Euphoria

I have your money! Please!

She would never say it out loud.

But Nate going broke

finally granted Cassie the permission to follow her dreams.

This little piggy went to the market.

This little piggy stayed home.

This little piggy ate a big, big meal.

This little piggy ate none.

This little piggy went "whee, whee, whee," all the way home.

Within 24 hours of Brandon Fontaine tagging Cassie...

I'd like to thank all my fans for watching and subscribing.

I hope you enjoy It's Just Me Cassie.

she had 17,000 new subscribers.

Slide your hand forward.

- Yes. - Maddy worked her to the bone.

I wanna see more ass.

Yeah, yeah, poke it up.

Hello. It's your favorite dream girl.

Just Me Cassie.

Some men wanted her in specific outfits.

You've been a bad boy.

You wanna spend the night in the hole?

Specific positions to focus on specific body parts.

Do you like the sound of that?

Do you want to hear my pussy?

Others wanted jerk-off instructions, to be told what to do, to be humiliated.

You fat little fuck.

I'm very, very disappointed in you.

Let me see you play with your tiny little penis.

Or to humiliate her.

I'm not gonna fart in a jar.

For $700?

You fart in the jar. He's not gonna know the difference.

Okay.

But the most common request

is that they wanted Cassie to say their name.

Conner, are you gonna punish me?

Joshua. Robert.

Hunter. Marcus.

Mohammed.

Cass?

Guess who just hit 50,000 subscribers?

No.

Maddy helped her to get even more exposure.

I just feel like American men have been treated

like second-class citizens.

You know what? I think I agree with you there.

Why is it that women hate men these days?

Well, in the past, men used to be hunters,

and gatherers and protectors.

But now, they're being forced to walk around

on their tippy toes. I mean, it's not natural.

Men should be free. They should be able to

speak their mind, voice their desires.

Oh, you think they're being too restricted

- by society? - Yes! Like, if a man today

were to say that he wants a girlfriend that can cook or clean,

he might as well be screaming the N-word.

Okay.

Well, you sound like a Democrat.

I'm not retarded.

You know what's funny?

The angrier these idiots get,

- the more money you make. - Yeah.

Even with all the attention she was getting,

she still missed Nate.

Did you wire Nate $35,000?

He was gonna be evicted from the house.

I think you need to take that big, sweet heart of yours

and stick it in the fucking freezer.

Maddy, I can't.

He's my husband and he's being supportive,

and he thinks I'm doing an amazing job.

It's 'cause he's not a breadwinner.

He's a bread loser.

And if you don't cut him loose now,

he's gonna be entitled to 50% of everything you make.

I'm looking at your stats right now.

Your career is about to fucking explode.

Maddy was right.

She was getting bigger...

I've never done this before.

- and bigger... - But for my fans,

I'll do anything.

God!

and bigger.

It's too big, oh!

Oh, oh, oh!

Yes!

Yes! Oh!

Yes! Yes! Yes!

Big lady,

get on your knees.

Back away from the building and get on your knees.

Lethal force will be used if you do not comply.

Lethal force will be used...

- Hi, Frank. - Hi.

You look so small, I could fit you in my pocket.

Yeah.

I wonder where else I could fit you.

You wanna go where?

- You naughty, naughty boy. - I'm so bad.

Well, hold your breath.

Oh, yeah. Do it!

Yes! Oh, God.

Oh! Oh!

Frank!

What are you doing in there?

Nothing.

Are you jerking off to me again?

Yes...

Ohh.

Did you enjoy that?

She knew this was her destiny.

To triumph. To conquer.

To win.

The world was hers.

And she had finally been unleashed.

I'm still trying to fucking wrap my head around Big Eddy's thought process.

Motherfucker work for you for 15 years,

and now he fucking decides to betray me.

- I mean, they did shoot him. - And?

Maybe the motherfucker was scared to die.

Oh, so what, you defending his sissy bitch ass now,

- is that what you're doing? - Nah, I'm just trying

to put myself in his shoes.

Oh, so you're telling me you'd do what he fucking did?

So, I got a fucking house full of Judases?

- Is that what you're telling me? - Hey, man.

You're putting words in my mouth now, dawg.

There's nothing noble about a man whose loyalty

ends the moment he's afraid to die.

Might just go to the hospital and kill him myself.

In order to save his own fucking life, he risked mine.

Now, my whole fucking business is in the hands

of that fucking Dracula-faced bitch and her crew of moronic fucking crackers.

I ain't sayin' the motherfucker should've opened the safe.

No sense in debating it.

It is what it is.

We must take back what's ours.

We'll need a strategy.

The gun is the strategy.

They got guns too.

And we have the element of surprise.

Can you draw a map of that farm?

Yeah.

- Get on that. - Okay.

What is this?

- What the fuck is this? - What?

I'm 6'3".

These are the pants of a motherfucker who's 5'9".

Must have been a mix-up, man.

- I'll go switch 'em out. - Hey, boss.

- Let me be fucking clear... - Nigga, eat!

"Do I look 5'9" to you?

Nah, man.

Do I look your height?

- No. - Then what the fuck happened?

'Cause I know these pants

are the pants of a motherfucking man of 5'9".

Who is that guy?

Who are you? Huh?

Some little, small, pathetic motherfucker.

'Cause that guy ain't me.

You ain't me, huh?

In your mind, do I look little?

Do I look little?

- Nah. - Do I look little?

- Have I shrank? - Not at all, man.

Look, I went in there, I was grabbing 'em quickly.

- Let me get the right size. - Then why the fuck

am I wearing these little boy pants?

- Is this what you think of me? - No. Nah, man.

Is that what you trying to tell me? That I ain't nothin'?

Why did you decide to hand me a pair of pants

and make me look like a small, itty-bitty nobody?

I can go back to the shop.

You think I'm not the size I am?

That I'm some small, tiny,

- itty-bitty nigga? - It was a simple mistake!

Oh, so you was trying to make me

- look like a motherfucking fool? - No, no, no.

- No! - This how you fuckin' see me?

- No. No. - I'm some small motherfucker?

Tell me the truth! Tell me the motherfuckin' truth.

Tell me, motherfucker, before I kill you.

- No! - You done fuckin' put your...

It was a fuckin' mistake, I swear to God!

That's how you picture me in your mind?!

Judas bastards.

Cassie was surprised by how helpful Brandon was

in navigating her career.

Yo, you know Maddy's not a real manager, right?

- Yes, she is. - No.

She's an assistant to a manager. She answers phones all day.

She's really good at her job.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Annie brought her fucking bulldog in and now there's diarrhea everywhere.

It's like a Chilean minefield in here.

Ugh.