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[Sunny] What? I'm the most honest.

I literally get paid to be forward.

Forward? More like tactless.

- And all you do is deflect. - Says the girl

who instead of saying a few kind words

at my mother's funeral, stole her body

because she believed the coroners didn't do it right.

I returned it, didn't I?

Yeah, two months later. Hoarder.

- Shut up, Tulip! - You shut up!

Yo crumbly, crunchy self bitched the whole time

about how it wasn't fair that I was keeping it to myself.

I was bitching about the socks and mittens I knitted for her,

because I knew you had that sweet lady

freezing her ass off in there.

Dead bodies are supposed to be cold, dummy.

[grunting] You weird bitches were sharing my mother's corpse?

- No, Ladi kept it to herself. - Did you just push me?

What you gonna do about it? Huh?

Cry? Like you should have at my mother's funeral,

you emotionally clogged toilet!

[both grunting]

[Tulip] Ooh, you little...

[all grunting]

[Tulip] Are they closed?

- It's only 10 p.m. - Look!

Are you nuts? You have no idea

what pressing it can trigger.

What? I have a thing for buttons.

Mm, so do I.

Yeah, Tulip has it way worse than me.

No!

[energy pulsing]

Son of a bitch! Every time.

[growling]

[friends screaming]

- Kill it, Ladi, kill it! - [gun zapping]

What the...

Dude, you can't kill it with that.

- No shit! - Let's get out of here.

Wait, wait! I have something to show you.

- You do? - Oh, can I guess what it is?

He's lying. Let's go.

Sunny Green, what has ever hurt you

more than this?

More than wha... [moaning]

Sunny? What's wrong?

I see my mother.

Oh, my God, they're actually doing it.

For decades, EgoSystems has been working toward developing

and fusing mind-reading technology

into the infrastructure of our world

that weaponizes our secrets, memories, and fears,

AKA the most corrupt form of data analytics

humankind has ever witnessed.

A squelching a day will keep the healing away.

Isn't that right, Ladi Olivia Sanchez the Fourth?

[laughing evilly]

All the dark corners you've eluded,

finally drowning you in your own silence.

Can't imagine a worse pain,

can you?

Stop! Stop it! Make it stop!

If it's an on button, it's gotta be an off button, too.

[Tulip grunts]

[announcer] It's time to play Gimme Yo Teeth!

Give it up for your host, Just Mustache and Teeth!

- [cheering and applause] - Hyuh, hyuh, hyuh, hyuh!

How's everybody?

Thank you very much. [laughing]

I appreciate y'all.

- Welcome to Gimme Yo Teeth! - [cheering and applause]

I'm your host, Just Mustache and Teeth.

Hey, why am I the only one chained up?

- [crowd gasps] - You know why

[voice echoing] bitch...

We have a good one for y'all today.

Returning for the first time, best friends for over 20 years.

Give it up for Tulip, Ladi, and Sunny.

- [cheering and applause] - What the fuck?

Today, they have the chance to lose some teeth

- and to win some-- - Wait. Whose teeth?

You know whose teeth, bitch!

Now, y'all know how this thing goes.

I'ma ask you a series of questions,

and if you don't answer absolutely truthfully,

we gonna pop out some of them incisors!

- [♪ game show music playing] - [cheering and applause]

Now, Sunny, how did you feel when Ladi

didn't shed one single motherfuckin' tear

at your sweet mama's funeral?

- [♪ suspenseful music playing] - I felt fine.

Ladi never cries. I'm used to it.

- [buzzer] - [crowd booing]

What the hell? [grunting and screaming]

Snap out of it, Ladi!

Sunny is being tormented by, uh, uh...

Earth to Ladi. Come in, Ladi.

Why isn't she talking?

- [silence] - [metallic scraping]

[demonic voice] She's been triggered.

[normal voice] All right, now, Sunny Green,

you can either get real or lose a molar.

Okay, okay!

I know that grief looks different for everyone,

but I was really confused because Ladi and my mother

were so close, and of all of my friends,

Ladi was her favorite. [sobbing]

- Well, what about me? - She loved you, Tulip.

She just didn't understand you, or why you never wore deodorant.

- [audience gasps] - And she thought you were a bit slow on the uptake,

and she thought all of your partners were ugly.

And she wanted to barbecue your goat mother.

- But she loved you. - [audience] Aww!

Anyways, when Ladi didn't cry,

it-- it made me feel emotionally abandoned.

[♪ upbeat game show music playing]

You see, Ladi, my mother was your biggest fan, and so am I.

She can't hear you.

Apparently, me pressing the button again

was able to bring you to the present,

but Ladi is still in the past.

- You pressed the button again?! - I was trying to save you guys.

Tulip, look at me. You're free, okay?

Much freer than Ladi and I.

Not just now, but in all the ways.

- What do you mean? - You aren't burdened

by anything, so you can make an insane choice

in this very moment that's so insane,

and bad, and won't get you into heaven.

But because you are the way you are,

you'll still be able to forgive yourself

and move forward with grace and self-compassion,

because that's how free you are.

- [audience] Ohh! - What are you getting at, Sunny?

[clenching teeth] Kill that motherfucker.

Now, Tulip, for three incisors,

is it true that you wanted possession

of Sunny's mother's corpse so you could place a pen

in her cold, dead hands and make them sign adoption papers?

Now, Tulip is as odd as they come,

- but that's just-- - Yes.

You sick bastard.

- [pliers snipping] - [Sunny gasping]

I told the truth. You don't get any teeth.

No, no, no, no, the rules are somebody's teeth

got to get taken.

- [Tulip grunts] - [host laughing]

Now, what you gonna do with those?

Ow!

[Tulip screaming]

- Ow! [grunting] - [screaming]

Whoo! That's right! Kill his ass good!

Kill his ass good and make pine... shaving waffles

in the morning like it ain't no thang!

[laughing maniacally]

[Sunny] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, what are you doing?

I want to see what else this punk-ass button can do.

[grunting]

[Ladi sniffles, gasps]

[warbling]

- Mrs. Green? - Mommy?

[gasps] Mrs. Green!

No, Tulip. She might be dangerous.

Huh?

Oh, fuck this. I'm pressing it.

Wait. I think she's about to speak.

Now, where am I lookin'? Over here? Cool, cool.

Wait, is my face greasy? What about my hair?

Okay. Tight. Hi, Sunny, baby.

It's me, Mommy. Pretty gnarly, right?

EgoSystems had this BOGO offer on burials

and personalized pre-death.

All I know is my credit was too fucked up to pay for this shit,

so, uh, I used your social security number

to get approved. [chuckles]

Sorry about that. Speaking about apologies I owe,

I'm also sorry I wasn't present as I should have been,

and that I didn't teach you that you can be confident

and insecure at the same time.

I'm sorry I spent more time pissed at your daddy

and running my mouth about the cons of giving your heart

to someone instead of all the dope-ass pros,

'cause there really are a lot of fire-ass pros.

As regretful as I am, I'm also super at peace

knowing you have two of the most phenomenal people

in your life loving you through all your shit.

And if you two are also listening,

shave them damn kneecaps.

And you, don't be so afraid to show people how much you care.

Soften the edges a little bit.

[sniffling] Sunny, I love you always and forever.

Ooh, my one-of-a-kind baby girl.

Stay wild.

That's it? For 10,000 pions,

I only get two lousy minutes?

What kind of crooked shit y'all running down here?

In order to get four more, whose dick I gotta suck?

Of all the freaky devil shit that took place in this bar,

that was by far the worst damn...

[Ladi sobbing]

- Did the button do this? - I think seeing your mother did.

Yeah. Maybe we should pick her up.

Nah. Something tells me

touching her is a bad idea.

Kinda like when people have seizures.

Say less. Hey, Ladi, girl.

What's going on?

[Ladi wailing, vomiting]

- Holy shit. - Jeepers.

[Ladi continues sobbing]

[♪ somber music playing]

♪

♪

- Hey, Ladi. - Hey.

- How are you? - I'm pretty good.

The sky is really... sightly.

- [Sunny] It is. - [Tulip] Super sightly, indeed.

So, after beating that game show host to death,

I now have bloodlust.

Wait, hold the phone.

Ladi, you don't wanna talk about what just happened?

- There's nothing to talk about. - Like hell, there isn't!

Dude, the arguably most repressed person on Earth

just let go. [clapping]

Our community needs to feel empowered to do the same.

- Community? - Scuttlebutt.

Oh, God!

[♪ electronic music playing]

Sunny Green here, live with one of my best friends of 23 years,

Ladi Olivia Sanchez the Fourth,

the coldest, most not-giving-a-fuckest woman

that most of you have had the pleasure of having your lives

and that of your children threatened by.

And she just completed a nine-day marathon

of unencumbered grief.

Proof that bad bitches also be sad bitches.

Watching her eyes release liquid

for the first time ever was weird.

At times, I was tempted to smack her,

tell her to do some push-ups and shake it off

like I and many of you have been told to do

whenever we hurt. But I refrained.

Sure, she looks like she just got her ass whooped

by the insidious beast that is repressed pain.

Because she did, and she survived.

Because true courage is being able to admit

when you're afraid. And feeling weak

doesn't have to be at the mercy of your strength.

And I, for one, am truly inspired.

Stay wild, South Central.

Anything you want to add, Ladi?

- [Ladi grunts] - [glass shattering]

[Sunny] What the hell did you do that for?!

[Ladi] I'm just stickin' with the theme.

[Sunny] Damn it, I just got him out of the shop.

[Ladi] You said "stay wild."

[Sunny] There ain't no theme. This is real life!

[echoing] Life...

[♪ electronic music playing]