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(uplifting music)

(soft piano music)

- (Narrator) Every now and then we get a little lost.

We expect people in our circle to elevate us.

Yet sometimes our expectations are so high that we're led

down a path much, much darker. (person sobbing)

(hiphop music starts)

Call it fate, destiny, whatever you want to.

One thing was for sure,

my life changed forever the day he walked into it.

(soft ominous music)

(knocking on door)

- I'm almost done, I swear.

- Damn, you look beautiful.

- You sure?

(phone vibrating)

(soft music continues)

Just go.

- You sure?

- I mean, Mike already walked.

It's been pretty quiet around here lately.

I'll be fine.

(lips smacking softly)

- Promise to call you when my flight lands.

- Have a safe trip.

- What is taking you so -

- I was just leaving.

- Yes you were, sorry.

Oh, my.

Look at you!

Yes, you look beautiful, girl.

Yes!

You know you don't need validation from him, right?

- I know, I know.

(sighs)

- Yes, we need to get going, yes.

You great, that's my for it, yes!

- Where's Angel?

She's supposed to be here a long time ago.

- I told you it's not always a friend.

You know she's probably some where at somebody's house

I think.

She said she had a date earlier, so.

I guess that worked out.

But, we'll get some, baby,

I have everything under control.

Just breathe.

Yes, we got a plan.

- Nice, okay. (laughs)

(soul music begins) * I know

* That this ain't real * This ain't real

* It's just a fantasy, you'll-

- Yo, what'd I tell you about blowing my phone up like that.

- Um, my sister, she's gone for the weekend,

so we got the place to ourselves.

- That's your big emergency?

- Yes!

You have been gone for weeks.

I miss you.

Let me prove it to you.

(r&b music starts)

(traffic flowing)

(tense music starts)

- (Announcer) And now your host

coming from backstage,

Candace Maxwell! (audience cheering)

(tense music continues)

- Candace, duck!

(gun fires)

(woman screams) (gun fires repeatedly)

- Oh my god, Candy!

Candy! (sobs)

She's been hit!

- Call an ambulance! - She's been hit!

Dammit!

- He got away.

- Damn it, Mike, I knew I should have hired security.

Stupid!

Dammit!

(upbeat music starts)

* Big moves

* We bout big moves

* Big plays, we make big plays

(exhales forcefully)

(weights clanking)

(breathing loudly)

(door creaks)

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music starts) (gun clicks)

(shoes scuffing)

(door creaks)

(sighs)

(door creaks)

- Drop it.

(gun clanks)

Good boy.

We had a bargain.

What kind of man doesn't keep his end of a bargain?

- You know for a hit man,

you sure know how to miss a target.

I'm not a hitman, I'm a businessman.

And you shot me.

- And you shot me, too.

As far as I'm concerned,

you and me are even.

And how the hell was I supposed to know it was you?

Dressed like some goddamned bum.

- So I guess I signed up for a fashion shoot.

You said she's worth more dead than alive, right?

- See, you listen, you could have told -

- You said she's worth more dead than alive, right?

Then as long as the business is taken care of,

then what the fuck does it matter how I'm dressed?

You had one job, one motherfucking job,

and that was to fucking stay out of my way.

- I thought you would've told me

you was planning on doing something that night.

- You thought?

Oh! (laughs)

You thought!

You don't think little man.

You don't fucking think.

I think!

- Keep your hands off me, man.

- Or what?

- I'm warning you, man.

- You warning me?

- Keep your hands off me man. (laughs)

- You warning me?

I'm warning you.

You have 24 hours to put 50 K in my account.

- No, that's not -

That's not what we agreed on.

50,000?

- Yes, yes.

- That's not what we talked about, man.

- Yes.

Call it insurance.

Write it off as pain and suffering.

I want my money - - Fuck you and your insurance.

(laughs)

You want your money?

Huh?

You want your money?

(glass slams)

Hey you go.

Keep the change.

(hands slap) Fuck is that, lunch money?

Look, I am not fucking, I am not fucking playing with you.

(grunts) Yeah, look at you.

Look at you.

Look at you.

Calm down, there you go.

There you go, calm down. - Get your hands off me, man.

Is that a way, is that a way you talk to your employer?

- Get your - - Hmm?

Hmm?

(struggles to speak)

- Listen - - What?

I want to hear it, what? - If you want your money -

- Huh?

I can't hear you.

- Double it!

- Ah!

(gasps for breath)

Good,

- You want your -

- Very good.

(coughs loudly)

- If you want your money,

- Huh?

- Finish the job, man.

Okay?

I double, (breaths deeply) all right?

I double it.

- That's why I like to hear.

That's exactly what I like to hear.

You know, Mike?

Hey, hey!

Look at me.

The quickest way for a man to lose his life

is to forget he has one to live.

(Mike breaths deeply)

I like you.

I like you a lot, Mike.

So I brought you a gift, bro.

- Come on, man.

Come on.

- Calm down.

It's all right, brother.

Calm down.

- You wouldn't kill a cop, huh?

Come on. - Calm down.

- Come on.

- It's yours.

It's a token of my appreciation.

Here you go.

- Damn!

You out your goddamned mind, man.

(laughs loudly)

You are out your goddamned mind.

Whose finger is that, man?

(continues laughing)

- Just be happy it's not yours.

24 hours, 50 K.

Have a good day, Mike.

- I have to tell you something.

(soft music begins)

- Are you?

- Hmm (laughs)

So, now that I have you to myself,

We can finally start being a family.

- Listen, something I need to talk to you about.

- What baby, you full of surprises.

What is it?

- Down payment on the condo, car.

I don't care what you do with the money.

- Oh, baby you is so sweet.

Hold on, a condo?

I thought we was getting a place together.

You said that you called it off.

- I can't keep sneaking around.

I had a change of heart, and -

- And this is what I'm worth to you?

You think that you can come give some bullshit sob story

and that's just gonna be it?

You get to have a change of heart?

You don't get to have a change of heart

when I'm carrying your child.

- Listen.

I know you're upset, but I ain't even know you was pregnant.

And I never said I wouldn't help you take care of the baby.

I just.

- As long as this baby is breathing in the same air

as his daddy, you gonna be seeing me all right.

- Listen.

I'm getting married to Candace.

Wedding's in a couple weeks.

End of story.

(hand slapping)

Oh, don't call my phone again.

- Sean, wait.

(sad piano music)

- (Candace) I heard it'll be lonely at the top,

but I never considered myself to be at the top.

Shit, I had bigger hopes and dreams, real plans.

(upbeat music begins)

* Bad girl boss, drip

* Bad girl boss, drip

* I keep it 100 365

* Spot a bad girls and they down to ride

* CEO, I was born to shine

* I'm a girl boss 'til I die

* I got the ice, I got the crib

* I got my day one girls in the whip

* I got the cash, I got the hits

* And you're going to need a bucket for all this drip

* Bad girl boss drip (music trails off)

(fist knocking)

(knocking continues)

(sad piano music)

(birds chirping) (wind rustling)

(tense music begins) (sighs loudly)

- Bro!

What the hell, man?

- Hey man, you jumpy bro.

You was up last night watching all them scary movies again?

- First off, you talking about the Michael Myers collection?

That's classic man.

Shit never gets old.

- Ah, man, scared. - Hold on, hold on.

How'd you get in my house, man?

- Your back door unlocked.

Man, anybody could have gotten in here.

(lock rattles)

(door slams)

Hey bro, listen though.

I'm thinking about what you said.

I'm always on the road,

and I need somebody to look after Candace,

you know, just in case.

- I told you, you don't need no bodyguard.

You know how much money you'd be wasting?

- Look bro, appreciate everything you've done.

(touching piano music)

Hey, I thought I lost you, bro.

Candace thought she'd lost you, too.

She might be my wife, though.

- I feel you bro.

- Man, I'd do anything to protect her.

Don't matter the cost.

Listen, the reason why I'm over here?

It's Angel, bro.

- You gonna be seeing me, all right.

- I told you about that chick, man.

The moment she came sniffing around you, what did I say?

Gotti, Gotti.

That's what I said.

What blows my mind?

Why do you insist to hang with chicks

who are lower than your standards.

When you got one that exceeds it, bro.

- I know. - Tell me that, come on.

- Caught up in the moment, I guess, man.

- This guy.

- I know, I always been a player all my life.

- You a player now, this guy,

- You, you know me!

- You a player, bro.

- You know me, man.

- I get you that, you was not for a second,

I get I you that bro. (laughs)

- It's cool though, I can't let Angel get in the way

with what me and Candace got.

I know she can't have kids but Candace is special.

- Say less bro.

Let big baby bro handle as always, all right?

- Appreciate you bro.

- I got you.

All right?

(hands slapping)

- I appreciate you bro.

- Absolutely. - I gotta make a play though.

- Yeah? - I'll hit you up later.

- All right, brother.

- Oh, hey.

You'll know when it's dealt with.

(door opens)

(door creaks and closes)

Hey, don't forget to lock your door!

(door closes)

(doorbell rings) (fist knocking)

- Who is it?

(suspenseful music)

- We got a call about a domestic dispute?

- You got the wrong house.

- No, I'm pretty sure I got the right house.

Mind if I come in, take a look?

- Um,

okay, come on.

Persistent huh?

I really should be careful, man.

- Anyone else here?

- No, like I told you, everything is good.

Y'all had calls in the neighborhood?

- No.

- Whoa!

(scuffling)

(grunts)

- Ah!

(bodies struggling)

- Right now. (grunts)

(gasping for air)

(breaths deeply)

(suspenseful music)

(body dragging)

(fist knocking)

- Hey you! (knocking continues)

Open up!

(door squeaks)

- Bro, I quit.

I can't deliver no more flowers.

I ain't deliver no more flowers, bro.

- What happened?

- Bro, do you know who this is?

This Candace fucking Maxwell, G.

Girl worth over a billion dollars,

and dude paying 10 bands just to be a bodyguard.

Shit, gimme a thousand, I'll fight them like a pro.

Oh, shit!

Bro, what the hell happened here?

Did you do that?

- Calm down.

- Bro, did you do that?

- Calm down.

- I mean if you did I ain't gonna nobody. I ain't no snitch.

- Look man, it's time for you to go, okay?

- Bro, I can help you with that.

- Time for you go, man.

- Bro, I can help you with this.

(door slams)

Bro, let me help you with this.

- You too young, man.

- Young?

Bro, I'm 21 years old.

I can buy alcohol, I'm legal.

- Grab both feet.

(lock snicks)

(birds chirping)

(uplifting choral music)

- Hey girl!

How you been?

- I'm all right.

- What's wrong?

- This damn Candace running me crazy.

- Oh, I told you, you cannot worry about your children.

How long are you gonna be mad at this girl?

- Until she comes to her senses.

Sean is a disaster.

And I know they were cute at first,

but now they're not even compatible anymore.

She's not even happy.

- Can't buy nobody's happiness.

They got to want it.

That girl almost lost her life.

Cut her some slack.

- Girl, he is nothing but a player.

And he puts his hands on her.

How do you think I don't know.

- Have you seen any bruises?

How do you know?

You know I live with them.

That boy ain't put his finger on that girl.

You know, you got to stop with all these accusations.

I know you can't stand him.

However, if I were you,

I would stop trying to live my child's life.

You'll push her into the arms of another man,

and, and it'll be worse than that.

Speaking of that, I got to go.

- Where you going?

- I got a date.

- I can't do nothing with you.

- I see you

- All right. - Thank you.

Love you, too, take care.

- You a mess.

(birds chirping)

(intense music building)

(siren blares)

(grumbles)

(suspenseful music)

- Ah!

(tires squealing)

(screams loudly)

(car thumps)

- Oh my god, holy shit!

Someone please come and help me!

(tires squealing)

(tense music fading out)

(romantic music begins)

- All right, so, what's wrong?

- Is this cold?

- It's my favorite part.

- Did you forget I do not like cold food?

You know we don't do anything anymore.

You haven't took me out in months.

(cellphone vibrates)

- Let me get you something else.

(tense music)

Hey.

- What?

- Dance with me.

(sensual music)

- Our thing, look at you being all considerate.

So babe,

I was thinking that maybe I should just cancel the event

since you weren't going to be there.

- All right.

That's what I need to talk to you about.

I'm in the process of hiring a body guard.

I think I might have found a perfect guy.

- Why?

Reese dropped this off a little while ago

before she went on her date.

I feel safe carrying that around.

- Is thing loaded?

You even know how to use this thing?

- I scheduled a session at the gun range,

and I'll learn how to use it.

- Man, I had holes in my drugs bigger than this thing.

The best thing you can do is scare somebody off.

- How do you expect me to get anything done

with someone watching my every move over my shoulder.

If anything, I'd rather have my man there with me

at all my events.

- Babe,

you've had thousands of events.

I'm sure you'll have tons more.

I promise I'll be at the next one.

Just do you, and I'm gonna do me.

Let your man take care of you.

That's what husband's supposed to do.

- (sighs) Fine, events only though.

- All right now, get your fine ass in the next room.

(hand slaps)

(door knocks)

What you doing here?

(muffled speaking)

- Seven-o-clock at night?

Give me a chance to introduce the idea to her first.

- Who's at the door, babe?

- One sec.

Man, it's just a neighbor.

Man, presentation is everything.

You dressed like you going out for a late night run.

- My job is to protect.

My resume speaks for itself.

- You're a hitman.

- I'm a contractor.

- Same thing.

- There's a dark color sedan

that's been circling the property since I arrived.

In life,

we have to choose whether we want our problems

to be permanent or temporary.

But the choice, Mr. Rivers,

is always yours.

- Sean, don't be rude.

You gonna introduce me to your handsome friend?

- Aunt V, this isn't the time, hit the hay.

- Hit the hay?

I don't smoke that stuff.

- Enjoy the rest of your night.

I'll take care of it.

(lock clicks)

(sensual music begins)

- Sean?

Sean?

(snoring)

Sean, Sean?

(record scratches)

(pillow slaps)

(loud snores)

- My great aunt Vanessa always said

a woman could think better on her feet than on her back

with her legs in the air.

And that loving a man more than you love yourself

stunts your eternal growth.

(upbeat music)

(meat sizzling)

(liquid gurgling)

- What could she possibly see in him?

- She's in deep now.

It could be the money.

- I know your handicapped ass isn't out here clout chasing.

- Girl, people have been sending me

all types of gifts and cash app since that happened.

It's only been a couple of days

but I've already been getting hundreds of views and likes.

I think I'm finally starting to get my own fan base.

- Sometimes I wonder about you.

For somebody majoring in business,

you sure don't use your brain much.

Everyone isn't like you.

K, he doesn't have money to burn.

Candace is the one he likes.

- Um, Sean worked very hard to get what he has.

You need to give that man some credit.

- Good credit is something that fool will never have.

(shoes clicking)

- What are you up to?

- Nothing.

- Angel, my God.

How are you doing?

- Hey, I'm good.

- Have they found the driver yet?

- No, not yet, happened too fast.

- Yeah, I didn't even get a good look at the vehicle.

- Hmm, what did you expect?

These women are getting sick and tired of you

running around with their men.

Hell, I've been surprised

that you didn't try to hit on Sean.

- Excuse you?

- Anyway, um, yeah,

you're the reason why Miss Conwell was there last week.

She heard about you trying to sleep with her husband.

- Please do not tell me

you just ruined our relationship with Miss Conwell.

She draws in more clients than anyone.

- Okay, but in my defense, he didn't even have his ring on.

Like, I didn't even know that he was with the girl

until I saw him out publicly.

And then after that I just cut him off!

- Damn, you immature.

You so damn immature.

If I was Candace,

your ass would've been in an unemployment line weeks ago.

- Well, this is a good thing that you not my boss,

then, huh?

- All right!

- And we all know you wanna be Candace anyway.

- No I don't.

I'm not the one who's an intern.

Shit, I'm my own woman.

Something that you could never be.

- All right,

that is enough.

What you heifers are not gonna do,

is tear anything in my goddamn house.

Now, I decided that Angel is going to be staying here

until she can find a nicer place to live.

- What?

- Yeah, I mean, your neighborhood isn't safe, so.

I asked Kim if I could stay with her for a little while.

- Is that right?

- Look, you two are the only real friends I have.

I have so much pressure on me right now.

Everybody is depending on me.

The last time me and my mom talked, we got in an argument.

She hasn't answered any of my calls or my text messages.

And I don't even have a man.

I walked into my bedroom the other day

and it's like Sean's lost interest in me.

I mean at least you guys have a man.

They enjoy being around you.

- Well, did you try to massage him?

- Maybe, pop rocks.

First you take the,

then you take pop rocks and put it on top.

Nevermind.

- Okay, have you tried dressing up sexy?

Men love that.

Makes them feel like they're cheating.

Or, so I've heard.

- I don't know you bitches right now.

- You know ladies,

I can really use something to take the edge off.

- Yes, same here!

- Drink up, ladies!

- Oh, oh!

- Congratulations to my best friend

for closing your publishing deal.

- Yes!

- I know people who kill to be in your shoes right now.

- Ain't that the truth.

(upbeat music)

(door knocking)

- Q, my man.

- Bless baby.

- Cash, baby, come here.

- Angel is not to have wine, again.

It should have me out like a light.

My head is still pounding.

- This is Quincy Powell.

Your new bodyguard.

Call him Q cause he likes it.

- It's a pleasure to meet you.

Although I am surprised that a woman of your caliber

doesn't already have bodyguards surrounding this place.

- See, I knew the day

that my husband insinuated that I get a bodyguard

it was a stupid decision.

But it's really a stupid decision when someone like you

come walking up in my house talking about protecting me.

- Okay, what's the problem?

You don't like my attire?

- Hell no.

You look like you just walked outta a refuge camp.

You ain't going nowhere with me looking like that.

- (laughs) Right, like.

Listen, where your muscles at?

You need a strong man.

Uh-oh!

Well, I guess he is strong. (laughs)

But you still don't look like a bodyguard, though.

Just saying.

(fist knocking on door)

- Don't just stand there looking stupid.

Go get the door.

(laughs)

- Girl, my head is killing me.

(door clicking)

- Oh, we, bam!

Yo, this is nice!

You got a Picasso, and shit.

Oh, this is my kind of place, this!

Oh, sorry, this came in for you.

- Man, what are you doing here?

- Well, shit, what you doing here?

- Yo, I already told you I hired somebody already.

- What!

- You aren't even going to play me like that, bro!

Bro, I'm the one who told you

about the job in the first place!

- Shit.

- Bro, you know I needed to do the job.

Otherwise my parole officer would send my black ass

back to the halfway house.

- (both) Parole officer?

- Oh hell no.

Get his jail bait ass out my house.

- For real.

(grumbles)

( bangs)

- What was that?

(door clicking)

Y'all got a ghost or some shit?

(something smashing)

(music crescendos)

- What happened?

- Did you get him?

- He got away.

- Now you see why I hired him.

- Man, you was fast as hell.

You like a linebacker on that ass.

- What good are you if you're just gonna let him get away?

What if he comes back?

- I tried, all right?

- As far as I'm concerned,

neither one of you are ever gonna step foot in here again.

I'll hire my own damn bodyguard.

- Don't mind her.

I can't let her stay in here by herself again.

That's the last thing I need.

I got some business I need to take care of tonight.

Can you stay with her?

- Yeah.

- Hold up, what about me? - I can stay.

- Me?

Same me was standing behind me shaking like a leaf.

Man, you little scary ass can't protect yourself,

let alone my wife.

- In all honesty, Derek is actually a good guy.

And besides I can use an assistant.

I'm sure if something happens again,

he'll be there to help me take him down.

Right?

- Please man.

I can be a good cook.

I can do laundry.

I can take the dog for a walk.

I can even watch the kid.

Come on.

I can be very useful around here.

Look, you ain't even gotta pay me 10 stack.

Just pay me four, we good.

- Four for what you just did?

How about three?

- And a half? Three and a half.

- Listen, we don't even have any kids,

but for that much,

I want you help Reese with whatever she needs.

That'll take stress off Candace.

- I'll help Reese for free.

Just let me know what I need to do.

(lips smacking)

- Bring your little scary ass.

(door clicking)

(sighs)

(door clicking)

- Girl, I'm jealous.

Your aunt gets more action than us.

The hell is that about?

- Don't be hating on me.

I am living my best life.

- I see Auntie. (laughs)

(birds chirping)

(inquisitive music)

- He never sleeps, does he?

- Check his records.

He's been reprimanded multiple times for his misconduct,

but, all they do is suspend him with pay

and put him right back on the task force.

- What do you make of it?

- Honestly, Mrs. Evans needs to watch the company she keeps.

(music fades away)

- Officer Miller.

- Mind if we have a word?

- Sure.

- I doubt Lieutenant Gladstone will be happy to learn

that two of his best guys are out here

committing more felonies

than the convicts they put behind bars.

- A little birdie told us that you and Officer River

have been very, very close lately.

- Your birdie must be on crack

'cause there's no way I would -

- Oh, you have fucked up, now.

- Look, tell us the truth.

- I am!

- We've got a female officer that's been missing

for almost a week.

And I've got something to tell you.

Officer Rivers is not untouchable.

So I would think long and hard

if you're willing to leave behind a beautiful -

- Young wife

that could potentially get her back blown out

while you sit there and piss and rot in jail.

- All right, but I want protection.

You don't know what this guy's put me through.

He's got this tape of me.

- Of what?

- I'd rather not say,

but I will say if my wife saw it, she would leave me.

He knew I had this thing for Candace Maxwell.

And he got all this material that I had of her

and paid me to break into her house.

- Wait, he put out the hit on her life?

- Why?

- I don't know, but I couldn't go through with it.

And I tried to tell her but she just got scared and ran off.

I mean, I was wearing a mask and everything.

But,

I, I didn't want to show my face 'cause

I thought she would turn me in.

- Well at least your wife won't see these tapes.

- Because you are going to help us

put away this psycho for life.

Before he ruins more lives.

Otherwise, we'll do more than expose you to your wife.

(crickets chirping)

- Hey, can I talk to you for a moment?

- What part of leave - Have you lost your mind?

- No, I miss you too!

- I'm getting married to your brother.

- Ah, Sean.

- What is wrong with you?

Whatever you think we have, forget about it.

- I miss you, too.

- I'm getting married to your brother.

- Ah, yes, Sean.

You know you can't even do this, right?

(gasps)

You know that.

(door clicks)

- Babe?

Sorry I'm late.

You all right?

- What the hell is wrong with you?

- What's he doing here?

- Tell him what I'm doing here.

Huh?

Came over to talk to Candace, bro.

She was nervous about the wedding, man.

She has some doubts.

- Ah, whatever doubts you think I have, they're gone now.

- She think you cheating on her man, 'cause you always gone.

- What?

- Mike, stop it!

Get the hell outta my house.

You sure you wanna leave me here with all these men?

- What can they do?

You got all these witnesses living around anyway.

You didn't even ask me to put my permission

for you to hide your intern and stay with us.

- For some reason, I feel like her situation

is my responsibility.

I should have been looking out for her.

And she needs a place to stay until she gets on her feet.

- That's a grown ass woman.

You barely even know her.

- Everything is secure.

If you don't mind, we need to make a few changes.

Anybody can walk up to the house.

Whatever, sir.

(lighthearted music) (knuckles knocking)

- Girl!

You look ten -

(door slamming)

(knob jiggling)

(door clicking)

(vibrator buzzing)

(moaning)

(suspenseful music)

(gasps)

* I really, really, really, really want that

* Good thing that I get what I want

* I stay balling and my cards stay alling

* Get your face out of my frame

* Everyone's stopping when they see me copping

* They just can't do it the same

* What's that?

* What's that? * What's that?

* Is that what I think it is?

- What do you think about this?

Cute, huh?

- I think if you like it, you should buy it.

- You're the one suggested coming with me.

Usually it's Reese, or Angel here with me.

You know, I don't really understand.

I really treat people nicely.

I do like to make everyone happy.

I don't understand why anybody would wanna kill me,

And why the constant threats?

- With all due respect,

you're not quite Mother Theresa.

- You know, growing up I used to wanna be a nurse

but I couldn't stand the sight of blood,

and I damn sure wasn't going to scrub those toilets

or change sheets like my mother.

Especially not for no white man.

- You and your mom don't get along?

- She looks down on me momentarily.

Thinks I'm selling my soul to the devil

and out here selling my body for sex.

She's embarrassed of me.

Although I could.

But, that's not what I'm doing.

I genuinely like to make people happy.

That's what excites me.

- Oh, so that's why you have everyone living with you.

Other people's happiness isn't your responsibility.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- I mean, you're beautiful, intelligent -

- You don't know a damn thing about me, okay?

- I know that you're lonely and misunderstood.

And it's been a while since anyone made you feel special.

You probably got cobwebs down there right now.

- Oh shit.

(laughs)

- Oh my God, Candace!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, back up!

- What is your problem?

They're just kids!

What are they possibly going to do to me?

Does anyone have a pen?

Thank you.

- Miss Maxwell, girl, you look so good!

- Thank you.

- You know we really appreciate you coming to speak

at the Girl Scout event.

The girls just loved you.

- Aww.

- Well we're having another one!

You wouldn't mind coming and talk to them

about fame and how they can be humble like you,

would you?

- I would be honored to.

Yes!

(calm music)

- Girl, these tacos are good!

Oh, have you used those candles I got you?

- They stink.

- Girl!

They're not supposed to smell like roses.

They're therapeutic.

They're supposed to get you to relax,

stimulate your mind.

You're supposed to sit around them and meditate.

And my grandma also said that they helped with fertility.

Oh, all that meat under one roof.

Lord have mercy!

- He's not all that.

- Girl, you tripping.

It seems like soon-to-be married life got you blind

because that man's all that and them some.

(murmurs affirmatively)

- Truthfully, I feel a lot safer with him around.

- Who, Beavis and Butthead?

- Shut up. (laughs)

- What's going on, girls?

- Okay.

- Hi, hi.

- Ain't no shame in your game, huh?

- Never have been, never will be.

I can't help all the fellas following after me.

- Okay.

- How is she?

- Your mother's stubborn, but, she's gonna be okay.

Trust me.

She just gets so bored in the house being all by herself.

- That's what scares me.

Her being in the house all alone by herself.

- She'll be fine.

Just give her some time.

- You like the new security system I put in?

- It's alright.

- You need to chill a little bit.

Just chill.

(music fades away)

- Why nobody tell me we having a party?

I've always dreamed of making it with some company to match.

- Why, thank you!

- Damn you got some soft hands.

- Yeah, I'm soft all over.

- Excuse me, this isn't the time or place for that.

- My bad.

- I mean, leave that boy alone before you give him worms.

- You need to shut up.

I haven't even sent him back to his mama,

he'll be thanking her for giving him life.

- Whatever. (laughs)

- And you need to stop anyway,

'cause you are hating.

- I'm not hating.

(dramatic music starts)

- Thanks for checking up on me.

- You're welcome.

- I was being sarcastic.

How could you know it's still night?

- Because I don't give a fuck.

(object smashes)

(birds singing)

- Be careful, you already skating on thin ice.

- You hit the iceberg too, it looks like.

- Look, I asked you to help me

because I want the bitch gone.

But if you can't even handle the job.

- If it weren't for him right there, she'd be dead.

I'm pulling every rabbit

out of my motherfucking hat right now.

Except for that motherfucker right there.

He's the reason she's breathing this very second.

Motherfucker.

- Do your job.

- I'm going to handle business.

- Yeah, you gotta do something.

- Officer Rivers?

- Now's not a good time.

- Well, when is a good time for you

to speak about your relationship with Candace Maxwell?

- There is no relationship.

She's a good friend.

- My sources say different.

You don't have any friends.

In fact, no one at the precinct likes you.

Internal Affairs.

I'm reporting on an incident involving your own,

accident some months back.

- Yeah, suspect got away.

Case closed.

- You know, this isn't how this works.

It's my job to look after upstanding officers like yourself.

For Christ's sake, man, you were nearly fucking killed.

Wouldn't you like to get justice

for you and your so-called friend?

All I want to know is - - Listen, listen.

I know what you know.

You seem to know a lot, don't you?

So you probably know my lawyer.

Give him a call, all right?

I'm done, man.

(door clicks)

(ominous music)

- I hope you're moving back in.

- Why would I do that?

- Because it's not healthy to live under the same roof

as a man that you're sleeping with.

Besides, what if Candace finds out?

- She's not gonna find out. Like, mind your business, dang.

- Out of all the men in the city, why him?

Ain't your friendship more valuable than that?

- My friend?

That bitch is not my friend.

He don't even love her.

He loves me.

- And he's doing this by showing you what?

- Girl, this is why I don't have any conversations with you.

You don't even understand what we got.

- I understand that when a man loves a woman,

he shows her off.

He does not hide her or his unborn baby.

That's something you will never have with him.

- Girl.

- What you got, your man rolling out?

- Maybe it's not for you to see.

- If I'm on, I can only do so much.

(hand slapping)

- Creep.

Get out of here!

(ominous music begins)

- All that shit you playing at.

Let's just say you won, all right?

- What are you talking about?

- Cut the shit, man.

You know exactly what I'm talking about.

You think you can stop me?

Huh?

- You know, it just warms my heart,

to watch you squirm.

See, I know that was you that sent your little cop friend

to my place the other night.

I forgive you.

By the way, did she give you a call?

I thought not.

You see, the best part about this?

I'm gonna do something

that you or your lame ass brother never could.

- What's that?

- Make her love me.

- Motherfucker, are you ready to die on this bitch?

Huh?

You ready to give your life for hers?

- You know, I've given this some thought.

I asked myself,

why on God's green Earth would this shell of a man

want this beautiful, brilliant, successful woman there?

And then it came to me.

You're living in your brother's shadow.

(sighs)

No, no, no. hear this, hear this.

You're living in your brother's shadow

and you can't step out of it.

So you resort to schoolyard games

because you don't have the testicular fortitude

to stand up and carry weight in this world.

You're nothing more than a coward.

And everybody knows it.

So, my brother,

I got a job to do.

Have a good day.

- This is so nice, I'm so proud of you!

Look at all these people here to see you.

I am so sorry your mom is not here,

but, you know, she's gonna come around.

We'll just keep her in prayer.

All right?

- Okay, Auntie.

- Okay, I'm just so -

- Motherfucker! (bodies scuffling)

- Hey, get down!

- What, oh!

- Stay down!

Stop moving!

Stay down!

(rain splashes)

(sad music)

(thunder crashes)

(sobs)

- You know, that doesn't make the pain go away.

- Who the hell asked you anything?

- You should know me by now.

I don't wait for anyone to ask my own opinion.

- Well do yourself a favor and go away.

- How about you do me a favor?

Put this knife down.

- Just leave me alone.

Leave.

- I'm here.

What's wrong?

- Everything.

- Like?

- Me and my mother don't get along.

My friends aren't even my friends.

Like, friends understand each other.

They listen.

They genuinely listen, they care.

- I'm a friend and I'm listening.

I care about you, okay?

You have to be stronger than what they think you are.

- They who?

- I'm just speaking in general.

I know anxiety and depression get the best in you.

But do me a favor,

before you go off the deep end,

call me, okay?

We can talk about it.

- Alright.

- Come here, give me a hug.

I need you around, okay?

Who else is gonna yell at me?

Talk about my clothes.

(laughs)

All right?

- All right.

- Come on.

(sensual music starts)

* Sometimes I feel like

* I totally lost control

(moans loudly)

* There's a whole lot of strings attached to me

* My eyes see, but my mouth don't speak

* Can't you see what you doing to me?

* Feel that strong hold that don't wanna go

(moans continue)

* I know that this ain't real

- (Narrator) It's human nature to lean on others,

to fill an eternal void.

That mistake can cost you everything.

(car door slams)

- Oh, I'm sorry.

I mean I tried.

I'm sorry, I did.

- You did.

You did good.

You did good.

- I'm good?

- Yes.

- Whew.

(bodies struggling)

(gasps for air)

* Broken promises

- Mind I join you?

- As long as you don't use any of those corny lines.

- You make me nervous, woman.

I'm trying to come at you the right way.

Why you so hard on men?

- Because you all think women are easy.

- Is that why your date never showed up?

- Hold up, he's not my date.

He's my ex.

And he's gonna stay that way.

Enough of the questions about me.

What's up with you, what's your story?

- How about we go someplace?

- Okay, cool.

(upbeat music)

- You should know I'm calling off the wedding.

- What about Sean?

- What about him?

- You know dude's crazy over you.

I don't think that's such a good idea.

- He doesn't want kids, but I do.

- I'm surprised nobody put a little bun

in that oven already.

- Shut up.

(laughs)

- I told you not to hire his ass.

He been playing you the whole time.

- I hired this man.

He been fucking my wife this whole time?

(tense music)

You knew about this, huh?

- Oh, you think I knew about this?

He out here fucking Candace.

You think I knew about this?

Bro, let me handle this, man.

Let me tighten this up for you, man.

Come on.

Bro, let me get this.

(birds chirping)

- It's really nice out here.

- Yeah.

(laughs)

- What's this on your necklace?

- It's my Grandma, she died October 19th, 2016.

- Oh man, sorry to hear that.

- Thanks.

- Were y'all close?

- Oh yeah.

When she left, my world went upside down.

You know?

I went through hard surgery,

and just learned how to deal with it on a daily basis.

- Yeah.

- But back to your ex.

(hisses)

A man would be crazy to stand you up.

Especially how beautiful you are.

- Listen, commitment changes everything, for some people.

(laughs)

- You know, married men, they never leave home.

They just stray.

But they always go back to her.

- Okay, who said anything about him being married?

- I know that man that doesn't show for a date,

that's the one who isn't supposed to be on one

to begin with, just being nothing.

- (laughs) Whatever.

Don't be looking at me like that.

Don't be trying to be romantic and stuff. (laughs)

- What you see is what you get with me, baby. (laughs)

- So, not every woman gets the golden treatment, huh?

- Nah.

What you see is what you get, unlike your ex.

Now I don't discriminate,

but I'm very selective about who I pour my heart out to.

- Okay.

I got you.

- Man, before I took this gig, I didn't know what I wanted.

All I can think about is find a woman of my own,

somebody I can come home to every night.

Cook for and spoil, mentally, physically.

I mean, mentally and physically.

- I know what you mean.

But hold up, cook for?

I didn't know you cooked.

- Oh yeah,

'cause I have to show you how I throw down in the kitchen.

(laughs)

But just so you know,

I was the one that made that food for the book event.

- Wait a minute.

I thought that fool was catered.

Angel told me that she got a special deal on them trays.

- Yeah, she got a deal, all right.

She threw me a little something through, for it.

I guess she didn't feel like damn bother with the task.

- Typical, damn Angel.

That girl, I don't know about her.

She is something else, like, I swear.

Damn Angel

- She can be shady to me though.

But that kind always is.

- Yeah.

- And the way she's creeping with Candace's man

shows the level of standards she has.

- Excuse me?

Wait, what are you talking about?

Sean would never do that to Candace.

- If you say so.

A brother knows when there's a little something, something

going on between two adults.

And the way she acts around him,

if she isn't sleeping with him, she sure as hell trying to.

But for what it's worth, I joke and play around a lot.

But you really beautiful.

You deserve to be treated like a queen,

not secondhand trash.

- (laughs) Thank you, I guess.

- Trust me,

I can make you feel things you never felt before.

- Ooh! (laughs)

Hold up now.

You are something else, Derek.

(gentle music)

- Why not adopt?

- That's what I said.

He doesn't wanna adopt.

He wants to take care of his own kids.

He doesn't want to bother nobody else's.

- Man, it's messed up.

- So what about you?

- Nah,

all my hopes of fatherhood went down the toilet.

I don't think I have a choice anymore.

I can't move on like that.

- Is that why you don't talk about your ex anymore?

- Pretty much, I mean.

I kind of feel like it was my fault.

- I thought she committed suicide?

- That's what all covered up crimes are said to be.

- I don't understand.

- I knew her too well.

There's no way she would've killed herself.

- This why you ain't been answering your phone?

You out here acting like a ho?

- What the hell is wrong with you!

- Stay away from my wife.

- Hey, don't make a scene, big fella.

- Babe, this man's not who you think he is.

- Stop acting jealous, Sean.

- Look all these kids around here.

- Get your hands off me.

- You don't want them to witness a murder, do you? (laughs)

- It's gonna be all right, Candace

- Want that on your conscience?

You got one of them?

- Sean, go home!

Just go home.

- Hey, we ain't going nowhere.

He playing you.

- It's okay, Candace, chill out.

Play the tape.

- Oh, you wanna hear the tape, bro?

Don't move, big fella.

Don't move, big fella.

Yeah.

- Hey, listen to that, Huh?

(tape plays)

- I asked you to help me 'cause I wanted that bitch gone.

- You have 24 hours to put 50 K in my account.

- Huh, sure do sound like you, don't it?

- Yeah, told you.

- Is this true?

Where is she?

- We don't know.

- Drop this off and then disappear.

Hey, I got it though.

I'll find it.

- Him and Angel been skimming against you all along.

- You're lying.

Don't ever come near me again.

(groans loudly)

- Be lucky you got that.

Next time I'm brought you into jail myself.

Mike told to me save you.

- How the mighty fall, big boy.

24 hours, get the money.

Let's go.

(sensual music starts)

* Now I'm breaking all the rules

* Got me feeling so feel

* Baby, because of the crowds in the air

* I just sit back, relax, baby still

* Disguises don't go

* And you too far away from home

* Sometimes I really, really want to go

(door clicks)

- Hey, miss Glenda.

- Oh, I remember, them!

Still got them shorts.

(laughs)

- Oh God.

Oh, look.

Talking about what happened to Angel.

- What the hell?

- I didn't like that bitch.

But even I know that she loves herself too much

to take herself out.

- Right?

- Doesn't makes sense.

- Something is not adding up.

- It's not.

You sure you gonna be okay?

- Nobody's seen or heard from Angel all day.

Her sister's been blowing me up like crazy.

I don't know how to feel.

- Do you think he really would've took your life

after he gave you one worth of living for?

- I don't know.

I don't really care right now.

All I want think about is this vacation that we're going on.

I'm gonna go check in online.

- All right.

Well I just kept my stuff in the car.

- Okay.

(bags rustling)

(door clicks)

- What are you doing here?

What are you doing here?

What, what, ah!

(taser snapping)

(car engine revving)

- Sean, Sean!

- What you doing here, bro?

- Look, I know you don't believe me,

but your brother set all of this up.

Candace is in trouble

and if we don't make it to her right now,

Candace's blood's gonna be on your hands!

Come on brother, let's go.

(car door slams)

- Oh, shit!

(bodies struggling)

- Leave her alone.

- (laughs) Look who grew some balls, huh?

Look who grew some balls.

- Look at your girl.

Look at you -

- Put the goddamned gun down, man.

Put it down.

(bodies struggling)

- Okay!

- Don't make me shoot you, boy.

(grunts)

- Please wake up, come on.

(screams)

9 1 1, come on baby,

(screams)

Code blue, code blue, someone's been shot.

Come on baby, come on baby.

Please get up.

Come on.

(grunts)

(door slams)

- Hands!

(keys clatter)

- This is for my sister, bitch!

(gun fires)

(keys clatter)

(dramatic music)

- Put your gun down.

(guns smash)

- Let's go.

- Come on.

(bodies struggling)

(gun fires)

(body slams)

- Hey, hey.

He's gone, it's okay.

It's okay.

Come here.

(soft music begins)

- (Narrator) Like I said in the beginning, I had plans

and even though I lost myself in the midst of those plans,

I was thankful that along my journey I found my way.

- Alright chef, what's got you so bubbly this morning?

- Nothing, besides the fact

that I'm the luckiest man in the world.

(lips smacking)

- You mean daddy?

- Daddy?

- That's right.

Don't forget about our bun in here,

baking in this oven.

- Child, doctors don't know anything.

Never underestimate the will of God.

- Thanks babe.

- Let me get you a fork.

- What's good, family?

- Hey!

- Boy don't talk to me.

I thought that was supposed to be you and me

walking down the aisle.

- (laughs) Well you thought wrong.

I mean, come on now.

Now you know that there are plenty of fish

out there in the sea.

You had your fair share!

Now it's our turn. (laughs)

- (Auntie) What's happening.

- Nice.

Let's start eating.

- Well, babe over here made breakfast.

'Cause you know, a bitch married.

- Ah!

- What's up, brother? - Good to see you again, man.

- Good to see you more.

Hey you make sure you have her here at a decent time.

- Relax dude, you're not a bodyguard anymore.

(laughs)

- And just where do you think you going?

- Yeah, you didn't tell us you had a new man.

- Listen.

Stay out of old folks' business, please.

(upbeat music)

* I got my eyes on the prize and I won't look away

* Got no distractions to say

* Looking up at clear skies I think I'm going to stay

* Nothing ever felt this right

* Watch out, I'm coming up

* Watch out, I'm coming up

* But you're not flash, show this

* You know I'm getting closer

* Watch out, I'm coming up

(music drowns out words)

- What's going on, man.

Me and something,

Coming to a film city near you.

We working.

We got some magic behind the camera.

(murmurs indistinctly)

Shout out to everybody.

We making a real movie.

We gonna make it happen.

We gonna be rich,

and have a good day.

* Watch out

(music drowns out words)

* Watch out, I'm coming up

* Brushing off my shoulders

* You know I'm getting closer

* Watch out, I'm coming up

(murmurs)

- She did that like she on a whole

Victoria Secret commercial. (laughs)

- We always like, so we in the Caribbean?

(laughs)

- Scene 26, take two.

- Action!

(music drowns out conversation)

(music fades out) - Action!

- What about me?

Hold up. What about me?

- The same me who's standing behind me shaking like a leaf?

Man, you're little scary ass can't protect yourself,

let alone my wife.

- Okay, in all honesty.

Derrick is actually a good guy.

He, he's good with handy stuff.

(all laugh)

(hands slap)

- Let's go!

(car drives off)

(gun clicks)

(all laugh)

- Oh, man!

- He didn't even move!

- Action.

- Sorry.

- That's okay, I got it right here, you go.

- Oh my god, Candace!

- (laughs) sorry.

- Oh, back up!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, you dropped the gun!

(laughs)

- Damn, you see that?

- Oh my god, Candace!

- I'm sorry!

(laughs)

- (Camera person) Blooper!

- Action!

- You I ain't going to play with, (laughs)

- (laughs) Stop it!

Do it bro, it's good!

- Do it, do it! - Just don't do it right here.

- How you gonna do me like that?

- Hold up. - That's why he said -

- This thing - - Do I still say -

- Stop making all those accusations.

If I were you,

I would stop trying to be to, to live in a child -

- You can come give me some bullshit sob story

and that's just gonna be it.

You get to have a change of heart?

You don't get to have a change of heart.

Hello?

- Listen, I'm getting married to Candace.

Fuck, shit.

- So right now, ain't that the truth?

(wine slurps)

(all laugh)

- Why would you laugh?

- Fuck that!

- Present.

(door clicks)

- We got a call about a domestic dispute?

- Nah, you got the wrong house.

- No, I'm pretty sure I got the right house.

Mind if I come - (laughs)

- Redo!