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sweetness. Shut up, y'all.

- [Laughter]

I was doin' the drinking

thing last night.

I must've walked

into the wrong condo.

Or the right condo,

depending on how you see it.

I guess drinking's not for everyone.

Thanks.

[Gene] I do appreciate

what you've done for me, Allen.

Just think about

the family, man. Be smart.

I am smart, for God's sake.

##[Reggae]

Mind if I chill here?

I'm keeping the pot you left.

Call it a room charge.

Yeah, that's cool.

That's cool.

I can get you some more

of that if you want.

I'm sure I'll have no problem

finding drugs on a Caribbean island.

Cayman is a little different

than America.

Gotta have connections.

Fritz.

Pippa.

Can you break a hundred?

- Yeah, man. Can break anything.

- Oh.

[Clears Throat]

Looks pretty good.

Very tasty.

- You use some kind of special sauce, right?

- Yo, chicken specialistl

That little brown boy Fritz-

You seen him?

No, king man.

Pippa!

- Where have you been all this time?

- Hey, Dad.

I was with Fritz.

He's the son of the manager.

- What happenin', Mr. Carl?

- Yeah, pleasure. Let's go.

- See you later.

- All right, cool. We'll link later.

C-4, right?

- [Beeping, Dialing]

- Allen, where are you?

Call me when you get this.

Or better yet, get your ass over here.

I'm starting to feel

like a f***in' hostage.

I don't know whether to hang here

or come look for you. C-4.

##[Man Singing]

##[Continues]

Psst. Pippa?

What happenin'? Come here.

##[Continues]

- What are you doing here?

- Shh. Don't wake your father up, man.

- He's already sleeping.

- So, what's goin' on? Look at you, girl.

You ready or what?

Comin'?

Not tonight.

I'm really jet-lagged.

- ##[Continues]

- From Florida?

Come on.

You're talkin' foolishness.

It's your first night.

Gonna be live tonight.

My cousin throwin' a little party.

- Fool, come on.

- I can't.

- ##[Continues]

- I brought you something.

You got this

from the door, stupid.

[Laughs]

Look, no, no. L-

It's just- I couldn't find one

as pretty as you, of course.

Has that line

ever worked for you?

You gonna come, right? Come on, girl.

You know you wanna dance.

Shake your thing,

like they say in America.

- All right. Let me just get dressed.

- No, no, no, no, no.

It's bad luck to leave a conch shell inside.

What's wrong with you?

I'll take my chances.

- What are you doing?

- I left some beers in the fridge.

I gotta get 'em.

- What happened to my sheets?

- Okay.

- Wait. Your father. Shh.

- Go. Yeah, my father.

- They soft and "caressable" like me, girl.

- Yeah, uh-huh.

[Rubbing Floor]

##[Continues]

[Hisses, Groans]

##[Ends]

[Grunts]

[Grunts]

[Sighs, Mutters]

F***.

[Sighs]

Oh, God.

- Live, right?

- How come every time I see you,

you've got a different car?

Connections, girl.

This is my island.

I run this motherfuckin' rock.

I tellin' ya.

I not askin' ya.

- What did you just say?

- Boo! Run it, girl.

[Horn Honks]

[Fritz]

This nigga's bad.

Yo, boo, think

she wearin' panties?

- This is lookin' fun.

- Yeah, girl.

The party's not happenin' without Fritz.

You know that.

F***!

Fritz?

##[Hip-hop]

Pippa!

Hey, yo, yo, yo.

What's up, sexy?

When are you gonna

give me some of this?

Oh, behavel Jesusl

What the f*** are you doing?

[Scoffs]

Sorry, big man.

##[Woman Singing In Spanish]

Yo, Fritz! What up?

[Speaking English]

Yo, listen.

It ain't nothin' like that.

- You're not listening to me.

- Since when?

F***!

I can't believe that Richie grabbed

my f***ing vagina on the way in here.

- He's lucky he didn't lose his ring.

- F*** both of you.

F***ing together.

[Laughing]

I'm sorry.

Um, can I help you?

No. I just-

I saw your iguana.

[Laughing]

Why don't you sit down, sister?

Take a line off.

- ##[Continues]

- [Chattering]

[Man]

Everybody get the f*** outl

- [Chattering]

- [Man] Let's head out.

[Chattering Continues]

Hammer, some dude outside

lookin' for your sister, yo.

F***ing pussyhole.

Got this.

[Fritz]

Rich, what goin'on, man?

Shoo!

This party live, man.

- Whoo, this my juice! Look at this-

- What the f*** you doin'?

- Why the rise?

- Shut the f*** up! You crash into my ride.

- You hop in talkin' about we're

gonna work some sh*t out.

- Yeah, man.

- Four f***in' months, nigga?

- Yeah, man, I've been tryin'-

- Rich, I've been tryin'

to work somethin' out for you.

- Yeah?

The sh*t better be workin' out

right now, man.

Oh, you know Fritz?

It is a small island.

Everybody knows Fritz.

Seriously, did he, um,

show you the sunset...

or try the one about how

the water's prettier at night?

- [Snorts, Laughs]

- Um, no.

Actually, he, uh-

he gave me a shell.

[Laughs]

- Watch out. That guy's a land shark.

- You don't understand.

- He left her on the side of the road.

- You want a bump?

I got dollars on my brain.

Rich, I know, man.

You bad, man. I know that.

Yeah?

I know somewhere where you can get more

than enough money to fix your car right now.

- Tonight. Right now-

- Speak.

Sh*t. F***.

[Sighs]

[Carl's Voice]

Goddamn jerk chicken.

Do you guys have any pot though?

It really helps me focus.

- What are we? F***in' Rastas?

- [Snorts, Laughs]

Season spliff.

Island tradition.

[Snorting]

Oh, my God.

Thank you guys so much.

You have no idea.

My dad has just been such a jerk.

So, are you just visiting,

or, um, did your dad...

start a hedge fund,

f*** the boss and retire early?

Um, neither, really.

She's a lifer, definitely.

You can just see it in her eyes.

[All Laughing]

##[Reggae]

Welcome to our little island.

Um, do you guys know

where the bathroom is?

It's over there.

- This is f***ed up, Eva.

- [Laughs]

She's not gonna last six months.

With Fritz, I'd be surprised

if she lasts the weekend.

[Laughs]

Slut.

[Gasping, Panting]

[Sobbing]

- There's somebody in here.

- [Door Closes]

B*tch, there's room for two.

- [Sighs]

- [Urinating]

[Mutters]

Here. Have some stabilizer.

Courtesy of Rich Boy Rich.

[Gasps]

Of course, you might know me

as Nigga Rich, behind my back.

I would never use that word.

Yo, baby, I don't

give a f***, all right?

I got no chip

on my damn shoulder either.

[Retching]

Stop all that drinking.

Psst! Baby love.

##[Man Singing]

- What happened?

- Where the f*** have you been?

You just left me.

I don't even know anybody.

I know. I know. I sorry.

Are you okay? Did they hurt you?

Just take me away from here.

Pippa, Pippa, anything

them girls say, they lyin'.

They schized-out coke fiends.

Don't listen to them.

I don't care.

Just take me home.

Hey, I can't do that right now.

I'll take you for some fresh air.

Come on. Come on.

Yo, Fritz, don't go out there.

They fightin', man.

- F***!

- Did he say there's a fight? Who's fightin'?

Some niggas always

got to f*** up a good time.

Let's go to your house.

Pippa? Pippa?

[Buoy Bell Clanging]

##[Reggae]

So you cool?

Yo, there's this song you need to add

to the soundtrack of your life, girl.

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