Tangerine Page #6

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Yes. Of course.

I know him very well.

I need you to take me to him

right away. Please.

Where do you think he might be?

I am his mother-in-law.

Oh. He should be around

the West Hollywood area.

I will find him for you.

Razmik? Razmik?

Where is your location?

Razmik is not working tonight.

I knew it.

I told her he is not going to work.

What is the matter, Auntie?

How well do you know my son-in-law?

Mom?

We will find him but we may drive

all night. Okay?

Yes, drive. It's okay.

This thing busts in

and drags me out by my hair,

tries to beat my ass,

then she took me to some

boring-ass drag queen show.

I ain't no motherfucking drag queen!

I'm losing sympathy for you

by the minute.

Hold up.

This motherfucking commotion,

this is all that sh*t

at The Grand was about?

- This bullshit right here?

- Merry Christmas.

- Yo, I thought that was a bust.

- Jesus f***ing Christ.

Hold up, listen.

I don't give no kinds of sh*t

about this b*tch, alright, alright?

But please, please tell me

you didn't lay a hand on Jillian?

Please tell me you didn't

go crazy on her?

Why would I lay a hand on Jillian?

It's not like your f***ing Jillian...

You're f***ing Jillian too,

aren't you?

Alright!

Listen, hold on.

I'm gonna have

to f*** her up now too!

Calm down. There's been some sort

of misunderstanding here, alright?

Who's name you see tattooed here?

Huh?

What's that say?

What's that name say?

What's that name say?

That's your name.

Hey, Mamasan!

Come here and read this motherf***er.

What's this say?

You know, you piss me the f*** off

sometimes, Chester!

Hey, what's this say?

This motherf***er

don't say Dana, does it?

It's Dinah!

Alright, I don't give a f*** what

her motherfucking name is, alright,

but Boo... you have got to get

ahold of yourself, okay?

You be tripping.

Alright? Hey look at me, look...

Who's your man?

Who's heart beats for you?

This heart.

Who's your man?

I'm your motherfucking fianc

and you can't be acting

this motherfucking crazy.

Did you just say fianc?

- What?

- You two are getting married?

You just went from half fag

to full fag!

- Alright...

- Get your life!

Shut the f*** up. Come here.

Shut the f*** up.

Shut the f*** up.

Shut up.

They said you was legit,

they didn't say you was a legit homo.

Shut the f*** up, b*tch.

You talk when I tell you

to motherfucking talk.

Did he just say

you were getting married?

Yes, I proposed right before

she got herself arrested.

Before I got myself arrested?

Actually you got me arrested

when you asked me

to hold your teener in my weave.

You're like, 'Oh, Sin-Dee, the cops

are coming,

- why don't you hold my teener..."

- Are you f***ing serious?

"I'll propose to you,

we'll get married.

It'll be a pretty thing!"

Listen, listen, listen. I can't be

getting popped on that sh*t,

for you it's just holding,

for me it's intent to distribute.

Oh, my God, that is not the T.

This right here,

is this what you f***ing want?

Okay, okay, okay. Listen, listen.

You gotta lower your voice,

they are gonna kick our

f***ing stupid asses out of here.

Mamasan, I'm sorry, I'm gonna chill

these motherfuckers out.

- Stop yelling!

- Okay.

This is a business!

Okay. Yeah, I'm gonna buy

some donuts. Alright.

I'm gonna buy some donuts,

and then the three of us

are gonna f***in' chill. Chill.

This weather in LA

doesn't help

to set the holiday mood.

There's no Christmas without snow.

Christmas is Christmas

regardless of the weather.

Feels fake.

Los Angeles

is a beautifully wrapped lie.

Agree to disagree.

I'm learning English.

- Mamasan, I like your hair.

- Alright.

What do you want? Hurry up.

Do you have watermelon flavor?

No.

Don't you think we should be

getting the Christmas donuts?

I mean it's motherfucking

Christmas Eve.

Like, let's celebrate.

Mamasan, does your husband

ever cheat on you?

- Who's gonna marry her smiling ass?

- The one who order her offline.

- Look how happy she is.

- Hurry up, I have another costumer.

- OK.

- What do you want?

Can you come here a second?

Just one second.

- Hey, baby, how's it going?

- Hey. How are ya?

I'm wonderful.

Are you ready for me?

Listen, have you seen

Sin-Dee tonight?

Yeah, I've seen her, baby,

she's involved in some drama,

but I'm right here.

No, no, I really need to find her,

do you know where she's at?

Yeah. I know.

And?

And I know I need a cheeseburger.

Jesus f***ing Christ.

Here, this is your cheeseburger.

And some French fries.

Where is she?

Give me that money back.

Here, I'm gonna give you this.

Where is she?

She's at Donut Time.

- Big spender.

- Go f*** yourself.

At the Long Beach Barbeque Festival,

you said I was the only girl

you ever truly loved.

That's true.

You know, people who love people,

don't go f***ing other people,

Chester.

Sh*t, I did not motherfucking

cheat on you.

I'm a businessman, alright?

I move product.

That's what I do. Alright, sometimes

I gotta test the merch is all.

- How many times did he f*** you?

- Don't answer that.

- How many times?

- He f***ed me plenty, okay?

- How many?

- What is f***ing wrong with you?

Ten? Like, I never had a pimp

who didn't f*** me.

So you had to check

your merchandise ten times, Chester?

Alright, listen.

Not another word from you.

You shut your f***ing mouth.

Twenty eight days

and you mean to tell me

nobody was taking care of you?

Nobody?

- Nobody.

- Nobody?

Nope.

Auntie, are you sure you want

to keep looking?

What was your name again?

Karo.

Karo, please don't waste my time.

Take me to Razmik.

Chester, I was at Twin Towers,

not f***ing Wasco State Prison.

You really do have a crush,

don't you?

Hi, Rizuku!

Okay, I will take you

to your son-in-law.

But do you know why?

Because he has to understand that

even if he does not respect himself...

...he must respect his family.

Sh*t floats to the surface.

Sit your ass f***ing down.

No, no, man.

She ain't f***ing available.

She with me right now.

She ain't f***ing working.

We'll be real quick, just 15 minutes.

Yeah, puppy. Just 15 minutes.

Who are you?

Nigga, who the f*** are you?

I'm her motherfucking fianc.

Bounce, motherf***er!

You retired?

I didn't know you retired.

- Yes, she f***ing retired.

- Why didn't you tell me you retired?

Maybe I am available.

Maybe it'll be a freebie.

- My cheating fianc shouldn't mind.

- Wait, wait, wait.

Have you ever been to Santa Monica

and Highland?

Oh, I don't remember.

You will remember.

Yo, yo, yo, listen. I got a query.

You married, right?

Nigga, you got a f***ing wife.

I know you do.

Yeah.

Yeah.

So, when you be f***ing my b*tches,

you don't consider it cheating,

do you?

I'm paying for it.

It's not like we're getting married.

Oh, you see?

That's the sh*t right there.

- That's what I'm talking about.

- You didn't pay for it, Chester!

He's lucky he's in America.

Imagine if he was in Armenia.

Are you available?

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