Cherry Bomb (2024) Movie Script
(dramatic music)
(eerie music)
- Camille Francis,
you have been sentenced...
...to 10 years to life...
...for the murder of Brandon
Smith and Simone Smith.
- No, no, no, I
didn't do anything!
I didn't do anything!
I'm innocent!
I didn't kill anybody.
You gotta do something.
- We will, not here.
(eerie music)
- [Guard] Ms. Francis,
you got a visitor.
- [Camille] Probably
wonderin' how I ended up here,
10 years to life for killin'
my best friend, and his wife.
I had to choose between my life,
or allowing somebody
to take mine.
So here I am, 10 years
to life behind bars.
I went from livin' the
dream to livin' a nightmare.
- Camille, I tried.
I really did.
- Yeah, all right.
- You're still saying
that you had help,
but there's no proof.
- Ms. White, Vanessa,
I told you, the judge,
the jury, the police,
that yes we went to
confront Brandon,
but I did not shoot him.
- [Vanessa] We went
over this 1,000 times.
- I did not shoot him!
- We went over this 1,000 times.
Cameras, photos, witnesses,
everything points at you.
Only you.
- You're my lawyer, Vanessa.
I done seen you set free major
drug dealers and killers.
Niggas you and I both
know was fuckin' guilty.
I'm not guilty.
I'm not guilty.
Like I said, I need you
to find my girl Bubbles.
- Find her where, Camille?
Where?
(dramatic music)
- Porsha, how you doing?
- I'm good.
- Who's your friend?
- Urban, this is Camille,
Camille this is Urban.
Urban takes photos for
the Socialite Gazette.
- [Camille] Hmm.
- Well damn, nice to
meet you Ms. Camille,
how you doin'?
- All right, thank you.
Nice to meet you too.
- Yes, ma'am, pleasure's mine.
(soft kissing noise)
Check this out.
You ladies can come
to my private street
collection any time
and I can snap
y'all up real quick.
- Oh, we'd love to.
- Yes, yes, yes.
- She's just a little shy.
But we both gonna
be callin' you.
- Look, ain't nothin'
to be scared of.
I won't bite, unless
you ask me to, okay?
You got my card, give me
a call when you ready.
All right, ladies.
- Have a good day.
- You too.
- Camille, what is your problem?
- Girl, I ain't never did
no shit like this before.
- You ain't never
took no photos?
- Not like this, Porsha.
- Look girl, he takes
the best photos, okay?
And I heard he pays
big bucks, $1,000.
And if they get published,
that's even more money.
Well your ass must like
working at the Waffle House.
- Now you know damn well
I don't like working
at Waffle House.
But I'll believe
it when I see it.
- So push them titties
up and let's go.
(heels clanking)
- [Camille] Porsha was right,
working for minimum
wage has been a struggle
since I moved to the East
Coast a few months ago.
What was the harm of us
taking some pictures?
(upbeat music)
(door squeaking)
- You sure this the right place?
- Yeah, girl, hold on before
we go in, do I look good?
- You know you look good.
Do I look good?
- Hell yeah, fine as fuck.
- Okay, period. That's
all I need to know.
- Period.
Let's go.
- Come on, let's go.
- Yo, Porsha, Camille,
y'all come on in.
Y'all grab a seat.
What's going on?
How y'all doing today?
- We're good.
- Appreciate y'all
coming through.
Hey look, before I shoot,
I always love to make a
toast to success, so yeah.
(Porsha whispering)
- Okay, if you say so.
- Look, by the way I got
another guest coming as well,
so I'm going to go ahead
and pour another drink.
- You payin' right?
- Of course. Of course.
You work, I pay,
that's how the game go.
- Sorry, we just ain't
never did this before.
- Okay. It's all good.
- The money?
- Oh, so y'all wanna
get paid right now?
Ah, I get it.
All right, cool.
Y'all drive a hard bargain.
I'll be right back.
- Fix your face.
- Girl, we don't know him.
- You want to go back
to the Waffle House?
- No.
- Smellin' like waffles,
and grease, and patty melts?
- No, I'm not.
I'm ready to get paid.
- So shut the hell
up and fix your face.
- Here he comes back.
- All right, ladies, here we go.
(envelope rattling)
See, I ain't that bad now, huh?
- Told you.
- Look, here's our
other guest by the way.
Ladies, Porsha, Camille,
this is Pumpkin.
- Hey, y'all.
- She is one of my
executive models.
- Nice to meet y'all.
- Big bucks.
- Nice to meet you.
- [Urban] Down payment
for you as well.
- Thank you.
- [Urban] Thank you.
So ladies, let's go ahead
and make this toast.
- Thank you.
- Always come through.
- To success, ladies.
I just drank mine, so
I'm a little tipsy,
but I figured I'd have
something ready for y'all.
- All right, ladies.
- To success.
(inmates chattering)
- Yo, yo, yo.
You good?
Hi, I'm Imani.
What's your name?
Damn, okay, Ms. Quiet.
You must be mute or somethin'.
- Ah, hey, that's that
video chick Cherry Bomb.
- Who?
- Cherry Bomb, you know
the one that was in
Hurto and Trell video.
Had the red shirt
on, black shorts,
movin' her booty like this.
Little booties need love too.
(imani laughing joyfully)
- [Imani] I don't
know what that was,
but I hope she
wasn't doin' that.
- Hey, Imani, you know
what I'm talkin' about.
She the shit.
- Okay, okay.
- What's up Cherry Bomb?
Oh yeah?
Let me find out this bitch
thinks she too good
to speak to us.
No worries.
She gonna learn.
- [Camille] Since I
was a little girl,
bitches always had
a problem with me.
Rollin' they eyes,
starin' and shit.
Just straight jealous.
Always wantin' to fight me.
I had to overcome the shit.
I had to always
be the strong one.
(inmates chattering)
- Hey, Big Boo, let me
get some of them snacks.
- Man, hell no, you owe me
for 200 bucks last week.
- Man, come on.
Come on.
(inmates chattering)
- Hey, girl, I'm Fatima.
How you doin'?
You are Camille Francis,
right, AKA, Cherry Bomb?
Mm-hmm, I know who you are.
I'm a fan.
No, a big fan.
Like I got your first
cover on Socialite Gazelle,
the one where you
had on the white.
Girl, city girl, who?
You, period. Yeah.
But you ain't been eatin'.
I know you too bougie
for this bullshit,
but you got to eat
somethin' girl.
Here, have my orange.
- Thank you.
- Big Boo, let me
get some chips bro.
Goddamn.
(chip wrapper rustling)
(dramatic music)
- [Guard] Ms. Francis, wake up.
Outside.
Outside.
(inmates chattering)
Random search, ladies.
Left leg up.
Right leg up.
Arms up.
Left leg.
- What's goin' on?
- Random search.
- Know the drill,
arms up, left leg.
- They always wakin' me up
out of my sleep
for this bullshit.
At least let us eat first, damn.
(inmates chuckling)
- Cherry Bomb, this my girl Ax.
Ax, this is Cherry Bomb.
- [Guard] Right leg.
- Yeah, I know.
You in here for murder, right?
- What?
Hell no, I'm innocent.
- Right, 'cause we all innocent.
(inmates chuckling)
- [Camille] I'm serious, y'all.
I ain't kill nobody.
- [Guard] Arms up, left leg.
- Oh, I thought you... My bad.
- [Guard] Left leg.
Right leg.
Arms up, left leg.
Right leg.
Arms up, left leg.
Right leg.
- Watch your hands.
- All right ladies, this
concludes the search.
Now everybody get
back in your cells
in a single file line.
Let's go.
- You heard the man, assholes
and everybody let's go.
- [Inmate] Man, shut
your small ass up.
(inmates chattering)
- Don't think you can't
get your ass whooped
'cause you a girl.
- [Guard] Ms. Francis,
you got a visitor.
Come on now.
- This better be my lawyer.
I hired the best
criminal defender
in the state of South Carolina.
And this bitch still hasn't
been gotten me out yet.
- Oh, Camille baby, I'm
so happy to see you.
You look so good.
- It's good to
see you too, mama.
- Yeah, I can't wait
'til you get outta here.
- Damn, Camille, like mama
say, you look good girl.
- Meka, it's good to
see you too, Meka.
- Listen, it's just
a matter of time
before you get
out of here, okay?
I've been praying about it.
I just know he going to
bring you home to us, okay?
- Mama, you know she not
goin' home no time soon.
(mom sighs deeply)
- Camille baby, I love you and
I'm so sorry this goin' on.
Let me pull out my Bible.
Listen, I got the
perfect scripture.
It came to me this last Sunday-
- Mom, she's not
tryin' to hear that.
Mama got all spiritual
after you went to court.
- And the Lord is
gonna see us through.
And right now, y'all
are gonna listen.
You don't gotta talk.
Y'all don't gotta be friends,
but you gonna listen
to this scripture.
Do you understand me?
- Thank me for the conditions
that are requirin'
you to be still.
Do not spoil these quiet
hours by wishin' them away.
Waiting impatiently for
them to be active again.
Some of the greatest
works in my kingdom
have been done from sick
beds and prison cells.
Instead of resenting the
limitations of a weakened body,
search for my way
in the midst of these
various circumstances.
- [Camille] Glad
my mama and sister
come to see me when they can.
My sister is all into this
justice and black power shit,
while my mama's tryin'
to get her life together.
She wasn't always like this.
People grow, and people change.
(dramatic music)
- Thinks she's better
than everybody.
- Get her!
(footsteps stomping angrily)
- You better run!
- She's scared!
She went to go get her mama.
- Scaredy.
- She gonna have to come
outside at some point.
- Camille, what in
the world is goin' on?
- Nothin' mom, nothin'.
- Nothin'?
- Come outside, scaredy.
- I wouldn't do
that if I was you.
- What's she gonna do?
(soft chuckles)
- She went to go get her mama.
- Scaredy.
- She don't wanna fight.
- Oh, okay.
So which one of you
scaredy ass hoes
wanna fight my daughter?
(girls laughing)
- She think it's a game.
- Now I know y'all didn't run
all the way up
here to be silent.
I said which one of
you scaredy ass hoes
is tryin' to fight my daughter?
Because y'all not
finna jump her.
- Okay.
(dramatic music)
Gonna show her.
Me.
- Hmm, so you wanna
fight my daughter?
You look like a hater.
You better go beat her ass,
or you gonna have
to deal with me.
You hear me?
None one of y'all better jump
my daughter, you hear me?
Go handle your light work.
- [Bystander] Get her Melissa!
- Let's go!
- [Bystander] Beat
her ass Melissa!
There you go, come on!
There you go!
Come on!
Don't let her beat you!
- Get off me!
- Get up, get up!
Don't let her beat you!
Get up!
Melissa, get up!
- I won, mom.
- You better.
- Mom, they was mad at me
over some boy that liked me.
I don't even know why.
- Hey, you know what baby?
I already know.
It's one thing your mama knows.
If it ain't that little boy,
it'll be another
little boy next week.
And if it's not that man,
it'll be another man.
But what you cannot
do is turn and run.
You gotta give 'em a fight.
You hear me?
- Yes, mama.
- Now, where your little
friend Pumpkin at?
- She didn't walk home with me.
- Huh, so the day
you get jumped,
the girl that's
with you every day
just ain't nowhere to be found?
That don't seem
strange to you, baby?
- It do, ma.
- Mm-hmm.
You can't trust none of
these bitches, Camille.
You hear me?
I love you.
Now go make me
somethin' to drink.
You gettin' me raggedy
today with all this drama.
(inmates chattering)
- Solid, I hope your
ass ain't thinkin'
what I know you
already thinkin'.
- What am I thinkin', Imani?
- Come on, now.
I know your ass.
- I'm definitely gonna get
a piece of Cherry Bomb.
I wanna see what
she tastes like.
- But she don't even
like pussy though.
- She a bitch, and
all bitches like head.
And we up in here, everybody
need a little somethin'.
- Maybe, but not from you.
(girls laughing)
- A choice, man,
because don't nobody
wanna give you no head.
- Thank God.
Anyways, Solid, you better stop
watchin' that girl at night,
you fuckin' night watchin' ass.
- You watchin' me watch her.
You might want some of Solid.
- No, sir.
My man is waitin' on me at home.
Two more years and
I'm outta here.
- I got six more months,
Cherry Bomb gonna be the last
piece of jail pussy I get.
- 'Cause you determined, huh?
- I'm gonna bust that
cherry wide open.
(birds chirping)
- [Camille] This is
what money looks like.
I done paid my lawyer
thousands of dollars
to get my murder
case overturned.
The first lawyer ain't
do shit to prove my case.
And here I am rich and
famous, stuck in a tight spot,
feelin' like a trapped mouse.
Money can't buy freedom,
but I hope it get me
the fuck up outta here.
Vanessa?
You comin' up with somethin'?
Anything?
- Well I'm trying to,
but we have nothing.
No names, no proof, or anything.
I'm still exactly
where I was before,
because you can't
give me any names.
- I done told you everything.
It was just me and Bubbles.
- We need more.
We need more to
overturn this case.
Is there anyone else
that was there with you?
Friend, someone that
was just driving by?
- I don't know.
It was me and
Bubbles, that was it.
I'm telling you
everything I know.
- I'm doing
everything that I can.
Do you know anyone that
Brandon was associated with?
Talked to before you
went to the house?
- What does that have
to do with my case?
If I'm innocent?
- Most murder cases take
over two years to solve.
You want me to fix
this in two months,
with no proof, no witnesses.
Nothing that is on your side.
I can pull strings,
I can work magic,
but I need something.
- You're supposed to be
the best lawyer, Vanessa.
- I am the best lawyer.
- You gotta get me outta here,
like what are you doing?
- Everything we ask you,
you do not remember,
you can't identify anybody
on this list can you?
- This shit don't work.
I'm innocent!
- And I believe you.
I need help to prove that.
Do you know anyone that
Brandon was associated with
that could possibly
had any motive?
- No.
- I need you to think,
Camille, help me here.
- Isaac, Urban, I don't know.
- They've got alibis that
clear them from the scene.
I need someone else.
Anyone else.
Give me anyone.
- Brandon's dead.
Why is he even involved anymore?
He's dead.
- I need names.
- What can he do
to help my case?
I don't understand.
- [Vanessa] I need a name.
- I told you everything I know.
(inmates chattering)
- Don't worry about her.
Watch her, but don't
worry about her.
- [Camille] I
remember this life.
I used to be in
all the magazines,
radio interviews, television
shows, and music videos.
Cherry Bomb was that bitch,
and I was everywhere.
- So Camille, we can do
all of this right now
to pay these bills,
and the rest we can
pay for next week.
- And then we got the
rest of this to play with.
- Uh-uh, this is
not no play money.
We need all this.
We gotta keep it all tight,
like wearin' the
same outfit one time.
- Like only wearin'
one wig one time?
- Actually, that's kind of good.
You know a $200 wig maybe
once or twice a week.
You know, when we can afford it.
- Okay.
And I guess this
going to have to go
towards savings for the house.
- That works.
- Okay.
(phone ringing)
Hello?
Yes, when?
Okay, you say 8:00 PM, right?
Okay, okay, okay.
We going to be there.
All right.
- Well, Camille, who was that?
- We just got invited
to Brandon Smith's house
for a mixer, girl.
- Oh, girl, 'cause I
can wear this dress.
- This dress?
- This dress.
- Okay.
That dress cute!
- And actually, you
know, Brandon can really
get us where we got to go.
'Cause he has all the gigs.
And plus, little
sister, I didn't see
no ring on his finger.
But he don't like you anyways.
- Ain't nobody want him.
(camille laughs joyfully)
- Well, little sister,
meet big sister.
Period.
- Let's get ready!
- Oh, Brandon, he
is just so fine.
Mmm, and chocolate.
(upbeat pop music)
- Hey, Camille, Porsha, glad
you ladies could make it.
Welcome, welcome.
Got a couple partners
I need to introduce
y'all to real fast.
Just follow me.
Hey, what's goin' on?
I got some ladies I want
to introduce you to.
Ladies, this is Henry Duckett.
He's a manager of the
rapper called Henrielle,
I know y'all heard of him.
- Oh, okay.
(joyful singing)
- This is that guy right here.
- How you doin'?
- I'm good.
- Nice to meet you.
How you doing?
Nice to meet you too.
- Over here, it's the king.
What's going on?
Got a couple ladies I
wanna introduce you to.
Ladies, this is Brandon Smith,
he's an executive
producer over at ASI.
He's the man, man.
- Oh yeah, I'm the man.
Okay well, it's nice to
meet the both of you ladies.
- Nice to meet you
too, Mr. Smith.
- Brandon, you both
can call me Brandon.
- You know, B, these
two ladies right here
gonna be the next
best thing, bro.
- Camille and Porsha, huh?
Camille, this going
to sound crazy, right,
but you remind me so much
of my little sister, Amber.
Same height, same build.
Hell, y'all even got the
same beautiful smile.
- Well thank you, Brandon.
- My man.
Ladies, look,
follow me real fast.
I got a couple more people I
wanna introduce y'all to, okay?
Come on.
- It was nice meeting you.
- Bye, Brandon.
(upbeat pop music)
Slim thick
Slim
Yeah
I'm a bad bitch slim
thick, thick, thick
Red bottoms on the heel
with the red lipstick
I'm a bad bitch slim
thick, thick, thick
Straight flexin' on the gram
Make the other hoes sick
Hey
- Bitch, we made it.
- Girl, finally.
(people chattering)
- Stuck up faces,
but I'm just sayin'.
Oh, I just... I don't know.
- Okay.
They got the black
marker everywhere.
- Oh. Okay.
(people chattering)
- I gotta make sure I look good.
Okay.
(people chattering)
My butt lookin' good.
- Fat, okay.
- All right.
- Ladies.
I'm so glad the both
of you could make it.
- Well, thank you for
inviting us Brandon.
- Thanks for inviting us.
- Well, I've been
everybody about you.
- Hey, what's good, what's good?
This gotta be the ladies
you was tellin' me about.
- Yes, it is.
- Well hello, hello, I'm Isaac.
- Porsha.
- Nice to meet the both of you.
- Camille.
- And I hope to work
with you real soon.
- Oh, I definitely ain't
lettin' these two go, bro.
They stayin' with us.
Y'all ladies ready to eat?
- Hell yeah.
- Hold on, hold on.
Camille, you mind
if I speak with you
in private for a moment?
- I mean, go ahead girl.
I'll be right here.
- Okay.
- Brandon, you going
to talk to me right?
- Yeah, of course.
- Okay.
- Make yourself at home.
I'm gonna go grab
you a drink, okay?
- Okay.
Oh, Porsha, get your
shit together girl.
He's fine, dark, and handsome.
And that beard I just, woo girl.
Get your shit together.
- Watch your step,
watch your step.
Woo, it's a little
chilly out here.
You want me to grab my coat?
I can do that no problem.
- No, it's okay.
- Okay. You sure?
- It's fine, Isaac.
- Okay. Okay.
- So, what did you want to
talk to me about in private?
- You see, this
industry can be crazy.
Fast and crazy.
- What do you mean?
- I learned if I see
something I like,
I need to jump on it full speed.
- What you see?
- You.
(Isaac chuckles joyfully)
I mean, that's just...
- [Party Bystander] Mister,
I think they're
ready for dinner.
- Thank you.
That's cool?
- I guess I could
sit next to you.
- All right, let's go.
I do
Yeah
I promise to give
it all to you
I'm lovin' on you
without a clue
Just stay right here
I want you near me
Lovin' on you it
ain't the same
It grows for you every day
Just be my peace
And be my tease
I want you
I need you
I breathe you
I wanna feel you
I'm excited
I'm so excited
So invite me in
Just lay your hands on me baby
And love on me
like you're crazy
I satisfy your every need
Don't run away from me baby
My lovin' I give ain't lazy
- [Camille] Over
the next few weeks,
me and Isaac was
stuck like glue.
He treated me like
the queen I was.
And he motivated me to do
more and more model gigs.
It was like a dream come true.
But all dreams don't last
forever with secret agendas.
(door banging)
(door knocking)
Ike, somebody at the door.
- Get it.
It's probably just the
UPS man or somethin'.
- You ain't doin' shit.
- What the fuck you say?
(door banging)
- Damn, UPS doin' their job.
Can I help you?
Wow, wait, who is you?
- Where's Isaac?
- He a little busy right now.
- Busy?
- Yeah.
- You Amber, right?
- No, I am not Amber.
- You ain't gotta lie.
- Who are you again?
- Who am I?
Who am I?
You know what, you right.
- Right about what?
- That you aren't Amber.
- Duh, I just told you that.
- Anyways, tell Isaac
Lala's lookin' for him.
And I want my money, all of it.
- Good luck.
- I will be back.
(door slamming forcefully)
- Who was at the door?
- Lala.
- Lala?
- Yeah, and she said
you owe her some money.
And she wants all of it.
- I don't owe her nothin'.
Baby, you look mad.
- I'm pissed off,
I'm about to go home.
- Why you about to go home?
Did that bitch tell
you somethin' else?
'Cause it ain't even
like that, on God.
- Get out of my way, Isaac.
- At least let me
drive you home.
- I already called
an Uber, it's okay.
- You sayin' it's okay but
you mad about to leave me.
The fuck wrong with you, huh?
That bitch don't
mean shit to me.
- Why me Isaac?
Is it because I look like Amber?
- Oh, so she told
you about Amber?
You know what?
You do remind me of Amber,
and we did fuck a little bit.
But she wasn't my
girlfriend, so what?
- Well thanks for
your honestly, Isaac.
I guess I'm your look
alike fool around side hoe.
- Baby, it's not like that.
You're Camille,
you're beautiful.
I'm attracted to you.
I'm in love with you, girl.
- Get out my way.
- Tell me you not
feelin' me and I'll move.
Give me a kiss.
Sittin' back
thinkin' about you
Wonderin' what I'm gonna do
- Come here.
This right here is all mine.
- Mm-hmm. Oh.
Said that you
wouldn't do this to me
Said that you would
be my everything
You lied, you lied, you lied.
You lied, you lied, you lied
- [Isaac] Shit.
(dryer banging)
(camille moaning pleasurably)
- [Camille] That
was the first sign
I should have left Isaac alone.
But in that moment, I totally
regarded the present issues
and just wanted his
comfort to please me.
(inmates chattering)
- He's so damn aggravating.
Hey, yo, Camille, heads-up,
the CO's doin' another
random search in the morning.
- Damn, they still on that?
- Every day.
- I ain't got shit to hide,
it's just gettin' up
that fuckin' early, man.
- Oh girl, we all be
flightin' in here.
If you ever need
somethin', let me know.
You need a little motivation,
little pick me up.
- Nah, I'm cool.
- Well, if you want
an orange, I got you.
- See, now that I'll take.
- Catch you later.
(inmates chattering)
- [Solid] You gonna
let me fuck you.
- [Camille] You ain't
never gonna get this.
My lawyer needs to hurry
up and get me out of here.
As for flightin' I
know all about that.
I pop a few pills at parties,
and on set just to survive.
I gotta stay strong in
here, ready and alert.
- I love it.
Let me have you
right here please.
Come here baby girl,
you look awesome.
I love the glitter.
- Thank you.
- Disco war ball right here.
Let me see that.
I love it.
Okay, come here
baby I'm lovin' it.
Oh, I'm lovin' the wrap dress.
Right here baby.
I need to be able to see you.
Give me that.
I love it.
Hey baby, how you doin' tonight?
I love the hair.
Come here, right here for me.
I'm gettin' all kind of
zebra vibes from that.
Okay, I love that hair.
Come here, oh, dang.
You is extra juicy, oh my God.
All right, I need
you right here.
I need to see all that
thickness baby girl, right here.
And give me that party love.
You gotta give me that baby.
- Let's go, oh, oh, oh.
- Let me have you right
here next to Ms. Sky,
because that red dress is
gonna make this thing pop.
Don't be nervous.
Don't be nervous,
you look good girl.
All right, y'all, about
to go get Sky, okay?
- Hey girl.
(joyful chattering)
It's about to get lit.
So we gonna have
a girl's night
And we gonna get wasted
If he keep blowin'
your phone up
Send him to the dial
tone, no explanation
So we gonna have
a girl's night
And we gonna get wasted
If he keep blowin'
your phone up
Send him to the dial
tone, no explanation
No explanation
This gonna be a girl's
night to remember
Callin' all my girls I
ain't seen in forever
He said where you goin'
I said let me
check the weather
I'll be gone 'til November
No, I ain't got no
time for explanation
'Cause I ain't really trip
When you was out
with the basics
I already told you, you
ain't ready for the races
Is that my favorite drink
Hell yeah, bring that case in
'Cause we gonna pop
these bottles just
to start the party
Then we hit the club
walkin' like some models
Then we hit the bar
just to drink some more
Now it's time to head
to the dance floor
'Cause I got Quavo in my cup
And all these
fellas lookin' good
And if I blame
it on the alcohol
It ain't gonna be good
Said we gonna have
a girl's night
And we gonna get wasted
If he keep blowin'
your phone up
Send him to the dial
tone, no explanation
Said we gonna have
a girl's night
- Oh, girl, there you brother.
- I see.
- Oh girl, we gonna get it.
It's gonna be a cute page.
Now it's time to take
another bathroom break
Got to check my makeup
and my lips on straight
My girl's snappin' pictures
postin' to the gram
Damn, now my man
gonna know where I am
Time to change locations
You know that man crazy
He probably already on
his way with Jay and them
Come on, we gotta go
and hit the next spot
Damn, it's too late
There he go with
that flash car
Been around the room, yeah
I can't find my baby
I don't know and
I don't know why
Why she's gone away
And I don't know
where she can be
But that's my baby
And I'm gonna find her
Said we gonna have
a girl's night
And we gonna get wasted
If he keep blowin'
your phone up
Send him to the dial
tone, no explanation
Said we gonna have
a girl's night
And we gonna get wasted
If he keep blowin'
your phone up
Send him to the dial
tone, no explanation
- That was great, that's a wrap.
(girls celebrating joyfully)
- Y'all did that, woo!
- Love it.
Ms. Sky.
- Thank you, thank you.
It's always nice
workin' with you.
(joyful chattering)
- Girl, do you see
Brandon over there?
- Mm-hmm, I see him.
- Oh girl, he so fine.
- I know you see his wife.
- Girl, I see her ass.
What the hell he
brought her for?
- I don't know why she came.
- Look at Isaac
lookin' at you girl.
(joyful chattering)
- How's my hair?
- Girl, you look good.
You good, you good.
(joyful applause)
- Mmm, baby.
You did so good.
You look delicious.
Give me a kiss.
Mmm.
- Camille, you look gorgeous.
- Thank you, Brandon.
- That red, it reminds
me of a cherry bomb.
- Cherry bomb?
- [Brandon] Yeah.
- [Camille] I like that.
- A cherry bomb, I like it.
From now on, we gonna
call you Cherry Bomb.
- Hey now, that's
my Cherry Bomb.
You better watch out.
(joyful chattering)
Baby, I hope you
not about to change,
'cause we can go to lunch
just the way you are.
- Really think so?
- Hell yes.
- Think this is lunch attire?
- Babe, let's go.
- Okay, Brandon, you'll
keep me company right?
- Oh, of course.
Here, let's go grab some drinks.
- Okay.
- [Brandon] You lead the way.
- I'm sorry, who is this?
- I have several dresses
I'd like to show you today.
Not sure how you
feel about this one.
- This one's okay.
It has too many patterns on it.
- Okay, all right,
I can understand.
I have another one
I'd love to show you.
A little more vibrant in color.
- Okay, this one is kinda cute.
I mean I could wear
this to the bar.
- Okay, all right.
- A little wine color, yeah.
- Okay.
- I have one more selection
I'd love for you
to take a look at.
- Okay.
- This one.
- Oh, this.
This one.
This one is nice.
- I can tell you like this one.
- Yeah.
- Okay, let's take a look
and see what it could
possibly look like on you.
Oh, yes.
That looks amazing
against your body.
- I know.
This is definitely the one.
- That one is
screaming Cherry Bomb.
- Yes.
- Okay.
So you think this is it?
- Yeah.
This one is definitely
givin' Cherry Bomb.
- I agree, great choice.
- Yeah.
- Okay, let's do it.
- This is the one.
- Y'all got the plan?
- Yep, so we want me
to distract the CO-
- Lower your fuckin'
voice, Imani.
- So, you want me
to distract the CO
while you rush in the
room and hold her down.
- That's the plan.
- So what do I get
out for helpin' y'all,
and why are you so excited Ax?
- I mean, because
if Solid wants her,
I'm gonna make sure
Solid gets her.
- I'm motherfuckin' Brody.
You're scared ass.
- So all you gotta fuckin' do
is distract this CO like
you always been doin'.
You not new to this shit.
And I'm gonna make sure my
brother at the toy store,
make sure your kids
got a good Christmas.
- [Imani] You promise?
- You got my word.
I'm gonna make sure he drop
them toys off like Santa Claus.
(imani laughing joyfully)
- Bet.
(upbeat rap music)
- Look at you,
what are you doin'?
- We just got here,
what you talkin' about?
Why you tryin' to leave?
- So you doin' drugs now?
- I popped one pill, Porsha.
We do it all the time on set.
- No, you and Pumpkin
may do that shit,
but I don't do that.
- Maybe you need
one to loosen up,
because you actin' like a
Debbie Downer right now.
- Look at you, Camille,
you forgettin' about
what we doin' this for.
For the money, our goals.
You forgot about the goal?
- Oh baby, my eyes is
on the prize, okay?
You are just jealous.
Why you actin' like that?
- Bitch, jealous of what?
- Let's be real, Porsha,
you know I make
more money than you.
And you wanted Brandon,
and that got turned down when
you found out he was married.
Yeah, I knew the whole time.
- Hmm, you know all of that.
- Mm-hmm. Let me get
Pumpkin to get you a pill.
Hey Pumpkin, a pill.
- Don't call that bitch.
- You need to chill out.
You need to take one of these.
- You know what, Camille, I
should beat your ass right now.
But you so fucked up, you
probably won't even feel it.
- I sure won't because I'm high
as a motherfucking
kite right now.
I'm high, I won't
feel shit that you do.
- You know what, bitch,
I'm done with you.
Make the money.
- Don't let it make you.
Bye!
We about to turn up.
Bitches tell you how they
feel when they get mad.
I was born alone, and
I'm gonna die alone.
At least I still got my Isaac.
(camille moaning pleasurably)
- Isaac baby, I'm home!
(camille moaning pleasurably)
- Uh-uh, what the fuck?
- [Isaac] Oh, shit.
Camille, Camille, I'm sorry.
- That's that same Lala bitch.
- Camille.
- Let me go.
- Camille, I've been
tryin' to let your ass know
that I wanna break up.
- Why, Isaac?
What the fuck did I do to you?
- Nothin', I just don't
wanna be with you no more.
Let's go.
- So you wanna leave me for her?
- Excuse me, Cherry Bomb,
it's always been me.
- You ain't gettin'
none of that.
- I just don't wanna
be with you no more.
All right?
And you not going to
fuckin' touch her.
She pregnant with my baby.
Now get the fuck out my house.
- [Camille] Oh, okay, y'all
two deserve each other.
- Got one of them
desperate hoes.
- You good baby?
You all right?
- I'm good.
- Nobody worried about
that bitter ass bitch.
You good, all right?
- You got that for me?
- Oh, you know I got you.
I already know
what you came for.
(pills rattling)
- Thank you, Pumpkin girl,
you always lookin' out.
- No, thank you.
You know I got you,
whatever you need.
But I just got a
crazy text message,
I got to go handle this.
But if you need to
chill here, you can.
Whatever you need, all right?
- All right.
- Hey, girl, are
you Cherry Bomb?
- Yeah.
- How are you doin' today?
- I'm doin' good.
Who are you?
- Oh, I'm Bubbles.
I'm a video girl like you.
Actually, I wanna
be just like you.
- You come here all the time?
- No, not too much.
But I do get my
stash from Pumpkin
'cause she got the loudest.
- I'm the loudest, okay girl.
- Okay.
Aren't you Isaac's girlfriend?
I've seen you guys
around a lot together.
- No, no.
I cut that off, I
been cut that off.
- Oh no, what happened?
- He cheated on me with
some random ass bitch.
- You want me to
beat him up, girl?
- Girl, yeah, fuck his
motherfucking ass up.
(bubbles laughing)
Okay?
Do you take these?
- I do.
- Here.
- You take two first.
- Take two?
- Yeah.
- Oh, okay.
You like to party I see.
Bubbles was a chick
that motivated me
to stand up for myself
and get revenge.
She convinced me to
break into his shit
while he was sleepin'.
We had a crazy ass plan.
(dramatic music)
I don't trust nobody bitch
Fuck you
Bad as fuck
I don't trust nobody bitch
Fuck you
Mad as fuck
You talkin' but
you sound retarded
Anything you say be cappin'
Got you losin' head
Lookin' like a lead
Are you really mad that
my pockets are fatter
Got your daddy goin'
crazy over Ms. Berry baby
Let me go ahead
and sip on this tea
'Cause she gettin'
a little shady
Yeah, bitches always
runnin' their trap
Talkin' about things
spinnin' me on the pillow
Play with them
balls, middle finger
Fuck ass nigga, shakin'
my head a fuck ass nigga
Bitch did you think I was
gonna let you get away
Thought I made it clear
I said it to your face
Don't bring your shit to me
Yeah I'm a pretty lady
- There you go. Mm-hmm.
Bon Apptit.
- Eat up, dog.
(bubbles imitates dog barking)
- Wait, wait, wait,
let's put it in a bowl.
(sticky noise)
- Oh shit.
Oh, fuck.
(stomach grumbling)
- Oh!
(stomach grumbling)
(dramatic music)
- What the fuck?
That bitch!
(dramatic music)
We just gettin' started
We just wanna know
Never let a hard
time humble us
Ain't no holdin' us down
They see that it's that time
- Hey, Isaac.
- Hey, Felicia.
Girl, when you gonna
let me take you out?
- Boy.
- Stop playin'.
The mornin' I had was horrible.
Don't you feel bad for me?
- Not really.
- I had to take two
showers this mornin',
so don't play me
like I'm not fresh.
- What the hell is
that you're eating?
- You don't know
nothin' about this.
- Looks like dog shit.
Ew gross, it's dog food.
Gross, ew!
Ew, I can't believe that.
- I'm glad my mom and sister
didn't seem to give up on me.
Behind these walls
can get pretty lonely.
- Hey girl, it's good
to see you again.
You know, me and mama were
able to get you a care package.
Has your favorite magazines,
snacks, hygiene products.
I hope you like it, girl.
- Thanks y'all, I
really appreciate that.
- And baby, that new
lawyer Ms. Green,
I think we got
ourselves a good one.
She gonna know what she doin'.
That other guy you had,
he ain't worth a damn.
But Ms. White, she
gonna get us outta here.
I'm excited about it.
I'm so excited.
- Yeah, we gonna see.
She walkin' in with
new Chanel bags,
and new purses, and new
wigs, and lace flat laid,
and edges is done.
- [Mom] Oh baby, don't worry.
- She better get me out of here.
- [Mom] She gonna get you out.
Got sent Ms. White to us.
What you think, baby?
You ready to see your
sister come home?
- Yeah.
- I'm ready.
- I really appreciate
y'all for real.
- Absolutely.
- You're always
lookin' out for me.
- Always, baby.
(calm music)
If you're ready to leave
Baby leave no doubt
'Cause he's ready to change
- I don't know what the
fuck Isaac was thinkin'.
I mean, I thought he was tyrin'
to keep it real with you.
Camille, men like Isaac,
they tend to want the
best of both worlds.
And sometimes they
end up breakin'
more than just hearts, you know?
- Did you know he was
still sleepin' with Lala?
- No, of course...
Like I told you before,
I thought he was tryin'
to do right by you.
I mean it's hard enough for me
to keep intact my
own relationship,
and I'm the happily married one.
- You happy over there Brandon?
- I mean, yeah.
Simone gets on my
nerves sometimes,
I mean she nags,
she even cries sometimes,
but nothin' I can't handle.
I really just can't believe
it's been five long years.
You know we tryin' to
have a baby, right?
- I'm gonna be an auntie?
- Oh, don't count
your blessings yet.
I said trying to have a baby.
And if it happens,
it just happens.
- Can I ask you somethin'?
- Of course you
can, you my sister.
You can ask me anything.
What's the question?
- You always say
I resemble Amber.
How come I haven't met her yet?
- Amber died, Camille.
- I'm so sorry I asked that.
I'm so sorry.
Sorry I brought that up.
- No, it's okay.
She had cancer.
She had a long fought battle,
but she even beat it
twice before a relapse.
Her and my mom were two of the
strongest souls I ever known.
They were like angels here
on Earth before they died.
- Aw, that's so sweet.
I'm glad you shared that with
me, 'cause you didn't have to.
- Yeah, hey I got an idea.
Why don't you come
over to the house,
and let me make
somethin' for you.
- What?
- It's a surprise.
I just wanna cook up somethin'.
I wanna see if you and Amber
got the same taste buds.
- Okay, let's do it.
- Yeah?
- Yeah, I trust you.
- Okay, all right, cool.
It's freezing out here.
- Mm-hmm.
Nippy.
So you guys do...
(dramatic music)
(dishes rattling)
- [Bubbles] Lookin'
for somehin'?
- [Brandon] What the
fuck you want, man?
- [Bubbles] Open up the safe.
- [Brandon] There ain't
shit in my safe for you.
- [Bubbles] Nigga, I'm
not gonna ask you again.
Sit the fuck on the bed.
- [Brandon] You ain't got to
talk to my baby like that.
- [Bubbles] Shut the fuck up.
Push me over in two.
- [Brandon] You can
get all this cash,
you ain't gettin'
the ring though.
- [Bubbles] Give me
that fuckin' ring.
- [Brandon] All right,
you got my shit,
now get the fuck out.
(bag rattling)
- This should keep me up
if the food is good
like I want it to be.
- And dinner is served.
So you just chill here, make
yourself at home, all right?
- Okay.
- I'm gonna go grab
us some drinks.
- Where's your wife?
- Simone?
- Yeah.
- Simone's out of
town on business.
You know she's gonna
close this big deal.
I'm gonna go pick her up
from the airport in the mornin'.
- Well, congratulations to her.
- That's my baby.
- That's it.
- Close your eyes.
- Okay.
- They closed?
- Yep.
Come on, they closed.
It smells good, Brandon.
- Oh, yeah.
Open them.
- Pasta?
You made pasta, Brandon?
- Not just any pasta,
Camille, try it.
Go ahead, try it.
- Okay.
- Hang on, big mama, chill.
You gotta give yourself time
to taste the mystery
ingredients first.
- I know, my bad.
I'm over here eating
like a pig, it's so good.
- No it's good, it looks good.
- It really is.
- Hey listen, let's just
enjoy this together.
Let's make a toast.
- What are we toastin' to?
- To ASI.
- To ASI.
- Bigger rims, bigger
necklaces, and bigger watches.
- I know that's right.
(camille gags)
- Get you bad huh?
- Oh, what's this?
They keep talkin' about
the same sugar babies.
- [Brandon] Yeah, have you
ever seen this movie Central?
- [Camille] Mm-hmm,
this my favorite one,
one of my favorites.
It's one of my favorites.
- Get in your feelings,
that's some irony they built.
- Mm-hmm.
- This is one of my
favorite ones too.
- My favorite favorite
one is Miller's Father.
- Oh, we gotta check
that one out next too.
Okay.
- You seen Treasure Box?
- Yeah, plenty of times.
Seem Treasure Box at
least eight times.
- Mm-hmm.
- Want another drink?
- Sure.
Well, we just need to...
might be a little soon.
- Okay.
(calm music)
- Camille, what the fuck
happened last night?
- Oh my God, Brandon.
This is wrong.
This wasn't supposed to happen.
- Wait hold on, the pasta,
the liquor, the movie.
Shit, I think we had too
much fun last night, Camille.
- Oh my God, I feel
so embarrassed.
- No, no, no, I'm the one
who should be embarrassed.
I mean, I'm married.
I mean I'm happily married.
I swear to God, this
is the first time
I ever cheated on Simone.
I'm sorry.
- It's okay, Brandon.
We both were wrong.
I forgive you.
- No, it's cool.
You know what?
This right here, it's gonna
be all a secret, okay?
Okay.
I'm gonna get myself cleaned up,
and go to the studio for a bit.
You can let yourself out.
You should come to
the club tonight.
- I'll think about it.
(camille sighs deeply)
Nothin' like this
love I'm givin'
I'm yours and that's for sure
Baby don't you waste my time
(bubbles yawns)
- So, you fucked your brother.
- I mean, we ain't blood,
but he is like my brother.
- And he's married?
- I know.
Them pills be gettin'
me too loose sometimes.
(bubbles laughing)
And on top of that,
drinkin' that liquor.
It was a bad combination.
(bubbles laughing)
I needed a friend
after Isaac though.
- But you got me, friend.
- Bubbles, you cool, but I
need some dick in my life too.
- I guess.
When's your next gig friend?
- It's tomorrow, girl.
I can't wait, I'm too excited.
- Yes!
- I haven't had a gig in so
long, it's gonna be dope.
- I know, yes.
- [Camille] Since I met Bubbles,
she always have my back.
I thank God for
friends like her.
Bubbles?
- Why you so sad, friend?
- Isaac broke up with me.
But only after I caught
him with that Lala bitch.
- Fuck him!
How can he do this to us?
But don't worry, I have
somethin' that'll make you feel
10 times better, and
forget all about that.
Looky, looky friend.
Besides, I know a place where
we can find way better niggas
that's gonna treat you
the way you deserve.
- It wouldn't hurt to go out.
- Exactly.
He's not treating you the
way you need to be treated.
You're Cherry Bomb.
- And that's why you
my bitch, Bubbles.
(bubbles laughing)
- You ready?
- Let's go.
- Okay.
Pick a side
Let's go
- See girl, I told you
I'd get that for you.
Wa-la!
Anyways, fuck that nigga Isaac.
There's plenty of other
niggas in this club
about 10 times better than him,
and will treat you
better as well.
- I told you I
wasn't interested.
- Stop being so scaredy.
Matter of fact, here go my
fine ass hoe right there.
Hey, D, come out here and
meet my girl Cherry Bomb.
- Okay, hey, I know you.
Nice to finally meet you.
- Nice to meet you too.
- Heard a lot about you.
Come with me.
(upbeat rap music)
- He said he wanna kick it
with both of us tonight.
Come on, girl, 'cause I
think he got some bread.
- Oh.
(upbeat rap music)
- So, welcome to
my magical room,
where all the magic goes down.
(upbeat rap music)
- Somethin' don't feel right.
(terrified screaming)
Oh my God, what do I do?
(dramatic music)
(soft sobbing)
Oh, what do I do?
(door knocking)
(camille sniffles)
- You have herpes.
And you need to let all your
past and present partners
be aware of it as
soon as possible.
- Yes, ma'am.
(somber music)
- The doctor said I got herpes.
- Damn girl, you gotta be more
careful who you sleep with.
Oh my gosh.
- I know that.
I'm tellin' you because
I think you got it too.
- What? I don't have no herpes.
Are you shittin' me?
- We both slept
with him, and if we-
- And like I said,
I don't have herpes.
Girl, you trippin'.
- Anyways girl, like
we need to get ready
for this job and
everything like that,
so you know what I'm sayin',
I don't even know
what is goin' on.
But we gonna have
a good time today,
because you know your
best friend is here.
And I'm gonna keep it
real with you, okay?
- [Camille] If she wants
to deny it, so will I.
It's a secret.
I guess my personal secret.
(machine beeping)
(door knocking)
- Ms. Smith, how are you?
- Hi, Ms. Graham.
- So what brings you in today?
- I'm tryin' to see
if I'm pregnant.
- Okay, your labs
already came in.
Are you excited?
- Yes.
Me and my husband, we have
really been tryin' hard
to have us a little one.
- Well, I pray for good news.
The doctor will be right in.
- All right, thank you.
(door knocking)
- [Dr. Martin] Hey, Ms. Smith.
- Hey, Dr. Martin, how are you?
- [Dr. Martin] I'm
good, and yourself?
- I'm doing fine, thank you.
- Good, good.
Okay, well I have some good
news and I have some bad news.
- I'm pregnant?
- First I have a question.
- What's the
question, Dr. Martin?
- Are you aware that
you have herpes?
(dramatic music)
- I wasn't sure
what was goin' on.
I've only had sex with my
husband for five years.
- Well, you and your husband
are going to have to
have a long talk tonight.
The good thing is you still
can have a healthy pregnancy.
For most people having the
herpes virus during pregnancy,
it doesn't affect the
pregnancy, the child birth,
or the fetal health, okay?
For those who get the virus
in the final trimester,
now the virus passes
onto the fetuses,
say about 30, 50
out of 100 births.
And for that reason, the doctors
they recommend a c-section.
And that's just to cut down
on the risks of infection.
So that part there,
that's the good news.
- I might not have a
husband after tonight.
- I hear that.
- Looks good.
No, don't get that one.
Yeah, get that one.
Oh, get one of those.
- We about to have fun tonight.
We all gonna pop some pills,
get some drinks.
- Anything to get
over Isaac ass, shit.
These niggas be such dogs.
(bubbles imitates dog barking)
- You stupid.
(bubbles laughing)
(phone ringing)
- These gonna be
some good snacks.
- Business calls.
- Oh, girl.
- We might have a gig tonight.
- Okay, yes.
- Hey, B.
Hold on, hold on, let
me pay for my stuff.
- Here's your change.
- Thank you.
What?
- Camille, Camille, you
gave me fuckin' herpes.
- What are you talkin' about?
- Simone went to the doctor,
now she has that shit.
- What does that
have to do with me?
- Camille, you the only one
I fucked besides my wife.
You gave that shit to
me, and now she's got it.
- I don't have that.
- Camille, you can
play dumb all you want,
but when I see your ass
I'm gonna kill your ass.
Do you hear me?
I'm gonna kill your ass.
(dramatic music)
- You heard what he said.
He's gonna fuckin'
kill you, bro.
- What am I gonna do?
- You gotta kill him first.
- No Bubbles, I can't do
that, Brandon is my brother.
- Damn that, Camille, that's
not your real fuckin' brother.
And like these niggas say,
it's just business, okay?
You got to get him
before he gets you.
- I gotta talk to him.
- Talk to him and say what?
"Sorry I burned you, can
we still be friends?"
That's not gonna work, bro.
Not this time.
Matter of fact, do you
still have your gun?
(dramatic music)
Either it's gonna be you,
or it's gonna be him.
So what's it gonna
be, you or him?
- It's gonna be him.
For sure.
(dramatic music)
- That's right, and we
gonna get his ass tonight.
(dramatic music)
There he go right there, girly.
We gonna wait 15 minutes,
then we gonna go in there
and surprise his ass.
- I don't think I
can do this, Bubbles.
- Stop actin' like a
punk bitch, Camille.
- Damn, why I gotta be all that?
- 'Cause that's how you actin'.
This man threatened your life.
(dramatic music)
Look, I know you're scared,
and we could really
leave right now.
But when you think about it,
if you don't catch him now
he gonna get you later.
- Damn, Bubbles.
Okay, but we just goin' in
there to talk to him, okay?
- Talk?
- Please just talk to him.
- Okay.
Well promise me this, we still
gonna take the guns with us,
and you better be ready to
shoot this motherfucker.
- I promise.
(dramatic music)
- Simone, baby, I
didn't mean to hurt you.
- So who did you sleep with?
- Come on, Simone, baby,
that's besides the point.
This was a one time thing, baby.
I promise it's never
gonna happen again.
- It's not that easy, Brandon.
You hurt me.
Not only mentally, but
physically as well.
Thank God I can
still have children,
but this disease Brandon,
I have to carry
with me for forever.
- I know, baby, hold on.
- Shut the fuck up and listen.
You wanna be the head,
you wanna be the lead?
You bein' the head and
you bein' in the lead,
what do I get? Huh?
A non-curable disease
that I have to live with
for the rest of my life
with our without you.
How could you?
- With me, Simone, what
are you talking about baby?
I'm not goin' nowhere.
I mean, I'm not leavin' you.
Look, I make a mistake baby.
But you still my wife
until death do us part.
(dramatic music)
- I loved you, Brandon.
- You mean you love me, Simone.
- This is how I
want to remember us.
(gun shot ringing)
- You ready to do this?
- Come on, let's go.
(dramatic music)
All right, Bubbles, we just
gonna talk to him, okay?
- Oh, we're gonna talk
to him all right, friend.
- Put the damn gun down.
We're just gonna go talk to him.
That's it.
- I promise.
(dramatic music)
- Brandon?
(gunshot ringing)
- Bubbles, no.
- She was gonna
kill you, friend.
- [Camille] Since
I've been here,
that's all I can
remember from that night.
Bubbles shot Simone.
Brandon was already
laying on the ground.
I didn't shoot him,
and I didn't shoot her.
Like I said, I'm innocent.
- Ms. Francis?
Random search.
- What's goin' on
with the lights?
Y'all didn't pay the
light bill or somethin'?
- Fuck they got goin' on now?
(inmates chattering)
- Stick to the plan.
- What the fuck's going
on with these lights?
- You know this
cheap ass shit, man.
- You fuckin' serious, man?
I mean we supposed to
work in these conditions?
What's up with this shit?
- I don't know, bro, but
they keep underpayin' me,
I'm gonna let one
of these hoes go.
- You know man, the
taxes that come out
of our check every week are
supposed to pay for this shit.
- Exactly.
- Really? I can't work
under these conditions.
What the fuck's the problem?
- Sick of this shit, man.
- Fuck.
All right, ladies, that
concludes our search.
Now everybody back
to your cells.
- Hey, you, lookin'
so strong and swollen.
- Imani, stop playing with me.
- Who says I'm playin'?
- Look, I know you want me,
but no I got to keep my job.
- But just imagine
if we weren't here.
Just imagine the things
that I could do to you.
- Damn.
(inmates chattering)
(ax laughing)
- Girl, what's wrong with you?
These lights, they flicker
off, on and off all the time.
You'd think all this
money they get in here
they'd have enough
to pay the bills.
- Girl, I'm goin' to bed,
just let me know when
this shit over with.
- To bed?
- [Camille] Yeah.
- Lights off, it's
time to turn up.
- [Imani] What the fuck?
Somebody ain't pay
the light bill.
(inmates chattering)
- [Announcer] Lock down.
- [Camille] Get off me.
Get off me!
- [Solid] Listen
up, Cherry Bomb.
- [Camille] Get off of me!
- [Solid] Now I gotta
take this pussy.
- [Camille] Uh-uh, get
the fuck away from me!
No! Get off!
(camille screaming frantically)
- Yeah!
Woo!
You know what's up like that.
Ah, Cherry Bomb, Cherry Bomb.
(dramatic music)
(machines beeping)
(dramatic music)
- [Camille] I was
violated in here.
These bitches caught themself
holdin' me down and rapin' me.
Little do they know, I got
a little surprise for them.
They put all three of them
in the box for two weeks,
and givin' them more
time on their sentences.
What's more time
to a street rat?
I need to get out of here, now!
- Camille, I am so sorry
this happened to you.
- No, you ain't.
You ain't even doin' shit
to get me out of here.
- I am.
Two murder cases
being overturned,
that takes work and time.
Look, I need you to stay low
until I can get you in
front of a judge again.
- I gotta get out of here now!
Do I need to hire a new lawyer?
- You can.
Now whoever you hire is
gonna have to clean up
this big mess that you created.
- Well, I guess that's
what I'm gonna have to do
'cause you ain't doin'
enough cleanin' for me.
- Good luck finding someone else
to take care of this
dead-end of a case.
I did this for a favor.
I'm all you got.
- [Camille] A favor?
- Yes, actually, yes.
- With my money?
- You have no
proof on this case.
No one out there
would take this case.
- [Camille] But you did.
- Yeah, I'm tryin' to help you.
I actually believe in you.
But I mean, what's the point?
I'd much rather be home.
- Well, damn.
- Now you can cooperate
with me and stay low,
or I can walk out.
Up to you.
- Don't look like I'm walkin'
out of here any time soon.
- We'll see about that.
- Camille?
Camille?
Yo, are you ignorin' me?
Camille?
- [Camille] I
can't trust nobody.
I got to get out of here.
I feel like I'm
about to go crazy.
I'm innocent!
- Camille?
Cherry Bomb?
- Pumpkin?
- Yeah.
- Girl what you doin' here?
- Man, shit, I've been
back about a month now.
- It's good to see
somebody I know.
- Yeah, I heard them
hoes jumped you though.
You good?
- Yeah, I'll be all right.
- Yeah, well, you know me,
I'm here to save the day.
Listen, take one
today, one tomorrow,
forget everything, okay?
- You always comin'
through, Pumpkin.
- You know I got you, friend.
(upbeat music)
Hey
Oh, hey
Hey, hey
What a way to go
(upbeat pop music)
Oh, hey
(upbeat pop music)
I really do think
I be losin' my mind
I really do think
I be losin' my shit
- [Camille] The pills made
me forget about everything.
They made me feel free, and
they made all my pain disappear.
I felt I needed that.
Days was flyin' by fast.
I had thoughts maybe my lawyer
might come through soon.
This ain't the life I want.
Bubbles?
Oh my God, what you doin' here?
- Camille, I haven't
seen you in so long!
- Girl, I know you
not my new roommate.
- It looks like it.
- Anyways, Bubbles, I'm in here
for what happened that night
with Brandon and his wife.
But you here now, so
you can help me get out.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I can do that.
Besides, it was an accident.
We didn't go there
to kill nobody.
But kinda keep it a little low,
if people find out
that we're friends,
they won't let us be
roommates anymore.
- Bubbles, I'm not tryin'
to be here at all, okay?
I'm tryin' to get out of here.
They got me for two murders.
- I know, I know.
Let me talk to my
lawyer tomorrow,
have him look at the case,
and see what he can do, okay?
- All right, Bubbles.
But there's somethin'
I ain't asked you.
- What that?
- What's your real name?
(bubbles laughing maniacally)
- Camille, friend, we've
been friends for too long
for you to not know my name.
- I never asked you.
- Well my name is Amber.
- Amber?
Amber?
What the fuck she mean Amber?
Yes, it was two of us, okay?
We both went to go
talk to Brandon.
- Okay, so you and a
friend went with guns
to talk to Brandon
Smith and his wife?
- We didn't even know
his wife was there.
- So you are agreeing
that you and a friend
with with guns to
talk to Mr. Smith?
- It was only for protection.
He threatened my
life, detective, mine.
- So bein' that
he threatened you,
you went over there with a gun?
Right?
- We didn't shoot nobody, okay?
That's the only thing.
We did not shoot anybody.
Yes, we went with guns, okay?
- Camille, who did?
- It was me and Bubbles.
She accidentally shot Ms. Smith.
I don't know what
happened, okay?
I wasn't all the way there.
- So in your statement, you
said that she shot first.
- That's exactly what happened.
- Okay.
Well, here's a photo
from the cameras.
(dramatic music)
We see Cherry Bomb, but
we don't see anyone else.
- I don't know,
but she was there.
Y'all tryin' to make it
seem like I went crazy,
but she was there, okay?
Bubbles she was there.
She was there the
night I seen Brandon!
- Okay, so we don't
know her real name,
or we don't know your friend.
So you say her name
Bubbles, right?
What's her real name?
What's her first name,
what's her last name?
- I never thought to
ask her that, okay?
- Okay.
So, we need to look
for your friend.
Can you at least give me
a first and last name?
'Cause this is gonna
get pinned on you.
You're facing 10 to life.
- I don't know.
All I know is her
name's Bubbles.
That's it, that's
all I can tell you.
- Well, you can go
back to your cell.
That's it.
(dramatic music)
- Camille?
Camille?
Guess who I got on the phone?
- Girl, how you get a
phone up in here anyways?
- You know I got my ways,
that's Melissa though.
- Hey, what's up?
- What's up, girl?
Glad to hear your voice.
I told you if you ever
needed anything to hit me up.
- I know, I know, I know.
Girl, quick, you
remember Bubbles?
- Bubbles? I don't
know no Bubbles.
- The girl that was with
me at the photo shoot.
- Again, I don't
know no Bubbles.
- She came with me
and she left with me.
- I don't remember
nobody bein' with you.
- It was four of us.
- No, it was three.
Me, my home girl Red, and you.
I don't forget shit.
- [Guard] Pumpkin?
- [Pumpkin] What?
- [Guard] You're
needed, let's go.
(inmates chattering)
Camille Francis, let's go.
- Why you bring me here?
- I told you I can
make anything happen.
- Yo?
- What's up Fatima?
- What's up with you?
You been ignorin' me
since this shit happened,
like I had somethin'
to do with it.
- This why you brought me here?
That's why?
- Yes, like look at
what all I had to do
just to talk to you.
- Look, I just been
tryin' to lay low, okay?
Countin' my days 'til
I get up outta here.
- Camille, layin' low?
Look at all of what I had
to do just to get to you.
Like we locked up, it's not
what you know it's who you know.
And in prison, who you know
means survival, Camille.
- I hear you, but
I'm about to go.
- What?
- Pumpkin, you got that for me?
- Got you.
- Pumpkin?
Camille?
- Let's go.
- Camille?
- You tried, that's
all you can do.
- Fuck!
- [Camille] If I
could just go back
to bein' where I first
started, free, happy.
- Yes, I love it.
Hold that for me.
Okay, give me them legs.
Give me that, oh, right.
Oh, you lookin' right.
Give me more.
Money, money.
That's what I'm talkin' about.
Oh, Cherry Bomb,
girl come on in here.
Come join, oh my God.
- Where do you want me?
- Hey guys, thank you.
Oh, that dress.
That's what I'm talkin' about.
We about to go with Cherry Bomb.
Hold that for me, hold it.
Hold that, hold that,
mmm, yes I love it.
I love it!
Okay, thank you ladies,
that was wonderful.
You did great.
- Camille?
- Melissa, girl that you?
- Girl, you look so good!
- I ain't seen you in forever.
- Girl, I know.
I hope you're not still
mad about that boy.
- Girl, that was in the past.
That's dead and gone now,
we moved forward, okay?
- Girl, that nigga
wasn't shit anyway.
- Ain't shit.
He sure wasn't shit, that's
why he ain't my nigga now.
- Right. Right.
But if you ever wanna hang,
or if you need anything,
just hit me up.
- I got you, boo.
Here let me give you my phone
so you can put your
number in there.
- Why?
- What you say girl?
- Huh?
- Oh, I thought
you said somethin'.
- Oh nothin', I was talkin'
to my friend about somethin'.
- All right, girl.
- I'll see you later.
- All right.
- Come on Bubbles,
let's just go.
- I'm sick and tired of
her actin' like that.
(dramatic music)
- Hey, boo.
- What's up girl?
- What you been up to?
- Nothin', stayin' flirtin'
with Officer Richardson.
- Girl, you probably done
throw that thing back.
- Girl, I threw it
all the way back.
I be doin' shit on purpose,
just so he can check me.
(laughing joyfully)
- Girl.
- For real, I swear that
my baby daddy, girl.
- In your mind, but it works.
- Yeah.
- Y'all look cute together.
- I know, I need to lose a
little weight, thick as hell.
- Girl, you just need
a little waist trainer.
(laughing joyfully)
Snatch that thing in,
you good, you good.
- I know it, for real.
- What up?
- School boots.
Solid, let me see your tongue.
- What you mean?
- Solid, let me see your tongue.
- Man, my shit been
swollen for a minute now.
What y'all tryin' to say?
- Man, this bitch burnt us.
- She sure did.
So that means we gonna get
her ass tonight, right?
- Hell yeah.
- I'm definitely with the shit.
- Bubbles, I'm so
happy you're here.
I finally got a true friend.
- Absolutely, friend.
We're gonna be in this together.
- I'm serious, Bubbles,
havin' a friend in here,
it just gives me hope.
- Mm-hmm.
Oh by the way, my lawyer
has some good news.
They supposed to be
hittin' me up tomorrow.
- Really?
- Yeah.
- Oh, that's dope!
Oh my god, I can't wait.
- What you got there, friend?
- Oh, these?
- Yeah.
- Just somethin' to make us
sleep a little better tonight.
- Oh, you know I like to party.
Same time?
- Mm-hmm.
- Mmm.
- We gonna sleep good tonight.
- Mm-hmm.
- Hopefully hear some
good news tomorrow.
- Definitely.
- [Camille] And in that moment,
even if we was locked up,
I had a feelin' everything
was gonna be all right.
And I can sleep good tonight
waitin' for the
good news tomorrow.
(dramatic music)
- [Solid] Bitch,
I'm gonna kill you.
- Kill me for what?
- Ah!
- Y'all held me down, I
didn't want none of y'all.
- You could have told us.
- What the fuck?
Y'all raped me!
(dramatic music)
Get off of me!
- Solid, you gonna
do it or what?
- Get off of me,
Bubbles, Bubbles wake up.
- Who the fuck is
you talkin' to?
- This bitch delusional.
- Bitch, ain't nobody there.
- Y'all don't see her?
Bubbles wake up!
- Solid, you gonna kill
this crazy bitch or what?
- [Camille] Get off of me!
- Solid, we went too far.
Solid, kill this bitch.
(eerie music)
- [Camille] Bubbles wasn't real.
She was just a part
of my imagination.
So this is my end, Camille
Francis, AKA, Cherry Bomb.
(dramatic music)
(eerie music)
- Camille Francis,
you have been sentenced...
...to 10 years to life...
...for the murder of Brandon
Smith and Simone Smith.
- No, no, no, I
didn't do anything!
I didn't do anything!
I'm innocent!
I didn't kill anybody.
You gotta do something.
- We will, not here.
(eerie music)
- [Guard] Ms. Francis,
you got a visitor.
- [Camille] Probably
wonderin' how I ended up here,
10 years to life for killin'
my best friend, and his wife.
I had to choose between my life,
or allowing somebody
to take mine.
So here I am, 10 years
to life behind bars.
I went from livin' the
dream to livin' a nightmare.
- Camille, I tried.
I really did.
- Yeah, all right.
- You're still saying
that you had help,
but there's no proof.
- Ms. White, Vanessa,
I told you, the judge,
the jury, the police,
that yes we went to
confront Brandon,
but I did not shoot him.
- [Vanessa] We went
over this 1,000 times.
- I did not shoot him!
- We went over this 1,000 times.
Cameras, photos, witnesses,
everything points at you.
Only you.
- You're my lawyer, Vanessa.
I done seen you set free major
drug dealers and killers.
Niggas you and I both
know was fuckin' guilty.
I'm not guilty.
I'm not guilty.
Like I said, I need you
to find my girl Bubbles.
- Find her where, Camille?
Where?
(dramatic music)
- Porsha, how you doing?
- I'm good.
- Who's your friend?
- Urban, this is Camille,
Camille this is Urban.
Urban takes photos for
the Socialite Gazette.
- [Camille] Hmm.
- Well damn, nice to
meet you Ms. Camille,
how you doin'?
- All right, thank you.
Nice to meet you too.
- Yes, ma'am, pleasure's mine.
(soft kissing noise)
Check this out.
You ladies can come
to my private street
collection any time
and I can snap
y'all up real quick.
- Oh, we'd love to.
- Yes, yes, yes.
- She's just a little shy.
But we both gonna
be callin' you.
- Look, ain't nothin'
to be scared of.
I won't bite, unless
you ask me to, okay?
You got my card, give me
a call when you ready.
All right, ladies.
- Have a good day.
- You too.
- Camille, what is your problem?
- Girl, I ain't never did
no shit like this before.
- You ain't never
took no photos?
- Not like this, Porsha.
- Look girl, he takes
the best photos, okay?
And I heard he pays
big bucks, $1,000.
And if they get published,
that's even more money.
Well your ass must like
working at the Waffle House.
- Now you know damn well
I don't like working
at Waffle House.
But I'll believe
it when I see it.
- So push them titties
up and let's go.
(heels clanking)
- [Camille] Porsha was right,
working for minimum
wage has been a struggle
since I moved to the East
Coast a few months ago.
What was the harm of us
taking some pictures?
(upbeat music)
(door squeaking)
- You sure this the right place?
- Yeah, girl, hold on before
we go in, do I look good?
- You know you look good.
Do I look good?
- Hell yeah, fine as fuck.
- Okay, period. That's
all I need to know.
- Period.
Let's go.
- Come on, let's go.
- Yo, Porsha, Camille,
y'all come on in.
Y'all grab a seat.
What's going on?
How y'all doing today?
- We're good.
- Appreciate y'all
coming through.
Hey look, before I shoot,
I always love to make a
toast to success, so yeah.
(Porsha whispering)
- Okay, if you say so.
- Look, by the way I got
another guest coming as well,
so I'm going to go ahead
and pour another drink.
- You payin' right?
- Of course. Of course.
You work, I pay,
that's how the game go.
- Sorry, we just ain't
never did this before.
- Okay. It's all good.
- The money?
- Oh, so y'all wanna
get paid right now?
Ah, I get it.
All right, cool.
Y'all drive a hard bargain.
I'll be right back.
- Fix your face.
- Girl, we don't know him.
- You want to go back
to the Waffle House?
- No.
- Smellin' like waffles,
and grease, and patty melts?
- No, I'm not.
I'm ready to get paid.
- So shut the hell
up and fix your face.
- Here he comes back.
- All right, ladies, here we go.
(envelope rattling)
See, I ain't that bad now, huh?
- Told you.
- Look, here's our
other guest by the way.
Ladies, Porsha, Camille,
this is Pumpkin.
- Hey, y'all.
- She is one of my
executive models.
- Nice to meet y'all.
- Big bucks.
- Nice to meet you.
- [Urban] Down payment
for you as well.
- Thank you.
- [Urban] Thank you.
So ladies, let's go ahead
and make this toast.
- Thank you.
- Always come through.
- To success, ladies.
I just drank mine, so
I'm a little tipsy,
but I figured I'd have
something ready for y'all.
- All right, ladies.
- To success.
(inmates chattering)
- Yo, yo, yo.
You good?
Hi, I'm Imani.
What's your name?
Damn, okay, Ms. Quiet.
You must be mute or somethin'.
- Ah, hey, that's that
video chick Cherry Bomb.
- Who?
- Cherry Bomb, you know
the one that was in
Hurto and Trell video.
Had the red shirt
on, black shorts,
movin' her booty like this.
Little booties need love too.
(imani laughing joyfully)
- [Imani] I don't
know what that was,
but I hope she
wasn't doin' that.
- Hey, Imani, you know
what I'm talkin' about.
She the shit.
- Okay, okay.
- What's up Cherry Bomb?
Oh yeah?
Let me find out this bitch
thinks she too good
to speak to us.
No worries.
She gonna learn.
- [Camille] Since I
was a little girl,
bitches always had
a problem with me.
Rollin' they eyes,
starin' and shit.
Just straight jealous.
Always wantin' to fight me.
I had to overcome the shit.
I had to always
be the strong one.
(inmates chattering)
- Hey, Big Boo, let me
get some of them snacks.
- Man, hell no, you owe me
for 200 bucks last week.
- Man, come on.
Come on.
(inmates chattering)
- Hey, girl, I'm Fatima.
How you doin'?
You are Camille Francis,
right, AKA, Cherry Bomb?
Mm-hmm, I know who you are.
I'm a fan.
No, a big fan.
Like I got your first
cover on Socialite Gazelle,
the one where you
had on the white.
Girl, city girl, who?
You, period. Yeah.
But you ain't been eatin'.
I know you too bougie
for this bullshit,
but you got to eat
somethin' girl.
Here, have my orange.
- Thank you.
- Big Boo, let me
get some chips bro.
Goddamn.
(chip wrapper rustling)
(dramatic music)
- [Guard] Ms. Francis, wake up.
Outside.
Outside.
(inmates chattering)
Random search, ladies.
Left leg up.
Right leg up.
Arms up.
Left leg.
- What's goin' on?
- Random search.
- Know the drill,
arms up, left leg.
- They always wakin' me up
out of my sleep
for this bullshit.
At least let us eat first, damn.
(inmates chuckling)
- Cherry Bomb, this my girl Ax.
Ax, this is Cherry Bomb.
- [Guard] Right leg.
- Yeah, I know.
You in here for murder, right?
- What?
Hell no, I'm innocent.
- Right, 'cause we all innocent.
(inmates chuckling)
- [Camille] I'm serious, y'all.
I ain't kill nobody.
- [Guard] Arms up, left leg.
- Oh, I thought you... My bad.
- [Guard] Left leg.
Right leg.
Arms up, left leg.
Right leg.
Arms up, left leg.
Right leg.
- Watch your hands.
- All right ladies, this
concludes the search.
Now everybody get
back in your cells
in a single file line.
Let's go.
- You heard the man, assholes
and everybody let's go.
- [Inmate] Man, shut
your small ass up.
(inmates chattering)
- Don't think you can't
get your ass whooped
'cause you a girl.
- [Guard] Ms. Francis,
you got a visitor.
Come on now.
- This better be my lawyer.
I hired the best
criminal defender
in the state of South Carolina.
And this bitch still hasn't
been gotten me out yet.
- Oh, Camille baby, I'm
so happy to see you.
You look so good.
- It's good to
see you too, mama.
- Yeah, I can't wait
'til you get outta here.
- Damn, Camille, like mama
say, you look good girl.
- Meka, it's good to
see you too, Meka.
- Listen, it's just
a matter of time
before you get
out of here, okay?
I've been praying about it.
I just know he going to
bring you home to us, okay?
- Mama, you know she not
goin' home no time soon.
(mom sighs deeply)
- Camille baby, I love you and
I'm so sorry this goin' on.
Let me pull out my Bible.
Listen, I got the
perfect scripture.
It came to me this last Sunday-
- Mom, she's not
tryin' to hear that.
Mama got all spiritual
after you went to court.
- And the Lord is
gonna see us through.
And right now, y'all
are gonna listen.
You don't gotta talk.
Y'all don't gotta be friends,
but you gonna listen
to this scripture.
Do you understand me?
- Thank me for the conditions
that are requirin'
you to be still.
Do not spoil these quiet
hours by wishin' them away.
Waiting impatiently for
them to be active again.
Some of the greatest
works in my kingdom
have been done from sick
beds and prison cells.
Instead of resenting the
limitations of a weakened body,
search for my way
in the midst of these
various circumstances.
- [Camille] Glad
my mama and sister
come to see me when they can.
My sister is all into this
justice and black power shit,
while my mama's tryin'
to get her life together.
She wasn't always like this.
People grow, and people change.
(dramatic music)
- Thinks she's better
than everybody.
- Get her!
(footsteps stomping angrily)
- You better run!
- She's scared!
She went to go get her mama.
- Scaredy.
- She gonna have to come
outside at some point.
- Camille, what in
the world is goin' on?
- Nothin' mom, nothin'.
- Nothin'?
- Come outside, scaredy.
- I wouldn't do
that if I was you.
- What's she gonna do?
(soft chuckles)
- She went to go get her mama.
- Scaredy.
- She don't wanna fight.
- Oh, okay.
So which one of you
scaredy ass hoes
wanna fight my daughter?
(girls laughing)
- She think it's a game.
- Now I know y'all didn't run
all the way up
here to be silent.
I said which one of
you scaredy ass hoes
is tryin' to fight my daughter?
Because y'all not
finna jump her.
- Okay.
(dramatic music)
Gonna show her.
Me.
- Hmm, so you wanna
fight my daughter?
You look like a hater.
You better go beat her ass,
or you gonna have
to deal with me.
You hear me?
None one of y'all better jump
my daughter, you hear me?
Go handle your light work.
- [Bystander] Get her Melissa!
- Let's go!
- [Bystander] Beat
her ass Melissa!
There you go, come on!
There you go!
Come on!
Don't let her beat you!
- Get off me!
- Get up, get up!
Don't let her beat you!
Get up!
Melissa, get up!
- I won, mom.
- You better.
- Mom, they was mad at me
over some boy that liked me.
I don't even know why.
- Hey, you know what baby?
I already know.
It's one thing your mama knows.
If it ain't that little boy,
it'll be another
little boy next week.
And if it's not that man,
it'll be another man.
But what you cannot
do is turn and run.
You gotta give 'em a fight.
You hear me?
- Yes, mama.
- Now, where your little
friend Pumpkin at?
- She didn't walk home with me.
- Huh, so the day
you get jumped,
the girl that's
with you every day
just ain't nowhere to be found?
That don't seem
strange to you, baby?
- It do, ma.
- Mm-hmm.
You can't trust none of
these bitches, Camille.
You hear me?
I love you.
Now go make me
somethin' to drink.
You gettin' me raggedy
today with all this drama.
(inmates chattering)
- Solid, I hope your
ass ain't thinkin'
what I know you
already thinkin'.
- What am I thinkin', Imani?
- Come on, now.
I know your ass.
- I'm definitely gonna get
a piece of Cherry Bomb.
I wanna see what
she tastes like.
- But she don't even
like pussy though.
- She a bitch, and
all bitches like head.
And we up in here, everybody
need a little somethin'.
- Maybe, but not from you.
(girls laughing)
- A choice, man,
because don't nobody
wanna give you no head.
- Thank God.
Anyways, Solid, you better stop
watchin' that girl at night,
you fuckin' night watchin' ass.
- You watchin' me watch her.
You might want some of Solid.
- No, sir.
My man is waitin' on me at home.
Two more years and
I'm outta here.
- I got six more months,
Cherry Bomb gonna be the last
piece of jail pussy I get.
- 'Cause you determined, huh?
- I'm gonna bust that
cherry wide open.
(birds chirping)
- [Camille] This is
what money looks like.
I done paid my lawyer
thousands of dollars
to get my murder
case overturned.
The first lawyer ain't
do shit to prove my case.
And here I am rich and
famous, stuck in a tight spot,
feelin' like a trapped mouse.
Money can't buy freedom,
but I hope it get me
the fuck up outta here.
Vanessa?
You comin' up with somethin'?
Anything?
- Well I'm trying to,
but we have nothing.
No names, no proof, or anything.
I'm still exactly
where I was before,
because you can't
give me any names.
- I done told you everything.
It was just me and Bubbles.
- We need more.
We need more to
overturn this case.
Is there anyone else
that was there with you?
Friend, someone that
was just driving by?
- I don't know.
It was me and
Bubbles, that was it.
I'm telling you
everything I know.
- I'm doing
everything that I can.
Do you know anyone that
Brandon was associated with?
Talked to before you
went to the house?
- What does that have
to do with my case?
If I'm innocent?
- Most murder cases take
over two years to solve.
You want me to fix
this in two months,
with no proof, no witnesses.
Nothing that is on your side.
I can pull strings,
I can work magic,
but I need something.
- You're supposed to be
the best lawyer, Vanessa.
- I am the best lawyer.
- You gotta get me outta here,
like what are you doing?
- Everything we ask you,
you do not remember,
you can't identify anybody
on this list can you?
- This shit don't work.
I'm innocent!
- And I believe you.
I need help to prove that.
Do you know anyone that
Brandon was associated with
that could possibly
had any motive?
- No.
- I need you to think,
Camille, help me here.
- Isaac, Urban, I don't know.
- They've got alibis that
clear them from the scene.
I need someone else.
Anyone else.
Give me anyone.
- Brandon's dead.
Why is he even involved anymore?
He's dead.
- I need names.
- What can he do
to help my case?
I don't understand.
- [Vanessa] I need a name.
- I told you everything I know.
(inmates chattering)
- Don't worry about her.
Watch her, but don't
worry about her.
- [Camille] I
remember this life.
I used to be in
all the magazines,
radio interviews, television
shows, and music videos.
Cherry Bomb was that bitch,
and I was everywhere.
- So Camille, we can do
all of this right now
to pay these bills,
and the rest we can
pay for next week.
- And then we got the
rest of this to play with.
- Uh-uh, this is
not no play money.
We need all this.
We gotta keep it all tight,
like wearin' the
same outfit one time.
- Like only wearin'
one wig one time?
- Actually, that's kind of good.
You know a $200 wig maybe
once or twice a week.
You know, when we can afford it.
- Okay.
And I guess this
going to have to go
towards savings for the house.
- That works.
- Okay.
(phone ringing)
Hello?
Yes, when?
Okay, you say 8:00 PM, right?
Okay, okay, okay.
We going to be there.
All right.
- Well, Camille, who was that?
- We just got invited
to Brandon Smith's house
for a mixer, girl.
- Oh, girl, 'cause I
can wear this dress.
- This dress?
- This dress.
- Okay.
That dress cute!
- And actually, you
know, Brandon can really
get us where we got to go.
'Cause he has all the gigs.
And plus, little
sister, I didn't see
no ring on his finger.
But he don't like you anyways.
- Ain't nobody want him.
(camille laughs joyfully)
- Well, little sister,
meet big sister.
Period.
- Let's get ready!
- Oh, Brandon, he
is just so fine.
Mmm, and chocolate.
(upbeat pop music)
- Hey, Camille, Porsha, glad
you ladies could make it.
Welcome, welcome.
Got a couple partners
I need to introduce
y'all to real fast.
Just follow me.
Hey, what's goin' on?
I got some ladies I want
to introduce you to.
Ladies, this is Henry Duckett.
He's a manager of the
rapper called Henrielle,
I know y'all heard of him.
- Oh, okay.
(joyful singing)
- This is that guy right here.
- How you doin'?
- I'm good.
- Nice to meet you.
How you doing?
Nice to meet you too.
- Over here, it's the king.
What's going on?
Got a couple ladies I
wanna introduce you to.
Ladies, this is Brandon Smith,
he's an executive
producer over at ASI.
He's the man, man.
- Oh yeah, I'm the man.
Okay well, it's nice to
meet the both of you ladies.
- Nice to meet you
too, Mr. Smith.
- Brandon, you both
can call me Brandon.
- You know, B, these
two ladies right here
gonna be the next
best thing, bro.
- Camille and Porsha, huh?
Camille, this going
to sound crazy, right,
but you remind me so much
of my little sister, Amber.
Same height, same build.
Hell, y'all even got the
same beautiful smile.
- Well thank you, Brandon.
- My man.
Ladies, look,
follow me real fast.
I got a couple more people I
wanna introduce y'all to, okay?
Come on.
- It was nice meeting you.
- Bye, Brandon.
(upbeat pop music)
Slim thick
Slim
Yeah
I'm a bad bitch slim
thick, thick, thick
Red bottoms on the heel
with the red lipstick
I'm a bad bitch slim
thick, thick, thick
Straight flexin' on the gram
Make the other hoes sick
Hey
- Bitch, we made it.
- Girl, finally.
(people chattering)
- Stuck up faces,
but I'm just sayin'.
Oh, I just... I don't know.
- Okay.
They got the black
marker everywhere.
- Oh. Okay.
(people chattering)
- I gotta make sure I look good.
Okay.
(people chattering)
My butt lookin' good.
- Fat, okay.
- All right.
- Ladies.
I'm so glad the both
of you could make it.
- Well, thank you for
inviting us Brandon.
- Thanks for inviting us.
- Well, I've been
everybody about you.
- Hey, what's good, what's good?
This gotta be the ladies
you was tellin' me about.
- Yes, it is.
- Well hello, hello, I'm Isaac.
- Porsha.
- Nice to meet the both of you.
- Camille.
- And I hope to work
with you real soon.
- Oh, I definitely ain't
lettin' these two go, bro.
They stayin' with us.
Y'all ladies ready to eat?
- Hell yeah.
- Hold on, hold on.
Camille, you mind
if I speak with you
in private for a moment?
- I mean, go ahead girl.
I'll be right here.
- Okay.
- Brandon, you going
to talk to me right?
- Yeah, of course.
- Okay.
- Make yourself at home.
I'm gonna go grab
you a drink, okay?
- Okay.
Oh, Porsha, get your
shit together girl.
He's fine, dark, and handsome.
And that beard I just, woo girl.
Get your shit together.
- Watch your step,
watch your step.
Woo, it's a little
chilly out here.
You want me to grab my coat?
I can do that no problem.
- No, it's okay.
- Okay. You sure?
- It's fine, Isaac.
- Okay. Okay.
- So, what did you want to
talk to me about in private?
- You see, this
industry can be crazy.
Fast and crazy.
- What do you mean?
- I learned if I see
something I like,
I need to jump on it full speed.
- What you see?
- You.
(Isaac chuckles joyfully)
I mean, that's just...
- [Party Bystander] Mister,
I think they're
ready for dinner.
- Thank you.
That's cool?
- I guess I could
sit next to you.
- All right, let's go.
I do
Yeah
I promise to give
it all to you
I'm lovin' on you
without a clue
Just stay right here
I want you near me
Lovin' on you it
ain't the same
It grows for you every day
Just be my peace
And be my tease
I want you
I need you
I breathe you
I wanna feel you
I'm excited
I'm so excited
So invite me in
Just lay your hands on me baby
And love on me
like you're crazy
I satisfy your every need
Don't run away from me baby
My lovin' I give ain't lazy
- [Camille] Over
the next few weeks,
me and Isaac was
stuck like glue.
He treated me like
the queen I was.
And he motivated me to do
more and more model gigs.
It was like a dream come true.
But all dreams don't last
forever with secret agendas.
(door banging)
(door knocking)
Ike, somebody at the door.
- Get it.
It's probably just the
UPS man or somethin'.
- You ain't doin' shit.
- What the fuck you say?
(door banging)
- Damn, UPS doin' their job.
Can I help you?
Wow, wait, who is you?
- Where's Isaac?
- He a little busy right now.
- Busy?
- Yeah.
- You Amber, right?
- No, I am not Amber.
- You ain't gotta lie.
- Who are you again?
- Who am I?
Who am I?
You know what, you right.
- Right about what?
- That you aren't Amber.
- Duh, I just told you that.
- Anyways, tell Isaac
Lala's lookin' for him.
And I want my money, all of it.
- Good luck.
- I will be back.
(door slamming forcefully)
- Who was at the door?
- Lala.
- Lala?
- Yeah, and she said
you owe her some money.
And she wants all of it.
- I don't owe her nothin'.
Baby, you look mad.
- I'm pissed off,
I'm about to go home.
- Why you about to go home?
Did that bitch tell
you somethin' else?
'Cause it ain't even
like that, on God.
- Get out of my way, Isaac.
- At least let me
drive you home.
- I already called
an Uber, it's okay.
- You sayin' it's okay but
you mad about to leave me.
The fuck wrong with you, huh?
That bitch don't
mean shit to me.
- Why me Isaac?
Is it because I look like Amber?
- Oh, so she told
you about Amber?
You know what?
You do remind me of Amber,
and we did fuck a little bit.
But she wasn't my
girlfriend, so what?
- Well thanks for
your honestly, Isaac.
I guess I'm your look
alike fool around side hoe.
- Baby, it's not like that.
You're Camille,
you're beautiful.
I'm attracted to you.
I'm in love with you, girl.
- Get out my way.
- Tell me you not
feelin' me and I'll move.
Give me a kiss.
Sittin' back
thinkin' about you
Wonderin' what I'm gonna do
- Come here.
This right here is all mine.
- Mm-hmm. Oh.
Said that you
wouldn't do this to me
Said that you would
be my everything
You lied, you lied, you lied.
You lied, you lied, you lied
- [Isaac] Shit.
(dryer banging)
(camille moaning pleasurably)
- [Camille] That
was the first sign
I should have left Isaac alone.
But in that moment, I totally
regarded the present issues
and just wanted his
comfort to please me.
(inmates chattering)
- He's so damn aggravating.
Hey, yo, Camille, heads-up,
the CO's doin' another
random search in the morning.
- Damn, they still on that?
- Every day.
- I ain't got shit to hide,
it's just gettin' up
that fuckin' early, man.
- Oh girl, we all be
flightin' in here.
If you ever need
somethin', let me know.
You need a little motivation,
little pick me up.
- Nah, I'm cool.
- Well, if you want
an orange, I got you.
- See, now that I'll take.
- Catch you later.
(inmates chattering)
- [Solid] You gonna
let me fuck you.
- [Camille] You ain't
never gonna get this.
My lawyer needs to hurry
up and get me out of here.
As for flightin' I
know all about that.
I pop a few pills at parties,
and on set just to survive.
I gotta stay strong in
here, ready and alert.
- I love it.
Let me have you
right here please.
Come here baby girl,
you look awesome.
I love the glitter.
- Thank you.
- Disco war ball right here.
Let me see that.
I love it.
Okay, come here
baby I'm lovin' it.
Oh, I'm lovin' the wrap dress.
Right here baby.
I need to be able to see you.
Give me that.
I love it.
Hey baby, how you doin' tonight?
I love the hair.
Come here, right here for me.
I'm gettin' all kind of
zebra vibes from that.
Okay, I love that hair.
Come here, oh, dang.
You is extra juicy, oh my God.
All right, I need
you right here.
I need to see all that
thickness baby girl, right here.
And give me that party love.
You gotta give me that baby.
- Let's go, oh, oh, oh.
- Let me have you right
here next to Ms. Sky,
because that red dress is
gonna make this thing pop.
Don't be nervous.
Don't be nervous,
you look good girl.
All right, y'all, about
to go get Sky, okay?
- Hey girl.
(joyful chattering)
It's about to get lit.
So we gonna have
a girl's night
And we gonna get wasted
If he keep blowin'
your phone up
Send him to the dial
tone, no explanation
So we gonna have
a girl's night
And we gonna get wasted
If he keep blowin'
your phone up
Send him to the dial
tone, no explanation
No explanation
This gonna be a girl's
night to remember
Callin' all my girls I
ain't seen in forever
He said where you goin'
I said let me
check the weather
I'll be gone 'til November
No, I ain't got no
time for explanation
'Cause I ain't really trip
When you was out
with the basics
I already told you, you
ain't ready for the races
Is that my favorite drink
Hell yeah, bring that case in
'Cause we gonna pop
these bottles just
to start the party
Then we hit the club
walkin' like some models
Then we hit the bar
just to drink some more
Now it's time to head
to the dance floor
'Cause I got Quavo in my cup
And all these
fellas lookin' good
And if I blame
it on the alcohol
It ain't gonna be good
Said we gonna have
a girl's night
And we gonna get wasted
If he keep blowin'
your phone up
Send him to the dial
tone, no explanation
Said we gonna have
a girl's night
- Oh, girl, there you brother.
- I see.
- Oh girl, we gonna get it.
It's gonna be a cute page.
Now it's time to take
another bathroom break
Got to check my makeup
and my lips on straight
My girl's snappin' pictures
postin' to the gram
Damn, now my man
gonna know where I am
Time to change locations
You know that man crazy
He probably already on
his way with Jay and them
Come on, we gotta go
and hit the next spot
Damn, it's too late
There he go with
that flash car
Been around the room, yeah
I can't find my baby
I don't know and
I don't know why
Why she's gone away
And I don't know
where she can be
But that's my baby
And I'm gonna find her
Said we gonna have
a girl's night
And we gonna get wasted
If he keep blowin'
your phone up
Send him to the dial
tone, no explanation
Said we gonna have
a girl's night
And we gonna get wasted
If he keep blowin'
your phone up
Send him to the dial
tone, no explanation
- That was great, that's a wrap.
(girls celebrating joyfully)
- Y'all did that, woo!
- Love it.
Ms. Sky.
- Thank you, thank you.
It's always nice
workin' with you.
(joyful chattering)
- Girl, do you see
Brandon over there?
- Mm-hmm, I see him.
- Oh girl, he so fine.
- I know you see his wife.
- Girl, I see her ass.
What the hell he
brought her for?
- I don't know why she came.
- Look at Isaac
lookin' at you girl.
(joyful chattering)
- How's my hair?
- Girl, you look good.
You good, you good.
(joyful applause)
- Mmm, baby.
You did so good.
You look delicious.
Give me a kiss.
Mmm.
- Camille, you look gorgeous.
- Thank you, Brandon.
- That red, it reminds
me of a cherry bomb.
- Cherry bomb?
- [Brandon] Yeah.
- [Camille] I like that.
- A cherry bomb, I like it.
From now on, we gonna
call you Cherry Bomb.
- Hey now, that's
my Cherry Bomb.
You better watch out.
(joyful chattering)
Baby, I hope you
not about to change,
'cause we can go to lunch
just the way you are.
- Really think so?
- Hell yes.
- Think this is lunch attire?
- Babe, let's go.
- Okay, Brandon, you'll
keep me company right?
- Oh, of course.
Here, let's go grab some drinks.
- Okay.
- [Brandon] You lead the way.
- I'm sorry, who is this?
- I have several dresses
I'd like to show you today.
Not sure how you
feel about this one.
- This one's okay.
It has too many patterns on it.
- Okay, all right,
I can understand.
I have another one
I'd love to show you.
A little more vibrant in color.
- Okay, this one is kinda cute.
I mean I could wear
this to the bar.
- Okay, all right.
- A little wine color, yeah.
- Okay.
- I have one more selection
I'd love for you
to take a look at.
- Okay.
- This one.
- Oh, this.
This one.
This one is nice.
- I can tell you like this one.
- Yeah.
- Okay, let's take a look
and see what it could
possibly look like on you.
Oh, yes.
That looks amazing
against your body.
- I know.
This is definitely the one.
- That one is
screaming Cherry Bomb.
- Yes.
- Okay.
So you think this is it?
- Yeah.
This one is definitely
givin' Cherry Bomb.
- I agree, great choice.
- Yeah.
- Okay, let's do it.
- This is the one.
- Y'all got the plan?
- Yep, so we want me
to distract the CO-
- Lower your fuckin'
voice, Imani.
- So, you want me
to distract the CO
while you rush in the
room and hold her down.
- That's the plan.
- So what do I get
out for helpin' y'all,
and why are you so excited Ax?
- I mean, because
if Solid wants her,
I'm gonna make sure
Solid gets her.
- I'm motherfuckin' Brody.
You're scared ass.
- So all you gotta fuckin' do
is distract this CO like
you always been doin'.
You not new to this shit.
And I'm gonna make sure my
brother at the toy store,
make sure your kids
got a good Christmas.
- [Imani] You promise?
- You got my word.
I'm gonna make sure he drop
them toys off like Santa Claus.
(imani laughing joyfully)
- Bet.
(upbeat rap music)
- Look at you,
what are you doin'?
- We just got here,
what you talkin' about?
Why you tryin' to leave?
- So you doin' drugs now?
- I popped one pill, Porsha.
We do it all the time on set.
- No, you and Pumpkin
may do that shit,
but I don't do that.
- Maybe you need
one to loosen up,
because you actin' like a
Debbie Downer right now.
- Look at you, Camille,
you forgettin' about
what we doin' this for.
For the money, our goals.
You forgot about the goal?
- Oh baby, my eyes is
on the prize, okay?
You are just jealous.
Why you actin' like that?
- Bitch, jealous of what?
- Let's be real, Porsha,
you know I make
more money than you.
And you wanted Brandon,
and that got turned down when
you found out he was married.
Yeah, I knew the whole time.
- Hmm, you know all of that.
- Mm-hmm. Let me get
Pumpkin to get you a pill.
Hey Pumpkin, a pill.
- Don't call that bitch.
- You need to chill out.
You need to take one of these.
- You know what, Camille, I
should beat your ass right now.
But you so fucked up, you
probably won't even feel it.
- I sure won't because I'm high
as a motherfucking
kite right now.
I'm high, I won't
feel shit that you do.
- You know what, bitch,
I'm done with you.
Make the money.
- Don't let it make you.
Bye!
We about to turn up.
Bitches tell you how they
feel when they get mad.
I was born alone, and
I'm gonna die alone.
At least I still got my Isaac.
(camille moaning pleasurably)
- Isaac baby, I'm home!
(camille moaning pleasurably)
- Uh-uh, what the fuck?
- [Isaac] Oh, shit.
Camille, Camille, I'm sorry.
- That's that same Lala bitch.
- Camille.
- Let me go.
- Camille, I've been
tryin' to let your ass know
that I wanna break up.
- Why, Isaac?
What the fuck did I do to you?
- Nothin', I just don't
wanna be with you no more.
Let's go.
- So you wanna leave me for her?
- Excuse me, Cherry Bomb,
it's always been me.
- You ain't gettin'
none of that.
- I just don't wanna
be with you no more.
All right?
And you not going to
fuckin' touch her.
She pregnant with my baby.
Now get the fuck out my house.
- [Camille] Oh, okay, y'all
two deserve each other.
- Got one of them
desperate hoes.
- You good baby?
You all right?
- I'm good.
- Nobody worried about
that bitter ass bitch.
You good, all right?
- You got that for me?
- Oh, you know I got you.
I already know
what you came for.
(pills rattling)
- Thank you, Pumpkin girl,
you always lookin' out.
- No, thank you.
You know I got you,
whatever you need.
But I just got a
crazy text message,
I got to go handle this.
But if you need to
chill here, you can.
Whatever you need, all right?
- All right.
- Hey, girl, are
you Cherry Bomb?
- Yeah.
- How are you doin' today?
- I'm doin' good.
Who are you?
- Oh, I'm Bubbles.
I'm a video girl like you.
Actually, I wanna
be just like you.
- You come here all the time?
- No, not too much.
But I do get my
stash from Pumpkin
'cause she got the loudest.
- I'm the loudest, okay girl.
- Okay.
Aren't you Isaac's girlfriend?
I've seen you guys
around a lot together.
- No, no.
I cut that off, I
been cut that off.
- Oh no, what happened?
- He cheated on me with
some random ass bitch.
- You want me to
beat him up, girl?
- Girl, yeah, fuck his
motherfucking ass up.
(bubbles laughing)
Okay?
Do you take these?
- I do.
- Here.
- You take two first.
- Take two?
- Yeah.
- Oh, okay.
You like to party I see.
Bubbles was a chick
that motivated me
to stand up for myself
and get revenge.
She convinced me to
break into his shit
while he was sleepin'.
We had a crazy ass plan.
(dramatic music)
I don't trust nobody bitch
Fuck you
Bad as fuck
I don't trust nobody bitch
Fuck you
Mad as fuck
You talkin' but
you sound retarded
Anything you say be cappin'
Got you losin' head
Lookin' like a lead
Are you really mad that
my pockets are fatter
Got your daddy goin'
crazy over Ms. Berry baby
Let me go ahead
and sip on this tea
'Cause she gettin'
a little shady
Yeah, bitches always
runnin' their trap
Talkin' about things
spinnin' me on the pillow
Play with them
balls, middle finger
Fuck ass nigga, shakin'
my head a fuck ass nigga
Bitch did you think I was
gonna let you get away
Thought I made it clear
I said it to your face
Don't bring your shit to me
Yeah I'm a pretty lady
- There you go. Mm-hmm.
Bon Apptit.
- Eat up, dog.
(bubbles imitates dog barking)
- Wait, wait, wait,
let's put it in a bowl.
(sticky noise)
- Oh shit.
Oh, fuck.
(stomach grumbling)
- Oh!
(stomach grumbling)
(dramatic music)
- What the fuck?
That bitch!
(dramatic music)
We just gettin' started
We just wanna know
Never let a hard
time humble us
Ain't no holdin' us down
They see that it's that time
- Hey, Isaac.
- Hey, Felicia.
Girl, when you gonna
let me take you out?
- Boy.
- Stop playin'.
The mornin' I had was horrible.
Don't you feel bad for me?
- Not really.
- I had to take two
showers this mornin',
so don't play me
like I'm not fresh.
- What the hell is
that you're eating?
- You don't know
nothin' about this.
- Looks like dog shit.
Ew gross, it's dog food.
Gross, ew!
Ew, I can't believe that.
- I'm glad my mom and sister
didn't seem to give up on me.
Behind these walls
can get pretty lonely.
- Hey girl, it's good
to see you again.
You know, me and mama were
able to get you a care package.
Has your favorite magazines,
snacks, hygiene products.
I hope you like it, girl.
- Thanks y'all, I
really appreciate that.
- And baby, that new
lawyer Ms. Green,
I think we got
ourselves a good one.
She gonna know what she doin'.
That other guy you had,
he ain't worth a damn.
But Ms. White, she
gonna get us outta here.
I'm excited about it.
I'm so excited.
- Yeah, we gonna see.
She walkin' in with
new Chanel bags,
and new purses, and new
wigs, and lace flat laid,
and edges is done.
- [Mom] Oh baby, don't worry.
- She better get me out of here.
- [Mom] She gonna get you out.
Got sent Ms. White to us.
What you think, baby?
You ready to see your
sister come home?
- Yeah.
- I'm ready.
- I really appreciate
y'all for real.
- Absolutely.
- You're always
lookin' out for me.
- Always, baby.
(calm music)
If you're ready to leave
Baby leave no doubt
'Cause he's ready to change
- I don't know what the
fuck Isaac was thinkin'.
I mean, I thought he was tyrin'
to keep it real with you.
Camille, men like Isaac,
they tend to want the
best of both worlds.
And sometimes they
end up breakin'
more than just hearts, you know?
- Did you know he was
still sleepin' with Lala?
- No, of course...
Like I told you before,
I thought he was tryin'
to do right by you.
I mean it's hard enough for me
to keep intact my
own relationship,
and I'm the happily married one.
- You happy over there Brandon?
- I mean, yeah.
Simone gets on my
nerves sometimes,
I mean she nags,
she even cries sometimes,
but nothin' I can't handle.
I really just can't believe
it's been five long years.
You know we tryin' to
have a baby, right?
- I'm gonna be an auntie?
- Oh, don't count
your blessings yet.
I said trying to have a baby.
And if it happens,
it just happens.
- Can I ask you somethin'?
- Of course you
can, you my sister.
You can ask me anything.
What's the question?
- You always say
I resemble Amber.
How come I haven't met her yet?
- Amber died, Camille.
- I'm so sorry I asked that.
I'm so sorry.
Sorry I brought that up.
- No, it's okay.
She had cancer.
She had a long fought battle,
but she even beat it
twice before a relapse.
Her and my mom were two of the
strongest souls I ever known.
They were like angels here
on Earth before they died.
- Aw, that's so sweet.
I'm glad you shared that with
me, 'cause you didn't have to.
- Yeah, hey I got an idea.
Why don't you come
over to the house,
and let me make
somethin' for you.
- What?
- It's a surprise.
I just wanna cook up somethin'.
I wanna see if you and Amber
got the same taste buds.
- Okay, let's do it.
- Yeah?
- Yeah, I trust you.
- Okay, all right, cool.
It's freezing out here.
- Mm-hmm.
Nippy.
So you guys do...
(dramatic music)
(dishes rattling)
- [Bubbles] Lookin'
for somehin'?
- [Brandon] What the
fuck you want, man?
- [Bubbles] Open up the safe.
- [Brandon] There ain't
shit in my safe for you.
- [Bubbles] Nigga, I'm
not gonna ask you again.
Sit the fuck on the bed.
- [Brandon] You ain't got to
talk to my baby like that.
- [Bubbles] Shut the fuck up.
Push me over in two.
- [Brandon] You can
get all this cash,
you ain't gettin'
the ring though.
- [Bubbles] Give me
that fuckin' ring.
- [Brandon] All right,
you got my shit,
now get the fuck out.
(bag rattling)
- This should keep me up
if the food is good
like I want it to be.
- And dinner is served.
So you just chill here, make
yourself at home, all right?
- Okay.
- I'm gonna go grab
us some drinks.
- Where's your wife?
- Simone?
- Yeah.
- Simone's out of
town on business.
You know she's gonna
close this big deal.
I'm gonna go pick her up
from the airport in the mornin'.
- Well, congratulations to her.
- That's my baby.
- That's it.
- Close your eyes.
- Okay.
- They closed?
- Yep.
Come on, they closed.
It smells good, Brandon.
- Oh, yeah.
Open them.
- Pasta?
You made pasta, Brandon?
- Not just any pasta,
Camille, try it.
Go ahead, try it.
- Okay.
- Hang on, big mama, chill.
You gotta give yourself time
to taste the mystery
ingredients first.
- I know, my bad.
I'm over here eating
like a pig, it's so good.
- No it's good, it looks good.
- It really is.
- Hey listen, let's just
enjoy this together.
Let's make a toast.
- What are we toastin' to?
- To ASI.
- To ASI.
- Bigger rims, bigger
necklaces, and bigger watches.
- I know that's right.
(camille gags)
- Get you bad huh?
- Oh, what's this?
They keep talkin' about
the same sugar babies.
- [Brandon] Yeah, have you
ever seen this movie Central?
- [Camille] Mm-hmm,
this my favorite one,
one of my favorites.
It's one of my favorites.
- Get in your feelings,
that's some irony they built.
- Mm-hmm.
- This is one of my
favorite ones too.
- My favorite favorite
one is Miller's Father.
- Oh, we gotta check
that one out next too.
Okay.
- You seen Treasure Box?
- Yeah, plenty of times.
Seem Treasure Box at
least eight times.
- Mm-hmm.
- Want another drink?
- Sure.
Well, we just need to...
might be a little soon.
- Okay.
(calm music)
- Camille, what the fuck
happened last night?
- Oh my God, Brandon.
This is wrong.
This wasn't supposed to happen.
- Wait hold on, the pasta,
the liquor, the movie.
Shit, I think we had too
much fun last night, Camille.
- Oh my God, I feel
so embarrassed.
- No, no, no, I'm the one
who should be embarrassed.
I mean, I'm married.
I mean I'm happily married.
I swear to God, this
is the first time
I ever cheated on Simone.
I'm sorry.
- It's okay, Brandon.
We both were wrong.
I forgive you.
- No, it's cool.
You know what?
This right here, it's gonna
be all a secret, okay?
Okay.
I'm gonna get myself cleaned up,
and go to the studio for a bit.
You can let yourself out.
You should come to
the club tonight.
- I'll think about it.
(camille sighs deeply)
Nothin' like this
love I'm givin'
I'm yours and that's for sure
Baby don't you waste my time
(bubbles yawns)
- So, you fucked your brother.
- I mean, we ain't blood,
but he is like my brother.
- And he's married?
- I know.
Them pills be gettin'
me too loose sometimes.
(bubbles laughing)
And on top of that,
drinkin' that liquor.
It was a bad combination.
(bubbles laughing)
I needed a friend
after Isaac though.
- But you got me, friend.
- Bubbles, you cool, but I
need some dick in my life too.
- I guess.
When's your next gig friend?
- It's tomorrow, girl.
I can't wait, I'm too excited.
- Yes!
- I haven't had a gig in so
long, it's gonna be dope.
- I know, yes.
- [Camille] Since I met Bubbles,
she always have my back.
I thank God for
friends like her.
Bubbles?
- Why you so sad, friend?
- Isaac broke up with me.
But only after I caught
him with that Lala bitch.
- Fuck him!
How can he do this to us?
But don't worry, I have
somethin' that'll make you feel
10 times better, and
forget all about that.
Looky, looky friend.
Besides, I know a place where
we can find way better niggas
that's gonna treat you
the way you deserve.
- It wouldn't hurt to go out.
- Exactly.
He's not treating you the
way you need to be treated.
You're Cherry Bomb.
- And that's why you
my bitch, Bubbles.
(bubbles laughing)
- You ready?
- Let's go.
- Okay.
Pick a side
Let's go
- See girl, I told you
I'd get that for you.
Wa-la!
Anyways, fuck that nigga Isaac.
There's plenty of other
niggas in this club
about 10 times better than him,
and will treat you
better as well.
- I told you I
wasn't interested.
- Stop being so scaredy.
Matter of fact, here go my
fine ass hoe right there.
Hey, D, come out here and
meet my girl Cherry Bomb.
- Okay, hey, I know you.
Nice to finally meet you.
- Nice to meet you too.
- Heard a lot about you.
Come with me.
(upbeat rap music)
- He said he wanna kick it
with both of us tonight.
Come on, girl, 'cause I
think he got some bread.
- Oh.
(upbeat rap music)
- So, welcome to
my magical room,
where all the magic goes down.
(upbeat rap music)
- Somethin' don't feel right.
(terrified screaming)
Oh my God, what do I do?
(dramatic music)
(soft sobbing)
Oh, what do I do?
(door knocking)
(camille sniffles)
- You have herpes.
And you need to let all your
past and present partners
be aware of it as
soon as possible.
- Yes, ma'am.
(somber music)
- The doctor said I got herpes.
- Damn girl, you gotta be more
careful who you sleep with.
Oh my gosh.
- I know that.
I'm tellin' you because
I think you got it too.
- What? I don't have no herpes.
Are you shittin' me?
- We both slept
with him, and if we-
- And like I said,
I don't have herpes.
Girl, you trippin'.
- Anyways girl, like
we need to get ready
for this job and
everything like that,
so you know what I'm sayin',
I don't even know
what is goin' on.
But we gonna have
a good time today,
because you know your
best friend is here.
And I'm gonna keep it
real with you, okay?
- [Camille] If she wants
to deny it, so will I.
It's a secret.
I guess my personal secret.
(machine beeping)
(door knocking)
- Ms. Smith, how are you?
- Hi, Ms. Graham.
- So what brings you in today?
- I'm tryin' to see
if I'm pregnant.
- Okay, your labs
already came in.
Are you excited?
- Yes.
Me and my husband, we have
really been tryin' hard
to have us a little one.
- Well, I pray for good news.
The doctor will be right in.
- All right, thank you.
(door knocking)
- [Dr. Martin] Hey, Ms. Smith.
- Hey, Dr. Martin, how are you?
- [Dr. Martin] I'm
good, and yourself?
- I'm doing fine, thank you.
- Good, good.
Okay, well I have some good
news and I have some bad news.
- I'm pregnant?
- First I have a question.
- What's the
question, Dr. Martin?
- Are you aware that
you have herpes?
(dramatic music)
- I wasn't sure
what was goin' on.
I've only had sex with my
husband for five years.
- Well, you and your husband
are going to have to
have a long talk tonight.
The good thing is you still
can have a healthy pregnancy.
For most people having the
herpes virus during pregnancy,
it doesn't affect the
pregnancy, the child birth,
or the fetal health, okay?
For those who get the virus
in the final trimester,
now the virus passes
onto the fetuses,
say about 30, 50
out of 100 births.
And for that reason, the doctors
they recommend a c-section.
And that's just to cut down
on the risks of infection.
So that part there,
that's the good news.
- I might not have a
husband after tonight.
- I hear that.
- Looks good.
No, don't get that one.
Yeah, get that one.
Oh, get one of those.
- We about to have fun tonight.
We all gonna pop some pills,
get some drinks.
- Anything to get
over Isaac ass, shit.
These niggas be such dogs.
(bubbles imitates dog barking)
- You stupid.
(bubbles laughing)
(phone ringing)
- These gonna be
some good snacks.
- Business calls.
- Oh, girl.
- We might have a gig tonight.
- Okay, yes.
- Hey, B.
Hold on, hold on, let
me pay for my stuff.
- Here's your change.
- Thank you.
What?
- Camille, Camille, you
gave me fuckin' herpes.
- What are you talkin' about?
- Simone went to the doctor,
now she has that shit.
- What does that
have to do with me?
- Camille, you the only one
I fucked besides my wife.
You gave that shit to
me, and now she's got it.
- I don't have that.
- Camille, you can
play dumb all you want,
but when I see your ass
I'm gonna kill your ass.
Do you hear me?
I'm gonna kill your ass.
(dramatic music)
- You heard what he said.
He's gonna fuckin'
kill you, bro.
- What am I gonna do?
- You gotta kill him first.
- No Bubbles, I can't do
that, Brandon is my brother.
- Damn that, Camille, that's
not your real fuckin' brother.
And like these niggas say,
it's just business, okay?
You got to get him
before he gets you.
- I gotta talk to him.
- Talk to him and say what?
"Sorry I burned you, can
we still be friends?"
That's not gonna work, bro.
Not this time.
Matter of fact, do you
still have your gun?
(dramatic music)
Either it's gonna be you,
or it's gonna be him.
So what's it gonna
be, you or him?
- It's gonna be him.
For sure.
(dramatic music)
- That's right, and we
gonna get his ass tonight.
(dramatic music)
There he go right there, girly.
We gonna wait 15 minutes,
then we gonna go in there
and surprise his ass.
- I don't think I
can do this, Bubbles.
- Stop actin' like a
punk bitch, Camille.
- Damn, why I gotta be all that?
- 'Cause that's how you actin'.
This man threatened your life.
(dramatic music)
Look, I know you're scared,
and we could really
leave right now.
But when you think about it,
if you don't catch him now
he gonna get you later.
- Damn, Bubbles.
Okay, but we just goin' in
there to talk to him, okay?
- Talk?
- Please just talk to him.
- Okay.
Well promise me this, we still
gonna take the guns with us,
and you better be ready to
shoot this motherfucker.
- I promise.
(dramatic music)
- Simone, baby, I
didn't mean to hurt you.
- So who did you sleep with?
- Come on, Simone, baby,
that's besides the point.
This was a one time thing, baby.
I promise it's never
gonna happen again.
- It's not that easy, Brandon.
You hurt me.
Not only mentally, but
physically as well.
Thank God I can
still have children,
but this disease Brandon,
I have to carry
with me for forever.
- I know, baby, hold on.
- Shut the fuck up and listen.
You wanna be the head,
you wanna be the lead?
You bein' the head and
you bein' in the lead,
what do I get? Huh?
A non-curable disease
that I have to live with
for the rest of my life
with our without you.
How could you?
- With me, Simone, what
are you talking about baby?
I'm not goin' nowhere.
I mean, I'm not leavin' you.
Look, I make a mistake baby.
But you still my wife
until death do us part.
(dramatic music)
- I loved you, Brandon.
- You mean you love me, Simone.
- This is how I
want to remember us.
(gun shot ringing)
- You ready to do this?
- Come on, let's go.
(dramatic music)
All right, Bubbles, we just
gonna talk to him, okay?
- Oh, we're gonna talk
to him all right, friend.
- Put the damn gun down.
We're just gonna go talk to him.
That's it.
- I promise.
(dramatic music)
- Brandon?
(gunshot ringing)
- Bubbles, no.
- She was gonna
kill you, friend.
- [Camille] Since
I've been here,
that's all I can
remember from that night.
Bubbles shot Simone.
Brandon was already
laying on the ground.
I didn't shoot him,
and I didn't shoot her.
Like I said, I'm innocent.
- Ms. Francis?
Random search.
- What's goin' on
with the lights?
Y'all didn't pay the
light bill or somethin'?
- Fuck they got goin' on now?
(inmates chattering)
- Stick to the plan.
- What the fuck's going
on with these lights?
- You know this
cheap ass shit, man.
- You fuckin' serious, man?
I mean we supposed to
work in these conditions?
What's up with this shit?
- I don't know, bro, but
they keep underpayin' me,
I'm gonna let one
of these hoes go.
- You know man, the
taxes that come out
of our check every week are
supposed to pay for this shit.
- Exactly.
- Really? I can't work
under these conditions.
What the fuck's the problem?
- Sick of this shit, man.
- Fuck.
All right, ladies, that
concludes our search.
Now everybody back
to your cells.
- Hey, you, lookin'
so strong and swollen.
- Imani, stop playing with me.
- Who says I'm playin'?
- Look, I know you want me,
but no I got to keep my job.
- But just imagine
if we weren't here.
Just imagine the things
that I could do to you.
- Damn.
(inmates chattering)
(ax laughing)
- Girl, what's wrong with you?
These lights, they flicker
off, on and off all the time.
You'd think all this
money they get in here
they'd have enough
to pay the bills.
- Girl, I'm goin' to bed,
just let me know when
this shit over with.
- To bed?
- [Camille] Yeah.
- Lights off, it's
time to turn up.
- [Imani] What the fuck?
Somebody ain't pay
the light bill.
(inmates chattering)
- [Announcer] Lock down.
- [Camille] Get off me.
Get off me!
- [Solid] Listen
up, Cherry Bomb.
- [Camille] Get off of me!
- [Solid] Now I gotta
take this pussy.
- [Camille] Uh-uh, get
the fuck away from me!
No! Get off!
(camille screaming frantically)
- Yeah!
Woo!
You know what's up like that.
Ah, Cherry Bomb, Cherry Bomb.
(dramatic music)
(machines beeping)
(dramatic music)
- [Camille] I was
violated in here.
These bitches caught themself
holdin' me down and rapin' me.
Little do they know, I got
a little surprise for them.
They put all three of them
in the box for two weeks,
and givin' them more
time on their sentences.
What's more time
to a street rat?
I need to get out of here, now!
- Camille, I am so sorry
this happened to you.
- No, you ain't.
You ain't even doin' shit
to get me out of here.
- I am.
Two murder cases
being overturned,
that takes work and time.
Look, I need you to stay low
until I can get you in
front of a judge again.
- I gotta get out of here now!
Do I need to hire a new lawyer?
- You can.
Now whoever you hire is
gonna have to clean up
this big mess that you created.
- Well, I guess that's
what I'm gonna have to do
'cause you ain't doin'
enough cleanin' for me.
- Good luck finding someone else
to take care of this
dead-end of a case.
I did this for a favor.
I'm all you got.
- [Camille] A favor?
- Yes, actually, yes.
- With my money?
- You have no
proof on this case.
No one out there
would take this case.
- [Camille] But you did.
- Yeah, I'm tryin' to help you.
I actually believe in you.
But I mean, what's the point?
I'd much rather be home.
- Well, damn.
- Now you can cooperate
with me and stay low,
or I can walk out.
Up to you.
- Don't look like I'm walkin'
out of here any time soon.
- We'll see about that.
- Camille?
Camille?
Yo, are you ignorin' me?
Camille?
- [Camille] I
can't trust nobody.
I got to get out of here.
I feel like I'm
about to go crazy.
I'm innocent!
- Camille?
Cherry Bomb?
- Pumpkin?
- Yeah.
- Girl what you doin' here?
- Man, shit, I've been
back about a month now.
- It's good to see
somebody I know.
- Yeah, I heard them
hoes jumped you though.
You good?
- Yeah, I'll be all right.
- Yeah, well, you know me,
I'm here to save the day.
Listen, take one
today, one tomorrow,
forget everything, okay?
- You always comin'
through, Pumpkin.
- You know I got you, friend.
(upbeat music)
Hey
Oh, hey
Hey, hey
What a way to go
(upbeat pop music)
Oh, hey
(upbeat pop music)
I really do think
I be losin' my mind
I really do think
I be losin' my shit
- [Camille] The pills made
me forget about everything.
They made me feel free, and
they made all my pain disappear.
I felt I needed that.
Days was flyin' by fast.
I had thoughts maybe my lawyer
might come through soon.
This ain't the life I want.
Bubbles?
Oh my God, what you doin' here?
- Camille, I haven't
seen you in so long!
- Girl, I know you
not my new roommate.
- It looks like it.
- Anyways, Bubbles, I'm in here
for what happened that night
with Brandon and his wife.
But you here now, so
you can help me get out.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I can do that.
Besides, it was an accident.
We didn't go there
to kill nobody.
But kinda keep it a little low,
if people find out
that we're friends,
they won't let us be
roommates anymore.
- Bubbles, I'm not tryin'
to be here at all, okay?
I'm tryin' to get out of here.
They got me for two murders.
- I know, I know.
Let me talk to my
lawyer tomorrow,
have him look at the case,
and see what he can do, okay?
- All right, Bubbles.
But there's somethin'
I ain't asked you.
- What that?
- What's your real name?
(bubbles laughing maniacally)
- Camille, friend, we've
been friends for too long
for you to not know my name.
- I never asked you.
- Well my name is Amber.
- Amber?
Amber?
What the fuck she mean Amber?
Yes, it was two of us, okay?
We both went to go
talk to Brandon.
- Okay, so you and a
friend went with guns
to talk to Brandon
Smith and his wife?
- We didn't even know
his wife was there.
- So you are agreeing
that you and a friend
with with guns to
talk to Mr. Smith?
- It was only for protection.
He threatened my
life, detective, mine.
- So bein' that
he threatened you,
you went over there with a gun?
Right?
- We didn't shoot nobody, okay?
That's the only thing.
We did not shoot anybody.
Yes, we went with guns, okay?
- Camille, who did?
- It was me and Bubbles.
She accidentally shot Ms. Smith.
I don't know what
happened, okay?
I wasn't all the way there.
- So in your statement, you
said that she shot first.
- That's exactly what happened.
- Okay.
Well, here's a photo
from the cameras.
(dramatic music)
We see Cherry Bomb, but
we don't see anyone else.
- I don't know,
but she was there.
Y'all tryin' to make it
seem like I went crazy,
but she was there, okay?
Bubbles she was there.
She was there the
night I seen Brandon!
- Okay, so we don't
know her real name,
or we don't know your friend.
So you say her name
Bubbles, right?
What's her real name?
What's her first name,
what's her last name?
- I never thought to
ask her that, okay?
- Okay.
So, we need to look
for your friend.
Can you at least give me
a first and last name?
'Cause this is gonna
get pinned on you.
You're facing 10 to life.
- I don't know.
All I know is her
name's Bubbles.
That's it, that's
all I can tell you.
- Well, you can go
back to your cell.
That's it.
(dramatic music)
- Camille?
Camille?
Guess who I got on the phone?
- Girl, how you get a
phone up in here anyways?
- You know I got my ways,
that's Melissa though.
- Hey, what's up?
- What's up, girl?
Glad to hear your voice.
I told you if you ever
needed anything to hit me up.
- I know, I know, I know.
Girl, quick, you
remember Bubbles?
- Bubbles? I don't
know no Bubbles.
- The girl that was with
me at the photo shoot.
- Again, I don't
know no Bubbles.
- She came with me
and she left with me.
- I don't remember
nobody bein' with you.
- It was four of us.
- No, it was three.
Me, my home girl Red, and you.
I don't forget shit.
- [Guard] Pumpkin?
- [Pumpkin] What?
- [Guard] You're
needed, let's go.
(inmates chattering)
Camille Francis, let's go.
- Why you bring me here?
- I told you I can
make anything happen.
- Yo?
- What's up Fatima?
- What's up with you?
You been ignorin' me
since this shit happened,
like I had somethin'
to do with it.
- This why you brought me here?
That's why?
- Yes, like look at
what all I had to do
just to talk to you.
- Look, I just been
tryin' to lay low, okay?
Countin' my days 'til
I get up outta here.
- Camille, layin' low?
Look at all of what I had
to do just to get to you.
Like we locked up, it's not
what you know it's who you know.
And in prison, who you know
means survival, Camille.
- I hear you, but
I'm about to go.
- What?
- Pumpkin, you got that for me?
- Got you.
- Pumpkin?
Camille?
- Let's go.
- Camille?
- You tried, that's
all you can do.
- Fuck!
- [Camille] If I
could just go back
to bein' where I first
started, free, happy.
- Yes, I love it.
Hold that for me.
Okay, give me them legs.
Give me that, oh, right.
Oh, you lookin' right.
Give me more.
Money, money.
That's what I'm talkin' about.
Oh, Cherry Bomb,
girl come on in here.
Come join, oh my God.
- Where do you want me?
- Hey guys, thank you.
Oh, that dress.
That's what I'm talkin' about.
We about to go with Cherry Bomb.
Hold that for me, hold it.
Hold that, hold that,
mmm, yes I love it.
I love it!
Okay, thank you ladies,
that was wonderful.
You did great.
- Camille?
- Melissa, girl that you?
- Girl, you look so good!
- I ain't seen you in forever.
- Girl, I know.
I hope you're not still
mad about that boy.
- Girl, that was in the past.
That's dead and gone now,
we moved forward, okay?
- Girl, that nigga
wasn't shit anyway.
- Ain't shit.
He sure wasn't shit, that's
why he ain't my nigga now.
- Right. Right.
But if you ever wanna hang,
or if you need anything,
just hit me up.
- I got you, boo.
Here let me give you my phone
so you can put your
number in there.
- Why?
- What you say girl?
- Huh?
- Oh, I thought
you said somethin'.
- Oh nothin', I was talkin'
to my friend about somethin'.
- All right, girl.
- I'll see you later.
- All right.
- Come on Bubbles,
let's just go.
- I'm sick and tired of
her actin' like that.
(dramatic music)
- Hey, boo.
- What's up girl?
- What you been up to?
- Nothin', stayin' flirtin'
with Officer Richardson.
- Girl, you probably done
throw that thing back.
- Girl, I threw it
all the way back.
I be doin' shit on purpose,
just so he can check me.
(laughing joyfully)
- Girl.
- For real, I swear that
my baby daddy, girl.
- In your mind, but it works.
- Yeah.
- Y'all look cute together.
- I know, I need to lose a
little weight, thick as hell.
- Girl, you just need
a little waist trainer.
(laughing joyfully)
Snatch that thing in,
you good, you good.
- I know it, for real.
- What up?
- School boots.
Solid, let me see your tongue.
- What you mean?
- Solid, let me see your tongue.
- Man, my shit been
swollen for a minute now.
What y'all tryin' to say?
- Man, this bitch burnt us.
- She sure did.
So that means we gonna get
her ass tonight, right?
- Hell yeah.
- I'm definitely with the shit.
- Bubbles, I'm so
happy you're here.
I finally got a true friend.
- Absolutely, friend.
We're gonna be in this together.
- I'm serious, Bubbles,
havin' a friend in here,
it just gives me hope.
- Mm-hmm.
Oh by the way, my lawyer
has some good news.
They supposed to be
hittin' me up tomorrow.
- Really?
- Yeah.
- Oh, that's dope!
Oh my god, I can't wait.
- What you got there, friend?
- Oh, these?
- Yeah.
- Just somethin' to make us
sleep a little better tonight.
- Oh, you know I like to party.
Same time?
- Mm-hmm.
- Mmm.
- We gonna sleep good tonight.
- Mm-hmm.
- Hopefully hear some
good news tomorrow.
- Definitely.
- [Camille] And in that moment,
even if we was locked up,
I had a feelin' everything
was gonna be all right.
And I can sleep good tonight
waitin' for the
good news tomorrow.
(dramatic music)
- [Solid] Bitch,
I'm gonna kill you.
- Kill me for what?
- Ah!
- Y'all held me down, I
didn't want none of y'all.
- You could have told us.
- What the fuck?
Y'all raped me!
(dramatic music)
Get off of me!
- Solid, you gonna
do it or what?
- Get off of me,
Bubbles, Bubbles wake up.
- Who the fuck is
you talkin' to?
- This bitch delusional.
- Bitch, ain't nobody there.
- Y'all don't see her?
Bubbles wake up!
- Solid, you gonna kill
this crazy bitch or what?
- [Camille] Get off of me!
- Solid, we went too far.
Solid, kill this bitch.
(eerie music)
- [Camille] Bubbles wasn't real.
She was just a part
of my imagination.
So this is my end, Camille
Francis, AKA, Cherry Bomb.
(dramatic music)