[somber intro music]
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[unsettling intro music intensifies]
- So, this is the most affordable property
for the amount of space you get.
Three bedrooms, fully furnished.
Full kitchen. Best part is it's 1500 square feet.
- Yeah. I like it.
This is exactly what I was looking for. By how much?
- 50,000.
- Hm.
If you don't mind me asking, why so cheap?
- It's not cheap. It's affordable.
- Hm.
- But if I'm being honest with you,
about 30 years ago, the man who lived here went crazy.
He lived here with his wife and about 20 dogs.
One day, the neighbors reported a foul odor
coming from the house.
And when the cops showed up,
they found the wife and all the dogs dead.
- Damn. What happened to the man?
- He was never found.
- Damn. Well, like my grandma used to say,
You scared of money, you don't make no money.
I'll take it.
[banging on door]
[orchestral violin strings intensify]
[multiple whispering voices]
[door closes]
The fuck?
[wooden floor creaking]
[phone ringing]
What up, foo?
- [indistinct] Boy, fuck with me real quick.
Bruh, I need a QP of that shit, bud.
Not that bullshit either, bruh. I need that ZaZa.
- Boy, you know I ain't never sell you no bullshit.
- Boy stuff.
I was out there with your ass
under that rabbit food, boy.
- Yeah, yeah. Come by the spot. The new spot.
- Damn, boy.
You're going to move around like a motherfucker, aren't you?
- Yeah, man. You know trapping ain't easy.
- You have big pressure.
You know what the fuck going on. Shoot me the address.
- Bet.
[outgoing message alert]
[banging on door]
[intense unsettling music]
[cupboard door closing]
- Damn, boy, you too good for the apartment, huh?
You got the goddamn trap house.
Looking like a trap home in this bitch.
- Damn, nigga. That was quick.
- Whatchu mean quick, boy?
This shit nice though.
- I literally just sent you the address.
Not even a minute ago.
- What, are you serious right now?
That shit was over an hour ago, bruh.
Tighten up.
- The fuck?
- Hey, bro. Let me grab this little gas right quick
so I can make these plays right by.
- All right, man. Hold on.
[unsettling music]
[cupboard doors opening and closing]
- Bro. I know I just put that weed right here.
- What? What the you got going on, bruh?
You done lost the weed, bruh?
- Nah, bruh. I don't even know.
But I know I put that weed right there.
- This nigga.
[unsettling music intensifies]
Boy, if you ain't want to sell me the shit,
that's all you had to say, bruh.
- Nah, bro.
I'm telling you that weed wasn't just right there.
- Bruh, is you feeling all right, bruh?
Cause your ass straight tweaking.
You fucking with them pills, ain't you?
- Bruh, nah.
- Man, your ass been fucking with them.
- Bruh, hell no. Shit no.
You know I ain't with no pills no more.
Bruh, I don't even smoke gas no more.
[banging on the door]
- You not going to answer the door?
- Man, somebody at this hour?
Don't feel right.
[unsettling music]
[banging on door continues]
[dog growling]
- The fuck?
[door slams shut]
The fuck?
[more bangings on door]
[doorknob twisting]
[door creaking]
Now who the fuck are you?
- Nah, the question is, Who are you?
Man, I'm going to ask you one more time.
[gun cocking]
Who are you?
- Damn.
That's how you treat your old man?
Your father?
Your daddy?
The man who gave you life?
I pull up on you, you pull out a strap on me?
- I ain't got no father.
- Oh, you have a father.
- Yeah, I do, but I ain't never met him.
He'd been in prison my whole life.
- Well guess what?
He home now.
And he just got off of doing a long bet.
And he needs a hot plate of food
and a warm place to put his head for a few days.
Now, may I come in?
- Hell no. Nigga, I don't know you.
- Hondo Marquis Spencer.
I named you Hondo
because it is a name rooted in African war.
A fighter.
A warrior.
A mighty transcendent, honorable man.
And I wanted to be here.
But your mama was messed up in the head.
I should've been here to protect you,
but I'm here now.
I'm here now.
- So, how did you find me?
- I followed the stars?
I love you.
Son,
give me the gun.
Just give me the gun, son.
I love you, boy.
There it is.
It's okay.
Bring it in. It's all right, son. It's all right.
[gunshot]
[pills dancing in bottle]
[clattering]
[bed squeaking]
[blanket whooshing]
- Shit. The fuck?
[whispering voices and woman crying]
[unsettling music]
[door creaking]
[intense music]
[woman banging on wall]
Yo.
The fuck?
- Please, Frankie.
Please don't put me back in the cage.
Please, Frankie.
Please, help me [indistinct]. Please.
Please don't beat me.
- No, no. Look, look.
I'm not going to hurt you,
but you have to be quiet. Please.
- Good. Good.
- No, no.
- Kiss me.
- No, no. Get off of me!
- But Frankie,
I thought you loved me.
- No.
- I get it. It's fine.
I understand.
He doesn't love me anymore.
He doesn't love me anymore!
- Yo.
- He doesn't love me anymore!
- Yo!
- He doesn't love me anymore!
[screaming]
- Stop!
- The fuck going on, bruh? We good?
- Yeah, yeah. Everything good.
Pop's home.
- Pops?
This your daddy for real?
- Yeah. That's my dad.
He just been locked up for a long time, but he home now.
- For good.
So go on and call us some of them chicken head freaks,
go by the liquor store, get a couple bottles.
We popping bottles tonight.
Pop's home.
- Shit, say less.
- All righty.
[piano music intensify]
[rap music playing]
- Y'all, I want to make a toast.
This toast goes to my pops.
My uncle used to tell me back in the day that my daddy
was the biggest dope boy in Atlanta back in the eighties.
I always wanted to grow up and be just like you.
So this toast's to my pops for lost times.
- To lost times.
- [Everyone] To lost times!
[dog barks]
- You hear that?
- No, I don't.
[dog barks]
- I don't hear anything.
Relax.
Enjoy yourself. It's our time.
Hit this reefer.
- I don't smoke.
[dog barking]
- No, seriously, Hondo, your ass tripping hard.
- There's a dog in this house.
[orchestral music]
[dog growling]
[woman barking]
[intense music]
- Dang. Why you acting all shy?
- Shh!
There's something in that room.
- Ooh, spooky. Why don't I go take a look?
- No!
- Okay.
- Don't go in there.
- Chill. I'm a big girl. I got this. Trust me.
- Oh my god. Boo!
[giggling]
I'm just playing, Relax. Chill. You tweaking.
Ain't nothing in there.
How about you let me give you a private lab dance?
Loosen you up a bit. Come on.
Right there.
Oh, now wait a minute. You got a condom, right?
- To be honest with you, I don't.
- Well, shit. You better go hurry up and get one. Fast.
[groaning]
- Really?
- Hurry up.
[rap music playing]
- You got a rubber?
- My boy.
Now that's what I'm liking.
- Yeah, get in there. Bust the top.
A big man ting that one.
- Damn, daddy. That was fast.
Now come over here and get this wet ass pussy.
Oh, you like it rough.
[stabbing noise]
- Yeah, yeah.
[unsettling orchestral music]
[door creaking]
- Aye, bro.
Man, there's I got to tell you,
but you got to believe me.
Man, Trina is dead.
- What? Trina's dead?
- Listen, calm down.
Man, listen, bro. There's a man in his house,
he got a face like a dog.
I think he the one that killed Trina.
- Oh, shit.
Now I remember what I was here for.
- What are you talking about?
- I'm sorry, son.
Please pardon me.
I failed you again.
[phone ringing]
Damn.
- Hello?
- This is Deputy Warden from the State Prison,
and I regret to inform you that your father
passed away, dead in his sleep.
- But he was just...
- I'm sorry. We don't have any other details at this time.
Goodbye now.
- Boy, what the fuck is you talking about?
- Man, where my daddy at?
- Your dad?
Nigga, it's only me, you, Heaven and Trina
but you talking about some nigga with a Dogface
just killed her?
- Man, it is a man in here with a Dogface.
Man, listen. There's a man in here with a Dogface.
Man, I'm telling you,
when I got the condom from you
and went back to the room, Trina was dead on the bed.
I'm telling you, bruh.
The man with a Dogface had to do it.
- I'm calling the police.
- No hell, you ain't. I got dope in here.
You call the police and they come in here,
they ain't gon believe me.
They gon think I did that shit.
- Look, Hondo.
I don't know what the fuck going on with you, boy,
but you ain't yourself no more.
And I think it's the motherfucking pills.
I love you like a brother, bruh.
You don't leave me no choice, bruh.
I hate I gotta go this shit!
[intense music]
[stabbing noise]
[gasps]
[woman screaming]
- Please help!
Help me! Help!
Help me.
- [Phone Operator] 911, what's the emergency, please?
- There's a man with a face like a dog
and he's trying to kill me!
Help me, please! Help me!
[screaming]
[woman chocking]
[police sirens blaring]
[door creaking]
[police radio]
[door opening]
- Drop your weapon.
- No, you drop yours.
I ain't do that.
- The hell, you didn't.
- I'm telling you I ain't do that.
- Drop your weapon and go to prison
for the rest of your life like a good little boy.
[knife slicing]
[intense music]
[dog howling]
[heavy breathing]
- Hondo. Hondo. Hondo. Hondo.
[police sirens]
[rustling leaves]
- Even though I walk through the valley
of the shadow of death,
I shall fear no evil.
[barking]
- Hondo. Hondo. Hondo. Hondo. Hondo. Hondo. Hondo. Hondo.
[screaming]
- Hondo, wake up.
- No! No! No!
- Baby, wake up. Hondo, wake up.
Baby, wake up. Wake up.
- No! No!
- Hondo, wake up.
Chill, baby, chill. I'm here.
- What time is it?
- 11:11.
Don't tell me you were having that dream again.
- Yeah, I was.
- The one where I sell you the trap house?
- For some reason I can't figure out what it means.
- Baby, the dream means nothing, okay?
They're silly dreams that you have
because you don't take your pills. Here.
- I don't like the way they make me feel.
- Okay. Well something's got to give,
cause we can't keep going through this.
Look, okay, I get it.
What you went through was traumatic,
but at some point, you got to let it go.
- I'm trying to let go, baby.
But for some reason this dream keeps pulling me back in
and it's beginning to feel real.
- Baby, take control.
Look, I love you
and I am so proud of the match you've become, okay?
Ever since I met you, I knew you were special,
but
you scare me.
Your lifestyle scared me from getting too close to you.
But I fell in love with you anyway.
And when you got shot,
I promised I would do whatever it took
to keep you out these streets.
- And baby, I appreciate everything that you do,
but I can't even afford a pair of shoes right now.
I only got $211 to my name.
- At least you got your life.
- We're about to be late.
- Wait, I thought we talked about this.
- We did.
And we decided that you were going to come.
Come on, November 11th. It was my dad's birthday.
- Baby, I would, but my back hurts.
- Don't do that, okay?
That wound has had a lot of time to heal.
Come on. And plus,
I already you told him that you were coming.
My sisters are really excited to meet you.
Plus, Sharice is going to be there.
I figured you guys can finally talk.
- Hell, no. I don't want your family all in my business.
- Come on, baby. Please. Just talk to her.
My sister could really help.
- No.
- I'll do that thing that you like.
- What thing?
- You know.
- No, I don't. You got to tell me.
- Oh, I got to tell you?
- Yeah.
[whispering]
- Shit. I'mma go. I'mma go. I'mma go.
- Oh, you going now?
- Yeah, I'mma go.
- Oh, okay. Go get dressed.
[giggling]
Girl. Yes.
Look, I'm about to get enough wine for the both of us, okay?
What Sharice want? Come again.
All right, look, I'mma see y'all in a minute.
All right, bye.
You.
Baby?
You want something out here?
- What you about to get?
- Look, you know me. I love my sapporo.
- That cheap ass liquor?
- It's not cheap. It's affordable.
- Whatchu just say?
- Why so cheap?
- It's not cheap. It's affordable.
What's wrong?
- Nothing.
- No, something's wrong.
- Nah, it's just you said...
Nothing. Don't even worry about it. It's all right.
- Hondo, you really need to start taking your pills, okay?
Just free your mind.
[car keys jingling]
- What?
- I'll be back.
[car door slamming]
- [Radio Reporter] In other news,
government officials have announced that the FBI
missing persons list has doubled again
for the third month in a row.
Officials are puzzled as the majority of people
that have gone missing have been African-American men
and women between the ages of 18 and 40.
[banging on window]
- What's up, bro?
- Peace and love, big family.
Hey, man, I ain't mean to bother you or nothing.
Or cramp your style or anything like that.
But what I really want to know is,
can I sing something for you for a little piece of change?
- Nah, bro. I'm good.
- Hey, hold on, man. Hold on now. Hold on.
'Fore you say no, 'Fore you say no,
I'm going to need for you to hear this, man.
♪ Marginalize, criticize, jeopardize, demonize ♪
♪ Some times I cry ♪
♪ Man this can't be life ♪
♪ When I open my eyes ♪
♪ All I see is the sky ♪
♪ But then I realize ♪
♪ That I just die. ♪
- Hey, hey, man, you got a real nice voice.
But, man, I ain't got no money on me.
- I mean, you know, I was a jazz performer in my past life.
I mean, you telling me you ain't got no change
for a old troubled soul?
- No money, bruh, no money.
- You mean to tell me you ain't got no money at all?
Nothing? You ain't got no cash, man?
- Nah, man, I ain't got no money.
- Man, you a damn liar.
- What?
- Don't piss on my back and tell me it's raining, man.
You got $211 in your pocket, right damn now.
- I ain't got no money!
- What's going on?
- I'll tell you what's going on.
Your boyfriend is a real cheapo.
- He's not cheap. He's affordable.
- He's not cheap. He's affordable. I like that.
He's not cheap.
He's affordable.
- Are you fucking serious?
- What's wrong now?
- He's not cheap. He's affordable.
That's how you really feel?
- Baby, I would never say that about you.
Look, you need to relax
and take a shot.
- I don't want no shot.
- Just take a shot and chill.
- I can't believe.
- Be quiet. We about to be fucking late.
- Really getting on my nerve.
- Oh, shut the fuck up.
[unsettling music]
- Look, Hondo.
I don't know what the fuck going on with you, boy,
but you ain't yourself no more.
And I think it's the motherfucking pills.
- Babe, wake up.
We're here.
- Wanda, who's that?
- That's just Derek, my sister's fiance.
Come on. I'm going to introduce you.
[car door opens and closes]
- I don't give a damn who his lawyers are.
If they don't have substantial evidence
that can hold up in court, guess what?
I'mma sue them for everything they worth. All right?
I pay, you do a job, right?
Do the damn job.
All right?
Handle that.
Yo, sis!
What's up?
- I see you still in work mode.
- You know me.
Leave the office for a few hours
and the whole city catch on fire.
- Right. Oh, and this is my boyfriend, Hondo.
- Hondo? Derek. Nice to meet you, brother.
- Hondo?
- I hate I gotta do this shit.
- Hondo!
- Nice to meet you.
- Where my sister is?
- Still waiting on the homeowners.
So they went around back.
- Well, I thought checking was at three.
- Apparently dude said he running late
so he'd be here like 3:11 pm.
- See, this is why I don't let Sharice plan anything.
Oh, hey, there they are.
- Bitch!
- Yes!
- Bitch.
- Oh my God.
- Oh my God, you look so good.
- Nice, girl. Granted, you always look good,
but Instagram does you no justice, honey. You're glowing.
- Thank you, ladies.
- You're welcome.
And who is this lovely, dark chocolate specimen here.
- Daddy.
This is my new boyfriend I've been telling you all about.
Hondo.
- Is he a hood nigga?
Cause you know you love them hood niggas.
[intense sound]
- I'm calling the police.
- No hell, you ain't. I got dope in here.
- Hi, Hondo.
I'm Jasmine and this is my fiance, Derek.
- Nice to meet you. I already met him.
- And I'm sure Sharice. Wanda has told me so much about you.
- Yeah. You know, Sharice is a very accomplished therapist.
I think she can really help you with your little issue.
- Issue?
- Not issue. Just a little situation.
- Look, you have to excuse my sister.
What she's trying to say is,
I'm good at, you know, freeing people.
- Yeah, yeah.
- Sharice.
- What? I mean, I am.
- Okay, come on. I'm ready to get this party started.
Where's his hoes?
- Where is the liquor?
- Shots, okay?
- But he said he was going to be here at 3:11 pm
and it's only 3:10. And, wait, now it's 3:11.
- Where he at? Cause it's cold.
- Oh my God. Look at that dog.
- Oh my God. It is simply beautiful. Look at it.
- Dogs are vicious animals,
but so are humans.
They say,
Dog is man's best friend,
but man has no friend.
They even say, Every dog has its day.
But when will that day be?
- Hey, look, I'm sorry man. No disrespect.
But we not trying to be bothered right now.
We just waiting for the homeowner to let us in his property.
- Well wait no longer.
[keys jingling]
Allow me to show you in.
[door creaking]
[whispering voices]
- This is nice. Lovely.
- Your home is beautiful.
- It's not my home.
I'm simply the caretaker.
- Okay.
- And how do you like it, son?
[intense music]
- Excuse me?
- The place. How do you like it?
- It's nice.
- Good.
I'm glad you approve.
- Thanks so much, but not to rush you out.
Me and my sisters really need to get to the grocery store.
- Wait.
Wait a minute.
We must go over the rules.
- Rules?
- On the refrigerator I've posted a strict set of rules.
Rule number one, do not flush the downstairs toilet.
- Not to be rude,
but we really need to get to the grocery store.
So, you said you put a set of rules on refrigerator, right?
We'll be sure to honor them, right guys?
Right, right, right. Okay.
- Very well.
I'll leave.
But under no circumstance are you to feed the dog.
Do not
feed the dog.
Enjoy your slumber.
- Slumber?
- This man is crazy.
[door creaking]
- Okay.
Do not flushed the downstairs toilet.
Do not feed the dog.
All right. So those are the rules. Fair enough?
- Fair enough.
- So, what's for dinner.
- Whatchu want, baby?
- Well, I can go for a nice juicy steak.
- Steak it is.
- You hungry?
- Nah.
But can I holla at you for a minute?
- Sure.
[footsteps]
What's up?
- Something don't feel right.
- What do you mean?
- So far, everybody that's in the house right now.
Your sisters, your sister's fiance.
Even the man that gave us a key to the house.
The caretaker.
It was all in my dream.
- Stop the madness. Okay?
They're just silly dreams, Hondo. They mean nothing.
- Listen, baby.
I think the universe is trying to tell me something.
- Tell you what?
- Trying to warn me, that's what.
- Warn you of what?
- You better listen.
- Hey, is everything okay?
Sharice is outside, waiting.
- Yeah. Everything's good. I'm ready.
[door creaking]
we're just going to the store, okay?
Relax. Chill.
Have fun. We'll be back.
- Wanda.
- Damn, bro. It's okay.
They coming right back.
- I know it gets tough out here sometimes.
But black man to black man,
you can't be breathing on your girl neck like that.
- Aye, listen, man. I give my girl her space.
I just got a lot on my mind right now.
- Man, I heard her say your ass have some issues.
- I ain't got no issue.
- Chill, bro. I'm just messing with you.
Hell, I'm fighting my own demons, too.
- You smoke?
- Nah, bro. I quite.
- It sound like your ass need to start back.
- Why not?
- Man, step outside.
[coughing]
- This some good shit.
Where you get that from?
- California, boy.
California.
I got a few dispensaries out there and shit.
- Wanda told him that you was a lawyer.
She didn't tell me you get down like that.
- Well, you know, some shit just ain't everybody business.
- I feel you on that.
- Hey, guys. We're back.
Come give us a hand with the groceries.
- That's them?
- Sound like it.
- Hondo, hurry up. We got a lot of bags.
- Bruh, that was quick.
- Hondo! Derek!
- Jesus. Aye, we coming!
Man, they trying to get us to bring some groceries in.
- What the?
Where Wanda at?
- Who's Wanda?
I don't know who that is,
but she not here.
- Girl, where are your clothes?
- Wally, stop playing, you know, like to be butt ass naked.
- Wally?
Who the is Wally?
- Wally, you so stupid.
But if you don't mind, me and Hondo
got some unfinished business.
- No.
I can't do this with you. You're my girlfriend's sister.
- Look, I don't know what y'all two talking about,
but I'll be in the back, waiting on you.
Back here.
- Bruh, Sharice is tripping.
- That ain't her.
- Whatchu mean that ain't her?
she was just here in the kitchen, butt ass naked.
Wanda gotta be here, too.
- Ain't no cars out there, bruh.
- Bruh, they in here somewhere. Trust me.
Yo, Sharice!
Where you at?
Man, I know they in here somewhere, man.
Sharice!
What the hell they got going on?
- Wally!
[intense music]
[door slamming]
[water running]
Come on, D. Get it together, man.
- Wally.
[laughing]
- Yo, yo. What the fuck wrong with you, man?
- I'm calling Jasmine.
- Man, what going on, man?
- Where y'all at?
- Just leaving the store.
- Just leaving the store?
Sharice with y'all?
- Yes, Derek. We all rode together.
Why? What's wrong?
- Nothing, nothing.
We just hungry. That's all.
- Okay, well, sit tight. We'll be back in a minute.
- All right.
- Man, what the fuck going on?
- I need a cigarette.
- Shit. Damn.
- Hey, bruh.
I think it'd be best if we don't say anything
to the girls about what happened.
- Agreed.
- All right. All ready.
- What's going on?
- Not much.
- Everything all right?
- Yeah.
[sniffing]
- What's that smell?
- What smell? I don't smell nothing.
- You've been smoking?
- Nah.
- You're lying, I can smell it in your shirt.
- Hold on, Wanda. Chill.
Bro looked stressed so I convinced him to hit the weed.
Honestly, I think it's good for him.
- Whatever, Derek.
- Can y'all come help us with the bags, please?
Thank you.
Y'all remember when we was little girls,
When mom used to get us to come help her in the kitchen?
- Oh, yes.
We'd be here cutting stuff up, setting the table.
And this we doing exactly what she doing now.
Looking cute.
- Well, we all know I never was the domestic type.
- We know.
- Cause you pitiful. Straight pitiful.
[intense music]
- Okay. Whatever.
- Okay, look, maybe one.
- I miss them now.
- Yeah, I do miss them, too.
- Yo.
Y'all might actually want to come read these rules.
- Okay. Rule number one,
do not use the downstairs toilet.
Rule number two, do not use social media.
It can not be trusted.
Yeah. That's not happening.
Rule number three,
do not exit the house between 11:11 PM and 11:11 AM.
Okay. Rule number four, the voices are harmless.
Do not converse with them. What?
Rule number five, do not read the diary.
Rule number six,
only two visitors are permitted in the house.
John Black and John Brown. Make sure to ask for last names.
Rule number seven, do not feed the dog.
- Oh, hell no.
Sharice, you need to see if we can get a refund.
We ain't staying here.
- Wait a minute, wait.
This place was an exclusive offer. None refundable.
- I don't care. I'm not staying here.
- Okay. Relax.
Like, it's probably just a joke or something.
Let's not overreact.
- Fuck that. I'm out.
- Really, Derek?
- What's up with your guy?
- Wait, wait, wait.
First off, we hear you in the kitchen
when y'all was clearly got the store.
Then we walk in and see you
standing by the stove butt ass naked.
- What?
- Derek, what are you talking about?
You need to apologize.
- Yeah, bro. Like, I expect that from Hondo,
but from you?
- What the fuck that's supposed to mean?
- I'm just saying he's acting like an ass right now.
Like chill the fuck out.
- He telling the truth though.
- Enough! Guys, guys, oh my God.
We are all family. Okay?
What would mom and dad say if they see us right now?
Wanda's probably right.
This is probably just some sick joke.
Let's all just chill, relax, have a drink and just relax.
Okay? Okay?
- [Everyone] Okay.
- Thank you.
Now fellas, I really appreciate y'all helping
in the kitchen, but y'all can go chill or something.
We got this.
Go.
Where did y'all find these two?
- I don't know.
[unsettling music]
- Dinner was so good.
I put a plate up in the fridge for you.
- I told you I wasn't hungry.
- Yeah.
I want to apologize.
You know, for what I said earlier.
And I want to apologize for not acknowledging
that you've been through some real shit.
I'm sorry.
- Nah, you don't have to apologize.
I'm beginning to think that's how you really feel about me.
- Baby, I promise you it's not.
Hey.
Look.
I love you.
And I'm here for you, okay?
It's gotten biz but take a shot.
How is it that you don't want me to smoke?
But you can't stop passing me these drinks?
- I just want us to have a good time.
All right. Look. I'm about to go use the bathroom.
Just come inside. I think we're about to play a game
or something.
- I don't play games.
- Boy, come inside with us.
- Hondo.
[unsettling music]
- I mean, I just don't understand
why everybody's all panicking
because black people are disappearing.
Like hasn't that been happening ever since the Amistad?
- Yes. Black people have always been considered
an endangered species,
but never have we ever just vanished
into thin air like that.
- Hmm.
Well what do you think about it, Hondo?
- Shit, I don't know.
Seems like some bullshit to me.
What's wrong with Derek?
- Ain't nothing wrong with him.
He always gets like that after he eat.
Derek!
[banging]
- Woof.
- All right. Let's go. Let's go. Let's go.
Where my car is at? where my car is at?
I'm ready to kick some ass.
- Well, aren't you in quite the mood? You good?
- Better than ever, baby. Is you good?
- I'm good.
- Baby, the downstairs toilet is clogged up.
- Well, use the plunger.
- I did. It didn't work.
Please tell me you did not flush the toilet
that the man told us not to flush.
- I definitely forgot.
- Y'all better call a plumber or something.
- Yeah, can you just call a plumber?
Please?
[unsettling music]
[banging]
Huh! Yeah. What's that? You see?
- Yo.
Y'all gots to be cheating.
Cause how the hell she keep getting a big joker every hand?
- It's just a black woman's luck.
- Well, the black man need to start getting lucky too.
- Don't worry. You will.
[intense music]
- Okay. Now I know I'm drunk.
- What in the hell?
- Aye, bro. Don't read that shit.
- Go ahead, Derek. I dare you.
- And I double dog dare you.
- You only live once.
- Ooh, Derek, you so brave. That's sexy.
- Shut up.
- Today I learned how to transfer human souls
into animal bodies.
Father was displeased.
My brother too was displeased.
I would very much like to kill them both.
[door bell ringing]
- That must be the plumber. Put that shit up.
- Are we going to play another game?
- I'll go get it.
[door creaking]
- Can I help you?
- Hi.
I'm John with the plumbing company.
Heard you guys had a stuffed up toilet.
- Whatchu say your name was again?
- John.
- Okay. John.
Yeah, your name on the list. Come in.
- How nice.
Thank you.
[door creaking]
Nice place.
- Not mines, but thanks. Follow me.
- Howdy.
- Hi.
- Hello.
- Came from downstairs.
- Yeah.
I'll find it.
- Who was that?
- The plumber.
Strange enough, his name was on the list.
It's almost like they knew he'd be becoming.
- Yeah. Cause clearly they have a recurrent
plumbing problem.
- Guess so. His name John.
- Man. Which one is he?
John Black or John Brown?
- What?
- Come on, man. Remember the list said ask for last name.
- Whatchu say your name was again?
- John.
- Make sure to ask for last name.
- Oh, shit.
I don't know.
I forgot to ask.
- Y'all, seriously. Can y'all please forget this list.
I mean he's a plumber here to fix the toilet.
That's really all we need to know.
- Exactly.
- That's the thing. I don't trust him.
I'm going down there to find out his last name.
- Nah, bro.
I let him in here,
I'll be the one to go handle it.
[giggling]
- Really?
- Y'all are tripping.
[unsettling music]
- Hey, John.
- Hey, Derek.
- John, correct me if I'm wrong,
but I don't remember giving you my name.
- That's because you didn't,
which was quite rude.
- Right.
How the toilet coming?
- You've got some major blockage in these pipes.
I don't know how long it's going to take.
But I'm working.
- Okay. Thanks, John.
Oh, by the way, I never got your last name.
- Why would you need my last name?
I'm nobody special.
I just work for the plumbing company.
- Well, you know,
I need your last name so I can call up on the company
and tell them how good of a job you did.
- Well, that's awful nice of you.
Blue.
My last name is Blue.
John Blue.
- Okay. So, John, aye,
something just came up and we're all about to leave.
So I'm gonna just go ahead
and pay you and walk you out.
- You don't have to worry about it.
It's on the house.
- Okay. So don't take the money, but you got to leave.
- You know what?
I think I'll stay a while.
Do shut the door.
- Look, whatever it is you want,
money, cars, whatever,
I'll give it to you.
Just please,
please don't kill me.
- Say goodbye, Derek.
- Okay. What's taking him so long?
- He needs to hurry up.
[gunshots]
[intense music]
[screaming]
[crow cawing]
- Hey, babe. You okay?
- Yeah, I'm good.
- Well, we all downstairs playing drinking games.
You want to come join us?
- I'm fine.
I just need some alone time.
- Okay.
I understand.
I'll just go.
- Wait.
Stay with me for a minute.
- Awe, babe. That was so cute.
I just love it when black men showed theirú vulnerability.
- I just don't understand what's going on.
That plumber.
The plumber literally blew his head off in front of me.
I went to wipe the blood out my eyes and
he was gone.
I don't even understand the concept of life anymore.
- Baby, just stay strong.
Remember your purpose.
Derek.
I love you.
- I love you, too.
- Okay. Now let's take a pic.
- I don't feel like it.
- Come on. You never want to take pics with me?
- I just always look like shit.
- Lies, Derek. Take the picture.
[picture snap]
Okay. I'll send it to you.
- Okay?
- Okay. So post it.
I don't feel like it.
Plus I told you I'm taking a break from social media.
- Okay. So why don't you ever want to post me
on social media?
I mean, we're literally getting married in two months
and you have zero pics of me on your page.
Derek, You post a picture all the time
and get hundreds of comments and likes from God knows who
these thirsty bitches are.
And I'm sure they don't even know I exist.
- Now, I tell you this all the time.
Social media don't validate this relationship.
But you know what?
Fuck it.
Happy?
- Very.
[intense music]
- Derek, who is this girl?
- What girl?
- This girl commenting all under our pic.
And why is she calling you Wally?
- Wally? Let me see.
- Hold on.
- Wally, I miss you.
Does she know about the baby? Derek, who is this?
- Girl, give me the phone.
We gotta delete this picture.
- Why? Who is this bitch?
Y'all clearly got some going on
because she got you shook.
- Do you guys feel like waiting on Jasmine or?
- Nah, let's just keep playing.
- Okay, good. So, whose turn is it?
- Look, I don't know who this is,
but you remember rule number two?
Rule number two was, Don't use social media.
- Okay. So now you blaming it on the rules?
Wow.
Whatever. Fuck it. Fine. Delete the picture.
I'm going to bed.
- It's Hondo's turn.
- Nah, y'all go ahead. I don't know the rules to this game.
- Oh, come on. It's easy.
So basically when it's your turn,
you say never have I ever.
And then you say something that you've never did before.
And if you think somebody else in the group has did it
and they actually did it, they have to take a shot.
- They have to have actually done it though.
- Oh, okay. Okay. Okay.
I got one.
- Go for it.
- Okay. So you mad at me now?
Look, I told you, I don't know who this is.
It's obviously a fake page.
- You don't love me, Derek.
- Never have I ever
had a period?
- Oh my God.
[laughing]
That was a good one.
- Hey, shot.
- Really?
- Yeah.
- Okay. It's my turn.
Never have I ever...
- Here we go.
- Shut up.
Never have I ever...
- Come on.
- Never have I ever slept with one of my sister's boyfriend?
- I knew it was coming.
You gotta watch yourself.
She go for the throat.
- Go ahead and take your shot though.
You said nothing you didn't do.
- Wait, wait, wait.
So you mean to tell me you done slept
with one of your sisters boyfriends?
- No.
What I'm telling you is I've slept with at least one
of both my sisters previous boyfriends.
Oh, fuck you bitch. They left you.
- What?
- Whatever.
- Baby, you good with that?
- I mean, yeah.
We're family.
Plus me and my sisters are like one in the same.
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood.
Bone of my bone.
[giggling]
- I learn something new about you everyday.
- Whatever.
- I can't deal with this shit.
I have to go smoke me a cigarette.
[door slamming shut]
- All right. I'm going to call it a night, y'all.
- Okay. Good night.
- Good night, sissy.
- Yeah, me, too.
- Baby, why don't you stay?
I think it might be a good time for you and Sharice to talk.
- No, I think I'm good with that right now.
- Oh, Hondo. No, you should stay.
I would love to discuss some things with you.
Nothing too deep though.
- Nah. Maybe some other time.
- I said stay.
- Okay,
- Just relax, okay?
Sharice knows exactly what you need.
[clock ticking]
[door creaking]
[intense music]
- So, Hondo, what do you want to talk about?
- There ain't nothing I need to talk about.
- Wanda tells me that you're seeing things?
Visions that trouble you perhaps?
- Nah, I'm good.
- Dang. Why are you acting all shy?
[dog barking]
- Derek?
- I love you like a brother. Bruh.
You don't leave me no choice, bruh.
Hell, I'm fighting my own demons, too.
I'm not staying here.
- This place was an exclusive offer. None refundable.
- Go ahead, Derek. I dare you.
- And I double dog dare you.
- I hate I gotta do this shit.
You only live once.
- Woof.
[intense music and barking]
- Look, Hondo.
I know you don't appreciate the way Wanda talks to you.
And quite frankly, neither do I.
But I need you to know that I'm not like her.
You can talk to me.
You can open up to me.
You can confide in me.
You can be completely and utterly yourself with me.
[intense music]
Wanda's tough.
She has a problem with communicating what it is she likes
and doesn't like.
But trust me when I tell you this,
me and Wanda to share the same wants, needs and desires.
Whatever you do with me will transpire
to your relationship with her.
Let me ask you a question.
Do you love her?
- No.
- I knew it.
You should really let me set you free.
[unsettling music intensifies]
- Woof.
Woof.
- All right, y'all. That's enough talking.
Really, bitch. Again?
You're my whole sister.
- Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, bone of my bone.
- Bitch!
- Bitch, it's the whole spell for me.
- It's the dumb ass, horny ass nigga for me.
- You think it worked?
- Seriously? When have I ever failed y'all?
Kiss of the canine works every time.
- Every time.
- Just look at him.
- Get off of me!
- Hondo, really?
I introduce you to my sister for help
and this is what you do?
You make a fool of me?
- No, no, baby. It's not what it look like.
- Really, Hondo?
This is exactly what it looks like.
Don't you remember? You just made sweet love to me.
You just told me you wanted me to have your baby.
- What? Get the fuck off me!
- Woof.
Woof.
[door creaking]
Woof.
[intense music]
- What the fuck is going on?
[speaking foreign language]
[groaning]
- Wanda, baby!
Help me!
I can't move!
- Oh, I'm sorry, love.
But this was all part of the prophecy.
You know those dreams that you've been having?
Well, they aren't really dreams at all.
Their manifestations planted in your head by me, by others.
And these lovely ladies, they're not really my sisters,
They're daughters of the dark world,
trained for centuries to be masters of destruction, chaos
and [indistinct].
You were the only thing standing in our way
from creating a whole new world.
So, we're going to wipe out the entire earth
and start a whole new breed of mankind.
- Woof.
Woof.
- He broke four of the Gemini house rules before midnight.
Now he'll be the ultimate sacrifice.
- Indeed.
- The portal's open.
Tonight, the dark prince returns.
- No, Wanda!
- Woof.
Woof.
[groaning]
- You first, daughter.
You've suffered the most.
- My pleasure.
Kneel, boy.
[speaks foreign language]
- No!
[groaning]
[speaks foreign language]
[foreign language continues]
[chanting in foreign language]
[screaming and chanting]
- Woof!
Woof!
[chuckling]
- He has risen.
- Finish what you started, Frankie.
[intense music]
[screaming]
- Fear not.
[woman barking]
I'm not who you think I am.
The images you see in your head are untrue of me.
They are manifestations planted by the witches
to guide you away from my light.
- Where am I?
- You are on the top floor.
- What's happening to me?
- Our souls have purpose.
For the last 30 years,
your subconscious mind has been the battlefield
between good and evil.
Hondo, do you know who you are?
- You've done well.
Prophecy has been fulfilled.
Father will be pleased.
- What do we do now?
- Burn him.
- You are the everlasting son of death, the creator.
The reincarnation of the original man.
The one and only soul possible of restoring balance
between all three realms.
The gates of the underworld have been broken open.
You are mankind's only hope.
- Why me?
- You are the only one capable of defeating
your everlasting brother, dogface,
closing the portal of the underworld
and restoring the supernatural powers
of the original people.
For 400 plus years, they have been cursed.
It is up to you to break it.
- But how? None of this makes sense.
- Time is running out, Hondo.
This will be your one and only resurrection.
- I don't understand.
[dramatic music]
[man singing]
- Awaken, my son.
Now go!
[gasping]
[intense music]