– Well, on a lighter note I heard that Feby was a crack-head. – Pfffffffffft! – I heard that too. – Child! Where’s the check?! – Malaysia! I understand trying to deflect the conversation away from Byron, but messing with me? Oh hell no. – No, actually not a crack-head, a dope-fiend crack-head. (beep) And a molly-popping nincompoop. – Hoo! – A nincompoop? – No, you said it wrong, Jackie! – Now if any mother (beep) glass, or any goddamn salt-shaker, table, coconut mother (beep) anything comes across this goddamn table and I go to jail, it’s gonna be a problem. I said it and I meant it. – You always talk about goin’ to jail, but behind the scenes you always talking about lawyers. – I (beep) and lawyers, you right! Get that (beep) cleared up, before they assassinate your character. – So is your daughter
assassinating your character? I’m confused. – You don’t wanna speak about my daughter. – This could really go left, because if Jackie has one trigger, it’s you talking about Ta’Kari. – I always felt a little
intimidated by my mom. – Okay. – Like I didn’t feel
like I was good enough. – She said, ‘My mother took issue with everything about me. “Why are you breathing so hard? Are you (beep)?” She couldn’t do anything right! – And for me to get pushed to that level, it must have been some real (beep) (beep) with me. Don’t (beep) with me and my kid. (tense music) – Ta’Kari had a lot to say in that book. And Feby just unleashed all of the bad ju-ju in this restaurant. – But I have read the book. Or I heard about it. – Good. You should read her next one, she got two out, dope-fiend. – In this group we have established, do not talk about people’s kids, that is just not what you do. Feby just opened the gate for the real Jackie Christie, uncensored, to come out. – Crack addict, you are not on my level. – I’m a crack addict ’cause I’m small, and you try to get lipo anytime to look like me. Okay big-ears. – You right! But you better keep your ass in that seat, tramp. That’s what you better do. You right, Dumbo-ears, yeah, I got a lot of husbands ’bout these ears, bitch. Get a husband. That 48 year-old been working bitch. – He’s tired, let him retire! – She is an animal. She’s acting like one and we need to leave her ass here. So nobody don’t get bit! – I brought you twenty whole dollars, hoe. And you better take this
mother (beep) money, bitch. Anybody got a molly up in here? Anybody got a molly for this bitch? – Cause you need it. – Let me find my twenty dollars. Hold on. Unwrinkle that (beep) for me, will ya, OG? (women laugh) Let me put my lipstick back in my purse, ’cause this hoe needs some money. With my old ass and my big ears. Get that bitch that twenty dollars. If Feby wants to act like a crack-whore, imma treat her like a crack-whore. Imma give her this broke-ass
twenty dollar bill, so that she can get her some more crack. ‘Cause I’m nice like that. – Gimme that twenty. This about the funniest
(beep) you ever said. – You right. You gotta pass last night. You ain’t getting one today. – Alright, well, I’m finna go. – Please. Pick the diamonds up. – Bitch. – Pack it up, diccums. – You wanna walk around the table? – Do you wanna walk around the table? – Calm your ass the (beep) down here, trick bitch. – It don’t move! That **** ain’t moving! (women laugh) You shaking nothing! – I think its safe to say we need to get the hell out of here, before someone calls the police. Because everyone in here is just staring at us at this point. – Bye bitch! You need a moment. – Grandma. – Take that twenty dollars
out of her bra bitch and spend it well. – Why do we go in public, y’all? – How do you say sorry in Spanish? – ‘Perdón’. – Perdón, perdón. Everybody, the crack-head has left the building. The real crack-head!