[coughing]
[grunting]
[breathes deeply]
Are you okay?
[exhales sharply] No.
Do I need to get the doctor?
No, no.
[inhales deeply]
You can't help me.
[chuckles] But you just did.
Are you sure about that?
Are you kidding me?
Do you know how much joy this has given me? [chuckles]
I… I mean, I can't really tell right now.
[inhales deeply] Oh no. My, uh…
My cancer's eating away at my body, but my soul is happy.
[chuckles softly]
Did you see the look on their faces?
Yeah, I did.
They looked like they were devastated to me.
And that makes me wanna fight to live
just to see that every damn day.
I got those sons of bitches.
All of them.
Are they that bad?
You have no idea.
[breathes deeply]
Kimmie's gonna be all right?
[inhales deeply]
[exhales deeply]
My father, there's a lot of stipulations in his will.
Anything happens to her, they won't get their shares.
They won't touch her.
If not, I would have been dead a long time ago.
Okay, that's fine for me, but what about my sister and Rain?
Don't worry.
No.
I need them protected, and I want it in writing.
Okay, um…
My father's will, uh, can't be touched or objected to…
but mine can be.
Okay, I'll, uh…
I'll add them to be protected.
That's… That's what I wanna do.
And Angel?
Um…
Angel is good. Yeah.
Where is he?
I actually don't know.
[Horace] Well, you should find him.
Um, I wanna see him.
All right.
I'll call him.
[gasps] Also, we need to talk about you saying I'm their new boss.
[chuckling]
[coughing]
Ah, did you see their faces when I said that part? [snickers]
Yeah, I did, but--
You want her to run the company?
Horace, I don't know nothing about running a company.
It's all right. I got the right people in place, uh, who will help you.
And who is that?
[hesitates]
I'll fill you in, but I… I… I need to rest now.
All right.
[sighs] And, um, find Angel.
He's not answering.
We'll find him.
Find him.
Okay, you should head to the house.
The house?
Yes. Uh…
Um, James, um, my… my butler, is there.
-You have a butler? -[Horace] Yes.
He's got the place all set up, um, for all of you.
Wait, what?
[inhales sharply] Yes.
[chuckling] Shit, I'm getting out of here.
There's a driver out there.
His name is, uh, Alex, and, uh, he works for Jules.
-Oh, hell no. -[Horace] Hold on.
I've had him checked out.
He's a real cop. He just got caught up.
But yeah, he's got some, uh… some special skills I wanna use.
Nah. I don't wanna be around nobody that works for Jules.
Right.
[Horace] No, you two listen.
It's not about who you can trust,
'cause you can't trust none of these motherfuckers.
It's about leverage,
and we've got a lot on him.
Okay?
Now… [inhales deeply]
…the first thing I'm gonna teach you
is gonna be the hardest for you and Angel to learn.
It's easy to play games with a nigga who looks at what's in front of him,
but I'm gonna teach you how to look around corners
and into the future.
Leverage is the way.
[unsettling music playing]
Son of a bitch.
[Olivia] Who is that girl?
-I don't know. You wanna tell your mother? -Mallory, chill.
-Well, somebody better tell me something. -[Mallory] Oh, what about you, Jules?
You have the pleasure.
Maybe we should go to your place to discuss this.
I would agree.
-That's fine. -I don't want your Black ass at my house.
-Roy-- -How the fuck did you let this happen?
Because I didn't know.
[contemplative music playing]
Bullshit.
-He didn't. -You would know that, huh?
He didn't know, okay? He tried to warn me.
Well, if he didn't know, how did he try to warn you?
I… I, uh, certainly didn't know it was all of this.
I found out this morning just like the rest of you.
[Norman] This is some bullshit.
My wife dies, and he gets married.
Now, I wanna know who she is. I wanna know everything about her.
And what is this shit about her being our boss?
Yeah, that part.
She is his wife, and he can put anyone in as CEO that he wants.
Even though she doesn't know a thing about what that means?
Or how to spell it.
-I've seen her somewhere before. -Where?
I don't know, but I have.
[scoffs] I can't believe this bullshit.
As I suggested before, maybe we should go somewhere else to discuss this.
[intriguing music playing]
Rain.
Jules.
How are you?
How do I look?
Alive.
That's more than I can say for some.
Do you two know each other?
[Rain] Oh, yeah.
We go way back.
So perhaps you should remember that in your tone.
Yeah.
Okay, who is Alex?
That would be me.
Come with me.
What do you want with him? He's my driver.
Get another one.
He works for me.
And you work for Kimmie now.
Wow.
Right, Jules?
[suspenseful music building]
[inhales deeply]
Kimmie.
Mrs. Bellarie, motherfucker.
[music intensifies]
[music halts]
Oh my goodness, the language.
She got more where that came from.
Are these your sons?
[chuckling] Unfortunately. No, yes, they are.
Then I'm sure you've heard worse than that shit.
[unsettling music playing]
I don't think we've met.
Hi, I'm Mallory.
I know who you are.
Welcome to the family.
[Charles] Now I remember.
Didn't I see you shaking your ass on a pole at Delinda's?
Didn't I see you coming out of the bathroom
with one of the male dancers
with traces of coke on your nose, wiping your mouth?
-Oh, she quick. I might like you. -[Kimmie scoffs]
All right, bitch, I like you. [chuckles]
I got your bitch.
Horace wants to see you.
Who? Me?
I'm looking at you.
[music continues]
Go talk to the doctor, and I'll be back.
[dramatic sting]
[music fades]
-That bitch really took my fucking driver. -That's not all she's gonna take.
-This shit don't make no damn sense. -[chuckling] I'll say.
It is… [inhales deeply]
[sighs loudly]
-What's funny? -This… This family.
Mm. [chuckles]
-Then why are you a part of it, Mallory? -Go to hell.
Oh, shit, that's right. That's right.
'Cause you broke as shit. If you didn't have me, you would--
Nigga, please. If I didn't have you, what?
-What? -You heard me.
I heard yo ass. I'd be sitting on a yacht with a billionaire if I didn't have you.
[Roy chuckles] Hmm.
[Mallory muttering]
-Sitting on a yacht with a billionaire? -I would be.
-Oh, shit. Uh-huh. -That's what I would be doing.
-What you doing? -You have my permission. Do that.
Why'd you take your ring off? What the hell? I will…
You know, you underestimate the power of a beautiful woman, Roy.
-I don't. -That's what the hell you do.
-Not shit. -Whatever.
You know what? You'd be on that yacht for a day. A day.
Then he'd throw your ass overboard before you even finished your first drink.
Look at… Look at my darn husband. Look at you though.
[chuckling] This is some funny shit.
You were sleeping with a whore that was sleeping with yo damn daddy.
-[chuckles] -Ew. What's that…
How you let Jules do that to you?
-He didn't do shit. -How you let him do that to you?
And he did do shit, because you asked him to set you up, and that's what he did.
He set you up. That's what he did.
-Will you shut up, Mallory? -No, I'm not gonna shut up.
Jules a nasty-ass bastard. Look at… [chuckling] He a nasty-ass.
He got you and Horace
running up in the same whore that works at a strip club.
Isn't that nasty? You better tell me every fucking thing too.
And I mean everything.
I ain't saying shit to you.
-You know I'mma find out anyway, right? -Then do it.
-Like I always do. -Then do it.
Stop with the threats. Just… Just fucking do it.
If you gonna do it, do it. You got all these threats.
-There ain't no threat. -All you do is threat.
But now we got this bitch…
-Then do it, Mallory. -…coming to the company,
and I gotta see her ass every day.
-She ain't gonna do shit. She's not. -She's gonna come to the company.
She's gonna be in your daddy's office that's right across from mine.
I wish she would. I'd throw her ass out the fucking window.
-Oh, like she did yo ass? -Damn right.
If you throw her out the window, then all our shares are gone.
[tense music playing]
You know whose fault this really is? It's that big musclehead-ass nigga.
-That's whose fault it is. -Ain't no big musclehead. It's your daddy.
It's Horace. He did this because your ass taunted him.
It ain't my fault.
-It is your fault. -Shit.
When your ass was laying in that hospital bed taunting him,
I told you he would do this.
-Are you through? -I'm not.
I'm actually not at all, 'cause I bet your ass a million dollars
that he's gonna make sure you and Charles are out that damn will.
-He can't do that. -He can. You didn't think he'd do this.
-I wish that nigga would die. -Don't… Don't say that.
You don't want that.
-Yes, I do. -No, you don't.
Because then we'll be stuck with that whore Kimmie running the damn company.
And trust me, you don't want that.
I can't believe this shit.
[ominous music playing]
[music fades]
[Kimmie] Thank you.
Um…
I'm gonna go check on Rain and my sister.
No, no. Hold on.
Attorney Varney, I need you to add Sylvie, Rain, and Angel to my will
as part of our family.
Yes, sir.
So they can be protected from the others.
Yes, sir. Will do.
And I need it tight.
I'll use the same language your father used, sir.
-It'll be airtight. -[Horace] Good.
When can you do it?
I can get on it as soon as I leave here, sir.
Okay. I need it done today.
Absolutely.
[foreboding music playing]
I want you to tell her everything.
Wait.
How do I know if he's gonna tell me everything?
[siren wailing in the distance]
You can leave.
Yes, sir.
Kimmie, I told you not to ask me questions like that in front of other people.
You can't trust none of these motherfuckers.
Now, I'm gonna be in yo ass.
You got a lot to learn before I die.
I'm not gonna be here that long.
And I don't have time to worry about hurting your feelings. You got me?
Yeah.
[breathing shakily] Yes.
Now, what he doesn't know
is that I've got another firm.
Everything that he tells me, I have three lawyers verify it.
Let him tell you everything.
Pay attention. Record it if you have to.
Then you go to the firm and you ask them questions.
You play 'em against each other.
Okay. Got it.
They don't like him because he's so smart, but you verify everything.
Got it.
Did you find Angel yet?
No, not yet.
Okay, you should…
You should go to the house.
I have one more issue.
What?
That night when Jules was chasing me, I stole a car.
There was a man in the back seat,
and he's the father-in-law of someone named Daniel Lakeland.
How do you know that?
Angel saw it on the news. That's why I have on this hat and coat.
Where's the car now?
It was in the parking garage last I knew.
What?
Angel went to go check on it.
All right, y-y-you, uh…
You head to the house, and… and, uh, I'll… I'll handle it.
Okay.
Thank you. [sighs]
[Kimmie breathing shakily]
[music fades]
Call Charles.
[line ringing]
[phone buzzing]
[sighs]
What?
Are you there?
[tense music playing]
Mm, am I where?
At your brother's house, Charles.
-I ain't going over there. -[Varney] Charles.
Look, I need to get some rest. I'm going to the club tonight.
Are you taking this seriously?
Well, shit, he married her. What can I do? It's done.
Charles, you need to be thinking about this.
I don't need to think about shit but where my next piece of ass is coming from.
I also think I want Chinese tonight.
Charles…
[Charles] Look, Varney,
you told me.
You tried to warn me.
Why did you tell them that?
Well, you did.
Yeah, but I told you in confidence.
Well… [inhales deeply]
Charles, you can't tell them the shit that I'm telling you.
Okay, I'm sorry.
Maybe I just won't tell you shit.
That would be great.
-Charles… -[Charles] Look, I gotta go.
Charles, are you going over there or what?
Look, I got another call on the other line.
You don't have anybody on the other line, Charles.
It's not a telephone line, it's a line of coke.
Okay.
Bye, Varney.
Bye.
[inhales deeply]
[sighs]
[thunder rumbling]
[woman] Well, you're doing better.
So we can discharge you.
-That's it? That's all I need? -Well, we'll need to do a follow-up.
-Okay, I'll come back. -Stay on the blood thinners,
-and if you have any pain… -I'll come back to see you.
Okay, good.
Oh, did I come with any clothes?
Uh, no, actually. But I'll have the nurse bring you something to wear home.
-Okay. Thank you. -[doctor] Sure.
Hey.
Home?
I can't wait to see what that looks like.
-Yeah, it looks crazy online. -Let me see.
[Sylvie] You see the horses?
-That's nothing. -[Rain] Wow.
Wait till y'all see it in person.
-Well, shit, let's go. I'm ready. -Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
How do you feel about this driver situation?
The Alex dude?
Look, we in this shit now.
He said to trust the man, so we just gotta see what he's talking about.
I don't know, Rain.
Kimmie, the man just married you without a prenup.
If this is even all legit.
[Rain] It is.
Things are finally going good for us. Can we just go with it?
I'll go with it when he makes sure you two are straight.
He will.
You say he will like you know him, Rain. You do not know this man.
Kimmie, I know we gotta trust somebody. Shit. I'm ready to do this.
This man got a mansion and horses we can ride without getting paid.
Let's go.
Let's get out of here.
[Rain] Hey, nurse, where my clothes at?
[hip-hop beats playing]
-This place is far out. -[music halts]
Yeah, but it's worth it.
Why you say that?
Well, when you see it, you'll know why.
So how long have you worked for Jules?
I'm a cop for the city of Chicago, ma'am.
-Should I ask him again? -Yeah, you should.
How long have you worked for Jules?
[suspenseful music playing]
I don't work for Jules. I work for the Bellarie family.
[scoffs] Okay, so he on that shit.
What?
Nothing.
-Why are you speaking to him like that? -'Cause this nigga don't wanna talk.
He's Japanese.
He's a nigga.
Only niggas work for Jules.
What is your racial background?
I'm Japanese.
Nah, you got some soul in there somewhere.
[tense music playing]
I'm Black and Dutch.
See? Nigga.
Japanigga.
You do know I know who you are, right?
You mean besides my name?
I was at Delinda's, hiding behind a couch
the night that you and the other so-called cop
came in there looking for somethin' for Jules.
I heard y'all talking.
Well, if you remember correctly, I was telling Officer Trackson
that everything you'd been through,
I don't blame you for what you did.
What did she do?
She broke a very expensive table, young lady.
You know, I think you're gonna really love the house.
They live a really lavish lifestyle.
Save all the small talk.
We keeping an eye on you.
I'm glad you are.
We don't like or trust you.
I can understand that.
One wrong move…
Yeah.
I got it.
And who been running the club now that Delinda's…
table is broke?
There's a lot of broken furniture here.
[Alex] Nobody really.
We were there last night trying to hold it all together.
[Rain] Hm.
"Hm" what?
-Nothing. -Nah, what?
[Rain scoffs]
I know you.
I know you do.
So this table can't be repaired?
[Kimmie tsks]
Not a chance.
What about Body?
Body's in the hospital.
She in the hospital?
[Alex] Yeah.
She's alive?
Yeah, from what I heard.
[Rain] Hm.
I guess her table didn't break as bad.
More broken ta-- What are y'all doing?
Where these tables come from, IKEA?
Well, I guess we gonna have to pay somebody a little visit.
No, we don't. We ain't visiting nobody, Rain.
Kimmie, you got unfinished business with her, and I do too.
And I'll handle it.
No, you already done broke a table. Can I at least break a chair?
What the hell are y'all talking about?
Amazon orders, girl. Be quiet.
[mouthing]
You know Daga?
Daga? No.
They call her the Pump Queen.
No, I don't, but I can find her.
Yeah, you do that.
I need to have a word with both of them.
All right, I'm on it.
[pensive music playing]
[music fades]
Where the hell are they? Left before I did.
Call them.
I did.
Why the hell are we meeting here anyway?
Because we need to figure this shit out.
What we need to figure out is how to take his ass down.
Oh, Norman.
Oh, wait a minute. Didn't you try to rob him?
-Are you still on that? -Huh?
You know damn well he don't carry that much money at that safe house.
-Just get out of my face. -Are you broke?
[scoffs] Hell no.
You are broke, aren't you?
You never did keep your money very well.
Are you gambling again?
Is this a conversation you want to have with me?
-This is a conversation we having. -I am not broke.
[chuckling]
Wait, so you are over-leveraged,
and you need that money every month.
Are you done?
Come on, you can tell me.
You know what? Maybe if I ran an illegal operation out of a strip club,
I'd have extra cash too, just like you.
Okay, okay, this is about greed then.
You know the last motherfucker who said that to me had to get in the bag.
You still doing that old-school shit I taught you?
Do you want me to get a bag for you?
[tense music playing]
How much money do you need?
All of it, you greedy motherfucker.
Just like you want it all, and you will stop at nothing to get it.
Baby, we both in the will.
Well, then you know exactly why we're here.
[car approaching]
[dog barking]
[crow caws]
-Here comes the colon sculpture. -Shut up.
-Are they not here? -They're on their way.
Shit, I'm going back home.
-Wait a minute. Here they come. -[car approaching]
[suspenseful music playing]
-What… Where the hell is Attorney Varney? -[Roy groans]
[Roy] We'll talk about it inside, Mom.
-[keys jingling] -[lock clicks]
[breathes deeply]
[exhales]
Oh, there you are.
-You're nasty. -Shut up.
Excuse me. He wanted to see me.
About what?
Well, he wanted to add some people to the will.
-What? -He wanted to protect them from you all.
Well, you better make sure that shit is airtight for us.
You need to ask the right questions.
And what are the questions, dear? Hm?
Why the fuck he protecting them?
The question is, who are the people, Varney?
Well, the people you saw in the room, and someone named Angel.
-Who? Angel? -Yeah.
-Hm. -He didn't have his last name for him.
-Okay, that's odd. -But he's gonna get it for me later.
And what does this Angel look like?
I have no idea.
Hm.
What is it, little brother? Is that name turning you on?
Well, the Angel I know does some--
Look, look, I do not wanna hear no disgusting shit right now.
He works at the club with Kimmie.
-What? -[Charles] Yeah.
Well, what kind of club is this?
-I could take you there. -[Olivia] Will you just stop it?
This is serious.
I am too. I'm going tonight.
We don't wanna hear this shit.
You old nigga. Do your ears even work? Shut up.
Look, you little motherfucker, I'll come over there and whoop your mother--
-Norman, please. -Whoa, hey, hey, hey, hey. Calm down.
-Calm down. -[Olivia] Lord, have mercy.
I cannot believe that he married some whore just to get even.
No, he did it to get ahead.
Well, then we all know that it isn't love, so surely we can challenge it.
-You know, that's what we should do. -Let's hear what the attorney has to say.
Mallory, don't talk to me like I'm fucking stupid.
Well, I don't want the attorney, Varney, in here.
-You just shut the fuck up. -He's a damn quack, Mom.
Listen, can we contest it?
Have… Have the man committed and say he's incompetent.
That's exactly what we should do. He don't even know this bitch.
Attorney Varney.
[inhales]
Well, that's why he wanted the witnesses there…
and a judge to do a cognitive test to prove that he's in his right mind.
Obviously, he's not in his right mind
if he doing this stupid-ass shit with that bitch.
Okay, so there's nothing that we can do legally?
I'm afraid not.
He protected his shares and diluted some of yours.
This son of a bitch.
How much?
Well, him being the eldest son, he exercised his 10%.
Well, it's not as bad as I thought. [sighs]
From each of you.
Each of us?
-Shit. -I'm afraid so.
-What? -10% for me is…
Do you know how much money I'll be losing?
No, that's all of us.
This motherfucker. This shit is not over with.
Who is this bitch? I wanna know everything about her.
This is only the beginning.
You know what?
-I'm not standing for this. -[door opens]
Hell no. I am not doing it.
[Mallory clears throat]
[door closes]
Okay, well, um… [sighs]
[clicks tongue]
I guess you'll explain to me how this messes with my money.
-I'll get you those numbers later. -[Charles] Great.
Ooh, can you make it soon, please?
'Cause I'm going out tonight.
So… Excuse me.
-Thank you. -[Roy clears throat]
[suspenseful music playing]
Are you a fucking mannequin, nigga?
Why you still standing there?
Go ruin someone else's life, man.
That'll be all, Attorney Varney. Thank you.
Just give me a call if you learn anything else.
Will do.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Don't call her, nigga. Call me.
Excuse me?
Did you not hear me, nigga? Don't ever call my wife again.
Now bounce, bro.
Bounce. What…
-[Mallory] Why are you such an asshole? -Damn.
-Hm. Let me ask you something. -[door opens, closes]
Did you know that big nigga was fucking my wife?
-What? -[Roy] Yeah.
Why don't we just all hop on this lie train?
-I'm not telling no lie. -You are a liar.
But why don't we get to the truth?
The truth is, like I told you in the car,
the motherfucking bitch that you were sleeping with
is now married to your father!
Isn't this some sick shit?
You and your daddy fucking the same piece of pussy.
[Roy chuckles softly]
[inhales sharply] Let me talk to you.
-Sure. -[Mallory] Uh, um…
-[Jules] In my office? -Garage.
No, you don't. Not in private.
-Mallory, what-- -What did I say?
You better be careful. Your mother's not here.
What the fuck that supposed to mean?
And what is that, your… your resting bitch face?
No.
This is my "I'm looking at a stupid motherfucker" face.
-I'm stupid? -You stupid motherfucker.
I wanna know everything about this bitch.
-And I mean every damn thing. -Wha… What are you, the president?
No, I'm the fixer, and I fix all your shit.
I fix your father's shit, I fix your mother's shit,
the company shit.
So I am the shit.
Are you done?
Yeah, I am. I'm done with you. Years ago.
But, Jules, there is one thing I couldn't fix.
How's your erectile dysfunction going?
It works perfectly, with another woman.
-Like I said, let's talk. -No, the fuck--
-I'mma follow right behind your ass. -Mallory, let me talk to him.
But you know what, Jules?
Do you know how disappointing it is to have a man with a dick that curves?
-You should-- -I don't know anything about that.
Let me just talk to him for a second.
-No. -Let… Let me just-- Please, please.
-Let me-- -Fine. Fuck it. Talk.
[exhales]
Jules, Jules, Jules.
-I know, I know, I know. -No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
No, no, you don't know.
-Did you set him up? -What did I tell you?
I don't give a damn what you told me. Did you put that bitch in his bed?
Why would I do that?
Yeah, you did it. Mm-hmm.
Just think about it. I wouldn't do that.
No, no, you would do some shit like that. That's the thing, you would.
Roy, you need to calm down, all right? I can always get you another girl.
That's the thing, I don't trust you no more.
Matter of fact, I've been working on one for you.
You gonna love her.
Submissive, do anything you want.
You said that about the last girl, and look at the situation we in right now.
Yeah, I know, but this one is a for sure, for sure. I'm telling you.
Yeah, if you say so.
Come on. You know me.
I do know you, Jules. I do.
And like I said, look at the fucking situation we in right now.
She literally lives with my fucking father.
Let me just set it up.
Go to the hotel.
You gonna love her. Just give me a couple of days.
A couple of days, huh?
Roy.
Roy, you need to calm down. I know you got a lot going on.
I do.
So do what you need to do, and get in the hotel and just do your job.
Okay?
Done.
And another thing,
that nigga that was driving my wife around, the tall one…
-Yeah, what about him? -I don't wanna see him again.
Okay, he's gone.
And I mean it.
Okay.
I gotta go.
Okay, I got it. [clears throat]
[under breath] Sheesh.
-Is she still in there? -Mm-hmm.
[door closes]
Fucking junkies.
[gate buzzes]
[dramatic music playing]
What's up, Trackson?
Yo, yo, what the hell? What did y'all get him on?
He was in the stolen car that Lakeland was in.
-What? -[officer] Oh yeah.
You got yourself in some deep shit, boy.
[scoffs] Tell me about it.
[tense music playing]
[cell phone ringing]
Yeah.
Jules.
You won't believe this.
I don't got time for small talk.
Angel is here.
Where is he?
He's here at the police station.
They arrested him for the Lakeland carjacking.
You keep him right there. I'm on my way.
I'll be here. I got him.
[dramatic sting]
[music fades]
[dog barking]
["And What" by TBOSS playing]
[line ringing]
♪ You feel that? ♪
♪ Aye, sweet on my nigga Tell him thank you for the hit ♪
♪ And what? ♪
♪ Breaking up, nigga We ain't breaking this ♪
♪ Come try your luck If you bust ♪
♪ When we finish We gonna touch, after that… ♪
[cell phone ringing]
Hello.
Hi. May I speak to Felicia?
Who this is?
Mallory.
Who?
The lady on the perm box.
Oh, shit. Hey.
Hi. [chuckles softly]
[Felicia] What's up?
I have $1,000 for you.
Well, shit, you need to bring that to me.
[sighs] Look, you haven't called me about Kimmie.
Oh. 'Cause I ain't seen her.
Oh, no?
[Felicia] Well, actually, I did see her.
But look, you gonna have to tell me what you want all this information for.
-[sighs] Listen, do you want the money? -[Felicia] Hell yeah.
Yeah, okay, then tell me.
[tsks]
Mm, I don't talk without cash.
Most whores don't.
[Felicia] Excuse me?
Just give me that money.
[Mallory] I'll meet you with it.
Nah. I ain't that stupid.
Actually, I think you are.
-What? -[Mallory] Do you want the money or not?
Hell yeah. In my damn hand.
How about we do this?
Why don't you tell me a little something,
then I'll come meet you with the money and then you can tell me the rest?
[chuckles] Now, why would I do that?
Felicia, it's business. It's like a deposit.
Depo-- Do you know how much money I make at the club?
I also know that your throat is sore when you do,
and you need a trip to the clinic.
[Felicia] Clinic?
You know what? You a real bitch.
No, I am.
And I'm offering you the kind of money
to where you don't have to run to the clinic after.
[Felicia] Man, I ain't fucking with you.
Will you fuck with $3,000?
I wouldn't care if it was $10,000.
If I ain't got that money in my hand, baby, I ain't telling you shit.
How about this?
What's your address? I can come and get it from you.
I'm not giving you my address. You not coming here.
Well, then, get off my phone.
[Mallory] Listen, I--
♪ Thank you for the hit ♪
♪ Breaking up, nigga You ain't breaking this ♪
♪ Come try your luck if you-- ♪
[tense music playing]
Did this girl hang up?
-Siri, redial her 10,000 times. -[Siri chimes]
[music stops]
[breathily whistling]
[groans]
[door closes]
Ah. [chuckles]
What up?
What a day.
You ain't gonna pour me one? [chuckles]
Do you know what I love?
What? Me?
How you just be walking in here like this yo house.
Well, it ain't gonna be yours either if you don't start taking this seriously.
And what does that mean?
[Varney sighs]
Charles, you got diluted by 10%.
And what does that mean?
Um. about $8 million.
[sighs] Well, okay.
Do you know what that means?
[clicks tongue]
Mm, you just told me.
Charles, do you even look at the accounts?
Let me explain this to you,
as I have over and over again.
You get a certain amount of money each month based on your shares.
If that goes down, as it has,
you're not going to be able to afford this house,
or your cars,
or your whores,
or your drugs.
Okay, well, make sure that shit don't happen. Shit.
[scoffs]
And again, you not taking this seriously.
You know all them numbers and shit give me a headache. I don't know.
Okay, good.
Why should I care if you don't?
You better care.
[exhales]
Why should I if you don't?
Varney, I appreciate you looking out for me.
Okay? But…
-[sighs] -But what?
Hm?
Aren't you worried about your car being parked out front?
No.
I told them I was coming over here to talk to you. And it's in your garage.
The fuck you park in my garage for?
Why not?
You got an empty space 'cause of the Lambo, right?
Oh yeah. You remember that night.
Chasing your whores, car gets shot up.
We think you're dead. You know, all that shit.
All that bullshit you keep putting us through. Remember that?
That's why it's in the garage.
[Charles exhales deeply]
All right, so I guess your little excuse worked, huh?
It's not an excuse.
[Charles] Hm.
I came over here to talk to you. Again.
If you say so.
[dispiriting music playing]
[sighs]
Where you going?
Take a nap.
How the hell am I supposed to help you help yourself?
Well…
you know how horny I get.
I'm talking about with money, Charles.
That's not what I need right now.
[Varney scoffs]
[music continues]
You do know your dad is in the hospital?
And he's dying.
You know that, right?
[clicks tongue] Yeah.
But all you can think about is sex.
And I'll be thinking about sex at his funeral.
Do you wanna fuck or not?
I really… I really don't understand you. [chuckles]
I bet you understand this ass.
Well, if you wanna fuck, I'll be in the bedroom. If not, leave.
Hey, your dad is dying. You know that, right?
[door opens]
So all you think about is sex?
[door closes]
Shit.
Why my dumb ass keep falling for this shit?
[sighs]
[serene music playing]
[birds chirping]
[Sylvie] Wow. This is his house?
[chuckles]
[Kimmie] Why they just standing there like that?
-Like a scary movie kind of. -[Rain laughing] Right?
Secure.
Welcome.
[horse neighs]
[Kimmie] Damn.
What?
I just-- I just never seen it in the daytime.
I know. What kind of fairy tale shit is this?
I told you it was special.
Hello, Mrs. Bellarie.
[gasps] Oh.
[breathing shakily] Hello. Hi.
Are you James?
Yes, I'm James. James the butler, ma'am.
I'm told that you have no bags.
No, we don't.
Well, Mr. Bellarie wanted me to assure that you have all that you need.
Let me introduce you to your staff.
Lydia, she's your chef.
John is your sous chef.
Margaret is the head of housekeeping.
And this is Glen. He and his team take care of the grounds and the stables.
[Rain grunts]
-[whispering] Shh, chill. -Oh, what's that old shack doing up there?
Look kind of out of place.
Well, that's actually the house that Mr. Bellarie's father grew up in.
His great-grandfather bought all this land.
Quite a feat for a former slave, wouldn't you say?
And all the family's mansions are built on this property.
All the mansions that we just passed?
[James] Yes.
That's all the family's?
[James] Yes, ma'am.
Wait, so Roy lives on this road?
He's the first house that you pass on the right.
He and his lovely wife Mallory live there.
[Kimmie] Mallory?
What's she like?
She is delightful. You will love her.
She already does.
Rain.
-You do. -[James chuckles]
And this is Whitman. He's the head of security.
They don't talk?
-Girl, shut up. -[Sylvie chuckles]
-This is incredible. -They just standing there.
[Kimmie exhales]
Let's get you all inside.
I'll be here if you need anything.
[quietly] Okay, they're heading inside.
So how is she?
I don't know yet.
-You'll be appointed to her team? -Yeah.
Okay. Well, come on.
I'll show you the ropes and where you'll be staying.
All right, let's go.
You got any military experience?
[R&B music playing]
[Charles sighs, chuckles]
[kissing]
Mm, you are something else.
Yeah.
You know you need to get some curtains for this house, right?
There's not another house that can see in here.
Okay. [chuckles]
[inhales deeply]
[sighs]
You big old freak.
[both chuckle]
I'm just a freak for you.
[chuckles]
So, what was this all about?
What do you mean?
You come in here seducing me. You up to somethin'.
Huh.
If I ain't mistaken,
you seduced me just now.
[chuckles]
Mm.
So, what's up? Tell me.
You don't get it.
You still don't get it, do you?
No, I get it.
-Get it? -Mm-hmm.
What is it that you get?
-[clears throat] -Tell me.
You don't want me to go out.
Nigga, I never want you to go out.
[chuckles]
[tense music playing]
What is it you wanna tell me? Hm?
That I love you.
Oh, that. Excuse me.
-Excuse me. -[Varney scoffs]
Charles, come on. [scoffs]
What do you mean…
"Oh, that"?
Huh?
Look, that's not gonna keep me from going out tonight, so…
Hm.
Um…
[sighs] Will I ever be enough for you?
No.
[Charles inhales deeply]
[sighs]
Bitch.
[scoffs] What do you mean, "no"?
Look, I wanna get some rest.
[grunts]
[pensive music playing]
Why?
'Cause I put it on you, right?
[chuckles softly]
I wanna get some rest so I can be up all night.
What? Get off me. [chuckles]
[chuckling]
[chuckling] Fuck you.
Fuck you, dude.
-Fuck you. -Varney, Varney.
-Shit. -Varney.
What? [muttering]
You just did.
I mean, but not good enough for me to stay.
Oh, Charles, you know what? You're a piece of shit.
Why do I fuck with you? [scoffs]
Because I got you wrapped around my finger.
Yeah, you keep believing this shit.
I do. It's true.
You better be glad I need some rest.
Let you fuck me again, bwoy.
-You'll be back, Varney. -[scoffs]
See you later, Varney.
You wanna fuck me, Varney.
["Thrill" by Hoaxed ft. Max Mill playing]
[Roy] What the fuck did I just hear?
♪ Walkin' through the city streets ♪
♪ Neon lights, crowded seats ♪
♪ Every face has a story to tell ♪
♪ There's people that I gotta meet ♪
♪ Places that I gotta be ♪
♪ When I saw you I just tripped and fell ♪
♪ But I'm searching for A different kind of thrill ♪
♪ Like living on a hill ♪
♪ Counting hundred dollar bills ♪
♪ What I'm searching for's A different kind of thrill ♪
♪ Not like poppin' pills Like a million dollar bills ♪
♪ Let's escape the noise I'm not like them other boys ♪
♪ I see that darkness in your eye But I'm not paranoid ♪
♪ I could fulfill your needs ♪
♪ She said, "Don't lie to me" ♪
♪ Then we enter the void Every day is Halloween ♪
♪ Now wait a minute Ooh, I'm back up in it ♪
♪ Ooh, I'm back up in it ♪
♪ Ooh, I'm back up in it, yeah ♪
♪ Now wait a minute Ooh, I'm back up in it ♪
♪ Ooh, I'm back up in it ♪
♪ Ooh, I'm back up in it, yeah ♪
♪ Walking through the city streets ♪
♪ Neon lights, crowded seats ♪
♪ Every face has a story to tell ♪
♪ There's people that I gotta meet ♪
♪ Places that I gotta be ♪
♪ When I saw you I just tripped and fell ♪
♪ But I'm searching for A different kind of thrill ♪
♪ Like living on a hill ♪
♪ Counting hundred dollar bills ♪
♪ What I'm searching for's A different kind of thrill ♪
♪ Not like poppin' pills Like a million dollar bills ♪
♪ Walking through the city streets ♪
♪ Neon lights, crowded seats ♪
♪ Every face has a story to tell ♪
♪ There's people that I gotta meet ♪
♪ Places that I gotta be ♪
♪ When I saw you I just tripped and fell ♪
♪ But I'm searching for A different kind of thrill ♪
♪ Like living on a hill ♪
♪ Counting hundred dollar bills ♪
♪ What I'm searching for's A different kind of thrill ♪
♪ Not like poppin' pills ♪
♪ Like a million dollar bills ♪
[music ends] llion dollar bills ♪