Betty

You guys, where we gonna take these ramps?

We only have 48 hours.

Five hundred dollars, and there's enough dudes

to keep us getting paid, right?

There's no second dates, no going alone.

Whatever.

I'm not fucking around. This is not a joke.

That's fly, right?

What did you think? -It was interesting.

You think anybody wants a dick pic?

Actually, some people do.

Kirt! Kirt! Kirt!

I just thought you looked really cute.

You know what I look like, right?

Yeah, you're cute!

I thought it could be your new winter spot, huh?

Hey.

- What up? - What's going on?

- Thank you. Good night.

- So, uh, did your loan go through?

Nah.

Can you reapply?

- I even get it--I didn't get a--even get a reply.

I can't reapply and get a reply.

I got you.

- All these big businesses, like--

it's the Red Lobster over there.

They doing just fine. They got they loan, I'm sure.

Applebee's over there? They good.

People like us?

Like, we're from this neighborhood.

Know what I'm saying? Entrepreneurs.

Black-owned businesses shutting down left and right, yo.

I-I can't even get a reply. Like, at least tell me, "No."

- Yeah. - You know what I'm saying?

I'm just gonna take it as a "L," yo.

- No, no. I mean, well, there--

there has to be something that we can do, right?

I mean, we'll figure it out, all right?

- Be safe. - I'll talk to you later.

I'll be around.

- Indigo! Have you seen my red pants?

Indigo.

- Oh, you must be Camille. Here.

I ironed them and Febrezed them.

They were a little stinky.

Who the hell are you?

- Camille, put some respect on Magda's name.

- You hired a maid? - She prefers "house cleaner."

- Why is she here? - You asked me to clean up.

I'm cleaning up.

- I asked you to clean up, not hire TaskRabbit.

Also, how can you afford to hire a maid?

Someone woke up on one today.

All right, I'm sorry. Maybe I did wake up "on one."

I'm just freaking out about the NFD thing.

They--they're trying to make me shoot--

like, get another girl, and it's all bougie,

and, like, use another girl,

and I don't know what the fuck to--to...

- You're stressed about some pictures?

Yeah!

- It's not funny. - It is funny.

- No, it's not. - I got you.

- You'll help me with the photos and be in them

and, like, take them with-- - Yeah, that's easy.

- Um, we'll take them and you'll help me with it?

I got you.

I just need one little favor in return, and we're square.

- Miss Indigo? - All right, anything.

I'll do anything. - All right, cool.

Your stew's ready.

You got her making stew?

I like stew.

- So, basically, the way the Inner Earth theory works

is that it's a hollow Earth.

You can enter the Earth from Antarctica

or the North Pole, right?

And there's other civilizations within the Earth, yo.

There's people-- - Hey.

Would you guys mind putting this half-pipe over there?

Let's just, you know, make it flow, you know?

- Yo, what's--what's this shorty talking about?

- I have no clue. - Shorty?

Sylvester just told us...

To bring this stuff in here.

Okay, well, I'm asking you

to put it in the corner, please.

- Yeah, nobody doing-- - And who the hell are you?

- Nah, you gonna take this? - Yeah.

- Yo! Hey, what are you guys doing?

What are you doing?

What is this? What do you think this is?

Listen, if you're going to be here,

you need to be putting in work!

Work!

- I am working! I am supervising.

Yo, are you--

- My bad. - Are you peeing in here?

- Yo, stop disrespecting the space.

- Thank you. - It's no problem.

Yo, the piss corner's in the back left, bro.

- What the fuck? - We use bottles.

Use the toilets!

Gosh.

Ugh.

Wait.

Holy shit!

- We've got ten seconds to think of a pose.

- Um, I don't know how to do it.

- Look at the camera. - Like, how--

Don't pose like that!

You're posing like a little boy!

This is not what we need right now.

This is military hard-- - My body just wants

to do that automatically. I'm sorry.

- Thumb in your pocket. - It's not my pocket.

Relax. Whatever.

- What? I know you're feeling it.

You never wear clothes like this.

Come on, come on, come on.

Now lean forward-- yeah, arch your back

and this foot--yeah, uh-huh.

But not, like, actually angry. Like, sexy bitch face.

Okay, now you look constipated.

- Why can't I do it? Like, what the hell?

This is, like, fucking rocket science.

- It's 'cause you don't believe in yourself.

- Yo, I got this idea for our next video.

I'll film you ollie over me, and then ollie over you,

then we can go skate that thing over there.

- Not right now, little man. Not the time.

We're not doing funny right now.

What's this, fashion show?

No, we're just taking photos.

Y'all taking ho photos?

You gotta go. You gotta go. - No, just, like, regular--

Oh, my God.

- I'll--I'll do-- we'll do it later.

I'll--I like that idea.

- A'ight. I like your lipstick, though.

That's so sweet! He noticed.

- This is, like, public humiliation torture.

- You look fucking hot, bro. Shut up.

- Really? That's me?

I told you, you look good!

No, but, like--

- I can't wait to take this makeup off.

- Ah! Uh-uh.

You still owe me.

- Okay. Yeah, I forgot about that.

Nah, for real, bro.

Your testosterone levels be on their cycle too.

- Mm. - That's what they don't

tell you is that you also have a period.

- Oh, wait, wait, wait, wait. - Nah, nah, nah.

- The pe-- - What the fuck? Hell no.

No, I'm serious.

The moon pulls on your balls too,

just like the tides.

High balls, low balls.

High balls, low balls.

- It does happen. - Yeah.

- It happens when I'm about to bust.

- Yeah, that's what I'm trying to tell you!

- It gets really high, and then when I'm done--

Boom.

- You're gonna stick them all the way up her pussy,

and then curve your fingers.

- Curve. Wait, wait, wait.

Is she lying on her back or her stomach?

On her back, bro.

- Oh, in the text, I wasn't sure, so--got it.

- Anyways, not every girl can come like that.

What's the primary directive?

all: Don't neglect the clitoris.

Exactly.

But G-spots are cool too.

Um, actually, you guys have a G-spot.

- True. - What?

Where? - In your asshole.

- Shut up. Stop playing.

Not for nothing,

my girl stuck her finger up there once.

Shit was lit.

Hell yeah.

- Doesn't sound that bad, actually.

It's fucking awesome.

- Yo! Put that shit out!

- Yo, chill! It's freezing in here.

What else are we supposed to do?

- Yo, I could not find the pee corner.

- What the fuck is wrong with you?

What?

And where have you even been?

- I've been trying to help these boys

grow into men, Janay.

They need me. - Right.

It's the Lord's work.

- Oh, yes. Okay, great. Yes. It's the Lord's work.