Hidden Fixation (2026) Movie Script
(film whirring)
(air whooshing)
(tense music)
(heart beating)
(people chattering)
Man, let me find something to get into.
Man, it's fucking boring.
Hey. Hello.
Hey, man. So, listen.
You remember Ashley, right?
The one with the two
sisters, Raina and Chasity?
Hey, well, listen, I think
Chasity the one who like you.
I think I remember she
was fine as hell, right?
Well, listen, Ashley
just moved out here, bro.
You know, and Chelsea
down here for the weekend.
Oh yeah?
Yeah, well, you know, see,
ask Ashley if she can pull me down.
I can try, but you know Ashley
know you used to fool with Raina, nigga.
Come on now.
She ain't gonna let that slide, man.
Man, look, just bring
them up over here, bro,
so I can show them how I'm living.
All right, trick-ass nigga. (Laughs)
All right.
Hey, fuck you.
All right.
(door slams)
(Prince knocking)
Sis, it's Prince.
[Ashley] Hi.
[Prince] Hey. Raina, right?
Prince, don't fucking play with me.
Where the fuck is Tim at?
He ain't called. We ain't
had sex in three weeks.
[Prince] I'll tell him.
Girl, go on.
Come on in, Prince.
- What's going on?
- Hi. I missed you.
[Prince] Missed you too.
All right, give me five minutes.
I'm just trying to tie
up this damn bandana.
Uh, where's Chasity?
I thought she was going.
She's not here. She's
gonna meet us up there.
You know what, matter of
fact, send me the address.
I'ma send it to her
before it starts raining.
Okay, got you.
Why is Chasity going?
Look, look, Raina, it ain't gotta...
She got herself liking Tim?
- Raina.
- Raina.
Look, leave my man alone.
Tim is grown.
- Whatever.
- He ain't responsible
for him.
Catch Tim on your own time.
Come on, Prince. Come on, Prince.
He probably the lame
one setting this shit up.
(air blowing)
(door slams)
I can't stand this nigga.
Taking a fucking break, bro.
Man, DC.
Man, what the fuck your ugly ass out here
doing smoking, bro?
Bro, my bad, boss man.
But man, I be stressing
working with these old
ratchet-ass motherfuckers
in here, man.
Bro, they need help with everything.
Bro, you know it.
- I swear to God.
Man, if you wasn't my
Aunt Freddie's son, man,
and my favorite cousin.
Man, what the fuck you doing, bro?
- Bro.
- Bro, bro, get your ass
back in there and get to work, bro.
Man, all right, bro.
I'ma get back to work, bro,
but don't get mad at me
'cause you got these old
thigh-grabbing-ass slacks on
that you ordered off of Wish.
- Man, whatever.
Man, get your ass back in there
and get back to work, man.
Oh, I'm gonna get back to work, nigga.
Come on.
You got a pair of Speedos
up under that motherfucker.
Yeah, get your ass in there.
(rain pattering)
(thunder cracking)
(DC laughing)
- What's up, boss man?
- What's up, man?
Number two with the big shoes, man.
- Are you good?
- Yeah, I'm good, man.
All right. I'm good.
Who you got with you, though?
How you doing, ma'am?
Sweetheart, you so nice. You look good.
Hey, hey, can you get
us a booth or a table?
Me? Hey, this your restaurant, bro.
- I mean, hey, hey.
- It's your business.
Wherever you wanna sit, bro.
- Appreciate it.
- Hey.
- A booth.
Right this way. Yeah.
Come on, ladies.
- Come on, come on, come on.
How you doing? Hey, after you, brother.
Okay, coming on me like that, girl.
DC, hell no. I saw that.
No, but hey.
DC, why you always trying to flirt
with every girl that come around?
Bro, I'm sorry, bro.
DC, I'ma fire your ass
you keep doing that shit.
Get the hell on.
Man, in that case,
you know, I guess I'm
gonna go on and seat you.
DC, get the hell...
DC.
Goddamn, she fine.
Listen, I'm sorry.
Listen, order whatever you want.
Ooh, I want the crab in a bag.
That sound good.
I'll take the Tim chicken Alfredo.
Bitch, why you gotta order
stuff with his name on it?
Hey, you must really like him, huh?
You feeling him?
I told her I just miss him.
It's been two years
since he shot his shot.
And to be honest, I low-key like him.
He lives in his mama house.
Nah, nah. See, his
mama was living with him.
And you would know that
if you didn't walk off laughing.
(rain pattering)
(thunder crashing)
Goddamn. That right there
what's pissing me off.
What is you doing, DC?
Stop touching the cakes
and get back there and fry something, man.
You always doing something
that got no business.
- Hey, Tim.
- Oh, excuse me. Hey.
It's good to see you.
How's your house and stuff?
No offense, but who are you?
It's me, Chasity.
Chasity? Oh shit, Chasity.
Mm-hm.
Goddamn, I ain't seen you in a minute.
How you been?
I've been good.
Just been watching you
for the past two years.
For the past two years is crazy.
How you get up here anyway?
Who brought you here?
Prince lanky ass and my sister, Ashley.
That's Ashley?
You know what, when y'all all settled in,
I want you to come over,
and then maybe we can kick it.
But you gotta wait till you settled.
- Mm-hm.
- That's fine?
- Yeah, that's fine.
- All right.
Prince, you my guy.
See you, boss.
Hey, get your ass back to work.
All y'all.
(traffic humming)
Come in!
(door creaking)
Boy, you look smoother
than a motherfucker.
- What's happening, bro?
- You look like you finna
to have to put some lotion on.
What's up, my boy?
- Hey, man, what's happening?
No cock blocking
tonight. Do you hear me?
What you talking about?
Man, no cock blocking tonight.
Oh, listen, bro, I'm just trying
to hit Ashley when I see her.
Chill out.
Just don't have my guest
bedroom stinking, all right?
Man, just go see how far they are, bro.
I was finna do that, man.
You know they got some
hoes up in the house.
(DC knocking)
- They good?
Go ahead knocking, bro.
Hell.
Hold on.
Man, that's DC.
Bro, go cut off everything.
This nigga don't never fucking go home.
Hell no. How he always
know where to go, bro?
[Joe] You hear that?
(DC knocking)
They ain't gonna answer the door?
Bro, you just see that?
Niggas cut off the light, bro.
Cut off the lights.
(DC knocking)
Man, I know they in there.
He probably in there
with sexy man shit on,
trying to be all fly and cute and shit.
Yeah, yeah, with his
taco meat hanging out.
It's fucked up. Look like
- Bro.
- Cut the lights off.
Bro, that's fucked up.
You know what?
Let's just come back, bro.
- Yeah.
We gonna come back
and pop up on they ass.
Surprise them.
[Chasity] Damn, this house is nice.
Girl, I know, right?
With the black on it.
(heels clicking)
- I know.
Chill, girl. You gonna see Tim.
I know, I know. I just
can't wait to see my man.
Your man?
(doorbell ringing)
Girl, stop playing.
(Chasity knocking)
(doorbell ringing)
Dang, you bang. I'm coming, I'm coming.
Ooh.
Dang, y'all looking good tonight.
Where daddy at?
Hey, who's daddy?
Boy, quit playing.
Goddamn, you look good.
Mm.
- Hi, sweetie.
- Hey, sexy.
- What's going on?
Hold on, hold on. I don't wanna drop this.
I'ma let you take it. You good?
[Ashley] I'm good.
Let go my back.
Putting everything in our champagne.
So let's put it there for old friends
that haven't seen each
other in a long time.
(glasses clinking)
You know?
It's good seeing y'all.
So can I get you to stand
up and do a spin right here?
I ain't seen you in a long time.
My man.
You ain't taller than
me, it's just them heels.
I know you trying to be on time.
And I'm digging it.
You want me to show you my house?
Mm-hm.
All right, let's go.
(smooth music)
Hey, we'll be right back.
Yeah, yeah. Do your thing.
(smooth music)
I ain't seen you in a minute.
I know.
What you trying to do?
All this. Around the party.
You don't like the room?
I love the room.
(smooth music)
(door clicks)
(smooth music)
Give me a kiss.
(smooth music)
Hold on. I need you to
give me five minutes.
[Tim] Dang, five? Where you going?
Stay right here.
Oh shit.
(smooth music)
Hold on, wait.
Let me go change into something special.
Goddamn, look at you.
Let me see. Turn around, please.
Mm. Look at that damn butt.
Come here, there's some room for you.
Ooh. Ooh.
Ooh, that motherfucker greasy too.
Come here.
(record scratches)
You look good.
Mm.
Mm.
Mm.
- Mm.
- Mm. Mm.
Mm. Put them up there.
Watch this shit.
Goddamn.
(DC knocking)
The fuck?
Who the...
(DC knocking)
Who the fuck is that?
What the fuck? Who?
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh!
I'll go check.
(DC knocking)
I'll be right back. Hey.
I'll be back.
(door creaking)
DC and Joe, what the hell y'all niggas
doing over here, bro?
Bro, we looking for Tim, bro.
We know y'all got some
hoes over here, man.
I'm trying to hit.
Bro, I'm trying to hit Ashley, all right?
This guy talking about
trying to hit Ashley, bro.
Nigga finna gonna eat
some ass or something.
Bro, don't talk.
- Preach y'all name.
Nigga, I ain't never
ate ass in my life, nigga.
Get the fuck on.
- You cap, man.
(door squeaking)
Fuck you!
This nigga's tripping, bro.
Damn.
Who the fuck was that?
Look, look, baby,
that was my cousin, DC.
He was just trying to check on us,
see what we had going.
The lead chef?
Yeah, I'ma talk to him tomorrow.
See, that's what I'm talking about.
I'm going to sleep.
- Baby.
You ain't getting none tonight.
Good night.
Baby.
And don't touch my ass.
Baby, don't do me like that.
Like.
Oh shit, that shit hurt. Fuck.
Baby?
And don't be snatching the cover.
Damn.
Nigga, get off me.
All right. All right.
(traffic humming)
Chasity?
Last night, boy.
I'm keeping these hoes as
a motherfucking souvie.
Damn, looks like they left.
Wonder where Prince ass is.
Man.
Bro, say it again.
(Tim speaking indistinctly)
What's up, my boy?
Man, boy, I had a time last night.
What about you?
Man, hell nah.
[Tim] What? What happened?
Oh, DC came over messed it up for me.
DC?
Yes, DC came over knocking
on the window and shit,
talking about "What y'all got going?"
I'm trying to get some ass,
and he over there knocking on the window.
Like goddamn.
- Bro.
Prince, bro, you probably
was eating some ass.
Stop telling people
I'm eating ass, nigga.
I don't eat ass, bro.
[Tim] Ain't nobody here but me and you.
Well, still. You speak it in the air.
But look, (Tim laughing)
I'm just saying I don't eat ass, bro.
My bad. Look.
But look, girls left about 7:00, though.
7:00 a.m.?
Bro, it's like 10:00 a.m. right now.
Yeah, no, hey, matter of fact,
they said they gonna be back Tuesday.
Bro, I can't do Tuesday, bro.
That's when Tosha come home.
Well, I guess you gonna have
to figure that out, bad boy.
Figure it out, figure it out
Figure it out, figure it out
No?
Hey, yo, Kevin.
Where's DC?
He in the back room on the laptop.
He said he got some shit
to get Tim caught up with.
Caught up?
Yeah, caught up.
He said some female got him and her
as her profile picture or something.
Go get DC for me.
Hey, DC.
Hey, boss man want you.
- For what?
I don't know.
His booty dry-having ass out here.
[DC] Boy, if you don't get
your fat ass on back there
and wash some dishes.
- You just mad.
Man, fuck you!
- Fat ass.
I ain't trying to hear all that, nigga.
I should fire you for that
shit you pulled last night.
- What you talking about?
- Old cock blocking-ass nigga.
Bro, y'all always leaving me out.
Well, get some bitches.
You won't be left out.
Nigga, well, Tim gonna be left out
when Tosha get back and
see this picture, though.
Yeah.
(tense music)
Yeah, you ain't got nothing
to say about that, do you?
Hmm.
Yeah.
- No, no, no.
She can't see this, all right?
[DC] Y'all better give me a
motherfucking raise, though.
You know what's gonna happen.
So what? You snitching?
[DC] It is what it is.
Hoe-ass nigga.
[DC] Nah, Tim the hoe.
I'm just trying to live, bro.
You know what, though?
I ain't even gonna be like that, bro.
I'm not gonna be like that,
bro. I'm just joking, bro.
But you need to tell
him, though, for sure.
You need to tell him.
And quit trying to check me with your
- I'ma tell him.
- [DC] Yeah.
Quit trying to check me
with your peanut head ass.
Go on, man.
[DC] Going on.
(traffic humming)
(phone vibrating)
Yo, Prince.
[DC] Me and Prince on three way, man.
Look at that picture we just sent you.
What?
What picture? We didn't take no pictures.
What the...
What the fuck? When we take that?
[DC] Hey, you tell us.
Good booty-licking-ass nigga.
Man, hell no, bro.
Tosha cannot see that.
(doorbell rings)
Hold on real quick.
Somebody at my door, bro.
That better be fucking Spectrum niggas,
'cause my Wi-Fi been tripping.
[DC] All right, bet.
Man, hey, hold on, Prince.
(door creaking)
Man, who...
Raina, what you doing over here?
What the...
My car not even in the driveway.
Baby, how you know I was at home?
I was checking around the block
around 7:00 a.m., and I
see you checking real bad.
Well, Raina, don't you
stay like 45 minutes...
Prince, let me call you back, bro.
What you doing?
- So can I come in?
I gotta get ready and go to work.
I don't want you thinking
I'm crazy or nothing.
I just like you a lot.
Okay, look, just call
next time, all right?
Look, just go ahead and go.
Come on, do you want to
get your dick sucked or not?
What you say?
Do you wanna get that
dick sucked or not?
But this the last time we gonna do this.
Okay, come on.
I got something.
(traffic humming)
Raina!
Where the fuck that motherfucker?
I know this bitch ain't get me.
I know this bitch ain't get me, bro.
This bitch got me.
Damn, this bitch got me.
Raina!
Bro, what the fuck?
Man.
Man.
(door creaking)
Man, what the fuck you doing?
I just went to go get some
guards so we could smoke.
Bro, give me my keys, bro.
Ask me to drive my shit, bro.
Don't just be jumping in
my shit without asking.
You ain't gotta yell at me.
I'ma shut down if you yell at me.
Look, man, I'm sorry, man.
It's just been a
stressful week, all right?
You scared the shit out of me.
It's okay. I'll just go.
(traffic humming)
(doorbell rings)
Man, I swear to God, bro.
What is wrong with this bitch, Raina, bro?
This bitch always popping
up at my house, man.
I'm tired of this shit.
Bro, what the...
(door creaking)
Damn, baby. What's wrong?
Damn, Tosha. My bad.
I thought you was like
DC or something like...
Man, forget him.
He just like his cousin.
What bring you back so early?
[Tosha] Well, we just
got finished early, so.
Yeah, well, I love that.
Mm, mm, mm.
I wasn't expecting you home so early.
[Tosha] Yeah, we finished early,
but I'ma go take a shower real quick.
All right. Go on ahead.
I'ma talk to you when you get out.
(doorbell rings)
I got it, baby!
[Tosha] Okay.
It's probably DC anyway.
Yeah, that motherfucker.
(door creaking)
Raina, didn't I tell you
to stop fucking popping up at my house?
I seen a car outside.
I was trying to make sure you're okay.
Yeah, everything okay,
man. You gotta leave.
Get the fuck on. You stop popping up.
[Tosha] Baby, who was that at the door?
Nobody. Just a friend from high school.
Long time ago.
Nobody?
Yeah, nobody.
All right, make it quick, daddy.
Okay.
(door creaking)
You wanna play with my feelings, Tim?
All right, I got something
for your bitch ass.
All right. (Laughs)
(tense music)
Goddamn.
- What the fuck, baby?
- What? What? What?
What? What? What?
Is that that crazy bitch out the window?
Ain't nobody out the fucking window.
Baby, go look.
I just seen somebody
at the fucking window.
(tense music)
Ain't nobody out here.
That shit scared me, so I'ma just sleep
in the couch tonight.
[Tim] Come on, baby. Look at you.
Good as you look, come on.
Eight. This shit a little too much for me.
(keys jingling)
- 21. Oh, bro, 21.
- Bro, it ain't
over yet, bro.
All right, yo, you know what? Fuck it.
- Come on, bro.
- Since I fuck with you
and you my nigga, even though
you slyer than a motherfucker,
we gonna finish it out,
and I'ma blow you out 51-0.
Damn, boy, I can't believe
you doing me like this, bro.
(Tim knocking)
Who is it?
Come in, bro. Come in.
I don't know who the fuck...
Oh, what's up, Booker T looking-ass nigga?
What's up, ugly ass nigga?
No adding.
Hooked up. Trying to take (indistinct).
What's going on, nigga?
- Who winning?
- Fucking elbow-ass nigga.
You know I'm on this nigga
head, you know what I mean?
How many times you beat this nigga?
- Cheating.
- 12 times.
12? Y'all, what y'all bet?
I told him I was that sick. That's it.
What y'all betting?
Shit, we're betting 100s.
You bet 100.
Oh, nigga taking more shit.
- That your money down there?
- Every time.
Yeah, give me my $200 you owe me.
Yeah.
Tell me what you know about me
W-E-B-B-I-E
A-K-A trill, E-N-T yo
[Raina] Hey. Hey.
Come here.
- What's up?
Ain't you Tim's friend?
Yeah, why? Who you with?
Hey, don't you work at
the bullshit-ass restaurant?
- Yeah.
- How much he pay you?
Nigga only pay me
$7.25 with his cheap ass.
My baby tripping.
Here, I got 5,000 for you
if you can show me where he at right now.
Shit, let's go.
(tense music)
Let's go. Come on.
Appreciate that, babe.
Same.
What's happening with you?
- Yes, sirski.
- Bro.
Man, you cheating-ass nigga.
- Yes, sirski.
But no, for real, though, bro.
I heard there's a bitch
walking around apartments
talking about you slap a bitch, man.
Like, you putting paws on bitches, man?
What y'all talking about?
Man beat a bitch ass
Beat a bitch ass
- Bro, you walking up
on these hoes, bro?
- No.
- You beating them down
or you beating their ass?
- Bro, what you talking about?
Be for real.
- No, seriously, bro.
It's some bitch walking
around the apartments
talking about she looking for you.
You been jumping on her or some...
'Cause no, really.
Telling you a little bad-ass yellow bitch
walking around talking about
you bruised her up, man.
Shit, she did look kinda fucked up.
[Tim] Blue eyes?
- Blue eyes. Yes.
- Red hair.
- Red hair.
- What was her name?
- Ry, Ry, Ryleisha, Ry.
- Rain. Rain.
Something like that, bro. Yeah.
Hey, bro, let me...
Yeah, she was, for sure.
I don't know, I walked up on them.
Swear to God.
- On everything, bro.
- You better not.
I'll fire your ass.
Man, y'all done tried
to fire me so many...
You can't fire me, nigga.
Yeah, so you know, we
chill up here every Tuesday.
Every Tuesday?
Yeah.
This where we come play the game,
and, you know, chill and shit.
- Hmm.
- Mm-hm.
Well then, I'ma stay right here
and get ready real quick.
I mean, I gotta take this off.
All right, cool, cool.
All right, I'ma holler at you later, babe.
- Man, what you up to, man?
- Good to see you.
What's up with me, little-ass nigga?
90 miles looking-ass nigga.
Hey, nigga. Hey.
Nigga, there's a bad-ass bitch
gave me five bands,
and she's looking for you.
She about this tall.
- Light skinned?
- Light skin.
- Bro.
- She got red hair.
She got blue eyes.
- That's what we
were talking about.
That's what we were
talking about right there.
Same girl. Same girl.
Y'all just described the same ass.
[Sticky] Nigga, no, she
light skinned. Not white.
That's a bitch.
Hello? I need you right now.
Yes, my boyfriend gave me a black eye.
He beat me up and hurt
my arm and everything,
kicked me out his apartment.
I'm at 2809 Minberry Drive,
Lancaster, Texas, 75146.
I will be in a black pants,
black shirt, black shoes.
I'll be downstairs waiting on you.
Thank you so much.
Stupid-ass bitch. (Laughs)
Oh shit.
What she pay you that for, though?
Nigga, she said she
got a surprise for you.
What the fuck is that at the door?
Man, that better not
be at the goddamn door.
- Man, who is it?
- Who is it?
- Freeze!
- What the fuck, man?
- Back the fuck up!
- Come on, man.
- Are you Tim Hunt?
- Hell no, I ain't
no goddamn Tim Hunt.
Which one of y'all Tim Hunt?
[DC] What y'all doing?
- Are you Tim Hunt?
- Hell no, I ain't
no goddamn Tim.
- Are you Tim Hunt?
Nah, not me.
You ugly motherfuckers
better get to talking
before I take all of y'all to jail.
Who is Tim Hunt?
There he is right there.
You coming with me. Get
your ass up, ugly ass boy.
You said I'm a woman beater?
Yeah, you like to put your hands...
Chasity and Raina said
they pressing charges on you
for putting your hands on them.
Man, y'all can't do this shit.
Man, shut your Rambukk head ass up.
Chasity going back out of town?
What are you talking about?
Man, shut your ass
up and get to walking.
Let's go.
- Man, y'all can't do-
- That's fucked up.
- That shit, man.
- Hey, call Prince, DC.
[DC] Man, I got you, bro.
Tight pants on and everything.
Hey! Hey!
Come on, man.
[Ashley] Hello?
Hey, daddy.
- Nah, nah, nah.
Fuck that.
Nah, hold on. What's
going on with your sister?
[Ashley] What are you
talking about, Prince?
What's going on with your sister?
Oh yeah?
Oh, she lying, talking about my brother,
Tim, put his hands on her.
Nah, we need to figure that out.
- Oh.
- Got the nigga in jail.
[Ashley] Oh man. Not again.
Yeah, she got that nigga in jail.
[Ashley] Shit.
Nevermind. Where you at?
Nah, you playing. Now we
gonna have to figure this out.
Look, I'm two streets over, all right?
Meet me over there.
[Ashley] Okay, bet. Here I go.
I said meet me over there!
You gonna hang up?
All right, that's cool.
(car dinging)
Bring his woman-beating
ass around the corner
and bring in Detective Johnson.
Bro, I told y'all, bro,
I ain't did nothing to her, bro.
I ain't do that to that bitch.
- You a woman beater?
- Hey.
You have the right to remain silent.
Shut the fuck up.
You heard what she said.
Shut up and get there.
Well, can I get a phone call?
Just shut up.
Bro, I gotta get my phone call.
Be quiet.
Due process, ugly ass boy.
- Come on.
- You gotta believe me.
I ain't do it.
I promise I ain't put
my hands on this lady.
You need to shut up, man.
I don't wanna hear that shit.
Ow, that shit tight, man.
I swear I did not put
my hands on this bitch.
Shut up and wait on the detective.
So, what you wanna tell me?
My sister's schizophrenic.
So why the fuck you
let her talk to a nigga?
Why you think I've
been trying to keep them
away from each other for years?
She crazy as a motherfucker.
[Prince] So she got two people in her?
Yes, that's why we need to go find her.
More than likely, she at
the jail finna get him.
No, no, no. Fuck that.
We ain't finding her. We need to go.
Go where?
Hell, away from her ass. Shit.
All right.
[Detective] All right,
I'll take it from here.
And who are you?
I'm Detective Johnson.
I'm here to ask you some questions.
Before I get started, are you comfortable?
You need any water, cigarettes,
juice, anything we can provide?
[Tim] I need my phone call, man.
This fucked up.
I'm telling you I didn't
put my hands on her.
Oh, so you're the
one that's been accused
of being a woman beater.
All right.
[Tim] Can I please get my phone call?
Don't tell me I didn't
do anything for you.
I appreciate you, man.
(phone vibrating)
Hello?
Man. Man, Tosha, can you
come get me from up here?
Man, this girl done lied
on me, said I beat her up.
Is it the same bitch that
left her panties in my couch?
Panties in the couch?
Yes, panties in my couch.
That's probably some
female Prince had over there.
As long as you keep lying,
you gonna stay in there.
Matter of fact, have that
bitch come pick you up.
(officer knocking)
- Boss.
- Yes.
[Officer] Craziest shit.
Same chick that got him in here
just came to bail him out.
Come on, it's time to go.
What'd you just say?
Come on, get up.
You going home.
- What?
Can you repeat that? Who bailed me out?
[Officer] Chasity Smith.
I'll see you soon.
Hey, what's up, son?
What's going on? What's wrong?
Hey, how you know something wrong?
Man, you only call twice a year.
Holidays and when you in trouble.
I just got outta jail
two hours ago, man.
Man, Raina set me up and bailed me out
and used her sister Chasity name.
Jail?
[Tim] Man, can you not tell mama please?
Man, that girl already here.
She already over there?
Okay, Dad, I'm just
waiting for my Uber now
and I'll be over there.
Just hurry up and get here now, man.
[Tim] All right. Yes, sir.
All right.
(birds chirping)
So what seems to be
the problem with my son?
Your son is very abusive.
My son? Abusive?
Yes, your son. Abusive.
He gave me a black eye and he hit my arm.
So how long y'all been dating?
For about like a year now.
Well, that's interesting,
because my son is dating
my best friend's daughter.
And her name's Tosha.
I have never heard about you.
Now, don't lie to me again.
Tell me the real reason why you're here.
Girl, I ain't got time for this shit.
(door slams)
(door creaking)
Hey, Mama. What's up, Pops?
Don't hey us!
[Tim Sr] Boy, get your ass up here.
I ain't even do nothing.
Look, Mama.
Mama, I didn't even do
nothing to this girl.
I know, baby.
Boy, what the hell you
did to this little girl?
I hit it one time and
just stopped talking to her.
Didn't I tell you about
long stroking these bitches?
You gotta short stroke them.
- I was.
- They stalkers.
But she popped up one night, Pops,
and I couldn't.
I don't wanna hear that crap!
- Babe.
- Mama.
Go answer the door.
- Baby.
- Pops, you go
handle the door.
- What I get hit for?
Nigga, get the fucking door.
I just...
- Babe, what you hit me for?
- Don't talk to him like that.
He a grown man.
- But in front of me?
- He's bullshitting.
In front of me? That's man talk.
How you think he got here?
Come in!
(door creaking)
Mom, it's Prince.
- Hey, nephew.
- What's up, Aunt?
[Tim Sr] Don't got that
crazy-ass chick with him.
So who's this lady?
Oh, that's the crazy
girl's sister, Ashley.
- Hey.
- Oh. Hello.
How are you?
- What's up, brother?
- Hey, boy.
No, man. Man, Raina bailed me out.
[Together] Raina?
Yeah.
The same female that just left here,
the same female that was
responsible for me going to jail,
she the same one that bonded me out.
Look, y'all, my sister
has different personalities.
Hell no. That motherfucker schizo...
Excuse me, Aunt, she's schizophrenic.
Well, let's just hope she
don't do nothing to Tosha.
[Tim] Tosha at the...
(door creaking)
What the fuck?
Bitch, why the fuck you
keep popping up at my house?
- Your house?
- The next time you come
to my shit, I'm gonna pop your shit.
This is Tim house, bitch.
Go get him.
Matter of fact, I got him for you.
Thanks, ho.
Goddamn, they through
another goddamn pick.
Timothy LaShawn Hunt II.
Put that fucking remote down.
No, Tosha, the fucking
Cowboys losing, man.
Nigga, you think I'm playing with you?
Damn, baby, what the fuck you doing?
Don't baby me.
Why the fuck your little
special-ass side bitch
keep popping up at my house?
Who the fuck is you talking about?
I'm watching the Cowboys game.
So we playing crazy now?
Is you talking about Raina?
When did she come over here?
She was just outside, matter of fact.
And I need you to come clean.
Did y'all fuck or not?
No, we didn't fuck.
She just got me sent to
jail and bonded me out.
Some crazy shit. No.
So we lying now?
All right, look, when you
went on your little work trip,
we had a one night stand and that was it.
It didn't even mean
nothing like that to me.
Like, that shit was some bullshit.
Ow!
- This engagement off.
Fuck this shit.
- [Tim] Man, no. Tosha, look.
Let me talk to you real quick.
I ain't got time for this shit.
Baby, come here. Let me
talk to you real quick.
I swear to God, it's like that.
- I ain't got time for this.
- It was just a one night
fucking stand, baby.
There go your bitch right there.
(gun fires)
- Oh.
(gun fires)
(shell clangs)
[Officer 2] Hey, Tim Hunt!
- What?
- Tim Hunt.
We can have a brief conversation with you
in the back of our squad car.
In the back of y'all squad car?
Man, I ain't getting the
fucking back of y'all squad car.
Listen, I told y'all, I didn't do nothing
to that bitch, man.
I ain't touch her, bro.
Look, man, we know that.
But this ain't up for debate.
Your life might be in danger.
Now get your ass in.
If we was gonna arrest you,
we'd have done it all already.
My life in danger?
Look, man. So what y'all want?
What the fuck?
Y'all for real?
Look, Ashley, what the fuck is going on?
Is Tim going to jail?
Yeah.
Damn.
(phone vibrating)
That bitch won't leave
my cousin alone, huh?
Hold on, hold on.
This my sister calling.
Hello, Raina, where are you?
Look, sir, we know a woman
by the name of Chasity Smith
was seen leaving your house
with Ashley a day ago.
But what that got to do with me?
Well, that's the oldest sister.
And see, the thing is,
we haven't seen or heard from
her since she left your house.
[Raina] Girl, he got a whole fiance,
and he think he can play in my face.
Look, Raina, don't do nothing stupid.
[Raina] Look, sis, I think it's time
for us to do away with them-
You good?
[Raina] And head to the next state.
Look, bitch, don't fuck up
the plan now by crashing out.
Where are you at?
[Raina] I'm about to
walk in the bitch backyard.
I'm done playing.
Meet me at the spot.
Okay, sis. I'm on my way.
We believe Raina or Ashley had something
to do with her disappearance.
Okay, but what do y'all need with me?
I need you to call us immediately
if you see or come in contact with them.
Here's my card.
All right, bet. I got you.
Now get the fuck out the car.
Police-ass nigga.
What? All right, y'all
get the fuck out my yard.
Ugly ass police car.
- Hey, Prince.
- What's up?
I'ma catch an Uber.
- You sure?
- Yeah, I'm good.
Hey, but you left your bag.
(paper rustling)
Hell no.
Tosha.
Baby, you okay?
Man. Man, what the fuck?
It's bad enough you fucked the bitch.
You trying to kill me too?
Bitch, you ran too.
(door creaking)
Hello?
Officer Simmons, Raina
just came to my house
and just shot at me and my...
Raina, what you doing?
(Prince knocking)
[Tim Sr] This nigga.
(door creaking)
- Hey, baby.
[Tim Sr] Boy, what you
doing coming over here
all unannounced?
You knew we was trying
to make love potions.
[Prince] Ugh.
Look, can I come in?
[Tim Sr] Come on.
All right, look, so.
Look, Uncle Tim,
I think Junior back in jail again,
and it's because that crazy chick,
I think her name Ashley.
Man, what he got himself into now?
Look, I don't know.
Baby, let me see what you found.
Baby, we not gonna be able to finish.
Just look.
(gun clicks)
(air whooshing)
(hand slapping)
[Ashley] Wake up, baby.
Why the fuck your hand smell like that?
Shut the fuck up.
See, if you minded your business,
this wouldn't be happening.
All right, you finna do this, Raina?
Tim, go.
Hey, man, my girl talking
about I can't come back
to the house till I find
that little ugly ass dog.
Man.
Hey, hold on, bro.
I know you fucking lying. Look at Tim.
This nigga think he finna get the hoes.
- Keep walking.
- Raina.
That shit wasn't serious between you...
Tim, keep going.
Why I gotta keep repeating myself?
Go.
- You got a gun.
- Stop talking
and turn around.
Go right here.
- Prince, bro.
What the fuck is going on?
- Bro, it's a set up, bro.
(air whooshing)
(hand slaps)
[Ashley] Sit down.
Sit your bitch ass down.
Sit down. Sit down.
Damn. The fuck you looking at, nosy ass?
Be cool. All right.
I don't even park in PO.
(Sticky farting)
Was somebody at that door?
[Raina] Sis, go check it out. I got you.
Okay.
Go on.
You, turn your head that way.
Turn your head that way.
Don't look at me.
(gun thuds)
(Sticky thuds)
Man.
Man, Sticky, you the most dumb,
retarded-ass nigga I know, man.
Goddamn.
[Prince] You a
motherfucking sell out, bro.
Nigga, a sell out?
How I'm a fucking sell out?
Nigga, does $5,000 ring a bell?
Huh, nigga?
'Cause y'all niggas
ain't paying me but $7
and 25 fucking cent to be a chef.
7.25? Sticky, you ain't
making no damn 7.25.
Nigga, you make $25 an hour.
I told Prince to change your
pay, nigga, two days ago.
Oh, my bad.
I forgot to do that, bro.
That's when I be with Ashley.
My bad. Oh shit.
Say, little ma'am, can you come untie me
so I can beat his Pixy Stick body ass?
- Well, fuck you.
- [Ashley] First of all,
all y'all shut the fuck up.
- Yes, ma'am.
- Who is we killing first?
- Shit. Him.
- Shit. Him.
[Sticky] Boy, y'all
some hoes, man. Shit.
- Call it what you want.
- I'll be that, B.
Bitch ass. Ain't nobody
tell you to come over here.
Where the fuck Sticky got me at?
(Kevin knocking)
Hey, Kev.
Hey, where's Sticky?
He busy right now.
Why? He's busy.
Busy?
He say he was dogging some
pussy or something like that.
And I called the police.
(phone vibrating)
My phone vibrating.
Can I answer my phone?
[Ashley] No, motherfucker.
You think this county?
You don't get no phone calls.
[Sticky] Right, this
motherfucker worse than county.
Girl, this shit look like
the bottom of your feet.
[Ashley] You think I'm
playing with you, Sticky?
[Tim] Hey, Siri, answer my phone.
[Ashley] Oh, y'all gonna...
Help!
This Lil Wayne looking
bitch trying to kill me!
(gun fires)
- Oh, fuck the both of you.
Hey, bitch, we gotta go.
We gotta go.
(plastic thuds)
(phone vibrating)
Kevin, what your fat ass want, man?
Hey, looky here, Lady Savage.
Look, my friend is in an abandoned house.
He said he was dogging some
pussy or some shit like that.
Look, nigga, this better
not be no prank call.
You know that shit is illegal.
Man, it's not no game, Sweaty Doo Wop.
Look, the address is 3103
East Drive, Dallas, Texas.
All right, Blue's Clues built-ass boy.
I'ma bring somebody. Nigga, be safe.
I love you too, nigga. Bye.
Thank you. Thank you.
I love you. I love you. (Pants)
Fuck.
[Tosha] Look, Tim, I love you,
but I can't continue to
do this with you anymore.
I've always known you
were for the streets,
but sometimes I looked over
it because you had money.
This time, you took it extremely too far.
I hope you find this letter,
but you do know I don't like
my feelings being played with.
Be careful, Tim.
I gotta call Prince, man.
I can't believe Tosha wanna leave me, man.
Damn.
- Damn.
I thought your bitch ass
would've caught on by now.
Raina, what the fuck is you...
Everything Tosha said
was true about you.
[Tim] What the...
Man, time out.
- Tim.
Tim, Tim, Tim. Come sit down.
[Tim] Man, look.
Go sit your bitch ass down.
Look, Raina, look.
How the fuck you even get in my house?
So how the fuck you even
know about my fiance, bitch?
Call me another bitch again.
All right, listen, bro.
Can you tell me what's going on at least?
Like, what is you doing?
[Raina] Mm.
What the fuck?
All you niggas tender dick too.
Especially you.
I bet you wondering,
"Hmm, what's going on?"
Fuck. What the fuck is going on?
Look, Tim, I set this whole shit up.
When I left a couple days ago,
I went to meet Raina,
and we basically go state to state
and take advantage of
tender dick niggas like you.
[Tim] Man, hell no.
Tosha, you said he got
some money in here, right?
Where that money at, Tosha?
We gotta go. We gotta leave.
Shit, bitch, I got this.
Tim, where the fuck that bag at
you carrying around all the
time with the money in it?
You, you, you know it's in,
it's in the bathroom under the sink.
- Mm-hm.
- Okay.
Bitch, this look like 15 K.
We did all this for 15 K?
This gotta be a mistake.
I know this nigga packing.
Listen, look, that's all
the money I got in my house.
The rest of the money in
my car. I told y'all that.
I can't even fucking believe
you doing this, Tosha.
Our mamas best friends.
[Officer 2] What's going on?
This is the girl Raina Smith, man,
that got my cousin on the inside, man.
I need y'all help bad, man. Come on, man.
Let me show you.
Delete it.
Your mama greedier
than you, little Timmy.
Now, where's the motherfucking money?
And I'm not green like these bitches.
I'm gonna ask you one motherfucking time.
Then I'm gonna put a
fucking bullet in your head
and sleep like a goddamn baby tonight.
It's in the trunk of my car.
That's what I'm talking about.
[Camera] Camera recording.
Fuck.
[Together] Everybody on the ground.
(guns firing)
(air whooshing)
(tense music)
(heart beating)
(people chattering)
Man, let me find something to get into.
Man, it's fucking boring.
Hey. Hello.
Hey, man. So, listen.
You remember Ashley, right?
The one with the two
sisters, Raina and Chasity?
Hey, well, listen, I think
Chasity the one who like you.
I think I remember she
was fine as hell, right?
Well, listen, Ashley
just moved out here, bro.
You know, and Chelsea
down here for the weekend.
Oh yeah?
Yeah, well, you know, see,
ask Ashley if she can pull me down.
I can try, but you know Ashley
know you used to fool with Raina, nigga.
Come on now.
She ain't gonna let that slide, man.
Man, look, just bring
them up over here, bro,
so I can show them how I'm living.
All right, trick-ass nigga. (Laughs)
All right.
Hey, fuck you.
All right.
(door slams)
(Prince knocking)
Sis, it's Prince.
[Ashley] Hi.
[Prince] Hey. Raina, right?
Prince, don't fucking play with me.
Where the fuck is Tim at?
He ain't called. We ain't
had sex in three weeks.
[Prince] I'll tell him.
Girl, go on.
Come on in, Prince.
- What's going on?
- Hi. I missed you.
[Prince] Missed you too.
All right, give me five minutes.
I'm just trying to tie
up this damn bandana.
Uh, where's Chasity?
I thought she was going.
She's not here. She's
gonna meet us up there.
You know what, matter of
fact, send me the address.
I'ma send it to her
before it starts raining.
Okay, got you.
Why is Chasity going?
Look, look, Raina, it ain't gotta...
She got herself liking Tim?
- Raina.
- Raina.
Look, leave my man alone.
Tim is grown.
- Whatever.
- He ain't responsible
for him.
Catch Tim on your own time.
Come on, Prince. Come on, Prince.
He probably the lame
one setting this shit up.
(air blowing)
(door slams)
I can't stand this nigga.
Taking a fucking break, bro.
Man, DC.
Man, what the fuck your ugly ass out here
doing smoking, bro?
Bro, my bad, boss man.
But man, I be stressing
working with these old
ratchet-ass motherfuckers
in here, man.
Bro, they need help with everything.
Bro, you know it.
- I swear to God.
Man, if you wasn't my
Aunt Freddie's son, man,
and my favorite cousin.
Man, what the fuck you doing, bro?
- Bro.
- Bro, bro, get your ass
back in there and get to work, bro.
Man, all right, bro.
I'ma get back to work, bro,
but don't get mad at me
'cause you got these old
thigh-grabbing-ass slacks on
that you ordered off of Wish.
- Man, whatever.
Man, get your ass back in there
and get back to work, man.
Oh, I'm gonna get back to work, nigga.
Come on.
You got a pair of Speedos
up under that motherfucker.
Yeah, get your ass in there.
(rain pattering)
(thunder cracking)
(DC laughing)
- What's up, boss man?
- What's up, man?
Number two with the big shoes, man.
- Are you good?
- Yeah, I'm good, man.
All right. I'm good.
Who you got with you, though?
How you doing, ma'am?
Sweetheart, you so nice. You look good.
Hey, hey, can you get
us a booth or a table?
Me? Hey, this your restaurant, bro.
- I mean, hey, hey.
- It's your business.
Wherever you wanna sit, bro.
- Appreciate it.
- Hey.
- A booth.
Right this way. Yeah.
Come on, ladies.
- Come on, come on, come on.
How you doing? Hey, after you, brother.
Okay, coming on me like that, girl.
DC, hell no. I saw that.
No, but hey.
DC, why you always trying to flirt
with every girl that come around?
Bro, I'm sorry, bro.
DC, I'ma fire your ass
you keep doing that shit.
Get the hell on.
Man, in that case,
you know, I guess I'm
gonna go on and seat you.
DC, get the hell...
DC.
Goddamn, she fine.
Listen, I'm sorry.
Listen, order whatever you want.
Ooh, I want the crab in a bag.
That sound good.
I'll take the Tim chicken Alfredo.
Bitch, why you gotta order
stuff with his name on it?
Hey, you must really like him, huh?
You feeling him?
I told her I just miss him.
It's been two years
since he shot his shot.
And to be honest, I low-key like him.
He lives in his mama house.
Nah, nah. See, his
mama was living with him.
And you would know that
if you didn't walk off laughing.
(rain pattering)
(thunder crashing)
Goddamn. That right there
what's pissing me off.
What is you doing, DC?
Stop touching the cakes
and get back there and fry something, man.
You always doing something
that got no business.
- Hey, Tim.
- Oh, excuse me. Hey.
It's good to see you.
How's your house and stuff?
No offense, but who are you?
It's me, Chasity.
Chasity? Oh shit, Chasity.
Mm-hm.
Goddamn, I ain't seen you in a minute.
How you been?
I've been good.
Just been watching you
for the past two years.
For the past two years is crazy.
How you get up here anyway?
Who brought you here?
Prince lanky ass and my sister, Ashley.
That's Ashley?
You know what, when y'all all settled in,
I want you to come over,
and then maybe we can kick it.
But you gotta wait till you settled.
- Mm-hm.
- That's fine?
- Yeah, that's fine.
- All right.
Prince, you my guy.
See you, boss.
Hey, get your ass back to work.
All y'all.
(traffic humming)
Come in!
(door creaking)
Boy, you look smoother
than a motherfucker.
- What's happening, bro?
- You look like you finna
to have to put some lotion on.
What's up, my boy?
- Hey, man, what's happening?
No cock blocking
tonight. Do you hear me?
What you talking about?
Man, no cock blocking tonight.
Oh, listen, bro, I'm just trying
to hit Ashley when I see her.
Chill out.
Just don't have my guest
bedroom stinking, all right?
Man, just go see how far they are, bro.
I was finna do that, man.
You know they got some
hoes up in the house.
(DC knocking)
- They good?
Go ahead knocking, bro.
Hell.
Hold on.
Man, that's DC.
Bro, go cut off everything.
This nigga don't never fucking go home.
Hell no. How he always
know where to go, bro?
[Joe] You hear that?
(DC knocking)
They ain't gonna answer the door?
Bro, you just see that?
Niggas cut off the light, bro.
Cut off the lights.
(DC knocking)
Man, I know they in there.
He probably in there
with sexy man shit on,
trying to be all fly and cute and shit.
Yeah, yeah, with his
taco meat hanging out.
It's fucked up. Look like
- Bro.
- Cut the lights off.
Bro, that's fucked up.
You know what?
Let's just come back, bro.
- Yeah.
We gonna come back
and pop up on they ass.
Surprise them.
[Chasity] Damn, this house is nice.
Girl, I know, right?
With the black on it.
(heels clicking)
- I know.
Chill, girl. You gonna see Tim.
I know, I know. I just
can't wait to see my man.
Your man?
(doorbell ringing)
Girl, stop playing.
(Chasity knocking)
(doorbell ringing)
Dang, you bang. I'm coming, I'm coming.
Ooh.
Dang, y'all looking good tonight.
Where daddy at?
Hey, who's daddy?
Boy, quit playing.
Goddamn, you look good.
Mm.
- Hi, sweetie.
- Hey, sexy.
- What's going on?
Hold on, hold on. I don't wanna drop this.
I'ma let you take it. You good?
[Ashley] I'm good.
Let go my back.
Putting everything in our champagne.
So let's put it there for old friends
that haven't seen each
other in a long time.
(glasses clinking)
You know?
It's good seeing y'all.
So can I get you to stand
up and do a spin right here?
I ain't seen you in a long time.
My man.
You ain't taller than
me, it's just them heels.
I know you trying to be on time.
And I'm digging it.
You want me to show you my house?
Mm-hm.
All right, let's go.
(smooth music)
Hey, we'll be right back.
Yeah, yeah. Do your thing.
(smooth music)
I ain't seen you in a minute.
I know.
What you trying to do?
All this. Around the party.
You don't like the room?
I love the room.
(smooth music)
(door clicks)
(smooth music)
Give me a kiss.
(smooth music)
Hold on. I need you to
give me five minutes.
[Tim] Dang, five? Where you going?
Stay right here.
Oh shit.
(smooth music)
Hold on, wait.
Let me go change into something special.
Goddamn, look at you.
Let me see. Turn around, please.
Mm. Look at that damn butt.
Come here, there's some room for you.
Ooh. Ooh.
Ooh, that motherfucker greasy too.
Come here.
(record scratches)
You look good.
Mm.
Mm.
Mm.
- Mm.
- Mm. Mm.
Mm. Put them up there.
Watch this shit.
Goddamn.
(DC knocking)
The fuck?
Who the...
(DC knocking)
Who the fuck is that?
What the fuck? Who?
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh!
I'll go check.
(DC knocking)
I'll be right back. Hey.
I'll be back.
(door creaking)
DC and Joe, what the hell y'all niggas
doing over here, bro?
Bro, we looking for Tim, bro.
We know y'all got some
hoes over here, man.
I'm trying to hit.
Bro, I'm trying to hit Ashley, all right?
This guy talking about
trying to hit Ashley, bro.
Nigga finna gonna eat
some ass or something.
Bro, don't talk.
- Preach y'all name.
Nigga, I ain't never
ate ass in my life, nigga.
Get the fuck on.
- You cap, man.
(door squeaking)
Fuck you!
This nigga's tripping, bro.
Damn.
Who the fuck was that?
Look, look, baby,
that was my cousin, DC.
He was just trying to check on us,
see what we had going.
The lead chef?
Yeah, I'ma talk to him tomorrow.
See, that's what I'm talking about.
I'm going to sleep.
- Baby.
You ain't getting none tonight.
Good night.
Baby.
And don't touch my ass.
Baby, don't do me like that.
Like.
Oh shit, that shit hurt. Fuck.
Baby?
And don't be snatching the cover.
Damn.
Nigga, get off me.
All right. All right.
(traffic humming)
Chasity?
Last night, boy.
I'm keeping these hoes as
a motherfucking souvie.
Damn, looks like they left.
Wonder where Prince ass is.
Man.
Bro, say it again.
(Tim speaking indistinctly)
What's up, my boy?
Man, boy, I had a time last night.
What about you?
Man, hell nah.
[Tim] What? What happened?
Oh, DC came over messed it up for me.
DC?
Yes, DC came over knocking
on the window and shit,
talking about "What y'all got going?"
I'm trying to get some ass,
and he over there knocking on the window.
Like goddamn.
- Bro.
Prince, bro, you probably
was eating some ass.
Stop telling people
I'm eating ass, nigga.
I don't eat ass, bro.
[Tim] Ain't nobody here but me and you.
Well, still. You speak it in the air.
But look, (Tim laughing)
I'm just saying I don't eat ass, bro.
My bad. Look.
But look, girls left about 7:00, though.
7:00 a.m.?
Bro, it's like 10:00 a.m. right now.
Yeah, no, hey, matter of fact,
they said they gonna be back Tuesday.
Bro, I can't do Tuesday, bro.
That's when Tosha come home.
Well, I guess you gonna have
to figure that out, bad boy.
Figure it out, figure it out
Figure it out, figure it out
No?
Hey, yo, Kevin.
Where's DC?
He in the back room on the laptop.
He said he got some shit
to get Tim caught up with.
Caught up?
Yeah, caught up.
He said some female got him and her
as her profile picture or something.
Go get DC for me.
Hey, DC.
Hey, boss man want you.
- For what?
I don't know.
His booty dry-having ass out here.
[DC] Boy, if you don't get
your fat ass on back there
and wash some dishes.
- You just mad.
Man, fuck you!
- Fat ass.
I ain't trying to hear all that, nigga.
I should fire you for that
shit you pulled last night.
- What you talking about?
- Old cock blocking-ass nigga.
Bro, y'all always leaving me out.
Well, get some bitches.
You won't be left out.
Nigga, well, Tim gonna be left out
when Tosha get back and
see this picture, though.
Yeah.
(tense music)
Yeah, you ain't got nothing
to say about that, do you?
Hmm.
Yeah.
- No, no, no.
She can't see this, all right?
[DC] Y'all better give me a
motherfucking raise, though.
You know what's gonna happen.
So what? You snitching?
[DC] It is what it is.
Hoe-ass nigga.
[DC] Nah, Tim the hoe.
I'm just trying to live, bro.
You know what, though?
I ain't even gonna be like that, bro.
I'm not gonna be like that,
bro. I'm just joking, bro.
But you need to tell
him, though, for sure.
You need to tell him.
And quit trying to check me with your
- I'ma tell him.
- [DC] Yeah.
Quit trying to check me
with your peanut head ass.
Go on, man.
[DC] Going on.
(traffic humming)
(phone vibrating)
Yo, Prince.
[DC] Me and Prince on three way, man.
Look at that picture we just sent you.
What?
What picture? We didn't take no pictures.
What the...
What the fuck? When we take that?
[DC] Hey, you tell us.
Good booty-licking-ass nigga.
Man, hell no, bro.
Tosha cannot see that.
(doorbell rings)
Hold on real quick.
Somebody at my door, bro.
That better be fucking Spectrum niggas,
'cause my Wi-Fi been tripping.
[DC] All right, bet.
Man, hey, hold on, Prince.
(door creaking)
Man, who...
Raina, what you doing over here?
What the...
My car not even in the driveway.
Baby, how you know I was at home?
I was checking around the block
around 7:00 a.m., and I
see you checking real bad.
Well, Raina, don't you
stay like 45 minutes...
Prince, let me call you back, bro.
What you doing?
- So can I come in?
I gotta get ready and go to work.
I don't want you thinking
I'm crazy or nothing.
I just like you a lot.
Okay, look, just call
next time, all right?
Look, just go ahead and go.
Come on, do you want to
get your dick sucked or not?
What you say?
Do you wanna get that
dick sucked or not?
But this the last time we gonna do this.
Okay, come on.
I got something.
(traffic humming)
Raina!
Where the fuck that motherfucker?
I know this bitch ain't get me.
I know this bitch ain't get me, bro.
This bitch got me.
Damn, this bitch got me.
Raina!
Bro, what the fuck?
Man.
Man.
(door creaking)
Man, what the fuck you doing?
I just went to go get some
guards so we could smoke.
Bro, give me my keys, bro.
Ask me to drive my shit, bro.
Don't just be jumping in
my shit without asking.
You ain't gotta yell at me.
I'ma shut down if you yell at me.
Look, man, I'm sorry, man.
It's just been a
stressful week, all right?
You scared the shit out of me.
It's okay. I'll just go.
(traffic humming)
(doorbell rings)
Man, I swear to God, bro.
What is wrong with this bitch, Raina, bro?
This bitch always popping
up at my house, man.
I'm tired of this shit.
Bro, what the...
(door creaking)
Damn, baby. What's wrong?
Damn, Tosha. My bad.
I thought you was like
DC or something like...
Man, forget him.
He just like his cousin.
What bring you back so early?
[Tosha] Well, we just
got finished early, so.
Yeah, well, I love that.
Mm, mm, mm.
I wasn't expecting you home so early.
[Tosha] Yeah, we finished early,
but I'ma go take a shower real quick.
All right. Go on ahead.
I'ma talk to you when you get out.
(doorbell rings)
I got it, baby!
[Tosha] Okay.
It's probably DC anyway.
Yeah, that motherfucker.
(door creaking)
Raina, didn't I tell you
to stop fucking popping up at my house?
I seen a car outside.
I was trying to make sure you're okay.
Yeah, everything okay,
man. You gotta leave.
Get the fuck on. You stop popping up.
[Tosha] Baby, who was that at the door?
Nobody. Just a friend from high school.
Long time ago.
Nobody?
Yeah, nobody.
All right, make it quick, daddy.
Okay.
(door creaking)
You wanna play with my feelings, Tim?
All right, I got something
for your bitch ass.
All right. (Laughs)
(tense music)
Goddamn.
- What the fuck, baby?
- What? What? What?
What? What? What?
Is that that crazy bitch out the window?
Ain't nobody out the fucking window.
Baby, go look.
I just seen somebody
at the fucking window.
(tense music)
Ain't nobody out here.
That shit scared me, so I'ma just sleep
in the couch tonight.
[Tim] Come on, baby. Look at you.
Good as you look, come on.
Eight. This shit a little too much for me.
(keys jingling)
- 21. Oh, bro, 21.
- Bro, it ain't
over yet, bro.
All right, yo, you know what? Fuck it.
- Come on, bro.
- Since I fuck with you
and you my nigga, even though
you slyer than a motherfucker,
we gonna finish it out,
and I'ma blow you out 51-0.
Damn, boy, I can't believe
you doing me like this, bro.
(Tim knocking)
Who is it?
Come in, bro. Come in.
I don't know who the fuck...
Oh, what's up, Booker T looking-ass nigga?
What's up, ugly ass nigga?
No adding.
Hooked up. Trying to take (indistinct).
What's going on, nigga?
- Who winning?
- Fucking elbow-ass nigga.
You know I'm on this nigga
head, you know what I mean?
How many times you beat this nigga?
- Cheating.
- 12 times.
12? Y'all, what y'all bet?
I told him I was that sick. That's it.
What y'all betting?
Shit, we're betting 100s.
You bet 100.
Oh, nigga taking more shit.
- That your money down there?
- Every time.
Yeah, give me my $200 you owe me.
Yeah.
Tell me what you know about me
W-E-B-B-I-E
A-K-A trill, E-N-T yo
[Raina] Hey. Hey.
Come here.
- What's up?
Ain't you Tim's friend?
Yeah, why? Who you with?
Hey, don't you work at
the bullshit-ass restaurant?
- Yeah.
- How much he pay you?
Nigga only pay me
$7.25 with his cheap ass.
My baby tripping.
Here, I got 5,000 for you
if you can show me where he at right now.
Shit, let's go.
(tense music)
Let's go. Come on.
Appreciate that, babe.
Same.
What's happening with you?
- Yes, sirski.
- Bro.
Man, you cheating-ass nigga.
- Yes, sirski.
But no, for real, though, bro.
I heard there's a bitch
walking around apartments
talking about you slap a bitch, man.
Like, you putting paws on bitches, man?
What y'all talking about?
Man beat a bitch ass
Beat a bitch ass
- Bro, you walking up
on these hoes, bro?
- No.
- You beating them down
or you beating their ass?
- Bro, what you talking about?
Be for real.
- No, seriously, bro.
It's some bitch walking
around the apartments
talking about she looking for you.
You been jumping on her or some...
'Cause no, really.
Telling you a little bad-ass yellow bitch
walking around talking about
you bruised her up, man.
Shit, she did look kinda fucked up.
[Tim] Blue eyes?
- Blue eyes. Yes.
- Red hair.
- Red hair.
- What was her name?
- Ry, Ry, Ryleisha, Ry.
- Rain. Rain.
Something like that, bro. Yeah.
Hey, bro, let me...
Yeah, she was, for sure.
I don't know, I walked up on them.
Swear to God.
- On everything, bro.
- You better not.
I'll fire your ass.
Man, y'all done tried
to fire me so many...
You can't fire me, nigga.
Yeah, so you know, we
chill up here every Tuesday.
Every Tuesday?
Yeah.
This where we come play the game,
and, you know, chill and shit.
- Hmm.
- Mm-hm.
Well then, I'ma stay right here
and get ready real quick.
I mean, I gotta take this off.
All right, cool, cool.
All right, I'ma holler at you later, babe.
- Man, what you up to, man?
- Good to see you.
What's up with me, little-ass nigga?
90 miles looking-ass nigga.
Hey, nigga. Hey.
Nigga, there's a bad-ass bitch
gave me five bands,
and she's looking for you.
She about this tall.
- Light skinned?
- Light skin.
- Bro.
- She got red hair.
She got blue eyes.
- That's what we
were talking about.
That's what we were
talking about right there.
Same girl. Same girl.
Y'all just described the same ass.
[Sticky] Nigga, no, she
light skinned. Not white.
That's a bitch.
Hello? I need you right now.
Yes, my boyfriend gave me a black eye.
He beat me up and hurt
my arm and everything,
kicked me out his apartment.
I'm at 2809 Minberry Drive,
Lancaster, Texas, 75146.
I will be in a black pants,
black shirt, black shoes.
I'll be downstairs waiting on you.
Thank you so much.
Stupid-ass bitch. (Laughs)
Oh shit.
What she pay you that for, though?
Nigga, she said she
got a surprise for you.
What the fuck is that at the door?
Man, that better not
be at the goddamn door.
- Man, who is it?
- Who is it?
- Freeze!
- What the fuck, man?
- Back the fuck up!
- Come on, man.
- Are you Tim Hunt?
- Hell no, I ain't
no goddamn Tim Hunt.
Which one of y'all Tim Hunt?
[DC] What y'all doing?
- Are you Tim Hunt?
- Hell no, I ain't
no goddamn Tim.
- Are you Tim Hunt?
Nah, not me.
You ugly motherfuckers
better get to talking
before I take all of y'all to jail.
Who is Tim Hunt?
There he is right there.
You coming with me. Get
your ass up, ugly ass boy.
You said I'm a woman beater?
Yeah, you like to put your hands...
Chasity and Raina said
they pressing charges on you
for putting your hands on them.
Man, y'all can't do this shit.
Man, shut your Rambukk head ass up.
Chasity going back out of town?
What are you talking about?
Man, shut your ass
up and get to walking.
Let's go.
- Man, y'all can't do-
- That's fucked up.
- That shit, man.
- Hey, call Prince, DC.
[DC] Man, I got you, bro.
Tight pants on and everything.
Hey! Hey!
Come on, man.
[Ashley] Hello?
Hey, daddy.
- Nah, nah, nah.
Fuck that.
Nah, hold on. What's
going on with your sister?
[Ashley] What are you
talking about, Prince?
What's going on with your sister?
Oh yeah?
Oh, she lying, talking about my brother,
Tim, put his hands on her.
Nah, we need to figure that out.
- Oh.
- Got the nigga in jail.
[Ashley] Oh man. Not again.
Yeah, she got that nigga in jail.
[Ashley] Shit.
Nevermind. Where you at?
Nah, you playing. Now we
gonna have to figure this out.
Look, I'm two streets over, all right?
Meet me over there.
[Ashley] Okay, bet. Here I go.
I said meet me over there!
You gonna hang up?
All right, that's cool.
(car dinging)
Bring his woman-beating
ass around the corner
and bring in Detective Johnson.
Bro, I told y'all, bro,
I ain't did nothing to her, bro.
I ain't do that to that bitch.
- You a woman beater?
- Hey.
You have the right to remain silent.
Shut the fuck up.
You heard what she said.
Shut up and get there.
Well, can I get a phone call?
Just shut up.
Bro, I gotta get my phone call.
Be quiet.
Due process, ugly ass boy.
- Come on.
- You gotta believe me.
I ain't do it.
I promise I ain't put
my hands on this lady.
You need to shut up, man.
I don't wanna hear that shit.
Ow, that shit tight, man.
I swear I did not put
my hands on this bitch.
Shut up and wait on the detective.
So, what you wanna tell me?
My sister's schizophrenic.
So why the fuck you
let her talk to a nigga?
Why you think I've
been trying to keep them
away from each other for years?
She crazy as a motherfucker.
[Prince] So she got two people in her?
Yes, that's why we need to go find her.
More than likely, she at
the jail finna get him.
No, no, no. Fuck that.
We ain't finding her. We need to go.
Go where?
Hell, away from her ass. Shit.
All right.
[Detective] All right,
I'll take it from here.
And who are you?
I'm Detective Johnson.
I'm here to ask you some questions.
Before I get started, are you comfortable?
You need any water, cigarettes,
juice, anything we can provide?
[Tim] I need my phone call, man.
This fucked up.
I'm telling you I didn't
put my hands on her.
Oh, so you're the
one that's been accused
of being a woman beater.
All right.
[Tim] Can I please get my phone call?
Don't tell me I didn't
do anything for you.
I appreciate you, man.
(phone vibrating)
Hello?
Man. Man, Tosha, can you
come get me from up here?
Man, this girl done lied
on me, said I beat her up.
Is it the same bitch that
left her panties in my couch?
Panties in the couch?
Yes, panties in my couch.
That's probably some
female Prince had over there.
As long as you keep lying,
you gonna stay in there.
Matter of fact, have that
bitch come pick you up.
(officer knocking)
- Boss.
- Yes.
[Officer] Craziest shit.
Same chick that got him in here
just came to bail him out.
Come on, it's time to go.
What'd you just say?
Come on, get up.
You going home.
- What?
Can you repeat that? Who bailed me out?
[Officer] Chasity Smith.
I'll see you soon.
Hey, what's up, son?
What's going on? What's wrong?
Hey, how you know something wrong?
Man, you only call twice a year.
Holidays and when you in trouble.
I just got outta jail
two hours ago, man.
Man, Raina set me up and bailed me out
and used her sister Chasity name.
Jail?
[Tim] Man, can you not tell mama please?
Man, that girl already here.
She already over there?
Okay, Dad, I'm just
waiting for my Uber now
and I'll be over there.
Just hurry up and get here now, man.
[Tim] All right. Yes, sir.
All right.
(birds chirping)
So what seems to be
the problem with my son?
Your son is very abusive.
My son? Abusive?
Yes, your son. Abusive.
He gave me a black eye and he hit my arm.
So how long y'all been dating?
For about like a year now.
Well, that's interesting,
because my son is dating
my best friend's daughter.
And her name's Tosha.
I have never heard about you.
Now, don't lie to me again.
Tell me the real reason why you're here.
Girl, I ain't got time for this shit.
(door slams)
(door creaking)
Hey, Mama. What's up, Pops?
Don't hey us!
[Tim Sr] Boy, get your ass up here.
I ain't even do nothing.
Look, Mama.
Mama, I didn't even do
nothing to this girl.
I know, baby.
Boy, what the hell you
did to this little girl?
I hit it one time and
just stopped talking to her.
Didn't I tell you about
long stroking these bitches?
You gotta short stroke them.
- I was.
- They stalkers.
But she popped up one night, Pops,
and I couldn't.
I don't wanna hear that crap!
- Babe.
- Mama.
Go answer the door.
- Baby.
- Pops, you go
handle the door.
- What I get hit for?
Nigga, get the fucking door.
I just...
- Babe, what you hit me for?
- Don't talk to him like that.
He a grown man.
- But in front of me?
- He's bullshitting.
In front of me? That's man talk.
How you think he got here?
Come in!
(door creaking)
Mom, it's Prince.
- Hey, nephew.
- What's up, Aunt?
[Tim Sr] Don't got that
crazy-ass chick with him.
So who's this lady?
Oh, that's the crazy
girl's sister, Ashley.
- Hey.
- Oh. Hello.
How are you?
- What's up, brother?
- Hey, boy.
No, man. Man, Raina bailed me out.
[Together] Raina?
Yeah.
The same female that just left here,
the same female that was
responsible for me going to jail,
she the same one that bonded me out.
Look, y'all, my sister
has different personalities.
Hell no. That motherfucker schizo...
Excuse me, Aunt, she's schizophrenic.
Well, let's just hope she
don't do nothing to Tosha.
[Tim] Tosha at the...
(door creaking)
What the fuck?
Bitch, why the fuck you
keep popping up at my house?
- Your house?
- The next time you come
to my shit, I'm gonna pop your shit.
This is Tim house, bitch.
Go get him.
Matter of fact, I got him for you.
Thanks, ho.
Goddamn, they through
another goddamn pick.
Timothy LaShawn Hunt II.
Put that fucking remote down.
No, Tosha, the fucking
Cowboys losing, man.
Nigga, you think I'm playing with you?
Damn, baby, what the fuck you doing?
Don't baby me.
Why the fuck your little
special-ass side bitch
keep popping up at my house?
Who the fuck is you talking about?
I'm watching the Cowboys game.
So we playing crazy now?
Is you talking about Raina?
When did she come over here?
She was just outside, matter of fact.
And I need you to come clean.
Did y'all fuck or not?
No, we didn't fuck.
She just got me sent to
jail and bonded me out.
Some crazy shit. No.
So we lying now?
All right, look, when you
went on your little work trip,
we had a one night stand and that was it.
It didn't even mean
nothing like that to me.
Like, that shit was some bullshit.
Ow!
- This engagement off.
Fuck this shit.
- [Tim] Man, no. Tosha, look.
Let me talk to you real quick.
I ain't got time for this shit.
Baby, come here. Let me
talk to you real quick.
I swear to God, it's like that.
- I ain't got time for this.
- It was just a one night
fucking stand, baby.
There go your bitch right there.
(gun fires)
- Oh.
(gun fires)
(shell clangs)
[Officer 2] Hey, Tim Hunt!
- What?
- Tim Hunt.
We can have a brief conversation with you
in the back of our squad car.
In the back of y'all squad car?
Man, I ain't getting the
fucking back of y'all squad car.
Listen, I told y'all, I didn't do nothing
to that bitch, man.
I ain't touch her, bro.
Look, man, we know that.
But this ain't up for debate.
Your life might be in danger.
Now get your ass in.
If we was gonna arrest you,
we'd have done it all already.
My life in danger?
Look, man. So what y'all want?
What the fuck?
Y'all for real?
Look, Ashley, what the fuck is going on?
Is Tim going to jail?
Yeah.
Damn.
(phone vibrating)
That bitch won't leave
my cousin alone, huh?
Hold on, hold on.
This my sister calling.
Hello, Raina, where are you?
Look, sir, we know a woman
by the name of Chasity Smith
was seen leaving your house
with Ashley a day ago.
But what that got to do with me?
Well, that's the oldest sister.
And see, the thing is,
we haven't seen or heard from
her since she left your house.
[Raina] Girl, he got a whole fiance,
and he think he can play in my face.
Look, Raina, don't do nothing stupid.
[Raina] Look, sis, I think it's time
for us to do away with them-
You good?
[Raina] And head to the next state.
Look, bitch, don't fuck up
the plan now by crashing out.
Where are you at?
[Raina] I'm about to
walk in the bitch backyard.
I'm done playing.
Meet me at the spot.
Okay, sis. I'm on my way.
We believe Raina or Ashley had something
to do with her disappearance.
Okay, but what do y'all need with me?
I need you to call us immediately
if you see or come in contact with them.
Here's my card.
All right, bet. I got you.
Now get the fuck out the car.
Police-ass nigga.
What? All right, y'all
get the fuck out my yard.
Ugly ass police car.
- Hey, Prince.
- What's up?
I'ma catch an Uber.
- You sure?
- Yeah, I'm good.
Hey, but you left your bag.
(paper rustling)
Hell no.
Tosha.
Baby, you okay?
Man. Man, what the fuck?
It's bad enough you fucked the bitch.
You trying to kill me too?
Bitch, you ran too.
(door creaking)
Hello?
Officer Simmons, Raina
just came to my house
and just shot at me and my...
Raina, what you doing?
(Prince knocking)
[Tim Sr] This nigga.
(door creaking)
- Hey, baby.
[Tim Sr] Boy, what you
doing coming over here
all unannounced?
You knew we was trying
to make love potions.
[Prince] Ugh.
Look, can I come in?
[Tim Sr] Come on.
All right, look, so.
Look, Uncle Tim,
I think Junior back in jail again,
and it's because that crazy chick,
I think her name Ashley.
Man, what he got himself into now?
Look, I don't know.
Baby, let me see what you found.
Baby, we not gonna be able to finish.
Just look.
(gun clicks)
(air whooshing)
(hand slapping)
[Ashley] Wake up, baby.
Why the fuck your hand smell like that?
Shut the fuck up.
See, if you minded your business,
this wouldn't be happening.
All right, you finna do this, Raina?
Tim, go.
Hey, man, my girl talking
about I can't come back
to the house till I find
that little ugly ass dog.
Man.
Hey, hold on, bro.
I know you fucking lying. Look at Tim.
This nigga think he finna get the hoes.
- Keep walking.
- Raina.
That shit wasn't serious between you...
Tim, keep going.
Why I gotta keep repeating myself?
Go.
- You got a gun.
- Stop talking
and turn around.
Go right here.
- Prince, bro.
What the fuck is going on?
- Bro, it's a set up, bro.
(air whooshing)
(hand slaps)
[Ashley] Sit down.
Sit your bitch ass down.
Sit down. Sit down.
Damn. The fuck you looking at, nosy ass?
Be cool. All right.
I don't even park in PO.
(Sticky farting)
Was somebody at that door?
[Raina] Sis, go check it out. I got you.
Okay.
Go on.
You, turn your head that way.
Turn your head that way.
Don't look at me.
(gun thuds)
(Sticky thuds)
Man.
Man, Sticky, you the most dumb,
retarded-ass nigga I know, man.
Goddamn.
[Prince] You a
motherfucking sell out, bro.
Nigga, a sell out?
How I'm a fucking sell out?
Nigga, does $5,000 ring a bell?
Huh, nigga?
'Cause y'all niggas
ain't paying me but $7
and 25 fucking cent to be a chef.
7.25? Sticky, you ain't
making no damn 7.25.
Nigga, you make $25 an hour.
I told Prince to change your
pay, nigga, two days ago.
Oh, my bad.
I forgot to do that, bro.
That's when I be with Ashley.
My bad. Oh shit.
Say, little ma'am, can you come untie me
so I can beat his Pixy Stick body ass?
- Well, fuck you.
- [Ashley] First of all,
all y'all shut the fuck up.
- Yes, ma'am.
- Who is we killing first?
- Shit. Him.
- Shit. Him.
[Sticky] Boy, y'all
some hoes, man. Shit.
- Call it what you want.
- I'll be that, B.
Bitch ass. Ain't nobody
tell you to come over here.
Where the fuck Sticky got me at?
(Kevin knocking)
Hey, Kev.
Hey, where's Sticky?
He busy right now.
Why? He's busy.
Busy?
He say he was dogging some
pussy or something like that.
And I called the police.
(phone vibrating)
My phone vibrating.
Can I answer my phone?
[Ashley] No, motherfucker.
You think this county?
You don't get no phone calls.
[Sticky] Right, this
motherfucker worse than county.
Girl, this shit look like
the bottom of your feet.
[Ashley] You think I'm
playing with you, Sticky?
[Tim] Hey, Siri, answer my phone.
[Ashley] Oh, y'all gonna...
Help!
This Lil Wayne looking
bitch trying to kill me!
(gun fires)
- Oh, fuck the both of you.
Hey, bitch, we gotta go.
We gotta go.
(plastic thuds)
(phone vibrating)
Kevin, what your fat ass want, man?
Hey, looky here, Lady Savage.
Look, my friend is in an abandoned house.
He said he was dogging some
pussy or some shit like that.
Look, nigga, this better
not be no prank call.
You know that shit is illegal.
Man, it's not no game, Sweaty Doo Wop.
Look, the address is 3103
East Drive, Dallas, Texas.
All right, Blue's Clues built-ass boy.
I'ma bring somebody. Nigga, be safe.
I love you too, nigga. Bye.
Thank you. Thank you.
I love you. I love you. (Pants)
Fuck.
[Tosha] Look, Tim, I love you,
but I can't continue to
do this with you anymore.
I've always known you
were for the streets,
but sometimes I looked over
it because you had money.
This time, you took it extremely too far.
I hope you find this letter,
but you do know I don't like
my feelings being played with.
Be careful, Tim.
I gotta call Prince, man.
I can't believe Tosha wanna leave me, man.
Damn.
- Damn.
I thought your bitch ass
would've caught on by now.
Raina, what the fuck is you...
Everything Tosha said
was true about you.
[Tim] What the...
Man, time out.
- Tim.
Tim, Tim, Tim. Come sit down.
[Tim] Man, look.
Go sit your bitch ass down.
Look, Raina, look.
How the fuck you even get in my house?
So how the fuck you even
know about my fiance, bitch?
Call me another bitch again.
All right, listen, bro.
Can you tell me what's going on at least?
Like, what is you doing?
[Raina] Mm.
What the fuck?
All you niggas tender dick too.
Especially you.
I bet you wondering,
"Hmm, what's going on?"
Fuck. What the fuck is going on?
Look, Tim, I set this whole shit up.
When I left a couple days ago,
I went to meet Raina,
and we basically go state to state
and take advantage of
tender dick niggas like you.
[Tim] Man, hell no.
Tosha, you said he got
some money in here, right?
Where that money at, Tosha?
We gotta go. We gotta leave.
Shit, bitch, I got this.
Tim, where the fuck that bag at
you carrying around all the
time with the money in it?
You, you, you know it's in,
it's in the bathroom under the sink.
- Mm-hm.
- Okay.
Bitch, this look like 15 K.
We did all this for 15 K?
This gotta be a mistake.
I know this nigga packing.
Listen, look, that's all
the money I got in my house.
The rest of the money in
my car. I told y'all that.
I can't even fucking believe
you doing this, Tosha.
Our mamas best friends.
[Officer 2] What's going on?
This is the girl Raina Smith, man,
that got my cousin on the inside, man.
I need y'all help bad, man. Come on, man.
Let me show you.
Delete it.
Your mama greedier
than you, little Timmy.
Now, where's the motherfucking money?
And I'm not green like these bitches.
I'm gonna ask you one motherfucking time.
Then I'm gonna put a
fucking bullet in your head
and sleep like a goddamn baby tonight.
It's in the trunk of my car.
That's what I'm talking about.
[Camera] Camera recording.
Fuck.
[Together] Everybody on the ground.
(guns firing)