[children yelling]
[tense music plays]
[tapping keys]
[rap music plays]
♪ I step in ♪
♪ No conscience ♪
♪ Regular, regular Regular, regular, regular ♪
♪ Oh, one for Japan, one for your man ♪
♪ I do what I want with no conscience ♪
♪ Name on my neck and I'm ballin' ♪
♪ Minding my business as always ♪
♪ People don't get that I'm awesome Talking they want me to fail ♪
♪ Aim to visit-- ♪
-No! -[whistle blows]
You a ball hog.
Dominique, it's time to break these bad habits.
I'm trying, but Wendi is all over me. What do you want me to do?
[all] Pass the ball!
Yeah. Yeah, I know.
Coach, I gotta go to the bathroom. Can I?
Go! We're done for the day.
[coach] All right, ladies, bring it in.
[door opens]
[indistinct chattering]
[girl 1] What? Check out the display.
OK, what are you peddling, girl?
Y'all know Dom's skills are legit, but I'm telling you,
you need this shit.
It's magic, and it's cheap.
I ain't paying five dollars for a product I ain't never tried.
-But you'll pay $32 for Miss Jessie's? -[Dom] Mm!
[Tor] Hey, Dominique Pierre,
tell me about your products, girl.
Dry-ass tresses got you tight?
-[girl 1] Mm. -[Dom] That winter air your kryptonite?
Try my Designs by Dom all-natural hair cream,
and, baby…
[girls] Ooh!
…it'll leave you soft…
-Ooh. -[girl 2] Hey.
-…and healthy… -Oh!
-[girl 2] Damn. -…and moist…
-[Tor] I hate the word "moist." -…in no time.
Designs by Dom, people!
You can order yours right here.
DM your girl!
-[girl 1] All right. I'mma try it. -[Dom] All right!
-Nice! Who else? -[girl 3] Is it organic?
It's all-natural.
No, are the ingredients organic?
[snickering]
[Sonia] Jordan, I love how you're like,
"Y'all better support Black-owned businesses,"
but now you not sure.
It's just my shit's sensitive.
-[Tamika] Sensitive -[Jordan] That's all!
[Sonia] "Sensitive"!
I'mma buy one, whatever.
-[girls laugh] -Damn right!
[coach] Ladies… -[girls] Oh!
[coach] You can't be sellin' at school.
What is goin' on, Dom?
-It's after school. I didn't-- -You can't be doin' this.
OK, I'll…
-[Sonia] Coach, she was just… -[coach] Mm!
Yeah, it's just a small side business.
[mouths inaudibly]
I will take two, please.
-[girl 1] Yeah, you will. -[girls giggle]
It's on the house, OK?
Absolutely not.
I respect your entrepreneurial hustle, Dom.
Just not again with this in here. All right?
I know. OK.
-[Tor] Whew! -[coach] Tomorrow, girls.
[girls] Yes, Coach.
Thanks, Dom.
I also do hair, Coach.
I do everything:
braids, wigs, natural styles.
I do color too. I could work those grays for you.
Not that you're not rockin' the grays though.
-You know, silver is everything. -Don't push it.
[Tor] Gotcha, Coach.
So, Dommo,
this is $40, just from this.
-[Dom] Word. -You're good.
[chuckling]
[all] Eh, eh, eh, ooh!
[slow exhaling]
[coughing]
I'm, like, freaking out.
[Omar] No, no, no. Don't.
It's just like a mellow feeling, I promise.
-No, not about this. -[Omar] Oh.
But can you smell me?
No.
I told you it doesn't smell.
It's just… it's just vapor. We don't really need to be hiding in here.
[Leila] Yes, we do. Double door protection.
-Do you look like your mom or your dad? -[inhaling]
[Omar] I don't know.
My mom, I think, but…
I'm half-Pakistani and half-Danish,
so I don't think I look like either of them actually.
[Leila] Yeah, well…
I'm adopted, so I don't really look like anyone.
You know, I'm random.
[Omar] Oh my God.
I'm so fucking random. Like…
how am I a hybrid of these two radically different histories?
[Leila] Yeah.
So, I don't fit either way, right?
It's like, I speak Urdu,
but that entire side of my family treats me like I'm fucking white.
-Well, you are. -[inhaling]
Kinda.
You know, there's this photo of me and my parents.
And we're, like, in this orphanage, right? And they're, like,
holding me, all excited, and it's so sweet, you know?
But then, in the background, there's, like, other babies.
And, like, all these identical little cribs.
-[chuckling] -[Omar] Yeah, and?
You know, like, they picked me.
Like, they picked me like I… like I was like a kitten or something.
Like in a shelter. I mean, 'cause I was.
[chuckles]
Oh…
You know what you should do? 23andMe.
It'll probably tell you so much shit about yourself.
Are you feeling it yet, by the way?
Yeah, I think so.
Do you think those guys actually raped Joey Del Marco?
Yeah.
-But you don't know that. -[Omar] I know, but she said they did.
-[Leila] They're saying they didn't. -Yeah.
They have more reason to lie, I guess.
But you don't know them, and she acts so fucking…
[Omar] That doesn't matter.
But it does. Maybe they didn't know--
"Her body was a wet water village,
and they fucking destroyed it."
It's… from The Vagina Monologues.
Meera told us to read it as prep for the play.
[chuckles]
Oh my God.
[chuckling] Oh my God! Oh my God.
You are the only guy who could ever quote The Vagina Monologues.
You're a freak show.
No, I like that so much.
I like that you like it.
[chuckles]
Yeah. "They...
They destroyed...
her wet water village."
And you know that guy George Wright?
One of the guys who she's saying, like…
Nothing.
Never mind.
Um…
No, I feel weird that I don't know if I believe her.
You know, I don't like her.
Do you ever wish you were religious?
Like…
I'm Muslim, but that feels really strict to me.
And I'm also Catholic, but they're rapists, so…
Rachel goes to temple,
and her rabbi is this really cool, feminist woman.
[Omar] Yeah.
Like that. I… I… I think it'd be amazing to have that.
Like…
a place to go, like…
therapy or, like…
camp, but less obnoxious or elitist, and...
you could talk, and…
that person's not in your social world, like…
I… I love being high.
Like…
I can… I can say anything.
And…
I can tell you that I kinda really…
[Leila] Yeah.
I really need a person like that.
Can I have more?
Yeah.
-Definitely. -[inhaling]
[Omar] Do you like it?
[chuckles, coughs]
I don't know what I like.
You know, I used to like High School Musical,
and now I hate it.
So…
who am I?
-[boy claps] -Shit!
[beeping]
-[Sid] Dick. -[chuckles]
What'd it say?
Uh. It said you were startled.
You responded almost an entire second after the sound alerted you.
Is that normal?
No.
No. It means you're disturbed.
Yeah, it's normal. It takes time for your body to process the stimulus.
Although a second delay seems a little long.
[machine beeps]
Ms. Arnoux says people who have strong intuition can actually…
react before the stimulation even occurs.
Like they're psychic?
No, they're intuitive.
They've honed their intuition to help guide them in decision-making
-or to best prepare for situations… -[Sid] Anticipation.
Anticipation can mess with you. You'll…
-blow your load too early. -Not the same thing.
[tapping keys]
Wait. Test me again.
I wanna see if I can intuit the stimulation and respond accordingly,
or if I can anticipate the stimulation.
All right.
I'll document.
Lie on the floor. Or on your bed, or whatever.
[Sid exhales]
[Victor] Close your eyes.
Relax.
The key…
is not trying to anticipate what's going to happen,
but react naturally.
I got you.
Let's go.
[chuckles] Bro, me being in your room is already a stimulus.
You could have intuited what I was about to do,
but you're already responding to…
[Sid gasps]
[machine beeps]
Uh…
Should I make a note of that?
Like, the objective of the exercise is compromised
by the lack of a control environment.
She knows that, but, yeah, let's just account for it.
Say your body is more relaxed because you're in your room…
-Got it. -Yeah.
Uh…
[chuckles]
She's so fucking great.
Yeah, she's dope.
We were taking, like, a break for a minute, you know, but…
now we're…
[Victor] Nice.
I'll take over being the test subject.
Cool.
[Victor] It says we're moving on to verbal stimuli,
measuring responses to language or information told to us.
-[Sid] Like jokes or swear words, or… -Yeah.
Uh… "Describe a time in which the words you heard or said
stimulated a physical response."
I don't fuckin' know.
[Victor] When I came out to my dad as bi,
he did this… [chuckles]
…this very rapid blinking thing.
Like… Like this. [chuckles]
-OK. You want me to write that down, or… -Yeah. That's fine. I'm out at school.
[tapping keys]
[Victor] It was honestly much easier at school than at home.
And… [chuckles]
And honestly, there's really no disguising myself as totally straight, you know?
OK.
Let me think of something I can say to you.
I just want you to make me feel beautiful.
You're already beautiful. I'm just finessing you out.
[woman scoffs]
[Tristian] Ha!
[Tristian and boy play fight]
-What else can I do? -[phone buzzes]
-[Tristian grunts] -Hold up my phone for me.
[play fighting continues]
[Dom] OK.
Sorry.
OK. I need you to respond, "Yes. Sunday afternoon." Can you do that?
[grunting in background]
[woman] How do you get her to do all this?
-I told her she was my assistant. -[chuckles]
[knocking on door]
Who the heck is that? Can I get it?
Look, I hope you don't mind, but my friend is stopping by real quick.
We have a big test, but I wanted to fit you in.
I'm just gonna multitask.
It's not gonna affect me braiding your hair.
Why didn't you tell me this when I texted you to schedule the time?
[scoffs] I don't wanna sit here for hours listening to a study session.
-[knocking on door] -I could offer you a $25 discount.
A'ight.
OK. Go.
[Tamika] Hey, mama, how are you?
How was school today?
Dommo, I got you some fries and a little something else.
[John] Yo.
I'm crashing this party. [chuckles]
-[Odette] Who are you? -I'm John.
[John] Are you Odette? Your auntie tells me you're awesome.
[boys grunting]
I'm John.
Dom's friend.
-Wanda. -I'm Tamika.
And we need Dom's genius.
Can I get some water or something?
I can get that for you.
[clattering]
I'm so sorry.
You can just leave that. Odie…
[Odette] This always happens.
Yeah. The cups are in the cabinet to the left of the stove.
Odette, mami, come here.
Look, you have fries right there in the bag.
-[Wanda] Simon! -Tristian.
I told you. You're gonna hurt yourself. And you're gonna hurt Simon.
Come on.
[John] Yo, yo, yo! A'ight. A'ight.
Does either one of you know how to do a real push-up?
'Cause I don't. My coach has been on my butt
about learning how to do them.
[mouths] That's your baby daddy.
-[Tristian] I know how. -[Simon] Yeah. I know too.
-[Odette] I know how too. -[John] Let me see it then. Hit it.
You could've texted me. He's never been here before.
-I would've cleaned up. -[Tamika] He doesn't care.
I fucking care.
OK.
[John] You got it? Yeah.
OK, but look at him.
Yo, does he seem like he's judging you right now?
[John chuckles]
-All right, yo, come on. -[Dom] Why don't you go play in your room?
[Tamika] So let's start with the practice questions.
[John] Find the derivative of F of X equals X squared over 3X minus one.
OK, so that's the quotient rule.
So first, we have to multiply
-3X minus 1 by 2X... -[phone buzzes]
Mika, read me what's on my phone real quick.
Mm-hmm.
[TV plays in background]
Um…
"Hey, me and my friends go to St. Lawrence,
and three of us wanna get our hair done, and we have the day off tomorrow…"
Yo, private school kids never fucking go to school.
-[Tamika chuckles] -[John] Facts.
[Tamika] Um…
"Any chance you can come to Brooklyn Heights?"
Yo.
Three heads.
That's at least $300 dollars in one day.
We have the game against Stuy that day.
-It's not like y'all need me. -We all need you, baby.
[Tamika] OK, you want me to text them?
I'll be right back.
I'll do it. I've gotta pee anyway.
[hip-hop music plays]
[knocking on door]
-[John] You mad we're here? -No.
-It's fine. -[John] We should just leave.
-I don't wanna be fucking you up. -You're not.
It's just…
my place is a mess. I didn't know you'd be--
[John] So what?
-Hey. -OK.
It looks good.
You…
look damn good.
All working hard and glowing and shit.
-It's sweat. -[chuckles]
[John] Yeah, but I like it.
[kisses]
[romantic music plays]
So, where's your bedroom?
[chuckles]
Wow!
Girl, please.
I'm playin' witchu.
You think I wanna have sex witchu? [laughs]
You're crazy. [chuckles]
I'm not ready.
Don't pressure me.
[snickers]
[Rebecca] Should I skip my morning meeting?
Or why don't you come with me?
Well, what are you gonna do, babe?
Nothing. [chuckles]
What about trying a dance class?
Are you fucking serious?
-[Rebecca] OK. OK! -No.
I'm not gonna take a dance class.
[Rebecca] Joey.
[Joey sighs]
Mom.
I'm OK.
OK, just go.
OK? Don't be late. You've already missed so much work.
OK?
[Rebecca] OK, listen.
I have my cell phone on, and you call me if you need me.
OK.
[Rebecca] Promise?
[Joey] Bye.
[door opens, closes]
[grunts]
[groans]
♪ Gone for the week, don't bother ♪
♪ Till pigs fly, shit, keep on callin' ♪
♪ I've been working for me, not sorry ♪
♪ Next time that we speak, I'll be calm ♪
♪ Next time that I go in, I'm all in ♪
♪ Why you so close but you feel so far? ♪
♪ You look like the moon in the morning ♪
♪ Jaded, faded, almost gone ♪
♪ Resting while I'm inside your presence ♪
[teacher] Jay. Come on in.
How you doin'?
Fine.
So… [opens drawer]
…I got some news.
[Jay] Is this about All-State?
I didn't get in.
[teacher] No.
But you were named an alternate, and that's a major accomplishment, Jay.
Owen got in.
That's amazing actually. For real?
Yeah, but he's not gonna be able to accept the offer.
W… What you mean? Why?
[teacher] Because of his suspension.
He's not gonna be back at school by the time of the All-State performance.
Are you serious? So, you're telling me he's gonna miss this too?
Yeah, unfortunately.
[teacher] Wait a minute. Jayson, listen.
Here's the thing.
I called some of the All-State coordinators,
and I explained Owen's situation.
And I also told them that we actually have
another Grand Army student who's already on the alternate list.
They're willing to offer you Owen's spot.
It's a great opportunity. I think you should take it.
[sighs] I… I don't know.
[teacher] They need to fill the spot.
They'll be happy to put somebody else in it.
If you wanna call your parents, maybe, or talk to them, do it.
You can't change what's happened.
[coach] Yeah, bring it all the way down.
And release.
Right.
-[chuckling] Don't forget to breathe. -Coach.
Ms. Pierre. How can I help you?
And why are you not in class?
It's my free.
I need to talk to you about the game today.
Right. Uh… I need you at the bus at 4:15 on the dot.
And we'll be back by 9:30.
OK.
Uh…
I actually just needed to tell you
that I have to miss today's game, unfortunately.
This team is not à la carte, Dom.
You can't participate when it's convenient for you.
You've left practices early. You've done this how many times?
My sister fell.
And it's just made things, like, a bit challenging.
It's not that I'm not committed.
Yes, it is. You're not committed, exactly.
And I hear you. Life can be a lot.
So we have to make choices.
You can't be everywhere, and it's not OK to leave people hanging.
Then I think I need a break from the team.
I should quit.
Learning how to prioritize can be tough.
But this is how it goes.
I just want you to think about staying focused
on all of the things that are gonna push you forward.
Not hold you back.
-[Dom] I know. -And if this pushes you forward,
I support you.
It does for now. So…
[coach] OK.
Well, it sounds like you have a plan.
Now go make good use of your free time.
[Dom] But I have a note.
I understand that, but we've implemented new security measures.
A parent or guardian needs to sign you out.
That's ridiculous! My mom works!
Fine.
This is really unbelievable.
It's an emergency, and you're trapping me here.
Honestly,
I got plenty of stuff I need protection from,
and not one of them is what will happen if I step out that door right now.
Just so we're clear.
Please!
Is there really nothing you can do?
You don't wanna do that.
[pop music plays]
♪ From a black widow's reckoning ♪
♪ Your fortuitous spine ♪
♪ Opened up like a marionette ♪
♪ Danced a whimsical pride ♪
♪ Lend a hand to the silver blade ♪
♪ Stir your gut till it pours ♪
-♪ Fill our cups with profanity ♪ -[coughing]
♪ Till the earth is stained orange ♪
♪ How my tongue dried into the dust ♪
♪ How my skin willed a lie ♪
♪ Drill a hole in the field ♪
♪ Just the size of my thighs ♪
♪ Feel as lonely as I do ♪
[breathing heavily]
♪ Feel as lonely as I do ♪
♪ As I do ♪
Hi.
-[distant coughing] -[kissing]
[Sid] You're gonna come later, right?
-Do you really want me there? -Yeah.
-I need you to come. -Then…
Yeah.
You got this.
You know that, right?
[Sid] I'm missing the guys I need.
You don't wanna be swimming with them anyways.
[Sid] Yeah.
[sighs] It's just a big deal to have the scouts there.
I know.
Harvard is less than two hours away from Brown,
even with the traffic.
And…
-there's a $20 bus. -Oh yeah?
You expect me to take the bus up to you?
No.
I'll come to you.
Every weekend, if you want. Whenever.
Even if I get into Wesleyan or Bowdoin, there are buses from those schools too.
OK.
What?
So first, I'm too much for you to handle.
And…
now we're doing this again and staying together throughout college,
and you wanna come visit me whenever I want.
I'm a fucking idiot.
That's what that was. I told you.
I miss you.
[Flora] Clearly.
[Sid chuckles]
[recording] Dreams are lovely,
but dreams do not come true just because you dream them.
It's hard work that makes things happen.
-It's hard work that creates change, so… -[door opens]
Are you Dominique?
-Yeah. -Hey, I'm Kaila. Come on in.
…and be a doer, not a dreamer.
[girls chuckling]
[girl 1] …got fired.
[girl 2] Oh…
That's terrible.
[girl 1 snickers] Yeah.
[girl 2] That looks good.
[girl 2] Yeah, I could probably eat all of it.
[indistinct chattering]
[Kaila] It's my specialty.
[girls chuckle]
-This is Vie. -Hey.
-And that's Gemma. -Hey.
[Kaila] I wasn't sure what you needed, so I left this area open.
Yeah, this is perfect.
Thanks.
You said there would be three.
Oh…
-I actually bought supplies for this. -I know.
I'm sorry, Jordan was supposed to be here, but she couldn't make it.
So it's just gonna be the two of us, if that's OK.
I'm all the way here, so…
OK.
Yeah, I'm just gonna assume there's nothing you can do for me, right?
[giggling]
-No. Not at all. -Do you want a drink?
I have LaCroix…
-Hit me up with a LaCroix, K. -[Kaila] Mm.
Yeah, I'll have one.
So you go to GA, right?
-[Dom] Yeah. -That's nuts.
-Oh yeah? -[Gemma] Fuck yeah.
You took the SHSATs, right?
-You must've killed that shit. -I did all right.
-Your school's insanely competitive. -I guess. Isn't yours?
[snickers] Yo, we don't even have grades. Everyone is still on fucking Lexapro.
It's ridiculous.
Ooh, I did not tell you guys.
My therapist said I was right to confront my dad
about his thing with my tampons.
-[chuckles] -[Vie] Her dad has issues.
He makes their housekeeper set up these little, mini trash cans
in all of the bathrooms for Kaila's used tampons.
Like they do in public bathrooms in restaurants.
My very own "feminine hygiene" receptacles.
I told him he's a fucking misogynist.
Maybe you could've asked him why your period made him uncomfortable.
And explain that the mini trash cans make you feel ashamed
about something that's totally natural.
Yeah.
You're right. I like that. That's fucking genius.
Can you just, um, say that again so I can record you?
[giggles]
Do you all see therapists?
Yeah, but only for, like, a month, after my mom died.
Oh… Sorry.
It's fine. I was, like, 12, so it was a while ago.
I wanna be a psychologist. That's why I was asking.
But I've never been to one.
[Kaila] Never?
No. Most people I know don't go.
My sister, she's a psych major at Hopkins.
I'd love to go to Hopkins.
Yeah, but she hates it. She wants to take a year off.
OK.
-Who's first? -Me.
-You're from Brooklyn, too, right? -Yeah.
[Vie] Word. Where?
-The real Brooklyn. -[snickers]
[hip-hop music plays]
[Jay] Yo, Owe!
Yo! Shit, man, what happened to your face?
-What's it look like? I got jumped. -What? By who? You know who did it?
You gonna put hands on 'em for me?
Yo, come on, man. I'm just checking in on you, bro.
Here I am, bro. Want a tour?
That's my new crib. These are my new friends.
They got nice joints in here, too,
but she might slice you if you forget to text her back.
Cool?
Thanks for checking in.
Yo, wait. You got into All-State.
What?
Yeah, bro. You got in! You fucking did it!
What the fuck does it matter?
I… I thought you'd wanna know, bro. That's a big deal.
Bro, that means you made it out of over, like, 1,000 other people, bro.
-You should feel good! -I'm suspended. I can't play.
Well, yeah, I know. But, like…
[chuckles]
You wild funny, bro.
Coming all this way to tell me something I can't have.
Nah, man. Come on. You know I'm not trying to be like that.
I earned that shit.
And now what?
Some next-best motherfucker gets my spot?
Some fucking alternate gets to play?
You're why I'm here in the first place.
Bro, you gave them exactly what they needed in that room.
You fucked me, and now I'm in this bullshit.
Even Dom saw what was going on, and she tried to back me, but…
-Nah, man. I definitely-- -Are you seriously not getting this shit?
I don't want you around me, bro.
Don't come here again. Don't talk to me.
Or on everything, I'mma spazz on you.
[breathing heavily]
[groans]
Oh…
[door opens]
[tense music plays]
[exhales sharply]
[hyperventilating]
-I can't! I can't, Mom! -[Rebecca] Where were you?
-What happened? -I can't.
[Rebecca] What happened? What happened?
I can't live here anymore, Mom. I saw him!
-OK. OK. -I just wanna disappear, Mom.
Please, just let me disappear. [sobs]
I'm drowning here, Mom.
-It's OK. -[sobs]
[Rebecca] Come here.
[cheering]
Come on, Grand Army!
[cheering, applause]
-[boy 1] Come on! -[boy 2] You got this! You got this, Bo!
[indistinct yelling]
[buzzer sounds]
[crowd] Oh!
Fuck!
[scattered applause]
Shit.
[slams locker]
What the fuck is wrong with you?
What were you thinking, SpEddy, huh?
That you get extra time on your leg like you do every fuckin' test?
[boy 1] Fuckin' stop! Bro! Orlov, don't! Don't!
[coach] Hey! Back the fuck down!
Hey! Hey!
End this! Now!
What's goin' on?
[boy 2] Nothing.
People are just a little heated.
OK, Pakam, they wanna talk to you.
-Let's go. -Who?
The scouts.
Now.
Get your warm-ups on. They're impressed with your time.
That's all I know.
OK, Grand Army. Come on. Huddle in. [claps]
OK. Come on.
We can't have costly mistakes like that.
Regardless if today hurt us or not,
in the long run, we gotta stay strong, we gotta stay technical.
Orlov, that can't happen again.
I expect better.
Go shower.
Let's go, Pakam! [claps]
Come on! Let's go. Move.
[suspenseful music plays]
6:30 is too late.
It absolutely is not.
You gotta do it, Dominique.
Girl, we already told you. That email is weak game.
If you really want this internship, you're gonna have to fucking call.
Do it now.
What the fuck are you doing?
Giving you all my power! Do it!
-No one will be there. -Leave a message! It shows initiative.
Plus, you'll be ready to muscle it if you have to follow up again tomorrow.
OK.
[calling tone sounds]
[Vie giggles]
[woman on phone] Sisters Thrive, how may I help you?
Hi, how are you?
I'm doing well. And you?
I'm great. Thanks.
My name is Dominique Pierre.
I'm calling to follow up on an email I sent
regarding an interview for the high school internship.
OK, did you receive an email from us to schedule a time?
I actually did not.
However, I wanted to reach out because I'd love to come in
and tell you…
and tell you a little bit more about myself.
Pastor St. Jean recommended me,
and I was a little bit late to submit my application
because I didn't know about the opportunity.
I can come in any time.
I'm just very passionate about this project, and…
and I truly believe I'd be a great fit.
Hold on one moment, please.
You said your name is Dominique?
Yes.
[mouths] Perfect.
-OK, yes. I'm glad you called. -[girls gasp]
I can squeeze you in, Dominique, but it's gonna have to be tomorrow.
-And early. -You're going to go.
Is that possible for you? 8:30 a.m.?
Absolutely. That actually sounds perfect. I won't have to miss too much of school.
Great, OK. We'll see you then.
-Have a good evening, Dominique. -You too.
-Oh my God! -[Kaila] Eh!
-[girls cheer] -[Gemma] Yes!
Hey! Oh, you are my fucking hero. For real. That was so dope.
-And look what you got! -[Kaila] Oh!
Black girl fucking power!
[cheering]
Eh, eh, eh!
[rabbi] You look much happier than when I saw you last.
[chuckles] Yeah, well,
it's a disguise.
[rabbi] Oh.
Sorry to hear that.
[Leila] That's why I came.
I've just been feeling sort of, like…
miserable.
And I can't make it go away.
Oh, sweetie.
Let's talk.
I've got just a little time. OK?
[sighs]
[door closes]
[rock music plays]
[snarling]
[Joey struggles]
Leila! No. Leila, no! Don't!
Save yourself, Leila!
[Leila] Shut up. I have power you don't have, bitch.
[George laughs]
I'm coming for you!
[George yells, laughs]
[Leila] I will kill…
every single sperm
until you die, motherfucker!
And I posted it. [sniffles]
It got all kinds of likes, and, like, why did I do that?
I don't really even have anything against her.
And what if something actually happened to her?
[rabbi] I think your self-awareness is a… positive sign, Leila.
[sniffles] I also smoked weed last night.
And I feel very guilty about it, but… And I don't think I should,
because I have no intention of doing it a lot.
That's good.
What else?
One of the guys…
One of the guys that Joey…
the girl that I posted about…
I don't know if I'm allowed to tell you this.
[rabbi] You can tell me whatever you're comfortable sharing.
I promise you I've heard it before.
I, uh…
performed oral sex on him…
i… in… in school, in the drama department.
OK.
-How do you feel about that? -Terrible.
Because it was my first blow job. And… [sniffles]
…what if he's a rapist?
And… And I broke the rules at school,
and I feel like such slutty trash.
[rabbi] Leila, I wanna ask you if it was consens--
Yes! No, it totally was.
Which is what's so, so bad about this.
It led to my fight with Rachel.
She doesn't know me anymore. That's what she said.
She's disgusted by me.
And I made her feel bad. And she's probably right.
[Leila sniffles]
Do you need to call your parents?
-Do they know you're here? -No. [sniffles]
I told them…
drama rehearsal went late.
I'm a stupid understudy, which I hate.
I just, like…
I'm not acting like myself.
And I can't get rid of, like, the slime that's all over me. You know?
OK.
[inhales deeply]
You have a lot going on.
And I hear you, OK?
[sighs] First,
I think you should let go of all the shame you're feeling.
We all make choices as we're coming into ourselves and our sexuality, and…
we're not gonna be thrilled with every choice.
Give yourself a break here.
And make a promise to yourself
that whenever you become engaged sexually,
you'll ask yourself,
"Do I really wanna do this?
And why?"
Shame has no place in that conversation.
I believe that there are three things that bring us back to ourselves.
Repentance,
prayer,
and charity.
[Leila] OK, wait one second.
[Leila sniffles]
Now…
in terms of Joey and Rachel,
repentance.
There's a very important value in Judaism,
and it's healing.
Not just for those we hurt, but for ourselves.
It's sort of like a start-over button for the soul.
[chuckles] OK.
I want that. What is it?
Atonement.
Which is a practice of rectifying wrongdoing
so you can be one with God and yourself again.
Think of it like this…
"At-One-Ment."
To become whole again
by actively practicing self-responsibility
and accountability.
So, like,
apologize?
Or say "thank you,"
and then if I do all this stuff, then I'll feel better?
Well,
I mean, in theory, but…
it's a process.
It takes time.
So, own up for the sins I've committed towards others?
[soft jazz plays]
[plays off-key]
[distant crying]
[dad] Hey!
What the hell's goin' on in here?
[dad chuckles]
[exhales deeply] Messin' around with a new piece.
Coltrane.
-[Jay] Yeah. -Nice.
Well, wrap it up. Baby's gotta go to bed soon.
-Homework time. -[Jay] All right.
Dad.
Um…
I'm gonna play at All-State.
What?
Yeah, I… I got in.
-[dad] You got in? -Yeah.
[laughs]
[sniffles]
[dad] That's my man.
Look at you, huh?
-Look at you. You're doin' it! -Yeah.
[dad] Oh man. I am so damn proud of you right now.
That's what happens when you work your ass off, huh?
-[Jay] Yeah. -Wait. Does Mom know?
I'm gonna tell her in a few minutes. Just…
Just let me clean up in here first.
Listen to me,
you're always gonna have rough patches.
This is how you overcome.
-You deserve this. -Right.
My boy.
Killin' it!
[chuckles]
[dad] Hurry up and come tell your mom.
You know I can't keep no secrets now.
-[dad] Nic! -[Nicole] What?
Fuck!
[water running]
[sighs]
[plays jazz music smoothly]
Man, what the fuck am I doin'?
[sighs]
[indistinct chattering, whooping]
[Sid] Mee?
What are you doing?
I thought something happened to you. I've been texting.
Phone's dead.
-You haven't seen it? -What?
Someone posted your essay.
It's a made-up account, but they put your whole thing up.
-Sid! -Mom and Dad.
They don't know yet. Stop.
You know I love you, no matter what, right?
Let me see it.
[phone buzzes]
[tapping keys]
[tense music plays]