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to buy the tickets, babe.

Okay, why you getting so defensive for?

You really wanted me

to make sure that he paid for the tickets,

and he didn't buy the tickets

because he didn't want them.

Okay, damn. Just asked you a question.

- You mad at me?

- No, I'm not mad at you.

- You mad at me.

- I'm not mad at you, babe.

Let me make it up to you. Come on.

- Wanna get chair massages or something?

- Yeah.

- Then get something to eat?

- Oh, my God. I'm so hungry.

All right. Pick a place. My treat.

- Okay.

- Yeah.

What's this?

What?

These ain't my tickets.

You playing stupid right now?

Huh?

These ain't my f***ing tickets.

Yeah, I'm gonna see you at the concert.

Calm down, baby. It's gonna be fine.

- Don't lose your temper.

- Get the f***...

Serious? You got his number

and let him steal my tickets?

You're a f***ing thot.

[groans] Ow!

- I'm tired of you disrespecting me.

- That hurt.

[sighs] [groans]

- Come here.

- [groans]

Look, we've been together six years.

I'm just trying to get you

to be honest with yourself.

I'm honest with you every single day.

- What are you talking about?

- No, not with me. With you.

Why do you watch porn all the time

when I'm right here?

Jay, what kind of porn are you watching?

Why the f*** would you ask me

that question?

- What kind of porn are you watching?

- You know what?

I'm just gonna come out and say it. Um...

Do you wanna f*** other girls,

or do you wanna sleep with men?

Either one is okay, Jay.

I just need to know,

so I can stop lying to myself.

Please, just tell me.

When I get back,

I want all your sh*t out of here.

[door opens, then closes]

Oh, hey, Brooke. Hey, Brooke.

- Yep.

- Hey, Brooke. Would you do me a favor?

Would you go down to my office

and just ask Mr. Winters

if he knows where I am?

- Do I tell him you're in here?

- Just ask if he knows where I am.

- But you're in here.

- Just do it! I am sorry, okay?

I'm sorry I yelled at you again.

Would you do me that favor, please?

- Yeah.

- Thank you, sweetheart.

Please, don't call me sweetheart.

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry, sweetheart. I'm...

- What are you doing?

I was just gonna...

You have a little... That's...

Hey, thanks a lot.

I appreciate. Do me that favor.

You're the best.

[inaudible dialogue]

[cell phone ringing]

[cell phone ringing]

Danny, I know what you'll say. It's okay.

I'll get your money. Don't worry.

Good, because the price just went up.

Now you owe me an additional $800.

- What? Why 800?

- Your register was short this morning.

You didn't think I was gonna find out,

you piece of sh*t?

F*** it, call the cops.

I don't give a sh*t anymore.

- F*** you.

- It's all you. Goodbye.

Hello?!

Son of a b*tch!

[Jay] "Maybe you wanna sleep with men."

Maybe that's your thing."

Man, f*** these labels.

No one puts me in a box,

I put you in a box.

Doing good. Money and p*ssy.

Come on, keep it together.

Keep it together,

keep it together, keep it together.

What the f***?

Are you serious?

[cell phone ringing and buzzing]

[Jay] I see you, motherf***er.

[Chester] I don't know

what you're talking about, man.

You know what? F*** it.

Gonna send me to voice-mail,

you silly sexy motherf***er?

Okay. Here we go.

It's showtime, motherf***er.

- Oh, sh*t.

- It's Jay time, motherf***er.

Oh! F*** that!

How you like them apples?

Good Will Hunting.

- Brake, brake, brake!

- [Chris] Brake!

[Chester and Chris screaming]

- Get the f*** off! I know how to drive!

- Oh, my God!

Jay in this b*tch!

Jay in this b*tch!

Rest in peace, motherfuckers!

What the f*** happened, man?

You cut off that Range Rover?

No. No, you saw me driving.

[panting]

- Was it a black Range Rover?

- Yeah. Why?

- What the f*** did you do?

- Nothing.

Nothing, okay? I stole two tickets

and some moonrocks

from some guy on Craigslist.

It's fine. He's trying to scare us.

- I could've been killed.

- What about me?

- I could've been killed, too.

- You'd be Suge, I'd be Pac.

- You'd be Puff, I'd be Big.

- Why are you always the best rappers

in these hypotheticals?

No one forced you to come here.

You could've said no.

I would've been in Brazil

right now probably

- if I wasn't carrying your dead weight.

- All right.

- Wanna know why I always work the double?

- I don't know.

Because I'm making back the money

that you stole from me.

That I stole from you?

What did I steal from you, huh?

Organix?

Remember?

You talked me into stealing it with you,

and then you sold that sh*t for $5,000

and told me you sold it for 3,000.

Whoever told you that's a liar,

knew your gullible ass believed 'em.

I didn't believe it until now,

but you have a tell when you lie.

You squint your f***ing eyes

every time you're lying, man.

- That's how I know you're lying.

- No, that's my go-to look.

Where are you going?

[Chester] We've been walking

for two hours. We haven't seen a car yet.

Sure this is the right way?

[Chris] How many times

will you ask me that?

But why are we walking

in the same direction

as the guy who tried to kill us

drove off in?

Look, the concert's the safest place.

All right, 15,000 people, metal detectors.

I got the tickets he was trying to sell.

All right? He can't get in.

What if he's thinking that

that's the one place we'll for sure be?

Right?

I thought you were gonna hitchhike home.

Why are you following me, huh?

There's a lot of desert here.

F***ing go another way.

What is that?

Seriously?

I'm not gonna follow you this time, Chris.

I'm done.

Wait up.

Chris, what are you doing?

What are you...?

Dude, Brazil is nothing like this.

There are beaches everywhere.

You're gonna love it.

[Chris] Yeah, it sounds great, dude.

I can't wait to go.

I don't think I can... I can't make it.

I'm so thirsty.

That's all right, man.

Come on.

- [pants]

- It's not far.

Okay, okay.

[motor roaring]

Oh, yes, yes, yes...

- [Chester] Oh. Okay. Come on. Hey.

- [Chris] Yo, yo, yo! Yo! Please!

- [Chester] I can help.

- [Chris] I got it.

Please! Please! Please!

Hi. Hi.

[woman] Look who it is.

Aren't you the douche

who stole my ex-boyfriend's tickets?

I feel sad.

And I feel angry.

Sure.

- I feel happy.

- Yeah.

And, like, I don't even know

what I'm doing here,

[chuckles] but lucky Carmen

had those two tickets.

She knows Jay's crazy.

He would never, ever give them to me.

Love is crazy.

- You know?

- I guess.

I mean, I'm old-school.

You know, I wanna meet someone.

I'm not into dating apps.

If we're meant to be,

you know, only God knows.

So, how do you know Sahara?

Oh. We used to work together back at TIYF

in high school.

Oh, TGIF? Um, Magic Johnson's place

on La Tijera, right?

No. TIYF. The strip club.

I'm gonna be honest,

and I'm sure it's the same for you.

The physical side's easy for me.

I can get that whenever I want.

But I wanna come here. You know?

I wanna come here.

And I wanna make you come there.

I wanna make you come in the heart.

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