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(LIGHT BULB HUMMING)
(MATCH STRIKING)
(PENSIVE MUSIC)
(PAPER RUSTLING)
(JUMP ROPE THWACKING)
(THWACKING CONTINUES)
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
BOY: Look at her bounce.
(CHILDREN LAUGHING)
BOY: Hey, Chuck E. Cheese!
(CHEERFUL MUSIC)
LENORE: If you could have any superpower in the world,
what would it be?
Flight? Super strength?
Invisibility?
Turns out making yourself invisible isn't that hard.
First, you need camouflage.
Wear all black and you're basically a human shadow.
And when it comes to eye contact, don't make any.
Keep your head down with a hobby that looks like schoolwork.
And most importantly, avoid people in general.
Full fat yogurt, Honor? Really?
My mom packed my lunch! I'll find a new mom.
Yeah, thank you.
LENORE: They can't hurt you if they can't see you.
(SCHOOL BELL RINGS)
LENORE: Unfortunately, you can't avoid all people,
like your workout obsessed mother.
Hi, honey. Woo!
LENORE: Or your sedentary father hiding snacks from that mother.
Oh, hey.
Fixing this light again.
Got any homework?
Okay, see you!
Love you, hon!
LENORE: And that's it,
one more day of invisibility in the books.
And the rest of the day is yours.
(CHEERFUL MUSIC)
(♪♪♪♪♪)
♪ Make it rain, make it rain ♪
♪ I don't care 'cause it's all the same ♪
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
LENORE: But no matter how hard you try,
some things are too beautiful
to stay tucked away.
(SCHOOL BELL RINGS)
MS. HALL: Lenore?
Lenore!
Do you have a partner?
For what?
Everyone's pairing up for presentations.
Stick with me, okay?
All right, I need a group of three.
This isn't difficult, folks.
I can just work by myself.
(DOOR CREAKING)
(CHEERFUL MUSIC)
MS. HALL: Nice of you to join us, Kayla.
God, the pleasure's all mine, Ms. Hall!
You do know that attendance isn't optional.
You know me, more of a special appearances type of gal.
You want to make a special appearance at graduation?
Yes.
Then you need to complete the group project.
You're working with Lenore.
Who?
Oh, that Lenore.
Hey, girl!
Have you been in this class all year?
How could you miss her?
(CHUCKLES)
You two will be presenting
on the migration pattern of blue whales.
(STUDENTS SNICKERING)
That's enough!
You know what, there are plenty of other topics to cover,
so we'll just pick another one.
Why?
Whales are majestic creatures, kings and queens of the sea.
I want to do our presentation on whales.
Okay.
This is going to be the best presentation
you've ever seen, Ms. Hall.
All right, Kayla.
You'll be talking about it for years.
(CHUCKLES) Just make sure that you include your partner
in this presentation of the decade.
(SCHOOL BELL RINGS)
So.
Should we meet up after school?
Your house?
Okay, bye!
You paired me with Lenore?
She's creepy quiet.
MS. HALL: She's shy, okay?
And there's nothing wrong with being quiet.
My grandmama says that we can never trust the quiet ones.
Your grandma learned English watching Mime or Murderer.
ANNOUNCER: (ON TV) He escaped on the elevator,
but there was no elevator!
(MAN SCREAMING ON TV)
Doesn't mean she's wrong.
Kayla, this is your third time taking my class.
I thought you said you loved having me in your class.
The first time, yeah.
But I don't want to fail you a third time.
I know it's been a hard few years for you and your family.
That kind of loss, I can't even-
No.
It's okay.
I'll pair up with Lenore.
But if I get murdered,
you'll have to tell my grandmama I told you so.
You're not going to get murdered!
Oh god, please don't get murdered.
Your mystery friend will not be able to resist
my 12 grain smoothie,
because I won't let her.
(BLENDER WHIRRING)
She's not my friend,
we're just working on a school project together.
I need you to not be weird.
(SCOFFS) I'm not weird.
I believe the politically correct term is quirky.
Oh, I'm designing a logo for a cruise company.
I'm trying to get inspired.
Dad, can you please not be quirky in front of Kayla?
I'll have you know that this quirky guy's side hustle
inspired you to design clothing, young lady.
Honey, I love you,
but you screen print punny T-shirts in the basement.
These punny T-shirts
are going to put Lenore through college.
Really?
Well, that and my full time job, and your full time job.
Okay, I need a taste tester.
Pass.
Come on, you don't know what you're missing.
This smoothie will boost your metabolism
and has a day's worth of grains in one glass.
And tastes like a rabbit threw up.
I thought I said that in my head.
(doorbell rings)
-I'll get it. -LENORE: Wait, Mom!
-RACHEL: Yeah? -LENORE: Hold on! Stop!
Hi, is Lenore home?
-Yes, and you must be-- -This is Kayla.
My god, she speaks. Hello, partner.
Come in.
So many colors.
MARK: Ahoy there, Kayla.
Lenore, who is Captain Jamba Juice
and what is he doing in your home?
Dad, we talked about this.
I'm just being polite.
Avast, ye matey!
(CHUCKLES)
Welcome.
Yeah, okay, that's not going to work.
(TYPING ON LAPTOP)
(KAYLA SIGHS)
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
Wow.
You really like dolls.
-What? -Dolls.
They're everywhere.
Oh, yeah.
Do you collect them or make them talk to each other?
I don't make them talk to each other.
Okay, I wasn't judging, I just think it would be
really cool if that was the way that you communicated.
I don't use dolls to communicate.
Obviously not.
Look at us, talking like old friends.
Speaking of things you would give old friends,
do you have any snacks?
You want my mom's 12 grain smoothie?
My max is 10.
(plastic rustling)
KAYLA: My sneaky hero. What else you got?
-Nothing. -KAYLA: That good, huh?
Kayla, there's nothing. I don't have any more snacks.
Lenore, we're biology partners.
No secrets here!
(ENCHANTING MUSIC)
Where did you get all of these?
Nowhere.
-You stole them! -What?
Yeah, no wonder you don't talk.
Scared of being identified
in this fashion smuggling ring you've got going on.
Kayla!
There was an unmarked van out front when I got here.
Do you think that they're watching your house?
What?
Off the record, I would make a great accomplice.
I made them, okay?
You made them?
Yeah.
How can you make all these clothes and dress like...
Okay, don't take this the wrong way,
but you kind of dress like a widowed mall walker.
How can I not take that the wrong way?
It's constructive criticism.
Whenever I see you wearing your grief tracksuit,
I can't help but picture an old woman
stress walking through the food court
trying to forget the beau that she lost at sea.
Who taught you how to do all this, anyway?
My dad.
Skipper?
Yeah, he's a graphic designer,
so he taught me how to make outfits
for my paper dolls when I was a kid.
I got pretty obsessed, so he got me a sewing machine,
and I kind of figured it out on my own.
You definitely did. Why don't you wear them?
My clothes are fine.
Well, mine aren't.
They never have anything I want in my size.
But if I could wear something like this,
something that fits and looks good
and has enough wiggle room for my ma'ams.
Ma'ams?
It's what I call my boobs.
(CHUCKLES)
Lenore, can you make me a dress?
Why?
Why not?
You have all these beautiful clothes
just sitting in your closet.
Why not make one for me?
I've never made clothes for someone else before.
Lenore, please, please, please!
-No! -Do I have to get on my knees?
What? Oh my god.
Please, please, please, please, please, please!
Fine!
I will make you one dress.
I knew you'd say yes.
Would you have let me say no?
Absolutely not,
but it's about making you feel like there's an option.
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
So, I like the waist on this one and the train on this one.
Seriously?
You're right, a full train might be too much.
And I want to look glamorous, you know?
My grandmama is obsessed
with old Hollywood films and crime dramas.
I want to look drop dead, but not dead dead.
This really couldn't wait?
And I don't want, like, sleeves,
but I don't want it to be strapless, you know?
Okay, that sounds like off the shoulder
with a sweetheart neckline.
Just when I thought you couldn't take up
any more space, Kayla.
(KAYLA GASPS)
Is that a fat joke?
Am I fat?
Why didn't you tell me?
(CHUCKLES)
(FOOT THUDDING)
-Sorry. -I feel sorry for you.
Break up with her already.
SYLVIE: Kyle!
I'll see you later.
Where were we?
Too ketchup-y.
Too Muppet-y.
Uh-huh, too perfect.
My god, babe, don't smile like that.
Oh my god!
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ I got a good, good feeling ♪
I love her dress!
No you don't.
♪ I got a good, good feeling, a good, good feeling ♪
-Kayla looks good. -Ew!
Kyle, disgusting.
It's a miracle.
Kayla finally found a store that stocks her size.
Actually, a friend made it for me.
It's couture.
Your friend's a designer?
Lenore Miller.
She's going to be so big one day.
If Lenore Miller gets any bigger,
she won't fit through the doorway.
(LOCKER THUDS)
Make all the fat jokes you want about me, Sylvie,
but leave Lenore alone.
Whatever.
HONOR: Hi!
Do you think that Lenore can make me a dress?
Like, very, very secretly?
I'm her muse, not her manager.
Ask her.
-Okay, so where is she?
She's in...
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
(CAMERA SNAPS)
Whenever you're ready.
Blue whales can be up to--
100 feet long and 180 tons,
making them the largest and heaviest living animal today.
Ms. Hall, does this presentation
count as whale watching?
MS. HALL: Hey, knock it off!
You know what my favorite thing
about blue whales is, Lenore?
No.
Blue whales are big.
That means they can crush you,
and they wouldn't even notice because they're too busy
living their fabulous deep sea lives
to even notice their inconsequential haters!
-Haters? -She means predators.
I meant what I said.
(SCHOOL BELL RINGING)
Well, that was illuminating.
Thank you, ladies.
I didn't know you were such a whale advocate.
I'm not, but we've got to stick together.
However, whales are majestic creatures,
like me in this dress.
I'm glad you like it.
I love it.
(MS. HALL SNIFFLING)
I was going to come yell at you
about that Wikipedia-ass presentation, but oh my god!
Oh my god, I made a friendship!
-Lunch? -Sure.
So, for my next outfit,
I was thinking we could do something-
Next outfit?
Girl, we're just getting started.
(CHEERFUL MUSIC)
(♪♪♪♪♪)
♪ Baby I ain't got the time ♪
♪ To try and be the perfect size ♪
♪ So what you see is what you're gonna get ♪
♪ You say you ain't got the time ♪
♪ To toe along the perfect line ♪
♪ So what I see is what I'm gonna get ♪
♪ Sit into that backbeat, end up in a backseat ♪
♪ Let your bodies lose control ♪
♪ All you gotta do, all you gotta do ♪
♪ Keep it groovy, baby ♪
♪ Keep it, keep it groovy ♪
(SCHOOL BELL RINGS)
-KAYLA: Don't say no yet. -LENORE: No!
Sorry, reflex.
What is it?
The Fashion Institute's New Designer Showcase.
What about it?
So designers from all over the country enter,
and if you get in, you can show your designs off
to buyers and judges and everyone.
I know what it is.
Everyone in fashion follows the FINDS competition,
but what does it have to do with me?
You should enter.
(LENORE LAUGHS)
You're not laughing.
You entering the FINDS competition isn't a joke.
You must have thought of it.
I mean, sure. Someday.
Why not today?
Because I'm not a real designer.
So what have I been wearing?
Have I been roaming the streets naked?
Nobody is naked. No one is naked.
Can you please not shout about being naked?
Only if you convince Lenore to apply to this.
Oh, oh, you have to do this.
You could get other kids from the school involved,
and it would mean more friendships!
And the winner gets to show off their designs
at New York Fashion Week.
This could legit make you.
All you need are four design sketches,
photos of the finished outfits, and a personal statement.
We got this. I'll organize the photo shoot.
You two tackle that personal statement.
We'll make the judges weep.
-That's my girl! -I haven't said yes!
I have to think about it, okay?
-Okay. -Okay.
(school bell ringing)
You said you'd give me space to decide.
I am giving you space to decide.
But since we're on the topic that you brought up,
why won't you say yes?
Because I just started making clothes for other people.
They only accept three designers a year,
so there is no way that I'm going to get in, okay?
TYLER: Almost got it? Nope?
Aw, is mama's girl gonna cry?
Mommy's little girl! Hey, hey!
Too late!
MARCY: Hey!
Leave Diamond alone.
What are you going to do about it, cripple?
Don't call her that, dude.
Someone might record it and you won't get into college.
MARCY: Here's the deal.
My wheelchair goes 10 miles per hour.
Your crotch is right at punching level,
and I have incredible aim.
And we all know you only have one ball, Tyler.
No, see, no, that's not true.
Yes it is, dude.
There's no shame.
I just gotta know, are you ready to lose the other one?
Three.
Two.
One.
(Kayla laughing)
That was amazing!
You just made a senior cry.
Um, thanks.
You okay?
She in shock?
Diamond doesn't talk much.
Is she slow?
She's shy, and brilliant.
Stanford's physics department has been trying
to recruit her since the 8th grade.
-(BOTH) Damn. -TINA: Are they gone?
No thanks to you, Tina.
You know I'm not allowed to fight.
-Why? -Who'd you beat up?
Myself, mostly.
I move through this world like a drunk baby giraffe.
Hi!
(GRUNTS)
Aw.
I don't got it!
Why were they calling you a mama's girl?
Wow, you really just gave that to them, huh?
Hey, it's not Diamond's fault.
She can only wear kids' clothes.
(CHEERFUL MUSIC)
MARCY: Okay, so let me get this straight.
You're entering a fashion competition.
You want us to be your models.
-Yes. -If we do it.
But we're not models.
Do I look like a typical fashion model to you?
Lenore will work her fashion magic.
Actually, I take very specific measurements
and tailor everything to your body.
Like I said, magic,
and she'll make your dream outfit come true.
Marcy, if you could have any outfit in the world,
what would it be?
A pair of jeans that actually fit.
I'm talking dream outfit.
So am I.
Sorry.
It's fine.
I do have a dream outfit,
I just seriously doubt you could do it, no offense.
Try me.
Okay, I want a suit.
A jade green suit, perfectly tailored to me.
I want to look and feel so good that the girls here
finally see me the way I see myself.
Which is?
A future queer icon.
Okay, I see that.
But I totally understand if you can't.
I can do that.
Really?
Yeah, I mean, we probably won't get into the competition,
but at least you all will have clothes you actually love.
What do you think?
-We're in. -They're in!
They're in!
(SCREAMS)
I am so invested, you guys.
(cheerful music)
-Hey, sweetheart. -LENORE: Hi, Dad.
-Hi. -KAYLA: Hello.
LENORE: You can check in the cupboard.
Hello.
TINA: Lenore, do you have any water?
-Hi there. -TINA: I am so thirsty.
(FAUCET HISSING)
How's it going?
Um, hey, honey?
Do I need glasses, or are your friends multiplying?
Both, you had a 10 minute conversation
with the neighbor's dog yesterday.
-True. -Come on.
Okay, glad you're having fun.
Okey-doke.
Uh, honey, I think you left someone behind.
(CHUCKLES) Making me nervous.
Oh, I get it.
Oh, bring it.
Did you seriously do all these today?
I got excited.
I like the cut on this one.
That's en empire waist.
Of course it is. I'm regal.
It just means it sits higher up on the waist.
It's, like, universally flattering.
You're universally flattering.
Okay, let's take some measurements.
Oh, me first!
(MARK GRUNTING)
Keep eyes open!
-Stepladder? -Hall closet.
Thanks.
Okay.
(YELPS)
Wow.
Okay.
-DIAMOND: You blinked. -(MARK SCREAMS)
Butter churn, it's a classic. Butter churner.
TINA: Oh my god, it's so minimalistic!
-Want another one? -TINA & MARCY:Yeah!
-MARK: Okay. -KAYLA: Get in there!
Why are you encouraging this?
Your face is on my neighbor's lawn!
Your face is in my house.
Mrs. Miller, we were just going to leave.
So yeah, file out.
-LENORE: Call me later. -MARK: Thanks for coming by.
LENORE: Not about the homework, though.
TINA: Is that your mom? All right.
-MARK: Okay, come back tomorrow. -TINA: This is crazy!
(SIGHS, BLOWS RASPBERRY)
Did you at least order salad?
Yeah, I tried, but they were out of all lettuce.
Honey, you okay?
The Turner house just isn't moving.
I need to do better, so.
-I wasn't done. -How many slices did you have?
A couple.
Your physical is next week,
and you remember what the nutritionist said.
One slice is a serving.
Well, I mean, everybody else had more than one slice.
Well, you're not everyone else.
Honey, I'm...
Great, I can't sell houses, and my daughter hates me.
This is the part where you,
the eternal optimist, correct me.
You're great at selling houses.
Do you think I like being the bad cop all the time?
MARK: No, I--
(LENORE BREATHING UNSTEADILY)
(PAPER RUSTLING)
(PENCIL SCRATCHING)
(GROOVY MUSIC)
(♪♪♪♪♪)
Who the hell do they think they are?
We got you, we got you.
Lenore, hi!
I'm writing a piece on you for the school paper.
-About me? -Yes!
I would love to write a piece about you
making me this kind of catsuit that I've been dreaming of.
SYLVIE: Honor!
My time will come.
(SCHOOL BELL RINGS)
MS. HALL: I don't want you girls to get too excited,
but I reached out to my second cousin twice removed
that's a photographer at Vogue,
and she was busy.
But I did work a not so minor miracle
and I give you your photo shoot!
TINA: This is just your classroom.
With the setup for school pictures.
It is, and all I had to do was promise
the owner Vlad that I would go with him
to his grandma's 90th birthday party
so she wouldn't mock him for being alone.
-Just like Vogue! -Right?
Thanks, Ms. Hall.
So I guess we'll start with Marcy?
Lenore, do you think I'd do all this
and not get you a great photographer?
I really don't want to answer that.
Charlie, I was just telling the girls
what an amazing photographer you are.
You are good, right?
-I'm good. -Good, good, that's great.
Now make some magic.
Hey.
So you're a fashion photographer?
Technically, the people I photograph
are always wearing clothes.
I mean, I really like your clothes.
(CHUCKLES)
I mean the clothes you make.
But your clothes are fine too.
She gets it, she gets it.
What I'm saying is, you lead, I follow.
I'm sure whatever pictures you take will be great.
What do you want people to see
when they look at your clothes?
What do you see?
Confidence.
Power.
That they're capable of anything.
That's how I feel when I see all of you in my designs.
That's how I feel in your designs.
Well, if our fearless designer wants confidence,
let's give her confidence.
(CHEERFUL MUSIC)
It smelled really bad, so I was like...
Oh.
What the hell is this?
Lenore's entering the fashion contest.
The girls are her models.
It's me, bitches!
(CHEERING)
Okay, okay!
Ms. Hall!
I would love to do a piece on the girls
for the school paper, can you send me
the photos from the shoot once you're done?
Y'all want to be in the school paper?
Yeah!
We'll take that free press, baby.
Wow, I didn't know you write for the school paper.
I've dreamed of doing that since this morning.
I don't. Let's go.
(CHEERING)
Okay, so we uploaded Lenore's sketches, the photos.
-Which look damn good. -Thanks to Charlie.
Thanks to you!
Seriously, two girls gave me their numbers,
which beats my normal record by two.
Nice.
And the jeans you made me actually reach my ankles!
Not like these ones.
And I know I'm Mommy's best girl,
but nobody else has to.
What she said.
So all we have left is the personal statement.
Lenore Miller, why should your collection
be in the Fashion Institute's show?
Tell us, tell us!
Because it would be nice.
Oh, the other designers should just quit right now,
because you got this in the bag.
I don't like talking about myself, okay?
Make me feel like I'm bragging.
You should brag!
You are the designer behind Empire Waist!
What's Empire Waist?
Your fashion line.
Universally flattering, just like you.
(CHEERING)
I love that. DIAMOND: I love it!
RACHEL: It's time for the girls to go home, Lenore.
MARK: Unless they want to pay rent,
which would be very welcome income.
TINA: I'm too young to pay rent.
Wait, what about the essay?
I can't do that without you.
Yes you can.
But I'll start you off.
(KEYBOARD CLACKING)
Voila.
Thank you. I'll see you tomorrow.
KAYLA: Goodnight!
(CHEERFUL MUSIC)
Loving your body just as it is is a radical act.
(KEYBOARD CLACKING)
Empire Waist.
RACHEL: Why can they never start these on time?
(DOOR KNOCKING)
Hey, sweetheart. How're you doing?
You're supposed to be in the waiting room.
This is just a physical.
She texted me.
You need your one dad cheering squad, huh?
(CHUCKLES)
That's a nice smock.
Hey, wow, we have a full house in here, huh?
Lenore, can you hop up on the scale for me?
Okay.
All right.
(SCALE CLUNKING)
DOCTOR: That's higher than last year.
We can run some blood tests,
make sure everything's working properly.
We know what the reason is.
-Her eating is out of control. -Rachel, come on.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
♪ The light has left the window ♪
♪ I think it's time to retreat ♪
♪ These walls are closing in ♪
♪ Your words are killing me ♪
(SOMBER MUSIC)
I just want to start off by saying
this could have been much worse.
-Who did this? -Who do you think?
(♪♪♪♪♪)
(SOMBER MUSIC CONTINUES)
Why is there a picture of me?
Charlie must have taken it.
Plus side, it's a great photo.
I look huge.
I'm disgusting.
KAYLA: Lenore!
Out of my way!
(LENORE SOBBING)
-Lenore? -Don't touch me!
KAYLA: Okay.
Okay, just breathe.
This is a Sylvie issue, not yours.
Trust me, just focus on the designs and the competition-
No!
Don't you understand?
None of this would have happened
if you had just left me alone!
(LENORE HYPERVENTILATING)
-KAYLA: Lenore! -I can't breathe.
Lenore!
What are you in for?
Panic attack. You?
I think my zit might be cancer.
(DOOR CREAKING)
-RACHEL: Hi. -SCHOOL NURSE: Hi.
Oh, you found her.
Sweetheart.
How are you feeling?
What happened?
Baby, it's okay.
Oh, baby.
Lenore, those girls are just jealous of your talent.
Imagine their faces when you win the competition!
What competition?
It's for the Fashion Institute.
I applied to their showcase for new designers.
It's what the pictures are for.
Why didn't you tell me about it?
I knew you wouldn't have let me do it, so I just-
Honey, you're just not ready
for that kind of pressure, that's all.
I submitted the application.
Dad said I could, so I thought-
Wait, your dad knows about this?
Yes.
Let's just talk about this when we get home, okay?
Let's go. Now, please.
SCHOOL NURSE: Lovely to meet you.
I'm a big fan, okay?
You can do anything.
So can I go home too?
Nathan!
No!
I'm good at this, Mom.
I am a good designers and I want to be a great one,
and this competition can get me there.
Did you hear me? I said that I'm good!
I know that you're good.
But it won't matter that you're good,
because people aren't going to see your talent.
They're just going to see you.
Why is it always about my weight, Mom?
Because I don't want to lie to you, Lenore.
I don't want to send you out in the world
saying that nobody's going to judge you as you are,
because I know that that is not true.
I mean, look what happened today.
I cannot let you get hurt like that again.
Honey, do you think I like working out all the time?
Yes? I don't.
I do it because I have to.
Your grandmother always told me,
people judge your body before they judge your body of work,
and it hurt to hear that, but I knew that it was true.
So I'm going to ask you,
do you think people are going to take you seriously
based on how you look right now?
No.
Do you want to be taken seriously?
Yes.
Let's set you up for success. Let me help you.
We can work out together,
we can follow a diet plan together,
and then we can reapply again next year, what do you say?
Okay.
It's going to be so worth it, I promise.
(BOOK THUDS)
(SOMBER MUSIC CONTINUES)
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
What is this fat shaming crap?
It's a public service announcement.
Being fat is not something to be flaunted, Kayla.
It's unhealthy, right?
But policing your friends' food is?
It's called discipline.
You and Lenore should really try it.
I mean, you actually used to be pretty
before you, you know gave up.
Anyways, everyone at the competition
would really just see you as a joke,
so I'm really doing you both a favor.
Yeah, by destroying the confidence
of a girl with actual talent.
You're a real hero.
She'll thank me later. (LAUGHS)
Kyle!
It's not funny.
What is wrong with you?
MS. HALL: Sylvie! Principal's office, now!
Sorry, guys. You're great.
MARK: Hey babe, I'm home.
Well, guess what?
I still suck at bowling.
You know what they say, split happens.
(CHUCKLES)
Split happens!
-What is this? -RACHEL: Are you happy now?
Who did this?
The girls at school.
Well, when she wins
at the game of life-
I know about the competition.
Good, wow, that's great.
It's pretty cool, right? Huh?
No, it's not cool.
She's not doing it.
You want her to quit because some teen psychopath
with heinous layout skills says she should?
No, I don't want her to go out there
and get her heart broken.
No one is going to take her seriously.
I take her seriously.
You didn't see her today!
I see her every day!
I see her struggling
to make herself as small as physically possible
so she doesn't take up space,
when she is just so amazing just the way she is.
You don't get it! It is different for girls!
Lenore finally understands that.
The competition is off the table.
We will reapply again next year
after she's taken better care of herself.
We even signed up for a gym on the way home.
You really think that she loses weight
and everything is just going to be better?
Yes.
Rach, no.
If she hates herself now,
she's going to hate herself forever.
It doesn't matter how much she weighs.
-You don't know that. -Yes I do.
Look at you. Look at this.
All you see when you look in this mirror
is what you need to fix, and it breaks my heart.
Why do you feel like you need to change?
Listen.
I love you, and I'll always be here for you,
but I can't bear to see you treat our daughter
the way you treat yourself.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
(PHONE BUZZES)
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC CONTINUES)
(SCHOOL BELL RINGS)
Unit two, people.
There is not a pop quiz tomorrow.
Okay, bye.
Lenore, I had no idea, honey. I...
CHARLIE: Hey! Sorry, man, I gotta run.
-Hey! -Leave me alone.
God, you're fast.
-What, for a fat person? -What?
No, I swear, I didn't know Sylvie was going to do that.
Ms. Hall got her suspended and everything.
Good. It still sucked.
Are you crying?
No, I'm sweating.
Are you sure?
Yes, I'm not exactly a runner!
Okay, thank god. I'm crap with crying.
Sweating, I can handle.
So I had an idea about the competition photos.
Oh, I'm not doing the competition.
You didn't get in?
Okay, first of all, they're idiots.
-Second of all- -No, I'm still in the running.
The judges requested an editorial book or something.
But I'm not doing it.
You're quitting?
But your designs are amazing.
It's not just about the clothes.
Oh.
I know what it is.
It was my photos.
In my defense, no one photographs well
in fluorescent lighting, okay, but we can do so much better.
Look, I've been doing research on past winners.
You know, looking at their portfolios.
It looks amazing, and expensive.
No, it doesn't have to be.
See, you're looking at the low budget king
of scrappy photo shoots.
If they want editorial, we can give them editorial.
Please don't give up.
You deserve to have your work showcased
like a real designer, because you are one.
-Okay. -Yes!
Okay, I know a great spot by the lake.
Great.
I love water.
What?
I love water?
Shut up, shut up, shut up!
Silence is physically impossible for me.
You know that.
So, what are you going to wear on your date?
It's not a date, it's a photo shoot,
and he's just being nice.
Yeah, I bet that boy wants to be real nice to your face.
Stop!
It's just another photo shoot,
and I will wear what I always wear.
You're a designer, Lenore.
You can literally make any outfit you want.
But I don't deserve to wear them!
What size do you have to be to deserve to wear them?
10.
That's the size
of all those beautiful clothes in your closet?
They're for when I hit my goal weight.
Which is never going to happen.
I've tried to lose the weight.
I've been on diets since I was 11.
Nothing ever works, and I just...
I give up, get bigger.
I know that you're trying to make me feel better,
but just because you say that I'm fine the way that I am
doesn't mean I feel it.
I wasn't going to say that you're fine.
I was going to say that I love you just as you are.
Well, you shouldn't. Nobody should.
Why not?
Because my mom said that-
Listen to me, Lenore Miller.
You are a beautiful and talented and kind and loving girl.
But promise me something.
Make yourself something for Saturday
that's beautiful and that's actually your size.
Because you deserve to wear it.
Good.
(CHEERFUL MUSIC)
♪ We might be changing with the seasons, that's all right ♪
♪ As long as we keep dreaming, that's all right ♪
♪ Still, nothing will compare to ♪
♪ No, no, nothing will compare to ♪
♪ Back when we were young, we were young, we were young ♪
♪ Sitting close at the table ♪
♪ Wanting more but unable ♪
♪ I was in love with you ♪
-Look at you! -You don't have to-
Lenore, this isn't me blowing smoke
up that statement piece of a booty.
You look incredible.
Let's go. Let's go, let's go.
Go, go!
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
-What's going on here? -What?
Are you going to church or some kind of upscale funeral?
-No. -Then why are you covering up
your beautiful creation with this?
I always cover up my arms.
It's a sleeveless dress.
But I don't like my arms.
That's it, I declare the right to bare arms.
You're going to shoot Lenore for wearing a cardigan?
I'm talking about these bare arms.
They aren't meant to be covered up,
and who cares if they flap when I wave?
It's just an extra hello.
But what if other people think they're ugly?
Forget other people.
Trust me, Lenore.
If you like the way you look in your body,
no one else can bring you down.
Take it off! Yes!
-Okay. -A million times better!
Let's go, let's go, let's go.
Bro, where's my trailer?
Hair, makeup?
There's a public bathroom around the corner,
but I wouldn't risk it.
Huh, roughing it.
(ROMANTIC MUSIC)
You look...
I mean, your dress is really...
Purple.
Thanks.
It is.
Y'all deserve each other.
♪ I got a habit and I'm not giving up ♪
♪ I'm feeling classic and I can't get enough, can't get it ♪
♪ Push comes to shove you know you're pushing your luck ♪
♪ I'm feeling good, you know you can't make this up ♪
♪ Let's get it ♪
♪ Ooh la la la la, ooh la la la la ♪
♪ Ooh la la la la, it's too hot to touch ♪
One more like that.
One more photo, you and me.
Oh, but-
We don't have any photos together,
and I want to remember this moment with you.
Let's do it.
♪ Ooh la la la la, ooh la la la la ♪
♪ Ooh la la la la ♪
♪ I love it so much ♪
That's a wrap.
Cool, thank you guys.
Lenore, you want to look through the photos with me?
-Sure, yeah. -I want to see!
Okay, let's give the artistes some space,
and you and I can talk about how to read very clear signals.
I was hit in the face with a signal flare once!
Wow, everyone looks so good.
Because you're a great designer.
Thanks.
Seriously, it's like a superpower.
And it's way cooler than what I do.
Photography is cool.
I mean, my other hobby.
Which is?
Are you okay?
I'm part of a LARPing club.
LARPing? Live action role playing.
Oh, that's the thing where people run around
dressed like wizards and knights.
And warlocks and elves doing spells, yeah.
I've never seen you hang out
with those kids at school before.
I wish I was as confident as them.
A bunch of us hang out in the park
a couple towns over on weekends.
This is my cape.
Did you hot glue this?
Maybe.
No, no way.
You deserve a properly sewn cape.
-You don't have to do that. -I want to, as a thank you.
What are you doing?
Kissing you.
Why?
-Is this some kind of joke? -Why would it be a joke?
I should go.
-Hey. -Thanks for the pictures.
(DOOR CREAKING)
I'm going to need you to reschedule
your doll slumber party for tonight.
Why? Also, I'm not having a doll slumber party.
Because Kyle invited us a to a real party.
Wait, like Sylvie's Kyle?
Yeah, Sylvie's ex Kyle.
He broke up with her after all that flier crap
because somebody has taste.
Do you like him?
Only for like a very brief two years.
Plus our couple name, Kyla,
would be grossly cute.
Well, you should totally go.
But I think I'm just going to stay here tonight.
So, that photographer tried to kiss you, huh?
Charlie told you? Of course he told me.
He's scared of me, and he's worried that he freaked you out.
-Great. -KAYLA: Because he likes you.
He shouldn't.
Because he couldn't like someone who's fat?
No, I don't mean-
Fat isn't a bad word, Lenore.
Just in the mouths of people
who think it makes you less of a person.
See?
I don't know how you're so cool with it.
I wasn't always, especially not after the 6th grade
when I gained 30 pounds.
Dancers were not supposed to look like that.
You were a dancer?
I wasn't just a dancer.
I was the best.
Sylvie's mom ran the studio.
She was this former professional dancer,
and I wanted to be her so badly, and I could've been.
She said nobody else moved like me.
Sylvie hated me for it.
But after I gained the weight, it was awful.
Sylvie's mom said I was ruining my potential,
that dancers had to have discipline
when it came to their bodies.
But no matter what I did, I couldn't lose the weight.
I just felt so wrong in my own body.
So I quit.
LENORE: What happened after you quit?
Sat around, ate my feelings, got bigger.
You know the drill.
Yeah, I do.
My mom and grandmama didn't get it.
My mom always said that my hips were her gift to me.
But my dad...
He was heartbroken.
He was that embarrassing parent at the recitals
yelling, that's my girl!
He got sick when I was a freshman.
Pancreatic cancer, really bad.
I hardly went to class.
I just wanted to spend all my time with him before...
Even with all the treatments,
he never stopped pushing me to get back into the studio.
Then he was gone.
Kayla, I am so sorry.
Me too.
Because he knew that I didn't need
the perfect body to dance.
The only person saying that I couldn't
because of the way that I looked was me.
And I know that you do the same thing to yourself.
Lenore, I am powerful and worthy
just as I am,
and you are too.
-We're different. -How?
Because I hate myself.
Everything that I see is wrong and disgusting and huge,
and it's my fault.
I know that I can't change
the way that you feel about yourself,
but it breaks my heart to know that you can't give yourself
what you've given everyone else.
Free clothes?
Confidence.
Party's at nine if you change your mind.
(DOOR CREAKING)
(UPBEAT DANCE MUSIC)
(♪♪♪♪♪)
Excuse me, sorry.
Sorry.
♪ Out here in the cold ♪
You made it!
Everybody, clear a path!
My best friend has arrived!
The dolls kicked me out.
They're so fake.
So we think Diamond's in love.
Speaking of lovers, Charlie! Get my girl a drink.
On it.
She was saying how she wants to date me.
I don't know how you're going to come back from this, man.
Come back from what?
Your fat girl fetish thing.
I don't have a fat girl fetish. Kayla's incredible.
Incredibly large.
Look, I'm just the messenger,
but everybody's talking about it.
Kayla's hot.
I'll prove it to you.
(UPBEAT MUSIC CONTINUES)
Kyle wants to go upstairs.
So Codename Kyla is a go!
(♪♪♪♪♪)
(UPBEAT MUSIC CONTINUES)
BOTH: I'm sorry.
No, I'm sorry.
(BOTH CHUCKLES)
You want to dance?
I don't really dance.
Yeah, no, me neither.
Want to dance anyway?
Um...
-Yeah, okay. Let's do it. -All right.
(♪♪♪♪♪)
(UPBEAT MUSIC CONTINUES)
Hey, current queer icon.
(PHONE BUZZES)
I made the FIND semifinals.
We made the FIND semifinals!
(ALL CHEERING)
HONOR: Yes! I'm so excited for us!
I can't wait to tell Kayla!
Where the hell have you been?
Everyone has been talking about
how Kyle and Kayla went upstairs together!
I know, I know!
That's why I've been getting intel on Kayla.
And?
Did you know that Kayla is an Aries?
And that Marcy smells like magic?
It's not funny!
I have a present for you.
Aw. Give it to me!
Oh. You think that Lenore made her bra, too?
If that's what Kyle is into,
then everyone else should know it too.
(PHONES BEEPING)
What?
What is it?
(SOMBER MUSIC)
Kayla!
(BANGING THE DOOR)
Kayla!
Kayla! Kayla, are you in here?
-Kayla! -KYLE: Whoa!
KAYLA: Lenore!
Did you hear Kyle rip my zipper from all the way downstairs?
-Are you serious? -Jesus, it's just a zipper.
No, it's you sending a private photo of Kayla
to a hundred people.
-I sent it to one person. -Who sent it to everyone.
Why are we whispering?
I have to go.
(DOOR SLAMS)
God, what is going on?
Biology partners, Lenore, remember?
We don't keep secrets.
There's...
There's a photo going around.
I want to see.
Kayla, it's a photo of you.
Okay, come on, let's get you out of here.
Here.
Show me.
I don't--
Show me!
Why would Kyle do this?
(SOMBER MUSIC CONTINUES)
There you are, Kayla.
I should've warned you about Kyle.
He's not a big fan of heavy lifting.
Kayla!
Kayla, Kayla! Leave me alone.
♪ I sink my head back into the water ♪
♪ And watch the sunlight shine through ♪
♪ Suddenly I am not yours any longer ♪
♪ I am not yours any longer ♪
♪ Nothing ever feels like I thought it would feel like ♪
♪ Nothing ever feels like I thought it would feels like ♪
Can I help you?
(GRANDMAMA SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
Mama, she's not a Girl Scout.
What's wrong with Girl Scouts?
(GRANDMAMA SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
It's okay, it's okay.
I'm Lenore Miller.
I'm Kayla's friend from school.
The designer!
Kayla talks about you all the time.
I just came to check on her.
She hasn't been at school, so I'm a little worried.
You're very kind.
She's okay, but she's not up to seeing friends.
I understand.
Would you mind giving her this, please?
Of course.
Thank you, it was nice meeting you.
Wait, are you hungry?
KAYLA'S MOM: Thank you so much for checking in, Ms. Hall.
Yep, yep, she got the homework.
Mm-hm, mm-hm.
And the handmade card.
Yes, yes, I will let her know
that you look forward to her coming back to class soon.
Mm-hm, okay. Okay, bye.
That woman is a blessing.
This is really good.
Kayla's favorite.
I'm hoping the smell will lure her out of her room,
like in a cartoon.
Lenore?
I came to see if you were okay.
You two talk, and I won't be listening,
directly from around the corner.
And eat something, please.
So when are you coming back to school?
Never.
I can't go back there, not after...
Not after what happened.
Kayla, I am so sorry.
Stop apologizing.
-LENORE: I want to fix this. -You can't.
I mean, how am I supposed to face everyone
when I can't even look at myself?
But you always said that it didn't matter-
Forget what I said.
I was wrong and I was stupid,
and now I know better.
(DOORS CREAKING)
What is this sweater?
Sylvie, we need to talk.
Of course.
Everyone, quiet down.
Lenore has something big to say.
What you three did to Kayla at that party was awful.
Really?
I thought it was hilarious.
Kayla is confident and kind,
and she would do anything for her friends,
and the fact that you keep going after her
over and over and over can only mean
that you really hate yourself.
Excuse me?
You know, I think that you have been jealous of Kayla
for a really long time,
because she loves herself
just the way that she is,
and she loves her friends exactly as we are.
She doesn't try and change us or control us,
and we love her for that.
Kayla would never tear other people down
to make herself feel better.
And you don't have to, either.
Sylvie, it doesn't make you strong.
It just makes you lonely.
-Maybe she's right, Sylvie. -Shut up!
No.
I am tired of you telling me to shut up
and telling me what to eat.
Lenore doesn't do that with her friends.
Fine, then go be friends with Lenore and her freaks!
Lenore, will you make me a dress?
Very, very not secretly?
You all suck!
Stop looking at me.
What?
(DIAMOND SCREAMS)
My legacy!
(DOOR THUDS)
(PAPER RUSTLING)
-Dad! Dad! -MARK: What's wrong?
Absolutely nothing! Dad, Dad!
Dad, I got in! I got in!
You got in?
You got in, you got in!
Got into what?
I actually have the exact same question.
To FIND, the Fashion Institute's New Designer Showcase!
Whoa!
That's amazing, I knew you could do it!
I didn't, but it's real, it's real!
I'm one of only three designers chosen,
and I get to show my whole line.
You have a whole line?
Well, not yet, but I get to show eight looks,
and I have this whole collection planned in my head.
Oh my god.
That's a lot, are you sure that you're ready?
I mean...
-RACHEL: I'm just- -I know you're scared, Mom.
No, I...
This is-- this is right for me.
You don't have to come to the show if you're nervous.
Actually, it's probably better for me
if you don't come at all.
Dad can take me, right?
Well, we can discuss this, but of course.
I wouldn't miss it for the world.
Oh man, I feel like a pageant dad!
I have to tell Kayla.
I have to tell Kayla!
(DOORBELL RINGING)
Kayla! Kayla!
I told you, I'm not going back to school.
But you really can't miss this, Kayla.
Grandmama, Girl Scouts!
(GRANDMAMA SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
Open the door.
Fine, I'll talk and you listen,
which is honestly very weird for us.
Kayla, I am not your friend
just because you stand up for me.
I am your friend because you inspire me,
every single day.
KAYLA: Please.
LENORE: What happened at that party
would bring most people down, but not you.
Do you know how I know that?
Because you are strong.
You are brave.
You are worthy and loved exactly as you are.
There would be no Empire Waist without you, Kayla.
And if you hadn't encouraged me to apply to FINDS,
we wouldn't have gotten in.
Kayla, did you hear me?
We got in!
Of course we did. I told you we would.
I know.
I didn't believe you.
That's on you.
Well, then open the door so we can get started.
What if they laugh at me again?
What if I freeze, Lenore?
Then I will be there right beside you, no matter what.
And if you're worried about me leaving you hanging
in front of a crowd, I actually told Sylvie
that she hates herself in front of the whole school today.
What?
I can't do this without you, Kayla.
I won't do this without you.
I'm in.
We've got one month to do this thing.
Can you design a line in one month?
Kayla, I can do anything.
(CHEERFUL MUSIC)
♪ Gotta go, gotta go make history ♪
♪ Name's gonna be in the books you read ♪
♪ Living our truth never felt so free ♪
♪ Yeah, move like that ♪
♪ Show them who you are 'cause we're true like that ♪
♪ Yeah, groove like that ♪
♪ Show them who you are 'cause we're true like that ♪
♪ Yeah, move like that ♪
♪ Show them who you are 'cause we're true like that ♪
♪ Yeah, groove like that ♪
♪ Show them who you are 'cause we're true like that ♪
Lenore?
What?
I think we found our models.
I got friends!
So Marcy's shoulder to wrist is about 18 1/2.
♪ Here we go ♪
(♪♪♪♪♪)
♪ Give them more, give them more, all that you got ♪
♪ Strutting your stuff, got it on lock ♪
♪ Dreams so big they can't be stopped ♪
♪ Yeah, move like that ♪
♪ Show them who you are 'cause we're true like that ♪
♪ Yeah, groove like that ♪
♪ Show them who you are 'cause we're true like that ♪
♪ We're bigger, better, better than ever ♪
♪ We're bigger, better ♪
(♪♪♪♪♪)
(CHEERFUL MUSIC CONTINUES)
♪ Here we go ♪
♪ We're bigger, better, better than ever ♪
♪ We're bigger, better ♪
♪ 'Cause here we go ♪
All right, thank you all. See you tomorrow.
Bye, Lenore.
Bye.
Is it too late to stop by?
No, we just wrapped up our final fitting.
I just wanted to, you know,
come by and wish you good luck,
and give you this.
This is my lucky elven coin.
LENORE: Thank you.
Don't lose it.
Or lose it.
I mean, I don't care.
I care so much.
Oh, I have something for you, too.
-I made some improvements. -CHARLIE: What?
This is incredible, thank you!
Oh, here, let me.
I got this, I got this.
Here, let's get the full effect.
Got to get the full twirl.
Give it a spin, give it a spin.
-Thank you. -Of course.
Lenore, are you dating a wizard?
Dad, this is Charlie.
-Hi, Charlie. -And we're not dating.
Why not? You don't want to date my daughter?
I am going to die right here.
You cannot die right now.
You've got a big show tomorrow.
Sorry, Dumbledore's got to go.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
See you, yeah.
I would, though.
Like to date you.
Take you on a date, I mean.
I think that could be cool.
I'd like that.
Cool!
I'm going to go, because you've got a show.
When did I start rhyming?
A wizard and a poet.
Dad, I swear!
-Win win. -LENORE: Oh my god!
Hey, will you make me a cape?
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC CONTINUES)
Fun fact, I have a little history of aggressive driving,
so if I'm just going too fast, spritz me with this.
Hopefully I feel it through my blind rage and slow down.
-Good luck, sweetie. -Thanks, Mom.
-LENORE: See you. -Good luck.
Bye.
-MARK: Bye, honey. -Bye!
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC CONTINUES)
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
Tina, what does feel like to be amongst your kind?
Honestly?
Bad.
Okay, let's go.
(PHONE BUZZES)
LENORE: You okay?
Just taking care of a rat problem.
You ready?
Do I have a choice?
Absolutely not,
but it's about making you feel like there's an option.
ANNOUNCER: Everyone, please take your seats.
The show will begin shortly.
-Mr. Miller, over here. -Oh, hey.
Hey, saved you some seats. Oh, thanks so much.
That's all us.
You saved them with your capes.
MARK: We did. You own a lot of capes.
STACY: Hello, everybody.
Welcome, welcome.
So good to see all of you, hi.
Welcome, everybody.
I am Stacy London.
Welcome to the Fashion Institute's
New Designer Showcase,
a debut for tomorrow's fashion superstars.
(AUDIENCE CHEERING)
Okay, first up, we have Naomi Simpson
with her collection about waste renewal.
Don't talk trash, just wear it.
♪ 'Cause I'm too hot to handle ♪
♪ I'm too hot to handle ♪
♪ Oh, I'm too hot to handle ♪
That can't be comfortable.
Next up, we have astronaut turned designer
Costas Elias with his collection
he says is inspired by the stars.
(♪♪♪♪♪)
Got to admit, that's pretty good.
♪ All these rules were meant for breaking ♪
♪ Life is what you make it ♪
♪ So go ahead and take it and don't think twice ♪
STACY: There may be no sound in space,
but there's definitely style.
♪ Living my best life ♪
Wow.
♪ La la la, living my best life ♪
I would totally wear that.
STACY: Next up, we have Lenore Miller
and her collection, Empire Waist.
(AUDIENCE APPLAUDING)
You can do it, Diamond. You can do it.
Come on!
Is she okay?
I got this.
Diamond, who's Mommy's best girl?
I am.
Yes!
You made it.
She did it!
STACY: Now, Lenore says that her collection
is about celebrating bodies.
Aside from creating a great fit,
everyone who wears her clothes can feel powerful.
♪ I'm dressed to impress ♪
♪ I'm turning them heads ♪
♪ We got that finesse ♪
♪ 'Cause that's what we got going on ♪
♪ So fresh ♪
Couple goals!
♪ So fresh ♪
♪ Looking so fresh ♪
Just so elegant, it's like she's floating.
Tina! Woo!
♪ It's a party, are you going ♪
♪ I'm so fresh ♪
♪ You're so fresh ♪
♪ Welcome to the new dimension ♪
♪ Do I have your full attention ♪
♪ Meet me after your detention ♪
♪ 'Cause we got it, got it on lock ♪
♪ Make it pop pop like a lemon drop ♪
♪ No, we can't wait, 'cause we don't stop ♪
♪ It's a new wave coming in hot ♪
♪ 'Cause you know we got it on lock ♪
♪ We up on that new thing ♪
Woo, Empire Waist!
(♪♪♪♪♪)
Hey, baby!
♪ You're so fresh ♪
That's my daughter.
♪ Looking so fresh ♪
Yeah, Lenore!
♪ So fresh ♪
Wasn't that amazing?
Thank you guys so much, all of you, for coming.
Let's give it up for our three designers
and their exquisite collections.
Oh, thank god.
And the winner of the Fashion Institute
New Designer Showcase is...
Naomi Simpson for her collection on waste renewal.
I'm sorry, what?
Oh man, you're kidding me.
(GRANDMAMA SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
KAYLA: Lenore?
Are you okay?
That was awesome!
(LAUGHING) Oh my god!
Oh my god, you were all in my clothes!
They looked so...
And Kayla, Kayla!
You looked so beautiful in that final pose!
That was single-handedly
the greatest moment of my entire life!
Lenore Miller?
Yes, yes, yes, yes!
This is Lenore Miller, and she was robbed!
-Mom? Mom, calm down. -I will not calm down!
What you did out there was art!
That other one was, what, an ode to a Glad trash bag?
Like, literal garbage!
You were incredible!
-I am so proud of you. -LENORE: Thank you, Mom.
I can't believe I tried to stop you.
-I'm so sorry. -Sorry to interrupt, but-
Excuse me, I'm trying to have a moment
with my daughter, please.
I'd be careful if I were you.
She took out two security guards to get back here.
I'm a buyer from Color Contrasts,
and I love your designs.
I'm interested in buying
a few pieces from Lenore's collection.
Well, you'd have to talk to our manager first.
Who's your manager?
It's you.
Well, Empire Waist already has a few offers,
but we'd be happy to hear yours.
And you, I'll be watching out for your modeling career.
Let's go talk contracts, shall we?
She's so sexy when she negotiates.
She wants to buy my clothes!
She said I was a model!
-You are a model! -I know. But she said it!
(CHEERING)
I always knew you were going to be a success,
from the moment I discovered you.
You were looking for snacks in my closet.
And recognized a star.
LENORE: If you could have any superpower in the world,
what would it be?
(GRUNTING)
LENORE: Flight?
Super strength?
-I can't believe it! -Oh my god!
That was incredible! You were amazing!
-I was? -Always be closing.
That's you!
My babies' lives are changed forever!
LENORE: Well, I already have my superpower.
It's me.
(CHEERFUL MUSIC)
♪ Well, I got you baby, I got you ♪
♪ I'm not letting anybody knock you ♪
♪ You are beautiful babe, you were perfectly made ♪
♪ And nothing in this world could ever stop you ♪
♪ It's been a long time coming ♪
♪ I should have known years ago ♪
♪ But I'm finally onto something ♪
♪ And I just want you to know ♪
♪ I got you, baby, I got you ♪
♪ And I'm not letting anybody knock you ♪
♪ You are beautiful, babe, you were perfectly made ♪
♪ Nothing in this world could ever stop you ♪
♪ Yeah, I got you, darling, I got you ♪
♪ And it don't matter what they think,'cause they're not you ♪
♪ They can say what they want, they can talk, talk, talk ♪
♪ Nothing in this world could ever stop you ♪
♪ About time someone had your back ♪
♪ About time you were loved like that ♪
♪ About time someone had your back ♪
♪ About time you were loved like that ♪
♪ About time someone had your back ♪
♪ About time you were loved like that ♪
♪ About time someone had your back ♪
♪ About time you were loved like that ♪
♪ I know you haven't heard from me ♪
♪ I'm really very quiet ♪
♪ You'll find me in the lab, you see ♪
♪ Not leading school-wide riots ♪
♪ But Grandmama, she seems to think ♪
♪ The shy ones are suspect ♪
♪ So here I am to clear the air ♪
♪ And explain that she's correct ♪
♪ Well, you wouldn't run with scissors ♪
♪ Stare directly at the sun ♪
♪ You should never, ever trust the quiet ones ♪
Did y'all hear that?
-No. -Weird.
♪ The quiet population is a group to keep your eye on ♪
♪ They move about the world ♪
♪ Without your notice like a python ♪
♪ Though you may be thinking that this problem is fictitious♪
♪ Grandmama would say that the silent are malicious ♪
♪ Oh, you wouldn't play with matches ♪
♪ Plug light sockets with your thumb ♪
♪ And you should never, ever trust the quiet ones ♪
♪ No way ♪
♪ No how ♪
♪ Only trust ♪
♪ The loud ♪
♪ When it comes to the soft spoken ♪
♪ Bet your trust will soon be broken ♪
♪ 'Cause those who are loquacious ♪
♪ Don't hide bodies in their basements ♪
♪ Well, you wouldn't touch a hot stove ♪
♪ Wear red to opera ♪
♪ And you should never, ever trust the quiet ones ♪
♪ You should never, never ♪
♪ Really never, ever, ever trust ♪
♪ The quiet ones ♪
♪ Avoid the silent fellows ♪
♪ Did I mention I'm a Girl Scout ♪
♪ Never trust the quiet ones, shh ♪
(GRANDMAMA SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
♪ Well, I got you, baby, I got you ♪
♪ And I'm not letting anybody knock you ♪
♪ You are beautiful, babe, you were perfectly made ♪
♪ And nothing in this world could ever stop you ♪
♪ Long nights of loneliness are over ♪
♪ Dark days of doubting who you are ♪
♪ You fall apart, I'll pull you closer ♪
♪ 'Cause you are a brilliant star ♪
♪ I got you, darling, I got you ♪
♪ And I'm not letting anybody knock you ♪
♪ You are beautiful, babe, you were perfectly made ♪
♪ And nothing in this world could ever stop you ♪
♪ Yeah, I got you, darling, I got you ♪
♪ And I'm not letting anybody knock you ♪
♪ Let them say what they want, let them talk, talk, talk ♪
♪ But it don't really matter, 'cause they're not you ♪
♪ About time someone had your back ♪
♪ About time you were loved like that ♪
♪ About time someone had your back ♪
♪ About time you were loved like, whoa ♪
♪ I got, darling, I got you ♪
♪ And I'm not letting anybody knock you ♪
♪ You are beautiful, babe, you were perfectly made ♪
♪ And nothing in this world could ever stop you ♪
♪ Yeah, I got you, darling, I got you ♪
♪ And I'm not letting anybody knock you ♪
♪ Let them say what they want, let them talk, talk, talk ♪
♪ But it don't really matter, 'cause they're not you ♪
♪ About time someone had your back ♪
♪ About time you were loved like that ♪