Girls Trip Page #6

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- But she's...

- all kinds of things that I need help with.

Lisa, I know... Lisa,

I know what you're doing.

What part of England

are you from... Compton, England?

- Come on, Estelle. Darling, yes, look at us.

- No. No.

Two conquerors taking over the world.

Don't be a bugger! Pip, pip, cheerio.

- No.

- I'll tag you.

- Please don't.

- I'll be tagging you in this.

- Oh, please don't.

- What are you doing?

What? I'm taking fun

pictures with celebrities.

I'm talking to celebrities and everything.

- Glad to see some things ain't changed.

- Julian!

- Oh, my God!

- Look at you. You got muscles now.

Ah. What up, D?

What's up, boy?

- Look at you.

- Look, man, you got fine.

Ryan.

- It's good to see you.

- Wow.

I thought that was you.

I cannot believe I'm looking at half

of the Flossy Posse.

- Mm-hmm.

- And the other half is here, too.

- No sh*t.

- Yes.

- The whole entire FP crew is in the building?

- Mm-hmm.

Okay, it's official now.

Wow, so you playing this weekend?

Yeah, I'm actually sitting in with Ne-Yo

at the House of Blues on Saturday.

Ne-Yo? I

love Ne-Yo.

Well, y'all should come through. Swing by.

I will put you on a list.

- It's nothing.

- Okay, we're there.

- Good.

- Yeah, we there.

Mm.

Okay.

Uh, so what you drinking?

Sash, I just brought you in here, okay,

so that you can have a

little compassion for Ryan

and everything that she's going through.

So, I'm asking you to please be nice.

I'm trying.

I mean, she is the one

giving me grief about doing my job.

You know, we can't all

just smile for the cameras

and sit next to a football player

and make money off of him.

Ooh, now, Sasha,

that's not fair and you know it.

- You know you always do this.

- I always do what?

Ryan can do no wrong in your eyes.

Even when she bailed on all of our plans

to start the first black

Huffington Post.

That was five years ago.

All right?

Can you just let it go?

Okay.

Sash.

Don't look at me with them eyes.

Okay.

All right.

- Thank you. I love you.

- Don't hug on me.

Hug on some of that man meat out there.

I never knew a Luh,

Luh-Luh, a love like this

Gotta be somethin'

for me to write this

Queen, I ain't seen you in a minute

Wrote this letter and

finally decide to send it

Signed, sealed, delivered

for us to grow together...

Mom?

Can you hear me?

Dang it.

Reception is just awful.

Keep moving, come on.

Come on.

Hey.

- Pretty lady from Bourbon Street.

- Hey.

- Yeah, how...

- You know that doesn't work, right?

Oh, well, I mean... you

got to try, you know?

Just in case you get lucky.

I mean, not lucky.

You want to stand on my shoulders and try?

Sing us out.

You know, for height.

So, um, how many baby mamas you got?

Zero.

You got a wifey?

Nope.

You got a husband?

Don't even try to play.

Don't play me, all right?

Dina, Dina, come on, come on.

Now, Julian is a musician.

He play the bass.

What he gonna do with one

piece of p*ssy-coochie-twat?

There's a lot you can do with just one.

Talk to me. Yes.

I got one you can do a lot with.

Stop.

Dangerous. She's dangerous.

Close them...

Man, you ain't joking.

Look.

Smash alert, two o'clock.

Ooh, ooh, ooh.

You got it? I got you.

- Oh, my God.

- Ooh.

Is that Lisa?

You got to keep twisting like this, right?

- Because that-that helps with the reception.

- All right.

But just a minute ago

she was chasing him off.

Now she got her whole

taco in the dude's face.

Ma, can you hear me yet?

No, she still can't hear me, though.

And it's raw taco.

She ain't got no panties on.

- Oh, it's a good thing we made her shave.

- Hell no, man.

Y'all still wild.

- Yes, we are.

- Yeah, Lisa.

Oh, my God, that's Diddy, baby.

Oh.

How y'all feeling over here tonight?

Y'all ready to have a good

time in this motherf***er?

Ladies, look what your man's got.

Hell nah, I'm about to

get pregnant tonight. Move.

Party people...

You have created a monster.

It's a really good vibe. Come on.

Oh!

Yo, what you know about goin' out?

Head west, red Lex

TV's all up in the headrest

Try and live it up

- Ride true, a bigger truck

- What?

Piece all glittered up,

stick-up kid, nigga, what?

To every state, come

on, bury the hate

Millions the only thing

we in a hurry to make

Whether friend or

ex-friend in a Lex or a Benz

Let's begin, bring

this BS to an end...

Sing the song. Come on, come on.

Bad, bad, bad, bad boy...

Chorus, sing the song.

You make me feel so good

You know you make me feel so good

- You know you make me feel so good.

- Come on.

Hey, hey, sing the song with me, y'all!

I never knew

There was a love like this before

A love like this before

- Love, love

- Never had someone

- To show me a love

- No.

Dina, put your shirt on!

A love like this before

Now that we have come to be...

Ooh!

Girl, your booty's showing. Wait, hold on.

Never thought you'd

be a special part of me

Get up there.

My baby

Hell yeah, Dina!

You go and get that ass!

- That sh*t works!

- Yes, do it!

I can go on

I see you, baby.

Make some noise.

I can't even take my

mind off loving you

I never knew there was...

Oh, my God!

A love like this before.

I love y'all.

Thank you, New Orleans.

Turn up, turn up, turn up.

- Oh.

- What we doing after this, y'all?

My frat's having a party

at Xavier, up the road.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold up

here. How-how old are you?

- 21.

- We are not going to any college frat party.

- 21?!

- What?

- Uh-uh.

- Oh, wait.

Maybe I should wait here

for Diddy to come out

'cause you know once a man lays his eyes

on these Biggie Smalls up on my

chest, it burns in their brain.

It burns right in their brain.

- Come on, for real.

- It burned in mine.

What y'all getting into? I

know y'all doing something.

Uh, wait, wait. Come on, y'all.

I still have to work tomorrow.

I really should get to bed.

- Oh, it ain't even midnight yet.

- Come on. - Boo.

Come on, guys, listen.

I just watched my best

friend grind on Diddy.

What could possibly top that?

Let's do this sh*t, b*tches!

Flossy Posse is in effect!

Yeah!

Here I go!

Oh, sh*t!

- Yeah!

- Yeah!

That was amazing!

Guess she caught her second wind.

Sasha!

Come on! You have to try it! It's amazing!

F*** it.

I'm white-boy wasted anyway.

Come on!

Oh, sh*t! Oh, my God!

Oh, sh*t!

Oh, my God!

Oh, sh*t! Catch me.

Oh! Oh, oh, oh, don't let me go.

- Don't let me go.

- Oh!

- Don't let me go!

- You did it!

Sasha!

That was crazy.

- Come on, Lis. Come on, Lis.

- Come on, it's time. Let's go.

No, no, no, no, no.

This is not a good idea.

I have to pee.

Look, the line is shorter over there.

There's a long line in the bathroom here.

Just go for it.

- You can do it!

- It's fun!

All right. All right, all right.

All right.

Lisa! Lisa! Lisa!

Peter Pan that sh*t!

Lisa! Lisa!

Lisa! Lisa!

Oh, sh*t.

What?

- What?

- What happened?

Why did I stop?!

What? Why isn't it moving?

- Wait, what's going on?

- Why did it stop?

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