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The bag.

Definition one, slang.

Money, wealth,

or significant prize or objective,

often referring to financial gain or success,

as in "the bag."

Can also denote something that has been

successfully obtained, taken, or secured.

The bag.

Super.

♪ If they could see me now ♪

♪ That little gang of mine ♪

♪ I'm eatin' fancy chow and drinkin' fancy wine ♪

♪ I'd like those stumble bums To see for a fact ♪

♪ The kind of top-drawer first-rate chums I attract ♪

♪ All I can say is "Wow-ee!" ♪

♪ Look-a where I am ♪

♪ Tonight I landed, POW! ♪

♪ Right in a pot of jam ♪

♪ And what a setup Holy cow! ♪

♪ They'll never believe me ♪

♪ If my friends could see me now! ♪

♪ If they could see me now My little dusty group ♪

♪ Traipsin' round this million dollar chicken coop ♪

♪ I'd hear those thrift shop cats say ♪

♪ Brother, get him! ♪

♪ Draped on a bedspread made from three kinds of skin! ♪

♪ All I can say is wow! Wait till the riff and raff ♪

♪ See just exactly how She signed her autograph ♪

♪ What a build up, holy cow! ♪

♪ They'll never believe me ♪

♪ If my friends could see me now! ♪

♪ If they could see me now Alone with Mrs. V ♪

♪ Who's waitin' on me like she was a maitre'd ♪

♪ I hear my buddies sayin' Wow! What gives? ♪

♪ Tonight he's living just like the other half lives! ♪

♪ To think the highest brow ♪

♪ Which I must say is she Should pick the lowest brow ♪

♪ Which there's no doubt is me ♪

♪ What a step up. Wow! Holy cow! ♪

♪ They'll never believe it ♪

♪ If my friends could see me ♪

♪ If my friends could see me ♪

♪ If my friends could see me now! ♪

♪ Take a look at me now! ♪

♪ Take a look at me now! ♪

Hello?

Whatever it is, just leave it.

Grab it later.

Good morning.

Looks like somebody had a late night.

Who the fuck are you?

This is my husband's apartment.

He's been dead over a year.

It's time to leave.

Wait, uh...

No.

No, he said... He said I could have it.

Okay, bitch, I don't care what your arrangement was with him.

It's over now, okay? He's fucking dead. Let's go.

No, he promised.

I spoke to his, um, business manager, Mark Lake,

-a week ago. -Oh, Mark?

I fired Mark yesterday.

I'm sorry. Were you fucking him, too?

What? No, no.

Nothing happened with us, honestly.

I was in a bad spot.

Your husband looked out for me.

He was just a really good friend.

Friend?

You were friends?

Uh-huh. What's my fucking daughter's name?

When's his birthday?

Do you think I'm a fucking idiot?

Let me give you a little bit of advice, okay?

Nobody cares who you walk in with,

but everybody clocks who you leave with.

Do you actually think I had no idea what was going on?

I saw you at the funeral.

Jesus Christ, how long have you lived here?

You know what? I don't give a fuck. Get out.

Oh, a Birkin.

Jesus, look at this view.

He must have really liked you.

Oh, my God.

It's so nice.

I might actually keep it.

Let's go. Get dressed. Let's go.

I can't just leave like this.

I've got to pack.

I've got to make plans.

I don't give a fuck.

I already told the building manager

to get your shit out of here.

Emmy.

Best Supporting Actress.

The Red Eye, Misty Green.

Is that you?

Yeah.

That show after Scandal?

Mm-hmm.

Oh, my God.

I remember you. Oh, my God.

I remember you.

You were the Black one.

You're really good.

Thank you.

Didn't you used to date...

Mm-hmm.

Oh, my God. Wow.

Whoa, you fucked up.

You should have locked that one down.

What's this?

Uh, something I'm auditioning for.

You know your lines?

A little bit.

They still make you audition?

Mm-hmm.

Slate.

Huh?

Slate.

Misty Green, reading for Fresh.

"Yo, why are you still with James?"

Come on, bitch. "Yo, why are you still with James?"

You know why, Fresh.

"Why?"

Because he got a lot of drugs.

And I like them.

Happy now?

-That's not it. -It's not?

I mean, it's close,

but you got to study that shit.

You know what?

I'm feeling a little generous.

I'll give you a week to get your stuff together.

Thank you.

-Okay, one week. -One week.

Mm-hmm.

Memorize your lines.

She just came in the apartment?

She had a key.

It's her apartment.

Oh, my God!

I knew some shit like this was gonna happen.

When do you have to move?

She gave me a week.

Okay, that's not impossible.

Find a new place.

It's damn near impossible. I'm broke.

How are you broke?

He was paying your rent. He was giving you a monthly.

I fucked up, okay?

It's not just me, though. I got my brother.

I don't know what I'm gonna do.

I'm looking at places,

but everything is just so expensive.

You'll book something.

Shonda's got a show.

You know I don't fuck with Shonda.

Amazing. You're in a one-sided beef with Shonda.

Oh, my God.

They're doing the new Dreamgirls.

Kim Paul's doing that.

She can't sing at all.

There are other parts.

I'm Deena, bitch.

If I'm not Deena, I'm not doing it.

Okay, I think Deena's going to be living out of a car

if she doesn't change her attitude.

Why don't you call Kevin? He's got a movie.

Fuck Kevin.

How are you not friends with any of your exes?

Because I don't want to be.

He wanted a wife.

I'm nobody's wife.

I wake up when I want to wake up.

I sleep when I want to sleep.

I get high when I want to get high.

And I fuck when I want to fuck.

-"I fuck when I want to fuck." -Hm.

I didn't know you were a Lil Wayne song.

That's so cool.

I would tell you to stay with me,

but Brad's basically there every night.

I'm trying to close this deal.

I don't have a problem being a wife.

Mm-hmm.

That's because you've been together five years,

and you've been faithful for one.

We were, like, mostly open.

Look who's talking.

You stayed with me when your dad

cut you off for fucking Miles.

Okay, that's not exactly what happened.

Daddy didn't like Miles because Miles was poor,

and he happened to be Black, so he cut me off.

He did the same thing to my sister,

and then she married Frank,

and Daddy gave her her savings,

and now she gets to live in yoga pants.

I'm just trying to get my savings.

Bitch, you like Black dick

way more than you like yoga pants.

-You chill out. -Black dick!

-This bitch loves Black dick! -Oh, my God.

I could actually murder you.

Quit calling your trust fund savings.

Who saved the money, your great-grandfather?

Is he single?

Yeah, you're too old for him.

Fuck you.

I don't make the rules.

He's rich. He's got options.

Seriously, how are you broke?

Fucked up, okay?

Police are still investigating

a carjacking that resulted in the shooting death

of USC student Martha Hayman.

Her boyfriend, USC quarterback Ethan Radley,

also suffered gunshot wounds but is in stable condition.

Don't forget to breathe. That's it.

And now, we're gonna punch the floor.

Today in Los Angeles,

it's a beautiful sunny 78-degree day.

Excuse me, I think these are yours.

Thank you.

Misty.

Jordan.

Jordan Green, same name as your brother.

You never remember me.

I do.

Misty.

How's it going?

Pretty good.

When did you move in the building?

-Uh, here? -Hm.

Oh, please. I can't afford this place.

I'm in town prepping a movie.

The studio put me here.

What are you shooting?

Uh, okay.

I'm going to say it, but don't judge.

Dreamgirls?

-You're doing the reboot? -Hm.

You guys are really brave to not use a singer.

She can sing.

Is it even a musical anymore?

Yes, Miss Badu.

It's still a musical.

Well, I know a little about music,

and some people think I sing good for a singer.

I actually brought your name up to Rhonda.

You telling me you fired me from Cinderella?

You know what?

I don't even remember any of that.

That was like a fucking decade ago.

I think one of the producers saw you

singing at the Roosevelt the other night.

He liked it, but you definitely incite a reaction.

Hopefully a good one.

Could you help me with this?

Yeah, sure.

Thanks.

Wow.

This is incredible.

Come on, you're basically

in the same place.

Yeah, but you got the ocean view.

I got the dumpster view.

You know, at night, I can hear the homeless

going through the trash.

It's real sad.

Hmm. That's L.A.

How long you been here?

About four years.

Thinking about moving.

Really?

Mm-hmm.

Just need a change of scenery.

I don't know, something with a little more space.

You smoke?

Remember when you were a kid and used to dream about L.A.?

Mm-hmm.

Wow.

Now you're just here.

All the time.

Got parts of L.A. you love, parts you hate.

Where are you shooting Dreamgirls?

They got me in Vancouver. Ugh!

It's not that bad.

It's bad for Detroit.

It's fucking Dreamgirls.

Do you actually ever book anybody off a tape?

My last movie bombed so bad,

they don't let me cast anybody, really.

I like the thing you did with Nic Cage.

Yeah, you and Nic.

So what, this audition I'm about to do,

is it pointless?

You're telling me nobody looks at tapes?

Well, we look at tapes sometimes, you know.

If you're in an emergency, an actor gets sick,

an actor gets in an accident, you know.

Actress comes in coked out of her mind

and punches a wardrobe woman in the face.

You know you fucked me over that time, right?

You know who I saw today?

-Who? -Jordan Green.

-Remember him? -Whoa.

He's staying in the building.

He's directing the new Dreamgirls.

Oh, shit.

Wait, didn't he fire you off Cinderella?

I cast you.

And you punched this bitch in the face?

She hit me first.

For the record,

I quit due to creative differences.

Oh, okay.

No, I forgot those were

"creative differences" assault charges.

Was it okay? Was it friendly?

No, he's a fucking asshole.

Misty, I mean, the director

of Dreamgirls is in your building?

Like, you gotta work it.

Fuck him.

I wouldn't start there, but you could, like,

cook him something.

No, I'm not cooking him shit.

I don't like him.

He doesn't like me. Let's focus on something

I can actually get.

Esteban's looking for you.

Misty Green reading for the part of Nicole in Fresh.

Reading for the part of Nicole in Fr...

I hate this shit.

I don't like the way he looks at me.

I don't need no spic pimp motherfucker

looking at me like I'm no fucking queen.

Just a sorry-ass nigga ho.

I'm... Hey. Is that right?

Yeah, no, this is right. You're doing it right.

Oh, my God!

I hate this shit.

You're fine. You just hate all the politics.

Fucking auditions.

I'm too Black to be with Leo.

I'm not Black enough to be with Damson.

I'm not a nepo baby, and I'm not a Brit.

I don't even know why I'm making this tape.

Fucking Rhonda's casting it.

Oh, it's so awful.

It's so hard.

Let's just go again.

Let's get you a part, huh?

I have to go meet Brad's mom.

I know.

-That's serious wife shit. -Yeah.

That's when the real acting comes in.

I've got her convinced I love God.

I've got Brad convinced I love cum,

which is harder because cum is real.

-Better go, then. -Okay, are you sure?

Yeah, I got it.

I still have to edit, and I've got

a couple of cameos I have to make.

Have you found a place yet?

No.

Have you looked in the Valley?

I'm not living in the fucking Valley.

Shit, everyone in this city either has roommates

or they're racking up debt

that they're only gonna be able to pay off

if they become a fucking star.

Well, you are a star, Misty Green.

I am a fucking star.

I wish people would treat me like one.

Bye-bye, superstar.

Love you. Bye.

I don't need no spic pimp motherfucker

looking at me like I'm no fucking queen.

I don't need no spic pimp motherfucker.

I don't need no spic pimp motherfucker

looking at me like I'm no fucking...

He looks at me like I'm...

James, he looks at me like I'm...

Just a sorry-ass nigga ho.

James, he looks at me like I'm nothing,

so I'm down with James.

Uh-oh, my agent's calling me past 10:00. Did someone die?

No, but close.

Great news.

Meagan Good has the flu.

Actually, it's... pretty serious,

she's in the hospital.

Anyway, she can't read tomorrow, so they want you

in the room.

What the fuck?

I literally just made the tape.

Come on, man. I told you,

I don't have any cash on me.

I got nothing for you.

Yeah, it's good that you made a tape

in case they change their minds.

But as of right now, Rhonda wants you

in her office tomorrow morning, 11:00 a.m.

Fucking Rhonda.

Misty, let it go.

I wish you would have told me this earlier.

They just called me!

You're back in the room. It's a good thing.

Don't go out tonight.

Learn your lines.

And he got plenty of it.

You happy now?

'Cause the smack is dope.

And he got plenty of it.

You happy now?

'Cause the smack is dope.

'Cause the smack is fucking dope.

And he got plenty of it.

You happy now?

Happy now?

Don't go out tonight. Learn your lines.

Did you steal my Xanax?

Yeah, I did.

Mm-hmm.

What you got going on this weekend?

Well, it's my birthday, the 3rd.

Hm.

Hopefully working.

Why, what's up?

Um, I'm doing a pop-up in Dubai

the week of the Grand Prix.

Lewis Hamilton's racing.

Gaga might do something.

Leo's coming.

Remember I told you about Prince Kashif?

He's looking to invest in media.

Well, he asked me if I had any open-minded friends

who might want to fly over this weekend

and make a little extra cash.

Red Eye is still fucking huge over there.

Are you serious?

Yes.

Last month, I got a girl you know

200K for one night.

I know I could get you more.

No.

I don't get down like that.

-Why not? -Because I don't.

I mean, you do a little bit.

-No, I don't. -Yes, you do.

No, I fucking don't.

Can't believe you'd even think that.

Thought we were friends.

Friends?

We did one movie together six years ago.

What's my mother's name?

When's my birthday?

Come on, you know what this is, Misty.

The only reason why we do dinner is so I can say

I'm not paying for pussy

and you can say you're not fucking for coke.

Nobody's fucking for coke.

Yeah, but something tells me

if I invited you over for ice cream,

you would have had other plans.

Okay, whatever.

Molly here is definitely fucking for coke.

You're a fucking asshole.

Stop.

I already have your number.

Not this one.

Call me if you change your mind.

Okay.

Misty.

...the shooting death

of USC student Martha Hayman.

Police are looking for an African-American male,

6 feet tall, in his mid-to-late 30s.

Also, following breaking news

in Van Nuys, where federal agents were...

I thought you said I had a week.

Come on, Jay!

Come on, sis, it's me! It's me! It's me!

Shit, you scared the shit out of me.

You scared the shit out of me! I didn't know you was

coming home. It's 7:30.

So what?

Only two things open that late: Hospitals and legs.

Shut the fuck up.

Shut the fuck up.

No, Jay, Jay, no, please.

Please, please, please, put me down.

Put me down. Oh, my God.

It's a great picture. Where's this from?

Oh, no, no, I remember.

How'd you get out?

You haven't paid in three months.

They can't just throw you on the street.

They do it all the time. Have you seen L.A.?

I mean, so, what? They just...

They just released me this morning,

and Carol picked me up.

God is good.

Who the fuck is Carol?

She... She's my girl.

You have a girlfriend?

Where'd you meet her?

She works at the facility.

What, she's like a counselor or something?

Isn't that illegal?

She's good people, man.

We started going to church together.

Right?

But her daughter's there tonight.

Well, is she going to babysit you?

Because I can't right now.

Misty, I'm good.

I'm on my meds and I'm going to get a job.

Kevin said he'd hook me up with a production job, man.

You guys still talk?

No.

How many times have I told you, don't call Kevin?

I needed the job, so.

Still, I don't call your exes.

If they worked in movies, you would.

-Is Carol real? -Hm?

Turn that shit off.

Turn it off.

Don't disrespect Kris. What the fuck?

Is Carol real?

What you talking about?

We're not just gonna sit here and pretend you just

came home from school, okay?

Is Carol real?

Yes, she's real.

All right, well, I can't wait to meet her.

You better be on your meds.

I don't have time for your bullshit.

I'm taking my meds. I'm also taking my meds to

make my meds work, like...

All right.

Yeah? Look, I got something for you. Hold on.

Oh, my God!

What the fuck is that?

Shit. Oh, Jay!

You should have seen your face.

It's not funny.

That shit's funny.

I need to sleep.

I've got an audition in a couple hours.

All right, cool.

You'll sleep on the couch. Sheets in the closet.

Hey. I'm here for the Fresh audition?

Name?

Misty Green.

I love your work.

Red Eye was my mom's favorite show growing up, so.

Thanks. That's sweet.

Is that a Birkin?

Hm?

-The bag. -Yeah, it is.

Wow, it's nice.

It's so crazy.

We're both auditioning for the same role.

Um, look, I don't do this a lot.

I, like, never do this,

but can I get a picture with you?

For my mom.

-Right now? -Mm-hmm.

Uh, okay, sure.

Okay. Okay.

Thank you.

I've seen you on something, right?

Um, yeah, I did a guest star on This Is Us.

Um, three episodes of the new Baywatch reboot,

but my boobs aren't very big.

And, uh, I just got told

that I am now reoccurring guest star on Hot Cup, so...

-Good for you. -Thank you. Yeah.

These aren't my sides.

Oh, thank you.

Wait, did you say you were reading for Nicole?

Mm-hmm. Nicole.

How come those sides are different?

Oh, these are the old sides.

Yeah, they emailed the new ones last night.

Didn't you get them?

Can I get the new sides, please?

You didn't get them last night?

No, I'm having problems with my WiFi.

Misty, we're ready for you now.

Now? Like, right now?

Yeah.

Um, can somebody else go before me?

-You sure? -Yeah.

I just need, like, ten minutes.

Um, where's the restroom?

Down the hall.

Thank you.

Hiya. Bella Showfields.

Sorry. That's... That's... That's the way it's gotta be.

I'm sorry, that's...

I'm sorry, Michael, that's the way it's gotta be.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Michael, that's the way it's gotta be.

Oh, if it isn't Misty Green.

Hi, Rhonda.

Good to see you, Misty.

Good to see you, too.

Um, is it okay if I stand?

No, Meagan got the flu. Remember?

Yes. Oh, God, that's too bad.

Shit, Meagan?

-Remember? -Oh.

Um...

Sorry about that.

We're two weeks out from Dreamgirls,

and I'm still trying to get some of these deals done.

How's Naomi doing? You guys stay in touch?

Yeah, she's great.

Oh, shit, that's where I fucking know you from.

Okay, all right, from Red Eye.

She was on Red Eye, yeah. I was just

-watching that on the plane. -Yeah.

You were fucking great in that.

Hey, actually, can we check on Naomi's availability?

Yeah, I was thinking that, too.

Yeah, she'd be fucking great.

Uh, Misty, you got the new sides, right?

Actually, no, I didn't.

I just got them a few minutes ago.

Um, I'm having problems

-with my WiFi. -Hm.

Is there any way that I could read the old scene?

So you don't know the scene?

No, I know it, like a little.

I just know the other one better,

so I think let's just do that, you know?

Does anyone have a problem

with Misty Green being the only person

reading the old sides?

Because apparently she's the only person with bad WiFi.

Do we even have the old sides?

-Yes. Yeah, I got them. Mm-hm. -The old one? Okay.

Okay.

All right, are we ready?

Speeding.

All right, whenever you're ready.

-Yo. -Hold on.

Okay.

Yo, why you still with James?

You know why, Fresh.

Why?

Because his smack is the dope

and he got plenty of it.

Happy now?

Wait, I'm sorry, Misty. Hold on a second.

-Yeah, what? -Are you mixed?

Excuse me, what?

What, is that not the right term? What is it?

What is it, biracial? It's biracial.

Fuck, I'm sorry. Are you biracial?

Yeah, I am. Why?

No, I'm sorry. No reason. I was just curious.

Do you need a second?

No, I'm good.

Still rolling.

Yeah, okay.

Yo, why you still with James?

You know why, Fresh.

Why?

Because his smack is the dope and he got plenty of it.

You happy now?

Why you don't go to Esteban, then?

I don't like the way he looks at me.

I don't need no spic pimp motherfucker looking at me

like I'm no fucking queen.

Just a sorry-ass nigga ho.

James, he looks at me like I'm nothing, so I'm...

Hi!

I'm sorry.

I was in a fitting

and thought I'd pop in.

Deena is in the house! Hi, baby. How are you?

How are the vocal lessons going?

It's so hard.

She's kicking my ass. Just the warm-ups alone?

Yeah, yeah, it should.

Sorry, do you mind if we get back to this?

Hold on a sec. Ace?

Oh, shit.

Misty Green. Oh, wow!

Rhonda, why are you reading Misty Green?

Just give her the part. My God.

My dad loves The Red Eye.

He wore the uniform last week on the show.

-Oh. Tell him thanks. -Yeah!

Oh, were you guys still going?

Yeah, we were.

No, no, no, no. We're about to finish.

-No, we're wrapped up. -Okay.

Actually, I would like to do it again.

No, we're good.

We're pretty much done, so it's fine.

Okay.

Yeah, thanks so much for coming.

No, actually, I would like to do it again.

Did you get the new draft?

Thanks for coming, Misty, it was good to see you.

I would like to do it again. I didn't get to finish it.

Thanks so, so much, Misty, for coming.

It was really great to see you.

Hello! I would like to finish my audition

if it isn't too much trouble. All right?

Okay. Go for it.

I don't like the way he looks at me.

I don't need no spic pimp motherfucker looking at me

like I'm no fucking queen.

Just a sorry-ass nigga ho.

James, he looks at me like I'm nothing,

so I'm down with James.

You ain't nothing.

Michael, fuck off, all right?

Don't Aunt Frances think you ain't nothing?

She think you something.

Aunt Frances is a fucking saint.

Aunt Frances loves every damn dog

in the street the same she loves me.

Ain't no shit to be loved by no fucking saint.

Thank you.

Man...

Holy shit!

She can still act!

That's our fucking person right there.

I don't know if she's worth the trouble.

If we cast her, we might have a Sam problem.

She's not fucking Sam, is she?

-No! -She had, like, what?

She had, like, three lines in Shaft?

And she's fucking Sam's bodyguard, Courtney.

Yeah. Courtney is married, okay?

And Courtney's wife just happens

to be friends with Sam's wife, LaTanya.

So LaTanya knew that Misty

was fucking her friend's husband.

So LaTanya doesn't like Misty.

Ladies and gentlemen, what is the first rule of showbiz?

Work the wives.

Okay, who's next? Is my salad here?

I said, don't go to drinks with her.

I said, bring a friend.

Long story short, he's not allowed on the lot anymore.

Randy, can I talk to you?

Oh, Misty!

Who are you meeting here?

You.

I already told you, I don't have any cash.

No cash. No ten go dinero.

Don't talk to him like that.

You're right. You know, I'm the one who should

look at myself in the mirror. What the fuck, Misty?

That was insane.

You can't just walk into a meeting

and yank me out of it.

I've got a lot of problems right now, Randy.

I need money. You've got to get me something, okay?

What happened with Rhonda?

She called and said you didn't know your lines?

How come when I get the part, you got it for me,

when I don't get the part, it's my fault?

-Okay. -Fuck Rhonda.

Can't believe she made me read for that little part.

Do I look like I can play the mother of a 16-year-old?

Come on.

Shut the fuck up, Randy.

I need you to do your fucking job, all right?

What are you talking about? I do my job, okay? Look.

You're not exactly an unknown, Misty.

Is Hollywood sexist? Yep.

Is it racist? Fuck yeah, it is.

But don't act like you never had a shot.

Misty Green,

testing for Devil Wears Prada.

I think I could do a good job as your assistant.

I came to New York to be a journalist

and I sent letters out everywhere and finally got

a call from Elias-Clarke

and met with Sherry up in Human Resources.

Your nose.

Your nose.

-David. What did I say? -Okay, let's cut.

I do my job, okay? I got you in the room.

But when you go full Britney on them,

they go in a different direction.

I had food poisoning.

Of the nose?

Why are you talking to me like this?

Misty, when you fuck it up,

you're not the only one who gets fucked over.

Okay, yes, I'm your agent, but...

I mean, I also have my own career.

I need a fucking job, Randy.

I don't even know if I can get you on

Law & Order right now.

Maybe if you took something small.

Do I look like I'm about to take something small?

Come on!

Misty, literally what you're doing right now.

This is the issue.

Okay. I... I'm sorry.

Just sorry that I have been a bad client

and people don't like me.

What are you doing?

Nothing. I just like...

Do you still have that place? In Malibu.

Are you out of your fucking mind?

They're doing construction on my place.

Sylvia.

I just need somewhere to stay.

Can I get you in here for a moment? Thank you.

I just need somewhere to stay.

They're doing construction on my place.

Sylvia, can I get you in here for a sec?

I need...

You act like we've never fucked before.

Actually, we're good. Thank you, Sylvia. Thank you.

Are you, like, a crazy person?

That was one time. It was 15 years ago.

I wasn't even married yet.

You were married! You were married!

Okay, it was before I had kids.

She was pregnant!

I get it. It's tough out there.

You're in a rough spot.

I'm sorry.

But I need you to go.

Sorry to interrupt,

you have a two o'clock at Paramount.

Great, thank you.

Misty, do you need validation?

USC quarterback Ethan Radley,

also suffered gunshot wounds but is in stable condition.

We were sitting at the light.

Next thing I know, this guy pulls a gun

and he starts shooting.

He's being described as

a Black man who's thin and tall,

wearing a dark hoodie, sunglasses...

Shh.

Good evening. License and registration.

♪ I want you to notice ♪

♪ When I'm not around ♪

♪ You're so fucking special ♪

♪ I wish I was special ♪

Hey.

-Sorry I'm late. -It's okay.

The cops pulled me over again.

They're basically stopping every brother in L.A.

Really? Well, thank God you were incapacitated

when that happened.

Yeah, yeah, me and 45 other schizophrenics.

Not the best character witnesses.

♪ What the hell am I doing here? ♪

♪ I don't belong here ♪

♪ Oh-oh ♪

♪ She's running out the door ♪

♪ Oh-oh ♪

♪ She's running out the door ♪

♪ Whatever makes you happy ♪

♪ Whatever you want ♪

♪ I wish I was special ♪

♪ You're so fucking special ♪

What most people don't understand is

that the most popular shows

in the history of television have always been family shows.

The Cosbys, The Bradys, the All in the Families.

So, of course, in the era of reality TV shows,

it's a family show.

It just so happens to be The Kardashians.

I mean, you can hate on them all you want,

but they're a family.

Kris is a genius, like...

Whoa, genius. Genius feels like a bit of a strong word.

Maybe like genius like the guy who made Uber,

but not like Oppenheimer genius.

You know what show I love?

Um, I love America's Got Talent.

I just... I don't know how they find so many people

every week with so much talent.

Last week, I'm watching this young...

Oh!

What? Is everything okay?

This place is disgusting.

-What are you talking about? -They gotta clean up

their kitchen, man. Look what I found in my food.

Look, look, look. Look, look.

Ah! Oh, my God!

No.

Fuck, Jay, what the fuck?

-Are you okay? -Yeah, I'm all right.

-That's funny, man. -It's not funny.

-What? -I didn't find it funny.

-I told you to stop doing it. -I found it funny.

You found it funny. No one else found it funny.

Jay, why'd you get here so late?

I told you! Just now I was driving home from work,

and when that other shit happened,

I was at Greenboro Psychiatric. Look it up.

Fucking cops, man. I got pulled over for no reason.

Better not be lying.

-Hi. -Hi, I'm Carol.

-Carol, nice to meet you. -You were lovely.

Thank you.

-What happened here? -Um...

I told you to stop with the fucking spider.

Somebody's gonna get hurt.

You were incredible up there tonight.

-Seriously, so fucking good. -Language.

Sorry, you sounded great.

I have a little bit of a cold, but thanks.

Wine?

We're drinking wine? Okay.

Well, it's just one glass,

and he's on ziprasidone,

which doesn't interact with alcohol.

If it was clozapine,

then we'd have a problem.

-Okay. -It's fine.

Whenever you're ready, sir.

Sorry, you guys.

They only comp me three drinks.

Misty, you were so good. Like, so good.

Have you ever thought about doing American Idol?

Whenever you're ready, sir.

I don't know if you've noticed,

those people on those shows are amateurs.

I look like an amateur to you?

Whenever you're ready, sir.

Excuse me. Excuse me. Garçon?

What about The Voice?

Uh...

Yes, sir. How can I help you?

Yeah, just curious.

Why did you put the check in front of him?

Oh, I just put it down.

The reservation's in my name.

Oh, I didn't know that. I'm so sorry, sir.

You embarrass me in front of my people.

You know it's my sister singing up there, right?

-You okay, Jay? -Misty Green.

-That's my fucking sister. -Jay, I don't think...

Shh!

Jay, calm down.

You don't think I got it? Huh? You don't think I got it? Huh?

You don't think I got it? You don't think I can

afford some fucking drinks?

-Never said that, sir. -Hold on! Here! Here!

Here's a tip!

-We need to go. -The fuck you talking about?

I think we should go.

That's my fucking sister.

I'm gonna go check on him. Nice to meet you.

Yeah.

Looks like I am paying after all.

That's not fucking funny.

Misty.

Hello.

Hey. Caught the last three songs.

You were great. God damn. Wow.

Hmm. You still working on your singer-less musical?

Uh... I'm working on it, yeah.

I actually came here to check out the club.

Kim's gonna be singing here.

So we're just checking out the spot.

Did I see your brother?

Yeah, that was him.

Is he okay?

Yeah, he's fine.

You okay?

Nah, but on commercials, that's where you get paid.

I wanna do some commercials. How come you're not working?

Because I have fucking talent?

Because I can actually sing?

Because I don't take shit?

Mm-hmm.

You tell me, what do I do? What do I need to do?

I just... I gotta work, you know?

I'm telling you, all civil rights movies suck.

No, they don't.

They all suck.

Why?

Well, I can tell they suck,

because white people like them.

That's how you know they all are horrible.

You would never see a German person

come out of a Holocaust movie and go, "That was good!"

Yeah, that's true.

Excuse me, can a nigga get a fork?

-Yes, of course. -Thank you.

What did you just say?

I just said, "Can a nigga get a fork?"

Nobody's paying attention.

What the fuck?

When I was a kid, we went to Disneyland.

We won a trip in the church raffle.

And we went to Disneyland,

and we're having a great time in Disneyland.

Small World and Space Mountain.

And, you know, we're walking around,

and my grandmother goes,

"I wonder what year they let colored in here."

-It's kind of sad. -That's really sad.

It is really sad.

But she's like born in the fucking '30s.

She's from another world, you know?

From then on, I started thinking, you know what?

No matter where a Black person is,

there's a chance, especially in America,

there was a chance that you couldn't be there

at some point.

-Mm-hmm. -Even in here, okay?

So yes, can a nigga get a fork?

If I'm at a gas station, can a nigga get some gas?

You know, everything you do is a revolutionary...

That's like a big question.

Like, does it work for me being biracial?

Depends who I'm with. I don't know.

Any mixture, I'm cool with it.

I was like, the father's from Nigeria

and the mother's a hamster. Okay.

I'm in. That is a fine ass...

I feel like my mom,

even though she had...

she had sex with a Black man, didn't really like...

She was pretty racist.

-Really? -Yeah.

And I was like, you literally had me.

But no, she didn't like me.

She loved Jay. She didn't like me.

It was weird. It was a weird setup.

But yeah, I was my father's child,

as my mom used to like to remind me.

Apparently, he liked to get around.

And I reminded her of him in that way.

-It is what it is. -But she loved Jay?

She did. She looked after him.

And he wasn't even hers.

Wow. Unbelievable.

You know what I mean?

Now, what, did your father just...

Misty.

We just missed you at the Roosevelt.

Oh, hey, Zach.

I heard you were good.

-You okay? -Mm-hmm.

She was great.

Zach, Jordan.

Jordan Green.

Do you know each other?

Looking sharp. I liked that thing you did with Nic Cage.

Oh, thanks a lot, man.

Yeah.

I just came back from Vancouver.

You are doing Dreamgirls up there, right?

Yeah.

Yeah, there's a couple stages I was trying to get,

but they told me you guys had them.

Well, you know Molly and April.

This is Misty.

Mm-hmm.

What are you guys doing after this?

There's that after hours in Koreatown if you want to go.

Yeah, maybe. Maybe. Yeah, sounds fun. We'll see.

-Yeah? -Yeah.

Sorry we missed you.

All right, take care.

We're going to have some ice cream.

I hate that motherfucker.

Where do you know him from?

We did, like, a movie together

six years ago. Never came out, though.

Yeah. Nothing he does ever comes out.

Hey, hey. I'm right here.

I mean, if you want to go over there, it's okay.

I get it. I get it.

You want to go over there and have a little freak-off?

-That's quite all right. -No.

-I get it. I get it. -I don't know him.

-I don't know him. -I get it.

-I'm with you. -Yeah, you're with me.

I am. We are. We're having a good time.

-Yeah. -Are we not?

I thought so.

-Let's get out of here. -All right.

All right.

-Let's do it. -Okay.

No, no.

-What? -Let me get it.

You got the drinks, I'll get the car.

Excuse me.

-Can a nigga get his car? -Yes, sir.

-Thank you. -You're insane.

He's gonna go

get a nigga his car.

Everyone's on autopilot.

So when you said that you brought

my name up to casting,

did you actually do that?

Or you just said it because you're trying to fuck?

Why can't both things be true?

Answer the question. Do you think I can act,

or you just want to fuck?

I already answered the question.

-No, you didn't. -Yes, I did.

Have you ever given someone a part

because they fucked you?

No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Have you ever fucked

-for a part? -No.

-I haven't! -Yeah, right.

No, no one's ever offered me a part

good enough to fuck for.

Think I'm going to suck a dick to get on Chicago Fire?

How about White Lotus?

-Yeah. Yeah, yeah. -Yeah? Yeah, yeah.

-Yeah. -Yeah, I'd do that.

-Even I would think about it. -I could, too.

Fuck, my hat. Shit. Hold on.

-Did anyone find my hat? -Yeah.

There you go.

Thank you.

Misty?

-Hm? -I thought you left.

-Forgot my hat. -Ah.

We're going to go to the bathroom.

Do you want to come?

You know, I don't mean to offend you...

...but that Dubai offer

still stands.

I spoke to the Emir yesterday...

-No. -...and he asked me

-about you again. -Zach, stop.

-I don't want it. Stop. -All right,

I won't bring it up again.

You working on anything?

Just reading scripts.

Trying to find the right thing.

Car's backing up. You gotta move it.

Okay, when she comes out,

tell her I went around the block.

All right, the ladies' bathroom

is always so fucking slow.

What's wrong?

You okay?

Yeah. I'm good.

All right. Just checking.

Can I have my key, please?

Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you.

Police in Los Angeles

are aggressively searching for a suspect in the murder

of USC co-ed Martha Hayman.

Hm. Shut up!

White boy did it. Watch.

You think?

Got the whole city looking for some magic nigga.

Watch. White boy did it.

Can a nigga get justice?

No.

White boy did it.

-You want some? -Yes.

My ex had one of these.

Do you think you'd ever get married again?

Marry? Oof.

I'd love to be in love like that.

You know, that buy-a-bitch-a-car love?

There's nobody happier than the guy

that bought a woman a car.

Like, this pussy is so good,

I need to get it ten minutes faster.

That guy is happy.

-Yes. -What?

Otherwise, there's no way in the world

I would let the government into my relationship.

I do not have the marriage gene.

Or the kid gene, or...

Yeah, I just don't think

anybody can be faithful, you know?

Every single one of my relationships

has been open, you know?

They just didn't know about it.

Yeah. I have cheated on every woman I've ever been with.

Even the one I didn't cheat on.

I used to have an uncle that used to say, uh,

"If you really want to know a good woman,"

"you got to let her catch you fucking."

-What? -Yes.

-That's gangster! I love that. -Yes.

-Yes! -Yes.

As I got older, I realized what he was trying to say

was that true love starts with forgiveness.

I guess I'm fucked up, because honestly,

I just would not want any guy

that would forgive me, you know?

Like, the fact that he would forgive me

would make my whole body just...

-Ugh. -...shut down.

But him hating you would

-make you want to fuck him? -Yeah.

Ain't no shit to be loved

by no fucking saint, you know?

Hey there.

Oh, you all right? You know where you are?

Yeah, you had quite the night, young lady.

You have traces of alcohol, marijuana,

cocaine and fentanyl in your blood work.

Listen, I ain't one to judge, but pick one.

Be glad you got me tonight. Girl, I am such a big fan.

I cannot believe you are here. I grew up watching you.

I love everything that you do. Oh, hold on. What you doing?

Now, hold on. I don't love that.

-Taking it off. -Hold on.

No, no, no. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

I don't want to be the doctor

who strangled Misty Green.

Now look,

as far as the police are concerned,

let's just say you had a very old car and, you know,

those things tend to malfunction all the time.

Could have happened to anybody.

-Thank you. -Well, I got you.

Your secret's safe with me.

Um...

Now, I don't usually do this, but, uh,

you mind if we get a picture?

I know you don't mind.

It's going to be great.

My boyfriend's never going to believe this.

Okay, hold on.

Oh, wait, no, that's a video. Hold on, hold on. Okay.

Oh, no, I like portrait.

Yeah, there we go. Yay.

All right. Little smile. Thank you. Thank you.

Oh, my gosh.

Misty Green in flesh and blood.

You know, last week,

-we had Pauly Shore here... -Where's Jordan?

It's so weird.

The doctor thought we were married.

You know, same last name.

Are you okay?

Later today, I'm gonna go to work.

They're gonna see how fucked up my face is.

I'm going to tell them I was in an accident.

And on the outside,

people are going to act very concerned.

But on the inside,

a bunch of them are going to be thinking,

"What did this crazy nigga get into last night?"

Look, I'm... I'm... I'm sorry,

but it's an old car, and they...

-they malfunction... -No, no, no.

-...all the time. -Stop with the car shit.

I only had a couple of drinks.

-A couple? -Yes.

The doctor told me everything!

I only had a couple of drinks.

The doctor told me everything! She thought we were married!

-There is something... -I know!

-There is something wrong... -I know!

...with the steering.

Stop with the steering. Stop it, Misty.

-Stop what? -Stop acting.

-I'm not acting. -You're always acting!

Hey, Misty. Celine.

You've got three days to get out.

Three days, just a little reminder. Bye.

Uh, hey, Misty, it's...

it's Carol calling. Um...

Listen, I haven't seen Jay in a couple days,

so I was just getting worried. Um...

Could you give me a call back? Thank you.

As the investigation

into the murder

of a USC co-ed continues, residents of South L.A...

Now we squat. And down...

...are complaining that Black males

are being harassed by the police.

Up. Breathe out. Down.

Up, down...

up. Good.

A little hip action.

That's it. Walk, and...

A lot of people look down

on the Valley,

but I actually prefer it.

You know, I'm not supposed to tell you this,

but back in the '70s

a young Chaka Khan stayed here.

Very young. Sweet thing, Chaka Khan.

The windows are double-paned, so don't worry

-about the noise. -Hey, you! What the fuck

-are you looking at? -How much is it again?

If you act now,

you get the first months free...

Sorry, one second.

Hey, I'm looking at an apartment in the Valley.

Fucking awful.

Uh, I'm pregnant.

What?

Oh, my God. That is fucking amazing.

No, it's not.

Why wouldn't it be?

Are you sure it's not Brad's?

Would you risk it?

I can't believe we're back in here.

Oh, can I have something for after?

Just, like, whatever you have.

You know, Percocet or Valium or whatever.

They're so stingy with meds here.

If you were actually having the baby, they'd get you

-higher than a motherfucker. -Mm-hmm.

No, sorry, I've got nothing,

nothing, nothing.

-Like, you have nothing? -Nuh-uh.

Are you pregnant?

No, I'm just taking a little break.

Vasquez? The doctor will see you now.

You know, if Brad really loved you,

you could just... just tell him the truth.

What the fuck are you talking about?

If he really... ...loves you,

you could tell him exactly what happened.

And either he'd come with you to get the abortion or...

You'd raise your Black baby together.

It's like, it's simple.

Listen... do you love him?

Like really love him, not on some trust fund shit?

Yeah, I love him.

This isn't about money?

You really love him?

Wh... wh... why can't it be both things?

Seriously, I...

I don't know, I...

You know I'm normally attracted to something else.

Just... please.

I love Brad. I... I... I really like him. I...

Do I love him as much as he loves me?

Probably not.

But a little security,

I don't know, a couple kids, I'll get there.

You think I know how to take care of myself?

And honestly, I...

I really can't do this anymore.

Do what?

Act.

And, dude...

I love acting.

And if someone wants to, like,

offer me a fun part in something, hell yes.

But the going to meetings

and like smiling in people's faces and...

riding the line between ho and hostess,

I'm fucking out.

I can't be stressed about a callback when I'm 60.

I can be happy with Brad.

I can.

♪ I've got one night only ♪

♪ One night only ♪

♪ That's all I have to spare ♪

♪ I've got one night only ♪

♪ Let's not pretend you care ♪

We don't need an actress that can sing.

Jordan, what are we gonna do here?

We have some, I don't know, decent girls,

but we might have to cast a non-singer.

A non-singer? Come on, man, it's a fucking musical.

-It's a fucking musical. -I'm aware. I'm aware.

What are we gonna do next?

Do a karate movie with no kicking?

-We should push. -We are not going to push.

We need to start by the 8th

if we're gonna make the release date. That's it.

Man. Kim Paul could barely sing.

And I was okay with it.

But this makes no sense.

Come on, man. This is a bad idea.

We don't need to do this movie right now.

I don't need to do this movie right now.

And I need the money.

Can I have everyone's attention, please?

Um...

When I met Naomi, I said to myself,

"God, how did I get to be so lucky?"

To meet someone so beautiful, and... and so talented,

and so brilliant and genuine?

You are the best thing that ever happened to me,

and I cannot wait to spend the rest of my life with you.

I love you.

I love you so much.

-To us. -Cheers!

Honey! So beautiful.

She's gonna be my wife.

I can't wait.

I know. I... I... I... It's weird to say "fiancé."

I know! Well...

I think it's gonna be easier to say

"husband" and "wife." "Fiancé" is really...

It's a French word. Sometimes, you just know.

And when you know, you know. Am I right?

-And I know. I know. Oh! -Oops!

I mean... Absolutely.

What's up with these late-night calls?

Congratulations. We are back in the game.

Back in what?

Hasn't come out yet, but Kim Paul?

She just fell out of Dreamgirls.

-Wait, what happened? -Uh...

Food poisoning.

Get the fuck out of here. Her?

Checked into rehab this morning.

-Fuck! -They want you

to read for Deena tomorrow morning at 11:00 a.m.

Misty, are you still there? Are you psyched?

Don't lie to me, okay?

I don't wanna go down there

and lose this to someone they already want.

So if you know that they're gonna hire a... a...

TikTok bitch or some nepo baby,

leave me alone.

No, no, no, no, no, no. Jordan Green asked for you...

specifically. I wasn't even going to submit you

considering what happened

between you guys on Cinderella.

When's the last time you talked to him?

Um, I think he might have been at the...

the Roosevelt.

Do you think they're going to pay my quote?

Nah, it's favored nations. Everyone's getting...

Scale plus 10.

Scale? Fuck.

-I really need the money. -Are you kidding me?

This isn't a money gig. This is a launch pad.

We need to keep our eyes on the prize here. Okay?

Go in there tomorrow. Read, sing, kill.

If they like what they see, you'll be in Vancouver

in a couple of days.

Hey, honey, do you have a tip for the delivery guy?

I don't have any cash.

I don't carry cash on me anymore. I'm cashless.

-I gotta go. -All right.

Misty.

This is a good thing.

Um, hello, Misty. It's Carol.

So I'm starting to worry.

Can you just please give me a call back? Okay, thank you.

-Hi, everybody. -Hello.

-Welcome. -Thank you.

Hi. Misty Green auditioning for the part of Deena.

Hi, Misty.

It's been a while.

It's been a while.

Thanks for coming in, Misty.

I always thought you'd be good for this.

Thanks, Rhonda.

You got the material, right?

-Mm-hmm. -You know what, Misty?

Don't worry about the scene. We know you can act.

Okay. Um, I've been playing around

with the arrangement a little bit.

-I don't think we can... -It's okay, Rhonda.

It's okay.

♪ You want all my love ♪

♪ And my devotion ♪

♪ You want my loving soul ♪

♪ Right on the line ♪

♪ I have no doubt ♪

♪ That I could love you forever ♪

♪ The only trouble is ♪

♪ You really don't have the time ♪

♪ You've got one night only, one night only ♪

♪ That's all you have to spare ♪

♪ One night only ♪

♪ Let's not pretend to care ♪

His smack is dope, and he got plenty of it.

Are you happy now?

His smack is dope, and he got...

♪ It has no chance going on ♪

♪ Something so right has got no chance to live ♪

Rhonda, why are you reading Misty Green?

Just give her the part, my God.

♪ ...I will give ♪

♪ One night only, one night only ♪

♪ You'll be the only one ♪

♪ One night only ♪

♪ Then you'll have to run ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

Wow.

♪ One night only, one night only ♪

♪ There's nothing left to say ♪

♪ One night only Words get in the... ♪

♪ Way ♪

Okay, they want you on a plane

to Vancouver tomorrow. Before you do that,

you'll get a physical so we can close the deal.

I'm broke, Randy. I'm broke.

They're really sticking to scale plus ten?

It's the freaking lead.

That's like 12 grand.

Misty, I will not let you blow this over the deal, okay?

You finally have a director who believes in you.

Misty Green.

Hi, Dr. Graham.

-It's been a long time. -Yeah, it's been a long time.

Congratulations. I hear you're doing Dreamgirls.

Mm-hmm.

I'm Deena.

Who else would you be?

You know, I played Curtis in high school.

-Oh, yeah? -Yeah. A long time ago.

Well, let's do this.

Get you to Vancouver.

-Yeah. -All right. Open your mouth.

All right. Yeah. You're good. You're good.

-Are you good? -Mm-hmm.

-Yeah? Yeah? -Yeah.

-You sure? -Mm-hmm.

-You're going to do great. -Yeah.

-You're going to do great. -I will.

All right!

♪ Steppin' to the bad side ♪

I'm gonna have my assistant reach out,

like, literally in 10 minutes.

-Hello. -Hey, Deena.

Get your bullshit physical done?

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

-So, you ready? -Yeah. Yeah. I'm excited.

We gonna get through this?

-Yeah, yeah. We're cool. -Mm-hmm.

I mean, I'm sorry about the other night.

It wasn't all you.

Okay, well, thank you for keeping an open mind.

And don't worry, I'm here to work.

-Spoke to Wardrobe. -Yes.

She knows about continuity, so we're good.

Hallelujah.

So you're not gonna fuck me over?

I won't.

-I won't what? -Fuck you over.

Now put it all together.

-I won't fuck you over. -Thank you.

Fuck you.

What flight are you on?

Hm... 115.

-Me too. Mm-hmm. -Okay.

-Ooh! -Hm!

They're sending a car. So don't worry.

Yeah, yeah. I got something to do with that.

-I bet you did. -Yeah.

All right. Well, I guess I'll see you.

-I'll see you on the plane. -Yeah, see you on the plane.

-All right. Bye. -Bye.

I just...

I don't know what to do right now.

I have called everyone. I've called the precinct.

I've called the jail. I've called the hospital.

I've called his old doctor. I've called Carol. I just...

Wait, hold on. It's Carol. I'll call you back.

Carol, what happened?

Turn that shit down.

Why?

Because I said so.

You stopped me a couple days ago, man.

Remember?

I've never seen you before in my life.

License and registration.

Let me ask you, Officer Hicks.

If it was a dead Black girl,

would you all be stopping everybody?

I'm not going to respond to that.

But I'm going to ask you one last time

for your license and registration.

What if it's two dead Mexican girls?

Would you respond to that?

Then I'd have to find somebody else to clean my house.

License and registration.

I'm reaching for my seat belt.

Slowly.

I'm reaching for my wallet.

-It's not a firearm. -Go slow.

Here you go, officer.

What the...

No, this...

-this wasn't me, okay? -Oh, my God...

My brother is bipolar.

-I... I'm... He's not well. -What? What?

-Excuse me, what... Shut up! -I... I promise you...

I will clean everything up, I will fix everything up!

What fucking bullshit lie... What?

-I will fix everything. -What bullshit lies

-are you spewing now... -I am so... It's not a lie.

-Please. I am so sorry. -...you dumb fucking whore?

Out now. Get the fuck out of here.

Okay, I'm sorry. This is my husband's whore.

My husband used to fuck her,

and she thinks she fucking lives here.

You fucking crazy bitch!

I don't want your fucking apologies.

I want you out of my goddamn apartment.

What are you doing standing there?

What the fuck do I have to do to make you leave

this goddamn apartment?

The officer is lucky to be alive,

but he finds himself in critical condition.

I'm trying to get you transferred

for psychiatric evaluation.

This is serious, Jay.

It's a cop.

I have to go to Vancouver tomorrow for a movie...

so I need you to hang in there

until I can get the money for a lawyer. Okay?

Well, I caught him reading my thoughts.

You know that, right?

You know he's in the deep state.

They're all in on it. You know what I mean?

Every single one.

Every single officer that stopped me.

Every single officer

that stopped every single Black person.

Every single...

-every single white devil. -Jay, Jay. Jay, listen.

White devil with black skin. Even with black skin.

-White devil with black skin. -Listen, listen.

-You believe me, don't you? -Jay.

-You believe me, don't you? -I am trying to get you...

-Misty? -...transferred... all right?

What do you think the Internet is about?

You believe me, don't you?

-Jay, listen. -Huh?

-Listen. -Do you believe me?

I need you to focus, all right?

Fine. This is the plan. This has been the plan all...

since the beginning of time.

Since I was born. Since I was born.

This is the plan. They knew I was the one.

That's why they had to get me here.

They had to get me here.

Break me down. To break me down.

To separate us. To separate us.

Haile Selassie is God. Haile Selassie is God.

Haile Selassie is God. Haile Selassie is God.

It's all right, Jesus.

Jesus is on my side. Jesus is on my...

Jesus is on my side. What you doing with the phone?

What you doing with the phone? Jesus is on my side.

Misty. Misty.

Jesus will rectify me.

Jesus will rectify me. Judas is alive. Jesus...

Our Father, who art in heaven...

Give us this day our daily bread,

and forgive us our trespasses...

The bail is 600 grand, Misty.

I'll try to get it lower, but it'll be hard.

If they can do the evaluation and it all goes smoothly,

they can get him transferred.

Have you made any progress on the retainer?

I'm still working on it.

Well, we can't move on it until then.

Is there any way we can get credit?

I'm sorry, Misty, no.

But he can't stay in there, Peter.

This doesn't work that way.

I'm Deena, bitch, obviously.

If I'm not Deena, I'm not doing it.

What flight are you on?

-115. -Me too.

See you on the plane.

Yeah, see you on the plane. All right.

-Bye. -Bye.

Give me a minute!

Excuse me. You got a cigarette?

Thank you.

It's cold out this morning.

Authorities have named

...a suspect in the murder of USC co-ed Martha Hayman.

His name is Jordan Green.

More to come later.

Shit.

Misty!

-Let's go! -Misty!

Help!

Misty!

Misty!

Misty!

Morning!

Last and final boarding call

for flight ABA553 to Vancouver.

Please proceed to gate 14 now.

Thank you, sir. Enjoy your flight.

-Hello. -Oh, shit.

-Hey. -Hey.

Oh, my God.

Hey, everyone. This is my friend Misty.

Friend? All right.

-Hi, Misty! -Hey.

We're gonna have a ball.

I'm going to take care of everything, okay?

-You better. -I don't know

-anyone's name. -Hi.

But it doesn't matter.

We all just go by number system here.

All right, I know a lot of you have flown private before,

but I do have to go through the safety briefing.

We have exits on the sides, life vests underneath.

But, you know, you just kind of have

to think of it like an actor.

We're gonna play the part.

Just... Just don't get in your head, okay?

It can get really dark. Say "sexy"!

Sexy!

Just leave the bottle.

Thank you very much. Oh, man...

We are very happy to host you,

and the Prince is very excited

that you are able to join the festivities.

But you are guests in this country

and there are rules of conduct.

There will be clothes and shoes

waiting for you in your rooms.

If you have not sent photos yet of your feet,

please do so, once settled in.

The race starts at 5:00,

so we will get to the party around 3:30.

Your phones will be confiscated upon arrival.

They will pat you down and check your purses.

Yalla!

Let's go.

♪ Who be the King of the Sound? ♪

♪ Busta Bus back to just put a lock on a town ♪

♪ Lot of my women be comin' from miles around ♪

♪ See they be comin' ♪

-♪ 'Cause they know how... ♪ -♪ Turn it up! ♪

Yes, because I've got Birkin bags!

Good, good.

Are you ready?

Oh, hell no! Are you ready?

♪ See, that's the way that it goes ♪

♪ When we up in the spot ♪

♪ The shit be flooded with hoes ♪

♪ See, we a make it hot ♪

♪ The chicks will come out their clothes ♪

♪ That's when you get it Mami already know ♪

-♪ Turn it up ♪ -♪ Shorty wild in'... ♪

Are you ready to earn it?

Are you ready?

♪ Touch it, bring it Babe, watch it ♪

♪ Turn it, leave it, stop Format it ♪

♪ Touch it, bring it Babe, watch it ♪

-♪ Ay, ay ♪ -♪ Turn it, leave it ♪

♪ A little louder ♪

My number's on one of these.

Bombs away!

♪ Babe ♪

The necklace of the night!

♪ Turn it ♪

First one to it wins!

Look at that.

The bag.

Definition one, slang.

Money, wealth or significant prize or objective,

often referring to financial gain

-or success... -Give me that!

...as in "the bag."

-Can also denote something... -What the fuck, Bella?

...that has been successfully obtained,

taken, or secured.

The bag.

The bag.

The bag.

Fuck you! Fuck you!

Ladies! No, no, no, no.

There's enough Birkins still going around

for everybody, ladies. Okay?

Misty, chill, chill. Chill.

We're not here for this.

Habibi, don't worry. We'll pack it all up, huh?

It's time to see the Prince.

Okay, come on.

-Wait. -Prince Kashif.

Look. Ain't gonna do it.

No, no, no, you're okay.

-Okay? You can do this. -Yeah.

-You're gonna be great. -Yeah. All right.

I present to you, Misty Green.

Marhaba.

So worth it. So worth it.

-Hello! Mwah! -How are you?

-Good. -All right. Good to see you.

Yeah.

Those my shoes? Hello, all-stars.

Anyone need Advil? Anything? Theragun?

Vaseline?

Good morning.

Anything? Hey, Tyson.

Oh, hello. Hey, how are you?

Hey, good.

Hey, would you give me a second?

-Sure. -Thanks.

Hello.

You good?

Mm-hmm. I'm good.

-Happy birthday. -Hm?

It's your birthday, right?

Wow. I guess it is.

Thank you.

When you get back in town,

we should hang out like normal people.

Go to a movie or something.

Sure.

I have to take my kids to Maui for spring break, but...

should be in L.A. next month.

I'm meeting with J.Lo's people about a project.

Might be something in there for you.

I'll hit you up?

For some ice cream?

Yeah, we can get some ice cream.

Okay. Fucking hell.

I have to take inventory.

Anything? Sparkling or flat?

I'm good. Thank you.

Gotta check on the squad. I'll be right back.

Okay, I think we're ready to go.

Great.

Could you film?

Today, USC quarterback Ethan Radley

was indicted on murder charges.

Police now consider his story about a Black carjacker

murdering his girlfriend a hoax.

In a related story, the city of Los Angeles

has settled lawsuits

with multiple African-American men,

including Jordan Green,

who has been transferred to a psychiatric facility.

Though this chapter has come to an end,

the responsibility of society

to deal with mental illness has yet to begin.

Hey.

I'm Ice-T, and we've all been there.

You're riding through the city with your family,

you look on the side of the street

and you see a tent, and you say,

"Man, that would be great to go camping with."

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and eat it too with Ameri-Tent.

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Cut! Cut!

We got a boom in the shot. Again! Again with the boom.

-Place fucking stinks, man. -I'm... I'm sorry, man.

All right, all right. Back to one.

Back to one. We gotta go right now.

You want your salad now?

Yeah, bring it right now.

Jordan, there's someone here to see you.

Huh? What are you talking about?

She's... Want me to get rid of her?

-Hey. -Hey.

-Long time. -Yeah, long time.

I was driving by and I saw the set and just...

figured I'd pull over and see if they'd let me speak to you.

Jordan, we're ready to roll.

Yeah, one minute.

I realize you probably hate me.

The... the movie worked.

We ended up using this actress out of Canada.

People loved her.

Yeah, I saw it. She was really good.

Oh, man. I got a fucking hit.

I haven't had a hit in 15 years.

I'm doing good, too.

My brother's good. I'm working.

Remember you told me about your uncle and forgiveness?

Well, I still have the same number,

so if you ever wanna hit me up.

I'll do that.

-I gotta go. -Okay.

Take care. Back to one!

Back to one!

And action!

Hey, I'm Ice-T, and we've all been there.

Riding through the city with your family,

you look on the side of the street and see a tent,

and you say, "Man, that would be great to go camping with."

Good morning!

Good morning!

Today's L.A. weather

is luckily more of the same.

Temperatures

-are at a lovely 78 degrees... -Up, up. Down, down.

-With not a cloud in sight. -Up, up.

Down, down. Up, up. Down, down.

And hold

for 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

♪ And the sky is gray ♪

♪ I've been for a walk ♪

♪ On a winter's day ♪

♪ I'd be safe and warm ♪

-♪ If I was in L.A. ♪ -♪ If I was in L.A. ♪

♪ Ooh, California dreamin' ♪

♪ On such a winter's day ♪

♪ I'd stopped in to a church ♪

♪ That I passed along the way ♪

♪ Well, I had to get down on my knees ♪

♪ And I begin to pray ♪

♪ Don't you know the preacher give me cause ♪

♪ 'Cause he knows I'm gonna stay ♪

♪ Hey, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Oh, California dreamin' ♪

♪ On such a winter's day On such a winter's day ♪

♪ If I didn't tell her ♪

♪ Then I could leave her today ♪

♪ I'd still be there California dreamin' ♪

♪ On every winter's day ♪

♪ I'd still be there California dreamin' ♪

♪ Oh, searching for my mind ♪

♪ Searching for something that leads me here ♪

♪ Oh, this California dreamin' ♪

♪ Oh, dream on Dream on ♪

♪ Something's holding me here in L.A. ♪

♪ Something's holding me here in L.A. ♪

♪ I'd like to know ♪

♪ I'd like to know ♪

♪ Am I bound to leave something behind ♪

♪ That I've got to find? ♪

♪ I'd like to know ♪

♪ I'd like to know ♪

♪ I'm still California dreamin' ♪

♪ Dream on ♪

♪ Dream on ♪

♪ Dream on ♪

♪ Dream on ♪