Girls Trip Page #2

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No, no. There's no water and no bridge.

You're fired.

Why you making me feel like

I'm on The Apprentice

or something?

Look, I get it. You're upset.

I shouldn't be throwing

things in a "place of work."

Why are you making air quotes?

This is a place of work.

Lesson learned.

Wow, you're so understanding. Oh, oh, oh.

By the way, I'm going to Essence Fest

this weekend with my girls.

We about to turn up.

So I'm-a need Friday off.

Okay. Uh, you can have all days off, Dina,

because you no longer work here.

Do you understand what I'm saying?

Totally. See you bright

and early Tuesday morning,

- plus or minus a few hours,

- All right.

- Depending on traffic.

- We're not...

Dina. Dina, we're not done yet.

- Yes, we are.

- Dina!

Okay, Ted!

Snitches get stitches.

Oh, sh*t.

- Dina, you need to grow up!

- Mm-hmm.

Bath time, homework

time, snack time.

Seaweed chips, cucumber

rounds without the skin.

Bedtime 8:
00 p.m. sharp.

Ma.

I need you to focus.

Would you calm down?

I have raised kids before.

And some of 'em turned out okay.

You know what, forget

it. I'm just gonna stay.

I'm gonna stay! Because I can't have

these kids deviate from

their schedule in any way.

It just messes everything up.

- So forget it.

- What up, b*tch?

Oh, what's good, Miss Miller?

Hello, Dina.

Have you heard of a doorbell?

Uh, have you heard of locking doors?

There's crazy people out there.

Mm.

- You ready to get turnt?

- No, I'm not going,

- because I-I don't want to leave the kids alone!

- No!

- It's not gonna work!

- No, no.

- Uh-uh. No.

- For once, I agree with Dina

and her foul mouth.

She needs this trip so she

can go off and get some love

so she can stop being

so grouchy all the time.

- Ma!

- Your mama know there's cobwebs on that thing.

- Uh...

- You know what...

Sorry.

Oh. Mm.

- Bye, Mama.

- Oh, my goodness.

- I'm gonna miss you. Oh, I'm gonna miss you so much.

- Mama.

Heifer, you are not going off to war.

Go. Go. I beg of you, go.

We'll be fine.

You are so silly.

Scrubs?

Really? That's what you're doing?

What's wrong with this?

Uh-uh. We are not going nowhere

until we see you with some camel toe, okay?

No, I don't do camel toe.

Okay, well, you can't just show forearm.

- That's not sexy.

- All right, Dina...

Where are you going, to teach first grade?

- Okay...

- Who wears socks this thick in New Orleans?

- All right. I organized everything!

- Nobody.

Girl, we're going to the

Essence... What is this,

- the "Bidi Bidi Bom Bom" Collection?

- Okay, I...

- Is this a Care Bear shirt?

- Don't touch nothing!

Don't touch nothing!

As usual, you guys f***ing killed it.

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