We Three Queens (2023) s01e03 Episode Script
Delores
1
(energetic piano music)
One look at me ♪
Who couldn't see ♪
Mother Nature gave her best ♪
- And big breath.
If you see my face ♪
As the only grace ♪
Then surely observe the rest ♪
When making my entrance heads
turn ♪
To see every inch
of my curves ♪
Oh.
- What's the problem, Delores?
- Who am I kidding?
- Look how that light hits you.
You're a star.
- You're just a sweet talker,
Tony.
- Delores, you've been
working so hard for this.
- Yeah, exactly.
Too hard.
Either you got it or you don't.
Maybe I don't.
- Okay, look. Maybe
you're just having trouble
connecting with the song.
It's gotta come from the body,
right?
You gotta be aware of your
posture,
your breath, your diaphragm.
- My what?
- No, not that diaphragm.
You were married, weren't you?
- Yes. I had a whole life before
I joined
the old lady choir.
Are you married?
- No.
- [Delores] Hmm.
- Tell me about your first
date with your husband.
How did it make you feel?
- He bought us a box at the
opera.
Damned if I knew what language
it was in.
The thing dragged on for hours.
The whole time,
I was just waiting for him to
make a move
put a hand on my leg, anything.
Finally, the girl on stage stabs
herself
and the lights go down.
(heavy breathing)
I lean over to get my purse
and I feel Harold's hand go up
my skirt.
Goosebumps!
Anyway, you don't need
to know the details,
but that's how I came to love
opera.
(gentle piano music that stops
abruptly)
- Good. Okay.
Try from the beginning.
- I'll tell you, this isn't
gonna work.
- Just try.
One, two, three.
- It's gone.
- What's gone?
- The memory.
- May I touch you?
- Sure, but nothing funny.
I got mace in my purse.
- Okay. Now, now breathe into my
hands.
Good. Now, take it from where we
left off.
(gentle piano music)
(images whooshing)
When making my entrance
heads turn, ah ah ah ah ah ♪
To see every inch of my
curves, ah ah ah ah ah ♪
With just one conversation ♪
They dream of fornication ♪
(people applauding)
(upbeat organ music)
So, I got the part?
Yes or no?
Yes.
You're going?
Well, I gotta get home to the
boys.
- The boys.
(energetic piano music)
I'll show you my high C next
time.
- I wait with bated
breath, my prima donna.
(floor creaking gently)
(energetic piano music)
(upbeat organ music)
(upbeat organ music continues)
(upbeat organ music continues)
(energetic piano music)
One look at me ♪
Who couldn't see ♪
Mother Nature gave her best ♪
- And big breath.
If you see my face ♪
As the only grace ♪
Then surely observe the rest ♪
When making my entrance heads
turn ♪
To see every inch
of my curves ♪
Oh.
- What's the problem, Delores?
- Who am I kidding?
- Look how that light hits you.
You're a star.
- You're just a sweet talker,
Tony.
- Delores, you've been
working so hard for this.
- Yeah, exactly.
Too hard.
Either you got it or you don't.
Maybe I don't.
- Okay, look. Maybe
you're just having trouble
connecting with the song.
It's gotta come from the body,
right?
You gotta be aware of your
posture,
your breath, your diaphragm.
- My what?
- No, not that diaphragm.
You were married, weren't you?
- Yes. I had a whole life before
I joined
the old lady choir.
Are you married?
- No.
- [Delores] Hmm.
- Tell me about your first
date with your husband.
How did it make you feel?
- He bought us a box at the
opera.
Damned if I knew what language
it was in.
The thing dragged on for hours.
The whole time,
I was just waiting for him to
make a move
put a hand on my leg, anything.
Finally, the girl on stage stabs
herself
and the lights go down.
(heavy breathing)
I lean over to get my purse
and I feel Harold's hand go up
my skirt.
Goosebumps!
Anyway, you don't need
to know the details,
but that's how I came to love
opera.
(gentle piano music that stops
abruptly)
- Good. Okay.
Try from the beginning.
- I'll tell you, this isn't
gonna work.
- Just try.
One, two, three.
- It's gone.
- What's gone?
- The memory.
- May I touch you?
- Sure, but nothing funny.
I got mace in my purse.
- Okay. Now, now breathe into my
hands.
Good. Now, take it from where we
left off.
(gentle piano music)
(images whooshing)
When making my entrance
heads turn, ah ah ah ah ah ♪
To see every inch of my
curves, ah ah ah ah ah ♪
With just one conversation ♪
They dream of fornication ♪
(people applauding)
(upbeat organ music)
So, I got the part?
Yes or no?
Yes.
You're going?
Well, I gotta get home to the
boys.
- The boys.
(energetic piano music)
I'll show you my high C next
time.
- I wait with bated
breath, my prima donna.
(floor creaking gently)
(energetic piano music)
(upbeat organ music)
(upbeat organ music continues)
(upbeat organ music continues)