♪ It's original ♪
Like me!
[opening theme music plays]
[Arlo] ♪ We all need Someone to hold us up ♪
♪ To help us on We make each other better ♪
♪ Though the world's not always right Tough times, they can make us strong ♪
♪ We all belong We're beautiful together ♪
♪ We're beautiful together ♪
[indistinct chatter]
[door chimes]
What do you think of your new do, Mayor Elena?
I feel like the president of the world. You're amazing. Thank you, Furlecia.
Girl, I was inspired by your amazing hair.
Those follicles belong on Mount Rushmore.
I am going to slay this Department of Transportation meeting.
[Furlecia] Mm!
[people clamoring]
Come on in, my little baby birds.
Take a number, and let Mama hatch ya.
Furlecia, can I borrow glitter for the Seaside Un-condemning Banner?
Of course.
If you need anything at all, I'm here to help.
[counter dings]
[dinging]
[munching]
[sighs] Okay, baby girl. The people need you. It's time to twirl.
Mm… Ah!
Oh! Well, now look at this fun little moment right here.
I've lost my direction in life.
Ooh, I'm on it!
[hums] Ah!
Yes, girl. Fly! Succeed!
-Yes! -[chirping]
Ah!
[woman] Oh! Ah.
Mail delivery coming through. Federal business, folks.
Hey, beautiful. How are you?
Oh, you know, backaches, feet on fire, but I live to serve.
Ugh, I hear you, sister.
-You're fighting the good fight. -[ding]
Next!
I've been so busy. I haven't had a moment to myself in weeks.
Okay, all done.
You're perfect. Beautiful. Shine bright like a diamond.
[sighs] I wish I could make an appointment,
but I don't even time to wash my hair.
Oh, no. You work so hard. You need to take care of yourself.
Hold on. Let me see if I can…
[grunts] …squeeze you in.
-Really? -What's on the schedule for tonight?
Oh, I was gonna go skating.
You sure you can fit me in? You look pretty busy here.
-[clamoring] -[counter dinging]
[groans]
[in sing-song] Doo-doo-doo.
Oops.
[chuckles nervously]
[groans] Phew. You're in luck. My night just opened up.
You're kidding me! Really?
Golly gee, you're a lifesaver, Furlecia.
I'll sneak you in tonight after we close. Call me your hairy godmother.
I'll see you then.
[laughs]
Hmm?
-[counter dinging] -Eh!
Is it possible to cut my hair so that it's longer?
Honey, in my salon…
[echoing] …everything is possible.
-[door opens, chimes] -No, you're glowing.
[laughs] No, you stop it.
-[back cracking] -[groans]
My feet… are… killing me.
Wow! Looks like you broke another customer service record.
Why not head out? I can clean up.
No rest for me. I got another client.
What? Working late again? I thought you were going skating.
Sure, I'd love to skate my heart out every day,
but helping people feel beautiful is my dream,
and dreams take sacrifice.
So many people depend on me.
So…
[sighs] …rollerskating will just have to wait.
Besides, helping my customers is so rewarding,
-even if sometimes… -[kettle whistling]
…I feel like I'm losing pieces of myself.
-Oh, that's 'cause you are. -What?
You've been losing clumps of hair all day. I swept them up.
I've been losing clumps of my hair? Ah… What's going on?
-[groans] -Hmm. Maybe you're shedding, like me.
[grunts] Puberty twins!
I don't think it's puberty.
-[Thao] Knock, knock! Special delivery. -[gasps] Thao!
Furlecia? Am I too late for my glam makeover?
Oh, uh, uh, hey, girl. I'll be with you in just a second.
Um, shouldn't you reschedule?
Maybe concentrate on taking care of… this?
Oh, puh-leeze.
I won't let a client down just because my body is falling apart.
[laughs] Arlo, do me a favor. Let her in, make her comfortable.
I'm gonna go chug a pot of coffee.
Okay, but should I be worried about you?
Sweetie, if things were so bad, would I be able to toss my hair like this?
What? Give me some glue.
-No time. Hide this, hurry! -[slams door]
Get yourself together, Miss Thang.
[slurps]
Breathe. Whoo!
Breathe. You just gotta change one more client's life,
and then if there's time, you can feed yourself.
Then, tomorrow, you do it all over again.
-[cup shatters] -[laughs] Let's do this.
[gasps]
Ooh!
Um… is that Furlecia?
No. It couldn't be.
Sounds more like a sick possum stuck in a rain gutter.
I'll get the plunger.
-Hey, gorgeous! -Oh!
Your godmother has arrived.
A little less hairy, but just as magic.
-You look like a giant tater tot. -What happened to you?
It's nothing. This happens sometimes.
Don't worry about me. Tonight is about Y-O-U.
Uh, okay?
What are we feeling? Layered bob? Bangs? No bangs?
[gasps] Double bangs?
Um, I don't know. Whatever you think looks best.
That's great, sweetie. Just relax. You're in great hands.
First, let's get you shampooed.
[chuckles]
-[tap squeaks] -How's that water feeling?
Nice. A little cold.
No problem. Let's just get you some hot water.
[straining]
-Come on! -Uh, should I move or, um…
No, I have everything under control!
[grunts] Oh!
[whimpers] Ah! Oh! Is this supposed to happen?
Uh… Um…
Yes, part of a new immersion self-care regimen.
I'm calling it "hashtag soak yourself". See?
[grunts]
Whoa! Ah!
Uh, I don't know about this.
[chuckles] Now, let's get you dry.
Arlo, handle that, please.
[gurgles]
Okay, how are we feeling?
-Oh, no! -[yelps]
Whoa! Okay, we have liftoff. Oh, just give me one moment.
Whoa-whoa-whoa!
[buzzing]
-Hold still. -[screams]
Uh… [chuckles]
I think I'll go. You're kind of freaking me out.
-[panting] -What? Where are you going?
Let's reschedule!
-Let me make you beautiful! Agh! -[alarm blaring]
It's a fire! Stop, drop, and roll! Stop, drop, and roll!
She-- She ran away. That's never happened before.
-[extinguisher whooshing] -[coughs]
Where's the fire? Is everyone okay?
I'll save you, Bertie.
[Furlecia coughs, cries]
I'm a failure!
[sobs]
I'm falling… apart!
Oh, Furlecia, what happened to you?
Furlecia, have you really been seeing this many customers?
This is a lot to take on even for you. When have you had time for yourself?
Last year, I think.
I don't need rest. I just had a client walk out on me.
I need to work harder.
You need a break.
Why not take yourself out roller skating?
That sounds like fun.
-I don't have time for fun. -[Arlo] Check it out!
Wait, how do you stop?
[crashes]
Figured it out. Just aim for the walls.
[sighs] You guys are sweet, but right now, I need to power through.
I've got customers coming in five hours, and I need to prep.
And I need to vacuum myself off the floor.
-[door chimes] -Furlecia, you're not looking so good.
I'm fine!
[groans]
Get it together, Furlecia.
-[female voice] Yoo-hoo! Hello, gorgeous. -Who's that?
Over here. Behind you.
[gasps]
[laughter]
-Remember me? -[gasps]
What's going on?
I'm the fun plans you crumpled up like wet garbage,
and you are not looking too hot to trot at the moment.
-What? -Oh, you heard me.
You've done zero self care in three months and it's showing, honey.
Look at yourself. You're hallucinating.
This is what happens when you don't take time for yourself.
You fall apart, and then you're no good to nobody.
Oh, my gosh.
I'm a hot mess.
It's time to reclaim your me time.
-But-- -[angrily] Put the skates on, Furlecia.
You'll be so happy you did.
You don't understand. I'm everybody else's hairy godmother.
If I lose focus, the consequences could be dire.
[coughs] Oh, my gosh!
I think right now, you need to be your own hairy godmother.
-Maybe a quick breather won't hurt. -That's my girl.
See you in your next nervous breakdown. Ciao.
[grunting]
[inhales, sighs]
[squawking]
-[tinkling] -[hopeful music plays]
[meows]
Hmm…
Oh…
I missed this feeling.
Ooh!
Watch out.
Whoo!
Ah… Ooh!
Okay. Yeah! Hey.
[squawking softly]
Oh, yeah! Yes! Ooh, you better move it!
Yes. Dancing.
Yes!
[laughs]
[slow-motion laughter]
Me time!
Ooh!
I'm back, baby!
[seagulls squawking]
Hi. Furlecia's Little Hair House,
please hold as I look for the next availability. Beep.
[in sing-song] Doodle-bop. Doo-doodlebop. Beep, beep, boop, boop.
Beep. Thank you for waiting.
The next available appointment will be next year.
I know. Yeah. Yeah.
She is worth waiting for.
-What do you think? -Oh. I love it.
I've never seen my hair so… everything.
Thanks, Furlecia. You really are the best.
I just know how to bring what's on the inside out,
and I'm so sorry about last time.
I was… [inhales] …not taking care of myself,
and we saw how that turned out.
Furlecia, squeeze me in for a last-minute trim tonight?
I've got a hard out at 5:00 p.m., but you can book an appointment with Arlo.
Okay, establishing boundaries.
I love that for you.
[triumphant music plays]
[closing theme music plays]