Original subtitles

(Shay crying)

- Inhale truth.

Exhale control.

You got this, Shay.

(gentle music)

(kettle whistling)

(kettle whistling)

(glass clinking)

(paper ruffling)

(kettle clicks)

(gentle music continues)

(spoon clinking)

(gentle music continues)

- I just didn't think I would react that way.

She didn't do anything that called for that.

- Remember, it's not about her,

it's about what she represents to you.

- Jealousy, I guess.

- Well, acknowledgement is the first thing.

You've done that.

So, now you need to examine it, respect it,

and then accept it.

You are in control.

You choose.

(Raven grunts)

Okay. Hey, listen.

I've been there, it's okay.

You are not wrong in feeling the way that you feel.

Keep that in mind.

You are in control.

Take that in.

If you lose control, remember,

it will ultimately find its way to the surface

and then it will control you.

(upbeat music)

(upbeat music continues)

(upbeat music continues)

(music drowns out singer)

- [Speaker] You have to understand how things are up here.

(upbeat music continues)

(upbeat music continues)

- I am so sorry.

I didn't wanna leave this bottle on the ground.

Do you mind if I put it in your trash?

- Yeah, yeah.

- It's just before I go,

somebody went missing in this area last week.

Be careful, okay?

(birds chirping)

(trash ruffling)

- [Marcus] Ah, so you the one keeping the park clean?

- Somebody has to do it.

- Don't the city got like park rangers

or some shit like that?

- So, you one of those? - No, don't do that.

Don't judge me.

I'm playing, you know, trying to make you smile and shit.

(Marcus laughs)

There it is. I'm Marcus.

- Shay. - Shay.

You know, Shay,

told me it was a beautiful park.

Goddamn. Hmm-mm-mm.

- I know that line does not work for you.

- (laughs) Wait up.

Hey, hold on, hold on, hold on.

So, you live around here? - Maybe.

- Cool, well, maybe I'll see you again.

- Or maybe you won't.

- Nah, I'll definitely see you again.

- Whatever.

(trash clanks)

- So...

Let me take you to lunch or something.

- Yeah, thank you, but no thank you.

- And... Well, for starters,

I don't know you. - No shit.

What do you say we change that?

(birds chirping)

- Boy, come on.

(gentle music)

(lips smacking)

♪ Sorry in advanced if I messed up your plans ♪

♪ I'm serious ♪

♪ I'm serious about you ♪

♪ I apologize for the look that in my eyes I'm giving you ♪

♪ If you wanna climb a mountain top, play top ♪

♪ You got to play ♪

(Shay moaning)

♪ If you wanna climb a mountain top, play top ♪

(Shay moans)

(gentle music continues)

(Shay continues moaning)

(lips smacking)

(eerie music)

(eerie music continues)

(thunder rumbling)

(gentle music)

- Marcus?

Marcus?

(gentle music continues)

(Shay panting)

Always leave me.

(Shay grunts)

(pills rattling)

(gentle music continues)

(gentle music continues)

(Shay cries)

(Shay continues crying)

(gentle music fades)

♪ (indistinct) Night, baby ♪

♪ With a twinkle in my eye, baby ♪

♪ You don't get what I'm saying ♪

♪ I'm just trying to fly, baby ♪

♪ Get my baby ♪

♪ She was like chains, oh, cars, oh, brims, oh ♪

♪ Really nice house, oh, clothes, oh, shoes, oh ♪

♪ Really nice backyard, swimming pool ♪

♪ Bottles in your living room. ♪

♪ Boy, you gonna be killing her ♪

♪ If that's what you're dreaming of ♪

♪ I remember talking to somebody and I was like ♪

♪ It's not all about the money ♪

♪ I was like, "Why it ain't all about the money" ♪

♪ It was like there's more to life than just the money ♪

(footsteps padding)

- Gibson, huh?

I could get used to this shit.

(bottle clanks)

Oh shit.

What's this? You looking for a roommate?

(Marcus chuckles)

- More like a bill mate.

- Wow, that's wild.

(Marcus laughs)

- What's so funny?

- I'm saying it's a nice ass pad.

I just didn't take you as the roommate type.

- Excuse me? - I'm saying, you know,

you got your shit together, you know,

Miss Independent and all.

- Well, since you being so nosy,

and if you must know,

I overcame a few things for the past few years,

so I found myself in a bit of a financial bind.

- Shit, I can't tell.

- Well, hopefully a financial blessing will come along.

But while I am patient, the first of the month is not,

so I have a couch for rent until old issues resolve itself.

(Marcus chuckles)

- Look, I can tell you pretty smart judging by all this,

but you ever thought about Ubering, DoorDashing?

- I have.

I did, but it didn't work out.

Plus, I have more control under my own roof.

- I mean, this couch is nicer

than some of my old apartments.

How much?

- Yeah, I don't think that's gonna work after last night.

- What?

- What you mean "What?"

- Look, I'm in between places right now anyway.

You watched 'em steal my bag at the park.

- That was unfortunate.

- It was, but the reward was nice.

(Marcus laughs)

Look, anyways, my baby mama kicked me out a few weeks ago.

- I'm sorry, baby mama?

How many kids do you have?

- Sort of in between kids right now too.

We're still sorting all that out,

but all that matters is I'm a single father right now.

- Oh, honey, I don't think that means

what you think it does.

- Shea, we know each other now.

- Oh, we do? - Real well.

I need a place to stay, you need a man,

(Shay scoffs)

a roommate.

I can be that for you.

(lips smacking)

What, you didn't like having me here?

Wasn't last night fun?

- It was okay. - Okay.

Well, then let me stay.

Look, I promise I'm not high maintenance.

Couch is fine.

- Look, if we do this,

this cannot happen again.

- Okay, is that what you want?

- Take it or leave it. - All right.

(hands clapping)

How this damn pen work?

Oh.

All right, rule number one, no baby oil.

- What? - No freak offs

and no freaky business.

- Oh my God.

- Unless approved by management.

(pen thuds)

(hand thumps)

- Cute. - So, we got a deal or what?

- Only until I can find another roommate

or unless my situation changes.

- Bet. - Rent is due on the first.

Oh, almost forgot.

- What are you doing?

- I need this for security just in case I come up missing

and the cops need evidence.

- If you wanted a picture of me, that's all you had to say.

- [Shay] Rent is due on the first.

- So you say (chuckles).

Already living with free in your head, baby.

You hear me?

(Marcus sighs)

(water gushing)

(gentle music)

(gentle music continues)

- Trust is hurt,

not give in.

(ominous music)

(birds chirping)

(ominous music continues)

(keyboard clanking)

Our appointment isn't until tomorrow afternoon.

Is everything okay?

- No, well...

I thought I could, but I can't do it.

I can't go through with them, I'm sorry.

- Now, why couldn't you go through with the boundary?

- Well, it's not me.

I'm scared, like, what if I-

- That's the anxiety talking.

What if there aren't any what ifs?

It's the here and the now.

It's how this person has made you feel for years.

- Yeah, I know, you're right.

I just... Take a breath.

Take back control of your life.

- I know.

And after your story,

I felt empowered and I'm trying to hold on to that.

- As you should.

That dark hour has brought me into a life full of abundance.

- Really?

- Everything that I've ever wanted

is falling into place.

- Hmm.

- [Shay] May I share something personal with you?

- Of course. - My boyfriend moved in today.

- Oh my God, that's so wonderful.

- I share something personal

because I want you to know there is hope,

but it starts with taking control.

- You're leaving me too.

- Okay, okay, please.

I'm so sorry, I'm here.

(Chris panting)

- Everyone always leaves me.

- Okay, okay, okay.

I'm here. I'm here, Chris.

Breathe, okay?

Breathe, okay?

Breathe with me.

One, two.

(both breathing calmly)

Again. Deep breath, Chris.

There you go.

Just take your time.

Let's do it again.

One, two,

three, four.

(Shay breathing calmly)

(Shay groaning)

(Shay panting)

(pills rattling)

(eerie music)

(eerie music continues)

Thank you.

(gentle music)

♪ You don't gotta tell me I'm the truth, I already knew ♪

(music drowns out singer)

♪ Girl, don't call my phone ♪

♪ I know where you at ♪

♪ You like to get nasty when you out with your friends ♪

♪ I'm not scared to say I'm insecure ♪

♪ But you're too scared to say that you want me more ♪

♪ Girl, don't call my phone ♪

- Fuck.

Shit.

♪ I'm not scared to say that I'm insecure ♪

- What was that, Jeffrey?

You're done ironing my clothes.

Thanks, my man.

I would love some salmon.

Salmon, sorry, I'm still getting used to this (laughs).

I'm really in this bitch, man.

Fuck.

(Marcus speaking faintly)

This ain't no regular lighter.

(lighter clicks)

There it is. There it is.

(gentle music)

(Marcus coughs)

Fuck, nigga (coughs).

(car door thumps)

(gentle music)

Think you can rescue an addict?

What the fuck?

Jim Kirkman.

Oh, oh, oh.

(somber music)

- It's different this time.

The way he holds you, the way he makes you feel.

It's different this time, Shay.

Inhale truth, exhale control.

- Let me call this nigga, man, this nigga.

(phone ringing)

Yert!

Hey, nigga, look.

I ain't gonna lie. I think she's the one.

(Marcus laughs)

Hey, no, but this chick,

she got a flat screen in every room, a teapot set, bro.

Mrs. Potts and Chip in this motherfucker.

From "Beauty and the Beast," fool.

She got matching color washcloth, the big and the small.

Bro, bro, bro, bro,

she even got them little cups that be on the sink

for when you brushing your teeth and shit.

This bitch full of shit though, bro.

She ain't looking for no damn roommate.

So, nigga, you know me,

I'm in here going through all her shit.

I'm talking about the kitchen, the bathroom.

And get this, get this,

this bitch talking about some, she in a financial bind.

Bitch, I wanna be in a bind.

Put me in a bind.

I like this bind. Put me in a bind.

Fuck? A financial bind?

I know, I know.

Nah, look, I don't know how Tiana gonna act.

She don't know I hit yet.

I know, nigga,

but that damn duffle bag idea,

that shit was gonna get a nigga locked up quick.

Now, when she hear about this plan that we cooked up,

she ain't gonna have shit to say but, "Where's my check?"

Especially if I'm right about the money.

Nigga, if Tiana ask, just don't fucking snitch.

It's that simple.

And don't say nothing about no damn cheeks.

(gentle music)

- Inhale truth.

Exhale control.

(Shay breathing calmly)

(phone ringing)

Raven?

Okay, yes. Calm down.

Stay right there and I'm on my way.

(Shay sighs)

- Nah, look, look, look, look, look, look, look.

You think Tiana will be mad if I'm married tomorrow?

Shit, at this point, nigga, I just might it.

Fuck it.

(Marcus laughs)

Nah, you just stay your ass where you at.

Stay. Matter of fact, get off my phone, nigga.

You fucking up my vibe. Always wanna play.

Get off my phone. Nigga.

(phone beeps)

(music drowns out speaker)

♪ Tell me I'm the truth, I already knew ♪

♪ Pull up in a (indistinct) ♪

♪ You don't gotta tell me I'm the truth, I already knew ♪

♪ Pull up in a (indistinct) ♪

♪ You don't gotta tell me I'm the truth, I already knew ♪

♪ Pull up in a (indistinct) ♪

♪ You don't gotta tell me I'm the truth, I already knew ♪

♪ Pull up in a (indistinct) ♪

- Okay, Raven, this is your moment.

Only you can decide who you are right now, okay?

It's okay, Raven.

Yes, I know, I know. - Hmm-mm.

- [Shay] It's okay.

Raven. - This is my moment.

Only I can do it.

- There you go. Okay.

(Raven cries)

- Sorry.

- No, you're fine. Go ahead. - Sorry.

- Okay, inhale, exhale.

(both breathing calmly)

Inhale truth, exhale control.

Yes, Raven. Good.

Whenever you're ready.

- This is my moment.

- [Shay] Only I can decide who I am right now.

- And only I can decide who I am right now.

(gentle music)

♪ She want me to lock it down ♪

♪ But I told her to pass the key ♪

♪ You gotta slow it down ♪

♪ Girl, you moving too fast for me ♪

♪ Nobody get it like this, so they wonder ♪

♪ They asking me if I could slow it down ♪

♪ Because it's coming too fast for me ♪

♪ Maybe don't try to stop it ♪

♪ You should know that I got options ♪

♪ I be fly like I live in the cockpit ♪

♪ Mess around with the money, get drop kicked ♪

♪ Only one in the city to pop quick ♪

♪ Never cared about being your top 10 ♪

♪ You got a house ♪

- You didn't tell me you like Cubans.

- You didn't tell me you did either.

There's a whole box in the kitchen.

I mean, shit, now that I think about it.

- Well, that was your first mistake.

- What you trying to say?

- Thinking.

- Thinking, thinking.

(Marcus speaking faintly)

- I'm saying we're together now,

so you don't have to overexert yourself.

(Shay chuckles)

(Marcus sighs)

I'm sorry, did I say something wrong?

- Nah, I just...

You think we close enough to be bathing together and shit?

I mean, I just wanna chill by myself.

- I mean, sure. Why not?

Showers, baths.

We can do all that together.

Hungry?

- No, I'm good.

Just let me wash up first.

(plate clanks)

You know what?

You're right.

Come on, join me.

- No, you know, I think I'd rather just watch you.

(water splashes) (Shay laughs)

- Watching me?

And where's the fun in that?

- No, like, seriously, I'm good.

- Yeah, all right.

(Shay screams)

(ominous music)

(Shay panting)

(Shay choking)

(Shay screams)

(ominous music continues)

(Shay panting)

- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Calm down. What's wrong?

What's wrong? - My pills.

- Pills, pills, pills, pills, pills, pills, pills.

(Shay panting)

(pills rattling)

It's okay.

It's okay.

- Fresh air.

♪ Save me from myself ♪

♪ Take me from the darkness that I felt ♪

♪ Will you lead me to a better place ♪

♪ Forgive what I have done (indistinct) ♪

(gentle music)

♪ It feels like all along I've been the one who's wrong ♪

♪ And there's a better part of me somewhere far from home ♪

♪ I need you to save me from myself ♪

♪ Take me from the darkness that I felt ♪

♪ Will you lead me to a better place ♪

♪ Forgive what I have done ♪

- Can I ask you something?

- It depends.

- Earlier in the tub,

I don't know what the hell that was,

but does it have something to do

with what's in that article?

(gentle music)

- You know, in my line of work,

I'm usually not the one that talks about myself.

- Well, good thing you're not at work, so what's up?

- What happened to me that night

is the reason why you're here.

- What?

- Me desperately needing a roommate.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

It literally broke me

physically and mentally.

I was working at a nonprofit mental health center

and I didn't quite have my certification, not yet,

but I was working towards it

and putting in the hours, trying to make an impact.

And he was my direct supervisor.

He said I had potential,

and not like the cliche stuff

that people usually say,

but he said I really had a way with people,

just by talking to them.

And he promised to help streamline my certification.

But the demand at the...

the center,

it just grew faster.

- So, he made a move. - It was an accident.

I knew that I had gotten myself into that situation

and of course I got myself out of it.

And he worked closely with the medical board,

with the White House.

So, in exchange for my silence,

they said I'd be set up for life.

- Money. - Which has yet to be seen.

So, now, that's why I have almost depleted my life savings

for the last 16 months, which is why-

- You need a roommate. - Bingo.

- Damn, Shay.

- How do you feel, Marcus, after hearing all of this?

- I mean, it's a lot.

- But it is a lot,

and that's why it's very important that you understand that.

- Hey, I got you, okay?

And I understand.

- Marcus, don't say things that you don't mean.

- I wouldn't lie to you.

I adore you.

(ominous music)

- But do you love me?

And I mean, could you really love me?

- Absolutely.

And sooner than you think.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

I have a nine o'clock meeting with my client, so I gotta-

- Right, yeah, I get it. - Okay.

- I'll just go grab dinner

and I'll give you some privacy.

- Thank you, Marcus. - I...

Damn, this is embarrassing.

Just remember my wallet was in a duffel bag

that they stole at the park.

- Okay, I remember.

Here, take my card.

Marcus, can I trust you?

- Of course, okay?

I'll be back soon.

(footsteps padding)

(ominous music)

(birds chirping)

(ominous music continues)

- Mm-hmm. Exactly what the fuck I thought.

- Tiana, what are you doing here?

- The fuck you mean what am I doing here, nigga?

Why the fuck you ain't answering my text messages

or hitting me back?

- Fuck, obviously I'm working.

- Working? Working?

You call this shit working?

You out here with drinks and shit.

Food. Nigga ordering Ubers on my motherfucking account.

- You call this shit working?

- Relax. - Relax?

- Our account. Now, I said I was working.

- (indistinct) Bullshit.

How the fuck you call any of this shit working?

- Look, baby, we gotta be smarter than that, all right?

- Don't you fucking do that shit, don't you baby me.

- You fucking tripping. Goddamn.

- I'm tripping? - Come on.

- I'm tripping, nigga.

- Look, I don't understand you.

You set all this shit up to get the money,

I come up with a way to get the money,

and you still fucking tripping.

- Nigga, that's capping. You know it.

- Is it? - Yeah, it is,

because you wouldn't have left that bag at the fucking park.

- You know what this bag is? Huh?

A fucking prison sentence.

Now, I found a way to get the money, get outta town,

and nobody gets hurt.

- Really? So, where the fuck you been, Marcus?

Where the fuck you been?

Nigga, I know you, I know you, you fucking her.

- I'm doing what I gotta do to get to her.

This was your damn plan, remember?

Look, I could finally take you on that shopping spree.

You know, you can empty that card that Shine, Shein,

whatever the fuck.

That's the plan, right?

- No, no, Marcus, that's not the plan.

If it was my plan, we'd have the fucking money by now.

And not no stupid ass credit card

where you go make them purchases

where she can track your ass, by the way,

and put your dumb ass in jail.

What the are you thinking?

- So, now I'm dumb? - I mean...

- I told you about calling me that shit.

That's why your damn plan wasn't gonna work anyway.

She said she don't even got the money.

- Wait, you mean to tell me

not only are you taking credit cards,

but you actually talked to her

about the fucking money, Marcus?

- All I'm saying is communication goes a long way.

- Okay, well, lies, they get you nowhere,

and she's been lying to you, Marcus.

She's had the fucking money the whole time.

- Why you always just gotta act

like you know every fucking thing.

Shay.

- Nigga, did you just call me Shay?

Nigga, you just called me Shay.

- Tiana, I'm sorry.

- Yeah, you better be.

You better be. - She wouldn't lie

to me like that.

- Oh, so you believing her over me now.

- I'm not saying that. - What you saying?

I'm just saying she needed a roommate

'cause she said money's low and shit.

- Marcus, money ain't that fucking low.

Remember Shein card, Shein card.

Ding, ding, ding.

The fuck you mean?

- She told me about the settlement.

She ain't got it right now.

- Marcus, have you forgotten

that I actually work at the bank?

We got that deposit of $200,000 three weeks ago.

Marcus, she made a cash withdrawal the very next day.

What you got to say?

- You sure? - Oh my God.

Am I sure?

What is wrong with you?

You done lost it. You done fucking lost it.

You done... Stop. Stop, okay?

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Sit down. I'm sorry, sit down.

Come on.

We don't get the money, it's okay, all right?

I'm sorry.

(Shay panting)

(ominous music)

(phone ringing)

(phone continues ringing)

(ominous music continues)

- [Patient] I thought the day would get better,

but I can't explain my emotions that I'm feeling right now.

- Go on.

- Are you in your car? - Yes, I am in the car.

But remember, the space around us is not as important

as the space between us.

And right now I'm with you on your birthday.

Tell me what today has been like for you.

- I wasn't expecting a parade or anything,

but waking up to silence is crazy.

- Continue. - I just...

I guess I just thought that I was (indistinct).

- I hear you.

- There's 365 days in a year.

Only one of those days are mine.

How could they forget me on my one day?

It's one day.

- Birthdays have a way of bringing unmet expectations

to the surface.

It actually hurts most

when people who claim to care don't show up.

- Hell, or they show up for others instead of you.

- [Shay] How does that make you feel?

- Sad.

Sad.

Forgotten.

They forgot all about me.

Hell, even alone.

(somber music)

- What would you like today?

- Balloons.

Cake.

Hell, a clown, somebody screaming surprise.

Hell, a simple happy birthday.

- Happy birthday.

(dog barking)

(birds chirping)

(gentle music)

- Shay!

Shayla!

♪ Break bread with my fam ♪

♪ Sipping on Henny ♪

♪ No handouts ♪

♪ Work for every penny in the land ♪

♪ Where the hustlers roam to get paid ♪

♪ Not making moves, I'm starving today ♪

♪ Going toe to toe with friends that turn foes ♪

♪ Pac said, "Gotta play your cards right" ♪

♪ Let 'em know who you are, what you came to do ♪

♪ All out ♪

♪ Gotta get my hands on that power, no doubt ♪

♪ Hour after hour, no time to waste ♪

♪ Scratching and clawing just to get a taste of the payoff ♪

♪ So many years ago, I said blood, sweat, and tears ♪

♪ They don't hear me though ♪

♪ 'Till they see me popping ♪

♪ This right here, got it on lock in ♪

♪ Tell me what the fuss is about ♪

♪ I know 'cause I'm balling out ♪

♪ I'm balling out ♪

♪ 'Cause I don't know no better ♪

♪ And I can't sleep ♪

♪ There's more money to make ♪

(upbeat music continues)

(upbeat music fades)

- Good thing this bitch got a nice ass shower.

Fuck.

(footsteps padding)

(upbeat music)

♪ I'm crying out, crying ♪

♪ For you to hear me, hear me ♪

♪ I know you see me, see me ♪

♪ But do you feel me ♪

♪ I'm crying, crying, I'm crying, crying ♪

♪ I'm crying out ♪

♪ I'm crying, crying, crying ♪

♪ Crying, crying, crying ♪

♪ Crying, crying, crying ♪

♪ Crying, crying, crying ♪

♪ I'm crying out, crying, with all the love I feel ♪

(water gushing)

(ominous music)

♪ I'm crying, crying, crying ♪

♪ Crying, crying, crying ♪

(ominous whispers)

- Shay?

(water continues gushing)

Shay, stop playing!

(ominous music continues)

(dramatic music)

Shay!

Let's fucking play.

♪ I'm crying, crying, crying ♪

♪ I'm crying, crying, crying ♪

♪ Crying, crying, crying ♪

♪ Crying out, crying for you to hear me ♪

♪ I know you see me, but do you feel me ♪

♪ I'm crying, crying, I'm crying, crying, I'm crying out ♪

♪ I'm crying, crying, crying ♪

♪ Crying, crying, crying ♪

♪ Crying, crying, crying ♪

♪ Crying, crying, crying ♪

♪ I'm crying out, crying ♪

♪ With all the love I feel ♪

(Shay humming)

- Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey, what the fuck is wrong with you?

Hello?

Now you ignore me?

Hello?

So, you gonna ignore me.

Now, if I come snatch that fucking wig off your head,

I'll be wrong, huh?

What's up with all these damn balloons?

Why they all yellow?

You ain't want the variety pack?

Please don't tell me it's your birthday.

Hello?

What the fuck is on your face?

- You don't have to overreact.

- Bitch, you keep scaring me.

- Shh.

- This bitch crazy as fuck, I swear.

- Marcus, watch your mouth.

- Put the knife down, okay?

What are you doing?

- We are two adults.

We can handle conflict respectfully.

Bitch...

Shay, put the knife down.

Now, you crossed some lines.

You can understand that, right?

- Okay. Yeah.

- Yeah.

- Some boundaries have been crossed.

Boundaries are important.

- You're right. Mm-hmm (chuckles).

Gold star for Marcus.

(ominous music)

I get it.

But what I don't get

is you going out for dinner

and coming home seven fucking hours later!

- Shay, you need to clam the fuck down.

- Shut the fuck up, Marcus.

- You need me to get your fucking medicine?

- I saw you, Marcus.

I saw you in the arms of another woman.

- What? So you fucking stalking me now?

What?

- A credit card company alerted me to your location, okay?

Yeah, so I was...

I was just...

Yeah, yeah, bitch, you was just protecting yourself.

I was just trying to trust you, Marcus.

But (laughs) I don't wanna assume,

so you tell me!

- Shay, tell you what?

Huh? What? - Huh? What?

Shay, tell me huh, what?

Who was the bitch at the fucking drive-thru?

- All right, all right, all right.

That was my lady T, all right?

Did you stay for the whole show

or you just caught the previews?

- Girl?

He didn't have a girl.

When the fuck he get a girl?

I'm his girl. I'm his girl.

I'm your fucking girl, Marcus.

- Who the fuck is you talking to?

- Shut the fuck up, Marcus! - Shay!

- I let your bum,

broke ass move into my motherfucking house.

(Shay cries)

I opened up to you, Motherfucker.

- Did you? - Yes.

- Did you? - Yes, I did.

- Oh, you opened up.

Well, my spidey senses

are telling me you fucking full of shit, okay?

Look, I ain't the only motherfucker around here lying

about some shit.

- I really hate repeating myself.

Who was the bitch at the drive-thru?

Why does she look so fucking familiar?

Marcus, answer me!

- Hey, all right, all right!

She works at the bank.

You know the bank that cut you a check for 200,000?

Yeah, now who's the stupid motherfucker?

All right, you think I'm fucking playing?

I then killed plenty of bitches prettier than you.

Where the money at?

- Looks like your bitch got it wrong.

- What did you call her? - A bitch.

A B-I motherfucking C-T-H.

- Yeah. All right.

You jalapeno, bacon-wrapped built ass bitch,

Where the fuck the money at?

- I thought I could trust you.

- Oh my fucking gosh.

(Shay screams)

(Shay laughing maniacally)

Shut the fuck up!

(ominous music)

- You just like...

You just let all the other men.

- And you just like all the other women,

fucking delusional.

Now, where the fuck's the money at, huh?

Huh?

And take that fucking clown shit off your face.

Who the do you think you are, huh?

Harley Quinn or some fucking shit?

I'm about to smack the shit out you.

Where is the money?

- The money, right, Marcus?

The money, right?

I'm gonna get you money, Marcus.

Let me know when you're ready.

- Shay, stop fucking playing.

(fist thumps)

(ominous music continues)

(ominous music continues)

(ominous music fades)

(footsteps padding)

(Shay sighs)

- Marcus Dion Wright.

Age 32.

Diagnosis, a parasitic narcissist

with borderline antisocial tendencies,

delusions of masculinity, severe allergy to accountability.

(book thumps)

No ambition, no dreams,

just waiting to take advantage of women.

All you do is lean on mediocre intimacy.

You're empty.

No depth, no ambition.

Just a broke ass yellow nigger

with obvious symptoms.

Some including preying on women.

Just walking around like a dog sniffing for scraps.

(Marcus screams) (Shay growling)

(Shay barks)

- Fuck! - Fuck!

(Shay laughs)

(Shay barks)

Stupid yellow bitch.

You trick these women

and you put on this mask (chuckles).

Have them fall for you.

Put on this charm, but you're not a real man.

You think you played me, but I can't be played.

You thought you sought after me and came after me,

but that's where you had wrong, Marcus.

I found you and I wanted you, Marcus.

Nigga, I've got two master's and a fucking PhD!

It's actually kind of insulting

how you thought you could finesse me.

(Shay laughs)

But see, Marcus, I'm the cure that they warned you about.

No copay, no discharge, okay?

But wait, this is where it gets good, okay?

- Oh, Mr. Wright. - No, no, no, no.

(music drowns out speaker)

(electricity buzzing)

(Shay laughing)

(Shay laughing maniacally)

(ominous music)

- Help!

- [Shay] Shut the fuck up!

Stupid! (electricity buzzing)

(ominous music continues)

(ominous music fades)

(Shay humming)

- [Marcus] What the fuck is on my face?

(Shay laughs)

- Now, are you ready to start this week's session?

Oh, I get it. I understand.

Shit, have you tried this?

You did. This is some good shit (laughs).

Let's see (groaning).

Okay, now you can talk.

- Fuck you.

- All right, am I gonna have to use motivation

or are we gonna talk like two fucking adults?

- You need Jesus. You're sick.

- Damn, that's a good start, Marcus.

Look at you paying attention.

Very, very good.

Now it's my turn.

You're right, I am sick.

So, Marcus...

I guess you tried to finesse me

for this money you think I'm in possession of (laughs).

- Tiana works at the bank.

- Oh.

- She saw the deposit hit your account

and she saw you go withdraw it, so stop fucking lying.

- Oh, stop fucking lying.

(Shay sighs)

Yeah, Marcus.

You're right, but this is what I'm trying to figure out.

Why? Like, what were you gonna do?

Rob me?

- I wouldn't have to.

One more week and your stupid ass

would've just gave it to me.

- Oh, (scoffs) and you feel this way because?

- Because you're fucking delusional.

- Ooh. Ooh.

I like this shit.

Now we're getting somewhere.

Very good.

Okay, but...

(ominous music)

- I came here for the money,

and that's what I'm gonna leave with.

- You mean this money?

(ominous music continues)

This is more than money.

This is something far more cruel.

(paper ruffling)

(ominous music continues)

This destroyed me!

He destroyed me!

I watched the breath leave from his body.

And finally (chuckles), finally,

I felt like I made him proud.

I felt like he was finally proud of the work (laughs)

that we had done together.

And I never thought that I could feel that again.

That is until I met you, Marcus.

See how fate brought us together?

- Crazy ass bitch!

- Yeah, Marcus.

I might be crazy, Marcus,

but at least I'm fucking creative.

(Shay grunts)

(cupboards rattling)

- Shay! Shay!

Bitch, I'ma kill your ass.

Shay!

(handcuff rattling)

(ominous music continues)

- Uh-uh-uh.

(Shay whistles)

Don't hurt yourself, Marcus.

- Shay, look, this is all a mistake, okay?

- Oh yeah. - I fucked up.

I'm sorry. - Sorry?

- Shay, we ain't gotta do this, all right?

I won't even tell nobody.

I won't say anything.

Act like nothing happened.

- You're right, we don't gotta do anything.

- You're in control, all right?

I respect you and I adore you.

We can fix this.

- Fix?

You wanna fix me now?

Why does everybody always wanna fix me?

- Baby, I didn't mean it like that, okay?

We're meant to be, all right?

I told you I love you.

I care about you, all right?

Come here. Come here.

(Shay panting)

- You mean that, Marcus? - Yes.

Come here and I'm gonna show you.

- Okay (sniffles).

I've been waiting on this, Marcus.

- I'm so happy.

(Shay chuckles)

Now we can be together how I wanted us to be, Marcus.

I'm so glad you see things my way.

You actually love me.

No man has ever told me that he loved me.

(ominous music)

(electricity buzzing)

What the fuck, Marcus?

Damn it!

We were so close.

Oh my God, we was so fucking close.

Shit. Every time.

Goodness, Marcus.

Oh my God. What?

And then you call me a fucking liar and you tried to...

You were always like these other men.

You take advantage of women, Marcus.

But just like every fucking dog, Marcus,

your ass gonna be put down.

Fucking die, bitch!

Fucking die, Marcus! Die!

(Shay screams)

(dramatic music)

(Shay panting)

How you like that little technique?

Fuck, I like this dress.

Shit.

Damn, Marcus, all you had to do was ask me for the money.

(dramatic music continues)

(gentle music)

- I thought I'd feel guilty,

but (chuckles) I just feel quiet, you know?

(Shay chuckles)

- That's the body remembering that it's free.

- It's been so long that I don't...

I didn't recognize the feeling.

Thank you.

- Hey, you did this.

You made the choice.

My god, Raven, I am so proud of you.

(computer beeps)

- The disposal went smoother than I expected.

It wasn't messy at all, how you see on TV.

It was controlled.

- Just like I said it would be.

- Yeah, you did.

- Did you say goodbye?

- I said, "This time, silence is mine, on my terms."

- Beautiful.

(computer beeps)

Hi. - Finally got in the car.

I'm so proud of myself right now (laughs).

Girl, I made it look like a real overdose.

- Did anyone suspect anything?

- His mama believed it too.

Oh, she hugged me at the hospital.

And I wore white and everything,

just like you told me to.

- That's called owning your shit.

I am so proud of you.

- I'm just so happy right now.

(computer beeps)

- I used to lie awake at night,

thinking I would never find peace again.

- And now? - Now I sleep like a baby.

Haven't needed pills in days

and rest come easily to me now.

- Did he say anything before it happened?

- He just mumbled, "Why?"

- Interesting.

- I looked him in eyes and I told him Shay is why.

The bastard damn near had a heart attack,

not realizing that the therapist he paid

helped me get my life back.

- Aw. - Thank you.

- Some people stay too long, others never leave, and some...

They teach.

(gentle music)

(upbeat music)

♪ I'm crying out, crying ♪

♪ For you to hear me, hear me ♪

♪ I know you see me, see me ♪

♪ But do you feel me ♪

♪ I'm crying, crying ♪

♪ I'm crying, crying ♪

♪ I'm crying out ♪

♪ I'm crying, crying, crying ♪

♪ Crying, crying, crying ♪

♪ Crying, crying, crying ♪

♪ Crying, crying, crying ♪

(upbeat music continues)