Oh, shoot!
Good morning, USA!
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo!
Good morning, Angela Yee!
Hey, good morning, DJ Envy.
Charlemagne tha God.
Hazel is eating up the chart
with her new single "Back Slide."
Turn that up.
God damn it!
So, how the hell did you both get into Gary's little-ass car?
Um, okay, well, we didn't, all right?
We almost had a three-way with the emergency brake.
-It was real. -Nope. Mnh-mnh. Mnh-mnh.
I'm just saying, sex with Gary was always good,
but now it's good!
-Oh! -Like, it's next-level.
Aah! Ooh!
Cheers to next-level sex.
Yeah.
Bitch, look at you.
Over there thinking about the dick, aren't you?
No!
Yes!
Damn.
Go, Gary.Well, I hate to even ask this,
but what's up with Melissa?
I don't know.
I mean, he hasn't brought her up,
so I just assume they stopped seeing each other.
Bree, you can't assume. You have to ask.
Yeah, chicks like Melissa only leave
if there's a mandatory evacuation.
But, like, what if I just don't want to know, okay?
I mean, we're having fun right now, okay?
I'm not yelling or screaming or crying.
And if I bring it up, then it becomes like a thing.
It's like, "Where does this thing go?"
And I don't want all that for right now.
I just want to have a good time.
Trust me, I won't get hurt.
Until you get an emergency brake up your ass.
Well, that would just hurt so good,
you better threaten me with a good time.
Girl!
-Yeah! -Have it!
Okay, I rarely say this,
but can we stop talking about me, please?
Thank you. How's David?
David is being really sweet.
I-I don't know that he's ever been
this loving and attentive.Aw.
I mean, Sag Harbor definitely had everything to do with it,
but it's this campaign manager is -- is great.
I mean, running things for him was a good idea
until it wasn't, which was immediately.
Well, look at us.
You're happily married again.
You are getting sex again.Mm.
And I have a top-10 record again.
I mean, who's better than us?
-Nobody. -Nobody.
-Oh, and it gets even better
because you're gonna be in your home again.
Now that I'm freed up from these campaign duties,
I can focus on your mediation 100%.
So, I was thinking --Um, listen, Ari,
I-I made a decision.
No more mediation shit.
-Como se what? -Are you kidding?
Mnh-mnh. I've given it a lot of thought,
and for the first time in a long time,
I have a hit record, top 10.
That's my priority right now.
Look, Hazel, the song is amazing, okay?
It's awesome.
But that doesn't mean you just completely drop it
and let this asshole get everything.
It's not that.
If I do this now, then that's the story.
That's all the blogs and the press
are gonna talk about -- this freaking divorce.
And I want now to be about my music.
Haze, this may be our last shot at beating Derek.
"Ourlast shot."
When did this become about us?
I-I -- No, no, no..
T-That is not what I meant.
This is mysituation.
And -- And I just want to stay focused on creating.
Hazel, don't throw away everything you've worked for
over the last 10 years.
Stop.
Honey, I --Enough. Okay?
I have to run to the studio, and let it -- let it go.
Hazel.
Hazel!
Hey, Versace.
Um, Hazel's mediation is coming up,
and I was wondering, do you still have those files
that we took from Derek's computer?
Okay, let me know. Thanks. Bye.
You ready for those three little words?
I think so.
That's a wrap!
Oh! Oh, my God.
Khalil, I can't believe we finished the whole album.
Yeah, we did. We did it.
Are you kidding me? Youdid it.
Now, I was just along for the ride.
This album is done,
and not only is it done, it's legit dope.
All right,
I can't wait for the world to hear this.
This is cause for a celebration.
Ooh, tell me more!Oh, no tell.
Just show.
Okay.
This used to be my spot!
Oh, they have these, like, mini filet things.
Mmm! Mmm! I-I missed mini steak.
Name?
Uh, Khalil Parker.
Mmm!
Your table should be ready soon.
Um, hi.
Anything for Hazel Rachelle?
You have anything sooner?
Your table should be ready soon.
This bitch.
When I was with Derek, we used to get VIP tables all the time.
And you'll have it again really soon.
It'll be even better this time
'cause it's for the music, not the man.
Let me get that.
What a gentleman.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Look at you cheering me up.
I was feeling so and then instant chill.
You're like human weed.
Okay, that's a little weird and a little nice.
Very nice.
And just the right amount of weird.
Hmm. Okay.
So, hey, the album's locked.
Yes.It's hot to death, all right?
So let's just put the work behind us, all right?
No music talk.
I just want to get to know you, Haze, you know?
Where you're from, what your family's like.
You know, all that first-date talk
that we kind of skipped over.
Roederer Estate L'Ermitage.
Ohh, you pre-ordered my favorite wine?
You know my favorite wine?
Can you afford my favorite wine?
There's got to be some sort of mistake.
No mistake, sir.
It's compliments of Mr. Ellsworth.
Rise and shine, sleepyhead.
David. What are you doing here?
I had Cori clear my entire schedule
so we could spend the weekend together.
That's a good one.
You almost had me.
Almost had you? It's true.
No cellphones, no speeches, no -- no kissing babies.
So, you might want to hop in the shower, Mrs. Montgomery,
because I have a special day planned just for us.
Are you serious?
Yes, I'm serious.
Baby, I heard you.
Us before me.
Oh, Gary! Oh, oh! - Oh, yeah, Bree.
Oh! Oh, Gary! Yeah! Oh, yeah!Oh, oh. Oh, baby.
Oh, oh, oh! Oh!Oh, yeah! Oh! Yeah!
Yeah! Oh, oh!
Oh, my God.
I think I'm gonna need an EKG 'cause my heart is beating.
Shh! Oh, it's still going.
It's still going.Okay. Let it go. Let it go.
Don't -- Don't stop that shit.
Let that go, baby.What's that noise?
Huh? Is that a toy?
It's not a toy. I ain't got no toys.
What's wrong with you? That's my phone, pervert.
Freak-ass.Oh, Melissa's calling.
Hello, home-wrecker.
Hello?
Oh. She hung up.
Bree, I can't control who calls me.
So, you didn't even want to change her name for me?
I mean, Joe, Mark, Dad, Duane Reade.
Duane Reade calling -- not a problem.
Melissa calling -- a problem.
And heart emojis? Really, Gary?
No, no, Bree, that was from before.
Why you getting mad?Before.
Yeah.
So, you stopped seeing her?
I mean, I've -- I've -- I've seen her,
but I-I haven't s-- like, seen herseen her, no.
Oh, my God, you are so bad at this.
I mean...
you're good at this, but you are so bad at this!
Come on, now. Bree.
Look, I told you, all right? It's nothing serious.
Is that supposed to make me feel better?
I mean, "nothing serious" ended our marriage, okay?
Why do guys even say that shit? What does it even mean?
It means that it's nothing serious.
Don't get dressed. All right.
What do you want me to do, okay?
I'll do whatever you want me to do.
Break it off for real and find out.
If you're with me, you are only with me.
Okay.
I'll break it off.
Promise.
To us.
Cheers, baby.Cheers.
Hazel.
First the restaurant. Now the spa.
Are you stalking me?Nah, girl.
I just remember your standing Wednesday 7:30 appointment.
It was what? It was about a year...
that we were dating before I realized
that your Wednesday night "church"
was actually a massage in this place?
Okay. Sure. Good memory. Bye.
All right, wait -- wait a second. No, no, no.
I just spent $200 plus tip to relax.
If you got a point, get to it,
'cause you're gonna ruin my bliss.
All right, I got to show you something.
It'll take five minutes.
I've already seen it, and it never lasted five minutes.
Oh. Okay. You got jokes.
You have wasted enough of my life.
It's important. Come on, girl.
You -- Would I be standing here if it wasn't?
Five minutes.
No more.
I don't even know where you found that place.
Today was perfect!
Well, it's not done yet.
Oh, God, what do you have planned next?
Actually, I was hoping you could tell me what you want to do.
Why? You nailed it all day,
and I haven't had to say anything.
Yeah, but now I want you to tell me exactly what you want.
Huh? Huh?
Take off my dress.
Yes, ma'am.
Talk to me. How's this?
Oh. Wait. Softer.
Yeah.
Hi-- Higher.
Oh, yeah!
Oh!
-So hard to stay awake. -Okay.
No, listen. It's all good, baby.Okay.
What am I walking into?Watch this, watch this, watch this, watch this.
Watch it. Mm.
Boom, boom, boom.
Oh. Mm-hmm.
Impossible.
The Gold Mine?Mm-hmm.
This is the place where you recorded
your first platinum album, all right?
Hard to believe it's that same janky-ass studio, right?
Yeah, this shit is definitely next-level.
I told you.
I told you I could show you better than I could tell you.
Let me get you comfortable. Come here.
Hold on, hold on. Come here.
What? Yo, rela-- Relax.
I'm just trying to take your jacket.
Be a gentleman. That's all.
You really have five minutes.
So, what -- what is this all about?
This right here?
This is the new headquarters
of my new venture --
Ellevate Records.
All right.
Damn. It's a tough room.
Look, just get on with it.
First of all, congratulations are in order.
You know, it's no surprise to me that your new record, you know,
reached the top 10 in the first week.
Come on, girl. Me either.
You know why, right?
You know why.
'Cause you finally back to being who you really are, right,
instead of that wack-ass artist I was trying to make you be.
Fancy that.
I-I apologize.
I forgot to respect your talent.
Come on, girl. You creative. You're artistic.
You know, and you got a huge dose of that business savvy.
So, in the right situation...
you could be a mogul.
And ding. Time's up.
Hazel, Hazel, listen. Hazel, li--Don't talk shit.
Hazel, listen to me. Listen, listen.
Since we've been apart, all right,
I've been thinking it's time for me to invest in you,
all right, the way I should have from the beginning,
the way that you always wanted me to.
All right, and I'm not talking about no 50/50 partnership.
That would be disrespectful.
Look, we could -- we could deal with forgiveness later.
You can take that off your to-do list.
It's just -- It's not gonna happen.
Long story short is I want to do a partnership with you.
60/40.
Not because it's a good business deal,
but because it is 100%
what you've always deserved in this relationship.
Why are you offering me this?
Why me?
What you mean, why you? Because it is you.
You need me.
You need me to anchor this deal.
Stella ain't got shit on my years of experience.
She could be a quick flash,
and she's the only asset you're bringing to the table.
Look, I wouldn't be the man that I am today without you.
And it all started right here in this studio.
Right?
When we still believed in each other.
Hmm?
Come on. Hey.
Let me be the man that you always believed I could be.
Mm.
Damn, I miss all this.
You know, size zero ain't got nothing on you.
You hear me?
Baby? Hmm?
I want you to do something for me.
Shh. Girl, anything.
Anything. You know that.
I want you to take your hands off my buttons
and your mouth off my neck.
And make it 65/35.
And you got a deal.
Getting in bed with you in business?
That could work for me.
But getting into bed like this?
Been there.
Done that.
Ciao, partner.
I could stay in this moment forever.
I mean, I could be talked into it.
Really? Yeah.
Ooh, don't eat my fingers.
Hey, unh-unh.
We agreed on no work, remember?
I-I-I know.
I'm sorry, but it's Versace,
and she says she found something that may help me with Hazel
and -- and -- and no, no, no, no, no.
Yeah, that's right. Call her later.
Nope. You right. You right.
We've got some work of our own to attend to.
Mm. I love you.
And I love you, too.
I'm not just an event planner.
Baby, I'm the main event.
Hazel, did you use the last of my coconut-oil conditioner?
What, did I go into your bathroom,
use the last of your conditioner,
put the empty bottle back in the cabinet
like I'd never been there?
You know, it does kind of ring a bell.
Yoo-hoo! Anyone home?
Uh-huh. Everyone. Everyone's home.
You left the door unlocked?
Yeah, you really shouldn't do that,
especially if you're gonna run around in a towel and...
um, tunic?
Okay, um, it's my home, all right?
So I can wear whatever I want, and I can do whatever I want.
Except deep-condition.
Ohh. I'm kidding!
I'll get you more tomorrow. My treat.
Hazel, it's not a treat if you're just putting back
what you took, okay?
And tomorrow is too late.
My date with Gary is tonight.
Date?
Yeah. We're gonna get dinner.
Is this you still pretending you don't care he's seeing Melissa?
No, I'm pretty sure he ended things with Melissa.
This is gonna be our...
"conversation about getting back together" dinner.
What? Unh-unh. What's that look?
I don't like those looks. Stop those looks.
-Okay. -What did you come here for?
-To pass judgment? -No.
What's up with her?
Haze.
I know you said you wanted me to let it go,
but if you sign this, we can file a motion with the court
to invalidate your prenup.
Ari, stop. Okay?
Just -- Just stop it. I mean it.
But Versace got me proof,
and I would just hate to see you throw everything away,
not when you finally have Derek right where you want him.
I am -- I am working with Derek on a new label.
-What? -I'm sorry, what?
Derek?
Derek, the one that left you for a younger woman?
Derek, the one that kicked you out of your own home?
Derek, the one who publicly humiliated you?
Girl, are you high?!
A little, but it's unrelated.
Okay, time-out.
Hazel. What?
Stop and think about what you're doing.
He's offering me a partnership on a label.
Not just an artist.
It's a smart business move.
I mean, how many hit records do I really have left?
I'm not as young as I used to be.
None of us are, so...Excuse me.
I still get carded. I have freckles.
Can't you see what he's doing?
He hates that you're winning without him!
So he's just using you to -- to --
to be a part of that again!
Well, you know, you are the expert
at being used by a spouse, so...
Oh, shit. I'm gonna be late.
David is not using me.
We agreed. No more campaign stuff.
Oh, and you believe that?
Damn. David must be a better politician than I thought.
He might even get elected.
Ooh! Mic drop!
Okay, you know what, Bree?
My marriage may not be perfect,
but at least I'm not stupid enough
to run back to a known cheater!
-Well... -How dare you!
You're the one with the man
who only started paying attention to you
when he thought he was gonna lose you
right before his election!
But I'mstupid?
Honestly, you are stupid
if you don't think Gary's still smashing Melissa.
-Come on. -Both your men cheat.
Excuse me!
Gary is nothing like Derek!
Nah, nah, Derek makes seven figures.
Mic drop.
You know what, Hazel?
Who opened their door to their home
and let you stay with them for months
when Mr. Seven Figures kicked you out?
Me!And spring break '98!
Who bailed you out of a Mexican prison? Me!
Only because you wouldn't drink
on account of your "whiskey allergy."
Oh, I do have a whiskey allergy.
No. You like to sit back and judge other people
while they have fun so you can pretend that you're perfect
when we all know you're not.
I may not be perfect,
but at least I'm there for my friends!
All you know how to do is use people!
She's right -- You and Derek just stay using people
like it's your brand.
You know what?
I am Hazel Rachelle! I don't need this shit!
You know what?!
I don't have to take this, either!
Get your shit and get out of my house!
And while you're at it...
find yourself another attorney.
Hi. I am so sorry I am late.
Ari came over. It was crazy.
Words were said. Mics were dropped.
It got ugly!
I'm so happy I'm here right now, okay?
I am starving!
Me too.
Actually, I lied. You know what?
Starving is where I was like an hour ago,
when our reservation was.
See, now I'm starving and I'm mad.
You couldn't pick up the phone and call me and tell me
that you were not gonna make it to the very restaurant
that you wanted to try out?
Okay. But it's all good.
It's all good. I ended things with Melissa.
So that's over.
Did exactly what Bree wanted me to do.
I'm sorry, what Bree wanted you to do? Mm-hmm.
It's not what Gary wanted to do?
Does it matter? Hmm?
Because, see, we always do what Bree wants to do.
Like, you wanted to split up, we split up.
You wanted to have sex, we have sex.
Okay, Gary, why is this not feeling like
a "we are getting back together" kind of drink?
'Cause if you had something to tell me, some bad news,
you could have texted me, you could have called me.
I didn't have to get a babysitter,
get dressed, come down here.
Didn't even condition my hair.
Jesus Christ, Bree, do --
do you realize that in two weeks,
we'll be officially divorced?
We can call it off.
We could just call up the lawyers and be like,
"We're not doing this."
Problem solved.
No, problem is not solved.
Bree, we just having sex.
That's it. We not working on anything.
You want to know what I'm afraid of?
I'm afraid that if -- that if we call things off
and then I move back in the house,
we will be right back in the same place we were.
And I don't think that we can handle that for a second time.
Hell, I can't handle that for a second time.
I love you, Bree.
And I don't want to give up on us.
But I cannot go back to the way things were before.
Thanks for picking me up, but it's just for one night.
You know I got you. Always, right?
Yo, D.
Go get this queen.