02x05 - Moment of Truth

[bunniefuu]

[Bryan]
Why the f*ck is Meech here?

[Jin] I brought him in to
fill in the blanks on Lamar.

[Lamar]
Dead man walking, huh?

[Meech]
That makes two of us, p*ssy.

[Jin] Demetrius, is this
the man that sh*t you?

Well you know he ain't gonna
snitch and say who sh*t him.

Right now,
I don't know anything.

There's value to working
hard and playing hard.

[Meech] Yo, Earl,
I'm pressed for time,

and I need to get
this work back.

Sister Lucille,
everything okay?

It's about my marriage.

Lately, we've been
lacking intimacy.

[Meech] Blood don't make you
family--loyalty does.

n*gga buying new cars and sh*t.
We just got robbed.

I just hope
this sh*t works out.

Sounds too good to be true.

Look, you don't have to
worry about anything

except how much
you gettin' paid.

[siren wailing]

[Denise] They found
what you put in my car.

Put your hands
behind your back.

We got to get the f*ck
on up outta here ASAP.

- [crash]
- [Terry] What the f*ck?

[Young Terry] I gotta pee.

[Young Meech]
Are we there yet?

We ain't left
Michigan yet, dummy.

Can y'all stop before I pull
over and whoop both y'all?

[whack]
[Terry] Man, move.

- What's wrong with you?
- [Young Nicole] Ow!

[Lucille] Uh-uh.
No, no.

Y'all better settle
down now, okay?

Now, we gonna lift
our voices up in praise.

["Are We Really Doing
Your Will" plays]

Ooh, this my jam right here.

- Come on now.
- You know I know.

[both laughing]

Mmm.

[Lucille and Charles]
♪ We find everything ♪

♪ We put our hands to do ♪

Ha ha.

♪ You know
The devil always comes ♪

♪ But that ain't hell ♪

[laughter]

[Terry singing along]
♪ Oh, are we really ♪

♪ Doing Your will ♪

[both] ♪ We've come over
A lot of mountains ♪

♪ And all we see for
Miles are hills ♪

♪ ♪

Damn, I ain't heard that sh*t
since we was kids.

♪ ♪

[Older Terry] In English class
we read this poem

by Robert Frost
about two roads diverging

in the woods and sh*t and
how you can't travel both.

Gotta choose one and
stick with it all the way.

[Jin] Denise, if you help us,

our boss has agreed
to work with the DA

to get you a lighter sentence.

[Bryant] This is
a 650-lifer state.

You get caught in Michigan
with any dr*gs above 650 grams,

it's a*t*matic 20 to life.

Your dumb ass got caught
with 3 keys,

which is 3,000 grams,

which means that
you ain't never ever,

ever...

getting out of jail
unless you help us.

U-uh--

Uh-uh-uh.

Now we know you work for the
Flenory Family Car Service.

What we need to know is

are you transporting
for Terry and Meech?

- [knock on door]
- I--

[Monique] Get out. I wanna
talk to my client in private.

Who the f*ck is you?

Unless you wanna disregard
the sixth amendment

and get whatever case you
think you have thrown out

since you want to violate
my client's right to counsel.

Night, night.

- You're my lawyer?
- Not exactly.

But I work for Mr. Culpepper

over at Moss,
McAleese Mims law firm.

I'm here to help.

[Denise] I don't understand.

Look, all I can tell you is
that looking at your case,

you're probably gonna have
to do some jail time

no matter what.

But you have some friends.

Are my friends
covering your fees?

Of course.
And they'll continue

to look over you
and your son financially.

Provided you do
what you're supposed to do,

his college education will
be practically paid for.

But if they go away,
it's bad for all of us.

Look, take some time to
think over their offer.

But don't take too long.

Here's my card.
Call me.

[hip-hop music plays]

I should have known I
couldn't trust your bitch ass.

You people think I'm stupid?

You hocked my sh*t and
bought this g*dd*mn ride.

[Terry] I'ma b*at you ass
like family do.

- [James grunts]
- [Terry] A'ight, Meech, chill.

Meech, chill, chill.

Yo, you bleeding.
You bleeding, n*gga.

Chill, what the f*ck?

It's all right.
Give me them keys, n*gga.

I'm jacking this bitch.

[Older Terry] Forks in
the road can be illusions.

Sometimes, no matter
what path you choose,

you end up exactly where you
was always supposed to be.

[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 ♪

Charles...

you sure you don't
want to go on the retreat?

Chicago is a nice city and...

and we could all use
a change of scenery.

Our family and business
fallin' apart and you want

to go on some church retreat?

Look, I'm upset
about the boys too.

But it's now that we
need our faith the most.

I'm not in the mood
to be preached to.

And from your performance
last week at church,

didn't look like
you were either.

Nicole, go upstairs so I
can talk to your father.

It ain't like Nikki ain't never
seen or heard any of this.

Fine.

[uneasy music plays]

♪ ♪

[Terry] The scratch
we got from the chop shop

for James' whip--
we got about 15 Gs left.

You think your boy Earl
in ATL is still

gonna let us cop with that?

sh*t, probably not,
since you want to hire

f*ckin' Nancy Drew
to drive us.

Yeah, man, that seemed like
the best option at the time.

Relax.

[softly] What the f*ck?

Yo, man,
What the f*ck, Meech?

I need that sh*t.

[Terry] Get your f*ckin' head
in the game, n*gga,

and stop worrying
about school so much.

That's your problem now.

Worry about Denise.

If she don't take our offer,
we S-O-L, Tee.

♪ ♪

[Older Terry] So there we were
on the road less traveled,

hoping to connect
with a blast from the past.

Meech was confident,
but neither one of us

knew what was about to
go down.

We just knew we was gonna
be together no matter what.

[heavy music plays]

♪ ♪

Look, Lamar, I don't
want no trouble.

Then pay up.

Meech and Tee don't run
these streets no more, n*gga.

I do.

m*therf*cker.

Hey, man, run that.

Hurry up.

Bitch-ass n*gga.

[Meech] Damn,
we a long way from home.

[doctor]
Well, I'm in surgery at 8:00,

but maybe
I can pencil him in.

Damn, everybody in this
city is a damn Huxtable.

My n*gga.

Thanks for having this
meeting with us, man.

- No problem.
- This my brother Tee

right here.

[Earl] I ain't seen your ass
since Vegas.

How things been
with my boy K-9?

[Meech] Man, sh*t, dope till
the f*ckin' drought hit.

That's why we trying
to scrape up sh*t now.

I really came to tell you we
only got 15 Gs on our name.

So I really need you
to front us.

[Earl] Even if I could,
I ain't getting paid less

while somebody
sit on my paper

till they work flow again.

There's gotta be
something we can do.

[Meech] Man, come on, Earl.

Look, I came all
the way out here, man,

after I put my body on the line
so you can get paid in Vegas.

Rumor is there's
a kid named Pint

who can turn one bird into two.

Oh, my God. Let me guess--
this Black Houdini m*therf*cker

pull a ho out of a hat, too,
if he need to break one off?

The n*gga just
trying to help us, man.

- g*dd*mn.
- Is he? Is he?

The sh*t sounds like a
f*ckin' fairy tale to me.

Yo, just point me to the
hottest dice game in the city.

Can you do that?

What, you a stick-up kid
or some sh*t?

Man, hell no.

n*gga trying to sh**t
dice to build bank.

If y'all wanna put
it on felt,

I can get you
where you need to be.

[background chatter]

[Charles grunts]

Bye, baby.

- Love you.
- Love you more.

- [Charles chuckles]
- Charles, you're not coming?

- No.
- I was hoping to show you

some lyrics
to a new worship song

- I been working on.
- Well, maybe some other time.

[Sister Riley]
Well, next rehearsal then.

Mmm.
I love you, baby.

Oh, don't worry.
She's in good hands.

Ain't ya?
[giggles]

[singer] ♪ Move your body ♪

♪ Move your body ♪

♪ Move your body
Put it on me ♪

♪ Move along there ♪

♪ Move your body ♪

♪ Move
Your body ♪

♪ Move your body,
Pull it at me ♪

♪ Move your body ♪

♪ Freaky life
On the dance floor ♪

♪ Let me see your...♪

[Terry] Man, we supposed
to be making money,

not blowing it on a titty bar.

[Meech] A titty bar?

These girls don't
got no clothes on, man.

[Earl] Every time somebody
from up north roll in,

they say the same thing.

Now give me a sec.

♪ ♪

Yo, Meech, get your mind

out of the gutter, man--
let's focus.

Man, you need to stop
with all that family sh*t

all the time with Wanda and
let your nuts hang, n*gga.

g*dd*mn.

I ain't gonna lie to you
though, some real sh*t--

Wanda probably the best girl
you could have ever found.

I can say that about
both you baby mamas.

Yeah. Lori's straight.

But Moe's still stressing
about that Lamar sh*t.

Stressin' how?

Yo, don't tell me she's playing
with her nose again.

Meech, that's our f*ckin'
lifeline to this Denise sh*t.

m*therf*cker, I know that.

Think I don't
know that already.

n*gga, she's ain't addicted
or no sh*t like that.

Her and Lamar used to party
back in the day together.

So they got latched on
some kind of way somehow.

I don't even try to
understand it, man.

It's hard to tell why
people fall for who they do.

It just happens.

Oh, sh*t, one-tap-Terry

done caught
some feelings for somebody?

Who is she?

Who's the lucky girl?

Yo, f*ck you, man.
f*ck you!

Ha. Man, you a f*ckin'
dickhead.

[Earl] Yo.

♪ ♪

[Leon] Ah, come on, Goldie.
Let me have one more game.

- [Goldie] Leon I done told you.
- [Leon] Please!

Your arms is too short
to play craps with a god.

Put your money
where your mouth is,

or I give you something
else to put your mouth on.

[low murmurs]

I done already told you
take your ass on.

And I ain't gonna
say the sh*t again.

Lucky for me, I don't
take orders from b*tches.

[chuckling]

Come get this silly
n*gga outta here.

Every g*dd*mn Friday, Leon,

you bring
your drunk ass up in here.

Get his ass on outta here.

And don't let the door hit you
in the p*ssy on the way out,

silly bitch.

You're too old for this sh*t.

And what the f*ck
are you staring at?

Oh, I'm sorry.

I never seen a woman
hold it down like that.

Especially the way you smell.
Mm-mm.

[laughs] Flattery will get
your young ass nowhere.

And I can tell
y'all not from round here,

especially with
that rattail sh*t

comin' out the back of
your head.

I'm Goldie.
I run sh*t.

That's what's up.
We from Detroit.

And they said Atlanta
got country n*gg*s.

[laughing]
Welcome, Detroit, welcome.

I want to buy-in too.
Two dice.

[boxman] Minimum's a G.

You maybe wanna find
some action more your speed.

Well, now hold on, Junior.

If the man say
he wants some action,

let's give him some action.

[Terry] 7,500. Next roll.

All right, Detroit.

He feeling lucky.

What you hitting for?

Your pick.

Place your bets.

You need Mama to blow on
them for some luck?

Uh, son, you hold those much
longer and we gonna die here.

[snickering, chatter]

[Terry]
Man, Southwest all day.

[Goldie] Ooh.

Fellas, I think we just
made us a new friend.

What the f*ck is you doing?

I knew I shouldn't have
listened to you.

You think you
runnin' sh*t, n*gga.

It wasn't my fault. Something
ain't right with the dice.

And not to mention,
it's my money on the felt,

so I am running this sh*t.

Just give me
the rest of the cash.

You stupid, n*gga.

You told me that you could win.

I side bet everything on you.

Now we flat f*ckin' broke.

f*ck, Meech!

- I gotta talk to Earl.
- No, don't f*ckin' do that.

He sent us to this
bogus ass place.

The fix was in the moment we
walked in this bitch--I'm out.

[Goldie] Aw, come on now, Detroit.

Don't leave, babies.

I will bet against
your young asses any day.

[Goldie chuckles]

Lil' country n*gg*s
trying to come down here

with that sh*t coming
out the back of their head.

Come on, put this sh*t up.

[Mabel]
Hm. You don't stop, huh?

[Charles] Huh?

[ahem]
Well, no-no point in, uh,

sittin' in an empty house.

I'll be, uh, done with
all this in a few days.

You had supper yet?

I'm fine. Thanks.

Y'all been real
neighborly to me

since I moved in
after my divorce.

If you wanna talk, I'm here.

Uh, I think I'ma call it a day.

- [sighs]
- Sorry. I didn't...

- I didn't mean to upset you.
- Oh, no, I know.

This project helps me
relax, that's all.

Well, if you need
a good distraction,

I'm havin' some people
over Saturday night.

It'll be fun.

I've seen you dance.

There's a wild child
inside waiting to get out.

[both chuckling]

[Charles clears throat]

I'll think about it.

I'll let you know.

[mellow R plays]

♪ ♪

[knock on door]

Someone's here to see you.

Hey, little man.
What you--

Uh, can you give us a minute?

Sure.

That m*therf*cker
took your Nikes?

Yeah. I just... I decided
to walk over here,

since it'll be easier
than going all the way home.

Did you hit him like I said?

No.

Well, this kid is not
gonna stop picking on you

unless you give him
a reason to, yeah?

You know what, never mind.
Never mind.

I'm putting you in PAL Boxing
or karate or some sh*t.

No, Dad.

I don't like sports.

Kevin, if you don't
learn to defend yourself,

people will be punking you
your entire life.

Dad, I'm not you.

Stop trying to make me
into somebody I'm not.

Okay.

Come on.

Okay.

But I am going
with you tomorrow

to the principal's office.

No, no, no, no.

The situation
is already resolved.

- Kevin.
- Everything is fine, Dad.

Kevin!

I am not gonna let people
keep messing with you

and do nothing.

Seriously, son, you
don't have on any shoes!

Now, I'm gonna put an
end to this foolishness.

Why do you never listen
to what I want?

It's always what you want.

Your answer is not
always the right one.

[mellow hip-hop music]

Oh--here you go, Lamar.

Uh, loose burger, chili cheese
fries, and a red pop.

n*gga, am-am--

am I invisible, n*gga?
What happened to my sh*t?

You didn't pay for food, sir.

He didn't pay for food, sir.

Oh, he doesn't have to.

[Alvin]
Ain't that 'bout a bitch.

So you the head
m*therf*cker now, huh?

Getting free shine and dines.

I see you.

I'm just getting what
I f*ckin' deserve.

What about when them
Flenory boys come back?

As God as my witness,
and the devil as my hand,

I ain't leaving this Earth
till I body Meech.

'Bout time yo ass
showed up, n*gga.

Break us off something
nice for that Lamar tax,

n*gga.

I know your soft ass
ain't bein' disrespectful.

All right, n*gga, f*ck on.

Go on.
Get. Scram, n*gga.

Ha!
n*gga, that sh*t fun.

I can get used to this sh*t.

Yeah, but ain't no fun

if a king ain't got his queen, though.

And I ain't talking about

that toe sucking for f*ckin'
bullshit you got going on.

I'm talking about
matters of the heart.

You dig?

[Terry] I mean, what the f*ck
are we doing here?

You the m*therf*cker
who lost all our loot.

No, what the f*ck are we doin'
here tapped out in Atlanta?

Chances make champions, Tee.

You wanna spend
your whole f*ckin' life

on the assembly line
like Pops?

Be my guest.

But we never gonna find
our next place in here

bitching at each other.

Please don't tell me
that you buying into

this cr*ck Jesus mess,
all right?

Ho-how do we even know
this turn-one-into-two dude

even exists?

Because I exist.

Tee, listen to me, bro.

We supposed to be dead.

Both of us.

Dead.
But we not.

We here making a
f*ckin' come up, man.

Now, look, I know all
this sh*t sounds crazy,

but it ain't crazier
than all the sh*t

we've already
f*ckin' been through.

You really believe that this
is in God's will for us?

I believe in myself.

And I believe in us.

The Lord don't
make no mistakes.

You gotta believe everything
that's meant to be

is gonna happen.

And that Ty's digits
still ain't changed.

[pad beeping]

[Bryant] Oh, Mrs. Carmichael,
uh, my son Kevin and I,

uh, we need to meet with you.

Sorry, I'm booked with
conference calls all morning.

You'll have to schedule
an appointment.

Look-look, I need to
talk to you today.

[Mrs. Carmichael]
Maybe after school?

So you're not gonna do
anything to protect my son?

Markus Lloyd
has been bullying Kevin,

roughing him up,
stealing his shoes,

- ruining his cartoons.
- [Kevin] Comics books.

Kevin, is this true?

[Mrs. Carmichael]
Kevin?

[uneasy music plays]

♪ ♪

If he won't talk about it

and the staff
hasn't seen anything,

there's really
nothing I can do.

I'm sorry.

[Bryant] Uh-uh.

You go back to school.

♪ ♪

[school bell rings]

[energetic band music]

♪ ♪

[Meech] ...by a hundred
Black Men,

but it's the ladies
who rockin' this bitch.

This sh*t make a muhfucker
wanna go to college for real.

Hey, man, I'm surprised

y'all just
showed up like this.

[Meech] sh*t, I remember when
you told us about this sh*t.

[Ty] I told you, man.

[Meech] Hey, I appreciate you
for them tickets though,

- for real.
- [Ty] Come on, man.

You know I look out
for my own, bro.

- Hell yeah.
- [chuckling]

Hey, y'all still play
hot potato up there?

Different area code, but
the game's still the same.

- Ah...
- [Meech] Bullshit.

Boy, this some different
type of sh*t right here.

Everything in that damn stadium
was black

- except the chalk lines.
- [chuckles]

[Terry] Ooh.

[Meech] See, we still sneakin'
around in whips in the D.

Man, y'all riding around
this m*therf*cker

like the king of Zamunda, man.

[Ty chuckles]

[Ty] Hey, bro.

- Meet me at my crib tomorrow.
- [Meech] Sure.

We're gonna catch up,
all right?

[phone rings]

[Meech] Hey, hold on.

Give Tee the address.
I gotta take this.

All right, bet.

Ayo, our acquaintance is
ready to invest in her future,

but she gonna need that
first contribution quick.

All right.
That's cool.

So... company men
still checkin' in?

Yeah, they stop by
from time to time.

When you coming back?

[sighs]
I don't know about that yet.

Trying to figure it out now.

It ain't snowing out there
no more, is it?

Look, I saved
the company's ass.

Don't think
I won't save my own.

[band continues in background]

[beep, dial tone]

Denise Gunderson's lawyer
went to the DA,

who agreed to let her
plead possession

on less than 650 grams.

[Jin] No way.

- She's eating the charges?
- Yep.

And somehow this task
force has allowed theft

and violent crimes to escalate

during a f*cking drug drought,

which means
my ass is on the line.

[Bryant]
We don't need a push.

Every person in this room
has been busting they chops.

Ha. That's great.

Since you and your partner came
up with absolutely nothing.

Timmons, you're up.

[Timmons sighs]

[Timmons]
Lenora "Big L" Pescado

has been reported missing...
and right now,

our biggest person of interest
is this guy.

Lawrence Canady, aka K-9.

Known trafficker from
the Brewster projects.

His name came up in
a sh**ting outside

of St. Cecilia's gym.

He also owned a Dairy Queen
that was sh*t up last week.

No eyewitnesses
on either sh**ting.

A'ight, so what's
your f*ckin' theory?

My theory is get your asses
back out there.

Look harder, shake more trees,

or I guarantee,
this time next month

we'll all be guarding the
f*ckin' food court at Fairlane.

[Lin] I can't believe
the Flenorys got to Denise.

[Bryant]
Add it to the f*ckin' list.

[Lin] What the heck's that
supposed to mean?

Nothin'. Nothin'.

I just got a few
things on my mind.

Hello.
Transparency, remember?

That's when we're on the job.

No, that's in life.

Everything that happens
in our personal life

affects us on the field.

I can't have you
distracted about your son

when you're supposed to
be covering my ass.

I saw your interaction
with Kevin.

My older sister Michelle was--

I don't wanna hear
your dead kitten speech

after you just got
done telling me

you were spying on me
and my boy.

I don't give a f*ck.

You gotta listen to me
because I might

actually have something to say
that could help your ass.

My sister Michelle
was in a relationship

with an abusive assh*le.

She made me promise
not to tell our parents

because he was white.

Few months later,
he b*at her to death

in the middle of the courtyard
of his apartment building.

There were tons of witnesses,
and nobody helped.

It's why I became a cop,

because nobody was looking out
for people who look like us.

That's tough.

[car door closes,
engine starts]

Taking garbage off
the street is one thing,

but if we can't make the world
a safer place

for the people that we love,
what the f*ck are we doing?

You're right.

Uh...

just need some time
to clear my head.

Take all the time you need.

I'll see you when you get back.

- [click]
- Get the f*ck off my property!

I just wanna talk.
I just-I just wanna talk.

All right? Look I...
Look, I know I f*cked up, Moe.

But I would never
hurt you or Zoe.

Did your dizzy ass forget
you put your hands on me

in front of my daughter?
And you sh*t Meech?

How the f*ck you defending
that m*therf*cker?

He ain't no different from me.

Look, I ain't no monster, okay?
He is.

Look, man, my...

my insides all f*cked up
because of him.

And even if I wanted to make
love to you, I can't.

Look, let's be real clear.

You ain't never
touching me again.

I survived for a reason, okay?

I got a second chance at life,

and I'm grateful as f*ck
for that.

I'm just hoping I can get
the same with my family.

Zoe is scared of you.

I had to send her away.

Look, you gotta bring
Zoe back home, okay?

It messes up kids
when they ripped away

from their mothers.

When my mother d*ed,
man, I swear

it f*cked me all the way up--
all I wanted was revenge.

[quiet music plays]

♪ ♪

Look, just, uh...

I know
this gonna take some time,

but, uh...

just-just think about
what I'm saying.

Moe.

[loud knocking]

This n*gga.

Again.

[knocking continues]

Yo!

Meech and Terry jetted, a'ight?

n*gg*s ain't saying sh*t.

Tired of doing the same
dance with yo' ass.

Cool.
'Cause I ain't here for that.

I need you for something else.

[edgy music plays]

[doorbell rings]

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

Damn, this sh*t look
like a real crib,

not a g*dd*mn stash house.

Been hiding in plain sight.

[Ty] Hey, come on, man.
Y'all know what it is.

[Meech] g*dd*mn!
This m*therf*cker code!

And we still nailing plywood
to HUD homes in Detroit.

These m*therf*ckers out here
living fat as f*ck.

g*dd*mn.

[Ty]
Carl, Meech and Terry.

- What up, doe?
- A'ight now.

I'm Meech.
This my brother Tee.

- What's going on with you, bro?
- [Terry] What's up?

[Ty sighs] All right.

so what really
brings y'all to the A?

Know y'all ain't drive
all the way down here

to check out our architecture.

[Meech] Yeah. I'ma keep it
all the way real,

as simple as possible.

We ain't exactly flush
right now, but we need to cop.

Problem is,
me and Tee got tapped

in one of them dirty-ass
dice games.

[Ty]
It's foreign territory, Meech.

It's tough to come
rolling in and not know

the lay of the land,
you know what I mean?

Yeah, but we thought
we had a connect

until ol' boy played us.

[Meech sighs]
Yeah, see, we was told

that there was a dude
out here called Pint

who could whip one into two.

[edgy music plays]

♪ ♪

[Ty] Where the f*ck y'all
hear that from?

Come on, man.

You and I been runnin'
and gunnin' since Detroit.

You know me and Tee wouldn't
be here for no reason.

Yeah, trust me, I get that.

But you still
need money to cop.

Right. That's what I was
gonna ask you,

if you can front us 10 keys
till we get back on our feet.

[Ty] Look, man,
I wish I could, bro.

- But not in a drought.
- [Meech] Come on, Ty.

Now, look at this sh*t, man.
You out by the lake and sh*t.

You flush as f*ck.
n*gga, you got it.

Meech.

Did anybody else take that bet?

Exactly.

Weight's at a premium
right now.

So it's in God We Trust
or bust.

And I tell you what, if you
manage your paper right,

then I'll see what I can do
about finding this Pint dude.

Now how the hell
I'm supposed to do that?

I only got $1,000 to
my f*ckin' name, man.

Hey, I suggest that you invest
your money wisely, brother.

Look, just show me
where they hittin' at.

I quit gambling, bro.

That sh*t like flushing
money down the toilet.

And I work way too hard
for mine, as you can see.

[Terry] So I guess we back
at square one.

[dance music playing]

♪ ♪

I didn't think you were coming.

I didn't think so either.

What made you change your mind?

I just needed to
blow off some steam.

Well, you came to
the right place.

[singer] ♪ Who was she
And what's her game ♪

♪ I gotta know how
Anyone could take her place ♪

♪ Yeah, she came in
With the games ♪

♪ Such a winner I got
A turn in her game ♪

♪ It was...♪

♪ ♪

For you.

Oh, no, no.
You know I don't drink.

I also know
you're a grown ass man.

And if one drink
turns you into an animal,

I promise to get you
under control.

Um...

Mabel, thanks so much
for bringing him.

We hit the jackpot
with this one.

Maybe we should get some air.

Oh, Nicole,
would you take this?

I want to talk to Sister
Riley about the bake sale.

- Hey, Lucille.
- Hey, if I asked you

a question,
would you tell me the truth?

Of course. Anything.

Are you sleeping
with my husband?

What? No.
Absolutely not.

I mean, I see the way
y'all look at each other

during performances and...

and how you want to
show him your music.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

I haven't done
anything with Charles.

I haven't done anything
with anyone at church.

Don't you dare try to
play me for no fool.

I see how you come up in here

trying to show yourself off
to all these men.

When I was young,
I made some mistakes.

But I found my way
back to the church.

And I am telling you,

there is nothing going on
between me and Charles.

[whispering] I'm sorry.

[Kiabu]
I'm so damn tired.

[Goldie] I want you to go home
and hug up on your girls.

And you tell 'em sisters gotta
always have each other's back.

[Kiabu]
Why you always say that?

[Goldie]
'Cause I mean it.

A'ight, I'ma wait
till you get in your car.

You know Goldie good, baby.

If a m*therf*cker
run up on me--

[laughs]
surprise, surprise.

You crazy.
A'ight, see you tomorrow.

All right, baby.
Get home safe.

What the hell?

[Meech] Uh-uh-uh.

Keep your hands where
I can f*ckin' see 'em.

I guess them Detroit
boys ain't so slow

after all, huh, Goldie?

What you want?

You want my money?
My purse?

[Meech] Come on now,
we smart enough to know

you ain't gonna have sh*t
on you.

We just wanna
win back the money

that you and your g*ons
took from us.

I ain't running
no game tonight.

Yeah, but I'm sure you know
where one's at, right?

You know this the ATL.

And ain't nothing for free.

Come on, baby.
You know we know that.

That's why we gonna make sure
you good once we straight.

Okay.
Okay.

Well, there is a game.

It's going on in Bankhead,

and it's ran
by a cat named Mike.

And this ain't no cute sh*t

'cause homie don't suffer
no fools.

Neither do we.

[Mabel]
Thanks for helping me clean up.

I haven't had a night like
this since I can remember.

[Mabel]
You're allowed to, Charles.

Every now and then,
it's good to

just treat yourself
to something you wanna do.

Well, thanks again.
[laughs]

A'ight, have a good one.

You don't have to
rush out either.

[jazzy music plays]

[singer]
♪ She don't ♪

♪ Understand ♪

♪ What it is ♪

♪ That he really needs ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Always real chill ♪

♪ On his nerves ♪

[indistinct singing
continues]

♪ ♪

[Charles and Mabel moaning]

♪ Over ♪

♪ Over to me ♪

♪ While you sittin'
All alone ♪

♪ He's makin' love to me ♪

♪ You sent him over ♪

♪ Over ♪

♪ You pushed him away... ♪

Mmm...

[background chatter]

- [Goldie] Hey, Fat Mike.
- [player] Smoke that sh*t.

I got a cat in here who
want to bet high stakes.

You vouching for him?

- He here, ain't he?
- What's your name?

Rico.
Rico Seville.

Long as you got the cheese,
you can enjoy yourself,

Rico-Rico Seville.

[singer]
♪ Backhand slapped whore ♪

♪ k*lled your freak
At the bus now ♪

♪ An anthr*x bore ♪

♪ Heaters in the South, the
Heat seekers to the mouth ♪

♪ f*ck the DEA,
My habit was the reason ♪

♪ For the drought,
High tolerance ♪

♪ Every day, I have to know ♪

♪ There's a star right
Under they f*ckin' noses ♪

♪ The weed really run out,
I'm start f*ckin' coasters ♪

♪ We grab the magazine,
Roll the f*ckin' roaches ♪

♪ We've got the greenest
Ganja sack ♪

♪ I'm leaving some of that
I go through this ♪

♪ And a team of lumberjacks ♪

[Meech] Yeah!

[singer] ♪ I smoke the blunt ♪

♪ n*gg*s with my own sh*t,
I ain't roll a rhyme ♪

♪ In months,
With ten whole years ♪

♪ We locked a whole block,
And f*ck the police hounds ♪

♪ We copped the whole
Crop, shawty ♪

♪ I warned y'all,
I'm a beast up, y'all ♪

♪ This is often we own y'all,
I wanna smoke some sh*t ♪

♪ Where that, where that?
I wanna smoke some sh*t ♪

♪ Where that, where that?
I gotta smoke some sh*t ♪

♪ Where that, where that?

What the f*ck are you doing?

These two n*gg*s
is working together.

[overlapping shouting]

[Mike] Shut the f*ck up!

Mike, g*dd*mn, take it easy.

Look, they first
came here thinking

I wouldn't f*ckin' notice.

And then y'all...
what, y'all bettin' together?

You throwing bustos, ain't you?

What the f*ck are you
talkin' about?

[Mike]
I ain't stupid, Goldie.

[indistinct chatter]

- New dice.
- [Terry] Oh, my f*ckin' God.

[Mike]
A'ight, Jerome.

If you're really
that f*ckin' lucky,

then you and
Rico-Rico over there

should keep winning, right?

Because if you don't,
I'ma k*ll the both of you.

And I ain't f*ckin' with
your ass no more, Goldie.

Roll.

[tense music plays]

[Terry]
Southwest all day.

Hell yeah. f*ck!

[chuckling]

And I ain't f*ckin' with
your ass no more, Mike.

Don't you ever question

my motherfuckin'
integrity, n*gga.

You know who the f*ck I am.

f*ck you.

f*ck all of you.

Game over. m*therf*cker!

Get them the f*ck out of here.

f*ck!

[commotion, chatter]

[Mike] The f*ck you lookin' at?
Pay that m*therf*cker!

[Charles and Mabel moaning]

[clears throat]

[Charles chuckles]

[door opens]

[whispering] sh*t.

Hey, baby.

Welcome back.

- How did it go?
- Enlightening.

[Nicole]
You lucky you wasn't there.

- [Charles] Hey.
- Hi.

I'm sorry I've been
so out of sorts lately.

And we both been under att*ck,

and it's
been wearing on our souls.

And I realize that
I have not been

paying much attention to how
you might feel and I just...

I just want us to
get our groove back.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

Just been a long day.

Well, the day is not over yet.

[Charles sighs]

[doorbell rings]

Ah, Hot Potato Boys
back again, huh?

[Meech] Yeah. You feel me?

There your product, bruh.

That's it?

That's what your money
gets you in a drought, bro.

Take it or leave it.

Yeah, I was hoping we
at least got twice this.

[Ty] Nah.

[Meech] Hey, my man. Yo.

Hey, how much
for that whip method?

[Carl] What the f*ck you
talking about?

[Terry] Yo, we seen you
measuring sugar over there

like a mad scientist.

Clearly you the m*therf*cker
we need to know,

so what's up, Pint?

I saw you sizing us up
deciding whether you

want to f*ck with us or not.

Look, man, we get it, a'ight.

You Ty Washington's boy.

We understand.

I got a very
specific skill set.

More people find
out what I do,

how I do it,
less special I become.

Your secret's safe
with us, homie.

We're not even from here,
we're from the D.

So there's no competition.

And not to mention,
we'll break you off.

So what's up?
What y'all talking?

Take that much paper
off Mike...

y'all must be some real ones.

So for you two...
[sniffs]

- price of a bird.
- [Meech] Oh, hell.

Look. Even if you can
double it,

we don't know when this f*ckin'
drought's gonna be over.

We're gonna take everything
we can carry, Tee.

- Everything.
- Yeah but how we gonna pay him?

You ain't gonna like it.

- Gotta give him your keys.
- No, no, no.

Gotta give him your keys
and your pink slip, n*gga.

[Terry] I'm not
selling my sh*t.

[Meech] We don't
have no choice.

Give him the sh*t, man.

Man, you're... you're
the f*ckin' devil.

No. What? No! Leave me alone.
You sell your sh*t.

[Meech] Bro, give him
the f*ckin' keys, man.

g*dd*mn.

[mellow music plays]

♪ ♪

[both moaning]

[Lucille] Oh, my God.

♪ ♪

[Carl]
Now see, cocaine's a girl.

You got to talk to her
just like you would

any other, especially when
you whippin' that ass.

You know what I'm saying.

Say Judy!

Yes, ma'am.

Judy.

Give me that big ol' booty.

Ah, there you go. Okay.

Jump, n*gga.
[chuckling]

There you go.

Okay.

All right, now when you
see it start to expand,

you gotta pour some cold
water on that bitch

and lock up.

Pow!
Yes, sir.

And then you pull out
half the come back.

Man, how the hell
you learn that?

[Carl]
My old man a basehead.

I ain't wanna follow
in his footsteps,

so I did this instead.

What's up with the blueberries?

My blueberry muffins, n*gga.

Now focus up
and get to whippin'.

Go on, Tee.

Betty Crocker that bitch, man.

[Carl] A'ight.

[upbeat music plays]

♪ ♪

You Markus, right?

Yeah, who asking?

Leave Kevin Bryant
the f*ck alone.

The f*ck you gonna do?

There's three of us
and one of you.

Damn!

[singer]
♪ Don't you step on my ♪

♪ Fresh white sneakers,
They go with my outfit ♪

♪ Brand new kicks ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Punk ass m*therf*cker ♪

♪ Don't you step on my
Fresh white sneakers ♪

Ah, m*therf*cker!

I catch you cheating
again, you gonna need

- a new place to hide, n*gga.
- Whatever, bro.

- Run that sh*t, back.
- [Ty] I run it back.

Yo, I was worried
coming out here,

wondering if we was
heading towards

the right direction or not.

But you really pushed me out
of my comfort zone and we won.

That's what a brother's
supposed to do.

To me it sound like a
n*gga want back in BMF.

I never left.
I just took a step back.

Oh, for real?

Nah, I'm bullshitting.
I'm back in 100%.

That's what I like to hear.

Womb to the tomb.

Womb to the motherfuckin' tomb.

[Older Terry] I been lying
to myself this entire time.

Truth is I was
finally traveling

back down the road
I wanted to be on

since the day
I set foot on it.

[knock on door]

Nicole, can you get that?

[knocking continues]

Nicole!

This child.

[heavy music plays]

♪ ♪

You Meech and Terry's mom?

I am.

A-and you are?

Your boys, they hurt me.
They hurt me really bad.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Maybe we should pray together.

[Lamar]
Maybe we shouldn't.

[Terry] I ought to punch
your ass

for making me hand over
my ride.

Damn, we're going back
home with everything

that we came here for.

I'ma buy your Black ass
a new car.

Stop worrying about that sh*t.

And then you go get
a red rental knowing

we already riding dirty.

It was no whips left.
This was the last one they had.

Just drive the speed limit,
how about that?

You m*therf*cker,
I ain't driving sh*t, n*gga.

Your ass is.

[phone rings]

Hey, what up?

[whispering] The man
who k*lled Darius is here.

- He's here with Mama.
- Wait, wait, what?

[Nicole] You need
to come here now.

A'ight. We on our way.
Meech, we got to bounce.

[Lamar] I'm sorry, lady.

[Lucille]
Why don't you pray with me?

Please.

Dear Lord...

I ask You to watch
over and heal this young man

and let him know that...

And let him know that the pain
that he's in is not in vain

and that You have
a plan for him

even though it might not
be revealed just yet.

I ask You, Lord...

I ask You to forgive my boys,

their trespasses, as awful
as they may seem, and...

and let him know that
vengeance does not belong

to us, dear Lord, but to You.

A-and it's not too late
for him or-or any of us

to be saved through
Your salvation.

We ask this
in Your Mighty Name.

Amen.
[whispering] Amen.

[edgy music playing]

♪ ♪

[Older Terry]
Choosing a path is easy.

Dealing with the
repercussions is not.

Sometimes your loved ones are
forced to walk the same path

and you can only hope
that they're ready.

[singer] ♪ We gone
Get through this ♪

♪ And I know it 'cause ♪

♪ Trouble don't last always ♪

♪ We gone get through this ♪

♪ And I know it 'cause ♪

♪ Trouble don't last,
Last always ♪

♪ We gone get through this
And I know it 'cause ♪

- ♪ Lord have mercy ♪
- ♪ Trouble don't last ♪

♪ Always ♪

- ♪ We gone get through ♪
- ♪ We gone get through this ♪

♪ Get through this, I know ♪

♪ Trouble don't last ♪

♪ Last always ♪

- ♪ It don't last ♪
- ♪ It don't last ♪

♪ Please don't last no no ♪

- ♪ No ♪
- ♪ Trouble don't last ♪

♪ Always ♪

- ♪ It don't last ♪
- ♪ It don't last ♪

- ♪ God have mercy ♪
- ♪ It don't last ♪

- ♪ It don't last ♪
- ♪ Trouble don't last ♪

- ♪ Last always ♪
- ♪ Last always ♪

- ♪ It don't last ♪
- ♪ It don't last ♪

- ♪ It won't last ♪
- ♪ It don't last ♪

- ♪ It'll soon be over ♪
- ♪ Trouble don't last always ♪

♪ Trouble will be over
in the mornin' ♪