- ♪ I got tired of sitting home waiting ♪
♪ Pulled up to the club, now I'm faded ♪
- You know you're gonna get your friendship wings tonight.
I just couldn't face being here alone.
Thank you so much for hanging with me, Jay-kala.
- Okay, you know what, you almost had me.
[laughter]
- I just miss my Nigel.
Pass me those Oreos.
- Okay, girl, here.
- Did you hear me say "s"? Girl, give me the plate!
- Oh.
Hazel, are you--did you--uh...
Oh, oh, okay, you know what?
Maybe you and Nigel will meet each other next life time?
Or when he's 30.
- [muffled] Fuck you.
- What? I had to channel my inner Bree.
- What I need is that Jayla positivity.
- Really? - Mm-hmm.
- Okay.
Um, well, Hazel, everything happens for a reason.
- C'mon, you gotta do better than that.
- Okay, then. Well, I'ma keep it for real.
I'm surprised you're just giving it up so easy like that.
First of all, Nigel is fine. - [chuckles]
- He treats you like the queen you are.
He adores you.
So why are you givin' up so easily?
It doesn't have to be over. And bitch, JFK ain't that far.
- Oh, my God. You're right.
I can't just let him leave.
I can't just let him leave!
- Mm. You gotta go get your man!
- Yeah. I gotta go.
And I gotta--I gotta get my man!
- Go get your man, girl! - What was I thinkin'?
- Yes! - What was I--
- Your purse. - My purse.
- Your purse.
[upbeat music]
- I'm gonna go get my man!
- Go get your man!
♪ ♪
- If you go faster, I will give you five stars!
- Uh, if you don't stop askin' me to do that,
I'll give you one star.
- [sighs] How did I get here?
- You ordered me on the app.
- No, I mean--[sighs] We were so happy.
When God puts good people in your life, your only job
is to not screw it up. And man, did I screw this up.
- Uh, sure. Uh, whatever. Which terminal?
- I don't know! He's-he's goin' to Jamaica.
- Wh--y-you had me rush
to not know where you are actually going?
You are getting one star.
- [crying] Fine!
[horns honking]
- Sorry for this traffic.
Getting out of JFK always takes forever.
- That's fine.
I am in no rush to go back to my empty house.
I just--I just had this dumb idea that for once
I was gonna have one of those lives.
You know, like in the movies?
Where everything just works out.
- Hey, you're here.
You're healthy. You're beautiful.
You can afford what will be a very expensive
Lyft ride with a very generous tip.
[laughing]
- I'd say you are doing okay.
- Yeah.
I guess you're--
Nigel! It's Nigel.
It's him.
Unlock the door. Unlock the door!
[horns honking]
- Hazel! What the hell you doin' standin' out in the rain?
- I'm looking for you.
- Is everything okay?
- No. No, it's not and it's all my fault.
I am so sorry
that I let a wedding get in the way of our marriage.
You didn't get on the plane.
- Huh? I was never gettin' on a plane.
I came to drop my aunt off
because she's flying back home to Jamaica.
bystander: Work it, girl!
- Oh, okay. Well...
bystander: Why don't y'all get a room?
- All this can't be by accident.
You know, us being stuck in the same traffic
at the same exact time.
It's serendipitous. This is not an accident.
- No, it wasn't an accident. You followed me.
- Look, despite all the odds, we found each other.
Baby, I am smart enough to know how lucky we really are.
Who-who cares about a wedding? Let's just...be.
And see what happens. And I am so sorry I hurt you.
- And I'm sorry I pulled away. Because I-I got ashamed
I couldn't give you everything I wanted to.
- Nigel, I love you. - I love you too, Hazel.
- ♪ Ooh ♪
♪ You, you ♪
♪ There's nowhere I'd rather be than here with you ♪
[bystanders cheering, clapping]
- Yes! Yes!
- ♪ There's no place I'd rather be ♪
- Well, it's three days so three pants is fine.
Oh, come on! Are you serious right now?
[laughs]
- You just gonna stand there? You're not gonna help me?
- Baby, it's just a three-day orthopedic conference.
I mean, you've got like seven outfits.
I see gym clothes,
and--is that your portable hair steaming cap I see?
- Yes, my hair gets frizzy. - Okay, it's too much, baby.
- You know what? You're right.
I don't need gym clothes.
Gym's always open. It's so annoying.
Okay, shit!
C'mon, ya dumb silly little bitch!
C'mon, suitcase, let's go!
Gary, can you come and sit on top of this
so I can get some pressure on the zipper
in order to bring it around to the side?
- No. - I should ring it around.
- No, no, no, not gonna ring it around.
You know what I'd love to do, is just time out.
Take a little breath. Clearly, you are upset.
- I'm not upset.
- You just called that bag a silly little bitch, so.
- It is being a silly little bitch.
- Okay. Okay. And maybe I'm wrong here.
But I don't think this has anything to do with the bag.
I think you're in your feelings
because you turned down the Chief of Surgery job.
- No, I'm fine.
First of all, would it have been a boss move?
Absolutely, but it was a crazy time commitment, okay?
And I don't wanna go back to the place that we were before.
Wasn't that your concern?
- Yeah, initially it was.
But, uh, you know, we were--we were figuring things out.
I've always been on board with this.
And I've still got your back, 100%.
- Yes, I know, and I appreciate that, I really do.
But Gary, I'm fine to let this go.
- But you know what I don't get?
It's like, why? Like, what changed?
Might be, you know,
worth taking a little longer to think about it.
- Look. - No, 'cause I'm sayin'
I don't want this to be one of those things
that you look back on and you regret.
- Gary, this,
our marriage is my main priority right now, okay?
Us spending time together
and having fun and making new memories.
Why don't you come with me this weekend?
- To the-- - Yes!
Pam can watch the kids and some basic-ass cable
while she yells at the TV or whatever she does for fun.
And we can get a little high.
We can order half the menu.
- Ooh! - Wear fancy robes.
Have reckless fun.
- Ooh! I like me some reckless fun.
- You do. - I can't. Remember?
I got to--I gotta meet with the editor-in-chief of "Essence."
- Ugh, that sucks. I mean, it doesn't suck.
That's amazing. - Yeah.
- And you should definitely do that
because you should not blow this big opportunity.
- Yeah, it's kinda like the Chief of Surgery job.
- Stop it. - Okay.
- Seriously. - All right.
- Don't make me feel bad about my decision.
I'm okay with it and you should be too.
- Okay. I'll drop it.
- Please. - Done.
- Now, can you drop it like it's hot on top of the suitcase
so I can figure out how to close this silly bitch!
[doorbell chimes]
- Hey, Vanessa. - Hey.
[both chuckle]
- Uh, thanks for comin' by. We--we need to talk.
- Yeah. Um, yeah, sure.
[chuckles]
- Ohh. [exhales]
You know, Vanessa, uh, since you came to work for me,
you've become a very valuable member of my team.
- And I appreciate that, David.
- But sometimes things happen unexpectedly.
And it changes things up.
- Look, I-I think I know what you're gonna say.
- So if something's going on with the left hand
that the right hand doesn't know about,
that trust is gonna go south fast.
- David, I'm sorry. Okay, I'm so embarrassed.
I know I shouldn't have brought Javier into your apartment.
That was wrong, but I swear, as far as the actual break in,
that was your wife's friends.
A-and I was gonna tell you but Jayla made me promise that if--
- Hold on, wait. Wait. What are you talkin' about?
- Wait, what are you talkin' about?
- I was about to tell you
I'm makin' a run for U.S. Senate
and I wanted you to work for the campaign.
- Oh! Well, that's great! Uh, whoa.
Uh, I mean, congrats. I-I should get some champagne.
- No, no, you should not. Nice try, Vanessa.
But if you have any hopes of working on my campaign,
you need to sit down and tell me everything.
Right now.
- David. Hi.
- Look, sorry to pop in unannounced.
Uh, do you have a few minutes?
- Uh, actually, you know what?
No, I have a mediation to get to.
- No worries, I'll be quick.
- Okay. - Just, uh--[clears throat]
Just wanted to know if you knew anything
about a break in at my Albany apartment?
- What! No! You should report that.
- You sure?
Because Vanessa says emphatically that you do know.
In fact, she says Saturday night, she saw you there.
- Huh.
Well, maybe, the really question is, David,
what was Vanessa doing at your apartment on Saturday night?
- Oh, please. Don't try to flip this on me.
- What? I'm just saying.
A married Senator having a young staff member
at his apartment after hours? - I didn't.
- With no one there to witness any improprieties.
Now, I'm not accusing you.
But you can see how this could be misconstrued.
- [laughs]
Ooh! That's, uh, that's slick.
See, you forget I'm a lawyer too?
I know bullshit when I hear it.
- No further questions, David.
I don't know what else to tell you.
- Look. I'm not going to report it.
My insurance is covering the damage.
I just--I just want to know why Ari put you up to it.
- She didn't. - What?
- [stammers, sighs] She didn't.
We may have or may not have took it upon ourselves
to do our own little investigation.
But it's because she suspected something, because you lied.
- Yeah, sure,
but I didn't actually do anything as you know.
- It doesn't matter.
Any lie can break the trust in a relationship.
You know that.
You are 3,000 miles away spending more time
with a cute young assistant than your wife.
And not making as much of an effort
as you should to allay those fears.
- Well, I-I tell her I love her all the time.
- David, that's easy. Words are easy.
But what are you doing to show her?
[contemplative music]
- After all we've been through,
I feel this need to protect your feelings.
- Yeah. - So I lied to you.
- What!
- The F.A.I. deal is not happening.
- What!
- They turned us down after the showcase.
- Wow.
- See, see now, th-that, that was my first reaction.
But I came up with a better plan.
- No, Hazel. I'm done with you and your plans.
- No, Regina, sit, please.
[sighs]
- I've been looking at this thing all wrong.
I kept thinkin' that I was better off
as a solo act--on stage and in life.
But it doesn't have to be true.
Sometimes you just have to adjust the how you see things.
- Well, right now,
I'm seeing you flying out the window with me pushing you.
- Okay, I get that. But then you won't know
how you can make more money than you ever have.
- Would you just spit it out? - Okay.
Okay, one powerhouse diva is amazing.
But four powerhouse divas together.
[exhales] That's unstoppable.
- I'm not following.
[women laugh, chatter]
- That will explain it all. I called some friends.
Come in, ladies!
- Oh, Regina! Long time, girl!
- What the! - Ah!
- Chanté Moore, Kelly Price, and Shanice!
- Oh, what is happening? - Hazel called, girl.
We had to do it. [laughter]
- Somebody has to teach these babies
how to harmonize, honey!
- Wait. I'm behind a beat.
What's the plan?
- All of you together on tour.
- For real?
- Really. - Yes.
- We're callin' it "Hazel Rachelle presents:
The Ladies First Tour." [laughs]
So...what do you think?
- Hell, yeah! [laughter, cheering]
- Is it too early for champagne?
- Absolutely never! - Never!
It's never too early! - Oh way!
- [squeals] - Let's open up them champs.
- Ooh, I cannot wait! [cork pops]
- Whoo!
- I cannot wait to start this tour.
- Me too. - Oh, my God.
[bright music]
[elevator dings]
- Hi.
Welcome to the Sansom Hotel.
- Thanks. I'm Dr. Bree Washington.
I'm here for my welcome packet.
- Sure. Let me check that for you.
- It's Bree with two Es, although it sounds like
the cheese. - [laughs] Okay.
- And Washington just like the state.
Hey.
Oh.
Okay, that's how we're gonna play it?
- Here you go. Enjoy your stay.
- Thanks.
- Ah, hello, hello. - [laughs]
- So nice to put a face with the name. Gary Washington.
- Nice to meet you. - Yeah, it's a pleasure.
- Rosalyn. - Thank you, Rosalyn.
- You know, you're cuter than I imagined.
- Okay. - I mean for a writer.
- Wh--uh, I don't even know what to say to that.
- Just so you know, I'm gay, so I don't mean cute
in a me-too kinda way. - Okay.
- It's just that most of the dudes I work with
don't have any sense of style whatsoever, so.
- Well, I hate to disappoint you,
but most days I'm like sad dad all the time.
Like, this is like that one outfit that I like
and I can't even take credit for this
because my wife picked it out.
- Ha! Same.
My wife picked out mine. - She did a good job.
- Well, thank you. - Mm-hmm.
- So how long have you two been married?
- How long have we been, 13--no, 14 years.
- 14, wow. That is a long time.
- Yeah.
- That makes a lotta sense, though.
- How's that?
- Well, the way you wrote about David and Ari's marriage.
Very nuanced.
- Ah. - Very thoughtful.
Oh, especially the way you that spoke about Ari's importance
in their relationship.
I found that to be really refreshing.
- Well, I had to. I mean, listen.
If David has any shot at winning a national office
it will be because of Ari. - Hm.
- I mean, you know, people, they care about that,
especially Black women.
David is married to Black woman that loves Black women,
so Black women will love David by default.
- For sure. Well, listen.
The reason I wanted to meet.
"Essence" is doing a new digital weekly column
on "Black love,"
and they want honest, raw pieces.
We're a little over-indexed with our women writers.
And we wanted to include the male perspective.
Is that something you'd be interested in?
- No kidding? Yes! Yes.
- Awesome. All right.
- And lunch?
- It's on "Essence."
- I love it. Thank you very much.
- And a drink. - Are we celebrating?
- Absolutely.
- Baby, you are not gonna believe this.
I've got some great news. And I wanna celebrate.
Uh, Pam's watchin' the kids. I'm headed your way.
And I will see you soon. And I wanna get reckless.
[laughs] All right, baby, bye.
- Mr. Hart, do you recognize this?
- Mm.
Yes, I do.
- Can you state what it is, for the record?
- It's an application to our kids' school.
- Great. On page four, you state the following.
"While it may seem like we are both working parents,
"my job at Anonymously is really only a title.
"I spend the majority of my time
as a stay-at-home parent to our children."
- Yes, but that doesn't mean--
- You signed and dated this roughly six years ago,
attesting to its truth. Yes, or no?
- Yes, but everyone embellishes
to get their kids into the best schools.
- So you're okay with embellishing, lying,
about your kids to serve your own interests?
- Wait. S-- - No.
- Your lack of response to my question tells me
you don't wanna go to court
and answer that in front of a judge.
- Counselor, your client also signed that application.
- Yes, stating that his role in the company was a vanity title.
- But she also agreed that Brian is the primary parent,
which supports our full custody claim.
Now, does your client want to go court
and answer that in front of a judge?
- I have no problem with that.
Now, of course, they will submit evidence
that they hired a full-time live-in nanny
and that Mr. Hart did not spend the majority of his time
with his children or at the company,
but instead he was with his girlfriend.
- [laughs]
That is a ridiculous, unsubstantiated claim.
- You know what's funny?
Crystal posted these images solely to upset my client,
to make her feel jealous of all the fun
you were having on her dime, but unbeknownst to Crystal,
it establishes something far greater,
that you spent very little time with your children
or at the company. I mean, well, how could you?
You were "sipping margaritas in Cabo,"
uh, "yachting off the Amalfi coast like Jay and B,"
"doing big thangz in Manhattan for New York Fashion Week"?
You know, I actually did the math.
You were absent 58% of the time you said that you were at home.
Percentage-wise, you were absent more than Maxine,
who was actually away
working when she wasn't with her children.
- Hmph.
- I think a judge would love a full picture
into what full-time primary parenting means to your client.
- [sighs]
- Mr. Hart, do you really want to continue racking up
legal fees for a judge
to say exactly what we've been telling you for free?
Or you can settle.
At least put some money in your pocket.
- I'd like to conference with my client.
- Mm.
- No shit.
- ♪ Mm, I ain't tryna ♪
♪ I ain't tryna ♪
♪ I'm a boss, I'm a [...] ♪
♪ And a boss, I'ma shine like gloss ♪
♪ I'm a [...], I'm a boss ♪
- [shrieks happily] [laughter]
- ♪ I'ma shine like gloss ♪
[soft piano music playing]
- Really? Pretend to read a email so you don't see me?
You don't think I know that move?
- Oh, hey. Another whisky double please.
- Me too, please.
Thanks for asking. [clears throat]
Wow! Okay, the silent treatment.
You officially have the same set of social skills
as my fourth grader.
Thank you. - [sighing] Wow.
- Cheers.
Okay.
Whoa! [coughs]
That's hot! Ah!
That's so hot, I can't believe you made me do that.
[laughs] Mm!
Okay.
Um, you just can't ice me out, man.
That's not cool.
- No. You know what's not cool? You wasting my time, Bree.
I spent the last months putting my name on the line,
jumping through hoops
because of a job that you really wanted.
And then out of the blue, you turn it down.
How do you think that makes me feel?
- I'm so sorry.
I know you worked really hard on my behalf.
And I do appreciate that. But--[inhales]
you know, I had to do what was best for my family.
I hope you can understand that.
- Actually, no.
I don't understand that. It sounds like bullshit.
- It's not bullshit.
- But wasn't it you that told me that your husband
was really supportive of this new opportunity?
Or was that a lie?
- No, it's not a lie.
Gary was very--Gary is very supportive.
- Okay, then we're back to my original point.
It's not about your family, Bree.
Be honest. It's about you. Why did you drop the ball?
I know genuinely, in my heart,
that you are the best candidate for this position.
Don't I at least deserve
to know why I'm forced to hire a distant second choice?
[coughs softly]
I didn't take the job because of you.
Because ever since I met you,
I can't stop thinking about you.
And-and I'm scared.
And um, I'm also just so embarrassed.
And that's-that's why I don't drink brown liquor or do shots
because I just keep talking.
- I feel the same.
I think about you too, all the time.
- ♪ Fought it long enough, now it's time to face it ♪
- [exhales deeply]
So what now?
- Uh, I-I-I think if, um,
I leave now and-and we blame it on the alcohol,
um, we could just forget
that this ever happened, is what I think.
- If that's what you want, I-I respect that.
But if that isn't what you want, I, uh,
I'll be in my room, 1214.
- Oh. Okay.
- Just hangin'.
- I bet you hang well. Oh, oh--
- Yeah.
All right.
- ♪ All night ♪
♪ Girl, I love to hear you scream ♪
♪ Hear you scream ♪
- Well, let's toast to
sweet-ass, motherfucking victory.
[laughter]
- To cutting your losses. - [laughs]
- To the orgasmic joy of smashing your opponent.
both: Whoo! - Better than the best sex.
- Wait, what? - Ooh, hey, now, girl.
- No? - You need some time off.
- Or a better vibrator. What're you talkin' about?
[laughter] - Okay, maybe.
- Jayla, thank you.
- Mmm.
My pleasure.
Most of the time. 'Cause your ass is--
- Oh, I know. I'm a lot.
- You said it. I-I wasn't gonna say it.
[laughing] - No, you know what?
And I am mostly pleased with the outcome.
Just sorry I have to give that rat bastard anything.
- Well, 20% is better than the 40 he was asking for.
- Yeah. True story. - Mm.
- Well, I have another toast.
To our new junior partner,
Jayla Wright. - Say what?
- Yes! - Shut up!
- No. - You're not playing with me.
- No, I'm not. - Robin.
- No, it's serious. We totally feel that you have
more than proven your worth with Maxine's case.
- I'll drink to that. - Yes.
- Jayla Wright, Junior Partner. [laughs] Sounds good.
- All right.
Well, I'm gonna take off because I promised the kids
that I would watch "Frozen 2" for the 635th time.
Why did I fight for them again?
- Uh-- - Good night, ladies.
- Good night. - Congratulations.
- Mm. Thank you, Maxine. Thank you.
- Oh, you deserve it. You deserve it.
And you know what? You should go out and celebrate.
You should.
- Oh, well, don't worry.
I got a little something lined up.
- ♪ Deep end, swimming in my feelings ♪
♪ I've been here before, but it feels like ♪
- Well, well, well.
- [chuckles]
- Minus the fact that you handed me my first L in years,
I'm happy to see you.
- I'm happy to see you too.
- Shall we?
- ♪ 'Cause I know that it's you ♪
♪ I see in my dreams ♪
♪ I'm going down ♪
- [laughing] Okay, wait.
- Watch your step. - O-Okay.
Watch my step. Okay. [laughs]
Where are you taking me?
- Slow.
Two more steps. - [laughs] Okay, okay.
- All right.
Now you're here.
[upbeat music playing]
Open your eyes.
- Oh, it's a Jamaican food truck.
- Not just any Jamaican food truck.
It's mine.
- [gasps] Since when? [laughs]
- Well, I've been workin' on this for a while now.
Back home, I used to work in my uncle's restaurant.
When he passed last year, he left me some money,
not much,
but just enough to fulfill my dreams
of opening my own spot.
Here it is, Hazel's Favorites.
- [laughs]
All this time and you didn't say anything.
- Because I knew you woulda offered the help.
- You know I would.
- I know. And I love you for that.
But I needed to do this on my own.
- I'm so proud of you.
Well, it looks like
you got a bunch of happy customers already.
- Speakin' of,
I should probably go check on the kitchen.
- Oh. - Be right back, all right?
- Smells so good. [chuckles]
[sighs]
Hazel's Favorites.
[laughs]
Mia.
- I just wanted to say, I'm glad you two worked it out.
And I'm sorry.
- Whoa.
- Looks like I was wrong about you.
- It's all good. Most people usually are.
- And it won't happen again. I promise you that.
- You promise? - I promise.
Bro, Nigel, I'm so happy for what you did here.
It look beautiful.
That's so funny. [laughter]
I can't even believe.
- So funny.
- A great philosopher once said,
"Life really begins at 40.
Up until then, you're just doing the research."
- Four! All right. - Yay!
- Aw, man. - It's okay.
- It's all right. We can play again.
Do you want to play again?
- ♪ Used to be scared to go off on my own ♪
- Being bold and taking risks...
- ♪ Always looking for somewhere I could belong ♪
♪ But life's too short, if I'm honest ♪
♪ Too hide from fears in the darkness ♪
♪ Tomorrow's never been promised ♪
♪ I'll make the most of now ♪
♪ It's all up to you ♪
♪ To chase your heart and reach the stars and moon ♪
♪ You can't lose ♪
♪ If you keep the flame ♪
♪ So just be patient ♪
♪ ♪
- Oh, my God, Gary!
Gary, what is all this?
Oh my God! Oh, Gary!
I thought you were gonna crash in my room tonight.
- Nah.
Thought I'd, uh, splurge and get the suite since you know,
just got offered a paid writing gig.
- Oh, my God! That's amazing! - Oh, baby.
Couldn't have done it without your support.
And I love you. I love you so much.
- I love you, too, GarBear. - Come here.
- And sometimes, leaning all the way into the familiar,
the people that make us feel safe and loved.
- ♪ Fighting for a way to go after my heart ♪
♪ I never thought I'd get so far ♪
- At times, life is fairly predictable.
- ♪ Closer to the mark ♪
♪ Now failure doesn't concern me ♪
♪ It's one more step in the journey ♪
♪ My victory is in marching ♪
♪ And I make the most of now ♪
- Hey, babe. Uh, can you go outside?
- Why?
- Just trust me.
- And other times, it catches us by complete surprise.
- ♪ So just be patient ♪
♪ ♪
- I heard you. - [laughs]
Oh!
♪ ♪
Oh! [laughing]
Oh!
- Love, work, kids, health,
sure, it's hard to balance it all.
- These are for you.
- But the thing that always keeps us grounded,
keeps us sane...
[cheers and applause]
- Sisterhood. It's not just a word to me anymore.
It's an unshakeable bond between women that nothing
and no one can tear apart.
Hazel. It took us 20 years
and a few fights to get past our differences.
Oh, okay, I admit it.
I--we've had a lotta fights,
a whole lotta fights. [laughter]
But I love you, Hazel.
all: Aww.
- You're my sister.
[cheers and applause]
And now, I've got a few more!
[cheers and applause]
♪ Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, go sister ♪
- ♪ He met Marmalade down in Old New Orleans ♪
♪ Struttin' her stuff on the street ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ She said, "Hello, hey Joe ♪
♪ You wanna give it a go?" Oh ♪
all: ♪ Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da ♪
- ♪ Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da ♪
- ♪ Here ♪
all: ♪ Mocha chocolata, ya ya ♪
- ♪ Oh ♪
♪ Creole Lady Marmalade ♪
all: ♪ Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir? ♪
- ♪ Voulez-vous coucher avec moi? ♪
- ♪ Oh, baby ♪
- ♪ He stayed in her boudoir while she freshened up ♪
♪ That boy drank all that Magnolia wine ♪
♪ On her black satin sheets where he started to freak ♪
all: ♪ Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da ♪
- ♪ Gitchi gitchi ya ya ♪
all: ♪ Gitchi gitchi yaya here ♪
- ♪ Gitchi, gitchi, gitchi, gitchi ♪
all: ♪ Mocha chocolata, ya ya ♪
- ♪ Creole Lady Marmalade ♪
♪ Oh-oh, oh ♪
all: ♪ Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir? ♪
- ♪ Ooh, yeah, yeah ♪
all: ♪ Voulez-vous coucher avec moi? ♪
all: ♪ Oh-oh-oh! ♪
- ♪ Yeah, you are my soul sister ♪
both: ♪ Soul sister, soul sister ♪
- ♪ Oh-oh, oh ♪
both: ♪ Soul sister, soul sister ♪
- ♪ Soul sister ♪
both: ♪ Soul sister, soul sister ♪
- ♪ Oh, yeah ♪ both: ♪ Yeah ♪
- ♪ Now he's at home doin' 9 to 5 ♪
♪ Living his brave life of lies, mm ♪
♪ But when he turns off to sleep ♪
♪ All memories keep more, more, more ♪
both: ♪ Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da ♪
♪ Gitchi gitchi ya ya here ♪ - ♪ Gitchi gitchi ya ya ♪
both: ♪ Mocha chocolata, ya ya ♪
- ♪ Baby ♪
♪ Creole Lady Marmalade, yeah ♪
both: ♪ Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir? ♪
- C'mon, y'all.
- ♪ Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
both: ♪ Voulez-vous coucher avec moi? ♪
all: ♪ Gitchi, gitchi ya ya da da ♪
- [vocalizing]
♪ Gitchi gitchi ya ya here ♪
- ♪ I love you, my sisters ♪ both: ♪ Mocha chocolata ya ya ♪
- ♪ Yeah, Creole Lady ♪
all: ♪ Marmalade ♪
[cheers and applause]
- Ladies and gentlemen, Hazel Rachelle!
[applause] all: Hazel, Hazel!
Hazel! Hazel! Hazel!
- Ah! [laughing]
[cheers and applause]
Oh, Haze. [crying]
You did it.
- The people unafraid to give us the hard truths
but loving us and cheering us on no matter what.
Our girlfriends.
What more do we need?
all: ♪ Hell yeah ♪ - ♪ Number one ♪
♪ Yeah, I'm still number one ♪
all: ♪ Hell yeah ♪ - ♪ Number one ♪
♪ Always be number one ♪
♪ Heard he dancing cute, from minor to major ♪
♪ He won't admit it, yeah, the fruits of my labor ♪
all: ♪ Hell yeah ♪ - ♪ Number one ♪
♪ Yeah, I'm still number one ♪
all: ♪ Hell yeah ♪ - ♪ Number one ♪
♪ Always be number one ♪
♪ Don't forget, yeah, I'm still number one ♪
all: ♪ Hell yeah ♪
- ♪ Whoo! ♪
[animal bleats]