Original subtitles

- I see where all of this is headed.

And it's not stardom.

- Fuck you.

[Chantel sniffing]

- [Chantel] Previously on "Haus of Vicious."

- All right, all right.

- Kane was arrested for patronizing a prostitute.

- Leave his ass there.

How'd you get out?

Who'd you call?

- I told you to call my lawyer,

not to pretend to be my wife.

- Lousy shame of a man.

- Wait a minute.

- I don't have another minute.

- Okay, just wait a minute.

- No, I don't got another minute to give you, okay?

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

- Ain't nobody tipping around.

- With your whore.

- 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.

What is my bitch doing paying this bitch?

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

You miss me?

- Never.

- Oh my god, she's dead?

Kane.

[sirens wailing] [somber music]

Oh my god, she's dead?

- What the fuck?

- And a glass of Isabella.

From the lady.

- No, this...

What?

[dispatch conversing]

[police officer knocking]

- [Chantel] One thing about Kane,

you gotta give him an A for consistency,

'cause he gonna always put me in a trick bag.

Now Kane, you couldn't see that this was a man?

No, really, like you blind now?

You can't see a neck.

At this point, I could put a hair dryer in your hand

and tell you it's a gun.

I mean, come on, man, if that's what you're into

just say that.

- Well, I'll be damned.

I know I didn't raise you,

show you the arc of a woman,

give you everything anyone could ever want,

and the first time I let you loose into the world,

you repay my kindness in weakness?

Oh.

You make this the last time I wipe pity from your face.

[Chantel screams]

Stand up.

Get your behind together.

That's right, dry it up.

Besides, I'll be damned

if I see you repeat my mistakes.

Now all men cheat, you may as well accept it.

It's the fast ass little harlots

they're sleeping with that are the real problem.

That's who you deal with.

- What am I supposed to do?

- Fight.

Fight until there's nothing left

and you're the last one standing,

'cause one thing you never do

is let another bitch win.

♪ 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 going down, it's going up ♪

♪ Gotta keep that Henny in my cup ♪

♪ Try me if you want to press your luck ♪

♪ Bitch is 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 ♪

[thunder crashing]

[upbeat music]

♪ Drowning fast

♪ This is too much for me

♪ God, I can not take this

- We are swamped with media.

- Yeah, they was crawling all over at the house too,

that's why Paula made us come to the motel.

- All right, it is imperative

that we get out there and do some damage control.

We have to respond.

- Well, the last I heard, silence was a response.

- It was until it wasn't,

and now it isn't.

- Okay, well, Paula told us to stay here and stay silent

until she gets back to us.

And since Paula is the attorney,

we gonna do what she says.

- You can not continue to go down this path.

Literally, every single day there's a new scandal.

And there's only so much I can kill.

- Well then, maybe you need to get an assistant then,

since your scandals are suddenly limited.

- Or perhaps you need to realize

this is not a reality TV show and you are not Scrappy.

- All right, how's the photo shoot going?

- Photo shoot?

What the fuck are you thinking about

a photo shoot right now?

Chantel, seriously?

- Yes, seriously.

Because that's the shit that keeps your life going.

The life that you keep fucking up.

Don't make me ask again, Jaelyn.

- I don't know, perhaps Milan is handling it.

- We still have a business to run.

And I'm paying that top model top dollar

and I want every damn penny's worth.

- How can you even think about this right now?

- [Chantel] You know how I can.

- Miss Jaelyn?

- What?

- The police are here.

- I'll handle it.

Put your phone on mute right now, the police are here.

- [Detective Stacks] Hello.

- [Jaelyn] Hi, can I help you?

- LAPD Homicide, Detective Stacks and Decker.

We'd like to speak with Kane.

- You'd like to speak with Kane without a warrant

or his attorney present?

- We don't need all that,

we just wanna talk to him.

- Well, I can speak for Mr. Kane

on his public relation matter.

- Yeah, this ain't that.

- Well, it can turn into that

if you think you're gonna talk to a Black man

as a suspect without an attorney or a warrant.

- Look, we just wanna ask him a few questions

about his relationship with our victim Thomas Green.

- Victim, what?

- He may know him...

Her, as Ivy Green.

- I don't know no nigga named Thomas.

I damn sure don't know no bitch named Ivy.

- Well, Detective, any and all concerns that you have,

you can direct it to Paula Wilson Esquire.

Now please see your way out.

[Detective Stacks chuckles]

- Have it your way.

- That's the only way to have it, motherfucker.

- But rest assured, we'll be back.

We're not done here.

- Detective, if you do come back, come correct.

Because the media is truly tired of police fuck ups.

- Oh, I'm sure they're just as tired of Kane's fuck ups.

- What the fuck that nigga just say?

Bitch, that bitch don't know me.

I know you don't think that I killed this bitch.

Chantel.

Chantel, you know me better than that.

- Kane, ever since we blew up, I don't know you at all.

- Okay, they're gone, you can unmute.

- I'm about to call Paula about this bullshit.

[Tia knocking]

- [Jaelyn] What?

- Carlos' agent is on hold for you.

He said it's regarding the photo shoot,

like the one that's happening now.

- Fuck!

Okay, I'll handle it.

And now I have to put out another fire.

- Shit!

- Hello, Art.

♪ Oh

♪ Hey

♪ Oh

♪ Okay

♪ One, two, bring the beat in

♪ Better watch yourself

♪ Come on

♪ Back at me

♪ Oh, come on

- Hey, you.

- Hey, beautiful.

So Miss Avery, successful, doing your thing out here.

You single, you in a relationship,

it's complicated, what's up?

- Oh, is that how they do it where you from?

- How they do what?

- Just assumed I'm wrapped up in a guy

or I got a problem with one?

- No, I wasn't trying to say nothing like that.

Perhaps I should rephrase that question.

- Perhaps that might be a good idea.

- Are you single?

- Married.

- Really?

- Oh, it's too big to wear at work.

- Oh, wow.

I wasn't trying to impose or intrude

or anything like that.

Oh, you know what?

Wow, okay, okay.

- Got you.

- Yeah, okay, that's how we doing it, all right.

- I mean, your face was so stuck though.

- I was about to say, he not in here though,

so what's up?

I'm trying to see what's up.

- But no.

I mean, it's just me, myself, and trashy tea.

- Right on, right on.

- So what's up with you?

- You know, I...

Give me one second.

What's up with you?

- I needed to go somewhere where somebody loves me.

- Oh my god.

Somebody in they feelings today, huh?

- I just get so fucking mad.

Mad at myself, mad at God for making me this way.

Why do I always have to struggle?

Why do I always have to find a way

or steal a fucking way for myself?

Where do I get a break, huh?

I been searching for love since I was six years old, Milan.

I'm tired.

And this nigga, I thought he was different.

I thought he was the one.

He took me out, he saw me and wanted me

for who I am, as I am,

and I thought for once, just once,

I'm finally good enough as I am for someone.

I'm finally good enough to be enough.

But I wasn't.

- Iz, you gotta be enough for yourself first and foremost.

Your self worth is determined on what you think,

not what some bitch ass nigga thinks

who's just out here trying to use you.

That's the nigga who ain't worth it.

We got shit to do.

You got faces to beat, all right?

You got shit to slay.

We don't have time for this.

I'll tell you what, where this nigga stay at, man?

I'll drop you off, I'll go pick up some of the homies,

we can go slide on this nigga right now.

We gonna fuck this nigga up right now.

I keep my shank on me, I cut fabric, I cut niggas.

- Yo, calm down.

I got this.

- [Milan] Okay.

- When I get home, I got some juju for that ass.

- Okay, that's what I like to hear.

Okay.

- [Izzy] I'm back, dog.

- [Milan] All right, love you, sis.

- [Izzy] I love you too.

- [Milan] That's what's up.

- All right, bitches, listen up.

Let the slaying officially begin.

- How about all this Kane drama going on?

I mean, it's one thing to speak on it

from the outside looking in,

but to be all up in it though.

This shit-

- Look, they have their little private hell,

and we keep their public heaven on point.

- All right, bitches, let's get started.

- Hey!

- The glam gods have smiled on your face this day, honey.

My fierceness on this face is about to be everything.

Hey, boo.

- Hey, Miss Ma'am, my face still wishes

it needed your skill.

- Now how you gonna compliment me and you at the same time?

That's fierce.

[upbeat music]

- Yes, Vicious, come on!

Y'all better get it, bitches.

Wait a minute, so what are your thoughts

on being the Vicious man three years in a row?

- I really dig it, you know?

I feel good as hell in this stuff,

'cause I look good as hell.

- Oh, okay.

- Sorry, guys, we have an early wrap

on this photo shoot for Mr. Carlos.

- What?

We only on the second look.

- And of course, I'm sure they're amazing.

Thank you so much, we appreciate you as always.

- Well, all right, peace, y'all.

- Bye, boo.

- Okay, people, let's move to the boards

with just the ladies.

- All right, turn up.

- Hey, hey, hey!

♪ So high in paradise

♪ We realize that we are the shit ♪

♪ We just got to keep on flowing ♪

♪ My love to her, I'm devoted

♪ Your love's like my magic potion ♪

♪ We ain't getting no younger, baby ♪

♪ As long as I got your loving

- [Bridgette] Need validation?

- What?

Fuck no, I don't need nobody to validate me.

I know exactly who the fuck I am.

- She means parking.

Do you need your parking validated?

- No, I took an Uber.

I don't need the fucking press following me,

I don't need that shit in my life.

- Have you been drinking?

Okay.

Perhaps, we should reschedule this for tomorrow.

- Do not disrespect my motherfucking time here.

Now you know that I got a whole lot going on,

yet you insisted that I come up here

for an emergency meeting, right?

Well, I'm here.

And I'm not rescheduling shit.

- Okay.

Well, I guess we should begin.

- Yep.

- When we agreed to work with you,

it was under the pretense that we could-

- Do that next level shit.

- We discussed this being a great company to work with,

and we were determined to insure Vicious' success in public-

- Come on, come on, come on,

what the fuck are we talking about?

Time is money.

- Okay, here's the bottom line.

The media has found a new set of bad boy and bad girl stars,

You and Chantel, and every day, you and your wife

are being torn apart all over Al Gore's internet.

- What the fuck are we talking about climate change for?

Money, can we talk about money?

Money, write that down.

- With all due respect,

your company is in the red.

- Too many of your majority stake holders

have dumped their stocks.

And here's who's left.

- Barely.

- Oh, really, bro?

I see y'all.

- Hey, we are simply not happy

with the way things are going.

- Well, fuck y'all.

Next.

- It's not that simple.

I wish it was.

- Well, do you have any suggestions?

- At this time, the only thing I can suggest

that may turn things around,

is that we change the face of the company.

- Change the what?

- We need a brand ambassador of sorts, if you will.

- It sounds promising.

- We could use an up and coming person,

or a well established celebrity.

You and Chantel can decide,

but one thing is for certain,

after this most recent headline,

it can not be the two of you anymore.

- You have lost your motherfucking mind.

Y'all playing with me?

- I know you're upset, but just hear me out, okay?

- You know what, fuck that.

All right?

Don't ever come at me like this again.

Me and my wife done put too much work into Vicious.

We done busted our ass,

and we not new to this.

And we not gonna fold just because you

or your little money grubbers say so.

I don't know what the hell you thought this was.

And you know what,

the next time that any of you wanna come for me,

you better come correct.

- Bridgette, will you see to it

that he makes it out of the building safely?

Go.

I want to apologize for Kane's behavior.

We don't encourage day drinking.

[upbeat music]

- So you like LA?

- It's growing on me.

It's growing on me.

- Me too.

I'm gonna be hiking.

- I can already see it,

this is gonna be your lifestyle.

- Oh, come on.

- I'ma find space too though, it's gonna be all right.

- That ain't gonna be me, babe,

'cause I'm gonna have my own clothing line.

Babe, so when I start this company,

and I'ma be designing for the world,

they're gonna be like, "Chantel!"

They're gonna be calling my name.

- Whatever you need, you know I got you.

- I know.

- You know that, right?

- I believe in you like you believe in me.

- I'll get it, I'll get it.

There you go.

Such a beautiful baby, really beautiful.

[record scratches]

Where the hell did you come from?

- Oh, just over-

- [Chantel] Why are you here, Tia?

- I eat lunch here every day.

That was so sweet of you.

I bet you're a good mom.

- Now you know damn well I don't have any children.

- I mean, you would be a great mom.

- Is your lunch almost over?

Because we definitely don't want any police

getting by you again, now do we?

Now, Tia.

- Fucking bitch!

'Cause we don't need any more police getting by you.

Fuck you.

[Tia groans]

No, no, no, breathe just like they taught you.

It's okay, you made a mistake, she will forgive you.

Shit, forgive her.

Just relax.

Just play it cool.

You need something that will stop her

from picking on you.

TMZ, the police were at the Haus of Vicious

looking for Kane.

- [Chantel] Do you see this?

There's only two type of people who call TMZ,

the one who wants revenge

or the one who wants clout.

But y'all, I don't even know this bitch

to have done something to her

for her to be mad to want revenge,

so it's gotta be for clout.

Damn, sneaky ass pretending to be innocent.

- Let's try this again.

Where were you the night and time in question?

- Yo, you gotta let him just keep on-

- Detective, tread lightly.

I advised my client to come here of his own volition,

show a little respect.

- Yo man, I'm paying you too much for this.

This shit should be illegal.

They rode up on me like some narcs.

- [Attorney] Just relax.

- Given your last arrest,

you would know how narcs roll up, wouldn't you?

- It's irrelevant, what are you talking about?

That's the past.

- Yeah, that ain't got nothing to do with none of this.

That shit was like 20 years ago.

- 12.

Probation ended seven years ago,

so technically it hasn't-

- Irregardless, I don't think that you even know-

- Regardless.

- What?

- Regardless.

- Well, regardless, that ain't got nothing to do

with what you conversating about.

- Okay, stop,

just stop and let your attorney do all the talking.

- Ivy Green, she was just one of many women

you had contact with.

- [Kane] And?

- There was Tamika Lewis.

- Who?

- Tamika.

- Talking about Little Tamika from The Bricks?

From Newark?

- Yeah.

- Do you recall your last reaction with Miss Lewis?

- Man, whatever the fuck that girl told you is a lie.

All right, she's a pathological liar.

She used to lie about being my girlfriend in high school.

What the fuck is this really about?

- Do you know where she is now?

Dead.

And on to Angela Christian, deceased as well.

Died the same way as Miss Lewis and Miss Green, violently.

- No, no, no, no!

Now look, are you trying to say that I'm out here

killing bitches like I'm some fucking serial killer

or something like that?

- Are you?

- Yo, dead ass, get me the fuck outta here, man.

You gonna let this cop talk to me like that?

- Just have a seat, I got this, relax.

- Let's get back to the night in question.

Tell us about Dana Ortiz, who is she to you?

- I don't know what the fuck you talking about.

- Raven Mitchell, that name ring any bells?

- What?

Raven? [scoffs]

- Okay, look, we have footage of you entering the building

where Miss Mitchell lives the night of the murder.

Eye witnesses saw you take her private elevator

up to her apartment.

- What?

- And we know that you're aware

that Miss Mitchell knew the victim Miss Green.

- All right, first of all,

Raven works for me, okay?

She works for us.

And the reason that I was at her apartment

was because she was making a wig for my mother.

All right, my mother has cancer.

How the fuck should I know who Raven knows?

- [Chantel] This is a lie.

- At 11:00 P.M. you went to see an employee

about making a wig for your mother?

I see.

Is there more to your relationship with Miss Mitchell?

- Yo man, who the fuck you think you talking to?

Who is this guy talking to?

You sitting here accusing me of fucking hoes

and killing bitches in front of my wife?

- [Detective Stacks] Easy now.

- Man, I should knock your fucking teeth down your throat.

- [Detective Stacks] Oh, temper, temper.

- [Chantel] Yep, that's me,

sitting there looking dumb as hell.

It's my first time hearing about all these dead bitches.

And Raven creeping around with Kane?

I am shocked!

But you gotta be smarter than that, Ray.

Cause Kane dont care about nobody but himself.

And now youre an accomplice to his bullshit.

I dont wanna lose you, Ray.

But Kane aint gonna be happy until he takes EVERYTHING I got.

- You know what, fuck this.

If you got something on me, charge me.

Go ahead and do it.

If not, fuck you and fuck them dead bitches.

- We're done.

- For now.

♪ Selfish

♪ Lately you been selfish with your love ♪

♪ Lately you don't wanna give that up ♪

♪ I can't tell you the last time we touched ♪

♪ I think I need someone new to fuck ♪

♪ Sometimes I give a fuck way too much ♪

♪ Give you too much rope, you break the trust ♪

♪ If it's meant to be, I'll wait, no rush ♪

♪ Selfish

♪ Lately you've been selfish with your love ♪

♪ Lately you don't wanna give that up ♪

♪ I can't tell you the last time we touched ♪

♪ I think I need someone new to fuck ♪

♪ Sometimes I give a fuck way too much ♪

♪ Give you too much rope, you break the trust ♪

♪ If it's meant to be, I'll wait, no rush ♪

♪ Selfish

♪ Lately you been selfish with your love ♪

♪ Lately you don't wanna give that up ♪

♪ I can't tell you the last time we touched ♪

- All this fighting.

All this fighting, Mother.

- Fight!

Fight until there's nothing left.

♪ If it's meant to be, I'll wait, no rush ♪

- And still there was Jay, Raheem,

Kareem, Travis, and Kane.

- That's what I'm talking about now!

I told you, what I tell you?

- You can't keep a man that doesn't wanna be kept.

Don't give up, you said.

Don't ever let a bitch win, you said.

- Baby?

I got your seed money.

Uh huh.

[Chantel squeals]

- But men, all men, even your own daddy ain't shit.

- Men ain't shit.

That was your favorite, men ain't shit.

But what you never told me

is what am I fighting for?

Like, I wanna know.

Like, what is the goddamn prize?

Because I'm tired.

I am so tired.

I'm tired of you haunting me!

I'm tired of being the reenactment

of your fucked up pain!

- You let go of me!

Stop it!

- I'm just tired.

[Chantel sniffling]

Mother.

So you know what I'm gonna do, Mother?

Whatever the fuck I wanna do.

♪ Don't do me wrong

♪ 'Cause I'm so weak, but all this pain keep growing strong ♪

♪ I try my best to fake a smile and just move on ♪

♪ I give my life before I see you dead and gone ♪

♪ I'm fighting hard, but all this pain's following me ♪

♪ That's when that love I need the most don't feel the same ♪

♪ I called on God, it's like his phone don't ever ring ♪

♪ Like no one better to protect you from the rain ♪

♪ They cross you out like you was never even gang ♪

♪ I'm on my body now

♪ No conversations when they talking it's like yadda ya ♪

♪ No helping hands, I can not save you ♪

♪ Ain't my problem now

♪ I'm always faded, call me crazy ♪

♪ I'm the problem child

♪ These drugs don't calm me down ♪

♪ Don't touch my patience

♪ 'Cause these demons being conjured out ♪

♪ I call for help, but in return I do not hear a sound ♪

♪ Can't stand this pain

♪ It's so foreign, it's just gonna wear me down ♪

- I know I fucked up,

but you know I ain't kill nobody.

- Except me.

Every single fucking day that I'm with your ass.

Every moment you bring death to me.

I can't even have a live baby with your ass.

You just one cursed motherfucker.

- Chantel, I'm trying to think of the right words

to say to you, so that you'll understand.

Growing up, shit was always crazy for me.

Talking about really fucked up.

My mother ain't have nobody,

and then the streets got her.

My father was a crashing one, you know that.

I never had a peace of mind until I found you.

I found a home with you.

And I know that we've been through a lot, I know.

Baby, ain't none of that gonna break us, all right, not us.

Chantel, I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

- Kane, if you don't get the fuck away from me,

I'm gonna karate kick your ass.

Do you think at this particular moment

that I care about your raggedy ass pipe smoking mama

or your milk carton ass daddy?

Fuck your crack head mama

and fuck your windblown daddy, and fuck you.

My mama always told me that men ain't shit.

From what I can see,

ain't shit that's too high frequency for you.

Now in the best interest of your health,

get the fuck away from me.

- Okay, look, Chantel-

- Okay, I'ma tell you what,

I'ma get up, and when I do,

if you try that bear hugging shit with me,

I swear on God, I'ma fuck you up.

- I know it, you clearly upset, I can see that,

you need to cool off.

I'ma give you space,

I just need you to know that I love you.

- Love?

You don't love nobody, Kane,

you don't even love your damn self.

Get the fuck away from me.

- What?

- Get the fuck out!

Oh, you ain't gonna move?

Let me help you, motherfucker.

- [Kane] Yo, what are you doing?

- Telling your sorry ass goodbye.

- All right, goddamn it, just stop.

How the hell you gonna put me out?

- Oh, like this.

This is my shit.

My house, my money.

Now you gonna get the fuck up outta here,

or I'ma burn it to the ground.

Now move.

- Mm mm.

- Oh, you wanna play with me?

- All right, all right, chill.

- I said move.

First it was some bitch named Dana,

next it was some dead bitch with a dick.

- I was fucked up, I didn't even know that Ivy was trans.

- Oh, I thought you wasn't there?

Yeah, don't get quiet now, nigga.

Listen, and while we at it,

let's talk about expired ass Tamika

and traitorous ass Raven that you're fucking,

her ass is fired.

- I didn't fuck Raven.

Now you heard me tell the police why I was there.

[Chantel chuckles]

- Your lying ass lies so much you forgot that I know

your mama is dead.

Now you gonna get the fuck up outta here

or I'ma help your ass do it.

Oh, you got me fuck up.

♪ Any bitch

♪ Any bitch

♪ Any bitch

- Use me, you Black bastard.

- [Kane] Whoa, are you fucking crazy?

[thunder crashing]

- [Chantel] On the next "Haus of Vicious."

- That should be me standing there, proud of you.

That bitch stole your designs

and now she's all over the world.

- Now I done asked your ass a question.

- Me and Kane have known each other longer than you think.

- Are you fucking my husband?

- What you gonna do about it then?

- Take you on a date.

- I got some bad news,

we've just been uninvited to Paris Fashion Week.

- Fuck them.

It's their loss, I don't do sorry,

I don't do regret, and I wasn't raised to fold.

You can either be loyal,

or you can grab your shit,

I'll cut you a check, and you can leave.

- Here's all the information on the house you asked for.

- I gotta save my marriage.

- [Dana] Are you serious?

But you promised, we had a deal, you said-

- Dana, there's no buts.

- [Dana] Fuck you and your wife.

I'm pregnant.

- [Chantel] Well, I'll be damned.

♪ 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 going down, it's going up ♪

♪ Got to keep that Henny in my cup ♪

♪ Try me if you wanna press your luck ♪

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