(film clicking)
(fingers snapping)
(chiming music)
(Mariah laughs) - 'Sup, baby?
(lips smacking) - Good morning,
- Good morning. - I haven't even
brushed my teeth yet. - Mm, breakfast is ready.
(lips smacking) - I'll be there in a minute.
(dramatic music)
- 25 year old woman was found dead today
(cereal crunching) at the Suburban Motel,
around 5 a.m.
The police say this is the second killing this year
of a young prostitute,
found with a lipstick kiss on her forehead.
Earning the culprit the nickname, the Lipstick Killer.
If you have any leads or information,
please call, (fast paced music)
- Come on, son.
Time for your shot. * Extra, extra
Nolan! - It's Daddy!
- [Reporter] Looks like Francis Klein's
new movie has a veteran director coming on board.
Klein's lawyer says she's excited.
(remote clatters) - Come on,
you don't need to be watching that either.
(syringe clicking) - All right, mom.
- Come on, baby.
- Will I have diabetes forever?
- Well, if you eat right you'll feel better.
- Okay. - Now, finish your breakfast.
- Okay. - Okay.
(footsteps falling) You need to get up with me.
- Yeah, I know.
But I had to work late. - Hm, I know.
Well, have an amazing day. - I'll try.
Hopefully, Miss Klein allows me to do my job.
- Mm, she's such a pain. - Yeah she is.
I don't know why Mr. Carter feels like I'm the go-to guy
to resurrect careers. - Because he knows
you don't give up on people
and plus your clients need you, Dre.
- Yeah, I'm glad you noticed,
'cause he don't. (Mariah laughs)
(lips smacking) I'll see you later.
Bye, big man!
(footsteps falling)
- Why would you even consider Lee Jones
for the "Love Ain't Everything" script?
- Well, unfortunately he can't shoot it now
because him and Snal Lathan don't get along
and you can't shoot it
because all you want to do is shoot ass shaking videos.
- Whatever man, pay that no nevermind.
I need you to come down to the Naughty Spot
with me this week. - The sex shop?
- Yeah, I'm shooting a video for Unlucky.
- Oh, so Libo did hire you.
And you were gonna tell me about this when?
(bills crinkling)
Don't you got an art director for this?
- Ah, budget cuts.
- Or are you just being greedy?
- Come on, man.
Look, I'm prop shopping, I need your help.
- Excuse me, Miss Klein is here to see you.
- Yeah, send her in.
(dramatic music) (hands slapping)
I got to take this real quick.
- Catch you on the way out.
(door closing)
- You know I'm not happy.
I only signed onto this movie in hopes
that my young friend, Robert Hurt would be directing.
Turns out, they have some old hack
who looks like he'd directed silent films
for Charlie Chaplin.
- Miss Klein, he's the writer and director.
The studio gave us the green light, so, it's a go.
Look, all we need to worry
about is finding you a young co-star.
Everything will be fine.
- You always know what I need, don't you Dre?
But this time it's about what I want
and I want my young director.
Make it happen.
(dramatic music)
- Say, Mr. Carter, you got a minute?
- Sure, unless it's about Francis.
- Well, unfortunately Miss Klein,
she can be difficult to work with at times.
She's not a good listener.
- She doesn't listen to anybody.
Hell, you got her to do more
than the last three agents combined.
You're ahead of the game, my friend.
- How does she expect me to help keep her career afloat
if she's unwilling to cooperate?
- Francis is a firecracker.
And she loves being famous.
She'll do what she needs to do.
Just like I know you will.
Still one of our biggest clients.
I'm sure you'll do the right thing.
- I'll take care of it,
I just got a little frustrated, that's all.
(footsteps falling)
- Dawg, I told you Francis' ass is crazy.
- Welcome, may I help you two gentlemen find anything today?
- Yeah, I need a couple dresses for my artists.
- Well, you've come to the right place (laughs).
- Cool. (upbeat music)
- Oh, excuse me, I have another customer.
(footsteps falling)
- Bro, why didn't you just higher Stavos
like you're supposed to?
- Because then I would have to pay her.
- Now, I need you to make sure everyone is prepped
before the club tonight.
Introduce yourself, chat a little on the phone,
remember we run a fantasy business
not an escort service. - Fantasy business.
- Now, I had these made for client referrals.
- Okay, client referral, I can do that.
- Sidney I still don't get why you work here.
You make enough to buy the place.
- Keeps me honest, Bunny. - I guess.
- Bunny. - Avery.
I see you still blowing your budget on strippers.
- (laughs) You mean choreographers.
- Okay, look, we're throwing a party later this week
and we need a couple of tricks.
You down? - You know it.
- And we both know you ain't got it.
* If she keep on doing me that way *
But your friend might.
See you later tonight Sidney. - See you Bunny.
Did you find what you were looking for?
- Yeah, we did. - Okay, well where is it?
- After you. * She keep on touching on me
(gentle music) (water pouring)
- You're not hungry, Dre?
You've always been a hungry young man,
that's what I like about you.
- Well, I came here on a moment's notice
to let you know how important you are to me.
- That's what you're supposed to do.
Well I guess you brought a solution with you?
- Miss Klein, we are not in the position
to turn down any work right now.
I need you in the public eye.
- Are you saying that I'm too washed up to be choosy?
- What I'm simply saying is at the end of the day that,
- Are you listening to yourself?
Do you know how many positions I've had to be put in
to get to where I am?
Well, let me tell you, missionary, doggie style
and everybody's favorite, 69
and I'll be damned if I have to be put
in another position to get what I deserve.
- Well Miss Klein, you playing next
to a young Hollywood star,
it'll open up a new demographic for you, okay?
This will bring us all the attention that you want.
- I've done the whole date my co-star thing before.
People are more interested in what happens behind the camera
than in front of it these days.
Me and a young director is a headline,
even if the movie flops.
I'm an old lady compared
to these young floozies out here fucking their way
to the top.
What I need is a young man in my corner.
I need to be endorsed, can you do that?
- I'm an agent, not a matchmaker, okay?
- You're whatever I need you to be.
A young superstar agent dating a A-lister?
Could work out
for the both of us. - I'm married.
- And you're telling me this because?
- Look, I'm gonna do whatever I got to do to make sure
that your next film is a success, okay?
- (laughs) I know you will, doll.
- Good day, Miss Klein. (footsteps falling)
(traffic passing) - TMZ, it's always a pleasure.
Be sure you get my good side, now.
- Got you covered, Francis.
With this new role,
they say this is gonna resurrect your movie career.
How do you feel about that? - Resurrect?
Are you saying that Francis Klein--
- What Miss Klein is saying is that this new role
of hers will help us appreciate her even more
and her contribution to film, okay?
(truck idling) - All right, whoa.
All right and sir, who are you to Francis?
Are you a boy toy?
Is this serious?
A fling?
I see a ring on that finger.
Hey, can we get a scoop?
(door opening)
(door closing) (percussion music)
(Dre sighs)
(heels clicking)
- Nolan's at mom's house for the evening
and we have the entire house to ourselves.
What's wrong? - Nothing.
I had to babysit Miss Klein today.
- Well, let's take advantage of the time that we do have.
* I woke up yesterday
* You weren't there Those shoes are,
* You left me alone
* Looked for you
* But you don't care
* I pray for you
* I asked about you
* I still ain't seen your face
* What did I do wrong?
* Tell me, what did I do wrong? *
(truck engine rumbles)
(hands slapping)
(door opening)
- The press has been calling all day.
- The press? (door closing)
- Yes, asking me all type of questions
that I don't even know the answers to.
- Questions about what? - You and Miss Klein.
TMZ just released footage of you and her kissing.
- [Dre] Her contribution to film, okay?
- [Reporter] All right, whoa!
All right and sir, who are you to Francis?
(cell phone notification rings)
(chiming music)
* Cherries
* Tell me have you asked somebody that can do it like me? *
* Me
* Tell me have you had somebody introduce ya *
* To some wonderful things?
* Well, girl that's what I'm here for, oh *
* We can go to this music
* I'm really loving your movement *
* I like the way way you went to it *
* Let's do it
* This intimate profession
* Releasing all of that stress
* With this unforgettable sex
* Gonna get the best
* She knows what's going down with me *
* You gonna feel it in your side *
* And girl, you went for a ride when you with me *
* Wanna see this shit get real real *
* Go on pour me a shot of the henny *
* Naw, fuck that
(crowd murmuring) (electronic music)
- I wish I had a book right about now.
Isn't much to look at around here.
Thought you said we were going
to a male strip club. - Why?
All fine men who are here.
- Don't even bother, she's booked all night.
I'm Sidney. - Hi.
- It's been a long night, you ladies mind
if I sit next to you? - Oh.
- We enjoying ourselves this evening?
- I don't know if I'd say I'm enjoying myself but it's okay.
- Did you get any dances yet? - No.
- Well, I'm gonna give you one.
Come with me. - Yes, she would like one.
Don't forget to tip.
- Don't worry, I got a big tip.
* Me and my girlfriend
* Me and my girl
* Heard you're coming over
* Let me make myself tight
* Let my hair down
* Shirt hang off my shoulder
* I got something for you
* I know you bold but I'm bolder *
* But telling me things that you like *
* Making tonight your night
* Yeah
* I know what you like
* We do this, we doing it right *
* So, sit down and turn off the light *
* Me and my girl in the moonlight, ai, ai, ai *
* Me and her about to take flight *
* But we give no strap uptight
* But you it's only my cap
* So, here's what about to happen *
* Don't touch, just put these handcuffs on *
* Just put these on
* Don't say nothing, watch what our body *
* Down the spine you want to see *
(dramatic music) (water running)
- Took Nolan to school this morning,
I didn't want to wake you.
- Oh, mm, Lisa had me out late.
I had to get out. - Hm.
Where'd you go? - Strip club.
- Did you see anything we'd like?
- We?
I'm not sure what you like anymore, Dre.
Is this how we make it in the business now?
- No, let me explain.
Look, you know how she could get.
- No, I do understand how she can get,
what I don't understand is how you can allow her
to get that way with you. - Come on now, baby.
You know I would never cheat on you
or do anything-- - Well, it's not the cheating,
Dre, I might be able to handle that,
it's more so the embarrassment.
Why wouldn't you just tell me?
- Look, I didn't think it'd get out like this.
- I trusted you be more careful with me, with us
when you decided to pursue this career.
And I don't think,
I don't think she should be your client anymore.
- Wait, you know that's not an option now.
- I'm going to my mom's house.
- Come here, Mariah!
Come here.
Why don't you calm down.
Look, I can fix this, okay? - How, Dre?
I'm already embarrassed.
(Mariah sighs)
(cars passing)
(upbeat music) (footsteps falling)
- You know I was expecting you, right?
- Man, she set me up.
- Yeah, I know.
- She sat up and kissed me in front of all them people
then told all them bullshit lies.
- Damn, she had shit for that man.
How she just going to make herself a side chick?
(Avery scoffs) (glass thuds)
Tell you what, man.
Hand me that pillow back.
You take the couch, all right?
- Hey, I just wanted to know if you wanted me
to take the tags off those toys you bought?
- (laughs) New art director.
Look, this is what I want you to do.
Go on in back, all right?
Play with the little Chinese finger traps, okay?
Damn things are harder than handcuffs to get off.
(hip hop music)
(traffic rumbling)
(Dre yawns) - Man,
you can't tell a firecracker to do shit but blow up.
- She blew up right in my face.
- There's a saying in this business.
You keep your friends close
and your enemies closer.
In this business, your enemies are your best friends.
'Cause they the motherfuckers with the money.
Now this thing with you and Miss Klein?
Might have to let it play out first, you know?
For the publicity. (door thuds)
- Sir, I'm married. - Well, think about it.
- Miss Klein is here.
- Oh shit, been real Dre, I got to go catch that back nap.
Hey baby. - Darling.
The premiere is next week. - I know.
I'm the one who made your schedule.
- Be a darling and accompany me to the red carpet.
- I'll be there but not as your date.
- Well Dre, you know it's all about perception
so just be a sweetheart and stay close.
So, where does that boss of yours go?
(game beeping) (keyboard clicking)
- What are y'all doing? - Just on the gossip sites,
catching up on this gossip. (Mariah sighs)
(game beeps) - I've had my fill
for a while.
- So, how are you and Dre doing?
- I haven't talked to him in a couple days.
(game beeps) I don't even know what to say.
- Come on girl, that's still your husband.
Last I remember your vow said for better or for worse,
this is not to the worst.
You need to make up with him
before one of the Facebook thoughts do.
- Girl, I said I just haven't talked
to him in a couple days,
I'm not gonna divorce him.
Damn, I just need some space.
- I'm just saying,
don't give these hoes the opportunity to fill that space.
You already know how crazy, they all bitches.
- You ever wish you could just make people go away?
- Oh yeah girl, all the time.
- [Automated Voice] Game over.
(tense music)
- Yo, wake up!
Come on man, let's go have lunch at the Golden Strip.
- Ugh man, you eat at that disgusting spot?
- Do I?
They got the best steak in the city,
it's a well known fact man,
you get some of the best food from strip clubs.
Ain't nobody complaining about seeing ass either.
- Yeah, I guess that makes sense.
- (laughs) Plus, only thing open at 2 a.m. is a pair of.
* Colors
* Black nigga counting blue money *
* Colors
* White girl and her two cousins *
* Colors
* That's all you see when you coming up *
* Colors
* Stop chasing hoes
* Nigga run it up
* Ring it up, colors
* Black nigga counting blue money, colors, colors *
* White girl and her two cousins, colors, colors *
* That's all you see when you coming up, colors, colors *
* Hey, stop chasing hoes, nigga run it up *
* Putting with the band red bitch from the east side *
(laughs) I could make you a star, you know?
I'm always looking for new talent.
* You should keep out
* More cookie than a girl scout *
- Bunny, come here girl * That rich nigga
* That you heard about
* Playing girl house
* Nigga you live in your girl house *
- Hey, Avery. - Hey, lady.
- Scouting for new talent? - Oh, you know
I'm always looking for new talent.
See you in good company. - Yeah, investors.
I got somebody for you to meet.
* Black nigga counting blue money, colors, colors *
* White girl and her two cousins, colors, colors *
You two remember Sidney, right?
- Yeah.
- Sidney take care of 'em.
- Take care? - Oh, not that kind
of take care, dear.
We can get you a drink.
You know, I can stay here and keep you company.
Either way I get paid. - Oh well, have a set
'cause my friend Dre here needs a shoulder to cry on.
* You the actress, I'll be the director *
* Girl, let's make a movie
* Lights, camera, action, uh-huh *
* Shade
* Days I was, girl I don't know *
* It's just something about ya
* That frame, I want ya
* I could put it down any way you want *
* Got your t-shirt on, we'll take it off *
* Don't be shy tonight
* We can take our time tonight
* 'Cause you're my favorite melody *
* I want to say God love your body *
(dramatic music) (knocking on door)
- I didn't expect you to get here so early.
(door thuds) - From the looks of it,
I should have got here a little sooner.
- (sniffles) Just a little something
to knock the edge off, you know?
It's amazing, all the cameras I've been in front of
and I still get nervous sometimes.
I can remember when I got my first real gig,
I played a small theater in New York,
seemed like the biggest theater
in the world then (sniffles).
All I could remember were my lines.
My lines, hm (sighs).
I told a friend one night, "don't forget your lines."
He said, "how could I?
"I snort them off the script."
(laughs) I never laughed so hard in my life.
Before I could even get to the stage that night,
he had a heart attack.
I'm in a relationship with this business, Dre.
And it abuses me, scrutinizes me and treats me like shit.
It beats me.
And I'm scared but I love it to death.
(dramatic music)
- Come on, we're late.
I'll be back to get ya, all right?
- I have to study my lines, Dre.
(sighs) Francis Klein is still a great actress.
(door opens)
(door closes)
(crowd murmuring)
- So, you ready? - Yeah, I'm ready.
- I really appreciate what you did earlier.
- I didn't do anything. - You listened.
- Miss Klein, give us the scoop.
I heard you guys are breaking up?
- There is no scoop,
Miss Klein was going through a rough patch,
I help her get through it, end of story.
- So, you're taking credit for her
and her fame and career, huh?
- We all make mistakes, okay?
Thanks. - You motherfucker.
Yes, so the movie,
the movie is going to be fabulous.
(tense music)
- Way to save face, Dre.
(wind whipping)
(gentle music)
- Dre, got a minute? - Mr. Carter.
- Miss Klein called and said you embarrassed her.
- Yeah, I wasn't the one who embarrassed her.
- But you didn't do what she asked you to do, right?
So she embarrassed you.
I'm sure you didn't do it on purpose.
We don't act on emotion around here, Dre.
Francis has been with this agency a long time.
She's caught plenty of men with their pants down
and they owe her plenty of favors.
You got a long road ahead of you,
I would advise you don't cross her.
If you lose Francis, Dre, I'm gonna make it simple,
we lose you.
You better pray it doesn't affect box office sales.
How's your family doing?
- Pretty good. - Well, good.
We're not all monsters around here,
we just represent a lot of 'em.
- How do you propose we fix this?
- You can have any man you want,
I'm quite sure you've had any man you've ever wanted.
- Don't be sassy. - No.
What I'm saying is we'll put the blame on me.
- Go on. - We'll tell the press
that I was wrong for cheating on you.
I took advantage of you,
I used you for my 15 minutes of fame
and then my run is up.
- That's why I like you.
Scandal averted and I look fabulous again.
My PR will get right on it
and we'll contact you tonight.
(tense music)
- Okay, okay, okay.
All right, so what?
What? - Nothing.
Look, this is the only way it will work.
- To speak against our marriage as if you did cheat?
Dre, it's crazy.
Why would you even suggest that?
- This is our livelihood we talking about.
Hell, half the shit
in this house Francis is responsible for.
- You will not make a mockery out of our marriage
to save your relationship with that old hoe.
And then, got that audacity to ask me to cooperate!
I'm not gonna play your little Holly-weird game, Dre!
I suggest you don't either.
Just tell the press that you're married,
tell them that you just work with her.
- Baby, you don't understand.
Look, they're practically telling me
to say whatever I need to say to keep this woman happy.
Look, she's gonna slither her little ass down there
on the red carpet, get in front of those cameras,
say whatever she need to say to save face.
And that's it.
- If there's one thing I will not tolerate
from you or anyone else, it's making me look like a fool.
- I'm not making you look like a fool.
- Fix it.
(slow music)
(cell phone notification dings)
(cars passing)
- You okay? - Frustrated.
- How come? - I just want
to be able to go out and have a good time
without everybody always thinking I'm a fucking whore.
I'm an independent like everyone else, dammit!
- You are, you are.
- You know I just walked in there
and this guy just slapped my ass
and when I tried to push his hand away,
he gonna called me a bitch.
- Did he apologize? - Of course not,
fucking bitch. - No, no, no.
Come with me.
* 44 matters it goes
* They wanna met you
* And there they go
* Get back, they say 44 matters it goes *
* Nigga you scared today
* 'cause you think you're bad today *
* Please don't get carried away *
* 'cause you think you care to way *
* Yeah
* You think you can get away
(refrigerator hums)
(Dre groans)
- Let me do it. (Dre winces)
- Mm, thanks for tonight.
- Tonight was terrible,
don't thank me for getting you beat up.
You won but you still kinda got beat up.
- Oh. (chiming music)
* Take that man, okay
* Make it afford that now
* But for real though
* Afford that man
* All I wanna do is give this all to you *
* All I wanna do is swim all up in ya, oh shame *
* Girl get your body sway
* Girl, let's take a trip
* There's no destination Sorry.
* We can take this shit Just let this moment
like this. - Shoulda just left it
at thanks. - Yeah.
* We can take it down
* Like the slow motion I'm gonna get out of here.
* All of your ocean - Drive safe.
* Baby don't forget that you fucking with a real nigga *
* Yeah, this the shoddy, get this shoddy boy lover *
* First we get the kids and then *
- You couldn't even pay for a location.
- Actually dawg, I pay $1,700 a month
for this fine location.
Roll play back.
- Play back rolling.
(rap music over phone)
Can you hear that?
Cool.
And action.
* Been so long
* Why can't I turn while I'm making this song *
* Everybody want to turn down the value *
* Everybody want to get a high on value *
* I don't want to know your high *
* Wanna make sure you get what you need *
* Before you die
Thank you.
Man, Miss Klein was looking crazy on the red carpet.
- Worst that can happen is we lose her as a client.
- Mm. - Or I can help
build her reputation back up
and take the fall as the bad guy.
- Dawg, it's way too early in your career
for you to be in the fire.
Regardless to how much of a problem she is,
she still the marquis actor that's paying your bills.
(footsteps falling) - Yo.
- Yep. - Got some news for ya.
BET called. - What?
- They want you to come perform at an awards show.
- Are you serious? - I'm dead serious.
- (squeals) Yo!
I'm gonna need something to wear.
- Okay, I can take care of that.
I got somebody I'm gonna hook you up with.
- I'ma got somebody I'm gonna hook you up with.
(door creaks) - Oh my god!
You're Unlucky. - Yes, I am.
- Can we come in? - Absolutely, come on in.
- Unlucky, this is Sidney, she's a fashion designer.
- Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you too.
- Figured I'd bring her over to check out
a few of your pieces. (door thuds)
- Absolutely, come on in.
(steady music) - Your place is nice.
- Let me show you a few pieces.
- Hm, this is nice.
Ooh, I like this.
Mm, this is dope, I love this.
I want this one.
- Can she have it?
She has a performance tomorrow
at this show called the BET awards.
- Girl, I will get you all the way together.
(Sidney laughs) - Yes, I so appreciate you,
I've heard so many good things about you.
- Girl, let's go try this on.
- Girl, come in, I ain't shy.
Actually, can you zip me up?
- Oh, absolutely. - Thank you so much.
Yeah, you get used to this industry, wardrobe changes,
tons of people backstage. (zipper zips)
So, you and Dre? - Oh no, no.
Dre is nice and he's good to look at
but no, we ain't never done nothing like that.
- Yeah, he one of the good ones.
I mean, there's a right way and a wrong way
to use people but Dre, he never makes you feel used.
- [Dre] I couldn't wait to get some cool air.
I ain't had none since I been home.
- Yep, she's our cook.
- [Woman] Yo, I thought when you said we were coming
to Coney Island we were going
to like an amusement park. - No, no.
Coney is a Detroit thing,
you pretty much can get anything you want,
everything except for Thanksgiving dinner.
- And the one on 7 Mile and Greenfield,
you actually could get Thanksgiving dinner.
- So look, I'm lost.
You mean you can come to one of these restaurants
and get anything? - Anything.
More niggas outside too better the food.
- Right, pretty much every hood that they on Coney
that they like to go to.
Mine was this one, Bobby Wing Shop.
- Boy please, L. George's with their chicken salads, what?
- Wow, wait L. George's?
On 7 Mile, that Evergreen Greenfield area?
What high school you go to? - Henry Ford.
- I'm Trojan class of 2000.
- '01! - What?
- Yes. - Army brat.
- Oh, so you traveling around a lot, huh?
- Pretty much. (Sidney laughs)
- Least could say you had some Coney
'cause it's pretty much what we eat here.
(engine humming) (steady music)
- What is this? - You trust me, don't you?
- I guess. (cap clicking)
- Whoa, whoa! (Sidney coughs and laughs)
(Sidney breathes) You remind me
of when me and my boys used to jump in my Renault.
- Fuck is a Renault?
- It's a car.
I got mine back in 2000.
They stopped making 'em in '82.
Yeah, we probably didn't know what to drink.
We were just doing what kids do.
Shit they ain't have no business doing.
- Me and my friends would call that car tending.
- Yeah.
This Holly-weird shit'll have you fucked up.
- No, it's not the people that will fuck you up.
It's the money.
* I know
* I am
* I know
* Who I am
* I am, ooh oh
* Who I am
* Whoa
* Who I am
* Baby, I don't really give a damn about you *
* I think I'm lying to myself
* When I say it
* But I'm believing that it's true *
* Believing that it's true
* I don't really give a damn about you *
- Hey babe. - Hey babe.
- Everything okay? - Yeah.
- Okay, well I need to use your car today,
mine is in for service. - Hm, okay cool.
Keys are over there on the table.
- Thank you, baby. - Yep.
Me and Nolan will just chill around the house today.
- Okay, baby. - Get some dad time in.
- You have a good day.
(tense music)
- Look Mama, we made dinner.
- Hey baby. - Whatever, what's up?
- Taste this, (imitates airplane).
Hm, that's good isn't it? - That's good, that's good.
What is it? - I'm not telling you
my recipe. - So we keeping secrets now?
I will get the plates
and we will sit at the table
and enjoy dinner. (spoon thudding)
(dramatic music)
(insects chirping) (dramatic music)
(birds chirping)
(slow piano music)
(phone beeping)
- [Sidney] Hello?
How can I help you?
- I really don't know.
- [Sidney] Well, how did you get this number?
- I got it from a card.
- Oh, okay you must have gotten this number from Bunny.
- Bunny? - Well, okay.
I'll be at the club tonight.
She likes for me to make an introduction before we meet.
- What exactly are we meeting about?
- Your fantasy. - My fantasy?
- Yes, you do have one, don't you?
- Yes. - Don't be shy
but understand you are not in control.
I will have Bunny text you your booth number.
What is your name?
- Elizabeth. - She will text you
what to wear, Elizabeth.
(crowd muttering) (searching music)
(door opens) - Whoo!
First you hate the strip club
and now you dragging me into one in the cold?
- Miss Elizabeth, your booth is ready.
* Look, I just caught a wave
* Pop sail with the flow
* I just caught a place
* I was in and out the country
* I was on a plane
* Just touched down in six
* Like I caught a fame
* Niggas call me big homie, rhyme with the stick don't he? *
* Nigga's acting like a broad, put on a wig on him *
* You can tell we even getting to the door *
* 'cause had again we was sitting on the floor *
* Look, hard body, hood nigga
* But God body, John 3:16
* I know God got me
* Triple word plates on a new skirt *
- Welcome, welcome, welcome.
Ooh, I see you brought a friend tonight.
* Went from southern packs
* To hustle and getting booked I know, I know,
you were a little uncomfortable
when we spoke over the phone,
so I set some time aside to give you what you really wanted.
- But has anyone ever asked you what you really want?
* Hustle, no - I'm not really sure
what my fantasy is.
Can I get back to you on that? - Absolutely.
* I was in and out the country
* I was in a plane, just touched down *
* Like I caught a fame
* Big homie, rhyme with a stick, don't he? *
* Niggas acting like a broad, put a wig on him *
- What was that all about? (car engine starts)
- Know, liberation I guess? - Oh, liberation?
And what does that mean? - I'm tired
of being Suzy homemaker, you know?
Like, Dre gets to meet new people, travel to new places
and see new things all the time.
You know, I want to be exciting.
I want to be irresponsible,
I want to have stories.
- You know, you and Dre are my favorite couple
but you're my best friend first, there's no judging here.
Is there something wrong?
- Maybe everything's just too right.
You know, I want a life of my own.
One I don't have to share.
(phone notification dings) (dramatic music)
(fire crackling) (phone rings)
- You asked me if anyone has ever asked me about my fantasy.
Nobody has, I'm intrigued.
- Yes? - I want to be loved
the way it looks like someone loves you.
- Way it looks? - Yeah.
You look put together.
You look happy. - Well thank you
but everything's not always what it seems.
- Come down to the club. - Mm.
I don't know. - Look,
no funny business.
See it from the other side.
See it as a dealer not a user.
(insects buzzing) (dramatic music)
(footsteps falling) (wind whipping)
(lips smacking) Come on, let's go.
(jazzy music) So, tonight is amateur night.
- But I've never done it before.
- Don't worry about it.
You'll be just fine, just fine.
Oh, perfect.
It's also masquerade Mondays.
This is for the shy girls
who just want to try things out.
- I can do that myself.
(speedy music)
- Don't even worry about it, girl.
Most of these niggas just need somebody to talk to.
You look smart, they're gonna love to talk to you.
- You know I'm only doing this for you, right?
- Hey yo, coming to the stage it's Elizabeth!
(electronic music)
- I made a mistake, I have to go.
I'm married, Sidney.
I can't just dance and not worry about anyone seeing me.
- I thought we were gonna dance.
- I was only doing this because my husband cheated on me.
I did it because I thought it would make me feel better.
It was like, I wanted to get back at him.
But how the hell can you get back at someone
and they don't even know you're getting back at him?
- I don't know,
I've never been married.
- Do you have kids, Sidney?
- Nope.
- I remember when I first met him
and he told me what he wanted from me.
I saw a picture on Facebook.
He told me, he'll be calling me in five minutes,
so be ready.
So, I sent him my number.
He was so forward
and I was so curious
so I told him I was gonna go to bed soon
and he asked me how soon was soon,
told him about 15 minutes.
So he said (laughs), he said,
"I have 14 minutes to make you fall in love with me."
- Aw (laughs). - And it,
it took me 14 days but, I did
and he's loved me a million more times than he's hurt me.
(cell phone notification dings)
(steady music)
Thought this would be a nice change of pace.
- Mm, it is.
- Now this is the first place my husband took me
on our first date.
- This is really nice.
- He didn't order anything, just a beer
and watched me eat.
I thought that was weird
but later he told me that he only had enough money
for my dinner.
- So, why'd you bring me here?
- This made me feel like a new woman, you know?
Somebody cared enough to take me
to a place they couldn't afford just to impress me.
It makes you feel special.
- So, you trying to make me feel special?
- I'm just trying to make you feel like more than a slut.
- Excuse me? - I mean, the money,
dancing, the men.
I'm not trying to disrespect you,
I just want to show you something more, something different.
- So, you think a fancy restaurant is gonna change
my fucking life?
- No, but it can show you how much someone cares
to change your life.
Here, have a sip of Sex on the Beach.
I think you'll like it.
- (coughs) Hitting the town again?
- Yep, Lisa's going through a few things
and needs to let her hair down.
- Lisa?
Has she ever had it up?
- Nice.
Anyway, Nolan's at mom's for the evening
so I will be home later tonight.
- Cool, I'll be back in a few days.
- Don't forget to pack those swim trunks.
- I didn't. - So, what?
New client's Bollywood or something?
- Yep.
They actually produce just as many movies
as we do here in the U.S.
- Mm, that's nice.
* Ooh, shake that ass off, oh
* Shake that ass off
* Ass off
* Shake that ass off
* Yeah, ass off
* Shake that ass off
* Ass off
* Shake that ass off
* Ass off
- Hey. - Hey.
How you doing? - I'm all right.
You all right?
All right, okay. - All right, I'll see you.
- I'm so glad you're working tonight.
- Well, there wasn't really anything else to do.
I mean, there ain't no clubs no more,
no social spots.
There wasn't nothing at the movies either, so.
Just figured I just come here.
Plus this is where everybody else is anyway.
- Hey, why don't we go back to my house?
- Your house?
- Yeah, my husband's gone for the weekend, so?
Why not? - Well, I guess
there's no point in this shit.
(tense music)
- You like that?
Put it on, it's yours.
Those look nice on you.
You like this? - Oh yeah.
- [Mariah] You know, I can't wear it anymore.
Put it on.
- You are so beautiful, so sweet.
And so nice.
I don't know why anybody would ever cheat on you.
(lock turning) (menacing music)
- They had the wrong weekend.
- The wrong weekend? - Yeah.
It's all good, I'll be ready for next weekend.
- Oh, mm, that's good.
- What, you spring cleaning?
- Yeah, I was cleaning out the closet.
- Mm, okay.
- I been shopping all day and I'm so tired.
So many bags in the car,
can you get 'em for me?
- No. - Mm (laughs).
(lips smacking) (intense music)
- That was a show last night.
So, that's your husband, huh?
- Of course, what type of woman do you think I am?
- We've both had our thoughts about each other, I'm sorry.
Oh, and I can't stay either.
I have a client. - A client?
- Yes, a client, yes.
A good glass of wine
and a dress doesn't change a girl's life instantly.
Come on, come with me.
- I have some things to do, I can't.
- (sighs) You might like this job too.
She's one of those rich high falutin bitches,
got all the money in the world
and she still ain't happy.
Figured a new friend might make her smile.
- Just because I play nice with you doesn't mean
that I like women. - Stop tripping.
I do not do anything for that old hoe
except for walk around in my panties and bra
and that's if I feel like it.
(slow music)
- Would your friend like to run lines with me?
- Oh no Miss Klein.
Actually I brought her here because she's a fan of yours.
- A fan?
Well baby, of course you are.
Why don't the two of you go ahead and get comfortable.
(chiming music)
Your friend? - Elizabeth.
- Elizabeth, nice to meet you.
You look familiar, have we met?
- She's just here to keep us company.
- Sidney, see that's why you're my favorite.
You know I'm feeling a little more adventurous today.
Sidney, tell your friend to be a doll
and get me together.
(ominous music)
There's a vial in the bathroom, fill that for me.
(syringe clicks)
No, I want you to do it.
(ominous music)
- This is usually what happens,
we don't even get to the good stuff.
Easy money.
Let's go.
(engine humming)
So, what'd you think?
(hip hop music) - About?
- Miss Klein.
- A self-centered washed up actress with a drug problem.
- Tell me how you really feel.
- Nothing personal, just observation.
- You seem a little uncomfortable.
- Yeah.
I could never get used to this.
- You don't, you just learn not to see as much.
* I don't really give a damn
(phone vibrating)
(slow music)
- [Reporter] And we have just heard
that veteran actress Francis Klein was found dead
at 5 a.m. this morning.
- Sad thing for her. - I gotta go.
- Where you going? - To work,
my client just died. - You can't do anything
about that. - Babe, that's kinda mean.
- No what's mean is how she treated you.
- I'll be back.
- She's dead and you still gotta chase after this bitch?
Oh what, were you actually fucking her Dre
or is there something else you want to share?
- Saying I'll be back, I gotta go.
(sheets rustle)
- Man, I appreciate you doing this eulogy man.
She didn't have nobody, man.
- Gentlemen, I'm Detective Hanover.
And to my knowledge, you two were the closest to Miss Klein.
- We were. - You had two
of the three numbers that were left in her call log
from the scene. - Can we do this another time?
- I'll only take a second gentlemen, please,
if you don't mind. - Okay, go ahead.
- What was you relationship like with Miss Klein?
- Well, up and down, you know, hardly ever up but,
I mean, she was in debt, she didn't have anything.
Everything she had was either borrowed
or swindled or blackmail.
The reason I stayed married
to her is so she wouldn't get my shit.
I was like her security.
- That was your wife? - On paper.
I mean, this was a drug overdose, man,
what's this about? - She died of a drug overdose
but it wasn't street drugs. - What was it?
- Insulin. - Insulin?
She wasn't a diabetic.
- We know, thank you gentlemen.
(phone ringing)
- A detective called me. - For what?
- What do you think? - What'd they say?
- Just asked me a couple of questions.
Told her that I used to go over there
and do shows for her. - Did they ask anything else?
- I told 'em I was by myself. - Thank you.
- Yeah, I know you got a family and all.
And you don't need all that noise
and plus I'm the one that got you in this anyway,
so I'm sorry. - It's okay.
- Still a little freaked out though, aren't you?
- About? - You know,
she overdosed and you, - And I what?
Sidney, she died a long time ago.
Meet me at the bar tonight. - Okay.
- Hi, drink? - Oh, thank you.
- Have a seat.
So, what's your pleasure?
Rough, fantasy?
You know, behind everyone's fantasy is
someone else's nightmare.
(slow music)
And you are my nightmare. - What are you talking about?
Wait, (moans). - You slept with my husband.
- No, please. - Mm.
You know, you asked me when we first met,
what was my fantasy?
Well this is it, this is my fantasy.
Watching you suffer. (lips smacking)
I paid for a show.
Now give it to me.
(slow music)
(Sidney crying)
* She died
* Can you call me on the phone? *
* Don't want to be alone
* Why the hell you doing this to my soul? *
* You got me on my toes
* They're stapled to the phone
* Impatiently waiting
* Until you get home
* Are we just friends?
* Do I keep it on the low?
* Don't touch, don't rush
* Let me set the tone
* You got me in the zone
* Don't want to be alone
* Invite you to my home
* Damn boy, you got me so gone
* So gone
(menacing music)
- We ready?
Welcome to Straight Talk.
I don't even know why that's the name of this show.
(Sidney laughs) But we have the pleasure
of having a star in the building today,
Miss Elizabeth. - Hello.
- It is so good to finally meet the designer behind
that fabulous dress, that Unlucky wore to the awards.
How long have you been designing?
- For a long time, it's my passion.
- Ooh, speaking of passion,
our listeners would love the tea about
who you've been getting passionate with nowadays.
- A lady never spills her tea to strangers, Matt.
- But we besties!
I won't tell anybody.
- (sighs) Me and my man have been dating
for a few months now.
I met him at work and that same day he took me to dinner,
he didn't even eat anything though,
he just ordered a beer and watched me eat.
I thought he was weird. - It is.
- But later he told me though
that he only could afford my meal.
- That is so sweet!
But girl, get out while you can.
You don't want to be stuck picking up
the bill your whole life.
- No, no, no, no, he's a good man.
Somebody actually cared enough for me
to take me to a place that they couldn't even afford,
just to impress me.
(steady music)
- Hey, Sidney.
How are ya?
How've you been? - I've been all right.
I had to take a little break,
had a little bit of a health issue.
- Oh, okay.
I'm glad you're feeling better.
Sidney this is my wife, Mariah.
- Nice to meet you.
Well, I'm gonna go, I didn't want to be intrusive,
I just came to say hello.
- Yeah, good seeing you again. - It's good seeing you too.
Oh, and if you ever need anything else,
another stylist, anything.
Just give me a call.
Oh and I'm going by Elizabeth now.
(dramatic music)
- Nice dress. - This old thing?
Got it from a friend of mine.
She didn't have any use for it anymore.
(lips smacking)
I missed you so much.
- Where'd you get it from?
- You know where I got the dress from, Dre.
You know where I got the hair from, Dre.
You know where I got it all from, Dre.
Why is it that men always think
that everything is about them?
Probably because it usually is but you know what?
This time it's not.
It's not about you at all.
And your white picket fence can't keep me away from her.
You know, I always knew
that you were the chivalrous type, Dre.
Way that you saved me and all.
But you know what?
You were the one that needed saving.
Mariah needed saving.
I saved you.
I saved you both.
- You don't know what you getting into.
(door thuds)
(door creaks)
(door thuds)
- Where's the dress I got you?
Where's the dress?
- You know where the dress is, Dre.
Because you saw her.
And you weren't supposed to see her again.
But you couldn't stay away.
(door creaks)
(heels clicking)
I didn't mean for it to end up like this.
- I did this to myself.
I deserve it.
- (sighs) Do you trust me?
- Of course.
(electric buzzing) - Take that dress off.
You know a side of me that my husband barely knows.
You think I could let you get away now?
Mm-mm, guess what?
You're stuck with me.
(lips smacking)
* She died
* Can you call me on my phone?
* Don't want to be alone
* Why the hell you doing this to my soul? *
* You got me on my toes
* They're stapled to the phone
* Impatiently waiting
* Until you get home
* Are we just friends?
* Do I keep it on the low?
* Don't touch, don't rush
* Let me set the tone
* You got me in my zone
* Don't want to be alone
* Invite you to my home
* Damn boy, you got me so gone
* So gone
* You acting different
* But why you tripping?
* I don't
* She don't
* Understand where we went wrong *
* I'm sleeping in your t-shirt
* For the smell of your cologne *
* My mind in a daze
* Damn boy, what did I do wrong? *
* I'm losing all control
* You're one foot out the door
* Your time is running out
* You better use your mouth
* You're sitting on your ass
* Trying to collect the pay
* All I hear is snake
* I'm about to lose my temper
* You got me really tripping
* Your time is running out
* Don't wanna hear me pout
* But you ain't trying to fix it *
* This nigga got me tripping
* About to cause a scene
* Then go on and leave
* On my new record
* Thanks to history
(newscaster music)
- A 25 year old woman was found dead today
(microphone feedback) in her West Side Apartment.
Excuse me, Detective.
What do we know so far?
- We know that this is the third young lady
who has fallen victim to the lipstick killer.
We're working diligently to make sure we get more answers.
- Thank you.
If you have any information
or any leads that can help,
please call-- (TV beeping)
* Okay
* Quality