04x01 - Hail Mary

[bunniefuu]

[Dime] Previously on
All the Queen's Men...

All right, fellas!
Line it up.

It's roll call.

Damn, we ain't do one
of these in a minute.

No, we haven't,
so I need to make sure

- y'all n*gg*s ain't slippin'.
- [cheering]

Tommy, let's do this.

And...action.

Somebody's after me trying
to get me to turn on Madam.

We now know that Concierge

is behind hacking
Fuego's computer.

Have a seat.
This was all in your email.

They have video of me
at the halfway house.

But I thought, uh--

That Concierge
took care of it, right.

He's making his move.

[screaming]
[g*nf*re]

Looks like he was
too scared to show his face.

Afraid that I'd blow
that m*therf*cker off

like I did his brother.

[siren chirps]

[Madam] Hey, ladies!

Now, we don't like
the authorities

to get involved in our
girls' night out, do we?

- Ms. DeVille.
- DA Rodds.

The first person
we are eliminating is Madam.

Do you and your husband
have a lot of enemies?

Rayshon!

[Madam] DA Rodds goes down.

You become mayor,

and you do what the
f*ck I tell you to.

You have control over the mayor,

you got control over the city.

Trouble and Champ got kidnapped.

- [Trouble] Hey!
- [Doc] In a f*cking white van!

That's some afterschool
special type sh*t.

- What are you doing here?
- Apologizing.

Please don't do this.

Dime, if you do this,

you'll be the one
to regret it, Dime!

You get a promotion.

I'ma go ahead
and let you rejoin VIP.

I'm bringing this shirt
over to you.

I'm sure it's gonna be a match
on Tina's blood.

Law thinks I'm dead,
I'm free.

Hey, Daddy.

How's island life for you?

Daddy!

[unsettling music]

[phone ringing]

[sighs]

[Madam] Where the
f*ck is my father?

Well, hello to you too, Madam.

Look, you little b*tch.
Don't play with me.

[Concierge] You know,
I seem to recall

you love it when
I play with you.

[Madam] Cut the sh*t!

I know you're
holding him hostage.

Where is he?

No, you do not know that.

I know you better tell me
what I wanna know,

- or I'm gonna--
- [Concierge] Or you'll what?

Look, you know exactly
what the f*ck I'm capable of.

[Concierge] I do.

But you seem to forget
what I'm capable of.

[Madam] I'ma tell you right now,

if you touch a hair
on my father's head...

I will come after you
with a vengeance

that you didn't even know
was possible.

I never said I had your father.

I did, however, tell you
that there would be consequences

for k*lling Lotus.

You whiny f*cking b*tch.
This is over Lotus?

Really?
That's what we doin' now?

Payback?
Tit for tat?

- I'm not doing anything.
- [Madam] Okay.

So if it's not you,
it's your father, Santiago.

[Concierge] That's
your mystery to solve.

Stop speaking in
f*cking riddles, b*tch!

Tell me what I want to know.

[Concierge] Good luck, Madam.

And my condolences
about your father.

[beep]

[music crescendos]
[car starts]

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ They know not to play with me
They know I get it started ♪

♪ Ask me will I take it easy
Told them that it's harder ♪

♪ Ask me will I quit
Oh no, sir, I beg your pardon ♪

♪ They're saying
that it's light ♪

♪ But I turn this
b*tch to darkness ♪

♪ [The sun] It go up
We don't play around ♪

♪ I won't play 'bout
my dinero [dinero] ♪

♪ Got some gangsters in
the cut now [cut now] ♪

♪ And they're doing
what I say so ♪

♪ Ain't a n*gga
out as hard as me ♪

♪ Yeah, I said it, baby

♪ Ain't a n*gga
out as hard as me ♪

What the hell was that, Amp?

You act like I'm the only n*gga
out there throwin' hands.

What about this
m*therf*cker right here?!

But you threw the first punch.

n*gga, I'll throw
the next one and the next one...

Stop! Calm the f*ck...down.

Look like Blue and, uh, Dime
got this taken care of.

Come on, fellas,
we gonna get up outta here.

I'm a lover.
Not a fighter.

But if you come at me,

you gonna find out
I ain't no punk.

Okay, this is crazy.

If y'all wanna act like asses,

then do this sh*t
on your own time.

But right now,

y'all f*ck' with
everybody's money.

I didn't even do anything!

'Cause your m*therf*cking
a*s know better, n*gga.

Okay, stop Amp!

What is wrong with
you right now?!

I'm sick of this n*gga.

I'm sick of all you n*gg*s.

But it's my job,

so I got to deal with you.

So I suggest you learn
how to do the same.

f*ck y'all.

[Dime] Really, really,
is that what we're back on now?

No, no, not really.

Not you.

All right?

Hey, you know not you.

Come on, Amp.

You done come so far with your
AA.

Don't allow some bullshit
to be wasted on it.

You're right.

I know I am.

Now go out there
and make some money.

Don't you think
you oughta say sorry?

What the f*ck you think this is?

Shut your a*s up, n*gga.

n*gg*s are crazy.

[suspenseful music]

[Concierge]
Santiago, I know we said

Madam needed to be dealt with,

but this is getting out of hand.

I have legitimate
business dealings in jeopardy

because of you.

Because of me?

We both know your concubine
is the cause of all of this.

Be that as it may,

you're not helping
the situation any.

Please don't tell me
you're trying to put

any of this blame on me.

[Concierge] That's
not what I'm saying.

Then what are you saying?

Because from my perspective,
this is all your fault.

Youbrought on this problem

when you decided you needed to
step outside of your marriage.

You and I both know
my marriage to Lotus

was a business arrangement.
That's all.

Now that she's gone,

I think it's time
that I step away as well.

You can't step away
in the middle of a w*r.

Your mistress
k*lled my daughter.

And she's going to pay
the ultimate price for it.

I'm not disputing that
there needs to be consequences.

No, but you're trying
to dismiss yourself

from being a part of them.

Santiago, I've given you
all that you needed from me.

[Santiago] I'm far from
getting what I need from you!

I've got nothing until
I have Madam's lifeless body

hanging from a bridge
in the middle of the city!

[club music]

[cheers and applause]

Ladies, I gotta apologize.

That last performance was...

a little bumpy.

It was a little
all over the place.

But right now,
I've got everything

and everybody together, yeah?

So how about we take a U-turn,

and we start this
all over again?

[cheers and applause]

Yeah?!

Come on!

I can't hear you!

I can't hear you!

Let's go!

Give it up for the men of Eden!
Let's go!

[mellow musical intro]

♪ Fukumean

♪ Young Gunna Wunna back,
callin' me splurge ♪

♪ Watch me jump
right off the curb ♪

♪ Bentley Spur fly like a bird

♪ Spin on the first
and the third ♪

♪ Solid, I'm keepin' my word

♪ Can't be my equal
I don't know what you heard ♪

♪ Crank up
the foreign, I swerve ♪

♪ Keep me a stick
if they purge ♪

♪ Eeeyah

♪ Eeeyah

♪ Eeeyah

♪ Eeeyah

♪ Fukumean

♪ Young Gunna Wunna,
they workin' my nerves ♪

♪ I'm about to
pour up some syrup ♪

♪ f*cking this b*tch
like a perv ♪

♪ Smack from the back,
grab her perm ♪

♪ Ice, the burr, uh,
shittin' on all you lil' turds ♪

♪ Can't take that d*ck,
wait your turn ♪

♪ In my own lane,
we can't merge ♪

♪ Suck with no hands,
you can learn ♪

♪ Let's see
how much you can earn ♪

♪ Watch me go big
like the Worm ♪

♪ And I ain't smokin'
no sherm ♪

♪ I'm in this b*tch
with P Litty ♪

♪ QP, QP-ski

♪ All of my b*tches is pretty,
they show they t*tties ♪

♪ It's up to the ceilin'

♪ I let her run
through a million ♪

♪ I rock with her really,
let's f*ck on a billion ♪

♪ I'ma get down to the gritty,
then f*ck up the city ♪

♪ The home of the villains

♪ Ecstasy, wonderful
feelin' [Eeeyah] ♪

♪ Smoke out the pound
when I'm chillin' [Eeeyah] ♪

♪ Trappin', I made me
a killin' [Eeeyah] ♪

♪ Look, I got everybody
wishin' [Eeeyah] ♪

♪ I hope you play
your position [Eeeyah] ♪

♪ I don't want nobody
listenin' [Eeeyah] ♪

♪ I see the hoe with
precision [Eeeyah] ♪

♪ Get rich my only
decision [Eeeyah] ♪

♪ Young Gunna Wunna back,
callin' me splurge ♪

♪ Watch me jump
right off the curb ♪

♪ Bentley Spur fly like a bird

♪ Spin on the first
and the third ♪

♪ Solid, I'm keepin' my word

♪ Can't be my equal
I don't know what you heard ♪

♪ Crank up
the foreign, I swerve ♪

♪ Keep me a stick
if they purge ♪

[cheers and applause]

♪ Eeeyah

♪ Eeeyah

♪ Eeeyah [Fukumean]

♪ Eeeyah

♪ Eeeyah

♪ Eeeyah

♪ Yeah

[cheers and applause]

[phones ringing]
[indistinct chatter]

Rodds.

You keepin' some late hours.

You know my job never stops.

Tell me
you've got some good news.

Oh, I'm gonna tell you
some great news.

I just dropped
the shirt off at the lab.

All we need to do is verify

that that's actually
Tina's blood on it.

It's the last piece of
evidence in our puzzle.

- Great work!
- Thank you.

You know, when you told me
about this undercover idea,

I didn't think it
was gonna work.

I wasn't so sure myself,
to be honest.

And thank you for
keeping it quiet.

I don't think
I'd be as successful

if the whole department
knew about it.

Well, I figured
that you might find yourself

in some compromising positions,
so it's definitely for the best.

Whatever it takes
to get the bad guys, right?

[Rodds] Right.

And in the end,
it's all worth it

if justice is served.

Exactly.

You know,
you're gonna be a shoe-in

for that promotion, now.

Yes! Lead detective, mm!

I've been gunning for
that title for a long time.

Mm-hmm, I know.

And if you can
bring in Marilyn DeVille,

you certainly
will have earned it.

It's been a long time coming.

Well, listen, I'll get the rest
of my report to you in 24 hours,

and in the meantime,
we just waiting on the labs.

Okay, well,
I will expedite those tests

'cause I cannot wait
to bring her a*s in.

You? Please,

I think everyone
in this department

will finally be happy to put
the infamous Madam in her place.

[chuckles]

♪Yeah, you a b*tch
with yo' hoe a*s ♪

♪ And you can move
with your slow a*s ♪

♪ Look at this
poor-a*s broke a*s ♪

♪ I'm on your a*s

♪ Ooh, yeah, ooh,
ay, ooh, yeah ♪

♪ I'm on your a*s

♪ Ooh, yeah, ooh,
ay, ooh, yeah ♪

♪ I'm on your a*s

♪ They caught the end
of that sh*t ♪

♪ And act like they a gangsta

♪ If I catch you off line, I'ma
bring it up to your facial ♪

♪ I'm really out of my mind

♪ All my thoughts
is really spacious ♪

[bass thumping]

[tense music]

Somebody is holding
my father hostage.

I need you to find out
where they're holding him.

Didn't we just go to
your dad's funeral?

Fuego, I do not have time
for questions right now.

I just need f*cking
answers, okay?

I got a call on this
phone from this number.

Tell me where it came from.

I can't get anything
from it like this.

f*ck. Um...

[Fuego] But I have
something in my locker

that'll help me
get more information.

Okay. Okay, good.
Go, go do that.

[Fuego] All right.

[cheering from club]

[tense music]

[knocking on door]

[door opens]

Madam, we need to figure out

this Trouble and Champ
situation.

Not right now, Blue.
I don't have time for that.

Didn't Carlo say it needed
to happen within a day?

What's the matter?

Somebody has my father.

What?

Who?

Look, I don't know.

I don't know.

I got Fuego getting some sh*t
to help me track him down,

figure out where he is.

Madam, I'm, I'm sorry.
I didn't know.

I know, I know.

[Blue] I'll take care
of the Trouble stuff.

No, it's cool. Um...

Have them bring her
from the safe house.

Y'all can put her
in the basement.

I'll get to her
when I get a second.

Okay.

Wait, where's Tommy?

[unnerving music]
[insects chirping]

Shouldn't have stole
Madam's money.

Hold on, playboy.

Ain't no way. Smoke?

What's up, Tommy?

I thought that was you out here.

What's up, man?
It's been a minute.

Indeed.

And since when did
they start lettin' people

out the mental house?

You just gotta
play the game, bro.

Just gotta play the game.

I see we had the same idea.

Great minds--

Check this out.

Y'all got some work
down at the club?

You're not working right now?

No, I was--

'til this m*therf*cker
took me off the schedule

for being late.

Sometime people
be late, m*therf*cker!

It's called life!

Stupid a*s.

What you plannin'
on doin' with him?

Well, I wanted to strangle him,

watch his eyeballs
pop out his head.

But he might pass out
before he die.

I want him to suffer like
I did when I worked for him.

[man groaning]

[Smoke grunts]

[man grunts]

[g*nsh*t]

Damn!

What happened to
wanting to see him suffer?

You know I don't got
impulse control.

Anyway, my schedule
just opened up.

What's up?

[chuckles]

I'ma hit up Madam and see

we got some work
for you, all right?

My man.

Hey, why don't you let me
get in on this hole?

Oh yeah,
just like old times, huh?

Don't make no sense
for both of us to be diggin'.

- You grab the legs.
- [Tommy] All right.

You got it?

He a heavy little f*ck.

- This your work right here?
- Yeah, this me.

[grunts]

Get your a*s in there.

So what's up?

You're not gonna help me shovel?

I only brought one shovel.
I ain't know you was coming.

[laughs] I should've
got mine off the truck!

Yeah, you shoulda did something.

f*ck it.

[music]

What you doin' here?
I'm working.

I know that.

Well, this money
not gonna make itself.

What's up?

I need you to do
something for me.

Damn, Tandy, you can't wait
'til I get to the house?

[Tandy] Not that, baby.

Then what?

I need you to get me a g*n.

What you need a g*n for?

You don't need to know why.
Just get me one.

Don't be puttin' me
in your sh*t, all right?

How do you know I know
where to get a g*n from?

'Cause I know you know people.

So you need
to call in a favor for me.

It just needs to be reliable.

But most importantly,

it doesn't need to be
traced back to me, okay?

I'll see what I can do,

but I ain't makin'
no promises, aight?

Thank you.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Come here.

What's up?

- I need it tonight.
- Tonight?

Just...please.

I'll see what I can do.

I gotta get back
in here, all right?

All right.

[tense music]

[music crescendos]

[typing]

[cheering from club]

Madam, are you okay?

Blue told me
what happened to James.

I'll be a lot better
when I can locate him, Tommy.

Do you need anything?

No. No, I don't.

Did you handle
that thing for me?

Yes, Madam.

But you won't believe who
I saw while I was out there.

Who?

Smoke.

Smoke? Oh, sh*t!
The f*ck is he up to?

He's actually lookin' for work.

And I'm sure you're gonna
wanna do something diabolical

to this...Santiago guy.

And we both know
that Smoke will deliver.

You are correct.

I do want to do something
very f*cking diabolical

to this m*therf*cker.

But I'ma be the one to do it.

- I got something!
- What?

Oaxaca.

Wait.

Now it says Aruba.

Hold up.

- Kingston?
- Where is he?

[Fuego] Uh, I don't know.

What do you mean you don't know?

The signal keeps bouncing.

They must have
a scrambler on it.

Then unscramble the b*tch!

I'm, I'm trying,

but it's gonna take me
hours to break this.

Maybe even... maybe even days.

f*ck!
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.

Just, keep doing it!

[music and cheering from club]

Midnight,
just the man I want to see.

What's good with it?

Hey, I need to get
my hands on a g*n.

For sure.
I got you, k*ller.

Hey man, it's not for me.
It's for a friend.

Yeah, whatever you say.
Tell that to Ms. Patty.

Hey, man,
that's f*cked up, man.

You know that wasn't on purpose.

Come on, man, you know
I'm just f*cking with you.

Take your pick.

[tense music]

I'ma take this one.

That's a good choice.

Hey, if you do something stupid,

make sure you wipe it clean.

You ain't get that sh*t from me.

- Got you.
- For sure.

- Appreciate you, bro.
- You know I got you.

[dog barking]
[insects chirping]

What I'm saying is
that it's time for me

to cut ties with Santiago.

Now, handing
that job off to Madam

would take care of that for me.

And I wouldn't even
have to get my hands dirty.

I wouldn't mind, but...

Yes, why not?

Let's k*ll both these
two birds with the same stone.

Anything?

They put the signal on a loop.

It's back from the beginning.

Whoever did this
was really good.

And Madam's daddy is about
to be really f*cking dead.

- Fuego?
- Yes, Madam?

Look, I'm gonna need you to
work a little bit faster, okay?

I am, but this--

n*gga, no, stop!
Don't say but!

Just...hurry the f*ck up!
Unscramble this sh*t!

Whatever you need to do,
f*cking do it!

f*ck!

[phone ringing]

Daddy?

[James] Baby girl!

Is that you?

Look, do not hurt him, okay?
You want me.

So, let me take his place.

[Santiago] All in good time!

I will k*ll you.

But in the meantime,

your father will die in agony,

crying out your name.

And you will suffer knowing
there was nothing you could do

to stop it!

What do you want, hm?

[Santiago] I want
to see your face

after I do this!

[laughs]

I'ma k*ll this m*therf*cker.

I'm gonna k*ll this mother--

Madam, Madam, no, no, no!

Madam...

[crickets chirping]

[smooth, dreamy music]

Here you go.

The ladies
is feelin' me in here tonight.

Not bad, right?

It's average.

Hey, nothin' average
about me, bay-bay!

Here you go, Dime.

- Thanks.
- Of course. You're welcome.

Hey.

What you about to get into?

My bed, bro.
I'm tired as sh*t, bro.

Bro, why are you
on that old man sh*t?

Man, it's late as hell!

What you about to get into?

n*gga, some a*s!

I heard p*ssy is at
its ripest before sunrise!

- Horny-a*s dude.
- Come on!

Good night, Midnight!

What?

It'll be around 5.5,
let me know.

- Don't trip. All right.
- Good night, Dime.

Good night.
Thanks, Doc.

- Yeah.
- Mm-hmm.

[mellow, dreamy music]

Hey.

Okay.

Um...

Look, Dime, part of
my recovery is to make amends.

Quickly.

So...

one,

I really want to
apologize for...

the way I acted earlier.

And two...

I really want to apologize for
all the things that I've done.

So you're sorry.

[Amp] Extremely.

That's what I'm saying.

Do you think one
mandated apology

is gonna erase
everything that you did to me?

[scoffs] Crazy.

Actually, no, I don't.

And, uh, I get it.

Dime, real talk,
I would've apologized

without a recovery
program or anything.

But, um, I won't waste
any more of your time, so...

I just want you to know
that I am sorry and...

I really still care about you.

Yes, of course.
Thank you so much.

Here you go.

Have a good night.

[indistinct chatter]

[phone rings]

Tell me something good.

You're 100%?

Great work.

Gotcha, b*tch!

[phones ringing]
[suspenseful music]

I just got word from the lab.

They've confirmed that
it's Tina's blood on the shirt.

Yes! Are you saying...

I am saying
we have enough evidence

to indict Madam.

Get your sh*t, b*tch.
We goin' out for drinks.

Come on!

- Drinks?
- Yes!

Don't you think you need
to lay low for a while?

What the hell for?
I'm not afraid of Madam.

Well, maybe you should be,

because if you get k*lled,

it's gonna jeopardize
the entire trial,

and I don't want her
to slip by us again.

Okay, look, with
all due respect,

I'm not going anywhere.

Madam is my big fish and
I'm about to filet that b*tch.

So get your sh*t and
let's go for drinks!

All right, girl, let's go!

- Come on!
- Let's go.

I am so excited.

[laid-back hip-hop music]

Man, this sh*t is embarassing.

I'll take care of
this sh*t in the morning.

I guess I could at least
do a load of laundry.

[sinister music]

No.

It's gotta be here somewhere.

f*ck!

sh*t!

[line trilling]

Come on, answer the phone.

[line trilling]

Okay, look, we cannot just

f*cking sit here
and do nothing, okay!

We're gonna get him back.

I know we're gonna
get him back, Blue.

I know.

[mellow music]

[line trilling]

[Concierge] Hello, Madam.

Look, cut the sh*t.
Where is my father?

[Concierge] Even if
I knew where he was,

I wouldn't help you.

You k*lled my wife
and my brother, remember?

Look, we both know you didn't
give a f*ck about that b*tch.

And your brother?
Your brother was a liability.

[Concierge]
It wasn't your call to make.

- Well, I made it!
- [Concierge] Yes, you did.

And now you owe me.

How the f*ck do I owe you?

Huh?

[Concierge] You know, they
say the overuse of profanity

is a sign of
diminished intelligence.

You know what else they say?

They say that playing
f*cking games with me

is a sign of
a diminished lifespan, b*tch!

[Concierge]
I've said my piece, Madam.

Until you deliver
on your debt to me,

I have nothing more to say.

- Oh, sh*t!
- What?

He's in Juarez.

- My dad?
- No, the Concierge.

When your phone connected
to his line,

I was able to trace his call.

Isn't that mighty
f*ck' coincidental?

Him in Mexico.

Isn't that where
Santiago does his business?

Yeah, it is.

Looks like we're gonna
go pay him a visit.

Blue?

Go tell Dime she's in charge.

Tommy, fuel up the jet.

We about to go down to Mexico,
f*ck some sh*t up.

Get my daddy back.
Let's go.

Get your sh*t.

[suspenseful music]

[mellow music]

[woman's voice on TV]

Still awake, huh?

Thought you would be
dreaming about me by now.

[chuckles]

I was waiting up for you.

Let me see it.

[music turns sinister]

And you're sure
it's untraceable.

Yeah, it's clean.
But I'm curious.

What do you need
an untraceable g*n for?

Do you really wanna know?

Nah, you know what?
You're right.

Matter of fact,
this conversation,

this transaction,
never happened.

I don't know sh*t
about no untraceable g*n.

I thought so.

But Face,
I do wanna thank you

for making
this happen so quickly

and quietly.

Well, you know, I aim to please.

Mm-hmm. So do I.

And who would I be

if I did not give you
the proper thank you?

I mean, words are good,

but I'm a woman of action.

And my mouth
can do so much more...

than talk, yes?

♪ You stressed out
Had a long day ♪

f*ck!

♪ Everybody runs to you
when they complain ♪

♪ Seem like
the bullshit on repeat ♪

♪ You can't take no more
And you need a release ♪

♪ Straight up

Why the f*ck am I
even down here, man?

What the f*ck?

That sh*t's crazy.

There has to be
another way out of here, man.

There has to be.

Yo, what in the Medieval Times
sh*t is this?

Oh, she's gonna k*ll me!

f*ck, I don't know, man!

Madam!

Tommy, Blue, somebody!
Come, come on, man!

Won't somebody
let me out of here?

Man stop playin'.

[mellow, sexy music]

So you gonna share?

As long as you agree
to snort that sh*t off my d*ck.

Baby, I couldn't
think of a better way.

[mellow, sexy music]

- - amn, that's turnin' me on.

[sighs]

[phone ringing]

♪ Baby, can you take it down

Hey, yo, what up?

I'm kind of in
the middle of something.

[Doc] Hey, man, I'm in trouble.

What you talkin' about?

Man, Detective Davis,
man, she f*cked me.

Yeah, tell me
something I don't know.

Wait, she didn't give you,
like, herpes, man?

[Doc] No, no,
it ain't nothin' like that.

Like, she f*cked me over, bruh.

Dude what are you talking about?

I think she stole a t-shirt
from my apartment, man.

[Midnight] n*gga,
I know you didn't call me

to complain about
no b*tch stealing your shirt.

Listen, bro.
It's not just any shirt.

I think
she's trying to hurt Madam

and utilize it as evidence.

sh*t, baby, just like that.

[Doc] Night?

My bad, bro.

This b*tch going
the extra mile right now!

Come on, man,
this sh*t is serious, bro!

[Midnight] Okay, okay, sorry.

Um, okay, you said
she stole one of your shirts?

[Doc] Yeah.

How do you know she didn't take
it to the cleaners or something?

It was in my closet
behind the hamper on the floor.

[Midnight]
All right, well, look.

Double check,
and if it ain't there,

you definitely
are gonna have to tell Madam.

Especially if you know
it's gonna affect her.

[Doc] Yeah.

All right, man, I'ma do that.

[Midnight]
All right, anything else?

Nah, man, just--

Bro, stop worrying
about that sh*t!

Sleep on it.
You'll be aight.

- [Doc] Thanks, man.
- Cool. Don't mention it.

[beep]

Get your a*s up and turn around,

give you some of this
cocaínadick.

♪ Doo, doo, doo

♪ I'ma sit back,
enjoy the view ♪

♪ On nights like this

♪ I need something to get into

♪ About to [indistinct]
all the time ♪

♪ You about to make
me spend every dime ♪

- What's happenin', Dime?
- Hey, D.

You're taking your food to go?

Yeah, it's been a long day.

My fridge is empty,
and I'm starving.

Eating alone is no fun.
Come sit down.

- Nah, I'm good.
- Come on now, Dime.

By the time you get home,
your food will be nice and cold.

You might as well
come eat it while it's hot.

I guess I can sit for a minute.

So what you get?

Just a barbecue
chicken sandwich.

No fries?

I don't need to be eatin'
fried food this late.

Girl, you is fine as hell.

And ain't no fries at three in
the mornin's gonna change that.

Well, thank you,
but it's not just about vanity.

I mean, obviously
I wanna look good.

But it's about my heart
and my health too.

I wanna live a long time.
Don't you?

Oh, sure, that's important.
That's why I work out every day,

so I can eat these lil' fries
any time I want.

- Ah, is that what it is?
- Sure.

I thought you worked out to
keep that six pack of yours

nice and tight.

Ohh, so you noticed my six pack?

- Yeah, I don't miss much.
- Me neither.

Like them pretty-a*s feet
of yours?

Pretty toes, too.

Oh, you--you mean
my tired and aching feet?

Tired and aching?

Yeah, you try standing
in heels for eight hours a day,

seven days a week.

Yours will be tired
and aching too.

No, I'ma leave them heels
to you, you heard me?

[laughs]

I'ma leave that straight to you.
I ain't wearing no heels.

- I'm gonna eat this food.
- Mm-mm.

[birds chirping]

[Concierge]
Miguel, Miguel, Miguel.

No need to be nervous.

It's just two men
talking business.

You have been very busy lately.

Too busy to accurately count
my product.

Too busy to deliver it on time.

Some mistakes
can't be undone, Miguel.

You can't un-ring the bell.

I hired you.

Counted on you.

And you let me down.

And now...

I have to let you go.

[suspenseful music]

[g*nsh*t]

[Madam]
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!

I wouldn't do that
if I were you.

Marilyn.

It's Madam.

And I know you're holding
my father hostage somewhere.

Tell me.

And speak quickly, m*therf*cker,

or this next shot is for you.

[tense music]

[unsettling music]

f*ck.

[phones ringing]
[indistinct chatter]

[phone ringing]

[sighs]

What do you want?

[Doc] Oh, so now
you wanna answer the phone.

Excuse me?

Look, I've been calling you
since last night.

[Davis] Yeah, well,
some of us got real jobs

and not all just pretty,
dancing around,

shaking our asses.

You weren't saying that
when this pretty m*therf*cker

was f*cking you.

Oh, my bad.
Your mouth was full.

Why are you calling me?

Didn't Madam tell you
that we're done?

And you know you do everything
she tells you to do, right?

[Doc] You've got something
that belongs to me.

Aww, Kenny!
That's so sweet.

Did I steal your heart?

Nah, b*tch, you stole my shirt.

You think I'm f*ck' stupid?

[Davis] Yeah, well,
you did leave a shirt

splattered with the blood
of a woman that you m*rder*d

in the bottom of your closet.

And you know, you keep
forgetting one key element--

I'm a cop, sweetheart.

[Doc] So, you wasn't
really feeling me?

You was playing me
the whole time?

I'm not saying that.

And I'm not acting like
we didn't have fun, okay?

Did you really think I was gonna
jeopardize my entire career

for some d*ck?

It was nice, it was.

But trust me,
it wasn't all that.

So you not gonna arrest me?

[Davis] No, I'm not.

- For real?
- [Davis] For reals.

Look, I got bigger fish
to catch.

Bigger fish...

[Davis] So, you
can rest easy, Doc.

It's not your time.

Not yet.

[beep]
[sighs]

[unsettling music]

f*ck...

Which judge is on the roster?
I need you to find out.

[sirens wailing]

Madam has a long reach

and we can't afford
to draw a coward judge.

I know, I know.

Look, the state
has too much riding on this

and I will not be
the DA to lose it.

Hear me?

[g*nf*re]

[suspenseful music]

[g*nsh*t]

[g*nf*re]
[indistinct orders]

[g*nsh*t] [man shouts]

Blue, do you see my daddy?

- No, Madam.
- f*ck.

What about Santiago?

No.

I don't see him either.

There's some more of his men.

He's probably holding Cadillac

in another part
of the warehouse.

All right.

We'll light this b*tch up, then.

Hold on.

We are still outnumbered.

We don't wanna
go in there too hot.

I did not come
all the way down here

to sh*t f*ck Mexico

to get my daddy
and not go in that b*tch hot.

Let's the f*ck go!

[music]

♪ I ain't playin'
with these n*gg*s ♪

♪ I'ma go
I'ma go ♪

♪ Yeah I see you
That's your a*s ♪

♪ And that's unfo
That's unfo ♪

♪ I ain't playin'
I'm just sayin' ♪

♪ sh*t for sure
sh*t for sure ♪

♪ Man so
Man 'sup ♪

♪ There they go
There they go let's get 'em ♪

♪ Let's get 'em, Let's get 'em

♪ Let's get 'em
Let's get 'em ♪

♪ Let's get 'em, Let's get 'em

♪ Let's get 'em
Let's get 'em ♪

♪ Let's get 'em, Let's get 'em

♪ Let's get 'em
Let's get 'em ♪

♪ Let's get 'em, Let's get 'em

♪ Let's get 'em

♪ I said drop them
Mondo's got the back ♪

♪ He ain't droppin' like
them foldin' white chairs ♪

♪ They were slanging
in my grammy alley ♪

♪ See him
There he go ♪

♪ Turn right
Hit the lights ♪

♪ If you're scared
Go to church ♪

♪ Cause we shootin'
f*ck fight ♪

♪ Got my GL*CK out

[tense music]

[Pablo pants]

Oh sh*t, so you
the brave one, huh?

Where is Santiago and my father?

Por favor?
N-n-no me mates.

He's begging you
not to k*ll him, Madam.

Obviously, Tommy!

m*therf*cker
begging for his life

sounds the same in any language.

Where is Santiago and my father?

No, no, no hablo inglés.

[Madam] Tommy, can you please
translate to this m*therf*cker

before I sh**t him?

Dondé esta Santiago
y el hombre?

No, no sé.

[Tommy] He says
he doesn't know, Madam.

Before he answered,
he glanced to the right.

I'm gonna bet Santiago
is holding your father

in that direction, huh?

[Madam] Thank you, Blue.
Always got your eyes peeled.

Tommy, break
this pissy-a*s cholo's neck

for wasting my f*cking time.

[sinister music]

[thud]

[action music]

[music]

[music]

♪ I do have my lounge suite

♪ I'ma light it up
like a flint ♪

♪ Touch down a whole pick with

♪ [indistinct]

♪ I'ma light it up
like a flint ♪

♪ Touch down a whole pick with

♪ I'm talking to
all of you hoes ♪

♪ To the real smart
and big b*tch ♪

♪ Woke up early,
my body in Armani ♪

♪ Lay your n*gga on down
like the army ♪

♪ She better not
get to the money ♪

[music]

[music]