[S8E3]: Gallery Girls
The episode begins as the camera follows Sheridan as she walks down the sidewalk by the beach, and into a cute acaį bowl cafe.
Sheridan walks up to the counter and orders.
“At Heidi’s event, Mona and I agreed to have a conversation privately away from the other ladies. I don’t want to exactly rehash all the drama from months ago, however, I am not just going to pretend that things did not happen that caused her and I to fall completely out.”
As Sheridan thanks the worker and goes to sit, Mona walks in.
Mona: “Hey! I’m going to order a bowl real quick!” She walks up to the counter and orders.
Mona makes her way over to the comfy seats where Sheridan is sitting down.
Mona: “Hey love, how are you?” She smiles politely and sits.
Sheridan: “I’m doing great!” She takes a sip of water and looks around. “I hadn’t been here before, it’s like a ten minute walk from my house.”
Mona: “I haven’t either it looks so good.”
Sheridan: “So — how are you doing?”
Mona: “I’m doing okay today…” She sighs.
Sheridan: “Well, I understand it’s day by day but I’m hoping with everyday there is continued growth and healing for you.”
Mona: “I’m glad we’re sitting down today.” She smiles.
“Sheridan and I have been sworn enemies for a while now but I’m happy we’re getting this time one on one to really talk things out. Why waste energy hating each other?”
The girls thank the worker who brings over their acaį bowls. Mona clears her throat.
Mona: “Before we start and get into whatever you want to get into, I want you to know I have no ill will toward you at all…” She places her hand on her heart. “I’ve put all of that in the past. I’m truly sorry for everything and anything I did that hurt you last season. I never want to get back to that place of absolute hatred.”
Sheridan takes a quick bite of her bowl and nods along.
Sheridan: “We can forget your social media shenanigans, we can move on from the Bree stuff, but what I need from you…” She wipes her mouth. “There is one thing I need, Mona.”
Mona: “And what is it?” She pushes her hair out of her face.
Sheridan: “I need you to admit that you lied in Las Vegas on my boyfriend, Marcus. He was never in a club with anyone. You made that up to try and hurt me.” She crosses her arms.
“Shortly after Las Vegas, I confronted Marcus about what Mona alleged and he assured me it was all a lie.
Unaired footage from last season begins playing. The camera pans over a field where Marcus’s football team is practicing. the camera follows Sheridan as she marches across the field in her heels.
Football Player: “Who the hell?!”
We see Sheridan pull Marcus from practices as they go and sit on a bench.
Sheridan: “One of the ladies in the group told me in Vegas that you were out and about kissing a girl in the club.”
Marcus: “What club? You know I don’t even be in Beverly Beach like that?”
Sheridan: “I know, but I had to ask.”
Marcus: “Don’t let those women get into your head. I ain’t Martin okay. I’m not about to be out here getting caught up when I got you holding me down. I may be dumb but I ain’t stupid, girl.”
I was furious and interrupted his practice session on the field…and it all turned out to be untrue. I just need her to admit it so I can move on without that doubt living in my mind. Marcus is different from Martin and I want to trust him.”
We see Mona take a second to hesitant before her response.
Mona: “Oh — it totally could’ve been a lie but what’s not a lie is that it was sent to me. I said in the moment that I trusted my friend 100%, but I don’t know for sure.”
Sheridan takes another bite of her bowl then rolls her eyes.
Sheridan: “It was a lie and I do believe you only said it in order to get some type of revenge on me but you were allegedly unwell mentally so I can’t hold that against you.” She shrugs slightly.
Mona: “I wasn’t intentionally planning on finding something to attack you with. It was coincidence and I’ll be honest and say when I got the message, I wanted some revenge. I take full accountability for that.” She looks to Sheridan.
Sheridan: “Well, I do appreciate you taking the accountability because it did hurt and I’m sorry my immediate reaction was to lunge at you.”
Mona: “I appreciate that at least you didn’t try to beat up this pretty face.”
Mona does a little pose and Sheridan laughs.
Sheridan: “Mona, we use to have a solid friendship. Bree is no longer in our circle and I think she was a big hurdle in our friendship. I think with time, maybe we will be back to how we once were.”
Mona smiles widely, tearing up a bit.
Mona: “I do miss our friendship, and I would like it to go back to what it once was.”
Sheridan: “I do too, Mona. It’s time.” She nods. “I think if we both put in the work, we can get there. Hell, look at Lorelei and I. We were just together this weekend.”
“Mona and I were close at one point. Mona knows that I have trust issues when it comes to my relationships due to Martin cheating on me in our marriage so of course it stung me for her to come for my newfound happiness with Marcus. As a mature woman, I can forgive and work towards forgetting it all. I miss our fun times.”
Mona: “Moving forward, I would like to set some boundaries though it that okay?”
Sheridan: “Boundaries?! What are those?” She laughs. “Just kidding, let’s hear them.”
Mona: “First one, husbands, boyfriends, kids off limits. Let’s just leave them alone.”
Sheridan: “Agreed!”
“One of my issues with Sheridan is that she will make very personal digs and that is a trigger for me. If we can set a boundary where she can make…less of them, I think it’ll help.”
Mona: “Also, if we’ve got an issue with each other, let’s come straight to each other and not make it a big thing with our group.”
Sheridan: “I can agree with that too. Let’s not let the other women instigate or drive wedges in between the friendship we are trying to rebuild.”
Mona: “Totally — because I think that’s honestly what Bree did. But with time I believe we can rebuild that trust we once had it’ll just take baby steps.” She smiles.
Sheridan: “I agree. Baby steps, but hey…steps none the less!” She laughs.
“This went so much better than I expected. I thought she’d be way tougher on me, and she really could have…which is a good sign for us.”
“I’m happy that Mona and I can clear a path forward for us to work on our friendship. Now, I hope that Monsè and Mona can do the same, because after what all Monsè told us girls at Victoria’s church…I am not sure their conversation will be as civil as ours.”
The camera quickly zooms out from Sheridan and Mona at the cafe. It turns and zooms into the sun, once it zooms out we are in a diffrent location. We hear the sound of people working out.
We see a fancy gym facility and a large, muscular man leading a class in a big room. As the class finishes up and is let out, we see Jac milling around in the lobby.
Some people coming out from the class look her up and down.
“So, I’ve invited my girls Monsè and Victoria out for a little boot camp session with my trainer, Allen!. I told them to bring Heidi and Valentina along so I can get to know them a bit better. I’ve been a bit under the weather, so I won’t be participating in today’s physical activities but hey, I may as well get enjoyment out of these bitches sweating like whores in church.”
Out in the parking lot, we see Valentina and Monsè get out of Valentina’s sleek Bugatti.
Valentina: “Oh, Girl — I hope this boot camp doesn’t whoop our ass!” She looks at Monsè. “Although I’ve heard this gym isn’t the greatest to work out in. They say it’s super smelly in here! We should’ve invited the girls to my home gym and have my personal trainer come in! ”
“Listen — I’ve done Sparta training and boot camps in my sleep. This shouldn’t be anything for me to do today. I just can’t wait to watch these other girls struggle!”
Monsè laughs and the pair walk into the door and immediately see Jac.
Monsè: “Hellloooooo gorgeous!”
“I usually prefer to get my cardio in with my husband Gil, but I’m willing to try out this bootcamp thing for Jac.”
Jac: “Hi gorgy!” She gives the girls hugs.
Valentina: “Hi Jac! Are you not working out today?”
Jac: “Honestly girl, I’m not.” She frowns. “I’ve been really unwell since Heidi’s charity event but I know you girls need a good workout.”
Monsè: “Girl, be nice!” She giggles. “Oh no, hope you feel better soon Jac. It must be a bug going around, my son has been super sick this week too.”
Valentina frowns
Jac: “Honestly, I don’t know what it is girl. I’ve been feeling so queasy and nauseous these days.”
The camera pans to Heidi who walks in and waves.
“I’m not usually the type to work out. That’s why I pay a premium at the doctors office every year.”
Victoria follows just a few seconds behind, she holds a water bottle.
Victoria: “Well hello ladies!” She looks Jac up and down.
“Coming to work out is obviously a problem for Jac, but wearing this….Told y’all she had no style.”
“How is Jac going to invite us to a boot camp and show up in a church attire?”
Valentina: “I don’t think we’ve met before. I’m Valentina Armani.”
Victoria: “Nice to meet you.” She smiles.
Valentina: “So nice to you meet you too! Love your orange top and bottom!”
As the girls move into the empty workout studio, their handsome trainer comes in.
Monsè grins and begins fanning herself.
Monsè: “Whew, did it just get hot in here?”
“Can y’all stop bringing in all these fine men? Trying to get me in trouble with my man.”
Valentina: “Well, hello mister trainer!”
Valentina extends her hand and flashes a smile at the trainer. The trainer, Allen, chuckles a bit and shakes her hand, he then looks to the group.
Allen: “Hello ladies! Are you ready for a hard workout?” He claps his hands together.
Victoria: “Yessss! Work me hard!” She does a little dance, the girls giggles.
Jac approaches Allen and gives him a hug.
Jac: “Allen!!! Thank you so much for working my girls out! As you can see, they need it!” She laughs.
Allen: “Great to see you, Jacqueline.” He turns to the girls. “Alright ladies. Lets get going, lets start off with some cardio.”
Heidi: “Oh I already got my cardio in this morning. I’ll sit this one out!”
There is a montage as Heidi and Jac go sit on some equipment and watch the ‘Wives, Allen leads; Valentina, Monsè, and Victoria in a workout class. The class ends, the girls are all sweaty and panting.
Allen: “Great workout, girls! Come back and see me any time.” He pulls his shirt up to wipe sweat from his forehead.
Valentina: “We’ll be back!”
As Allen leaves; Monsè, Valentina, and Victoria get water bottles then sit on the floor. Heidi and Jac join them.
Valentina: “Monsè, you were missed at Heidi’s event! I was nervous meeting these girls for the first time!” She takes a large gulp of her water.
Heidi: “That was quite the… disaster I’ll say.”
Monsè: “A disaster?” Her eyes go wide. “What the hell were you girls up to at a charity event?” She wipes her forehead with a towel.
Valentina: “Monsè, you could’ve warned me these girls are crazy!”
Heidi: “Mona was there and that was quite the scene. And someone showed up uninvited. There was crying, screaming, and the tension was something else.”
Jac: “It was a mess Monse! An absolute disaster!”
Heidi: “At a fucking charity event!”
“Lord knows that charity event was horrible. You had Yvonne asking me about some damn trip that I forwarded the invite to spam, Jac having a Oscar performance , Heidi yelling…Chile.”
Monsè’s mouth hangs open.
Monsè: “Valentina, sorry girl I should’ve warned you.”
Valentina: “All is forgiven.” She laughs. “Well, then some girl name Mona came to the event and started asking about you!”
Monsè looks a bit surprised.
Monsè: “I’m interested to hear Mona was asking you all about me when she has my number.”
Valentina: “Jac, what all did Mona say in that conversation?” She looks to her. “I was just standing there, trying to listen. It wasn’t nice what she said about you. I do know that!” She raises an eyebrow at Monsè.
Jac: “Mona was very dismissive of my feelings about her absence. She went as far to say that she’d reached out to you, Monsè, for months and that you left her on read. It was bizarre to say the least…”
Monsè: “What the — That’s such bullshit. Oh my God!”
Jac flicks her hair out of her face.
Jac: “She made some kind of remark about her mother reaching out to you and that you ignored Mama Quinn. I don’t know…” She looks to Monsè.
Monsè looks in complete disbelief.
Monsè: “I left HER mama on read?! Wow, that’s…” She sighs. “That girl knows I’ve been there for her, and for her to lie like that? That’s low.”
Victoria makes a face and Heidi shakes her head.
Jac: “That’s what she is claiming. It’s as if she’s completely forgotten who supported her. Selective amnesia I suppose.” She shakes her head.
“I’ve called Mona. I’ve texted Mona. I’ve damn near sent out carrier pigeons to this girl and I haven’t heard a peep in months. Out of all the girls in this group, I’m the one that has her back inside and outside of this group. I’m beyond disappointed right now.”
Valentina: “I’ll be honest Monsè, it was hard for me to sit there and listen to her talk so bad about you.” She frowns and pats Monsè’s hand. “From what you’ve told me about her is that you’ve been nothing but a great friend to her so it was just really confusing!”
Monsè: “If that’s the story she’s putting out there, it’s going to get real interesting when we run into each other, which I’m sure will be the dinner at Yvonne’s art gallery tomorrow.” She looks to the ‘Wives. “I’m just so confused, like why lie about that? I don’t get it…I will be getting to the bottom of this, trust.”
Jac: “God, this dinner is going to be fun.” She rolls her eyes.
Victoria: “Will it?”
The scene fades as we get a final shot of the women sitting together in the workout studio.
The scene starts off with Valentina’s makeup artists finishing with her touchups while she is in the Confessional chair.
“I don’t think my family and I need an introduction…but I’m going to give you one anyways!” She laughs. “I am Valentina Armani, wife of the amazing actor Brandon Armani and former cheerleader for the Miami Heat.”
We are now getting shots of Valentina and Brandon’s unbelievable new house in Beverly Beach.
“Brandon is known for his popular roles on Titanic and Clueless but now has a multi year deal with Marvel doing their movies! I mean I think he’s pretty damn great in the bedroom and in movies.” She giggles.
Now we see Valentina inside of her expansive kitchen, she puts a beautiful roast into the oven then pours herself a glass of white wine.
The squealing of children can be heard and then all of a sudden there is a small girl crying.
Valentina: “Carter Armani! You get off your sister right now! What did I tell you about treating your sister like she’s one of your taekwondo friends!” She sets her glass down on the counter and storms over.
Carter: “But Mommmm, she started it.” He rolls his eyes. “She took my Switch away from me!”
Calli: “No! No! Not true!” She holds it up.
Carter then lunges at his sister and is now trying to pry to Switch console from her hands.
Carter: “IT’S MINE!!!”
Valentina: “Okay you two stop right now!” She rushes over to stop the fighting. “Your dad is fixing to be home and I don’t want this bickering going on when he comes home. I suggest you both solve the problem before I take it away for good.”
“I am also a mother to two beautiful children Carter who’s my son and Calli who’s my daughter. They both keep me on my toes and there’s never a dull moment with them two in this house! We moved to Beverly Beach about two years ago after livinghalf the year in Miami and then half in Hollywood together for the last 13 years. Beverly Beach is definitely an adjustment from Miami and Hollywood, even if it is only a few hours away, but I am starting to like it here, it’s a fun and vibrant city.”
We hear a ‘beep’ as the alarm signals an open door, and Brandon comes into the kitchen.
Brandon: “Hi honey, I’m home!” He sniffs the air. “Is she cooking?” He grins and gives Valentina a kiss. “You must want another Birkin.”
Valentina: “Hi honey.” She smiles and kisses him. “How was your day?”
Calli and Carter sprint over to hug their father.
Calli: “Dad!”
Carter: ‘We’ve missed you it feels like it’s been forever!”
Brandon picks them both up and gives them kisses.
Brandon: “Oh It’s so good to see you guys. I feel like I haven’t been home in forever. With this new movie I’m filming it has kept me so busy.”
Valentina takes the roast and sides out of the oven and begins preparing her family’s plates. Brandon, Carter, and Calli are already seated at the table.
Valentina brings the plates out for her family and sits next to Brandon. Carter and Calli are entranced in a video they are watching on an iPad.
Valentina: “It feels so good to have you home! It’s been a crazy few weeks.” She smiles and squeezes his hand.
Brandon: “So how has things been since I’ve been away? The kids should be starting school soon, right? I want to make sure they’re set.”
Valentina: “Yes, I hope they like a school that costs $30,000 a month for them to go…” She makes a face. “I mean, that’s a few outfits for me!” She laughs.
Valentina: “Everything is good other than you not being here very much…Which is super hard on me…”
“Don’t get me wrong — I love the life we live with the private jets, yacht, 2nd, 3rd, and 4th homes but then there’s times I wish my husband was more at home with us so he could be more involved in Carter and Calli’s life. I mean It’s hard doing it all on your own! He’s always been a workaholic even when I first met him. Some of our dates I remember it was me helping him read lines for movies.”
Brandon looks shocked and sets his fork down.
Brandon: “Oh honey, you know I do this all for us. Ever since I met you, I’ve wanted to be a better man and provide a life I didn’t get when I was younger. Which I think I’m doing a good job of.”
Valentina: “I know you do, babe.” She sips her wine. “It’s just hard when I’m the one stuck here every night cooking, bathing the kids, and running myself thin between sports, extra circular activities and school starting back up it’s hard to do it all.” She nods. “I love the life you provide for us but you know I’m never going to rely on a nanny to raise my children. It’s just hard doing this when I was used jet-setting around with you from movie to movie.”
Brandon: “Consider it done babe. I’ll hire a chef to start cooking for you guys next week and you can hire a part time nanny to help with just drop off and pickup for the kids activities. I don’t want you stress. Anything else you want from me.” He smirks. “I think I just solved world peace.”
Valentina: “Well… I have been toying around at the idea of maybe tapping back into my professional dancing. I miss it so much and back when we were in Miami you know after I retired I helped train and coach the new Miami Heat cheerleaders that were coming in, and I miss that. I thought about maybe looking around at some studios to see if I can’t get something going like that in Beverly Beach.”
Brandon chews his roast, looking a little confused.
Brandon: “Umm… Well I know how busy you were when you were doing that and how much slack I was having to pick up. I thought you wanted to slow down when we moved to Beverly Beach not get yourself busy like that again?”
Valentina: “I mean when the kids go to school. What am I going to do all day? Sit at home and read magazines all day… I just want to feel like I am worth something and dancing is my passion and what I love to do!”
Brandon: “You are worth the world and that’s what I’m trying to give to you babe. I don’t know if it’s a good idea, but I’m open to hearing your business plan and possibly looking at venues. We will take it one step at a time. But for the meantime we have some things to catch up on. What do you say we take this up to the bedroom…”
The camera pans to Calli and Carter quickly who are still at the table before going back to the couple.
Valentina: “Screw cleaning this up! I’ll clean up the kitchen later, let’s go upstairs baby. I’m sure the kids can keep themselves entertained.”
Brandon: “Yeah they will be fine, let’s hurry before they notice we went upstairs!”
“I love being Brandon Armani’s wife. He makes sure I’m well taken care in all the right places. What a wonderful life I live! Blessed and highly favored is an understatement.”
The scene fades as Brandon and Valentine get up from the table and head upstairs.
It is a beautiful, sunny day in Beverly Beach!
We get shots of the Art District, there are many privately owned stores of knick knacks and some art galleries.
Inside of a craft home good store, we see Marcie Maples browsing around.
The door rings as Yvonne walks in.
Marcie: “Hi Yvonne! How are you?” She hugs her.
Yvonne: “Hi! I’m good, I love those shoes.”
Marcie: “Oh thanks I just came from the shore! I wasn’t trying to be so dressy I thought this was casual.”
“Yvonne and I have known one another.. gosh since I move to Beverly Beach. I’ve known this lady longer than I’ve had a son.”
“Marcie Maples is a long time friend. She is a woman who knows her strengths. Every time you see her, her hair looks nice but those clothes are usually a miss. So, I’d say she had great career guidance.”
Yvonne: “So, I’m assuming you didn’t have a good time at Heidi’s party?” She raises and eyebrow and chuckles.
Marcie rolls her eyes and huffs out air.
Marcie: “That Heidi.” She picks up a trinket. “I just can’t with her. First I’m invited now I’m not.. who does that?!”
Yvonne: “She probably uninvited you because of the not so nice things you’ve said about her…” She examines a pit. “You said some pretty harsh things.” She flicks her eyes to Marcie.
Marcie: “I just find it weird she didn’t have a problem with what I say when she invited me to view the location alone with her. Why not say something to me then? It feels like she wanted to embarrass me in front of my friends, and is that any less harsh?”
“Why invite me to view the venue only to disinvite me from the party? Seems calculated!”
Yvonne: “It’s not, two wrongs are not making a right here. Do you think this something the two of you can mend or will you continue verbally splattering her like the pie you brought?”
Marcie: “I’m willing to work it out with her!” She picks up salt-and-pepper shakers that look like cherries. “But she has to be willing to do the same. I don’t dislike her… even if she’s a bit of bitch.” She chuckles.
“Being at this store, I can’t help but think about Heidi’s assertion that Marcie has no money. In Beverly Beach, we shop luxury not thrift.”
Yvonne: “She’s definitely meeting you halfway in the insult department, insinuating you’re broke.”
Marcie looks at Yvonne, then laughs.
Marcie: “Yvonne, you knew me when I had just sold all my salons. Do you think that money has dwindled at all with how much Jon makes to support us? I’m doing just fine financially.” She flips her hair. “She should use some of my money to hire cleaners honestly.”
Yvonne: “I hope so because I’m hosting a private exhibition dinner at my art gallery soon and I’d love if you purchased a piece!”
Marcie: “I’ll be more than happy to purchase a piece. You know I love all work you curate.”
Yvonne: “ Perhaps the cherry on top…” She points to the shakers Marcie is holding. “will be you and Heidi getting down to the bottom of things and agreeing to move on, but that’s harder to ask for than a couple thousand dollars.”
Marcie nods.
Marcie: “I’m open to talking to Heidi but the second she goes off the deep end I’m not following her. I’ll let her hit rock bottom alone.”
“I’m not like a fighter. It’s just stupid to me, wasting breaths. I hope Heidi actually has some substance to show off because otherwise it’s back to the ocean for Shamu.”
Yvonne: “Well, let’s pay for your little knick knacks you’ve gathered and go drink a smoothie! You’ll be getting one for healing and restoration.”
Marcie: “Yay smoothies!” She claps.
“If you ask me, the gulf between Heidi and Marcie will only grow because neither woman is going to put down their swords. Hopefully, it’ll at least be an entertaining duel to watch.”
The scene fades as Yvonne and Marcie head up to the register.
Music plays and it is now night time. We get shots of cars zooming down the main stretch of Downtown Beverly Beach. As a car goes across the screen, the shot changes to show the front of Yvonne’s art gallery.
Inside, there are no customers inside. There is a big table set up in the middle, and beautiful artwork hung all around. A harpist is playing in a corner and there is a little bar set up with a bartender. Yvonne is at the table finishing the seating cards.
“Tonight, I’ve invited all of the ladies to a private exhibition dinner. It’s after-hours and just us so that my upstanding gallery won’t suffer embarrassment from screaming, yelling, or pie snatching. The artist on display is a friend of mine, a French-American painter, and I’m hoping some of the ladies will buy the work.”
As Yvonne pours herself some champagne from the table, Sheridan walks in and waves.
Sheridan: “Oh this art is just truly fabulous…and the spread? Oh you’ve outdone yourself Ms. Langley!”
Yvonne: “Hi Sheridan! The blonde is really suiting you. Did Marcie have a hand in it?”
Sheridan just laughs. The camera pans to show the next guest entering, Heidi!
Heidi: “Oh dahhling, Yvonne! Isn’t this just gorgeous?” She smiles and looks around.
“Dinner in an art gallery is a first I’ll say. I’ve always had an appreciation for fine art. It’s just one it those things that you begin to care about only once you become rich, ya know?”
Heidi walks over to the girls and gives them both a hug.
Heidi: “Hi love! You look fab!” She smiles at Sheridan.
Sheridan: “Thanks babe! I’m loving your outfit, looks straight out of my closet!”
Yvonne: “Heidi, I hope no pies will smash in your face because we do have some on the dessert menu.”
The ladies laugh. Outside, a camera shows Jac as she slowly gets out of a car infront of the gallery.
Jac: “You can do this Jac, just get through it…”
“Honestly, I don’t really want to be here. I’ve been exhausted ever since we all got together, my tits are aching and the thought of eating snails for 3 hours is making me sick. Let’s have a great night.” She looks at the camera unenthusiastically.
Jac walks in.
Jac: “Oh, this looks cute. I love how abstract everything is.”
“I learnt about abstract art on the Uber ride over. I’m so cultured.”
Jac greets her friends. Mona and Victoria are the next two women to enter, we get a shot of both. They join the group.
Mona: “Hey girls! It’s gorg in here, Yvonne.” She hugs her.
Yvonne: “Thank you, my event designer is on maternity leave so it’s all me! I’m glad you like it.”
“Now Auntie Yvonne knows how to treat us girls right. She’s got the decor, the table settings, the private catering. Mmhm this is why I keep her as a friend.” She laughs. “I’m joking, I’m joking!”
Marcie is now shown entering the gallery with a bag of champagne in hand.
She approaches the group of ladies standing, drinking, and talking.
Marcie: “Hi! Hi!”
We see Marcie go around the group and give everyone air kisses. Heidi stands to the side quietly and sips her drink. Marcie stops before she gets to Heidi, not acknowledging her.
Marcie: “Yvonne, this is amazing. These pieces are beautiful!” She hands Yvonne the champagne.
We get a shot of Jac standing.
“Oh this was the woman screaming bloody murder and throwing pies.” She nods. “Cute.”
We see Jac turn to Victoria. Victoria looks at Marcie and gives her an up-and-down then purses her lips.
“Why your dress got a collar girl?! The theme was red, white and blue!”
Yvonne: “Thank you for the gift but, Marcie — Why must you be different? I said red, white, and/or blue. You’re dressed for a night in Miami’s Death Club.”
We see Heidi snicker a bit.
“The girl looks like she walked right out of the circus. The white collar is very clown chic must I say!”
Marcie: “I’m sorry I came straight from a salon interview! Wanted to look my chicest but couldn’t combine the two! Didn’t bring pie though!”
Jac: “Don’t be cheeky Yvonne! She looks fabulous!” She smiles at Marcie.
The camera pans to show Monsè and Valentina walking into the gallery together.
“I’m a little nervous about seeing Mona for the first time. In all our years of being friends, we’ve never gone through a tense moment like this, so I have no idea how things are going to play out.”
Monsè: “Wow. It looks so great in here.”
Valentina raises and eyebrow and looks around.
Valentina: “I feel like I’m in a science museum! I thought this was luxury!” She whispers to Monsè.
“I decided not to get all dressed up because I don’t know what kind of art gallery I could be walking into. I’m not expecting to walk into the Louvre or anything. I mean after I’ve never even heard of this art gallery!”
After grabbing drinks from the mini bar, Monsè and Valentina join the group.
Valentina: “Hi ladies! It’s so good to see you all!”
Monsé: “Thanks for having us, boo. This art is beautiful. I might have to use Gil’s card for one of these pieces.” She hugs Yvonne first. “Hello everyone!”
Mona now turns away and heads to the bar herself as Monsè begins greeting the rest of the group.
Monsè: “Well, almost everyone…” She glances at Mona walking away.
“I’m still pissed off about the whole situation with Monsè. Hopefully we’ll get a chance to talk tonight but I’m not happy.”
As Valentina and Marcie chat and introduce themselves to one another, Yvonne walks over and taps Valentina on her shoulder.
Yvonne: “Who are you again?”
Valentina: “Oh, well…” She looks caught off guard. “I’m Valentína Armani, and I believe you’re the host correct?”
Yvonne: “I am the host. Ms. Yvonne Langley, please address me as such.” She crosses her arms, keeping a straight face.
Valentina makes a face.
Monsè: “That’s my friend. Play nice.” She wraps her arm around Valentina’s waist. “She can pay for all of this in cash.”
Valentina: “Oh, I didn’t know we were in session. Although…” She looks around. “This could be a classroom by the looks of it.”
Yvonne: “Is it her money or her man’s?” She shoots a look at Monsè, then turns to Valentina. “I’m sure you could afford another day or two in school.” She smiles.
Marcie: “Oh!” She chuckles.
Valentina: “And you could afford a nice building! But who’s keeping count!” She shrugs and smiles back.
Yvonne: “I’m sure it’s not you!”
We get a shot of Victoria tilting her head and Sheridan’s mouth drops.
Sheridan: “What is this shade? Where is dinner? I’m hungry, Yvonne let’s keep the event moving.” She steps forward.
Yvonne: “Monsè, you’ve brought a lovely friend.”
Valentina rolls her eyes.
“I’m not sure who this young lady is, but I can tell you this…I’m not impressed.”
“Yvonne is rubbing me the wrong way. First on her invite she goes on about her lavish art gallery and I walk in and it’s the size of a peanut gallery. We barely fit the dinning room table in here! Classless.”
As other conversations pick up, the camera shows Mona and Monsè who end up next to one another. The camera focuses on him.
Mona: “Hey, how are you?”
Monsè: “Oh, um hey.” She gives Mona an awkward side hug. “Long time no see. How have you been?”
Mona: “I’m hanging in there.” She looks down. “Let’s try and talk tonight apparently there’s some things we need to discuss.”
Monsè: “Yep, it sounds like it from what I’ve been hearing. Enjoy dinner, we’ll talk later.”
“So the night seems to be going swimmingly. You’ve got Yvonne being rude to Val, Mona and Monse awkwardly interacting, Marcie and her fashion choices and this artwork that looks like my daughter Annabelle painted it.”
Yvonne: “Let’s all sit and get ready for dinner.”
The ‘Wives all find their seats at the table in the middle of the gallery. Yvonne sits at the head. Marcie, Heidi, Valentina, and Monsè sit on one side. Sheridan, Jac, and Mona sit on the other. Victoria plops down in the seat next to Jac.
Jac: “Girl, what are you doing? Conducting a train with all that racket?” She looks at Victoria.
Victoria: “Girl, you know I done put on a few pounds!”
The camera focuses on Yvonne at the head of the table, she lightly hits her knife to her champagne flute.
Yvonne: “So ladies, tonight we’ll be enjoying authentic French cuisine to honor the artist on display. Let’s drink and have some good conversation, the food should be out in just a few minutes!”
Jac: “Yvonne, I want to thank you so much for inviting us to your space! It’s absolutely stunning and I’m dying to try some of your escargot.” She raises a glass of water.
The women all go back to talking to one another. Heidi and Mona are getting to know one another as they talk to eachother across the table.
Mona: “It’s good to see you, Heidi. Thanks again for having me at you mental health event it meant a lot with everything I’m going through.” She smiles.
Heidi: “Of course darling it was my pleasure. Your mental health is and should be everyone’s priority here…” She leans in and talks low. “Unfortunately a few people feel the need to put drama before your wellbeing. We’ll get into that soon I’m sure!” She winks.
Mona: “I’m sure we will.” She smirks. “Let’s grab coffee or something soon and get to know each other some more.”
Multiple waiters bring out beautiful plates of classic french cuisine for the women; Boeuf Bourguignon, Escargot, Quiche Lorraine, Confit de canard. The ‘Wives admire the food as the chef walks through the menu then disappears into the back room. The women begin to dig in.
Yvonne: “Ladies…” She covers her mouth with a napkin as she finishes up a bite of food. “I do want to talk with the group.”
Everyone continues to eat, but looks to Yvonne curiously.
Monsè: “Go for it, boo.”
Yvonne: “Jac…I have to bring up something and please don’t take offense. You were very emotional and erratic at Heidi’s event while conversing with Mona about Monsè. Were you taking out some frustrations from your workplace that you’ve left or got fired from?” She begins cutting some meat.
Jac looks shocked.
Jac: “Excuse me?” She raises an eyebrow.
Valentina: “Damn…”
Some of the women look to Jac, Sheridan chuckles.
Sheridan: “Girl…” She looks to Yvonne.
“Yvonne was very messy for that dig at Jacqueline. Shady gal!”
Heidi: “She was fired?” She looks around and then attempts to cut her chicken.
Jac: “I’ve never been fired from anything a day in my life.” She looks to Heidi.
Victoria: “Was she caught stealing?” She says with bread in her mouth.
Yvonne: “I’m just saying, you’re storming out of events then it’s announced you’re out of a job. I’m trying to tease out if there’s a correlation…”
Mona: “She’s got a point.” She shrugs.
Monsè: “It was pretty sudden. What happened Jac?”
“I feel like everyone’s JUMPING on Jac and it’s like.. can we eat and look at the paintings. Everyone’s getting involved and it’s like y’all should send a Yvonne a thank you card for mentioning it so you could all pile on.”
The ‘Wives look to Jac, she looks sad and takes a deep breath before speaking.
Jac: “I’m not going to lie, there probably is some correlation. I was getting ready to sign back on for Season 4 but the night before I flew into Twitter to do so, Beau and I got into a massive fight.” She frowns. “Beau feels like I’m not around enough. He feels like all the success I’m having with my career is taking away from he and the kids. It’s umm…” She pauses and tears up. “It’s been difficult.” She awkwardly laughs as she sheds a tear. “Oh my God, this is so stupid. Like why am I even crying?”
Yvonne: “Wow, I’m sorry to hear that Jac.”
Sheridan gets up immediately and goes over to Jac.
Sheridan: “Oh babe, don’t cry. You’re doing the absolute best.”
Victoria: “Let it out, baby! Don’t worry about it.” She rubs Jac’s back.
Monsè: “I didn’t know you were going through all this. That’s really tough.” She looks at Jac sympathetically, taking her hand.
Heidi: “I’m sorry to hear that, honey.”
“Just like a man to make an ambitious woman feel guilty for pursuing her dreams because he can’t handle being a father and supportive husband.”
Jac: “You know as women, we have to work twice as hard for half as much and for my husband to not understand that.” She nods. “It’s hurtful, you know? Don’t get me wrong, Beau is the love of my life and is an amazing man but I stopped my career when I fell pregnant with Annabelle and now I feel like it’s my time to shine.”
Sheridan: “Don’t ruin your makeup sister!” She dabs tears from Jac.
Marcie: “Awh Jac I’m sorry.. I understand too.”
Monsè: “I know exactly what you’re going through, Gil used to do the same shit to me before I straightened him out. You just have to do what makes you happy girl.”
The women continue to console Jac.
“This has been a difficult time in my marriage. Beau and I feel so disconnected and it’s clearly starting to impact my mental and emotional state. It’s some real stuff we’re dealing with.”
Heidi: “Jac, don’t take offense to this but is something else going on? Ether you’re on the brink or divorce or we need to call Mona’s mental health facility.” She drinks her champagne then blinks.
Mona: “What?” She turns her head to Heidi.
Victoria snickers and Sheridan’s mouth is open.
Sheridan: “Oh Heidi, that’s a bit insensitive…”
Marcie: “Wow.”
Mona: “Let’s not bring up my mental health in any way thats not positive please. Thank you.”
We see Monsè cringe, Valentina turns to Heidi.
Valentina: “I think she’s okay, Heidi. Let’s not do that tonight.”
“These women…”
The camera pans to Jac. She looks at Heidi, agitated.
Jac: “I think I’m okay Heidi. I’ve probably met you all of 6 times in my life, so your assessment of my marriage is unwarranted and unsolicited. You should just sit back, listen and speak when spoken to.”
Yvonne: “Oh goodness.” She hides laughing behind her napkin.
Monsè: “Damn.”
“Here I was thinking that pie lady was the problem but Heidi is a little wackadoo.”
“Heidi’s a bitch.. and the sooner these ladies see that the sooner they’ll understand why I don’t like her.”
Victoria: “Heidi, tread lightly.”
Marcie: “She can’t.” She mumbles.
Heidi holds her hands up and looks around.
Heidi: “Okay, maybe I spoke out of line.”
“I meant no harm. As a pillar of the Beverly Beach community I only want the best for everyone. However when I feel something is off, I must say something.”
Yvonne turns back to Jac.
Yvonne: “Jac, I sincerely hope and I’m saying this as your friend…that you find a way to balance your ambitions with marital duty. You shouldn’t have to sacrifice who you are for a Union. I don’t care how prestigious his family is!”
Jac: “Thank you my friend. It’s a struggle but I think spending more time in Beverly Beach with my family is going to do us well. And thank you all for your support. Each and every one of you.” She sniffles and smiles softly.
“Except Heidi. That bitch.”
Yvonne: “Ladies, let’s get some positive energy in the room. I have a few cards here and I think we should hand out a few superlatives to all of the lovely ladies in the room tonight.” She holds a decorative box up. “Are you all game?”
Mona: “Yes, let’s lighten the mood!”
Valentina: “I’m game.” She nods and sips her wine.
Monsè: “Mona, actually would you mind stepping outside with me for a second? I don’t think this can wait any longer.”
The table quiets down and looks to Mona.
Mona: “Yeah, sure.” She nods.
The ‘Wives all watch as Mona and Monsè get up from the table and head outside. They give each other looks when they exit the building.
Yvonne: “Well, that should be interesting. We can start our game in the mean time.” She opens up the box of cards. “Okay, first one, easy one: Most Likely to Put their Phone on Do Not Disturb to avoid a call.”
Yvonne puts the card down.
Yvonne: “My vote is Victoria.”
Marcie: “Sheridan.”
Sheridan: “Mona like she did Monsè.” She giggles.
Victoria: “I’d say myself.” She chuckles.
Valentina: “I don’t know you ladies that well…” She looks around. “But I would say Mona because she ignored my friend Monsè!” She purses her lips.
Yvonne: “Jac, Heidi, any votes?” She looks to them.
Heidi: “I wouldn’t say any of you right now. We’ll see.”
Jac: “I’ll say Mona but then again I think she had some reasons for screening texts and phone calls.”
Yvonne: “Okay Mona wins that, perfect.” She holds the card up and places it at Mona’s seat. “Next one. Most Likely to Go Broke.” She looks around.
Marcie: “Interesting!” She looks to Heidi.
“This damn Yvonne Bernadette Langley with these questions?!” She laughs. “Always causing a stir.”
Victoria: “It’s a tie between Heidi and Valentina for me.”
Sheridan: “I’ll say Marcie, I mean she does hair. One bad chop or color and she’s over.”
Valentina: “I’d say probably Yvonne by the looks of this gallery….”
Yvonne: “And I’d probably say you by the looks of those wedges and cheap fabrics.”
Valentina: “This outfit is Valentino. But nice try! Where did you get that denim dress Target?”
Jac: “I think it’s pronounced Targèt, Val.”
Yvonne: “I know it’s hard for the poor to get glasses, but this is definitely not denim. I’m glad your sponsor can fetch you Valentino.”
“Oh Yvonne thinks she’s hurting my feelings? I have more money to buy out her little peanut gallery…and then some! Plus, who buys work from Home Goods and puts it on the wall to sell, Yvonne does! I saw the sticker on the back of the painting.”
“Clearly even Valentino dabbles in the next-to-broke fashion market.”
Sheridan: “Ladies, please this is a fun game let’s not get dirty. That’s for those two girls who left the table.” She laughs. “Anyways, we still need some ladies to answer! Heidi?” She looks at her.
Heidi: “Marcie of course. Isn’t it a known fact at this point?” She looks around at the other ‘Wives and sips her drink nonchalantly.
Yvonne yelps.
Victoria: “Oh!”
Marcie: “Know fact is…what exactly?” She looks to Heidi.
Heidi: “I told some of the ladies that you were having some financial troubles. It was a rumor I heard. I never claimed it was a fact doll face!” She cocks her head.
Yvonne: “You did just say it was a known fact, Heidi.”
Marcie: “So you’re allowed to gossip but if I do it I’m disinvited from you’re party?” She scoffs. “Is that right?”
Heidi: “Oh, Marcie, Marcie.” She sips her champagne. “We’ll talk later.”
Marcie is shaking her head now.
Marcie: “No, we’ll chat now. Thanks.” She leans back in her seat and narrows her eyes. “Heidi, I don’t understand you.”
Heidi: “Well, I think we should do this away from the group.” She starts to get up.
Jac: “Where’s she going?” She looks at Heidi. “This is a small gallery my love. There aren’t that many private rooms.”
Victoria: “No, do it here.” She grins.
Marcie: “I’m just talking to her openly let’s really talk.”
Yvonne: “Can you all get to the bottom of this so I can have the chef bring the pies out?”
“Pies? What is it with these ladies and their pies? The last time I ate a pie, I was in college and her name was Cynthia!”
Heidi nods and sits back down, looking over at Marcie who sits next to her.
Heidi: “Marcie, you and I were friends at one point correct?”
Marcie: “Exactly you invited me to the venue beforehand, alone as your friend, to help you look over final decisions.. then you disinvite me to the event.. because what?”
Heidi: “The reason you were taken off the list is because I had heard that you were saying my house is dirty, my parties are terrible, all of these horrible and degrading things that a ‘friend’ should never say. I felt not only betrayed by you but just disrespected.”
“I should’ve given her a heads up that she was uninvited absolutely, but in that moment I was so betrayed and blindsided.”
Heidi: “Not only that but you cause a huge scene at my event. Do you understand that my party was filled with the Beverly Beach elite? You made an absolute fool out of yourself that night.”
Marcie throws her hands up dramatically while rolling her eyes.
Marcie: “Ohhhh!” She pretends to cry. “Boo hoo! You heard someone was gossiping about you. Grow up.” She scoffs. “Life’s like that. I’ve heard you say some pretty nasty things about the girls in this group when we were friends, so you’re not a martyr Heidi.”
“She hates Sheridan.” She looks at the camera smugly. “But I didn’t say it. I’m just a gossipy hair stylist.”
We see Jac raise her eyebrow.
Heidi: “Oh really? What have I said?”
Sheridan: “Yeah, I would like to know too.” She looks at Heidi suspiciously. “She’s talked about women at this table?”
Marcie: “Absolutely she’s talked about all of you to me! We were good friends, you said things I’d never stoop to repeat, know who you’re sitting with girls.”
“She was on Grace Faroe’s fight with Sheridan. She defended Bree Barely, I saw them hanging out.”
Jac: “What’ve you said?” She turns to Heidi.
Yvonne: “I don’t think it’s productive to go down that rabbit hole, none of us care what Heidi said.” She eats some escargot.
Jac: “I certainly care!” She raises her hand.
Sheridan: “Yeah, speak for yourself, Yvonne. I want to know what she said about me, but we can address that at another time.”
“Oh babe, best believe I’m going to find out what was said about Sheridan Campbell.”
Heidi: “Marcie, repeat it. I have nothing to hide.”
Marcie: “I won’t expose you like this because i’m not like you.” She gives Heidi a nasty look.
Yvonne puts her hands up.
Yvonne: “Ladies, we have a lovely French Blueberry Cream Pie coming. Let’s table this discussion.”
Heidi and Marcie glare at one another.
Valentina: “Did we finish the game? I was having fun with it!”
Jac: “I think the same is over.” She laughs.
“Tonight was…off the rails. The girls were all bickering and barking like French poodles.” She laughs. “The art was fabulous and the food was delicious.”
The camera switches to outside. Mona and Monsè have walked outside and are standing on the sidewalk infront of Yvonne’s gallery. Through the window, you can barely see the other ‘Wives sitting at the table. An occasional pedestrian will walks behind them.
Monsè: “It’s been a while since we’ve talked. How have you been?”
“I’m definitely frustrated with Mona, but she’s one of my best friends. I still care about her well-being even if we’re going through a rough patch.”
Mona: “I’ve been having a rough time Monsè, and I thought that you were gonna be someone that was right by my side in all of this…I’m really pissed off by this whole situation.”
Monsè looks confused.
Monsè: “I’m sorry, I thought that’s what I was doing. It’s hard to support someone who doesn’t pick up the phone or answer a damn text. Do you know how it felt to get all my updates about you from Twitter? We’ve been friends for years, what sense does that make?”
Mona: “I was in REHAB, Monsè I didn’t have a phone or anything to communicate with. But the fact that my mom would text you to tell you what was going on and you didn’t even respond hurts me.”
“I’ve seen the text messages my mom texted her and two other close friends of mine. My other friends text back immediately, Monsè didn’t.”
Monsè: “What text? I don’t have any texts from your mom?” She begins going through her phone and showing Mona. “I have always been there for you, and to say that I’m not support or not by your side in this is hurtful and completely not true! None of these girls would ever stand up for you the way I have and you know that.”
Mona: “Exactly, and that’s why I’m hurt! Because out of all the girls in this group I trust you the most!” She shakes her head. “The fact that you apparently went around to everybody, telling them all about these issues with me to the point where I was confronted at Heidi’s charity event..,and I was totally taken aback. I thought our friendship was above these other girls.”
Monsè: “Let me stop you right there. I wasn’t ‘going around’ spreading anything. The girls asked about you and I had nothing to say because you went AWOL on me.”
Mona: “I did not go AWOL on you Monsè, I was going through some tough shit!” She points to herself. “What I’m saying is I don’t want ANYBODY especially your new best friend Jac in the middle of our friendship.”
Monsè rolls her eyes.
Monsè: “Ohh I see, so you’re just jealous of my friendship with Jac then. This isn’t the playground Mona. Making new friends doesn’t make me your enemy.”
“I’m not jealous of Jac and Monse. I’m pissed that Monsè would go to Jac to talk about her problems with me instead of coming straight to me.”
Monsè: “Also you can’t even use that argument because apparently you had a lot to say to Sheridan? The woman who was shitting on your divorce and tearing you down constantly for a year. Like what is that, meeting up with her before even answering a single text of mine. Do you trust her more than me now?”
Mona: “You seem pretty jealous that I talked with Sheridan before you.” She crosses her arms and smirks.
Monsè: “I’m not jealous, I’m hurt! I wanted to be there for you, and it seems like you leaned on everyone else but me.” Her voice cracks. “You’re like a sister to me, and it sucks to not just be out of the loop but to have to hear about what you’re going through from other people. If the tables were turned, you’d feel a way about it too.”
“I feel like Mona’s just thrown me away like a dirty towel she doesn’t have any use for anymore. Part of being friends with someone is confiding in them, so her leaving me out of her issues, it feels like she’s cutting me off in a way.”
Monsè and Mona take a minute, just looking at one another.
Monsè: “Look — I can apologize if I didn’t give you the support you need, but you’re in the wrong too, just own it!”
Mona: “I appreciate that you wanna be there for me, and yes I’m sorry for the way it all went down. Let’s just drop this and move on.”
“Monsè is still one of my best friends. Best friends fight and have disagreements sometimes. We’re too close of friends to be fighting over this petty shit, especially when there’s bigger things going on.”
Monsè: “I appreciate that, and I want to move on too. We’ve been friends for too long to throw this away over some stupid argument. Whenever you need me I’m a phone call away. You just have to pick up the phone when I call bitch!”
The scene fades as Mona and Monsè head back inside together.
