Part 3
Maury tries to keep it together. He asks Yousef directly: are you saying you don't even know her? Yousef says he never slept with her. He says she's big. He says she's black. He says he doesn't do that. The audience groans. Ginger's face does something between heartbreak and vindication. Monae, still standing, delivers the line that seals it: "You know we had sex together three times. Remember the nights we went to the hotel? We made love all night long. You love every part of my thick chocolate body." She's not asking. She's reminding.
And here's where the section ends, because the next part is the part everyone actually came for. Both of them took a lie detector test. Yousef's results are read first. Then Monae's. The transcript shows Maury going through question after question: Did you sleep with another woman while Ginger was in the hospital? Did you sleep with anyone you messaged on Facebook? Did you sleep with an ex? Did you sleep with Monae? The answers are all the same. The results are all the same. And then Monae's test: Did you sleep with Ginger's fiancé three times? The answer is the one you already know, but you're going to want to hear Maury say it anyway.
So if you're wondering whether Yousef actually did it — whether the purple panties belonged to Monae, whether the "sister" was more than a sister, whether the porn and the texts and the bus stop confession add up to the man Ginger thought she was marrying — the next section has the answers. All of them. And they're not pretty.
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But before you go, sit with this: Yousef said "I don't do black girls" on national television, and the woman he said it about is standing right there, telling the world exactly what he did. That's not a plot twist. That's a receipt. And Maury's about to read it out loud.
What the Lie Detector Actually Said
Alright, here’s the part you’ve been waiting for. The moment Maury Povich — or whoever’s holding the envelope — reads the results, and the whole studio goes quiet. You know the drill: the dramatic pause, the slow tear of the seal, the audience holding its breath. Only this time, it’s not just one bombshell. It’s five. And they all land on Yousef.
Let’s go through them in order, exactly as they were read out. Yousef, did you sleep with another woman during your relationship with Ginger? He said no. The lie detector determined that was a lie. Did you sleep with another woman while Ginger was in the hospital? He said no. That was a lie. Did you sleep with any of the women you messaged on Facebook? He said no. That was a lie. Did you sleep with an ex during the relationship? He said no. That was a lie. And finally — the one everyone came for — did you sleep with Monae? He said no. The lie detector determined that was a lie.
Five questions. Five denials. Five times the machine said, “Nope, he’s lying.” That’s not a bad day. That’s a complete meltdown of every single thing he swore on his mother’s life. And remember, this is the same man who looked Ginger in the eye and said, “I don’t do black girls.” The same man who called Monae “big” and “black” like that was a get-out-of-jail-free card. The polygraph didn’t care about his preferences. It just read the sweat on his fingers and told the truth he wouldn’t.
But here’s the twist that makes this a classic Maury moment: Monae took the test too. Did she sleep with Ginger’s fiancé three times? She said yes. The lie detector determined she was telling the truth. One truth against his five lies. That contrast is so stark it almost feels scripted — except you can’t script the look on Ginger’s face when the words “that was a lie” keep dropping like hammer blows. Monae wasn’t lying. She wasn’t exaggerating. She was the only one in that studio who passed with flying colors.
And let’s not gloss over the hospital detail. One of the questions was specifically about whether Yousef slept with another woman while Ginger was in the hospital. He said no. The test said lie. The transcript doesn’t tell us why she was hospitalized, and we’re not going to speculate. But you don’t need to know the diagnosis to feel the weight of that. She’s in a hospital bed, and he’s out there doing God knows what with God knows who. That’s the line that makes the whole audience groan. That’s the line that makes you want to reach through the screen and shake him.
After the results are read, Ginger gets the advice you’d expect from a daytime TV host who’s seen it all: leave him alone. You don’t need that. You have family. Go back. It’s blunt, it’s simple, and it’s exactly what her friends have probably been telling her for months. The transcript doesn’t give us a follow-up, doesn’t tell us if she took the advice or went back for more punishment. It just ends with that classic Maury catchphrase — “you are not the father” — which, after everything we just heard, lands like a weird tonal whiplash. We go from five polygraph lies to a paternity test punchline. That’s daytime TV for you: one minute you’re crying, the next you’re cheering because some guy isn’t on the hook for child support. Strange, but that’s the show.
