All language subtitles for Harlem - 02x07 - Fall Back to Rumspringa Forward.ION10.English.HI.C.updated.Addic7ed.com

[person]
Previously on Harlem...

I actually applied for a grant
in both our names.

25 grand to put together
a presentation

on the role of Black mothers
in society.

Vogue is here, and this is
the moment of my dreams.

It's not our fault
your interview got canceled.

Canceled?

You son of a bitch!

Can I give you a hug, Tye?

[Tye] The problem isn't
meeting women.

It's how to act after we meet.

I look terrible!

Don't talk about
my girlfriend like that.

Girlfriend?

[Quinn] I just feel like
I need to take

a break from my life
for a few days.

- Puerto Rico!
- Puerto Rico!

You saw her yesterday?

And she didn't tell you.

So she's keeping secrets,
and you're hacking her phone.

Happily ever after
is off to a great start.

Camille, what did you do?

[♪ Bellah: "In The Moment"]

[Bellah] ♪ You're a
you're a bad-bad idea ♪

♪ Right person wrong time ♪

♪ Don't ask how I feel
I'ma lie ♪

♪ Why'd I have to meet you
in my prime ♪

♪ Now we can only do it
in my mind ♪

[Ian] Cam?

Yep.

Girl, It's 1:30.
Where you been?

[Bellah] ♪ I let it go ♪

♪ But now we getting
real acquainted ♪

♪ It's getting complicated ♪

Uh, Quinn text
she was in trouble.

It was all hands on deck.

All right, come on.
Let's go to bed.

Yeah, I'm gonna...

I'm just gonna take
a quick shower,

because it was, like,
it was so hot.

You know, some New York nights
are just so uncomfortable.

All right, well,
I'll meet you over there.

[Camille] Okay.

In certain cultures,
there comes

a point when one leaves
everyday life

for self-reflection
and discovery.

The Amish have a tradition
called Rumspringa.

On the 16th birthday,
young Amish

leave the village
to experience and explore

everything in modern life
to help make a decision

on whether they want to be
baptized in the church.

Muslims take part
in a religious trek

called Hajj
for their self-discovery.

In Harlem,
groups of women embark

on a similar journey
of self-discovery,

affectionately known
as a girls trip.

Come on, girls,
let's get 'er done.

[Quinn] Oh, wait. No, guys.
I can pack for myself.

Oh, we know you can,
but why, when you have us?

And this.

Ooh. And that.

No, no, no,
this is not a lingerie trip.

This is an eat, pray, love
my way back to happiness trip.

Which we can support.

But for me,
it's a eat, suck, fuck my way

back to a "hoecation."

Ooh, remember when
we went to Puerto Rico

and I had
all those fine-ass papis

and didn't even get a STD?

Eow!

Well, none of the bad ones.

[Tye] Camille, you think
you folded that dress enough?

[R&B music]

♪ ♪

- [Tye] Cami?
- Huh?

Are you okay?

[Camille] Yeah.

I was just thinking about

how much fun we had
in Puerto Rico last time.

Fun?

I remember a lot of you crying

while we begged you not to quit
grad school after you got in.

You know, she was getting
her minor in self-sabotage.

More like her double major.

[laughter]

But you know what I remember
was debauched, drunken,

- drug-fueled shenanigans...
- Yes.

...and now that
I'm on the other side

of this divorce drama
and shots in my stomach,

I think I want to get back
to wild, directionless Tye.

- Yes.
- [Tye] We all need

some old school fun,
you hear me?

Hey.
Get that butterfly.

[all speaking at once]

Okay, okay, okay,
but party girls, though,

we do need to take it easy,

because I do have
a little bit of work to do,

and you know
that Quinn can't mix alcohol

with the medication
the doctor gave her.

Oh, I didn't fill
the prescriptions.

He said
that they were an option,

and they're an option
that I'm not choosing.

Wait, what?

You did not see
Julia Roberts pop pills

in Eat, Pray, Love.

Look, this trip
is gonna be enough.

I know it.

Okay, real talk.

That makes me nervous.

And pills make me nervous.

Listen, I got this.

It's gonna be great.
I promise.

And y'all need to go ahead
and get your A-game together

if we're gonna have
a "vacocktion."

Oh, no, no, no.
Try again.

- A "holidick."
- Come on. Come on.

Come on.
One more time.

A "expefucktion"?

- [Tye sighs]
- You tried, baby.

- I'm a bad curser.
- You tried.

Angie, I don't know
why you're so thirsty.

I thought you were
all into Mike.

I am falling for him so hard,

but he came out of nowhere,

and I didn't get
my farewell booty tour.

My last hurrah.

I am proud of all of you.

You are going to get back
to Quinn.

- [Angie] Yeah.
- And I'ma get back to Tye.

- Yes.
- [Camille] And now that I've

booked the space for the big
motherhood presentation

for my grant with Jameson,

I can focus on the work
and getting back to me.

Ooh, I cannot wait
until we get back to us!

- Ooh!
- [all] Get back to us.

Get back to us.

Get back, get back,
get back to us.

[laughter]

Puerto Rico!

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

[singer singing in Spanish]

♪ ♪

Welcome to Puerto Rico!

Ah! Oh, my gosh!

Thank you.

Y'all know I got to go
to the beach first.

Oh, island girl,
cocktails on the beach?

[Quinn] Yes!

Let's hope
they have really good Wi-Fi.

[Tye] Oh.

May I say that
my beautiful island

is more beautiful
now that you arrived?

I'm gonna give you my number,

and if you need a driver
or a private tour,

I'm your man.

A private tour
or a tour of my privates?

Thank you.

Angie!
Does that come with a QR code?

Honey, a QR code to this pussy.

- [all] Ooh.
- Okay.

- Then there's that.
- The hoecation has begun.

♪ ♪

[Quinn] I can't believe
that this is our view.

Oh, my gosh.
I feel better already.

Show us your tits!

Seriously? Pigs.

[cheering]

Who says we can't do it
like we was back in college?

- Oh, my God.
- Yes!

Show us your dick!

- No.
- Oh, wow!

Now that's a five-star dick.

♪ ♪

[speaking Spanish]

Bye.

Fuck, I did it again.

What is wrong with me?

Oh, and he was totally my type.

In that he was conscious
and male.

Okay, when did the press queen
transition into bitch queen?

He really was hot.

I don't know
what's wrong with you.

Okay, and then that
water bottle in his Speedo...

- I saw it.
- Couldn't miss it.

And all I could say was bye?

It was like
the waiter at lunch.

You know, Hoecation Angie
would have jumped and rolled

and hopped all on it.

Girl, maybe
you're getting older.

Angie does not age.

She persists.

Okay.

Well, transitioning now

to overstating the obvious
Quinn...

Yes, please?

It's your guy back home.

You like him too much to cheat.

It's sweet.

Uh, no, no, no, no, no.

I don't do sweet.

I need my farewell tour.

Camille, what do you say?

Is our girl Angie
falling in love?

Girl, you're trying
to make me feel guilty

about inviting you
on this trip.

You clearly don't have
the time.

Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Sorry.

And I am done.

Is everything okay?
Do you need to talk?

No, but can't you just enjoy
the beach?

For these couple of days,

can't Jameson do
the heavy lifting?

[R&B music]

♪ ♪

No, no, no, no, no.
No heavy lifting, no touching.

I have to do this
first pass by myself,

then he can do whatever
he wants with the grant.

Jell-O shots!

Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew!

This one is for you
and for you.

And this one is for you.

Did you walk to New York
for them?

You're welcome, Angie.

The closest open bar is all
the way down the fucking beach.

[Quinn] The last time
I did a Jell-O shot

was when we were here
on our college trip.

Exactly.

Girl, the Jell-O has turned.

It's a million degrees
of hot sand out there.

I was seeing mirages
on my way back.

You better not dump it out.

But it melted.

Okay, maybe the next time,

I'll bring them down
in a cooler

just to keep them cold for you.

Thank you,
'cause this one is separated.

It's like the Jell-O powder
just collected at the bottom.

I do not think
it's a good idea to drink that.

Y'all are doing the most.

Camille?

Mm.

Am I the only fun one?

Yum.

Party!

Oh, you guys, I missed this.

I miss us laughing,
having such a great time.

Yeah.

I miss that.

Is that?

No way! That's Keith, right?

NYU Keith?

[Quinn] Holy shit, that is him.

Quinn?

[Quinn] Keith!

You remember Tye,
Angie, Camille.

Right, of course.

Hi, ladies.

Deconstructed Jell-O shot?

Don't.

I will pass, but nice to see

you all still hang out.

We're still besties.

I lost touch with everyone
from the NYU days.

How did you...
where did you...

Long story.

My story is longer.

We'll meet later, swap stories?

And fluids.

Still same number?

Yeah.

Great. Okay.

- I'll text you later.
- Okay.

Bye. Bye, ladies.

[both] Bye, Keith.

And that is the last
we see of Quinn.

No. No, no, no, no, no.

This is still a girls trip,
okay?

We're just gonna share
a quick meal.

The "eat" of eat, pray, love.

Oh, my God, but what
a coincidence that was, right?

It's your thirst's
origin story.

[singer singing in Spanish]

Okay.

Gonna have to bring
your A-game for this one.

That was good.

A+ game.

I'm not gonna lie,
that was good.

- Uh-huh.
- Okay.

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

Now, have you
been broken up with

on your birthday
three years in a row?

Three, honey.

1, 2, 3, and they tried
to do it on the fourth,

but I broke up with him first.

Don't make it worse. Okay.

[laughter]

To answer your question, no.

Okay.

But I have been cheated on

at my grandmother's funeral.

See, you can't be
making stuff up.

I'm not making it up.

- That's not...
- I swear.

I swear.

And during the eulogy.

- [gasps]
- Mm-hmm.

Oh, my gosh.

- Oh, no.
- No, I'm okay.

And I just thought that
you were not going to beat

the guy who tried
to frame me for robbery.

So does this mean
I'm the winner

or the ultimate loser?

There are no winners
at the jilted Olympics.

Touché.

So you know this just proves
my point, right?

Hmm?

You never should have
broken up with me.

[laughs]

Yeah, well, sitting here,

knowing all the bullshit
that I've gone through,

I can safely say you are right.

I don't know.
I guess I just thought

that maybe we were too easy?

I, um...

I always thought to myself,

you don't do happily ever after
with your college boyfriend.

I mean, it's supposed
to take longer.

Be careful what you wish for.

I will not,

because you...

have been my wish all along.

[singer singing in Spanish]

♪ ♪

Thank you.

And now we eat.

Thank you.

This is...wow.

I know.

Out of all the things
on the menu,

we both ordered scallops.

[indistinct conversation]

♪ ♪

[people cheering]

Oh, my gosh, it was probably

one of the best nights
of my life.

We ate dinner at the resort,

and then we had dessert
at this place called

El Convento.

It's this old convent that they
turned into a five-star hotel.

I always suspected
that nuns were secret ballers.

You guys, we ate dessert
in a convent.

It's eat, pray, love
all at the same time!

Oh, my gosh,
Puerto Rico is perfect.

Best idea ever.

Okay, ladies, we're up.

For what?

Kite surfing.

We did it
the last time we were here.

Absolutely not.

No, we were younger.

And dumber.

And high as fuck.

You guys are no fun.

We're young!

We're young!

I'm young!

Well, I am so happy that
you're feeling so much better,

and I hate to be
Negative Niecy,

but are you sure this is not
just a quick fix?

You know what?

I just think that I'm meant
to be coupled up.

I just feel happiest
when I'm with someone.

I'm starting to think
the same thing,

but like, what the fuck
is happening here?

Just wasting so much dick.

So what happened
with the valet?

We were in the hotel lobby
bathroom...

Ooh, ain't love grand?

And the brother dropped
his pants, and it was...

Oh, Lord, here we go.

Not Mike.

I couldn't.

I'm actually thinking
I'm one of those people

who feel...committed.

[Quinn] What?

[Tye] Y'all, watch me!

[screaming]

You okay?

Palomas, like the last time
we were here.

Five palomas, please.

You got it.
House tequila okay?

- Yes.
- Absolutely not. No.

We do not have those ironclad
22-year-old stomachs anymore,

so we're gonna have the 1800.

Has the club always been
this loud?

Oh, how the mighty have fallen.

No.

Fuck that. Not again.

Ooh, Angie, let's find
some random stranger

to buy us drinks
like in the old days.

Uh, new day, girl.

I'm 'bout to get in
some face time with Mike.

[Tye] Bitch, what?

But nobody leaves
the club alone.

I'm just gonna go look
for reception.

[dance music]

♪ ♪

Fuck.

♪ ♪

Uh, we got a bar.

We got a bar.

♪ ♪

Fudge.

♪ ♪

Okay, okay.

Keith wanted to show me
a nearby art gallery,

so that's also happening too.

And I'll be with her
every step of the way.

- Quieth is out.
- Quieth is out.

Yuck.

[laughter]

Please do not tell me that
you're gonna go work too.

Nope. Nope. Nope.

You guys shamed me enough.

You know what would make
tonight extra special?

No.

Cocaine.

No, Tye.

No, no, no, no, no.
Don't you worry.

It'll be fun.

No, it'll be sad.

Let's just get another drink.

Mm-mm.

But where to get it?

All we have to do
is find a gay white guy

who's speaking way too loud.

And trust me, as a lesbian
who talks way too loud on coke,

I can say that.

Ooh, Lady Gaga shirt
in the back.

We have spotted our prey.

Ooh, okay.

[ringing]

Surprise.

Hey, beautiful.

You been thinking about me?

Every day.

Mm! Hold on.

I might have better reception
on the roof.

Okay.

So now what?

Now, um...

now I feel guilty
for ditching my friends

two nights in a row.

Does this help?

Oh, doesn't hurt.

Doesn't hurt at all.

Mom?

Hi, Quinn.

Is everyone I know
on the island right now?

I think I just paid
$100 to snort...sugar.

You know
when you drink too much

and it starts to go really bad,

but then, like,
you drink some more,

and then it goes, like, better.

I think I'm stuck at the part
when it starts to go bad.

This is supposed to be fun.

This was supposed
to cheer up Quinn,

and when she left
with Keith, I would say

that is mission accomplished.

Well, I needed this too.

I mean, I just wanted things
to be how they were

or for me to be that way.

I mean, we used to close
this place down.

And now I think
I'm just gonna go.

Wait, wait, wait.

Rule number one, you cannot
leave the club alone.

Or is that rule number two?

And rule number one is
if you lose your phone,

you go to the $1 pizza place.

But I'm already at...
the club alone.

So what difference
does it make?

Okay, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait.

I'm gonna go find Angie,
and then we'll go.

Angie?

Tell me what you want me to do.

I want you to be careful.

Are you sure there's
no one else around?

No one on the roof but me.
See? See?

So let's get started.

Do you like it...

when I touch myself...here?

[loud click]
[helicopter rotors thrumming]

[officer in Spanish]
This is the police.

I repeat. This is the police.

Vacate the roof...

it is not safe
for public use.

[in English]
What's happening?

[officer in Spanish]
This is the police.

I repeat. This is the police.

Vacate the roof...

it is not safe
for public use.

[in English]
Angie, are you okay?

[officer in Spanish]
We definitely still see you.

Please exit. Now.

[in English]
Angie, do you hear me?

I will call you
when I get home!

Yes, please do.

And I appreciated
the thought, but...

[phone beeps]

[helicopter rotors thrumming]

Okay!

[singer singing in Spanish]

[dance music]

♪ ♪

You have to watch out.

[person]
They snatching Black girls.

Yeah. Tell your friends.

- Oh, shit.
- Yeah.

- Oh, shit. Oh, shit.
- Yeah, girl.

Not on my watch.

Camille? Camille?

Shit.

Quinny?

Tye?

Tyesha?

Shit!

Shit. Fuck.

- [screams]
- Angie!

Camille.

Oh, I am so glad
that you are here and safe.

Someone is snatching up
American Black girls.

One is missing.

Girl, it's you.

It's me what?

You are the American
Black girl who's missing.

Oh, shit.

I just agreed to lead
my own search party.

You disappeared
over an hour ago,

and you didn't answer
any of my many texts.

I was on the phone with Mike.

Aww.

Where is Tye and Quinn?

They gone.

- Lightweights.
- Mm-hmm.

After club food?

You ain't say nothing
but a word.

I found her.

It's barely midnight, man.

I can't be going home
like this.

The night must continue.

What's up?
Hey, yo, homey.

What's up?

What do you want, ma'am?

"Ma'am"? Fuck that.

I want drugs.
I got money.

Whatever you got.

Lady, you need to grow up,
okay?

You're too old to be
out here buying drugs.

Fuck, that was cold.

We can go to the club.

Where the hoes at?

No hoes?

No hoes. Okay.

God.

[phone ringing]

What the fuck?

- Amy.
- Hey.

Sorry to bother you so late,

but you're the only
computer person I know.

What's up?

My computer is frozen,

and I can't close out
my register.

You called me all the way
in Puerto Rico for that?

Wait, you're on vacation?

How is it?

Humbling.

Am I too old to be
the party girl buying coke?

My dad's 73,
and he's still doing it.

He wouldn't happen to be
in Puerto Rico, is he?

Not likely.

- Point me at the computer.
- Okay.

No. You have to reverse it.

How do I reverse the computer?

No, the view.

Oh.

Good God,
how old is that computer?

It's old enough
to not want to buy coke.

I was just trying to relive
a little bit of my glory days.

So you gave up
on finding a relationship?

There's one,
a feisty old side piece,

but besides the bedroom,
the bathroom stall,

and the shower,
that's going nowhere.

Okay, maybe don't be so quick

to dismiss others
as going nowhere.

You know, you never know.

What was happening
when it froze?

Okay, you see this button
right here?

Amy?

Hello?

This woman.

Oh, wow.

Oh, okay.

Whatever that is smells
too good to not stop.

- Ooh.
- [speaking Spanish]

Like a fritter with plantains
and tomato and meat.

Honey, you had me at fritter.

Amen.

Two of whatever you like best.

Oh. Hey, there.

[Valentina]
That's Jaimie and Victor.

Gigi, and that's Hector.

Oh, they are beautiful.

And they know it.

Are they all yours?

Oh, no, normally
they aren't here with us.

We take turns
who watches them all.

We?

Me, Lola over there,

Raquel, and Eugenia.

We all live together,
and we raise them together.

So kind of like
a commune of mothers.

Mm.

We leave tomorrow,

but do you mind
if I come by before

just to, you know, interview
you all on how you do it?

It's for a paper
that I'm writing.

Of course.

Look at that.

You stop working for a minute,

and you get some work done
anyway.

[Valentina]
They're getting cranky tonight.

They're up much
later than normal

because of Noche de San Juan.

What's that?

At midnight, you walk
backwards into the ocean

to cleanse yourself
of the year's sins,

and then you walk forward
into a fresh new year.

So...

Texting them right now.

Thank you.

Yeah.

- [Valentina] Enjoy.
- Thanks.

I cannot believe
that Angie called you.

I cannot believe
she has my new number.

She said they brought you here
to cheer you up,

but she's worried
that it's not enough.

I'm fine.

You did not need to come.

Yes, I did.

I am a mom.

That's my only job.

I don't get a choice
to change careers all the time.

Mm. There she is.

I was wondering how long it was
gonna take you to get one in.

- [phone dings]
- Oh.

Saved by the ding.

Sorry, gotta go meet the girls.

You can give me one minute.

Now, why is Angie so worried?

I don't...

I feel off or...

Sad for no reason?

Mad for no reason?

Well, you blame me
for a lot, Quinny,

but depression come from your
father's side of the family.

Daddy gets depressed?

How...wha...
how would I not know this?

Because every time
he's with you girls,

he tries to show you
the perfect him.

But it's not his fault.
It's genetic.

His mother was in and out
of hospitals with it.

That's why she missed
so many Christmases.

That and the fact that
she was a major bitch to me.

My God, why do Black families
keep shit like this a secret?

We know how to hide our pain,

but your father
is on medication.

It keeps him even.

Or compliant,

which is probably
where you really want him.

Ah, saying mean things.

Now, that you got
from my side of the family.

I love you, Quinn.

I want you to be happy.

Now, traveling is lovely,

but if you need medication
just to balance things out,

who cares?

You deserve to be happy.

The medication work
for your father.

Maybe it'll work for you too.

Thank you.

Thank you for flying
all this way

just to tell me that.

I'd go anywhere for you,
Quinny.

Plus, while I'm here,

I have a consult
with a facial plastic surgeon.

They say he's the best
in the area.

Oh, but you're first, Quinny.

You are always my priority.

Oh, isn't this great?

A vacation

and a "get out of sin free"
card.

And the one fucking time

I don't have anything bad
to cleanse from.

You didn't do
anything bad either.

I wonder if
this works preemptively

for a future fuck-up.

Actually, that's not true.

I did something bad, Angie.

Something monumentally stupid.

It's like as soon as
things start to go good,

I just have to mess it up.

I remain my mother's child.

Honey, I am in
a post-fritter haze.

I am not following.

I slept with Jameson.

Wait, what? When?

Wait. Why?

Okay, my turn to say wait.

I literally slept.
Like, just slept.

Is this one of those

"oral, anal, and finger fucking
doesn't count"?

No.

Okay, so we were at his place,
and we were working...

[R&B music playing]

What? You hitting a wall?

Mm, in more ways than one.

I mean,
I'm glad we're doing this,

but fuck.

The grant doesn't want me.

You don't want me.

Guess I'm not as much of
a thing as I thought I was.

♪ ♪

If this is too hard,

we don't have to do it
together.

Oh, it's actually...it's easy.

It's, like, too easy.

Have we friend-zoned that fast?

Jameson...

♪ ♪

...you are a great person.

You are a smart man.

You are a really good man.

You're just not my man.

Is this the part
where you walk me out

like on "The Bachelorette"?

Oh, my gosh, no.

[Jameson]
Maybe I just need some sleep.

Yeah, we have been at it
for a while.

Power nap?

10 minutes?

Good night.

[Camille]
So I closed my eyes...

and suddenly,

ten minutes became
the middle of the night.

[phone dings]

Oh, shit.

Oh.

Oh, that doesn't seem
too bad to me.

Yet.

But am I flirting
with disaster?

I could have left Jameson's.

I could have text Ian.

I didn't cheat,
and yet I still lied to Ian?

It's like every time
something is going so good,

I just have to mess it up.

I got drunk,
and I told my boss off.

I left Ian right before Paris.

I slept with a student.

Hell, the last time
that we were here

was because I was trying
to quit grad school.

Why all the self-sabotaging?

Kind of like me trying
to fuck strangers

because I might have it
too good with Mike.

Yeah.

So do you regret ending it
with Jameson?

No. No.

I mean, weirdly,
it's not even about him.

Ian said that we are a team,
and if I can't give birth,

that we can figure out
another way to start a family,

and I panicked.

He ended a whole wedding
for me.

And what if, after that,
we don't want the same family

that he could have had
with Mira?

It sounds like you put yourself
in a position

where it looks
like you cheated.

Ian gets mad and ends it,

and you get out of making
harder family decisions.

God, when you say it
out loud...

Which is why you will never
tell anyone else.

If you want to tell me about it
over and over again, I'm down.

We can talk about it forever.

But that same self-sabotage
that put yourself there

is saying share it so he will
hear about it and it ends,

and that's not fair to anyone,
Camille.

We are not
the worst things we did.

Shit, we forgave Chris Rock
for Pootie Tang

because he doesn't bring it up.

I kind of like that movie.

And that's why
you don't pick the movies.

Right.

But you are missing the point.

You and me, we're a lot more
similar than people think.

And from someone who has made
a career of being messy,

the whole overshare,

it just avoids growing up
and sitting in our choices.

If you tell Ian
you fell asleep in the same bed

and then lied about it,
it just absolves you

from saying the truth,
which sounds like, Millie,

you don't want kids.

And you owe it to him
to be honest about that

rather than drag Jameson
into it.

It will turn into
something else,

and Ian deserves
to hear how you feel

and choose what he wants to do.

You're right.

You're like a sexy Yoda.

Mm.

A Hoeda.

Eow!

Oh, honey, this world
does not deserve Black women.

Let's go to the beach.

[waves crashing]

- Hey, guys.
- Look at who I found.

Angie, I saw my mom.

Really?

You're my sister,
and I was worried.

And forever and ever,
thank you.

You're welcome.
I love you.

Okay, ladies, so with
the year that we've all had,

we are gonna walk backwards
into the ocean at midnight

and cleanse ourselves of
everything that we don't want.

And then we're gonna walk
forward into what's next.

I love that.
That's perfect.

It is, except I'm wearing silk.

Oh, yeah, the tags
are still on this dress,

and I don't think Bergdorf
is gonna refund Quinn's Amex

if the dress is damaged.

A discussion for another time.

Fuck it.

Who needs clothes?

Let's shed this shit.

Naked on a beach.

Now, this is the party
I've been waiting for.

Oh, damn, the one day
I wore underwear.

I've been free-lipping
this whole hoecation.

- Ew.
- "Free-lipping"?

Yeah, let the lips breathe,
girl.

- I understand what you meant.
- Oh, okay.

[singer]
♪ Been a long time coming ♪

♪ Coming ♪

♪ All these blessings
rolling in ♪

♪ I ain't even
see 'em coming ♪

♪ Coming ♪

♪ Too hard too hard ♪

♪ I been goin' too hard now ♪

♪ Ah ♪

[all screaming]

[laughter]

Yes!

[all speaking at once]

♪ I ain't tryna slow down ♪

♪ Pretty face
with a bad attitude ♪

♪ Workin' like
I got to much to lose ♪

♪ Built this shit up
on two by twos ♪

♪ I want it now
I paid too many dues ♪

♪ Head up and my heels high ♪

♪ Heels high ♪

♪ This what life
supposed to feel like ♪

♪ Feel like ♪

♪ Lookin' like
I'm in the gym right ♪

♪ Gym right ♪

♪ Takin' side pics
looking thick like ♪

♪ Thick like ♪

♪ Self-love is the best love ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Self-love is the best love ♪

♪ Best love ♪

On three.

1, 2, 3.

[all] Girls trip!

- Ooh!
- So good.

So I realized I made a mistake.

Camille.

No, I, um, don't think
that I should do the project,

because motherhood
is not my story to tell.

But you...you got the space

and all those other colleges
that are coming.

Oh, no, I'm still doing
a big project.

If the grant approves,
I'm switching to Black joy.

- Mm.
- Our story.

Oh. God damn it.
You are my shero.

Oh, Black joy.

Oh, we need joy.

I need joy and...medication.

There. I said it out loud.

- Quinn!
- Baby.

- Mm.
- Ow, my arm.

Ooh.
Sorry, sorry, sorry.

[phone dings]

Oh, Mike sent me a selfie

saying he misses me.

- Well, can we see him?
- Do I finally get to see

who you left the club with?

Ooh, chocolate.

- Okay.
- Wait.

That's Michael.

Right, Mike.

No, no, no, my Michael.

Excuse me?

My dad's birthday.

My mom tried to fix us up

and said that we'd be,
like, a perfect match.

Wait, what?

And now he's with you?

What is that supposed to mean?

What is that
supposed to mean?

That Black joy
didn't last long.

I'm just saying.

I wasn't even saying...why?

Girl, I wasn't even...

[Angie]
Can I ride up front with you?

This is why
I'm going on medication.

[Tye] You heard her say
that's her Michael?

[♪ Voceteo: "N mecis"]

[singing in Spanish]

♪ ♪