Mama, I don... I don't understand.
You getting too old to be around him.
What am I supposed to do?
You gotta make it on your own.
Hi, Kimmie. You wanna come with me?
I made the decision.
Now we stuck with these crazy-ass people.
Please help me welcome Mrs. Mallory Bellarie!
Hello, everyone!
Not everyone is here to adore you. You've been served.
Rain. Rain, get up.
Oh my God.
The fuck was that?
Fuck.
Shit.
Fuck, man. Damn it.
- I hate you! I fucking hate you! - What the fuck you doing?
- You son of a bitch! Who is she? - Chill the fuck out!
- Who the fuck is she? - Will you chill out, Mallory?
- Who is she? - You keep asking me.
I don't know what you fucking talking about.
- Let me go. - Will you chill out? No.
The fuck is wrong with you?
Crazy ass.
Crazy as hell.
Who is she?
- I don't know what you're talking about. - Don't act fucking stupid.
- Who is she, Roy? - Hey!
- Who the fuck is she? - Chill the fuck out.
Who the fuck is she? You keep playing with me.
- You're playing games with me. - Chill out.
I heard you. You butt-dialed me, stupid ass,
and I heard you in the room with that damn whore.
- I heard you. - Like I said...
Like I said, you ain't hear shit.
I don't know what you talking about. Chill the fuck out. I'm being serious.
Did you come down the private road?
Why?
Answer me. Did you come down the private road?
You put it in the street, didn't ya?
- What are you talking about? - No, no, no, no.
I'm not dealing with this shit. Get off me.
Rain.
Rain, get up. Get up.
Get up.
I'm about to call 911.
No.
- What? - No.
Yes.
No, don't call 'em.
I'm fine.
Are you?
Just give me the pills.
The pills.
Rain, these... These aren't even labeled. I cannot give this to you.
- Mm. - We don't know if it...
No, don't. Just stop.
Help... Help me up. I'm gonna be in a little pain.
I'm telling you, I'll be fine. Just...
I just gotta get some rest.
You need to go to a doctor.
I'm fine. I'm good.
How do I look?
Are you kidding me?
Whatevs. Tell me how I look, girl.
Rain.
Take a picture and show me how I look.
Oh God.
Oh my God.
Rain.
Shit.
- Shit. - I'm fine, I'm fine.
It just hurts when I move. I just won't move.
No, you need to be able to move, Rain.
- This is not okay. - I'm fine.
- Are you a... - You're cold and you're clammy.
Are you a nurse?
Just let me lay here.
I'm fine.
If I don't feel better tomorrow, we can go...
Go to a doctor.
Just let me sleep.
I saw you in that stall.
Look, I've been there.
Oh, this one's online.
There's a lot of pimps in this town. You don't wanna do that.
They was after me real bad, but I got a plan.
I met this guy online. He said he can show me how to make some money.
All I gotta do is take a flight.
He cute too.
- What's up? - Hey.
Who's that?
Oh, um, just a friend of mine.
She gonna come with you?
I don't know. Maybe.
- Is everything set up? - Yeah.
Yeah, look, all you gotta do is go meet my boy in Atlanta
and bring what we need here to Seattle.
Can I get in trouble for this?
Nah. Nah, nah, it's that international shit that's crazy.
Ain't nobody checking domestically, so you're good.
All right.
And I can make five grand?
You can make ten if she's in.
I can make five grand?
Mm-hm. Each.
You don't have to do this.
I'm in.
You sure you wanna do this?
Yeah, I... I'll do it.
I'll call tomorrow with the number to call.
Can't wait to see you.
Okay. Can't wait to see you either.
- All right. - Okay, bye.
Shit, we gonna be real good friends, then.
Hello.
Hey, bitch. How you feeling?
It's Kimmie.
Why the fuck you got her phone?
What did you do to her?
Bitch, who do you think you are to be questioning me, huh?
She got her ass done. What's the problem?
She not doing good.
What you mean?
She's sweaty, clammy, and cold.
Is she up?
- Nah. - Well, how long she been out？
Long enough for me to take a shower and change.
- I'm about to take her to the hospital. - No, you not.
This is bad, Body.
Shut the fuck up. I'm on my way over there.
She don't need to see you, she needs to see a doctor.
If you take her to the hospital,
she is gonna go to jail, and you will too.
I ain't even do nothin'.
Oh yeah?
You told her to do it and you paid for it.
What the fuck? No, I did not, and you know that.
You know Jules can make it stick.
So shut the fuck up. I'm on my way over there.
Fuck.
Oh my God.
Why you keep asking about the private road, hm?
- Trying to set me up? - What are you talking about?
Actually, come here, I gotta show you something.
- Come here. - What are you talking about?
- Let go of me. - No, I got a special prize for you. Mm-hm.
Roy.
Roy, what the...
Shit. Roy.
- Did you do this? - Roy, I didn't see her, okay?
I didn't see her, and then I hit her.
I was pissed at you being with this bitch that I didn't see her.
- Why is she in your trunk? - I did it to protect your stupid ass.
What the fuck... That doesn't make any damn sense.
- Mallory... - How did you even know that I hit her?
I want you to put your thinking cap on. Just put it on for one time. Okay?
The only people that come down this road is this family.
Know what's crazy? I still gotta...
I always gotta take up for... for y'all niggas in this family.
What are you talking about?
I take up for niggas in this family and your fucking ass.
Now is not the time, Mallory. We got bigger fish to fry, obviously.
Who is she?
I don't know.
All the houses on this road, though, belong to this family.
That's what I do know.
Is she a friend of your brother's maybe?
You know damn well she ain't no friend of my brother's.
Shit.
Shit is right.
- I gotta call Jules. - No, don't call Jules.
He is the head of security for this whole entire organization.
If anyone knows what to do in this situation, it would be his ass.
I don't care. Don't call Jules.
He knows too much about this fucking family.
He'll bury us with this.
And what does my beautiful dumbass wife suggest I do?
- Hm? - I don't know, fucking burn the car.
Just burn that shit.
Baby, they'll find out about that.
Why don't we, um...
Look, why don't we go to our old... My old neighborhood,
um, we leave the car there? I'm sure they'll steal it.
We leave her in the car, and we call in the morning, say it was stolen.
Mm. Mm.
So you want niggas to catch a murder charge for your crazy ass?
- What are you talking about? - You know what's crazy?
I married a cold, cold bitch, you know that?
You trust Jules too much. Not with this.
- I'm calling him. - Roy, not with this.
- Don't call Jules. - You can't handle it, Mallory.
The only person that can handle this situation is Jules. I am calling him.
I can fucking handle it.
Don't test me. Don't call Jules.
How's she feelin'?
- Hey. - Rain.
- She's not up right now. - How many pills did she take?
I don't even know.
- Rain? - Are you a doctor or something?
I'm a nurse.
Rain?
What school did you go to?
Bitch, you better get her before I do.
Shut the fuck up!
Let her check her.
She did me, and I'm fine.
Her blood pressure's fine.
- That's good. That's good. - Yeah.
I'm just gonna give you these pills.
She should sleep real comfortable through the night.
And if she have any problems...
just hit us.
Come on, Body. Let's go.
- What is it? - Daddy, we got a little situation.
What?
Well, one of the girls was getting pumped, and she ain't doing too well.
Why the fuck do you keep using that crazy-ass dude?
Look, she's a woman, and she's good. She did me.
And how many of my pros has she killed?
It's okay.
But I think you might need to rein Kimmie in a little bit.
Why?
She keep... She keep bucking up at me and shit.
Oh, so you saying you don't know how to do your job?
No, Daddy, that's not what I'm saying.
Then handle it and get the fuck off my phone.
You going too fast.
- You wanna drive? - Just slow down.
I just really wish we knew who she was.
- Check again to see if she got ID. - Are you...
- Are you crazy? - I don't like this plan.
- What else are we gonna do, Roy? - "We"?
- Yeah, "we."
This your shit.
Nah, I was the one that covered up the cancer that killed 98 women.
There you go, hm?
- Stop this shit. - Shut up.
- Why don't you shut the fuck up? - No, shut up. That's you...
You need to shut up.
- Look what you did. Mm-hm. - Shit. Shit.
- Yeah, shit is right. - Shit. I told your ass to slow down, Roy.
Shit.
- Pull over. - He's going to see the body.
Well, what else are you gonna do, Roy?
Call Jules.
- We're not in Chicago. - He knows the police here.
- Call him right now, Mallory. - I'm not... Shit.
First off, roll the damn windows down 'cause your breath smells like alcohol.
- Finally a good idea. - Your eyes all glassy and shit.
- I always have good ideas. - Mm-hm.
- Okay. - Mm-hm.
Act normal.
I'm chilling.
Yeah?
- He's coming. - I know.
License and registration.
Oh, is there something wrong, sir?
Um, Officer Jenson?
License and registration.
Yes, sir.
Uh...
Yeah, there we go.
Here's the registration, sir. Let me get my license real quick.
There we go.
Uh, hm...
Here you go.
Have you had anything to drink, sir?
No, sir.
I can smell the alcohol.
Oh, that would be me. Guilty.
- Yeah. She likes to have a little fun. - Yeah.
Step out of the car, please, sir.
Excuse me, sir?
Step out of the car, please. No, ma'am. You stay put.
Sir?
Yes, sir.
Follow me to the back of the car, sir.
- Is that really necessary, sir? - It is.
After you.
All right.
Oh, I... Hm. Hm.
Please blow until I say stop, sir.
All right.
Shit.
Jules.
- Good evening, ma'am. - Look, we got a problem.
Roy just got pulled over and he's been drinking.
Chicago?
No, we're in Indiana.
That might be a little harder. Uh...
Give me the officer's name, badge number.
Uh, yeah. Jenson, um,
9-8-8-7-9.
Badge number.
All right, give me a second.
Thank you, sir.
Okay?
No. Not okay at all.
Well, I can try it again, sir.
Put your hands behind your back, sir.
Excuse me?
Put your hands behind your back.
Sir, uh...
you're gonna regret this. Okay?
I'm not gonna tell ya again.
Sir, I'm Roy Bellarie, okay? I'm the CEO of Beauty in Black.
Put your hands behind your back.
Sir, this'll be a lot easier if you comply.
You don't know what you're doing.
Look, you better hurry up. They're putting cuffs on him.
I'm on it.
They might have to take him through. Can't get anybody on the phone.
Careful with your head, sir.
Golly. This is crazy.
I'm on my way. Drop your location.
What the fuck?
- Where you taking him? - We're taking him in.
- Okay. - You said you'd been drinking?
Yes.
Call someone to pick you up. This car is being towed.
Look, I don't... I don't understand.
Well, you guys shouldn't be drinking and driving,
so hopefully, your ride gets here before the tow truck.
Come on, Rain, get up. Get up. I'm gonna take you to the hospital.
Come on.
Oh God.
Excuse me. Can you come help?
Is she okay?
No. I need to get her to the hospital. Can you open the door?
- You need to call an ambulance. - Come on, help us. She needs to go.
Come on. Shit, I ain't no fucking nurse.
Please.
Can you open the door?
Thank you.
Come on.
What's wrong with her?
She cut herself. Come on.
Man, they gonna charge me for this shit. Come on now.
- You ain't got no towel? - Yes.
What the...
Come on, move your legs up.
- What is this shit on my hand? - Just drive to the hospital.
Please.
Jules, where are you?
Ten minutes out.
They're about to take the truck. There's something in this trunk.
I can't let them do that.
Drive off.
They took the keys, Jules.
All right. Just try and stall them as long as you can.
Okay.
Do you have any belongings in the car?
Uh, yeah. But I can drive.
Are you trying to get arrested too?
No, I'm not.
Don't you have a ride?
I do have a ride.
Ma'am, step aside, please.
Look, I'm freezing. You're just gonna leave me on the side of the road?
Your coat looks pretty warm.
Are you serious?
Well...
you could take a seat in the back with your husband
and take a ride down to the station.
I know you don't know who I am,
but I...
I'm sorry.
I... I understand my husband shouldn't have been drinking and driving.
If you'd be so kind and let me know where you're taking the truck.
I'll be right back.
Help! Help! My friend is outside in a cab!
- What happened? - She's unconscious.
- One second. Get a gurney. - Hurry!
Come on. Bring the gurney.
You can't come back here. I'm sorry.
But, uh...
What the fuck y'all looking at?
Yeah.
Yeah, okay. All right, great.
I can call Judge Radson.
No. No, no, it's done.
Roy's out.
Police boss is all over his ass.
He's gonna get the dash and the body cam footage.
Okay.
So...
you wanna tell me what's in this trunk?
Roy hit somebody on the way home. On the private road.
- Who is it? - I don't know.
Okay.
Look, the thing is, the body was moving when we got pulled over.
What do you mean, "the body was moving"?
Thought it was in the trunk.
I saw the hand moving when I looked back after we got pulled over.
- So why didn't you call me? - We wanted to handle it, Jules.
- You know my job is to protect the family. - I know that.
- So you don't trust me. - We're not doing that shit again.
Obviously you don't trust me. You didn't call me.
Nigga, who the fuck do you think you're talking to?
You know I don't trust your ass.
So, what the fuck are we gonna do?
Look, I got it, all right?
Calvin's here.
He's gonna take you to go get Roy, then he's gonna take you home.
Don't talk about this.
Ever. Okay?
The truck is right there.
It's got a package in the trunk.
And it needs to come out right now.
We got you.
Done.
Get to it.
Come on, man.
What is it?
You got a problem.
What's up?
Well, your friend Kimmie,
I think she's over at the hospital with Rain.
And where is Body?
Well, I called you first.
Delinda, can she keep them under control, or is she getting weak?
No, she can do it.
But this Kimmie, uh...
she needs some more breaking.
Okay.
Is this her?
Get in!
What you doing here? Hm?
She was gonna die.
And what happened?
I just...
No, what happened?
- Nothing. - Nothing.
- Exactly.
But now your face is all on the camera in the hospital.
You lucky I got people in there.
But you ain't seen nothin'
and you don't know nothin'.
- Do you hear me? - Yes.
- Nothing. - Nothing.
- I know.
You gonna go back
to the house and clean up your room
and go head back to the club.
And you are not to come back to this hospital ever again.
Do you hear me?
Huh?
Yes.
I mean, haven't I been good to you
and all the other girls that work for me?
- Hm? - Yes.
Yeah, you facing 30 years.
Thirty years in prison.
I worked that out.
You didn't even have to see a judge.
We made an agreement.
All you had to do, work for me. Pay off your debts.
But no.
These antics... These antics just won't do, my friend.
I set you up with a wealthy guy. What you do?
"Oh, he's weird. He's weird."
You... You... You need to learn how to be more appreciative.
That's what you need to do.
Do you understand?
Yes, I understand.
All I need is for you and all the other girls
just to honor your agreement.
That's it.
Can you do that for me?
Yes, I can.
Don't make me have this conversation with you again.
Mm.
So just like that, huh?
What?
You going to work?
Unlike you and your trifling-ass brother, someone has to run the company.
Ah. Yeah, whatever.
And I will find out who that bitch was you were with.
What's wrong with you?
Roy, you know me.
You know image is everything, and I will kill to protect it.
Well, looks like you did that last night.
I don't know what you're talking about.
- Yeah, okay. - Mm.
Why don't you put on a suit and show up to work today,
and act like you doing something?
You really are just evil.
Evil? Roy, really?
You talking about evil? Seriously?
You really hit that lady last night
and just didn't lose a second of sleep. That's crazy.
I'm not gonna let a dead bitch give me wrinkles.
I should divorce you.
And what will you do if you divorce me, Roy? I'm gonna sit with this.
Huh? What'll you do?
Your father hates you and your brother. He'll just cut you off.
Actually, Roy, why don't you go live with your mother in that little church?
You would love that. I think that would be so fun for you, right? Hm?
You know if you weren't with me, he would've cut you off a long time ago.
So I wanna see you do it. Go for it.
So, what the fuck are you gonna do if you divorce me?
Mm.
Have a good day.
Shit.
Is she coming?
Yep.
- Hey. - Okay.
Okay.
Good morning, ma'am.
What the hell did you guys do with these towels?
They gonna charge you for this.
You should use the black ones for makeup.
I'm sick of all this shit.
I ain't gonna keep cleaning up after you like this.
You gonna have to clean your own shit up next time.
Keep messing up these damn towels.
You think I'm gonna pick them up every time?
You can't get all this shit out of these towels.
Every damn room, I gotta clean it twice.
What is this shit on this bed?
I'm not doing this today.
I'll see you next week.
- County Hospital. - Hell...
Hello. Uh, my name is Miss Lattimore,
and I was calling to check on my daughter.
Her name is Rain... Lattimore.
I wanted to see how she's doing.
I'm sorry, ma'am.
But because of HIPAA laws, we can't discuss any of our patients.
You will have to come into the hospital.
And here are the new ad campaigns.
- Isn't this a little dark? I was thinking... - Mm-hm.
And she looks rather elderly.
Yes, we can get you more choices.
- Okay. Thank you. - Sure thing.
- Honey. Hi. - Hm.
- Hey, babe. How you doin'? - Mm.
I'm great. How are you? Don't you look nice.
- Thank you. - Oh.
- You look... beautiful, as always. - Oh.
- Thank you. - Yeah.
- Mm. - Hm.
It's nice to see you. What's going on?
Uh...
We have to... tell you something.
Hm.
Go on, nigga, tell her.
We found the truck, but there was no body in it.
What?
No.
- What happened? - We're trying to find out.
So how will you find out and how soon?
I didn't wanna come to you without any information,
but we're working on it.
Then you should get to it, huh?
Yes.
Now.
Absolutely.
I told you not to trust that motherfucker.
What is this?
I don't know.
Roy, you need to stop using that shit...
Mm-hm.
...and pay attention to what the fuck he's doing.
Hm. Yes, dear. I will.
- Always listen to you. - Yeah.
Mm-hm.
And I need to know something by end of day.
- Okay. - Yeah.
Hm.
- Where's my kiss? - Mm. Hm.
- Sweetheart. - Almost forgot. Hm. Mm.
- I'll see you at home. - I'll see you there.
Love you, babe.
Love you too.
- Oh. - Mm-hm!
- Hey, girl. - Ah.
- Making that money per usual. Mm-hm. - All right now.
I heard you went to the hospital.
Bitch, keep trying me.
Hey, girl, how Rain doin'?
- The fuck you mean? - What you gonna do?
Hey, hey, hey! Bitches, what the hell going on in here?
- That's what I wanna know. - Yeah.
I know your scaredy ass ain't starting shit.
You always starting some shit.
You got a VIP. That old man is back asking for you.
I don't know why the fuck he want you, but go.
Look, you better get his credit card, his money, something.
Do you hear me?
Yeah, aight.
Move, bitch.
Take your scary ass over there somewhere.
Girl,
you better get her in check before these other hos think she's on top.
Delinda, I will kill that bitch first.
Mm-hm. Hm.
You better be glad I picked up a few pounds.
I got a couple of pound cakes on me, bitch,
or I'll show you how it's done.
Don't make me show you how to run these bitches.
Got a motherfucking train, you don't even know how to run bitches.
Bitches is easy to run.
Move out the fucking way!
What the fuck y'all looking at?
Get this money!
Put on y'all shit and get the fuck outside!
Looking at me like y'all ain't got shit to do!
Work, bitch!
♪ Do it to 'em, do it to 'em... ♪
No greeting today?
♪ Do it to 'em, do it to 'em... ♪
I'm here to just dance.
When I talk, I get in trouble.
I don't want you to dance. I wanna talk to you.
Sit down, please.
♪ He gon' love it when I do it to 'em ♪
♪ Do it to 'em, do it to 'em ♪
♪ Here's a secret ♪
♪ This pussy undefeated ♪
♪ Bend it over, touch your toes... ♪
Is he straight?
♪ Ass so thick like a panoramic picturе... ♪
Nobody in here is straight if the money is right.
♪ Comе and get some ♪
♪ Hair, long nails... ♪
Is he private?
Man, what you trying to do?
♪ Yeah, they so average... ♪
This is hard for me to say, but...
you said...
♪ Money coming fast I'mma spend that shit ♪
♪ Body like a hourglass... ♪
You said you could get him for me.
♪ If I catch you creeping I'mma cut a bitch... ♪
For the right price.
And what's the right price?
♪ 'Cause he know that I'mma Do it to 'em, do it to 'em... ♪
I can get him to do whatever you want for 1,500.
♪ Do it to 'em, do it to 'em Do it to 'em, do it to 'em ♪
♪ I'm such a flirt So he gon' lose it when I... ♪
I'm on a fixed income.
♪ Do it to 'em, do it to 'em... ♪
This is all I have.
Man, do something else with your money. Don't do this.
♪ Do it to 'em ♪
I don't wanna do anything else.
♪ Get a taste, then it's over with... ♪
Look, I'm old.
♪ Say that you in love with it... ♪
I'm not gonna live much longer.
♪ Satisfy my appetite Enjoy me, but no cuffing it... ♪
This is what I want.
♪ I stay stunting on these hos Yeah, my body picture perfect... ♪
How much is it?
About 800.
♪ All my life I've been a savage ♪
♪ No complaints 'cause I'm a gold bitch ♪
♪ Money coming fast I'mma spend that shit ♪
Shit.
♪ Body like a hourglass... ♪
I can get him to do it for five.
What?
Never met an honest ho?
Where you want him to meet you?
Can we go to his place?
Mm-mm. You ain't trying to live like that.
- What about your place? - Why my place?
Because I've never met an honest whore.
How about a hotel?
Mm. No money for that.
Why don't you keep the rest of this? Just take it and keep it.
I don't trust very easily.
I want you to look after me.
I feel like, uh...
Like I'll be safer with you around.
You don't even know me.
I know, uh...
I know...
this is what I want.
You do know we get off like after 2:00, right?
I can wait.
You got a car? You drove?
Yeah, I got a... a green truck.
Okay.
- You in the parking lot? - Yeah.
Okay.
Yo, Angel.
I need to talk to you.
Clean up in here.
Look, I don't know nothin'.
What you talking about?
- Nothin'. - Uh-uh. No. What are you talking about?
I just wanna keep my nose out of shit
and pay Jules so he can let me out of here.
- Wait... - I don't know nothin'.
What do you think I'm trying to talk to you about?
I know how close you and Rain are.
- No, that's... - Shit, I...
I got us into all this shit. I know you blame me.
That was a long time ago. It is what it is at this point.
We just gotta get the money.
- How's she doing? - I'm not talking about that right now.
Look, I got an old nigga in the back. He wants you for 500.
Fuck no. You know I'm straight.
What the fuck you doing?
Yeah, until the liquor and the money comes out.
This is somethin' on the side, outside the club.
You can keep all of it.
I'm actually doing your ass a favor.
- What are you getting out of it? - Not money.
So, what?
You gonna do it or not?
You know what I'm sayin'?
Fine, I'll... I'll do it for eight.
Five is all he got.
Come on, you know your ass is broke.
First of all, he's not fucking me.
It's dancing only, and it ain't gonna be long. Aight?
All right, whatever. It's fine.
Nigga better be glad I gotta step to my fucking baby mama with money.
Okay, meet me in the back when you get off.
Yeah.
We got a live one back here. We need an ambulance.
What the fuck he just say?
Come on.
Yo.
Oh sorry.
You sure you up for this?
Yeah, yeah.
This is Angel.
What's up?
- Hi. - He gonna meet us there.
Okay.
I really appreciate this.
You nervous?
Can you tell?
Why? You never did this before?
I'm just from a different generation.
I can see that.
You talking about my age?
You're human, right?
Yeah.
I, uh...
I need to ask you something.
What's that?
Why are you doing this?
I'm just trying to help you.
You're not gonna rob me?
Nah, but them other bitches would.
Okay.
But...
Oh, here it comes.
No, I just... I... I could use some help.
What's that?
I have a friend that's in the hospital,
and if I just had somebody that could go check on her for me,
I would really appreciate it.
What's wrong with her?
That's a long story.
Why can't you go?
That's a longer story.
But...
I was thinking if you could say you were her grandfather,
they would... They would definitely let you in.
And I can give you her name and all that stuff.
What hospital is she in?
County.
Guess she couldn't afford Stanley Heart Anderson, huh?
Don't play with me.
Of course I'll do it.
Thank you. I... I appreciate it.
I'm out.
That was fast. What happened?
No, no, no, no. I told you, I got the money.
He... He said leave, so I'm out.
Hey, you... You all right?
Yes, yes.
Can you take me home, please?
Um...
- Yeah. Yeah. - Okay.
This is a long way out.
I'll get you a ride back.
You really need to get that checked out.
Damn it.
Where are we?
May I help?
Oh.
Hello, sir.
This is your house?
Can you, uh, help me out, please?
Uh...
Over there.
This don't look like no fixed income to me.
Uh, thank you.
Yeah, sure.
Um, the staff is gone for the night.
Would you mind, uh, going into my office and, uh, bringing me my meds?
It is in a tray on my desk, uh,
just down the hall.
Yeah.
Hm.
Oh my God.
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