Random Acts of Flyness (2018) s01e02 Episode Script

Terence:
Black face.
Black face.
Black face.
Good morning!
Najja:
I release the desire to feel
like I am absolutely
in control of
the future.
I release the desire
to be their primary
source of affection.
:
Release that shit.
Release that shit.
Released.
-I release
the desire to feel
Word?
Did I wake you up?
Najja:
Did you see my text?
I was, uh
shooting with my phone,
so I had it on airplane.
And now it's dead, so
what'd you text me?
Terence:
Where you going?
-Out.
♪
Najja :
Release that shit.
That shit is released.
What up, world?
Welcome back to
Random Acts of Flyness.
This week's episode
is about dreams,
the game,
you and me,
and us.
What you're about
to witness is a hypersigil
whose existence
will provoke
a profound shift
in consciousness and--
Girl!
What's good, Ma?
-That shit
lookin' good as f--
What the fuck?
What's going on?
♪
Wait up ♪
Here I come ♪
Don't run into the dark ♪
So quick ♪
I know ♪
You gonna go your own ♪
But we're in this together ♪
So when it comes ♪
If you see no light up there ♪
To color your skies ♪
And you start to cry ♪
I bet I'll be there for you ♪
Through and through ♪
Right by your side ♪
Oh, baby ♪
(video games
beeping, warbling)
Radio DJ:
Dallas, Texas, St. Thomas.
We in here playin'.
Don't let 'em
tell you we ain't
Electronic voice:
Kekubian Assassin.
Man:
Excuse me, miss,
I just wanted to tell you
you have
a really nice smile.
I appreciate
a beautiful woman.
Your smile made my day.
Where do you get your hair don?
-MAGA, unite on white!
White men
don't do suffering!
Woman:
You're sleeping
with the enemy.
He can't eat it like I can.
Men are the enemy.
Valley Girl:
Did you go
to the woman's march?
Oh my God,
I want your butt.
What should I cook
for his family BBQ?
I'm almost
as tan as you.
Boy:
Hey!
You lookin' good!
Man:
You don't belong here!
Man 2: Looking real good
in them heels, though!
Man 3:
That ass is nice.
-Stupid-ass bitch.
She probably got ten kids,
fuck you!
Bitch, I'm doing
you a favor.
White man:
The South will rise again.
Build the wall.
Man:
Fuck you. You don't call me
anyway, sweetheart.
-I like white girls
better anyway.
Good morning, young--
Good morning.
-Good morning.
-Man: Ah, you already know.
Good morning.
-Woman: Good morning!
-Good mornin'!
-Woman: Not good morning.
All right, no doubt.
What up?
-Woman: Good morning.
-Buenos dias!
Mornin'.
-Good morning.
-Woman: No!
Not good morning.
Good morning.
Good morning!
Wait, no, no, no.
Let me try it again.
Good morning.
Woman:
No, not good morning.
-Both: Good morning.
-Good morning, guys.
-Hey.
♪
Hey, yo!
Hey, yo!
You fillin' out
those jeans real nice!
Word.
Ooh-wee!
I can't believe
I'm saying this.
But yo,
I think I'm in love.
Kadosh, kadosh, kadosh ♪
Adonai tz'va'ot ♪
♪
♪
Is that my lil' mans?
You better be smilin'.
Yo hairline poppin', bruh.
And them lips dewy.
Kadosh ♪
What's that I smell?
Kadosh ♪
Adonai tz'va'ot ♪
-You smell like
fresh popcorn, bruh.
-Man: Yo, fellas!
Let me give you
young fellas my number,
so we can
hang out some time.
Seven-one-eight
Kadosh, kadosh, kadosh ♪
Adonai tz'va'ot ♪
I love you, my nigga!
I swear to God!
I love you, man!
You hear me?
I love you, man.
♪
I love you, man.
It's real, man.
-I love you, my nigga.
-I love you.
-I love you for real, Mike.
We should greet all the brothe.
I'm glad to see him.
I don't have to--
Just the fact that he's black.
♪
Woman:
Let's talk specifically
about your work--
your rejecting
like a monolithic
or singular view.
It's all much more complex
than I guess
I'm used to seeing
coming from a man.
Well, I mean,
there is the question
of whether I am a man
or not, first of all.
Alok:
We grow up in a world
that disappears
gender non-conformity.
And so, when
I see it in myself,
my first reaction
is not to say
necessarily this is me
or this is what I've
always wanted to be
or become,
but rather,
I'm just as confused.
When I started,
the intent was
to soften my skin
and my feature.
I was already feminine enough.
And then the boobies came.
And that changed everything.
Nine times out 10, cis folks,
women and men
don't fit in a box
of what it means
to be a "man,"
what it means
to be a "woman."
'Cause what does
it mean to be a man?
Like somebody please tell me.
Sometimes in order to be seen
as someone who's not a man,
I have to participate
in forms of feminity
that I might not
be interested in.
Like, I'm not
always interested
in wearing
a full face of makeup.
Although, I really
do look good in it.
Um, I'm not always
interested in wearing a dress.
These are things
that sometimes I just do
to make other people
see me as trans.
I opt not to have surgery.
I love the skin I'm in.
I think that
God has blessed me thus far,
in terms of
not needing
to rush to a table to
affirm myself,
so other people can
view me as a woman.
Alok:
And I think it's more about
coming to terms
with the beauty
of that unknowability.
Man:
Can't dream.
Angry Woman:
Do some freaky shit again,
and I'ma get up
out of this chair
and I'ma bust your ass!
You sittin' here
rubbin' on your penis.
Are you serious?
Do you wanna
rub your dick, bitch?
You rub your dick
when you get off
the motherfuckin' train.
Better, next stop,
you get your ass
the fuck up off this train,
before I beat the shit--
Man:
Bloods! Bloods! Bloods!
There's nothing more beautiful
than when you gather
with your brothers
on a beautiful sunlit day!
It's a thing of beauty!
But let me tell you something,
in this day and age,
when public masturbation
is just a banal part
of a woman's
morning commute,
you might think
it's "gentlemanly"
to stand in front of her
and silently
bask in her aura.
But it's not!
It's creepy.
That lingering eye contact.
That "let me
walk you home" shit!
You're a creep too.
You're a creep too!
♪
Mami, I'm sorry, I'm sorry--
♪
Nigga, is you lost?
What?
Do you mind?
So long as you're
not lost, nigga.
Yo, Khal.
Let him in, bro.
Just fuckin' with you, bro.
Khal:
Maria!
Give my man
a plate of food.
It's Claudia!
Excuse me. Hey, Chloe!
Take my man.
-Woman: Hmm, no.
-Hey!
-Boy!
Yo, what's good, bro?
What's up with you?
Yo, what's good with you, bro?
-Ew!
You ain't never gonna
catch us hugging each other
like this ever again.
Peace out.
-All right, bro.
I'm just playing ♪
So play back ♪
I won't hurt you ♪
Never that ♪
You won't hurt me,
so play back ♪
Trying to catch me
never that ♪
♪
Boys in love ♪
Pan's got hands,
that is all ♪
He's got Los
against a wall ♪
Pan's got hands ♪
That is all ♪
They're just close,
that is all ♪
Alok:
It's easy to romanticize
this rhetoric of
"just be yourself,
don't care about
what other people think."
That's bullshit.
Because if I didn't care
what other people thought
I would get beaten up
too much.
Don't you hear me
calling you, Miss Honey ♪
I know you hear me
calling you, Miss Honey ♪
Alok:
I don't really know
how to relate
to my gender
outside of being made
into a spectacle.
A couple of years ago, I was
just walking down the street
and this woman,
I think she was a woman,
I don't wanna assume,
just started screaming.
-"Yes!"
-Woman: Yes!
-Just screamed "yes"
and ran across the street
and just kissed me 15 times,
and hugged me and said,
Alok and Woman:
"You're the most fabulous thing
I've ever seen in my life."
And that felt
just as eviscerating
as someone
punching me in the face.
Because in both scenarios,
I'm reduced to a spectacle
for other peoples' consumption.
Miss Honey ♪
Miss Honey! ♪
Miss Honey! ♪
Miss Honey!
Miss Honey! ♪
Electronic voice:
Select a character.
♪
Get ready!
(upbeat music singing
in foreign language)
You can do it, Carson!
Keep up, Carson.
Carson, you lose.
Tyrell, work, hunty!
You're putting me to sleep.
Tyrell, you lose.
So close.
You lose, Sarah.
You lose.
Final round!
We've got a battle
on our hands.
Can Najja keep up?
It's neck and neck.
Naya:
Hold that brick wall, Mami.
You gon' need that.
It's mad bum niggas
out here.
To love ourselves in worlds
that fundamentally hate us.
I'm much more interested
in ending patriarchy,
than I am in loving myself.
♪
♪
Kristen Lovell:
You're raised
with dark skin,
you're not beautiful.
You learn shame early on.
So I would say I learned
that I wasn't cute,
very early.
Oh.
And every night
before I went to bed,
I would say, "God bless
Mommy and Daddy.
"I pray that I have
enough money
when I grow up
for plastic surgery."
But it wasn't, like--
And when I think
about it, that's very sad,
but
it wasn't like,
"Oh my God, I hate myself."
It was just like, "Oh, this is
something that I need to fix.
And it's possible, and"
There's always
a voice in our head
that's determined
by the dominant imagination.
Yes, right now, I'm trying
to lose seven pounds.
And that is so that
I can do a little bit
of Voluma here
and Restylane here.
I also had a nose job.
I actually didn't think
I could go through it.
Like, go under the knife,
and-- and-- alter my body.
Like I didn't really think
that I could actually do it.
But what-- what do I--
You know, like, do I just
live miserable in my body?
Forever?
For the record, I did not
want a white nose.
I just wanted,
like, a bridge,
and I mean,
I'm 100% African,
so I don't know
how I could, like--
I can't be any blacker.
You see how I'm wearing
this shirt right now?
This could have
never been possible
if I had to wear
a motherfuckin' bra.
I mean, it really was vanity.
I don't think it had anything
to do with self-hate.
But, um, I think that
was pure self-love.
Bea Arthur:
I've known people that
have gotten work done
and lost their lives.
Because they became
addicted to the silicone.
Or they botched
their face up.
Nobody should
give a fuck that much
to where they'll kill
themselves for it.
I personally would not.
Kristen:
I used to be very insecure,
but now, like,
even on my worst days,
but also, I live in Harlem,
so dudes are gonna
try to holler at you
even if you look like ass,
so, um, you know,
I get external validation.
You know, I don't know.
I have, like,
a body type that men like.
You know, I'm really
into weaves and whatnot.
I've been learning now
to just be comfortable
with myself,
and who I am
in my body.
And that's just me.
Kristen:
It used to be a lot worse.
Like I had legit
body dysmorphia
for a very long time.
Like I'm about 150 now,
and I used to be 115.
And even this, actually now
that I'm looking back at it,
I think, like,
far away, I guess my hair--
My face looks thinner
than up close.
And so that's why I want
to lose weight here.
Um
They're still in our
consciousness.
So that our own self-image
is already always performative.
I think I've gotten over it.
I studied psychology,
and it saved me,
and that's why I'm such
an advocate for therapy
and mental health
and mental strength,
because it really taught me
a lot about, like, assimilation,
and racial identity,
and you know, self-image
and all that stuff.
And I feel pretty good,
now that
I'm talking about it,
maybe I don't.
Maybe there's some
unresolved stuff.
I look really
beautiful today.
I really should go--
I have, like,
work after this,
but I really
should just go, like,
steal somebody's man.
Walking I go ♪
I'm walking
like a virgin again ♪
The edge of the sidewalk
is mine ♪
If I avoid-- ♪
♪
Nene?
I think I might throw up.
(Pan and Lost Boys
singing in Spanish)
♪
-Wendy: But I want a man--
Wendy:
With a plan ♪
Lost Boys:
Pan, she wants a man ♪
Yes, I want a man, a man ♪
If you ain't know,
it's gotta be a man ♪
It's his job to kick
the fuckin' whatchucallit ♪
Patriarchy
in the rasclat can ♪
For that you need a man ♪
But why a man, when
you can have me, a Pan? ♪
And us, we understand ♪
There's no fighting
this thing ♪
It's older than stardust ♪
Older than sand ♪
Oh, our queen ♪
Lost Boys:
Oh, Wendy ♪
Wendy ♪
I will tell you now
what you need to be free! ♪
Will you now?
Will you now ♪
Will you now? ♪
I won't be a man, girl,
I wanna stay a boy ♪
Girl, 'cause if I stay a boy,
it'll never be a man's world ♪
Too late, mad late ♪
It's already a man's world ♪
Well, we in Nuncaland,
so we still have a chance ♪
A chance? Boy, please,
I only stay for sure things ♪
Plus no men?
What type of life
would that be ♪
Well, first no manspreading
or mansplaining ♪
♪You're kinda already-- ♪
I already said no raping,
no random penis exposure ♪
No rub of the shoulder,
more money, more power ♪
When you work
the same hours ♪
No looks of shame when you
behave like a sexual being ♪
-You guarantee if I stay,
this awaits me ♪
-If you wanna be the queen ♪
In a world where
us boys never grow ♪
And never show ♪
Come stay with me ♪
Nunca.
Yes, Nuncaland ♪
No, no.
Nunca , like,
I'm never doing that.
Oh.
Your intentions are good ♪
I wish I could ♪
Abracadabra thoughts
of me, thoughts of we ♪
Never growing up with
this rape culture scene ♪
I'm all agitated,
I gotta navigate it ♪
All alone ♪
Lost Boys:
No you don't,
no you won't ♪
Yes, I do to grow
big enough and strong enough ♪
To fight you niggas off us ♪
When you should be the ones
who need to grow ♪
-Grow ♪
-Grow ♪
Grow ♪
No, no, no,
we should never grow ♪
We should never grow ♪
I know,
I know, it's unfair ♪
It's your father's father's
father's father's mess ♪
It's why you're afraid
to take on all the work
and the stress ♪
I'm not afraid ♪
Lost Boys:
He's not afraid ♪
But if you stay here ♪
We should stay here ♪
If you keep fear ♪
Please stay here ♪
Wendy:
You'll never turn your
dreams into reality ♪
Or know the difference
between freedom and hiding ♪
I'm not a queen or a deity ♪
And I don't want
a king or a god ♪
I want a human
who will fight beside me ♪
So maybe you can
break the mold and show me ♪
That it's not
so bad getting old ♪
No, it's not so bad
growing old ♪
If you take
the fight to win ♪
You fix your father's sins ♪
If you fight
the fight to win ♪
You fix your father's sins ♪
Your father's father's ♪
Your father's
father's ♪
You fix your
father's father's father's ♪
Your father's father's ♪
You fix your
father's father's father's ♪
Your father's father's ♪
You fix your
father's father's father's ♪
Your father's father's ♪
You fix your
father's father's father's ♪
Your father's father's ♪
You fix your
father's father's father's ♪
Your father's father's ♪
You fix your
father's father's father's ♪
Alok:
But we're each
trying our best
to navigate
the dissonance between
what the world
says that we are,
and what we know
ourselves to be.
And there are
many means we use
to try to lessen
and decrease that distance,
and I operate
from the premise
that gender is one of those.
That gender dysphoria
is not something
that just trans people have,
but that gender as a system
is already dysphoric.
Baby ♪
I know you
picked up some ♪
Fucked up habits
from your father ♪
Had you folding
over your ears ♪
Denying the shit
that you hear ♪
But I'm asking
you to feel me ♪
Feel me ♪
Yeah ♪
Oh-oh-oh ♪
♪
Woman:
Yes, girl!
You tell 'em!
That's what I'm talking about!
When we don't
play no parts well ♪
Except for who we are ♪
I just want you, baby ♪
-Woman: Yes!
-Woman 2: My man better never!
-Free yourself!
-Hell, no! Do you, boo.
No.
Oh, girl,
this ain't no exchange ♪
And there
ain't no dotted line ♪
Where you can
sign your name ♪
Mornin'.
♪
DAMANI: As a New York City
native person,
I think I'm probably one
of the most unconventional
young dance makers right now.
For me, it's like,
when I go see dance,
you can just tell when someone
has something to say
and when they don't.
My art has to matter,
I have to be able
to say something,
so that I can survive.
Being keen to your surroundings,
and to your temple,
helps you navigate
more profoundly in the world.
You're not prone to getting
swept away by the stream
that doesn't exist.
You're kind of more focused on
who you are, what you're doing,
in your present moments.
If you look at, you know,
natural peoples untouched
by technology
it's language, it's dance,
it's everything
that's very human.
This is how they've survived
and that's everything
we're ignoring.