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- Michael, you don't know how good it is to hear your voice.
- Celess, I, I heard about what happened to Tina
and I'm sorry.
I'm sorry that what happened to her
didn't happen to you too.
I mean, don't you think y'all deserve
to be burning in hell together?
Matter of fact, why don't you dig a hole
next to where she's buried and throw yourself in.
I'll cover it myself, and feel good about it too.
You know that shit you learned
about sticks and stones may break your bones,
but words will never hurt you?
That's a motherfucking lie.
Khalil couldn't kill me with a Smith and Wesson,
but Michael did with his words.
Well, I can't put it all on Michael, it started at home.
God made you a boy.
I always knew I was different.
Weirdo ass niggas.
- And my best friend Tina knew I was too.
- Be true to yourself, whoever don't like that fuck them
with both of our dicks.
- From then on it was me and her against the world,
and we were up to.
Tina got married to Derrek, and O came out.
I'm with it.
And accepted me for who I was.
Shit was good until it wasn't.
O got killed,
and I had to start over from scratch.
That's when I bumped into Michael,
an architect who wanted to build a life with me,
but that couldn't happen without a sturdy foundation.
I decided to tell him the truth about me.
The truth is I was born a boy
and I do have male body parts.
And was lucky, all he did was leave.
I was heartbroken, feeling hopeless,
until my bitch surprised me with a house in LA.
She wanted me to be close to her
and far from the drama in Atlanta,
but not before we spent one last New Year's there,
but be careful when you say one last anything,
'cause it really could be your last.
Tina.
My love, I'm not Tina.
I'm so sorry for your loss,
but like I told you before, your friend is gone.
Fuck you, don't tell me Tina's gone
when she's standing right there.
Where's my sis, where did she go?
My love, please calm down.
What are y'all trying to do to me?
Why am I strapped to this bed?
- Just calm down, I'm gonna get the doctor.
- Where's my sis?
Tina!
I'm right here sis.
Tina these people got me fucked up.
- Let these people do they job to save your life.
If you keep this up, you gonna end up dead, or worse, 302'd,
and who the hell gonna keep my name alive
if any of that shit happens.
Now I need you to live for me, can you do that?
Promise me you'll live for me, promise me.
I promise.
Make sure your fingers ain't crossed
tighter than your pussy hole.
Ms. Mitchell, you've had a seizure.
I need you to stay calm,
we really don't want you to have another one.
- I went into the hospital broken,
but I came out fixed and I mean, fixed fixed.
Turns out my nurse was trans too,
she's the one who convinced me
to get sexual reassignment surgery.
She said it took for her to fully transition
to be able to live a normal life.
She ended up marrying a good guy and even adopted kids.
The picture she painted in my mind
was all I needed to make the decision.
I bought you this.
So these are the dilators that the doctor told you about,
start small and work your way up daily for 10 minutes each.
So for a whole year straight,
I'm supposed to masturbate for 40 damn minutes?
- Girl, unless you got a man penetrating you on a regular,
that hole will not stay open by itself.
What's that like?
Ooh, well, for me not so regular lately
with me doing 14 hour shifts,
but having a constant partner,
and, you know, choosing to go stealth period,
it feels exactly what you want it to feel like, freedom.
You still feel good about your decision, right?
Because it's normal to go back and forth.
I just wish me and Tina
would've both gone stealth a long time ago,
then maybe she'd still be alive, you know?
- Well, I understand, but try not to think of the what-ifs
'cause it can drive you insane.
Besides you told me yourself before
that Tina was loved just the way she was.
True.
And to be honest,
I'm just glad I got a chance to experience real love,
even if it was for a short period of time sis,
I'd rather that than two lifetimes without it.
- So you should stop feeling sorry for her.
- You can hear her? - Who?
- Tina, she was just, you didn't, you didn't hear her?
- You, you didn't see her? - No.
- I thought that's why you said-
You know what, Celess,
you probably still heavily medicated,
why don't you get some rest?
I'll clean this up for you,
and you know, I can always let myself out, okay?
So get some rest.
So keep this and I'll clean this up for you, okay?
You gotta sell this house, sis.
Tina, what is happening?
Am I losing my mind? Am I dreaming?
I'm dead, ain't I?
You ain't dead, drama queen.
If I'm dead sis, just say that.
- You're depressed, and it's because of this house.
Every time you look at the front door, you start crying.
You can't stay anymore, Celess, it's not healthy for you.
Now put this house on the market,
along with that new body of yours,
and get back outside bitch, it's still hunting season.
Your total will be $36,421 and 19 cents.
Okay.
- You can keep it. - Thank you.
- Are you a model? - No.
- An actress? - No, why?
- Because you're the first girl I've seen come in here
who looks like me
and run up digits like these
without a nigga's permission or supervision,
and to be straight up with you,
I'm trying to be down.
So if you don't mind me asking, what do you do?
- You want the truth? - Even if it hurts.
- Truth was I wasn't doing shit at the moment
but living off the money I got from selling my house,
but the hunger in this girl's eyes
reminded me of what I needed to be doing.
I run G on niggas.
Hungry, nah.
- You need a partner? - This bitch was starving.
I had an idea.
How about this, when you quit your day job, DM me.
- I'm sorry baby, I'm gonna have someone else ring you up,
I don't work here anymore.
- Well, wait a minute, can I get the DM too?
Hey check your DM.
Persistent, you cute and crazy as fuck.
Hell, you do fit the job description. Come on.
My first day out in over a year,
and instantly I meet my motherfucking match.
- I'm Si Si by the way. - Celess.
Yeah, I saw that on your IG.
Are you Spanish or do you just speak it?
- Nobody's Spanish mami, Spanish is just the language.
I'm Dominican and there's some Asian in me too,
I just don't really know the specifics.
My dad was killed when I was young,
so I never got to know him or his side of the family.
Originally I'm from Miami,
but like half the people in this town,
I moved out here to pursue fame and fortune.
- It was just- - I'm not gonna lie.
My first thought was to pimp Si Si,
but after hearing her story, I wanted more for the girl.
I'm sorry to hear that.
It's okay, my mom been through hell
so she couldn't wait to get to heaven.
Anyways, I started working little jobs to pay the rent,
and when I tell you I was this close
to starting an OnlyFans.
Well look at that, it's demon time.
Si Si was a fast learner.
If I ain't know any better,
I would think she been doing this shit.
Her game was top tier too.
She had a way with niggas, she spoke their language.
Fucking literally. Hook line and sinker.
Planting ourselves at the right happy hours
led to invitations to the right car reveals.
- It looks like I'm finally getting on Oscar nod.
I saw that congratulations.
- Hey man, congrats on that new round of funding.
- Ah, thanks man, we're gonna fucking kill that IPO.
My Guy, what's up.
- What's happening? - When's the new album coming?
- Real soon, but you know I'm dropping it as an NFT, right?
Oh, smart move.
Now you keep thinking like that,
you'll actually be able to afford
one of these bitches one day.
And those car reveals
led to the right art auctions.
- And a million two on the phone now,
a million two,
coming in a million three at the back of the room,
at a million three.
- It was as simple as leading a horse to water.
- But Si Si wasn't the type to dream.
Nah, she gonna bottle that shit up and sell it.
Sold.
After four months of us
being in all the right places,
Si Si and I racked up quite a few rich and famous friends,
and one of them just happened to be acting fucking royalty.
- Next thing I know I'm on major blogs.
Si Si was given a modeling contract,
and I was booking goddamn TV show appearances.
Celess Mitchell.
Oh, turn this up, I love her.
- See you, beautiful as always, please have a seat.
Definitely.
- So tell me how does it feel to be the new it girl?
Honestly, I'm just happy to be here.
- Yeah, I love her too. - So excited.
No, but seriously, thank you Celess.
I dreamt of shit like this my whole life,
got abused, used, and played, trying to chase this shit,
and all it took was a real ass bitch
to come walking in my store that day eight months ago.
I owe you my life Celess that's real talk.
Ya zaddy calling.
Si Si was doing what she loved,
and I was doing who I loved.
Hello.
But our biggest flex was presenting at a major award show.
My publicist and our team
pulled some crazy strings to make that happen.
- Okay we need to put a motherfucking pep in our step.
Listen, y'all have carpet at three o'clock sharp.
Not 3:01, not 3:02, and Gerald where's Si Si?
I don't know, let me call her.
- Okay you're all set, you can go get your dress-
Where you at, Vicky's about to lose it.
Oh perfect, thank you.
She's walking up right now.
- Right now? Right now's too motherfucking late.
Hola, hola!
Dios mio mami, I love this dress.
- And I love my job, I need you in glam right now,
before I fucking lose it.
- And your job love you too, Vicky, it ain't going nowhere.
- Listen. - Gerald?
This is your moment bitch,
you kiss the right ass tonight,
you'll never have to suck dick again.
I got my lips puckered bitch.
- Si Si, Celess, you ladies look absolutely stunning.
Celess we know who you're wearing,
but Si Si tell us who are you wearing tonight?
- I'm wearing for- - Look at this shit.
- Oh my God, I love it. You look beautiful.
- This nigga done took his act to Lalaland.
Um, excuse me.
How the hell do you say get a room
in whatever language it is y'all speaking?
- Hey, y'all mind if I steal her for a second?
- Please do, she's cock blocking like shit right now.
Yo congratulations too, man.
Let's play a game.
What kind of game?
Truth or dare.
Okay.
Why you seem so scared all of a sudden?
You got some truths you don't want to reveal?
- Maybe there's just some dares that I wouldn't dare do.
We'll see about that.
All right, I'm gonna go first.
- Cool? - Cool.
Is it true that you were born
on the same day as Donald Trump Jr.?
- Honestly, I don't know what day that nigga was born.
- Come on, on New Year's Eve just like you,
but that was just a test, see if you would be honest.
I hate this fucking game.
It looks like our enemies are friends.
Find me location and I'll make sure
you have a five star stay here.
- Is it true that your favorite color is blue?
- Well, turquoise, but that's close enough.
- Turquoise, turquoise is blue with a fucking filter man.
- Turquoise. - Okay.
All right, all right, all right my turn.
Is it true that your middle name is Carter
because your mom wanted to name you after Jay-Z?
Hell no, my name ain't no damn Carter
and my mom's ain't no groupie, all right?
So what is your middle name?
- That, that's information I only disclose at the altar
or on my death bed.
Oh, and speaking of altar, this one's a dare.
Celess, I dare you to say yes.
I want you to be my leading lady in real life.
I love Shaun, yeah,
but I wasn't sure I was ready to marry him,
but for the sake of being done with this damn game...
- Everybody, it's happening. Get into your position.
- She said, yes y'all.
You better work bitch.
All right I have one more dare.
What?
I dare you to marry me tonight.
Do it, do it, do it, do it.
- This was happening way too fast,
everything was a blur, but then it became clear.
This is what my sis always wanted for me,
so I had to say yes.
Something new.
- Something old, and as in old I do mean vintage bitch.
And then we have something borrowed.
- Wow. - Oh my God, babe.
I know this isn't the necklace
your mom wore when she won her Oscar.
- Yeah, I seen how mesmerized you were looking
at it in the pictures,
I just, I knew it had to be yours.
- Aww. - Something blue, y'all.
- Shaun Archibald Simon. - Archibald?
We at the alter, ain't we?
- Do you take Celess Mitchell to be your wedded wife?
I definitely do.
- Celess, do you take Shaun to be your wedded husband?
Yes I do.
- I now pronounce you husband and wife,
you may kiss your bride.
Luckily this wouldn't be
our first time having sex
because the first time was horrible.
He almost clocked me bitch.
I hadn't dilated for like a week beforehand
and I was paying for it.
It felt like my fucking hole was closing up.
The pain was unbearable.
- Celess what's wrong? - I had to think fast.
Shit, what would Tina say?
- Sis, that's easy, tell him you're a-
Virgin?
You mean to tell me I took Celess,
who's on every man's wishlist virginity?
Shit, I'm fucking luckier than I thought.
The second time was no better,
even though I came prepared.
Not only did I dilate every day leading up to it,
but I also lubricated.
What I wasn't prepared for
was the depth of my new damn vagina.
It couldn't accommodate Shaun.
Something ain't right Celess.
Fuck. Tina, I need you bitch.
What now sis?
You do realize that Google's your best friend, right?
- Tell him- - I had surgery down there
when I was a teenager and it made things a bit complicated.
I'm sorry baby.
Come here.
- The third time though, that was the charm.
Wake up.
Oh my God, babe,
I can't believe I still have this necklace on.
Yeah well I was trying to take it off
while you were asleep,
but you wouldn't part ways with it.
Babe, why are you fully dressed?
Where are you going?
- 'Bout to go get some breakfast, I'm starving.
You don't have to do all that,
I'll cook us something.
No wonder you married me so quick,
one more night as a bachelor,
you probably would've starved to death.
- A nigga ain't buy the Titanic diamond for nothing.
My life depended on it, be right back.
Hello?
Do your Hollywood friends
know you hiding a dick up under that dress?
Who the hell is this?
- Nah, see the better question is what fuck the do I want?
I want 20 grand, I'm gonna send you some green dot numbers.
You got seven days.
I mean seven days for 20 grand to hit the account,
or you're gonna be in a blog for a whole 'nother reason.
- Really Khalil, you killed the only person
I had in this entire world,
and now you're trying to extort me for money.
You better be lucky I let you fucking live bitch.
Oh, you let me live.
See, I would say you grew a pair of balls,
but we both know you had 'em the whole time.
Now check it out, there's a nigga in here
way more out of his mind than me,
and to be honest, the nigga wants you ghosted,
but I thought about it.
And now that you got this newfound fame,
I figure you're worth way more alive and living it up.
So like I said, you got seven days
and that's me letting you live, you fucking punk.
It's the audacity for me.
Nigga, you killed my sis in my house,
then pulled the trigger on me,
and you got the nerve to call my phone and try to tax me,
talking about some nigga want me ghosted, the fuck?
What nigga could that be?
But your lying trying to scare me into cutting a check.
But would he really do some hoe shit and go to the blogs?
Shit, he ain't got nothing to lose,
fuck around and come up off that little 15 minutes.
Meanwhile all the relationships I built out here,
what they just come crashing down?
What about Si Si?
Shit she might be blackballed just for fucking with me.
All her dreams down the fucking shit hole,
and Shaun, Shaun would never look at me the same again.
Fuck, the industry won't look at him the same.
He could lose his career because of me.
What now God, huh? What do you want from me now?
I thought I paid the fucking price.
What more do you fucking want from me?
Now you going too far.
You want that man to come home
and see you dead in his place.
Celess, now you know that man loves you.
Don't scar him like that,
especially not over goddamn Khalil.
Baby.
Baby, baby?
- H-hello?
Si Si.
You spoke to Celess today?
No, why? What's wrong?
- Hello 9-1-1 what's your emergency please?
Hi I came home and my girl, my,
I'm sorry, my wife is missing.
It looks like somebody might have broken in.
How old is your wife, sir?
She's 24.
- Did you two have any disagreements lately?
No, no, no, no.
The crazy thing is we just got married last night.
I had a big party here, everybody seen me give her a ring.
- There was mad people here. - Okay.
- Plus there's a very rare and expensive chain
that's broken all over my place.
Was there forced to entry?
- Look, just get somebody here quick please.
All right, we have an officer
en route to you, sir.
What's your first and last name?
Si Si, what the hell are you doing here?
- You tell me Celess because I was just fine,
laid up under an Emmy winner,
about to get more in touch with my Asian side,
when Shaun called me asking in a panic, might I add,
have I spoken to you today?
- Si Si, I fucked up. - How, what did you do?
- Keep it together, sis, tell her you got cold feet.
- That lie could work, but for how long?
- Celess, baby, Celess are you in there?
Bitch, he thinks you were kidnapped.
Celess, you gotta tell him, he'll understand.
Trust it's better than letting him think you were kidnapped,
he's probably going through it right now.
I know, but I broke his mom's necklace,
I don't wanna break his heart too.
I just need a few days to figure it out.
- Well, can we go to a hotel for those few days?
So we not just sitting around in silence, a bitch is hungry.
- What hotel we gonna walk into without getting recognized?
I got somewhere we can go.
- And the guy who's letting us stay here again,
how do you know him?
I told you before the boutique,
I dog sat for some important people.
Well how important do you have to be to have a,
what the hell is this?
- An underground bunker, all the rich people have 'em.
And serial killers.
Gotta stop doing that shit, sis.
You good Celess?
What they got to eat?
Celess, mami, these blogs tried it.
What the fuck,
What?
No, no.
Celess, you good?
This is not the time to be throwing up,
this is the time to be throwing down.
So you need to come out here so we can clap the fuck back.
Vicki's calling me, you know she got wind.
You want me to answer it?
Shit Shaun's calling me.
Celess.
That goddamn Khalil,
you need to get your publicist on the phone right now
and have them shut that story down immediately.
Sis, what I'm gonna do?
What do you mean what are you gonna do?
You about to come out the bathroom and address this shit.
Listen, do you trust her?
Well, let's put her ass to the test.
Tell her the truth, if shit goes south,
bury that bitch in these woods,
and if she stands tall, y'all call the publicist together.
Are you fucking kidding me?
Oh shit, it's Shaun.
- Oh my God Vicki, what you gonna tell him?
I'll figure out something.
Just drop your pin,
and don't do or say shit 'til I get there.
- Hello? - Vicky.
Is there any truth to this shit?
And where the fuck is Celess at with my ring?
So what are you gonna do about Shaun?
And don't don't tell me you don't know
because it's your job to know.
- Shaun, you don't sound too good, you straight bro?
Speaking of straight Vicki,
do me a solid and give it to me just like that,
don't sprinkle your sugar on this shit,
put your, put your spin on it,
just tell me the real.
The real about what Shaun?
- The shit in the blogs about Celess come on, Vicki.
Don't act like you don't know,
'cause like I said, it's your job to know.
I don't know.
I don't know what I'm gonna do, period.
I didn't think this far ahead.
I honestly thought after surgery
shit like this would be behind me.
Can, Can I see?
I'm sorry too soon?
No bitch, too nosy.
How would you feel if somebody randomly asked
- to see your pussy? - Depend on who.
Listen, I'm sorry I'm just trying to lighten the mood.
- You want another drink? - Please?
- Shaun, you know you can't be believing shit in the blogs
and I will tell you this Celess has not been kidnapped
and I'm actually about to leave my office
to meet up with her right now,
and you'll be the first person that I call.
So it must be true then, huh?
I didn't fucking say that,
you gotta be Picasso to be drawing up
those type of conclusions.
You also didn't say no, Shaun,
this shit is absolutely not fucking true.
Besides being lied to in this business for so long,
I've, come to know 'em when I fucking hear 'em.
My wife is a transsexual, my wife is a fucking transsexual?
What does that make me, Vicki?
Shaun, are you by yourself?
Shaun?
Shaun!
Listen, just know I'm not tripping,
regardless of whatever gender you were born as,
or hell what your mama named you,
you are Celess to me, my friend, shit bitch my savior.
It must be Vicki.
Actor Shaun Simon was found
fatally shot in his Malibu home less than 72 hours
after marrying rising star Celess Mitchell,
police don't suspect foul play,
but an investigation is underway.
The Simon family is asking for privacy
during this time to mourn the loss of their loved one.
We are certainly keeping them in our thoughts,
and when we come back, Kanye West is making headlines again.
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Oh, so you ain't kidnapped after all.
- Fuck you coward, I hope you drop the fucking soap.
- Damn. - Listen here motherfucker,
a man just took his life on account of what you did,
and I had to hear the shit.
Khalil, you said I had seven days.
You said I had seven fucking days.
First off put leashes on your bitches.
You and your bitch coming in hot today.
Hey, what's her name again?
Spicy? No, no Si Si.
Aye, aye, is she a nigga too?
And you had seven days
until you pulled this whole little kidnapping stunt.
What?
- What you thought that was gonna keep me from getting paid?
So wait, you thought,
you know what Khalil,
it don't even matter.
I'm guessing you got your money from the blog,
so what calling me for?
- Nah, see, I didn't give up enough information
for them to prove anything.
So for now ain't no payday,
but consider this shit a fucking warning.
This is fucked up.
Beyond fucked up.
Celess, baby, why you ain't just tell me this from the jump.
You know, I wouldn't have judged you?
Plus I would've got you
way more opportunities, way more press,
and we wouldn't even be in this chaos right now.
I know if I could rewind back time,
I would for Shaun's sake, at least.
- I say give the bastard the measly 20 grand
and be done with his miserable ass,
that way Celess can focus on healing,
and we can get back to climbing before we lose the momentum.
- Before we start even talking about going to the safe,
Celess, do you think that he would really go to the blogs?
Wouldn't that be like basically exposing himself, right?
He could be bluffing.
Khalil shot me in my motherfucking head.
You know, he ain't one to bluff.
But I wouldn't even guess at it,
let the money do the talking and shut that nigga up.
You can't pay that nigga either.
Extortion is about residual income,
you give him that measly 20 grand,
and next month he gonna want a whole hundo, then half a mil.
He's gonna be like the motherfucking IRS,
the more you make, the more he's gonna fucking take.
All right y'all look,
this is the man that killed my best friend
and then turned the gun on me.
He ain't bluffing,
but if I pay him,
it'll be like feeding a stray dog.
He just gonna keep coming back for more.
So what you gonna do Celess?
That nigga gotta die period,
and that's on my motherfucking soul.
My job is crisis management,
so if there's a crisis then I'm gonna manage it.
And listen I'm if doing
what you gotta do was a fucking person.
It is what it is.
Let's give this nigga his flowers,
get my Philly bitch on the line.
- Yeah, but typically we charged like 40 bands,
but Tina was like family,
right before our peoples got killed.
So we gonna do this one for 50%, I got you.
Give me a few days.
- She said give her a few days and it'll get handled,
and get this she want the same shit this nigga asking for.
You need to book a flight to Philly.
That does not sound too smart,
it's gonna sound like you running.
- She gotta make the payment in person in cash.
- That wouldn't be too good for optics, I'm telling you,
can't she either send it like Zelle
- or fucking Cash App? - Those are traceable.
The only untraceable way to send money digitally
is through crypto.
Did you ever buy that Ethereum, like I told you?
I can't keep up with that shit.
- It don't matter, either way you need to go see this girl.
She's about to have information on you
that could put you in jail for a long time,
and shit us too for that matter.
- This bitch got some skeletons in her casket.
- It's closet, sis. - What'd you say?
- She said positive sis, meaning I'm right.
Well at least fly private,
we need to keep a low, low profile.
She can't fly with more than 10 grand
on a commercial flight anyways
without it raising red flags.
Damn, the cheapest charter is 30,000.
- 30,000, between that and the 20 I gotta give old girl
that's half of my fucking stash.
And don't forget about my overtime.
Damn Vicki.
- I love you to death, but these ain't no regular fires.
Shit, hell ain't got nothing on the fires
that I'm about to put out.
I get it, not even favors are free.
Look, I can contribute.
- I'm so sick and tired of this petty ass conversation
over this small money.
Celess think who do you know
spends this kind of money on fucking lunch
and want Khalil ass in the ground just as much as we do.
- Now you're sure this is not gonna come back on me.
I can afford anything,
but I can't afford being linked to this.
Derrek, I'll take the charge myself
before I let your name get caught up in this, trust me.
I take your word for it.
So you must be Celess.
And you must be fucking crazy.
Celess,
this is Sasha.
Celess, what you mad about?
Girl it's okay if he move on.
But with fish though?
Who is she talking to?
- Now you know, we have way bigger fish to fry don't we?
- I'm sorry, sweetheart, she's been through a lot.
- Tina was right, instead of catching feelings,
I needed to be catching a flight.
You want something to drink?
We got Pepsi, Kool-Aid, little Tito's.
You got water?
You look a little different in person,
I mean, in a good way,
you know bitches be looking good as shit on TV
and be ugly as shit in person, know what I mean?
Well, how was your flight?
How was your private flight here, man?
Is it more bumpier on the private or the regular jawns?
- You can feel the turbulence more, but it was cool.
So how did you meet Tina?
I mean, was she Troy
or Tina when y'all met?
- She was Tina, we were in the ninth grade,
she helped me transition.
Oh, that's what's up.
So you ready to take this nut ass nigga off the board?
I'll be cashing in on this tonight.
Boy, fuck you.
Yo T it's lit baby, let's get it.
I got you.
- Hey, listen, let's hope this your last trip
that you make out here, man,
'cause you coming in here looking like Rihanna,
you gotta turn that drip down, baby.
This is Philly, this is not Hollywood.
Niggas will rob for your designer shoes
to that lace front on your head, you dig?
Okay good, so his people don't want it
to look like a suicide
just as much as we don't want it to look like a suicide.
So the story is he was simply cleaning off his gun
and it went off.
And as far as the marriage goes,
they never got around to even filing the paperwork,
so we're all good there.
Is Celess to show up at the funeral?
- Absolutely, and Gerald I'm gonna need for you
to make her look so good that nobody
could ever fathom that she was a goddamn boy.
Can you do that?
Is a pig's pussy pork?
If I can't, there ain't a bitch that can.
- Alright gang let's do some damage control.
Our father who art in heaven,
hallow be thy name.
You know what time it is, right?
Thy kingdom come.
You sure those cameras off up there?
Thy will be done.
Yeah, I turned 'em off myself.
Now quit questioning me like it's your first rodeo.
On Earth as it is in heaven,
give us this day, our daily bread,
and forgive us, our trespasses,
as we forgive those who trespass against us,
and lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil
for thine is the kingdom.
- This is for Tina, bitch. - The power
and the glory,
forever and ever amen.
A lot of people are saying
that she's giving trans women a bad name
making it seem like they all trick men,
and Celess's behavior, well, it sets them back.
Like I'm not terrified that something
like this will happen to me.
This is how trans people die, this is how trans people die.
Si Si, what the hell is going on?
That's what we trying to find out.
I got Vicki on the other line, hold on.
- Celess baby, your name is all over every outlet,
big and small, like how did this happen?
I thought your folks was taking care of everything.
- If I'm reading the headlines right, they did.
Just a little too late, I guess.
Yeah my phone's been ringing nonstop.
I mean the LGBTYXY community is up in fucking arms.
I don't know why, if there's anybody
that should understand what Celess goes through
and hell been through it should be them.
Like, I don't have nothing against the community,
but they gonna leave my friend alone.
No, we don't want no smoke with them,
and they have the right to feel how they feel.
I mean, this does impact how the world sees and treats them.
- You see that's why I didn't want this to get out.
I don't want my story to be
the representation of all trans stories.
And that's gonna be our angle, okay?
Listen, I'm gonna get with the team.
I'm gonna have to re-strategize.
In the meantime I'm gonna change your flight to Monday.
It's no way that you could come back to LA.
To be honest, the press is gonna be
on every airline strip everywhere
from fucking here to San Diego,
and honestly we not ready for that line of questions yet.
- Well, where is she gonna go over the weekend,
because as soon as the hotel staff realize
that the girl all over the news
is the same bitch staying in the presidential suite,
the local stations are gonna get a phone call.
Y'all hold on, this is my other line,
and it's is a Philly number.
- Hello? - Char- I mean,
Celess?
Mom?
Yeah.
- I kept my number the same all these years
hoping my mom would reach out,
but I didn't want it to be
after she saw me dragged all through the press though.
Honey, I need to lay eyes on you,
people want you dead like they did your friend,
all of this I had to find it out on the news.
I didn't even know Tina got killed,
I didn't even know that you almost got killed.
Lord what kind of mother doesn't even know
that about her own child?
Please find your way back to me.
You need to be somewhere that's safe, you hear me?
I'm gonna send you the address.
Okay.
Y'all that was my mom on the other line.
She wants me to come home,
so I might as well stay with her before my flight.
- See how God works. - Bet, now let me get to work.
- My baby, my baby? - Mom, mom?
I'm so glad you're back.
- Celess Mitchell, you need to come with us.
For the life of me,
I couldn't figure out why I was surprised.
Everybody knows a zebra never changes it's fucking stripes.
He killed one of mine
and then he bragged about it to a motherfucking blog?
Shit, he deserves worse,
and I pray to Satan that he gets it.
- Wow your guardian angels work at God speed.
It looks like the person
that killed Khalil Allen has confessed,
so we no longer need you for questioning Ms. Mitchell.
You're free.
- Those words played in my mind on repeat,
and all I ever wanted.
- Three, two, one. - Hello, everyone.
Was for them to be true.
First, I would like to start this off by saying, sorry,
sorry to the LGBTQ community, my community,
I failed you,
and it's because society has failed me,
has failed us for too long,
we've been forced to hide our true selves
from people who are not like us
in fear that they would disown us,
displace us, dishonor us, or completely destroy us.
Now I'm not here pointing fingers
without acknowledging the one that's pointed back at me.
I perpetuated a stereotype out of desperation,
but continued out of selfishness,
and when that led to the murder of my best friend
I knew I had to change,
but I didn't realize that the change
wasn't just on the outside.
If I wanted bad things to stop reoccurring in my life,
the change had to start from the inside
and that change starts now.
It starts with me accepting the trans woman that I am,
and I expect, no I demand,
I demand that you all accept us for who we are.
All lesbians, all bisexuals,
all gays, all nonconforming people,
accept us all for who the fuck we are,
and accept us for who we love, respectfully.
- Respectfully! I know that's right, yup.
Thank you.
Sis, you did that.
For a minute, I was nervous,
especially when you went off script,
but it was powerful though,
and you turned that acceptance thing back on them.
Bitch I shed two tears, not one but two.
Vicki, how you think it went, Vicki?
Oh, I'm sorry y'all,
I was getting a ton of interview requests.
- Well, Si Si that should tell you exactly how it went.
- Get down!
- Oh! - Gerald, call 9-1-1!
Celess, Si Si,
y'all get out of here before the press come.
But what about Vicki?
- We will get her to the hospital, y'all go.
He's right y'all,
Vicki wouldn't want this to overshadow the press conference.
- Go home. - Si Si, let's go, let's go.
Fuck, that motherfucking Khalil,
I bet you it was a revenge plot.
Just like he gave me up to the blogs,
he arranged this shit.
That wasn't Khalil's work.
- Naw, sis somebody in that damn prison told him something.
- Celess listen to me. - They had to!
- That right there had nothing to do with Khalil.
Celess I gotta tell you something.
Here come them damn skeletons.
A few years ago.
Why you asking me about your father?
He's not here, I am.
I'm the one that afforded all these luxuries.
I'm the one that paid for your language lessons.
I'm the one that allowed you to travel the world.
All for your own benefit,
so you could get top dollar for me.
It's why you took me in the first place, isn't it?
So you could raise me to be your biggest earner,
like a goddamn race horse.
- Speaking about high horses, you ain't on yours now.
You killed my father, didn't you?
You killed my father and took me from my mother, didn't you?
- And if I did the fuck you gonna do about it?
So what did you do about it?
- Listen, I'm gonna need another set of documents
for my mom, for when I find her, and 250 grand.
Documents won't be a problem,
but a quarter million dollars,
that's a lot to drain from the agency.
Do you understand?
We're gonna have to start our lives over from scratch,
I'm really not asking for enough,
I should be asking for double.
Okay, I'll get you the 250.
Now this man has trafficked thousands of young girls
for almost two decades.
Let's just get this monster off the streets.
- Okay, so your guys might wanna be careful
because he usually has guys outside
that patrol the whole situation.
- Nyla, how is she? - She's gone.
They killed her.
Celess you need to listen to me.
Chatman is dangerous and powerful,
and as soon as he finds out I survived,
he's coming after me.
That sounds like a personal problem
that ain't got shit to do with you.
Drop her off and take your ass home.
Shit Si Si, what you gonna do?
Google what time it is in Rome?
- Rome as in Italy? - Yes.
You know that bunker we stayed in?
That didn't belong to a guy I dog sat for,
it belongs to a friend of mine who stays in Rome,
and he's the only one I know
that can match Chatman's energy,
and at this point I gotta fight power with power.
Shit Si Si, what are you into?
And it's like 6:00 AM over there.
Shit I hope he's up.
- Ciao. - Andrew, Ciao.
It's me, Si Si.
I hate to call you like this,
but I need a favor much bigger than the last one.
Ah Si Si my dear, what is it?
- I need to get out of the country, Chatman found me.
That's impossible, he got 42 years.
He's going to die in prison.
That's what I thought,
but he just shot and killed a friend of mine,
and I know people like to think bullets have no names,
but that one definitely had my name on it.
I need to get outta here, quick.
- Shit, are you still in LA? - Yes.
- Okay, listen I'm gonna call up my pilot out there.
Okay, you go get some somewhere safe,
if you need to go back to the bunker, do it.
I'll call you back.
Okay thank you, Andrew.
I guess you're going to Rome.
- And honestly, Celess, you should come with me.
Let things die down some,
let the cops catch up to Chatman,
because I know he didn't get no get outta jail free card,
knowing him he done fucking escaped,
and then once he's back in custody, we come back.
- Again we don't have details on who has been shot
or if it was fatal yet,
but there has been a shooting in downtown Los Angeles
involving Celess Mitchell and her team.
This immediately following
her groundbreaking press conference.
- Hello? - Celess.
Where are you, and, and are you okay?
I just saw you on the news.
I'm not okay, Derrek, no, but I'm alive.
- Did this have anything to do with-
- I'll talk to you about it in person, can I come by?
Sure, of course.
Hey, it's your mother.
I understand why you wouldn't answer my call,
but I just wanna make sure that you're okay.
Please, please be okay Celess,
please.
Oh my God.
Please be okay.
You go ahead sis, I'm gonna stay here.
I think I'll be okay,
and plus I need to be here for Gerald and Nyla.
Exactly.
Look, if you change your mind
in the next couple hours meet me at Van Nuys.
I'm texting you the tail number,
it takes off at 11 okay?
And be safe
and give Gerald and Nyla
a tight hug for me, okay?
And let them know I'm so sorry.
- So I didn't know if I should go with her or-
Right.
Oh,
Celess it's not what you think.
Michael reached out to me after everything blew up
and he wanted to come out to LA to make things right by you.
He came out here to give you his support.
Celess don't worry,
I got everything off my chest the last time we spoke,
and I've been regretting it ever since.
Remember when you told me that the person I loved
was still right here.
Well, is that still the case?
- How I had any tears left was a mystery to me,
but trust, these were happy tears.
Someone's at the door, you two connect,
make yourselves at home.
I'll be right back.
Walk up.
James, what, what are you doing here?
Go sit over there with your friends.
What did I say Celess?
What did I say was gonna happen to you
if I ever saw your ass again.
James, you said, if you ever saw me out,
if I ever looked in your direction,
you didn't see me out,
you came to me, you came to where I-
- Well what the fuck you thought was gonna happen
when you put a hit out on my brother, huh?
You thought I wasn't gonna come see you about this?
James I swear to God.
I had nothing to do with Khalil being killed.
So it was all just a coincidence, huh?
The day before my brother's throat gets slashed,
he calls me saying that anything happen to him
to forward these goddamn emails.
Emails ain't doing nothing but exposing your ass, Celess.
- So you're the one who outed me to the blogs?
Me out you?
Nah, outing you would be like outing myself.
Obviously I ain't the only one
that received that phone call.
James Allen, right?
Look, you play for the Lakers.
You don't have to do this, man.
Shut the fuck up.
- Oh, you gonna have to kill them all now baby bro.
- Celess, Derrek keeps a gun in the cushion of the couch.
Every last one of them.
- Sis, what time does that plane leave to Rome?
Thank you.
Si Si, I fucked up,
I fucked up.
- You get the head, I'll get the legs, okay?
- Okay, gotcha. - Ready?
Listen
I understand
if you don't want me to go with you anymore,
I mean, I'm sure what you're doing,
helping me flee or whatever is against the law.
- Celess stop I meant it when I said I owe you my life.
So no matter what happens, we are in this shit together.
I got you, you hear me?
Now try your best to get some rest.
That's my cue,
you don't need me anymore sis,
you got everything you need in that one right there.
This whole time I'm thinking
you gonna find unconditional love,
and I'm thinking it's gonna be from a nigga,
but who's to say it can't be from a bitch,
long as she's solid.
Now I might not be going with you to Rome,
but you gonna see me again.
- I love you, sis. - I love you too, sis.
- Always.