02x09 - High Treason

[bunniefuu]

DEA agents in Los Angeles

arrested Lawrence Canady.

With K-9 off the grid,

that means more people
need more supply.

We taking over
the f*cking nation.

[sly music plays]

Let's take a trip
down memory lane.

sh*t, let's go.

♪ ♪

If you ever in Hotlanta,
hit me up.

I'll show you around.

[Terry] Damn, this sh*t
look like a real crib,

not a g*dd*mn stash house.

[Meech]
Been hiding in plain sight.

[Lucille grunts]

Babe, what the hell's
wrong with you?

[Lucille] You m*therf*cker.

A receipt
from the E-Z Rest Motel?

Mom, Dad, what's going on?

Your father
just got caught lying

about the affair
he's been having.

♪ ♪

[Terry] Southwest all day.

Don't you ever question

my m*therf*cking integrity, n*gga.

You know who the f*ck I am.

♪ ♪

- [muffled shouting]
- Get in.

[Bryant] Kev, I'm home.

I f*cked up, Meech, big-time.
I f*cked up.

- Did you get the g*n?
- No, I didn't get the g*n.

No. His son was in there!

I had to restrain him.

I'll never let nothing
happen to you,

no matter what.

[hip-hop music plays]

♪ ♪

[singer] ♪ Get 'em ♪

[B-Mickie] Whoo!

[singer]
♪ Let me talk my sh*t ♪

♪ Y'all clowns is doo-doo ♪

♪ World premiere
Bust your sh*t like Guru ♪

♪ Breathe on the dice
Street corner life... ♪

[laughter]

♪ Blau, blau, blau


Whoo!

Whoo-hoo!

[singer] ♪ High notes dope ♪

♪ Moving keys
on the flight... ♪

- [tires squealing]
- [person] Whoo-hoo!

[singer]
♪ Since I'm a wanted man ♪

♪ I might let it go
For a hundred a gram ♪

♪ I g--I got to get 'em ♪

I don't care.
B-Mickie's gotta go.

If this sh*t was anybody else,
their ass would be

in the bottom
of the Detroit River right now.

Wait, wait, wait. Hold on.

BMF don't k*ll
no f*cking family members, Tee.

Get that
through your thick-ass head.

What we need to do
is focus on setting up shop

and expanding in ATL
so we can find

- some new lieutenants.
- [Terry] Why?

We can't even trust
the n*gg*s we got now.

And not to mention
we got a batch

- of 500 bricks coming in--
- Exactly, n*gga,

Which I why we need
to lock down

distributors at Freaknik.

n*gga, we could hit up Goldie
or Ty Washington for contacts.

- You ain't thinking.
- Right, right.

I completely understand that.

But you do know, at some point,

Bryant is gonna take
B-Mickie's ass in

and offer him a deal,

either him or us.

Now, are you 1,000% sure
he's gonna stand for that?

I ain't f*cking think so.

We need to take his ass
to Atlanta,

leave him there for good.

♪ ♪

[inhales sharply] Fine.

A'ight, fine.

Was it his idea or yours
to break into my house

and lay hands on my son?

Sorry, you got
the wrong number.

Look here, we got a saying
in the department:

do unto others
till they can't do no more.

And we got a saying
in the streets:

go f*ck yourself.

[singer]
♪ You can walk again... ♪

- [phone beeps]
- p*ssy ass n*gga.

[gearshift clunks, engine revs]

That m*therf*cking Bryant
don't let up, man.

Don't matter, B.
f*ck that n*gga.

I told you I got you.

And that m*therf*cker
can't do sh*t to us

down here at Freaknik.

[gearshift clunks]

B, Atlanta is different, dog.

I'm telling you, you gonna
love it down there, man.

[B-Mickie] Oh, sh*t,
it sound like my kind of spot,

maybe enough
for me to even stay,

you know, expand my horizons.

Especially after that sh*t
after Kato and my moms.

Right.

sh*t, running point
on your own territory

ain't the worst idea
I've heard.

[Older Terry] Giving aid
to one's enemies is treason,

the highest crime
in the nation,

and, in the drug game,
punishable by death.

It's damn near the only thing

D-boys and the American
government agree on.

[person] Yeah, come on!

Speed up! You're almost there.

[singer] ♪ m*therf*cker
I'm a gangsta ♪

[Charlie] ♪ I got everything
On the line ♪

♪ Out here
I'm on the grind ♪

♪ Trying to get mine ♪

♪ At least you could
Wish me luck ♪

♪ A n*gga move the weight ♪

♪ Trying to get the cake ♪

♪ I'm in and out of state ♪

♪ At least you could
Wish me luck ♪

♪ Too many n*gg*s fake ♪

♪ It's hard to tell a snake ♪

♪ One more flip
And I'm straight ♪

♪ At least you could
Wish me luck ♪

♪ I don't go hand to hand ♪

♪ It go gram after gram ♪

♪ Yeah, holla at me, man ♪

♪ At least you could
Wish me luck ♪

♪ Too many n*gg*s fake ♪

♪ It's hard to tell a snake ♪

♪ One more flip
And I'm straight ♪

♪ At least you could
Wish me luck ♪

[50 Cent]
♪ The D's ain't that good ♪

♪ These n*gg*s is ratting ♪

♪ They tell them
What's going on ♪

♪ That's how they know
What's happening ♪

♪ I'm riding
With the top down ♪

♪ Trunk full of yola ♪

♪ Ghetto pharmaceutical ♪

♪ I move that Coca-Cola ♪

♪ Thousand grams of pure ♪

♪ Though I f*ck
With the weirdos ♪

♪ They snort away the pain ♪

♪ Bang their dope
In their vein ♪

♪ Shorty crying
Christmas ain't coming ♪

♪ Her pop's locked up ♪

♪ When it hurts the worst ♪

♪ Your ace find out
She knocked up ♪

♪ Welfare ain't an option ♪

♪ When the Feds
Come knocking ♪

♪ It's all f*cked up
So wish me luck ♪

[Charlie] ♪ At least
You could wish me luck ♪

♪ A n*gga move the weight ♪

♪ Trying to get the cake ♪

♪ I'm in and out of state ♪

♪ At least you could
Wish me luck ♪

♪ Too many n*gg*s fake ♪

♪ It's hard to tell a snake ♪

♪ One more flip
And I'm straight ♪

♪ At least you could
Wish me luck ♪

♪ I don't go hand to hand ♪

♪ It go gram after gram ♪

♪ Yeah, holla at me, man ♪

♪ At least you could
Wish me luck ♪

♪ Too many n*gg*s fake ♪

♪ It's hard to tell a snake ♪

♪ One more flip
And I'm straight ♪

♪ At least you could
Wish me luck ♪

♪ Wish me luck ♪

♪ At least you could
Wish me luck ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, wish me luck ♪

♪ Wish me luck ♪

♪ All you got to do
Is wish me luck, yeah ♪

[hip-hop music playing]

♪ ♪

[Older Terry] When most people
hear "Freaknik,"

they think of honeys,
horny dudes, and hip-hop.

But it wasn't
always like that.

Freaknik started as a picnic
for students at the A-U Center

who couldn't go home
for spring break.

Up until then,
we only knew spring break

through the gaze
of white America.

But Freaknik caught on
and changed all that sh*t.

m*therf*ckers from all over the country

flocked to ATL
the third weekend in April

to have fun, floss, and freak.

That's when
the real problems began,

until it was
eventually shut down.

And here we were.

[Tina] These my girls
from Clark.

Hope y'all don't mind
if they hang.

[Meech] Hell nah. Let's get it.

[singer] ♪ It takes two
To make a thing go right ♪

♪ ♪

♪ It takes two
To make it out of sight ♪

♪ ♪

♪ It takes two
To make a thing go right ♪

♪ ♪

♪ It takes two
To make it out of sight... ♪

- Wait, wait, wait, wait.
- [speaking indistinctly]

[Irene] Relax. What the f*ck?

Yo, you doing a f*cking lot
right now.

- Shh.
- No. What the f*ck is going on?

Get off of me!

- Let me go. What the f*ck?
- [Shane] Come on.

[Irene] Stop, m*therf*cker!

[Meech] What the f*ck
is wrong with you, man?

You can't force a woman
to get down.

[Remi]
What's wrong with you, homeboy?

[Irene]
Yeah, baby. f*ck him up.

- Get the f*ck off me.
- Calm the f*ck down, man.

Man, f*ck you, n*gga.

Listen, putting hands
on a woman is a violation.

But you need to get
the f*ck on.

Or what?
The f*ck you gonna do, n*gga?

I'ma deal with his ass.

But if you keep on talking,

we can add your name
to that list too, n*gga.

[singer] ♪ It takes two
To make it out of sight... ♪

Remi Ransom, n*gga.

Make sure you spell
my sh*t right.

- [scoffs]
- n*gga, that might be too long

to fit on this damn b*llet,

but I mean,
we can figure it out and try.

[Rob Bas] ♪ So what?
I don't care ♪

♪ I'm number one,
The uno, I like comp... ♪

[snorts, spits]

[Rob Base] ♪ Bold and Black
But I won't protect... ♪

[person] Get the f*ck on.

[Rob Base]
♪ All I want is respect... ♪

Man, you see what the f*ck
you just did, n*gga?

Get the f*ck on. You out.

Yo what the f*ck you mean?

The f*ck I mean?
Did I stutter, n*gga?

You out of this job,
out of this trip,

and out of this f*cking crew.

n*gga, you ain't PA.

You can't make
that f*cking decision.

But I can.

He right, Shane.
You need to bounce.

[singer] ♪ It takes two
To make a thing go right... ♪

See, a n*gga like that

is bad for business, dude,
I'm telling you.

Yeah, Meech.

That n*gga Shane's
one of my top earners, though.

But it don't matter.

Soon as that n*gga get pinched
for raping somebody,

he gonna start snitching
to save his own ass.

[Rob Base]
♪ I'm kind of stingy ♪

♪ That's why I don't want
To lend ♪

♪ A funky rhyme to a foe
or a good friend ♪

[door clicks open]

[keypad beeping]

Look, Dad, I'm-I'm not
going to school.

'Cause if Marcus
can get me here,

then what is he gonna do
to me there?

Look, I don't think
it was Marcus.

[Kevin] Then who was it?

I don't know.

Look, sit down. Come on.

[sighs]

I-I-I just don't think
that Marcus is stupid enough

to break into a cop's house.

Well, can you at least
just check

for fingerprints and stuff
just in case?

Of course. You know, I'll put
new locks on the doors

and even add bars
to the windows, huh?

[Kevin sighs]

Well...

you got a new safe?

[Bryant] Um...

[dramatic music plays]

Look, don't let Marcus
have power over you.

Superheroes always get
the bad guy.

I mean, what would your, uh--

what-what would
your Bruiser do?

- Fight to live another day.
- [Bryant] That's right.

He would fight
to live another day.

[indistinct chatter over TV]

[laughing]

Oh, look at that.

sh*t. [chuckles]

Meech blackballed my ass.

Man, this sh*t is funny.
You ever--

I don't give a f*ck about that.

But this-this my favorite show,
and it's important to me.

Man, I'm struggling
to offload these bricks.

n*gg*s stopped hitting me
for taxes.

Well, I guess something
is better than nothing.

I ain't seen no g*dd*mn rent.

I ain't seen no fee
for cremating Blackie

little f*cking stinking ass,
and I'm just trying--

I ain't paying for sh*t.

[Alvin] Fine.

Then stop interrupting me,

and let me watch
my g*dd*mn show.

Oh, sh--

[glass shatters]

What the f*ck?

Say something else. Go on.

[dogs barking]

♪ ♪

[typewriter clacking]

Uh, excuse me.

I'm Detective David Dublin,

but everybody around here
calls me Three-D.

- Veronica Jin.
- [Three-D] Pleasure.

- Hi.
- Hey, is, uh, Bryant around?

Um, he just left his desk
for a second.

Can I help you with something?

Yeah.

[Jin] Oh, hey, Kevin.

Come here. Come here. Sit down.

Is everything okay?

- I'll take it from here.
- [Three-D] Okay.

[Kevin] Well...

someone broke into our house,
and I think it was Marcus,

the kid who's been bullying me,

so I left school.

Does your dad think it was him?

No, he's saying
that it was somebody else.

But I think
he's just saying that

to get me to go back to school.

Well, did you hear his voice
or see his face

to make you think
it was Marcus?

[Kevin] Well-well, no, but...

we tussled for a little bit.

And he-he put a pillowcase
over my head

and threw me into the closet.

[Jin] Did he take anything?

I don't think so, but...

my dad did put
some more locks on the doors

and he got a new safe, so...

[Bryant] Yo.

What happened to fight
to live another day?

Dad, I don't feel safe
at home or in the school.

I want to move back in
with Mom.

Look, running away
from situations like this

won't solve your problem.

Dad, aren't you the one

who's supposed to be
protecting people?

So why can't you help
protect me?

♪ ♪

Fine. I'll call your mama.

[door clicks open]

[chuckling] Okay.

Well, that was the reaction
I was hoping to get

when I got dressed
this morning.

You look handsome.

Thank you.

- [screen door slams]
- They're beautiful.

- [door clicks shut]
- [Lamar] I, um,

opened a college fund
for our daughter

to ensure that she could pursue
all the dreams that she has.

Thirty thousand do--

Lamar. [chuckles]

I don't know what to say.

And I, uh--

I got something else
for you as well.

Lamar! I kn-I know
you not for real

asking me to marry you
right now.

No, look, we said we were
gonna go slow, right?

A'ight, you-you ain't
gotta put this

on your ring finger just yet,
a'ight?

This is just me
promising to you

that I'm gonna be
the best version of myself.

[soft music plays]

♪ ♪

Oh, wow.

[box snaps shut]

[sighs]

You not making this easy
at all.

What? Ain't-ain't no need
for no tears, baby. What--

[Monique sighs]

It's time to celebrate.

And I have
the perfect party favor.

[both chuckle]

[R music plays]

[singer]
♪ Ain't no looking back... ♪

[Meech] g*dd*mn.

Goldie living large, huh?

[Goldie chuckles] That's
the only way to do it, baby.

And I see y'all done made
some changes.

Terry done got that sh*t
cut off the back his head.

[laughter]

[Terry]
Yeah, I guess you could say

we've been doing
some rebranding.

[B-Mickie] And expanding.

Who is this toothpick-looking
n*gga over here?

He family.

[Goldie] Hmm.

And this... is for your help
at the rim shop.

Hoping...

that you could let us clean
our money in one of your clubs.

Hmm.

You know, Meech,

I only get down
with people I can trust.

- [Meech] Mm-hmm.
- And y'all cute.

Damn if y'all ain't cute.

[chuckles]

But we not quite there yet, baby.

sh*t, I brought your money

without you even having
to ask for it.

You did.

But that's because
y'all didn't want me

to have to dig up in that ass.

[laughter]

Look, Goldie, please believe me
when we tell you

that we've been hustling
to make contacts

and trying to find
this new stash spot.

All we need right now
is an olive branch.

♪ ♪

Okay. That damn smile.

[chuckles] Okay, listen.

There's a birthday gathering
tomorrow night at Magic City.

And I can introduce y'all
to a few folks,

including Stephanie.

Now, Stephanie's one of the
biggest realtors in Atlanta.

She used to dance for me.

What, you running some type
of stripper success school?

A stripper success school.

Let me tell you something,
string-bean n*gga.

That's just what I'm doing.

See, when these girls
walk through my doors,

they think the most powerful
thing they have

is in between they legs.

But it's Goldie's job
to let them know

they greatest asset
is on top of they shoulders.

My bad.
I ain't mean no disrespect.

None taken.

I'm just schooling
your young, silly ass.

Um, yeah, so can I use
the bathroom?

[Goldie] You sure can, baby.

It's down the hall
and to your left.

[Jin] Hey.

Hey!

Sorry about Kevin.

No, it-it's cool, you know?

My ex picked him up.

Kid just ain't built like me.

He told me about the break-in.

He said that, uh, you thought
it was his bully.

Yeah, you know, kid at school,
you know,

he won't leave him alone.

[Jin] Was anything taken?

Nah.

No, I think he was just trying
to scare Kevin, you know?

I'm not even gonna
file a report.

I'm just gonna handle it
myself, you know?

Maybe I should go with you
to roll up on this kid's house.

Thank you, but, uh, I got it.

Yeah, okay.

Well, um,
it's probably for the best,

with Garr breathing down
our backs and everything.

[Bryant]
Well, has he heard anything

from the DEA's office
on the K-9 investigation?

No.

But I'll look into it
while you, uh,

check out the bully thing.

Cool.

[tense music plays]

♪ ♪

[Saundra] Help!

Help me, please! [panting]

Oh!

♪ ♪

[door slams]

- [whimpers]
- I got it. I got it. I got it.

If you hadn't have tried
to get out the bed...

- [Saundra whimpers]
- What you doing?

[Saundra] Well, I'm tired
of being cooped up

in the damn bed.

[Goldie] Why would you go
and do that, sissy?

I was gonna throw myself
out a window.

I know, sissy.

- It's a beautiful day.
- I know.

And I just want to get out.

I'm tired of withering away.

I can't even wipe
my own ass anymore.

Sissy, look at me.

Look at me, baby.

Be glad you got help,

'cause it could be
so much worse.

I'm not playing, Goldie.

Every night, I pray to God

that he don't wake me up
the next morning

just so I don't have
to lay here in pain.

Oh, baby.

Please don't talk like that.

Please, sissy, I told you.

The doctors, they-they gonna
find a cure for it, baby.

I just need you to hold on.

Just hold on for me, sissy.

[Terry] What the hell
did you see at Goldie's

that made you want to jet out?

[Meech] I really don't know

what the f*ck I saw myself, Tee.

[elevator dings]

- [Ty] What up, doe?
- [Terry] What up?

- [person chuckles]
- [Terry] Ain't sh*t, man,

Yo, what happened
to your other spot?

[Ty] Oh, I still got it.

But that's
the stash crib, though.

- Damn.
- He moved to heaven, huh?

[Ty] This is where me
and the fam stay.

Y'all n*gg*s trying to move in
or what?

I mean, sh*t,
we got a upstairs, feel me?

[Meech] Actually, this payback
for fronting us.

We even put
a little extra in there

for holding us down.

Ooh. All right. [laughs]

Look, we got
a new Colombian plug,

and we been thinking
about planting a flag

out here too.

Man, come on, man.

I can't have n*gg*s
stepping on my toes, man.

Nah.

Nah, Ty, never do sh*t
like that.

But look, Miami always
got sh*t coming up I-75.

And Atlanta's the first hub,

with freeways sh**ting
all across the country, man.

Look, this where it's at.

All we need is a hand
finding locals,

stashes, dips, and fronts.

[thunder booming]

A'ight, man. I guess, bro.

Y'all is my n*gg*s.

Y'all from the crib
and y'all about that paper,

so let's get it.

And one-one more thing.

Uh, we need
a real good exterminator

'cause we got
some low-hanging fruit

- that need to fall.
- A'ight.

Yeah, we gotta be on point too.

Can't leave no peels behind.

Yeah, I got the man for that.

[Deanna] Ty.

- Hey, baby.
- [Deanna] Hey, baby.

[chuckles]
This my wife, Deanna, y'all.

This Meech and Terry
I was talking about

- from the crib.
- Oh, hey.

So Ty told me
y'all like family.

[Terry] Mm-hmm.

Which mean y'all staying
for dinner, right?

If Ty say so.

Yeah, n*gga, we eating.

[Meech] Surely.

- ♪ Every day ♪
- [knock at door]

♪ Jesus... ♪

[clears throat]

[Lucille] I got it.

[door clicks open]

Pastor Swift, I'm ready.

Brother Flenory.

Pastor Swift and I
are going to dinner.

- What time you coming home?
- [Lucille] I'm grown.

I don't have a curfew.

Night-night.

[door clicks shut]

[Nicole]
Dinner almost ready, Daddy.

Thanks for cooking.

If you and Ma get divorced,
who I'ma live with?

What? Nico-Nicole,
that's not happening.

Why stay married
if you so unhappy?

We're not having
this conversation right now.

That's the same thing Terry say

whenever I try to talk to him
about anything substantial.

Nicole, all you need
to know is,

I'll always be there for you,
no matter what.

I ain't never getting married
or having kids.

Men suck.

I mean, I just feel like
the Lord has forsaken me,

you know?

I'm-I'm-I'm making pennies
at Wendy's,

and my husband is blowing
all our money

on a hotel with some Jezebel.

The temptation of flesh
is a powerful thing, sister,

even for men of the word.

I know that
thou shalt not m*rder,

but if I ever find out
who this floozy is,

I just might break
one of the commandments.

Sister Flenory,
I always knew you had

a wicked side to yourself.

[laughter]

Lord, have mercy.

Now, you know, God never said
there wouldn't be problems.

But He did say
that He would walk with us

through the valleys.

We just have to know
and understand

that He's in our favor
for all things.

All the men in my life
have betrayed me

and broken my heart.

I mean, Demetrius, Terry,
and now Charles.

Sister Lucille,
Pastor Swift got you covered.

I don't need to be covered, Pastor.

I just need to be counseled.

Amen to that, sister.

- Amen.
- [Swift] Praise God.

Hi, how you guys doing?

- Leave this right here for you.
- Thank you, brother.

You can take that thing back...

and split it
right down the middle.

- Yes, sir.
- [Swift] Praise.

[Swift humming]

[insects chirping, dog barking]

[soft music plays]

♪ ♪

[knock at door]

♪ ♪

You know how to make
quite the grand entrance.

Well, Kevin's gone,

so I thought you could use
some company.

[Bryant sighs]

How'd it go with the bully?

You know,
I took care of business.

Like you always do.

♪ ♪

[Bryant] Yeah.

[singer vocalizing]

[snorting]

[groans]

[sniffs, grunts]

Ugh. Man, this sh*t bag
is the worst.

Do it hurt?

[Lamar] Yeah. [grunts]

Look, I got something
to make you feel better.

[singer] ♪ All of the love
I gave to you... ♪

Oh, no.
I don't f*ck with no cr*ck.

You don't f*ck no more, period.

But this sh*t

will have that d*ck harder
than a m*therf*cker.

sh*t's gonna make you
feel good.

[Lamar] You a doctor now, huh?

No, but it's been a minute
between us, right?

Yeah. Yeah, it's been a minute.

Right.

[singer vocalizing]

[Monique] I got the pipe.

[singer] ♪ Live without you ♪

♪ Didn't want to live
Without you ♪

♪ Didn't you know it ♪

[laughter]

[singer vocalizing]

♪ I... ♪

Damn, you so fine.

Let me see them titties.

In a minute.

Oh, no, ay, ay, ay, uh...

sh*t, where my manners at?

Ladies first.

Quit playing. Go ahead, hit it.

[singer] ♪ What do I have
If I don't have you? ♪

♪ Didn't you know... ♪

[Lamar sighs]

Well...

...you not trying to play me,
are you?

Nah, n*gga. You tripping.
Let me go.

So what's the holdup? [grunts]

I was just trying
to make you feel better.

Okay.

So you hit it first.

[tense music plays]

Here.

I'ma help you light it. Go on.

♪ ♪

I'ma light it for you.

[coughing]

That's my baby.

[Monique coughing]

You so sexy. Come here.

- [Monique coughs]
- [Lamar] Mm.

[Monique grunts]

[Monique whimpers]

[Monique coughing]

[Lamar grunting]

- [Monique shouts]
- [glass shatters]

[Lamar grunts]

Meech put you up to this,
you f*cking bitch.

[both grunting]

[both groan]

[glass shatters]

[Lamar]
I knew I couldn't trust you.

I knew you was playing me.

[Lamar groaning]

[both grunting]

[urn shatters]

[Lamar growls]

- [table clatters]
- [Monique shouts]

[Lamar] That m*therf*cker Meech
convinced you to betray me.

[Monique choking]

[Lamar grunts]

You and that m*therf*cker
betrayed me.

[Monique coughs weakly]

You had to betray me,
our family, Zoe?

What the f*ck
was you thinking, huh?

[growling]

[grunting]

[somber music plays]

♪ ♪

f*ck!

[breathing heavily]

[insects chirping, dog barking]

[uneasy music plays]

♪ ♪

[light switch clicks]

♪ ♪

[Jin] I just want to make sure

that you are as comfortable
as possible.

[Bryant] Found what you
was looking for?

Yeah, I was, uh,
just looking for a blanket.

I'm cold.

Come on back to bed.
I'll warm you up.

[light switch clicks]

♪ ♪

[radio DJ]
Good morning, Atlanta.

- Here with your weather...
- [child giggling]

- [Terry] Yo.
- [Ty] Wake up. Wake up.

Checkout time.
Especially you, bro.

- Get up.
- [Terry sighs]

Come on, Dara, Diamonte.

[Deanna] Come on, my babies.

[Ty] Go over there and eat,
all right?

I'll be over there in a minute.

What's up, man?

[Meech] sh*t.

Why you rocking
that fake-ass chain, though?

[chuckles] Oh, this one.

My son got this for me.

I mean, he think it's real, so...

I ain't about to bust
his little bubble.

I just wear it like it is

and never take it off,
you feel me?

Home life and family
is really all--

only thing that's worth it, man,

with all this hustling sh*t,
you feel me?

At least for me.

Dude, we gotta hit Magic City

before we bounce back
to the crib.

- Man, stop playing.
- [chuckles]

Yo, Meech, you a bad influence.

[Meech] I'm just in town trying
to show my dog a good time.

'Cause he done turned
into Cliff Huxtable.

[Ty] Shut up, man.

Let me go out.
I ain't been out in a minute.

Look, I promise
I'ma bring him back

before the sun come up.

- n*gga, you better.
- [knock at door]

Please tell me what the f*ck
is so important

that you needed me here
right now

instead of buying
a brand-new g*dd*mn TV, huh?

And what the f*ck
is on your face?

It's Blackie.

And who's that?

[tense music plays]

Monique. She made me do it.

[Alvin] What--

[Lamar]
Meech turned her against me.

She betrayed me, man.
She made me do this sh*t, bro.

You so hell-bent on revenge
that you gonna go k*ll

the only bitch
that loved your Black ass?

Don't call her no bitch!

Well, she's a dead bitch now.

[sighs] f*ck, f*ck.

f*ck, f*ck, f*ck.

f*ck, Mo. Mo.

[phone ringing]

Don't answer the phone.

[ringing continues]

Don't answer it.
Don't answer it!

f*ck!

[ringing continues]

[groans] Uh...

hello.

- Dad?
- Hey, Zo.

How you doing?

Where's Mom?

Um, she can't come
to the phone right now.

Uh, she's, uh--she's--

she's in the shower.

Everything good?

Fine. Tell her I called?

Okay, I will.

Zoe, I love you.

[phone clatters]

[phone clatters]

"Mommy can't come to the phone
'cause I f*cking k*lled her."

Ah, f*ck.

sh*t. Ah, f*ck.

[sighs] Come on, man.
You gotta help me.

Help me pick her up, man,

I'ma take and cremate her.

Help me. Come on.

[Jin] And Ms. Mickie's transfer
to the other facility

was requested
by Detective Von Bryant?

[sighs] Okay, um...

can you please fax me
the paperwork

to the number I gave you?

Thank you very much. Bye-bye.

[phone clatters]

I woke up, and you were gone.

Well, I didn't exactly want
to walk in here holding hands.

No, no, no.
I'm not complaining.

I actually prefer it.

[chuckles] You're an assh*le.

[Bryant laughs]

[fax machine clicking]

[beep]

[Jin sighs]

♪ ♪

I found B-Mickie's
hospital bracelet

in your house.

So I guess it wasn't a blanket

you were snooping around for
last night.

B-Mickie broke into your house

because you had
his mother transferred

to Herman Kiefer
medical facility,

where she d*ed.

Yes, I transferred her, okay?

Full disclosure,

Ms. Mickie was already
at that shitty-ass facility.

I moved her to a better one
to leverage her son

into helping us.

Now, when he ran off with Meech
and the two keys,

I sent her ass back.

Ain't my fault she dead.

B-Mickie blames me,
so he broke into my house.

Do you even know
what "full transparency" means?

He broke into my house...

and he locked my son
in the closet.

So I didn't want you
compromised when I found him.

Now, you can believe that,

or you-you just might want
to do the right thing.

So go to Garr's office
and make a statement.

No, I-I'm gonna keep this
between us for now.

But just know,
this is strike two, Bryant.

Won't be another one.
I promise.

From here on out,
I'ma tell you everything

whether you want to hear it
or not.

♪ ♪

[sighs]

[hip-hop music plays]

[indistinct chatter]

♪ ♪

I never seen no sh*t like this.

[person] Nah.

[person 1] Yeah!

[person 2]
Detroit is in the building.

[person 3] Yeah, boy.

♪ ♪

[Dice grunting]

f*ck y'all want?

sh*t. I see you
working the crowd,

making your move.

I might got something better
for you, though.

Where your crew at?

I got boys from here
down to Texas.

I'm Dice.

Meech.

This my boy B-Mickie
right here.

Meet us at Magic City
later on tonight.

Let's see what's cracking.

This better not be
no bullshit, man.

Man, what?

Do I look like the type
of m*therf*cker

to bullshit you?

A'ight.

We about to run these n*gg*s
and blow the f*ck up.

[scoffs]

Now you see why I demanded
you be here?

Yeah.

[Nicole] Here.

I'm n--I'm not hungry, baby.

Mama, you need
to eat something.

Mama, you always taking care
of everybody.

Let me take care of you, okay?

- [knock at door]
- I'm okay.

You did good.

Ms. Mabel,
my-my mom's right in here.

[Mabel] Thanks for letting me
use the skillet. [chuckles]

[Lucille] Girl, you know
you can borrow anything of mine

anytime, whenever.

I gotta get going.

I got an appointment
I gotta get to.

Come on. Sit down for a minute.

I wanted to talk to you
about something.

Nicole, can you give us
a minute?

- [Nicole] Yeah.
- Okay.

What is it?
What-what's going on?

Charles is having an affair.
[breathes shakily]

[Lucille breathes deeply]

Lucille... my God.

I knew in my gut
that something was wrong.

I knew it. And he kept saying
that everything was good.

But a woman always knows, right?

Right.

A woman's intuition's
hardly ever wrong.

Look, I--

I-I don't mean to dump
all my stuff on you.

I just--

I just know that you've been
through this before, and I--

Oh, I-I think I got
some tissue in here.

No.

[item clatters]

No.

[clears throat]

Lucille?

[Lucille] E--

E-Z Rest Motel.

[tense music plays]

♪ ♪

Hmm.

I found a receipt
from this place

in Charles' jacket.

You know, I been thinking
about what I would do

to the bitch who broke up
my happy home.

And at first, I thought
I might go upside her head,

you know what I mean?

But now, like...

I mean, it's, like,

now that I've realized
it's you...

[Lucille sighs]

Lucille...

Don't you dare
open your mouth to me.

Don't you dare
open your f*cking mouth.

♪ ♪

All this time,

I thought that Charles
was building a shed for you.

But instead he was patching up
your damn dry-ass walls.

I never meant to hurt you.

That's why I broke it off
with Charles.

That's why you broke it off
with Charles.

Bitch, please.

Stay away from me.

And stay the hell away
from my damn family,

or I swear to God,

I will kick your ass

all up and down this street.

♪ ♪

[Lucille sighs]

You are dead to me.

Now, get the hell
out of my house.

♪ ♪

- [door clicks shut]
- [skillet clangs]

I hate you, Charles!
I hate you!

Mom, it's okay.

It's okay, Mama.

♪ ♪

Mabel?

Really, Charles?

I love you. I don't love her.

Any shred of love

I have left for you

is gone.

[guitar neck clatters]

[Nicole] Daddy, just go.

Just go.

You done enough.

♪ ♪

[hip-hop music plays]

♪ ♪

[person speaking indistinctly]

That's your pest problem?

[singer]
♪ Lying in your face... ♪

Yeah. [sighs]

We gotta send him off right
tonight at Magic City.

Folk going home in a body bag.

Outside of there
is pretty normal.

That's good.

Then we shouldn't have
a problem, then, right?

[singer] ♪ They can't f*ck
With a n*gga like me... ♪

Exactly.

[singer]
♪ Before they check me ♪

♪ We got the game sewed up
Like a tailor ♪

♪ Come join the team ♪

♪ If you want to be
A moneymaker ♪

♪ Might lose your life ♪

Okay, since you want to put
Kevin in therapy,

fine, I'll sign
the damn waiver, but...

look, we ought to be
putting him in boxing

or self-defense classes.

You the one raising your voice
at me.

[phone slams]

Major Garr wants everybody
in the w*r room.

Why? What's going on?

So Timmons
found a drug wrapping

outside of a stash house
last night.

And get this,
the fingerprints on it

were a perfect match
to Harold "Boom" Mills.

We picked him up this morning.

You bullshitting.

- [Three-D] Nah.
- G-Q did that?

[Three-D] Yeah.

Boom dumb ass
left a fingerprint?

I mean, we never catch
the smart ones.

[Three-D] Man, let's go.

[singer] ♪ Who got a booty?
Who got a booty? ♪

♪ You got a booty
You got a booty ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Who got a booty?
Who got a booty? ♪

♪ You got a booty
You got a booty ♪

♪ I like fast chicks ♪

♪ Titties and thighs... ♪

[Knuckles]
They got p*ssy for days.

[Terry] No sh*t.

[singer] ♪ I like fast chicks ♪

♪ Titties and thighs ♪

♪ I like fast chicks ♪

♪ Titties and thighs, hey ♪

♪ I like how you move it ♪

♪ I want to bend it over... ♪

I feel kind of naked
without my strap on me, man.

Man, what?

A n*gga only need a jimmy strap
up in here.

Girls come
from all over the country

to prance around here
in they birthday suits.

♪ ♪

Meech, this my girl Dilla.

She go to Clark and dance here
to pay for tuition.

Country girls love city boys.

Oh, yeah? That's what's up.

Why don't you show
my homey right here what's up?

I don't want him.
I want yo' ass.

I mean, since you put it
like that,

this ought to cover tuition
next semester.

[Dilla] Thanks, Meech.

- [both giggle]
- [Tina] Go, Dilla.

[singer]
♪ I like fast chicks... ♪

[Dilla] I'm gonna take you
to the black light room.

[singer] ♪ Titties and thighs ♪

♪ I like fast chicks... ♪

♪ Titties and thighs ♪

♪ We like fast chicks ♪

♪ Titties and thighs ♪

[moaning]

Oh, right there, don't stop.

Don't stop! [moans]

Don't stop. Don't stop! f*ck!

[moans]

[Meech] That black light's
showing your afterglow.

Girl, that was the sh*t.

[Dilla chuckles]

What'd you say
your name was again?

[chuckles] Don't laugh.
It's Cardelia.

That's country as f*ck.

I know you ain't laughing, Demetrius.

Yeah, but everybody
calls me Meech.

[sighs] Yeah?

Well, I'ma have to call you
Big Meech,

'cause ain't sh*t little
about your ass.

Not your money, your manhood,

or them big old boats.

[chuckles]
What size shoe you wear?

- Fifteen.
- [laughs]

[singer]
♪ Move it, it's yours ♪

♪ It's-it's-it's-it's yours ♪

♪ Move it, it's yours ♪

♪ It's-it's-it's-it's yours ♪

♪ Move it, it's yours... ♪

Come on, man.

Man, f*ck you.

[person] Your loss, n*gga.

[singer]
♪ Move it, it's yours ♪

♪ It's-it's-it's-it's
Yours... ♪

[moans]

I ain't never danced

for a guy
in a wheelchair before.

Listen, baby, listen.

Don't let this wheelchair
fool you, now.

- Oh.
- These legs might be short,

but that d*ck is long.

- [moans]
- [chuckles]

[Goldie] Look at this.

Well, hey, Detroit.

- sh*t, what's cracking?
- [Goldie chuckles]

This right here
is Stephanie Coals,

one of the top realtors
in Atlanta.

I learned from the best.
[chuckles]

What type of properties
are you interested in?

Multiple spots
with attached garages.

Easy on the eyes, though.

Yeah, you-you know, private,
low-maintenance,

um, and no nosy neighbors.

We don't like that.

[Stephanie]
Let me make some calls.

I'll get back to you
with some potential listings?

No doubt. Don't forget.

[Stephanie chuckles]

I want to talk to you
about what you saw

at my house the other day.

That woman you saw,

that's my baby sister Saundra.

She's dying from AIDS.

Damn.

That's f*cked up, Goldie.
I'm sorry to hear that sh*t.

But you got somebody taking
care of her or something?

Yeah, I have help.

But that's my baby sister,

which means
she's my responsibility.

So every day I make sure
she's fed, clothed, and bathed.

That's tough.

You m*therf*cking right it is.

But when you really care
about somebody,

you go that extra mile
for them,

just like they would for you.

Mm-hmm.

[Claude] Yo, Remi,
check this sh*t out.

The f*ck that n*gga doing here?

I heard they setting up shop.

We'll see about that.

[indistinct chatter]

[B-Mickie] What the f*ck?

- sh*t!
- [g*nshots]

[Remi] Y'all didn't know
about this right here.

- Hey, fam.
- [Meech] Who the f*ck is that?

[Remi] Y'all didn't know
about this.

- Take that.
- [g*nshots continue]

Yeah, y'all want
the f*cking eight?

Y'all can't f*ck
with the eight.

Take that sh*t right there.

Ay, let's go.
Ay, get in the f*cking car.

Ay!

[dramatic music plays]

[tires squealing]

- f*ck.
- Tee! Tee!

[Terry]
Yo, Meech, you straight?

[Meech]
How the f*ck that happen?

Where the f*ck
is Ty Washington at?

Oh, sh*t.
Meech, he's over here.

Oh, f*ck!

f*ck.

f*ck, somebody get some help, man.

[Terry]
Meech, we gotta f*cking go.

Meech, we gotta f*cking
get the f*ck out of here.

♪ ♪

[elevator dings, doors rattle]

[Deanna] Ty, are you drunk
and forgot the elevator code?

♪ ♪

Meech, where's my husband?

There was a sh**ting
outside the club.

I'm so sorry.

Look, please forgive me.

[Deanna]
Get the f*ck away from me.

Ty, why-why you do this to me?

I'ma make it right.

I promise.

I want whoever did this to pay.

Get the f*ck out of here.

♪ ♪

[Terry]
Yo, I can't believe this sh*t.

f*ck this place.

[B-Mickie] Thought this
where we supposed to be

starting over.

Could have did this sh*t
all in the D.

Yeah, you can handle this sh*t.

All this fighting
and sh**ting sh*t,

man, that-that ain't me.

n*gga, is that why your
bitch ass tried to set me up?

[g*n cocking]

Yeah, I seen you
talking to that hitter

in the f*cking parking lot, ho.

What?

Hey, yo, B, you tripping.

Y'all n*gg*s tried
to f*cking k*ll me?

f*ck you
and your lame-ass brother.

[g*n cocking]

[Meech]
That ain't happening, n*gga,

so you might as well
put that f*cking g*n down.

B, don't make me repeat myself, man.

♪ ♪

[B-Mickie]
Everything I did was for you.

Pulling a strap
on my f*cking brother?

- That's for me?
- [Terry] Take this n*gga

out of his f*cking misery, Meech.

Meech, sh**t him.

Meech, finish this bitch!

I lied for you.

I k*lled for you.

[Terry] Meech, f*cking do it!

And I'd still die
for your punk ass.

♪ ♪

Meech, if you don't sh**t

this snake-ass m*therf*cker
right now...

♪ ♪

No!

No, no, no!

No!

I'm not losing
another f*cking brother.

- I'm not!
- Oh, my f*ck.

♪ ♪

We started this sh*t together,
and we gonna end it that way.

Meech, how the f*ck
are we gonna do that, huh?

By going directly
at the m*therf*cker

trying to tear
our family apart.

Bryant.

[phone ringing]

- [phone beeps]
- Yo.

Oh, sh*t, Markisha.

Look, look, not-not right now.

I'm gonna hit you back.
I promise, a'ight?

Boom got arrested.

Good. f*ck that n*gga.

No, no. Bryant got pictures
of me and Markisha doing it.

If Boom see that sh*t,
he's gonna snap the f*ck off!

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

Photos worked.
Boom sang like a m*therf*cker.

Said the Flenorys stole
K-9's Colombian connect.

Oh, I am sure he has
an a* to grind.

Look here, we gotta get around
this bureaucratic bullshit

with the SAC Chambers
and the DEA

so we can talk
to K-9's witnesses.

And if we turn one of them,

maybe we can get K-9 to give up
the Flenorys and the cartel.

Then we back on top.

- Yes!
- Ay.

[suspenseful music plays]

[Older Terry]
The strength of a family,

like the strength of an army,

lies in its loyalty
to each other.

But we were so busy fighting
with each other

to see that our enemies

were actually closing in
on us.

♪ ♪

[singer 1] ♪ Chasing paper
I pimp and I'm a player ♪

♪ And I'ma keep on hustling
Till ain't nobody greater ♪

♪ 'Cause I be chasing paper
I pimp and I'm a player ♪

♪ And I'ma keep on hustling
Till ain't nobody greater ♪

[singer 2] ♪ I try to be humble
And swallow this pride ♪

♪ I got belt on my bubble ♪

♪ I hit every time I sh*t ♪

♪ We in the jungle and snakes
All around these blocks ♪

♪ For a couple bundles
I done seen bodies drop ♪

♪ They ain't trying
To rumble ♪

♪ Everybody got a Glock ♪

♪ While you ain't trying
To hustle ♪

♪ Everybody got a spot ♪

♪ And they
Keep it popping there ♪

♪ Every day around the clock ♪

♪ If I can get
A profit there ♪

♪ I'ma show 'em how to rock ♪

♪ Cool team with me ♪

♪ n*gg*s you gotta watch
A lot ♪

♪ 'Cause they like to plot
A lot ♪

♪ On n*gg*s that got a lot ♪

♪ Let 'em see a shiny chain
Or shiny watch ♪

♪ They reaching by the crotch
And somebody's sh*t ♪

♪ Look, I don't got
No home training ♪

♪ The streets raised me ♪

♪ I don't only want chicken
I need gravy ♪

♪ Started making moves
With [indistinct] ♪

♪ And she paid me ♪

♪ Pointed at the opps
While they screaming out ♪

♪ "Please save me" ♪

[singer 1] ♪ Paper
I pimp and I'm a player ♪

♪ And I'ma keep on hustling
Till ain't nobody greater ♪

♪ 'Cause I be chasing paper
I pimp and I'm a player ♪

♪ And I'ma keep on hustling
Till ain't nobody greater ♪

♪ And I be chasing paper ♪

♪ I pimp and I'm a player ♪

♪ And I'ma keep on hustling
Till ain't nobody greater ♪