Starlet

Melissa. Hey.

Melissa. Melissa.

Wake up.

Can I change my room?

Hey.

Can I change my room?

I don't know how long I'm gonna

be here, but I just- it's not me.

Yeah.

I don't know. I just need to, like, paint

the walls or move the furniture...

- 'cause I'm, I don't-

- You can't.

- I don't know.

- You can't paint the walls...

because Mikey

may have to shoot in there.

No, maybe I should just

go to IKEA or something.

Don't waste your money on new shit.

Just go to a yard sale.

Yeah.

# I said I pull up

to the club #

# Fresh, fit, rocking the latest, man

Hos on my dick #

# And they be saying

you the greatest man

- How much is this one?

- Fifty cents.

- Thank you.

- Thank you.

# Do dat#

# Do dat, my nigga#

# Do dat#

# Yeah #

- Thank you very much.

- Thank you.

- Do you need help with that?

- Uh, no, I don't think so.

# Say you, dog, get the...

I don't give a f*ck #

- Ten dollars?

- Yeah, no, it wasn't $10.

I had a price tag on there.

I want to say it was four.

- I was gonna say three.

- Three? There you go.

Hey. How much is this one?

- Twenty-five cents.

- How much this is?

It's five dollars, but...

- Five dollar?

- Yeah.

Isn't this

what they keep dead people in?

What? Is there a dead

person in this?

No. That's a thermos.

It could be a nice vase.

It's not a vase or an urn.

It's a thermos.

Thermos.

Chill the..

Okay.

No refunds.

Gonna be a lovely vase.

Thank you.

You... Oh, you are doing great.

Oh, look at that!

Um, how much for this?

A dollar.

Jesus fucking Christ.

Shit.

Yo. What the hell?

F*ck is all that shit?

I'm changing up my room.

Melissa said it was fine.

I told her

you have to use that room.

Fuckin' light me up,

'cause I'm not gonna stop.

Ready, put it. No. Ready?

Thank you.

Okay.

Now, try to do

what she fucking couldn't do...

which is hold fucking

cover on me.

Okay. as I fucking storm

this motherfucking hill.

Ew!

Oh, come on. I've had more fucking

disgusting shit in my mouth than that.

Know yourself as well as you

know your fuckin' enemy...

and only then will you, can you

win a thousand times in a row.

That is fucking 16th century ancient

Chinese philosophy. Sun Tzu.

What, and this is gonna

help me win Xbox? Yes.

It can help you fuckin'...

Oh.

Yeah.

It'll help you win at life.

Do not smoke all of this.

This is my fuckin'...

I want to be able to

put my foot into a pretzel.

You know I don't even

smoke that much. Chill.

This is not what I sell.

This is my fucking personal stash.

Let's get the dog high.

Uh-uh.

No, stop!

The dog...

You know that dog is Mexican.

He's a fuckin' cholo.

Like, you should have

named him Carlito.

That fuckin'...

That dog will cut a bitch.

Starlito.

Tess?

Deep breath. Let it out.

Perfect.

Okay.

Why the f*ck are you home?

What the f*ck are

you doing home?

Baby, I ripped my nail off.

It hurts bad.

Why the f*ck

aren't you at work?

Um.

What? Things got...

Things got messed up at work.

How did they get messed up

at work?

I just made... I fucked up.

I fucked it up.

Okay. How did you f*ck it up?

Explain this to me.

I shouldn't have gotten

as fucked up as I did.

It wasn't that big of a deal.

It's not the end of the world.

What do you mean you shouldn't have

gotten as fucked up as you did?

Is somebody gonna call me later

about today?

Stop asking me so many questions.

I can't answer them all.

- $1,200! Where the f*ck are we gonna...

- That's what you care about?

You don't even care that I

broke my nail, and it hurts!

What? What? What?

Why? Really. Why?

Because I hurt my finger.

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