01x05 - Beaches Be Trippin'

[bunniefuu]

Yeah, but who the
f*ck is The Spice King?

Apparently, there's a new chef in town.

[upbeat music plays]

Some dude on house arrest just moved

into Collin's old room next door.

Get a job, Earl, today.

[Miles] It's gotta be
weird with Janelle back

from Bali or wherever the f*ck.

Two people under one roof

trying to reenter Oakland society.

Trish been in a funk since
she got denied that bank loan.

There's more to it,
but she won't tell me.

I'll bet some bullshit
must've happened at that club.

Let's go! Clock's tickin'.

[Miles] Meanwhile, Ashley
still hasn't told Sean.

Does he know where I am yet?

Every day that goes by, I just hope

she brings him here, tells
him I didn't leave him.

- Move through, please.
- All right. Thank you.

Purse in the basket.

- Next.
- [woman] Here you go.

[guard] All right, over there.

[dark music plays]

- I am waiting to be hated.
- Where's my son, Ash?

Even though he don't
say it, my breath bated

because, let's face it,

he asks with his eyes,

but his tongue ain't
far behind and gaining,

and I don't have the heart or mind

to tell him it ain't the time.

Ash, bring my son to the line, babe.

See, his son is also mine,
and the boy won't cry.

He'll just go ghost in
the eyes if he gets wise

and see that monsters
ain't under the bed.

They come cuffing in the night,

and I don't want his first monster

to be the one that ate his papa alive.

I'm in the belly of the whale.

Bring my son inside!

f*ck this line!

I wanna duck and hide,

cut and climb out of my rut and run.

But I'm not the one to leave
a m*therf*cker up and dried.

Oh, well, I guess today's the
day that loyalty d*ed, huh?

Ugh!

I got one boy going on man

and one man I've made a growing lie,

stuck where hoping dies, and...

here I am all doey-eyed.

What kinda dope am I? The broken kind?

In need of an omen or
at least an open mind.

So throw me a bone or a
sign, 'cause I'm going blind.

And I'm knowin' that clock ain't slowin'

by the time I go in.

I'm probably overtime.

f*ck!

[Ashley exhales heavily]

Ash!

Hey!

[neon buzzing]

[cell door clatters, slams]

[Ant Banks] ♪ Roll 'em up, Oaktown ♪

♪ It's the A-N-T ♪

♪ Just nod your head
To the funk I bump ♪

♪ And pass the dank to me ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm about to get
The West Coast loaded ♪

♪ Put my rap into your Zag ♪

♪ And you can damn
sure Smoke it... ♪

Oh!

[Ant Banks] ♪ Ready to get you high ♪

♪ Potent like endo ♪

♪ Or maybe chocolate Thai ♪

♪ You say you want the best ♪

♪ Well, I'ma bring The best... ♪

[cell phone buzzing]

Oh, sh*t.

James, what up?

[James] Hey, you said you
know about the boats, right?

I got you an interview at the port.

It's in an hour, though,
so I'll pick you up.

Be outside in .

Wh...

What?

Ash.

Come do psychedelic dr*gs with me.

[scoffs] I got a lot going on up there.

I just walked out on a
visit with Miles today,

and I don't think that door
is safe to open right now.

Uh-uh, uh-uh, see, Smash,
now, that's the problem, okay?

You gotta let that door
fly open, you feel me?

Let it fly open, spill into the room.

Then take a step back,

take a look, and go,

"Hey, what the f*ck is all of this?"

You know? And then deal with it.

Why are you so naked all the time?

[Jacque] Take it easy
on her today, y'all.

My girl's goin' through it.

Uh, goin' through what,
the last pair of pants?

A cotton allergy? A denim protest?

Why you always gotta make a
comment on what I'm wearing?

Mm, I'm commenting on
what you're never wearing.

Wearing pants in the
house is stupid, okay?

I feel liberated, okay?

I want to feel free at home.

W-well, how you feel at work, then?

Expensive.

Look, I do not wear this for anyone.

I wear this to feel
comfortable and let it all out.

You're just always so exposed.

And you're so f*ckin'
afraid of bein' exposed.

[Janelle] All right, all right.

No, she's always talkin' some sh*t!

That's enough! Trish!

[scoffs]

Listen, you are gonna love
the HCHM experience, okay?

Now, my girl Maria,

she's leading this guided trip, right?

And I promise you, sis, it will give you

a whole new perspective on life, okay?

Do the fool on your chakra, right?

Wipe the smirk off ye hurt.

Ghost ride the pain inside.

Listen, go dumb all on that numb.

- [laughs] Okay, okay, okay.
- I'm serious.

Wait, wait, wait. Hold up, hold up.

Y'all b*tches finna do 'shrooms?

Oh, good morning, sunshine.

I mean, it's not only 'shrooms.

I mean, it's kinda like that, same idea.

Bet. See, yes, that is what I need.

I need to trip so I can stop trippin'.

Get a sad bitch back to a bad bitch!

Drug myself so I can love myself.

Mm, child, your generation is a mess.

It's a metaphor.

All right, listen, I'll be nice, okay?

I'll text Maria; I'm sure
she'll be fine with it.

Ooh, yes, thank you, 'Nelle.

Jacque, please come with, okay?

I need your positive vibes.

James, g*dd*mn. I
gotta know about boats.

Like, I gotta be comfortable

but, "Hey, I'm skilled with boats."

[exhales sharply] All right, you good.

You ain't high off no
two hits, n*gga, you not.

You Big Shmokie. Big...

I can't even read this sh*t.

[gasps]

I just need some eye drops or somethin'.

All right, I'ma be straight.

Wa-wa-wa-wa-wa!

Let's wake up a little bit!

Whoa! Ha-ha.

Whoo! Whoo! Comin' at you.

[grunts]

You're good.

Stop talkin' to yourself.
Stop talkin' to yourself.

Okay.

[jazzy music plays]

♪ ♪

[horn beeps]

You are a weird m*therf*cker.

Unplug and get in.

Yeah.

[whispering] Okay. f*ck.

♪ ♪

Okay.

Whew!

Thank God that wasn't too complicated.

You're tellin' me.

That's quite an ensemble.

Khaki shorts are the jeans of the sea.

You nervous or something?

Did you turn my monitor off?

- Like, is it off, off?
- Yes, Earl.

You're good till five p.m.
I did it this morning.

Put your f*ckin' seat belt on.

You don't gotta curse like that.

- You can just...
- You can walk, you know.

Your s...

[sighs]

Ooh, bitch! It's cold
as Ashley out here.

Somethin' might go down
while we're here, Trish.

Did you bring your
ho-in-the-dark bathing suit?

Uh-uh, ain't nobody gettin'
in that cold-ass water.

Oh, so you admit you have one.

Listen, heifers, we are
not doin' this today, okay?

Now, Bay beaches are
for reflective pondering

while staring off into the
sunset in your North Face.

Damn, it is hella beautiful,

even though it's a gloomy-ass day.

[Trish] But, y'all,
it is the perfect place

to do some mushrooms.

Uh-uh, the Furley Dose.

Oh, sh**t. There go Maria.

Now, y'all don't embarrass me.

Hola, chica! Como estás?

[ship horn blares]

[men yelling indistinctly]

Mm-hmm, yeah.

Okay. Yeah. Okay. Okay.

- Hey, um, I'm...
- Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

Okay. Okay. Okay. Yeah, yeah.

- I'm the, uh, two...
- Okay. Uh, oh, okay.

Yeah. Yeah.

[laughs]

Yeah. Yes. Yes.

[laughs]

Right. Uh-uh.

Okay. Okay.

Okay, bye.

Ah!

Uh, hello. Are you the three o'clock?

I'm the two o'clock.

Oh, everything's been pushed.

The only two hiring
managers are super behind.

Our third port manager's
wife nearly got stung to death

when she went out to
check on her honeycomb.

The hive was not having it.

So am I the three o'clock now?

Yeah. Just have a seat.

- We'll get to you.
- Okay.

Is-is there a bus stop nearby?

I really need to get home by five.

Yes, the has a stop right outside.

- Okay.
- Here.

Have a seat.

[clock ticking]

[uneasy music plays]

[woman] Just focus on my voice.

That's right.

Let everything go.

♪ ♪

Soften your jaw.

That's right.

♪ ♪

[intercom beeping]

[man speaking
indistinctly over intercom]

♪ ♪

- [phone rings]
- [receptionist] Hello.

Port of Oakland office.

- [Earl clears throat]
- How can I help you?

♪ ♪

[woman] Excuse me.

[Earl clears throat, sniffs]

Cleat hitch. [chuckles]

[buzzer blares]

- Earl?
- Hi.

Uh, the manager's ready for you.

Great. Thank you. Thank you.

[flute music playing]

♪ ♪

Stop it.

Is this happening right now?

- It was a hot night in August.
- [man] Hot August night.

Humid. I hit the store to
get some OJ to shroom with.

- [claps]
- Yes.

- This bitch is trippin'.
- Ooh!

[Maria] Okay, let's get started.

Thank you all for coming here today...

and for using Venmo instead of PayPal.

And for having the
bravery to seek the clarity

that you know that you need.

If you're here... [trills]

there's something weighing on you.

- Yes.
- [Maria] You want answers.

It's not easy to un-fog the mirror

and even harder to face what we see...

Da-da-da... once we do.

- [clicks tongue]
- Ooh.

The Furley Dose will do this
for you if you ask for it.

She will give you a clearer image...

Hey, girl... And then it's up to you

to decide what you want to do with it.

So let's start by introducing ourselves

and setting our intention.

We will pass the
permission to be vulnerable.

Hi. Um, I'm Amy.

Um, my intention is to, um...

[crying]

I'm sorry.

My intention is to...

gain the strength and
the clarity that I need

to leave my boyfriend,

who's been verbally
and emotionally abusive

to me for a while now.

- Wow. Okay. Okay.
- [Maria trills]

[Maria popping lips]

I'm Jacque, and I love painting.

You're so good at it.

- Y'all, she is so good at it.
- I love it.

But sharing it is weird

because I use social
media for promotion,

not expression.

Like, a post of my tits,

that's lots of likes,
you know what I'm saying?

Uh, but a painting?

That's dead in the water.

And I struggle with how
to make painting make sense

with the rest of me.

So... yeah.

[flute trills briefly]

Ooh, damn, ladies. Okay.

I'm Trish, and...

I get mad at how mad I get.

Like, I'm a good person.

- Right? And...
- Mm-hmm.

I just think I'm in an environment

where I don't have control over sh*t.

- [woman] Mm.
- And I don't hate what I do,

but I hate that a m*therf*cker
can tell me when to do it.

- [flute trills]
- Ase.

- Mm-hmm.
- Ase.

I'm Janelle.

My intention is to find a way

to anchor myself firmly here.

I feel like the home that
I remember is this idea

that I can't find anymore.

And I need to be

this new old me in this...

old new place.

- [flute trills]
- [Maria] All right.

Okay. Okay.

[Trish] Come on, Ashley.

Even you have feelings sometimes.

- Come on, Trish.
- Trish!

I'm helping pass the permission.

You heard the bitch say that.

I... wake up in the morning

every day...

and sometimes we're in our bedroom.

He's snoring. I'm warm.

But then I feel the cold of
the couch we bought together,

and I look around the
room that isn't mine

and I remember my life
has been ripped from me.

And I'm alone with our son, and...

sometimes, during the day,

I get a few quick
moments where I forget.

And that'll be enough to
live on for a little while.

I skipped visitation today...

because Miles keeps
asking to see his son.

And... Sean doesn't know
his dad is in prison yet,

so he doesn't have to hold that pain.

And now it's my job to give it to him.

And then it'll be real.

And I lose those few quick moments

where I forget, and I need them!

Which makes me keep thinking...

what if this breaks us?

All three of us in different ways.

So... I'm here because I need to know

how the f*ck to steer this
ship and keep us all aboard.

And I... I wish I could
handle this on my own,

but I really need him right now!

[crying]

And I've got no...

Uh, I've-I've got no...

um...

I'm Ashley.

[Maria] Okay.

Let's do some dr*gs.

[interviewer] That's
why we don't let pelicans

near the steering column.

It took three weeks just
to get the feathers out.

[clock ticking]

- Earl!
- Huh? [clears throat]

So you're really into boats?

Huh? Yes. Yes.

When I mentioned that to James earlier,

I was talking about, like,
gondolas at Lake Merritt.

But, uh, I mean, I can get
romantic on a tugboat too.

Not-not with anyone.

Just saying I'm-I'm adaptable.

Do you think you can find
hours of manual labor,

starting at the ass cr*ck
of dawn every day, romantic?

'Cause that's what this job is.

It's only a gondola in that it's slow,

and they sing sometimes but not well.

I know a lot of sailing knots.

And I used to sail and teach sailing

at Lake Merritt as a teenager.

I know how to sail the,
uh... The Sunfish, the JY- ,

uh, them little El Toros,
them catamathangs, um...

Okay, hon.

Well, we pull barges here.

Do you know what a barge is?

Just that Gaston is
roughly the size of one.

That's cute. You got kids?

No. No kids.

Less cute, then.

So listen.

We hire a lot of ex-cons
here. It's a program we do.

We work with James often, but...

pardon the pun, we run a tight ship.

And I need to know with some certainty

that you will follow the rules

and, most importantly, be on time,

because when that ship
leaves, it doesn't come back.

I got no problem with rules, but-but...

And another thing is,
this job is very physical.

No offense, but I wouldn't
describe you as a large man.

Do you think you'll
be able to handle it?

[ship horn blares]

- Wh-what was that?
- Oh, that's the : ferry.

Wait, it's four.

: .

- It's not : ?
- Mm-mm.

That clock's been slow for years.

I gotta go.

[energetic music plays]

♪ ♪

[ship horn blares]

[line trills]

[James] This is James. Leave a message.

f*ck, James!

Don't be late. Don't be late.

Don't be late. Don't
be late. Don't be late.

[chime rings]

Ugh.

Mmm.

♪ ♪

[grunts]

[slurps, grunts]

♪ ♪

[sobbing laugh]

Mmm, mmm.

Mm.

I feel... stronger already.

[skin sizzling]

[both] Ah!

[Maria] You ready?

Be sure to drink that
entire gallon of water.

Since you all haven't
eaten in the last six hours,

the vomiting will be fluid, okay?

'Nelle!

Aw, sh*t. My bad, y'all.

Y'all wasn't supposed to eat.
I hella meant to say that.

Damn it, 'Nelle. Ah!

[line trilling]

Come on, James.

Answer the f*cking phone.

♪ ♪

[James] This is James. Leave a message.

James! f*ck!

f*ck, I missed it.

f*ck!

Okay. Okay. Okay.

♪ ♪

[all groaning]

It's gonna be okay.

Why?

[screams]

Really got me off to the races.

m*therf*cker's high as a
spaceship, but the crash bad.

It's ' Baghdad in these streets,

billionaire's backlash.

Move, n*gga!

- [crying]
- f*ck!

Lean into it.

No, no!

Nah, they got Johnny Africa too, n*gga.

f*ck it, then fly. We
gotta be that fast Mad Max.

Double time, triple
time, no, slow, hold.

Oh, you're shaped like a hashtag.

What?

n*gga, you're shaped like a hashtag.

f*ck! f*ck!

You a'ight, bro?

I'm good, bro.

["Put Me On Somethin'" playing]

[P-Lo] ♪ If they hatin'
Got a price to pay... ♪

[driver] Okay, yeah.

[P-Lo] ♪ Last year They
ain't even like the Bay ♪

♪ ♪

Ah!

[P-Lo] ♪ But we don't Never trip ♪

♪ All I know is Gas brake dip ♪

♪ No, we never trick On that bitch ♪

♪ No, I can't quit ♪

♪ No, I don't f*ck
With that mitt, bitch ♪

♪ But ey ♪

♪ Put me on somethin' ♪

♪ Put me on somethin' ♪

♪ Put me on somethin' ♪

[all yell]

[energetic music plays]

[woman] You... are tripping balls.

[all] Ah!

Ma'am, hold up. Can you
open the bag, please?

[serene choral music plays]

♪ ♪

[woman] Flight to Bali is now boarding.

Please follow the
tropical leaf to the gate.

["She Neva Seen" playing]

♪ ♪

Flight to Bali is now boarding.

Please follow the
tropical leaf to the gate.

♪ ♪

[Mac Dre] ♪ It was a
hot night In August ♪

- ♪ A hot August night ♪
- ♪ Humid ♪

♪ Hit the store to get
some OJ To 'shroom with ♪

♪ 'Shroomin' ♪

[music distorts and slows]

[uneasy music plays]

♪ ♪

[Jacque] What's going on, Trish?

What? What the...

[breathing heavily]

[siren wailing]

f*ck bein' shaped like a hashtag

and tradin' on our labor like Nasdaq.

I'm past that. Rather
my arrest be cardiac.

Rather my arrest be homebound.

I never go back in
the back of a cop car,

I'ma have a motherfuckin' breakdown.

See, y'all ain't never
been through a shakedown.

But me, I'm a crucifix through the city.

Deliverance if I can get 'cross town.

Go, go, go.

[ominous music plays]

♪ ♪

[chain rattling]

- Mom!
- What?

- No!
- [all grunting]

- Sean!
- Miles?

- [Miles] Come on!
- Dad!

Come on! [grunts]

- Sean!
- Dad!

- Sean!
- No, no, no, Sean!

No, no, no, no, no!

♪ ♪

If love is a crime, then,
bitch, I hate the law.

If art is the cure, then
kick 'em martial art.

I'm runnin' outta time,
running to the b*at

of every Black body
every bloodied by police.

Kinda syncopation that
could summon up a rage,

turn the sun all black,
bring about the end of days.

I'm panicking, panicking,
panicking, panicking.

Earl, don't spiral. Earl so frightful.

Earl runnin' late like a tent revival.

n*gga get home before Earl go viral.

[all yelling and grunting]

[energetic music plays]

♪ ♪

Go, go, go. Not gonna
slow. They don't know.

Palms wet like Key West in a hurricane.

Lactic acid building,
burning everything,

cramping, crashing,
time and space my enemy.

Spiking panic, passion, pressure,

I know they think I'm just extra.

I'm just tryin' to reach my mecca!

[all yell]

[waves lapping]

[groans]

sh*t.

Ah!

[laughs]

What the f*ck?

[laughs]

Oh, my God.

Well, mm, that was... weird.

[laughter]

Oh, baby.

Ugh!

[shudders]

Your eyelash.

It's lifted up?

[laughter]

- [Janelle] Oh, my gosh.
- [Trish] Here.

[Janelle] Jacque, did you see that?

[Jacque] Janelle, what
happened to your braid?

- [laughter]
- [Janelle] Holy sh*t.

Bitch, you smell like puke.

Oh, sh*t, bitch, you are crazy.

Come on.

[laughter]

[groans]

[exhales heavily] f*ck.

[sighs]

[cell phone buzzing]

Hello.

Well, that was weird.

This is Kim, the woman you ran out on.

James gave me your number.

Listen, I've done a lot of interviews,

but that was pretty bad.

But... James told me about
your five p.m. curfew,

which explains your door dash,

so I guess you are
committed to punctuality.

Let's try you out and see
how it goes, all right?

[panting] Thank you?

Mm-hmm.

[laughter]

["Energy" playing]

♪ ♪

You know what?

f*ck it.

Oh, hell yes.

Uh-uh, what are y'all... See,
that is the Pacific Ocean.

That sh*t is hella cold.

- Uh-uh. Come on, we doin' this.
- Hell no.

[Ashley] It's happening. We're doing it.

- Let's go.
- Whoo!

[Sampa the Great] ♪ Energy ♪

♪ Energy ♪

♪ Energy ♪

♪ Energy ♪

♪ Energy ♪

♪ Big, big, big up in energy ♪

♪ Big, big, big up in energy ♪

♪ Female energy ♪

♪ One sh*t, two sh*t,
Three times sorrows ♪

♪ Carry all the
weight Of the world ♪

♪ On your shoulders ♪

♪ Give a couple crowns ♪

♪ To the women Who had bore us ♪

♪ Taught us focus
Love and support us ♪

♪ Magical umbilical My
universe is radical ♪

♪ Introduce the nation To
embracing what is factual ♪

♪ Feminine energy
Almost mathematical ♪

♪ You can't really sum up
what Is infinite and valuable ♪

♪ Feminine energy balance
up The indestructible ♪

♪ In the vaginal Heaven in thine ♪

♪ She sing a melody
To pass the time ♪

♪ Give us her energy
So she heal mine ♪

♪ If I was astonished
By the level of shame ♪

♪ Feminine energy
Never shame again ♪

♪ Reign tamed, brain praying ♪

♪ Intuition and ambition
Running through my veins ♪

♪ Pour up the love
Let the healing begin ♪

♪ The birds and the bees ♪

♪ Ain't got nothing ♪