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Dying to Be Famous (2024)

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Dying to Be Famous (2024)

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[loud creaking]



What's up, guys?

I know I've been offline,

but I had to spend a

little time with my bae.

And no, I am not turning

the camera around.

[comments dinging]

Y'all I just love my place!

And I cannot believe

that some of you guys

are asking how much

my place cost.

That is rude.

I know that you guys

are my extended family,

but sometimes y'all just

do a little bit too much!

Okay, now that

you guys have seen bae,

let me know if y'all

have seen him

with another chick before.

I need to know

if he's a keeper.

Okay, it's getting

a little hot and spicy.

[romantic R&B music]

I ain't ever had

a love like this before...

[romantic music continues]

[kissing]

[sighs]

[kiss]

- [suspenseful music]

- [doorknob clicks]

[gasps]

[whimpering]

Please, please, don't.

No, no, please.

- [knife slicing]

- [woman gasping and shouting]

[seagulls cawing]

Woman [on phone]:

This is messed up.

Tori was a true angel on earth.

She was so young

and so beautiful.

She was really like

a sister to me.

Rest in peace.

First woman:

Justice for Tori Cox.

Please, ladies,

protect yourselves.

There's some real

creeps out here.

Use promo code

Torisafe for 15% off

ViperBuzz defense tasers.

Link in bio.

Mwah!

Preacher:

So much pain, so much loss.

In times of crisis,

church,

many of us can feel

the absence of God, blessed God.

We question God,

"But why?"

Let us be reminded

that every day is a gift

from God-- yes, it is.

I said every day is

a gift from God. Hmm!

- Congregation: Amen!

- Man: Amen, Pastor!

Preacher:

Let this question lead...

Girl, these fake hoes are in

here giving a performance.

London: Stop.

Honestly, the counterfeit tears

are triggering my backhand.

- [camera clicks]

- Preacher: Tomorrow...

is not promised.

I wonder how many people

in here she actually knew.

Right. Because

the math ain't mathin'.

Also, we gotta keep

our heads on a swivel,

because I heard

she had a stalker,

and you know what they say--

the murderers love

to show up

to their victims' funerals.

You watch too much TV.

Girl, why do you

think they're here?

Preacher: Listen.

See, "The First 48" is

all the tea that I need.

Ain't nobody gone

catch me slippin'.

She was stabbed to death,

20 times in her home.

I wouldn't call that

getting caught slipping.

Don't get sensitive with me.

You should be happy.

One less b*tch in your way.

See, it's never farewell.

Rather, "I'll see you

again sometime soon."

[upbeat music]

London: Hey!

Anything for me today?

Of course, Miss Samuels.

Here you are.

You know we're, like,

the same age, right?

You don't have

to call me "Miss."

Right, sorry, London.

Oh, you do have

two packages.

Would you like for me

to help you carry these?

Don't be silly.

Just trying to helpful, Miss--

I mean, London.

Oh, and sorry

about your friend.

Huh?

Oh, I was saying,

sorry about your friend.

I follow you

on social media.

I saw you were

at Tori Cox's funeral.

It's terrible,

what happened to her.

Oh, yeah.

We weren't really friends

in real life,

mostly online,

but, yeah, thanks.

Still. Kinda scary

to think about

something like that happening

to someone you know.

Even if you only

knew them online.

Yeah.

[birds chirping]

Thank you.

Hey...

Guess who made

the five o'clock news?

Reporter: Hundreds of

influencers and loved ones

gather in memory of a beautifu,

young woman gone too soon.

- [London scoffs]

- Popular social media influencr

Tori Cox was m*rder*d

in her upscale home.

Authorities say

that the suspect

is still at large during

ongoing investigations.

That was a really

good angle of me.

I wonder

how I can get that clip.

It's already

in your in-box.

- You're welcome.

- Perfect.

Oh, here.

What are those?

Oh, the Ferragamo heels

I showed you.

I got two pair.

They didn't have

the powder blue one, so I got--

You know,

we should start

cutting back

on spending, yeah.

We should probably start

living within our means.

What are you talking about?

You literally just bought--

London.

Do you want to be rich,

or do you want to be wealthy?

Because we got

to start being smart.

Okay.

BRB.

I'm gonna go on Live.

Okay, um,

try not to be too chipper.

Talk about how heavy

today was for you.

I'm on it.

And don't forget to tease

your brand collaboration.

What brand collaboration?

Oh, I don't know,

just make one up.

You know, those brands

will be so excited

when they see how excited

your followers are,

that they'll be in

your DM in no time.

Smart.

I can't wait

to hit a million.

I'm gonna step out

for a bit,

I gotta visit an old friend.

[London sighs]

[phone dings]

["likes" popping on phone]

Hi, lovebirds!

Come on in, come on in.

Just wanted to hop on

really quick.

Aw, thank you, Monica!

Hey, Jane...

Hey, Eva! Thank you!

It's Colorkiss, of course,

my favorite polish.

I always let

my nail tech surprise me.

But shout out to Colorkiss.

Can't wait

for our collab.

Lovebirds, go ahead

and tag Colorkiss

in this Live now,

and let them know you want

a London-Kiss collab ASAP.

Anyway...

Today has been a long

and very sad day.

I'm sure

you all already know,

but the memorial service

for Tori Cox

was held

this afternoon, and...

I'm so glad

I was able to attend.

- She was beautiful, smart...

- [emoticons bubbling]

...and just

an all-around influencer.

[soft piano playing in bar]

Darlene. Just as

beautiful as ever.

James.

It's always a pleasure.

How have you been?

It's good to see you.

I'm doing well.

But how about

we skip the niceties?

I wanted to meet with you

to discuss this.

Oh, come on, James,

it's embarrassing enough

that I have to ask

for money

that me and my daughter

are entitled to.

I don't disagree with you,

you know this.

Bullshit.

Marco.

Scotch, neat.

It's a beneficiary provision

in the trust agreement

that you signed

when you were married to Aaron.

London's trust is exhausted

this July once she's turned 25.

This isn't new information,

you already knew

this day would come.

But that's 30 days

from now.

What happened

to my extension request?

You knew

it was denied, twice.

There isn't anything

I can do about that.

Well, did you even try?

How can you just sit there

and let him leave me crumbs?

We've been over this.

I'm the executor

of his estate.

I don't determine the details

of his Will or Trust agreement.

You have more input than I!

Oh, you know

damn well, James,

that just because

my name is in there

doesn't mean

I have any input or say.

You continue to let him

control and t*rture me

from the grave just like

you did when he was alive.

Th-- that's not fair.

Fair. How about you

take responsibility

for your part, James?

Does it make you

feel powerful?

Watching us beg?

After all these years,

you're still

Aaron's little b*tch--

Watch yourself.

I was there for you, remember?

Oh, but of course.

You were there.

Look, instead of us raging,

how about you learn to live

within your means?

This whole idea about

London becoming famous

is a dead end.

- How dare you!?

- I'm just being honest.

Do you know

how many people in America

become homeless or

dead chasing fame?

- James!

- Darlene, how can I help you?

We need money, damn it!

You know what happened

the last time

that London got

stressed out.

She can't handle that

type of trauma again.

Not even the tiniest bit,

and you know that.

I wish I had something

to give, Darlene.

I just don't have it

right now.

You gotta teach London

to scale back.

Although her father was

wealthy, she is not.

You and her are

on borrowed time.

This whole

fantasy life is over.

And you need

to tell her the truth.

- [somber music]

- [crickets chirping]

Darlene [thinking]:

London, it's okay, he's gone.

Come back to me.

Come back to me, baby.

- Hey, you two okay?

- No.

He tried to k*ll me!

Where is he now?

He's at the house!

I didn't know

who else to call.

It's okay, I'll get

you two out of here.

- I'll take care of the rest.

- [softly] Okay.

[crickets chirping]

[crickets chirping]

London:

And speaking of dreams,

I will be launching

my beauty brand soon,

and I'm so, so, so excited

to share it with you all.

[comments popping]

I'm not gonna release

any details just yet.

I don't want to

ruin the surprise.

Um...

Well, you guys have been asking

me to drop a beauty line,

so I thought, why not give

my lovebirds what they want?

Okay, you guys.

I'm actually

a little exhausted

from the memorial.

I feel a little bit heavy,

so I'm gonna get some rest.

But I will keep you all

posted on everything.

Thanks, lovebirds!

[air kiss]



Thank you all for coming in

to my Live today,

I really appreciate

you holding out

for the big news

that I had.

Tori and I were

supposed to announce

our collaboration

for the collection

that I am dedicating

to her last month.

But now this will be just

a special dedication to her,

and all the proceeds

in the collab

will now go

to her family.

I had the pleasure of speaking

to her family today

after the funeral,

and I must say,

their strength is nothing short

of an inspiration.

So this is for you, Tori.

Please, everyone drop

some purple hearts

down below

in the comments section,

as we take a moment

of silence for her.

Thank you.

Also, I will be

at the party of the summer

this weekend with all

your favorite influencers,

and I am so excited

to announce

that my very own brand,

Glam Sugar,

will be one

of the brand sponsors.

And, as always,

30% of the proceeds

from the party will

be donated

to families with children

who are battling cancer.

It just makes me so happy

to be able to give back

in such a meaningful way.

I want to thank you all

so much for your support,

and I just want to let you know

it does not go unnoticed.

Also, a special

thank you to Gavin Walker

of The Walker Agency

for helping me cultivate

and launch

such a purpose-driven--



[sighs]

How was the Live?

It was horrible.

You don't know what I have

to deal with these trolls.

Okay, you're going

to have to toughen up.

You do know that's part

of the business, right?

I need to get a meeting

with Gavin Walker, ASAP!

Gavin Walker?

Who's that?

He's one of

the best agents out here.

The Walker Agency?

He represents

all of the top influencers--

Erica Marks, Kash Monet,

Ice Kyle, Ingrid The Diva.

Okay, London,

I don't like agents.

I feel like

they're predators.

I'll basically be

throwing you to the wild.

[whining]

Please, Mommy.

I've seen him boost

so many careers.

His clients have gone

from thousands of followers

to millions in just months.

And real followers,

too, not bots.

So I know he can help me

reach my goal

of five million

by the end of the year.

He even helped Erica Marks

launch her beauty line,

so I know he can

help me with mine.

Or whatever else

I want to do.

Okay. We do need to think

about your next move.

See?

If I get in

with the Walker Agency,

I'll be unstoppable.

All kinds of deals.

Mm-hmm, all right,

I'll set something up.

I'll get you a meeting

by the end of the week.

[softly]

Yes.

This is really gonna be

next level for me.

Darlene: Uh-huh.

So, like I said,

you're ready to play

in the Big Leagues,

this is your shot,

all right?

Because my clients, they just

don't make no splashes.

We tsunami, baby girl,

you know what I'm saying?

When you get with us,

everybody with a cell phone

is gonna know who you are.

Will you be able

to help me negotiate

a deal with Colorkiss?

Colorkiss?

[chuckles]

Yeah, I can do that.

If that's what you want,

but I was thinking

a lot bigger.

Colorkiss and pushing

flat Tummy Teas

and waist trainers.

London, I can teach

my dog to do that.

Now, if those

are your goals,

then maybe the Walker Agency

isn't for you, love.

Because over here,

we're big time,

I'm talking big--

Chanel, Nike, Sony, L'Oreal.

It doesn't matter,

take your pick.

Any influencer that you know

does not have more influence

than the ones

that work with me.

But you already know that,

don't you?

Okay, since

we're talking big,

how about you get us

a reality TV deal,

you know, like a little...

mom and daughter show

for me and London?

Now, if you could make

that happen, we'll consider.

Mom and daughter?

Can I speak, frankly?

Oh, please do.

I mean,

with all due respect,

I've done my research

on your mom.

You're good,

you're real good.

But can I be honest?

You're no Kris Jenner.

No one knows you.

You have

no social media presence.

Hell, you barely have

a digital footprint.

So, it would be

kind of difficult for me

to push that deal

to producers.

But before I upset you...

London, here,

I can work with her.

She has star power.

She's young,

she's cute, she's smart.

She has a nice body.

She's moldable.

I can easily

turn your daughter

into the next big star.

All you have to do

is let me.

And then after that,

you can do whatever you want--

TV shows, fashion deals,

fashion lines--

hell, hair care products,

whatever--

but before

we get to that point,

you have to let me

do my thing.

So with that being said...

can't put the cart

before the horse.

You get what I'm saying?

[Darlene chuckles]

Hmm, you are full of sh*t.

Come on, London, let's go.

I'm full of sh*t.

Come on, London.

You heard

of Kash Monet, right?

You know,

before she got with me,

she only had

300,000 followers?

And some bullshit deal with

some teeth whitening company?

But one year after she got

with me and my agency,

now she has

four million followers,

over eight publications,

and a six-figure deal

with Gucci,

and she's barely

21 years old.

She's nowhere

as cute as London,

I mean, if I'm being honest.

She has no

personality, either.

But you want to know why

she's the top influencer

at my agency?

Because I built her that way.

So now, Mom,

let's put feelings aside,

and let's talk business,

because I know

that's what you want to do,

because I know you're smart,

and I know that

you don't make moves

that waste your time--

that's how I know

that you don't think

I'm full of sh*t.

And I know that

you wouldn't have came here

if you didn't want

to do something.

Let's do business.

You're right, you're right.

I don't think

you're full of sh*t.

I just don't like you that much,

and I don't trust you

as far as I can throw you.

So, like I said...

...we'll pass.

Go.

Now.

Gavin:

Mama knows best.

[dramatic music]

[curtain rattles]

I don't think

I want to go to the party

tomorrow night, Gavin.

Why, baby? I mean,

you're kind of

obligated to go.

They got you on contract.

Plus they're paying you

a lot of money, so...

I know, but...

What the hell is this?

This is the third message

I've gotten like this.

The first one

I brushed off, you know,

but now I... I don't know,

Gavin, I just--

especially after everything

that's happened with Tori and--

I just don't think

it's a good idea.

Listen, I will make

a call, okay?

I'll make sure

they got extra security,

just to make you feel safe.

[sighs]

I don't know.

Hey, look at me.

You think I'm gonna let

something happen to you, huh?

[softly]

All right? We know better.

[suspenseful music]

[Darlene sighs]

- [phone chimes]

- Oh, great!

I just got you booked

for that influencer party

tomorrow night.

That was so embarrassing.

Why couldn't you

just hear him out?

And reality show?

We never talked about that.

Okay, he's arrogant, London,

and I don't trust him.

Aren't you the one

that's always preaching

that we don't have

the time or luxury

to turn down opportunities

because of feelings?

You always say that

we have to play the game

to get what we want,

so let's play!

You're right, and the goal

is to play and not get benched.

My God, you'd be

just another client

on his roster

fighting for attention.

He already has his starting

five, he told you that.

We don't need him.

We can do this on our own.

We have to.

Okay, look...

the money we get from your trust

ends when you turn 25.

What?

I know, I've asked

for several extensions,

but they were all denied.

But I'll be 25 soon--

why didn't you tell me

- about this sooner?

- Because I didn't want you

to stress about it--

and I still don't.

But I need for you

to go harder.

We need money,

so when you get to this party,

I need for you

to make a bang.

If there's a camera,

you need to be

in front of it.

You want to be

the "it" girl, right?

I need for you to own

that place and create a buzz.

Act like your life

depended on it,

because at this point,

it does.

[sighing]

Boom.

Yes, to the nails,

and the beat.

You always have

the vision.

That's why

I'm always your plus one.

You know I'm gonna

hook you up, boo.

Now, wait until

I post this,

making all

of the b*tches jealous.

Right.

Let me find

something to wear.

You know what?

I just made this new wig

that will really

pull this look together.

Boy, that is too much.

Girl! If you want to go

to the next level,

then you're gonna

have to turn it up a notch,

because this

little black bob

ain't gonna get you

the millions of followers,

- and that's the tea, sis.

- Orange, though?

Didn't you just say

I have the vision?

So trust me.

Because when the people

see you in this hair

curated by Jay Thee Icon?

The girls are going to gag!

[snaps fingers]

Time to go

Turn the lights up

Feel the glow

Everyone here

is ready to ignite

We're gonna dance

all through the night

[upbeat party music]

[background conversations]

Yes!

I'll be right back.

Oh, okay.

Hi, Erica.

I... love your shoes.

Oh, thank you.

I was wondering

if we can chat for a minute?

I'm London Samuels,

ambassador for Keisha Cole's

new fragrance line.

Okay. I didn't know

anything about it.

Bestie!

Kashy!

- Your outfit.

- Your shoes.

Oh, my gosh,

you look so good!

Thank you!

Are you lost?

No, I--

I was just talking to--

Talking to who?

Erica?

Erica, please don't tell me

that you're out here

talking to peasants.

Kash, chill.

What?

So?

Why you gotta go

and do that?

- Do what?

- Be all mean.

You know

I'm not like that.

Okay, whatever.

I'm sorry, I guess,

but I mean, maybe you're being

a little too nice.

You know all these

new chicks on the block,

they want to be you

and they want to be me.

I ain't got time for that.

Correction-- we ain't

got time for that.

If they want to build

their followers up,

they need to do it

on their own dime.

[inhales deeply]

I see some

eye candy over there.

I'm about to go flirt with--

mmm! Bryson Tiller.

- Are you coming?

- [laughing]

Come on, you're coming.

You are beautiful,

you are kind.

- [door squeaking]

- [indistinct whispering]

Ooh, chile.

What did that

young lady have on?

Something she should

not be wearing.

- [chuckling]

- I mean, you don't

have to have

all... that out.

She need to go

to the gym, for sure.

- [Kash chuckling]

- Okay.

- I'll see y'all later.

- Where you going?

I see something

that I like.

All righty, then,

don't let us stop you.

Gavin must got that

good-good.



Erica: Hi, baby.

Don't you "hey" me.

Hey, yourself.

I gotta say, baby,

you look damn good tonight.

- [Erica chuckling]

- Mmm!

Why, thank you.

Gavin: Mm-hmm.

Why didn't you pick me up

the other night?

I'm sorry, boo.

You know how it goes.

I had to put

a couple of fires out.

But I promise, I'm gonna take

your sexy a*s home tonight.

Okay, well, in that case,

I guess I could forgive you.

[panting and sobbing softly]

[indistinct whispering]

Woman:

Oh, my God!

Girl, what happened?

- I was attacked!

- Erica: Call 9-1-1.

Somebody,

call an ambulance!

Who did this to you?

[sobbing]

I don't know, I didn't see.

I just heard a noise,

and then my head was being

smashed into the mirror.

It's okay, London, just relax,

we got you, just relax.

London, the doctor said

that you need to rest,

and that's exactly

what I want you to do.

I'm scrolling,

that's a form of resting.

Honey, you do not need

to read every article.

Mom, this is the

first time in my life

that I've been seen.

It's all I ever wanted.

Granted, it shouldn't

have happened

around me getting attacked.

But I gained over

100,000 followers.

[doorbell rings]

I wasn't expecting anyone.

I'll be right back.

Who let you behind

the gates?

I told them you

was expecting me.

- Come on in.

- Thank you.

This is a nice place

you have here.

Yeah.

Have a seat.

Thank you.

So, how is she?

She's okay.

Still a little shaken.

Yeah, I bet she is.

All right, Gavin, I know

you didn't come all this way

to drop off

no damn flowers.

So what's up?

Okay.

Well, let's cut the sh*t.

You know I normally don't do

things like this, but...

last night

I saw the opportunity,

how important it'd be to work

with your daughter, yeah.

I want to capitalize off

the attention she's getting.

Come on, now, Darlene.

You know

timing is everything.

I can get her interviews,

I can get

her story out there.

If we gain

their sympathy,

then I can easily

gain their dollars.

Okay, Gavin, then

she's gonna need a TV deal,

a movie deal, all within

the next six months.

I need for her name to be

a household name.

Big deals, big brands.

- TV deal.

- Mm-hmm.

- Six months.

- Mm-hmm.

Consider it done.

Okay.

Hey.

What's going on here?

Well, Gavin came

to check on you.

Actually, young lady,

your mother and I

are on much better terms.

And she thinks it's time

that I started to represent you,

turn you into a superstar.

- Really, Mom?

- Mm-hm.

Where do I sign?

London: The attack was

so traumatizing for me,

I never imagined I could

go through something so scary.

- I couldn't see their face...

- [glasses clink]

...I just felt a hand

on the back of my head.

Next thing I know,

my head is being

smashed in the mirror.

I just remember blood.

So much blood,

I still have nightmares.

But I'm not a victim.

I'm a survivor.

[upbeat music]

Jay: I'm so glad you let me

do this sh**t with you.

Yes! Okay?

My girl is at three million

and counting!

So you know we gotta

give the people looks.

Yeah, I gotta

step my game up.

Hopefully I can use

these exclusive photos

- if I get the Colorkiss deal.

- Hold up, you mean

when you get

the Colorkiss deal.

There you go.

Come on, beautiful!

[camera clicking]

- [upbeat music continues]

- [camera clicking]

All right, girl,

let's get this pic.

- Oh, let's do it.

- You ready? All right, go.

- [camera clicks]

- Ooh, I love that.

- Send that to me.

- So cute, all right.

You know who you need

to watch for?

Who?

That weird

London Samuels chick.

I don't trust her, and I don't

think you should, either.

London?

Girl, she's harmless.

Yeah, whatever.

It be the ones that

look all harmless

and innocent

that'll smile in your face

and then push up on your man.

Kash, come on, honey,

you sound silly.

I'm serious.

I know you see

the way she looks at Gavin,

with those

googly eyes, ugh.

Well, I'm not worried.

And plus,

Gavin has taste.

He knows that

I'm the only woman that--

- [phone dings]

- What the hell?

- What?

- Look at this.

Oh, no,

not another crazed fan.

- These b*tches are crazy.

- No, they are, for real.

Do you know how many messages

I get like this on a daily?

But, you know what?

I'm not worried.

Gavin says that this is

just all a part of the course.

Look, I think

you just need to block

whoever is sending you

those scary-a*s messages.

Mm-mm, you know

I can't do that.

I would lose a follower,

and I can't lose not one, Kash.

All right, girl,

have it your way.

But if I were you, I would

just stop reading them,

ignore them. Okay?

Okay?

Okay, I can do that.

[phone dings]

Oh, hell no, these b*tches

are crazy, for real.

- Kash: What?

- You know what? Let's go.

I gotta go home and cook dinner

for Gavin, anyways.

- Oh, girl.

- You know I'm on my wifey

- training mode.

- To each his own.

But ain't no man

taming me right now.

- Come on.

- [dog barking]

- Bye, girl!

- Right, bye, boo.

- Text me, okay?

- I'll text you.

Okay.

[phone dings]

Really?

You think this is funny?

Remember that this b*tch

don't play no games.

Come pull up on me

if you got something to say.

Mommy! Look at this!

What does this even mean?

Why am I being targeted?

Should we call the police?

I mean, I don't want

to end up like Tori!

Okay, listen, I need for you

to breathe, London, all right?

You're probably just anxious

from the attack.

- London, breathe.

- [London panting]

- [breathes deeply]

- Good, good.

Now, you know that there are

going to be people out there

trying to rattle your chain.

- Okay, but what if...

- I will handle it, London.

I'll give Gavin a call

and see what can be done.

Don't worry. You know

your mommy's got you covered,

and I need you to focus on these

upcoming meetings, all right?

Because we gotta

get you booked.

Right?

- Gavin: Switch?

- Oh, my favorite.

- Both: Cheers.

- [glasses clink]

[phone ringing]

Erica: Mmm.

Gonna get that?

f*ck is that?

- Who is it?

- I don't know.

- Yeah.

- Hi, Gavin?

It's Darlene Samuels.

[scoffs]

Yeah, you too.

Listen, I was calling because

London has been receiving

some very disturbing messages

on social media.

Yeah, um, some of the clients

was telling me about that.

I feel like somebody's

just messing around.

Okay, well, I need to get

London 24/7 security.

24/7?

- [laughs]

- [phone beeps mute]

Who the f*ck you think

she is, Kamala Harris?

[phone beeps unmute]

Uh, Darlene, um,

Darlene, let's not

get ahead of ourselves, okay,

because I really don't want

to blow this out of proportion.

Listen, I'm just trying to

take precautions, all right?

So that, uh... she's already

been attacked once.

Okay, listen up, 'cause

I'm not finna bullshit you.

Unfortunately, I'm not getting

London 24 hour security,

because none of my other clients

have 24 hour security.

Hell, my girlfriend doesn't

even have 24-hour security,

and she's way more

important than London,

with way more followers.

Besides,

y'all need to be focused

on that Colorkiss meeting

that's coming up.

London's going to be going up

against some big competition,

including Kash Monet, Erica,

and others, so, yeah,

we kind of need her

to be on her sh*t.

Okay? I'm not going to take

too much more of your time.

You have a good night, okay?

- We'll talk about it later.

- Darlene: Gavin--

- Everything okay?

- No.

It's not.

What's wrong?

- I think I need some cakes.

- [Erica chuckles]

[knocking]

Knock-knock.

Leather skirt

or the boot-cut jeans?

Leather skirt.

Yeah, yeah.

So, um,

just got off the phone

with Gavin,

and he said that

you're going up against

Kash Monet and Erica

for Colorkiss.

What?!

Why? They already have

big brand deals--

I'm the one who

specifically requested this.

I know.

But it's happening.

So, we just gotta focus

and show them

why you're the best choice.

Everything

has to be on-point.

It also wouldn't hurt

if you got back in the gym.

Like in the morning?

It looks like

you put on a few pounds.

The camera's gonna add

even more, so...

Every detail matters.

Honestly,

your mama is tripping.

Girl, you look good.

But she's right.

I'm going up against

Kash Monet and Erica.

I can't just look good,

I have to look great.

Why don't you just go

to Gavin for pointers?

Because these

other influencers,

they ain't playin',

and you know they gonna do

whatever it takes

just to get ahead.

And you, Miss Thing,

you ain't doing enough!

Show him how bad

you really want this!

I'm sure he'll let

you know the real.

Girl, are you even

listening to me?

Because if no one tells you

the truth, that's on them.

Would you shut

the hell up, already?

They're taking my damn car!

London, what the hell?

I'm tired of you

and your damn mouth!

You're recording my car

being repossessed!

Are you crazy!?

It's great content!

[disorienting music]

Hey. What's wrong?

Why are you looking

at me like that?

f*ck you, Jay!

Yeah, I need more.

We need more.

No, no, I need you

to make it happen.

Yeah, no,

I can deal with that.

All right,

I appreciate that, bro.

All right, thank you,

see you soon.

Damn!

[chuckling]

Check you out, superstar.

- What's up?

- You, handsome.

- And only you.

- Oh, yeah?

You're looking good.

Something different

about you today.

I can't really put

my finger on it, but...

Nice, I like it.

I like it a lot.

So you ready for this meeting

with Colorkiss or what?

Oh, I'm ready.

More than you know.

Yeah, all right.

Well, let's make it happen,

then, let's do it.

I was hoping...

that you could

give me some tips.

I mean,

you are surrounded by

beautiful influencers

every day.

What do you want to know?

I don't know.

Any suggestions on

what could make me

stand out?

What do companies like?

Um, you know, they, uh...

they want you to be sexy.

Of course,

you got that under control.

Um, confident.

Be bold, you know...

Go in and take control,

you know,

like I told you earlier,

this is your time.

Let them know that... you...

London: Bold?

Like this?

Bold... yeah... you are...

That's bold.

Um... yeah.

What if the other girls

are more popular?

They need a...

fresh face, you know?

They need a new girl.

- sh*t...

- Oh, Gavin!

- [breathing heavily]

- [phone ringing]

London:

Don't stop.

[breathing heavily]

- Okay, okay, okay.

- Don't stop, don't stop.

Hold on, hold on,

hold on, hold on...

Yeah.

Erica [on phone]: You were

supposed to call me back

after your call.

[Gavin grunts]

Something--

something happened.

You okay?

Gavin: Uh...

something came up.

Let me-- let me--

let me call you back.

[whispering]

Oh, f*ck!

- [crickets chirping]

- Darlene: London.

I've been calling you.

And what do you have on?

Not now, Darlene!

What did you call me?

Darlene. I said it.

Okay, what has gotten

into you?

Men.

They can't be trusted,

and I can't

trust you, either.

My car was repossessed

because of you.

London, I told you that

our finances were hurting.

I'll fix it.

I mean, come on.

I said not now, Darlene!

[disorienting music]

Hey, James.

Our worst nightmare?

It's happening.

I was disgusted.

Like, girl,

you want me to put makeup

on these pimples?

So you just left

the sh**t?

Yes. I told her

she had to reschedule,

after she go see

a dermatologist.

[chuckling]

Girl, it was bad.

I did her a favor.

[both laugh]

So, look, did you ever

link up with Gavin?

Yeah, I went

by his office yesterday.

And?

And... he gave me

some good advice.

I feel good

about the meeting now.

See? I told you.

You should thank me,

because yesterday

you was acting

really bitchy.

And what's going on with

the repo man taking your car?

Are you having

money problems?

Can you take me a pic?

Oh, okay.

And you do mine's

after this.

- [camera clicks]

- Oh, oh, this is cute.

[camera clicking]

Now tell me

how you like those.

Wait, actually,

get me a quick vid.

- And get some boobs.

- Mmm!

I want to make

a reel later.

Okay,

that's a good idea.

[London moaning on phone]

Ohh, Gavin!

[moaning continues]

Just like that...

- What the hell is this?

- You tell me.

It look like he gave you

more than just good advice.

I-- I don't

remember this.

London, you don't remember

having sex with Gavin?

And by the looks of it,

it looks memorable.

I don't know.

Sometimes I black out,

and I don't remember things.

Oh, wow.

That sound

a little crazy to me.

You might need to get that

checked out.

If this Colorkiss thing

don't work out,

then we gonna start you

an Onlyfans page,

because that's

some cinematic sh*t.

And the angles was perfect!

And you look good.

[seagulls cawing]

[rap music intro]

- I don't like to waste time

- sh*t!

Yeah, she pretty, but I'm

starting at her waistline

She wanna see me, but I

told her we could Facetime

I'm moving 24/7,

f*ck a break time

I'm running late,

I'm running late

I gotta go,

I gotta go

I'm doing 80 miles an hour

on the Interstate

Running to the money

like I'm getting chased

I'm running late,

I'm running late

I just made a pit-stop

Gonna spend a car and a crib

on a wristwatch

Phone going crazy, that's

the money coming back in

Pay me up front, I don't

want it on the back end

Started on the west, but I

ended in the south, tryna--

[music and rapping stop]

[birds chirping outside]

[phone chimes]

Kash [in video]:

What's going on, Kash Kuties?

I just got slayed by my boo,

Jay Thee Icon.

We're about to k*ll

this Colorkiss meeting.

I can't wait

for you guys to see it.

- Jay: Period.

- Hair laid, face beat...

and I already know

y'all Kash Klones

are gonna try

to bite my style.

But it's all good,

I'll see ya soon, Kash Klones.

Jay: Often imitated,

never duplicated.

[both laugh]

- [glasses clink]

- Exactly.

Jay, what the f*ck?

- What!?

- You really posted

that video of my car

being repossessed?

Got me out here

looking crazy.

Girl, that was just for

the shits and the giggles.

And then I go and see

that you're on Kash's story,

talking about "often imitated,

never duplicated"?

- Really?

- Calm down, London.

No, I won't calm down.

Do you know

how this looks?

My best friend

styling somebody else

the same way he styles me?

And then he starts

calling me a copycat?

I wasn't even

talking about you--

that was just

a general phrase.

And excuse me!

You never post my styles

anyway.

I want my ideas

to be seen, too.

I wasn't trying to be--

[screams]

Hey...

Hey, what's going on?

My phone died,

and my alarm didn't go off,

so I missed the meeting!

I'm so stupid!

They gave it to Kash,

and Gavin f*ck' betrayed me!

Where were you?

You were supposed

to be there for me.

Why didn't you make sure

I was up?

Okay, London, now,

I can't be your everything.

At some point you're

going to have to start

taking responsibility

for your actions.

So you're giving up

on me, too?

Is that what you're saying?

First Jay, now you?

Sweetheart,

I'm not giving up on you.

[birds chirping outside]

Of course you are,

Darlene.

You never cared about

anybody but yourself.

Zara? Is that you?

[chuckling]

You always say

you're gonna fix it,

but you never do.

- That's not true.

- Yeah, right.

Darlene:

[breathing heavily] James...

What's going on, Darlene?

I need you to call the doctor

that helped London before.

Which one? Wait, slow down.

What happened?

She's back.

- Who's back?

- Zara.

- Are you sure?

- Of course I'm sure!

She called me Darlene.

James:

Maybe it's anxiety.

No, no, no, James,

this is different.

I know that Zara is back

to take over London again,

like she did when London was

bullied all those years ago,

- and Zara came to protect her.

- Hey,

Dissociative Identity

Disorder is nothing

to play around with.

When I suggested

you keep her in therapy,

you told me to piss off.

You knew what was best

for your daughter.

I thought I was doing

the right thing.

Since she hadn't had

a major episode in years,

I just didn't want this to be

a stain on her life

since she wants

this career so badly.

James, can you please

just call the doctor?

I'll call her,

but you know

you could call, too, right?

[automated voice]

Your call has been forwarded

- to an automatic voice--

- Listen, the call went

straight to voicemail.

Look, I'll continue to try

to make contact with him.

But for now, I need you

to go home and get some rest.

Everything is

going to be okay.

[choking tears]

I hope you're right.

I can't lose her again.

You won't, I promise.

We're going to get her

the help that she needs.

[disorienting music]

Don't worry, London.

I'll protect you.

[saxophone jazz playing

in restaurant]

What the f*ck

are you doing, man?

Give me my phone.

I will, but I think

it's rude how you will not

pay attention

to your dinner guest.

First off, give me

my phone, all right?

Secondly...

what would you like

to talk about, Miss London,

since you got

my attention now?

Well, I want to discuss the next

steps to making me a star.

[chuckling]

Making you a star?

Aren't you the same damn

person who just blew off

their meeting

with Colorkiss? Huh?

I wasn't feeling well.

In fact, it was as if

I was a different person.

- But I'm better now.

- Are you?

I promise you, I will never

disappoint you again.

Promises.

Yeah, that's what

they all say, sweetheart.

I'm not just anyone.

I'm London Samuels,

and I always keep my word.

Gavin:

Keep your word?

Well, you can keep your word

by ordering me a vodka tonic,

because I don't like that.

I'm going to the bathroom.

[techno EDM music]

[kissing]

[breathing heavily]

[waves rolling]

[camera clicks]

[techno EDM music continues]

[camera clicks]

[camera clicking]

[seagulls cawing]

[phone chimes]

Gavin:

Just listen to me...

Hey.

Why am I here with her?

Oh, someone hasn't had

their ginger shot this morning.

Gavin: Ladies, relax.

Kash, listen,

I just got off the phone

with Colorkiss.

It seems that

they changed their mind.

They want to do a combo

collaboration with you now.

Okay, what does that even mean,

a "combo-collaboration"?

They clearly aren't just

looking for your kind of style.

Oh... and you think

they want you?

Ah, yeah.

Why do you think I'm here?

Hey, can we relax, please?

This is not high school,

all right?

Kash, you already know

how this works.

The clients come to me,

I give them what they want.

I supply what they need,

it's your job, too.

And look,

they clearly want you,

but now they said

they want you to do

a collaboration

with somebody else.

I'm the boss,

and that person is London.

Whatever.

I'm out of here,

and that's it

with me and this agency.

Kash-- hey, hey, hey, hey,

calm down, listen to me.

Without you, the deal is done,

and you need this.

London needs this--

hell, I need it, too.

So what's up?

Okay... [clears throat]

Listen here, Gavin.

I'm done,

and I'll call them myself

and let them know why. Okay?

- Excuse you.

- Gavin: Kash.

Kash!

- Don't worry.

- No, we're screwed.

We don't need her.

[phone dings]

Come on in here,

Kashy Kuties.

I just need to vent

for a minute.

Hey! Glad to see you.

[kiss]

Oh, you know your girl is

always ready for a fight.

So let's just get

right into it.

Now, y'all know how your girl

is always working, right?

Well, how about

some new chick

tries to come up in here

and steal your girl's shine?

Yeah, yeah,

you heard me right.

New chick.

[laughs]

I'm not even gonna

dignify her with a name.

But what I will say

is that this sh*t

ain't adding up.

First, she comes in all...

coy and sweet and sh*t.

The next, she truly starts

showing her true colors.

Just fake.

[scoffs]

Don't even worry about it.

Y'all will see exactly

who I'm talking about

once you see

a collaboration attempt

with my new Colorkiss deal.

It's not happening, sweetheart.

It's not happening.

[crickets chirping outside]

Darlene: Hey.

So, how did the meeting go

with Gavin and Colorkiss?

It's time for me

to take care of my business.

What does that mean?

Leave me alone, Dar--

I mean Mom.

It's unfortunate we're speaking

under these circumstances.

- It's been a long time.

- Darlene [on laptop]: It has.

Thank you

for making us a priority.

I always have.

I shared

with James that I...

often wondered about London.

Without medication

and consistent medical guidance,

there's no way for her

to ever live a normal life.

And I told you and James

this years ago.

Her trauma is too deep.

What Aaron did to her and what

she witnessed him do to you

is the cause of

the multiple personalities--

I've told you this

many times.

Why haven't you made her

seeing me a priority?

I just wanted her to

have a normal life.

Doc, this girl has

so many big dreams.

And I just couldn't

crush her like that.

So I pretended that

her disassociative disorder

didn't exist.

She wants to be

famous so bad.

I see.

My question for you is,

do you want her

to be famous, or...

would you prefer her

to live a stable life?

Bring her to see me

tomorrow?

- I'll text you the address.

- Okay.

Thank you.

I cannot believe

your boyfriend.

Erica:

What happened?

He didn't tell you?

No, he didn't tell me

what happened

with his other clients,

and I don't ask.

Well, it seems

that he struck a deal

for me to do a collaboration

with that London chick.

Oh, yeah?

That could be pretty cool.

Pretty cool for who?

I don't need to do

a damn collaboration

with anyone.

Kash Monet is a brand herself,

thank you very much.

Yeah, girl, I had to tell

Gavin that I was out.

So I know that's your man,

but I am officially

no longer with his agency.

Listen, girl,

I hear you,

trust me, I do.

But I don't know,

maybe it's worth having

a conversation with Gavin?

I'll pass on that.

And, uh, by the way,

just so you know,

my homie who works

at the Bluebird,

he said he saw

Gavin and London

out for dinner

the other night,

and that they were

a little bit, you know...

And? Like I keep

telling you, Kash,

that's his client.

But, according to him,

London and Gavin were

a little bit too cozy.

Listen, Erica,

you're my girl and all,

but you gotta know when

a b*tch wants your man.

- [door opening]

- You gotta stop being so slow.

[door shuts]

- Hold on.

- Kash?

What's that behind you?

- Kash: Who the hell--

- [blow lands]

[knife slicing,

Kash screaming]

Kash! Kash!

Can you hear me, Kash?

Kash, I can't see anything!

What's happening, Kash?

Please, talk to me, talk to me--

I can't see anything!

Kash!

Reporter: Popular influencer

Katrina Calloway,

known by many as Kash Monet,

was found m*rder*d

in her home last night

while speaking

to her best friend.

We were just on Video Chat.

And then she heard a noise,

and then I heard it, too,

and then I saw

somebody behind her.

But then there was

nothing I could do,

I just--

I just heard screaming,

and more screaming,

and then everything went silen.

Reporter: Authorities have not

located a suspect as of yet.

If you or anyone has

information--

- Seriously?

- What, London?

Kash Monet has been m*rder*d,

so they say.

Where did you see that?

It's all over social media.

I bet you

Kash Monet and Erica

staged all of this

for attention.

She's not even dead.

Oh, London.

Everyone is

talking about it.

sh*t, my posts are getting

drowned out by this.

I only got

2,000 likes so far.

Hello? Darlene?

Are you even

listening to me?

[sighs]

OMG!

Look at this pic

a blog just posted.

Who did this?

Well, you guys weren't

discreet at all.

Who could've taken

this photo?

What the hell

is up with you, Gavin?

- What?

- You're cheating on me with

London and flaunting it

around the whole world

on social media.

Do you know

how embarrassing that is?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, first off,

you need to calm down.

Secondly, what the hell

are you talking about?

[scoffs]

Really?

That is my client.

What are you talking about?

I took her out to dinner.

[scoffs]

You've talked to me every night

for the past week.

We've been on the phone

after you leave this office,

and you claim that

you're going home,

but you managed to take

London out to dinner

and didn't tell me?

I find that

real suspicious.

Okay. So you know that

I took over a hundred clients

out on dinner, and you never

had a problem with it.

But now that you know

it was London,

it's a problem?

- Is that what you're saying?

- Kash Monet told me

before she was m*rder*d

that London has

her eyes on you.

Does she?

Really? You're going to bring

up Kash Monet right now

with all this stuff

that's going on?

You really need to relax.

Yeah, yeah, I'll relax.

I think we need a break.

Hey, hey, whoa, Erica.

You need to calm down

and listen to what

you're saying,

because,

if we go on break,

that means we can both

start seeing other people,

and I don't think

that's what you want.

I said what I said, Gavin.

A break.

You need to learn

to respect me.

London: Gavin!

Gavin!

I know you're here,

your car is outside!

Gavin!

What's wrong with you?

You know you can't be popping up

in my f*cking house

unannounced, London.

When have I ever not

been invited to your house?

I mean, we have had sex

- in almost every room.

- Chill out.

I'm here to talk about

the photos being leaked.

Really? You want to talk

about some damn photos?

Do you even care

how that sh*t affects me,

or my relationship with Erica?

Why would I care about that?

I mean... [scoffs]

...you really want

to be with me.

What are you talking about?

Are you crazy?

I'm not crazy.

I love you, Gavin.

But if it helps,

I have no idea

who took or posted

that picture.

Yeah, stop, all right,

you need to go, come on.

I'm not going anywhere

until we work things out.

Come on,

you know you want me.

Cut this sh*t out, all right?

Because I'm not playing

this game with you no more.

Signing you to the agency

was the worst mistake

that I ever made, all right?

I'm not playing

your games no more, no.

You don't want to do this.

London, come on, London.

Go! Get out!

You'll regret doing this.

- Goodbye, London.

- Gavin.

- Bye!

- Gavin! Gavin!

I hate you!

You're gonna wish

you never met me!

Gavin!

Karma's a b*tch!

[phone dings]

Oh, Gavin!

Mom!

Mom!

What the hell?

Darlene: Why are you

yelling like that? What?

London:

Why would you do this?

Do what?

I can't believe

you would go this far.

This video has been up for,

like, three minutes now!

My reputation,

my career!

What video, London?

This!

[softly]

Oh, my God.

I didn't do this.

I don't know

anything about this.

- Okay...

- What?

But I am gonna call around

and get 'em pulled immediately.

You know, Gavin got some damn

nerve, doing this to you.

I'm about to sue his a*s

for defamation.

No, he-- he didn't know

I was recording.

- Only...

- Only who?

Only who, London?

You're welcome, b*tch!

I see you hit 4.5 million!

Jay, how could you do this?

This is the shadiest sh*t

you've ever done.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa--

what are you talking about?

I trusted you,

and you really went

through my phone

and stole my personal video,

and posted it

on the internet!

Hold on-- stole?

You sent it to me

last night

and told me

to send it out

so it wouldn't

get traced back to you.

Check our text messages.

Girl, I don't know what's been

going on with you lately.

I-- I gotta go.

I could hear you yelling

all the way upstairs,

- what happened?

- I don't know.

Oh, London, baby.

Let-- Let me--

Let Mommy see.

Zara? Zara?

I gotta call Gavin.

Your call has been forwarded

to an automatic

voice message system.

Your call has been

forwarded

to an automatic

voice message system--

zero is not available--

at the tone,

please record your message.

[beep]

Karma's a b*tch, ain't it?

Okay, London, baby,

what's going on with you?

[sobbing]

Mom.

I don't know

what's happening to me.

I swear,

I wouldn't send that.

I wouldn't post that.

I don't know

what's going on.

Okay, London,

baby, it's okay.

Mommy's gonna fix it.

We just gotta get you

to Dr. Sarhona.

No. I won't go.

[dramatic music]

[birds chirping]

Erica:

What do you want, Gavin?

Baby, why are you not

answering none of my calls?

Because you're

a no-good liar,

and I knew you were

messing with her.

Ain't nobody lying,

baby, look.

I f*cked up,

all right, yeah?

But it happened when

we did that little break

that you wanted, okay?

Don't nobody care

about that girl.

I only care about you,

I want I want to be with you.

That was just sex.

- I was try--

- [phone dings]

Oh, baby,

you have got to eat.

I'm not hungry.

Well, will you

at least take a shower?

Okay, I'm gonna get dinner.

You want something

from SoDohs?

It's a little bit

of a drive, but I think

the wasabi pepper soup

is worth it.

Has Gavin called?

No, it's gonna take

a little time.

It's been a week.

I know, but at least

the agency was able

to get everything sorted out

with the video.

And luckily,

we were able to get it

taken off

the major sites.

And we issued a statement

on your behalf

to say that

your phone was hacked.

What are the people saying?

Can I have my phone back?

No, it's too soon.

I think you need to lay low

for a while and strategize.

You can't just take my phone.

I'm not a child.

Okay, I'm gonna go

pick up dinner,

and we can talk about this

when I get back.

[screaming]

[suspenseful music]

[shouting]

Jay!

- [dramatic music continues]

- [London shouts]

What are you doing here?

[knife slices]

London, I got your food.

Ooh, that traffic

was a b*tch.

London.

- London.

- [shower running]

London.

- London.

- [shower running]

Finally taking a shower.

London?

[water running]

Where are you?

[disorienting music]

[phone ringing through]

Your call has been forwarded

to an automatic voice message--

[humming softly]

Darlene: London.

[London continues humming]

London.

Hey.

Hey, uh,

where were you last night?

What are you

talking about, Mommy?

I was here.

Hey.

What's up, baby?

Well, thank you

for coming.

Figured it

was the only way

to get you to stop

texting me all night.

Right.

Well, you look good.

We're matching,

so you was clearly

thinking about me,

right? Huh?

Babe, come on.

You know I love you, right?

What you did sure

doesn't feel like love.

[Gavin sighs]

When you love somebody,

you don't do things

that are going to hurt them.

And you sleeping with London

was the stupidest,

lowest thing

you could've done!

I already told you

I made a mistake, Erica.

I told you that girl

took advantage of me,

and I told you I'm sorry,

and it'll never happen again.

No, you're not sorry.

You're only sorry

that you got caught.

That's why you're sorry.

Okay.

So, what is it going

to take, Erica, huh?

What is it going to take

to make this right?

What is it going to take

to make "us" right?

I want "us"

back to where we were

before this London sh*t

even happened.

You want to get back

to how we were.

Gavin: Yeah.

That's all I've been

trying to do.

All right.

I'll tell you what.

Fire her from the agency,

if you're serious about us

getting back to how we were.

You really want me

to fire the girl?

It's your choice.

Me... or her.

It's business.

f*ck it, all right.

Done. I'll call the lawyers,

and I'll tell them

to draw up some paperwork,

and I'll have my team

get it over to her.

Today.

Now, Gavin.

- You really--

- Now.

All right, whatever.

[whirring]

[softly]

Yes.

I'm almost at five mil!

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, London.

What?

Reporter: Early this morning,

the Miami Police Department

responded to

a call from a tenant

who reportedly heard

loud screaming.

This report

led to the discovery

of a 24-year-old man

found stabbed to death

in his one-bedroom

apartment.

The man

has been identified

as celebrity stylist

Jayvon Taylor.

Authorities have

not yet released

any information

on a motive

or suspects of interest.

[sobbing]

No!

[doorbell rings]

[London sobbing softly]

- Hi.

- Hi. I'm Detective Wright.

Are you Darlene

or London Samuels?

I'm Darlene,

London is my daughter.

Is everything okay?

Sure, um,

do you mind if I come in

and chat

with you and London?

Oh, well, she recently

lost her friend,

and she's not

handling it too well,

- but sure, come on in.

- Jayvon Taylor?

They were

best friends, right?

Yeah.

Yeah, come on in.

Thank you.

So, um...

Was there any conflicts

between you and Jay?

Conflict?

Yeah, I mean...

we had our disagreements,

all friends do.

But I loved him.

Jay was like a brother to me.

Did you speak to him

at all or...

see him at all yesterday?

No.

I was home almost all day.

- Almost?

- Well,

we went to grab dinner

last night.

What time was that?

Um, around 8-ish.

I think I have

the receipt here somewhere.

Yeah, we went to go

get food about 8:45.

[sobbing]

Made it back here

maybe 9:30, 10.

See, traffic,

there and back.

And both of you

were out together?

Well, we were

both here at 10.

Are we being investigated?

No, it's-- just looking

for answers, that's all.

Jay was close with

a lot of other influencers.

We've all been getting

threatening messages.

Did you report

any of these?

At first I thought it was

just someone being immature,

just trying to scare us.

But now Jay's actually gone.

Okay, I think

that's enough.

- [sobbing]

- Detective: Sure.

And I'm really sorry for

what happened to your friend.

And thank you both,

for your time.

Let me give you my card.

Please call me

if you or London

recall anything suspicious.

Sure.

Let me see you out.

[sobbing]

[dramatic music]

[doorbell rings]

Good day, London.

I wanted to make sure

you got this letter.

Knowing how important you are,

it's certified, so...

That's Miss Samuels to you.

- Enjoy the rest--

- [door slams shut]

[sighs]

"As a result,

we are no longer

representing you"?

[sobbing]

[suspenseful music]

What are you doing?

Uh, baby... what is this?

I know that

I pushed you way too hard.

But I'm going

to get you some help.

I called your doctor,

and they're going to have you

admitted for a few days.

Just for an evaluation.

What are you talking about?

It's just to keep you safe.

Listen, listen,

you don't have

to do this anymore.

You don't need Gavin

or anyone else.

We can start over, hmm?

Me and you,

we're in this together.

You sound crazy.

What are you talking about?

I know that you k*lled Jay.

Why would you say

something like that?

Jay's my best friend!

London,

where were you last night?

I didn't!

I didn't, I didn't!

I didn't do anything!

I didn't

k*ll anyone!

I didn't, I didn't!

Zara: No.

You didn't, London,

I did.

Oh, come on, Darlene.

You know

it needed to be done.

I wouldn't have had

to have done any of this

if you would've

protected us,

like you were supposed to.

But you didn't.

You never did.

So, like always...

I had to come in

and fix everything.

sh*t.

I meant to clean this.

No worries.

I have to go take care

of a Mister Gavin.

Sorry, Darlene, I have to go

handle some business.

London, please.

London's not here

right now!

Would you like

to leave a message?

London!

[choking tears]

London, I know that

you hear me.

No, Darlene.

London is gone.

Zara, I know that

you like to protect London.

But you can't keep

k*lling people.

[knife slices]

Mommy!

Mom, I'm so sorry,

I didn't mean to hurt you.

It's okay, baby.

Listen to me.

I need for you to believe

that you're safe.

And please come back to me,

stay here with me.

Everything's

going to be okay.

No, Darlene.

Everything is not

going to be okay.

- Zara.

- [keys jangle]

Zara, Zara, please.

Zara, please, please, Zara.

[people arguing outside]

[no voice, slaps landing]

[dramatic music]

Zara-- Zara!

- Zara--

- [Zara shouting]

No!

[knife slicing]

[shouting]

[shouting]

Zara, please!

[knife slicing]

I tried to tell you nicely.

But you never listen.

[breathing heavily]

It's okay, London.

I'll protect you.

James...

get to Gavin's...

take care

of our daughter.

[crickets chirping]

I understand that.

But I don't care.

If we ain't got no contract,

we're not doing nothing.

Yeah, all right,

call me back.

- [Zara grunting]

- [knife slicing]

[slap]

[muffled]

What the f*ck?

Oh, finally, you're awake.

[muffled]

What you doing, man?

I didn't even

hit you that hard.

[Gavin muffled]

Huh?

[muffled]

I can't hear you.

[muffled]

What the f*ck is you doing?

What the f*ck

is you doing, London?!

I'm not London, I'm Zara.

I'm here to get the deal

that you promised me

before canceling

our contract.

London, take this sh*t off me!

I said I'm not London.

I'm Zara. Say it.

Say it!

Sssssay it.

Okay, okay, okay, okay.

Say it.

You're Zara, you're Zara.

That's right.

You're Zara.

Yes, Zara.

Who the f*ck is Zara?

I'm the one

that gets sh*t done.

[Zara scoffs]

Okay, Zara.

Unfortunately, I didn't

have time to put together

a PowerPoint,

but here's my pitch.

In order for London to

be the top influencer,

Erica's got to go.

What do you mean,

she gotta go?

Here it is.

I'm gonna k*ll Erica,

and the Walker Agency

is gonna put out

a press release saying that

Erica decided

to move to Paris.

And we become

a power couple.

Living happily ever after.

You're f*cking crazy, man.

Gavin.

I'm not crazy.

Well, crazy for you.

[chuckles]

This is how you finna

f*cking play with me?

After everything

I done did for you?

I gave you everything--

you had nothing.

I started your career,

I gave you everything,

and you got me tied up

in my damn house?!

This how

you gonna play with me?

You?

Because of you?

You didn't do sh*t

for London!

I k*lled Tori!

No...

- [knife slicing]

- [Tori screaming]

I k*lled Kash Monet--

not you, me!

Kash:

Who the hell?

- [knife slicing]

- I even k*lled

that dumbass Jay

who betrayed London.

But more importantly,

I'm the one that made sure

you made London relevant.

[mirror shatters]

You didn't do anything!

I did!

Gavin?

- What was that?

- By the way,

I texted Erica

to have her come here

and meet you.

Yeah, I texted her

sweet, little lies.

- [mumbling] You're gonna--

- Shut up.

[Gavin shouting under gag]

Gavin, bae,

where are you, upstairs?

[crickets chirping]

[suspenseful music]

[chuckles]

- Gavin...

- [Gavin muffled]

Gavin!

Gavin, what the hell

is going on?

- She's there, she's gonna--

- [screaming]

[knife slicing]

[women screaming]

Gavin: Baby.

- Gavin...

- No, no, no--

don't worry about me.

You need to call

the police!

Call the cops!

Hello? Hello?

This is Erica Marks.

We need help

at 623 Greenfield Terrace,

somebody's trying

to k*ll us!

[shouting]

[screaming]

No!

[both screaming]

Baby!

- [knife slices]

- [London screams]

[ethereal music]

Gavin: We're still just

very devastated and shocked

from the attack--

we both are.

I'm just grateful

to be sitting here with her,

speaking to you guys

right now.

And to anyone out there

who feels that social media

is affecting

their mental health,

please, log out

and get help.

If it doesn't bring you peace,

it's not for you.

Especially if it jeopardizes

innocent lives.

Thank you.

And please respect

our privacy at this time.

[kiss]

[rap music intro]

I don't like

to waste time

Yeah, she pretty, but I'm

staring at her waistline

She wanna see me, but I

told her we could Facetime

I'm moving 24/7,

f*ck a break time

I'm running late,

I'm running late

I gotta go,

I gotta go

I'm doing 80 miles an hour

on the Interstate

Running to the money

like I'm getting chased

I'm running late,

I'm running late

I just made a pit-stop

Went and spent a car

and a crib on a wristwatch

Phone going crazy, that's

the money coming back in

Pay me up front, I don't

want it on the back end

Started on the west,

but I ended in the south

Trying to touch

the whole globe

I ain't sitting on the couch,

yeah, I'm ready, set, go

Like I'm trying to make

a milly in a minute

Know it's worth it,

I'ma feel it in a minute

I ain't gotta tell ya cash

rules everything around me

Cream, finna going crazy,

I swear it was a dream

I'm the talk of the city

like I'm next up

Pay cash for the billy

I ain't gotta show

a check stub