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(wind gushing)
- It's hot.
Damn it's hot.
Fuck, it's hot.
Please tell me why you talked us into buying a vacation home
in the middle of nowhere, again.
- 'Cause it brings us 10K in passive income every month.
- Oh yeah, that's right.
(both laughing)
That's why I married you.
You keep my bank account full
and my black card fully loaded.
- Really?
Is that the only reason why?
- Yep.
- [Shawn] Wow.
(Chelsea laughing)
- Well that, and you kind of cute or whatever.
So, are you excited to see your friends?
- I am.
It's been a minute since, you know, we've been together,
all at one place, so yeah.
- What was it like back then?
- You would've not liked me back then.
- Why?
- 'Cause the girls was jogging me.
(Chelsea laughing)
- Okay whatever.
- Nah, but it was much easier back then
'cause you know we was on the basketball team.
We made it to the final four.
- Okay.
- And I hit the game winning shot.
- Mm-hmm.
- Got drafted second round.
And you know Mike, Mike actually went to the G
and Mack went his own way, so.
- And what do they do now?
- Mike is an executive accountant for some tech company.
And Mack is actually doing better than all of us.
Yeah, he got into Bitcoin right before it blew up.
- And their wives?
- I don't think they have wives.
But it did say they was being like two girls.
- Oh Lord.
- Play nice.
- I will.
It just would be nice to have a heads up beforehand.
- My love, what's the worst that can happen?
- You right.
Let's go have some fun.
(Chelsea sighing)
(wind gushing)
- Mike, hurry up 'for someone sees you.
- Okay.
I'm coming right now.
(footsteps crunching)
- Here.
- Sorry baby, I couldn't hold it any longer.
- Well, next time don't guzzle five sodas
when we're driving in the middle of the desert.
- You're probably right.
- You know what?
Please, this weekend, don't act like a caveman.
Act like I've given you some home training.
- I try my best but no promises.
- Here we go.
Does this house have alcohol?
- I honestly don't know.
If it don't, we going straight to the store.
- Now that's my man.
- Hell yeah.
(both laughing)
(footsteps crunching)
(car doors thudding)
- Boo.
(Ciara screaming)
(Mack laughing)
Oh man.
- What the hell is wrong with you?
Why would you do that?
- Me?
Why don't you be more aware of your surroundings
while we on this trip?
- Whatever.
- I'm serious.
- Whatever.
Anyway, what'd you get us?
- You know I got the good stuff as promised.
- We cannot afford that, why would you buy that?
- Man, I'm not even about to let you ruin this trip.
- [Ciara] Okay.
- I'm serious.
All my boys is here and we're about to have a good time.
The only reason you here is 'cause they're married
and they said I had to bring somebody else.
- Right.
That's the only reason.
- Yeah.
- Okay, Mack.
- That's the only reason.
- Mm-hmm.
- [Mack] Come on.
(car door thudding)
(door hinge creaking)
(door thudding)
- Mm-hmm.
- I knew I had good taste.
- Yeah, impeccable.
- You know I got something else you can taste.
- Come on girl.
Mm-hmm.
- Ooh.
Wow.
- This is nice babe.
You sure we don't have to pay for anything.
- We don't have to pay for nothing.
Shawn and Chelsea own this place.
- I like your friends already.
- I know you would.
- Where we sleeping?
- I don't know.
Let's find out.
The rooms are that way.
- Oh.
(both moaning)
(both laughing)
Oh.
- Hey man, what the hell?
- I guess this ain't our room.
(both laughing)
- Well let's go to bed.
Okay.
(both laughing)
- There he is.
- [Mike] That's my dog.
Hey bro.
- Bro, I ain't seen you in a minute.
You looking fresh. - Now you know.
You know I still come with it.
Come on now.
Mack, Jen.
Yeah Mack.
- Nice to meet you, Jen.
- [Jen] Pleased to meet you.
- This is Ciara.
- Hi, nice to meet you.
- [Mike] Nice to meet you Ciara.
- Oh, I love your fit.
- Oh, thank you.
You look cute too.
- Thank you.
- So,
where's the superstar?
- [Ciara] Who?
- Shawn, fool.
(both laughing)
- Okay.
Hey, did we miss something.
- Look's like we may have missed it.
(all laughing)
- Where my boys at?
- Man, show me some love. - Hello boy.
Come on boy. - The boys are back, man.
- For sure, man.
- [Mack] Okay.
- Introduce me to the lovely ladies.
- This is Ciara.
- Hi everyone.
- Nice to meet you.
- This is Jen.
- Hi. - Pleased to meet you.
- Hey Jen, hi, nice to meet you.
This is the lovely.
- Chelsea?
- Wait, you two know each other.
- Yeah.
I'm Mack,
Devante's little brother.
- You mean Little Mack?
- Yep, that's me.
(all laughing)
- Oh wow.
Oh my gosh, I haven't seen you in years.
You definitely grew up well.
(Mack laughing)
Baby, me and Mack grew up two houses down from each other.
- Really?
- Mm-hmm.
- That's crazy.
It's a small world.
I didn't know y'all two knew each other.
- Neither did I until your front page cover
last summer, superstar.
- That was nothing, man.
- Shawn, don't do that.
Don't downplay your actions, man.
That was dope.
- Enough of the small talk.
I know Mack, the Mack man over here,
I know he bought something for us, man, come on,
I know you. - Just like back in the day.
- Come on, let's get to it, y'all.
(all laughing)
- Yeah.
Okay, before we all get too faded.
- Girl, that ship has already sunk, a few hours ago.
- Okay, before the rest of us get too faded,
I think we should go over our agenda.
- Let's hear it.
- Okay, so tomorrow I need you guys all
to sober up in the morning
because we're gonna go on a hike and explore the outdoors.
- Girl, don't you know I'm allergic to exercise?
- Wow.
(all laughing)
- Okay baby, what else?
- Okay, so we got our couples dates
and then we got our group games and then tomorrow's recovery
and then we head out.
You guys ready to have some fun?
- Yep.
All right, so what's first?
- Okay, so tonight ladies, we are cooking for the fellas.
And then we have a question card game.
- Well, y'all better get to it.
Dang.
- [Chelsea] Okay.
- What?
I just said. - Mack is always macking.
- Y'all don't got my back?
- Come on, Mack.
- Y'all never got my back, man.
I want a sandwich.
(all screaming)
- Oh hell no. - Oh hell no.
- [Jen] Mm-mm.
- [Ciara] Grab the bag just in case?
- [Mike] No, we need one of these.
- [Jen] Oh shit, where is he?
Where your man go?
- See, y'all was overreacting.
That was probably like a power surge or something.
- Hey man, when you start carrying that on you?
Ain't you from the suburbs?
- Since the world started losing it's mind.
- Okay, nah bro, you can put that up now.
I think the coast is clear.
- Come on bro.
Put that thing away.
He's out here tweaking.
(people speaking indistinctly)
- I think I need a refill on my drink.
- Mm-hmm. - How about y'all?
- I second that.
- That sounds like a great idea.
- All right.
- So, how long you been with Mack?
- Just a little while now.
- Any thoughts about marriage?
- Marriage?
Girl, we need to make it through the weekend
without having an argument first.
(all laughing)
- Oh, damn.
How long have you and Mike been together?
- About 10 years now.
We got married kind of quick after I got pregnant, so.
- You trapped him?
- Ew, he trapped me.
I was on my way to law school.
And two kids later, I haven't made it back.
- [Chelsea] Sounds good.
- What about you?
- We've been married five years
and then we dated two years prior to that.
- Okay.
Any kids?
- No.
We've tried, but it hasn't happened.
- You ain't missing anything?
- Well, girl, I'm sure it's gonna happen
when it's supposed to, okay.
- Thank you.
- Yeah.
So, you knew Mack back in the day?
- Yeah.
He was quite the ball player.
- Hmm.
He never lets me forget it.
(all laughing)
Do the rest of them still talk about the glory days?
- Absolutely.
- We hear y'all talking about us
- Then maybe you shouldn't give us so much to talk about.
- Let him be, man.
- She always running her mouth.
- The last thing we need is the battle of the sexes.
- Easy for you to say.
Bro, you got the perfect wife.
- Bro, marriage is not an easy task.
- That's very true.
- Well, I'm cool off of that.
I remember back in college we had all the women.
We used to line 'em up
and knock 'em down. - Shh, bro,
bro, bro, you being too loud bro.
You trying to get me in trouble.
- My bad, my bad, my bad.
- I mean, Shawn, you did have all the hoes.
- Mike,
stop trying to act like you ain't have your fair share, bro.
- We all did.
Especially at that Championship game.
- Man, we partied so hard, I threw up for two days.
- I hit the game winning shot.
- And then you got drafted.
- And then I ended my career after the third game.
- I mean, despite all that, we all turned out fine.
- Yeah, but not like Mr. Hollywood over here.
- Bro, ain't you about a crack a million?
- I mean, yeah,
but I had to build it from the bottom up.
- And what you trying to say, I did it?
- Hey guys, chill.
I think we should play the card game.
(all laughing)
- Man these men are a mess.
(all laughing)
Come on, let's go.
- Okay, let's go.
- It's time to play.
(all laughing)
- Okay.
- What's up now, ladies?
- Are y'all ready to play Truth or Drink?
- Let's do it. - Yeah.
- Sound like trouble.
- Okay, I don't know about trouble,
but it's for sure a way to get us all drunk.
- Okay, now that's my type of game.
- Here we go.
All right, so this is how we play.
Everyone takes.
Ooh, I'm sorry, boo.
Everyone takes turns to grabbing a card
and then you have to read the question out loud, okay.
If you decide to not answer the question,
then you gotta take a shot.
But if you do, you get a point.
And then the first person to five points wins.
Got it? - Say no more.
I'll go first.
- Okay.
- Okay, let's go, babe.
- "Name a time when you lied to your partner."
Yep, I'm taking a shot.
(all laughing)
- [Chelsea] Ooh.
(all laughing)
- [Mack] That's wild.
(all laughing)
- Okay, gimme a card.
(all laughing)
- That's crazy.
That's wild.
- "Tell your partner an outfit or hairstyle
"that you didn't like."
Ooh.
This one's gonna be easy.
Babe, during COVID you had that hideous man bun.
Oh my God, y'all, it was so ugly.
But the only reason I didn't say anything
is because I had stopped shaving my legs at the time.
- [Ciara] Oh girl.
- What's the deal?
Keep it real.
- Oh my God. - That's funny.
Oh, okay, it's my turn, my turn.
Pass me the card.
- I got you, got you.
- Oh.
"Tell your partner, the family member or friend"
"that you dislike the most."
Babe, I really don't like your sister.
Like it's nothing personal.
It's not even personal, it's just,
she's just a hot mess, ghetto as hell.
Too many baby daddies.
- No, no, no, no, chill, chill.
- Chill.
Chill man.
- Play the game, man.
- All right.
"Name the person in the group that you're most attracted to,"
"even if it's not your partner."
I mean, that's easy.
Chelsea,
- You're foul, Mack.
Oh my God.
- Okay, my turn.
Pass me for card.
Thank you.
Okay, "Tell your partner something that is a turnoff."
Okay, I'll just say it.
I think it's a little weird that you take so long
to get ready, babe.
I mean, I'm a girl and it takes me 30 minutes
to get out the door, why does it take you a whole hour?
(all laughing)
I mean, you look good, baby but.
(all laughing)
I'm just saying like, speed up the process.
(blender humming)
Rise and shine everyone.
- Girl, what the hell are you doing?
- Shawn, please come and get your girl.
- Baby, don't you think it's a little too early,
- You guys, it's almost 8:00 a.m.
We only have an hour until we need to go on our walk.
So, please get up, take your showers,
let's eat some breakfast and let's go.
- Oh, Shawn, is she like this every morning?
- Unfortunately.
- You wanna come take my kids.
- You guys, let's go please.
- Okay, okay.
- We got things to do, places to go, people to see.
(all sighing)
- [Jen] Good morning.
- Hey girl.
- All right, y'all ready?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
- Let's go.
Y'all ready? - Guys?
- No.
I think we sitting this one out.
- Yeah, me too.
- Baby, why don't y'all make it like a girls thing,
the fellas, we need to recover, you know.
- I don't mind.
- Okay, yeah, I like you ladies, so let's do it.
- Let's go.
- [Ciara] Okay.
- You ladies, be safe.
- Call us if you need anything.
Bye Chelsea.
- Got your phone?
- Oh, phone, yes.
- [Mack] Take your time.
Come back whenever.
- [Shawn] Call me if you need me though, for whatever.
- [Mack] Or me.
- Bro, what's the game plan, y'all?
- I don't know man.
I ain't been this hungover since.
(Mike laughing)
- Since Shawn and I had to pick you up off the floor
in the girl's dorm room,
when Shanice broke up with him.
(all laughing)
- I really did love Shanice though, huh?
- You definitely did.
But y'all remember what we used to do back then
when we were hungover?
- Drink some more. - Drink some more.
(all laughing)
Let's do that.
(all laughing)
The boys are back, man.
- [Mack] Let's get it.
I'm towed up.
What you got?
- [Mike] Man, I'm already drinking, come on, bro.
- [Shawn] Where's the bottle?
(footsteps crunching)
(people speaking indistinctly)
- It's so hot in the sun.
- Why didn't I bring up my sunglasses?
(footsteps crunching)
- That's crazy. - I got sun spray though, so.
- Okay, we're good. - You got
black girl, sun spray?
- Yes.
(all laughing)
- Oh you guys, the trail starts right over there.
- Oh, okay, I see it, I see it.
- How long is that supposed to take?
- I mean just a few hours.
- A few?
- Look you guys, it's not that big of a deal,
we're good, come on girl.
- I'm like sweating down my edges.
I'ma lose my eyebrows.
- Okay, all right.
Almost there guys.
- Almost there. - We are here
at Joshua Tree.
- Mm-hmm.
- Ooh.
- Wow.
- Oh wow.
This I beautiful.
- See, I told you.
- Yeah, it wasn't even that bad.
- Mm-mm.
- Okay, how about this?
How about we take a selfie so we can send it to the guys?
- Oh yeah. - Oh yeah.
- Right.
- Yeah, let's see.
- Where's my phone?
- Did you have a pocket?
- No, I had it right here.
Like,
have you guys seen it?
- No.
- The last time I saw it you were vlogging
and talking about how hot it was.
That was like 30 minutes ago.
- Shit.
Man.
- Okay, well why don't we just go look for your phone?
- All right.
- Yeah, let's just retrace our steps.
- I mean, okay.
(footsteps crunching)
- I still can't believe I lost my phone.
- I can't believe how long we looked for it.
- Look, I think it's time we all take some showers.
- Yeah.
- Yeah, it's a little funky.
- Mm-hmm.
Who wants to go first.
- We're back, fellas.
Did you miss us?
(door thudding)
(footsteps thudding)
- Where the fuck have y'all been?
- Whoa, whoa.
Take it down a notch.
- Yeah, Ciara lost her phone and we just lost track of time.
Where is everyone?
- I mean, Mike's out back passed out.
What do you mean everybody?
Shawn's not with you guys?
- No, I mean, why would he be with us?
- Fuck.
He told us that he was gonna go look for y'all.
Y'all weren't answering your damn phones,
so, he told us to stay back just in case y'all return.
But I'm sure there's nothing to worry about.
He ain't been gone for too long.
Just hang tight, he'll be back soon.
- Okay.
Yeah, you're probably right.
Let me call him.
- Yeah, I'll go with you.
- I'll go look for Mike, so.
- All right, bet.
(footsteps tapping)
- Let's see.
He's going straight to voicemail.
- Well, we had no reception out there, remember?
I was trying to upload my vlog to the page
and it wasn't working.
- Oh yeah. - So.
- You're right.
- Yeah. - No reception.
Lemme try again.
- Any luck?
- No, nothing at all.
This is not like him.
- I'm sure, babe, he's coming, you know,
let's just wait it out.
- Okay.
- Mack, can you run us back through what happened?
- When all you guys decided to leave
us boys were still hungover.
But instead of drinking water, we just got drunk some more.
- I know, baby.
It was a dumb idea.
- Yeah, you think?
- Man, all we was doing was listening to music
and having a good time.
Y'all the ones that took too long.
That's when Shawn decided to dip.
- Okay, was he drunk when he left?
- I'm pretty sure.
We all was kind of messed up.
- Okay, well we need to get flashlights and go look for him.
- Absolutely.
- Whoa.
I mean, shouldn't somebody stay back in case he returns?
- Maybe you should just stay then, babe, okay.
- Okay.
All right.
- All right, let's go.
- Let's go.
- Come on.
- Shawn.
Shawn.
- Shawn.
Shawn, where are you?
- Shawn, Shawn.
- Shawn.
- Shawn, baby, please come here.
- Shawn, bro, where are you?
- Baby, where are you?
I just know he wouldn't get lost like this.
- Shawn.
(footsteps crunching)
Shawn.
- Come on, Shawn it's getting cold out here now.
(footsteps tapping)
Yeah.
- Any luck?
- No.
He's not back yet?
- I mean, he could've went far.
Maybe he's drunk, passed out around the house.
Let's go check around here.
- You know what?
I'm gonna call the cops.
- Don't you think it's a little soon to call the cops?
- No. - No, I don't.
- [Mike] Grab your flash light.
- Here.
- Mack, come help us.
- I got a flashlight, genius.
- Okay, yeah.
- Yeah.
- It's ringing.
- Should be okay.
- Shawn, Shawn.
- Shawn.
Shawn.
- Where are you?
Shawn.
- Shawn, you out there?
Shawn, come on man, bring your ass out.
Your wife is out here tripping.
(footsteps crunching)
- Shawn, can you hear me?
(footsteps crunching)
- Shawn.
(footsteps crunching)
- [Mike] Baby.
(Jen screaming)
- [Jen] Oh God.
- You okay?
- Yeah, yeah.
- All right.
I think the cops are here.
We should go inside and check on Chelsea, come on.
(footsteps crunching)
(Chelsea crying)
- When was the last time that you saw him, ma'am?
- I don't know.
I mean at this point in the morning.
- Okay, did you guys get into any altercation or argument?
- No.
Not at all.
(Chelsea crying)
- Here, here.
- Thank you. - It's okay.
- The guys was so drunk to going the hike this morning,
so the girls left without us.
- So, technically you two
were the last two people to see Shawn.
- Yeah.
Mack, technically.
I passed out from the alcohol before the girls got back.
- What happened was, the girls went to go look for Shawn,
they said they'd be right back.
- I had lost my phone.
- Shawn told us that he was gonna go look for the girls.
He asked me to stay behind
just in case they turned up.
- Okay, and roughly what time was that?
- Man, I don't know.
We was way too drunk.
- Okay, and did any of you guys think to call him?
- He keeps going straight to voicemail.
- Are you guys sure that he's just not out there
just doing his thing?
- I know my husband,
he would never be gone this long without checking in, never.
- I understand, ma'am.
But unfortunately I can't file a Missing Persons Report
until we hit 24 hours.
- Okay, so what are we supposed to do?
Just wait until he gets bit by a snake
or dies from dehydration?
- No, by all means, you guys continue to look for him, okay.
And if he shows up, that's cool.
If he doesn't, I'll check back into the 24-hour mark
and then I'll file your police report for you, okay.
- Thanks officer.
- Y'all stay safe.
- Okay guys, it's getting kinda late.
I think we should regroup in the morning.
(Chelsea crying)
- Turn the shower water on.
- What's going on?
- I don't think that Shawn is missing.
- Jen, what are you talking about?
Where do you get this from?
- When we were outside looking for Shawn.
I found it by that big cactus on the ground.
- Jen, this could be for anyone.
- No, read the inside.
- Oh, give it here.
"To the love of my life, Shawn."
"Love Chelsea."
Oh, okay you're right.
It's his ring but this could mean anything.
Maybe he cut his hand on the cactus and he lost it.
- That's like hopeful thinking, but I don't think so.
Look,
Mack has been so fucking weird this whole time.
- Wait,
Jen, you don't think.
- Shh.
- You don't think Mack killed Shawn?
- Well, I know you didn't.
- Look, Jen, you're off on this one.
Mack is our boy, he would never hurt Shawn.
- During the game he kept saying how Chelsea
is so attractive, right.
And then this whole time he's been
staring at her and Shawn like 24/7.
And then on our hike, Ciara basically told us
how his whole life is a sham.
Like he's jealous as fuck of you and Shawn,
but he's really jealous of Shawn
and his chain is fake as hell.
- You're off on this one, Jen.
Mack is our boy, he would never hurt us.
- Who's the last person to see Shawn?
And who almost hit their girlfriend in front of everyone?
Look, I'm not crazy.
Come on, just go talk to him and see if his story holds up.
- I'm not doing that.
I'm about to take a shower and I'm going to sleep.
- Baby listen, do I ever bug you like this?
- Jen, no.
- Okay, okay, so just appease me, right.
Just go talk to him.
If I'm wrong, I'll hold my L.
Okay, and then I can sleep with some peace of mind.
- Jen, you're crazy, but I'll go talk to him.
(footsteps tapping)
(door thudding)
Sheesh.
Man, this a shit show in here.
- Tell me about it.
- Pour up, man.
Only thing I wanted to do is get away for the weekend,
get away from the kids and kick it with my boys.
And this is what I get,
Shawn and his shenanigans.
Man, I just keep playing the back of my head,
trying to see how can I help.
Only thing I remember is we was partying, singing,
and then the room got fuzzy.
What you guys do when I passed out?
- I mean, honestly man,
we was just drinking and talking, that's it.
- What did you guys talk about?
- More of the same, life in the good old days.
- I feel you.
When he noticed the girls should have been back?
- Probably like an hour after you left.
That's when he left to go check on the girls.
- You think Shawn took his phone with him?
- I'm pretty sure he did.
But if we're being honest, man,
I should've just went with him for real.
- Don't beat yourself up about it, man.
I'm gonna go get some sleep right now.
I'll see you in the morning.
- All right.
(footsteps tapping)
(Jen sighing)
- Hey.
What's up?
- I think he's hiding something.
- What makes you say that?
- Don't act shocked now.
- Shh, I'm being serious.
- Do you remember when the cop was here
and he asked the questions about us lying?
- What did he ask us?
- He said it was after you guys got back.
You guys got back pretty fast and it was dark.
- Okay, so?
- I passed out pretty early.
It could have been dark when you guys got back.
- Maybe he forgot.
- Jen, no.
- Okay, well we wanna be sure about this
before we accuse someone of murder.
- Shh.
- Sorry, sorry.
- This how I know he's lying for sure.
- How?
- When we was young growing up,
Mack would always lie about smashing some chick,
and he would always used the word, for real.
- Okay, did he use it?
- Yep.
Right when he said he wish he could help him.
- Damn.
Do you think we should tell the girls?
- No, no, no.
We don't know how they were gonna respond.
- Maybe we should leave.
- No.
And leave Chelsea and Ciara here with a murderer.
I don't think so.
- Okay, so, what's the plan?
- I think you should go where you found the ring,
for more evidence.
Look around and if you see something else,
we'll call a cop and we'll deal with him from there.
- Okay, okay.
Okay.
How are you gonna distract him?
- It shouldn't be that hard.
- Okay.
Okay.
Bet. - Bet.
Come on.
- Hey babe, wait.
- Yeah.
- I love you.
- I love you too.
Come on.
- I thought you was going to sleep?
- Man, I couldn't.
I just hold Jen until she went to bed.
- I feel you.
- I just hope our boy is okay.
- Bro, that nigga is made of Teflon.
Don't worry about him.
- Yeah, that's true.
Man, you remember that time we had that dare
to see who can jump out the window into the pool,
and Shawn did with no hesitation?
- Yeah, that man was always crazy.
- True.
Do you ever think if one of us
would've hit that game winning shot in the Championship
instead of him?
- Not really.
- What?
Man.
(Mack sighing)
I think about it all the time.
I coulda had the fame,
the money,
Chelsea.
(Mack sighing)
Chelsea.
(footsteps crunching)
- Oh shit.
(footsteps crunching)
(Jen gasping)
- You should have stayed asleep, Jen.
- You killed him?
- Maybe.
- What the fuck is wrong with you?
- You know I haven't been able to figure that out yet.
- You're a psychopath.
- Yeah.
But I'm a psychopath that's not gonna let you ruin my plan.
- What plan?
(footsteps crunching)
(Mike gasping)
- Shit.
Get up, get up, get up.
You guys, we gotta get out here now.
- Why are you yelling?
What is going on, Mike?
- I think Mack had done something bad
and trying to cover it up.
- Man, what that nigga do now?
- I explained later.
We need to go now.
- Okay. - Okay.
But where's Jen?
- I don't know, I think she's outside.
I'm about to go grab her right now.
- Okay.
All right girl, get your phone, let's go.
(footsteps tapping)
- Where the fuck do you think you going?
- Oh man, we gonna head out.
Chelsea ain't feeling too well and Jen is outside,
we gotta go find her.
- Why the fuck would Jen be outside when it's dark?
(Mike groaning)
Nigga, sit your down.
Hurry the fuck up, come on.
You too.
- Okay man.
- What, you think you special?
Sit the fuck down.
Three, two, sit the fuck down.
- Shit.
- I think we need to have a chat.
- Did you kill my husband?
- Well that depends on what you mean by kill.
- You bastard.
(Chelsea crying)
- This isn't a game, man.
Maybe we can work this out.
I know it was an accident.
- You really have problems.
- And you one of them.
- Me?
I've been taking care of your little broke ass
for the past six months.
How dare you?
- [Chelsea] What?
- I thought you was about to rake in a million.
The whole Bitcoin thing, remember?
- Mike, please shut the fuck up.
I'm trying to tell the story.
- Look, I don't care about your story,
I just wanna know what you do with my husband.
- Fuck you and your husband.
I'm telling a fucking story.
- Oh my God.
- Three brothers, three best friends, their whole life,
grew up playing basketball together,
doing everything together, went off to college together.
Senior year, that was the one, senior year,
they made it all the way to the Championship in college.
And then they won.
Next thing you know one of 'em gets to go off
to the motherfucking league.
- Oh my God.
- Another one, yeah, he took over his family's business
and then he played in the G League.
Life is great, ain't it?
Not for everybody.
'Cause some of us had to go back to the motherfucking hood.
Who can guess who that was?
- I mean you.
But what does that have to do anything?
- I'm getting there.
If you let me finish my motherfucking story.
So.
(Mack sighing)
After he had to go back to the hood,
take care of his siblings 'cause his mom was a crack head,
he had to figure out how to get a real job,
'cause all that other wasn't working for him.
He ain't have time for that bullshit, getting left.
The next thing you know his mom died.
He had to take out a loan
just to pay for her fucking funeral.
You know what that is like?
Fucked up his own credit.
And next thing you know he's back to square one,
nothing.
- You ain't shit anyway.
- Ciara,
if you interrupt me one more motherfucking time,
I'm blowing your brains out.
As I was saying, while y'all out here living it up
in the league, I'm back in the projects
trying to build it up from the bottom.
- I mean, you never say anything.
- Why would I tell you what your suburban ass,
what the fuck is you gonna do?
- What does any of this have to do with my husband?
- Getting there.
Let me get to the end.
Y'all impatient ass motherfuckers.
All right, let me ask.
All right, my fault.
My fault.
This whole weekend, your husband
has been bragging about his money and his fame
and all his history and bullshit.
And then y'all went on that motherfucking hike.
- Bro, what's the game plan y'all?
- I don't know man.
I ain't been this hung over since.
(Mike laughing)
- Since Shawn and I had to pick you up
off the floor in the girl's dorm room,
when Shanice broke up with him.
(both laughing)
- I really did love Shanice though, huh?
- You definitely did.
But y'all remember what we used to do back then
when we were hungover?
- Drink some more. - Drink some more.
(all laughing)
Let's do that.
The boys are back, man.
- [Mack] Let's get it.
I am towed up.
What you got?
- [Mike] Man, I'm already drinking.
Come on, bro.
- [Shawn] Mack, where's the bottle?
- [Shawn] Damn nigga you good?
- My bad bro, damn.
Move your drink next time.
- Man, y'all remember when we was go out
and party all night long?
- And you still can't handle your liquor, bro.
- And that is facts.
- Man, whatever.
I always could hold my own.
Damn, we had like 10 shots.
Y'all not fucked up yet?
- Not as much as you are, bro.
- I think you should go lay down, Mike.
- You know what?
You might be right.
(mike groaning)
(footsteps crunching)
- [Mack] Damn look, oh look this stupid ass nigga go again.
- I'm good.
- [Mack] Always on that fuck shit.
- Boy he stay lit.
- Yeah, always on some bullshit man.
(footsteps crunching)
Don't come out till I tell you to.
(Mack sighing)
Oh man.
This is the good life right here man.
- Not too far from your regular life, big baller.
Congrats on all your success Mr. cryptocurrency.
- Appreciate that bro.
You know I'm finally about to get a million dollars.
- Yeah?
You ain't ever thinking about settling down.
(Mack laughing)
- Ain't I told you enough bro?
I'm a mack for life, that shit never changing.
- You don't wanna start a family one day?
- Hell no.
That's too many mouths to feed.
- That part is true.
Let's talk some numbers bro.
Let me see where I wanna invest in.
- Oh, for real?
Okay, bet.
So, pretty much it's like this.
Say for example, you put, I don't know, 50 bands in, right.
You wake up the next morning, you got a hundred bands.
- How?
- Nigga, you ain't ever trusted me about shit.
- Nah, it's not that bro.
I just wanna be able to go back to my people
just in case they want invest in your plan too.
- Oh, for real?
That would be fire.
Okay, but all right, all right, all right,
my fault, my fault.
So, honestly it's all about percentages.
Say for example, you put like 50 bands in,
like I said, you get that money back.
It's all quick and easy.
- Bro, I don't know nothing that comes back that fast
besides drug.
(Mack sighing)
- So, what the fuck you trying to say?
- Nothing goes.
I'm just not trying to be another Tommy, that's all.
- So, 'cause I got money now, it's gotta be drug money.
- Bro, bro, bro, I was just playing, real, like chill.
- Nigga, you ain't changed a bit, bro.
- Where is that coming from?
- Ever since you hit that game-winning shot
in the Championship,
went to the league,
got all that motherfucking money of yours.
- Bro, what money?
Half of it went to taxes.
Then I had to pay my agent.
Then I blew a couple,
blew out my knee.
Right after that I got out to league.
- Nigga, yeah right.
- Bro, Chelsea helped scoop me off the floor.
She helped me get my real estate license bro.
I had nothing going on for myself.
And in this beautiful dream,
this life that you living now, bro,
that's a dream come true man.
I had to get it out the mud too.
- Stop capping nigga.
And now that you bring it up,
you took my fucking girl.
- Your girl?
What the fuck you just said about my wife?
- You know what the fuck I said, you took my girl.
- First of all, y'all knew each other in high school.
I didn't know that bro.
And honestly I met her in college.
So, how the did I take your girl?
It was until this weekend that I found out
y'all two knew each other.
So, you must be drunk or some shit.
- Yes.
Nigga, she was mine and been mine.
What, you ain't know I took her virginity nigga?
Yeah, that's right, you just got my seconds, nigga.
- Nigga, what the fuck you just said?
Yeah, that's what the fuck I thought.
Hoe ass nigga.
(footsteps crunching)
- What was that?
- We knocked over a bottle.
Take your drunk ass back to sleep.
- All right.
(footsteps crunching)
You killed him?
Are you crazy?
- I might be.
- What's your game plan, to kill us all?
Where's Jen?
(Mack laughing)
(Mack sighing)
- Jen can't join us tonight.
- You son of a bitch.
(both screaming)
- And I hope y'all two don't get any bright ideas.
- Well clearly you're the murdering genius here tonight,
not us.
- Shh, this is not the time.
- All right.
Fuck, all right Mack think.
Think Mack, what should I do?
Who the fuck is that?
- It's the cop that came by earlier.
- You know, you should probably pick up
because if the cops call and you don't pick up.
- Ciara shut up.
- I'm just trying to help you.
- Fuck.
You're right.
All right.
Hello.
- [Detective] Hey there, who's this?
- It's Mack, Shawn's friend.
- [Detective] Yeah, I remember you.
Is Chelsea around?
- She's sleeping right now.
- [Detective] Okay.
Well I was just checking in.
You think you can grab her for me?
- Yeah, hold on one sec.
Get your ass up, get over here right now, he's on the phone.
Hurry up.
Hurry up, he's on the fucking phone.
- Okay, okay.
Hello.
A little bit.
- [Detective] Did you guys ever hear back
from your husband Shawn?
- Tell him that he went back home
and that he told us to call him.
- Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, he,
actually he went home and he said he was over
and he just told me, I'm so sorry.
- [Detective] Oh no man, I mean that's great news.
See, I knew you'd all find him.
I guess I didn't have to file that police report after all.
- Nope, you're all good.
- [Detective] All right then.
Well you guys have a good one.
- Get back over there.
(both crying)
(phone thudding)
Now, I ain't gotta worry about no police
messing up our little party.
(gun cocking)
- No, no, no.
(Ciara groaning)
(body thudding)
Chelsea run.
(footsteps crunching)
- Fuck.
Oh shit.
Look.
It's not working.
Just push the.
Push. - It's not working.
- Get the fuck out the car, move.
(both screaming)
- Shit.
Fuck.
- Open this damn door right now.
Hurry the fuck up.
- Chelsea.
- If we don't unlock the doors, he's going to shoot us.
- Do not open that fucking door.
- It's the right thing, it's the smart move.
- Oh shit.
- Ciara.
(car door thudding)
(Ciara screaming)
- Going somewhere baby girl?
- I was just coming to you.
- Yeah, I bet you were.
- You don't have to do this.
Come on Mack.
It's me.
- You ain't shit.
(footsteps crunching)
You,
get the fuck out the car.
Hurry the fuck up.
(car door thudding)
(footsteps crunching)
- [Chelsea] Oh my God.
- Get the fuck inside.
(footsteps crunching)
(Mack spitting)
(footsteps crunching)
(Chelsea moaning)
- What took you so long to get rid of her?
- The whole cop thing just fucked me up, that's all.
- And why did you turn your back on her?
- She just caught me slipping, don't worry about that.
- You think?
- You the one who let her hit me?
- Well I had to baby.
It's 'cause you took so long to get rid of her.
But I'm glad I told you to disable the cars.
- That was a good idea.
- I know.
- All right genius, what's next?
- Well, you gotta get rid of the bodies.
- Fuck, you're right.
- Mm-hmm.
- Right, I'ma get the shovel.
- Okay.
- What about that insurance policy you told me about though?
When we gonna get that?
- Well, we can't get that until after the funeral.
- But you told the cop that he went home?
- Yeah, that's because he made me do it.
- Oh fuck.
- But it's okay because I have a plan.
- You got plan for everything don't you?
- Mm-hmm.
I have to.
I gotta make sure that we are taken care of.
Mm-hmm, don't you want a little Mack Junior?
- You know, I do.
(Mack sighing)
I gotta ask you a question.
- Anything.
- Why'd you fuck him when we got here?
- Well he is, well was my husband.
And just because I love him more
doesn't mean I didn't love him too.
- I don't want to hear that.
- Oh, but you wanna hear how much money we're gonna make?
(Mack laughing)
- How much?
- Five million.
- A lump sum?
- Yeah.
And I get access to some of it immediately.
- Oh shit.
Okay.
All right yeah, that's exactly what I wanna hear about.
- Mm, I figured.
(both laughing)
All right, go take some holes.
- All right, bet.
You know I love you, right.
- Mm-hmm.
- So happy we finally get to be together.
- You talk way too damn much.
Now I gotta clean up.
(Chelsea crying)
Hello.
Please come over here quick.
He tried to kill me.
(Chelsea crying)
(Chelsea laughing)
(Chelsea sighing)
Mm, so sad.
(footsteps tapping)