Insecure

Mmm! (gasps) Wow.

My god!

What the fuck?

I didn't even see that comin'.

Kelli, you can't keep doing that the whole trip.

I will drive us off a cliff.

It's my timeline, okay?

It's a Groundhog's Day of fuckshit.

Oof, have you seen Molly's page?

Girl, she say she fine.

But then, bitch, why you postin'

all those selfies with just

the corner of your face?

Lookin' like a Picasso.

It's been two months.

She's really goin' through it.

I do like her inspirational quotes, though.

"Stars can't shine without darkness."

-That's not not deep. -Kelli: Right?

You know what, I get it

because when I broke up with Qwantrell,

I posted so many thirst traps,

my DMs still ain't recovered.

They be filthy as hell.

You know you could just delete 'em.

-I gotta respond. -You definitely don't.

Then maybe I want to respond.

You know what?

This weekend is supposed to be for us.

So, let's not talk about any mess.

Let's not talk about Molly's mess,

let's not talk about Issa's messy mess.

Tiffany: I just want us to have a good time.

Ah! So sorry! Wrong car.

I'll go find my driver.

-Do you know him? -Driver: Uh-uh.

Oh, y'all don't mingle in the morning?

-Driver: No. -Okay, bye.

Issa (shouts): Tamir?

Tamir?

No? Somebody lyin'.

("Still I Rise" by Kamaiyah playing)

Booth Attendant: Uh, Carter?

And here you go.

Tiffany: That's me.

-Enjoy your weekend. -Thank you.

Hey, look who it is!

It's people I see all the time.

Hey.

Issa: Good to see you.

-Hi, girl! -Hey, girl.

-Hey! -Hey.

Look at you, fresh off the plane,

stuntin'!

And you're twinning.

Oh, yeah!

I usually sleep in this.

Oh, gah, I don't.

Ugh, I hated this nigga.

-Aww, I loved this nigga. -I did.

No real feelin's about this nigga.

Um, when y'all checked in,

did y'all get a name tag?

'Cause that smiley bitch over there

sayin' I'm not registered,

and she had to make me one.

Well, I got one because I am a panelist,

so... big things!

Y'all, not only did they flew me out,

but they got me a handler, too.

This is super official. Am I official enough?

Uh, yeah you are.

Oh, I'm sorry. Did someone say,

-"The BLOCC"? -Ah! Me!

What does it stand for again?

Oh, just "Black Life.

Opportunities. And Cultural..."

Um. (laughs)

I had went back and forth on the C's,

but I, uh, landed on, um--

Actually, I forget. Uh, lemme just look it up.

Anticipation. I love it!

Connection!

Black Life, Opportunities,

Culture, and Connection.

We new, but we out here.

I'm gonna learn it.

Well, as a Black that loves connection,

I feel covered.

Are y'all good?

-I stay good. -Yeah.

-Tiffany: Shall we? -Mm-hm.

-Yeah. -Molly: Yeah, look at us.

Lookin' like a diversity brochure.

Molly: It feels so good to be back.

Ya know, Dr. Rhonda says that this is

a really good opportunity

for me to disconnect,

and stay in the moment.

I don't know that I know how to do that, but I'm gon' try.

I'm glad you're tryin', girl.

Oh, shit. Is that Jordanna?

Kelli: Did she have another kid?

Tiffany: She brought all her kids.

-Should we have brought Simone? -Think we did it right, babe.

This weekend is for us, remember?

-(sighs) -Derek: Oh,

-shit! -Hold up.

Is that Kelli?

What the fuck?

They killed me!

Oh, is that why they asked me to say a few words?

"Kelli will always be Kelli. Laughs."

Why'd they put my laugh in there?

I mean, I did laugh, but that's 'cause,

you do be you.

I do.

Oh, shit.

Maybe it's a good time to get up off the grid.

'Cause I do have some other identities

I've been meaning to try out.

-What's the first one? -French.

-Okay. -Okay.

Kelli: (French accent) Uh-huh-huh.

Is-is that-- is that an identity,

or is that a language?

Kelli: Shut the fuck up!

Hey!

Issa, we can all tell who

you can't remember

by the tone of your "Hey."

Is it that obvious?

-Hey. -(high-pitched): Hey!

Real smooth, girl.

How are you? It's so good to see you.

It's been so long, right?

Molly: Hey, when you and Tiff had your issues,

how long did it take for you guys to get back-back?

Oh, god. We were fake-back before we were back-back.

I mean, child, the jokes I laughed at that weren't even funny. Whew.

Tiff do be strugglin' with them punchlines.

Just don't force it, you know?

It'll happen when it happens.

Just keep bein' there for her.

Like what does she need right now?

What makes her scared?

What makes her hair grow?

Is she a night walker, or is she a night talker?

Do she still got both her big toes?

'Cause I ain't never seen 'em,

but I never look. The point is...

just give it time.

Thanks. This was, um,

worse.

-Derek: Bye, Bebe. -Okay, girl.

I will never forget Bebe grindin' up on Derek

during Full Moon on the Quad.

Whispering Mystikal lyrics in his ear.

That was before we were official.

Nah, everyone knew since day one y'all were a couple.

Everyone except thirsty-ass Bebe, apparently.

Whoever she is.

She was thirsty.

Parched.

Like a shriveled-up prune.

Ha, ha! Prune!

-(whispers): It's a lifelong journey, girl. -Mm-hm.

C'mon, you never had to worry about anyone else.

I mean, after our first date,

I carved our names into a damn tree.

Um, what tree? No, you did not.

Wow, you don't remember.

I'mma find that tree.

It was a big ole tree, too.

Hey! Aw, fuck.

("Blow the Whistle" by Too $hort playing)