01x04 - Heroes

[bunniefuu]

Y'all got time to f*ck off?
Cool.

I'm moving y'all delivery date
up a day.

[hip-hop music plays]

His eye got a little worse
after the second surgery.

My niece, Karen--she'd be happy
to take a look at your case.

[Terry]
Now, them factory n*gg*s--

they want that high-quality
A-one sh*t that we got.

[Fonzo] Tell me
what the hell y'all want,

'cause I know that damn permit
ain't come for free.

[Terry] Say "yes" to us
using your truck.

What y'all selling?

What do you want?

I want Zoe to know
that I'm her father.

Stop stalling
and give him a hug.

Bye, Dad.

You hear what
she just called me?

I'm disappointed in you, Meech.
This your alarm clock.

If I don't get my loot
in six days,

this m*therf*cker gonna ring.

Gonna keep my foot
on they neck.

They stay where they are,
under me.

Ruffle his feathers,
nothing else.

[Jay Mo] Don't do me like this!

♪ ♪

[smooth hip-hop music plays]

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

[Gabby] These are hot.

They ain't got no sour cream.

[Simone] Girl, you know these
janky-ass convenience stores.

[both laugh]

[Young Meech]
Hey, what up, Simone?

[Simone] Hey!

I ain't seen you in a minute.

Maybe she doesn't want to be seen,
at least not by you.

I find that hard to believe.
What's not to love?

[giggles]

[Young Meech] Anyway,
y'all going to Mikey's party?

Maybe we can roll together.

[scoffs]
On what, your tiny-ass BMX?

[Simone laughs]

Listen, I know Mikey got
the Honda Elite.

But it ain't about the ride
you pull up in.

It's about the moves you make
when you in that party.

And trust me, I got moves.

Oh. You're funny.

That's why
we should go together.

Y'all can laugh and dance
all night long,

and me, I'll show you

how a real man
supposed to treat you.

You buying our pops
and chips, too, Shabba Doo?

For y'all? Hell, yeah.

Just put 'em in here.

[Simone] Oh, okay.

You know, I'll bring it out.

What up, Meech? Is that all?

[Meech] Yeah.

Y'all can wait outside.
I got this.

[Simone] Uh-uh.
It's freezing out there.

We want to stay in here
with the heat.

[R&B music plays]

That'll be $5.50.

♪ ♪

Can y'all please wait outside?

[clerk] Come on, Meech.
The line's getting long.

Give me the government stamps.
I ain't got all day, come on.

[Simone] Hold up--
y'all on food stamps,

and you out here
capping on Mikey?

[Gabby] Told you, girl--

never mess with
no broke-ass dude in the hole.

- sh*t. You was right.
- We'll pay for his stuff, too.

♪ ♪

[Gabby] Keep the change, Meech.

[laughter]

Damn, man.

[indistinct chatter]

Damn.

Hey. I seen what happened
inside there, man.

Let me tell you something--
never be ashamed of who you are

and where you're from,
you understand?

- Yeah.
- Matter of fact, look.

[jaunty music plays]

Take this and buy something,

impress those girls,
you know what I'm saying?

Yeah. Thanks, Pat.

You got it. Man, ain't sh*t.

[Older Meech] Pat was
the biggest drug dealer in our hood.

But he was more than that.

Judges, athletes, cops,
and robbers all gave props

to the Black Superman
of Southwest Detroit.

Outside of my old man,

Pat was the dude
that I looked up to most.

♪ ♪

Hey, we north of 8 Mile
for real.

[Meech] Yeah, nobody'll ever find us
way out here in the burbs.

Hey, this is some
Leave It to Beaver type sh*t.

What's up
with the neighbors, though?

sh*t, as long as we keep
the yard manicured

and maintain foot traffic,
our stash gonna be good.

Hey, yo, I told you not to interfere
with the mortgage.

You know
Pops is out the crib, right?

Oh, so I'm just supposed
to let the bank

put y'all out
on the street, huh?

You should be
thanking me, n*gga.

Man, f*ck you.
What if they break up for real?

- Maybe they should.
-[door opens]

I'm tired of all that arguing
and fighting and sh*t

-they be doing, man.
-[door closes]

- Yo, what up doe?
- What up?

[Terry] Yo, what
y'all doing in here?

Where B-Mick at?

I don't know, but he gave me
the key and sent us over.

f*ck you talking about,
he sent y'all over?

I think his mom
is sick or some sh*t.

Thank you,
but you go wait outside now.

Yo, Hoop, we got to go.

We're gonna be late
for the food trucks.

[Hoop] No doubt, no doubt.

[Meech] Some f*cking bullshit.

Hey, let's just focus
on the task at hand, all right?

I'm finna page this n*gga, man.

Look, between the rec center
and the food trucks,

we booming,
but we got a problem.

All we got
is about three days' worth...

maybe two at the clip we at.

[sighs]

Yo, we can't be running on E,

especially with that n*gga
Lamar running 12th Street.

Man, y'all let me know
what y'all on, all right?

- sh*t, all right.
- All right, Meech.

Hey, yo, wasn't Pat
supposed to break us off?

Speaking of that n*gga,
you ain't even tell me

how it went when y'all talked.

I'm more worried about B-Mick.

Ain't like him to be MIA
without saying sh*t.

[jaunty hip-hop music plays]

Look, I'm about to hit Pat.

I'm gonna swing by B-Mick's
on the way back.

n*gga, we in the middle
of sh*t.

♪ ♪

[singer] ♪ Let me tell you
How it started in history ♪

♪ When I first hooked up
With the B-E-D ♪

♪ He had a M-M-I-C ♪

♪ I was the only MC
That set the party... ♪

[Meech] What up doe, OG?

Let me get
three keys of powder.

And I want to buy 'em
all up front.

[singer] ♪ 'Cause I'm down
With my PA, he down with me ♪

♪ Let me tell you about... ♪

[Pat] Okay.

Don't get ahead
of yourself, young blood.

You ain't got
the infrastructure.

sh*t. I got the money, though.
What's the holdup?

Just believe me when
I tell you you ain't ready.

I mean, that just sound
like an excuse to me.

And I believe the quote
you always use is,

"Excuses are like assholes.
Everyone's got one."

What the f*ck you saying, man?
What you trying to say to me, huh?

I don't mean no disrespect.

But, look, me and Tee
have proven

that we can handle more work
in a short amount of time.

I ain't asking for you
to front us sh*t no more.

I'm here to buy outright.

Look, it's a win-win
for us both.

[Pat] Well, I tell you what--

I'll give y'all three bags
on consignment

and let y'all cop
a brick outright.

Wait, I ain't asking
for no f*cking rocks.

I'm here to buy
three bricks of coke.

I'm telling you
what the f*ck it is.

Now, your ungrateful ass
can take it,

or you can get the f*ck on.

All right, Pat. Don't trip.

I got you.

This n*gga, man.

♪ ♪

Come on, Meech,
I'll set you up.

♪ ♪

Always a pleasure
doing business with you.

[Meech] Oh, is it?

'Cause it seem a little scurvy
from where I'm standing.

Look, I just work here,
young blood.

You know, you could trick
a m*therf*cker

with a lot of sh*t,
but never his nose,

especially when it comes
to this cr*ck rock.

I been doing this sh*t
for too long, dog.

I don't know who Pat
think he fooling,

but he can't hide sh*t from me.

Look, we all got
our vices, Meech--

p*ssy, paper, product.

n*gga, smoking cr*ck
ain't no f*cking vice.

That sh*t is a work hazard,

especially if he not giving me
my supply.

Maybe Pat does party
a little bit too much,

but that ain't why you ain't
getting what you after.

n*gga can't give you
what a n*gga ain't got.

Man, what the f*ck
is you talking about, man?

Pat is the biggest player
in Southwest.

What the f*ck game
you watching, young blood?

Pat been fell off.

That's why he's micromanaging

the sh*t
out of y'all's little ass.

But the good news is,

there's always
another game in town.

You just need to holler at me
when you ready to play.

[Older Meech]
Whenever we was riding dirty,

me and Tee always listened
to jazz--

keep us calm and on point.

Hey, Pat's getting
slick with the work.

He's putting sh*t
in Tide boxes now?

Man, he got that sh*t
from that Eastside n*gga Boom.

[Terry] Boom?

Yeah, dude from the party
with the girl

you was creaming
all over, n*gga.

Oh, yeah.

Nah, honey was fly as f*ck,
though.

But this ain't. What the f*ck?

sh*t. Pat only sold us a bird
and gave us three bags.

What the f*ck you mean?
Didn't you show him the loot?

Man, Pat ain't got it
no more, Tee.

Rock confirmed it,
even offered to help us.

[engine revving]

What the hell
you talking about, Meech?

I'ma be real with you, Tee.

I think this n*gga Pat's
getting high, bro.

This n*gga ain't
the first n*gga in the game

playing with his nose.

Oh, n*gga, I ain't talking
about tooting.

I think this m*therf*cker's
blowing on glass dicks.

Oh, nah, you bullshitting.

Damn.

I mean, f*ck it.

Let's holler at Rock
and see about a new plug.

Look, maybe we should just see
what up with dude K-9.

Hell, nah, that n*gga's
from Brewsters,

and you know how grimy
them project n*gg*s be.

No, Rock's our best bet,

and as far as him
being Pat's dude,

hey, it's just business.

Ain't sh*t personal about it.

Let's just go with K-9 for now.

Yo, why we always got to go
your way?

We don't.

I thought about your way,
and I like my way better.

Yo, I'm so sick of you
and your selfish sh*t.

Just pop me to the crib, bro.

I love you, too, bro.

-[Terry] Yeah, whatever, n*gga.
-[chuckles]

[R&B music plays]

[Older Meech] Tee and I
were so busy arguing details

that we lost sight
of the big picture.

Pat put us on,
gave us our stripes.

Wasn't just a mentor.

That n*gga was family, and we
was walking away from him.

But chasing that almighty
makes you do some of the damnedest things.

[Charlie] ♪ I got everything
On the line ♪

♪ I'm 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]
♪ 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 ♪

[Terry] Oh, my God.

Lawanda, can you come out?
Let me see.

[Lawanda] Why can't we
just go to Northland?

Let me see first.

You can't see sh*t
in them Stevie Wonder-ass glasses.

Hey, you look good.

I'm a new mother, okay.

I'm not no Grandma Moses.

Hey, everything got to be right
for this christening.

Babe, you putting extras
on this sh*t, for real.

No, I'm not. Our whole family's gonna be
in front of this congregation,

which is why

your hair got to go back
to the natural color.

- Here you go.
-[Terry] It's cute, but...

This fool think bringing us
back together in church

gonna make us a big old
happy family again.

And you got another way
to bring Pops back?

No, but if you want to keep
blowing your money,

who am I to complain?

First of all, put them
fake-ass cubic zirconias back.

I'ma get you
real diamond earrings.

Maybe you ain't
a fool after all.

Look, you and Wanda,
y'all get whatever else

y'all need
and meet me out front

before I buy up
this whole damn store.

Let's go, Darnel.

[sighs] It's Darius.

[Tiny] Yo, what about these?

Man, get the hell out of here

with them Willy Wonka-
looking-ass shoes, man.

We gonna be rocking these
from now on.

- Yeah.
- Yo, hey!

I'ma need these
in a size 12, all right?

Get the sizes for the rest
of the crew in these.

[man] Good seeing you, baby.

[Slick] All right.
I see you top shotting

with the "uniformality"
and all that sh*t.

Unifor--what? Spell that sh*t.

[Slick]
Oh well, I'm a educated brother.

So S-U-C-K my d*ck, n*gga.

[laughter]

[man] Get the f*ck out of here.

[hip-hop music playing]

Hey, yo. what we doing
about the 50 Boyz?

Shutting they asses down
like I said, n*gga.

Hmm. Well, here's our chance.

Terry Flenory just walked in.

[dramatic music playing]

Oh, classic YBI shoes.

You ask me, these should be
in a museum somewhere.

Oh, yeah?

Don't mean I'ma get your ass
a pair.

Come on. Oh, sh*t.

♪ ♪

What up, Terry?

Ain't sh*t. You tell me.

[Nicole] Yo, Terry, I think
he pooped himself.

♪ ♪

I know diapers cost.

♪ ♪

New batch on me, all right?

♪ ♪

Got eyes like his daddy.

♪ ♪

Terry, who the f*ck is that?

♪ ♪

Let's go.

♪ ♪

Jay Mo's still missing.

And so is Filmel Fleming.

His aunt said
he moved to North Carolina,

but she doesn't have
any contact info.

Oh, it's not a coincidence

the 12th Street Boys'
first and second

in command
have been neutralized.

Obviously someone's shaking things up.

Now, my sources say

that Jay Mo was behind
the Terry Flenory sh**ting.

Revenge is a likely motive.

[Bryant] Let's not get
ahead of ourselves.

For all we know, Jay Mo could be
on a bender somewhere with his girl.

Yeah, or he's
six feet under somewhere,

courtesy of Demetrius Flenory.

[Bryant]
Flenory's not a k*ller.

I mean, he's got no record,
no history of v*olence.

Lamar Silas,
on the other hand--excuse me--

just took over 12th Street.

He spent two years
in a psych institution

for a violent as*ault,
and get this--

surveillance photos
caught him exiting

Downriver Memorial Hospital
the night

that Fleming discharged.

Also, Silas used to run
Visger Road

long before 50
and the 12th Street Boys.

And clearly,
he's benefiting the most

from the vacancy
in leadership.

- I'm not buying it.
- It doesn't matter.

Investigate them both.

But our primary objective
is finding Williams and Fleming.

Search all parks and waterways.
Talk to friends and relatives.

Look at bank
and credit card activity.

Questions?

Let's go.

[woman] ♪ Oh, ooh ♪

[smooth funk music plays]

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ I play the street life ♪

♪ Because there's no place
I can go ♪

♪ Street life ♪

♪ It's the only life
I know... ♪

Hey, E, do me a favor.

Send me the best bottle
of bubbly you got over there

to them pretty ladies
right there for me, all right?

And let me get
another one, too.

I'ma stop letting
your young ass in here,

you keep running me
around like this.

♪ ♪

Yo, we been here
over an hour already.

Where the hell
is this Big L m*therf*cker?

[Meech]
K-9 told us to meet him here.

Dude supposed to be
in a blue shirt.

God damn.

[woman] ♪ You're who you think
You are ♪

♪ Street life
You can run... ♪

Hey, what you drinking, baby?

I'm fine.

I don't need you
to buy me anything.

[Meech] f*ck it.

She ain't talking about sh*t.
Bye, m*therf*cker.

[chuckles]

You buying rounds
for the bar, too?

Nope, that ain't me.

[woman] ♪ Or you're gonna feel
The cold ♪

What'd you say
your name was, again?

I actually didn't.

But you could have
a good night.

♪ ♪

Yo, this n*gga flaked on us.
It's a wrap.

sh*t.
Maybe for you, not for me.

You don't see this bottle
paying off?

Homegirl giving me
action, n*gga.

Yo, come on, we tried your way.

Can we at least try mine
and go holler at Rock?

All right, man.
f*ck it, all right?

Just hold on. Give me a minute.

Damn.

Hey, your ass
is always partying.

[Fonzo] One pork belly burrito
coming up!

Brother, you need
to get out of my way.

- We got a rush going on.
- Look, man, my bad.

Man, I don't know what the hell
I'm supposed to be doing.

Yo, why don't you start bagging
some of these Stone Burgers?

Now, that I can do.

[jaunty music playing
on speakers]

[Kato] Who's next?

♪ ♪

[Lamar]
One Stone Burger, please.

[man] Hey, hurry it up!

Sorry, we're out.

Man, what?

Y'all out of Stone Burgers?

Get the f*ck
out of here, Lamar.

Hey!

Hey, y'all try
the Stone Burger?

No?

Oh, man, it's amazing!
Really is.

- Ma'am...
-[woman] Mm-hmm?

- You try they Stone Burger?
- No.

It's on their secret menu.

I didn't know you guys
had a secret menu.

I'll try that Stone Burger.
And I'll take a Coke, too.

Matter of fact, hey, let me get
one of 'em Stone Burgers, too.

Put some special sauce
on my sh*t.

[Tiny] Hey, ditto.
Give me everything on mine.

Hold the cheese.

Hey, yeah, 'cause
we're lactose intolerant.

What the f*ck we supposed
to do, give everybody a 50?

[Slick]
Yo, where the Stone Burgers?

Sorry. Sorry. We're closed.
Try back tomorrow.

-[Slick] What? No!
-[Tiny] What?

How they gonna close

if we don't get
the Stone Burger?

Meech and Terry
are gonna be pissed.

I'm hungry.

[shop bell rings]

What's cracking, Sam?

What up, Meech?

[gentle pop music playing
over speakers]

I got you.

♪ ♪

[door buzzes]

[Meech] Your ass should've
stayed with me last night

- like I told you.
-[Terry] Why?

I f*cked around
and hit baby girl and her friend.

[chuckles]
Had them freaking together.

Eating each other out and sh*t.

[Terry]
Ugh, you little nasty ass.

You probably went down
on them, too, huh?

Man, f*ck, nah, I ain't doing
that with no girl I just met.

-[chuckles]
-[door opens]

Hey, I think there go old boy.

[indistinct chatter]

- Damn, Meech.
-[door closes]

You sure know how to pick 'em.

sh*t, you was all worried
and sh*t,

so I picked a spot
nobody could see us at.

So what up?
You got us a new plug or what?

Look, this a big ask.
You sure y'all can handle it?

Man, look, I've outgrown
asking permission, man.

And I'm starting to outgrow
my patience with your ass.

Chill, Meech.
Let's see what he got to say.

Look, I know a certain somebody
out of Florida, all right?

May still be in town.

They ain't connected
to Pat, is they?

[Rock]
Nah. Blast from the past.

Dipped down South
and made it big, real big.

All right, look,
you set the sh*t up, this you.

Oh, hell, no, young'un.
You got me f*cked up.

I ain't no matchmaker.
I'm a f*cking investor, n*gga.

Look, I need 20 up front,

ten points on everything
going forward.

Man, we gonna give you
five on the backside.

[clicks tongue]

[Terry] Here.

All right, cool. Look, stay ready.

There's no telling when these
floodgates'll open, all right?

All right.

[knock at door]

[soft music playing]

[sighs]

What's up, baby?

Uh-uh, I paged you all night,

and you show up
the next morning

with some diapers and a...

a bag of chips you eating
out of.

Come on, go easy on me,
all right?

It's the thought that counts.

Not to mention
I miss you and Nee-Nee.

-[scoffs]
-[Meech] Oh, look...

I bought your favorites.

Jujyfruits, really?

You don't want to take it,
I will.

[Lori] I hate you.

♪ ♪

[sighs]

Nee-Nee.

-[door closes]
- It's your daddy.

I missed you, baby girl.

Mm.

What you been doing, huh?

Went to practice. Went to work.

I got Nee-Nee a new dresser
and put it together.

Why you ain't call me?
I would've did it.

No, you would've paid
someone to put it together.

Same thing.

No, it's not.

You got that money I sent you?

Yeah, thanks.

You didn't have to send
that much.

I told you I got money saved.

♪ ♪

What you doing?
Why you put her back?

We both know
why you're really here.

[chuckles]

I mean, a woman got needs, too.

♪ ♪

Okay.

Damn.

[singer] ♪ You, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Oh, whoa, where you been
Where you been ♪

♪ All my life? All my life? ♪

♪ I've been waiting
I've been waiting ♪

♪ ♪

♪ You ♪

[Karen] And what makes you think
the hospital made a mistake?

[Charles] Look at his eye.

You tell me.

Is it just wandering,
or is your vision affected?

[Charles] "Just wandering"?

Your uncle told us
you were a good lawyer.

Charles.

I didn't mean to imply
that cosmetic appearances don't matter.

I'm just trying to figure out

how serious the malpractice
might have been.

My vision's actually
been getting worse,

and, uh, sometimes my eye
gets really blurry.

Things took a turn
when they brought him back

for that corrective surgery
at the hospital.

"Corrective"?
Was that their wording?

[Charles] They didn't have
no damn words.

The doctors refused to answer
when I asked them directly,

"Did he make a mistake?"

Hmm.

Well, look,
we can file a malpractice suit.

[Terry]
How long would that take?

[Karen] Depends.
The filing begins a process

where we get
all the hospital records.

Sometimes when they know
they messed up

and they don't want
those records to come out,

it rattles their cages,

and they make an offer
out of the gate.

I don't want to just rattle their cages
and see what falls out.

I want them to pay
for what they done to my son.

I'm not advocating
to settle for peanuts.

I'm saying the way they respond
will tell us a lot

about how bad things
are for them.

Then we can weigh
the cost-benefit

of pushing for more
versus settling.

I'm not going to treat you
or Terry

the way the hospital did.

I promise.
You're in good hands.

Thank you for the coffee cake,
Mrs. Flenory.

It was delicious.
I'll be in touch.

- All right.
- I'll walk you out.

[Karen] Okay.

-[door opens]
-Thanks.

-[Lucille] Thank you.
-[Karen] Thank you.

I don't trust her as far
as I could spit.

Because you don't think
she's a good lawyer

or because
she's Pastor Swift's niece?

Both.

You gonna stay for dinner?

I'm not Demetrius.

I ain't hanging around nowhere
I don't actually stay.

I think you've made
your point, Charles.

I ain't trying to make one.

Pops, you can't just leave us
'cause of what Meech did.

This is between
your mother and I.

And I completely understand that,
but we a family.

Here, we have
the christening coming up.

I mean, you should be fighting
to keep us together,

not letting your pride
tear us apart.

[dramatic music playing]

♪ ♪

[growling playfully, smooches]

Mm. [smooches]

Hey, Lori, Tee's having a christening
for my nephew in a few days.

You know it'd be nice
if we could all be there as a family.

Besides, my mama'd love
to see you and Neeka.

[Lori sighs] Yeah.

That's cool.
Uh, but what you about to do?

Man, what the hell you mean?
I just got here.

No, you want to spend time
with us,

you need to call ahead.

I'm not sitting around here
waiting on you.

So you just gonna use me
for my manhood and put me out?

Pretty much.

And hurry up
before my mama get home.

[rapper] ♪ But I don't know ♪

♪ Maybe it's everything
I been facing ♪

♪ I'm waiting on these doors
To open, I need patience ♪

♪ I'm waiting
But I know it's for a reason ♪

♪ I bring too much flavor
So they salty, I'm seasoned ♪

♪ It's easy, they listening
To everything I'm preaching ♪

♪ So I don't need friends
No more, I just need Jesus ♪

♪ I'm teaching ♪

Check this out.
See if you like it.

Ah, you ain't put nothing
in this to k*ll me

for talking about
them ashy-ass ankles, huh?

[laughs] I should have.

You know I just be f*cking
with you,

but this right here
is the truth.

Mmm.

- Any signs of old boy?
- Mm-mm.

That's a good thing, right?

Depends on how
you look at things.

Lamar knows we're deep.

He's probably just trying
to wait us out.

♪ ♪

Or he could have been
playing us all along.

Wait, what-what you
talking about?

Where the hell you going?

What if shutting down the food trucks
wasn't part of Lamar's main play

but more of a distraction
to get us all here?

[Kato] I don't get it.

Who's watching the stash
right now?

Don't nobody
even know where it's at.

Hoop- Hoop, you being paranoid.

Maybe, maybe not.
But I'ma check it out.

[ominous music plays]

[engine turning over]

♪ ♪

[Lawanda] Your mom said
you and your siblings

wore this at your christenings.

[both laugh]

- It's cute, right?
-[phone rings]

[Lawanda clicks tongue]

Yo, what up?

Yo, Wanda,
c-can you pass me that?

All right, bet.

[bell tolling in the distance]

[indistinct chatter]

[light piano music playing]

♪ ♪

[Terry] Man, you got me
walking into this meeting

smelling like
a g*dd*mn ashtray.

[Meech] Man, it's better than looking
like a f*cking fruitcake

- with that preppie-ass sh*t you got on.
- Yeah, whatever, n*gga.

[clears throat] What's up, bro?

Terry Flenory.
I'm here to see Ron Batten.

No reservation under that name.

Man, he ain't even check the book.

Terry Lee Flenory for Ronald Batten Jr.

Can you check your book, please?

Look, Steve's Soul Food
is about half a mile south.

Now, perhaps you gentlemen--

Man, f*ck this clown ass.
I'm going to the bar.

♪ ♪

n*gg*s.

[indistinct chatter]

What up doe?

Hey, let get a sh*t
of Remy VSOP.

Member number?

Member number.

One, zero, zero.
That's my member number.

[bartender] Sorry, bar's
for members only.

I'm over this bougie-ass sh*t.

♪ ♪

Nah, Rock said
the meeting is here.

f*ck that. We waiting.

Why you always being
so damn stubborn?

I don't know.

Maybe I learned
from my big brother.

[Meech] Yeah, well, that ain't
the only thing I'ma teach your little ass.

[Terry] Hey, my nuts, n*gga.

Hopefully we don't get
stood up.

[Meech] This bougie-ass sh*t.

What the...
Yo, I thought they denied you.

I guess he changed his mind,
sent us over two sh*ts.

♪ ♪

[funky music playing]

[Terry] Let's go.

♪ ♪

[Terry] Yeah, so when
we get there, as long as--

-[Meech] Yo, what the f*ck?
- sh*t.

[gunman] Fellas.
Let's go ahead and take a walk.

[Meech] Yo, what the f*ck, yo?
What the f*ck?

[Terry] What you doing, man?

- Yo, chill. What the...
-[gunman] Let's go.

Move your Black ass.

[Terry] Where the f*ck
is we going, man?

-[gunman] Don't worry about it.
-[Terry] Y'all bullshitting?

Don't f*cking touch me, n*gga.

-[tires screeching]
- Yo, what the f*ck?

[Terry]
All right, all right! Damn.

[gunman] Get in.

[Meech] I ain't getting in
nowhere, n*gga.

[gunman]
I said get in the f*cking van.

-[Meech] What the--
-[gunman] Let's go.

[Terry] Yo, chill.
What the f*ck?

♪ ♪

[tires squealing]

♪ ♪

[ominous music plays]

♪ ♪

f*ck!

♪ ♪

[g*nf*re]

♪ ♪

[breathing rapidly]

[g*nsh*t]

Agh! [breathing rapidly]

♪ ♪

f*ck you!

-[g*n clicks]
-[man] f*ck.

Aah!

♪ ♪

[grunting]

sh*t!

♪ ♪

[g*nf*re]

f*ck.

♪ ♪

Here, kitty-kitty.

♪ ♪

-[Kato] Come on, get up.
-[Hoop] f*ck up out of...

[groaning]

♪ ♪

[car doors close,
engine turning over]

-[tires squealing]
- f*ck.

f*ck.

♪ ♪

[Terry] Hey, Meech.
Hey, you there?

[Meech] Yeah. Can't see sh*t.

♪ ♪

Yo, Rock, what the f*ck
is we doing, man?

- Where's your man?
-[Pat] Ron not gonna make it.

Y'all thought y'all
was gonna go behind my back

with another plug?

Yo, I keep telling
you m*therf*ckers

I know everything that go down
in these damn streets.

- Pat, we wasn't trying to--
- Shut the f*ck up!

Pat, I been asking for you
to up our volume, man.

You kept on refusing.

What the f*ck was
we supposed to do, huh?

What would you have done?

I hear you, and I respect that.

Man, come on, man.
Look, man, it's my fault.

Tee kept telling me this was
a bad move all along, man.

All right? He ain't have
nothing to do with this.

Just keep him out of this, man.

- Please, Pat. Don't do this.
-[Pat] n*gga, move!

-[Meech] Don't do this. Come--
-[body thuds]

You doing
your m*therf*cking job,

but this n*gga right here?

He wasn't doing his.

I'm out here figuring out
sh*t by myself.

[grunting aggressively]

♪ ♪

You m*therf*ckers
clean this sh*t up.

And give me my f*cking money.

♪ ♪

[shovel scraping]

♪ ♪

[thunder booms]

[Meech] Tee, you all right?

What we supposed to do now?

Don't say sh*t, don't do sh*t.

Just act like nothing happened.

How you expect me to do that?
This sh*t ain't cool, Meech.

[Meech] I know it ain't.

Then don't ask me to pretend.

I meant what I said
back there, all right?

This ain't on you, Tee.

It's on me, man.
It's all my fault.

Dog, don't b*at me
over the head

with this big-brother bullshit,
not right now.

Tee, you kept asking me
to be equal, man.

You wasn't ready.
But I let you have it anyway.

You got to be the most
narcissistic m*therf*cker

- that I know.
- What you talking about?

Meech, just shut the f*ck up.
Please.

[thunder rumbles]

[car door closes,
engine turning over]

[thunder rumbles]

♪ ♪

[distant train horn blowing]

Damn, n*gga, where
the f*ck you been at?

What?

Old boy got us for everything.

Everything.

Man, get the f*ck
out of here, man.

Where was your ass at?

Man, I was handling sh*t
at the hospital with my moms.

n*gga, why you ain't tell us?

We been paging your ass
every f*cking day.

Man, I been f*cked up
over all this sh*t, all right?

We ain't been seeing eye to eye,

and I can't handle no static from your ass
with my mom laid up like that.

n*gga, I don't give a f*ck.

We just lost
everything we f*cking had.

So what you saying--

all this sh*t
is my f*cking fault?

[Hoop] Whoa, man.

- Yo, yo.
- Chill out!

n*gga, I'll b*at
your m*therf*cking ass.

- Get your hands off me!
- f*cking chill!

[Meech] Bitch, f*ck you!

Hoop, you sure it was Lamar?

Man, I heard his ass

just as clear as I'm hearing
y'all right now.

Yo, how the hell he knew
where our stash was?

There was only five people
that knew.

It was Me, Meech, B-Mick, you--

- And Kato.
- Hell, nah. Hell, nah.

If it wasn't for her ass,
I'd be dead as a doorknob.

Kato saved my f*cking life,

so y'all can k*ll
whatever y'all thinking.

Come on.

Ah, I don't think
it was Kato either.

[Meech] n*gga, I don't give
a f*ck what you think.

Chill, Meech.

This crazy-ass m*therf*cker
Lamar been watching us

the entire time.

Maybe we can go after the
m*therf*cker that was with him,

'cause I definitely
clipped him.

Somebody hobbling
around Southwest Detroit

with a f*cked-up limp
right now.

Or maybe we don't do sh*t.

Let's just think and regroup.

Come on.

I'm tired as f*ck.
Pop me to the crib.

[B-Mickie] Yo, come on.

[Hoop] f*cking trippin', man.

[boat horn blares]

[indistinct radio chatter,
distant sirens wailing]

[boat horn blares]

[detective]
Get a report for me, okay?

Thank you.

[indistinct chatter]

[Bryant] Hey!

[detective]
Top of the morning to you.

Well, well, well.

What's it been,
six, seven years now?

About that.

And I've been on harbor patrol
for the last five.

Ha. Ha.

I see that diving
keeping you in shape.

I'm a supervisor now.

- I got guys for that.
- Mm.

[detective]
How's Gloria and Kevin?

[Bryant] We separated.
This time, it's for real.

Kevin's with me,

and I'm getting ready
for a nasty divorce.

[detective] That f*cking sucks.

[Bryant] No, man.
That's f*cking life.

And you know how well
I'm versed in it.

So how's the good old Ecorse PD
treating you?

Small city, smaller budget,

different department,
same sh*t.

I got a call about a floater

in the river
fitting your description.

My divers have been in that
water searching for that body.

I'm getting ready to call it.
You sure it's on the up-and-up?

Of course,
or I wouldn't have called you.

[scoffs] I got a pocket full
of your wooden nickels, man.

This wouldn't be the first time
you pulled the wool over my eyes.

None of my sh*t ever blew back on you
or anybody else, for that matter.

That's because your ass ran off
to a new jurisdiction.

Yo, look--

What the f*ck you want
from me, man?

Hell, I don't know.

Maybe for the officer
who trained me

to follow the same code
he taught me to follow?

That's it.

[diver] Detective Wallace!
We got something!

Definitely a body trapped
down there in that debris.

But with all this sludge,
we can't unleash it.

All right, call another unit
with a board.

See if we
can't wiggle him free.

[organ music plays]

♪ ♪

[gospel singer vocalizing]

♪ ♪

[Pastor Swift] Father God,
we thank You

for bringing us together

for such a glorious occasion.

Lord, we're here to celebrate

and welcome Terry Lee Flenory

into holy communion with You.

Church, say amen.

[congregation] Amen.

And who will be
giving this child away

to be christened?

- We do.
- We do.

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ ♪

And do you commit to raising
this child

to love
and understand Jesus Christ?

And do you commit
to teaching this child

the commandments
as God taught us--

how to love ourselves
as our neighbors?

We do.

And who will be
this child's godparents?

♪ ♪

And do you commit to assisting

Terry's parents
with raising him

to know Jesus Christ?

-[Nicole] We do.
-[Meech] We do.

Oh, yes, Lord.

Lord, we... we thank You

for the... the gift of life.

♪ ♪

We know that every life
that You create, Father,

is precious.

[Terry Jr. fusses]

♪ ♪

Every life has
a special meaning, Lord.

[Pat grunting aggressively]

[Pastor Swift]
We ask that You bless

and protect Brother Terry.

We ask that You bless
his family,

that they may seek Your love

and guidance
and protection, Father.

[Terry Jr. cries]

[woman] ♪ Jesus ♪

♪ He loves me ♪

♪ This I know ♪

[Pastor Swift] All rise.

[woman] ♪ For the... ♪

[Pastor Swift]
I christen you in the name

of the Father, the Son,
and the Holy Spirit.

Church, say amen.

[congregation] Amen.

[woman] ♪ So ♪

♪ All little ♪

♪ Ones to ♪

♪ Him belong ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ They are weak ♪

♪ But He ♪

♪ Is strong ♪

♪ Oh, yes ♪

♪ Jesus... ♪

[Lawanda] Thank you so much,
Pastor Swift.

Thank you for everything.

[Pastor Swift]
Pleasure's all mine, sister.

And you know I got Tee,

just like I took care of you
many moons ago.

He's covered.

Praise God.

Family, God bless you all.

- Hey, Pastor.
- Hey, Pastor.

Pops, are you coming
to brunch with us still?

I wouldn't miss it
for the world.

Hey, this is like a little
mini family reunion right here.

Somebody should take a picture.

I know. I-I-I have my camera,
but I forgot it in the car.

[Pastor Swift]
Excuse me, sisters.

Excuse me, officers,
is there a problem?

We need to speak to a member
of your congregation.

[Pastor Swift]
No, not right now, brother.

We wrapping up a celebration.
Can this thing wait?

No, Pastor, it can't.

Demetrius, we need you
to come downtown with us.

For what? What is this about?

Ma'am, we need to speak
with your son about a missing person.

Do you have a warrant?

No, but it'd be easier
on everybody

if he just came down with us.

Look,
I don't really believe that,

so I'm gonna have
to politely decline.

♪ ♪

[Bryant] Okay.

♪ ♪

I don't think
I'm gonna be eating with y'all.

What are you talking about, Charles?

What are you talking about?

Charles!

[woman vocalizing]

♪ ♪

[Kato sighs]

[electronic music playing
on boom box]

♪ ♪

[woman] ♪ So many lessons ♪

♪ I had to learn
The hard way ♪

♪ So many pressures I'm under
But I don't say ♪

♪ Tell myself to shake it off
In the morning ♪

[Kato screams, grunting]

♪ ♪

[Kato groaning]

[breathing shakily]

♪ ♪

You done forgot what side
of the streets you belong.

I gave you the info
to the food trucks

and the stash house.

You fired a f*cking g*n at me?

I had to sh**t to make it
look real, Lamar.

I'm the only other person
that knew where the stash was.

Aah!

[Lamar] Bitch, I ain't stupid.

I'm doing what I have to do
to get their trust.

I swear
on my father's grave, Lamar.

[Lamar] Man, open
your m*therf*cking mouth.

Only reason why I ain't peeling
your f*cking cap back

is 'cause your dad
was a good dude.

But you ever raise
a f*cking heater at me again,

it'll be your last time.

[breathing shakily]

♪ ♪

[door opens, slams]

[indistinct chatter]

-[upbeat funky music playing]
-[man] Ha ha. Yeah.

-[knock at door]
-Locking it.

♪ ♪

♪ We rock the block
To the break of dawn ♪

♪ We on the airwaves
When your radio's on ♪

♪ We bring the heat
When we're on the street ♪

♪ Turn your radio on
And rock to the b*at ♪

[B-Mickie] Yo, what's up?
You good?

Came to see
if you wanted some company.

[rapper] ♪ And in your town ♪

[B-Mickie] All right.

What the hell
was you doing down here?

sh*t, smoking my mind out.

[Kato scoffs]

♪ ♪

[rapper] ♪ We lock the streets
We lock... ♪

You just came just
to give me some compa--

[rapper] ♪ The party people
The way to go ♪

♪ Don't move too slow
The clock is tick-tocking ♪

♪ We don't stop
We just keep on rocking ♪

♪ Locking it down
With the vicious sound ♪

♪ If you didn't know
We the baddest around ♪

♪ Some people say
That we're the eighth wonder ♪

Wait. Wait.
Do you have a condom?

[rapper]
♪ We lock the block... ♪

Hell, yeah.
Which color you want?

[Kato laughs]
You're such an idiot.

[B-Mickie] Yeah, maybe.

But I ain't get high like this
all the time.

[rapper] ♪ Locking it down ♪

♪ We rock the block
To the break of dawn ♪

♪ We on the airwaves
When your radio's on ♪

♪ We bring the heat
When we're on the street ♪

♪ Turn your radio on
And rock to the b*at ♪

[Kato moaning]

[distant dog barking]

Kick your ass
for showing up here.

I can say the same thing--

how you showed up
to my nephew's christening.

You lied to me.

Jay Mo was dragged
out the Detroit River today

with a b*llet in his head.

- Man, I ain't do that sh*t.
- Bullshit, n*gga.

I didn't f*cking k*ll that man.

What the f*ck you talking about?
Last time I seen him, he was fine.

Okay, so then what happened to him, Meech?
I mean, who k*lled the kid?

How the f*ck should I know, huh?

Okay, so, here,

my boss is going
after everybody--

you, Terry, and anybody else
in the Downriver area

- that's dealing dr*gs.
- No, don't start that sh*t.

m*therf*cker, do you know what kind
of sh*t you got me caught up in?

I know.

And I got a little extra
for you for your inconvenience.

But right now we got to stick
together more than ever, man.

n*gga,
there ain't no we, Meech.

This is over. This is finished.

No, this sh*t ain't over with.

Not yet.

You still need me
as much as I need you.

Don't ever forget that.

[object clatters]

[insects chirping]

[Lamar]
"I'll huff, and I'll puff,

and I'll blow your house in."

Now, the Three Little Pigs,
they thought they were smart.

They weren't gonna let
no Big Bad Wolf

into their house.

But they didn't know...

that the wolf
had already found his way in

and took everything
that they had.

[chuckles] But, Daddy,
that's not how the story goes.

The pigs bake the wolf.

Ah, well, in my version,

the wolf... eats the pigs!

[giggling]

Hmm.

[gentle music playing]

I love you.

- I love you, too.
- Hmm.

- Night.
- Good night.

♪ ♪

Zoe's knocked out.

She loves you so much.

[chuckles] I'm just hitting
my stride, you know.

I don't know.

It's something different
about you.

I got you something.

Ooh, what is it?

♪ ♪

Lamar!

I told you I'd be putting
our family first

from here on out.

It's beautiful!

[Lamar chuckles]

How did you pay for that?

If you want to know the truth,

I'll tell you
every single detail.

Or...

...I can put it on ya.

♪ ♪

I love it.

Yeah?

- Yes.
-[chuckles]

♪ ♪

Dang.

Ain't that the prettiest thing
I ever seen?

Lamar, no.

It's okay, baby.
There ain't no pressure.

["There's Nothing
I Can Do About It" playing]

[Mike James Kirkland]
♪ Out to get even for what ♪

♪ ♪

♪ My last girl
Put me through ♪

♪ ♪

♪ You acted so naive ♪

♪ ♪

♪ I thought
I'd take it out on you... ♪

[Monique] Oh!

Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!

♪ ♪

f*ck, Lamar!

[Mike James Kirkland]
♪ Revenge was the only thing ♪

♪ To cure my ills ♪

[Monique moans]

♪ Now I need you so ♪

♪ And I'm loving you
More and more ♪

[music stops]

[woman] Get in.

Are you stalking me?

I actually like how you handled
yourself the other night.

You Big L?

I did my homework,
and I like what I found.

You're green,

but I can definitely do
business with you.

Yo, I'm down, as long as
I can cop my weight up front.

That's the only way
I do business.

But I do have one condition
of my own.

I only work with you.

I don't work with your brother
or anyone else directly.

Will that be a problem?

Nah. Not a problem at all.

Good.

[haunting hip-hop music plays]

♪ ♪

[Big L] I'll be in touch.

♪ ♪

[Older Meech] Pat said
I turned my back on him.

I thought it was justified.

Pat was a father figure,

and by breaking away, I set
an example for my brother.

So, when Terry had the chance,

he just followed
in my footsteps.

♪ ♪