Child.
What does she say?
I really feel like
we shouldn't read it.
Oh, girl!
Scarlet, it was just your time, girl.
Scarlet was just another one of those girls
that just relies on being beautiful.
The girl was all about herself.
It's like somebody else read this message
because, whatever she got to say, whatever.
Bye, bitch.
But, never the less, it says meet you
on the late night dance floor, XO, XO, Scarlet.
We love you, too, Scarlet!
We love you Scarlet.
But never the less she's taken up
enough mirror space.
Girl, the blood is still in the water!
I will say this, though, everyone read that girl to filth
and she never let it bother her.
She might have been
too focused on herself.
Bitch, Scarlet is still
in the parking lot jumping in the van
and Miss Ra'jah is still reading the dog ...
out of her! Girl!
Scarlet, don't watch this part of the episode!
Don't watch this part! Scarlet! Turn the TV off now!
The confidence was very high
but at some point you got to humble yourself
and take some of it and grow from it.
Oh! Alright.
Congrats, bitch.
You won a dancing challenge!
All right Miss A'Keria, girl.
You got something, not keep it going.
I was really,
really happy with my critiques this week.
They said I stepped up my game
in the personality department, thank god.
I know that my look will be safe, no matter what.
So now I can do whatever the ... I want.
Miss Plastique.
This bitch has worn a corset every time she's hit that runway
and receives no critiques about it.
You should just call her Viola Davis.
That bitch know how to get away with murder.
I don't got hold ... back.
it's top nine now! You've got to give 200%.
Whatever. She'll be gone soon.
When they were talking to you,
I was talking to myself like bitch,
because a lot of times people can get in your head.
It's like ... you're not-
You seemed pretty salty about Scarlet
calling you out on the runway.
I did feel some time of way about it
just because like,
you know, if you know you're the weakest, admit the [bleep]
Bitch, you knew you weren't the tea.
It was just sort of like really?
You're going to throw me under the bus?
But I already knew that bus was coming and I was ready.
It is very clear
that Ra'jah is allowing herself to be her greatest saboteur.
The pressure
you can see, is getting to her. She's already lip synced twice.
She just kind of has these meltdowns.
It might be her turn to go.
You know what?
Make every moment count.
and if you can't make that moment count,
with what you got and what you brought,
then lip sync for your mother ... life!
Bye, bitch!
And hopefully turn that ... out!
Like my sister
because if you stay ready-
You ain't got to get it!
Bitch! That's it!
I feel like the target on my back
is the fact that I've been in the bottom
but I'm feeling very vindicated
and feeling like the lip sync assassin has struck again.
Honestly. I do feel like it's some girls
that are flying under the radar like Miss Shuga.
Where you at? My girl, Plastique.
She's relying on her looks to get her safe.
I love you.
Nina. What's the tea, girl?
How you feeling? Empowered?
Bitch, you are one of the oldest bitches here.
Why are you always needing approval?
The [bleep]
We need y'all gone because y'all are taking up space.
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Oh, sis!
Slowest entrance ever!
Enter the [bleep]
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That's a hop scotch walk!
It's a new day in the work room.
Despite the fact that my body is still not at 100%,
I'm ready to tackle whatever Ru throws at us,
as long as we're not running.
I got a question.
This is a sensible question.
You know, there's been 126 hoes
in the rority of RuPaul's Drag Race.
Do you all get compared to any of the 126 who's?
I get compared often to Latrice Royale.
They call me baby Latrice.
I painted like Miss Fame for a while.
I get compared to Naomi Smalls
until people see my drag.
Oh, girl!
She done already done have hers's.
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