Haven Page #4

- [Chattering]

[Man]

Everybody get the f*** outl

- [Chattering]

- [Man] Let's head out.

[Chattering Continues]

Hammer, some dude outside

lookin' for your sister, yo.

F***ing pussyhole.

Got this.

[Fritz]

Rich, what goin'on, man?

Shoo!

This party live, man.

- Whoo, this my juice! Look at this-

- What the f*** you doin'?

- Why the rise?

- Shut the f*** up! You crash into my ride.

- You hop in talkin' about we're

gonna work some sh*t out.

- Yeah, man.

- Four f***in' months, nigga?

- Yeah, man, I've been tryin'-

- Rich, I've been tryin'

to work somethin' out for you.

- Yeah?

The sh*t better be workin' out

right now, man.

Oh, you know Fritz?

It is a small island.

Everybody knows Fritz.

Seriously, did he, um,

show you the sunset...

or try the one about how

the water's prettier at night?

- [Snorts, Laughs]

- Um, no.

Actually, he, uh-

he gave me a shell.

[Laughs]

- Watch out. That guy's a land shark.

- You don't understand.

- He left her on the side of the road.

- You want a bump?

I got dollars on my brain.

Rich, I know, man.

You bad, man. I know that.

Yeah?

I know somewhere where you can get more

than enough money to fix your car right now.

- Tonight. Right now-

- Speak.

Sh*t. F***.

[Sighs]

[Carl's Voice]

Goddamn jerk chicken.

Do you guys have any pot though?

It really helps me focus.

- What are we? F***in' Rastas?

- [Snorts, Laughs]

Season spliff.

Island tradition.

[Snorting]

Oh, my God.

Thank you guys so much.

You have no idea.

My dad has just been such a jerk.

So, are you just visiting,

or, um, did your dad...

start a hedge fund,

f*** the boss and retire early?

Um, neither, really.

She's a lifer, definitely.

You can just see it in her eyes.

[All Laughing]

##[Reggae]

Welcome to our little island.

Um, do you guys know

where the bathroom is?

It's over there.

- This is f***ed up, Eva.

- [Laughs]

She's not gonna last six months.

With Fritz, I'd be surprised

if she lasts the weekend.

[Laughs]

Slut.

[Gasping, Panting]

[Sobbing]

- There's somebody in here.

- [Door Closes]

B*tch, there's room for two.

- [Sighs]

- [Urinating]

[Mutters]

Here. Have some stabilizer.

Courtesy of Rich Boy Rich.

[Gasps]

Of course, you might know me

as Nigga Rich, behind my back.

I would never use that word.

Yo, baby, I don't

give a f***, all right?

I got no chip

on my damn shoulder either.

[Retching]

Stop all that drinking.

Psst! Baby love.

##[Man Singing]

- What happened?

- Where the f*** have you been?

You just left me.

I don't even know anybody.

I know. I know. I sorry.

Are you okay? Did they hurt you?

Just take me away from here.

Pippa, Pippa, anything

them girls say, they lyin'.

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