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-* Everyone dance * -* Hey *
-* Sing when you want to sing *
-Now, y'all know y'all crazy,
leaving this door open, letting my air out.
-* Whoo, ooh, ooh *
**
-Hey, there. -Hey, hey, hey.
Don't be messing up my mojo. -Oh, my gosh.
Is it that serious? -I'm trying to win.
Man, what you think you doing? Man!
-Kayla, how far along are you?
- I am almost seven months. - Ooh!
And you still got that cute little shape.
That's why I know it's gonna be a girl.
- Well, we don't know that yet. - Girl, you want girls.
'Cause when I had them boys, they gave me vertigo.
Kim, you ain't got vertigo. Your ass drink too much.
-Mama, did you bring out your ribs yet?
-Uh, here you go, babe. -Oh. Thank you, baby.
-There you go.
-Mm! -That's a good man, Savannah.
-Kayla, you really need to go sit down somewhere.
It's not good for a pregnant woman
to be on her feet like that.
-Mama, the doctor said in moderation, okay?
As long as I'm listening to my body.
-Okay. Micah's not gonna want to rub them feet
if they're swelled up like ham hocks.
- Mm-mmm. - Let's go and get you a seat.
- Come on. - That's right.
That's right.
Whew. Ain't nothing like a man loving on his woman.
-Mm-hmm. I remember those days. -Me too.
Mine was loving on the barber, the dog walker,
the trainer, the Walmart greeter --
-Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
So, Val, what did you and Ross do for your anniversary?
-Mm-hmm. Twenty-seven years.
I just know it was something special.
-Mm-hmm. So, um, Ross...
upgraded our cable, and we watched a marathon
of "Unsolved Mysteries" all night long.
-Okay. Wait a damn minute. -Okay. Hold on. Hold on.
Before y'all even get started!
Jeremiah is spending the night at somebody's house,
and, uh, I already have the champagne
and the whipped cream chilling in the refrigerator.
Ooh! Nasty.
-Excuse me. Mama? I think it's time to shut the party down.
Aunt Cheryl's outside twerking to Luther Vandross, okay?
It's disgusting. Dad's about to piece somebody up on dominoes.
-Oh, look at our big college boy.
Acting just like his daddy,
walking around here like he running things.
-Not for long, Aunt Donna. I'm sure Mom and Pops can't wait
for me to get out the house and they can have it to themselves.
-Uh, boy, you have no idea.
-Stop it. What is that? -I'm gonna get your father here.
W-- How do you think you got here?
**
*
-* We built a crystal castle *
It'll never be a home *
'Cause we built a crystal castle *
**
* We built a crystal castle *
-Ross.
Aah!
-Hey.
*
-Um...I'm not feeling well.
**
-Oh. Um...I-I thought...
-Yeah. All that food.
That beer got my stomach acting crazy.
I think it was them collard greens.
*
-The collard greens. -Yeah, yeah.
Go on upstairs. Don't wait up for me.
**
*
**
Hey. Good morning.
-Do you still plan on fixing the refrigerator?
It's been two weeks.
-I've got somebody coming to look at it later this week.
-You said that last week.
Okay. Look. There's a, um...
There's a new exhibit at the museum of art
that I really wanted to see,
and I was hoping that maybe you would want to go tonight.
-Well, you get the tickets, I'll be there.
-Between you and Jeremiah, I don't know whose phone
I got to compete with more these days.
-It's Micah letting us know that he and Kayla landed home
in New Orleans.
-Oh.
Thank God.
I was really worried about Kayla flying at almost seven months.
Leave it to you
to stress and worry about stuff you can't control.
*
What's wrong with you?
**
-I-- -Baby, you know
I don't like blueberries in my pancakes.
*
Uh, but that's all right.
I'll stop and get me a breakfast sandwich on the way to work.
*
Later, Pops.
Boy!
-Oh, my gosh. Blueberry pancakes.
-Use your fork! -Mm.
Can I get some syrup, please? -Yes!
Here. -I'm looking forward to a lot.
But trading your cooking for ramen noodles every day
feels crazy.
-What are you looking forward to?
-Maybe I'll find my girl at Tech like Dad did.
-Well, I don't know if these new-age Tech girls
got anything like, you know, your mama had.
You know, not as bad as your mama.
That was two kids ago.
And that's when your daddy had a high-top fade.
But okay.
-I like seeing you happy.
You know, it's kind of like a new chapter for the both of us.
-Think so? -Yeah.
Maybe you can spend the time
doing something you've always wanted to do,
not spend the next four years worrying about me.
-I'm your mama.
I'm gonna worry about you whether you like it or not.
-Okay. I'm gonna remember that.
'Cause outside of sending me 500 every month,
I think I can take it from here. -Five hundred?
Five hundred what? Dollars? Oh, no, boy. Try 250.
-Two fifty. I can work with it. -Okay.
**
Oh.
Hey. Ross, honey, don't worry about parking.
There's a garage on Eighth -- -Val, I'm not gonna make it.
There's some emergency maintenance
that's keeping me stuck at work.
-Ross, I was really looking forward to this.
-You should still go and enjoy it, baby.
I'm sorry, but I got to run.
*
-* No more *
No more clipping my wings down *
No more holding me low down *
Low down again *
No more *
No more keeping me boxed in *
I'm done blocking my blessings *
Time to let them in *
**
*
It's like she's...
...becoming.
*
Or maybe she's exploring herself, her...
solitude, her...softness.
The version of herself that...
doesn't have to perform or prove herself to anyone.
Blooming in her own time.
In her own way.
**
-* Moving mountains on my way *
-"Exploring new places helps you remember who you are
and sometimes who you're still becoming."
Becoming. It's like the theme of the day.
Damn, Kim.
What'd you say you put in this hot-girl-summer drink?
-Summa this and summa that. -See, I'm not messing with Kim.
I'm not doing it. I-- No!
-Here. -Mm-hmm.
-Cheers to 30 years of friendship
and a new chapter in this book and a new chapter in Val's life.
Sis, I hope you get everything you want and deserve.
To life after motherhood.
To life after motherhood!
-Yes! -Yes.
-Mmm! Okay, you guys.
I am so excited about this book. -Girl, forget about that book.
Tell us what happened the other night.
-Oh. Right. So...
Yeah, it didn't happen.
-Why?
-He decided to spend his night with Betty instead.
- Who the hell is Betty? - Whoa, whoa, whoa.
You mean that old hunk of junk in the garage?
-Now, see, Ross done lost his damn mind.
-Have you tried talking to him?
Talk? Oh, my gosh.
We don't do anything like we used to.
We don't laugh like we used to,
and we definitely don't have sex like we used to.
Okay. The Browns, across the street from me,
started couples therapy when they hit a rough patch,
and they seem to be doing just fine.
-You talking about that white lady with her white husband?
-Hold on, now, Donna. Kim, didn't you and Lee
try counseling before you got a divorce?
-Yeah, and it was going well, too --
until he tried to hump the damn therapist.
-Oh, hell no. -Oh, hell yeah, honey.
Lee was a certified freak.
But at least therapy let me know why.
-Well, I want to know why.
Well, sis, it's not your fault.
Okay? It's called male menopause.
-Girl, what? -Man, what?
Okay. Listen. The brain is the first to go.
And then they start wanting to hump everything they see
or their stuff just stops working completely.
-Is that a real thing?
- Hell yeah, girl. - Yeah, honey.
The mood swings, the midlife crisis,
them buying cars they can't fit into --
and dating women they know they can't satisfy.
Mm-hmm. How long that meat stop working?
Kim!
It's...
Okay. It's been, um, three years and 22 days.
-Bitch! -I know!
-Years? -The problem is
the man is my husband and the father of my children
and the one person that I just do not understand right now.
-Mm. Well, sis, it sounds like you're not happy.
-I don't think any of us were raised to be happy wives.
We were raised -- -To work it out.
-Mm-hmm. My mama used to say,
"As long as he's not in and out of jail
or knocking you upside your head,
you got something to be thankful for."
Your mama is a liar.
That's exactly why I walked up out of my marriage.
-Well, I-I want to water my marriage,
you guys, I don't want to burn it down.
-Well, Val, if you want him to change,
then you're gonna have to bring the ideas to him.
-So what should I do?
**
*
**
-* Even though I'm shined up... *
-Honey, why you got to hold the camera at that angle?
-Val, do you want to take the picture?
-Let's just take the picture.
-All right. Everybody say, "Tech!"
-Tech! -Tech! Aww!
-Babe, can you at least take one pic without that hat?
-No. I've had this hat since I graduated from this school.
-Yeah. Well, while you're here, maybe you can get a new one.
-Mom and Dad. -Oh, baby.
My baby!
-All right, now! -All right, player.
-There you go. -Bye, baby!
-Bye. -Mommy loves you!
-Okay. Okay.
Call Mommy!
-We really have another Tech man in the family.
-We do. We do. We do.
Hey, do you want to go over to the fine arts building
and see if our names are still on the wall?
-Val, that was 30 years ago.
You know they painted over that by now.
Door's open.
*
And here we are with another timeless R&B classic.
- * ...love myself enough to know *
When it's time *
Time to let go *
Sing * -* All I really want *
Is to be happy *
Find a love that's mine *
-* It'll be so sweet * -* It'll be so sweet *
-* All I really want * -* All I really want *
- Ooh! -* Is to be happy *
-Yeah! Aah! -* Find a love that's mine *
- * It could be so sweet *
-Go on, baby.
Remember I used to blast the radio to stay awake
driving home for the holidays? -Oh, my God.
I miss this. -Yeah.
Folks be sleeping on the radio. They still play good music.
-No. Ross, I mean us.
I miss us, you know, feeling, you know, like a real marriage.
-Twenty-seven years feels like a real marriage to me.
-* Oh, I cannot hide the way I feel inside *
-Ross, when was the last time you touched me?
-What kind of question is that?
-You just said it's been 27 years, right?
For the last seven, I feel like
I've kind of been living with a roommate.
-Yeah, a roommate who pays the mortgage and all the bills.
-Unh-unh.
Now, I have tried to get a job for years, and you know that.
But you're the one who wanted me to stay home with the kids,
cooking and keeping house.
-A lot of women would've called that a good life.
-A life without intimacy?
-Is this about the other night?
-No, it's not about the other night, Ross.
It's about us!
It's about you never wanting to do anything that I want to do.
I can't even express to you or share with you how I feel.
And I have no idea how you feel about anything either.
-I feel like this conversation is ridiculous.
-Our kids are finally out of the house,
and you and I should be together somewhere, enjoying each other,
just traveling or sipping on piña coladas
at some beach or something. -What are you talking about?
I don't even have a passport, 'cause I'm working.
-And that's another thing.
We've had extensive conversations
about early retirement. -Oh, no, no, no!
We just dropped Jeremiah off at his freshman year of college,
and you're talking about early retirement?
Oh, this conversation is over.
-Why is it so hard for you to talk to me? Why?!
You know what?
I-I really, really think we need to seek couples counseling.
-Oh. Oh, you-- you've really gone off the deep end now.
-What else do I ask you for?
-You asked for that damn expensive-ass refrigerator.
-That you use too.
-If I can't do anything right, why are you still with me?
Ross!
Oh, my God.
**
-You all right?
-And he got so defensive, he almost wrecked the car.
Oh, God.
-It's like he doesn't care. -Mm.
-He could live like this for the rest of his life
and be perfectly fine.
Ugh! Charmaine, girl.
-It's frustrating, girl. I know.
-Do you think you could change a marriage?
-You know, I've been thinking about what Donna said --
that if we want change, we got to bring it to our husbands.
But I don't know if I believe that.
Because you marry who you marry, right?
-There isn't anything you ever wanted to change about Charles?
Of course there is.
But you can't change nobody.
You can only change yourself.
Look, girl. I got to go.
-Oh. Okay. Bye.
-Bye. -Love you.
*
**
Here you go. Just like the ones you grab on the way to work.
-Thank you, honey. -Mm-hmm.
So...
...I scheduled us for a consultation
for couples therapy.
I really think that this will be good for us, Ross.
-Where's all this coming from?
-Look. Charmaine told me about this couple --
-Charmaine needs to worry about
why Charles would rather sit at a slot machine than sit at home.
-I scheduled it for when you get off work today --
-Then you need to cancel it.
-I want to go, Ross. -Then go alone.
I'm not going to therapy.
That's for crazy people, and we're not crazy.
**
-I kind of figured you would say something like that.
*
**
You want to know what's really crazy?
Staying here.
Knowing that you're okay...with where we are in our marriage.
And I know I'm not crazy.
**
*
Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to New Orleans.
*
**
*
-Have you spoken to your father?
-He called and asked about my last appointment.
-Look. I'm really sorry.
I don't want to scare you about any of this.
-Mom, what are you apologizing for?
Look. I love you and Daddy together.
But I want you both to be happy.
Plus, I'm a big girl now.
-You are a big girl now. -Hm?
Who can use all the help she can get.
-Now that I'm here, we can deep-clean the house,
personalize the nursery with pictures and knitted --
...knitted, uh blankets.
Why are they so loud?
**
-Ma, that's how the city gets down.
-Ah. -Well...
since you have all these ideas, maybe you can pencil in
some time to explore the magic of the city.
-Mm. -Laissez les bons temps rouler.
-What does that mean?
-It's what they say around here, Mama.
Let the good times roll, girl.
-You don't need to roll anything else.
'Cause that's how you got into this predicament.
-Stop it. You get yours, and you do it, too. Come on.
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.
**
-Morning. You hungry?
I made eggs, andouille sausage, and homemade biscuits.
-Wow, Mama V. That looks amazing.
But I got my own meal prep for breakfast.
Fitness goals. -Oh. All right.
Well, don't mind me, then. -Uh, do you know what happened
to the blue containers that were in here?
-Yeah. You know what? The food was going bad in those.
I threw all that out.
-Mama V, that was my meal prep.
-Oh! Well, in that case,
I'll just refill it with the food I made.
See? Lucky guy. Ha!
-Micah, have you seen my yoga mat?
- I can't find it anywhere. - You know what, baby?
I caught myself throwing it in the washing machine,
and it crumbled into pieces.
I'll just get you one of those beach towels
I saw in the garage.
Might be better for your back anyway.
*
-Where did that painting come from?
Do you think she's going through a midlife crisis?
I mean...
it's all she's ever known for the last 27 years.
Wouldn't you? -Ah.
I'd probably be out on Bourbon Street,
drunk-calling you just to take me back.
-Yeah. Well, she's the one who left.
I talked to Dad, and trust me, he is going just as crazy.
-Oh, yeah. I'm sure he misses her folding his underwear
into tiny little squares, just like she does mine.
-I don't think she knows what else to do with herself
right now.
I think this is the only thing keeping her going.
-Mm. Baby, that's sad.
Yeah. It is.
*
**
*
-* You ready to roll? *
Oh, we ready *
**
* Feel that vibe *
Roll with me *
-* Roll with me now *
-* Down these streets *
-* Show me how *
-* Good times risin' *
-* Let 'em rise *
-* Joy feels sweet *
- * Sugar on your smile *
That's so dumb.
*
Hello?
Val?
-Hey. Hello?
How you doing?
-Uh, I'm doing all right.
You okay?
-Um, yeah.
I'm -- I'm doing just... You know, I'm doing okay.
-Uh, when you coming back? After Kayla has the baby?
Something like that.
-That should give you enough time, right?
-Enough time for what?
-Well, uh, figure yourself out and come on home.
Yeah. So, Ross...
I don't know if I can.
-Can what?
-Come back.
I got to go.
*
**
Mm!
Ooh.
Oh, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!
I want them to be together.
Let -- Let's let them stay together.
You need to stay together. -You doing all right over here?
-Oh. Yeah. Yeah. Totally.
I...think I want another one.
But I'm not totally sure that I could feel my legs.
-Ah.
Let me get you some water. -Okay.
-You know, people come to New Orleans
for all kinds of reasons. -Mm-hmm.
-To heal, to lose themselves, or to find something
they didn't even know they was looking for.
What you came for?
This is not what it looks like!
-Hmm.
It look like...
...a woman not from here...
going through it in her marriage
and she came to New Orleans to figure some things out.
-Is it tattooed across my forehead?
Does it also say I haven't had sex in three years?
-Oh, baby. Most of us could get that tattoo.
Big Kenny!
When's the last time you had some?
About six, seven years, huh?
-Oh, Kenny! No.
Oh, I thought I had it bad.
Next round's on me, Kenny.
**
-Welcome in. -Thank you.
*
Oh.
You have a Horace Imhotep.
-Uh, yeah, we do.
-There is something so sacred about the way he sees us.
Black people.
It's not just pain.
There's dignity and humanity.
The lines feel very intentional.
-Wow. That's what's up.
And you have an Aaron F. Henderson!
Oh, my God! He is my absolute favorite!
I love how he exposes the ways in which history continues
to shape our understanding of race and identity.
Ah!
-Yeah. He was, uh, he was my -- my mom's favorite, too.
-Ah. Well, your mom has very good taste.
Uh, do you and your mom run this gallery together?
-Uh, no.
This was, um, her thing before she passed.
So I've been just, you know,
trying my best to hold things down.
I guess it's my way of keeping her legacy alive.
-Sorry. -Mm.
-I'm sure she's very proud of you.
**
Oh, wow.
Look at the sadness in his eyes.
-Really?
He always looked happy to me.
Sometimes joy is the mask you wear
when the weight gets too heavy.
-Who are you? Where -- Where are you from?
- Oh! Sorry! - North Carolina.
-Okay. -I'm Valerie.
-Okay. Jacoby. You in the art word?
-Oh. No, I wouldn't say all that.
I-I did major in art in college.
-Oh. Okay.
-But, you know, life was life,
and it took me in a different direction.
But the love -- The love is... The love is still there.
-Mm-hmm. So, uh, are you thinking about jumping back in?
Sometimes.
-But I really wouldn't know where to start, so...
-Well, um, I...You know, I've been trying to do my best
to make sure this place reflects the new New Orleans
by scouting local, new talent.
But, um, this whole curating-art thing,
I just...just feel a little out of my league.
-No, no, no! You did a beautiful job.
This place really feels like it has soul.
-Yeah, yeah. But the soul, it just needs --
It needs structure, you know?
Like a vision.
An expert?
*
-Are you offering me a job?
-And now here we have a Peter Mosely.
And although I'm not deeply familiar with his work,
you can see that he definitely has a special way
of capturing Black women.
It doesn't feel like he's just taking a photo.
It feels like... he's bearing witness
without trying to be too radical.
I actually find him to be very radical.
In a world that either overexposes
or erases Black women,
showing them in their natural state without spectacle
seems pretty radical to me.
Well, hearing the word "radical"
makes me feel like you're saying
that Mosley is trying to convey sex,
and it's much, much, much more subtle than that.
Yeah, but subtlety... is extremely sexy.
You actually strike me as someone
who understands exactly how powerful that can be.
-That's good for you, so for those of you
who actually paid for this tour, please, go into the other room.
There's refreshments, and we have so much more to see.
-Okay. Mm-hmm.
Um...
you know your boy is coming back tonight, right?
-My boy? Who's my boy?
Yeah.
Something tells me you're gonna be into this.
Hmm?
It was really that Chicago '95 collection.
That was amazing, right? Like, that's when I was like,
"I am a fan of Mr. Mosley's work."
-Much obliged. Much obliged. -Yeah. So...
what draws you to a subject?
-Hmm. Wow.
That's a, uh, damn good question.
My portraiture work is only about connection.
When I lock eyes with someone
and we have this --
I don't know -- unspoken understanding,
that's when I know.
And if they let me in only for a moment...
...that's the shot.
-Oh, he is everything.
So when you say let you in...
Uh-huh?
Nice to meet you. Pleasure.
**
Hi.
Valerie Matthews.
- Peter Mosley. - Oh, of course you are.
I just wanted to apologize for earlier.
-No, no, no, no. Look...
I'm apologizing for earlier.
I didn't mean to interrupt you like that.
But, listen, there's no need to apologize, okay?
My work is meant to be spoken about,
and you challenged my eye.
But I like that.
- Okay. - Mm-hmm.
-Well, I-I just came over to, you know,
tell you how much I loved
- the conversation tonight... - Mm.
...especially how you find your subjects.
Loved it. -Oh. Connection.
-Oh, yeah. The connection. That is so powerful.
And I bet that connection takes you all over the place
as a photographer.
-Where are you from? -What?
You don't hear the NOLA accent, baby?
A little bit of that,
but no, I haven't seen you before.
-Oh, so you remember all your fans. I get it.
-Oh, wow. She's a fan now. -Oh!
-Oh, now I've made it. Forget about it.
- No. - I got fanfare here.
-Okay, okay. I'm actually from North Carolina.
- All right. - I'm just here
for about a month, hanging out with my daughter,
helping her out 'cause she's gonna make me a grandmother.
-Really? -Yeah.
-Wow. All right, well, congratulations on that.
-Thanks.
-And I'm assuming that, uh,
her father is still back in North Carolina?
- He is. - Oh. Okay.
So, uh, how are you enjoying New Orleans so far?
-Oh. I've eaten my way through the French Quarter.
- Mm. - And I drank so many daiquiris.
More than I have in my entire life.
And I found this gallery that has helped me remember
how much I love art. -Right.
-Yeah.
-I don't know if it's the history
- or the liquor... - Mm. Mm-hmm.
-...but this city definitely has a way of helping
you find yourself again.
Now, let me tell you something.
You're gonna have to get your behind out of the French Quarter
in order to really see how this city gets down.
-Is that right?
-Do you like crawfish?
*
- Nice. - Oh. Gosh.
-Oh, I'm sorry about the wind, okay?
-It's okay. It's okay. -I got something for you.
Hold on a second. -Oh, wait. Hold on.
-I got you. Don't worry, don't worry. Here.
-Oh, no, no, no, no. I can't take your hat.
-No. It's okay. I'll buy another one.
It's yours. That's you. My gift to you.
- Oh! Thank you. Mm-hmm. - All right?
- My brother. - Good to see you as always.
I'll see you next time.
You know, when I first got here,
I went looking for the best crawfish in town
- all over the city. - Mm-hmm.
I happened to stumble upon these old heads sitting
in front of a corner store playing dominoes.
They told me about this cat. -Oh, okay. It's beautiful.
-I knew you'd like it.
-Anyway...you, uh, moved here from Chicago, right?
-Yeah. Well, I grew up on the South Side,
but I've lived in Brooklyn, Miami,
Berlin, Johannesburg, among other places.
And now I'm here for now.
- What you laughing at? - Nothing.
-What's that giggling about? -No. You know what?
I just got this new book,
- Art and Travel, right? - -Mm-hmm.
-And it mentions all the cities that you just talked about.
And it's just, you know, you artists --
You live, like, nomadic lifestyles. What a life.
-Well, I love capturing the beauty in the world. You know?
I don't like to feel like I'm missing out on anything.
-Mm.
This smells delicious.
I-I could eat 10 of these.
Mm-hmm.
-And you have no idea what the hell you're doing. Do you?
-What, you don't see these skills?
-I see you struggling. Give me this thing.
Let me show you how to do it. -Fine.
- Now, look at this. - This is very simple.
You just grab the head, like this. Okay?
Then you just do a nice, little, simple twist and pull.
You see that? -Okay.
Professionals like me, we suck the head.
-Okay. -Oh, damn. Oh!
-Look at you, dripping. -Look what you made me do.
I'm trying to teach you some stuff and...
look what you made me do. -That's you!
This is crazy. Oh, man.
You got me jammed up out here...looking crazy.
Well, listen, while we making a mess,
I got another question for you to answer.
Oh, boy. What?
-How long have you been married?
-Um, a long time.
Would you care to elaborate?
I'm sorry. We don't have to talk about this.
No. It's -- It's -- It's cool. It's cool.
You know, marriage could start out with all the spark
and plans and dreams, and then life happens.
- Mm. - And then here come
the kids and the bills and the routine.
And then...silence.
- Hmm. - But my husband is --
My husband's a good guy. -Oh, I'm sure.
-That's not what I mean. Like, he is an amazing father.
- Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. - And he's a hard worker.
And he gave me the best job in the world --
being somebody's mother.
- I bet you're a great mother. - Yeah.
You know, my kids are terrific kids.
-I don't know. I don't think I'm much of a family guy.
My work and my career, they keep me pretty fulfilled.
- That doesn't ever get lonely? - It does not.
Oh. Pbht!
I have friends and extended family
all over the world. -Ah. Women friends?
Ahh.
Of course I do.
-Well, I mean, you know, I asked because you're the one
who said you don't like missing out on things, so...
- No. No words. - I don't like missing
out on things because I have time for everything.
I like to focus on the freedom of time and not the stress.
The stress of time is what makes people
buy into the whole "happily ever after" type of thing.
- I don't think it's real. - Seriously?
-I don't. -No, I feel like people
- that feel like... - I don't think it is.
-Listen, I feel like people who think
that it's not real are actually just scared.
It's a lot of work. It's a lot of work.
Look, I was reading this book -- this other book...
and the main character compares
- love to a roller coaster. - Mm-hmm.
-Some people are afraid to get on.
Some people are afraid to let go.
And then there are some who just are afraid to...
fall.
-All right.
- I feel that. - Okay.
But, you know, in this short conversation we've had,
this is the second book you've brought up.
- Yes, I'm quite astute. - Are you a nerd?
I am a nerd.
- I'm talking to a nerd. - Hold on. You are.
- No. Go ahead, go ahead. - Sorry.
Mm-hmm.
Oh, it's him.
Hey, Jeremiah. What's up?
No, I just put money into your account two days ago.
What are you talking about, babe?
Well, you gotta ask your father.
No, I'm not putting him on three-way. I'm on a dat--
I'm in the middle of something.
Yeah. So you call him and then text me
and let me know what he says.
Okay. Love you, too.
Bye. Sorry.
-Everything good?
- Everything's great. - Mm.
You know, I'm starting a new exhibition.
Something that's a little bit more personal to me.
-Really? Yeah? Okay. -Yeah. Mm-hmm.
To tell you the truth, I'm kind of stuck on a couple of pieces,
so I figured that maybe after this beautiful sunset,
we could head over to the studio
and you can give me your thoughts.
Because you've got a good eye.
All right?
And even better than that...
you mean what you say.
And I respect what you have to say.
**
Come on in. Take it all in. Take it all in.
Make yourself at home. I'm gonna go and change this shirt
because I got the, you know. -Oh, yeah, the crawfish juice.
Make yourself at home. I'll be right back.
*
**
*
Wow.
Did you shoot this on film?
-Oh, yeah. Absolutely.
That was a completely spontaneous shot
of a mother, son walking on Biloxi Beach.
Mm.
-Something special about the way she's holding his hand.
It's not just about motherly love.
-It's... -Her guidance.
- Exactly. - Yeah.
-This picture's special to me. You know?
I didn't really grow up knowing about this kind of love.
- Mm. - My relationship
with motherhood was more about abandonment than anything else.
Hm.
I grew up in the foster care system.
That's where I got my first camera.
-Wow. I wondered where it all began.
Huh.
My social worker gave it to me.
To tell you the truth...
this probably saved my life.
- I know it definitely changed it. - Mm.
So let me show you something.
Let me show you something. -Okay.
-This is part of a series
that I'm showing at the New Orleans Museum of Art
to close out my residency.
The edit, the sequence,
everything that I'm trying to convey is so important here.
No, I see it.
The connectivity that you talked about.
-Absolutely. -It's not exploitative.
It's more celebratory. -Right.
You see, the goal is to capture the beauty
that most people might not see.
-Yeah, you're really good at that.
Why, thank you.
Ah. Look at that.
-What do you see when you see me?
-* How do you do what you do to me? *
- Come here. - Okay.
Come on.
Ahh!
-All right. Uh, well...
...it started with your eyes.
And as beautiful as they are,
they seem to be carrying a -- a weight of sadness.
-* Selfish *
I'm so selfish *
When you walk in the room *
I can't help it * -Do you see what I see?
-* Oh, to hell with everyone else *
-Oh. You're shaking. You all right?
Are you cold or... -I gotta go.
-Can I get you something? Hey -- -I gotta go.
- * I'm so selfish *
You make me selfish *
What's going on here?
-I practice corporate law.
Divorce is a whole different beast.
-And why are you looking into that?
-Oh, baby. Come on. It's not for me.
It's for your mom.
- Okay. - Mom, why are you talking
to Micah about divorce?
-Nothing is definite, okay?
I'm just trying to understand my options.
-Since when did divorce become an option?
Have you and Daddy talked about this?
-Oh, my God, you really should have been a lawyer,
asking me all these questions.
Your father and I haven't decided anything. Okay?
I just asked Micah if he could help me understand
what it would look like if we did.
-All these years,
and I don't think I have ever seen you
- without a roller set. - Girl!
You know my curls won't hold up in this swamp heat.
-Oh, so that's why you got your shoulders
and your back out, too. Mom, what --
-You don't like my dress?
I-I bought it in a store in the Quarter.
I mean, you cute or whatever, but...
-Oh. -...who are you trying
to impress? -Nobody!
Oh, my God. Okay, I gotta go.
Micah, thanks for this. -Yes, ma'am.
-No. It's still crooked.
-Look, I have moved this painting, like, three times.
Are you sure it's the painting and not your neck?
-Oh. -Hey.
Hey. -Uh...hey.
Hey.
As a continuation of helping you explore the real New Orleans...
- Uh-huh. - ...I thought I'd try
to excite your taste buds once again.
What is this? Beignets?
-No, they call calas.
It's a popular street food made from the enslaved Africans
to purchase their freedom from the Spanish.
Now, we can't talk about New Orleans food history
without talking about those. And Café du Monde could never...
-You ate that. Okay? -Right. He told that story.
Okay? Mmm! This is so good.
Oh, that's good. Hm.
-* I want you right now *
I love the way your heart beats *
-Well, you have a good morning.
Mm. -* When I lay you down *
-Peter.
-Yes?
-I want to explore more of New Orleans with you.
-* I love the way your heart beats *
-Really?
-Yeah.
-So I'm just staring at this Bob Barker-looking-type dude...
- Unh-unh. - ...like, "What the hell are you
gonna do with a 5-foot image of a brother from the Ninth Ward
with gold fronts and a pit bull named Nipsey?"
-Exactly. See, sometimes these white collectors
who are drawn to black aesthetics
completely ignore the history and the context.
-And that's why sometimes I add
a little reparations fee on their ass.
No, that's right.
You know, I wanted to ask you, um --
what made you walk away from the art world?
-Oh, okay. Well, during my last year of college,
- I got pregnant with Kayla. - Right.
-And after that, the closest thing I ever came
to the "art world" was working at the framing department
at my local craft store.
But then I quit once I had the baby,
'cause my husband thought it was a better idea
for me to stay at home while he brought home the money.
-Mm. And how'd you feel about that?
-I was completely fine with it at the time
'cause I've always wanted to be a mother.
But I just didn't know what kind of a full-time job
it was gonna be.
I mean, what girl knows that at that age, though?
-And look at you now.
-Yeah. See? Look at me now.
I'm working at the gallery.
I feel like I'm getting that old thing back. You know.
-So over the years, did you find yourself
longing for anything else?
-I mean, of course.
But when I made the decision to be a wife and a mother,
all the other choices just seemed selfish.
-Oh, so you chose to abandon your wants and desires
because they felt selfish?
-I chose to make the best decision for me
-I cho to make the best decision for me
- and my family... - No, I feel you.
- ...and my marriage. - I-I feel you.
I'm just saying -- You being here, though...
it's kind of like you're starting
to awaken those abandoned wants and desires.
- Yeah, in a way. - Mm.
-I never got a chance to travel,
so I really want to explore art all over the world.
-What else do you want?
-What are you really trying to ask me?
-When was the last time someone made love to you?
**
-It's been a while.
-Look, if you want me to stop, I'll stop, okay?
I don't want to be invasive. I'll stop.
-No one said that.
*
**
It's been about three years and some change.
-What was the position?
-Missionary.
-Were you satisfied?
*
-It was fine.
-Dance with me.
-Okay.
Fine.
-* Oh, oh, oh *
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh *
Dig my diamond fingernails into your gold skin *
Till we explode like Krakatoa into beautiful sin *
Don't be gentle *
Mm.
You know I love the way your body feels.
-* Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh *
-* Babe, I'll be the water, you can be the wind *
Send them ripples through my body *
-I want to photograph you.
- * Don't be gentle * -Mm-hmm.
-* Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey *
-* Don't be gentle *
-We'll see.
-* Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh *
You can just hit that mark. Okay?
And just relax. Just take it easy.
Photography, as you already know...
...is all about trust.
*
Only...
...if my subjects feel safe...
do they truly...
...let their essence shine through.
*
So the question is...
...do you trust me?
*
Hey.
Do you trust me?
*
**
-* You make me wanna live again *
You make me wanna try again *
You make me wanna love again *
And again and again and again *
You make me wanna live again *
You make me wanna try again *
Beautiful.
-* You make me wanna love again *
All right. All right.
I'm gonna go get a couple of things, okay?
Just relax. I'll be right back.
Ah.
Let's try a little something like this.
Very nice, very nice.
Let me just move your hair there.
Looks beautiful. Put this on you.
Just size this up here.
Make sure that, uh...
-* I've been *
-Make sure that fits really good.
How's that? Does that feel...
-* And you've been *
On my mind *
I wrote letters in my head to manifest you *
-* You make me wanna live again *
You make me wanna try again *
* Y ou make me wanna love again *
And again and again and again *
You make me wanna live again *
You make me wanna try again *
You make me wanna love again *
And again and again and again *
-Mom?
-Oh, hey. What are you...
What are you still doing up?
-Well, baby girl here decided to start doing
the Electric Slide as I was trying to go to bed.
So Micah ordered us some food,
and we watched a couple episodes of Real Housewives.
- That's nice. - Yeah, that is nice.
Hold on. You look mighty snazzy.
What did you have going on tonight?
-Oh, there was, uh, an event at the gallery.
-Must have been some kind of event.
Doesn't feel like you wear 5-inch heels.
-Which is why I need to go lay down,
so good night.
- Good morning. - Morning.
I picked you up a little something 'cause I was, uh...
wondering about how you felt about last night.
'Cause I know things are a little complicated right now,
so...
-They are.
I know.
-Um, but I, um...
I thought last night...
was a perfect evening.
-* Yeah *
-Oh, yeah?
-* It's all right * -Yeah.
* It's all right to love on you *
It's all right, it's all right to just be true *
Going on a ride *
I wanna feel the sun on my nose *
Feel my inner light *
Feel the freedom all in my soul *
Got my hair flowing, got my mind free *
Music stay bumpin' all for me *
Don't let the day go away *
Without a thank-you to yourself, baby, yeah, yeah *
It's all right, it's all right to love on you *
It's all right, it's all right to just be true *
* It's all right, it's all right to love on you *
And just be you *
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah, ah *
-Okay, then.
-She been out here messing with that boob tube.
-Mm-mmm! -Come in here.
Aww! These are so cute.
This is our last one.
- Who got you that? - Joy.
Oh. I love Miss Joy.
- Here you go, baby. - Ooh!
Oh, my goodness, this is so cute, Aunt Charmaine!
-And it's by a black-owned company.
- Okay. Come on. Yes! - Precious.
-I got it. Thanks, honey. -Okay. Okay.
Okay.
Oh! Hold on.
Hey, Daddy! I miss you!
Miss you guys, too.
I know your mama's over there holding it down.
-Uh, yeah.
- Hi, Ross. - Hi, Valerie.
Look at you.
You've always been the hostess with the mostess.
-Yeah, well, you know me.
I do.
All right, then. Uh, listen,
I'm gonna get ready to go to the gym.
-Okay, Daddy. Enjoy your workout.
- I love you. I'll call you later. - Bye.
-Bye, Ross.
-Hold on. Are those biceps and triceps I see?
-Val, are you okay?
Uh...
I'm having an affair.
- What?! - I knew it.
-With who? -This...
This man, this photographer I met out here.
-When did this happen? And where did you meet him?
-At the gallery. I met him at the gallery.
And it's very new. And, oh, my God, I'm just so happy
I can finally tell someone.
-Okay, okay, but I just want to know --
How did we go from moving out here to help Kayla
to laying low and spreading it wide?
-Shut up, okay? I just want to know -- How low did you go?
And I want to know everything about it.
-Uh, can we start with a photo of this man?
-Yes. Look, look, look, look.
-Oh. -Oh, baby!
He look like he pay rent.
-Oh, God. It's been amazing.
I never knew my body could feel like this.
And, you guys, this man... this man can go all night long.
-Is he on the pill? -He doesn't need it.
Bitch!
-And it's not just the sex, you guys.
It's not just the sex. He sees me.
He makes me feel like I exist outside
of just being a wife and a mother.
And the more I'm around him,
the more I remember who I am and who I was before.
And -- And it's not just that. It's the city.
It's New Orleans.
And it just makes you feel alive.
And it's the music and the art and the people and the joy.
-Okay, I hear you, sis, but what you gonna do
when Ross finds out? Or the kids?
-Donna. Can you please stop being a hater?
- No, I am being a friend. - Look,
if any of her friends should be traumatized
by her having an affair, it should be me.
Men do this all the time and get away with it, okay?
If Val want to be selfish for once in her life,
let her be it, and damn them kids.
Are you still considering a divorce?
- I don't know. I-I'm not sure. - Okay. Well, good.
So at least you also don't see this affair going anywhere.
-Can I just live in a moment for once, Donna? Damn.
-Sis, I am not trying to talk you into an empty bed.
What you're doing is dangerous.
-Look, I just want you to be careful.
Are you scared at all about this?
-Of course I'm scared.
- That's something. - Okay. Oh, okay.
There she is. Right on time.
Just give me a second. Let me go get my jacket.
All right.
-Wow.
Uh, hold on a second.
Having a wardrobe malfunction.
You know, I almost put those in the exhibition tonight.
- No, you didn't. - Take it easy.
Those are for my personal archives. Come on.
Help me out here, please. -I am, I am, I am, I am.
-Oh, boy. -What's going on?
Are you nervous?
-I'm always nervous before these.
-What? -Yeah, man.
-The great Peter Mosley is nervous?
Yeah, that guy.
-God, you're just so... I don't know.
I'm just not used to a man being vulnerable about his feelings.
-What? -Oh, yeah.
-You talking to a thug from the South Side of Chicago.
You better recognize. -Shut up.
Mwah.
No, but seriously,
I'm looking forward to, uh, introducing you
to quite a few people tonight, especially the museum director.
They're always looking for strong curators
such as yourself.
-Thank you. I appreciate that.
-No, thank you for being my date tonight.
- It's my honor. - Me, too.
-Come on. Let's get out of here. -Thank you.
You look beautiful.
-* I fell in love with you *
- Here we are. - Excuse us.
- Pardon me. - Thank you.
- Hey. How you doing, man? - Wow.
-Are you impressed yet? -I am very impressed.
-Ah, that's what I want to hear. -This is amazing.
-I know that guy. -Oh, you do?
-I do. -Mm, me, too.
-Cool, dude. -Mm-hmm.
I know him well.
-Oh, wait. -Oh.
Excuse me.
-All right. Oh. Hey. How you doing?
Baby, just give me one minute. -No, no, no, no. It's -- It --
-No. Go. Go, go, go, go. -Okay? I'll be right back.
-Go.
-Ooh, you got to be seeing green.
Ah, Jacoby, I'm so glad you're here.
-Oh, my God. Uh, you look amazing.
-Thank you. I like that hat. So you have a hat
for every occasion? -I actually do.
You know, 'cause an event like this,
a good hat shouldn't just complement the look.
It should start the conversation.
-I like that hat. -I know.
-My husband likes hats, too. -Oh, okay.
-Yeah. -Well, shout out to him.
-Yeah. -Mm-hmm. So, uh,
who you came here with?
-Oh, um...yeah, Mr. Mosley invited me.
I know that's right.
Mm. Oh, by the way,
so we might have secured this, like, painting
that my mother really loved from this artist out in Tremé, so...
-Oh, wow. -...fingers crossed
we get to add it to the gallery. -No, no, that --
that's incredible. -Yeah, yeah.
I know how much that means to you.
- Yeah. Uh-huh. - Yeah.
-Yeah. -Yeah.
-Mm-hmm.
-You're good. Go ahead. -Okay. Sorry.
Sorry, sorry, sorry. -No, go ahead and go.
- Mm-hmm. - Oh. Thank you.
-But, you know, I'm glad you showed up.
Oh, look. Hey.
-Hi. -Dani, Kenya,
This is my new intelligent art friend, Valerie.
-Hi. -Hi.
-Uh, yeah.
I'm the intelligent art friend.
Uh, how do you guys know each other?
-We used to date. -We used to date.
-Really? Okay. Um, at the same time?
-Technically. But Dani and I didn't know.
-And now we're together.
- Mm. - Oh.
Oh, hey, Glenn.
- What's up, man? - Hi.
How you doing? Good to see you.
-Oh, my gosh, we need a photo. -Evening, ladies.
-Let's do that. Let's knock it out.
Good to see you, brother. Yeah.
-Thank you once again. It's a beautiful event.
Thank you. Oh. Sorry, baby.
And, once again, I'm sorry I couldn't introduce you to Glenn.
You know, these things get a little crazy,
but I'm sure I can set up some coffee or lunch
or something like that. -Sure.
-To tell you the truth, I really don't even like this stuff.
The photos, the schmoozing -- it's not really my style.
-Okay, do you always date multiple women at the same time?
-Uh... Hey, thank you for coming.
All right. Listen, listen. Listen, listen. Hey, hey, hey.
Wait a second. Wait a second.
If you're asking me if I practice non-monogamy,
then the answer is yes.
-I guess I shouldn't be so surprised,
coming from the man who doesn't like to miss out on anything.
- What is this? - This --
This right here really isn't going anywhere, is it?
-Val, look, let's go outside... -Just...
-...and let's talk about this. -Am I right?
It's not going anywhere.
-Why don't you answer your own question?
You're the one that's married.
-Don't act like you care now. Don't -- Don't do that.
-I don't appreciate you coming at me like this
because I haven't judged you. -Really?
-Really. -Let me tell you something.
-I'm surprised you're still allowing this trauma
to lead your life. -Trauma?
-Trauma. -You can't even commit
to one city, let alone one woman
because the little boy inside feels abandoned by his mother.
And you too grown... -My mother?
-...and you're too old to act like that.
-This coming from a woman who can't decide
whether to mail off divorce papers or keep writing me.
You know what the difference is between you and I?
No. Listen. Do you?
Do you know what the difference is?
The difference is I know who I am.
And you're too damn old to be deciding who you are right now.
-God.
- Yes, Micah? - Hello? Hey, Mama V.
Hey, it's happening. The baby's coming.
-Oh, my God. Okay, I'm on my way
to the hospital right now, okay? Okay, bye.
-All right. Look. Let's -- Let me take you to the hospital.
We can talk about this in the car.
-No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
This old lady can call her own car.
Good night.
-Val.
-Sorry I'm late. I caught the first thing smoking, so...
-Daddy, it's okay.
Mom, will you hand her to him?
Oh, yeah.
Anaya, meet your granddad.
-Hi, Anaya.
**
*
-I know you don't really want any of that junk.
Well, uh, this is about as good as it gets
since I plan on staying here overnight.
-There's got to be someplace around here still open.
Of course.
God. Geez.
-You -- -Go ahead. Go ahead.
Thanks.
-Ah.
-Okay.
Thanks. I guess all that time in the gym
is working out for you, huh?
-Yeah.
You know, that -- that haircut look nice on you.
-Oh, thanks. I see you got a new Tech hat.
-Yeah. Had Jeremiah get me a new one.
I know you didn't like the other one.
-Yeah, that thing was awful.
-Hey, listen, them chips ain't going to do nothing for you.
Let me take you to get something to eat.
-Okay.
Okay.
-Hold on.
It's cold outside.
-Thanks.
-* Nothing but, nothing but you *
We drove all over this city
just to end up in some greasy junk-food spot on Bourbon.
-What the hell is a boudin ball?
I don't...
You picked this place.
-It was the only place that was open.
And can you please cut a brother some slack?
I mean, we are celebrating.
-What are we celebrating, Ross?
-Being grandparents.
-Well, in that case, can we have two Hand Grenades, please?
-When the hell you start drinking like that?
-Laissez les bons temps rouler.
It means, "Let the good times roll."
-That was kind of sexy.
What? No way.
You know, I told Jeremiah about that high-top fade
you used to rock. Whew!
-Then two weeks later,
I tried to put a texturizer in that thing.
-Oh, and -- and it was awful. It was awful.
Do you hear me? -All my hair fell out
'cause I'm trying to impress you.
- Unh-unh. - Do not blame me for that.
I'm not taking the blame. -Mm.
That was the same night as the Mary J. Blige concert.
-Oh, my 19th birthday.
I picked you up in Betty.
-Betty. And she broke down on the side of the road.
-Hey, hey, hey, now.
I popped that cassette in the deck,
and I gave you a concert on the side of the road.
-You did. You did. Get it. -Whoo!
* All I really want * -Hey, hey!
-* Is to be happy * -Get it!
- * Is to find the love *
-Whoo! They all looking at you.
Look at everybody looking at you.
Just don't take no pictures.
-Ain't going to take no pictures.
-Whew. And that night...
- Whew. - I told Jamie...
...I'm going to do whatever I can to get this girl.
How is your brother?
-Him and Stephanie are getting a divorce.
-Aw, no.
Yeah, he, uh --
he stayed at the house for a few weeks.
I had enough room.
-Well, I'm glad that you were there for your brother.
I'm sure you guys got some bonding time
and broke open a couple of beers,
worked on Betty.
-Actually...
I ain't touched Betty since you left.
Divorce seems so sad.
It's like...
losing a leg...
...and waking up in the morning, reaching for it,
and it just ain't there no more.
*
-I think we need another. Hey, can we have two more?
-You done drank more than me.
You might -- I might have an easy night.
-Oh. Oh, shut up.
Just shut up.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. I need help.
-Okay. Come on.
Okay.
What's all of this?
-You know I've been in the gym. -Aah!
*
Mm.
-* I speak your love language *
Shh *
Where you learn that?
-* I speak your love language *
Shh *
Unh-unh.
-* Ooh, unh *
Ooh, unh *
-Mom, are you okay? -Oh, yeah, honey, I'm fine.
The nurse came in while you were asleep.
-That man is driving you nuts, huh?
Your father and I, we --
we're still figuring out our stuff.
-I'm talking about the photographer, Mom.
-How...
How did you know about that?
-Well, after watching you stumbling in the house
all hours of the night, I had to see what was up.
So I asked that guy you work with at the gallery.
-Oh, my God.
-Mom, he didn't want to say anything.
I just...
I made him. -I'm sorry.
- No, no. - Baby.
-Oh, no.
-I'm really, really sorry. -No, don't do that.
-You have nothing to be sorry for or ashamed of.
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I think it's only fair that I share a secret of my own.
I never told you this, but, um...
...during that first year...
we split up for a bit.
And during that time, I received
the most random message on social media from...
from Christian Mitchell. -Oh, my God.
I haven't heard that name in a long time.
Exactly.
He started liking all these pictures
and telling me how good I looked.
But then I went to his page,
and he was looking good, too, Ma.
After a few messages, I ended up meeting up with him.
We started talking about high school and life after.
And before I knew it, I was feeling 16 again.
Christian felt like the perfect escape
from the choke hold I felt my marriage was.
But then I started having doubts
that this spontaneous rekindling
would survive over time...
...that, eventually, the issues I was dealing with
with Micah would show up with Christian.
-Mm. Yeah.
-Then I remembered my therapist
comparing the situation to a theme park.
Sure, it's exciting...
...but you can't live there.
You cannot substitute romance for true love.
I believe...
...that learning how to love yourself
will make it easier to love the one you're with...
...whoever that is.
Come here.
-Oh, God.
-Hey, when did you become the mother?
-* Hey, come on *
-Hey, strawberry daiquiri. Hey, you made it back, huh?
- Yeah. - Nice top.
Uh...you, too.
-The city really got a hold of you, huh?
-Yeah, it certainly has.
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-Yes, indeed.
I guess that three-year drought is over, huh?
Oh, girl.
All right, now.
-Val, let me just start by saying --
-Wait, wait. Wait, wait. Can you just give me a sec?
I just have to say one thing, okay?
-Okay. -Okay.
So...
the other night was a culmination of a few things,
but mostly it was like...
the woman that I was running away from
and the woman that I'm becoming collided at that event.
And instead of fighting with you...
...I really should've been thanking you.
Look, I came here to be with my daughter,
and then here you come.
And you showed me a part of me
that I didn't know was still there.
You gave me the space to remember who I was.
It has been such a gift to me.
-Val, um...
...you have to understand that you've been a gift to me, too.
You know, I haven't been able to shake what you told me.
You told me that, um, some people were afraid to fall.
I don't want to be afraid with you.
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I want you to come to Paris with me.
-Why not start the journey now?
Think about it. It'll be just like here.
The art, the, uh -- the food, the culture.
-What about my family?
Like, I can't just move across the world.
-And why can't you?
I mean, look at what you're building for yourself.
You yourself said that you've never traveled before.
Think about it. This is the beginning.
You're doing something that's just for you, finally.
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Let's explore another magical city...
...together.
-Val, come home with me.
Look, there's a lot I didn't say last night.
You know, it could have been the, um...
-Hand Grenades?
- Yeah, those. - Yeah.
-A-And when you mentioned Betty last night...
...I didn't tell you a thought I had about her.
I've been working on that car for almost 30 years...
...a-and it seems like every time
I would fix something on it,
something else would break.
And after all those years, no matter what,
I didn't give up on it.
I didn't get rid of it. I just --
I just kept working on it.
And, Val, I don't want to give up on you...
...and I really don't want you to give up on me.
I mean, at my age,
I-I didn't know how to tell you
what was going on with me...
regarding my...
-Oh, my G-- Ross...
this isn't just about sex.
I wanted love, I wanted you.
You know what it was like? It was like...
It was like I was grieving you.
I was grieving the old you.
You didn't want to fix any of the issues in our marriage,
and you know what else?
The day that I left you, you didn't even ask me to stay.
-Val, do you hear me? I...
I am here.
And I'm sorry.
Listen...
...when you stood in front of that vending machine...
...my life flashed before my eyes.
I mean, even -- even now,
seeing the version of the woman you always wanted to be.
And I always thought we were too old
to be anything other than who we were.
-Oh, my God, here we go. -No, but -- but I was wrong.
-I was wrong about a lot.
But I am not wrong about us starting over.
-I can't start over.
I'm not building a relationship in a graveyard.
You said it yourself.
I'm not the same woman that you married.
-I still believe you are. -No, I'm not.
I'm not.
And you got to understand that, Ross.
I'm not starting from scratch.
I'm starting with all the things that I've learned
and that I accept
and that I love about myself.
And if you really want to make this work,
you got to be willing to love the woman that I am now.
-What do you need from me?
-Baby.
I don't want to give you directions on how to love me.
I want you to find your way to me.
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-Wow. Hm. -Mm-hmm.
-She would've loved this. -Mm-hmm.
-I want to thank you, Valerie.
Now, um, I know I've said this before,
but you -- you have been an angel.
-No, no, no.
You and your mother are the angels.
Look, you helped a 50-something-year-old woman...
...remember a dream that she forgot she had, so...
...I'm the grateful one.
-How old you say you were? -Unh-unh.
- Have you lost your mind? - Okay.
-Well, I see you're still learning French.
-You never know. -Mm. Well, speaking of,
what are we going to do about this box
that we have from Paris?
-Paris? -Mm-hmm.
-You got it? -I got it.
-Okay. -Yep. Oh. Here we go.
-Oh. -All right.
Oh, my God.
I mean, have you ever looked more beautiful?
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Sweet.
-Wow. -Hm.
Yeah, so...
we're definitely gonna have to add this to the gallery.
*
-Wow.
I don't think I've seen you more beautiful.
-You drove all the way down here on a Wednesday?
Don't you have work in the morning?
-I retired, Val.
*
-All this time...
and you finally did it.
-At this point in my life, it felt more important
to spend my days with someone I care for
more than anyone else in the world.
Not just because I want to, but...
...because she deserves it.
Life wouldn't be life without you.
And when I think about spending my life with you,
at this age...
...my only regret is it won't be long enough.
I want this next chapter to be...
...something we cherish together.
I got my passport. -What is that?
Oh, my God. -I don't know.
I mean, uh, I thought maybe we'd go somewhere
you always wanted to go, like --
like Paris or something.
-Mm.
Yeah, sure. We'll figure it out.
-Yes.
We'll figure it out.
You want a ride?
- Yeah. - Let's do that.
-Ah. -I saw that
Mary's performing tonight.
You still like Mary, right?
-Oh, come on. Mary J. Blige?
You know that's my girl. -I know, I know.
-No, wait. Is Betty gonna make it?
Because, you know, she likes to break down.
-It's only a mile away. She better not.
-She better not.
-* Time to let go *
Sing, all I really want *
* Is to be happy *
And to find a love that's mine *
It would be so sweet *
All I really want is to be happy *
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