GLOW

Good morning.

Got breakfast!

Come here. Is this too much for opening night in Vegas?

Like you care.

- I do care. - Oh, shh!

- They're on. - ...dropping this evening.

And speaking of temperatures, look who I have here.

The hot new stars of Bash Howard’s GLOW.

With me are Liberty Belle, and, uh-oh,

this doesn’t look good: Zoya the Destroya.

Ladies, how are you enjoying Vegas so far?

Well, as the great American Elvis Presley once said, “Viva Las Vegas.”

Hmm. More like, "Viva Las Died On The Toilet."

...delightful capitalist town.

One of your decadent neon lights

could... could power entire Soviet village.

And yet, even we can afford clothes to cover women’s nipples.

- Have you guys been to the casino? - Well, I like blackjack.

We... Just don’t bet on red.

- That’s roulette. - Chess is far superior

to this blackjack.

- It's open. - Whole game is what, count to 21?

- Did I miss anything? - At least we can count to 21...

They’re just plugging the show, making up things about gambling.

...today is such a proud day

for our country.

You're right. Speaking of, I think we’re getting close.

- Hey... - I’m being told we’re about a minute away.

Hey. Wake up!

You're gonna miss it!

It's a once-in-a-lifetime event.

What about Yuri? Dog, Laika?

Well, you keep launching your puppies.

We are sending schoolteachers into space,

because here in America, we believe in, well, dreamin' big.

God bless the, uh... What was it? Oh, yeah.

The US Challenger.

Why you so proud of Challenger?

"Challenger" means second place. Is terrible name.

Good one, Ruth.

Okay, ladies, it's time. Let's go live to the Challenger.

T-minus 15 seconds.

I love this part.

- I'm not even sure where they're going. - They're going to space.

- Yeah, but, like, where in it? - Seven, six...

We have main engine start.

Four, three, two, one...

...and liftoff!

Liftoff of the 25th Space Shuttle mission,

and it has cleared the tower.

Bye-bye. Hope you don't run out of gas.

At least we can afford it.

Gosh, would you look at that glorious display of American genius?

Soaring across the sky. Hey, it's like a shootin' star.

That puny rocket look like child toy.

It's probably not even real.

It's pretend, like your Ronald Reagan Star Wars.

I spit on this Challenger mission.

And who is this Christa?

She is high school educator?

What she going to do? She going to chaperone prom on rocket ship?

Maybe I Challenge-r crew to chess game, how is that?

Then we see who is really superior brain.

- Ruth. - Oh, dear.

What?

Oh, my God.

It's unbelievable.

Okay, can we... can we cut?

We need to cut.

Come on, don't worry. It was only the local news.

Yeah, it wasn’t that bad.

I made fun of a national tragedy on live TV.

You were just being a good heel.

And... we don't know if it's a tragedy.

Maybe they survived.

The shuttle plunged into the ocean. They’re dead.

What’s wrong with CNN?

Why do they keep replaying something this sad?

- Hello? - Hey, is she there?

Oh, hey.

Hey.

What a fucking morning. Were you watching?

Yep.

- Are you okay? - Not really.

So happy you're comin' tonight.

Yeah, so, about that, um...

I got called in to work.

KDTV needs "man on the street post-tragedy" coverage.

They’re paying me overtime,

which should cover the cost of our last phone bill.

I'm sorry.

I really wanted to be your date for opening.

That's okay. Go work.

I’ll call you later.

Good luck tonight.

They’re not still gonna open the show tonight, right?

All right, so we’re at a standstill here?

- I’ve got 40 cues to work through. - I’ve never been in this position.

I don't know the right call, so I called the entertainment director

- to see what the other shows are doing. - I don't care.

I say we push opening night by a few days.

Can we do that?

Yeah, we’re the producers. We’re not running things by Glen anymore.

We push so we’re not the show that danced on the graves of the astronauts.

Mm-hmm. Yes. But let’s also run it by Sandy. Hi!

- Thank you. - Yes, ma'am.

Get up!

Oh, what a morning.

I almost crashed my car listening to it on the way in here.

- How are you all holding up? - Everyone’s pretty upset.

Well, it is a fucking tragedy.

And on opening night. I mean, it’s a tough call.

You know, I was here when the MGM fire happened.

Eighty-five people killed.

The entire town was devastated.

Guests literally suffocated in their beds.

- Mm-hmm. - But when the dust cleared,

my old dance captain, Fluff LeCoque...

- I don’t know if you know Fluff, but... - Mm-hmm.

Anyway, Fluff walks into the theater,

she takes a deep breath, and she says,

“Well, it doesn’t smell like smoke in here.”

And you know what? They were back

- on the stage the next night. - Hmm.

That's terrible.

No. That’s Vegas, Mrs. Howard.

Oh, no, no, no. This isn’t my wife. No, my wife plays the scientist.

I’m Debbie Eagan.

Also a producer.

Oh, my God. I am so sorry. I...

You know, I’ve been mistaken for somebody's wife so many times,

- you would think that I would know better. - Pfft! Yeah. No, it's me, Debbie, and Sam.

We're like the, uh...

...the... What's the thing with the three, the...

- Cerberus? - What? No. What? What...

- It's a three-headed dog. - Three Musketeers?

- There we go. - Oh, Musketeers.

Well, sounds like you have everything under control, so...

- I'll see you tonight. - You a big wrestling fan?

Uh, I'm a big fan of anything that sells out

and gets the people in the casino.

- Sandy! - Yeah.

Hey, great. So we're on, as planned.

Meaning you can throw your opening night party, as planned.

Our opening night party. All of our party.

All right, we should reconfirm the guest list.

- That’s the spirit! - All right, you get your phone,

- and I'll get the numbers. - Great.

All right. So, what,

none of you Musketeers want to do any real work?

All right, let’s jump to the Biddies entering.

- Oh! Yeah! - Here we go!

I'm in the money! Here we go!

- Jackpot! - Hey!

Who wants to get lucky? But not with us.

- We haven't had sex since the '70s! - The 1870s!

Ha!

Can they even see us?

Hey, paisanos.

How about we light the girls and not the curtains?

- Hey! - Oh, we're blinding you with old!

You know that stuff you’re always telling us

about how you can’t say MacDeath or whatever in the theater?

Do you think it's true?

Do I think it’s bad luck that a shuttle fell out of the sky

on our opening night?

Yes, Jenny, I do.

All right, let's cue the Red Scare.

Maybe we should get a Buddhist monk to bless this space.

You know, just in case.

- Sam. - Cue the Red Scare. Come on!

Oh, this is tremendous. This is great.

Forty-five minutes of people taking off their coats. Let's go, let's go!

All right, so we do the match. Do the match.

Wait, what are you doing?

- Do the match. - Yeah, Russian.

Yeah, I'm gonna make your bottom red, just like your politics.

I think we should address the Challenger in the show, hit it head-on.

Why? To make everyone cry?

- Yes. Exactly. For catharsis. - What is that, one of your theater terms?

All right, now let’s kick those Biddies out of the ring.

Yeah. Out of the ring. Out of the show.

Maybe they died in the Challenger explosion.

Stacey, too soon.

Oh, terrific.

I can't wait to hear this bitching for the next three months.

All right, skipping ahead.

Uh, do the, uh... the double-cross.

Hey, hey, hot pants. Your entrance, a little early there.

Zoya pins Fortune Cookie.

Good. And then Bash says...

Yeah, we're all devastated. You should see my fucking sound op.

Nothing. Bash says nothing 'cause he's on the fucking phone.

Is this gonna be all day?