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Hidden Fixation (2026)

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Hidden Fixation (2026)

Post by bunniefuu »

(film whirring)

(air whooshing)

(tense music)

(heart beating)

(people chattering)

Man, let me find something to get into.

Man, it's f*cking boring.

Hey. Hello.

Hey, man. So, listen.

You remember Ashley, right?

The one with the two

sisters, Raina and Chasity?

Hey, well, listen, I think

Chasity the one who like you.

I think I remember she

was fine as hell, right?

Well, listen, Ashley

just moved out here, bro.

You know, and Chelsea

down here for the weekend.

Oh yeah?

Yeah, well, you know, see,

ask Ashley if she can pull me down.

I can try, but you know Ashley

know you used to fool with Raina, n*gga.

Come on now.

She ain't gonna let that slide, man.

Man, look, just bring

them up over here, bro,

so I can show them how I'm living.

All right, trick-a*s n*gga. (Laughs)

All right.

Hey, f*ck you.

All right.

(door slams)

(Prince knocking)

Sis, it's Prince.

[Ashley] Hi.

[Prince] Hey. Raina, right?

Prince, don't f*cking play with me.

Where the f*ck is Tim at?

He ain't called. We ain't

had sex in three weeks.

[Prince] I'll tell him.

Girl, go on.

Come on in, Prince.

- What's going on?

- Hi. I missed you.

[Prince] Missed you too.

All right, give me five minutes.

I'm just trying to tie

up this damn bandana.

Uh, where's Chasity?

I thought she was going.

She's not here. She's

gonna meet us up there.

You know what, matter of

fact, send me the address.

I'ma send it to her

before it starts raining.

Okay, got you.

Why is Chasity going?

Look, look, Raina, it ain't gotta...

She got herself liking Tim?

- Raina.

- Raina.

Look, leave my man alone.

Tim is grown.

- Whatever.

- He ain't responsible

for him.

Catch Tim on your own time.

Come on, Prince. Come on, Prince.

He probably the lame

one setting this sh*t up.

(air blowing)

(door slams)

I can't stand this n*gga.

Taking a f*cking break, bro.

Man, DC.

Man, what the f*ck your ugly a*s out here

doing smoking, bro?

Bro, my bad, boss man.

But man, I be stressing

working with these old

ratchet-a*s m*therf*ckers

in here, man.

Bro, they need help with everything.

Bro, you know it.

- I swear to God.

Man, if you wasn't my

Aunt Freddie's son, man,

and my favorite cousin.

Man, what the f*ck you doing, bro?

- Bro.

- Bro, bro, get your a*s

back in there and get to work, bro.

Man, all right, bro.

I'ma get back to work, bro,

but don't get mad at me

'cause you got these old

thigh-grabbing-a*s slacks on

that you ordered off of Wish.

- Man, whatever.

Man, get your a*s back in there

and get back to work, man.

Oh, I'm gonna get back to work, n*gga.

Come on.

You got a pair of Speedos

up under that m*therf*cker.

Yeah, get your a*s in there.

(rain pattering)

(thunder cracking)

(DC laughing)

- What's up, boss man?

- What's up, man?

Number two with the big shoes, man.

- Are you good?

- Yeah, I'm good, man.

All right. I'm good.

Who you got with you, though?

How you doing, ma'am?

Sweetheart, you so nice. You look good.

Hey, hey, can you get

us a booth or a table?

Me? Hey, this your restaurant, bro.

- I mean, hey, hey.

- It's your business.

Wherever you wanna sit, bro.

- Appreciate it.

- Hey.

- A booth.

Right this way. Yeah.

Come on, ladies.

- Come on, come on, come on.

How you doing? Hey, after you, brother.

Okay, coming on me like that, girl.

DC, hell no. I saw that.

No, but hey.

DC, why you always trying to flirt

with every girl that come around?

Bro, I'm sorry, bro.

DC, I'ma fire your a*s

you keep doing that sh*t.

Get the hell on.

Man, in that case,

you know, I guess I'm

gonna go on and seat you.

DC, get the hell...

DC.

g*dd*mn, she fine.

Listen, I'm sorry.

Listen, order whatever you want.

Ooh, I want the crab in a bag.

That sound good.

I'll take the Tim chicken Alfredo.

b*tch, why you gotta order

stuff with his name on it?

Hey, you must really like him, huh?

You feeling him?

I told her I just miss him.

It's been two years

since he shot his shot.

And to be honest, I low-key like him.

He lives in his mama house.

Nah, nah. See, his

mama was living with him.

And you would know that

if you didn't walk off laughing.

(rain pattering)

(thunder crashing)

g*dd*mn. That right there

what's pissing me off.

What is you doing, DC?

Stop touching the cakes

and get back there and fry something, man.

You always doing something

that got no business.

- Hey, Tim.

- Oh, excuse me. Hey.

It's good to see you.

How's your house and stuff?

No offense, but who are you?

It's me, Chasity.

Chasity? Oh sh*t, Chasity.

Mm-hm.

g*dd*mn, I ain't seen you in a minute.

How you been?

I've been good.

Just been watching you

for the past two years.

For the past two years is crazy.

How you get up here anyway?

Who brought you here?

Prince lanky a*s and my sister, Ashley.

That's Ashley?

You know what, when y'all all settled in,

I want you to come over,

and then maybe we can kick it.

But you gotta wait till you settled.

- Mm-hm.

- That's fine?

- Yeah, that's fine.

- All right.

Prince, you my guy.

See you, boss.

Hey, get your a*s back to work.

All y'all.

(traffic humming)

Come in!

(door creaking)

Boy, you look smoother

than a m*therf*cker.

- What's happening, bro?

- You look like you finna

to have to put some lotion on.

What's up, my boy?

- Hey, man, what's happening?

No c*ck blocking

tonight. Do you hear me?

What you talking about?

Man, no c*ck blocking tonight.

Oh, listen, bro, I'm just trying

to hit Ashley when I see her.

Chill out.

Just don't have my guest

bedroom stinking, all right?

Man, just go see how far they are, bro.

I was finna do that, man.

You know they got some

hoes up in the house.

(DC knocking)

- They good?

Go ahead knocking, bro.

Hell.

Hold on.

Man, that's DC.

Bro, go cut off everything.

This n*gga don't never f*cking go home.

Hell no. How he always

know where to go, bro?

[Joe] You hear that?

(DC knocking)

They ain't gonna answer the door?

Bro, you just see that?

n*gg*s cut off the light, bro.

Cut off the lights.

(DC knocking)

Man, I know they in there.

He probably in there

with sexy man sh*t on,

trying to be all fly and cute and sh*t.

Yeah, yeah, with his

taco meat hanging out.

It's f*cked up. Look like

- Bro.

- Cut the lights off.

Bro, that's f*cked up.

You know what?

Let's just come back, bro.

- Yeah.

We gonna come back

and pop up on they a*s.

Surprise them.

[Chasity] Damn, this house is nice.

Girl, I know, right?

With the black on it.

(heels clicking)

- I know.

Chill, girl. You gonna see Tim.

I know, I know. I just

can't wait to see my man.

Your man?

(doorbell ringing)

Girl, stop playing.

(Chasity knocking)

(doorbell ringing)

Dang, you bang. I'm coming, I'm coming.

Ooh.

Dang, y'all looking good tonight.

Where daddy at?

Hey, who's daddy?

Boy, quit playing.

g*dd*mn, you look good.

Mm.

- Hi, sweetie.

- Hey, sexy.

- What's going on?

Hold on, hold on. I don't wanna drop this.

I'ma let you take it. You good?

[Ashley] I'm good.

Let go my back.

Putting everything in our champagne.

So let's put it there for old friends

that haven't seen each

other in a long time.

(glasses clinking)

You know?

It's good seeing y'all.

So can I get you to stand

up and do a spin right here?

I ain't seen you in a long time.

My man.

You ain't taller than

me, it's just them heels.

I know you trying to be on time.

And I'm digging it.

You want me to show you my house?

Mm-hm.

All right, let's go.

(smooth music)

Hey, we'll be right back.

Yeah, yeah. Do your thing.

(smooth music)

I ain't seen you in a minute.

I know.

What you trying to do?

All this. Around the party.

You don't like the room?

I love the room.

(smooth music)

(door clicks)

(smooth music)

Give me a kiss.

(smooth music)

Hold on. I need you to

give me five minutes.

[Tim] Dang, five? Where you going?

Stay right here.

Oh sh*t.

(smooth music)

Hold on, wait.

Let me go change into something special.

g*dd*mn, look at you.

Let me see. Turn around, please.

Mm. Look at that damn butt.

Come here, there's some room for you.

Ooh. Ooh.

Ooh, that m*therf*cker greasy too.

Come here.

(record scratches)

You look good.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

- Mm.

- Mm. Mm.

Mm. Put them up there.

Watch this sh*t.

g*dd*mn.

(DC knocking)

The f*ck?

Who the...

(DC knocking)

Who the f*ck is that?

What the f*ck? Who?

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh!

I'll go check.

(DC knocking)

I'll be right back. Hey.

I'll be back.

(door creaking)

DC and Joe, what the hell y'all n*gg*s

doing over here, bro?

Bro, we looking for Tim, bro.

We know y'all got some

hoes over here, man.

I'm trying to hit.

Bro, I'm trying to hit Ashley, all right?

This guy talking about

trying to hit Ashley, bro.

n*gga finna gonna eat

some a*s or something.

Bro, don't talk.

- Preach y'all name.

n*gga, I ain't never

ate a*s in my life, n*gga.

Get the f*ck on.

- You cap, man.

(door squeaking)

f*ck you!

This n*gga's tripping, bro.

Damn.

Who the f*ck was that?

Look, look, baby,

that was my cousin, DC.

He was just trying to check on us,

see what we had going.

The lead chef?

Yeah, I'ma talk to him tomorrow.

See, that's what I'm talking about.

I'm going to sleep.

- Baby.

You ain't getting none tonight.

Good night.

Baby.

And don't touch my a*s.

Baby, don't do me like that.

Like.

Oh sh*t, that sh*t hurt. f*ck.

Baby?

And don't be snatching the cover.

Damn.

n*gga, get off me.

All right. All right.

(traffic humming)

Chasity?

Last night, boy.

I'm keeping these hoes as

a m*therf*cking souvie.

Damn, looks like they left.

Wonder where Prince a*s is.

Man.

Bro, say it again.

(Tim speaking indistinctly)

What's up, my boy?

Man, boy, I had a time last night.

What about you?

Man, hell nah.

[Tim] What? What happened?

Oh, DC came over messed it up for me.

DC?

Yes, DC came over knocking

on the window and sh*t,

talking about "What y'all got going?"

I'm trying to get some a*s,

and he over there knocking on the window.

Like g*dd*mn.

- Bro.

Prince, bro, you probably

was eating some a*s.

Stop telling people

I'm eating a*s, n*gga.

I don't eat a*s, bro.

[Tim] Ain't nobody here but me and you.

Well, still. You speak it in the air.

But look, (Tim laughing)

I'm just saying I don't eat a*s, bro.

My bad. Look.

But look, girls left about 7:00, though.

7:00 a.m.?

Bro, it's like 10:00 a.m. right now.

Yeah, no, hey, matter of fact,

they said they gonna be back Tuesday.

Bro, I can't do Tuesday, bro.

That's when Tosha come home.

Well, I guess you gonna have

to figure that out, bad boy.

Figure it out, figure it out

Figure it out, figure it out

No?

Hey, yo, Kevin.

Where's DC?

He in the back room on the laptop.

He said he got some sh*t

to get Tim caught up with.

Caught up?

Yeah, caught up.

He said some female got him and her

as her profile picture or something.

Go get DC for me.

Hey, DC.

Hey, boss man want you.

- For what?

I don't know.

His booty dry-having a*s out here.

[DC] Boy, if you don't get

your fat a*s on back there

and wash some dishes.

- You just mad.

Man, f*ck you!

- Fat a*s.

I ain't trying to hear all that, n*gga.

I should fire you for that

sh*t you pulled last night.

- What you talking about?

- Old c*ck blocking-a*s n*gga.

Bro, y'all always leaving me out.

Well, get some b*tches.

You won't be left out.

n*gga, well, Tim gonna be left out

when Tosha get back and

see this picture, though.

Yeah.

(tense music)

Yeah, you ain't got nothing

to say about that, do you?

Hmm.

Yeah.

- No, no, no.

She can't see this, all right?

[DC] Y'all better give me a

m*therf*cking raise, though.

You know what's gonna happen.

So what? You snitching?

[DC] It is what it is.

Hoe-a*s n*gga.

[DC] Nah, Tim the hoe.

I'm just trying to live, bro.

You know what, though?

I ain't even gonna be like that, bro.

I'm not gonna be like that,

bro. I'm just joking, bro.

But you need to tell

him, though, for sure.

You need to tell him.

And quit trying to check me with your

- I'ma tell him.

- [DC] Yeah.

Quit trying to check me

with your peanut head a*s.

Go on, man.

[DC] Going on.

(traffic humming)

(phone vibrating)

Yo, Prince.

[DC] Me and Prince on three way, man.

Look at that picture we just sent you.

What?

What picture? We didn't take no pictures.

What the...

What the f*ck? When we take that?

[DC] Hey, you tell us.

Good booty-licking-a*s n*gga.

Man, hell no, bro.

Tosha cannot see that.

(doorbell rings)

Hold on real quick.

Somebody at my door, bro.

That better be f*cking Spectrum n*gg*s,

'cause my Wi-Fi been tripping.

[DC] All right, bet.

Man, hey, hold on, Prince.

(door creaking)

Man, who...

Raina, what you doing over here?

What the...

My car not even in the driveway.

Baby, how you know I was at home?

I was checking around the block

around 7:00 a.m., and I

see you checking real bad.

Well, Raina, don't you

stay like 45 minutes...

Prince, let me call you back, bro.

What you doing?

- So can I come in?

I gotta get ready and go to work.

I don't want you thinking

I'm crazy or nothing.

I just like you a lot.

Okay, look, just call

next time, all right?

Look, just go ahead and go.

Come on, do you want to

get your d*ck sucked or not?

What you say?

Do you wanna get that

d*ck sucked or not?

But this the last time we gonna do this.

Okay, come on.

I got something.

(traffic humming)

Raina!

Where the f*ck that m*therf*cker?

I know this b*tch ain't get me.

I know this b*tch ain't get me, bro.

This b*tch got me.

Damn, this b*tch got me.

Raina!

Bro, what the f*ck?

Man.

Man.

(door creaking)

Man, what the f*ck you doing?

I just went to go get some

guards so we could smoke.

Bro, give me my keys, bro.

Ask me to drive my sh*t, bro.

Don't just be jumping in

my sh*t without asking.

You ain't gotta yell at me.

I'ma shut down if you yell at me.

Look, man, I'm sorry, man.

It's just been a

stressful week, all right?

You scared the sh*t out of me.

It's okay. I'll just go.

(traffic humming)

(doorbell rings)

Man, I swear to God, bro.

What is wrong with this b*tch, Raina, bro?

This b*tch always popping

up at my house, man.

I'm tired of this sh*t.

Bro, what the...

(door creaking)

Damn, baby. What's wrong?

Damn, Tosha. My bad.

I thought you was like

DC or something like...

Man, forget him.

He just like his cousin.

What bring you back so early?

[Tosha] Well, we just

got finished early, so.

Yeah, well, I love that.

Mm, mm, mm.

I wasn't expecting you home so early.

[Tosha] Yeah, we finished early,

but I'ma go take a shower real quick.

All right. Go on ahead.

I'ma talk to you when you get out.

(doorbell rings)

I got it, baby!

[Tosha] Okay.

It's probably DC anyway.

Yeah, that m*therf*cker.

(door creaking)

Raina, didn't I tell you

to stop f*cking popping up at my house?

I seen a car outside.

I was trying to make sure you're okay.

Yeah, everything okay,

man. You gotta leave.

Get the f*ck on. You stop popping up.

[Tosha] Baby, who was that at the door?

Nobody. Just a friend from high school.

Long time ago.

Nobody?

Yeah, nobody.

All right, make it quick, daddy.

Okay.

(door creaking)

You wanna play with my feelings, Tim?

All right, I got something

for your b*tch a*s.

All right. (Laughs)

(tense music)

g*dd*mn.

- What the f*ck, baby?

- What? What? What?

What? What? What?

Is that that crazy b*tch out the window?

Ain't nobody out the f*cking window.

Baby, go look.

I just seen somebody

at the f*cking window.

(tense music)

Ain't nobody out here.

That sh*t scared me, so I'ma just sleep

in the couch tonight.

[Tim] Come on, baby. Look at you.

Good as you look, come on.

Eight. This sh*t a little too much for me.

(keys jingling)

- 21. Oh, bro, 21.

- Bro, it ain't

over yet, bro.

All right, yo, you know what? f*ck it.

- Come on, bro.

- Since I f*ck with you

and you my n*gga, even though

you slyer than a m*therf*cker,

we gonna finish it out,

and I'ma blow you out 51-0.

Damn, boy, I can't believe

you doing me like this, bro.

(Tim knocking)

Who is it?

Come in, bro. Come in.

I don't know who the f*ck...

Oh, what's up, Booker T looking-a*s n*gga?

What's up, ugly a*s n*gga?

No adding.

Hooked up. Trying to take (indistinct).

What's going on, n*gga?

- Who winning?

- f*cking elbow-a*s n*gga.

You know I'm on this n*gga

head, you know what I mean?

How many times you beat this n*gga?

- Cheating.

- 12 times.

12? Y'all, what y'all bet?

I told him I was that sick. That's it.

What y'all betting?

sh*t, we're betting 100s.

You bet 100.

Oh, n*gga taking more sh*t.

- That your money down there?

- Every time.

Yeah, give me my $200 you owe me.

Yeah.

Tell me what you know about me

W-E-B-B-I-E

A-K-A trill, E-N-T yo

[Raina] Hey. Hey.

Come here.

- What's up?

Ain't you Tim's friend?

Yeah, why? Who you with?

Hey, don't you work at

the bullshit-a*s restaurant?

- Yeah.

- How much he pay you?

n*gga only pay me

$7.25 with his cheap a*s.

My baby tripping.

Here, I got 5,000 for you

if you can show me where he at right now.

sh*t, let's go.

(tense music)

Let's go. Come on.

Appreciate that, babe.

Same.

What's happening with you?

- Yes, sirski.

- Bro.

Man, you cheating-a*s n*gga.

- Yes, sirski.

But no, for real, though, bro.

I heard there's a b*tch

walking around apartments

talking about you slap a b*tch, man.

Like, you putting paws on b*tches, man?

What y'all talking about?

Man beat a b*tch a*s

Beat a b*tch a*s

- Bro, you walking up

on these hoes, bro?

- No.

- You beating them down

or you beating their a*s?

- Bro, what you talking about?

Be for real.

- No, seriously, bro.

It's some b*tch walking

around the apartments

talking about she looking for you.

You been jumping on her or some...

'Cause no, really.

Telling you a little bad-a*s yellow b*tch

walking around talking about

you bruised her up, man.

sh*t, she did look kinda f*cked up.

[Tim] Blue eyes?

- Blue eyes. Yes.

- Red hair.

- Red hair.

- What was her name?

- Ry, Ry, Ryleisha, Ry.

- Rain. Rain.

Something like that, bro. Yeah.

Hey, bro, let me...

Yeah, she was, for sure.

I don't know, I walked up on them.

Swear to God.

- On everything, bro.

- You better not.

I'll fire your a*s.

Man, y'all done tried

to fire me so many...

You can't fire me, n*gga.

Yeah, so you know, we

chill up here every Tuesday.

Every Tuesday?

Yeah.

This where we come play the game,

and, you know, chill and sh*t.

- Hmm.

- Mm-hm.

Well then, I'ma stay right here

and get ready real quick.

I mean, I gotta take this off.

All right, cool, cool.

All right, I'ma holler at you later, babe.

- Man, what you up to, man?

- Good to see you.

What's up with me, little-a*s n*gga?

90 miles looking-a*s n*gga.

Hey, n*gga. Hey.

n*gga, there's a bad-a*s b*tch

gave me five bands,

and she's looking for you.

She about this tall.

- Light skinned?

- Light skin.

- Bro.

- She got red hair.

She got blue eyes.

- That's what we

were talking about.

That's what we were

talking about right there.

Same girl. Same girl.

Y'all just described the same a*s.

[Sticky] n*gga, no, she

light skinned. Not white.

That's a b*tch.

Hello? I need you right now.

Yes, my boyfriend gave me a black eye.

He beat me up and hurt

my arm and everything,

kicked me out his apartment.

I'm at 2809 Minberry Drive,

Lancaster, Texas, 75146.

I will be in a black pants,

black shirt, black shoes.

I'll be downstairs waiting on you.

Thank you so much.

Stupid-a*s b*tch. (Laughs)

Oh sh*t.

What she pay you that for, though?

n*gga, she said she

got a surprise for you.

What the f*ck is that at the door?

Man, that better not

be at the g*dd*mn door.

- Man, who is it?

- Who is it?

- Freeze!

- What the f*ck, man?

- Back the f*ck up!

- Come on, man.

- Are you Tim Hunt?

- Hell no, I ain't

no g*dd*mn Tim Hunt.

Which one of y'all Tim Hunt?

[DC] What y'all doing?

- Are you Tim Hunt?

- Hell no, I ain't

no g*dd*mn Tim.

- Are you Tim Hunt?

Nah, not me.

You ugly m*therf*ckers

better get to talking

before I take all of y'all to jail.

Who is Tim Hunt?

There he is right there.

You coming with me. Get

your a*s up, ugly a*s boy.

You said I'm a woman beater?

Yeah, you like to put your hands...

Chasity and Raina said

they pressing charges on you

for putting your hands on them.

Man, y'all can't do this sh*t.

Man, shut your Rambukk head a*s up.

Chasity going back out of town?

What are you talking about?

Man, shut your a*s

up and get to walking.

Let's go.

- Man, y'all can't do-

- That's f*cked up.

- That sh*t, man.

- Hey, call Prince, DC.

[DC] Man, I got you, bro.

Tight pants on and everything.

Hey! Hey!

Come on, man.

[Ashley] Hello?

Hey, daddy.

- Nah, nah, nah.

f*ck that.

Nah, hold on. What's

going on with your sister?

[Ashley] What are you

talking about, Prince?

What's going on with your sister?

Oh yeah?

Oh, she lying, talking about my brother,

Tim, put his hands on her.

Nah, we need to figure that out.

- Oh.

- Got the n*gga in jail.

[Ashley] Oh man. Not again.

Yeah, she got that n*gga in jail.

[Ashley] sh*t.

Nevermind. Where you at?

Nah, you playing. Now we

gonna have to figure this out.

Look, I'm two streets over, all right?

Meet me over there.

[Ashley] Okay, bet. Here I go.

I said meet me over there!

You gonna hang up?

All right, that's cool.

(car dinging)

Bring his woman-beating

a*s around the corner

and bring in Detective Johnson.

Bro, I told y'all, bro,

I ain't did nothing to her, bro.

I ain't do that to that b*tch.

- You a woman beater?

- Hey.

You have the right to remain silent.

Shut the f*ck up.

You heard what she said.

Shut up and get there.

Well, can I get a phone call?

Just shut up.

Bro, I gotta get my phone call.

Be quiet.

Due process, ugly a*s boy.

- Come on.

- You gotta believe me.

I ain't do it.

I promise I ain't put

my hands on this lady.

You need to shut up, man.

I don't wanna hear that sh*t.

Ow, that sh*t tight, man.

I swear I did not put

my hands on this b*tch.

Shut up and wait on the detective.

So, what you wanna tell me?

My sister's schizophrenic.

So why the f*ck you

let her talk to a n*gga?

Why you think I've

been trying to keep them

away from each other for years?

She crazy as a m*therf*cker.

[Prince] So she got two people in her?

Yes, that's why we need to go find her.

More than likely, she at

the jail finna get him.

No, no, no. f*ck that.

We ain't finding her. We need to go.

Go where?

Hell, away from her a*s. sh*t.

All right.

[Detective] All right,

I'll take it from here.

And who are you?

I'm Detective Johnson.

I'm here to ask you some questions.

Before I get started, are you comfortable?

You need any water, cigarettes,

juice, anything we can provide?

[Tim] I need my phone call, man.

This f*cked up.

I'm telling you I didn't

put my hands on her.

Oh, so you're the

one that's been accused

of being a woman beater.

All right.

[Tim] Can I please get my phone call?

Don't tell me I didn't

do anything for you.

I appreciate you, man.

(phone vibrating)

Hello?

Man. Man, Tosha, can you

come get me from up here?

Man, this girl done lied

on me, said I beat her up.

Is it the same b*tch that

left her panties in my couch?

Panties in the couch?

Yes, panties in my couch.

That's probably some

female Prince had over there.

As long as you keep lying,

you gonna stay in there.

Matter of fact, have that

b*tch come pick you up.

(officer knocking)

- Boss.

- Yes.

[Officer] Craziest sh*t.

Same chick that got him in here

just came to bail him out.

Come on, it's time to go.

What'd you just say?

Come on, get up.

You going home.

- What?

Can you repeat that? Who bailed me out?

[Officer] Chasity Smith.

I'll see you soon.

Hey, what's up, son?

What's going on? What's wrong?

Hey, how you know something wrong?

Man, you only call twice a year.

Holidays and when you in trouble.

I just got outta jail

two hours ago, man.

Man, Raina set me up and bailed me out

and used her sister Chasity name.

Jail?

[Tim] Man, can you not tell mama please?

Man, that girl already here.

She already over there?

Okay, Dad, I'm just

waiting for my Uber now

and I'll be over there.

Just hurry up and get here now, man.

[Tim] All right. Yes, sir.

All right.

(birds chirping)

So what seems to be

the problem with my son?

Your son is very a*usive.

My son? a*usive?

Yes, your son. a*usive.

He gave me a black eye and he hit my arm.

So how long y'all been dating?

For about like a year now.

Well, that's interesting,

because my son is dating

my best friend's daughter.

And her name's Tosha.

I have never heard about you.

Now, don't lie to me again.

Tell me the real reason why you're here.

Girl, I ain't got time for this sh*t.

(door slams)

(door creaking)

Hey, Mama. What's up, Pops?

Don't hey us!

[Tim Sr] Boy, get your a*s up here.

I ain't even do nothing.

Look, Mama.

Mama, I didn't even do

nothing to this girl.

I know, baby.

Boy, what the hell you

did to this little girl?

I hit it one time and

just stopped talking to her.

Didn't I tell you about

long stroking these b*tches?

You gotta short stroke them.

- I was.

- They stalkers.

But she popped up one night, Pops,

and I couldn't.

I don't wanna hear that crap!

- Babe.

- Mama.

Go answer the door.

- Baby.

- Pops, you go

handle the door.

- What I get hit for?

n*gga, get the f*cking door.

I just...

- Babe, what you hit me for?

- Don't talk to him like that.

He a grown man.

- But in front of me?

- He's bullshitting.

In front of me? That's man talk.

How you think he got here?

Come in!

(door creaking)

Mom, it's Prince.

- Hey, nephew.

- What's up, Aunt?

[Tim Sr] Don't got that

crazy-a*s chick with him.

So who's this lady?

Oh, that's the crazy

girl's sister, Ashley.

- Hey.

- Oh. Hello.

How are you?

- What's up, brother?

- Hey, boy.

No, man. Man, Raina bailed me out.

[Together] Raina?

Yeah.

The same female that just left here,

the same female that was

responsible for me going to jail,

she the same one that bonded me out.

Look, y'all, my sister

has different personalities.

Hell no. That m*therf*cker schizo...

Excuse me, Aunt, she's schizophrenic.

Well, let's just hope she

don't do nothing to Tosha.

[Tim] Tosha at the...

(door creaking)

What the f*ck?

b*tch, why the f*ck you

keep popping up at my house?

- Your house?

- The next time you come

to my sh*t, I'm gonna pop your sh*t.

This is Tim house, b*tch.

Go get him.

Matter of fact, I got him for you.

Thanks, h*.

g*dd*mn, they through

another g*dd*mn pick.

Timothy LaShawn Hunt II.

Put that f*cking remote down.

No, Tosha, the f*cking

Cowboys losing, man.

n*gga, you think I'm playing with you?

Damn, baby, what the f*ck you doing?

Don't baby me.

Why the f*ck your little

special-a*s side b*tch

keep popping up at my house?

Who the f*ck is you talking about?

I'm watching the Cowboys game.

So we playing crazy now?

Is you talking about Raina?

When did she come over here?

She was just outside, matter of fact.

And I need you to come clean.

Did y'all f*ck or not?

No, we didn't f*ck.

She just got me sent to

jail and bonded me out.

Some crazy sh*t. No.

So we lying now?

All right, look, when you

went on your little work trip,

we had a one night stand and that was it.

It didn't even mean

nothing like that to me.

Like, that sh*t was some bullshit.

Ow!

- This engagement off.

f*ck this sh*t.

- [Tim] Man, no. Tosha, look.

Let me talk to you real quick.

I ain't got time for this sh*t.

Baby, come here. Let me

talk to you real quick.

I swear to God, it's like that.

- I ain't got time for this.

- It was just a one night

f*cking stand, baby.

There go your b*tch right there.

(g*n fires)

- Oh.

(g*n fires)

(shell clangs)

[Officer 2] Hey, Tim Hunt!

- What?

- Tim Hunt.

We can have a brief conversation with you

in the back of our squad car.

In the back of y'all squad car?

Man, I ain't getting the

f*cking back of y'all squad car.

Listen, I told y'all, I didn't do nothing

to that b*tch, man.

I ain't touch her, bro.

Look, man, we know that.

But this ain't up for debate.

Your life might be in danger.

Now get your a*s in.

If we was gonna arrest you,

we'd have done it all already.

My life in danger?

Look, man. So what y'all want?

What the f*ck?

Y'all for real?

Look, Ashley, what the f*ck is going on?

Is Tim going to jail?

Yeah.

Damn.

(phone vibrating)

That b*tch won't leave

my cousin alone, huh?

Hold on, hold on.

This my sister calling.

Hello, Raina, where are you?

Look, sir, we know a woman

by the name of Chasity Smith

was seen leaving your house

with Ashley a day ago.

But what that got to do with me?

Well, that's the oldest sister.

And see, the thing is,

we haven't seen or heard from

her since she left your house.

[Raina] Girl, he got a whole fiance,

and he think he can play in my face.

Look, Raina, don't do nothing stupid.

[Raina] Look, sis, I think it's time

for us to do away with them-

You good?

[Raina] And head to the next state.

Look, b*tch, don't f*ck up

the plan now by crashing out.

Where are you at?

[Raina] I'm about to

walk in the b*tch backyard.

I'm done playing.

Meet me at the spot.

Okay, sis. I'm on my way.

We believe Raina or Ashley had something

to do with her disappearance.

Okay, but what do y'all need with me?

I need you to call us immediately

if you see or come in contact with them.

Here's my card.

All right, bet. I got you.

Now get the f*ck out the car.

Police-a*s n*gga.

What? All right, y'all

get the f*ck out my yard.

Ugly a*s police car.

- Hey, Prince.

- What's up?

I'ma catch an Uber.

- You sure?

- Yeah, I'm good.

Hey, but you left your bag.

(paper rustling)

Hell no.

Tosha.

Baby, you okay?

Man. Man, what the f*ck?

It's bad enough you f*cked the b*tch.

You trying to k*ll me too?

b*tch, you ran too.

(door creaking)

Hello?

Officer Simmons, Raina

just came to my house

and just shot at me and my...

Raina, what you doing?

(Prince knocking)

[Tim Sr] This n*gga.

(door creaking)

- Hey, baby.

[Tim Sr] Boy, what you

doing coming over here

all unannounced?

You knew we was trying

to make love potions.

[Prince] Ugh.

Look, can I come in?

[Tim Sr] Come on.

All right, look, so.

Look, Uncle Tim,

I think Junior back in jail again,

and it's because that crazy chick,

I think her name Ashley.

Man, what he got himself into now?

Look, I don't know.

Baby, let me see what you found.

Baby, we not gonna be able to finish.

Just look.

(g*n clicks)

(air whooshing)

(hand slapping)

[Ashley] Wake up, baby.

Why the f*ck your hand smell like that?

Shut the f*ck up.

See, if you minded your business,

this wouldn't be happening.

All right, you finna do this, Raina?

Tim, go.

Hey, man, my girl talking

about I can't come back

to the house till I find

that little ugly a*s dog.

Man.

Hey, hold on, bro.

I know you f*cking lying. Look at Tim.

This n*gga think he finna get the hoes.

- Keep walking.

- Raina.

That sh*t wasn't serious between you...

Tim, keep going.

Why I gotta keep repeating myself?

Go.

- You got a g*n.

- Stop talking

and turn around.

Go right here.

- Prince, bro.

What the f*ck is going on?

- Bro, it's a set up, bro.

(air whooshing)

(hand slaps)

[Ashley] Sit down.

Sit your b*tch a*s down.

Sit down. Sit down.

Damn. The f*ck you looking at, nosy a*s?

Be cool. All right.

I don't even park in PO.

(Sticky farting)

Was somebody at that door?

[Raina] Sis, go check it out. I got you.

Okay.

Go on.

You, turn your head that way.

Turn your head that way.

Don't look at me.

(g*n thuds)

(Sticky thuds)

Man.

Man, Sticky, you the most dumb,

Ret*rded-a*s n*gga I know, man.

g*dd*mn.

[Prince] You a

m*therf*cking sell out, bro.

n*gga, a sell out?

How I'm a f*cking sell out?

n*gga, does $5,000 ring a bell?

Huh, n*gga?

'Cause y'all n*gg*s

ain't paying me but $7

and 25 f*cking cent to be a chef.

7.25? Sticky, you ain't

making no damn 7.25.

n*gga, you make $25 an hour.

I told Prince to change your

pay, n*gga, two days ago.

Oh, my bad.

I forgot to do that, bro.

That's when I be with Ashley.

My bad. Oh sh*t.

Say, little ma'am, can you come untie me

so I can beat his Pixy Stick body a*s?

- Well, f*ck you.

- [Ashley] First of all,

all y'all shut the f*ck up.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Who is we k*lling first?

- sh*t. Him.

- sh*t. Him.

[Sticky] Boy, y'all

some hoes, man. sh*t.

- Call it what you want.

- I'll be that, B.

b*tch a*s. Ain't nobody

tell you to come over here.

Where the f*ck Sticky got me at?

(Kevin knocking)

Hey, Kev.

Hey, where's Sticky?

He busy right now.

Why? He's busy.

Busy?

He say he was dogging some

p*ssy or something like that.

And I called the police.

(phone vibrating)

My phone vibrating.

Can I answer my phone?

[Ashley] No, m*therf*cker.

You think this county?

You don't get no phone calls.

[Sticky] Right, this

m*therf*cker worse than county.

Girl, this sh*t look like

the bottom of your feet.

[Ashley] You think I'm

playing with you, Sticky?

[Tim] Hey, Siri, answer my phone.

[Ashley] Oh, y'all gonna...

Help!

This Lil Wayne looking

b*tch trying to k*ll me!

(g*n fires)

- Oh, f*ck the both of you.

Hey, b*tch, we gotta go.

We gotta go.

(plastic thuds)

(phone vibrating)

Kevin, what your fat a*s want, man?

Hey, looky here, Lady Savage.

Look, my friend is in an abandoned house.

He said he was dogging some

p*ssy or some sh*t like that.

Look, n*gga, this better

not be no prank call.

You know that sh*t is ill*gal.

Man, it's not no game, Sweaty Doo Wop.

Look, the address is 3103

East Drive, Dallas, Texas.

All right, Blue's Clues built-a*s boy.

I'ma bring somebody. n*gga, be safe.

I love you too, n*gga. Bye.

Thank you. Thank you.

I love you. I love you. (Pants)

f*ck.

[Tosha] Look, Tim, I love you,

but I can't continue to

do this with you anymore.

I've always known you

were for the streets,

but sometimes I looked over

it because you had money.

This time, you took it extremely too far.

I hope you find this letter,

but you do know I don't like

my feelings being played with.

Be careful, Tim.

I gotta call Prince, man.

I can't believe Tosha wanna leave me, man.

Damn.

- Damn.

I thought your b*tch a*s

would've caught on by now.

Raina, what the f*ck is you...

Everything Tosha said

was true about you.

[Tim] What the...

Man, time out.

- Tim.

Tim, Tim, Tim. Come sit down.

[Tim] Man, look.

Go sit your b*tch a*s down.

Look, Raina, look.

How the f*ck you even get in my house?

So how the f*ck you even

know about my fiance, b*tch?

Call me another b*tch again.

All right, listen, bro.

Can you tell me what's going on at least?

Like, what is you doing?

[Raina] Mm.

What the f*ck?

All you n*gg*s tender d*ck too.

Especially you.

I bet you wondering,

"Hmm, what's going on?"

f*ck. What the f*ck is going on?

Look, Tim, I set this whole sh*t up.

When I left a couple days ago,

I went to meet Raina,

and we basically go state to state

and take advantage of

tender d*ck n*gg*s like you.

[Tim] Man, hell no.

Tosha, you said he got

some money in here, right?

Where that money at, Tosha?

We gotta go. We gotta leave.

sh*t, b*tch, I got this.

Tim, where the f*ck that bag at

you carrying around all the

time with the money in it?

You, you, you know it's in,

it's in the bathroom under the sink.

- Mm-hm.

- Okay.

b*tch, this look like 15 K.

We did all this for 15 K?

This gotta be a mistake.

I know this n*gga packing.

Listen, look, that's all

the money I got in my house.

The rest of the money in

my car. I told y'all that.

I can't even f*cking believe

you doing this, Tosha.

Our mamas best friends.

[Officer 2] What's going on?

This is the girl Raina Smith, man,

that got my cousin on the inside, man.

I need y'all help bad, man. Come on, man.

Let me show you.

Delete it.

Your mama greedier

than you, little Timmy.

Now, where's the m*therf*cking money?

And I'm not green like these b*tches.

I'm gonna ask you one m*therf*cking time.

Then I'm gonna put a

f*cking b*llet in your head

and sleep like a g*dd*mn baby tonight.

It's in the trunk of my car.

That's what I'm talking about.

[Camera] Camera recording.

f*ck.

[Together] Everybody on the ground.

(g*ns firing)