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(tense music)
(screeching tires)
- [Dawn] People always say that life moves too fast
but I learned that this is a good thing.
The faster life moves,
the less time pain has to linger.
- (indistinct)
- Can't go in.
You can't go in.
- [Police Scanner] Code blue on the 305.
- [Intercom] All doctors to the ER.
- Female victim, early 20s.
Gunshot wound, possible internal bleeding.
She's lost a lot of blood.
Get the doctor in here now.
- [Dawn] When life slows down,
that's when you really feel
every bit of agony
that's endured along the way.
- We're losing her.
Charge to 200.
Clear.
(monitor beeping)
- [Dawn] So I say life doesn't move fast enough.
Let's go back to the beginning.
* Break of dawn, break of dawn *
* They try to take me out *
* They trying to seal my fate *
* But I keep that guy with me *
* Loaded with the fade *
* Not making no mistakes *
* Don't care how long it takes *
* My team is on the rise *
* We ain't ever taking breaks *
* And I can't take your lies no more *
* I don't want cry no more *
* All these copycats in my way *
* But I stay *
* I won't let them break *
- And next thing I know,
the casting director told me
to take my top off.
And I was like,
"I thought I was playing a librarian."
He said, "Yeah.
"You're gonna accept sex in lieu of late fees."
I had no idea
my agent set me up for a porn film y'all.
I fired his ass before I left the building.
- But did you take the job?
- What?
- [Dallas] Girl, you heard me.
- What?
Girl, no!
You took the job? - I needed the money.
- Wow.
This must be before you became
a server at that fancy ass restaurant, huh?
- What you looking for, Dallas,
the timeline? - Hell yeah, girl.
I'm trying to see how far back
I need to search.
- Well, you are not gonna find it,
so keep searching.
- Wait, was it two years ago?
Oh sh...
Are you in Bayou's Baddies 5?
- Lemme see.
Gimme your phone. - Oh, shit.
Damn! - Gimme your phone.
- (indistinct)
- Gimme your phone.
- Hey, hey.
Hey, Dallas.
Dallas.
Is your bath...
Is your bathroom back this way?
All right, nevermind.
I'll find it.
(upbeat rap music)
Oh, I was just headed to the bathroom.
- All good.
Actually, I could use the help.
I can't reach this tape.
My arms are sore as hell from practice.
Appreciate it.
You Dawn, right?
- How did you know my name?
- I seen you around campus.
- Oh, really?
And why haven't I seen you?
- Apparently, I don't play hard enough
for you to recognize
the most popular guy on campus.
- Hmm.
So you live here with your brother?
- Yeah.
That's the benefit of having
a brother in grade school.
- A Saints fan in Houston?
- Yeah.
I wanna play for them someday.
My dad's from Louisiana.
- Hey.
I see you met my little brother.
- Half brother.
And the better looking one.
- Yeah, whatever.
Hey Dawn, we about to start
an acting exercise and we all waiting on you.
- Okay, well, I have to still go to the bathroom.
Give me a moment.
- What, Dallas? - Look, do me a favor,
leave this one alone.
- Chill, we was just talking.
- Alone, in your room
with your shirt off, just talking?
Come on, bro. - Look, you got my word.
I won't lay a finger on Dawn.
("Put It On Me" by E-Ice and Paul Darius)
* Girl, you got so much to go around *
* The way you buss it up and buss it down *
(moaning)
* Back it up, drop it low *
* And make it loud *
* Put it on me *
* Make it clap right now *
* Move it slow motion *
* When you swerving on me *
* Baddest chick around *
* You know you working on me *
- I know you athletes love breaking records but damn,
this is not the NFL Combine.
- I'm surprised you even know
what the Combine is.
And you can't blame me,
you got that good good. - I know.
* I love how you performing *
* Around the ball to drop that ass down *
- Where you going?
- I have study hall.
- This late? - Yeah.
Coach Anderson been on my ass.
But you can wait here
until I get back if you want.
- No, I'll just go home.
(comedic music)
- [Janet] Busted. - [Autumn] Mm hmm.
- Where your fast ass been?
- Nah, who you been with
and where the hell is my car?
Thank you.
- Artis.
- Girl, spill the tea.
- What you wanna know?
- One second.
Which one does he fit more?
- Really?
- [Janet] Yes.
Does he come on demand
or basic cable?
- Definitely on demand.
- Oh, I knew it.
- Girl, she been throwing it back
for the quarterback. - The quarterback.
- Honestly, he's amazing, you know?
I just, I don't understand
why Dallas is just trying
to stop me from talking to him.
- Girl, obviously, Dallas is jealous
of his younger, finer,
more athletic brother.
Plus, you know he wanna get
in between the crack of Dawn, so...
- Girl, what? - Girl, he look like
he eat groceries.
- [Autumn] Shut up. - [Janet] Well, he do.
- [Autumn] Anyway... - [Janet] I'm not lying.
- [Autumn] Anyway, do you think he might be the one?
- I don't know yet,
but I do feel like he is
the closest ever to being the one.
- [Dawn] Who is Ashley?
- [Artis] Gimme my fucking phone.
- [Dawn] Why is she calling you back?
- [Artis] Don't worry about it.
What are you...
(somber music)
- You bastard.
- Baby, I didn't mean to.
I was just trying to get my phone back.
I didn't mean to hit you, I'm sorry.
- Get away from me, Artis.
- I was trying to slap my phone
out your hands, not you.
You have no fucking business touching
my phone anyways.
- Oh, you want your phone, huh?
You want your phone?
Pick up the pieces, asshole.
Move.
- [Janet] He did what?
- Sit down, Janet.
I'm not entirely sure
if it was an accident or not.
- Okay, and I'm gonna accidentally cut his ass.
Call him.
Tell him come over.
Tell him you wanna make up.
- Give me that, OJ.
- No!
He doesn't need to be putting his hands on her.
- Look!
I appreciate the outrage, I do,
but I'm done with the Artis,
accident or not.
So can we just please drop it?
- She gonna leave my damn vegetables out to melt.
(suspenseful music)
- Yo, what's up bro?
Yo, bro, what the fuck is your problem?
- You're my fucking problem!
You thinking 'cause you have athletic abilities,
it give you a pass to be an asshole?
You know, mom should have given you
the same type of discipline she gave me.
- Nah, yo daddy should have taught you how
to pick up a ball instead of a camera.
So again, what's the problem?
- I got a call from Dawn today.
Yeah. - Really?
You choose a bitch over your brother?
Dawn don't give a fuck about you.
- What the fuck is that supposed to mean?
- Okay, let's call it what it really is.
You jealous.
You never could get any women on my level.
- Boy, don't you disrespect me
in my fucking home.
If it wasn't for me,
your ass wouldn't have a place to stay.
Don't forget that.
- Fuck you.
I don't need you.
(upbeat music) - That's good, right?
Aye, you gon' nail this.
This is good right here.
Yeah, this is a really good take.
Well, I'm gonna have this edited
and sent over to you,
so you can send it to the casting director, all right?
- Thank you. - Yeah, definitely.
- And thanks again for helping me
with all of these auditions
and sending me all these casting calls.
I greatly appreciate it. - Oh, yeah, yeah.
Well, you know what?
When they asked me if I knew anybody
with a great smile,
I admit it was kind of a struggle
for me not to think of you, yeah.
- Thanks.
- Hey, Dawn, I've been meaning to ask you something.
- What's up?
- Would you be willing
to go out with me sometime
for like a cup of coffee, a bite to eat?
Whatever you want to do is cool with me.
- Dallas. - What?
- Now, you know that's not appropriate.
- And why not?
- You know, I used to date your brother.
- What difference does that make?
He don't give a damn about you.
- Excuse me?
- Artis don't give a damn about
any girl he's ever been with.
To him, you just his flavor of the week.
That's it.
- Look, I'm just not interested in you, okay?
Sorry.
("Pmw" by Bxdy Bandz)
- Okay, so what don't you understand?
- How letters and numbers go together in math.
- That's simple, it's an equation you gotta follow.
That's why I put this PowerPoint together
so you can follow it.
- Look at this dumbass.
- Sweetheart, don't even waste your time.
Whatever you teaching him,
it's going through one ear
and out the other.
- Man, shut y'all lame ass up.
Y'all don't be talking that shit on the field.
- Yeah, because your ass be hiding
behind Coach Anderson like a lap dog.
- Your girl don't seem to be complaining
when she's on this dog's lap.
- Well, I bet you I'll have Dawn's ass
on my lap by next week.
- Wait, hold on, Artis.
Think about this first,
- Man, what the fuck did you just say?
- Nigga, you heard me.
Gon' have her on my dick,
calling me daddy and everything.
* Nigga, believe me when I tell ya *
* I ain't trusting shit *
* Finger on the trigger *
* Every time I meet her with a lick *
* 'Cause a nigga act like he wanna buy *
* And then try to take quick *
* Have you round this bitch sick *
* Trying to figure out who to hit *
* I seen it happen too many times *
* Shit, I done lost count *
* My own nigga killed his own cousin. *
- [Nurse] I'll be right back
- Boy, I hope whatever you was fighting
for was worth it, Artis.
Look at you, one bad decision after another.
- You have to be the stupidest player
that I have ever coached.
- What?
- You had it all.
A full ride scholarship,
a clear path to the league,
and you lost it for what?
Because a teammate hurt your feelings?
Look at me.
I am sick and tired of your shit,
and you will never play for
this organization ever again.
And you know what that means?
Education, gone.
Scholarship, gone.
And considering how you struggled
with your classes,
any hopes for a lucrative career, gone.
This has to be the worst failure
that I've ever witnessed.
Nothing to say?
- If I'm no longer playing for you,
then there's nothing else for me to say.
- Dallas, make sure his locker is cleaned out.
You're done.
(somber music)
- Listen, listen, listen.
I just wanna talk.
Ow!
- You have the audacity
to put your hand in my face again.
- You won't answer my calls. - You're blocked!
- Look, I just wanna apologize to you, Dawn.
I fucked up.
Not just for accidentally hitting you,
but for everything.
I'm a narcissist that should seek help.
What?
- I'm surprised you know
what a narcissist is.
What the hell happened to you?
- I got into a fight.
- Look, Artis,
I'm not your little girlfriend anymore.
I need you to get that through
your thick ass skull,
or did they damage that in the fight too?
- Dawn, what's going...
Oh God, I must be dreaming.
Nigga, how the hell did you hop
your ass up here?
Huh?
You know what?
Don't worry about it,
I got something for you.
(phone ringing)
- [Operator] 911, what's your emergency?
- Hi, yes.
We have an intruder in our home.
Please hurry.
- [Operator] Dispatching now. - Thank you.
Dawn.
Hey, you okay?
I'm here.
- So you ladies okay?
- Yes, we're fine.
- Yeah, well you should have came last night.
- Well, I'm here now.
So how did he get away?
- When he saw me calling 911,
he limped his ass right out the front door.
- Well, you did right.
You know how he look
and you have a positive ID on him now.
You never engage with an intruder.
You don't know if he have a weapon or not.
So do you wanna press charges?
- I'm not sure.
What would happen to him if I do?
- Well, we'll arrest him
and then we'll charge him
for breaking and entering.
- Artis!
Artis, where you at?
Boy, this place is a goddamn mess.
Artis, I swear,
if you don't get in here
and clean this mess up...
My place a goddamn mess.
Artis.
Goddammit, what the fuck you do man?
(somber music)
(phone ringing)
- [Operator] 911, what's your emergency?
- Yeah, it's my brother.
He...
It look like he took some pills.
He's not breathing, he won't wake up.
- [Operator] Okay, sir, tell me your location.
- I'm at 125 Sycamore.
Please, can y'all send somebody quick?
I don't want him to die.
- [Operator] Help is on the way, sir.
- Artis, come on man.
Wake up bro, wake up.
(tense music)
(somber music)
- Hey, I came to see Artis Hall.
- What are you doing here?
- I heard about Artis.
Is he okay?
- You mean you care?
- Of course I do, why wouldn't I?
- He didn't seem to think so.
He still haven't woken up from
the coma that they put him in.
And even if he does,
he will never be the same.
- Well, I...
I pray he does.
Even though he treated me like crap,
I wouldn't want anything to happen to him.
I just never expected him
to do something like that.
- He called you, Dawn.
He called you multiple times,
answering the phone could've
really made a difference.
- I'm so sorry, Dallas,
but that's not my responsibility.
What's this?
- Take a wild guess, Dawn.
(monitors beeping)
- He's blaming me for his suicide?
This is bullshit and you knew it, Dallas.
He had some serious anger issues
and sometimes he took it out on me.
You knew that.
- I don't know what to believe anymore!
I know that you always hated him.
- I understand that you're hurting right now
but don't try to make me the villain here.
You and your family have my condolences.
- Keep it.
It's something to remember him by.
(monitors beeping)
- Mr. And Mrs. Hall.
Can I talk to you guys
for a second? - Yes.
- I'm Dr. Bird.
Unfortunately, Artis has suffered
severe brain damage due to a blood clot.
We're not seeing any adequate brain activity.
I suggest you get his affairs in order
and say your goodbyes.
- [Artis' Mom] No! - I'm truly, truly sorry.
- [Artis' Mom] No, no, no. (crying)
(somber music)
(background chatter)
- Chloe, hey.
Is everything okay?
You've been a little cold towards me
on campus lately, so what's up?
- I'll talk to you later.
Cold?
You wanna talk about being cold
after the way you did Artis
after his accident?
- Are you serious?
Didn't you have your own issues with Artis?
- Okay, this isn't about me, Dawn.
This is about you.
You was his girlfriend.
- Why are you and Dallas trying
to put this on me?
Clearly, he's upset because I rejected him.
- You are really a self-centered bitch.
- Excuse me?
- And I am so glad Dallas didn't get caught up
in your lame ass trap,
'cause he found him a real one.
And live with the fact that
a man killed his-self
because of you.
- I would've slapped her.
- We know. - We know.
- Y'all, I seem to always pick
the worst kind of men.
They're either crazy, jerks,
or a mixture of both.
- I mean, maybe you're just looking
for love in all the wrong places.
- Well, I am no longer looking.
- Why not?
I mean, it's been a while since...
You know.
- You know what?
What about Next Appeal?
- The dating app?
- Yes.
I mean, there have been a lot
of success stories from it.
- Nah, I am so good on that one.
(phones chiming)
- Guys, your phones!
Take a look.
- Is this Chloe?
- What is this?
- Girl, it look like somebody hacked
her social media.
Damn, y'all see all these guys
that she's been with?
- Oh my gosh!
All these photos!
And they're tagging people.
Why would someone do this?
- Girl, I don't know
but people are being cruel in these comments.
- Okay, look,
I feel like if she didn't wanna get exposed,
then maybe she shouldn't have taken
all these photos and slept
with so many guys.
I mean, we all know that once
you send a picture to someone,
you have no control over
what they do with it from there.
- I mean, that's also true.
- Okay, I think that's enough studying for me today.
I gotta go.
* Paralyzed state of mind *
* Still my eyes go *
* Drip drop drip drop drip drop *
* Tryna find the other side *
* While the sky's goin' *
* Drip drop drip drop *
* Love has a fee *
* The debt is piling up it seems *
* No guarantee *
* We'll see if it's meant to be *
* I beg of you *
* Please not today *
- Dang!
Do you ever knock?
Scared the crap outta me.
- What, you watching porn?
- No! - You playing with yourself?
- No.
What do you want?
- I just ordered some pizza.
You want some?
- Didn't you just work out?
- I did.
So the pizza could go right to my ass.
- I'm good, thanks.
- All right, girl.
We'll let you finish playing with yourself.
- I wasn't-- - Mm hmm.
- Doing that.
* Drip drop drip drop tip top *
* Now I'm paranoid from the noise *
* When it goes "Tick tock tick tock tick tock" *
* Letting go of control *
* Even though I wanna be locked *
* Love has a fee *
* The debt is piled up like the leaves *
* No guarantees *
* Can we just enjoy the breeze? *
(comedic music)
- So you declined the job?
- Yeah, they weren't offering my worth.
- But you were already interning for free
so anything they offered was a 100% upgrade, right?
- Dawn, what do you think?
Dawn?
- What are you doing, Janet?
- Well, I'm just trying to see
who you're talking to.
- It is none of your business.
- [Autumn] Thank you. - [Dawn] Really?
- [Autumn] Ooh, so I see you decided
to take my advice about Next Appeal.
Mm, who's Keith?
- Mm, is he cute?
Let me see.
Oh nah, he too cute.
That's a catfish.
- He is not a catfish, Janet.
- Hmm, okay, so y'all met in person?
- Not yet.
It's only been a few weeks.
- So y'all FaceTimed?
- No.
We prefer text, actually.
- Catfish.
- Chloe, Chloe.
- No, Frank. Because you are the only person
that had that photo.
- I don't know how it got leaked.
- Well, who else would leak it?
- I could show you everything on my phone.
- No, I don't wanna see nothing.
Do you think I'm stupid? - No, I don't think
you're st--
- I'm fucking done with you.
- Chloe.
Fuck.
- Y'all, I think we should go check on her.
- Do you speak French now,
'cause who is "we?"
- I just wanna make sure she's okay.
- [Autumn] Bruh, she don't even like us.
- Let's just go.
Let's just go.
- Are you ser...
- Come on.
(somber music)
(sobbing)
- Uh uh, see?
Why did we even come in here?
- Look, Chloe, I don't know what that was all about,
and I'm sorry this happened to you,
but I hope you find out who did this.
- Oh, I know who did this.
And don't be surprised when
he does it to you.
- Who are you talking about?
It could have been any of those guys
who were tagged in those pictures.
- Mm hmm, she slept with so many.
- Do you wanna say that again?
- [Autumn] Excuse me?
Who is she talking to?
- Yeah, Dawn.
You better watch your back.
- Dammit, I missed his call again.
(upbeat music)
- Look, Dawn, just give up.
He is a catfish, okay.
- So why would he call?
- To say that he did.
I mean, he probably don't even let
the phone ring enough.
All I'm saying is if a man wants
to see his woman,
he'll make that happen.
- Oh, shoot. (phone ringing)
He's calling.
- [Janet] Girl, answer it. - [Dawn] Oh my God.
Okay.
- Girl, you taking too long.
Give me the phone.
Young Pavement, what's good?
I'm your biggest fan bro.
- Ugh.
Man, I knew I was being catfished..
- "Ugh?"
You got me fucked up, I'm a baddie.
Dawn, take this phone before
I cuss his ass out.
- Well, when are y'all gonna speak?
I mean...
- Hey, baby.
- Hey.
- My bad for missing your call.
- I know, me too.
Which is why I hate I have to ask this,
but can I call you back
when I make it home?
I don't want 'em all in my business.
- I dunno why.
She gonna tell us everything anyway.
- All right, yeah.
That's cool, baby.
- Okay, bye.
- So...
Y'all made plans to see each other yet?
- Of course we did.
He's supposed to be coming here
in two weeks.
- Hmm, we'll see if actually shows up.
(comedic music)
- Hey girl, food's here.
You coming to eat?
- Yeah, in a minute.
- What you looking at?
- Keith's page.
I've been trying to reach him
but he's not answering the phone.
- So you went snooping?
Now, you know when you go looking for something,
you always find it.
- I don't know if it's something,
but I think this is his sister, Brie,
that he told me about,
the pregnant one.
But they seem a little too friendly, you know?
Would you be this friendly
with your brother?
- Girl, no.
But I don't know,
maybe that's just how close they are.
Honestly, Dawn, I would not read too much into it.
- Yeah, you are right.
- And who's that?
- I think that's Patrick,
his brother he told me about.
It's like I'm trying to be supportive and patient,
but it's like we only text
or talk on the phone, you know?
Barely FaceTime.
He claims he's always...
He's always busy.
- Well, I mean, you're seeing him this weekend,
so it should be fine.
- Right.
You are right about that.
("Big Dawg feat. Chucky Trill" by E-Ice)
- So what happened now?
- So they took his sister to the hospital,
they thought she was about to have the baby,
but come to find out it was a false alarm.
So we decided that it's best
I go there for Christmas break instead.
- You know what?
How convenient.
- Very.
- You know what?
I didn't ask y'all to chime in
on my relationship.
- Okay.
Dawn, how do you expect us not to react
when you barely talk about
anything else but Keith?
And when you're not talking about Keith,
you're talking to him,
and then Janet and I become invisible.
So excuse us if we are invested
into the developments of your relationship.
- I never asked y'all to be invested
into my relationship.
- And you didn't have to ask us, Dawn.
You just force your relationship on us
without warning, as always.
* Big dawg, yo bitch call me Clifford *
* Hoe on my dick and her hands on my zipper *
* She wanna fuck me and my dogs *
* So we flip her *
* We pimp her, I'm pimpin' like it's pimpin' *
* I'm high, I'm lifted like a blimp *
* Oh my, you (indistinct) like a whip *
* Don't lie, you wishin' y'all was this *
* Y'all exempt *
* I'm flipping out the strip *
- Okay.
So y'all still plan on riding back together or, you know?
All right.
* Check my lil' schedule *
* Niggas hate 'cause I'm ahead of 'em *
* I do this shit on the daily *
* It's fuck you then pay me *
* You know it's money on the schedule *
* Big dawg, big dawg *
* Yeah, got 'em pissed off, pissed off *
("I Hate U" by SZA)
- If you wonder if I hate you, I do.
Silly of you to make me feel
just like this.
Uh, uh, uh--
- Okay, is this your way of making me speak to you?
- If you wonder if I hate you--
- Dawn!
- I do. - Dawn!
- Said something?
- Girl, I know you heard me.
- Of course I did.
My phone died an hour ago.
I was just too proud
to ask to use your charger.
- Oh, and you think that you can now?
- Too late, I already plugged in.
Look, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for forcing you girls
into our relationship.
You were right.
I was just so focused on Keith and I meeting that
I forget to interact with those closest to me.
- Well, I'm sorry for not being
more understanding of your pursuit of happiness.
I actually like Keith
and I really do want
the two of you to work out.
But Dawn, most of all,
I really want what's best for you.
- I know.
- Good.
Because you know your mama
definitely would've taken my side anyway.
- As usual.
("Space Out" by Aves)
(engine purring)
- [Dawn] Mom, I'm home.
- Baby, hi.
Look at you.
Baby, it's been way too long.
- I know. - You look so good.
- Mama. - Yes?
- You just saw her over the summer.
- I know.
That's what I mean,
it's been way too long. - It has.
So tell me, how is summertime in Europe?
- Oh my god, I had such an amazing experience.
- Did you? - Yes.
- Did you find love in Paris?
- Oh, I wish.
Apparently love was not
in the cards for me.
Guess I'm not as lucky as Dawn.
- So I've heard.
Yes, you have to tell me all about
this mystery guy that you plan on visiting.
- I will, Mama. - Mm, okay.
- Well, I have to run to my grandparents,
but I will be back for my plate on Christmas.
- Okay.
Well, give my love to your grandparents, baby.
- Of course.
It's so good to see you. - You too.
- Bye.
Bye girl. - See you later.
- Bye. - Come on.
Sit next to mommy.
I missed you. - I miss you too, Mom.
Where's Dad?
- He actually just went the store
to get some stuff for Christmas dinner
that we're missing, okay?
But you have to tell me all about this Keith, now.
I wanna hear it all.
Let's go.
Tell me everything.
Here, babe. - Thanks, Mom.
- Of course.
Tell me how you met.
- We met on this dating app called Next Appeal.
- Next Appeal?
- Next Appeal. - Next Appeal.
- Yes.
- What is with all this new age dating?
I don't understand this.
Why can't people just go out
and meet people in a restaurant
like normal humans, face-to-face?
- Mommy, times have changed, okay?
It's not like how when you and Daddy met.
Everything is on social media now.
- Obviously.
So you're gonna see him over the break?
- Yes, my flight leaves tomorrow.
- I have to tell you,
I would've felt better
if he was coming here for Christmas.
We could have all met him
at the same time together, in person.
- I know, Mommy,
but you know we've been FaceTiming
for a while now,
texting and calling, you know.
- Okay.
All right.
Well, just do me a favor,
keep your locations on at all times.
All times.
I wanna know where you are.
- Yes ma'am.
- And tell me everything
that you know about him.
- Okay, Mommy, I got you.
I just want what you and Daddy have.
- You will have it, I promise.
- Cheers to that.
- Do you like it?
- Yes, it's really good. - I imported this.
(phone vibrating) I wanted you to try.
It's really good, it's from France.
What is that?
This is our time.
What are you doing on your phone?
Who is that?
- [Dawn] Mommy. - Let me see.
- No, it's personal. - Personal?
- Yes.
- Gimme my wine back, nope.
That's for me, thank you. - Mommy!
("So Real" by Tuan)
* You ain't gon' find too many real man *
* And that's for sure *
* Aye, but when you do *
* Go ahead and sing on this one *
* Tuan *
* You're the sparkle in my eye *
* A star in the sky *
* You are so fly, so real *
* And you know I get it up *
* You know I beat it up *
* And you know I run it up like *
* 'Cause you're the sparkle in my eye *
* A star in the sky *
* And you are so fly, so real *
- Hey, Mom.
Can you come back to pick me up?
I'll explain later.
All right.
Hey, call me back.
Someone canceled my flight.
* Girl, I just want you to know *
* You're truly special from the heart *
* And love should never feel this hard *
* What do you say if we restart? *
* Because I know my loving's been subpar *
* When we are together *
* We will spark *
* Said you want forever *
* Here's the start *
* 'Cause you're the sparkle in my eye *
* A star in the sky. *
* And you are so fly, so real *
* And you know I get it up *
* You know I beat it up *
* And you know I run it up like *
* 'Cause you're the sparkle in my eye *
* Star in the sky *
* You are so fly, so real *
* And you know I get it up *
* You know I beat it up *
* And you know I run it up like *
* Yeah, we can run it up *
* Never at the crib *
* 'cause all she do is fuss. *
* I'm sitting back like *
* Baby girl, what's the rush? *
* She said, boy, you got some nerve *
* You said that it would be us *
* But she quick to grab that phone and dial *
* Fuck for three days *
* Then don't see her ass for a while *
* It's like right love or wrong time *
* But when my phone is off *
* I swear everything is all fine *
* The streets and women is really like my part-time *
* Then I come home and tell her *
* That she all mine *
* Got a nigga feeling lucky *
* She's so fine, even when she being fussy *
* She says she hate how much she love me *
* Girl, come on and let me be your hubby *
* She like, nah, I need some time to think *
* Next morning, I'm nibbling on her cheek *
* Telling her my plans this week *
* While she shaving pretty legs in the sink *
* Man, this shit hit just on repeat, damn *
* I done finally got my shit together *
* Then got a taste and I promise *
* There ain't nothing better *
* She a diamond *
* I swear I've been applying pressure *
* She gonna ride it no hands *
* That's my little Tesla *
* She say she proud of the man I became *
* Go ahead and put that pic in the frame *
* If it's about you *
* I promise won't be no games *
* Got her coming down the block like Hussein *
* Got love on the brain *
- What happened baby?
- Someone canceled my flight.
- Someone like who, like the airline?
- No, I think someone hacked my account.
Somebody used my confirmation number,
my name, and canceled my flight.
- How? - I don't know.
- She said that all they needed was
my confirmation number
and they could make changes to my reservation.
- What kind of security system is that?
- Same thing I said.
- Did you call Keith?
- Yeah, but he didn't answer.
- You okay? - I'm fine, mama.
I just wanna go in. - Okay.
Let's get you in.
("Keeping Score" by St. Evan)
* You don't feel the same *
* Wondering when it changed *
* Did you come to play my baby *
* I'm running your race *
* My heart's in its place *
* Wondering if you'll stay *
(phone ringing)
- Keith.
Keith, what is going on?
I've been calling your phone.
- [Keith] I know.
I'm sorry, my sister breached.
She had the baby.
I was at the hospital and had no service.
Did you make it to the airport?
- Well, that's what I've been trying to tell you,
if you answered your phone.
When I got to the airport,
the lady said that I canceled my flight.
- [Keith] Wait, what?
- Yeah, but only I didn't cancel my flight.
Someone must have hacked my email or something.
She said all they need was
my confirmation number, and my name,
and they can make changes to my reservation.
- [Keith] Well, that's some bullshit.
- Like, who will want to cancel my flight?
That's just crazy to me.
- [Keith] I don't know, that is crazy.
I mean, but it's okay.
We can try again another time.
- Keith, I can't do this anymore.
I've been patient with you.
This long distance is too much for me.
- [Keith] We're just having a bad timing, that's all.
- It's not all.
It's like you don't wanna see me.
I just told you that somebody canceled my flight
and all you had to say was,
"We can do it next time.
"There'll be another time."
It's not another time, Keith.
- [Keith] Dawn, please.
I'm really trying here.
Of course I wanna see you.
- It don't seem like it, Keith.
You go ghost for days.
We barely FaceTime.
All we do is text and talk on the phone.
It's not enough for me.
I'm done.
- [Keith] Don't talk like that, Dawn, please.
I'm gonna come see you.
- Bye, Keith.
* 'Cause I know how it feels walking out the door *
("In December" by YUNNUGU)
- Baby, seriously, why you got me
in this ugly ass sweater
in this bipolar weather?
- You chose it!
- You the one that told me to put it on.
"Be festive" - It's tradition.
- Right, because Don and I were just
in crop tops and rompers.
- See what I'm talking about?
That bipolar Houston weather.
All four seasons in one day.
- Please, can we just be happy
that it's cold this Christmas,
okay? - All right.
- Oh my God.
- Just gonna mope around all day?
I mean, it's Christmas.
- Jesse, give her a break.
She's heartbroken, can you see that?
- Heartbroken?
Well, hell, she need to get over it.
She never even met the dude.
And from what Autumn said, baby girl,
look, he's just wasting your time anyway.
- Okay, Mr. J, I didn't say it like that.
- What exactly did you say, Autumn?
- I mean, all I said was y'all
only really talk on the phone.
- See, same thing.
- Please leave her alone.
Can we just get through one Christmas dinner
in peace, please?
- Fine.
Wait, hold on, hold on,
hold on, hold on, baby.
The math is off.
Where's your home girl?
What's her name?
Jay, Janelle? - Janet, daddy.
- Her, where's she at?
- She decided to sit back at school.
(phone ringing)
- Was that him?
- No, that was Janet,
probably calling to remind us
to bring her plate back.
- Wait, now she's calling me.
Hold on, I'm gonna put her on speaker.
What do you want, Janet?
We're having dinner.
Oh, and Merry Christmas by the way.
- [Janet] There's nothing merry about today.
Someone broke in.
- [Both] What?
(comedic music)
- Okay, okay, look.
Now, be honest with me, Janet.
Did you do all of this yourself
because your lonely ass wanted us home
a few days early?
- Girl, have you not seen The First 48?
It's called evidence.
Really, it look like the same person
that broke in last time.
- I know you're not talking about Artis.
He's dead.
- True.
But his brother
and his girlfriend hate your guts.
Which is why when Officer Byrd asked
if I suspected anybody,
I told him Dallas and Chloe.
- You did what? - [Janet] You said it yourself
that they were attacking you.
- Verbally!
Dammit!
Now you've given them more of a reason
to attack me, Janet.
- Okay, all right, all right.
Chill y'all.
Look, anybody could have done this
but for now, we really need to be more careful.
- I'm going for a walk.
- I mean, damn, Janet,
you could have at least cleaned up.
- I did.
My room.
This is a shared space, so welcome home dumb bitch.
Dumb bitch one and dumb bitch two got
one more time to hit me.
Let's clean up.
- You get on my nerves.
(branch breaking)
(suspenseful music)
(comedic music)
Janet!
- What?
Are you ever gonna clean that up?
- [Janet] What?
- [Autumn] The damn fridge.
- I kinda like it.
- Bitch, if you don't clean that shit up.
- I'll do it later.
Girl, I know you're not still moping
about this morning.
- I don't even understand
how I let it get this far.
- I know something we can do
to get our mind off of it.
Let's go to the New Year's Eve party.
- Yes. - No, I am not going, Janet.
- So how else we supposed
to bring in the new year?
- I have an idea.
Come on, come on, come on.
Get up, get up
Let's go get dressed, come on.
Dawn.
- Yes, let's go.
Come on, let's go.
(psychedelic music)
- [Dawn] Really?
This is your bright idea?
- [Autumn] I mean, shit, you said you need
to take your mind off of it,
and I thought this was the perfect opportunity.
- Damn, why you acting like you never smoked before?
You better not get no ashes in my truck.
- Okay, all right.
My bad.
You know, I don't smoke, Janet.
I ain't no damn weed-head.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Girl, we ain't no damn weed-head.
Look, weed is from the Earth, okay?
It's beautiful, it is natural as shit.
Bitch, it's good.
- Give it to me.
Lemme hit it again, lemme hit it again,
lemme hit it again.
What is in this shit?
Because I'm tripping.
- Girl, chill out.
Don't start tweaking.
- [Dawn] No, I'm serious.
Because am I tripping or is that Keith?
- Wait, what?
- Keith?
- What's up, baby?
Surprise.
- Is this real?
Am I that high?
Why do you sound like that?
You sound different.
- What?
Do I sound sexier?
Babe, look, I am very real.
- Don't 'babe' me.
What are you doing here?
Then you wanna come
after I break up with you?
- You're right.
Look, I fucked up and I know that.
And I know I've been giving you the run around
and you felt like I wasn't serious.
So I had to come out here and show you that
I meant every word that I said.
- So now what,
I'm supposed to just forgive you
and everything goes back to normal?
It doesn't work like that.
It is not that simple.
I've been...
Okay.
I forgive you.
- So y'all back together now?
- Yes!
These are my best friends,
Autumn and Janet.
- Nice to meet you, ladies.
- Mm.
Took you long enough.
- I know.
And I wish I could stay longer.
- What?
- Yeah, my manager booked me
on the east coast tour,
so I can't stay.
- Goddammit, Keith.
I was just starting to like you.
- Look, babe.
I just couldn't let the year end
without seeing you in person.
But I promise you,
you're gonna be seeing
a lot more of me this year.
- When are you coming back?
- Just in time for Valentine's Day.
- Mm.
How romantic.
(upbeat music)
* Yeah *
* You do it, baby *
* Ta da da da da ta ta *
* Ta ta *
- And then, this woman go and throw
her panties on the stage.
Babe, I swear to God,
this woman had to be every bit of 60.
- For real? - Yes.
- For real?
Did you guys meet afterwards?
- I had to bring her to the hotel after that.
Babe, I'm playing. - It's not funny.
- Whenever you're ready. - We're ready.
- What's wrong? - I think I lost my wallet.
Please tell me I didn't leave it
at the airport.
- Do I need to get my manager?
- No, let me just check the car.
- Babe, I got it.
Sit.
- Can't I just pay with my phone?
- [Waitress] We don't do Apple Pay, sorry.
- I'm sorry
- Babe, relax.
I got this.
Here you go.
- [Waitress] Okay, I'll be right back.
- Thank you.
- Yes.
It's a dope spot though.
- Yeah, it's pretty cool.
All the college kids,
we like to hang out.
It's the spot, you know?
- Yeah. - Nice music, drinks,
food. - Yeah.
So is this considered on-campus housing?
- No, this is considered off-campus.
I'm gonna go freshen up.
How about you make us a drink?
- Okay.
- I have some wine in the fridge.
- I can definitely do that.
* Got that good drug *
* I'll be honest *
* Without you there can't be life *
* I know we've got our problems, sometimes drama *
* But we still gon' ride *
* Nobody's perfect *
* But I look past that *
* I know you're worth it *
* I gave up my fucked up ways *
* You're the one to blame *
* You ain't gotta worry *
(suspenseful music)
To us.
- To us.
It's good.
(Keith humming)
(paper rustling)
(tense music)
- Hey, what you doing?
- Nothing.
I must have had too much to drink.
What happened last night?
- Last night was special
and everything went perfect.
- Who's the letter from?
- What letter?
- This letter that was in your bag.
- Oh, that probably just some old high school love note
that ended up in my bag while I was packing.
- And you expect me to believe that?
Oh, oh, and I found your wallet.
Are you gonna say anything?
- Why are you going through my stuff anyway?
- Why I'm going through your stuff?
Well, after noticing your lost wallet
on the dresser,
I noticed this letter in your bag
with red lips and 'babe' on it,
so I was curious.
- Okay, listen.
There's a lot you don't know about me, okay?
I had to make sure I could trust you
before I told you everything.
- Then you need to start talking right now.
This letter says
"I love our family, together forever.
"Love, Brie."
Who the fuck is Brie?
Oh really, Keith?
You're gonna just walk away from me, huh?
You gonna walk away from me?
You're just gonna walk?
Who is Brie?
Brie.
Your sister's name is Brie.
Please don't tell me you been lying to me.
Is that even your sister?
- You sound crazy.
You know Brie's my sister.
- Bullshit!
Is that your baby too?
That's your baby?
Oh my God, this cannot be happening to me.
This cannot be happening.
- Look, you really tripping.
I just said that's not my letter,
and Brie is my sister.
And I'm done talking about it.
(phone ringing)
- Hello.
- [Patrick] Hello.
Sweetheart, Keith's not cheating on you.
I'm sorry, my little brother said
he was playing a prank on him.
- Wait, I'm sorry.
Who's this?
- [Patrick] It's Patrick, Keith's brother-in-Law.
I know you don't know me
but he's told me so much about you.
I'm just trying to help.
I know my brother isn't cheating.
It was a stupid joke.
- Time out.
You sound like Keith.
You sound exactly like Keith.
You sound like the person
I've been talking to
every single day.
What is going on?
- [Keith] What are you talking about, sweetheart?
- The fact that your voice sound too familiar.
Where do I know your voice from?
- She not trying to listen, bro.
If she say it's over, it's over.
I'm out.
(suspenseful music)
- Okay.
"I made it bro."
What the hell?
(knocking on door)
- Dawn, you got my phone?
Open this damn door!
(knocking on door)
Open the door now.
Dawn, I'm gonna ask you one more time.
(knocking on door)
What are you doing?
- Who are you?
I saw the messages between you and Patrick.
Why do he sound exactly
like you on the phone?
Why is my number not in your phone?
What's going on?
- I don't have to explain myself to you.
I'm done.
- You're done?
Are you serious?
I should be the one done with you.
Who are you?
- Whatever, you tripping.
- Dawn, hey.
Hey Dawn, what's going on?
Where's Keith?
- He's a liar.
He's not who he say he is.
I don't even know how to explain
what just happened.
- Okay, okay, look, look, look.
Calm down, okay?
Just calm down, okay?
- Okay. - Come on, come on.
Okay, just breathe, just breathe.
Okay, now tell me what happened.
- I think he's pretending to be someone else.
- Wait, what?
- Whoever just left the house isn't
the guy that I've been talking to
for the last six months.
- Okay, so who the fuck was that?
- I don't know.
I don't even know what to do.
- Okay, you need to call Officer Byrd
and I'm gonna call Janet, okay?
- Okay. - All right.
- Okay.
So he didn't try contacting you at all?
Any emails, private numbers, anything?
- No.
Like I said, his phone is off.
All of his social media accounts are deleted.
There's not a trace of Young Pavement anywhere online.
His dating profile that he
originally contacted me from is nonexistent.
This is a nightmare.
- It's okay.
- Okay.
Okay, look, everything's gonna be okay, all right?
We're contacting all his accounts
that he ever had,
tracing the IP address.
There's way more than just simply hitting
a delete to wipe your digital footprints.
- Okay, well, thank you so much, Officer Byrd.
I really wish that we could stop meeting
under these circumstances though.
- It's my job.
You said that you saw
his driver's license, right?
Did you happen to see
his address on the license?
- No.
I didn't.
- Okay.
Well, if there's nothing else,
then I'll take it from here.
- All right, thank you.
- Thanks. - Yeah.
- Okay.
("drip drop" by Jinnie)
* Paralyzed state of mind *
* Still my eyes go *
* Drip drop drip drop drip drop *
* Tryna find the other side *
* While the sky's goin' *
* Drip drop drip drop *
- I know Dre gonna be too mad
if this team lose,
so they need to win
so I can have a good night--
- [Autumn] I'm telling you, girl, look,
I got too much money on this shit.
- [Janet] I only got like five dollars, (indistinct).
- [Autumn] Five dollars? - Five dollars, girl.
It's just like the thrill of the bet.
- But you ain't gonna lose (indistinct).
- I'm sorry I took so long.
- Are you okay? - Yeah, are you good?
- No, I haven't been feeling well lately.
(phone ringing)
Hello.
Hello!
Who is this?
Stop playing on my phone.
- I bet that was him, wasn't it?
Keith, Patrick, whoever, right?
I told y'all he was fucking crazy.
- Yeah.
Be careful, friend.
You don't know who you're dealing with.
- At all.
- I'm just so tired.
- Ladies, y'all wanna order anything else?
- No, I'm not feeling too well.
I'm gonna head home.
- I'll just bring the check then.
- Thank you. - Thank you.
(suspenseful music)
(paper crumpling)
(somber music)
(phone ringing)
- [Dawn] Yeah, mom.
- Sweetheart, what in the world is going on?
- [Dawn] What are you talking about, mama?
- I'm talking about these pictures
on your social media.
- [Dawn] Wait, what is this?
- I know you didn't post these on your feed.
- [Dawn] No, of course not, Mama.
Someone must have hacked into
my social media account.
- Can you delete it?
- [Dawn] I can't.
They changed my password.
I can't even get on anymore.
- Why would you even take pictures like this?
You need to come home
and tell us exactly what's going on.
- [Dawn] I don't even remember taking
these pictures, Mama.
But it has to be Keith.
That's when he came to visit.
I woke up the next morning with no memory.
- Dawn, you need to go to the police
and you need to file a police report.
And you need to go now, okay?
You clearly have no idea
who you're dealing with.
This guy is dangerous.
- [Dawn] Okay, I will.
- And then you need to come home.
- [Dawn] Yes ma'am.
(somber music)
(phone ringing)
- [Autumn] Hey. - Hey.
- [Autumn] You still at the police station?
- Yeah, I'm still here.
I'm about to leave now.
- [Autumn] Okay, well what did they say?
- Officer Bird for Brains was no help at all.
- [Autumn] Figures.
Okay, so are you coming back here?
- Yeah, I'm about to come back and get my things.
My mom wants me to come home.
- [Autumn] All right.
Well, I'll see you soon.
- Okay, bye.
(coughing)
(suspenseful music)
- Shit!
Oh shit.
Hello?
Somebody, please help me!
Oh my God.
Keith, is that you?
- Hey babe, miss me?
- Keith, stop playing.
This is not funny.
How?
- You know, you really should have came to my funeral.
This could have all ended there.
If you had just showed
one last gesture that you cared,
I would've came clean and told you
I only faked my death
to see if you loved me.
- It could have been biblical.
- But the news,
they announced your death.
School, they had a memorial.
- It's easy to fake your death.
All you need is the right corrupt cop
to cover your tracks every step of the way.
- Wait.
Officer Byrd?
I'm not understanding.
What's in it for him?
- He's a cop.
Money, of course.
- What money?
You don't have no fucking money.
You ruined your life and your--
- No!
You ruined my life,
you little selfish ass bitch.
As you can see,
with the right team around you,
anything is possible.
Now, while I had to pay off lover boy Keith,
others didn't take any convincing at all,
thanks to their hatred for you.
So thank you for rejecting my brother.
He's always had a soft spot
for my sloppy seconds.
- Fuck you, motherfucker.
Hello, Dawn.
- So it was you?
You was Keith this entire time?
- You know, I resent the fact
that you always taking credit for yourself.
You narcissistic motherfucker.
You and I both know who's truly
the brains behind this operation.
- Dallas, make sure his locker is cleaned out.
You're done.
(somber music)
- Bro, I have never seen such
a broken man in my life.
- Why are you still here?
You wanna see me hurt
so you can run back to Dawn
and defend her honor?
Well, she's the reason I'm in this situation.
- I believe you.
I believe you.
Dawn, she is nothing but a tease.
She led you on just like she led me on,
and that bitch rejected me
like it was nothing to her.
- Mom and dad basically disowned me.
I can't even go home.
I don't have anything going
if I don't have football.
- Look at you.
She broke you.
She broke us, she broke our family.
How about you and I get
a little of revenge and we break Dawn?
(suspenseful music)
- Those tears ain't gonna work
on him no more,
so save 'em.
I took just enough pills
to make it look real.
Officer Byrd helped me with the rest.
- Please pick up, please pick up.
Fuck.
Dawn, where are you?
I'm starting to get worried.
Please, just call me back.
Please.
Oh, shit.
Check her location.
Where are you, Dawn?
- [Automated Voice] Front door.
- Yeah.
No, she's not here.
All right.
I'm on my way.
(gun cocking)
Yeah, you really are a dumb bitch.
- Wait, so it was you that wrote
that on our fridge.
- Get your ass back up here
and turn around,
and put your hand behind your back.
(gunshot)
- Okay, okay, okay, okay.
Okay, don't shoot me.
Shit.
Please.
(Autumn hyperventilating)
Look, I'm sure someone heard that gunshot, dumbass.
And why the fuck are you arresting me anyway?
- Yeah.
Miss, you are going to jail.
Oh shit!
Ah, fuck.
- Yeah.
Who's the dumb bitch now?
- So you catfished me,
pretending to be Keith, for revenge?
How did you disguise your voice?
- "Hey babe, miss me?"
- How did you get Keith
to go along with this?
- Come on, bro.
Look, you don't even have to worry
about talking to her, all right?
Artis and I will be the one talking
to her this whole time.
- Bro, what happened with this girl
that makes she even want to do this?
- What happened?
She almost killed my brother, Keith.
She broke me and my entire family,
and she needs to suffer and be miserable
just like we were.
Look, all I need from you is access
to your Next Appeal, all right?
I'll give her a fake number
and you ain't gotta worry about nothing.
- You are insane.
I can't believe I fell for this bullshit.
- Then things started getting complicated.
No one writes or talks on the phone anymore.
You wanted to FaceTime
all the damn time.
So I figured you seen his face
a couple times,
you wouldn't suspect that it was me
you were talking to.
- So let me get this straight.
You want me to FaceTime her on your phone?
- Yeah.
Because I don't want her to have your number.
- How long I gotta do this bro?
- Just a couple times.
Just trust me.
You won't have to talk to her for long.
- Good, 'cause I gotta get to the studio.
My manager did not fly me to Houston for this.
And look, time is money,
so I hope you know you paying me extra.
And you better not let Brie find out.
- Yeah bro, I got you.
- Oh shoot!
He's calling.
- [Janet] Girl, answer it. - [Dawn] Oh my God.
Okay.
- I wanted to be with you, Dawn.
Don't you understand that?
When you left me, my world ended.
- So all this time,
I've been talking to you,
dating you over the phone?
What kind of sick, twisted bastard are you?
And I slept with that motherfucker.
- Nah.
I wasn't about to let him touch what's mine.
That's why he drugged you. - What?
Then why take all those pictures?
- Insurance.
We exposed your ass just like we did Chloe.
(camera shuttering)
(suspenseful music)
(phone vibrating)
- Hey babe.
Yeah, we just finished up the show.
I just got to my hotel.
How are my two favorite girls doing?
- So now what?
You gonna kill me
because I broke up with you?
- You're an actress,
so I'm sure you're familiar with Romeo & Juliet
and how they love story ended.
- And you okay with this?
You just gonna co-sign
and go along with this bullshit?
I thought you cared about me, Dallas.
- Don't you fucking try sweet talking me now.
You wasn't saying that shit
when you rejected me now, did you?
- Why hasn't Byrd checked in yet?
- Shit.
(phone ringing)
- [Operator] 911, what's your emergency?
- Hi, yes.
Please send an officer to 8123 West Tomahawk.
Yes, please.
And hurry, please hurry.
- [Operator] Help is on the way.
- Okay.
Oh shit.
(car horn honking)
- What the fuck?
- Man, can you please go see
what the fuck is going on out there?
- Yeah, I got you.
- Oh.
And if you try anything stupid
when your little friend gets in here,
we're going with plan B.
You both die.
- [Dallas] What the...
- Dallas?
See, I knew your crazy ass was
behind this shit.
- Where the fuck is Byrd?
- Oh, he had to piss.
- [Dallas] Girl, get your ass
out here-- - Ow!
Get your fucking hands off me!
- Fuck you, you fucking bitch.
- Sweet dreams, bitch.
- Something don't feel right.
- What's wrong, Artis?
Afraid your little plan won't work?
- Shut the fuck up.
- Don't move, motherfucker.
Oh shit.
What the fuck?
Is this nigga a ghost?
(gunshot)
Oh my God, Dawn.
Dawn, are you okay?
- Yes, I'm all right.
Just please, quickly untie me.
- Okay.
Dawn, what the fuck is going on?
How is this nigga even alive?
- I'll explain later.
Let's just go, please. - Okay, come on.
Shit.
Go, go, go.
Come on, we gotta get outta here.
Go, go, go,
(gunshot) - Oh shit.
- Time to die, you bitch.
(gunshot)
- Dawn.
Oh shit.
Shit, Dawn.
Oh my God, come on, come on.
Come on, Dawn, get up.
Uh, shit.
I gotta get you to the hospital.
- Female victim, early 20s.
Gunshot wound, possible internal bleeding.
She's lost a lot of blood.
Get the doctor in here now.
(monitor beeping) (tense music)
We're losing her.
Charge to 200.
Clear
Charge again.
Clear.
We got her.
Take her into surgery.
Dr. Roberts has been paged
to the surgery room.
(monitor beeping)
- Dawn.
Dawn, Dawn, you're awake.
Are you okay?
How are you?
- My arm.
- [Autumn] Okay, I'm sorry.
- I'm alive, thanks to you.
- Oh God, thank you.
Girl, you know I always got your back.
- Oh my God.
Dawn, are you--
- [Dawn] My arm, my arm. - [Autumn] Be careful.
- I am so sorry.
I'm just happy you're okay.
- Yes, I'm okay,
thanks to Autumn,
- Well, damn bitch,
you trying to win best friend of the year?
You coulda called me.
We coulda Charlie's Angel'd this shit.
- I'm sorry.
- Don't do that.
You know G's don't cry.
- You are definitely a G.
- And where you learn to shoot like that?
- Look, don't let the pretty face fool you.
- Sorry girls.
Visiting hours are over.
- Okay, thank you.
Well, Dawn, we are gonna let you get some rest, okay?
We'll be back in the morning
with your parents.
- I don't think you should be alone.
Artis is still out there somewhere.
- I'm fine.
There's a guard outside.
- All right.
All right.
I'll see you in the morning.
- Come on, Chloe.
- You have really great friends.
I couldn't imagine going through
something like this.
Is there anything else you need, Miss Mone't?
- I'm good now.
Thanks.
- Okay,
Don't hesitate to press the call button.
- Okay.
- [Dawn] These days, I've never felt more alive.
I made the choice to do what was best for me.
I chose not to be a victim,
but a survivor.
And never be ashamed
to receive help from those around you.
They could literally be your lifeline.
I'm not sure what happened to Artis.
The police never found him.
I do hope they catch him
before he does this to someone else.
My story is crazy
and I want to warn other women
about being aware of these online creeps.
Who knows?
Maybe one day I'll turn it into a movie.
* To the break of dawn, break of dawn *
* Break of dawn, break of dawn *
* They tried to take me out *
* They trying to seal my fate *
* But I keep that guy with me *
* Loaded with the fade *
* Not making no mistakes *
* Don't care how long it takes *
* My team is on rise *
* We ain't ever taking breaks *
* And I can't take your lies no more *
* I don't want cry no more *
* All these copycats in my way *
* But I stay *
* I won't let them break dawn *
* I keep my composure when the heat is on *
* It don't matter what *
* I'll make it to the break of dawn *
* Break of dawn, break of dawn *
* Break of dawn *
* 'til the break of dawn *
* This is that pure entertainment *
* I took the game and embraced it *
* I'm working to the break of dawn *
* And I ain't being evasive *
* I'd rather go in and face it *
* And I can't let it slide no more *
* Applying all the pressure *
* (indistinct) *
* I'm the type to admit that *
* You put me in this position *
* Walking the way from me, baby girl *
* You must have been tripping. *
* But really just tell me, what was the vision? *
* Why did you want to end this? *
* Never could comprehend it *
* I'm wishing it could be different *
* As a high value man *
* I'm guessing this what I get *
* Because you all about them dollars *
* But lacking all of the sense *
* So I'm taking the chance *
* I can finagle the ambition *
* To prey on your fam *
* Wishing the fairy of scams *
* Given I'm all in the same mission, *
* Deliver repay *
* Making you live with the same feeling *
* (indistinct) *
* Even if they break dawn *
* I keep my composure when the heat is on *
* It don't matter what *
* I'll make it to the break of dawn *
* Break of dawn, break of dawn *
* Break of dawn *
* 'til the break of dawn *
* Break of dawn, break of dawn *
* Break of dawn *
* 'til the break of dawn *