Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We were like fucking hurricanes.

"Oh, my God. You're gorgeous. You have to join us."

-So classy. -You like it?

I couldn't get in contact with her.

No. They won't even know what happened until they check their bank account.

But they have their limits.

Oh, we're about to get this party cranked up a notch.

-[Ramona inhales deeply] -[Destiny cries]

I'll tell you everything.

What are you gonna do? Go back to minimum wage?

[woman] So, getting back to the drugging.

So, I was busy doing that.

That's it, Gary.

New York, we got a lot of beautiful girls.

♪ Some of us blush Somehow knees Turning to jelly ♪

♪ And I'm in love With being queen ♪

Listen, I really didn't mean to bother you.

-[Ramona] Open your eyes. -We love you, Gary.

I mean, I guess that's why my handwriting's so good, right?

Like a motherfucking sloth.

But I just know she's gonna throw me out any day now.

[Mercedes] She took off.

Look, baby, we gotta start thinking like these Wall Street guys.

[Destiny] The DJ put Usher's music on.

You don't think they're gonna rat you out?

Go to whatever school she wants, or not.

Peter. Peter, these are my sisters.

You're gonna help her learn how to do a real dance.

I'm so proud of you.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Trying to make some extra tips.

♪ You can call me queen bee ♪

-[grumbles] Two-four-three-seven. -Six o' clock or seven?

Tomorrow we'll be at our desks at 9 a.m.,

Well, I mean, if you talked to her, what do you need to talk to me for?

[Elizabeth] You should give her a call, Destiny.

[elevator bell dings]

No. Turn around. You know what they want.

[Mercedes] It is.

Do I look expensive?

[Destiny] My God! The penthouse, bitch.

She has half days for the rest of the year.

These motherfuckers think that it's so fun to date a stripper

because then I would have it.

You don't have to believe me.

♪ It's your voodoo working ♪

-[Ramona] Hi, sweetie! -[Mercedes] Hi!

Hardworking people lost everything.

You wanna look at their shoes, their watches, briefcases...

-♪ And, baby, I'll rule ♪ -♪ I'll rule, I'll rule I'll rule ♪

You drain the clock and not the motherfucking cock,

How have we not met sooner?

And then play them at their level.

You ever think about when they come into the club?

[Mercedes] I got him. I got him. [grunts]

I don't give a shit!

That's what's paying for their blow jobs.

This is gonna be spicy?

-Drain the clock, not the cock. -[Ramona] That's it.

How am I gonna make money?

I left it inside.

which left us with unpredictable strangers.

[Destiny] That's funny.

So, we put an ad in Craigslist.

I'll give you $100.

-[girl] I wish it was natural. -I might dye my hair.

-[Doug] Thank you. -You're welcome.

I don't know. I don't know.

Yeah. Something like that.

[Destiny] Sweetie, we're almost there.

I'll take care of you.

Yeah, I like that.

The worst are the guys who go to the bathroom and put on a condom,

[Annabelle] Are you serious?

Anyway, so he picks me up in this white Porsche.

I'll see you later, okay?

We need a bigger crew. I'm gonna call Coco.

"And went back three more times"?

[Mercedes] What are we cheersing today?

That's stolen money.

I thought that, you know, sometimes moms need a break.

Did you know that they do that?

Always look for a wedding ring.

[Destiny] And for one last moment... everything was so glamorous and cool.

I don't really remember a Doug ####.

Catches in the light-- I mean--

We're gonna take him inside.

Come on, she's gonna help you.

Put your head back.

-You know how to do that. -How do I--

[hair dryer blowing]

There were nights and weekends when we brought 100 grand into the club,

How crazy is this?

[phone continues ringing]

[club music intensifies]

I have to go look in the mirror.

I think she just wanted me to understand that, for you,

So, thank God, finally, this plane lands.

[Ramona] It kinda is a cult. A little bit.

-[Ramona] No problem. -[Spencer] No problem.

To life. Cheers. Whoo!

-Slow. -And you look at them.

But I can't fucking afford it now.

And you've gotta meet Liz.

So, your last job was in 2008?

And I have to get to the front seat to try to stop it, and I go there,

-Don't ever fucking call me again. -[Ramona] Baby.

And you just go slow. Right there.

-[cork pops] -[all cheering]

Please, I have nothing. I can't--

What do I need it for? Come on.