[dramatic music playing]
You tried to rob me.
I didn't, man. I just want a better life.
[Jules] Where is she? Is she under the bed?
[gunshots]
I guess it won't matter now, will it?
[Kimmie] They keep fucking with me. They won't tell me where my sister is.
Tell me everything you know about Kimmie.
[screaming]
-Jules, I got her. Where do you want her? -Bring her to me.
[metal clanging]
[unsettling music playing]
[both grunting]
[Trackson] You stupid bitch!
[dramatic music playing]
[hissing]
[Kimmie gasping]
Are you fucking crazy? Stop shaking the car!
-You'll make it go over! -Let go!
-[spray hissing] -[Roy yelling]
-Bitch, I ain't the-- Fuck! Damn, Kimmie! -[Kimmie grunts]
[Trackson screams]
-[Trackson] Bitch, are you crazy? -Let go of me!
[Trackson] You gonna kill me?
[Trackson coughing]
[Kimmie grunting]
-[car approaching] -[Kimmie] Help! Help!
[Kimmie panting]
-Help! My-- My husband is-- -You all right?
[grunting]
I've called the police.
-The car's on fire! -Okay.
Okay. I-- I-- I really don't know what to do.
[yells]
[woman] Um…
[Trackson grunting]
-[Kimmie grunts] -[woman] Okay, um…
No! No!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
-No! No, no! No! -[Trackson coughing]
[woman sobbing] No!
[metal scraping]
[dramatic music continues]
-[Trackson gasps] -[woman sobs]
-[woman] No. -[Trackson exhales]
-[woman sobs] -[Trackson exhales]
["Sun and Space" by Naomi August plays over speakers]
[children chattering]
[Jules] Come on, come on, get her!
-Get her! Oh, you faster than that. -[phone ringing]
You faster than that.
[Jules chuckling]
Yeah.
Hello?
Hello, Jules.
What's going on?
You talk to your father-in-law?
-I'm heading there right now. -Okay, great.
He said he'll be home in about an hour or two.
Great.
So?
So, what?
-Who is she? -What are you talking about?
Who is the whore,
and who has he been spending time with?
Mallory.
What?
What you gonna do when you find her?
[chuckles]
I'm gonna make her regret the day she ever met him.
Well, you know what?
I'm looking forward too.
-Who is she? -Come on, one thing at a time.
Look, you know what? I'm not in the mood for this.
And neither am I.
Okay, so?
How about this?
When I find her…
Wait, so you know who she is?
[ominous music playing]
Yeah.
I do.
Okay, then why the fuck are you playing these games with me, Jules?
I'm not, but I know you.
If you knew me, then you know not to play games with me.
How about when I find her, I'm gonna bring her straight to you.
When?
When, okay? When I find her.
What, is she-- What the fuck is this?
Is she like a Loch Ness Monster? Why can't you find her?
Just hold on, okay?
Where the hell is he?
Well, he's not with her.
Look, I've been calling him for hours, and you know all this--
Yes, I know, I know, I know. All the drugs, the pills--
Yes.
Yeah, look, I'll go check on him.
Stop playing with me, Jules.
I'm not. Hold on.
Jules?
Just-- Just hold on.
-[children chattering] -[phone beeps]
-[phone ringing] -[sniffles, exhales]
[exhales]
[sniffles, exhales]
Hello?
Where is she?
[sniffles, exhales]
-Sh-- She got away. -What you mean she got away?
[sighs] She wrecked the car.
What you talking about?
She flipped the car, man.
You son of a bitch.
I'm sorry.
You better find her,
or do not come back.
Okay. I-- I will.
You find her right now.
[exhales] Yes. Yes, okay.
-Is Alex waiting to take Roy home? -Yes.
Is he at The Josephine?
Yes. [sniffles]
[coughs, spits]
Hello?
[exhales]
[phone rings]
What?
He's at The Josephine Hotel.
-What's the room number? -3922.
Okay, I'll have Calvin take me there.
I already texted him.
-So you owe me. -I don't owe you shit.
I owe you when you bring me that bitch.
Goodbye, Mallory.
["Sun And Space" continues playing]
Hey! Come on, that's my cake!
What you doing?
Pull over.
Get out.
-Ma'am. -Not you, moron.
You.
Get home, and get a warm bath ready for me.
Yes, ma'am.
I'm told you know where we're going.
Yes, ma'am, I do.
Okay, well, let's go.
["Ain't No Shame In Love" by Aaron Kaplan plays over speakers]
Don't tell me you have to go.
You know how it is working for this family.
It's your daughter's birthday.
I know. I know.
Somebody gotta pay for this house.
Hm. Fine.
♪ …of being with you ♪
-Thank you for being so understanding. -[woman] Mm-hm.
You better make it up to her.
-I will. -[laughs] Oh, you better.
Baby. Come here, sweetheart.
So I gotta go.
I want you to have a great time tonight, okay?
Dad, you always have to work.
I know.
But you're gonna want a husband as good as your father.
To work this hard?
I know. You tell me that all the time.
Well, it's true.
And it's getting kind of late.
-Mm, we're having a slumber party, Dad. -Oh, that's right, that's right.
Okay.
All right, you have a good time.
I'll be back.
Okay?
Okay.
-Okay. -[woman] Mm-hm.
Come on, let's go.
[woman chuckling]
[siren wailing]
♪ Stack it, pack it Stack it, pack it, trap it ♪
♪ Send it to a rich nigga Tell him work his magic ♪
♪ Stack it, pack it Stack it, pack it, trap it ♪
♪ Send it to a rich nigga Tell his ass to match it ♪
♪ Stack it, pack it Stack it, pack it, trap it ♪
♪ Send it to a rich nigga… ♪
[Charles] Whoo! What's poppin'?
Mm-hm. Mm-hm.
-Thank you. What's happenin-- -Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo.
Thirty dollars.
Shit, you cute. What's your name?
Pay the lady.
Oh, you don't wanna talk to me?
-Pay the lady. -Mm-hm.
It's all right. Whatever.
Baby, keep the change. I got you, sweetie. What's happening, people?
-♪ Talk my shit 'cause I'm a bitch ♪ -♪ Bitch ♪
♪ Look into my eyes You can't tell me how to live ♪
♪ Don't you see? ♪
♪ I'mma be who I wanna be In these streets ♪
-♪ Streets ♪ -♪ Struggle make you be… ♪
Hey, he's back.
[Angel] Yeah, I see that.
-All right, come on. -What?
The hell you talking about? Let's get this money.
-Nah, bro, I'm not going over there. -Fuck you talking about? I'm going.
Yeah, yeah, do… do what you gotta do.
♪ Stack it, pack it Stack it, pack it, trap it ♪
♪ Send it to a rich nigga Tell him work his magic ♪
[Dustin] Hey.
-What's up? -How you doing?
Shit, I'm good.
You look good.
["Wait" by Quise.B plays over speakers]
-No, I don't. -Yeah, you do.
Nah, because you never look at me.
What you mean?
Mm-hm. I come in here all the time, and you--
Well, hey, maybe I just never noticed.
Mm, I done tipped you before--
Hey, hey. Come on, man, we can have a good time.
♪ Yeah, wait, wait, wait, wait… ♪
So who was the little bitch that stole my car?
-Don't know what you talking 'bout. -Mm-hm.
Well, you know he's dead now.
Wait, but if you wanna die, my Bentley's outside if you wanna take it.
Nah, look, man, I'm just trying to have a good time with you.
Mm-hm. Get away from me.
Really, it's like that?
Yeah, it's like that.
[patrons cheering]
Even with this body?
Pooh, I have seen better. [chuckles]
-But you don't know how I can work it. -Bitch, be gone.
Damn.
♪ Wait, wait, wait, wait ♪
♪ Wait, wait, wait, wait… ♪
The fuck, nigga?
[patrons chattering loudly]
♪ Watch your mouth, hey Why you talkin'? ♪
♪ Watch your way, hey Watch your lingo, nigga… ♪
-Shit, man, he ain't biting. -Well, let it go.
Nah, fuck that. I got that nigga's address.
I'm telling you to let that go.
[Dustin kisses teeth]
♪ My ex, she tryna get me back… ♪
Shit.
What?
Look.
Think that you need to leave that alone, bro.
Nah, man.
♪ Wait a min, wait a fucking min ♪
♪ Ain't gon mooch off me Because this dick ain't free ♪
-♪ 'Cause I'm not the one for small talk ♪ -♪ Small talk… ♪
-[Angel] Yo. -What?
-What the fuck are you doing? -What is you worried 'bout?
-Who is she? -Nigga.
Well, she-- She's high as shit.
All our new bitches be high as fuck.
-You know how they drug 'em. -She's going out?
You know damn well she is.
-What does she have? -Fuck if I know.
I'm just trying to get her ass out there so Body don't be mad at me.
Hm. Where's she at?
I don't know. Shit, I don't know where her or Delinda at.
Mm. Well, I can-- I can sober her up. Come on.
-How you gonna do that? -I got my ways.
What, you trying to fuck her?
-No, I'm trying to sober her the fuck up. -Shit, go ahead and fuck her.
Get her right.
-I got her. -Less shit I gotta worry 'bout.
-[Sylvie] What? -Come on.
Go.
-[Sylvie] No! No, no! -[Angel] We can go some-- Come on.
["Mr. Pile It Up" by 20_2X plays over speakers]
Come on.
Let's go. Come on, come on.
-Hey. -[crying]
Hey, Sylvie. Sylvie.
Look at me.
-I don't want to. -Hey, I'm a friend of your sister.
I don't want to.
I'm not gonna hurt you. I'm a friend of your sister.
-My sister? -Kimmie?
-Yeah.
Shit. Hold-- Hold on.
-[phone clicks] -[dialing]
-[line rings] -[voicemail] This is Kimmie.
-Leave a message. -Fuck.
Shit. I need you to stay--
I need you to stay here until I get hold of your sister.
Stay here.
-Okay? -[Sylvie gasps]
If you go out there, some bad shit's gonna happen to you.
-Okay. -Okay, yeah. Yeah, yeah.
-Just stay here. -Okay.
-Fuck. -Okay.
-Damn it, Kimmie. -[dialing]
[line rings]
[voicemail] This is Kimmie. Leave a message.
-Shit. -[phone beeps]
Fuck, I gotta go back out there, okay? Just-- Just stay here, okay?
-Stay here. -Okay.
Stay-- Stay here. Come on. Sit down. Here, here. Right here.
-You got it? -Oh.
-Stay right here. -Okay.
[door opens]
["Mr. Pile It Up" continues playing]
["In Watermelon Sugar" by The Larry Goldings Trio plays]
-[door closes] -Hello.
-Oh, Miss Bellarie. -Hi.
Your husband went up a couple hours ago. Would you like a key?
Oh yes. That would be lovely.
Sure.
And I need you to know…
What's that?
I'm still using your relaxer.
Okay. Well, thank you. [chuckles]
-I don't care what they say. -[Mallory chuckles]
I've been using it for 20 years.
Oh, well, that's great. Wow.
So don't worry about what they have to say, okay?
Thank you. I don't.
-I use it too. -[woman gasps]
[both chuckling]
-Here you go. -Thank you.
[gasps]
[suspenseful music playing]
-You sure you wanna do this? -Why wouldn't I?
Maybe you should let me go in first.
I don't need you to go in first.
-Then what's the reason you have me here? -Calvin.
[foreboding music playing]
-Leave it cracked. -[door lock beeps]
I'm fine.
What the hell?
Did he jump?
That arrogant bastard would never do that.
Shit, then where is he?
[unsettling music playing]
-Stupid motherfucker jumped. -[Calvin grunts]
[frantic music playing]
[grunting]
[music continues]
[door closes]
[grunts]
[grunting]
He's alive!
Shit.
Call an ambulance!
No.
Mallory, call the ambulance.
No, I said no.
Meet me at the stairwell.
-Mallory! -What the fuck did I just say?
[Calvin] Ah, fuck. Yeah.
[Calvin grunts, exhales]
[dramatic music playing]
Hi. I need my car now. And hurry.
To what do I owe another phone call?
He jumped out of the fucking window.
-What? -Look, he either jumped or he got pushed.
What are you talking about?
[sighs] Roy. I'm taking him to the hospital right now.
-Roy? -Yes, who else would I be talking about?
So you're saying he fell 39 flights.
No, he fell to the balcony below.
What in the hell?
Look, you need to get him some help right now.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I know that.
No, obviously you don't know,
because if he dies of a drug overdose, Jules--
Yeah, I know.
No, you don't, obviously, because it says in the fucking will, Jules,
if someone has a drug problem, we--
If someone has a drug problem, we forfeit our shares.
[chuckling]
His grandfather was a gangster.
No, I'm the gangster, motherfucker.
You think this is funny?
No. No, I don't.
I'm taking him to the hospital right now.
-But is he okay? -I don't know. Fuck if I know.
-Hi. -Okay-- Hold on one sec.
-Hi. -Oh, my gosh, you're always so beautiful.
Oh, thank you so much.
-Can I have a photo with you? -Absolutely. [chuckling]
-[camera shutter clicks] -[both chuckling]
-Thank you. -[Mallory] Thank you.
-You have a great night, okay? -You too.
Where's my fucking car?
[dramatic music continues]
[Mallory] Calvin, meet me at the lift stairwell.
[Calvin grunting]
[Roy breathing heavily]
[Roy groans]
[continues groaning]
[brakes screeching]
[both grunting]
[Calvin] Yeah. Come on.
Come on.
[Calvin exhales]
-[engine revving] -[tires screeching]
[tense music playing]
-Hey. -We need to get him to a hospital.
-Wake up. Hey, hey. -We should not have moved him.
I'm not gonna have this on papers.
-Yeah, but you could be doing more damage. -Are you a doctor?
-No, I'm not. -No, you're not.
You're a fucking driver, so shut up.
-[phone rings] -Oh shit.
Hey. Hey, Peter.
Yeah, it's Mallory.
Um, Roy got into a bad accident. I need to bring him to the hospital.
But, um, I really need to keep this under wraps.
Okay, yeah. Yeah, yeah. All right, I'll be there in 20.
Thank you.
It's a good thing we own that wing in the hospital.
Is he still breathing?
-You need to check his pulse. -I don't give a fuck.
And slow down.
I thought you wanted to get him to a hospital.
This motherfucker's lucky I don't stop and get my nails done.
[Roy groans]
[music fades]
Hello.
[inhales] Where is Rain?
-[Horace exhales] -[door closes]
Sit down.
Where's Rain?
S-- Sit down.
I don't have nothing left.
[tense music playing]
I want my sister, and I want Rain.
And if you did anything to her,
you may as well just fucking kill me right now.
I'm not gonna say it again.
Sit down.
Just give me my sister.
Please.
Last night, um…
I got a lot of information from your friend Rain.
-She told me everything. -No, she didn't.
You don't think so?
No, I know her. She didn't tell you nothing.
So don't play these fucking games with me.
Just let my sister go, and you can double what I owe Jules.
-Kimberly-- -Kimmie.
[inhales deeply]
I don't have your sister.
I didn't know about this shit Jules was doing.
He and my brother…
have had a trafficking money-laundry business going on,
and I knew nothing about it.
Really?
[chuckles]
You think I would go into a club
wanting to fuck a man, with nobody knowing,
and then my son walks in?
I'm smarter than that.
You don't want men?
[Horace chuckles]
You know me,
but I know you better.
I know that you're savvy and smart.
You're caring…
and ruthless at the same time.
And that is just what I need.
Need? Need for what?
Look, you trust me about as much as I trust you.
But if you work with me,
we can do some things that will make me a very happy man.
And it'll be good for you. Really good.
I want my sister.
Look, we'll get to that. But first,
I want you to go back to work as if nothing happened.
I want you to get me all the information you can on Jules,
so I can build a--
He has me by the fucking throat.
-[Horace chuckles] -He's a demon.
You're sitting here with the devil, and you're worried about a demon.
[tense music continues]
-I want my sister. -[Horace] Well--
Okay. I'll look into it. You, uh…
You just give me her name, tell me what she looks like,
and I'll find her.
But I need you to go back to life as normal.
I can't do that.
[Horace sighs]
Kimmie,
my father's will has a lot of stipulations in it,
but one thing is very clear.
If any of our family members
are convicted of a felony,
all of their shares of the company go back to the shareholders.
Now this is about cutting my fucking brother out of the will.
The same brother who you detest, who you owe money to.
And then I have a plan to cut my sons out after that.
But I need you…
to just go back to life as normal.
This is really good for you.
Where is Rain?
Uh, they took her to surgery. Uh, she'll be back soon.
Because of what you did?
No, no.
No, no, no.
Well, if we talkin'…
let's talk.
I ran over Body and killed Delinda.
[dramatic music playing]
Wha-- What bodies?
No, she goes by the name Body. She runs the club for Jules.
[exhales sharply]
Did anybody see?
Yes.
[exhaling deeply] Uh… Well, uh…
[tapping cane]
I'll-- I'll look into it. Um, I'm sure they were probably lowlifes.
[inhales deeply]
And what about your son?
Which son?
I killed Roy.
[dramatic music playing]
You-- [exhales]
How-- How did you kill Roy?
I pushed him out of the window at a hotel.
[exhales]
Um…
Okay. Uh…
Which-- Which hotel?
The Josephine.
[Horace mumbles]
Pushed him out of The Josephine…
Um, how-- How long ago was this?
A few hours ago.
-No. No, no, no. That-- That couldn't be. -Why is that?
Because I would've heard about it by now. We own that hotel.
Well, I definitely did.
No. No, you're mistaken.
-[Horace breathes deeply] -[knock on door]
Mr. Bellarie?
Yeah.
I was told that you were here.
Yeah, what is it, Peter?
Your son is being brought into a room now.
Which son?
Roy.
[Horace] What's wrong with him?
He had an accident at a hotel.
-Is he alive? -[Peter] Yes.
I'll take you to him.
[exhales]
Okay, um…
Thank you.
[Horace inhales]
-Uh, are you feeling okay, sir? -Just give me a second.
I just got up too fast.
Uh, can you wait for me in the hall?
-Uh… -Yes, sir.
[Horace exhales]
[door closes]
Let me tell you somethin'.
If you gonna kill a motherfucker, then you do it.
Don't half-ass it.
And don't ever accept responsibility.
Ever.
Wait here.
I need to find my sister.
I said wait!
-Oh, what the fuck? -[door closes]
[exhales]
[sighs]
Hi.
-[door closes] -What is this shit?
-Uh, how did you know we were here? -I asked you a question.
[tense music playing]
Roy.
I fell.
Fell where?
It's a long story, Dad.
-What the hell happened? -I just told you.
You gonna keep fucking lying to me over and over again, huh?
I can't fucking stand you…
you wicked little son of a bitch.
Just like your mother.
Go ahead.
What do you have to say for yourself?
I'm sorry.
Sorry?
You're-- You're sorry?
Why don't you just jump out the fucking window again?
Try to kill yourself, like you did when you were eight.
And then ten.
And then fucking 11.
Is that really how you wanna talk to your son?
Mm?
Yeah.
Yeah. When I have a son like you.
Yeah.
A… A maggot.
Fucking horrible maggot.
Ain't been shit since the day you were born.
Since the fucking day!
Thanks, Pop.
Thanks.
If you don't get your shit together…
You hear me?
If you don't get your shit together,
and be in that office every day--
What you gonna do?
Mm?
What the fuck you gonna do?
[Horace] What?
Boy, you threatening me?
It sounds like you threatening me, Pop. That's what it sounds like.
-[Horace] What you gonna do? -[Roy] I said don't do that shit.
-Don't do that shit again. -Who you think you talking to?
-Talking to you. -Who you think you talking to?
[Roy and Horace grunting]
-[gasps] Mr. Bellarie. -[Horace grunting]
[Horace] That's it.
That's it. Get your fucking hands off.
Get your hand off me!
I'm telling you to stop it right now.
Leave me alone, and take your stupid-ass cane.
Leave me the fuck alone! [inhales sharply]
[breathing heavily]
You did it.
-I've been trying to convince you. -You're such a piece of shit, man.
I've been trying to be nice to you.
I've been trying to be strong for you.
You ain't been shit. You weak.
You weak as dog shit, Pop. That's what you is. You weak.
Shitty.
That's what you is.
Okay, Roy.
Yeah, "Okay, Roy." Yeah, okay, Dad.
You know what?
-I don't even wanna fucking say it. -No.
You got something to say, say it.
For once in your life, be a man and say it.
[inhales sharply]
I can't wait till you die.
-Roy. -No, shut up, Mallory.
[Roy inhales sharply]
This whole family, bro,
it's gonna be better when you dead and gone.
And when you sitting there lonely…
in your pitiful-ass casket, you know what I'm gonna do, Pop?
-I'm gonna piss in your grave. -Stop that shit.
So why don't you do the whole world a favor and just… die?
Leave us the fuck alone.
I promise you this.
You will regret the day…
that I die.
Yeah, okay.
The surgery went well. She's a little groggy.
Okay. And what about the blood clots?
They're much better.
I'll be back to check on you in a little bit, Rain. Okay?
Okay.
You need anything right now?
No, thank you.
How about you?
Oh, I'm good. Thank you.
Okay. Excuse me.
[Rain sighs deeply]
[exhales]
[Rain sighs deeply]
Did you talk to the old man?
Yeah, I did.
[Rain] Mm.
I didn't tell him shit.
I know you didn't.
He already knows a lot.
-Yeah. -Mm.
How does he know so much?
[gentle music playing]
He talked to Angel.
I don't know.
[gentle music playing]
What?
[sighs]
I kind of believe him.
Rain, what are you sayin'?
I-- I believe-- I believe him.
-Mm-hm, I hear you. -I think you should listen to him, Kimmie.
Okay.
[Rain sighs]
Just think about it.
He wants me to go back to the club.
They will kill me.
He does?
Yes.
[Rain] Mm.
Maybe he can protect you.
How can he protect me without letting them know anything?
[Rain] Mm.
You're right.
All I want is my sister, and then we getting out of here.
Okay?
-Where are we going? -Anywhere.
You know where she is?
No, I don't know yet.
And I lost my damn phone.
How?
Don't worry about it.
[sighs]
Kimmie, you need to talk to him.
Yeah, I hear you, Rain. I hear you.
Just think about it.
You wanna take my phone?
Yeah, I need to see if Angel called.
Mm. You know the password.
[Kimmie sighs]
[Rain sighs]
I can't keep my eyes open.
Rest. Get some rest.
Okay. [exhales]
-I'm right here. -Mm.
Okay.
[Angel on voicemail] Shit, Kimmie, where you at? I have your sister.
She's here at the club. I need to try to get out of here. Call me.
Oh my God.
[breathing shakily]
[upbeat song plays over speakers]
[patrons cheering and chattering loudly]
[Felicia] Nigga.
-Where the fuck she at? -Who?
-Don't play with me. -Oh, that girl?
Yes. Where is she?
-I don't know. -Nigga, you supposed to be watching her.
I did. She said she was fine.
I'mma tell you right now, if she left here…
How's she gonna leave?
Delinda and Body ain't here to watch her.
What do you want me to do about it?
I'mma get my boyfriend to beat your ass if I get in trouble.
She's around here. Go make your fucking money.
Nigga, I'm calling Body.
Call her.
-And I'mma tell her you took her. -I didn't do nothing to her.
Yeah, a'ight, with this stupid shit.
I'm callin' her.
Okay, fine. Call her.
-Shit, Angel, pick up. -[line rings]
[phone rings]
-Rain. -No, it's Kimmie.
-You found her? -Yeah, but you better hurry the hell up.
-No, I'm on my way. Where is she? -Shit.
-I hid her in the closet. -Can you get her out of there?
I-- I can try, but Felicia is looking for her.
Nigga, don't try. Do. Get her out.
All right, I got-- I got her.
-You sure they don't know where she's at? -I got this. Just-- Just trust me.
Angel, do not let them find her.
She's in the closet. They're not gonna look there.
-I wanna talk to her. -I can't fucking go in there.
I shouldn't even be on this phone right now.
Just hurry up, please.
-I'm coming now. -Hurry up, please.
Shit. [inhales sharply]
I'm coming. [breathes deeply]
[dramatic music playing]
-What the hell was that? -Don't start, Mallory.
[chuckling]
-I don't give a shit about that man. -That was very obvious, Roy.
You didn't have to piss him off.
He can't do shit, Mallory.
You know he'll figure out a way.
No, he won't.
That will's ironclad,
so he can't do shit.
You wanna know why?
-Why? -Because I tried.
-You tried? -Yes, I tried.
You dumb as shit.
Just dumb as shit.
You know, I got a question. Why are you even here anyway?
-Oh. -Hm? Why are you here?
The cameras ain't here.
You ain't gotta worry about keeping up with your facade
and your little lousy-ass image.
You know what? Get the fuck out of my fucking room.
-You shut the fuck up. -[Roy grunts]
-Does it hurt? Huh? -[Roy grunts]
-You a crazy motherfucker. -Does it hurt, bitch?
Say it again.
Get the fuck out of my fucking room.
Fuck off me.
[breathing heavily] Yeah.
[chuckles] Okay.
Okay. [chuckles]
What the fuck?
What are you doing?
I'm staying my fucking ass here.
[Roy laughing]
[door opens]
[footsteps approaching]
[door closes]
Shit.
[sighs]
Great.
[sighs]
♪ Money, money, money all the time What I'm thinking about ♪
♪ Bitches on my mind all the time All I think about ♪
♪ Pull up in the whip, new drip… ♪
[Felicia] There he go.
-Tell him. -What?
Where is she?
Where's who?
-He gonna play stupid. -I don't know what you're talking about.
-Nigga, you know what I'm talking 'bout. -No, I don't.
-Where is she? -You better tell him.
Angel.
I don't know.
-Are you playing with me? -No.
[Felicia] He be lyin'.
-Hey, what's your name again? -Felicia.
Felicia, go to work. I got this.
-You wait till Delinda and Body get here. -I said go to work.
I'm goin'.
♪ All I fuck is money all really day ♪
Look, man.
What?
I know you know where she is.
No, I don't.
-You keep playing with me. -I don't know what you're talking about.
-I don't know-- -I know you're friends with Kimmie.
I know that's her sister.
She didn't leave, so where is she?
I'm telling you, I don't know.
Okay. Okay.
Stop wasting my fucking time!
-Bro, I don't fucking know! -Yeah, okay.
[glass shattering]
-[Angel] Ah, fuck! Get the fuck off me! -Yeah, you fuck--
What the hell, man? What the hell?
This bitch did something with Kimmie's sister.
-What? -No, I didn't. I keep telling him that.
Where is she?
-I don't fucking know! -Yeah, okay.
-Come on. Stop that shit. -Get the fuck off me.
-Get the fuck on the stage. -It's not my turn to--
Get on the fucking stage.
[tense music playing]
["Shenanigans" by YungVeli ft Dame Hossana playing]
[song ends] s" by YungVeli ft Dame Hossana playing]