[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...
[automated voice] You've reached
Discover card activation.
Enter the last four digits
of your credit card number.
Your card has been activated.
♪ 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, f*ck.
- 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 : ,
and then I just have
to be there at : .
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 f*cking 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 n*gg*s 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, sh*t.
- 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.
sh*t, just looking at your ass,
I can tell you a virgin.
- Khalid! Come on!
- Damn, sh*t.
Everybody can see it. sh*t.
On my mama, I got some partners
would be down if you down.
Cherry pie.
[Marissa] What the f*ck
is wrong with you?
[laughs]
Oh, man.
- I'm sorry.
- Hey, Dre, you a good girl!
- [refrigerator opens]
- n*gg*s f*ck 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 $ 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 g*dd*mn cult or some sh*t.
You know, Ni'Jah, she just
a regular woman, too, right?
She takes shits, gets f*cked
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 n*gga
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 f*ck 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, sh*t. [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.
f*ck. 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 n*gga sent me not one,
but two soggy-ass d*ck pics.
- [Marissa gasps]
- I mean, what the f*ck
- 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 f*ck 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 sh*t.
- 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.
n*gga, 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 Degrees.
- Free drinks for ladies before : 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 : .
- Took over her shift.
- [sighs]
Walk with me then.
Need your help.
Man, don't be acting like
no g*dd*mn baby, girl.
It's for Marissa.
Come on now.
sh*t. 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 sh*t, though.
You filled out nice, Cherry Pie.
Man, could we be friends?
g*dd*mn!
sh*t. I feel like
you're always mean-mugging me.
Give me one-word
f*cking answers and sh*t.
Acting like you don't like me.
n*gg*s f*ck 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 f*ck 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,
sh*t 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 f*ck
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 f*cking minute?!
- Marissa?!
- [engine revving]
[tires screeching]
♪ ♪
[tweet notifications chirping]
♪ I got the b*at, I got
the heat, I got the fire ♪
♪ I got the b*at, I got the
heat, I got the fire ♪
♪ I got the b*at,
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 b*at, I got
the heat, I got the fire ♪
♪ I got the b*at, I got the
heat, I got the fire ♪
♪ I got the b*at, 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 f*cking pick up!
Where the f*ck 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 ] 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 f*cking 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 f*ck 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 sh*t again
and I'll k*ll ya ♪
♪ If it's the last thing I do ♪
♪ I promise to be true ♪
♪ I'm not really one
that you f*ck 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 sh*t again
and I'll k*ll ya ♪♪