You're ass dumber than I thought.
You weren't saying that when I had a gun on you.
You tell all your homies how you pissed yourself?
Your ass couldn't even pull the trigger.
You're soft, ese.
But don't worry,
'cause after I merc you,
I'ma take your bitch.
So she can finally see what it's like to be with a man...
instead of a pussy.
- Oh, I'm the pussy. - Yeah.
- Really? - Yeah.
Which one of us walked into a room full of dudes
he knows are strapped?
And which one of us shot two innocent kids
at a birthday party?
You're nothing but a pussy.
Hey, hey, hey! Not up in here!
Hey, take him to the back.
- Gonna beat yo' ass! - To the back.
Move your shit.
Shoot yo' ass like I did your bitch-ass friend!
Stand up.
Look a man in the eye when he talkin' to you.
Tell me, little Spooky.
What do you think a man is? Are you a man?
I know I am.
No.
A man don't snitch.
The only thing worse than a Santo is a snitch. And you're both!
So get back on your knees like the bitch you are and start praying.
Let's do this!
Yo, Spooky.
While you paying to save your brother...
he ratting you out.
So now we got your money...
and his money.
We know about the stash house on Hardy.
And who your connect is.
It's gonna be a good day.
We're done.
Cash is all here.
Pleasure doing business with you.
Don't say anything.
Not a damn thing.
I love you, mano.
But you're done.
Happy birthday.
You need to do something bigger than the mess you made.
What?
Do you wanna do this?
You got to do something bigger to prove yourself.
What if I got you 50 grand?
Where are you gonna get cash like that?
What if I already had it?
I'm listening.
My friends found the RollerWorld money.
They washed it.
It's clean.
RollerWorld. Don't shit me!
For real?
RollerWorld?
Is that why your boy kept asking about Lil' Ricky?
Yeah.
Damn.
Damn!
How far are you willing to go?
I'll do anything.
Then this is what we're going to do.
I'll run the plan by Cuchillos.
Without a blessing, there's no point in taking the risk.
Understood.
If this goes wrong, it's on me.
I accept that.
You gotta be incredibly careful.
Your friends have to think you're going away forever.
Cesar!
This protects them.
- And if anything happens to you... - Go to hell!
... they won't know you're dead.
Make it look like you're leaving.
When it's clear,
I'll be there.
You'll make contact with the Prophet$
and I'll exchange your clean money
with the marked bills from the Freeridge Savings heist.
The plan is in effect.
- What's that? - Another 150 grand from your boys...
which I'm gonna keep.
Getting all that clean cash gave me the idea
that we can lay off more of the dirty money with the Prophet$.
No one's gonna believe a kid like me
would stumble in with 200 Gs strapped to him.
You won't have to.
You handle this 50,
- I'll handle the rest. - You?
Cuchillos is calling the Prophet$' OG. Setting a meeting for me.
So I'll be there buying your protection
while you're there ratting me out.
We'll get the heat off of you,
maybe take a few of them down with the dirty money.
You think it'll work?
It has to.
Or we're both dead.
You good?
No, I'm not good.
You gave our RollerWorld money to the Prophet$!
No. I gave them the marked bills from the Freeridge Savings robbery.
Oh! Thank God.
For a second I thought you gave our money away.
No, I didn't give your money away.
You gave your money away, and now it's mine.
Ruby! Turn me to Jamal.
Am I hearing this correctly?
You used all of our money for nothing? Even my 50K?
It wasn't for nothing.
It was for Cesar.
And yes, even your 50K.
Turn me to Spooky.
More. I still can see him.
Spooky.
I did not sign off on my 50 grand of that gift to you.
- Can you be decent and give it back? - No.
This is bullshit!
Look on the bright side.
- Cesar's alive. - Hurray! Turn me to him.
No.
You might be alive,
- but you're dead to me. - Monse.
I am so...
- ... dead. - Spooky,
do you think giving the Prophet$ a bunch of marked bills was wise?
Once one of their guys gets arrested, then they'll know it was you.
- And by extension, us. - They'll never connect it to you.
I still don't understand why you needed to cheat us.
I didn't. I did exactly what you wanted.
- I saved Cesar. - Okay.
But you knew you were going to do that before you took our cash.
- And your point is? - Taking our money is unscrupulous.
How many times do I have to spell this out for you?
Your money is actually my money. It belongs to the Santos.
Oh! You really want to play that game?
Well, if we get into logistics, it's really Prophet$ money
that you stole from us!
Well, actually,
it's a bunch of random people's money
who paid way too much for a bad concert.
Shalamar's the shit!
These people probably didn't pay enough.
Relax.
We're not going to forget you helped us.
I don't care about your goodwill. I want my money!
But I cooked for you.
You made ceviche!
Okay? The juice does all the cooking.
Come on, Ruby.
Uh... But we haven't eaten yet.
Now!
Why do I even listen to you?
Me? You have no one to blame but yourself.
It was your idea to trade the money for Cesar.
And it was your idea to bring donuts!
I was being a good guest!
You don't walk into someone's house empty-handed.
And why is that even relevant? Spooky did what we asked.
He saved Cesar.
- Does it really matter how he did it? - Yes!
Our money is lying around
or being used to buy an excessive amount
of colorless tanks and long shorts?
I don't understand why you're not more upset!
Think about Olivia. Did she die in vain?
Don't bring her up. You weren't even there.
Yeah, 'cause y'all didn't believe in me.
'Cause you didn't have my back.
Yeah, that's right. We're back on my back.
Seriously? I can't with you.
Didn't have your back. Now watch mine as I walk away.
No! Watch mine! See it?
No! Mine!
Hey, Rube!
What?
- Ha, ha! - Damn it!
Cheers!
Ah.
Hey, thank you.
It was nothing.
Not talking about the food.
I don't say this very often, but I, uh...
I know.
I'm not made for this life, Oscar.
Listen to me, please.
When that gun jammed,
God gave me a second chance.
And I can't ignore it.
And?
And I never want to be a liability to you ever again.
I love you, mano.
But I am not a killer.
_
Dude, stop!
We were stupid, okay? We never should've given the money away.
Spooky sucks and in a head-to-head dance off, you'd win.
Let me get back to business and make some mayonnaise.
- Ew! - Monse?
Is your junk out?
Oh, my God. Put it away.
Is it away?
- Yes. - You swear?
Get to it!
Okay. I've been stewing on something and as my oldest friend,
I need you to tell me the truth.
Who was that girl that Cesar slept with while I was in Brentwood?
No idea.
I found out about it right when you did.
Ask Jamal. Maybe he knows.
Thanks.
- You can bring your penis back out now. - Hey.
I tell me when I can bring my penis back out.
And I already did.
You are the master of your own reality.
Abundance belongs to you.
Expand your consciousness.
Hey.
I'm sorry I wasn't cool about my 50 grand.
I've just been on edge since I found out
about the whole Cesar other-girl sitch.
Yeah, that was lame.
Yeah. Who was she?
I... I don't know.
- But he said he told you about it. - Oh. Yeah, he did.
- You knew? - Damn it, woman!
This is entrapment!
What's her Instagram?
I don't know. She was a Dwayn-ee.
- So this is your fault. - My fault?
I... I wasn't even there!
I mean, there the...
I didn't know anything until after.
Okay, that's it. State of the Union now.
Hold on, please.
Ugh.
- What? - I've got Jamal.
- Shimmy your pants back on. - No need, I'm freeballin'.
- What happened? - Oh, I don't know.
- A breach in our friendship. - What did we do to you?
Nothing! But Cesar made an irreparable mistake.
So that leaves us with one option. You're gonna have to pick a side.
- Why? - Because he slept with a hoochie!
- But you broke up with him! - After he gave me an ultimatum!
This feels like a legit gray area.
You know, you guys wouldn't even be friends
with Cesar if it weren't for me.
- You de-friended him. - In your honor.
But I forced the reconciliation,
which means I'm the mother of this ship,
and it's time to get in my life raft
because our friendship has hit a major iceberg.
So, are you sinking or swimming?
As someone who can't swim,
I refuse to engage in metaphorical drowning scenarios.
I'm not gonna debate this anymore.
You have 48 hours to decide which team you're on.
Technically, that's also an ultimatum.
What?
The IRS will garnish your wages
- if you don't immediately call... - Ugh!
... 1-888-514-5555.
- Again, the IRS will... - Ah!
You're really making them pick sides?
Please, don't punish them. Look, I'm the only one to blame.
I never should've done what I did. It's my life's biggest regret.
You just tried to kill someone
and that is your life's biggest regret?
Monse, I'm so sorry. Please, just let me fix this.
Okay.
I can see an option for redemption.
Anything.
You can suck a butt.
We just need to let the woman calm down.
With time and space, she'll come to her senses.
This is Monse we're talking about.
Stop trying to ascribe rational thoughts to an irrational person.
All right.
You're right.
- I'll stop. - This is crazy.
Two days ago, all we wanted was for Cesar to be alive.
And now all Monse wants is for him to drop dead.
Well, figuratively.
Maybe not. TBD.
You know, all this petty bullshit is making me want to pick a side.
Spoiler alert, I'll take Broody over Moody any day.
I'm exhausted. Talk later?
Peace.
This is the end of an era.
Remember this?
It's a story you wrote in the fourth grade.
You thought you lost it, but...
you didn't.
I took it.
I used to read it every night before I went to sleep.
Because I felt like I had a little piece of you
to keep me safe at night.
Monse, you've always owned my heart.
Then...
and now.
Nothing's ever going to change that.
Nothing...
except a two-bit ho.
Okay, I can see how you'd feel that way and you have every right to.
I'm just hoping that you'll take a moment
and listen less to your head
an... and more at your heart.
If you take a moment and listen more to your heart,
you'll feel...
She can't hear you.
She's making a snack.
I couldn't leave you hanging.
It was getting real embarrassing.
Hmm.
Okay.
Hey.
I heard what's going on.
Great.
You're doing the right thing. You gotta stand up for yourself, girl.
And if those jokers can't see your worth,
then you need to dip on down to girl town.
Thanks.
Listen, I know you're not much to look at,
but underneath all that "meh"
is a smidge of cool and something resembling a personality.
And you know how I know that?
Enlighten me, Jasmine.
'Cause I see you.
- You see me? - Yeah.
And what I see is a girl who has lost her main girl.
But you need to know that there are other girls.
Girls who not only have great tips on how to...
smooth out that frizzy Frappuccino on your lid,
but who would be happy to be your number one incoming call
and have you be that number one outgoing. You feel me?
Yeah.
Yeah, ironically I do.
- I need friends on the same level. - Yes!
Friends who get who I am about and appreciate me.
Why am I always fighting for my friendship?
'Cause the problem with running with an all-male crew
is that you ain't ever gonna get to be you. Not the real you!
Ain't none of those dudes gonna help you
dig that tampon out when it goes missing.
Hell no! That's your girl's gig.
Your girl who gets you and sees you
and will be there to comfort you when you realize that...
... it's just lost, mija.
That bloody cotton is gone forever.
You're absolutely right, Jas. I feel like I'm having an epiphany now.
Things have changed. I've changed.
That's what I'm talking about, Mons.
No matter what side the guys take,
it's time for me to find a new girlfriend.
- Mm-hmm. - Or maybe a few.
Damn, she's dense.
_
Even Steven.
And we only have until morning to make our final call.
_
Then let's let fate decide.
Heads Cesar, tails Monse?
That feels disrespectful.
Cesar should be tails.
Ah!
- What is it? - Mine.
You still owe me $42.
Okay, I'm done.
I'm not taking sides in this stupid war.
By forcing us to make a decision, Monse's already made one for us.
Exactly!
What's the decision?
Man, I just don't understand girls.
Bitches be bonkers.
Well, except you.
I mean, you believed in me when no one else did.
Ah, to be fair, I also believe in chupacabra and UFOs.
Someday I'll have to tell you about the time I got abducted.
Abuelita, I feel so depressed.
Why?
Because of this friend nonsense?
Oh, no, I don't care about my friends.
I'm talking RollerWorld. I mean...
with RollerWorld...
there was a mystery and I could solve it.
I had purpose, meaning.
Now I'm... I'm just Jamal.
Jamal the Freeridge freshman.
This is life, my friend.
You can't go looking for your purpose.
Your purpose finds you.
So she pissed the bed.
You know what my boy Angel does? He piss on the bed, too.
Hey.
So, I've been thinking and...
the more I think,
the more I don't know what I would've done if I were in your shoes.
I just need to know one thing.
Did you love me when you did it?
I never stopped loving you.
Monse, I was in the lowest place I've ever been.
I thought you were gone forever.
I know. It doesn't make it okay.
But it's the truth.
Thank you.
Wait. Where you going?
I forgive you.
But I can't forget.
'Cause if you loved me and you did that...
what else would you do?
You don't have to make a decision.
But you can't nultimatum an ultimatum.
Ruby, see? This is her thunder stealing
that I said should go on the con list.
I'm sorry I put you through the paces.
No one should make their friends take sides.
As expected. I also said she'd wind up
somehow looking like the bigger person.
I've made an important decision of my own that I want to share.
I've just...
What's going on?
It was a take down!
The cash, the drugs, the guns, and illegal ferrets.
The place was a scene.
It was sick!
But why are all the Prophet$ getting arrested?
Remember the robbery at Freeridge Savings?
The guys in the monster masks?
Well, that money was marked.
And we've been tracking any money spent.
First, we caught Mr. Gutierrez in his liquor store with the dough.
Turns out that money was from a customer.
And when those marked bills started popping up all around town,
right before the Prophet$ hood day,
we were able to trace it right back to them.
So now the Prophet$ are no más!
- All of them? - Hell, yeah! We took 'em all down.
The Prophet$ are Donezel Washington.
Holy shit.
Oh, actually, check out this link.
It's got the best footages.
Bring the next group out!
Y'all don't even got probable cause.
Coming through. Start loading 'em in.
Wow.
They even got Latrelle.
Let's go! Keep moving!
Yeah. He's going away for a long time.
Hey, yo, Esteban! Why no call back?
I don't send pics of my chonies to no phonies!
How you feeling?
It's...
pretty surreal.
I thought about this day for so long,
praying for revenge.
But this...
this doesn't make me feel anything.
It's not going to bring her back.
I mean, what's the point of it all?
Latrelle took a life.
Now his life's over.
And look at us.
The second we're not worrying about Cesar's death,
we're sweating the small stuff.
We lost sight of the bigger picture.
How lucky we are to be alive... with each other.
I don't know how to explain how I feel.
But I do know...
it's time to move on.
Agreed.
I'm leaving Freeridge.
I'm starting boarding school at the end of summer.
Wait. What? Are you serious?
- Not talking to you. - But you forgave me.
I changed my mind.
Anyway, I finally realized that it doesn't matter
if any of you are on Team Monse because I'm on Team Monse.
And that's all I need. So...
I'm out.
Okay.
Good luck.
- Okay? Good luck? - Yeah.
- You've left before. - Riding camp. Brentwood.
This is schmuck bait. You always come back.
Not this time.
I'm gone for good. Things just aren't the same around here.
And I think we've outgrown each other.
Ruby, what kind of snacks you got at home?
Did your mom get that spinach dip from Costco?
No, better. She got the Jalapeno Artichoke.
Oh, that extra creamy one that you gotta use the thick chips for?
Oh, she picked those up, too!
- Oh! - I'm serious!
So are we. That dip's bomb.
Are you even listening to me?
I'm really out of here. I'm done with the gangs and the bullshit
and the non-stop drama that you always get me into.
Uh...
We get you into?
Uh... Yeah, you.
- Goodbye. - Uh... No, no, no, no.
You should not say goodbye.
'Cause I want to. Buh-bye!
- Asshole. - Hey, hey.
Let's just all take a breath.
Shut up, no one is talking to you.
Okay. We'll see you when you get back.
Yeah, good luck trying to survive on your own.
Without me, you guys are done. There'll be no one to save you.
Wow!
Solid performance.
I almost believed it that time.
And yet...
I didn't...
because we all know that we don't need you.
You need us.
I hope I never see any of you again.
Mm.
That felt pretty real.
Not really.
I didn't see the commitment in her eyes.
- Uh-oh. Is she coming over here? - Uh-oh.
- She back. - She's coming back.
She's incoming.
How about now? Eat shit?
- Assholes. All of them. - Oh, wow.
I'll show them. I need them? Please.
I'd love to see their faces.
The three of them watching me walk away knowing I won.
But I can't. It's a pussy move to turn around.
And I don't really wanna see their stupid faces.
You know what?
No, I do.
I do wanna see their stupid faces. I wanna see their... No.
No. I don't wanna see their stupid faces.
Just ten more steps.
It's way more bad-ass once you set off a bomb,
that you just walk away.
You don't wait for it to explode. It just explodes behind you.
Oh, screw it! Pussies run the world!
What the hell?
Dicks.