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?
