[Mallory] Do you see the fucking protesters outside?
I wanna know who's behind this.
I went to the hospital earlier, and she died.
Mallory, do you know who did this?
I swear I don't.
He's having her moved.
Shit.
I'm representing all those cancer patients.
And you've been served.
You had so many women in college, you don't even remember me.
So let me get this straight.
You wanna act like everybody else and think that, what?
I'm not shit?
You're sorry?
You told me that you could move her.
[nurse screams] No! Sorry--
["Smilin' with Snake Eyes" by The Regulators playing]
♪ Takes you by surprise ♪
♪ Snake eyes ♪
♪ Out in the desert ♪
♪ They built this town ♪
♪ For bums and losers ♪
♪ When the chips were down… ♪
[Norman] Excuse me. Hello?
If you're the police, we already talked to 'em.
No, I'm not the police.
Well, then, we're not open.
My name is Norman Bellarie.
Yeah?
And?
My wife was discovered here recently.
Oh.
I'm sorry.
Yeah.
How is she?
She's dead.
I'm sorry.
They killed my brother.
Motherfuckers made me clean this shit up.
-Damn. -Yeah.
I-- I'm sorry to hear that, man.
It's just so much, you know?
Do you know who did it?
No.
Man, I wish I did.
Listen, I'm-- I'm-- I'm trying to find out what happened to my wife.
Can you tell me anything?
[pensive music playing]
I was only here for a few hours, and I left right before it happened.
W-- What-- What happened?
There was a silver SUV here before.
It's the only car that's gone.
Did you get a license?
Camera footage?
Nah.
They took all that.
Listen, can you…
You ever seen this guy?
[pensive music continues]
You sound like a police officer.
I'm not, I swear.
[man] Mmm.
Nah.
He says that, um, he spoke to someone here.
I said no. Okay?
I'm the only one that's alive still, and I didn't talk to him.
Did-- Did anyone else talk to you about this situation?
Just the police.
And you're sure there was no footage?
No. Look, they took all of that. I-- [sighs]
I'm sorry. Okay?
But I can't help you.
If you don't mind, it's all this…
It's really hard for me, so…
Yeah.
-I understand. -Yeah.
It's hard for me too.
When was-- When was that picture taken?
[man] Not sure.
Is that your brother?
Yeah.
Hey, uh, look…
I'm sorry about your wife.
Yeah.
Sorry about your brother.
[pensive music continues]
Yeah.
[sighs]
[engine turns over]
[siren wailing in the distance]
-[door opens] -What the-- What the hell?
[Gillian] Uh…
[rhythmic hip-hop beat playing]
[Roy humming]
What the hell?
[sighs]
[Roy chuckles]
Mallory, I am not trying to hear your shit right now.
Roy, how-- how high are you right now?
That's what I'm trying to figure out. [chuckles]
-Roy. -Mallory!
Don't start with the nagging shit, please. [chuckles]
-Not today. -Go home.
I am home. Hmm.
Roy, you're at the office.
No shit.
Huh.
-Oh, no, no, no, no, no. [sighs] -[lighter clicks]
Hmm. Hmm.
-Look-- -[Roy exhales]
Go home and sleep it off.
Why do you think that, uh…
people think that you run this company?
Doing this shit again.
Roy, because I do.
No. No, no, no, no, no.
-What-- -You don't.
This is my family's company.
Roy, go home.
You keep saying that, honey.
I'm not going anywhere.
And you do not run… shit. [chuckles]
You do not run a fucking thing.
Yes, I do.
This is, uh…
This is my place.
Yeah.
This-- This is my shit.
-Roy, you're fucking pathetic. -Mm-hmm.
-Now and then. -Mmm.
And this drug shit is getting worse day by day by fucking day.
[scoffs]
That's the only way I can deal with you, dear.
Just…
-keep talking. -Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
-Just keep talking, Roy. -Mmm.
You know…
I can sabotage that lawsuit.
Now you're talking stupid.
No. No, no, no, no, no. You're stupid, honey.
You're stupid.
I'm gonna call Jules to take you home.
-Fuck Jules. -Okay.
-You're going home. -Mm-hmm.
You think he's my father?
Did the front desk see you like this?
Fuck them.
Because…
all you niggas really just work for me for real.
Okay.
All of you niggas.
Especially you, bitch.
Ooh shit.
-Say that shit again. Say it again. -Shit, shit, shit.
-Shit. -[Mallory] Say it again.
-Damn, you got my shit ringing. -You fucking with the wrong person.
[Mallory shrieks]
I will fucking end you.
Get the fuck off of me.
-Everything okay? -[Mallory clears throat]
Get the fuck out of here.
Mallory, are you okay?
Nigga, that's "Mrs. Bellarie," nigga.
So what the hell did I just say to you? Get the fuck out.
I'm fine, Calvin. Leave.
Get the fuck out. You deaf, nigga? Get out.
[Mallory] Look, leave, Calvin.
Look, leave, please.
Motherfucker, did you not just hear me?
I said get the fuck out.
This nigga's funny right here. [chuckles]
[whistles]
[chuckles]
[Roy grunts]
[groans]
-Come on. -Don't touch me, brah. Do not touch me.
Let me help you down to the car.
Nigga, I said I don't need your help.
-There's a car waiting for you. -[Roy] Don't touch me.
[Mallory clears throat]
Leave me be, nigga. Like I said, get the fuck away from me.
Look, it's been a long day.
Right?
You're under a lot of stress. I can imagine what it's like to be you,
what you're feeling, what you're going through.
But I know it's a lot.
Ain't that right?
And none of us would be here without you.
Look, I apologize if I overstepped.
But I just wanna make sure you're okay and you don't do anything you'll regret.
[Roy chuckles softly]
Nigga, I ain't never regretted anything in my life.
[Calvin] I know that.
We all do. Look at you.
Look how great you are.
Look how great this company is.
-Yeah, you're right. -[Calvin] Right.
Right. Now, if you'll allow me to help you downstairs.
What'd I say?
I don't need your fucking help, nigga.
I ain't no charity case.
Then I'll walk you down.
No, you won't.
[sniffles, grunts]
[groans, exhales]
[Roy] Hmm.
Fuck you, nigga.
I got Gillian. She'll drive me home.
Gillian, would you mind seeing if Alex got him home safe?
Absolutely.
[Roy] Hmm.
Come on, Roy.
-[Roy chuckles] -[Gillian] Come on, sir.
[Roy] Mm-hmm.
[Mallory clears throat]
Mmm.
["Top Back" playing]
You're cute.
Ooh. [kisses]
[door lock chimes]
♪ Drive up to the coast ♪
♪ Blowing waves of marijuana ♪
[sighs]
[door shuts]
I'm sorry.
I don't care.
Yes, you do.
I'm going out.
Come on.
Varney, I already told you, I'm not staying in.
[Varney sighs deeply]
Well, at least let me apologize to you.
I heard you.
Stop.
[sighs]
Varney…
Let's fuck.
Come here.
-[chuckles softly] -Hmm.
Why are you so mean to me?
You know I love you.
You love me?
Yes, I love you.
You know I love you.
Are you done?
Okay.
So this what we doing?
This it?
Hmm?
["Top Back" continues]
Varney, you know I love you.
I know you love me.
Now, can you please let me go out?
Sure.
Thank you.
Where you going?
Why? It's-- It's-- You ain't gonna wanna come.
Come on, let me know.
'Cause I might wanna go with you.
I'm going to a bisexual strip club.
-Ooh, I love me some bisex-- -[laughs]
You're so full of shit.
You just want me to be out and loud.
And proud.
Yeah, well, baby, that does not go with my business.
["Flow Widdit" by Nick Jordan plays faintly]
-Varney? -What?
Look, I work for the good ol' boys in the town.
They don't wanna see that.
So you're letting them dictate your life?
No, I'm letting my private life be my private life.
-Varney, we've been over this. -And what about your dad?
What about him?
He wouldn't work with me if he knew I was out here--
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Fucking his son?
No, fucking any guy.
You know I'm right.
Okay, fine.
Charles…
you've had money all your life.
I haven't.
I just got to a place
where my job can pay my bills.
And it's paying them well now.
I've had to play this game for a long time
just to get right here where I am today.
[sighs]
I-- I get it.
'Cause you have told me over and over and over.
Yeah, well, then don't be angry.
I'm not angry. I just wanna go out and have a good time.
-All right, well, then I'll be waiting. -Okay.
Right here.
For you to get back.
Okay.
Wait, wait, wait.
Why are you giving in so easy?
Nigga, you ain't coming back, are you?
Mmm, no, I wanna go home.
What about your mom? You can't go over there.
Okay, all right, Varney…
you are talking about my mother and my father entirely too much.
-All right-- -Hey, hey, hey.
You're ruining this entire night.
Okay, okay.
Then I'll be waiting at my house for you.
Nekkid,
just waiting for you to come back.
Mmm.
-All right? -Mm-hmm.
And I'll be with a hot young stripper.
Okay.
Then bring his hot young ass over there too.
Yeah, right.
If that's what I gotta do to be with you, then I'm down.
Can I go out?
Have your way.
Thank you. Muah!
And be safe.
I will.
-And call me when you get home. -I always will.
[door shuts]
Nigga, you ain't calling me.
[chuckles]
What's up, y'all?
-[Body] Got a good client coming in. -[Kimmie] Do that. You know?
[Delinda] Bitch, you can't speak?
Hello, Delinda.
Hey, ho.
Get in the back and change.
We about to open. You ain't see that line out there?
Ooh, she got so much damn attitude.
You know I'm about to fix that.
Yeah, do that, 'cause you the bitch fixer.
[both laugh]
[indistinct chatter]
[man 1] I just start early. Start early. Start early.
[man 1 laughs]
[indistinct chatter continues]
-[man 2] Yo. -What's up?
S-- So… we doing this tonight?
Nigga.
[man 2] What?
Shh!
What?
The only reason I'm cutting you in
is because my fucking car got totaled, so I need a damn ride.
That's all I am?
Come on, bro.
You just need a damn muscle.
Yeah, I do.
It's cool.
You know I got you.
Okay, then stop fucking talking.
Okay.
I gotta talk to my boys.
And? Are they cool?
Them fools ain't gonna say nothin'.
You give me the address, they gon' do what they do.
Okay, good.
So you just want him held, right?
Yeah. We're gonna get that fucking money.
Are you sure it's gonna be that easy?
We're gonna blackmail that ass until he do.
Shit.
Look, hey, hey.
This can go bad.
So…
Well, I ain't gonna say nothin'.
You told me on the phone I could make 30,000.
Yeah.
Okay then, I'm in.
Shit.
Okay, good.
So, what's the plan?
We need to see if he comes in tonight. If he does, I'mma go home with him.
I need you to follow me.
All right?
Or…
Or what?
You sure he got it like that?
[chuckles] Trust me.
The nigga got a million-dollar watch on his arm.
-He got it like that. -Shit.
Give me the watch.
[scoffs]
Thirty thousand.
-[Angel sighs] -You right.
I got it, I got it.
[all laughing]
[Body] That bitch ain't shit.
So y'all better get that money tonight,
'cause tomorrow, I got a new girl coming in.
And I mean a young thing, and she is gonna steal the show.
You know they like 'em young.
[chuckles] I sent somebody to go pick her ass up.
[laughing continues]
Hey, Kimmie.
Do you remember what it was like to be 16?
No, you don't, 'cause that bitch is old now.
[laughs]
[Body] Hey, bitch.
You gonna have to make a crazy amount of money to keep me off yo ass tonight.
You hear me?
Yeah, I hear you.
I mean it.
I got it.
Oh, look at you.
So, what the fuck you doing with Angel?
You fucking him?
No, it's not like that.
Then what?
We just go way back.
Something is going on, and I'm gonna find out.
-Ain't nothing going on, Body. -[Body] Mmm.
You know what?
Just wait till you meet my new girl tomorrow.
-All right. -I mean, she is fine as shit.
-[Kimmie] That's good for you. -[Body] Mm-hmm.
She's only 16, so somebody's gonna have to show her the ropes.
That's not illegal?
-[Body] Bitch. -[all laugh]
All of this is illegal.
Shit.
[Body laughs]
Right.
Well, I'mma go ahead and get out there.
Oh, you ready tonight, huh?
-Yeah, somethin' like that. -[Body] Mmm.
Go ahead.
Hey, Kimmie.
I can't wait for you to meet my new bitch.
[all chuckle]
[Body laughs]
Stanky-ass ho.
[all laugh]
[Gillian clears throat]
[Calvin] She's working late tonight.
So you're protecting her now?
It's my job.
-[chuckles] You are so stupid. -Oh, so now we're name-calling.
Oh, I'm just calling it like I see it, baby.
Okay.
You know she doesn't care about you.
He doesn't care about you.
Wanna bet?
No, 'cause I'm not playing these games with you, Gillian.
You know what they used to say about me?
Is this before or after you were whoring around in Seattle?
And what were you doing? Huh?
Should we talk about that?
Hmm? Should we…
Should we talk about that with her…
Mr. Calvin?
Okay, why are you talking to me?
'Cause you're my man.
-No, I'm not. -[scoffs]
Since when?
-Since you decided to fuck the boss. -[chuckles]
I am.
And I'm fucking him good too.
No, you're not.
I bet he'll tell you different.
No, see, he's fucking you over.
-There's a difference. -Mm-hmm.
Over and over and over again.
Look, if you're trying to make me mad, it's not working.
I'm sorry. Why would I do that?
Just saying.
I think it is.
Okay, well, have at it.
Suit yourself.
Calvin,
I'm gonna get even with you
if it's the last thing I ever do.
Now, why in the hell would you ever wanna get even with me?
-What did I do to you? -Everything.
Everything.
You made me tell you everything about her,
and then you used it to play me.
To play you?
You know, they told me I could be so cold,
and I worked so hard
to not be that way anymore.
But I'm about to rain icicles on you, motherfucker.
Ooh.
I am so scared.
[Mallory] Gillian.
Hey, go be cold-blooded with her.
-Just wait for it. It's coming. -Yeah.
-You've been summoned. -Ooh.
[indistinct chatter]
[Horace] Oh shit.
Yo, you can't park here, man.
Nah, I was, uh… I was just leaving.
You wanna come in? VIP?
No, I'm not going in.
Nah, nigga, VIP, man.
Trust me, you wanna cut up in there. It's tight.
What?
Look, man, it's all drive-through. You ain't even gotta get out of your car.
-Really? -Yeah.
Just find you somewhere to park back there.
What's back there?
Shit, with 500, you can get the full service.
What if I want somebody inside?
[exhales] Man, Body gonna hit you for about three grand.
Nah.
I want Kimmie.
-You want Kimmie? -Yeah.
-Really? -Yeah.
All right, man. Give me the money.
Go around the block, come through the alley.
All right?
All right, appreciate it.
[men laughing]
[woman] I quit!
-[woman moans] -[indistinct chatter]
["Hella Bandz (feat. Mucho)" by Hunnit playing faintly]
[woman moaning]
[man moans]
[woman moans]
[woman breathing heavily, moaning]
[both moaning]
[upbeat hip-hop music playing]
[crowd clamoring, whistling]
[crowd cheering]
-Can I get some water? -[sucks teeth]
Salvo, what I gotta do to get you to come home with me in my yellow Lambo?
-That's your car? -Oh, so you did see it, huh?
Yeah, I saw it.
So, what do I have to do to get you to come home with me?
Man, I just dance.
-I think I can convince you. -No.
Something tells me you interested.
Nah, I don't think so.
Okay.
Well, if you change your mind, let me know.
[sucks teeth]
So how much you talking?
How much do you want?
How much you think I'm worth?
Well, it could be a lot,
depending on what you wanna do.
You got candy?
Lots of it.
["Freak Love" by Helena playing]
♪ In the club, all you hear me saying Freak love ♪
♪ Uh, wait till I give you that Freak love… ♪
Meet me in the bathroom, back stall.
-Whoa, what about VIP? -No.
They don't let dudes in the VIP.
[Charles sucks teeth]
See how these chicks be looking?
Yeah, and?
♪ I give him freaky loving Make sure them pockets bussing ♪
♪ We in the club popping bottles… ♪
Some of 'em don't like that.
♪ He want it now But I told him it’s too risky… ♪
Man, you about to fuck up my regulars.
♪ Ass fat if I throw it run a stack… ♪
I see.
♪ Doing stunts for the snap ♪
♪ If I tell you that I love you Don’t believe me it’s a trap ♪
♪ I just want you for the night Then your girl can have you back… ♪
Meet me in the bathroom.
I'll be in there.
Whoa, whoa.
Wait a minute.
♪ …till I give you that Freak love ♪
♪ Yeah, let me get that, get that ♪
♪ Watch me flip that, flip that ♪
♪ Acrobatics with math ♪
♪ Watch them bands get attached ♪
♪ I’m a sucker for the things ♪
[Mallory sighs]
[clears throat]
Gillian.
[Mallory sighs]
-Yes, ma'am? -You can go home.
Oh. It's okay, I don't mind waiting.
Why do you always challenge me?
I'm sorry, ma'am. I really don't mean--
Stop doing that.
And go home.
Yes, ma'am.
What the fuck is wrong with her?
[door shuts]
Calvin.
Did you go to college?
I'm sorry, I didn't hear you.
Of course.
How did you get this job?
Jules.
The common denominator.
Is that a problem?
Yes.
Don't ever get in between me and my husband again.
-If he assaults you, then I'm gonna-- -He didn't assault me.
Well, if he does whatever you call that again,
then I'm gonna have to.
I didn't know you could be so arrogant.
I'm not arrogant, Mallory, I'm factual.
Did I invite your factual ass to sit?
No, I took it upon myself.
You are arrogant.
Just the type of person Jules would hire.
Mm-hmm.
Do you trust Jules?
'Cause I don't trust him at all.
Well, I'm sorry, but, yeah, I do.
Oh, you do.
So you trust Jules,
so that means I don't trust you.
Mm-hmm.
And that means you need to get the fuck out.
I said get out.
Because you don't trust me.
You better remember your place.
Well, I remember my place last night, and it felt right at home.
-Are you fucking kidding me? -No, I'm not fucking kidding you.
I'm just fucking you.
What did I just say?
You told me to remember my place.
Exactly.
[dramatic music playing]
And what did I say?
[exhales]
Who do you think you are?
Let me ask you a question, Mallory.
Did I fuck you good last night?
You are a vulgar son of a bitch.
Answer the question.
Did I fuck you good last night?
-Let me ask you a question. -Mmm.
-[Mallory exhales] -Mmm.
If you're trying to turn me on, you gotta reach a little lower.
Are you wearing a wire?
Oh, come on, Mallory. You think that low of me?
Then why are you talking to me like that?
Because you want me to.
No, I don't.
Yeah, you do.
You want me to talk to you crazy,
blow your little back out,
make you cum all different kinds of ways.
[sighs]
You're disgusting.
And you love it.
You don't know me, Calvin.
I know you wanted to be alone in the car last night.
I know you sent Gillian home so we could be alone now.
You're so wrong.
[Calvin exhales]
Well, your nipples poking through your dress are telling a different story.
So tell me the truth.
Did you enjoy me?
Yeah, you enjoyed me.
Are you embarrassed? Don't be embarrassed.
It's okay.
It's that whole cliché thing, you fucking the security and the driver.
Is that it?
Or is it because you don't think I have anything?
You were pretty good too, Mallory.
You call me "Mrs. Bellarie."
When we're in public, yeah.
But when we're alone…
you're Mallory.
-You keep trying me. -I will.
I figure after all the places my tongue went last night,
the least I could do is call you by your first name.
[rhythmic hip-hop beat playing]
Your husband will be out all night.
You can invite me up.
I'll show you what I can do with a little space and a bed.
You actually think you still got a job?
Well, if you fire me, then… [inhales]
…just have someone else drive you home.
I'm already on top of that.
Take your fingers from in between my legs and leave.
You're sexy when you're frustrated.
Horny and…
wet.
Take that out on me a little bit later.
[music fades]
[door shuts]
["Look Naa" by Cori Bleu playing]
♪ Look now I'mma bad bitch, need a bussdown ♪
♪ I'mma fuck it up when I touch down ♪
♪ Six figure bitch out a traphouse ♪
♪ Bouta make the charts When I touch down ♪
♪ Everybody waitin' like the bus now ♪
♪ Lookin' at the bank like it's up now ♪
♪ Know you niggas mad when I come 'round ♪
♪ Know you see the drip when I walk out ♪
♪ Know you see the limp when I walk out ♪
♪ That's a .40 on me when I walk down… ♪
[Delinda] Hey.
That old man is back, and he asked for you.
Uh-uh.
He ain't there.
He in the back.
He's in his truck.
What?
Bitch, go.
Stop looking at me. All right?
He paid me.
[rap music continues]
♪ That's just from my latest scheme, uh ♪
♪ Pull up in the latest bimmer… ♪
[Delinda] Throw some money at somebody else.
♪ Baddest bitch up on the scene Yuh, yuh, look now, ay… ♪
[Kimmie] Hey.
♪ Take your lil bae when I walk 'round ♪
♪ 'Cause I'm the stripclub Throwin' ones out ♪
♪ Boy, I'm really with the shit Better pipe down… ♪
It's time. He's here.
Okay, I got you.
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Look now I'mma bad bitch, need a bussdown ♪
♪ I can make a play come and touch down ♪
♪ Big boss stuntin' When I come 'round, nigga ♪
♪ Look now I'mma bad bitch, need a bussdown, wait ♪
♪ If it ain't money You ain't got nothin' for me ♪
♪ Like how my diamonds glisten When I wave ♪
♪ Niggas be talkin' Like they really know me… ♪
-[music continues faintly] -[indistinct chatter]
[uneasy swell]
[woman breathing heavily]
[woman moaning]
You didn't tell me all this was going on back here.
I'm sure you know everything that goes on at the club.
What are you talking about?
You don't want to just come inside?
No.
If Angel comes out here, then everybody gonna know.
I wanna meet him later.
All right, I'll let him know.
Yeah, but-- but not here.
I wanna… I wanna meet him someplace else.
Where?
Here's the address.
Here are the keys.
And when you get there, just come inside.
Is… Is this your house?
[siren wailing in the distance]
Off the record, yes.
All right.
[keys jingle]
You okay?
I'm fine.
Oh, um…
I know you, uh…
You need to get paid tonight.
I do.
Appreciate you.
But…
why do you live in that motel, if you're making this kind of money?
You could give me every dollar in your bank account
and I know it all comes back to you.
What are you saying?
Nothing.
After all I've done for you,
I'd think you'd be a little more grateful.
All you've done?
Yes.
You know what?
You're right. Thank you.
What is wrong with you?
Nothing is wrong with me.
You don't even know me.
How can you keep saying something's wrong with me?
You're right.
I don't know you.
[Kimmie inhales deeply]
I'll have Angel at the address later.
You do that.
[Kimmie sighs]
["Lick" by Baha Bank$ playing]
[crowd clamoring]
Girl…
Damn, he was fast.
Did you get all that money?
Damn!
-This better be all of it, bitch. -Ooh.
That old man cum fast, don't he? Skeet-skeet, motherfucker. [laughs]
He would've came way faster with me, you know that. Playing around.
Yeah, bitch, try it. [laughs]
[faint cheering]
What'd he say?
He don't wanna meet at the motel tonight.
Fuck.
He gave me an address, though.
-Fuck yeah. -No.
Hey, let's hold his ass until we get the money.
Do you, uh… Do you think he got security there?
I don't know. I've never been there.
Hey.
I know you're nervous about this.
We're gonna get this money tonight.
I got this. All you--
All you gotta do is be chill.
I got everything else, aight?
[sighs]
Hey, we gonna do it.
[pensive music playing]
-All right. -Okay.
[uneasy swell]
[siren wailing in the distance]
Hello?
Thanks for calling me back.
Been trying to reach you.
You okay?
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm good.
Are you sure?
[horn honks in the distance]
Why were you trying to call me so much?
Alex said…
you needed a clean-up team.
Yeah.
He took care of it.
So why didn't you call me?
What else did Allen tell you?
Just that you needed a clean-up team.
But he wouldn't say what it was.
[tense music playing]
My wife died.
Oh.
My goodness.
[sighs] I am
so sorry, Norman.
No, you're not.
Of course I am.
Come on now.
Jules,
did you find out who did it?
Well, I got all the camera footage from the road from that night.
All the family houses' security logs.
Mallory, she came home with her driver.
But there wasn't any damage to her SUV.
Roy came home later,
but there wasn't any damage to his car either.
Was he driving?
Yes.
What time was it?
It was pretty late.
Then he had to be drunk.
And I'm sure he didn't do it.
Then Charles did it!
Damn it!
Norman, he was home all night.
[pensive music playing]
-Can I trust you? -What are you talking about?
We in business together, man. Come on.
You're in my brother's pocket.
Oh, that is some bullshit.
All right? That's just to cover the other shit up.
The security company is nothing but a front, and you know that, man.
Come on now.
You know you can trust me.
No, I can't.
Yes, you can.
No…
I can't.
Oh, come on, Norman. Don't get brand-new on me.
Fuck you.
Norman…
Shit.
[crowd cheering, whistling]
[Charles] Get out. Just get out. Just get out. Get out. Get out.
[man sighs]
[Charles sniffles]
-Hey. -[Charles sniffs]
-Shit. -[sniffs]
[exhales] You want some? [sniffles]
Yeah.
Mmm, pure.
[Salvo sniffs]
Oh shit.
-[Charles] Mm-hmm. -Where'd you get this?
Always nothing but the best for me, baby.
Damn.
You rich or somethin'?
Yes, actually.
Oh. Mmm.
You just the kind of man I like.
Good.
Mmm. Come here.
Get the fuck off me!
What the fuck?
-The fuck is you doing? -I thought it's what you wanted.
-I gotta hurry up and get back out there. -No, no, no. I don't want it like this.
Then what you want?
How about we go back to my place?
There's a bed, some drinks…
and more of this.
Oh shit.
You want more, don't you?
You sayin' everything, but you sayin' nothin' about no money.
How much do you want?
How much you think it's worth?
It's nice.
Give me three grand.
I'll give you 1,500.
Shit.
Okay. I'll take that.
Mmm, I know you'll take 300.
Three hundred?
-That ain't finna happen. -Mm-hmm.
So where you tryna do this?
-At your house? -Mm-hmm.
Put your number in my phone, I'll text it to you.
Okay.
[sniffles]
[Salvo] It's gonna be fun.
And you better be ready.
Oh, I will be.
So what time you get off?
I don't leave here till 2 a.m.
Okay, great.
Aight.
[door shuts]
This motherfucker tried to bend me over in the goddamn bathroom.
What the fuck? [sniffles]
Fuck this boy.
[mumbles indistinctly]
I was just waiting for my replacement.
He couldn't find anyone.
Who, Jules?
-Yes. -[chuckles]
Bullshit.
What, you calling me a liar?
With a nasty little mouth.
You're horrible.
I know.
You're gonna be taking me home.
-Tonight's your last night. -[elevator chimes]
Okay.
[Mallory clears throat]
[Mallory sighs]
I can't believe you think you can talk to me that way.
You know, I've had enough of your attitude.
-What? -You heard what I said.
-Do you know who you're talking to? -Do you?
You know, you can be a real bitch sometimes.
I thought if you got some dick, you'd be nicer to me.
Say that shit again to me, you asshole.
You don't ever talk to me that way.
[Mallory grunts softly]
-[soft hip-hop beat playing] -[kissing]
[Mallory moaning]
[both breathing heavily]
-[Mallory moans] -[music fades]
[Body] Come on, Delinda.
-Uh-uh. I need to get out of here. -[Delinda] Oh, Lord.
Wake that nigga up.
[groans] Every night.
Come on. Get up!
Come on, we closed.
-[sniffles] -What--
Hey.
-Hey. -[groans]
-Nigga, come on. -Okay, okay, all right.
Get out.
-Wait, what time is it? -Did--
Did you hear what I said? We closed.
My-- My-- My phone and my-- my watch.
Did-- Ni-- I ain't your personal assistant.
Hey, Andy, come over here and get this nigga out.
Andy!
-Come on, nigga. Yo. -[Charles] Shit. No, no, no.
My watch.
Get off me, motherfucker!
-[Andy] Come on. -[Charles] Shit.
-[Andy] Let's go. -[Charles] All right.
-My phone? -[Andy] Fuck off.
-[Charles] All right. -Motherfuckers.
[Charles] Shit. Damn.
-[Andy] Get up. -[Charles sniffles]
[siren wailing in the distance]
-[Kimmie] Night, y'all. -[woman] Good night, baby.
You ready?
-Um… -[pensive music playing]
-You ain't backing out on me now, are you? -No.
I'm not backing out, but…
What if this goes wrong, Angel?
Get in the car.
[Kimmie sighs]
-Uh, whose car is this? -It's Salvo's.
You told him?
-We need another hand. -Angel, can you trust him?
Yes. Now come on.
[Kimmie sighs]
Well, where is he?
He went ahead of us.
Come on.
I don't like this.
Kimmie.
Don't hurt him.
Ain't nobody gonna get hurt.
[Kimmie] All right.
["Way Too Dope" by Cloud Rap playing]
♪ Way too dope, young boy way too dope ♪
♪ Whole lotta smoke ♪
-♪ Niggas don't want no smoke ♪ -♪ Don't want no smoke ♪
♪ Ice on froze Nigga, that's all I know ♪
♪ I'm way too dope Yeah, I'm way too dope ♪
♪ Uh, my diamonds imported ♪
♪ They got me slow like a tortoise ♪
♪ I only smash if she gorgeous ♪
[music continues faintly]
-[engine halts] -[music halts]
Shit, this is his house?
[Kimmie] One of 'em.
[Angel] Well, damn.
This ain't shit.
You should see the other one.
Make this shit look like a shack.
[chuckles]
Shit, I'll take this one.
Me too. [sighs]
Hey, come on.
Let's go get this money.
-Angel. -What?
You sure he won't get hurt?
[contemplative music playing]
[sighs]
I got this.
Wait-- Wait. Where's your man at? I thought he was supposed to meet us here.
Yeah, I'll call him.
-Hey, hey, hey. -[sighs]
Don't get nervous.
Come on.
All right.
Come on, he gave me a key.
[crickets chirping]
Come on.
[dogs barking in the distance]
[door opens]
Hi.
Um, you want me to wait in the car?
No, you can… stay down here.
How are you?
Missing you.
[chuckles softly]
I don't believe you.
Bet I can show you.
[pensive music playing]
Yeah?
Well…
okay.
[Horace inhales]
Come on.
Okay.
[Kimmie sighs]
This a nice house.
Yeah.
I just come here on the weekends.
Ah, just the weekend house, huh?
I see, I see.
Yeah. Who you texting?
Oh, just, uh…
Just letting my baby mama know I'm gonna be a little late. That's all.
I see you want a drink.
[Angel] Yeah, it's that, uh…
It's that same bourbon, right?
Yeah, you said you like it.
I did.
Take your clothes off.
[chuckles]
Let's, uh…
Let's not rush tonight.
I see you still texting, huh?
It's…
It's still my baby mama.
[Angel exhales]
[phone chimes]
What the fuck?
[tense music playing]
Hello?
[Rain] Hey.
Rain?
[exhales] Yeah.
Rain-- Rain, is this-- is this you?
Yeah, girl. What?
How?
Why you ain't come to see me yet?
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Wait.
Wait, Rain.
What?
Rain, they told me that you…
They told me that you were dead.
Dead?
Shit, that's news to me.
Your bed was empty.
Oh yeah.
They moved me to this nice hospital.
What?
Some man
moves rooms, so they moved me. I don't know.
Wait, wait, wait, Rain.
Rain, no, no, no. I can't…
I can't believe this. I--
Yeah, it's crazy.
[dramatic music playing]
-Hello? -No.
No. No.
No!
[rap music playing]
♪ Just dropped a 50 on my wrist That shit ain't nothin' ♪
♪ And I'm just ballin' on a bitch That shit ain't nothin' ♪
♪ I fucked that bitch and threw her 20 That bitch ain't nothin' to me ♪
-♪ That shit ain't nothin'… ♪ -[guns firing]
♪ That shit ain't nothin' That shit ain't nothin'… ♪
[music halts]
[engine revs]
[fire crackling]
[siren wailing in the distance] shit ain't nothin'… ♪