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[Chantel] Previously on Haus of Vicious.

The Haus of Vicious has just been awarded

the Fashion Icon Award.

It's me they want.

Fierce, Black, vicious.

♪ Getting top in a parking lot in LA in a drop top ♪

♪ Get that money, like, chop-chop ♪

♪ Got your bitch dancin' like cha-cha ♪

♪ Got your girl callin' me nonstop ♪

Get him!

Isabella Lance, you're under arrest.

We're performing!

Chantel, please? We need to talk.

Tia, I can't talk to you right now!

Bet you got time to talk to me.

♪ Bad bitches slide in my DMs ♪

[tense music]

[Chantel] Mm-hm.

Yeah, that's me, high outta my mind.

I don't even know how I got here, y'all.

Because can you believe that three months ago,

your girl was on top?

[sighing] And the Kane, Kane, Kane did some reckless shit

and sold his shares of my company to Harvey,

desperate to pay off some gamblin' debt he worked up.

But little did he know that I was behind the scenes,

runnin' the whole damn show.

Boom!

I'm talkin' chess, not checkers, baby.

And who he really sold his shares to was me.

[chuckling]

Although it wasn't worth shit.

Do you hear me?

By the time the media got hold of all the shenanigans

that Kane put me through,

the stocks plummeted, returns came in by the dozens,

and I was a shipment away

from being on clearance at Marshall's.

Oh... [coughing]

[giggling] Oh...

Oh my God!

Ahh, shit!

I remember that!

That's me!

Wow. [chuckling]

I'm Vivian! Okay?

The first, the first lady, you hear me?

I'm the baddest bitch.

Chantel Vivian!

[Chantel] All of that left me broke and broken.

So, I needed a moment.

And just like that, a moment morphed into a week,

then a week spiraled into three endless months.

I had to sell my home,

and was forced to take refuge in Carolyn's spare bedroom.

[sighing] Every day, y'all, I thank God for Jaelyn

because she's the one who's ben keeping Haus of Vicious afloat

while I was desperately trying to get my mind right.

[ominous music]

Chantel!

[ominous music]

Oh...

Enough! Enough of this.

[crickets chirping]

[Carolyn] [sighing] I am so ashamed.

Several fashion companies have gone viral,

all dressing the celebrities who once paraded in yourdesigns.

And Kim Kleptdashian,

she's flaunting something that looks

eerily similar to your work.

Well, fuck them, Mother. I'm a legend.

Legends are dead, my dear, which you are not.

And you'd do best to keep that in mind.

Who you are now at this moment is weak,

and I won't tolerate it.

Legend. Child, please.

Right, 'cause nobody cares that you used to get to it, right?

They only care that you gettin' to it now.

Exactly.

[ominous music]

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ 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♪

♪ Throw it in the air

♪ Watch it fall over your skin

♪ Italian leather on my toes

♪ I step on necks to break 'em in ♪

♪ Throw it in the air

♪ Watch it fall over your skin

♪ Italian leather on my toes

♪ I step on necks to break 'em in ♪

♪ 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'... ♪

[gunshot firing]

[laidback instrumental rap beat]

[dog barking]

[laidback instrumental rap beat]

[police sirens wailing]

[Young Mel] Yo, Kane, come here.

Ay, yo, nephew. Pay attention.

[laidback instrumental rap beat]

See this?

The money in this pot is all you should be focused on.

[Young Kane] I need to get up outta here.

This shit everywhere.

[Young Mel] Lately, the check cashin' spots been

puttin' dye in the money bag.

Like that's gon' stop a real one from robbin' 'em.

[laughs]

Yeah.

Ooh, deep fryin' money was always the only way

to get the dye off.

Here we go.

You think you, you ready to get out there

and put in some work?

You know?

See what you made of, see you flex a little bit.

What you think of that?

Nothin'.

Come on, Kane.

I know you gotta think somethin'.

It's hot as hell in here.

I think we need to open up another window or somethin'.

Also, think we need to stop cookin' dye off money

and cook crack like everybody else.

Yeah, this Bonnie and Clydette shit for the birds.

Man, everybody got they hustle.

And this is mine.

Shit, it takes care of you.

You don't miss a damn meal,

you got more sneakers than I can count.

So, this Bonnie and Clydette shit, respect it.

Listen.

I realize that livin' with me full time

is a big change for you.

I know you miss your mom.

It's okay to be sad that she's in prison.

Sad?

You think I miss pickin' her up off the street,

ass naked,

and pourin' milk down her throat so she won't overdose?

You think I miss that?

Man, fuck her.

Yo, what the hell is wrong with you?!

Don't you ever let me hear you say

no clown-ass shit like that again.

That's your mother.

Show some damn respect.

Do you understand me?

I said, do you understand?

'Cause the way I see it?

You should be more like your mama.

She knew better than anybody if a motherfucker come for you,

you get they ass first, and finish 'em.

And that's the law.

You hear me?

[ominous music]

Yeah.

Thought so.

Now, let that be the last time I gotta remind you of that shit.

Leave showin' mercy to God.

Now, get your ass up and come help me.

[Chantel] I used to think that

being a product of your environment

was some BS.

A poor excuse for the person who was too afraid

or too lazy to step into the unknown.

Because the truth is,

you should feel secure enough to go any way you wanna go

and be anything you wanna be.

Experience new people, new places, new things.

And then I met Kane.

The truth is, life is a game,

and most people don't get a fair shot at playing.

I learned through that Kane that some people,

they just can't be concerned with where they need to go,

because their only focus

is trying to survive where they are.

[suspenseful music]

[serious instrumental rap beat]

[Kane] Oh yeah,

you a slick-ass motherfucker, ain't you?

You gon' buzz your hair off, jump on a flight?

Bet you thought you was gonna hide out forever, huh?

Sure look that way to me, nephew.

What you say, Jump?

Yep.

It ain't, it ain't,

it ain't what it looks like, Kane.

Brother?

[upbeat club music]

Morning, morning, morning.

Hey.

I see you're enjoying Chantel's thanks

to all your hard work and dedication.

Milan.

The sketches and ideas for the new line, impressive.

I sent it to Chantel,

I think she will be very pleased.

I would hope so,

I put my heart into that new line.

Subsidiary line.

We'll just take this one step at a time.

Chantel has the final say.

Either way, you know I'mma kill it, so...

I know that's right.

Come on, now.

[phone ringing]

Do you need to take that?

No.

Well, what I need is to know about

what's goin' on with Izzy.

Like, seriously.

Every time I talk to her, she talkin' about, uh,

burning two blue candles into some black salt.

What the hell is that?

And didn't you go to her last court hearing?

What happened?

I went to support Izzy,

not to report the details to you.

Well, I know you know what happened.

You know somethin'.

I know Isabella's a grown woman

who hasn't kept me abreast of her comings and goings in jail.

But what she has done

is left me in a lurch on holding her position.

Which I will be soon forced to fill.

Now, you know she's irreplaceable.

I can't believe she's still locked up.

Girl down for the count.

The way they drug her off that stage, I mean,

it could've been a raid.

That wasn't nobody's damn raid.

And you know they snatched

Ms. Ma'am's good wig off her head.

Edges gone.

Whew, had her straight backs all exposed, I mean,

lookin' like Cleo up in there.

Bitch, I ain't never look like Cleo.

[Avery squealing] Look who is back!

Okay!

Give me some, bring it in.

Girl, you left me for dead.

Oh, lies.

[Isabella] You didn't take not one of my calls.

Uh, no, I took every single one of your calls.

Okay, okay, ladies, now is not the time.

[Avery] No, no, no, you're just mad because

I refuse to come up there

and sit up behind some rusty-ass plexiglass

talkin' to some stank jail phone.

I don't think so.

Visiting jail. No, I don't do that.

And I don't do you. Call me goddamn Cleo.

This is a circus.

Yeah, and the main clown is right there.

O-H N-O you didn't.

Ladies, ladies, ladies.

Well, hold up.

We all grown up in here, you ain't got to yell.

That part.

Can you please just stop?

Now, Isabella, welcome back.

After this meeting,

I'm gonna need to speak to you in my office.

Oh no, I, I can't be in a tight space

with another woman right now.

Can, can we just focus?

I secured a shoot for Essence with a potential cover.

-Ooh. -Mm-hm, that's right.

I pitched our line as vibrant, innovative,

up-and-coming, game-changer.

And, of course, they got excited and jumped on board.

So, now, we up our game.

No hitches, no misses.

I need you to bring your creativity,

your passion, your dedication.

We have to set the runway on fire for this collection.

Now you're speakin' my language.

And while I had the time, I have some ideas.

[laidback music]

I would like to present to you all...

Nothing. Not one thing.

[phone ringing]

Just take the call. Go ahead, take the call.

[phone ringing]

Isabella, stick to your expertise, makeup.

My bad for thinking y'all wanted some elevation up in here.

Now, as I was saying.

I need everyone on their A-game.

I mean everyone.

I can just see the awards coming.

Well, I see the band's all here.

Y'all better eat them bagels and muffins,

they was sent with love.

You're welcome.

Izzy, home looks good on you.

Why, thank you, and you're lookin' good yourself.

Must be that milk carton glow.

'Cause word on the inside is

ain't nobody seen you in a minute.

Excuse you?

Izzy, you just got back.

Don't make me turn up and start actin' all Newports and beer.

Hm...

[bombastic music]

Thank you. Yes.

It is good to be back.

Listen, you guys have done an incredible job in my absence,

and for that, I wanna thank you.

For your dedication, your creativity,

and your hard work.

But now the real work begins, right?

So, let's reach new heights

and create a stunning design line together, okay?

So, let's get to it.

Milan, I need to see your designs in an hour,

I need for you to let everybody know

we got a new line comin'.

And the phones are ringin' off the hook,

so, obviously, Tia is missing.

Find her.

[laidback music]

And if she tries to say that her uncle's uncle died again,

she's fired.

[laidback music]

You guys, I am turning over a new leaf, yeah.

I'm no longer tolerating bullshit.

So, that means no more late, half-assing,

or going to jail.

And all that jokey-jokey shit

that y'all do around here all the time stops today.

Now, where's Raven?

She, uh...

[Chantel] That wasn't an answer. Where is she?

-Uh, she, uh, had to... -Uh...

-[Chantel] Had to what? -[Isabella] A call.

She on her way back.

Oh, yeah, you had big plans, huh?

He's goin' to Vegas? You was tryin' to go to Vegas?

Really, you were gonna try to go to Vegas?!

That's my backyard.

What, you thought I wasn't gonna find you out there?

[Harvey whimpering]

What the fuck was your plan?

You were actin' like you on my side,

you gon' tell me you gonna get my shares back?

You gonna betray me and try to skip town?

I should blow your fuckin' kneecap off.

No, Kane, nothin', man, I can...

[blubbers] I can fix it, man.

I can fix it, man, [stammering] I can handle it.

Let me handle it.

And, and, and what, and what?

You had three fuckin' months!

You told me it was gon' be one week.

And then you're gonna disappear? Huh?

Play me like a fool, have me lookin' for your ass.

I can explain, man! I can explain it.

I...

Shut the fuck up. You can't explain shit.

You know what my aunt told me a long time ago?

That when somebody fucks with you,

you make sure they can never do that shit again.

And you been breathin' for too long.

[Harvey] I'm beggin' you, Kane.

[laughs]

Nephew, what have I always told you?

The only thing worse

than a beggin'-ass young motherfucker...

Is a beggin'-ass old motherfucker.

That's right.

Now, Grandpa, you got somethin' to say, hm?

What is it, nigga?

Prayer.

Kane, think. Think, Kane, think!

Think, think. Oh, now you want me to think.

What you want me to think about?

How you took the one thing away from me

that kept me connected to my wife?

Hm? Man, shoot this somebody.

No! No, no!

Bishop...

Leave me the fuck alone!

You got your money.

[ominous music]

Haven't you done enough?

What's next? You gon' kill my ass?

[ominous music]

Maybe.

'Cause you seem to think I'm fuckin' playin' with you.

Bishop, please.

Please, don't do anything stupid, okay?

Think about, think about our son.

Okay? He, he needs me.

And he doesn't need me? Huh?!

What you think I am, some kinda throwaway nigga?

I'll tell you what.

You don't worry about our son. He'll be just fine with me.

Nigga, fuck you!

You think you can just put a gun to my head?

Threaten to kill me, and threatening taking my son?

No.

Nigga, think again. Fuck you.

Try this again.

Because if you wanna play with that, we can.

Oh, we can do that shit, baby.

'Cause the next time I put a fuckin' gun to your head,

I'mma pull the motherfuckin' trigger.

[tense music]

Now, I said I wanted to see my son.

Now, make that shit happen!

[tense music]

[door closing]

[Chantel] Good morning.

It's good to see that you're still

never anywhere you're supposed to be.

Alright, y'all.

Any other things I need to be made aware of?

We good?

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!

Wait, wait, I got information, man, I got information!

A baby, a baby. Chantel, yeah, about the baby.

Baby, Chantel's baby?

I bet you didn't know that, did you?

Of course you didn't, look, you didn't know that, did you?

Hold on, what you talkin' about? What baby?

Don't be listenin' to this pussy-ass nigga.

That womb don't hold shit but echoes.

I can prove it.

[serious music]

Untie me, and I can take you there.

[Harvey groaning]

Enough of that shit.

Damn, that is entirely too much talkin'.

Why did you do that?!

Nigga, who the fuck you think you talkin' to?

You need to lower your chest. Aight?

You standin' here lookin' silly as fuck.

This nigga stole your company, then tried to leave town on you.

You standing here entertainin' some bullshit

about an imaginary-ass baby.

Any baby that you and Chantel had,

that motherfucker's gone.

Shit, nigga, this ain't TV,

and you not gonna waste my goddamn time.

Shit.

Thought I told you, nephew.

When it comes to showin' mercy, you leave that shit to God.

[ominous music]

Y'all clean this shit up.

[ominous music]

Hey, it's been a minute since you checked in.

How are you feeling?

Fine.

[Dr. Foster] Okay,

now can you tell me exactly what "fine" means?

Have you been able to find a new roommate?

How's work?

Work.

[Dr. Foster] Have you made any progress

in finding your birth family?

I don't wanna discuss that. And anyway, why do you care?

This is my last week of probation.

I've done what was required, stayed out of trouble.

No one has attacked me and forced me to handle them.

That may be so, however...

I still have my job.

[Dr. Foster] Which is great.

But there's so much more work that needs to be done.

Alesha...

Stop calling me Alesha.

[Dr. Foster] Let's explore that for a moment.

Why the name change?

It's my middle name!

Okay, you know what? Um...

Can we wrap this up?

Because I'm really tryin' not to crash out,

but you are trying me.

You wanna see me explode?

Huh? Is that your plan?

Set me up for failure and back to jail?

[Dr. Foster] Of course I don't wanna see you fail,

nor in jail.

But we need to talk about your medications.

I don't need medication! I'm good.

Okay, you know what? I got to go.

'Cause you makin' me late for work.

Not that you give a damn.

[ominous music]

[screams]

Okay, no.

No. No, no, no, no.

[ominous music]

Now, these are dope as hell.

But I don't know, Milan.

I just still feel like you're holdin' back.

I mean, is that a challenge?

'Cause you know I'll step up to the plate if you need me to.

Okay, well, shit! Come on, show me what you got.

Alright, I got you.

I mean, we gotta come out stronger than ever.

These are the fashion houses...

They got shit on Haus of Vicious.

-So, there's that, that part. -That's true.

But I still need your samples.

-Okay. -Mm-hm.

Alright, thank you. Can we talk about this later?

You got it.

[Chantel] Appreciate you.

-[Milan] Hey. -[Raven] Hey.

So, what are your thoughts for the Essenceshoot?

The, uh, the models' hair?

Well, it definitely ain't these shitty-ass wigs

you just threw down here.

I mean, what is this? And, and what is your problem?

'Cause I haven't heard from you in months.

You didn't even have the decency to call and check on me.

You can't be serious.

Raven, I know that the last conversation we had

was a little unpleasant.

Unpleasant? Is that what you call it?

You need to work on your attitude.

Mm-hm, you gotta learn how to let some shit go.

You know what? Um...

I'm just gonna excuse myself.

[Chantel] Okay, Raven, wait. Please.

What is goin' on with you?

We not about to do this.

You abandoned me, Chantel.

Did you ever think that

somethin' could've happened to me the night of the show?

-Right. -[Raven] Of course not.

Because you're too selfish to think

the world is much bigger than Chantel.

Well, FYI, it is.

And, and my world,

while you were on stage receiving a standing ovation,

I was tied to a chair, fighting for my life,

because my son's father had a gun to my head!

-What are you talkin' about? -[Raven] I was so terrified!

I had to send my son to live with my grandmother

just so he could be safe,

and now I'm looking over my shoulder every day.

So, no, I didn't think to call you!

And I won't be calling you.

Ray...

Come on, now.

What about us?

Us.

Yeah.

What about Kane?

That was...

[mumbles]

Yeah. Exactly what I thought.

[calm music]

I'm not your puppet.

And I'm certainly not your stolen moment

whenever you're in the mood to play lesbian.

[serious music]

Raven...

Raven.

[calm music]

[Avery] Thank you, go put on that dress

that goes with that jacket for me.

Izzy, can you believe this?

They want us to work with Essence?

I mean, if that ain't Black excellence

at its best, baby.

No, Black excellence is that apology you still owe me.

Friend, you mad? Really?

I'm sorry for not comin' to visit you in jail.

But I went to church and prayed for you,

put you on a sick and shut-in list.

And then I kept that money comin' in that commissary,

yes, I did.

Yeah, you did.

I guess that counts for somethin'.

You forgive me, right?

I guess.

Ooh!

[Jaelyn] I see old habits don't die.

Still more talking and no work.

Um, the real boss is back. You can let us live, thank you.

I'm still your boss.

[laidback music]

Hey, boss lady. Welcome back.

You okay?

I'm fine, Tia.

Um, what is it that you need, besides getting here on time?

I got your latte, just the way you like it.

One sugar, oatmeal cream.

Thank you, Tia.

Ms. Chantel, did you get any of my texts?

I really need to talk to you.

Well, out of the 137 text messages

that you did send,

you should've said what you needed.

But you did not, and now is not the time.

[upbeat music]

[Chantel] Come on out my office.

[upbeat music]

[Jaelyn] Chantel?

What's goin' on? Why are you callin' me?

You left?

Okay?

Wow.

Chantel, we don't have time for this.

We have a lot we have to accomplish over here.

Okay, okay, fine, fine. We'll see you shortly.

[upbeat music]

One second, please. Milan?

You want lemon pepper or barbecue?

Lemon pepper.

Alright, listen up, everyone. I just got a call from Chantel.

Ooh, the real boss speaks.

Got her.

Anyways, although I truly believe that you don't deserve

more than the muffins and bagels already provided,

-Chantel would like... -Oh my God, but this woman.

Stop with the ego trippin'.

Will you please just relinquish the power

and go on and tell us what the boss want?

Like I was saying, your other boss, Chantel,

has been away from the team.

And because you were been able to keep things afloat,

she wants to reward you for all of your hard work.

Oh, nothin' says thank you like money.

How much we talkin'?

She's treating us to happy hour at Club Bliss.

-Happy hour? -Chantel, a club?

Mm-mm, this sounds like a trap wrapped in a mystery,

inside a riddle.

Mm-hm, exactly. This sounds like a test.

One, Chantel wants to celebrate the new,

less-catastrophic direction of Haus of Vicious.

And two, she was explicit that Tia should not know

nor join us.

Poor lil Tia,

she been glued to her desk waitin' on Chantel all day.

Like a lost lil puppy.

Oh, lil thirsty Tia,

we got the boss clockin' outta here.

So, what time we leavin'?

Apparently right now.

Ooh, say less.

Come on, Avery, hurry up before she changes her mind.

What, where's Raven?

Uh, I think she left after she was talkin' to Chantel.

I don't know what happened, but she wasn't feelin' it.

Oh, now she's not feelin' Chantel?

Huh-huh, okay, Lil Salty.

You comin', Milan?

I gotta pick my kid up.

If it wasn't for daddy duty, I'd be the life of the party.

Yeah, I'd be in the club, turnin' and doin'...

[moaning]

[indistinct]

[Avery] Don't you hate bein' a hater?

All the haters, dust 'em off. Dust off the haters.

Get your haters off of me.

Ay, ay, missed a step, yeah, oh.

Don't play with us, don't play with us.

Don't play with us, don't play with us.

Girl, you know I can't keep up with you.

Let me go get ready for this club.

-Fix my hair... -Alright, here I go.

You comin'?

I know you need about three drinks

to hit a two-step.

Oh, don't come for me. 'Cause I can dance.

Such a bad idea.

And since when does Chantel go from Micromanaging Martinet

to Happy Hour Homie?

We got deadlines, not dance-offs.

Can I dance. Yes, I can dance!

♪ On my map

[Isabella] Uh, former boss lady!

Are you comin' or what?

One drink.

[ominous music]