[sobbing]
[Rolph reading] "It's not that I don't care for you, Frank.
It's that I don't want to care for you forever.
A baby is forever.
Well, they don't stay babies forever. They grow.
They grow into adults who make cowardly decisions
like the one I'm making now.
I'm sorry for that, but ultimately,
I'm not sorry.
Portia. PS--"
-Don't read that part again, please. -Read it again.
"I left you all my dildos.
-Remember to wash them after using them. -[sobs]
Really, I mean it.
-Wash them." -[mouthing]
[sniffles]
-[kisses] -Okay.
-Again. -Frank, Rolph doesn't work for me anymore.
We're gonna find somebody who's a better fit, but right now,
he can do whatever he wants.
[quietly] Thank you.
-"Dear Frankalicious--" -Damn it, Rolph!
I'm sorry, Frank.
What do I even do now?
She was my whole world.
Or at least my whole tri-state area.
You still have your job.
Whatever.
[scoffs] You make the most tips of anybody in that whole bar.
That's just 'cause I let them touch my dick.
Look at you, an innovator.
Steve Hand Jobs.
[chuckles]
[laughs]
There's that smile, okay?
[chuckles] Steve Hand Jobs.
-What about you? -Hmm?
What are you gonna do?
About Josh?
I think that ship sank the way it was supposed to.
About Tiff?
I…
I don't know.
Uh, Master Carter-- Excuse me. Master Pete.
Just Pete is fine.
Pete…
uh, your meeting is in an hour.
I’m not giving you that information as a servant
but as a friend who knows your whole schedule, FYI.
[Pete] Thanks, Rolphie.
What's the meeting?
A talent agent saw my stand-up.
-Oh, my God. -What?
You're fucking famous!
-Dude, that's incredible! -Yeah.
No, I'm not--
Pete. Pete. Pete.
[both chanting]
Pete! Pete! Pete! Pete!
-Guys, it's-- -Pete! Pete! Pete! Pete!
[chanting continues]
Good morning. Good morning. In the news this morning…
Shh. Keep sleeping. I have a meeting with Mistress Mira.
Oh, well, I'm up. I'll make you breakfast.
No, it's okay.
Here, let me help you.
All right.
[grunts]
-You got it? -Mm-hmm.
Okay.
Um…
I love you.
Am I on Candid Camera?
You know how I knew?
You hurt me.
I haven't let myself get hurt by anybody in a long time.
Well, except for Pete.
Don't ruin the moment, jerk.
It's okay to be hurt.
You love me.
Yeah, unfortunately.
Will you write it on my cast?
It's perfect.
All right. I have to go to the dungeon.
Maybe I could show you around sometime?
Only if you want to.
No. I have to go.
-Bye. -Bye.
So, she has got my hands around her neck.
I am strangling her.
Is this assault?
And then she's like,
"I want you to spit on me."
And I'm like, "Spit?"
[laughing] I mean, I'm down for anything, man. I've been to Vegas, okay?
But this is crazy!
-So, you know what I do? -Uh, what?
I fake spit.
Like, stage spit.
[spitting noise]
[chuckles]
That's fun.
I'm sorry, you probably hear crazy sex stories like this all the time.
It's your job.
Uh, well…
[cell phone vibrating]
So, tell me more, Carter, about you.
Well, actually, it's Pete, first off.
Uh, Carter is--
Was kind of a--
Stage name. Totally get it.
I started out as the assistant for Whoopi Goldberg's manager,
so… love it.
Oh. [chuckles]
So, let's get down to it.
I wanna sign you.
I love the look,
the vibe, the lifestyle, the leather.
I love it all. And this set is killer.
It could have been on late-night TV yesterday.
But actually, in the very near future.
-What? -[laughing] Spit it out, Martin!
Spit! Callback!
-Oh! [fake laughing] -[Martin laughing]
I want you to meet the people over at The Latest Show.
They're gonna love you,
and with this whole dominatrix dad routine,
you are going to light this nation up.
You want me to do that set on The Latest Show?
[quietly] Yeah.
"And now,
introducing for the first time ever on national TV,
-Master Carter." -[cell phone vibrating]
Yeah.
No, I'm not at the trial.
I'm at the office.
[indistinct chatter]
Do you know what's going on here?
Sweet Charlotte wouldn't tell me, but she said it's not good.
-Great. -All right, ladies.
Thank you for coming on such short notice.
I won't waste your time.
As some of you may have heard, our lease is up in the space,
and after years of fighting the landlord
for the right to be here, he is finally pushing us out.
This is not uncommon,
and it will keep happening until somebody does something about it.
And that person will not be me.
I've decided to go out on my own.
I've realized that the stress of running a dungeon
and fostering young talent,
such as yourselves, has taken its toll
on my finances,
on my family, on me.
-But, mistress, we have-- -I have made my decision.
This is where I stand.
And while I know some of you may be disappointed in me,
I hope you can take what I've taught you
and use it to shine a light on the craft
of what we do because it is just that.
A craft.
[inhales] We have until the end of the month.
-Mistress Mira-- -We have nowhere else to go right now.
This is a business,
but it's also a sisterhood.
So, what you can do is this.
Start your own dungeon.
Refer your clients to each other for their specific needs.
Support the community by supporting each other.
No one said this is gonna be easy.
But just because a dominatrix's life can be hard
doesn't mean you have to be.
[sobs]
[Tiff] Hey.
Um…
Thought you might need this back.
Uh, small confession.
I used it for a hospital bill and a flight to London.
Going international?
It was for a friend in need.
Accountability.
Good girl.
I'm not going back to grad school.
I decided that this is normal.
Normal enough for me, anyway.
I just…
I thought I would be doing it with you.
I'm not dying, I'm just…
rearranging my priorities.
You get why I have to do this, right?
What? Abandon me?
Just kidding, I do that shit to people all the time, remember?
I see something in you, May.
Something good.
Something right.
I just hope you're starting to see it in yourself.
I am.
-God, Mira, you've been like a mo-- -Don't you dare say "mother."
I got kids of my own, and they're millennia younger than you.
You can get your own damn mom or call the one you got.
What am I gonna do without you?
Those girls out there need a friend.
Yeah. They don't like me very much.
They don't know you.
-[door opening] -Melissa, you ready?
Sorry, I thought you were alone.
No, it's okay. This is Keith, my husband.
May. Moji.
It's nice to meet you. I've heard so much about you.
Aw. Did you hear that, Moji?
She says she never mentions us.
That's enough out of you, mister.
Let's go. Let's go.
-It's nice to meet you. -You too.
Bye, Melissa.
That's Mira to you.
[door closes]
[Pete] Hey.
What do you want?
To talk.
Last night, um…
there was an agent at the show.
And he…
asked me if…
I would potentially ever be interested in being on a late show
or The Late Show
or "a" slash "the" Late, Late, Late Show
or whatever the fuck they call them now.
As Pete or as Carter?
I came here to ask you for your permission
to do that material again.
I thought you were coming here to apologize.
It's my story too.
Then do whatever you want, Pete.
Is that a yes?
A verbal yes?
Hmm?
No.
You didn't come here for my consent. You came here for my approval.
And you have neither.
You know, at the beginning, you didn't have my consent.
You just did what you wanted.
I'm not doing that.
Then put yourself first, Pete.
Isn't that what you wanted all along?
You don't need my permission to do that.
You know, when we first came here,
Mistress Mira asked…
why you had brought me.
You didn't answer.
Yeah, I… I didn't have one.
Do you have one now?
Yeah.
You used to make me feel safe.
That's funny.
Because you used to make me feel dangerous.
I can't explain why I love you.
And I can't explain why I've always cared.
But I think I can finally explain why I have to stop.
I don't want to be owned anymore.
So…
it's my turn to leave you.
Goodbye, Mistress May.
Goodbye, Carter.
-Hi. -Hey.
So, we have an idea.
Okay.
We're thinking maybe we'll all get together…
Here we go.
Thank you.
[cell phone vibrating]
Hey, Rolphie.
Yes, I know I have a meeting.
You don't have to do this any--
Yeah, I'll be there.
[sobbing]
[toilet flushing]
Hey.
Unfortunately.
Have a good day at school.
[laughter]
Do the-- Do the whip it. The whip it. The whip it! The whip it!
-[imitates whip crack] -[all laughing]
Nothing like this out there!
Tot-- I mean, this stuff is just ready to go viral.
That was great.
You nailed it in there, man. What are you gonna do to celebrate?
Get wasted with the dom friends?
Hey, come… come see the stage.
Come on.
How cool is this?
That's where you're gonna stand, right over there.
[line ringing]
-[woman] Hello? -Mom?
It's Tiffany.
[upbeat instrumental music playing] ht over there.