Bigger (2019–2021): Season 2, Episode 2 - You Feel Better? I Feel Better - full transcript
- Previously on "Bigger"...
- There, a girl, and I hope
she don't grow up
to be a hateful bitch.
Was that a special effect?
Where you get that watch?
- Can't I just use my own
talent and tenacity
to create
my own wealth legally?
- Hi!
- Hey, Shoshanna!
- Oh, you know Ken, right?
- I'd be with you all day
every day if I could.
- Three interviews
in one week.
- Yeah, man, something around
the corner. I'm sure of that.
- I make one wrong move,
and you lose it.
- You cut my heart.
- We still talking
about cards here?
- Seriously, Layne, you got to
take better care of yourself.
- Really, I am fine.
- You okay?
[hip-hop music]
♪ ♪
[door opens, bells jingle]
- Is the green top there?
- It is, yeah.
- Boss lady!
- Oh, that won't work.
Billie wants '70s, but fresh.
- Fresh from 40 years ago?
Cool. Cool.
- [chuckles]
- Have you seen our jewelry?
We got these little
diamond-y kind of things.
- Yes.
- Lib, that's '80s.
- [sighs]
- '60s. My mom owned a pair.
- Billie won't know
the difference.
She's, like, 5.
Ugh.
- Here you go.
- Thank you.
Sometimes when you want
something done right,
you got to do it yourself.
I will be back in one second.
Thank you so much
for your patience.
Lib!
- [sighs]
- Okay, we really need
to be able to multitask here.
- We really need an expert
on these old-ass clothes.
I'm a '90s baby.
Any time before that was
just a bad time to be alive.
- Okay, well, that's the cost
of a growing business, Lib.
You know, more inventory means
more customers
and less money for staff.
Oh, my God, here! It's perfect!
- Sorry, that's mine.
Boss lady!
- Any day now!
- Coming!
- Oh, my--
Oh, you got a cough?
- No.
It is just that this could be
huge for the shop,
and I've always wanted
the right stylist to find us,
and now the stylist of all time
has found us,
and we are not ready.
I could just die.
- We'll find it, boss lady.
We'll find it. We'll find it!
We'll--relax.
Your stress has me stressed,
okay?
You need some help.
- Who said I was stressed?
- Your wrist.
- Oh, fine.
Anything up in here--
- Uh-uh.
- Might help me be--
- This holistic shit
will not work for you.
Oh! I do have some cough syrup
from that old cold I had.
You got some ginger ale?
- Lib, I am siz-ipping
on some sizzurp.
- [scoffs]
I mean, of course not.
After work, duh!
- I don't have time
for this right now.
[mellow music]
♪ ♪
- Mm. Morning, sexy.
- Mm.
- Mm.
- Mm.
- Mm, is it morning?
- Mm, it's morning somewhere.
[both chuckle]
- Ooh.
- [giggles]
How's your cousin feeling?
- Oh, she's fine. She's Layne.
[both chuckle]
- Well, you should
go check on her.
[gasps]
We can bring her a casserole!
- Well, Layne is more
Salad Express
than casserole, but I'll ask.
- Yeah. Well, I just want
to properly meet her,
not just, like,
in a hospital parking lot.
- Nah.
I want you all to myself.
- Boo.
I want to get to know
all your friends.
You know all of mine.
- Only because I DJ
all your events.
- Well, that's true.
Please?
- I'll see what I can do.
- [giggles] Yay.
Mm.
- Mm.
Yeah, but for now,
I got to get ready
for this post-bris brunch.
Got to pick up some record
needles on the way, so...
- You know what? Just stay put.
My assistant will do it.
- Your assistant?
Okay, your assistant,
our assistant.
- So you can just relax.
Jeremy is at his dad's.
[gasps]
But he left his video games.
Ooh.
- Ooh.
[grunting playfully]
- That tickles.
- Mm-hmm.
- All right, sweet.
I'll see you when you get back.
Mm.
Mm, mm, mm.
[TV beeps]
- And this is up to code,
right?
- Yes, ma'am.
- Okay, better be.
As much as I'm spending,
I don't need
any code violations.
- Oh, I get it.
It's normal to want the best
for your first house.
So we're doing
three bedrooms located there.
- Exactly.
- The master bath is here.
So what style of his-and-her
sinks are you thinking?
- So it can't just be
hers and hers?
- Hey, it's 2020.
I'm not judging.
- No, I don't mean I--
There is no him, okay?
What, a woman can't just make
her own money,
buy her own home
and sleep in a different room
every week if she wants?
- Well, that's perfectly fine.
- Maybe I brush my teeth
in one sink and spit the
toothpaste out in another.
What's wrong with that?
- Absolutely nothing.
- There is no him.
It is just me! Okay?
It's just me.
- Okay.
- What do you keep writing?
- Your answers to these
standard questions
I ask every homeowner.
- Well, I'm not every
homeowner, okay?
See you next week.
[hip-hop music]
♪ ♪
[thermometer beeps]
- About time.
- Hi.
- Okay, we're all here.
It's under Tracey,
"Basketball Exes," Tracey.
I heard from the cast
that this brunch is crazy.
Be on y'all worst behavior.
- Hey, worst.
- Mm-hmm, especially us.
- I mean, I'm just here
for the eggs Benedict,
to be honest.
- Girl like my eggs Benedict.
♪ ♪
- Ain't we still in a pandemic?
- Not in Atlanta.
- Excuse me.
Okay,
watch the fireworks, okay?
I just bought this hair.
Burn it, I burn you.
- And they probably
charge for sitting.
- Okay, so who going to tell
these children it's 11:30 a.m.,
not p.m.
- Are they already drunk?
Was this us?
- You know it was!
We are dealing
with grown-folk problems.
Like, didn't we just have
to leave a hospital last night?
Come on,
we need to have some fun.
- Not this much fun.
Nigga can't even smell dark
liquor without catching earl?
What?
- We told you you can't use
the N-word until you stop
dating Barbecue Becky.
- Really? Deon?
- Ah, the tribe has spoken..
- Okay.
Can we just enjoy ourselves?
- Look, Tracey, you doing this
for work or for play?
'Cause you doing a whole lot
right now,
and there is not
even a camera on you.
- You know what? You right.
Ow!
My lovelies.
- Damn, really?
- What?
This place trending on IG.
Baby!
- That table over there has
a whole chicken and waffles.
Where is our food?
- Stop coveting other
people's food, Layne.
- This isn't working.
Can we please move?
- You know, I could be wrong,
but I'm pretty sure
she just farted.
- That's not the shrimp
and grits?
- See, better.
Kind of better.
- I just got a glimpse
of us at 80.
How much you want to bet we
going to be really into bingo?
- I love bingo.
- Of course.
- Yeah, of course.
- Yeah.
- I'm going to go
right on ahead,
scratch this place off the
list, 'cause at a certain age,
all you want is
to not be bothered, okay?
[chuckles]
Hey! Look, don't be sneaky.
Go ahead, take it.
- That's her!
- Bottles! Tag me!
Tracey, "Basketball Exes."
[giggles]
What?
♪ ♪
- Oh.
- Oh.
- Mm-mm.
- Hold up. Veronica?
Do I need to have them
take your temperature again?
- He's not my type.
- Yeah. That's my cousin.
- Whoa. No, no, no, no.
Don't drag me into this, girls.
I got a woman now, okay?
- Please stop having cougar sex
and bragging about it.
- Cougar?
- Mm-hmm.
- Whatever. She does Pilates.
Can any of you women
bend over backwards
and see the back of your heels?
I think not.
- Ew.
- She's really cool.
Y'all should get to know her.
She's been to more protests
than me.
She really wants
to get to know you guys.
She invited us to dinner.
- We're good.
- We've met her.
- No, thank you.
- Come on. She's paying.
- Hey, I'll third-wheel it
for the free food.
- Thank you. Thank you.
Come on, cuz. You need to have
a little bit of fun,
or else you going
to end up back in the hospital.
- I'm better. It was work.
- Work?
Yeah, I think we all know
it was more than work.
- Uh, yes, it was work.
- Hmm.
♪ ♪
- This Billie Eilish thing, the
general increase in demand--
- Well, whatever it was,
that panic attack was scary.
So what's your plan?
- Plan? What do you mean plan?
- Girl, you need
a plan and quick.
- I don't even know how
this plan would go.
- Well, you say a man
isn't the problem, so, okay,
you say men aren't the problem.
Let me tell you this much--
Celibacy is more than likely
adding to the stress.
- Everybody isn't ruled
by their libido like you.
- Well, yeah, you say that
because your libido
has been in hibernation.
- That's not true.
I have plenty of options.
It's just that at a certain
age, you know, it gets old
if it ain't with the right
person anyway, you know?
- Exactly.
- No. I don't.
[mumbles]
- Forget what she talking
about, Layne.
I'll do it with you.
- [gasps]
- I don't have time
for shenanigans anyway.
- Oh! A celibacy pact!
- Y'all keep hugging like that,
you about to break that pact.
- Okay, sir.
You good with this water?
- Yo, you need some money?
He needs some money.
- You need money?
- I'm fine. All right?
The job hunt
is going well, I think.
- Uh-huh.
- Can you Boomerang me?
- Oh, my God.
[sighs] That's a lot
of Boomerangs, girl.
- Hey, how is your mom
taking all of this?
I know she thought you were
going to end up running HLG.
- Yeah, no, she doesn't know.
Yeah, I think that she'll start
freaking out
thinking about all the bills
I won't be able to pay.
- Maybe you should tell her
so she'll
stop asking you to pay bills.
- I planned on telling her
once I land something.
- Excuse me. This is from
the guy over there.
- Ah.
Hey. No, thanks, Brian.
- You fool. He's super cute.
- Too on-the-nose cute,
you know, no nuance.
Boring.
- The Veronica I know would've
put it on his nose.
- Yes.
♪ ♪
[soft music]
♪ ♪
- Call Mom.
- Calling Mom.
[line trilling]
[line beeps]
- [chuckles] Hello?
- Who is this?
- Is this Deon?
Deon, hold on.
Let me get your mama.
Hey, it's Deon.
- Hey, baby. How you been?
- Ma, I been calling you
for an hour. Who's that man?
- I'm sorry, baby.
We outside grilling.
- We who?
- Look, I'm going to
call you later, okay?
Got to go. Meat is on.
- Meat's on what, Ma?
Ma?
Meat's on what?
- Okay, Renee.
What's this about?
Why are you running
your mouth on Twitter?
- Depends on what you call
running my mouth.
- "Old pathetic-ass Tracey
is only back on the show
because everyone realized
her cooking is trash"?
- I keeps it real, boo.
- Only thing real about you
is your level of petty.
Grow up, please.
I don't have the time.
- Ah, so who we dealing
with now, strong diva Tracey?
Queen Tracey who tweets
about how boss she is?
- Yes, I am all
of those things.
Thank you very much.
- Why don't you show people
the side that cried
to me every night
the first season of the show,
insecure that your sorry ass
on again, off again,
on again,
off again failed relationship
was the only thing
that made you famous?
Oh, we don't want anyone
to see that Tracey,
the Tracey that decorated
Aaron's whole house
thinking it was going
to be yours one day,
just to have another bitch
move in to enjoy it?
- Enjoy this, bitch!
- Cut!
- We will cut
after the drink toss.
- That was perfect, Tracey,
absolutely.
Can we get her cleaned up?
- Girl, you got me.
- No...
you got me.
I didn't know
we was going there.
- They didn't--
Them assholes.
- They told me to go there
and told me you knew.
- They said what?
Okay.
- Tracey, that was--
Tracey? Tracey?
- You are now
on a beach alone, relaxed.
You can feel your worries
melt away slowly,
like ice on a surprisingly
warm winter day.
You are free,
free of all harm,
free of all stress.
- My friends are right.
I have to find a way
to de-stress,
but that way has to be
on a budget.
- Your mind is empty,
filled with only
calming thoughts
of love, peace, and harmony.
Hear the waves of the ocean.
Your trial has ended.
Visit the App Store
to purchase Somber Premium.
[device beeps]
- [sighs]
[electronic music]
♪ ♪
[telephone ringing]
- Sleep well, boss lady.
- What I explicitly said
was that
I was okay with phony beefs,
even tossing drinks.
I was fully ready to be the
villain
that you needed me to be,
but now this
below-the-belt shit?
This taking people's
personal business
and then using it
against each other?
I'm not having that.
- Look, Tracey, I'm glad
you came to me.
Sometimes all we need
is a discussion
to make sure
we're on the same page.
- That's what I thought.
- I'll rein in the deeply
personal attacks.
I mean, I do want
to make it up to you,
so how can we make
the show work for you?
- Actually, I have an idea.
- Oh, and now apparently
some dude
is cooking my mom's meat.
- Wait, did you get to tell her
about not having a job?
- Nah, she got off the phone
too damn fast.
- Hmm. She probably had some
meat stuck between her teeth.
[chuckles]
- [chuckles mockingly]
That's not funny.
- What, you mad 'cause your
mom getting more ass than you?
- It's not a competition.
Plus, I'm not really talking
to nobody right now, so...
- Good point, actually.
You need to start
getting it in.
You ain't doing shit else,
and let Ms. Connie
get hers in, too.
All women
deserve happiness, bro.
- Yeah, you would say that
with this cougar cradle-robbing
your ass right now.
- Uh-uh-uh-uh.
You got to be under 30
to get your cradle robbed.
I'm getting my cradle rocked.
- Ugh.
- Hey, look, don't tell
the girls this,
but she won't let me
do a damn thing.
She been paying my rent
the past few months
and won't take no
for an answer.
- Nigga, what?
- Can I say it?
- Yes, come on.
- Nigga, yes!
She thinks I should use
my rent money to invest.
I love it.
Yo, Shosh is
so excited to meet you, man.
Thank you for doing this.
- First, "Shosh"?
Second, bro, I'm here
for the food and drinks.
- Well, you might get more
than that
if you play your cards right.
- What?
[hip-hop music]
[chuckles]
- Ooh-hoo-hoo.
- I know this ain't a double
date during a damn pandemic.
- Bro, you just said you
in dire straits,
and I just said, "You need
to start getting it in,"
so be open, nigga.
Hey.
- What's up, y'all?
- Hi, handsome.
- You looking good and shit.
Ooh, ooh,
my little emerald queen.
- You must be Deon.
- Oh, hey, hey.
- Hi, Deon. Nice to meet you.
Oh, Sylvia and I are
COVID-free.
We get tested constantly,
and Vince tells me
that you rarely leave the house
because you're unemployed,
so it should be good, right?
[laughter]
- [chuckles]
Well, okay, then.
♪ ♪
- We should probably get
inside. Let's go eat, y'all.
- Yeah.
- Mm, starving.
[computer chimes]
[sultry R&B music]
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
- No.
Mm, mm, mm, mm.
♪ ♪
- Ooh.
I--Mm.
Mm. Mm-mm.
[laughter]
- But you can't really--
can you really ball out
off of cryptocurrency, though?
- Oh, sure can.
We got to get you invested.
- Yes, we do. Invest me, baby.
- So what's your background?
- I'm in finance.
- No, I meant culturally.
- [chuckles] Do you want a copy
of my 23andMe?
- Do you have it with you?
- No.
- Oh.
- Anything you want.
- Anything?
- I love your nose.
- What do you do in finance?
- I'm an auditor.
- You're so athletic.
[chuckles] I know this is
weird, a blind double date.
- Open up big. Bigger. Bigger.
- Next time, we should go to
this great Mexican restaurant.
It's amazing.
It's called Carmela y Sal.
- Oh, I've never heard of it.
- It's in Mexico City.
I got us covered.
- That sounds awesome.
- Hey!
- Ooh.
- Let's get it. Here you go.
- [giggles]
- Here you go, boo.
- [gasps] Oh.
- Thank you.
- To health, wealth,
and happiness.
- Mm-hmm.
both: Yes.
- Amen.
- Oh.
- Oh. Hey.
- Uh-huh. Oh, yeah. Do it.
Oh, yeah.
- Ooh!
And sex.
- Ha ha ha ha!
- Hoo hoo hoo hoo!
L'chaim.
- I can't do dessert.
You know, I'm not really
doing sugar.
Oh, I have an interview
in the morning, so I--
like I was saying, I can't
really stay out too late.
Yeah.
- I'm sure I could convince you
to skip a few hours of sleep.
- Oh, what the fuck?
All right.
Uh, yeah.
Hey.
- Ow! What?
- Interview. I have
an interview in the morning.
- What? I ain't got to get up
till noon, but good luck.
We going to be up all night.
- Oh, and more.
- Right.
Okay, so like I was saying,
it was, you know--
it was nice meeting you.
Bye.
- Where you going?
Try some of this dessert?
- I'm sorry, babe.
- You think he's free
on Tuesday?
- He's free every day.
- And he said okay to all this?
- Yes, girl!
So they just not going to do
anything to me this time.
In fact, I'm telling them
what to do.
No more ambushes,
no more surprises.
- Mm-mm.
- Not this time.
Not Tracey Davis.
[chuckles derisively]
No playing that shit with me.
[laughs]
[hip-hop music]
[laughs]
The baddest bitch always wins.
- Whatever, ho.
- Don't me mad because I'm all
three of the Bs.
- A bitchy bitch-ass bitch?
- A beautiful
badass boss bitch.
- And a bitch who can't count,
bitch. That was four Bs.
- Well, when you see my new
line
of Lit and Light frozen meals
for busy divas like me,
you'll see how boss I am.
- Cut! Great, ladies.
- What's not great
is that I ate before I came.
Girl, I'm nauseous.
What I didn't know was that we
would be doing all this today.
- Let's get down from here
and have a damn drink.
- We ready to come down.
- All right. Here we go.
- And action.
- I'm going to be in the tub
taking a bath
by the time you hit the floor.
Watch those paws.
- Aaron?
- It's really good to see you.
- What are you doing here?
- What, no love for Daddy?
- Cut!
[somber music]
♪ ♪
[cell phone ringing]
[phone beeps]
- Hey, Tracey.
- Aaron!
Fucking rock climbing!
- Trace, hold on.
- Puke in my damn eyelashes!
- Okay, Tracey, just breathe.
- I need to hit
that trash-ass producer.
- Sorry, Trace, I got
to call you back. Okay, bye.
♪ ♪
[breathes deeply]
♪ ♪
[knock at door]
[knock at door]
- [sighs]
- Hi!
- Hey, hey.
- Hey.
Oh, wow,
it is so clean in here!
So I just want to talk.
- Talk?
Okay, cool.
- Post panic attack,
I realized that you're actually
a really big stressor
in my life.
- I'm stressing you out?
Look, I don't even know
what's up between us.
You got to tell me.
- Okay, great.
Let's just air it all out now.
- Okay.
Do you want to sit down?
- Actually, I'm going to stand,
but let's talk.
- Okay. You been acting weird
as hell lately,
but I hope that you're serious
about hashing things out
because I just--
- Great. You feel better?
Because I feel better.
- What the fuck?
[door opens, closes]
Layne!
[cell phone ringing]
- Bitch, I thought you were
calling me back.
Where'd you go?
- Nowhere.
- Wait, you okay?
Layne?
Layne? Layne?
- One second.
[breathes raggedly]
♪ ♪
[breathing heavily]
Oh, my God.
Ooh.
♪ ♪
[line trilling]
- I'm sure she'll pick up soon.
If she knew you were coming,
she'd be here for sure.
Layne is really excited to be
working with Billie Eilish.
- This is shit.
- [huffs]
You're killing me, boss lady.
[heartbeat pounding]
- Layne, I'm not playing
with you!
[heartbeat slows]
- Ooh.
Ooh. Yeah.
Mm-hmm.
Mm.
Baby?
[sultry R&B music]
♪ ♪
Oh, baby.
Oh, baby.
- [moaning] Yes.
- Yeah, that's it.
That's it. Mm.
- Shut up. Shut up.
Shut up.
[moans]
- There, a girl, and I hope
she don't grow up
to be a hateful bitch.
Was that a special effect?
Where you get that watch?
- Can't I just use my own
talent and tenacity
to create
my own wealth legally?
- Hi!
- Hey, Shoshanna!
- Oh, you know Ken, right?
- I'd be with you all day
every day if I could.
- Three interviews
in one week.
- Yeah, man, something around
the corner. I'm sure of that.
- I make one wrong move,
and you lose it.
- You cut my heart.
- We still talking
about cards here?
- Seriously, Layne, you got to
take better care of yourself.
- Really, I am fine.
- You okay?
[hip-hop music]
♪ ♪
[door opens, bells jingle]
- Is the green top there?
- It is, yeah.
- Boss lady!
- Oh, that won't work.
Billie wants '70s, but fresh.
- Fresh from 40 years ago?
Cool. Cool.
- [chuckles]
- Have you seen our jewelry?
We got these little
diamond-y kind of things.
- Yes.
- Lib, that's '80s.
- [sighs]
- '60s. My mom owned a pair.
- Billie won't know
the difference.
She's, like, 5.
Ugh.
- Here you go.
- Thank you.
Sometimes when you want
something done right,
you got to do it yourself.
I will be back in one second.
Thank you so much
for your patience.
Lib!
- [sighs]
- Okay, we really need
to be able to multitask here.
- We really need an expert
on these old-ass clothes.
I'm a '90s baby.
Any time before that was
just a bad time to be alive.
- Okay, well, that's the cost
of a growing business, Lib.
You know, more inventory means
more customers
and less money for staff.
Oh, my God, here! It's perfect!
- Sorry, that's mine.
Boss lady!
- Any day now!
- Coming!
- Oh, my--
Oh, you got a cough?
- No.
It is just that this could be
huge for the shop,
and I've always wanted
the right stylist to find us,
and now the stylist of all time
has found us,
and we are not ready.
I could just die.
- We'll find it, boss lady.
We'll find it. We'll find it!
We'll--relax.
Your stress has me stressed,
okay?
You need some help.
- Who said I was stressed?
- Your wrist.
- Oh, fine.
Anything up in here--
- Uh-uh.
- Might help me be--
- This holistic shit
will not work for you.
Oh! I do have some cough syrup
from that old cold I had.
You got some ginger ale?
- Lib, I am siz-ipping
on some sizzurp.
- [scoffs]
I mean, of course not.
After work, duh!
- I don't have time
for this right now.
[mellow music]
♪ ♪
- Mm. Morning, sexy.
- Mm.
- Mm.
- Mm.
- Mm, is it morning?
- Mm, it's morning somewhere.
[both chuckle]
- Ooh.
- [giggles]
How's your cousin feeling?
- Oh, she's fine. She's Layne.
[both chuckle]
- Well, you should
go check on her.
[gasps]
We can bring her a casserole!
- Well, Layne is more
Salad Express
than casserole, but I'll ask.
- Yeah. Well, I just want
to properly meet her,
not just, like,
in a hospital parking lot.
- Nah.
I want you all to myself.
- Boo.
I want to get to know
all your friends.
You know all of mine.
- Only because I DJ
all your events.
- Well, that's true.
Please?
- I'll see what I can do.
- [giggles] Yay.
Mm.
- Mm.
Yeah, but for now,
I got to get ready
for this post-bris brunch.
Got to pick up some record
needles on the way, so...
- You know what? Just stay put.
My assistant will do it.
- Your assistant?
Okay, your assistant,
our assistant.
- So you can just relax.
Jeremy is at his dad's.
[gasps]
But he left his video games.
Ooh.
- Ooh.
[grunting playfully]
- That tickles.
- Mm-hmm.
- All right, sweet.
I'll see you when you get back.
Mm.
Mm, mm, mm.
[TV beeps]
- And this is up to code,
right?
- Yes, ma'am.
- Okay, better be.
As much as I'm spending,
I don't need
any code violations.
- Oh, I get it.
It's normal to want the best
for your first house.
So we're doing
three bedrooms located there.
- Exactly.
- The master bath is here.
So what style of his-and-her
sinks are you thinking?
- So it can't just be
hers and hers?
- Hey, it's 2020.
I'm not judging.
- No, I don't mean I--
There is no him, okay?
What, a woman can't just make
her own money,
buy her own home
and sleep in a different room
every week if she wants?
- Well, that's perfectly fine.
- Maybe I brush my teeth
in one sink and spit the
toothpaste out in another.
What's wrong with that?
- Absolutely nothing.
- There is no him.
It is just me! Okay?
It's just me.
- Okay.
- What do you keep writing?
- Your answers to these
standard questions
I ask every homeowner.
- Well, I'm not every
homeowner, okay?
See you next week.
[hip-hop music]
♪ ♪
[thermometer beeps]
- About time.
- Hi.
- Okay, we're all here.
It's under Tracey,
"Basketball Exes," Tracey.
I heard from the cast
that this brunch is crazy.
Be on y'all worst behavior.
- Hey, worst.
- Mm-hmm, especially us.
- I mean, I'm just here
for the eggs Benedict,
to be honest.
- Girl like my eggs Benedict.
♪ ♪
- Ain't we still in a pandemic?
- Not in Atlanta.
- Excuse me.
Okay,
watch the fireworks, okay?
I just bought this hair.
Burn it, I burn you.
- And they probably
charge for sitting.
- Okay, so who going to tell
these children it's 11:30 a.m.,
not p.m.
- Are they already drunk?
Was this us?
- You know it was!
We are dealing
with grown-folk problems.
Like, didn't we just have
to leave a hospital last night?
Come on,
we need to have some fun.
- Not this much fun.
Nigga can't even smell dark
liquor without catching earl?
What?
- We told you you can't use
the N-word until you stop
dating Barbecue Becky.
- Really? Deon?
- Ah, the tribe has spoken..
- Okay.
Can we just enjoy ourselves?
- Look, Tracey, you doing this
for work or for play?
'Cause you doing a whole lot
right now,
and there is not
even a camera on you.
- You know what? You right.
Ow!
My lovelies.
- Damn, really?
- What?
This place trending on IG.
Baby!
- That table over there has
a whole chicken and waffles.
Where is our food?
- Stop coveting other
people's food, Layne.
- This isn't working.
Can we please move?
- You know, I could be wrong,
but I'm pretty sure
she just farted.
- That's not the shrimp
and grits?
- See, better.
Kind of better.
- I just got a glimpse
of us at 80.
How much you want to bet we
going to be really into bingo?
- I love bingo.
- Of course.
- Yeah, of course.
- Yeah.
- I'm going to go
right on ahead,
scratch this place off the
list, 'cause at a certain age,
all you want is
to not be bothered, okay?
[chuckles]
Hey! Look, don't be sneaky.
Go ahead, take it.
- That's her!
- Bottles! Tag me!
Tracey, "Basketball Exes."
[giggles]
What?
♪ ♪
- Oh.
- Oh.
- Mm-mm.
- Hold up. Veronica?
Do I need to have them
take your temperature again?
- He's not my type.
- Yeah. That's my cousin.
- Whoa. No, no, no, no.
Don't drag me into this, girls.
I got a woman now, okay?
- Please stop having cougar sex
and bragging about it.
- Cougar?
- Mm-hmm.
- Whatever. She does Pilates.
Can any of you women
bend over backwards
and see the back of your heels?
I think not.
- Ew.
- She's really cool.
Y'all should get to know her.
She's been to more protests
than me.
She really wants
to get to know you guys.
She invited us to dinner.
- We're good.
- We've met her.
- No, thank you.
- Come on. She's paying.
- Hey, I'll third-wheel it
for the free food.
- Thank you. Thank you.
Come on, cuz. You need to have
a little bit of fun,
or else you going
to end up back in the hospital.
- I'm better. It was work.
- Work?
Yeah, I think we all know
it was more than work.
- Uh, yes, it was work.
- Hmm.
♪ ♪
- This Billie Eilish thing, the
general increase in demand--
- Well, whatever it was,
that panic attack was scary.
So what's your plan?
- Plan? What do you mean plan?
- Girl, you need
a plan and quick.
- I don't even know how
this plan would go.
- Well, you say a man
isn't the problem, so, okay,
you say men aren't the problem.
Let me tell you this much--
Celibacy is more than likely
adding to the stress.
- Everybody isn't ruled
by their libido like you.
- Well, yeah, you say that
because your libido
has been in hibernation.
- That's not true.
I have plenty of options.
It's just that at a certain
age, you know, it gets old
if it ain't with the right
person anyway, you know?
- Exactly.
- No. I don't.
[mumbles]
- Forget what she talking
about, Layne.
I'll do it with you.
- [gasps]
- I don't have time
for shenanigans anyway.
- Oh! A celibacy pact!
- Y'all keep hugging like that,
you about to break that pact.
- Okay, sir.
You good with this water?
- Yo, you need some money?
He needs some money.
- You need money?
- I'm fine. All right?
The job hunt
is going well, I think.
- Uh-huh.
- Can you Boomerang me?
- Oh, my God.
[sighs] That's a lot
of Boomerangs, girl.
- Hey, how is your mom
taking all of this?
I know she thought you were
going to end up running HLG.
- Yeah, no, she doesn't know.
Yeah, I think that she'll start
freaking out
thinking about all the bills
I won't be able to pay.
- Maybe you should tell her
so she'll
stop asking you to pay bills.
- I planned on telling her
once I land something.
- Excuse me. This is from
the guy over there.
- Ah.
Hey. No, thanks, Brian.
- You fool. He's super cute.
- Too on-the-nose cute,
you know, no nuance.
Boring.
- The Veronica I know would've
put it on his nose.
- Yes.
♪ ♪
[soft music]
♪ ♪
- Call Mom.
- Calling Mom.
[line trilling]
[line beeps]
- [chuckles] Hello?
- Who is this?
- Is this Deon?
Deon, hold on.
Let me get your mama.
Hey, it's Deon.
- Hey, baby. How you been?
- Ma, I been calling you
for an hour. Who's that man?
- I'm sorry, baby.
We outside grilling.
- We who?
- Look, I'm going to
call you later, okay?
Got to go. Meat is on.
- Meat's on what, Ma?
Ma?
Meat's on what?
- Okay, Renee.
What's this about?
Why are you running
your mouth on Twitter?
- Depends on what you call
running my mouth.
- "Old pathetic-ass Tracey
is only back on the show
because everyone realized
her cooking is trash"?
- I keeps it real, boo.
- Only thing real about you
is your level of petty.
Grow up, please.
I don't have the time.
- Ah, so who we dealing
with now, strong diva Tracey?
Queen Tracey who tweets
about how boss she is?
- Yes, I am all
of those things.
Thank you very much.
- Why don't you show people
the side that cried
to me every night
the first season of the show,
insecure that your sorry ass
on again, off again,
on again,
off again failed relationship
was the only thing
that made you famous?
Oh, we don't want anyone
to see that Tracey,
the Tracey that decorated
Aaron's whole house
thinking it was going
to be yours one day,
just to have another bitch
move in to enjoy it?
- Enjoy this, bitch!
- Cut!
- We will cut
after the drink toss.
- That was perfect, Tracey,
absolutely.
Can we get her cleaned up?
- Girl, you got me.
- No...
you got me.
I didn't know
we was going there.
- They didn't--
Them assholes.
- They told me to go there
and told me you knew.
- They said what?
Okay.
- Tracey, that was--
Tracey? Tracey?
- You are now
on a beach alone, relaxed.
You can feel your worries
melt away slowly,
like ice on a surprisingly
warm winter day.
You are free,
free of all harm,
free of all stress.
- My friends are right.
I have to find a way
to de-stress,
but that way has to be
on a budget.
- Your mind is empty,
filled with only
calming thoughts
of love, peace, and harmony.
Hear the waves of the ocean.
Your trial has ended.
Visit the App Store
to purchase Somber Premium.
[device beeps]
- [sighs]
[electronic music]
♪ ♪
[telephone ringing]
- Sleep well, boss lady.
- What I explicitly said
was that
I was okay with phony beefs,
even tossing drinks.
I was fully ready to be the
villain
that you needed me to be,
but now this
below-the-belt shit?
This taking people's
personal business
and then using it
against each other?
I'm not having that.
- Look, Tracey, I'm glad
you came to me.
Sometimes all we need
is a discussion
to make sure
we're on the same page.
- That's what I thought.
- I'll rein in the deeply
personal attacks.
I mean, I do want
to make it up to you,
so how can we make
the show work for you?
- Actually, I have an idea.
- Oh, and now apparently
some dude
is cooking my mom's meat.
- Wait, did you get to tell her
about not having a job?
- Nah, she got off the phone
too damn fast.
- Hmm. She probably had some
meat stuck between her teeth.
[chuckles]
- [chuckles mockingly]
That's not funny.
- What, you mad 'cause your
mom getting more ass than you?
- It's not a competition.
Plus, I'm not really talking
to nobody right now, so...
- Good point, actually.
You need to start
getting it in.
You ain't doing shit else,
and let Ms. Connie
get hers in, too.
All women
deserve happiness, bro.
- Yeah, you would say that
with this cougar cradle-robbing
your ass right now.
- Uh-uh-uh-uh.
You got to be under 30
to get your cradle robbed.
I'm getting my cradle rocked.
- Ugh.
- Hey, look, don't tell
the girls this,
but she won't let me
do a damn thing.
She been paying my rent
the past few months
and won't take no
for an answer.
- Nigga, what?
- Can I say it?
- Yes, come on.
- Nigga, yes!
She thinks I should use
my rent money to invest.
I love it.
Yo, Shosh is
so excited to meet you, man.
Thank you for doing this.
- First, "Shosh"?
Second, bro, I'm here
for the food and drinks.
- Well, you might get more
than that
if you play your cards right.
- What?
[hip-hop music]
[chuckles]
- Ooh-hoo-hoo.
- I know this ain't a double
date during a damn pandemic.
- Bro, you just said you
in dire straits,
and I just said, "You need
to start getting it in,"
so be open, nigga.
Hey.
- What's up, y'all?
- Hi, handsome.
- You looking good and shit.
Ooh, ooh,
my little emerald queen.
- You must be Deon.
- Oh, hey, hey.
- Hi, Deon. Nice to meet you.
Oh, Sylvia and I are
COVID-free.
We get tested constantly,
and Vince tells me
that you rarely leave the house
because you're unemployed,
so it should be good, right?
[laughter]
- [chuckles]
Well, okay, then.
♪ ♪
- We should probably get
inside. Let's go eat, y'all.
- Yeah.
- Mm, starving.
[computer chimes]
[sultry R&B music]
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
- No.
Mm, mm, mm, mm.
♪ ♪
- Ooh.
I--Mm.
Mm. Mm-mm.
[laughter]
- But you can't really--
can you really ball out
off of cryptocurrency, though?
- Oh, sure can.
We got to get you invested.
- Yes, we do. Invest me, baby.
- So what's your background?
- I'm in finance.
- No, I meant culturally.
- [chuckles] Do you want a copy
of my 23andMe?
- Do you have it with you?
- No.
- Oh.
- Anything you want.
- Anything?
- I love your nose.
- What do you do in finance?
- I'm an auditor.
- You're so athletic.
[chuckles] I know this is
weird, a blind double date.
- Open up big. Bigger. Bigger.
- Next time, we should go to
this great Mexican restaurant.
It's amazing.
It's called Carmela y Sal.
- Oh, I've never heard of it.
- It's in Mexico City.
I got us covered.
- That sounds awesome.
- Hey!
- Ooh.
- Let's get it. Here you go.
- [giggles]
- Here you go, boo.
- [gasps] Oh.
- Thank you.
- To health, wealth,
and happiness.
- Mm-hmm.
both: Yes.
- Amen.
- Oh.
- Oh. Hey.
- Uh-huh. Oh, yeah. Do it.
Oh, yeah.
- Ooh!
And sex.
- Ha ha ha ha!
- Hoo hoo hoo hoo!
L'chaim.
- I can't do dessert.
You know, I'm not really
doing sugar.
Oh, I have an interview
in the morning, so I--
like I was saying, I can't
really stay out too late.
Yeah.
- I'm sure I could convince you
to skip a few hours of sleep.
- Oh, what the fuck?
All right.
Uh, yeah.
Hey.
- Ow! What?
- Interview. I have
an interview in the morning.
- What? I ain't got to get up
till noon, but good luck.
We going to be up all night.
- Oh, and more.
- Right.
Okay, so like I was saying,
it was, you know--
it was nice meeting you.
Bye.
- Where you going?
Try some of this dessert?
- I'm sorry, babe.
- You think he's free
on Tuesday?
- He's free every day.
- And he said okay to all this?
- Yes, girl!
So they just not going to do
anything to me this time.
In fact, I'm telling them
what to do.
No more ambushes,
no more surprises.
- Mm-mm.
- Not this time.
Not Tracey Davis.
[chuckles derisively]
No playing that shit with me.
[laughs]
[hip-hop music]
[laughs]
The baddest bitch always wins.
- Whatever, ho.
- Don't me mad because I'm all
three of the Bs.
- A bitchy bitch-ass bitch?
- A beautiful
badass boss bitch.
- And a bitch who can't count,
bitch. That was four Bs.
- Well, when you see my new
line
of Lit and Light frozen meals
for busy divas like me,
you'll see how boss I am.
- Cut! Great, ladies.
- What's not great
is that I ate before I came.
Girl, I'm nauseous.
What I didn't know was that we
would be doing all this today.
- Let's get down from here
and have a damn drink.
- We ready to come down.
- All right. Here we go.
- And action.
- I'm going to be in the tub
taking a bath
by the time you hit the floor.
Watch those paws.
- Aaron?
- It's really good to see you.
- What are you doing here?
- What, no love for Daddy?
- Cut!
[somber music]
♪ ♪
[cell phone ringing]
[phone beeps]
- Hey, Tracey.
- Aaron!
Fucking rock climbing!
- Trace, hold on.
- Puke in my damn eyelashes!
- Okay, Tracey, just breathe.
- I need to hit
that trash-ass producer.
- Sorry, Trace, I got
to call you back. Okay, bye.
♪ ♪
[breathes deeply]
♪ ♪
[knock at door]
[knock at door]
- [sighs]
- Hi!
- Hey, hey.
- Hey.
Oh, wow,
it is so clean in here!
So I just want to talk.
- Talk?
Okay, cool.
- Post panic attack,
I realized that you're actually
a really big stressor
in my life.
- I'm stressing you out?
Look, I don't even know
what's up between us.
You got to tell me.
- Okay, great.
Let's just air it all out now.
- Okay.
Do you want to sit down?
- Actually, I'm going to stand,
but let's talk.
- Okay. You been acting weird
as hell lately,
but I hope that you're serious
about hashing things out
because I just--
- Great. You feel better?
Because I feel better.
- What the fuck?
[door opens, closes]
Layne!
[cell phone ringing]
- Bitch, I thought you were
calling me back.
Where'd you go?
- Nowhere.
- Wait, you okay?
Layne?
Layne? Layne?
- One second.
[breathes raggedly]
♪ ♪
[breathing heavily]
Oh, my God.
Ooh.
♪ ♪
[line trilling]
- I'm sure she'll pick up soon.
If she knew you were coming,
she'd be here for sure.
Layne is really excited to be
working with Billie Eilish.
- This is shit.
- [huffs]
You're killing me, boss lady.
[heartbeat pounding]
- Layne, I'm not playing
with you!
[heartbeat slows]
- Ooh.
Ooh. Yeah.
Mm-hmm.
Mm.
Baby?
[sultry R&B music]
♪ ♪
Oh, baby.
Oh, baby.
- [moaning] Yes.
- Yeah, that's it.
That's it. Mm.
- Shut up. Shut up.
Shut up.
[moans]