Will & Grace

Okay, he's a man, but he's aged into a lesbian.

Steven Tyler! Jon Voight!

- Newt Gingrich! - Yes.

Okay.

She's... don't get me started.

- Jada Pinkett Smith. - Yes.

Oh, oh! We want to love her,

but she makes it impossible.

- Caitlyn Jenner. - Of course.

Um...

Oh! Uh, uh... rich, hostage.

- Melania. - Beret.

- Patty Hearst! - Yes!

Whoo!

You guys are up.

Grindr has gotten so skanky.

I feel like I could get finger herpes

just from scrolling.

Ooh, there's a gay guy within ten feet from... oh.

- Can we play? - Okay.

Patience, darling, patience.

Grace, you need to take my new profile pic, okay?

But wait until I do something adorbs.

Come on, Kare, it's our turn.

Kare?

- Is she asleep? - Wait, it could be a trap.

A smaller Karen might shoot out of her mouth

and bite your face off.

I got this.

What's going on?

What's happening? Who won the election?

Your guy.

Oh, I had the craziest dream.

You were there, and you were there...

You weren't.

Hello, Grace, I was just giving you full adorable,

and you missed it!

In the dream, Will was living with a swarthy man in uniform,

and Grace was married to a Jew doctor.

Yeah, well, we were. But we're single now.

That tracks.

What happened to the children you had

who grew up and got married to each other?

- That never happened. - Oh, what a relief!

Nobody wants to see you two raise kids.

Yeah, I mean, what would be funny about that?

But you're not still living together.

Oh, no. I mean, I mean...

- she's living here right now. - S-staying here.

- Staying... - For just a couple of weeks

until the dust settles.

On your genitals?

On my divorce.

Because of your genitals.

Wait a minute, wait a minute. What about Stan?

Is he still alive? Am I still rich?

Answer the last one first.

You're rich, Stan's alive,

both single, no kids.

Got it?

Got it.

Are you writing another angry letter

to that congressman?

Wow, you are so good.

Eh, people throw around the word "hero" too much.

I didn't say "hero."

There's that word again.

- Is that him? - Mm.

"Congressman Steve Sandoval."

I hate it when bad guys are handsome.

It's like Scar in "Lion King."

What?

Who cares what he looks like? He's trying to gut the EPA.

I am so impressed.

You are so woke.

I used to be woke.

Now I use my pussy hat to sneak candy into the movies.

Get back into it. Write your representative.

- I should write. - Why don't you?

I don't wanna write.

I'm so busy! What can I do

that's low-effort, high-impact?

- Fart in an elevator? - That was not me!

That is fake news.

Hi, it's your assistant, Anastasia Beaverhausen.

I have to tell you about my conversation

with Melania... you know, the wife of your president?

By the way, I signed your name

to his birthday card. Bye!

She never stops rubbing it in my face.

Yeah, but does she ever bring up the election?

No, she tortures me, constantly.

I know what I can do.

I can put my foot down with her in the office.

No more gloating.

No more screaming "Lock her up!"

when I wear something she doesn't like.

Well, there you go. It's just what you wanted,

you know? Effort is low,

and you're impacting a person who's high.

Not hungry, couldn't eat a thing.

What are you in the mood for, Jack?

French toast.

I am off, boys. Thank you for inspiring me.

Who talks like that?

Okay, who's the guy?

Your lips are pursed, your neck is flushed,

and you're presenting.

I am writing a protest letter to a congressman

about issues that matter...

- in my pants. - I knew it!

I knew it! I knew it!

How hot is he on the Ryan scale?

He's a Reynolds-point-Gosling.

- Okay. - Grace thinks

it's all political, but we're totally flirting.

Okay, Shonda, now we got a scandal.

Hey, look.

There he is. And he is the worst...

votes against every environmental regulation.

Okay, I get it.

You wanna hook up with a power gay.

It's called an "Anderson Cooper."

It used to be called an "Elton John,"

and before that, an "Abraham Lincoln."

Wait, wait, wait, is it...

Isn't it hypocritical to hook up with someone

that I disagree with on virtually everything?

Will, do you know how many men I've been with

who I disagree with politically?

I don't.

'Cause I don't ask! You just pop out your contacts

and you get to work.

It's not like I'm ever gonna meet this guy anyway.

Okay, I know exactly what to do.

All right? Here we go.

And going to his Facebook page...

and going to his calendar...

and looking at his speaking schedule...

and I found one.

"Addressing the Energy Caucus in the Rose Garden."

Are we tech avail on Friday? We are.

Okay, good. Now let's book our train.

Are we comfortable in business, or should we be bad

and splurge for first?

Let's be bad!

I mean, if we're gonna do it, let's do it.

Okay, and we're done.

Thank you for booking your travel through "One Fine Gay."

Karen, I need to... Karen?

Hey, Grace. She's not here yet.

Hey, Tony. You're in early.

- Hi. - Yeah, you know,

I was just finishing up the drawings on the townhouse.

You are so good. Mm.

Hey, Tony, can I ask, um,

does Karen ever offend you?

Mrs. Walker, offend me? Um...

Well, I mean, she's like...

You know, she's like... I mean...

well, what do you mean by "offend"?

Does her politics offend you?

Politics? No, no.

Is there anything else that she does that offends you?

Mrs. Walker? Uh...

you know, she's... she's... it's kinda like...

I mean...

nah, she doesn't offend me, no.

Well, you let me know if she does.

I will. Thank you.

That stuff looks great.

Karen, you and I need to have a very serious talk.

Oh. So, I shouldn't do this?

Honk.

I'd prefer you didn't.

How about this? Honk-honk.

- No. - No.

How about the Sugar Ray speed bag?

Karen!

Sorry, honey, but you make me nervous

when you do the serious face and your mouth goes

into that little balloon knot.

I'm instating a new rule.

Your politics, your business,

but you gotta keep it out of the office.

Honey, I knew I had some news.

You're redecorating the Oval Office!

- What? - What?

What? What? What?

What?

The Oval Office?

Yeah, Melania called me last night

after one of her night terrors.

She said the hubster's been pouting

'cause his office is a real dump.

So, I says to her... I says,

"Melani-o, have I got the decorator for you."

And she says, "Is she pretty?"

And I says...

"Not a threat."