[bees buzzing]
[buzzing grows louder]
[loud buzzing]
[gasps]
[woman] Who's your favorite artist?
♪ ♪
♪ Thick girls, big world, we be livin' it up ♪
♪ We be livin' it up ♪
♪ Thick girls, big world, we be livin' it up ♪
♪ We be livin' it up ♪
♪ Thick girls, big world, we be livin' it up ♪
♪ We be livin' it up ♪
♪ Thick girls, big world, we be livin' it up ♪
♪ We be livin' it up ♪
♪ It's something in my, it's so addicting ♪
♪ It's something in my mind ♪
♪ It's something in my mind...
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♪ I don't wanna follow where you go ♪
♪ Where you run ♪
- [gasps] - ♪ Take your time ♪
[clicks key]
♪ All right ♪
♪ I don't wanna follow where you go ♪
♪ Where you run ♪
♪ Take your time ♪
♪ We can just keep dancing until then ♪
- [buzzing] - ♪ Until then...
[woman moaning]
[moaning continues]
- [man] Mmm. Yeah. - Oh, fuck.
- Are you feeling that, baby girl? - Oh. Yeah, I feel it.
- Mm-hmm. - I feel it, Daddy. Little bit.
- [man] Say my name. - Oh, Khalid!
- [Khalid] Uh-huh. - Uh-huh.
- Ooh! Ooh! - Oh, that feels good.
- Oh. [moaning] - Whew.
[moaning continues]
[Khalid] Oh, yeah, I feel it, baby.
- Yeah, yeah. - [Khalid] Ooh, I feel it, baby.
- Oh, you're so deep. - [Khalid] Oh, I'm deep.
- Oh, you love it there, baby? - [woman] Oh, I love it deep.
[phone tone plays]
- Your friend owes me money. - [tone repeats]
[music playing quietly]
I'm sorry. What?
The one you are always with.
She came in for extra wet banana-flavored condoms,
was short five dollars.
Well, I don't have five dollars.
Pay, or I'll call the cops.
[distant siren wailing]
- Marissa? - There she go.
Damn. Those smell good.
Mmm! [sniffs]
♪ Frenchy's! ♪
Mmm. Ah. Mmm.
Mmm.
- You want a beer? - I don't drink.
Dre, guess who's doing Drama Queen's makeup
for her Houston show? Me!
- That's amazing! - I know. I know. Her regular girl,
she broke her hand in D.C., right, so I might be
on for the rest of the tour. Isn't that crazy?!
- That's awesome. [laughs] - I'm so excited! [laughs]
So, um, can you cover for me tomorrow?
Yeah, so the show starts at 9:00,
and then I just have to be there at 8:00.
But, yeah, you think you could lock up everything for me?
- Yeah? - Yeah, I can do that.
Okay. Okay, that's great.
[squeals]
I'm so excited. Look at us.
We doing big things, girl. [laughs]
- Excuse me. [shrieks] - Mmm.
- Good job, babe. - Thank you, baby.
[bag rustling]
- [Khalid] Mmm. - Why aren't you eating?
Oh, I'll cut my po'boy in half.
- [Khalid] Hey, I'm starving over here. - No, I'm fine.
- Take my fries at least. - Man, hold up now.
Don't force her to eat if she don't want to.
- That's how she stay perfect thick like that. - Stop.
Your hands are so fucking cold.
Warm me up then.
[laughing] You're so nasty, baby.
Mm, you love my nasty.
- Mmm. - Mm-hmm.
[kissing]
[Marissa] Oh, um, want to get your check for rent?
I don't have any more money.
What do you mean? You just got paid.
I spent it on food, and I paid
the-the lady in the store what you owed.
[Marissa] The lady at the corner store? I don't owe her anything.
That bitch need to get her niggas straight
before somebody actually robs her ass.
Dre, please tell me you didn't give her your money.
Come on, Dre.
- Really? - What?
- [Marissa scoffs] - [Khalid laughs]
You too nice.
You want me to go down there and get your money back for you?
- No, thank you. - Mm, I can tell you want a man
- to handle this. - No, thank you.
Then why you be sucking your fingers?
- Y'all talk about me? - [Khalid] Oh, shit.
- All Ris do is talk about your ass. - He's just jealous.
You're my day one. Everybody knows that, Dre.
Mm-hmm. I know everything about you, Dre.
Shit, just looking at your ass, I can tell you a virgin.
- Khalid! Come on! - Damn, shit.
Everybody can see it. Shit.
On my mama, I got some partners would be down if you down.
Cherry pie.
[Marissa] What the fuck is wrong with you?
[laughs] Oh, man.
- I'm sorry. - Hey, Dre, you a good girl!
- [refrigerator opens] - Niggas fuck with good girls.
[singer vocalizing]
My bad. I didn't mean to scare you.
[music plays quietly]
Marissa's birthday coming up.
I want to take her on a trip to Atlanta that weekend.
Got a lot of partners out there.
You should roll with us.
Can't. We're busy.
Okay. Busy how?
Ni'Jah's playing for her birthday.
I got us Evolution tour tickets.
Oh, word?
Thought she said y'all couldn't get tickets this time.
Even the cheap ones. Them hoes going for $350 a pop.
I got tickets.
How? You broke.
It's Ni'Jah.
- We have to make sacrifices. - Damn.
Y'all be acting like y'all in some goddamn cult or some shit.
You know, Ni'Jah, she just a regular woman, too, right?
She takes shits, gets fucked
by her husband like everybody else.
She is not like everybody else.
She knows what we're thinking, and she gives it a name.
- She's a goddess. - [Marissa] Khalid?
- [snickers] - Please don't tell Marissa about the tickets.
Uh-huh.
- Khalid, hey, you ready? - Yeah.
[laughs] I'm gonna go walk him to his car.
Come on, let's go. I got to get back
- and do my edges before work tomorrow. - We good.
[Marissa] Come on!
[Marissa] You look good with makeup.
Your face is so versatile.
Like how? Like I'm ugly?
Oh, my gosh. Learn how to take a compliment.
It's a good thing. Means you a snack, girl.
Own it. Go like this.
Yeah.
Pretty. [laughs]
Look over here?
Mm-hmm. Look down.
- [camera shutter clicks] - [Marissa laughs]
I'm gonna use it for my makeup portfolio.
Who you talking to?
Let me find out you got a nigga you ain't tell me about.
You still tweeting from that old-ass Swarm account?
- Mm-hmm. - Dre?
What? I like it.
I liked it, too. When we were teenagers.
- But they're my friends. - They are not your friends.
Those are some crazy-ass fans.
[sighs] They don't give a fuck about you.
You know that, right?
It's not real.
Okay.
You look good.
♪ Your taste, oh, baby ♪
♪ Oh, baby, softly ♪
♪ Your taste ♪
♪ Oh, babe ♪
♪ Oh, baby...
You don't have to do that every time you see it.
I'm sorry.
You're so weird, but I love your passion.
[laughs] I need some of that.
♪ Oh, baby...
Come here.
- [laughs] Come on. - [pats bed]
♪ Tell me all your dark secrets...
[coughs] Stop!
[laughing] Weed, it's a grown-ass woman's drug.
Don't be a baby.
I don't like how I think when I smoke.
It'll help you make friends.
Here. Here.
[Marissa laughs]
[Marissa sighs]
- [coughing loudly] - You good?
- Oh, shit. [laughs] - [coughs]
[Marissa sighs]
What do you think she's doing right now?
- Who? - Ni'Jah.
Ni'Jah? Who knows.
We have to meet her one day. Promise me.
We will. I promise.
Fuck. If I got to do her makeup,
I wouldn't be able to touch her face,
[laughing] my hands would be shaking so hard.
I don't know if I'd even be able to breathe.
- I'd probably die. - I know.
[both laugh]
I think the second she'd see me,
she'd know how we're connected.
And she'll invite us back to her house for dinner.
I can feel it.
You think we'll really get to meet her one day?
If there's anyone crazy enough to meet Ni'Jah Hutton, it's you.
[laughs]
[phone tone playing]
- [Erica] Yo, where's your girl? - [Marissa] My bad. I know.
- She'll be here soon. - [Erica] Hey, by the way,
this nigga sent me not one, but two soggy-ass dick pics.
- [Marissa gasps] - I mean, what the fuck
- am I supposed to do with that? - Nothing.
[Erica] His skin looks like melted ice cream.
[Caesar] I mean, you can kind of still see the vein a little bit
in there, so I don't know.
- I don't know, like... - [laughter, chattering]
So you gonna fuck it or no?
- Oh, there's Dre. - [laughs]
♪ ♪
Oh, my God.
[panting]
I'm late.
[whispering] The smoking made me late.
- Andrea. - Yes?
- You're late. - Yes?
- You look like shit. - Yes.
You can't work looking like that.
Do you want me to go home?
Don't worry, Erica. I got it. I got it, okay?
- Thank you, Marissa. - Don't worry.
It was the smoking made me late.
Nigga, it's not like I gave you meth.
Did you even brush your teeth? Come on.
Come on, come on, come on, come on.
I thought you said Erica transferred over
- to West Oaks Mall. - Yeah, she's doing both.
All she talks about is sex.
And she always has food stuck in her teeth.
Stop. She helps me with my makeup gigs.
- She's a good person. - Okay.
Erica doesn't know I'm doing makeup tonight, okay?
She wouldn't let me leave you in charge,
so just play it cool, okay?
Okay.
I love you, Marissa.
I know, Dre.
You going to Vanessa's party Saturday?
I don't know. I've been thinking about it.
Dude, that guy I met at Clutch?
- He's gonna be there. [laughs] - What?
Yes. He's also DJing this low-key after-party
at 77 Degrees.
- Free drinks for ladies before 1:00 a.m. - [laughing]
- He told me to bring all my cute friends. - Okay.
Can I come?
You don't drink. You just sit there and watch.
It makes me nervous.
Well, I could watch you from someplace you can't see... me.
Where Ris at?
She's gone.
Thought she got off at 9:00.
- Took over her shift. - [sighs]
Walk with me then. Need your help.
Man, don't be acting like no goddamn baby, girl.
It's for Marissa. Come on now.
Shit. What type of perfume
you think she'd like?
She likes the color purple.
Like, lavender?
[soft music playing]
- Youse a funny one, ain't you? - [chuckles]
You know, y'all two don't really be looking like sisters.
I don't know what it is.
Something about your-your face, shape.
Can't put my finger on it.
You be hiding your shit, though.
You filled out nice, Cherry Pie.
Man, could we be friends? Goddamn!
Shit. I feel like you're always mean-mugging me.
Give me one-word fucking answers and shit.
Acting like you don't like me.
Niggas fuck with me. Come on now.
You said Ni'Jah wasn't special.
This about Ni'Jah?
Well, if you say Ni'Jah isn't special,
then none of us is special.
[laughs] The fuck are you? Twelve?
No.
I'm sorry for dissing Ni'Jah, okay?
All right? Can I give you a ride home after or something?
My car pretty nice, shit be swanging.
I'll take the bus. I have to lock up anyway.
Oh, man, hold up now.
You really don't want to talk about it?
Talk about what?
I seen your scary ass watching me,
spying on me.
You looked like you liked what you saw.
You know, you ain't got to be no virgin forever
if you don't want to.
Hmm?
♪ ♪
[paint spraying nearby]
- [men muttering] - [spray can shaking]
[man] Got some cash.
[woman] Hey!
Hey, what the fuck are you doing?
- Hey! - Let's go. Let's go.
[men laughing]
Uh, hey, do you work here?
My son bought this inappropriate shirt.
I want to exchange it.
[music playing quietly]
Hey. What's going on?
What?!
♪ ♪
[Dre panting]
Wh-Wh-Where you going?
- Out. - Wh-Where?
You my parole officer now?
No.
I'm spending the night at Khalid's.
- I'm sorry, Marissa. - You keep saying "Sorry," Dre.
I'm probably fired.
Sorry's not gonna pay rent for the both of us.
But you know what? I'm quitting the mall anyway.
Vanessa knows... she knows this lady in Montrose,
and they want to interview me.
- Oh, that-that's cool. - Yep.
[sighs] I think space'll be good for us.
It's a lot, you know?
Working and living together.
I got to start taking care of me.
I got us Ni'Jah tickets for your birthday.
Happy birthday.
Dre, what? You're broke.
It was gonna be a surprise.
Khalid's taking me to Atlanta for my birthday.
- What? - He asked me earlier.
[laughing] I think it's cute.
It's gonna be our first little trip together.
And when I get back, I think I'm gonna move in with him.
[panting] Why are you doing this to me?
I'm not doing this to you, Dre.
I'm doing this for me.
But-but do you really want to live with him?
Yes, I do.
But you barely know him.
So, what? You're giving me relationship advice now?
But he's not good for you.
Okay, Dre, I'm legit over this.
Over what?
Every guy I bring around you have a hard time with.
Every single one!
Because they're awful. They're all dumb.
- [laughs] - No...
No, look, look, Khalid came... he came to the mall tonight,
and he... he tried to have sex with me.
He's a cheater.
You know, he doesn't deserve you.
- You hearing me? - Stop talking.
Oh, no, no. Um... wait.
- Dre? - What?
- Stop talking. Stop talking, Dre! - No. No. I'm sorry.
- I'm sorry, Marissa! - Stop-stop saying that!
[Dre crying, panting]
[car door opens, closes]
- [engine starts] - Marissa!
[panting] Marissa?!
Can't you just leave me alone for one fucking minute?!
- Marissa?! - [engine revving]
[tires screeching]
♪ ♪
[tweet notifications chirping]
♪ I got the beat, I got the heat, I got the fire ♪
♪ I got the beat, I got the heat ♪
♪ I got the fire, I got the fire ♪
♪ I got the fire ♪
[singer vocalizing]
[Ni'Jah] Ladies and gentlemen...
this is the start of a new era.
This is a reason to celebrate,
a reason for Festival.
♪ ♪
[Ni'Jah] Ladies and gentlemen...
♪ ♪
...this is the start of a new era.
This is a reason to celebrate,
a reason for Festival.
♪ To make you feel good ♪
♪ We like to do it...
[laughter]
♪ We've come to make you feel good ♪
♪ To make you feel good ♪
♪ We want to do what you want ♪
♪ Isn't music beautiful? ♪
♪ Thank you for the love ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Isn't music beautiful? ♪
♪ Make you feel alive...
[loud chattering]
- You should dance with me. - Yeah. Okay.
[Ni'Jah] This is a reason to celebrate,
a reason for Festival.
♪ ♪
♪ Yes, it is, yeah, it is ♪
♪ Oh, oh, ladies, move ♪
♪ I got the beat, I got the heat, I got the fire ♪
♪ I got...
[water running]
Morning. You sleep okay?
Strawberry?
- Last night. - Yeah.
It was amazing. I know.
Oh.
Do you have a bathroom?
Hey, uh, you-you from Houston?
I didn't notice much of an accent last night.
I, uh... I-I grew up in Wisconsin, Indiana and Ohio.
- Army brat. - [phone buzzing]
Yeah, I moved to Texas after college at U.T. I love Texas.
Dre, I FaceTimed you again.
Please fucking pick up! Where the fuck are you?
Khalid cheated on me, all right?
We got in a really big fight, and he left me stranded.
Just pick up. I need you. Please!
Dre, come on!
[bees buzzing]
[Dre] Yes.
I have a surprise for you.
[Dre panting]
♪ ♪
[crying]
[yelling]
[crying]
[sniffles, pants]
[muffled chatter]
[man] [muffled] What do you want to do about this?
♪ ♪
[man] Excuse me.
[indistinct chatter]
- [man] You got this? - [man 2] Yeah.
- [bottle shatters] - What are you doing?!
Now I have to clean it up...
♪ ♪
[muffled] Get out of my store!
♪ ♪
[Marissa] Dre, move over!
We snuck out for this. Didn't we, D?
Don't tell our parents,
but Ni'Jah, this is how much we fucking love you, girl.
[laughs]
[bees buzzing]
[buzzing continues]
♪ ♪
[phone buzzes nearby]
♪ ♪
[singer vocalizing]
♪ ♪
- [organ music playing] - [quiet chatter]
[quiet chatter continues]
[Marissa laughs]
Excuse me.
I have to ask you to leave.
- Why? - The family wants you to leave.
Oh, uh, she's my sister. She is my family.
Please. Today is the Lord's day.
All they want is to bury their daughter in peace.
[bees buzzing]
[loud buzzing]
- [doorbell rings] - [dog barks]
[Khalid] Hey, Dre.
Hey. Can I come in?
Uh, yeah. Maybe you should.
I'll put my dog away.
[barking continues]
This your house?
Uh, yeah. I grew up here, yeah.
Parents split up a few months back,
my daddy out of town, so...
What happened to your hand?
Cut it... on some glass.
You want a beer?
I don't drink.
Right. I always forget that.
[TV playing quietly]
You know we got into a fight that night?
But that's just what we did.
And-and you never think it's gonna end on... on a fight.
It's just so stupid. I...
I wish I knew, man.
You didn't come to the funeral.
- I wanted to. - But you didn't.
[Khalid sighs]
I ain't never seen a dead body before.
Uh... [sighs]
I got dressed and everything, and then I just felt this...
this-this tightness in my chest.
I should have been there, huh?
[Khalid scoffs, cries]
[crying continues]
[sobbing]
[panting]
You want some tea?
Tea?
My ma, she makes her own tea.
It's good.
You want some?
Sure.
Yeah, my mom makes it. It's-it's pretty good.
I've been drinking it like crazy.
It's supposed to help with anxiety.
She actually just got back from Jamaica.
Can you believe she said Frenchy's was better
than Jamaican jerk chicken.
That can't be right.
[grunts]
[gasping loudly]
Dre. Dre, wait.
Wait. Okay?
- [Dre yelling] - [blows landing]
[dog barking]
[guttural gasping]
[dog barking]
[gasping continues]
[Dre coughs]
[gasps]
[coughs]
[hyperventilating]
[guttural groan]
[high-pitched wheezing]
[coughs]
[wheezing]
[dog barking]
[groaning]
[gags, gasps]
[gags, wheezes]
[wheezy panting]
[laughing hysterically]
[dog whines]
[barking]
♪ Boy, don't make my cry ♪
♪ I'm not really one that you fuck with ♪
♪ Now you really, really better start running ♪
♪ I'm so smooth on it, move on that bitch ♪
♪ I got eyes on you ♪
♪ Ooh, I know what you did last night ♪
♪ Ooh, you gonna pay up with your life ♪
♪ Ooh, why you don't pick up my calls? ♪
♪ Ooh, do that shit again and I'll kill ya ♪
♪ If it's the last thing I do ♪
♪ I promise to be true ♪
♪ I'm not really one that you fuck with ♪
♪ Now you really, really better start running ♪
♪ I'm so smooth on it, move on that bitch ♪
♪ I got eyes on you ♪
♪ What you see when you look at me ♪
♪ Just a sweet, sweet girl with a big booty ♪
♪ And a couple screws loose that you might not see ♪
♪ Till you hurt my feelings, my poor feelings ♪
♪ Ooh, I know what you did last night ♪
♪ Ooh, you gonna pay up with your life ♪
♪ Ooh, why you don't pick up my calls? ♪
♪ Ooh, do that shit again and I'll kill ya ♪♪