GLOW

In this world...

there are good guys... and there are bad guys.

And we... are the good guys.

You see that name on my door?

It's my father's name, son of a bitch.

But this isn't about him.

This is about justice.

This is about holding on to what's ours.

This is about my company and my name.

And I will not be bullied into submission.

Whoo! Oh...

I just wanna say thank you so much for bringing me in for this.

There aren't roles like this for women right now.

It's really... ooh. It's really great.

You were reading the man's part.

Oh, God. Uh...

Sorry. That's...

'cause I just thought Mel was short for Melanie,

and then the other part was...

- Would you like to start over? - Yes, I would.

Okay.

This is about my firm and my name,

and I will not be bullied into submission.

Sorry to interrupt. Your wife is on line two.

Okay. Thank you, Ruth.

Hey, Mallory.

It's Ruth Wilder.

I was hoping to get some feedback on my audition.

Have you been hiding in here for an hour?

Can you at least tell me who got the part? Was it Jeanie Barton?

She's... in the mix.

You bring me in a lot. And you never cast me.

If there's something I need to change, I wanna change it.

Every director says, "Bring me someone I don't know.

Someone I haven't seen. I want a girl who's real."

So, I bring you in so they can see that they don't actually want

the thing they think they want.

Look...

I do cast some experimental projects on the side,

if you are open to that kind of thing.

- What kind of thing? - Would you consider erotica?

Porn? Like, in the Valley?

Obviously, I'm not suggesting you go have sex on camera...

unless that's something you're interested in.

What I'm interested in are real parts.

Not secretaries telling powerful men their wives are on line two.

You read the man's part on purpose, didn't you?

It's the better part.

No shit.

That's why we gave it to Steve Guttenberg.

Five, six, seven, eight! Feel it.

Find it.

Do it.

Want it.

To the right.

Hip, hip, hip.

Get loose, ladies.

Hi.

- You missed half the class. - Sorry.

And looser.

- Thought we're supposed to be tightening. - Some things are never getting tighter.

And squeeze.

And squeeze.

- Debbie. - What?

Debbie, boob.

Oh, my God.

Oh, make it stop.

I'm a fucking bovine mutant.

- Maybe if I do this? - Here.

- That's good. - Whoo!

Did I tell you the casting director offered me porn?

Uh... you? The girl who changes under her shirt?

I don't do that anymore.

Well... Oh, Jesus.

Obviously you shouldn't do porn. Unless it's, like, porn Shakespeare.

Since you're such a nerd, you'd probably enjoy that.

You know, I miss you making fun of me.

Why don't you come visit me in Pasadena, then?

- Ugh. It's so far away. - Come on.

I've called you like a million times to hang out. What is going on?

Ruth, are you okay?

It's just... little, stupid stuff.

You know, like, don't know if I can pay my gas bill.

I've got $83 in my bank account, and I'm waitressing all weekend.

And I've eaten Cinnamon Toast Crunch for my last...

six meals.

But, hey, you know, I'm gonna do porn.

So, things are looking up. Heh.

Can I tell you something that I realized recently?

- What? - When I first got Paradise Cove,

I was... God, so excited.

And then they put me in the year-long coma.

And I would lie in that hospital bed, just feeling powerless.

And then season three, I graduate to a wheelchair

- with, like, a sad blanket... - I'm sorry.

- How is this supposed to help me? - I'm getting there.

Everything changed when Mark was like,

"Deb, don't be unhappy. Let's have a baby. I'll support us."

And I was like, "Yes. Yeah. Why am I working?"

Getting pregnant and written off that show,

best decision I ever made.

I choose work.

But you're not working.

I...

Don't you wanna be happy and have a family?

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Uh... I think I need to get a boyfriend first.

Isn't that how it works?

- Okay. - No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

- Witness is playing at the Dome. - I can't leave my mom with Randy all day.

She'll feed him Funyuns and Fresca and government conspiracies.

Go.

Go, I get it.

Um...

I, um...

I miss you, too.

Randy only loves you 'cause your boobs are full of food.

Is that... Am I...

Oh, I didn't... I didn't hear the beep. Ruth. Hi, it's Mallory.

There's an audition. I'm not running it.

They're looking for unconventional women, whatever the hell that means,

and I thought of you.

I'll have my girl follow up with the details.

It's not porn.

If you ever accost me in the bathroom again...

you'll be blacklisted from every casting call in Los Angeles.

Good luck.

Whoo!

Have they started the audition?

I don't know. I've actually never done one of these before.

Are you SAG?

What? I...

I'm part Cherokee.

Well, it's not porn. Just so you know.

Oh.

I didn't know we were supposed to wear costumes.

Okay.

I said I'd do anything, so, here we fucking are.

Okay.

Hello, ladies.

- Hello. - Hi.

I'm Sam Sylvia.

Today we're just gonna be doing first looks and first cuts.

- Are there sides? - I didn't get any sides.

This is how this is gonna go, all right? No more talking. Just sit there...

and look at me and smile.

Okay?

Tell us what the hell we're doing here.

Oh...

- Hi, Cherry. - Hey, baby.

- How you doing, baby? Mm-hmm. - Good.

This another one of your trashy vampire movies?

What? No.

This is not a movie.

This... is GLOW.

Sorry, what's GLOW?

Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling.

This is a wrestling television show.

Only ladies. Lady wrestling.

Just like the big guys, but girls.

Get it? Girl on girl.

- What? - So, like, Hulk Hogan?

If one of you turns out to be Hulk Hogan, I've hit the fucking jackpot.

All right, take it easy. This is what's happening.

Yes, this is a wrestling show, and yes...

you're all gonna have to actually wrestle on cable television

for thousands of people.

That means...

- tit grabs... - Tit grabs?

cunt punches, shrinky dinks.

That move that looks like a catfight, but fancy.

Did I say cunt punches?

- Yeah. - Okay, good.

So, if any of you have a problem

with, uh, doing a wrestling show...

I suggest you leave now.

Thank you.

Really? You're going?

Thank you.

Bye.

- Bye. - Good luck, guys.

What happened there? You just... decided?

- Yeah. - All right, for those remaining,

congratulations, you made it through the first round of cuts.

Pretty painless, right?

I guess what we gotta do now is, I'm gonna sit over there...

and you guys are gonna line up,

get your headshots out,

and I'm also gonna have to have you sign a waiver...

in case of, uh, serious injury,

and/or death.

You seem to be very versatile with window coverings.

Well, I'm from London, so...

- I don't know what that means. - Yeah.