Original subtitles

♪♪

- Here is the fantasy. - Here's the reality.

It's me they want.

Fierce, Black, vicious.

And we're still just getting started, bitches.

[cork pops] - Has just been awarded

the Fashion Icon Award.

- Let's be clear, the Haus of Vicious is Chantel's house,

and I am the gatekeeper.

Vicious needs a social media guru.

- Hey, y'all. - Come on!

- We just celebrated our 20th wedding anniversary.

- Kane, can you tell us

your alleged lover's hideaway?

- You had one fucking job, Kane.

To be my husband.

- We gotta make a move.

Chantel knows about us.

I can't be seen with you.

- All of a sudden, you decide to ask me

for an open marriage.

- Well, you shouldn't have agreed.

- We had rules, Kane.

- I want you to know how serious I am about this business.

I'm done gambling.

You the only woman for me.

The last thing that I'mma do is fuck that up.

- All of you are late.

I worked my ass off, and if you can't do the same,

then get the fuck out.

- Got an announcement to make.

I've decided to bring somebody on board to help us out.

- [Man] This motherfucker brought a Karen named Karen.

- I don't ever need you to bring

no white bitch in here to save me.

- Fuck you.

- Got a new bitch for that, don't ya?

- You're a little different than you used to be.

- Is that a good thing?

- Depends on where we laying.

- You just used me to leak that shit on Kane.

- Now, I gave you an explanation for us,

for Haus of Vicious.

[ominous music]

[crickets chirping]

[cameras clicking]

Good, hot, sexy.

[Chantel sighs]

- [Woman] Chantel needs to fire all y'all.

- Get the fuck out.

[somber music]

How about now?

[Chantel moaning]

- I don't even know who the fuck you are anymore, Chantel.

[cameras clicking]

[birds chirping]

And you know the sad part is,

I don't even think you know who you are,

and that's pathetic.

[Chantel sighs]

- This doesn't even matter.

I'm gonna be a model, and a fashion designer.

- It's I am going to be a model.

And the only model you're going to be

is on the Richard Simmons Show,

dressed in a sheet that you designed.

- That's not gonna be me.

[birds chirping]

No matter what you say, I will design my own clothes,

and I will be famous.

- Don't you dare speak to me like that, little girl.

I am trying to help you.

I see where all of this is headed,

and it's not stardom, my dear.

Now, I am going to put you on a new diet.

[somber music]

♪ My man

♪ My man, my man, my man

[upbeat hip hop music] ♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ Real bitch right here

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ I don't really even give a fuck ♪

♪ It ain't goin' down it's goin' up ♪

♪ Gotta keep that Henny in my cup ♪

♪ Try me if you wanna press your luck ♪

♪ Bitch it's up, and it's stuck, and it's stuck ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ Real bitch right here

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ I don't really even give a fuck ♪

♪ It ain't goin' down it's goin' up ♪

[thunder booming]

[Chantel sighs]

- [Mom] I see where all of this is headed,

and it's not stardom, my dear.

- Fuck you.

[Chantel sniffing]

Fuck yo grammar.

- It's I am going to be-

- Fuck your diction.

And most of all.

[Chantel sniffs]

Oh, shit.

[Chantel groans]

Fuck you, bitch.

- Don't you dare speak to me like that, little girl.

I am trying to...

- You know, Mother.

I really am a bad bitch.

Mm, mm, mm.

I'm on my own diet.

- [Mom] I am going to put you on a new diet.

- I'm on my own fuckin' diet.

Congratulations.

[Chantel chuckles]

And the winner is.

I'm just really,

I'm so fuckin' proud of myself.

I don't need you to be proud of me, Mother.

Yeah.

[Chantel sniffs] Mm.

[Chantel groans]

Haus of Vicious, congratulations, Chantel.

Why, thank you.

[Chantel chuckles]

Haus of Vicious.

You did that shit.

Haus of Vicious.

Yeah.

Haus of Vicious.

[tense music]

[cigarette crackling]

[door creaks]

- Hey.

What, what's all this?

- Evidence that you are,

and forever will be, a low down, rotten bastard,

lousy sham of a man.

- Yo, wait a minute, wait a-

- I don't have another minute to give.

- Go to your room!

- Leave, for what?

She's old enough.

And this, your behavior,

is exactly what she needs to see,

so she can understand that men, all men,

even your own daddy, ain't shit!

- Look, hey wait a minute.

Let me tell you something.

Let me tell you something!

Look, wait a minute.

Yeah, listen.

- You know, I'm tired.

I'm tired of pretending.

I'm tired of getting up every morning to begin again.

Man, please.

- Listen, listen-

- There's no reason for you to tip around.

- Hey, ain't nobody tippin' around,

- With your whore,

causing my child and I all of this disruption.

You have my blessing to go forth,

and be a slut in peace.

Besides, you doing your thing

gives me the proper space to do mine.

Now, go to your room.

- You better get your ass outside.

You better- - Leave me alone!

Trevor, don't!

Stop it!

[Mom screams]

You let go of me! - Get outta here, get out!

Get up them stairs.

[upbeat hip hop music] ♪ New planet

♪ New planet ♪ Yeah, woo

♪ Bad habit who's a baddie

♪ Go and shake it with your baddie, girl ♪

♪ Where the bag at

♪ Where the bag at

♪ Why you hatin', what you mad at ♪

♪ Look, don't get me started

♪ Cup full of 'tron it's the party ♪

♪ Ha, don't get me started

♪ Yeah nigga run blood it's the party ♪

- What the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout.

I can't lose.

I don't lose.

- Excuse me, sir.

This is for you.

Glass of Isabella.

- From who?

- From the lady.

- Lock my seat.

♪ Waiting I'm a certified rock star ♪

♪ His thang big enough

♪ Why he looking at my back, y'all ♪

♪ Bad habit with a baddie

♪ Yeah, go and shake it with your baddie, girl ♪

♪ Where the bag at

♪ Where the bag at

♪ Why you hatin' what you mad at ♪

[siren chirping]

♪ Don't get me started

♪ Cup full of 'tron it's the party, ha ♪

♪ Don't get me started

[siren chirps]

[tense music]

[cop knocks]

- [Cop] What's up?

Hey.

[Kane groaning]

Come on.

- All right, all right, all right.

[cuffs clicking]

Ah!

Geez.

- Hey, you finna be killing all the kids, honey.

- [Chantel] Do my eyes deceive me,

or is that that same shawl that y'all just saw?

[gentle music]

- You know it's a look. - It is.

- You know it's a look, right?

You finna be serving all the kids.

- We need, I need a moment.

- Now?

- Kane was arrested.

For patronizing a prostitute.

Somewhere downtown.

- The models and all our gear are loaded into cars.

- Thanks, Milan. - Makeup is here.

- All right y'all, let's wrap it up.

- Chantel. - What?

- Kane!

- Raven did these curls, honey.

Serve 'em beauty, bitch.

"Wake Up Los Angeles" ain't ready for all this this morning.

Gonna be breakin' TVs and hearts, honey.

As always, stunning and beautiful.

- [Chantel] Thank you, Izzy.

Look, girl.

- Chantel?

What would you like me to do?

Should I call the attorney?

What do you want to do?

- Leave his ass there.

I should be shocked, but I'm not,

because Kane stayed doing some dumb shit.

And I'm always there to pick up the pieces.

This man needs to learn a lesson.

Captain Save-a-Hoe is busy today.

[pleasant music]

♪ Say to me

♪ You're alone I could touch her ♪

♪ Say to me

♪ You've been reigning my savior ♪

♪ Say to me

♪ It hurts me to love ya

♪ This time I'm not timing ya

♪ Keep falling for ya

♪ Say to me

♪ You're alone I could touch her ♪

♪ Say to me

♪ When I stand here be right there ♪

♪ Say to me

- [Officer] Hey.

- Oh man, y'all better not have put me in no nasty ass cell.

You better recognize.

- Nigga, please.

We just don't want no media bullshit out there.

You get the fuck up.

Looks like you're free to go.

Your missus paid your fine.

She's out back.

Bitch ass kept nigga.

[door slams]

[traffic roaring]

- Shit, man.

Fuck it.

Ah, I don't fucking believe it.

Get in the fuckin', get in the fuckin' car.

Unbelievable, get in the car.

Goddamn, I don't fucking believe this shit.

Oh my god, I don't believe this shit.

Oh my fucking god.

Are you out of your goddamn mind?

I told you to call my lawyer, not to pretend to be my wife.

- Okay-

- This is the last thing that I need.

Oh my god, I just told you I can't be seen with yo ass,

and I know I said that shit in English.

- I think that after-

- You wasn't thinking!

If you was thinking,

you wouldn't have brought your ass down here.

- Can you listen, Kane? - No.

I'm not gonna listen.

There's nothing you can say to me right now!

- Kane, please!

- Are you trying me?

'Cause I don't think you understand how close I am

to not giving a fuck about any of this.

I need you to get this through your head.

You and me, what we have

is called an entanglement, all right?

Not a fucking thing more than that.

So the next time I tell you to call my lawyer,

that's all you do, all right?

Just call my lawyer.

They tell you where they put my car at?

Then why are we still sitting here?

Take me to my car with yo non-listening ass.

[somber music]

[crickets chirping]

♪ Don't trip

♪ I'm good

♪ Don't trip

♪ I'm good

♪ Don't trip

♪ I'm good

♪ Don't trip

♪ I'm good

♪ Don't trip

- So, you went out and got a goddamn prostitute

in the shoes I bought you?

- Are you high?

- How'd you get out?

Who'd you call?

- You are high.

- So you called that bitch?

You fuckin' bastard.

You just an unworthy, ungrateful motherfucker.

A lousy sham of a man.

- Okay, okay, baby, just stop.

I need you to listen to me, all right?

So just stop that, baby.

- No.

'Cause I thought I heard it all, but now, fuck!

I mean,

and I keep asking myself,

did he marry me just to humiliate me?

- Chantel, look at me.

Look at me.

Those are lies.

All lies.

I may be a lot of things, all right?

I'm fucked up, yeah.

I'm imperfect, but I would never disrespect you like that.

- I dealt with your fuckin', your gambling,

but you pickin' up bitches on the street?

Ain't no comin' back from that.

- I ain't do that shit.

- Okay.

So they just plantin' prostitutes on you?

- All right, hear me out, all right?

Yo, listen.

- Oh my god.

When that yo, listen?

That's always a prelude to a lie.

- Okay, I swear to you, all right?

I was at the gym late, all right, now hear me out.

I was in my car, all right?

And I stopped by my boy's spot in downtown.

I ain't gonna lie, all right?

And we was drinkin' a little bit, and I smoked a blunt.

That shit had me tired, all right?

That's why I fell asleep at the red light.

I ain't wake up 'til the,

'til the cops was knockin' on my fucking window

and they talkin' about some,

"Put your hands where we can see 'em,"

but you know that they fuck with you

if you got a nice car, all right?

They just fucking with me.

They took me in, they wouldn't let me

make a phone call 'til the morning.

By that time, you was already on "Wake Up LA."

- Kane.

Kane, things between us have been a little-

- [Kane] They've been like any other couple.

- We have been falling apart.

- Baby, that's called ups and downs.

- No, it's called toxic.

Clearly, you want out of this marriage.

- What?

- Yeah, I'mma give it to you.

You win.

I'mma call the lawyers in the morning,

and have them draft up the papers.

- Whoa, hold on, hold on.

Talkin' about lawyers and papers?

What are you saying?

[tense music]

- I'm saying that I have given you chance,

after chance, after chance to do something different,

and you're not.

So now I gotta do something different for me,

and it's fucked up,

because you, of all people,

know what I went through with my father, and you promised me

that you would be different.

- I am different.

- No, nigga, you the remix.

- Chantel, hey, hey.

Baby, you my world.

You my ride, all right?

You the mother of my son. - Oh, stop it.

You know he's dead.

- He still counts.

- Yeah, he's number three

in a list of defunct babies you gave me.

- Okay, just wait a minute.

- No, I don't got another minute to give you, Kane.

- Chantel, hey, hey, do not let them out there destroy us.

I'm not gonna let that happen.

Baby, I love you.

I miss you.

I miss us.

The way we used to be.

Hey, I'm not goin' anywhere, ever.

- [Chantel] Okay, okay, I know what you're thinking.

Chantel, why?

After all the things that Kane has done to you,

ugh, listen ladies.

- Come on, I love you boo.

Come here, come on, come on, come on.

- No. - Come here.

- No. - Come here, come on, come on.

Come on.

- No. - Come here.

[sultry music]

- Good morning!

[Avery laughs]

Ooh, y'all know what time it is.

It's trashy tea time!

Where we serve no shade,

and we always put a little sugar on shit, mmkay?

[Avery laughs]

Ooh, wait, but before we get to this tea, y'all,

I know y'all been wondering what's goin' on with ya girl?

Mama, we made it!

Y'all, a bitch done fucked around

and secured some real employment.

I mean, a real J-O-to the-B.

Ooh, rush card about to be loaded!

Benefits and shit like that, you hear me?

Sho money dance, sho money dance, hey,

sho money dance, hey, y'all see this?

I'm in the Haus of Vicious.

Yes, your favorite social media extraordinaire,

the queen tea spilla.

Do you see this?

Haus of Vicious, y'all!

Okay, now let me get to this tea.

Bing! [Avery laughs]

Look here.

Now, I can't be saying no names and stuff

because I work for these people, okay?

But let's just say, somebody need to keep they ass

out of downtown LA?

Mm-hmm, we missed this morning's show of support, too.

Yes we did.

They gonna jump back and say,

it wasn't me, sir!

We see you, peek-a-boo!

And I ain't talkin' about the childhood game.

Pick a boo.

Y'all will catch that tomorrow, but anyway,

a bitch is about to get paid up in here.

Do you hear me?

Haus of Vicious, baby!

Yo girl, I mean, this thing- - Avery?

Now see, this that shit I don't like.

Jaelyn done convinced me to hire this trick,

so she could stay out my business.

But here she is again, all up in it.

What are you doing?

- Hi, looky here.

You know, congratulating you

on your successful Fashion Week,

and making sure that everybody knows about your new line,

and talkin' 'bout fabrics.

And stuff. - Really?

[pleasant music] [traffic roaring]

- Oh, yes. - Hey, y'all.

Hi, how you doin'? - Good, how are you?

- [Woman] Do you like it?

- What the fuck is this?

- Capriccio Bubbly, white.

A little dry for me, though.

- Conference room, now.

♪ He made one dip that's on his status ♪

♪ Believer

♪ The diva

- Yas, hoo-hoo, this place is more lit than I thought.

- Avery, get your ass from over there.

- Yas to the job calling, woo-hoo!

- Who is responsible?

I am so tired of feeling like I'm in preschool

while y'all motherfuckers are playing pattycake.

Own it.

Who did it?

- Who did what, what happened?

- Wine in the water cooler.

Of all the dumb shit to pull.

- And it was the cheap shit, too.

- And now, I'm asking who's responsible.

And y'all are lookin' at me like I'm speaking Nigganese.

- Well, let me be the first to say,

whoever did that shit,

kcch, off with their heads.

- Kill yourself, Deb.

[Avery laughs]

- [Avery] You're too much.

- I'm not doin' this today.

Jaelyn?

Can you please have Tia call the cleaning crew,

and make arrangements for them to dump this shit?

- Whoa, wait now.

That's a crime.

- We had crackers, we was finna have communion.

- Shut the fuck up.

- Okay, I'll shut up.

I'll shut up. [Avery laughs]

♪ Baby come over

♪ I need you closer

♪ I want you so much

♪ Girl, what's the hold up

♪ Baby come over

♪ We can just roll up

♪ No need to be sober

- I'm in the kitchen.

♪ There goes my baby

♪ My beautiful baby

- Oh, please. ♪ Such an elegant lady

- Oh my goodness, Kane.

You definitely are a man of many talents.

But singin' ain't one of 'em.

- Oh, you wanna play like that?

After I cooked for you?

Well, you can clown on my singing,

but I'mma keep on singin',

just like I'mma keep on lovin' you.

- All right, is there something new comin' down the wire?

- Nah.

- [Chantel] Then what's all this for?

- This is just because you deserve it.

You know, you've earned it.

It's because I want you to know that wherever I am,

or wherever I wanna be,

I want you to be there with me.

But I understand, like you said, recently,

things have been falling apart between us,

but I'm here to catch it all,

and put it back together.

Aight?

'Cause I love you.

- [Chantel] And I love you, too.

- Come on.

Come and taste this.

♪ Over

[glasses clink]

- This right here, this is a homegrown recipe,

passed down, and I'm totally bullshitting.

- For the show, and fully prepare for that,

but all is good.

- Mm, but last time,

I think I was taking notes from you

while you was cooking.

- Oh, well then- - I remember.

- This should be good, then. - Oh, hold on.

[Chantel chuckles]

♪ Over

- Look what I did now.

[Kane laughs]

- Thanks.

It's perfect.

[Chantel laughs]

This is over.

[Chantel laughs]

- Way back, always.

Way back. - Since the beginning.

- Yeah, so it's just the same thing.

Oh, you want some more, you want another?

Just a tad.

You can have another if you want.

You can finish it off if you want.

- Oh, can I?

- This is an amazing red.

[pleasant music]

♪ Baby come over

♪ I need you closer

♪ I want you so much

♪ Girl, what's the hold up

♪ Baby come over

♪ We can just roll up

♪ No need to be sober

♪ Girl what's the hold up

♪ Baby come over

♪ I need you closer

♪ I want you so much

♪ Girl what's the hold up

♪ Baby come over

♪ We can just roll up

♪ No need to be sober

♪ Girl what's the hold up

♪ Baby come over

[phone buzzing]

- [Chantel] See that?

That's what they do, though.

Suck ya in, only to break your heart all over.

But like Mary J. Blige says, I'm all cried out.

But you gonna have to make a decision,

and it better be quick.

It's either gonna be me, or your side bitch.

♪ She don't even fuck you like that ♪

♪ She don't even call you right back ♪

♪ She don't even care where you at ♪

♪ So why you wanna go and do that, and do that ♪

♪ She don't even got her own bag ♪

♪ She don't even like all that

♪ Really I beat the hoe ass

♪ So why you wanna go and do that, and do that ♪

♪ Why you wanna play me

♪ You should come and lay with me ♪

♪ I need you face to face with me ♪

♪ Speeding on your way to me

- Well.

I have something for you.

Everything you asked for.

Story dead on arrival.

- I fuckin' knew it.

This nigga really tried to sneak outta bed,

and then creep back in and think I wouldn't fuckin' notice.

Are you sure this is all of it?

Because I cannot- - I'm sure.

- Thank you.

Good job.

Jaelyn?

Do you think he really loves that bitch?

- I don't know.

What does your gut say?

- That I'm tired, exhausted.

Tired of hearing my mother's nagging

fucking voice in my head,

and tired of juggling what I see

against what I feel.

- What's that?

- I wanna feel like I'm the only woman my husband wants.

That he only desires me.

- Then why would you agree to an open marriage?

- I didn't think that he'd be interested

in some low-life trass ass bitch.

- Chantel, sis.

Well, I'll say this.

If you're sittin' at the dinner table,

and love is no longer being served,

you need to get up.

- I did not think that I ordered Iyanla up in here.

If you don't go somewhere

with all this mother love earth shit that you peddlin'.

- Okay. - Okay?

I'm saying, look, you know what?

Let's get back to the pics.

Are you sure they can't be leaked?

- I'm sure.

- Okay, then how about we drink to that?

My wine is right over there.

- Wine that I was just about to take.

- No, you're gonna leave my shit alone.

- After that whole wine cooler debacle?

No, wine is the last thing that we need.

- Now you get with them Power Rangers out there,

but leave my wine alone.

Matter of fact, hand me the bottle and a straw.

- I will not.

Now, Marie Claire, one hour.

Taking the wine.

- Oh my god, this bitch makes me sick.

- [Jaelyn] One hour.

[Chantel sighs] [somber music]

[ominous music]

- [Chantel] Ooh child, okay so now we know

that it wasn't Izzy wearing that shawl,

and she better be glad that it wasn't.

I should've known that Izzy would never betray me like that,

after the way I've changed her life

and everything I've done for her.

But Raven, on the other hand?

I've got questions that need answers.

What is my bitch doing paying this bitch?

I guess we'll find out.

[tense music]

[elevator dings]

- My little ray of sunshine.

It's been a long time since you invited me here.

Do you miss me?

- Never.

- That'll be a hell yes.

[eerie music]

Fuckin' up, Ray.

Yeah, you fuckin' up.

- Look, miss me with all of that shit,

and I'm sick of being the runaround for you, and Chantel,

and whatever hell else y'all got goin' on.

- What the fuck are you doin' for Chantel besides wigs

and what I tell you to do?

- Did you come here intending for me to slit your throat,

or is this quasi-gangster routine an ad lib?

I am not Chantel, or Dayna.

We will go blow for blow all night.

- Yeah, I know.

- This nigga is so damn disgusting, look.

I paid the hoe, this shit is over.

So no more spying on Chantel, and no more runnin' around

being a mule for you.

- Who are you talkin' to?

No, you need to watch your fuckin' mouth,

because it was you who needed to come up off them streets.

Hustlin', weed, doin' hair.

Yeah, you were struggling

with a baby has special needs.

- No, you leave my son out of this.

- All I'm sayin' is, I took care of you, right?

And him.

So don't come at me like that.

Go 'head and put your size 12 back on.

- Lord, dig this.

I took care of the problem.

I saved you, I saved Chantel, I saved me.

Now if you could stop pickin' up bitches

from off the street, maybe we can move the fuck on.

- Yo, every- - No, don't say nothin' else.

Save all of that for Chantel.

I don't need to hear no more of your lies.

[somber music]

This is not the streets, Kane.

This is fashion, finesse.

Business, Chantel's dream,

and all this grimy stuff you got running?

It's gonna ruin it.

For her.

[Kane scoffs]

- Yo, what the fuck is this really about?

- She don't need this.

And you don't deserve her.

- Oh, I don't deserve her?

Then who does, hm?

You?

You?

[Kane scoffs]

[Raven sighs]

[fire crackling]

Hey, baby.

[phone chimes]

- A man?

Oh my god.

Oh my god!

She's dead?

[dramatic music]

[Kane sighs]

- No that's, what?

- Kane.

[thunder booming]

[intense music]

Oh my god, she's dead?

- It is imperative that we get out there

and do some damage control.

- I'll be damned if I see you repeat my mistakes.

- We still have a business to run,

and I want every damn penny's worth.

- Listen up, let the slaying officially begin.

- You wanna play with me?

- The police are here.

- LAPD homicide, Detective Stacks and Decker.

- Have you been drinking?

A brand ambassador cannot be the two of you anymore.

- You're just sittin' here accusing me of fucking hoes,

and killin' bitches, in front of my wife?

Man, I should knock your fuckin' teeth down your throat!

[dramatic music]

You don't think that I killed this bitch.

- Fight, until there's nothing left,

and you're the last one standing,

because one thing you never do is let another bitch win.

[upbeat hip hop music] ♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ Real bitch right here

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ I don't really even give a fuck ♪

♪ It ain't goin' down it's goin' up ♪

♪ Gotta keep that Henny in my cup ♪

♪ Try me if you wanna press your luck ♪

♪ Bitch it's up and it's stuck and it's stuck ♪