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Brandy, hey, girl.

Hey, girl, where you at?

- Yeah, hey, we're still about
eight hours outside Houston.

Are y'all
driving straight through?

- Yeah, we're going to
stop, maybe grab a bite,

clean up a bit and then,
you know, we'll see my dad,

we'll spend a night or two there,

and then we'll be in LA
by the end of the week.

Just in time for that CSI audition.

Babe, can you put that out?

- Goddamn.

You guys find a place yet?

- Koreatown, Sandra got
us a cute little studio.

- Oh.
- I know.

But, you know, we're still
on a really tight budget.

I have a couple thousand
saved from my student loans,

and what Kevin saved up this past year

while I was finishing school.

You're happy?

- Yeah, we are.

And Kevin?

- He's helping me with my lines.

He's the best boyfriend ever.

- Exciting.
- Okay, yeah.

We're really excited to see you too.

- Okay, bye, chica.
- Bye, girl.

- You're killing me.

What do you think about the script?

- Honestly?

- Is that bad?

- It's wonderful.

- I thought so too.

- Kevin.

What's this?

- A box made for rings.

- Oh, my.

- I wanted to ask your dad
first, but I couldn't wait.

I can't wait to spend the
rest of my life with you.

- All right, go tell them.

I'll get the luggage.

- Daddy?

Dad.

It's Mo and Kevin.

His car's still in the garage.

- Call Billie.

- Aunt Billie?

Where's Daddy?

I should have been here with you.

- I'm sorry.

I was planning on telling
you when you got here.

And I was coping just
fine till last night.

- Billie should have called me.

- This isn't her fault.

This was my decision, and mine alone.

- Well, I could have, you know,
been here with you helping.

- What could you have done?

- I would have made you do the chemo.

- Sweetheart, I taught you
never to give up on your dreams

because you feel obligated to a man.

And that includes me.

- We should have at least discussed it.

- There's nothing they could do.

- Dad.

- Hey, what's this?

Kevin, come here.

- I'm really sorry, sir.

I wanted to wait to ask you first.

- Enough of that sir stuff.

From now on.

Oh, my God, Dad!

Dad.

Nurse?

Nurse?

- Come on.

Whoo!

- Dad?

- I'm okay, honey.

Sit down, I'm okay.

Her mama really liked you, son.

Congratulations.

- Thank you.

- We can't leave.

- I know.

- How long do you think
they'll hold our apartment?

- I mean, they have our deposit,
so you know, maybe a month.

- What about your fellowship?

- It's unpaid anyway.

- You should go.

That's the perfect opportunity.

- I'm not leaving.

- But you saved up all last year

so you could take that opportunity.

- With you.

That's our money.

It's for our future.

- I love you.

- I love you, babe.

- Miss Moore?

- Yes?

- Hi, I'm Dr. Jones, your
father's attending physician.

I missed you the other day.

Dr. Cook, the hospital administrator,

needs to see you right away.

- Is there a problem?

- Well, Monica, your father's benefits

have run out for his hospital coverage.

It would only cover hospice care.

- I don't understand.

- This is an itemised sheet,
showing that he's exhausted

his acute care coverage in the hospital.

But we have an excellent
hospice programme here.

Of course, it could be costly for patients

who don't have outside coverage

or assistance, you understand.

- How much are we talking?

- Well, it's a considerable amount.

You know, it depends on factors
like how long he'll be here,

which could be several months.

There's also home hospice care.

We could have someone take
care of him at the house.

- No.

- Monica?

- No.

No, if my dad is dying this way,

we are getting him the very
best care until the end.

Until the end, Kevin.

I have some money saved.

- We have some money saved.

- Okay.

We have to come up with,

$15,000, which has to be paid at once.

And then, of course, there's
next month's billing.

- $15,000?

- It's all right there, Monica.

And I wish I could pay half of it.

Not a fun part of my job.

But the facts are the facts,
so we have to figure it out.

- Okay, not a problem.

We'll have the check
for you in the morning.

Let's go.

You said...

- It's our money, I know.

- $15,000, that's half of our savings.

- It's okay.

- I'm selling my car.

I'm paying you back, I promise.

- Well, who's that handsome fella?

Is that my Kevin?

- Hey, Billie.

- Hi how you holding up?

- It that your famous tuna casserole?

- You know it.

- Well, then I'd say things
just got considerably better.

Let me bring you to Monica.

- Okay.

- I'm going to go check on Dad.

The tuna casserole was terrific.

- Thanks, darling.

- Be there in a bit.

This is gonna take everything
we have, and then some.

We need to get him the
best treatment there is.

I don't care what I have to do.

- Don't you think I love my brother enough

to make that happen?

You were in junior high
when your mother got sick.

I was the one there, helping your dad

make all the hard decisions.

In his first bout with
cancer, I was the one

that was cleaning bedpans
and helping raise you.

So don't come around here
spending money you know

you don't have, like you're
the only one that gives a damn.

Look, sweetie.

You've got Kevin to think of too.

I mean, he has put his entire life on hold

to stay in Tallahassee so
that you can finish school.

And he is doing it again.

For you and your father.

That is a good man.

As hard as you're
fighting for your father,

you need to protect your relationship too.

- Monica Moore?

- Tasha?

Yes.

- Hi.
- Hey.

- You look amazing.

I hardly recognise you.

I mean, I'd ask how you are,

but obviously you're doing well.

- I am.

Okay, so tell me, what is new with HSPDA's

favourite Ophelia, huh?

You still at FSU?

- I was, I just graduated.

- Big part lined up?

- Oh, this, my fiance, Kevin,
he, it's one of his scripts.

He's a screenwriter.

- Cool, the dynamic duo or something?

Okay, so why y'all in Houston?

- Monica, stop talking.

Get back to work.

- You work here?

- Mani or pedi?

- This ain't right.

Come on, tell me, girl, what's going on?

- Dad's sick.

Kevin and I actually thought
we were on our way to LA

and just passing through.

- Oh, my, he's been sick
since high school, huh?

I'm so sorry.

- Thanks, I mean, you know,
it's a rough time for sure.

There aren't many gigs in Houston

for a highly educated actress.

I mean, Aunt Billie got me this job here,

but it barely scratches the
surface of Daddy's bills.

- You ever thought about dancing?

I've been working over at Hidden
Treasures for a while now.

I could talk to my boss for you.

- I don't know that Kevin
would ever let me strip.

- Why not, y'all can make quick money,

take care of you and
your dad's medical bills.

- I don't know.

It sounds kind of dirty,
showing my vajayjay

to a bunch of perverts, no offence.

- Your vajayjay.

It's a topless bar only, okay?

The clientele, they're not some hood rats.

They're businessmen, they're executives.

Contractors.

Seriously, it pays the bills.

Takes care of my rent, my tuition.

Fills my refrigerator.

Doesn't even include the perks.

Whatever, it's not for everyone.

Think about it.

Okay?

Okay.

- Thank you.

- See you, girl!

- Girl, see what hard work does?

Pays off well.

Hard work, good tips.

- What am I thinking?

- Monica.

- Shit.

- Monica Moore.

- Hey, girl.

- Hey!

Hi, what's going on?

Change your mind?

- No, I stopped by to return the tip.

It was too much.

- Come on, it's not pity money.

Just helping a girlfriend out.

Seriously, want to come in?

- I got a bus to catch.

- Really?

Come on, I'll give you a
ride home, check it out.

- Okay.
- Okay.

I usually work nights, but I
just have to pick something up.

You want a drink?

Okay, give me just a minute.

Two for one drinks
till Friday night now.

Up on the main stage.

- Only a thousand this time?

Just kidding, sweetie.

Don't forget now, I'm only
working nights next week.

- Okay, you ready to go?

What's wrong?

- I hate the smell of nail polish.

Is it hard, dancing for those strange men?

- Maybe the first time.

But that's it, I mean,
after that it's, you know.

What is wrong with you?

- My daddy's latest bill just
came in the mail yesterday.

You really make all that
money by dancing on stage?

- Sort of.

- Brandy booked that CSI pilot.

I know I would have gotten that gig.

- You would have.

- Sandra said Brandy screwed
the casting director.

I mean, at least if you're gonna have sex,

you might as well get
something out of it, right?

- Where is this coming from?

- God, I just miss performing.

I mean, at least you can still write,

even in the midst of all this.

- Why are you being like this?

- I'm just thinking about Daddy's bills.

- Well, when I sell my script,

we're going to have all
the money we ever needed.

- But we need money now.

I think I could make money dancing.

- With a dance company?

- No.

Tasha showed me around the
club that she works at.

You know, I mean, at
first it seemed strange.

I was like, can this be legal?

But, after a few minutes,

I mean, it all seemed pretty normal.

- You went to a strip club?

- I saw a guy just give a chick $300.

And Tasha said on the night shift

that you can make up to
$700 or more a night.

I mean, I figure if I danced every day,

I could make back our 30
grand in less than two months,

and pay Daddy's bills, and then maybe even

swing a few flights out
to LA for auditions.

Or for you to take meetings.

Just until things get settled with Daddy.

And then we'll move out,
you know, as planned.

- What the fuck is this?

Lights are off.

- Kevin.

- Yeah?

I've been thinking about the club.

I mean, it's not that much
different than acting.

It's just playing a role.

I went topless in two of
your student films, remember?

Besides, it's quick money.

- I know this guy at work.

He sells weed on the side.

- Quick legal money.

I'm about to lose my Dad.

What would I do if you got
shot or landed in jail?

- It's not gonna happen.

It's just weed.

- No, dancing is the only
way to make money fast.

And you know it.

This isn't just about
Daddy, this is about us.

If we get stuck here, we'll never leave.

- We can try it for a week.

I promised your dad I
wouldn't let you give up

on your dreams and while I'm
making progress, you're saving.

And besides, I always wanted
sexy lap dance from my baby.

- Okay.

- There's got to be some rules now.

- Okay.

- There's no dancing at
that club if I'm not there.

- What if you're at work?

- We'll figure it out.

- I'll be there to walk
you to and from the car,

otherwise it's just not safe.

- Okay.

And as soon as I've made
enough money, we're out.

- Number two, there's no
drinking at that club, all right?

Stay sharp, it's just work.

Number three, no outside parties, VIP.

Ew, you think I want some creep

to finger-bang me?

- No, just stage and lap dances only.

Number four: we don't see anybody

from the club outside the club.

And number five: no drugs.

- You are the one that smokes weed.

- I do smoke weed.

And lastly, no turning me down
when I want some good loving.

- Okay.

- And that last rule starts right now.

- Thank you for being so open-minded

and wanting to try this.

And I promise you'll get
plenty of good love-making.

I better get that.

- You want to get that?

- No, no I'm good, we're good, sorry.

- Still no answer?
- No.

- So, what, if he doesn't show

you're just not going to dance?

- I promised him I wouldn't.

- Good luck with that.

- What does that mean?

- Girl, having your man sit
in the club while you dancing?

That's gonna throw you off your game.

Going to put you on Matt E's bad list.

Cost you a high roller.

- High roller?

- We got a regular client, well off.

You know, they're a high score.

- You see my girl out
there on stage, Lexus?

She is a top moneymaker.

She got Chicago, girl.

The finest man in the city.

- Baby Girl, you're up in 10.

And you'd better tip
out when you dance here.

- What's her problem?

- She just mad because she
can't work that pole no more.

So, you going on?

- I apologise.

You know, I need 30 seconds.

- Go ahead.

- Uh, hey, babe.

- Babe, where are you?

- The meeting just started.

- Did you get the job?

- I don't know.

He's just looking at the storyboards.

- Well, I'm on in 10 minutes.

What do you want me to do?

Kevin, we've been working up
for this the past two weeks.

If I chicken out, they'll fire me.

- You know, just do it.

I'll get there when I can.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah.

- Okay I got to go.

- Monica?
- What?

- I love you.
- Okay, bye.

- Monica?

Monica Moore?

- No.

Sherry, my name is Sherry.

- Oh.

How long you been dancing here, Sherry?

- Since tonight.

- That's crazy, you look
exactly like this girl

I went to junior high with.

I had a huge crush on her.

I want five songs.

- They're 20 each, that's like $100.

- I know how much they are.

- What?

Wait, you can't do that.
- What the fuck are you doing?

- What's going on?

- I want my money back.

What are you doing?

- He had his hands all over me.

Can he do that?

- Can I just steal her
away for a second, boo-boo?

- Yeah, yeah, right on.

- What are you doing?

- He had his hands all over me.

- Okay well, Matt E let's them
touch anything but the na-na.

So when you're on the floor, that fine.

In the VIP.

- I don't remember you telling me that.

- Well, I did tell you that.

- Okay, dancing on the main stage is okay,

but walking the floor is
hustling for lap dances?

- Monica, calm down, okay?

- I can't do it.

- Okay, well, you're
gonna to have to, okay?

First time, it's the hardest.

After that it's fine.

I told you, okay, drink this.

- What is it?

It something to make you relax.

Drink it, I promise.

Close your eyes.

I don't know look and think

that he's like Brad Pitt or something.

- I'll pretend he's Kevin.

- How much money did you make tonight?

- About $700.

What's wrong?

- Nothing.

- Just going to here on the lip.

- Babe.

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

No, no kissing.

I got all that stuff from the club on me.

Men and smoke, I got to shower.

Besides, I'm sore from all
that walking and grinding.

- Yeah, sure.

- Can't we just do it in the morning?

- Make sure you wash up real good.

I don't know where that money's been.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- Nothing.

- Look, I'm in control.

If you want me to quit, I'll quit.

- Let me ask you a question.

Humour me with this.

How is it that y'all over here
just drinking my fine liquor

and just having a big
time, but ain't one of you

out on the floor making a dime?

How is that possible?

- Matt, don't I always tip out?

- Yes, ma'am.

Yes, you do.

That is a good answer.

That is a good answer.

But like y'all, I have
a J-O-B too, don't I?

Just like you, to stay on top of you

to make sure you're doing yours.

- Oh, you know I always tip out.

I am the club.

You know that.

Say it, say it.

- All right.

All right, Lexus.

You are the club.

But the B-F-L is the
eagle shits every night.

Me, that means you're tipping out to me.

Ain't no joking about that.

That's just how it is.

Tip your waitresses.

They're working hard for you guys.

- What up, Matt E.?

- Chicago, my man good to see you.

- Roscoe, Roscoe!

Good to see you.

- Chicago, how are you, sir?

Listen, I got the VIP room
perfectly set up for you.

- Of course, of course.

- All right?

- You got your friends with you.

- Yup, hi, ladies.

Hey.

- There goes my luxury ride.

- I got the VIP all set up for you now.

- Thanks, baby.

- What's up?

So, when are you going to let me

taste some of that sweet stuff?

- Never.

- Oh, it's like that?

What?

I got diabetes anyway.

That's why you only get a $50.

Here.

- Mmm, Jade Lee, my favourite jewel.

What's up, baby?
- Hi.

- Mm-hmm say hey.

- How are you?
- Better now.

- Look at you.
- Yeah.

- That's what I'm talking about.

- You ready?
- Yeah absolutely.

- Watch yourself around those guys.

Tasha to the main stage.

- Who's the newbie?

- That's Monica.

She goes by Baby Girl.

- Yeah, she's sexy as hell, too.

Get her up here I want to meet her.

- She don't work the VIP.

- Someone in VIP wants to meet you.

He's a movie director.

Told him you wanted to be an actress.

- Seriously?

Babe, you can show him your screenplays.

- Oh, no, just you.

- Oh.

- I'll keep him company.

- Okay.

- It's okay.

- I know we said no VIP.

- This could be your big break.

Whatever gets us out of here faster.

- You sure?

- Nope.

- Mwah.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Hi.

- Meet Monica.

You need anything, boss man?

- Yeah, tell Lexus to bring
me a bottle of Dom Perignon.

- You heard the man.

Sugar, Sugar to the main stage.

And after that, Baby Girl.

- Sorry about that, she's crazy.

- Jade Lee told me that
you're in the movie business?

- You could say I dabble a little bit.

- I'm an actress.

- Really?

How come you're not in Hollywood?

- I was actually driving to Los Angeles,

until we discovered that
my dad's cancer relapsed.

- Man.

- Trying to make money to care for him.

- Sorry to hear that.

- You should let me
help you out with that.

That's $1,000.

- Thank you.

- Chicago.

- You're Chicago?

You're a director?

- Not unless you're talking about a couple

of horror movies, boo-boo.

- Give me a minute.

- Wait, I just gave you $1,000.

Come on, gentlemen,
tip your waitresses.

- Chicago is trying to give
me $1,000 to dance for him.

Isn't he with Lexus?

- No, everybody's dancing with Chicago.

Come on, nobody's been offered
that much money, though.

Take it.

- Are you sure?

I mean, I can't be making any enemies.

- No, get the money, take it, go.

Tasha to the main stage.

- So, Monica tells me you're a writer.

- I am.

- So, where were we?

- Uh, you want that dance?

- So this is your first time in VIP, huh?

Anything goes up here.

Even sex.

- Well, you'll have to get
Lexus if that's what you want.

- Oh, really?

You think that's what I want?

- $1,000 is a lot of
money just for a dance.

- I don't want a dance, sweetheart.

I just want to talk.

- Talk?

- I think we got off on the wrong foot.

Let me reintroduce myself to you.

Hi, my name is Jorge.

My friends like to call me Chicago.

- Monica.

My friends call me Mo.

- Pleasure.

- You've been drinking.

I'm pretty sure you just
broke rule number one.

- You broke a lot of rules tonight.

I think we need to
re-establish some guidelines.

- So how'd you like your first
night stripping in the VIP?

- I didn't actually strip, I just talked.

Something you and I aren't
doing a lot of lately.

- That's all I'm doing now, just talking.

You like what you do?

You look like you were eating
up all the attention up there.

- It's just acting to me.

- So those guys touching
your breasts and your ass,

that's just method acting, huh?

- I look like I enjoy it.

The client is happy.

They buy more dances,
and we make more money.

- Tonight that's all the
client wanted, was talking.

- Yeah, that's all.

- So, who's your new BFF?

- Chicago.

Well, Jorge, actually.

He wasn't a director, but I
think he owns a record label.

He gave me $3,000 to help us out.

- Just for talking?

Sounds like bullshit.

- Bullshit?

I'm just trying to make
money for my dad and us.

- Don't let the money change you.

- How much longer you here for?

- Uh, we're not sure.

We're waiting to find out what
happens with Monica's dad,

and then we're going to head out to LA.

- How about you two?

Boyfriends?

- No.

- Ahem, so, um, what do you write?

- I picked up some freelance copywriting.

And I'm currently working on a feature,

tentatively titled A Man's
Guide to Understanding Women.

- That sounds intriguing.

- I told him it's going to
take more than one movie

to understand women.

- You need at least two sequels.

- Thanks for inviting us over.

- You guys ever roll before?

- Roll what?

- You're so sweet and innocent.

Uh, never taken X before?

- I don't really do any drugs.

- Um, I mean, I've heard of it.

- It's harmless, actually.

Just takes your sense of touch
to a whole another level.

- Mm-hmm.

- Feels like magic.

You have to try it.

It's so cool.

Oh, but I get it if you're scared.

- I'm not scared.

You want to try it?

- If you want to.

- Okay.

- Let's do it.

- Okay, Lexus, truth or dare?

- Dare.

- I dare you to kiss Monica on the lips.

- Which set of lips?

- The mouth, you nasty whore.

- See, that wasn't all so bad, right?

Okay, Jade Lee.

Truth or dare?

- Dare.

- I dare you to give
Kevin a VIP lap dance.

- Okay.

How do you feel?

- Don't worry, girl, it's just a game.

- It's just a game.

Two for one
dances on Thursday night.

Two for one dances on Thursday night.

Come back to Hidden Treasures,

where you get two for one
dances on Thursday night.

Hope to see you then.

Don't forget to tip your waitresses.

Tip them.

- So, listen, listen.

When you get off work,

I want you to come over
to my house tonight.

- You know I don't do that.

- What?

Relax it's not even like that.

I'm having a little
get-together at my place,

and I want all of my friends there.

Just as a party.

- Okay.

Sure.

But I get your hat.

- It looks nice on you.

- Handsome cash.

- You're just taking all of my money.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Where are you going, baby?

- Just going to the VIP, man.

- No, no, no, this is for VIP, not BAP.

That stands for Broke-Ass People.

You want to go upstairs,
you got to have a bottle.

- Okay, how much is a bottle?

- $500.

- Roscoe, I don't have
500 fuckin' bucks, man.

- I know that's why it's for VIP, not BAP.

- Roscoe, that's my fucking fiancee, okay?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I know, I know.

Hey, easy.

- Kev, you got to go.

I ain't saying you got to go
home, but you should go home.

- For what, what do I have to go home for?

- Causing problems in my club.

- I'm not causing any
problems in your club, man.

- Look, I like you, and I
tell a lot of people that,

but I really like you, and
we talked about this before,

but dancers that bring their
boyfriends into the club,

it just doesn't mix.

It's bad for business.

What's that I always say, Trudy?

- It's fun visiting Disney Land,

but it sure ain't fun working there.

- Your mouth to God's ears.

Now, look, Kevin, in all my years

in this business, I've seen everything.

Hell, Roscoe and I
we've done half of them.

But there's one thing, one
thing that never changes.

And that is, it's the money
that brings the girls in,

but it's the attention that
keeps them coming back.

Now your little baby
doll, your sweet Monica,

she's upstairs right now,

and she's had a taste of this life.

And she ain't coming back.

- That's cute, but you're wrong.

She's not like that, sorry.

- Well, either you're leaving or she is.

It's your choice.

Last call for alcohol.

Last call.

- And she didn't even have my money.

Where's Chicago, girl?

Oh, over there.

- Looking good, ladies.

- Hi Good to see you.
- Don't hurt nobody.

- He's been waiting for you.

- Hey, beautiful.
- Hey.

- Glad you could make it.

- Of course.

Your place is fabulous.

- Ha-ha thank you, thank you.

Come on, come and meet some
of my friends, let's go.

- What's up?

- Oh, man I'm good, I'm good.

- Good to see you, brother.

Meet a good friend of mine.

Monica, meet Wesley Jonathan.

- Wesley Jonathan, Monica Moore.

- Nice to meet you.

- I own all of your movies.

- Oh, thank you.

Yeah, Chicago says, uh,
great things about you.

- He does?
- Mm-hmm.

- And you know the mayor, right?

Mayor Williamson, meet Monica.

- The pleasure's all mine.

- Thank you.
- A friend of mine.

- I am so jealous.

Give me a little bit.

A little bit.

- And Scipio.

Rap star.

- Nice to meet you.

- And you know Pauly.

A good friend of mine Keith Robinson.

- Keith.
- How are you?

- I'm good, how are you?

- I'm great, pleasure to meet you.

- Pleasure to meet you as well.

I love your music.

- Oh, well, thank you so much.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Good to finally meet you.

- Give me one second.
- Okay.

- Hey, girl, you look good.

- So do you.

- Excuse me one second.

- Okay.

- Uh, ladies and gentlemen,
can I have your attention,

please, just for one second.

I have a special request from the host,

the master of ceremony.

He wanted to do a special
song for the lady in his life.

It goes a little something like this.

- Wow.

- Thank you, thank you, thank you.

- Salud, salud.

Y'all party tonight, man.

All right?

Let's go, let's go, let's go.

- Where the hell you been?

It's 6:00 in the fucking morning.

- Me and the girls got a bite to eat.

Must have lost track of time.

- I was worried.

- Sorry, babe.

- Next time, call.

- Almost made enough money
to cover Dad's next bill.

- Whatever.

- Good night.

- Hello?
- Hey, beautiful.

- Chicago?

- You still got those dreams
of being a Hollywood actress?

- How'd you get this number?

- Come on you know I know
everybody in the city.

A good friend of mine,
a big movie producer,

is throwing a wrap party
for his latest film.

He invited me out, I
want you to come with me.

- Um, where, here?

- No, it's in Los Angeles.

- I can't, I'm at the
hospital with my dad.

- You sure?

I mean, we could take the
red-eye out right after.

- I can't.

- I mean, I was gonna
compensate you for your time,

but I'll just check you
when I get back in town.

- No, wait, I'll go.

- Okay, cool meet me at
the club in two hours.

All right, bye.

- I see how you look at her.

I know something's going on.

Are you fucking her?

- I'm watching the game.

- What about me, my music?

Answer me.

Lexus, you don't ask me questions.

You answer them.

Am I fucking clear?

- Okay, yeah.

- Good.

- There's my Baby Girl.

- I didn't wake you, did I?

People wonder why we don't
have photos of us together.

- Where are you going, sweetheart?

- Work.

And you need to rest.

- Oh I slept enough today.

You remember that time I
was visiting you at FSU,

and I caught you in
that car with some boy?

- Randy?

- Randy.

- Dad, he's just a friend.

I've told you that a million times.

I just needed a ride across campus.

I know I shouldn't take a
ride if I can walk myself.

Because if you do.

- You'll owe him a favour.

And you never want to owe anybody

for something you can do yourself.

- Take this.

- 100 bucks?

What about my field trip money?

- Look, just get something to
eat for you and your brothers,

and pay the rent up at the motel.

I'll take care of it tomorrow, okay, Auri?

- Okay, Mom.

- Hey, Mr. Roscoe will get you a cab.

I love you.

- I love you too, Mom.

- Yeah?

What time are you coming?

Okay, I'll meet you in the
parking lot like I did before.

Okay, bye.

- Mmm-mmm-mmm I think
you need to slow it down.

- What?

- You and Chicago are getting closer.

And maybe that's not my business,

but you have a good thing with Kevin.

It's rare, special.

- You're right.

It's not your business.

- Just don't get sucked
up in the bullshit.

- Chicago's just trying to
help me with my acting career.

He's never asked me for sex.

I've never even given him a lap dance.

- Yeah, so far.

- So far?

Sugar, I ain't you, okay?

I'm not going to be living in
a motel with my three kids.

I got a plan.

I know what I'm doing.

- Hmm.

- Did you read my script?

- I think it's time to
take a break from writing,

and focus on us making the money
we need to get out of here.

Can't do it all myself.

- What, are you kidding,
what do you think I'm doing?

I'm busting my ass at
Kinkos for minimum wage.

I'm whoring myself, begging
to sell copy for spark plugs.

And let's not forget about the year

I fucked my life away
in Tallahassee for you.

- I'll get you the rest as soon as I can,

that way you can stop holding

all your little sacrifices over my head.

- What'd you have to do
for this kind of money?

- I sucked a big, black dick.

- Watch your fucking mouth, Monica.

Watch your fucking mouth, Monica.

- I didn't do anything, Kevin.

- I called you all night last night.

Why didn't you pick up?

- My battery died.

It's tired, just like I am.

- Tired?

- Yeah, tired, okay?

I'm sick of all your
put-downs and your neediness.

Your jabs, I'm sick of it.

- Your dad's bills are almost paid up.

When's enough money enough?

- Our goal is 30.

Is that okay?

- Is that our goal?

Our goal?

- When was the last time
you talked to Kevin?

- Not since that night.

- You haven't fucked him again?

- I'm not trying to
move in on Monica's man.

Plus, I didn't think
you'd want me to anyway.

- She wouldn't even notice.

That dirty bitch is too
busy jocking Chicago.

I mean, what did Kevin say?

- He doesn't trust her.

He said he goes through her
purse every now and then.

Besides, you and Chicago have
that off-and-on relationship.

She's just a new piece of ass,

and once he gets tired of looking at it,

he's going to be right back to you anyway.

So, what do you care?

- I just do.

- What about us?

I mean, you said we were gonna
start a family once the move.

- We will.

Just let me get through this
thing with Chicago, okay?

- All right.

- Do you ever feel anything?

- I feel the beat of the music.

And I think about how many 20s I'm owed.

- Why?

- The look I see on Monica's face

when she's giving a guy a lap dance.

It's like she likes it.

She always tell me when
the guys are touching her

and kissing on her
breasts, grabbing her ass.

It's like she feels nothing.

It's like someone's touching her elbow.

I just want some truth.

Two for one drinks here,

Friday nights at Hidden Treasures.

- Now, does that feel like someone trying

to touch your elbow?

- So, what else do you do?

Besides producing music, what
are your other businesses?

- I work in sales and distribution.

I got to go out of town for
a couple of weeks on Sunday.

I would like to spend some time with you

before I leave, if that's okay?

- I don't know.

Kevin and I are going through some stuff.

- Can I be frank with you?

If you were my girl, I would
never share you with strangers.

- Kevin wouldn't either,
if we had a choice.

- Come on.

You don't really believe that, do you?

I mean, that's the difference
between a boy like Kevin

and a man like me.

I'll find a way to get
you out of that club.

- My dad says be careful of men

who give you something for nothing.

- I say what I mean,
and I mean what I say.

Always.

- Hey, babe.

Babe, I'm tired.

Babe.

Just get off.

- I'm trying.

- Wait, just back off.

- When was the last time you visited

your dad at the hospital?

- Why are you bringing him into this?

I'll give you some this weekend.

I promise.

I love you.

I love you, too?

- Fuck.

- So, what did you think?

- I liked it.

- You're not lying to me, now.

You know you can tell me the truth.

- You know strippers never tell the truth.

You ever think about that night?

- What night?

- The night we took the X.

- That's crossed my mind a few times.

- Well, it's crossed my
mind like nine or 10 times.

- Tell me something true
about you that no one knows.

- My name is Julie.

And one day, I want to have a kid.

And I'm going to name him Arthur,

just like my father that I love so much.

- Matt said my take was to be 50/50

in the VIP room last week.

- No, hell, no.

No, he wouldn't say that.

Nobody would say that to you.

- So now I'm a liar?

You're calling me a liar?

- There's no call for that, Momma.

- She's going to pay me what she owes me!

- Listen, you know what?

First off, it's not your money.

Secondly, he's not your man.

You are delusional.

- Oh, you calling me crazy?

- I don't know if the
shoe fits, then wear it.

So if you can't handle
what's going on in here,

I'm saying you're the one
who's leaving, not me.

- You're fired.

- What the hell is going on in here?

- Huh?

Look here, Pearl, I can hear
you all the way downstairs.

- Roscoe, she's fired!

- Who's fired?

- Momma, you ain't got to be like that.

- Are you on medication?

- You need to be quiet,
because you ain't no better

than nobody else, not tipping out.

I think all y'all bitches are stealing.

- Kelly, Pearl, I can't have
this confusion back here.

Now, Momma Pearl, look here.

You ain't got authority to fire nobody.

- Okay, and at least not her.

She been here so long she got tenure.

- Forget it, Roscoe.

You know what, I'm tired of this.

- You want your little $1,000?

You take your little $1,000.

I'm going to go out
there and strut my ass,

and make twice that amount.

- All right, look, that's
enough of this bullshit.

I want all y'all back on the floor.

Now!

- And you best mind your
business, Baby Girl.

Up next on the main stage.

- I don't like that girl,
thinking she's better than

everybody else, try to be me.

Yeah, she's trying to steal all our money.

All up in Chicago's face, man.

Mm-hmm I know.

I see everything that goes on around here.

- She's fucking up our chances
of getting out of here.

You want her out?

- Most definitely.

- I'm going to block her.

- What are you going to do?

- Don't even worry about that.

- Billie came by the hospital today.

- Oh, yeah?

Did you give her the money
for Daddy's new specialist?

- I did.

Oh, and, um, Brandy called.

We had a really nice talk.

- Yeah?

- She wanted to know if
those were Jimmy Choo's

or Louboutins that you wore to
the wrap party last weekend.

- Oh.

What did you tell her?

- What did I tell her?

That's what you're gonna ask
me, is what did I tell her?

When were you going to
tell me you went to LA

with one of your johns, or
were you ever gonna tell me?

Is that that fucking Chicago guy?

- Kevin, lower your voice.

- No, I'm not going to
lower my fucking voice.

- Kevin, lower your voice.

I refuse to have this conversation
in the middle of a diner.

- Jesus.

- You refuse a lot of things these days.

You already refused to read my script,

and you refused to have sex with me.

Why don't you go and have your boyfriend

pick you up tonight?

- Kevin, you know nothing happened.

Kevin, stop.

You know nothing happened.

I swear to you.

I did it for the money.

- Thank you for picking me up.

Yeah, girl, of course.

What's going on?

- Kevin found out Chicago took me to LA

and really blowing up my phone.

I mean, Kevin was so pissed.

He just left me here.

- Monica, don't do this to yourself.

- You know, I thought I was in control.

I wasn't.

I thought there would be no consequences

with all this money.

Sure was right.

- Well...
- Just got sucked in.

I haven't seen my dad in over a week.

I barely look him in the eye.

Why does it always end so fucked up?

- Here's a question.

You still love Kevin?

- I never stopped.

- Well, there you go.

Got your answer.

Girl, I need to find him.

We got to work this out.

- Well, hello, lovebirds.

- Lexus, it's not what it looks like.

- Relax.

You see, Jade Lee and I
have an open relationship.

Just like you and Monica.

You see, you got a certain thing

that I can't give Jade Lee.

Although I'm not sure what
Chicago could give Monica

that you can't, by the looks of things.

- He doesn't give her that.

- Whores only love money.

Everything else is just an act.

- Lexi.

- Hey.

Where have you been, I was worried.

- Welcome to my world, you fucking whore.

- Excuse me.

Kevin.

Why are you going through my things?

What are you doing?

- What the fuck is this?

- Those aren't mine.

Those aren't mine!
- What the fuck is this?

Stupid bitch.

All the surprises you got?

- That's not mine either.

Kevin, the only time I've ever done X

was that one time with you.

- Wait.

What are you doing?

- What does it look like I'm doing?

I can't believe I was
walking around guilty.

- Guilty?

For what?

- I fucked Jade Lee.

I fucked the shit out
of Jade Lee last night.

We both got jungle fever.

- I never cheated on you, you asshole.

- At least I can admit what I did.

If you're going to have sex,

you might as well get something out of it.

Ain't that right?

- You really don't know me at all, do you?

Kevin!

- The woman that I loved was a good girl.

She loved her family
and she loved herself.

You're just a cheap trick.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

What the fuck is wrong with you?

I'm gone.

- Good, leave.

I'll tell you right now,

Chicago's twice the man you'll ever be.

You're never going to do anything
with those shitty stories.

- It's probably for the best.

Acting, stripping.

You were always just an attention whore.

- Monica, you're late.

I was starting to think you quit.

What's wrong with you?

- Bitch, what the fuck?

- You're planting shit in my
purse and in Kevin's head?

- What the fuck are you
talking about, bitch?

- Get off me!

- Hello?

Yeah, we'll accept the charges.

It's Monica.

- Where are you?

All right.

- What happened?

- Fucking bitches, man.

Fighting in the club.

- Going to go get her?

- Hell, no.

Let her ass sit in there for a minute.

Let me tell you something, Black.

The minute you go running after a woman

is the minute you lose all your power.

- Oh, man, I know that.

- Everything I do, every move I make

is situated so I don't have to
jump when people want me to.

It's about outsmarting the
man or woman next to you.

Making them think they got a
choice when they really don't.

Checkmate.

- My feet always hurt
at the end of the day.

- Trudy, is Monica here?

- She went to jail for fighting.

- She went to jail for fighting?

- Yeah.
- Goddamn.

Thank you, Trudy.

- Good luck!
- Thank you, Trudy.

- I can't stand him,
he always orders water.

- Monica!

Monica!

- Thanks for getting me out.

- No problem.

- I'm sorry.

- So, what are you going to do?

- About what?

- Monica, I like you, I really do.

But I can't keep sitting
around while you chasing

some broke fool all around town.

I'm laying it on the line here.

But you got to make a choice.

It's either him or me.

- He's gone, he left.

- Listen.

I got to go to LA on business.

My birthday is in three days.

Come with me.

- Okay.

- How about a VIP lap dance?

- I'm ready.

- You sacrificed your life,
having a family of your own,

to be there for Monica and me.

Years you'll never get back.

Thank you.

- I'm okay.

- I'm so afraid.

- No, don't be afraid.

Don't be afraid.

You're not alone.

I'm right here.

- I'm so tired.

I'm so goddamn tired.

- You just need to rest.

Just rest.

Just close your eyes.

- I'm taking you shopping tomorrow.

- Okay.

I need to get a new phone.

- I want you to start looking
for us a place out here.

I'm going to be spending
a lot more time here.

And I hate staying in hotels.

- I need to stay close to my
dad for a little while longer.

Okay.

What side of town do you want to live on?

- Beverly Hills or Bel Air is fine.

And I'm going to start you out

on an allowance of $5,000 a month.

And we got tickets to the opera tonight.

- The opera?

Oh, you know what?

We should go to a Lakers game.

- I spent $6,000 on three
tickets to the opera.

Now I got to run out and
take care of some business,

but I'll be back at 7:00, please be ready.

- You're leaving?

Come on, we just got here.

- Look at me.

You don't ask any
questions, you answer them.

Be ready at 7:00.

- Hey, what are you doing here?

Is Lexus here?

- No, why?

- It's about Monica's dad.

I need to reach her.

- I can't help you, I'm sorry.

- Hey, this is serious.

- Do you see what she did to my face?

- Yes I get it, I'm sorry.

Things got so screwed up.

Julie, did I do something?

- I just thought you were here for me.

- Black?

Where is Chicago?

I've been here for hours waiting for him.

Whatever.

MB?

MB, MB.

My Bitches.

Vontela.

Lexus.

Oh, no.

No.

No, no, no, no.

Aunt Billie, how's Daddy?

- Baby girl, Monica.

- Chicago, I'm done, I'm going home.

I just found out my father died

while I was here wasting my time with you.

I know about the other girls.

I saw your pictures and videos.

Don't worry.

Now you have one less
bitch asking you questions.

I'm out of here.

- I'll be goddamned.

- I think we need to talk.

Oh, and the baby's not Kevin's.

- My time is money, so
if you want my time.

A manicure is $60.

- But the sign says...

- I don't give a damn what the sign says.

- Ow, Monica.

- What?

- Look, I just want to apologise.

- You did what you did, and it's over.

How'd you find me?

- I ran into Tasha.

Look, I just want you
to know it wasn't me.

- I don't know what you mean.

- It was Lexus who put the condoms

and the ecstasy in your purse.

I didn't even know anything about it.

- Where is she now?

- She's in Vegas.

Chicago promised her some lounge act.

But we all know how that goes.

I just thought you should know.

- None of it really matters anyways.

- It does matter.

You loved him once.

Girl, and I know that he still loves you.

Have you talked to him?

- No, not since that night.

- You know where he is?

- No, and why do you want to know?

Because I know where he's at.

Do you?

- You know what, you're done.

- Same old Monica.

And what about my other hand?

- You're done.

Jade Lee, whose baby is it?

The truth.

- Truth?

Don't you know strippers
never tell the truth?

Hey, were you telling the
truth when you told Kevin

that you never feel
anything during a lap dance?

Or how about that his writing is shitty?

Were you telling the
truth when you told him

that Chicago is twice the man he was?

The truth is, you still need him.

And I know he still needs you.

Here.

You should call him.

- Kevin, hey.

It's Monica.

It's been a long time.

I know you probably hate me,

but I realised I never
told you about your script.

The one you thought I never read.

Well, I did.

I've been thinking about it a lot lately.

And about you.

I guess when you're alone,
you get perspective, you know?

Well, I just wanted to say
I hope you're doing okay.

I'm back at the nail
salon, working part-time.

I booked a small role in an indie film.

Go figure, they're actually shooting

decent stuff here in Texas.

I'm still hoping to get out to LA,

but I'm just taking it a day at a time.

Well, I guess I'm rambling,
but no matter what happens,

I just want you to have a good life.

Be happy, I love you.

Okay, bye.

Mani or pedi?

- I know you got about three hours.

- Kevin.

- I missed you.

- But I thought you were in LA?

- I'm finally making a movie.

- You're in Houston?

- Just told the producers, tax incentives.

It's an interesting topography.

Raw, undiscovered talent.

- I'm so sorry about everything.

- We both made mistakes.

- Do you think we can
put it back together?

- We never really needed
it, except each other.

- Someone heard that I, sold my script.

- Oh, my God.

This is your script?

That is the best news.

The best.

That's great, I am so happy for you.

How could I forget?