Bigger (2019–2021): Season 2, Episode 3 - Niggas in Retrograde - full transcript
- The stylist of all time has
found us, and we are not ready.
- I realize that
you're actually
a really big stressor
in my life.
- So what style of his
and hers sinks are ya thinkin'?
- There is no him.
It is just me, okay?
- Ma, I've been callin' you
for an hour.
And who's that man?
- At a certain age, you know,
it gets old if it ain't
with the right person anyway.
- What are you doin' here?
- It's really good to see you.
- I got a woman
at home, okay?
- She invited us to dinner.
- To health, wealth,
and happiness.
- And sex.
- [forced laughter]
- Damn, for real?
What she say?
- Bro,
if I could speak Latin,
I would tell you.
Then the bitch
started levitatin'.
[knock on door]
I said shi-it.
- Hey, baby.
Thought we'd surprise you.
- Ma?
What? We?
- Son, Julius.
Bring it in.
- Dude!
Ma, what?
- Oh, no, don't worry, baby.
Julius and I
done had the Covid.
- What? You didn't tell me
that you had the Covid.
- Well, that's 'cause I didn't
have any symptoms.
So there was nothin' to tell,
but now we thought
I might've had it
when Julius got sick, though.
- As hell.
- Ooh.
- But then I didn't bring none
of this up,
since you didn't know
Julius yet.
And then you guys met
on the phone,
and I thought, well, why not
take a road trip to Atlanta
so y'all could meet
face-to-face?
- [chuckles]
Yeah, I didn't know
you had a...
a boyfriend, Momma.
- Yeah, I don't.
I have a...fiancé.
[smooth hip-hop music]
♪ ♪
- Son, you ain't got no rice?
Okay, I see the pan.
- Literally, who is that man?
- Boy, stop trippin'.
I have known Julius for years.
- Why is this the first I've
heard of the Jolly Black Giant?
- Because we lost touch
for a while.
Then a few months ago,
we reconnected
on "My Age Meets."
- A dating app?
- Mm-hmm.
- Momma, please tell me
that you're not thottin'
on the internet.
- Oh, please,
my thottin' days ended
when your daddy put you
in my belly
before we got married.
You have the Isley Brothers
to thank for that.
- Not this conception
story again.
- What?
[laughs]
- You don't have any cutlery?
Every man needs proper cutlery.
- Okay.
So how you doin', baby?
How's work, hmm?
- Uh, fine, fine.
But, Ma, don't switch
the subject.
Why the shotgun wedding?
- I am in my 50s, okay?
And a few months
equals a few years in dating.
Plus, with all this craziness
going on, we just realized
that life is short,
and you only get one.
Which is why I wanna ask you
for somethin'.
- It's kinda short notice.
I mean, I might be able
to move some money around,
I might be able to shift--
- Oh, no, no, no.
The wedding is covered.
Between Julius and
the deacon at my church
who owes me the favor
for that time
I bailed him out,
we're covered.
- Oh, word?
- Yeah.
- What does Julius do?
- [laughs]
He owns his own landscaping
business in High Point.
And he does well for himself.
What I wanna ask is will you
throw Julius a bachelor party?
Babe, it'll be a good way
for y'all to bond.
- That old nigga
ain't got no friends?
- Of course, he does.
But I volunteered you.
- Ma, I got a lot
goin' on at work.
- Well, I was gonna stir up
some dinner,
but those shelves are lookin'
a little bare, son.
- Yeah, I've been busy, man.
I ain't got no time to shop.
- Well, how 'bout we go out and
go get some things for Deon,
since he's so graciously
letting us stay here, huh?
- Okay.
Ah.
So that's a yes to the party?
- Yes, ma'am.
- Thank you, baby.
Julius is gonna be so excited.
- Yay.
- You ready, baby?
[door opens]
- Fuck.
- Look, I can't stay on long.
Billie's stylist, Virgil,
is going to be here
soon to see my new selections.
And he may be crazy,
but I need him to love these.
- Okay, then just listen.
So Ken moved back to Atlanta
and wants to "talk."
- After he played you
in college,
he wanna to slide back
in 15 years later and talk?
He should talk
to your middle finger.
- And I vote that you should
just ignore him.
- I left his ass on read.
- Our exes are out here
resurrecting like Jesus.
Like them producers trying
to bring Aaron on the show
to sell a rekindled romance.
- Oh, not good for your
real life,
but great
for a juicy new season.
- I mean, we out here
tryna move forward,
and these niggas
are in retrograde.
Our exes are our exes
for a reason,
and we should
keep them that way.
- We all could just
be celibate together.
- Team no sex is poppin'.
Join us.
- Girl, bye, no.
- [yawns] Oh, oh my goodness.
Does it seem like time
goes faster in the morning?
- Which brings me to how's
the de-stressing
working out, Layne?
- It's not. She gave me
a big ol' scare yesterday.
Boo, you gotta get it
under control.
- Okay.
I made a de-stressing list,
and it actually made me
more stressed out,
so much to the point where
I am not sleeping regularly.
- Bitch, you need real therapy.
- That costs real money.
And I am an owner
of a growing small business.
So there is no such thing
as a good benefits package.
- Boss lady!
- Oh, my God.
Virgil's here.
I gotta go. Bye.
- I thought you all were
gettin' stuff for dinner,
not feeding an army.
- Well, uh, Julius had
a wonderful idea for us
to have a special
family dinner tomorrow.
- I'm makin' my famous brisket.
You wanna be my sous chef?
- Oh, I would but, like, I got
dinner plans with my friends.
They took forever to set.
Busy schedules
and all, it's just--
- Invite 'em.
I'd love to meet
my future friends-in-law.
- Ha, ha.
- So what you think
about this?
- Hmm, no.
I'm looking for something cool
without trying too hard.
Uh, like this.
Original but universal,
also relatable and comfortable.
- Also, not '70s,
like you originally asked for.
- Yes, well,
plans change, often.
I want that type of look.
- Semi-homeless?
Noted.
In fact, I have a huge order
coming in this weekend
with pieces
that fit aesthetic.
- Weekend?
The event's in 48 hours.
Let me know now
if you can't come through.
- N-no!
I can.
I mean, I'm gonna do it.
I got you. We got you.
- Great!
- Bye, Virgil!
- Ta!
- Boss lady.
- Mm?
- Why'd you lie to him?
You know ain't shit coming in.
- Okay.
He doesn't have to know that.
Hand me my bag, please?
C'mon. Give me the bag.
- There you go.
- Okay. Bye, Liberty.
[smooth music]
- Where'd you learn that?
[chuckles]
[indistinct talking]
- I like that.
- If you like it,
I can do that all night.
[moaning]
♪ ♪
- Oh, hell, no.
Hell, no.
Come on.
- Ooh, yeah, yeah.
You know you like this.
[bed squeaking]
Uh-huh.
[indistinct talking]
- [sniffs]
Ma, you didn't have to,
but I ain't gonna say no to...
sausage?
- Ain't no problem at all.
Your mom loves sausage
in the morning.
- Yo.
- Man, she been callin'
both of us "baby."
Now that word
just feels tarnished.
- Besides the fact that dude's
fuckin' your moms,
why don't you like him?
- 'Cause he's fuckin' my mom.
- Oh. Fair.
How long you gonna lie to her
about havin' a job?
Actin' like you've got video
meetings every other hour?
- Man, I just can't
bring her down.
She's been runnin' around,
flutterin' and flapping,
all happy
about getting married.
- You need to man up
and tell her.
- You ain't perfect either.
Letting Shosh turn you
into her little slave buck.
- Uh, uh, uh.
I ain't nobody's buck, chuck.
A'ight?
- Well, her friend
is problematic as fuck.
If we were back
on a plantation,
she'd be sneakin' in
and out of our quarters.
- That may be Sylvia's MO,
but Shoshana's not like that.
I'm the only one runnin' up
in her house and her.
- As far as you know.
- Do I need to remind you
that I'm doing you a favor
by lettin' you hide here
from your momma?
- I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Look, I'm just lookin'
out for you.
And if I can be real,
I'm mad as hell I'm bein'
forced to plan a bachelor party
for that whack dude, Julius.
- You mean your "Pa?"
[laughs]
Mm.
All right.
All right, I got you.
I'll DJ your party.
- Great. Great.
Now I've just got to find
a cheap place for you to DJ.
- Oh, easy.
I'll just talk to Terry
about lettin' us use V Live.
Oop.
[hip-hop music playing]
[chuckles]
- Bro, come on!
- Relax.
It's not even mine.
Shoshona asks for 'em
all the time.
So it's just easier
to get them online.
- But what you're saying is
that one of those
is actually yours.
That's a lot of dicks.
- So if you're interested,
make an offer soon.
A competitive one.
[laughs]
- Okay.
- Thank you.
- Thank you very much.
- Excuse me, Ms. Yates?
Hi, I just moved here and I'm
in the market for a new spot.
Do you think
you could give me the tour?
- Ken?
Is this why you messaged me
the other day?
- Well, if you'd answered,
you'd know.
You haven't changed.
- [sighs]
- You know, I'm not--
I'm not taking any new clients.
Just grab a warm cookie
on your way out.
That'll be the only cookie
you get from me.
Hi, I'm so glad
you could make it.
- Hi.
- You know what?
I'm going to start
with the master bedroom.
So we're gonna go.
- Okay, great.
- ♪ Hold up, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa ♪
♪ Get out the way,
get out the way ♪
- I told Virgil
I'd have pieces,
so now my as is running around
looking for those pieces.
I mean, I just don't want him
to think I'm a liar.
And just because I am,
doesn't mean he needs to know.
♪ You either with me or wait ♪
♪ Win, win-win-win-win ♪
♪ Fuck everything else,
win-win-win-win ♪
♪ These niggas ain't shit ♪
- [screams]
- ♪ Win-win-win-win ♪
- Yeah, that doesn't work.
All right.
- That's what your ass
get for lyin'.
- Who said that?
Liberty, that is not funny.
- Me, bitch!
- Man, I must be tired.
- Girl, your existence
is tired.
- I know you're not talkin'
to me like that. I own you.
- [laughs]
Well, what you gonna do?
Not dress me?
You already succeeded
in that today.
- Keep talkin', bitch.
At least I've got
a full range of body motion.
- Always actin'
like you better than somebody.
That's why nobody
wants your ass.
Celibate by choice, please.
- Oh, my God.
No, I'm not doing this.
I'm not fighting it.
- The reason you in this mess
is 'cause yo ass
can't commit to shit.
Bitch.
[hip-hop music playing]
- [grunting]
What's up now?
What's up now?
[grunting]
[shouting indistinctly]
That's for you.
Huh? What's up now?
[shouting indistinctly]
- [clears throat]
- Dear boss lady,
your recent behavior
has been "disconcerning."
We love you, but your actions
have affected us
in the following ways.
- Uh, Liberty,
we don't have to do that.
This is a light intervention.
- An intervention?
I am fine.
- I was surprised to learn you
could throw hands.
But that ain't you, boss lady.
That's what I do.
- She's right.
That is what she does.
- You guys don't understand.
That mannequin was taunting me.
It wouldn't wear
the clothes right.
- I get what's you're goin'
through, Layne.
I used to hear voices, too.
- Okay, this is different,
Willy.
- That's what everybody say,
but once I got hired
at Wilona's
and got the help I needed,
now I only hear
voices sometimes.
- I don't have time
for this, you guys.
Okay, I've been juggling a lot.
It's just stress.
I've tried everything I can
financially muster to fix it.
And nothing is working.
- I have an idea.
Inhale for four.
Hold for seven.
Exhale for eight.
And again, inhale.
Hold.
Good, and we'll repeat
four more times.
Breathe in.
Hold.
- Oh, oh, wait, um--
- What's wrong?
- I am just really bad
at, um, centering,
and not thinking, or whatever.
Just as soon as I try not
to think about something,
that's all I can think of.
- You're doing great.
May I?
- Yeah.
- Breathe into my hands.
And exhale.
Breathe in.
Exhale.
- [snores]
- Huh?
- [snoring]
[phone buzzes]
- Okay.
[sighs]
Focus, Layne.
Oh, wait.
Okay a dress.
Oh, damn, I'm hungry.
A shake.
Fries.
A puppy!
Oh, puppies.
No.
Oh.
Oh, wait.
Oh.
Ah, I got it.
[sighs]
Virgil problem.
I got it.
You were right.
Thank you, Kristi!
I've gotta go.
- Okay.
Um, I didn't do anything.
Willy, you good?
- Look.
I know you've been skeptical.
But I want you to know,
I'm being real
when I say
I still care about you.
What we had, I want that back.
I wanna be with you.
- How can you say you still
care about me
after you cheated on
and left me for Keisha?
Explain that.
- I know I hurt you, I know,
but Keisha was nothing
more than sex.
- I know Keisha wasn't
the only one, nigga.
I ain't stupid.
- You're right.
But let me explain why.
I'm a sex addict.
I-I'm in therapy, and I'm
getting the help I need.
But I need you to know
I'm a changed man.
And I want you back.
- Cut, that's a wrap for today.
Thank you very much.
- You really sold
that performance.
I almost believed you.
- Wait, hold on.
I'm bein' deadass.
- They cut the cameras.
You can drop the act, now.
- Man, fuck them cameras.
All I care about
is getting' you back.
Tracey, I just want things
to go back
to how they were, you and me.
- I have a dinner
to get ready for.
See you at the next shoot.
- Tracey--
- I marinate the meat
in my succulent secret
20-spice blend.
It's my special
soaking technique.
To get the meat nice and wet.
- Look, I know we're black but,
like, that sounded like
ten spices too many.
I'm good.
- Deon, wait.
I need to ask you something.
- What's that?
- [sighs]
For your blessing
to marry Connie.
Listen, I see you being
a little standoffish.
And I get it.
I just want you to know that
I'm a good man.
- I got a question.
If my blessing was
so important,
why not ask me
before the engagement?
- I promise you.
No disrespect was meant.
It's just that Connie and I
can't wait to be married.
I was going to ask you
when we met.
It'd just mean
a lot to have it.
You don't have to answer
right now.
Take some time.
[laughter]
- I can't believe that it has
been so long since I saw y'all.
But Deon has been
keepin' me up to date.
- Whatever he told you
about me, Ms. Connie,
don't believe it.
- Now hush, Vincent.
He told me that you were DJ'ing
Jewish parties
and getting that kosher cash.
[laughs]
And you, we saw your ads
on the drive up, Ms. Veronica.
You'd better sell Atlanta.
- Why thank you, ma'am.
I'm tryin'.
- Oh, no, you're not tryin'.
You're doin', okay?
- Cheers.
And Tracey,
our big TV star.
Your parents have got
to be so proud.
- Something like that.
[laughter]
- Oh, please.
[laughter]
And Layne.
Deon tells me your business
is doin' really well.
Which makes sense with that
cute outfit you got on tonight.
Mm?
- Thank you!
- Mm-hmm.
- Wow, he must be givin' it
to her real good,
because last I checked,
she could not stand me.
- I see you eye-bangin' my son.
Ain't no fuckin in my house.
You didn't come outta
my vagina.
- Keep up that good
work, Julius.
- Well, dinner's ready.
Let's eat.
[all cheer]
- Yes.
- Mm. You like that?
- Mm-hm, I do.
- Let me get that. Hold on.
- Oh, thank you, baby.
Mm.
- Mm-hm.
- Oh, my God, Julius.
This brisket is Bomb.
Not as good as mine,
but almost as good.
We should collab
on the next dinner.
- Well, now,
that would be nice.
'Cause I have seen
your cooking videos,
even tried some
of your recipes.
You got skills.
- Thanks, Ms. Connie.
I, uh, I'm actually starting
my own little frozen meal line.
- Well, now that looks good.
You should be doin'
more cookin' on that show
instead of all that fightin'.
- You see, we agree.
But apparently cooking is not
as exciting as cat fighting.
- Deon never told me
you watched.
- I do.
- I didn't know
she watched trashy TV.
I mean, no offense.
- None taken.
Checks are received.
Bills are paid.
And foundations are being laid
to build my own brand.
- Okay, I know that's right.
Are you gonna give me some tea
on this new season?
- Honestly?
I don't know what's tea.
We'll see how it
all cuts together.
- Mm.
- If I could make a wild guess,
probably gonna look crazy.
- Speakin' of, what kinda
craziness you got planned
for the bachelor party?
- Um, plans?
- Mm.
- Underway.
Uh, but I did get you
the best DJ in Atlanta, Vince.
- Okay.
We'll see what you got.
We'll talk music after dinner?
- I'm more than happy to.
- I know you guys are gonna
play these new cats
that my kids love,
Future, them Amigos.
[laughter]
How 'bout some classic,
old-school hip-hop,
like Goodie Mob, UGK?
- Okay.
- Outkast.
- Your kids?
- Yeah, I've got twin sons.
They can't wait to meet you.
- Mm. Baby, you and his sons
are really gonna get along.
- Mm-hm.
- You know what?
I've got three boys now.
- Hey, Ms. Connie.
[laughter]
- Mm.
[R&B music playing]
♪ ♪
- Come here, you even taste
better with icing.
- You, too. [laughs]
- Ooh.
Those tastes good.
Let me give you
some right there.
- Right here, right here.
[laughter]
- Ooh.
- Boy.
Ms. Connie sure is turnt out.
- Right?
I can feel her dicked down
glow over here.
Okay. Wait, I wonder
what positions they like.
He look like
the "Cincinnati Bowtie" type.
He really does.
[laughter]
- Ew!
- Shh.
- The what?
Please, stop.
Or I might throw up.
- Look, mom's gotta get
her loins lit too.
- Amen to that.
This is the first time
I've ever seen her smile
this much, or at all.
- Vince, talk some
sense into them.
- It's cool with me
as long as it's not my momma.
She probably ain't got
Connie's stamina anyway.
[applause]
Round of applause, clap.
- I hate you.
I hate you all.
- Here we go,
a little peach cobbler.
- Nice and hot.
- [laughs]
- Pass one down to De.
- Here you go. Oh. Forks.
- I got it.
- Thank you, hon.
- Mmm.
- Here you go.
- You like that?
- Thank you.
- Looks delicious.
- Yes.
- [sighs]
- Hey, are you okay?
You know they're gonna be
ridin' you
about this for a while, so.
- I'm cool.
- Deon, grab napkins!
And can you put
some coffee on, baby?
- Okay.
- So I have to ask.
Any idea why Connie's
being so nice to me?
Did you tell her about us?
Or what we were?
- Huh?
No.
She been acting weird
since she showed up.
I don't know what's
going on with her for real.
- Well, maybe that's
what love does to you.
Makes you act weird.
Maybe she's found the one.
- These tacos
are famously spicy.
I might have to...
cool you down.
- Oh, I can handle heat.
Fun fact.
Chili peppers
are an aphrodisiac.
- Oh, word?
Is it working for you?
- You wanna get outta here?
- ♪ I met lil' mama
in the deli ♪
♪ She was a wetty ♪
♪ She was horny, ready ♪
♪ I was on it, heavy ♪
♪ She like
why you so sexy? ♪
♪ She fell in love
when she met me ♪
♪ Tell ya ex
to come check me ♪
♪ All this shit
will get messy ♪
♪ I met lil' mama
in the deli ♪
♪ She was a wetty ♪
♪ She was horny, ready ♪
♪ I was on it, heavy ♪
♪ She like why you
so sexy? ♪
♪ She fell in love
when she met me ♪
♪ Tell ya ex
to come check me ♪
♪ All this shit
will get messy ♪
- Let's take this
to the bedroom.
What's wrong?
Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm-I'm fine.
I'm-I'm fine.
I just--um--
I just can't--
I can't do this.
There's someone else.
- [laughs]
Thanks for ruining my night.
[slams door]
- Fuck.
Thanks.
- [laughs]
Yeah, Kama Sutra
is a sexy stretch.
Hey, yo, cuz, we gonna have to
get some cobbler for the road.
I gotta go.
[laughs]
- What happened to your car?
- It's getting serviced.
So Vince is my ride.
- Oh, uh, and there's
one more stop
we gotta make
before I drop you off.
[hip-hop music]
- We are at your old club,
during a pandemic.
- Because we have business.
- You have business.
- I need a venue hookup.
And I feel like Terry'll be
nicer if you're here with me.
So if he asks for your number,
give it to him.
- Wait, what?
I didn't even ask to be here.
And I don't have any money
to tip these hardworking women
that are risking their lives
to entertain people
during a pandemic.
Every little bit counts.
- What--
♪ ♪
- Terry! What up, man?
It's good to see you!
Yo, I wanted to chop it up
real quick.
I have an event comin' up
for my homeboy's new--
- No.
- Don't be like that.
I didn't even get to tell
you what the event is.
It's a bachelor party.
Huh?
Bring you some new customers.
Think about our history.
Do me this favor.
- You know what, man?
You fucked me over when you
dipped for them bar mitsvahs.
So I am not helping you
with a damned thing.
Mazel tov, bitch!
- ♪ We are the chosen ones ♪
♪ Kill the bullshit, no guns,
I'm here now ♪
♪ Watching everybody
blow up the trees now ♪
♪ ♪
- You're doing a great job,
honey.
There you go.
Oh, my God.
I can do that.
I can totally try.
I could go like...
There it is.
- Wow.
- Vince? Layne?
♪ ♪
- Greg?
You're in a strip club.
Like, on purpose?
- Like a G, I see.
- [laughs]
Well, I just like to support
grassroot strip clubs.
Everyone loves public
strip clubs, but, uh,
they don't always
support them, so.
[laughs]
You look good, Layne.
- Yeah, you look good
too, Greg.
- Um, thank you so much,
ladies.
I appreciate that.
Thank you.
- Yeah. Bye, baby.
- Thank you.
- You all look gorgeous.
- Fine.
- So, um, what are
you guys doing here?
Are you gonna spin, Vince?
- Hell no.
I need a location
for Deon's mom's
fiancé's bachelor party,
but Terry is trippin'.
- Well, I got an in at Lush.
It's much better for events
than this hole in the wall.
I only come here on Wednesdays
for the food.
- Mm.
- Yo. That would be dope.
Are you sure
you could pull that off?
- Oh, definitely.
I recently did the owner's
wife's "vaguvination,"
so he owes me one.
- Yo, thank you.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Thank you.
You're the man. Thank you.
- Yeah, thank you, Greg.
- Ah, look at this growth.
Two ex-fiancés
not actin' weird,
even though you're helping
set up a party
for her other former lover.
Ex couple goals, for sure.
- Yeah, thanks for summin'
that up, Vince.
- Yep, I got you.
I be payin' attention.
- [sneezes]
- Oh, my God!
- Tiffany's got Corona!
- Ah, I like your friends.
They are a unique bunch.
- Unique is one word I'd use.
- So, you and Layne,
what's goin' on with that?
- Nothing's going on.
- You expect me to believe that
after what I saw at dinner?
Oh, and I noticed that, uh,
there's no longer
a ring on her finger.
- Yep, that's gone.
All right, Ma.
Layne and I gave it a shot.
But things fell apart,
and now our friendship's weird.
- Well, let me tell you
what I know.
Julius looks at me the same way
you look at Layne.
Oh, yeah, no, I saw you,
all night,
when you thought
I wasn't watchin'.
So you guys can fight
this thing all you want,
but there is no denying it.
- [laughs]
- Boss lady, Virgil's here.
Ahh!
This jacket's fire!
- I've been working on it
all night.
- Oh, my God.
Damn, I didn't even know
you had skills like that.
This is definitely
something Billie'd wear.
- Well, thank you.
Okay?
You know, I thought all that
just breathe stuff
was just super cliché,
but Kristi's
onto something with yoga.
- Mm.
- You killed that, though.
- Hello.
- Hi.
- Mwah. Mwah.
Show me what you got,
Ms. Layne.
- Of course!
Liberty?
[smooth music]
♪ ♪
- This is perfection!
Sold!
- Wonderful.
I just have a few more
things to do to it,
but I will get it to you ASAP.
- Sounds like a plan. Bye.
- Bye, Virgil, thank you.
- Bye!
- What?
[shouting indistinctly]
- Okay. Okay.
I have officially helped style
Billie friggin' Eilish!
- Once Billie gets
photographed in your jacket,
everyone's going to find out
it's from Back in the Day.
Ooh, it's gonna be poppin'!
Shit's about to get crazy!
Crazy!
- Shit!
- Veronica?
Veronica.
- Ken?
So you're stalking me
at the gas station now?
- [laughs]
No, it's a coincidence,
I promise.
Look, a'ight,
I know I came at you
the wrong way.
I just really want
to apologize for the way
I treated you in college.
I-I know I hurt you,
and I wish I could
take it all back.
- Interesting.
I look a little different
than I did in college.
Makes sense.
- No, no, that's--
That's not it.
That's not it.
You-you always looked great.
I was just ashamed of being
seen with you in college
'cause I was scared
of what my friends might think.
So I ignored
what I wanted, you.
Look, as I got older,
I realized how wrong I was.
And I'm more ashamed of myself
now about how I treated you
than I ever was
of being seen with you.
I can assure you
that I really do love you.
- You always get this deep
at a gas station?
- Not usually.
But I was hoping you'd consider
having a drink with me?
- No.
I'm not considering it.
I've decided.
Why not?
- I'll hit you.
- All right.
Damn!
Ooh!
- ♪ We got back and forth ♪
♪ 'Cause you know
I'm addicted to your loving ♪
♪ But I know I'll get burned ♪
♪ 'Cause there's nothing left
to feel but the hurt ♪
♪ Don't feel the same ♪
♪ All that's left is pain ♪
♪ It don't feel the same ♪
♪ When love fades away ♪
♪ Love fades away ♪
found us, and we are not ready.
- I realize that
you're actually
a really big stressor
in my life.
- So what style of his
and hers sinks are ya thinkin'?
- There is no him.
It is just me, okay?
- Ma, I've been callin' you
for an hour.
And who's that man?
- At a certain age, you know,
it gets old if it ain't
with the right person anyway.
- What are you doin' here?
- It's really good to see you.
- I got a woman
at home, okay?
- She invited us to dinner.
- To health, wealth,
and happiness.
- And sex.
- [forced laughter]
- Damn, for real?
What she say?
- Bro,
if I could speak Latin,
I would tell you.
Then the bitch
started levitatin'.
[knock on door]
I said shi-it.
- Hey, baby.
Thought we'd surprise you.
- Ma?
What? We?
- Son, Julius.
Bring it in.
- Dude!
Ma, what?
- Oh, no, don't worry, baby.
Julius and I
done had the Covid.
- What? You didn't tell me
that you had the Covid.
- Well, that's 'cause I didn't
have any symptoms.
So there was nothin' to tell,
but now we thought
I might've had it
when Julius got sick, though.
- As hell.
- Ooh.
- But then I didn't bring none
of this up,
since you didn't know
Julius yet.
And then you guys met
on the phone,
and I thought, well, why not
take a road trip to Atlanta
so y'all could meet
face-to-face?
- [chuckles]
Yeah, I didn't know
you had a...
a boyfriend, Momma.
- Yeah, I don't.
I have a...fiancé.
[smooth hip-hop music]
♪ ♪
- Son, you ain't got no rice?
Okay, I see the pan.
- Literally, who is that man?
- Boy, stop trippin'.
I have known Julius for years.
- Why is this the first I've
heard of the Jolly Black Giant?
- Because we lost touch
for a while.
Then a few months ago,
we reconnected
on "My Age Meets."
- A dating app?
- Mm-hmm.
- Momma, please tell me
that you're not thottin'
on the internet.
- Oh, please,
my thottin' days ended
when your daddy put you
in my belly
before we got married.
You have the Isley Brothers
to thank for that.
- Not this conception
story again.
- What?
[laughs]
- You don't have any cutlery?
Every man needs proper cutlery.
- Okay.
So how you doin', baby?
How's work, hmm?
- Uh, fine, fine.
But, Ma, don't switch
the subject.
Why the shotgun wedding?
- I am in my 50s, okay?
And a few months
equals a few years in dating.
Plus, with all this craziness
going on, we just realized
that life is short,
and you only get one.
Which is why I wanna ask you
for somethin'.
- It's kinda short notice.
I mean, I might be able
to move some money around,
I might be able to shift--
- Oh, no, no, no.
The wedding is covered.
Between Julius and
the deacon at my church
who owes me the favor
for that time
I bailed him out,
we're covered.
- Oh, word?
- Yeah.
- What does Julius do?
- [laughs]
He owns his own landscaping
business in High Point.
And he does well for himself.
What I wanna ask is will you
throw Julius a bachelor party?
Babe, it'll be a good way
for y'all to bond.
- That old nigga
ain't got no friends?
- Of course, he does.
But I volunteered you.
- Ma, I got a lot
goin' on at work.
- Well, I was gonna stir up
some dinner,
but those shelves are lookin'
a little bare, son.
- Yeah, I've been busy, man.
I ain't got no time to shop.
- Well, how 'bout we go out and
go get some things for Deon,
since he's so graciously
letting us stay here, huh?
- Okay.
Ah.
So that's a yes to the party?
- Yes, ma'am.
- Thank you, baby.
Julius is gonna be so excited.
- Yay.
- You ready, baby?
[door opens]
- Fuck.
- Look, I can't stay on long.
Billie's stylist, Virgil,
is going to be here
soon to see my new selections.
And he may be crazy,
but I need him to love these.
- Okay, then just listen.
So Ken moved back to Atlanta
and wants to "talk."
- After he played you
in college,
he wanna to slide back
in 15 years later and talk?
He should talk
to your middle finger.
- And I vote that you should
just ignore him.
- I left his ass on read.
- Our exes are out here
resurrecting like Jesus.
Like them producers trying
to bring Aaron on the show
to sell a rekindled romance.
- Oh, not good for your
real life,
but great
for a juicy new season.
- I mean, we out here
tryna move forward,
and these niggas
are in retrograde.
Our exes are our exes
for a reason,
and we should
keep them that way.
- We all could just
be celibate together.
- Team no sex is poppin'.
Join us.
- Girl, bye, no.
- [yawns] Oh, oh my goodness.
Does it seem like time
goes faster in the morning?
- Which brings me to how's
the de-stressing
working out, Layne?
- It's not. She gave me
a big ol' scare yesterday.
Boo, you gotta get it
under control.
- Okay.
I made a de-stressing list,
and it actually made me
more stressed out,
so much to the point where
I am not sleeping regularly.
- Bitch, you need real therapy.
- That costs real money.
And I am an owner
of a growing small business.
So there is no such thing
as a good benefits package.
- Boss lady!
- Oh, my God.
Virgil's here.
I gotta go. Bye.
- I thought you all were
gettin' stuff for dinner,
not feeding an army.
- Well, uh, Julius had
a wonderful idea for us
to have a special
family dinner tomorrow.
- I'm makin' my famous brisket.
You wanna be my sous chef?
- Oh, I would but, like, I got
dinner plans with my friends.
They took forever to set.
Busy schedules
and all, it's just--
- Invite 'em.
I'd love to meet
my future friends-in-law.
- Ha, ha.
- So what you think
about this?
- Hmm, no.
I'm looking for something cool
without trying too hard.
Uh, like this.
Original but universal,
also relatable and comfortable.
- Also, not '70s,
like you originally asked for.
- Yes, well,
plans change, often.
I want that type of look.
- Semi-homeless?
Noted.
In fact, I have a huge order
coming in this weekend
with pieces
that fit aesthetic.
- Weekend?
The event's in 48 hours.
Let me know now
if you can't come through.
- N-no!
I can.
I mean, I'm gonna do it.
I got you. We got you.
- Great!
- Bye, Virgil!
- Ta!
- Boss lady.
- Mm?
- Why'd you lie to him?
You know ain't shit coming in.
- Okay.
He doesn't have to know that.
Hand me my bag, please?
C'mon. Give me the bag.
- There you go.
- Okay. Bye, Liberty.
[smooth music]
- Where'd you learn that?
[chuckles]
[indistinct talking]
- I like that.
- If you like it,
I can do that all night.
[moaning]
♪ ♪
- Oh, hell, no.
Hell, no.
Come on.
- Ooh, yeah, yeah.
You know you like this.
[bed squeaking]
Uh-huh.
[indistinct talking]
- [sniffs]
Ma, you didn't have to,
but I ain't gonna say no to...
sausage?
- Ain't no problem at all.
Your mom loves sausage
in the morning.
- Yo.
- Man, she been callin'
both of us "baby."
Now that word
just feels tarnished.
- Besides the fact that dude's
fuckin' your moms,
why don't you like him?
- 'Cause he's fuckin' my mom.
- Oh. Fair.
How long you gonna lie to her
about havin' a job?
Actin' like you've got video
meetings every other hour?
- Man, I just can't
bring her down.
She's been runnin' around,
flutterin' and flapping,
all happy
about getting married.
- You need to man up
and tell her.
- You ain't perfect either.
Letting Shosh turn you
into her little slave buck.
- Uh, uh, uh.
I ain't nobody's buck, chuck.
A'ight?
- Well, her friend
is problematic as fuck.
If we were back
on a plantation,
she'd be sneakin' in
and out of our quarters.
- That may be Sylvia's MO,
but Shoshana's not like that.
I'm the only one runnin' up
in her house and her.
- As far as you know.
- Do I need to remind you
that I'm doing you a favor
by lettin' you hide here
from your momma?
- I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Look, I'm just lookin'
out for you.
And if I can be real,
I'm mad as hell I'm bein'
forced to plan a bachelor party
for that whack dude, Julius.
- You mean your "Pa?"
[laughs]
Mm.
All right.
All right, I got you.
I'll DJ your party.
- Great. Great.
Now I've just got to find
a cheap place for you to DJ.
- Oh, easy.
I'll just talk to Terry
about lettin' us use V Live.
Oop.
[hip-hop music playing]
[chuckles]
- Bro, come on!
- Relax.
It's not even mine.
Shoshona asks for 'em
all the time.
So it's just easier
to get them online.
- But what you're saying is
that one of those
is actually yours.
That's a lot of dicks.
- So if you're interested,
make an offer soon.
A competitive one.
[laughs]
- Okay.
- Thank you.
- Thank you very much.
- Excuse me, Ms. Yates?
Hi, I just moved here and I'm
in the market for a new spot.
Do you think
you could give me the tour?
- Ken?
Is this why you messaged me
the other day?
- Well, if you'd answered,
you'd know.
You haven't changed.
- [sighs]
- You know, I'm not--
I'm not taking any new clients.
Just grab a warm cookie
on your way out.
That'll be the only cookie
you get from me.
Hi, I'm so glad
you could make it.
- Hi.
- You know what?
I'm going to start
with the master bedroom.
So we're gonna go.
- Okay, great.
- ♪ Hold up, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa ♪
♪ Get out the way,
get out the way ♪
- I told Virgil
I'd have pieces,
so now my as is running around
looking for those pieces.
I mean, I just don't want him
to think I'm a liar.
And just because I am,
doesn't mean he needs to know.
♪ You either with me or wait ♪
♪ Win, win-win-win-win ♪
♪ Fuck everything else,
win-win-win-win ♪
♪ These niggas ain't shit ♪
- [screams]
- ♪ Win-win-win-win ♪
- Yeah, that doesn't work.
All right.
- That's what your ass
get for lyin'.
- Who said that?
Liberty, that is not funny.
- Me, bitch!
- Man, I must be tired.
- Girl, your existence
is tired.
- I know you're not talkin'
to me like that. I own you.
- [laughs]
Well, what you gonna do?
Not dress me?
You already succeeded
in that today.
- Keep talkin', bitch.
At least I've got
a full range of body motion.
- Always actin'
like you better than somebody.
That's why nobody
wants your ass.
Celibate by choice, please.
- Oh, my God.
No, I'm not doing this.
I'm not fighting it.
- The reason you in this mess
is 'cause yo ass
can't commit to shit.
Bitch.
[hip-hop music playing]
- [grunting]
What's up now?
What's up now?
[grunting]
[shouting indistinctly]
That's for you.
Huh? What's up now?
[shouting indistinctly]
- [clears throat]
- Dear boss lady,
your recent behavior
has been "disconcerning."
We love you, but your actions
have affected us
in the following ways.
- Uh, Liberty,
we don't have to do that.
This is a light intervention.
- An intervention?
I am fine.
- I was surprised to learn you
could throw hands.
But that ain't you, boss lady.
That's what I do.
- She's right.
That is what she does.
- You guys don't understand.
That mannequin was taunting me.
It wouldn't wear
the clothes right.
- I get what's you're goin'
through, Layne.
I used to hear voices, too.
- Okay, this is different,
Willy.
- That's what everybody say,
but once I got hired
at Wilona's
and got the help I needed,
now I only hear
voices sometimes.
- I don't have time
for this, you guys.
Okay, I've been juggling a lot.
It's just stress.
I've tried everything I can
financially muster to fix it.
And nothing is working.
- I have an idea.
Inhale for four.
Hold for seven.
Exhale for eight.
And again, inhale.
Hold.
Good, and we'll repeat
four more times.
Breathe in.
Hold.
- Oh, oh, wait, um--
- What's wrong?
- I am just really bad
at, um, centering,
and not thinking, or whatever.
Just as soon as I try not
to think about something,
that's all I can think of.
- You're doing great.
May I?
- Yeah.
- Breathe into my hands.
And exhale.
Breathe in.
Exhale.
- [snores]
- Huh?
- [snoring]
[phone buzzes]
- Okay.
[sighs]
Focus, Layne.
Oh, wait.
Okay a dress.
Oh, damn, I'm hungry.
A shake.
Fries.
A puppy!
Oh, puppies.
No.
Oh.
Oh, wait.
Oh.
Ah, I got it.
[sighs]
Virgil problem.
I got it.
You were right.
Thank you, Kristi!
I've gotta go.
- Okay.
Um, I didn't do anything.
Willy, you good?
- Look.
I know you've been skeptical.
But I want you to know,
I'm being real
when I say
I still care about you.
What we had, I want that back.
I wanna be with you.
- How can you say you still
care about me
after you cheated on
and left me for Keisha?
Explain that.
- I know I hurt you, I know,
but Keisha was nothing
more than sex.
- I know Keisha wasn't
the only one, nigga.
I ain't stupid.
- You're right.
But let me explain why.
I'm a sex addict.
I-I'm in therapy, and I'm
getting the help I need.
But I need you to know
I'm a changed man.
And I want you back.
- Cut, that's a wrap for today.
Thank you very much.
- You really sold
that performance.
I almost believed you.
- Wait, hold on.
I'm bein' deadass.
- They cut the cameras.
You can drop the act, now.
- Man, fuck them cameras.
All I care about
is getting' you back.
Tracey, I just want things
to go back
to how they were, you and me.
- I have a dinner
to get ready for.
See you at the next shoot.
- Tracey--
- I marinate the meat
in my succulent secret
20-spice blend.
It's my special
soaking technique.
To get the meat nice and wet.
- Look, I know we're black but,
like, that sounded like
ten spices too many.
I'm good.
- Deon, wait.
I need to ask you something.
- What's that?
- [sighs]
For your blessing
to marry Connie.
Listen, I see you being
a little standoffish.
And I get it.
I just want you to know that
I'm a good man.
- I got a question.
If my blessing was
so important,
why not ask me
before the engagement?
- I promise you.
No disrespect was meant.
It's just that Connie and I
can't wait to be married.
I was going to ask you
when we met.
It'd just mean
a lot to have it.
You don't have to answer
right now.
Take some time.
[laughter]
- I can't believe that it has
been so long since I saw y'all.
But Deon has been
keepin' me up to date.
- Whatever he told you
about me, Ms. Connie,
don't believe it.
- Now hush, Vincent.
He told me that you were DJ'ing
Jewish parties
and getting that kosher cash.
[laughs]
And you, we saw your ads
on the drive up, Ms. Veronica.
You'd better sell Atlanta.
- Why thank you, ma'am.
I'm tryin'.
- Oh, no, you're not tryin'.
You're doin', okay?
- Cheers.
And Tracey,
our big TV star.
Your parents have got
to be so proud.
- Something like that.
[laughter]
- Oh, please.
[laughter]
And Layne.
Deon tells me your business
is doin' really well.
Which makes sense with that
cute outfit you got on tonight.
Mm?
- Thank you!
- Mm-hmm.
- Wow, he must be givin' it
to her real good,
because last I checked,
she could not stand me.
- I see you eye-bangin' my son.
Ain't no fuckin in my house.
You didn't come outta
my vagina.
- Keep up that good
work, Julius.
- Well, dinner's ready.
Let's eat.
[all cheer]
- Yes.
- Mm. You like that?
- Mm-hm, I do.
- Let me get that. Hold on.
- Oh, thank you, baby.
Mm.
- Mm-hm.
- Oh, my God, Julius.
This brisket is Bomb.
Not as good as mine,
but almost as good.
We should collab
on the next dinner.
- Well, now,
that would be nice.
'Cause I have seen
your cooking videos,
even tried some
of your recipes.
You got skills.
- Thanks, Ms. Connie.
I, uh, I'm actually starting
my own little frozen meal line.
- Well, now that looks good.
You should be doin'
more cookin' on that show
instead of all that fightin'.
- You see, we agree.
But apparently cooking is not
as exciting as cat fighting.
- Deon never told me
you watched.
- I do.
- I didn't know
she watched trashy TV.
I mean, no offense.
- None taken.
Checks are received.
Bills are paid.
And foundations are being laid
to build my own brand.
- Okay, I know that's right.
Are you gonna give me some tea
on this new season?
- Honestly?
I don't know what's tea.
We'll see how it
all cuts together.
- Mm.
- If I could make a wild guess,
probably gonna look crazy.
- Speakin' of, what kinda
craziness you got planned
for the bachelor party?
- Um, plans?
- Mm.
- Underway.
Uh, but I did get you
the best DJ in Atlanta, Vince.
- Okay.
We'll see what you got.
We'll talk music after dinner?
- I'm more than happy to.
- I know you guys are gonna
play these new cats
that my kids love,
Future, them Amigos.
[laughter]
How 'bout some classic,
old-school hip-hop,
like Goodie Mob, UGK?
- Okay.
- Outkast.
- Your kids?
- Yeah, I've got twin sons.
They can't wait to meet you.
- Mm. Baby, you and his sons
are really gonna get along.
- Mm-hm.
- You know what?
I've got three boys now.
- Hey, Ms. Connie.
[laughter]
- Mm.
[R&B music playing]
♪ ♪
- Come here, you even taste
better with icing.
- You, too. [laughs]
- Ooh.
Those tastes good.
Let me give you
some right there.
- Right here, right here.
[laughter]
- Ooh.
- Boy.
Ms. Connie sure is turnt out.
- Right?
I can feel her dicked down
glow over here.
Okay. Wait, I wonder
what positions they like.
He look like
the "Cincinnati Bowtie" type.
He really does.
[laughter]
- Ew!
- Shh.
- The what?
Please, stop.
Or I might throw up.
- Look, mom's gotta get
her loins lit too.
- Amen to that.
This is the first time
I've ever seen her smile
this much, or at all.
- Vince, talk some
sense into them.
- It's cool with me
as long as it's not my momma.
She probably ain't got
Connie's stamina anyway.
[applause]
Round of applause, clap.
- I hate you.
I hate you all.
- Here we go,
a little peach cobbler.
- Nice and hot.
- [laughs]
- Pass one down to De.
- Here you go. Oh. Forks.
- I got it.
- Thank you, hon.
- Mmm.
- Here you go.
- You like that?
- Thank you.
- Looks delicious.
- Yes.
- [sighs]
- Hey, are you okay?
You know they're gonna be
ridin' you
about this for a while, so.
- I'm cool.
- Deon, grab napkins!
And can you put
some coffee on, baby?
- Okay.
- So I have to ask.
Any idea why Connie's
being so nice to me?
Did you tell her about us?
Or what we were?
- Huh?
No.
She been acting weird
since she showed up.
I don't know what's
going on with her for real.
- Well, maybe that's
what love does to you.
Makes you act weird.
Maybe she's found the one.
- These tacos
are famously spicy.
I might have to...
cool you down.
- Oh, I can handle heat.
Fun fact.
Chili peppers
are an aphrodisiac.
- Oh, word?
Is it working for you?
- You wanna get outta here?
- ♪ I met lil' mama
in the deli ♪
♪ She was a wetty ♪
♪ She was horny, ready ♪
♪ I was on it, heavy ♪
♪ She like
why you so sexy? ♪
♪ She fell in love
when she met me ♪
♪ Tell ya ex
to come check me ♪
♪ All this shit
will get messy ♪
♪ I met lil' mama
in the deli ♪
♪ She was a wetty ♪
♪ She was horny, ready ♪
♪ I was on it, heavy ♪
♪ She like why you
so sexy? ♪
♪ She fell in love
when she met me ♪
♪ Tell ya ex
to come check me ♪
♪ All this shit
will get messy ♪
- Let's take this
to the bedroom.
What's wrong?
Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm-I'm fine.
I'm-I'm fine.
I just--um--
I just can't--
I can't do this.
There's someone else.
- [laughs]
Thanks for ruining my night.
[slams door]
- Fuck.
Thanks.
- [laughs]
Yeah, Kama Sutra
is a sexy stretch.
Hey, yo, cuz, we gonna have to
get some cobbler for the road.
I gotta go.
[laughs]
- What happened to your car?
- It's getting serviced.
So Vince is my ride.
- Oh, uh, and there's
one more stop
we gotta make
before I drop you off.
[hip-hop music]
- We are at your old club,
during a pandemic.
- Because we have business.
- You have business.
- I need a venue hookup.
And I feel like Terry'll be
nicer if you're here with me.
So if he asks for your number,
give it to him.
- Wait, what?
I didn't even ask to be here.
And I don't have any money
to tip these hardworking women
that are risking their lives
to entertain people
during a pandemic.
Every little bit counts.
- What--
♪ ♪
- Terry! What up, man?
It's good to see you!
Yo, I wanted to chop it up
real quick.
I have an event comin' up
for my homeboy's new--
- No.
- Don't be like that.
I didn't even get to tell
you what the event is.
It's a bachelor party.
Huh?
Bring you some new customers.
Think about our history.
Do me this favor.
- You know what, man?
You fucked me over when you
dipped for them bar mitsvahs.
So I am not helping you
with a damned thing.
Mazel tov, bitch!
- ♪ We are the chosen ones ♪
♪ Kill the bullshit, no guns,
I'm here now ♪
♪ Watching everybody
blow up the trees now ♪
♪ ♪
- You're doing a great job,
honey.
There you go.
Oh, my God.
I can do that.
I can totally try.
I could go like...
There it is.
- Wow.
- Vince? Layne?
♪ ♪
- Greg?
You're in a strip club.
Like, on purpose?
- Like a G, I see.
- [laughs]
Well, I just like to support
grassroot strip clubs.
Everyone loves public
strip clubs, but, uh,
they don't always
support them, so.
[laughs]
You look good, Layne.
- Yeah, you look good
too, Greg.
- Um, thank you so much,
ladies.
I appreciate that.
Thank you.
- Yeah. Bye, baby.
- Thank you.
- You all look gorgeous.
- Fine.
- So, um, what are
you guys doing here?
Are you gonna spin, Vince?
- Hell no.
I need a location
for Deon's mom's
fiancé's bachelor party,
but Terry is trippin'.
- Well, I got an in at Lush.
It's much better for events
than this hole in the wall.
I only come here on Wednesdays
for the food.
- Mm.
- Yo. That would be dope.
Are you sure
you could pull that off?
- Oh, definitely.
I recently did the owner's
wife's "vaguvination,"
so he owes me one.
- Yo, thank you.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Thank you.
You're the man. Thank you.
- Yeah, thank you, Greg.
- Ah, look at this growth.
Two ex-fiancés
not actin' weird,
even though you're helping
set up a party
for her other former lover.
Ex couple goals, for sure.
- Yeah, thanks for summin'
that up, Vince.
- Yep, I got you.
I be payin' attention.
- [sneezes]
- Oh, my God!
- Tiffany's got Corona!
- Ah, I like your friends.
They are a unique bunch.
- Unique is one word I'd use.
- So, you and Layne,
what's goin' on with that?
- Nothing's going on.
- You expect me to believe that
after what I saw at dinner?
Oh, and I noticed that, uh,
there's no longer
a ring on her finger.
- Yep, that's gone.
All right, Ma.
Layne and I gave it a shot.
But things fell apart,
and now our friendship's weird.
- Well, let me tell you
what I know.
Julius looks at me the same way
you look at Layne.
Oh, yeah, no, I saw you,
all night,
when you thought
I wasn't watchin'.
So you guys can fight
this thing all you want,
but there is no denying it.
- [laughs]
- Boss lady, Virgil's here.
Ahh!
This jacket's fire!
- I've been working on it
all night.
- Oh, my God.
Damn, I didn't even know
you had skills like that.
This is definitely
something Billie'd wear.
- Well, thank you.
Okay?
You know, I thought all that
just breathe stuff
was just super cliché,
but Kristi's
onto something with yoga.
- Mm.
- You killed that, though.
- Hello.
- Hi.
- Mwah. Mwah.
Show me what you got,
Ms. Layne.
- Of course!
Liberty?
[smooth music]
♪ ♪
- This is perfection!
Sold!
- Wonderful.
I just have a few more
things to do to it,
but I will get it to you ASAP.
- Sounds like a plan. Bye.
- Bye, Virgil, thank you.
- Bye!
- What?
[shouting indistinctly]
- Okay. Okay.
I have officially helped style
Billie friggin' Eilish!
- Once Billie gets
photographed in your jacket,
everyone's going to find out
it's from Back in the Day.
Ooh, it's gonna be poppin'!
Shit's about to get crazy!
Crazy!
- Shit!
- Veronica?
Veronica.
- Ken?
So you're stalking me
at the gas station now?
- [laughs]
No, it's a coincidence,
I promise.
Look, a'ight,
I know I came at you
the wrong way.
I just really want
to apologize for the way
I treated you in college.
I-I know I hurt you,
and I wish I could
take it all back.
- Interesting.
I look a little different
than I did in college.
Makes sense.
- No, no, that's--
That's not it.
That's not it.
You-you always looked great.
I was just ashamed of being
seen with you in college
'cause I was scared
of what my friends might think.
So I ignored
what I wanted, you.
Look, as I got older,
I realized how wrong I was.
And I'm more ashamed of myself
now about how I treated you
than I ever was
of being seen with you.
I can assure you
that I really do love you.
- You always get this deep
at a gas station?
- Not usually.
But I was hoping you'd consider
having a drink with me?
- No.
I'm not considering it.
I've decided.
Why not?
- I'll hit you.
- All right.
Damn!
Ooh!
- ♪ We got back and forth ♪
♪ 'Cause you know
I'm addicted to your loving ♪
♪ But I know I'll get burned ♪
♪ 'Cause there's nothing left
to feel but the hurt ♪
♪ Don't feel the same ♪
♪ All that's left is pain ♪
♪ It don't feel the same ♪
♪ When love fades away ♪
♪ Love fades away ♪