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- Previously on House of Vicious.

- I want you gone.

- I want every fucking thing you and Kane stole from me.

- She's pregnant, Kane?

- You ain't no fucking victim here.

- How did you miss this?

- I'm trying to save you from your self.

I quit.

And I'm done with you.

[crashing] [glass breaking]

- Mam, you're under arrest.

- What?

- Let me tell you something,

I've had enough.

It's been two years

and I know you miss the idea of your daddy living here.

And I know what I said,

woman supposed to fight for her man

til the last drop of blood,

but I was down to plasma when he left.

Between his side women,

his backyard children,

and them drunk spirits,

he wasn't even here when he was here.

Let it go.

Plenty of black women who wanna cry, lay down,

and not get up again,

that's a luxury we don't have.

Move on.

Stand up.

Come here.

Turn around.

Hold your arms up.

Come here.

You know I was 18 once.

Pretty.

Shapely.

Sheltered and naive.

Then I met your daddy.

Oh, he was so fine,

he was pretty and smooth.

First man I ever been with.

One day, my mother was measuring me for a dress,

and she said to me exactly what I'm about to say to you.

You have two choices;

Dr. Donna's clinic

or you can marry Daryl Lick Dick.

You choose.

But you will not curse my bloodline with a bastard.

Now, pray tell, what you plan to do?

♪ 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 wanna press your luck ♪

♪ Bitches 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 ♪

[camera shutter clicks]

[door slams] - you had my wife arrested?

- Okay, look, I tried,

I tried to talk to you but I had no choice.

How could you let her get away with what she did?

- First of all,

how do I know that you didn't fuck all this shit up

and then get my wife to take the blame?

'Cause to me, that sounds a little bit more realistic.

- She tried to kill me and our baby, Kane.

- She never tried to kill you.

And our baby?

Goddamn you are delusional.

Baby?

You really think that I would let you raise my baby?

Me and my wife are going to raise that baby.

You see, I'm gonna have my lawyers on you so fucking fast,

you're not gonna know whether you're coming or going.

- You don't mean that.

- Dayna, I don't make idle threats.

You're gonna drop those fucking charges this morning.

I need to hear you say it.

- I'm gonna.

- You're gonna what?

- Drop the charges.

- When?

- This morning.

- That's what I thought.

- Kane.

I was there for you.

She wasn't.

- Really, when?

- You're here to watch me buy you shit?

Yeah.

Watch me give you money?

Yeah, you were always there

to benefit.

When were you really there?

Were you there when I needed you,

when I needed someone to talk to,

someone to build with?

No, that was my wife, Chantel.

Period.

- Kane.

I thought you loved me.

- Just drop the fucking charges.

I am not playing with you.

- You see, the problem with a side bitch

is they forget and want main bitch privileges.

Now, if you gonna be a hoe, don't be a dumb hoe,

a low blow hoe,

a I-didn't-know hoe.

You need to be a stay-in-your-lane hoe,

but you getting beside yourself 'cause he done let you in

and now you think you a open-door hoe.

So, now you a gots-to-go hoe.

When will they learn they'll never be the wife?

That spot is taken unless I let you have it,

and I'm not doing that.

- This is the 10 cent tour,

we don't have a lot of time.

Eventually, I'll let you explore

every nook and cranny of this place.

- Oh, every nook and cranny?

- Focus.

Focus.

- Focus?

How you expect me to focus?

You wake me up again at o'dark thirty

to show me your world,

which by the way is on some mini Wayne Manor ass shit.

Before three sips in,

my whole social media world is blowing up

because our boss' mugshot is on the gram.

- Ahh, ahh, ahh.

- I have 50,000 messages.

- Mam, mam.

This is why we'll be creating

some new positive vibes in the morning,

starting some new habits.

Your first new habit will be me.

- Oh, is that right?

- Yeah, absolutely.

No work before 8AM.

- And apparently no sleep either with this new habit I got.

- We will start off our mornings with--

- Our mornings?

- Yes, honoring our positive energy, affirmations.

We'll go sailing everyday.

I designed a boat,

I think you'll love her.

- Oh, so you just don't be drawing boats?

You saying you own one?

- Yeah, them boats don't go on bottles,

those are real boats,

they aint gonna go on a bottle.

- Like, a boat on the water?

- Yeah, yeah.

I mean, I love to sail,

it's just very tranquil and relaxing

and it's just a peaceful kind of vibe kind of thing for me.

- But do you have air conditioner here though?

- I'm more of an ocean breeze kind of guy.

Honestly, I really love sailing,

it's empowering,

it's enthralling,

you feel free,

it's creative.

So yeah, we gotta get out there,

have an incredible time.

Spend a day or two maybe, you know.

Avery.

Mam.

- Hm? Yes.

- Are you with me?

- Sir.

- Are you okay?

- Yeah, it's warm.

[sighs]

Look, I gotta go, man.

I'm gonna have a car take you home.

- Hold up, so you're gonna leave me here?

- I'll see you at work.

I'm sorry.

The door's lock on their own,

I can control it from my phone.

- You brought me to your house to leave me here by myself?

- I know, I'm sorry.

Just, I'll text you in a second.

- You sorry?

- I'll text you.

- Wait, what, you gonna?

I feel low key kidnapped in this bitch.

Wait a minute.

Y'all.

Why he just leave me?

I know, he said he gonna text me.

The car.

He just sent a car.

This some bullshit.

- This is not easy,

but you have to decide.

The doctor's on her way in.

- I can't.

I can't do this.

- Don't feel bad about what you did.

You brought real joy to another family.

Fashion Institute of Technology, here we come.

My checklist has been met,

lost weight,

beautiful,

smart,

talented,

tough.

- We gonna get into this and real quick.

Why didn't you call me?

- Tia, create an office memo.

We have a new policy,

knock on my goddamn door

or get sent the fuck home.

And Tia, goddamn is spelled G-A-W-D damn.

- That voice memo you just sent to Tia, so needed,

'cause these folk need rules and enforcements around here.

Now, as I was saying,

why didn't you call me?

- For what?

- To save your ass from getting locked up.

Bitch, you know I got a cloak and was raised in Santeria.

Santa Marta don't play by me baby.

What you looking at?

10?

15?

- Izzy, we got this interview that I gotta focus on.

This is big league shit

and we prepped for this for a long time

and only our A-game is acceptable.

- Oh my god, 25 to life, Chantel, how could you?

When you know how I get down.

Shit, I gotta barrel full of graveyard dirt

hidden at my Madrina's house,

you could've called me.

I know you were anxious to kill Kane,

but you could've waited.

- Kill Kane? What?

- Some shit you gotta pump the motherfucking brakes on

til it's a full moon,

you got some black candles,

and some green bananas.

Now, here come the police again.

- Are you out of your fucking mind?

I don't even know what the fuck you're talking about

'cause I'm not doing that shit.

And plus, I would never kill Kane and get caught.

- Oh really?

Then why were you dragged down to the clinkers?

- Mkay, that's a long story,

but just know that it involves me fucking up that house

that Kane bought that bitch Dayna,

with my money.

- Hold up.

Kane did what?

No judgment, sis.

- See, now when you start with no judgment,

that's already hypocritical,

so just go ahead and spit the shit out.

- Fine.

What are your deal breakers? Huh?

Seriously, I wanna know.

Where are the boundaries?

How far does Kane get to go

before you decide to walk away?

Izzy,

I know that you love me

and I appreciate it,

I really do.

Me and Kane have some shit

that nobody's gonna understand but us.

We came from some fucked up situations

and we saved each other.

We were really all that we had.

So, you like LA?

- It's growing on me.

It's growing on me.

- Me too.

People gonna be like Chantel,

gonna be calling my name.

- Whatever you need, you know I got you.

I got your seed money.

We were really all that we had.

So, we came out of those lives

and we built a new one together.

- Chantel, I'm worried.

- I need you to stop this.

Now, you know one thing Chantel knows how to do,

is take care of Chantel.

What I need for you to do for me

is you tell that motherfucker Dom

to keep his hands off of you or I will fuck him up.

Now, can we please get back to this face?

People who live in glass houses,

they love to throw bricks.

We're all being judged

by someone who isn't even close

to having their own shit together.

I know that Izzy is coming from a place of love,

but baby girl, love yourself the way you love me.

How you gonna offer Santa Marta to help me

when she letting you get your ass beat?

- Hey.

I said hello, you there, in the jumper.

Hey.

What's wrong?

What's wrong with you?

- We hang out,

you at my place all the time,

I mean, if we almost fuck,

and then you just up and leave with no explanation really

with some dry ass catch you later.

- I didn't even say that.

- Well, whatever you said or didn't say,

you was rude.

But maybe you think I don't deserve an explanation.

- Time out.

We're at work,

if you have something you need to talk to me about,

you have my phone number.

Otherwise, you can pull me aside and we can speak then,

but this little temper tantrum attitude shit.

- I don't know who you think you talking to,

but you ain't talking to Avery like that.

Actions reveal the bullshit.

I'm good on this.

You ain't that cute anyway.

- You know what is cute?

- Your vulnerability right now

'cause you obviously feeling a brother.

Whatever, I don't need this.

- What you need is to know that I'm a good dude

and I'm not gonna fuck this up.

- Oh, so what are you implying, that I'm gonna fuck it up?

- If I had to put the money down.

- But you're already fucking it up.

- But who's spicy right now, me or you?

- Really?

Spicy?

- My taco's mild right now,

your taco is extra spicy.

So, if somebody fuck it up,

it's not gonna be me is what I'm saying.

- But you've already started fucking it up.

- How?

'Cause you can't communicate?

- Oh, sir,

did you just say communicate,

'cause that's what this whole thing is about,

you didn't say anything,

you just left.

- I told you where I was going,

my answer just didn't suffice for you.

It was too short,

'cause I told you I took a call and I had to go.

- But I text you later and you never hit me back.

Communicate?

You wanna talk about communication.

- All right, look, look, look.

Time out, time out, time out.

I'm sorry, okay.

I could've done a better job of communicating.

- Let me explain apology to you.

Apologies are changed behavior,

that's how that work, okay.

- You have to let me know what you want me to change

in order for me to do it.

But, once again, I'm sorry,

I'll do better with my communication.

- So, you gonna do it again?

- No.

Is that a good answer?

- That's a good answer.

- Okay, can you go to your little desk now?

There go my girl.

Go head to your station.

Yeah, there she is.

Go over there to your station.

Air spank your booty.

Yeah, air spank.

- Call me later.

- All right, maybe.

Jesus Christ.

Ooh, communicate, say something.

Nigga, I did.

The fuck.

- So, Chantel,

the runway is your home away from home.

Why don't you take us back

to the beginnings of the Haus of Vicious,

walk us through.

- Well, I was a little black girl, right,

who was trying to find herself.

And so, when I found myself,

like really really found myself,

I just emerged in six inch pumps and a Kente Cloth dress.

So, I started designing for so many people

and just kept designing and kept designing,

and then I realized that it's about finding my peace,

and I wanted to step from behind the scenes

to be on the scene and be seen.

- Surprise.

- The fuck you doing here?

- Came to check out my investment.

Niggas on the streets told me you was out here

getting your top fashion on,

so I wanted to come see for myself.

- How you even get out?

You know they set traps for rats?

- Never.

I will slice your fucking throat first.

And to think it was me who came to get you

when your mama was running around on the street

butt ass naked.

Fed you.

Brought you under my wing.

Got you a job.

Taught you this game.

I literally schooled you on how to keep a bitch

that was too good for you.

You are who you are because of me.

You owe me.

- Yeah, while I appreciate all that,

nigga, I don't owe you shit.

- Oh really?

[chuckles]

I'll tell you what,

I want the motherfucking money

you and Raven stole from me,

plus interest.

Or, I can get a percentage of Vicious.

Your choice.

But I tell you what,

if I don't get one or the other by tomorrow night,

you'll see me again.

Have a good shoot.

- I kept giving away pieces of myself, you know,

just little pieces of myself,

because I thought that that was my peace.

And then I slowly began to realize I had to take my L's,

and I decided to step out into my money,

my namaste,

and my opportunity.

[laughing]

And my purpose of course.

Yeah, yeah.

'Cause I needed people, the world,

to feel me.

You know?

So, welcome to Haus of Vicious,

where little black girls can be anything they want to be.

- They can be, but not you.

That was good, right y'all?

Yeah.

- Here is the fantasy.

- Are you okay?

- Now, here is the reality.

- Fuck everybody.

- Can't you see that I'm in love with you?

- Are you okay?

You'll never be good enough.

- I see where all of this is headed.

- Baby girl, you all right?

- Stop it!

[yelling]

Dress in a sheet that you designed.

- Did y'all hear what he,

did y'all hear him?

- Dance with me goddammit!

- Hold your head

up!

- [Chantel] You see, I'm good for a minute,

and then something happens.

Pandora's box opens up

and all the darkness in my mind flows out uninvited.

How do I fight the thoughts in my head?

Never have I dealt with anything more difficult

than my own demons.

Monsters don't live under the bed,

they live in your head and torture your soul.

I gotta figure out how not to become

the demons I'm fighting.

[screaming]

- Oh my God!

- Chantel!

- Hey, somebody call a medic.

- Somebody call 9-1-1.

- Hold on, hold on.

- Aw shit, I don't think she's breathing.

- Don't, don't, don't, don't.

- Aura toot toot.

[phone buzzing]

[clears throat]

- Auri toot toot.

[phone buzzing]

- I say toot toot.

[phone buzzing]

- You wanna answer that?

Just answer it.

[phone buzzing]

- What is it?

Okay, what?

Slow down.

Okay.

Okay, okay, I'll be right there.

I gotta go.

- I'm sorry?

- Chantel.

- Chantel.

- She fainted, she passed--

- I thought you said you quit.

- Sharief, I did,

but it's an emergency.

- It's always an emergency with her.

- She needs me.

- Damn it, I need you.

- Sharief, she fainted, she fell off the stage,

she's unconscious.

Look, I need you to understand.

She doesn't have anybody else but me.

Okay, I know she's crazy and screwed up,

but please,

don't make me feel guilty for caring.

- Go.

Just go.

Okay.

- Thank you.

Excuse me, I'm looking for--

- Jaelyn.

Yo, thank you for coming.

- Look, we may have had our differences,

but we're family.

Where is everyone?

Downstairs getting coffee.

This shit is crazy.

They won't even let me go back there.

- What happened?

- She's using again.

- Mrs. Chantel is recovering.

It was a dangerous fall

and there's a few other things,

but from what I can tell,

she will make a full recovery.

- Can we see her?

- She should rest.

Tomorrow will be a better day for visitors.

- Doctor, can we discuss a statement for the press?

- I'm just gonna be here first thing in the morning.

- Listen,

I'm sorry for how I dealt with you earlier.

- It's okay.

I could've handled it differently.

I'm sorry.

- No, I thought about what happened

and the way I just popped up like that,

I'm sure you must've thought

I was on some straight bullshit.

- Don't disclaim it.

It's cool, I know we're not a couple.

- Will you stop that?

We are whatever we say we are.

[clears throat]

- Clearly y'all need a minute alone,

so I'm gonna hop my fine ass in a Uber

and go back to the office.

- Raven, you coming with me, baby?

- No, I think I'd feel better

if I stay here a little while longer.

- All right.

- Come on, we out.

- Well, give it up to the take charge Gods.

- The reason I left the way I did earlier

is I had to pick up my son.

I was late.

I'm a single father,

my son was with my mother,

and she had to get to work,

he had to get to school,

and when she called,

I just popped up without a thought.

And I should've explained myself

and let you know what's up,

and I hope you can understand.

- I wanna be like, aww baby,

I'm sorry for assuming the worst,

'cause I sure thought you had like two wives

and were trying to make me the third.

I was like, do he even have enough money for three wives?

- No.

- Damn.

[laughing]

- It's a hard no.

- No, but it's cool,

I just want you to know that you can tell me anything.

- Is that right?

- Yes.

For sure.

A son, huh?

- Yeah.

- Is he as cute as his daddy?

- I thought his daddy wasn't cute.

- I mean, you got a little haircut or something today.

- No, no, you switch your hair,

my hair stays the same.

[laughing]

♪ You know I'm down

♪ You don't have to wait around ♪

- Hey, my babies, come on in here.

Come on in here,

come on in here,

you know what time it is,

it's Trashy Tea Time,

where we serve no shade

and we always sprinkle a little sugar on shit, mkay.

Look, I know all y'all

are just really concerned about our girl, Chantel,

I'm here to report that my girl is doing just fine,

she's just a little exhausted

and needs a little rest and relaxation.

We all need some R&R every time and again.

My girl gonna keep it fly

and keep it laid to the side 'cause that's what she do.

So, y'all just keep throwing them hearts up,

keep sending love to my girl, Chantel,

and we'll be right here.

I'll be here everyday as I do

giving y'all your vicious moment, okay,

right here at the Haus of Vicious.

See y'all later.

Where the hell is hair and makeup?

- Hey, I was just about to head over to the hospital.

How's Chantel doing?

- She's fine, she's fine,

she's just,

they gave her something to get some good,

get some sleep.

Listen,

we need to talk.

- About?

- Stocks.

- Stocks?

You wanna talk about that right now

while your wife is in the hospital?

- I had unexpected circumstances kinda come up

and I need to make a short sale.

- You do know that's very risky.

- How?

I sell high, take a quick profit,

wait for it to go down low

and then I buy them back when the stocks are low.

What's risky about that?

- The only way that even begins to make sense

is if you sold right before you knew

the stock market was gonna take a hit,

which is insider trading,

which is a crime.

- Wait, you're the one

who's always bitching about how our stocks is going down.

I'm just trying to do something about it.

That's not a--

- For the last two weeks

to all of our amazement,

Haus of Vicious' stock has been climbing,

which is why you have any investors left.

And they're probably gonna continue to rise

after Chantel's unfortunate tumble.

I hear she put on quite the show

and people certainly love a great comeback.

So, there would be no profit in a short sale right now.

See what I'm saying?

- No, I don't.

What the fuck are you telling me?

You saying that if I sell high

that somehow my life has to surprisingly

fall even further apart to drive the price of my stock,

so that I can make a legal profit on a short sale?

- Pretty much.

- Okay, and then on the flip side,

if I know the shits about to fall apart

and I sell before the disaster happens,

somehow that's insider trading

and I'm Martin fucking Stewart?

- I'm sorry, who?

- The male version of Martha Stewart.

- Oh my God.

- You're telling me I'm fucked either way basically?

Goddamn this shit is sick.

They always got a nigga on the auction block.

- Are we done or are we finished?

- Yeah, for now.

- Drive safe.

Send.

[sniffling]

- You love me.

I know you do.

You're just confused.

Right now, you're just confused,

because that bitch, she's manipulating you,

she turned you against me!

I just wanted to see you happy, baby.

I just wanted to see you laugh and smile.

But that bitch,

that pathetic bitch!

She doesn't deserve you babe.

She doesn't deserve you.

No, she doesn't deserve you.

I should've killed her.

I should've sliced her throat

and blow her brains out.

Baby,

I just wanted to show you

that I would do anything to make you happy,

and that I gave you eveything.

I gave myself to you,

I gave my heart,

I gave everything.

Come back!

I even planned out everything.

I'm your bride.

[giggling]

I should be your wife, really.

I even planned out our honeymoon.

We're having a baby.

[manically lauging]

We're having a baby.

That's something she couldn't give you.

And yet you chose her?

That evil sick bitch.

You chose her over me, babe.

But she doesn't deserve you.

Doesn't deserve you,

but I do.

I do.

Babe, I do.

Just like Ivy,

I'm not gonna let her get in between us.

- Chantel, it's been three days now.

Time to get up.

- [Chantel] On the next Haus of Vicious.

- Who falls off a stage

'cause she's too high?

- This is just the beginning.

- That's how you can safely jump ship.

[sirens]

If you're taking me in, go ahead and do it.

- Won't be necessary now that I see you can pay me.

- Petition for custody.

You're gonna pay for this!

- I taught you everything you know.

♪ 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 wanna press your luck ♪

♪ Bitches up and it's stuck and it's stuck ♪