Girls Trip

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Yo, yo, yo, yo...

Every group of friends

has that one song

that, no matter where you are

or what you're doing, it

pulls you out of your seat.

That was me and my

crew, the Flossy Posse.

1990, Chubb Rock jumps up

on the scene with a lean

And a pocket full of green

I know.

Trust me, everything you had,

we had it and did it better.

- Yo, yo, yo, yo

- Treat me right

- Yo, yo, yo, yo

- I'll treat you good

- Yo, yo, yo, yo

- Treat me right

- Yo, yo, yo

- I'll treat you good

Yo, yo...

But those were my

girls, thinking we were

the baddest chicks in the game.

Definitely the baddest

chicks at FAMU.

- Flossy Posse!

- Ah! - Hey!

There was Sasha, a journalism major

with intelligence to shine

on the country's most

respected publications.

Then she ended up doing a, um,

different kind of journalism.

It may not be Pulitzer

Prize-winning,

but she's making it happen.

She's gonna be fine. I don't

even know why... You know.

We've gone through this before.

I already know, you know?

- Here she comes.

- There was Dina.

She was a risk-taker.

It's chlamydia, y'all!

That's sh*t you can cure! Hey!

- But that's our girl.

- I knew it!

Of course, there's Lisa.

Despite being the sexy party girl,

she was a natural nurturer.

She gave love, even

when it didn't love her.

- Aw, come here, baby. Aw.

- Aw, baby.

Me? I'm Ryan Pierce,

- successful author...

- I like your dress.

You write best-selling

books. You cook on talk shows.

You make appearances

all across the country.

How do you have time for a life?

As women, we're told that we have to choose

between the personal and the professional,

but I control my own destiny.

I am strong,

I am powerful, I am beautiful.

If I will it,

I can have it all.

Married my college sweetheart.

So, I'm a huge fan, Stewart.

- Thank you.

- But I do have a question for you.

How does a former All-Pro

tight end like yourself,

how do you hook up with

the second coming of Oprah?

Ryan's strength has always been

making others their best selves.

And I knew I needed that in my life.

I married my best friend.

Yeah, you got him, girl!

And the Flossy Posse

was there to witness.

We were ride or die.

But sometimes words go unsaid,

disagreements go unresolved.

You still talk on the phone,

keep up on social media, but...

a year goes by where you

don't see each other,

and that year turns to five,

and before you know it,

you're so busy trying

to get what you want,

that one day you

look up and find out

that the thing you love

the most, your crew,

the people who make you feel at

home no matter where you are,

they're gone.

- I know!

- Yeah, I heard you.

Well, no, I've got to go. I got...

Well, I have to ask the question

to get the answer. Okay. Bye.

Hey, sweetheart. Ryan.

Ryan, hey. Earth to Ryan.

Honey, listen, I know

that you are exhausted.

I got you running all over this

planet doing this book, but...

the Essence folks just called, and...

and...

they want you to be the

keynote speaker this year.

Yeah. It's VIP, five-star

treatment all the way.

You just sign some books,

sign some autographs,

shake hands, you have heaps of praise...

And that's when you realize

that the Flossy Posse

needs to ride again.

- Tell them I'd be honored.

- Here we go

Well, I ain't got

nothing but a little soul

- A little tune to play...

- You can purchase Ryan Pierce's

latest New York Times Best Seller,

You Can Have It All

in New Orleans at Essence Fest.

Well, speaking about

You Can Have It All,

when are you two going to start a family?

- Oh, my God.

- Because we know you would make

- beautiful babies.

- Oh, wow.

Trust me, it is on the agenda.

No, I-I need you to bring

me something I can use,

something good.

Let-let me call you back.

Bill, look, I know why you're upset,

but I can't make people click on your ads.

Well, you better do something.

You guaranteed me eyeballs on your site,

and I'm losing money, Sasha.

Well, I'm going to

Essence Fest this weekend.

Me and my girl, Ryan Pierce, will be up

in all the hot VIP spots.

Ryan Pierce. Any dirt on her?

Absolutely not.

Plus, I can't invent scandal.

But I guarantee you, nine months from now,

there's gonna be a lot

of babies named Essence.

Cute, Sasha. Not helpful.

Just-just give me a few

more days to increase views.

Please.

Post something your viewers want to see

this weekend or we're done.

Hold, please.

Yeah, motherf***er! Eat a

bowl of d*cks, motherf***er!

You know you need me!

I'm the b*tch in these streets!

You put me on FaceTime.

Oh, my God.

Sh*t.

Oh, no, no, no, no!

That's my car!

Dina, it has come to my

attention that you had

a bit of a conflict with a fellow employee.

No, not really.

I didn't know it was your lunch!

- Did you not see the label?!

- No!

- Stupid motherf***er!

- Dina...

Don't you run from me!

The point is, physically

assaulting a coworker

because he accidentally stole your lunch

- from the Fri...

- Accidentally? Is that what he told you?

He knew that was my Go-Gurt.

That motherf***er is crazy for that sh*t.

Be that as it may, this

is not the first time

something like this has happened.

I'm gonna need to terminate you.

I'm letting you go.

Word?

Word.

- Ah.

- Yeah.

Good looking out, Ted.

Thanks for letting me go, man.

Appreciate that. Just nothing

but water under the bridge.

I'm-a go and get back to work.

No, no. There's no water and no bridge.

You're fired.

Why you making me feel like

I'm on The Apprentice

or something?

Look, I get it. You're upset.

I shouldn't be throwing

things in a "place of work."

Why are you making air quotes?

This is a place of work.

Lesson learned.

Wow, you're so understanding. Oh, oh, oh.

By the way, I'm going to Essence Fest

this weekend with my girls.

We about to turn up.

So I'm-a need Friday off.

Okay. Uh, you can have all days off, Dina,

because you no longer work here.

Do you understand what I'm saying?

Totally. See you bright

and early Tuesday morning,

- plus or minus a few hours,

- All right.

- Depending on traffic.

- We're not...

Dina. Dina, we're not done yet.

- Yes, we are.

- Dina!

Okay, Ted!

Snitches get stitches.

Oh, sh*t.

- Dina, you need to grow up!

- Mm-hmm.

Bath time, homework

time, snack time.

Seaweed chips, cucumber

rounds without the skin.

Bedtime 8:
00 p.m. sharp.

Ma.

I need you to focus.

Would you calm down?

I have raised kids before.

And some of 'em turned out okay.

You know what, forget

it. I'm just gonna stay.

I'm gonna stay! Because I can't have

these kids deviate from

their schedule in any way.

It just messes everything up.

- So forget it.

- What up, b*tch?

Oh, what's good, Miss Miller?

Hello, Dina.

Have you heard of a doorbell?

Uh, have you heard of locking doors?

There's crazy people out there.

Mm.

- You ready to get turnt?

- No, I'm not going,

- because I-I don't want to leave the kids alone!

- No!

- It's not gonna work!

- No, no.

- Uh-uh. No.

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