Haven Page #3

- See you later.

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

C-4, right?

- [Beeping, Dialing]

- Allen, where are you?

Call me when you get this.

Or better yet, get your ass over here.

I'm starting to feel

like a f***in' hostage.

I don't know whether to hang here

or come look for you. C-4.

##[Man Singing]

##[Continues]

Psst. Pippa?

What happenin'? Come here.

##[Continues]

- What are you doing here?

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

- He's already sleeping.

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

You ready or what?

Comin'?

Not tonight.

I'm really jet-lagged.

- ##[Continues]

- From Florida?

Come on.

You're talkin' foolishness.

It's your first night.

Gonna be live tonight.

My cousin throwin' a little party.

- Fool, come on.

- I can't.

- ##[Continues]

- I brought you something.

You got this

from the door, stupid.

[Laughs]

Look, no, no. L-

It's just- I couldn't find one

as pretty as you, of course.

Has that line

ever worked for you?

You gonna come, right? Come on, girl.

You know you wanna dance.

Shake your thing,

like they say in America.

- All right. Let me just get dressed.

- No, no, no, no, no.

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

What's wrong with you?

I'll take my chances.

- What are you doing?

- I left some beers in the fridge.

I gotta get 'em.

- What happened to my sheets?

- Okay.

- Wait. Your father. Shh.

- Go. Yeah, my father.

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

- Yeah, uh-huh.

[Rubbing Floor]

##[Continues]

[Hisses, Groans]

##[Ends]

[Grunts]

[Grunts]

[Sighs, Mutters]

F***.

[Sighs]

Oh, God.

- Live, right?

- How come every time I see you,

you've got a different car?

Connections, girl.

This is my island.

I run this motherfuckin' rock.

I tellin' ya.

I not askin' ya.

- What did you just say?

- Boo! Run it, girl.

[Horn Honks]

[Fritz]

This nigga's bad.

Yo, boo, think

she wearin' panties?

- This is lookin' fun.

- Yeah, girl.

The party's not happenin' without Fritz.

You know that.

F***!

Fritz?

##[Hip-hop]

Pippa!

Hey, yo, yo, yo.

What's up, sexy?

When are you gonna

give me some of this?

Oh, behavel Jesusl

What the f*** are you doing?

[Scoffs]

Sorry, big man.

##[Woman Singing In Spanish]

Yo, Fritz! What up?

[Speaking English]

Yo, listen.

It ain't nothin' like that.

- You're not listening to me.

- Since when?

F***!

I can't believe that Richie grabbed

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

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

- F*** both of you.

F***ing together.

[Laughing]

I'm sorry.

Um, can I help you?

No. I just-

I saw your iguana.

[Laughing]

Why don't you sit down, sister?

Take a line off.

- ##[Continues]

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