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- Previously on "Bigger"...

- I can't believe people are letting you be their landlord.

- Take that shit and get them out of here.

- I'm gonna kill Vince.

- You're throwing a party? What kind of music do you want?

- Exactly the kind of music you play.

It's for my son's bar mitzvah.

- I--I've been looking for Willy.

He's alone, and scared, and he needs me.

- Willy don't need shit!

- You all right, man?

- Yeah, I'm good, man.

Real good.

[TV chatter]

Damn, damn, damn! [sighs]

[knock on door]

[sighs]

[knocking continues]

What up, Vince?

I'm doing a welfare check.

No one's heard from your trifling ass in over a week.

- Man, I'm chilling.

I'm enjoying all my new freedom.

Then why do you smell like a slave?

- Uh, I'm saving water.

So I'm not showering about twice a week.

- Let me know which day you shower,

and I'll come over then.

- [laughs loudly]

Jackpot! There it is!

- Deon, what you doing, man?

- I think I can actually win this show.

- Oh, you snapped.

- What are you talking about?

- You're pretending to be on a game show,

and not one of the good ones where they do the freaky stuff

like how the Japanese girls shoot ping pong balls

out of their butt for cash and prizes.

- Man, I cut off my cable,

I can't get this Fire stick to work,

so that's the only channel I got.

- Oh, dude, all you gotta do is click

the ES File Explorer app and install Kodi.

It's easy. Where's your remote?

- Nigga, you might as well be speaking Japanese.

I don't know what the fuck you're saying to me.

- Well, here's some English for you.

Let's get out of here and go do something!

- No.

No!

I ain't spending no more money until I find another job.

- Dee, you squeeze a dollar so tight,

George Washington wants to press

domestic violence charges against you.

You're gonna find a job.

You're qualified and light-skinned.

Double whammy.

- That's true.

I have blessed with this Drake-like complexion.

- Okay.

- Where do you wanna go?

- There's a new dancer at the strip club, Trina.

Bad body and a lot of daddy issues.

- Daddy issues? - Daddy issues.

- Let's go.

- All right, I'll call the peeps.

- Oh, no, no, no.

I still don't want them to know.

- I still don't get why.

- Because it's embarrassing.

I'll let them know when I'm closer to finding something.

Now let's go.

- No, no, no, no. Not till you wash your ass.

You smell like a dead tooth.

I'll be in the car.

- A dead tooth?

[sniffs] Oh!

[funky music]

♪ ♪

- [sighs]

- I mean, I came when you first opened up,

but it looks so different now.

- Yeah, I just felt like the store as it was

didn't really capture our personality.

[chuckles]

How do you know Liberty?

- I met Monica at my Woman's Group at church.

- Okay. - Oh!

Lib, I didn't know you went to church.

- Why are you so surprised? A bitch can't know Jesus?

- Okay, well, hmm... - You know what?

Monica, why don't we just go over here

for the rest of this interview?

- So you found your identity in this remodel?

- Yeah, I guess I did.

- Well, it's a good thing you left the corporate side

or you could've been lost forever.

- Oh yeah, I would've been. You know?

You go to college for four years

and bust your ass in a major you selected

probably because your parents pressured you

to be in that major

or because you thought you would make a ton of money.

And you go to orientation,

and the first thing they say to you is "Don't think."

- "Don't think, just do." - Yeah!

"Don't think," and I didn't.

For 12 years and eight months, just try not to be too black

to scare my white bosses.

- Oh, but don't be too white and confuse your black friends.

Hello? - Yes!

- Okay, I know. - Okay!

I mean, I thought I was gonna play that game until I retired.

But eventually, they got tired of me.

So before the axe fell, in no uncertain words, I quit.

- Just like that? - Just like that.

- Well, did you have a plan after you left?

- Oh, yeah. I mean, I always had a plan.

I love fashion, and I was just too scared to execute it.

- Yet here you are. An independent business owner.

And as a business owner, you get to use your voice

and fight gentrification.

Like standing up for that homeless guy

who slept in front of your shop.

- Oh, I actually didn't think about it that way.

I just, you know, know right from wrong,

and I know a good person when I see one.

Which is why I hired Willy.

- Oh, wow! - Yeah.

- You know, that's fantastic.

Well, you know, it is clear to me

that you are no longer playing it safe anymore.

That's for sure.

- [chuckles] Yeah, I'm definitely not.

- ♪ Lightning speed, so take it ♪

♪ Slow it down, down ♪

♪ Get me wound up, get me wound up ♪

- [chuckles]

- All right, don't trip.

It's your girl Tracey Davis in all her natural beauty,

and in all her realness.

I need y'all to get used to the new me.

and my natural glow-up, okay?

[chuckles]

And she is about to help you

make your life as simple as possible.

Now that women are running the world,

we're not trying to be in the kitchen all day.

Which is why I'd like to introduce to you

my brand-new cooking segment.

"For Real, For Real Meals in 15 Minutes

with Tracey Davis."

Because for real, for real,

broke people got real stuff to do.

Am I right? I'm right.

So, uh, let's do the damn thing.

- Hey. - Hey.

- You have an office filled with people

wondering where you are.

- Yeah, I'm just shutting down the ad for the building.

I'll be out in a sec.

- Congratulations. - Thanks!

[chuckles]

[sighs]

- I know that look. What's up?

- Nothing. - Bullshit.

- Okay. Okay!

I'm thinking about buying this plot of land I'm considering.

Take a look.

- Oh, it's almost an acre.

Are you thinking residential property,

or what are you thinking?

Maybe a small apartment building?

- No, a home for me.

- [chuckles] - Am I crazy?

- No.

Crazy is fixing up a six unit damn near by yourself

and pulling it off.

- [chuckles] Right.

- Yes, you did. - I did that.

- That's correct. - I did that.

- Yes, you did. - [chuckles] Wow.

- Buy and build your dream house.

You've earned it.

- That's what I'm saying.

Thank you, Kam.

Man, you--you always make me feel like I'm the shit.

- Well, that's because you are the shit.

- Okay, boy, no.

You're gonna stop playing with me.

- I'm for real.

- I think you're an exceptional, powerful woman.

And I like that.

- I like that too.

- So let me be that guy for you.

Even Oprah needs a Stedman.

- I don't need a Stedman, okay?

I need a contractor and an architect.

- Why are you do afraid of commitment?

- Do you see the size of this land I'm buying?

That is commitment for your ass!

- Listen, Veronica,

whatever you want to accomplish,

I have your back. I want to have your back.

- That's sweet, but I got my back.

I got me.

However, you can cover my front.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Mm-hmm! [chuckles]

- Hey! Yes, yes!

That's the fuck I'm talking about!

Let's go!

Yes, thank you.

Yes, thank you. Thank you!

Yes, Kiki!

Yes, yes, yes.

Wait a minute, you're about to make it rain up in here?

- Relax, it's only $276.

It's gonna be more like a light drizzle.

Whoo!

- Let me get some! Let me get some!

Over here. Thank you.

Here you go.

♪ She start twerking when she hear a song ♪

♪ The stripper pole her income ♪

♪ We get trippy and then some, so nasty when she rolling ♪

♪ She put that ass off in my hands, I remote control it ♪

♪ She give me dome when the roof gone ♪

♪ At the KOD, she live with me ♪

♪ She got friends bring three, I got drugs I got drinks ♪

♪ Bend it over Juicy J gone poke it like wet paint ♪

♪ You say no to ratchet pussy, Juicy J can't ♪

[cell phone vibrates]

♪ They're showing racks, I'm throwing racks ♪

- Hello?

- The roof is leaking. I need to get it fixed.

The man said $25,000.

- Uh, what man?

- The man that's gonna fix my roof.

It's a good estimate.

I hate to burden you with...

- No, mama, I'll take care of it.

- Thank you. You're a good son.

- ♪ I'm just popping bands ♪

- All right. Time to clock out, ladies.

All right, I think we done here.

That'll be enough.

Thank you, ladies. Help me!

- I'm sorry. I love you.

- Hey, put the-- put the liquor back!

Hurry up! I've got to buy my mama a roof!

Nigga, grab the money!

- Why are we doing this? - Just grab the money, nigga!

I got no job, she ain't got no goddamn roof.

There's a lot going on.

- You are bossed up all through this article, Layne.

- I know.

Monica really had me feel like a baller,

like Bobby Axelrod.

- Who?

Bobby, from Axe Cap on "Billions."

- Girl, I don't watch that shit.

Well, excuse me for trying to elevate

you heifers' TV palates.

- You're excused.

- Yo yo, Vos s 'gut mentsh.

- Bless you!

- No, that's Yiddish for "What up, my good people?"

- And why are you all Kosher all of a sudden?

- Because that bar mitzvah I DJ'd the other night

I cleaned up.

I made over $1,500 just in tips!

- Wow! That is really cool!

- Damn right.

I'm doing another bar mitzvah tonight.

It's gonna be huge!

The Osterman's are dropping serious gelt.

- Gelt?

- Money.

And they said I can invite my peeps and Kumen hobnshpas.

- Okay. - Oh.

- Hey, the fuck Vince talking about?

- I don't know.

[laughter]

- What I'm saying is come check out your boy.

- All right. I'm down.

- Me too!

- And I propose a toast.

Okay, Layne is a shop owner

and a political voice for Little Five Points

and all that good shit.

You know, Tracey, your cooking show

is blowing up in all its naturalness,

and to Vince, for finally getting a respectable job.

- I'll take that. - Oh, no!

- Just take that.

To bigger and better things.

- Uh, we should wait on Deon. - Yeah, where he at?

- I texted him earlier to see when he was coming through,

but he didn't hit be back yet.

- Well, that's not like his cheap ass

to blow off some free food.

- I just tried and it went straight to voicemail.

- Layne, have you heard from him?

- Fuck that motherfucker.

No, I--I haven't heard from him.

Not sure what's going on.

- So can we get these scrambled, Trace?

- That was an answer to Fischer,

and that handled that beautifully...

[cell phone vibrates]

Clelin Ferrell in the back field.

- [sighs]

- He's known as a pass rusher.

But I'm waiting--I'm waiting to see why he's so--

[text chime]

Did the guard pulling around Sutherland has no chance

to be able to come around and pick him up

because he didn't hesitate?

[keys clacking]

But I think he's really grown

to be able to be a complete defensive end at his size.

Look how much bigger he is than he was a year ago.

- [sighs] Mmm, mmm, mmm.

Not these, baby child.

My corns will be on fire. Flats it is.

[cell phone vibrates]

Hello?

- Tracey, it's Nick.

- Nick, I didn't think I would be hearing from you

after I had to put hands on Keisha's ass.

- Well, that turned out to be a gift from the viral gods.

Someone uploaded the footage and the reaction's been crazy.

- Well, you know what?

I think it's real cute that you think that

two black women fighting on the internet is entertaining.

See this is why don't really-- - Tracey.

Social media has lit up.

They support you for confronting Keisha.

- They do? - Yeah.

So much so we want you back on the show.

Tell your side of the story.

You know I was thinking-- - Nick.

I'm--I'm gonna pass. - You sure?

- Yeah.

I'm just in a really good space with my cooking show.

- On YouTube. - Yeah, on YouTube.

I know it's not a network, but it's mine.

It's all mine, no one else's.

I control my story.

- Okay, uh, if you change your mind...

- I won't.

Asshole.

- ♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

- Yo! It's about time.

Y'all late. Let me guess...

both: Layne. - Traffic!

- Glad y'all made it though. I got it lit up in here.

- Lit at a bar mitzvah?

- ♪ You can find me in the club ♪

♪ Bottle full of bub ♪

♪ Look mami, I got the X if you into taking drugs ♪

♪ I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love ♪

- Hey, hello. - Hey.

- This shit is crazy.

- Why? Because they love me?

- All you need now is a yamaca.

- I left it at the DJ booth. My head was hot.

- Gut-shabes!

- Hey, shalom! - You're killing it, man.

- Thank you. Thank you, thank you.

All right, y'all. Grab a little bite.

I'm gonna go do my thing, all right?

- Yeah. - Okay. Bye, Vince

- You do that. - Yo, Ezra, what's up?

- What's up, y'all?

Oh, you're never gonna guess where I'm into today,

but, uh, I will tell you what's in the near future.

Diabetes, baby!

I'm at Flourish in Buckhead at a bomb-ass bar mitzvah.

- Bomb bar mitzvah? Isn't that, like, blasphemous?

- Girl, there is a bartender over there.

Thank you, Jesus!

- Okay, also blasphemous. Jesus is not a thing here!

- What's up, y'all!

Ooh, you're never gonna guess what I'm up to today.

but I will tell you what's in the near future.

Diabetes, baby!

- ♪ They're something like a hater, man ♪

♪ Talking bad about a playa ♪

♪ As if I'm not gonna see ya later man ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, Oh, yeah ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, Oh, yeah ♪

- Really?

- I think your cousin has found his new calling.

- If his new calling his banging Jewish moms.

- Well, I did tell him to go where they want him.

- Well, that was a solid plan, I guess.

- For real. Look at him,

out here winning.

- ♪ It takes two to make it out of sight ♪

- Oh, there's Deon!

Now he can come and see his boy in all his glory.

- Glad he made it. Hey, where you been?

Why you been acting all funny? - I know, right?

One more day and I was coming to bust down your door.

- [chuckles] I'm cool.

It's just--just had some...

- Things? - Yeah, I'm good now.

- You are gorgeous. I would love to dance with you.

- Oh, what's your name, honey?

- I'm Joshua. - Oh, okay.

Well, Joshua, Layne would love to dance.

- Y--yes, yes.

Joshua, I would love to dance with you.

[chuckles] Oh, all right.

[Veronica and Tracey chuckle]

♪ What a bam bam ♪

♪ Bam bam dilla, bam bam ♪

♪ Bam bam dilla, bam bam ♪

♪ Ey-oh, a me say wanna to bam bam ♪

- Shake that thing for him, Layne!

♪ Bam bam, tell 'em, tell 'em ♪

♪ Me born and me grow in a Princeton 6 ♪

- All right, y'all, you know what time it is?

I need everyone to gather around Benjamin!

Here we go!

["Hava Nagila" plays]

♪ ♪

[cheers]

♪ ♪

[cheers]

♪ ♪

- ♪ Where would I be without my baby? ♪

♪ The thought alone might break me ♪

♪ And I don't wanna go crazy ♪

- [laughs] - There you go!

Here you go being inappropriate.

- Girl, we got on tight dresses

in a 13-year-old's birthday party.

How is that appropriate?

- Okay, all right. Good point.

- Get it. Go ahead, girl.

You might as well.

- ♪ Baby, when you cry, who wipes your tears? ♪

♪ When you're scared who's telling you ♪

♪ There's nothing to fear ♪

♪ Girl, I'll always be there ♪

♪ When you need a shoulder to lean on ♪

♪ Never hesitate knowing you can call on your soul mate ♪

♪ And vice versa, that's why I be the first to ♪

- So we need to talk.

- Do we?

Listen, I was just stressing over the job.

And I--I think I got mad 'cause deep down,

I knew you were right.

My job should've never been the be all end all.

I just spent so much time killing myself

trying to fit in, move up and shit.

My future shouldn't depend on them assholes.

They can fire me, demote me, not promote me

whenever they feel like it.

And you've been trying to tell me that that's not freedom.

[chuckles]

After I read your article, it's like--

like I finally got it.

And now I feel good about quitting my job.

- So you're gonna quit?

- I already did.

I am super proud of you.

All that you've accomplished,

how you stepped out on faith

no matter how scary that might've been.

You really, really inspire me, Layne.

And I haven't been inspired in a long time.

- ♪ What's love? ♪

- Fuck you.

- ♪ What's love? ♪

♪ It's about us ♪

- Layne!

- ♪ What's love? ♪

- What is wrong with you? - Why are you following me?

- Because you're running from me.

What is wrong with you? - What's the matter with you?

What are you doing? What is this?

You and all this--

oh, you wanna be friends one minute,

and then the next minute,

you're looking at me with those eyes

and then you're saying that, I inspire you,

and you're so proud of me.

- Because I love you!

I'm sorry for the back and forth

and playing with your emotions,

but I want to be with you, Layne.

- ♪ Cause the roof is chillin' ♪

♪ It's on fire and you lookin' good for the gettin' ♪

- No, no. Deon, I'm--no.

I--I can't-- I can't keep doing this.

I'm not gonna do it anymore, okay?

I just want things to be back the way they were with us.

- Is that what you want? Do you?

- ♪ You say you got a man and you're in love ♪

- Do you?

- ♪ After the party, just me and you ♪

♪ Could just slide for a few and she could come too ♪

- ♪ What's love? ♪

- ♪ I got a sick reputation for handling broads ♪

♪ All I need is me a few seconds or more ♪

♪ And in my rap, tell valet to bring my 'lac ♪

♪ And I ain't coming back ♪

♪ So you can put a car right there ♪

♪ I'm the truth and I ain't got nothin' to prove ♪

♪ And you can ask anybody 'Cause they seen me do it ♪

♪ Barricades, I run right through 'em ♪

♪ I'm used to 'em ♪

♪ Throw all the dirt you want, it's no use ♪

♪ You still won't have a pinup in a fabulous room ♪

- Just like that! [moaning]

[both moan, slapping]

- Here I come, baby.

Oh! Oh!

- Yes, one--okay. Yeah, smile.

Yeah, that's good.

And boom!

- Hey, hey!

- Oh, well, sir, let me tell you.

I had a blast at a bar mitzvah.

That's a first. - Also a first.

You're leaving a party and not getting chose.

- Listen, I chose not to be chosen.

I don't none of these Jewish mamas

coming after me for taking their man.

- Oh, don't even worry about it.

They too busy trying to holla at me to notice.

Hey, cutie.

- Facts. - True.

And I hope they're paying you well

and not in sexual favors.

- Oh, you're right. I forgot to check the check.

Bam!

- Damn!

- Hold on, let me look at this!

- Please do. - Where's my cut?

- I paid you in kind services helping you go viral.

- Mm-hmm.

- Hey! Hey!

- Where y'all been?

- Um, the dessert table. It's sinful over there.

- ♪ Baby, tell me how you like it ♪

- Yeah, oh, Vince, uh, congrats on your party.

You nailed it. - Oh, thank you.

- Yeah, check out the bank he made.

- Look at this. - Oh, shit!

From one night, dog? - From one night, dog.

- Wow. - All right, that's it.

Time for me to clean all this shit up

and get prepared for the next big event.

I'll take that. Thank you. - Well, it looks like you,

you know, can afford an assistant.

I got helping hands. - Oh, well, come through then.

- I mean, I can help too.

- I should help Deon. - Mm-mmm. Mm-mmm.

All right, bitch, talk. - What?

- What is going on with you and Deon?

I have not seen you look at him like that since college.

- Tracey Davis? - Yes?

- Are you Tracey Davis? - Yes, I'm Tracey Davis.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. What's up?

- Your under arrest, Miss Davis,

for the assault of Keisha Barnes.

- What? No! - For what?

- Assault and battery on a TV show, apparently, okay?

Let's go. - Oh, them bitches!

- What is happening? - Don't trip, Tracey!

We're gonna follow you to the precinct!

- Are you Layne Roberts? - Wait, what?

- Veronica Yates? - Wait, what?

- Put your hands behind your back.

- What is happening? - Yo, that's my cousin.

- Stop it. What--

what kind of night is this?

- Officer Brady, if you had a better woman in your life,

you would not be acting like this.

- I see you. I see you.

- This isn't even a jail outfit.

Would you wear this outfit to jail?

- Hey y'all, I got you on Monday when I cash this.

Banks is closed.

- This isn't even safe! These seatbelts don't work!

I don't need to be safe 'cause I'm going to jail?

- Layne, we'll figure something out!

- This don't make no type of sense.

There's people out there trying to sell crack to toddlers,

and y'all really gonna waste my time to try to arrest me?

- I mean, is this, like, going to a registry?

[sniffles] Oh!

- You can try to take my freedom,

but you can't control my mouth.

That's one thing you can't control, it's--

- You wanna do it again? How's--how's this?

Ask me "do I love you?" Go ahead, ask me.

- Do you love me? - Yes.

- We don't really only get one phone call, right?

Because what if I get voicemail?

- Whose voicemail? Who you calling?

- I don't know, but not my mom, because she will, like, die.

So I can't just--

- The one phone call thing is a myth, baby.

- S--sure is taking a long time.

- I see.

- Where's your sassy mouth when we need it?

- It's shut.

I might be crazy, but I'm not stupid.

It's good. Oh, you good.

Go ahead. Take your time.

- Some soft-ass reality show bitch

probably cat fighting, you know?

- What, is she talking about me?

- Yeah, I'm talking about you.

- Oh. Okay, that's good.

That's--that's totally okay. I'm fine with it.

- All right, bye.

- You--I got some minutes I can spare.

Keith! Hey, hey, uh, so, long story.

I'm--I'm at Fulton County Jail.

Oh, oh, I didn't--I didn't know you worked on Saturdays.

Hey Kam, hey. Hey, boo.

I'm a bind.

Now long you been in New York?

Since when did you start going to church?

He won't answer.

He probably got it on Do Not Disturb.

His wife?

Okay, hello?

- Okay, fine. I'll do it.

Just get me out of here.

- I--I can't call Deon. He doesn't have a job.

And he has everybody's hands in his pockets

including his mom's.

And you know, I can't ask him to borrow money.

I'd be, like, a really selfish asshole

asking him to borrow money.

Money that I can't even pay back right now.

- I'll kill you bitch! - Fuck that shit.

- [snoring]

- Maybe she's just sleep deprived.

- Who are you talking to?

- Excuse me.

Um, could I have a pillow

or perhaps if you have two, two pillows?

- Oh, you want a pillow? - Yes.

- Hey, Barb. - Yeah.

- What's the wait on a couple of pillows?

- Mmm, let's see.

Tomorrow, after they ass see a judge

or get put in a jail cell.

It depends on their luck,

both: Tomorrow?

- Are you serious? - Tomorrow?

- [shushing]

Just shut up and get comfortable.

- My girl. I knew you'd call.

- Mm-hmm.

[camera shutters clicking]

Tracey Davis out the pit, y'all!

Tracey Davis fresh out the pit! I love you!

- Hey, out of the way! Out of the way!

- Scorpio420, that's you, girl! I'm gonna follow you, okay?

I love you. I love you.

Thank you for supporting me. Thank y'all!

I love y'all!

[crowd clamoring]

[Jessie Reyez and 6LACK's "Imported" plays]

♪ ♪

♪ Hi, my name is not important ♪

♪ I'm not from here, I'm imported ♪

♪ I drink liquor like it's water ♪

♪ Hope my liver can afford it ♪

♪ I've been lyin' here with ♪

♪ I've been lyin' here, I'll be lyin' here ♪

♪ I'm under the covers like, what happened here ♪

♪ Ain't nothing sacred ♪

♪ Shit that got me fucked up is ♪

♪ I know that dude just saw me naked ♪

♪ Nursing a broken heart ♪

♪ But who'd've thought it'd take me ages? ♪

♪ I ended up here 'cause my girl said ♪

♪ "Fake it till you make it" ♪

♪ You, you're in love with somebody else ♪

- ♪ You're in love with somebody else ♪

- ♪ Maybe I could offer some help ♪

- ♪ Maybe I could offer some help ♪

- ♪ Get over them by gettin' under me ♪

- ♪ You're gonna see, yeah ♪

♪ Hi, my name is fuck it ♪

♪ 'Cause my name is not important ♪

♪ I'm not from here, I'm imported ♪

♪ Can't you tell? My voice distorted ♪

♪ You important, I'm important ♪

♪ Make a movie, let's record it ♪

♪ Came a long way from a Honda ♪

♪ Tryna fuck you in some Porsches, baby ♪

♪ You, you're in love with somebody else ♪

- ♪ You're in love with somebody else ♪

- ♪ Maybe I could offer some help ♪

- ♪ Maybe I could offer some help ♪

- ♪ He brought you down, now climb on top of me ♪

- Fuck.

[jingle]

♪ Sometimes, I get messy ♪

♪ You can be my biggest secret ♪

♪ I ain't sliding if you're with him ♪

♪ Baby, you gonna have to leave him ♪

♪ I got morals on Sundays ♪

♪ Sometimes on Wednesdays ♪

♪ Really, it depends ♪

♪ But you, you're in love with somebody else ♪

♪ Maybe I could offer some help ♪