I don't want your conversation. Get in my line-up.
Girl, that's the hoe spirit.
What do you guys do?
We give you all the tools you need to succeed.
Hurry, hurry, hurry!
Woot Woot's dead.
It had been a part of my life for so long.
Sometimes saying goodbye
means you're making room for something better.
This whole open thing sounds super messy.
We could keep talking about this
or choose to be in it.
Can't believe Issa's still, like, seeing this dude.
This ain't all on Issa.
What the fuck, did you really just do that
in my fucking face
Weren't you into it?
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In your face?! Nah, nigga.
- Nah! - I know.
Okay, you know what? We gonna go to that nigga's house
and we are fucking him up on sight.
Girl, I don't even wanna see him. It's just not even...
Girl, you don't have to go. I'll go.
I'ma put a dozen eggs in a water gun,
we gonna roll up to that nigga's house,
and just... brrr... I'ma spray his face with cum eggs.
As much as I love that visual, I just...
Ugh, I don't know, like, I just...
I'm embarrassed. I let him embarrass me.
Like, I was just trying to show him he was special to me
and then he just made me feel stupid.
No, girl, you not stupid, okay?
He was being disrespectful.
Niggas is out here watching Pornhub,
thinking they can do that shit in real life.
Yeah, well, thanks for not judging me, girl.
But since we out here not judging people...
What?
I'm still seeing Dro.
Wait, what?
But I thought you said it was one and done?
Tsk, I mean, it's been more like
17 and not stopping no time soon.
So, y'all are having an affair?
Girl, no. You know their situation.
I mean, you was the one who said
them being open was better than sneaking around.
Yeah, better for Dro and Candice. But what about you?
- Like, where is this going? - I don't know.
That's the point.
I guess.
Hold up, okay?
I didn't judge you for hoing around these last few months.
Oh, that was different, okay,
'cause I knew what I was getting myself into.
Bitch, you just got a surprise facial.
- What the fuck you talking about? - Really?
Malibu, I'm just trying to look out.
And I appreciate that.
Malibu, why don't you do you,
and I'ma do me?
Fine. You wanna do you, that's just fine.
I don't have a dog in this fight.
You know, the good thing about the PSAT is it's multiple choice.
You could close your eyes and fill out anything
and still have a good shot.
Don't do that, though. You'll fail.
You know, We Got Y'all offers PSAT tutoring.
You should come through.
I tried to, but Mr. Gaines told me and my friends the program is full.
- Hey, y'all. What's up? - Hey!
Corn maze was epic.
You guys missed out.
Ah, yeah. Gotta blame my allergies, man.
- What'd you end up doing? - Just, uh, kicked it at the house.
Oh, Aparna said you went to that theater where the seats move.
Uh, oh, yeah.
Yeah, we did.
Wait, are you guys a thing?
No, we just, uh... You know, we just hung out.
Yep, that's what I said.
- How have I never had this? - Look, why don't you just try it?
It's buttery ranch and caramel crisp.
Just trust me.
Oh, shit.
- Okay. Mm! - Yeah, I told you. That's right.
Look, I'll get you a tub of it once you get that big raise.
Hmm.
So, when is your white boy meeting?
First thing tomorrow.
- Man, I am so ready. - Well, good luck.
I really hope they know what they got.
Oh, yeah? What they got?
You know what they got.
Well, look, I'ma be in LA in a few weeks.
Really? You trying to take my job?
Or maybe I want you to take me out.
You know, just show me around.
M'kay.
Hey.
So, earlier?
It's cool.
You know, I guess I, uh...
I just didn't want people in our business like that.
Do we have business?
It's just I've made mistakes
jumping into something too fast before.
And I don't wanna do that with you.
I get it.
We still on for drinks at that new bar tomorrow?
Shh, can you keep it down? Somebody will hear you.
I'm just kidding.
- We're gonna drink everything. - You got jokes.
- Hey. - Oh, hey.
Can we talk?
I mean, I'm pretty busy
with some computer stuff.
Well, I just wanted to show you this.
They're some ideas I had
to increase Latino enrollment at East 41st Street,
to show them we're available to them.
Oh.
Okay.
What?
I had the same thought.
It was part of this whole initiative, but...
- this is great. - Thanks.
God, even when we're fighting, we are still synced,
- mentally, physically. - That's... too much.
No, you're right, and I didn't mean it that way.
Can I ask where this is this coming from?
Uh...
honestly, I was in a weird place for a minute, you know,
and kind of got away from myself and...
lost in the heat of it all.
And you were right
and I'm sorry.
I get it.
And I'm sorry about earlier. I was being a real bitch.
"Oh, hey." Like, what was that?
- Thanks. - Yeah.
Want these back?
No, you can hold on to those.
- Okay. How was Chicago? - Oh, it was great.
- Yeah? - I got you something.
Oh.
All right. "Buttery ranch caramel crisp."
- Mm, mm-mm. - Oh, just trust me.
Okay, see what we got here.
- Uh-huh, okay. - M'kay.
- Damn. - I be knowing.
You get Tiffany's invite to Derek's birthday party?
Ugh, a style guide, though?
And she had the nerve to suggest me and Candice mind the color palette?
Oh, Candice is coming.
I mean, I figured, but...
You okay?
Mm-hmm, yeah.
Molly.
It's cool, it's just,
you know, I haven't seen her since we...
Oh, yeah, I get it.
Look...
I know what we have is new,
but we're still us, okay?
- M'kay. - M'kay.
♪ Oh, that's what we doin'? ♪
♪ We being childish, my nigga? ♪
♪ We just pointin' and clickin' ♪
♪ And we not talkin', my nigga? ♪
♪ You fixed your pussy-ass fingers ♪
♪ To really block me, my nigga? ♪
♪ Like you Mutombo, my nigga? ♪
♪ Like you don't know me, my nigga? ♪
♪ Five years by your side ♪
♪ And I'm just a button, my nigga? ♪
♪ You wanna push me, my nigga? ♪
And earlier this year,
I signed another Fortune 100 telecommunications company.
This one client has the potential to generate
upwards of $2 million alone in its first year.
Wait, wasn't Hannah on Marist?
She was. That's one of the files I inherited when she left.
So, whether it's covering for Hannah's transfer
or just a fellow associate who has other plans,
I am always happy to step up.
I think we all agree you're a huge asset to the firm.
Thank you.
However, it is unusual to start negotiations
so far ahead of your annual review.
Right, but given when Grayson and McKinney
were promoted to partner,
this firm has demonstrated that it is not bound to timing
when it comes to recognizing hard work.
We hear you. We really do.
And when your review comes around next year,
all of this will be very useful.
We'll have space.
Will you have one? Okay, great.
Hi. Tell your parents.
Oh, yeah. Mm-hmm.
Mr. Gaines, do you have a second?
Yeah, make it quick.
Pot pie gave half the ninth grade food poisoning.
There goes my mop budget.
Sure.
I realize I've been negligent in how I presented myself.
Negligent? What do you mean?
Well, We Got Y'all is inclusive of everyone,
and I might have made it seem like that wasn't important to me, but...
Is your program full? Are you helping the youth?
- Yeah, but... - Then what's the problem?
Look, I thought me and you had an understanding.
Now you're coming at me on some All Lives Matter?
- It's not... - I'm sorry.
We were just hoping for a more
representative group of kids.
Look, if you want Mexicans, nobody's stopping you.
You're turning away Latino students.
They deserve to have the same opportunities as everyone else.
These are kids.
Girl, calm down. Ain't nobody dead.
Okay, go, man.
- Oh, hey. - Hey.
Yo, I know we said we were gonna grab drinks at 7:00,
- but would 10:00 work? - What's up?
I forgot I gotta stop by this thing.
Oh, a thing.
Is this at a place?
It's a birthday party.
I'm just gonna swing through.
My ex is supposed to be there.
Oh.
Yeah.
Maybe we could try another night.
Or I can go with you if that's easier.
Uh... sure.
Mm, my bad.
What do you want?
I was hoping we could talk.
And I just wanted to apologize
so we can move past this.
Apologize?
That was fucked up. You're fucked up.
I just got caught up in the moment.
You embarrassed me.
And it's me. Like, why would you even do that?
You right. Like, it was fucked up.
It was fucked up.
Can you forgive me?
Please?
Iiiissss, pleeeease?
Shut up.
I hate you.
Why our shit always gotta be so messy?
You got me.
But, I mean, I guess we're even now.
Even?
Yeah, it's like, you know,
we both did some fuck shit, you know?
Wait, what?
So you're...
You're saying you were trying to get back at me?
- What? No. What? - Wait, wait, wait.
So, you did this on purpose,
like on some fucked-up revenge shit?
Listen, it's not even that deep, all right?
I'm just sayin', like, now you...
Now you know how I felt.
You disrespectful, petty-ass nigga.
- Hey, hold on, you just... - You know what?
Don't ever fuckin' call me again, okay?
Damn! What's wrong with you?
Niggas!
Hi.
- Isn't this cute? - Yeah. It's nice.
I got it at Forever 21.
It's a women's jacket, but you can't tell.
Okay, so Derek doesn't know this,
but I got him a box of high-end Cuban cigars.
They're rolled by this entire family,
even the children.
I know it sounds sketchy, but what can I say?
I love my man.
Vince?
Actually, it's Vance, like "dance."
Signature cocktail?
You can choose from the Tiffany,
which is a sparkling rosé with muddled raspberries and a hint of vermouth,
or the Derek, which is our take on the amaretto sour.
- What's your take? - He added an extra cherry.
- I'm gonna go check on the app situation. - Okay.
Mm! I thought Sweetie was just gonna be some strange,
but I'm going with his parents to mosque next week.
Shabbat shalom!
That's not what they say at mosque.
It could be.
Hey, babe!
They got shumai shooters.
He a real one.
Mwah! Yes, yes, yes.
- Hi! I'm Candice. - Congratulations.
- Tamika. - Nice to meet you.
I did.
Hey, Molly.
Good to see you.
Hi, Candice!
Come here, give me a hug!
- Oh! - Sorry!
- Did I... - No, no, no, it's fine.
I'll get you another one.
Okay. All right.
This place is nice.
Yeah.
Spacious.
Doesn't the bartender look just like Cory Booker?
Oh, my God. I thought so, too.
You know, I can't trust anyone
who lives in a housing project on purpose.
I know, right?
Here's your drink.
Dinner commences.
- But you eat pork, right? - Absolutely, I do.
Thank you.
Thank you, Sweetie.
Molly, there are place cards.
I didn't design my own font
so you could sit just where you wanted.
- Okay. I'ma just... - Thank you, babe.
So, you gonna go off on Lawrence?
No. This is Derek's birthday,
and I'm not here to start drama.
- I'm fine. - Yeah? Shit, we're drinking everything tonight.
Signature cocktail?
There's the Tiffany and the Derek.
I'll take both 'cause I'm classy.
I'll have a club soda.
Hey!
- Happy birthday. - Mwah. Thank you for coming.
- Hey. - Oh, Candice, hey!
How's your night going?
Great. Yours?
Great.
- What's up with y'all? - Nothing. We're fine. She grown.
No, this nigga didn't.
- Did you know he was bringing this one? - No.
Hey, uh...
Um, I didn't realize it was a...
sit-down dinner type of situation.
It's fine. It's fine.
Whatever. It's fine.
Let me get another chair.
- We could just go. - It's whatever you want.
Put you right over here.
Starving.
There must've been a sale on denim.
Can we all just scoot down just a little bit?
Oh, no, that's fine. It's okay.
No, it's all good.
No, Kelli, that's Derek's fork.
Nope, still Derek's.
I got eight forks, so it don't even fuckin' matter.
Everybody, this is Aparna.
Or you could call me "random girl
who showed up to Derek's birthday."
Oh... ahem!
Can I get a whiskey?
Oh, so we drinkin' now?
I didn't like neither one of their cocktails,
so I mixed them together.
I call it a Derffanny.
It's like them fuckin' in a glass.
Mm-mm.
I thought what Abramovic did was really moving.
She's just sitting there staring at you, and it's art?
- Oh! - I'm with you, Tiff.
It's like, paint, breakdance, do something.
Hey, have you guys been to the...
What about... what's that room called at The Broad?
Can you pass the butter, please?
We've been there.
Butter, nigga!
When you die, I'ma dance.
You're saying the one with the lights?
The Infinity Room.
It's all black.
The, uh, Infinity Room.
Yes!
I went to the car museum on Wilshire.
You know Biggie got shot there?
No. No, I didn't.
I didn't know he died until recently.
So, how do you guys know Tiffany and Derek?
Just, uh...
yeah, we're friends from back in the day.
Oh, you all grew up together, or...?
My ex went to college with them.
Oh, that's cool. You two are still friends?
Oh, it's Issa?
I'm just saying, yeah, Inglewood's on the come-up.
We're thinking about buying a fourplex out there.
Nothing fancy, but we have our eye on a couple foreclosures.
Fingers crossed the owners lose it.
I love her.
Iss, didn't your building change owners?
I mean, getting upgraded and shit.
It barely looks like a trap house anymore.
Yep.
When I picked Issa up, I saw they had a Pinkberry on Manchester now.
What'd that used to be? I used to go there all the time when it was a...
- Popeyes. - Popeyes.
Baby, we talked about...
First off, I wanna wish a happy birthday to my man,
my best friend, the Barack to my Michelle.
I just feel so blessed to be able to celebrate tonight
with some of our dearest friends.
And some randos.
- I just love you so much. - I love you, too, baby.
Happy birthday, baby.
- Aw. - To Derek.
- Yes. Happy birthday!
Hey.
Look, I wanna explain, all right?
I wouldn't have brought Aparna if I knew...
- You're so full of shit. - What?
You couldn't wait to parade whoever-the-fuck
in front of me and my friends?
I'm not parading anybody.
And then on some fuck shit, you block me?
Wow. Okay, yeah, I blocked you
because I was tired of seeing pictures
of the nigga you fucked while we were together.
I didn't post pictures!
Nigga, I don't give a fuck who posted the pictures.
- You still fuckin' that nigga? - Why do you even care?
Of course, so you're still fucking him.
Who else did you fuck while we were together?
Are you serious right now?
I don't know what the fuck you was out here doing, apparently.
- Oh, what I'm doing? - Yeah.
What about what you're doing?
Fucking me while you're with some bitch who works at your bank?
And really, nigga, her?
'Cause being some fake-ass music producer's jump-off is better?
You know, I bet that nigga's a real fucking gentleman.
He's got way more going on than Woot Woot.
Speaking of, what's up with that?
'Cause I ain't get no Woot Woots on my phone.
Was it worth all that time I spent supporting your depressed ass?
Probably not as much time as you spent being a fuckin' ho.
Hey...
Let's go.
♪ Happy birthday ♪
♪ Dear Derek ♪
♪ Happy birthday to you. ♪
- Yeah! - Thank you. Thank you all.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
This carrot cake?
So, you hate us.
I mean, I'm gonna eat it, but it's nasty.
- You like carrot cake? - I do.
Why? You bad, you bad.
I don't know whose fork is whose.
Use that fork.
Dro.
Hey.
Sorry we haven't been able to talk.
This party's a lot, huh?
Yeah, I... I thought I knew what to expect tonight, but...
You and Candice...
You guys look really good together.
- Sorry. - No, it's okay.
I mean, seeing you two...
the way you are with her...
Forget it, it's stupid. I sound so stupid.
No, you don't.
We have something, too.
We do. It's just...
Okay. Okay.
I'm almost there. I'm almost there!
Please don't stop. Don't stop.
Okay...
- Mmm. - Mmm.
Oh, shit.
Okay, I'm gonna... I'm gonna go back out.
You wanna hang back here for a sec and then come out afterwards?
Yeah, sure.
- Yeah? - Mm-hmm.
Thank you.
I was gonna return this.
You okay?
Yeah. I'm good.
We could still get drinks.
Hey, Mom.
Molly.
I just needed some time.
I know.
Mom, why'd you stay with Dad after...?
This is gonna sound really stupid, but...
I just loved him.
How'd you deal with the hurt?
How'd you get past it?
I don't know if I ever have.
But I just know that he made me
feel special more than he hurt me.
Do you feel better?
Yeah.
Jesus...