You're watching "Love and Hip Hop: Hollywood -
"Check Yourself...
Season Five."
You'll be watching us watch the show...
for the very first time.
You'll be getting our natural and honest reactions.
We're watching it...
with you.
The scene you're about to see
is Brooke trying to make sure that Stassi and I
finally go our separate ways.
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Oh, there's Marcus.
Wait, that's not Brooke.
Look at my whole man
with another chick at the free clinic.
What part of the game is this?
Okay, so what's going on with you and this girl?
I wanna know.
Who's this girl? That's what I wanna know.
I don't know where she came from,
and I highly doubt that she is pregnant at all.
I think that Marcus is thinking,
"Please don't let this bitch be pregnant.
Please don't let this bitch be pregnant."
Hey, guys.
Hi, how are you?
Good, thanks.
All righty, so the blood results are back.
And... it's negative.
Oh good.
I'm trying to keep my composure right now.
I think she was gaming, okay?
She was trying to drag her time out
like, "I'm pregnant, it might be your baby."
Girl, you knew you wasn't having no damn baby.
Wasting our time like that.
Coulda been doing something else.
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Everything gonna be all good, man, you know?
Hey!
She knows damn well
she didn't have no business down there.
She does (bleep) like that.
So, break the news to me.
Am I gonna be a sexy stepmama or what?
I don't understand why she's there.
Brooke is out of her (bleep) mind
for thinking she's gonna be the stepmama to that baby.
It's like she was ecstatic about it.
What is going on? What is this?
I told you I was gonna handle the situation.
Marcus handled the situation like a true (bleep)boy.
I'm not saying you're a (bleep)boy, Marcus,
I'm just saying you wear (bleep)boy clothes,
you say (bleep)boy things,
you wear (bleep)boy shoes,
you do (bleep)boy stuff,
you have (bleep)boy tendencies...
but you not a (bleep)boy, babe.
I swear you not.
Hey, be careful. It might be a baby in there.
I'm trying to...
No, ain't no baby in there.
Ain't no baby. Ain't no baby.
Oh, really?
So you're not pregnant?
No.
If she was pregnant, I was gonna take care of--
we take care of ours,
you know what I mean?
I let my dog off the leash,
he went and humped something.
But Nasty not pregnant.
So Nasty gotta go.
By, Nasty.
Well then, let's just use this as
a learning experience.
Girl...
Maybe you could use a few of those.
Mother(bleep) crazy.
I'm not saying I brought condoms
and threw 'em at that girl.
I'm just saying I so happened to have some condoms.
I just so happened to throw them at her.
Don't string her along like that.
Marcus.
I need you to...
Whoa!
Ooh, she kinda strong! I like that.
Stassia, maybe just let that situation go, boo.
It looks like he's still
caught up with somebody else.
Break up with him before he break up with you!
Advice.
She told her to break up with him
before he break up with you, baby.
I can't say she wrong.
Why is she always (bleep) here?
Like...
This is a long breakup.
"This is a long breakup." (chuckling)
Sorry, Nasty.
Sorry it had to end in front of the free clinic.
I think that Brooke's outfit is fabulous,
with this umbrella and the sparkles in the rain.
It's everything.
I wanted to catch them inside the clinic.
I wanted to walk in.
You know, like the disco ball that I am.
Like the ray of sunshine,
like God's light, you know what I mean?
That's what my jacket represents.
"Hello, God is watching you two nasty asses."
You gonn see me, you gonna see the Lord,
you gonna know that he is here
and he is in me.
The next scene you're about to see is Paris and Nikki
doing some detective work,
trying to find out if Teairra's man
is married or not.
Yes, Nikki Baby, honey.
Always looking on fleek.
Look at you coming in.
Looking like you're the lead singer in an R&B band.
I'm the only singer in the R&B band.
I know that's right, bitch.
If Nikki had an R&B group,
I'd be in the front row of every show.
I reached out to her on social media...
Paris is meddling.
There's some bull(bleep) going on...
Hopefully she's willing to talk to us.
She might be like, "Bitch, that's my man.
I don't wanna hear..."
Well, if she's like that--
Hi, ladies.
Hi!
Judging by what Sade is wearing right now,
I'm not sure Nikki's gonna wanna invest in that.
So, I reached out to you
because I saw your clothing line.
Right.
Yes, and Miss Nikki,
she loves your clothes.
She looks tired.
Looks like her man is putting her through it.
And boy, does it take it out of you.
Talking of being nosey,
I was, like, on your page.
And I see that you're, like, with someone
that's dating my friend,
Teairra Marí.
Paris kinda just dove straight into that, huh?
She done finessed someone. What the hell going on?
Pause. Um, are we here on business?
Or are y'all here to talk about my personal relationship?
I don't think there's a snowball chance in Hell
that Nikki would ever invest in that (bleep).
I think that, woman to woman,
you would wanna know, too, what we know.
Lately, Tearria's been dating
this guy who's been on your page.
I just wanna know: Is the guy that's on your page,
is that your husband?
That is my husband.
I just wanna know if that's your husband?
I wonder, does she got some sisters?
That look way better than her, though.
Obviously-- Obviously they have some type of arrangement.
Wait, why are you not tripping right now?
Why are you not going crazy...?
That's his business.
That's his business? That's your business, too.
That's your husband.
That's that man's business, what he doing.
He has an arranged situation.
He's a womanizer!
I think at this point, Paris and Nikki
just got they nose in all the TT business.
I know for a fact they (bleep).
(crosstalk)
Oh, we all know for a fact that they was (bleep).
She is content with her position with her man.
And that's the type of (bleep) I want in a woman.
I need somebody to be content with who I am.
She wants to invest in my company or...?
No, she don't.
Okay, well then, what the (bleep) am I still here for?
Exactly. I don't know why. I don't know why.
Bye. Bye. Bye.
Bye. Have a good day.
Nikki just over there to just be silent, Missy.
"I'm just gonna sit here and drink my drink.
It wasn't no drink left in that mother(bleep).
For the last ten seconds you was sipping ice, girl.
You tore ass outta there
with your fine ass.
Call a (bleep). What's up?
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