04x06 - Gas Face

[bunniefuu]

We finally about
to get this b*tch

- and she don't even know it.
- You have no idea.

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

Amp, I am sorry.

I don't need no sorries.
Leave.

Trouble, where's Champ?

Rayshon, stop talking to me!
Leave me the f*ck alone!

Return my property.

[laughs]

[Concierge] Give me my product.

I have a legitimate will
from Daddy stating that

Mattie B's is mine.

♪ I saved up
the money I earned ♪

♪ When I went down bad
my d*ck in the dirt ♪

♪ Nobody was even concerned

♪ Emotionally scarred
and ready for w*r ♪

♪ My feelings would never
get hurt ♪

♪ Emotionally scarred
and ready for w*r ♪

♪ My feelings would never
get hurt ♪

♪ I never let a n*gga play me
I never let a b*tch break me ♪

♪ n*gga, you owe me
n*gga, pay me ♪

♪ Heard you been hatin' on me.

[Concierge] Come on, pick it up.

- Big Dawg.
- Victor.

- Yes, sir.
- Is this everything?

We couldn't get everything,

but we got most of it
off the street.

Okay.

My client set up
a supplier overseas

to take the rest of this
off our hands.

So wait, what's--

What's gonna happen when
some of the buyers drop dead?

That's not your concern.

Remove the Damascus insignia.

Let me know when it's ready
for transport.

Yes, sir.

[phone ringing]

All right, y'all.
Come on.

That don't go there.

[sighs] Yes, Marilyn.

Aw, why such a chilly greeting?
What did I do to you?

I'm working and don't really
have times to play games

with you right now.

Mm, yeah.
I'm sure you are busy.

Got a lot to clean up, huh?

You know,
I'm a little busy myself.

Mm, sh*t, right there,
right there on my shoulder.

That's where I hold
all my stress. Yes.

Is there a point to this call?

[Madam] You know,
you sound a little stressed.

I can do you a solid, though.
How about I send Suki over

to you when she's finished here?
Oh, sh*t. Yes.

The things that this woman can
do with her hands are amazing.

What do you want, Marilyn?

All right, well, you're
obviously in no mood

to have fun,
so I'll get to the point.

I just called, you know,
to say...

checkmate, motherfucka!

Mm-hmm. Increase the pressure.
Thank you. Mm.

[ominous music]

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah

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

♪ Ask me, 'Will I take it easy'
Told em' 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, darkness ♪

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

♪ I won't play
'bout my dinero, dinero ♪

♪ Got some gangstas
in the cut now, cut now ♪

♪ And they're doing
what I say so ♪

[music]

[music]

Must we do this here?

Well, I don't let dogs in my
home, so yeah, we must.

Look, I was happy when you
agreed to talk with me,

but I wasn't prepared to come
to this den of iniquity.

Yeah, well,
when I woke up this morning,

I wasn't ready to talk to stupid
b*tches, yet here I am.

Okay.
f*ck this chit chat, okay?

My left eye is literally,
like, jumping.

I mean, some sh*t is happening.

Toni, you didn't even
have the decency to come

to Daddy's funeral,
so why you here now?

Apparently, it's a good thing

that I didn't come
to Daddy's funeral,

since Marilyn's
scandalous dealings

got the whole
ceremony shot up.

You ain't never lied.

But at least she was there.

All right, look.

I know that my mother received
special treatment from Daddy

and I can understand that that
would leave you two resentful.

Ain't nobody worried about
your bottom b*tch-a*s momma.

And I don't give a damn
about nobody's mammy.

Now I'ma stand on business
when I say this,

you do not deserve Mattie B's.

Look, this--okay.

You went to the feds
and snitched on Daddy.

Did.

[Carla] Now you wanna show
your a*s back up here talkin'

about an inheritance
and what you came to get?

sh*t, I know this b*tch lyin'.

You can kiss my a*s
to the pink part.

Okay. You know what?

I came here hoping to salvage
a relationship with my sisters,

but since y'all insist
on being this way,

then we can remain enemies.

Well, ain't sh*t changing
over here, so enemies we are.

Okay. Well, then I guess I will
be leaving now.

b*tch, does this look like a
f*cking airport to you?

You don't have to announce
your departure. Bye.

Bye.

Petty.
Pettier.

Broke as f*ck-er than her.

You know I'm mad.

[music]

Take a seat.

- Welcome back, Belinda.
- Thanks.

When you were here last you were
telling me about being a sn*per,

so I'd like to just
get back to that.

You can tell me more about it.

I really liked being a sn*per.

Being a sn*per, you have to--

You have to work alone.

You have to blend
into your surroundings

so that nobody sees you.
You've gotta be patient.

Sometimes you have to stalk
someone for a couple of days

just to get a clean k*ll.

Mm. Seems like you enjoyed it.

I did.

It's something about the--
the one shot, one k*ll.

Simple, I guess.

You were also telling me
about an expl*si*n

that ripped your friend apart
while in Afghanistan?

[tense music]

His arm fell on my leg.

[sighs] I thought I had
forgotten about that.

That's horrible.

It's not something you're likely
to forget about.

I guess.

I'm curious to know what
happened in your civilian job

that could have triggered
this memory?

An accident at work.
Somebody got hurt.

Were you close to this person
that got hurt?

No, it was just somebody
that I work with. Damn.

This won't work, Belinda,
unless you're willing to share.

I mean, you wouldn't walk
into a hospital emergency room

and not tell the doctor
what's hurting, would you?

Of course not.

All right, well,
that's what you do in here.

This is the emergency room
and every time I'm asking you

where it hurts,
you're telling me to guess.

- I don't mean to be difficult.
- And I'm not saying you are.

I'm saying I can't help
to heal you

if you don't tell me
what's broken.

[music]

L-G-R-6-8-9-7.

"There are no records
for this license plate."

Damn!
It's a dead end.

[phone chimes] I'm sorry.
I do not understand.

Damn it, Maria.
You're always listening, man!

[tense music]

That's right.

You're always listening.

[music]

[police radio chatter]
[phones ringing]

Excuse me, beautiful.

Could you tell me where
the restroom is?

Uh-huh. Down the hall.
First door on your left.

- All right. Thanks.
- Uh-huh.

Hey, I must say you have
an amazing smile.

Thank you.

I go to the orthodontist
every three months.

I can tell.
I can tell.

- And you, um, work out?
- A little bit.

If that's a little, I can only
imagine what a lot looks like.

Crazy.

You got a cute little laugh
on you, too, huh?

- What's your name?
- Nyema.

So you got a pretty name,
pretty laugh,

and an amazing smile.
I'm glad I got turned around

up in here 'cause I wouldn't
have got to run into you,

Miss Nyema.
Look at you.

Look, I usually don't do this,
but...

wanna go to lunch?

I can't.

I-I'm--'cause I'm the only one
in charge of my department

'cause my supervisor's
been on vacation.

You the only one
that be up here?

Hmm.

- All the time?
- Mm-hmm.

- That's gotta be stressful.
- Oh, you have no idea.

No, I don't, but I could
take some of that stress away.

Yeah?

Yeah. Look, I'm a dancer
down at Club Eden.

You know, just payin' my way
through school.

But uh, you should come down
and check me out some time.

Club Eden?
I've heard of that place.

I don't know, I've never been
to a strip club before.

Well, first of all, listen,
I'm not a stripper.

The correct terminology is
male exotic entertainer.

It's a difference, right?
But come through.

It's on me.
It's on me, all right?

Maybe I can stop in
for a minute or two.

Well, if you decide
to come through,

let 'em know Doc sent you.

Trust me.
I'll give you an experience.

You will never forget.

All right?

[clears throat] What time?
What time should I be there?

[laughing]

- To the left?
- Yeah, to the left.

[Doc] All right.

[music]

[sighs] Any witnesses?

All right. I want all the
security footage from inside

and outside of the building.

[music]

[doorbell rings]

Madam, Attorney Lovett
is here to see you.

You can let him in.

Will there be anything else,
Madam?

No, Tommy.
You can leave us.

Nice surprise.

Tell me,
what do I owe this pleasure?

Well, I was in the neighborhood
when I got some news

concerning your trial, so...

Have a seat.

I hope it's good news.

Well, that remains to be seen.

The trial date's been set.

Damn. Already?

Yeah, that's why I suggest
we try to push it.

The longer we can push it,
the less reliable witnesses are.

People disappear
and memories start to fade.

And your chances of walking away
are greater.

All right, then push it.

All right, will do, Madam.

Is there anything else?

Not at the moment, but I'll keep
you posted as I get information.

Thank you very much.

My pleasure, Madam.

- Talk soon.
- Mm-hmm.

f*ck.

Tommy!

[Tommy] Yes, Madam.

What is the status on Dr. Fong
and my pills?

Haven't found one yet.

- Haven't found a new doctor?
- No, Madam.

Then we have a f*cking problem,
Tommy.

It is, Madam.

Apparently, your name is
in a database.

You've been marked
as a potential ab*ser

because of how frequently you
fill your prescriptions.

Well, how the f*ck am I supposed
to get my medicine, Tommy? Huh?

Well, I went to the doctor
myself, Madam.

What the f*ck does that have
to do with me? Huh?

Because Madam, I don't know
specifically what you take your

pills for, so I just told
the doctor that I have

anxiety disorder,
a lot of depression,

and insomnia.

n*gga, I don't have all
that sh*t.

Of course not, Madam, but
something here has got to work.

I got you a bunch of
prescriptions and some weed.

[music]

All right.

I'm gonna keep this one.

Um, you can get rid
of the rest of that sh*t,

but put them pre-rolls
on my nightstand.

Yes, Madam.

Maria, play the next recording.

[Rob] Hey man, did you know
that a chef's hat has 100 pleats

to represent the 100 ways
you can cook an egg?

[Bernie] What? Why the hell
are you telling me this?

[Rob] Because it's interesting,
man.

Don't you like learning
new sh*t?

[Bernie] I like doing a job and
not getting locked up for it.

Now let's put this b*tch
in the bed.

Old boy'll be here any second.

[Rob] You sure he was
on his way home?

[Bernie] Yeah. Get her leg.

[g*nsh*t]

What did you do that for?

- [Rob] So the blood is fresh.
- [Bernie] Ah, good thinking.

[Rob] Hey, look, you wanna go
get some Beaucoup's after this?

[Bernie] That joint's
an hour away.

[Rob] But you know it's worth
it, the shrimp po' boys, man.

[Bernie] All right, all right.
I'm down.

Shh. Here he comes.

[music]

This is good.
Oh, sh*t.

I love when you eat.

Are you good?
You hardly touched your food.

Dime, you got me over here

looking greedy
as a m*therf*cker.

I don't know what's been
going on, but everything

I've been eating has been giving
me indigestion lately.

- You sure you're okay?
- Yeah. It'll pass soon.

All right.

Well, if you're not
gonna eat it, I mean,

you might as well just...

Might as well just what?
Oh.

- Pass the plate.
- Okay.

You're greedy enough for the
both of us, clearly, mister.

That appetite's on a thousand.

Something else could be on a
thousand, too, but--

Amp, Allison.

So happy to see you two here.

Yeah, um...

I'm not ready to talk
to you yet, okay?

Amp, please let--
Just...

Just give me a chance
to make things right.

Why don't you let me cook
for you?

I could make your favorite.

Smothered pork chops,
little red beans and rice.

Um...

I don't eat like that anymore.

Okay.

Well, then whatever you want.

Can you please leave me alone?
Please?

Okay, I'll, um...
I'll-I'll leave for now,

but, um...

Will you just think
about sitting down to--

to speak with me?
Just think about it.

He'll think about it.

Thank you.

I'll, uh...
see you two later.

Bye.

Amp?

Dime, just--just please let this
thing go with me and my mom.

Please. I mean, not everything
that's broken

can always be fixed, okay?

Can you at least try?

Why are so invested in this?

Because my mom died
when I was young

and I'd give anything
to have that relationship back.

Hey, hey, come here.
I'm sorry.

[gentle music]

Why haven't you felt comfortable
enough telling me that before?

I don't share it with everybody.

I respect that.

Thank you for sharing it
with me.

Okay, can you at least try
to talk to her for me?

I'll think about it.

For you.

[music]

Hey, yo, Face.
I saw you pull up.

That's your whip?

Yeah. What'd it look like?

Uh, so it's a straight eight
or a V?

n*gga, I don't know.

I just know I ain't have
to pay for it.

Yo, the women here are giving
y'all cars?

- It's like that?
- Yeah, it's like that.

If you're not being annoying
as f*ck.

Get the hint?

Damn, sorry if I offended you, man.

I'm just trying to get
to know you.

You're, like,
low-key legendary for real.

Just low key, huh?

Okay, just legendary.

That's more like it, kid.

Maybe I could get some pointers
from you.

Wanna hang out sometime?

And what, listen to slow jams, too?

Look, I ain't with all
that g*y sh*t.

Get the f*ck outta my face.

[unnerving music]

Sorry I missed you
at the gym today.

Oh, it's cool.

Did you finish
what you was doing?

Almost.

I got a little closer to finding
the people I was looking for.

Family?

Nah. Beef.

I think I can locate them.

I just have to go down there and
see if they'll tell me anything.

Yeah. Getting them to talk is
usually the hard part.

You got any advice
or pointers for me?

No. But if you need some backup,
I'm down to go with you.

It could be dangerous,
and no offense,

you don't seem like you're
really about that life.

[laughs] Hey, no offense taken.
You're right, I'm not.

But I appreciate
any help I can get.

Bet. I'm with.

Just let me know when,
where and I'm there.

- Thanks, man.
- Sure.

[music]

So you just gonna walk in here
and not say hi to me?

I don't know if I'm getting
Dr. Jekyll or Mrs. Hyde

with you,
so I'm just staying away.

I'm sorry, Rayshon.
Come on. Let me apologize.

Let me apologize.

Oh.

Yeah.

What?
Why are you so stiff, n*gga?

Trouble, I don't know
what's going on.

First you be biting my head off
for asking a simple question.

And now you can't stop
touching on me.

Oh, Rayshon, I'm so--
[sighs] Come here.

Oh, oh.

Oh, you smell so good.

Are you--
What's wrong with your eyes?

Man, it's just a little molly.

Trouble, you on drugs?

It's just a little molly.
You--you want some?

I don't do drugs.

Molly is not a drug, okay?

It just makes you feel good.

It's okay.
You want some?

That's what all drugs do.

No, it's okay.

- Trouble?
- Huh?

- Come on.
- What?

Oh, you've been working out?
I see you.

Oh, lil daddy.
[laughs]

What? Come on, man.
Stop. We friends.

Stop acting like that.
You want some molly?

I said no, Trouble.

Fine, well, f*ck you then.
More for me. Yeah.

You sure?
Last chance.

[laughs]

I don't even need water.
[laughs]

Whoo, okay.

[audience cheering]

[music]

Oh, there you go.

I was looking for you
all night long.

- Were you really?
- [Doc] Yeah. What's up?

I'm all good.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

There go that smile.
Check you out.

Look, you wanna get
something to drink?

- It's on me.
- Okay.

- What you want?
- Um, a white wine spritzer.

I'll be right back.
I'll take care of that for you.

Coming right up.

Yo, yo, bartender.

I need a white wine spritzer,
my brother.

It's for the lady, man.

Appreciate it, man.

[club music
with heavy bass]

Appreciate you, bro.

There you go.

Thank you.
You're such a gentleman.

Fo sho, fo sho.
Look, drink up. Enjoy.

- Mm-hmm.
- Enjoy yourself, mama.

[music]

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
What the f*ck?

- She wants you to what?
- Dominate her.

How are you gonna dominate
somebody that's giving

you consent?

Y'all never heard
of a domination fantasy?

Yeah, so it's like
she's gonna give me the p*ssy,

but she gonna fight
a little bit, you know?

Oh, hell no.
I can't fight with my d*ck hard

and be f*cking at the same time, bro.

sh*t, I can't multi-task
like that and yo,

you shouldn't either.

Amp, my d*ck get hard just
thinking about money.

Bro, I damn near came walking
past that ATM earlier.

[laughing]

- Hey, Doc.
- What's up?

- Hey, n*gga, get your boy.
- What happened?

This chick is paying Night
to do all this harsh domination

- sh*t to her.
- Huh?

Exactly.

That sh*t don't even
sound right, bro.

You know,
I had this chick one time.

She wanted to suck my toes.

That sh*t didn't
sound right either,

but I still let her suck
each and every one

of my piggly wigglies.

- sh*t.
- You crazy.

Hey, y'all.

- Hey.
- What's up, Vicky?

- What's up?
- Who want my services?

- I'm good.
- Me, too.

Bring your fine a*s over here.

Night, don't threaten me
with a good time

'cause I love an audience, baby.
Okay?

n*gga, take that sh*t
to the back.

Bro.

What the f*ck, man?

There he is.
Just the man I wanted to see.

Hey, you see your little crush
out there?

Who? I know you ain't talkin'
about that new n*gga.

Who, Quincy?

He did try to holla at you
at the gym.

Hey, man, we're not startin'
that sh*t tonight, aight?

It sounds kind of sus, Face.

Right. I'm just sayin' he didn't
ask me to hang out sometime.

[laughter]

He didn't ask me neither
and I've been in prison, bro.

Man, chill.

You got some nice little
cheekbones right there though.

[laughter]

Hey, man, f*ck y'all, man.

[ominous music]

You're all right, Face.

[club music]

Watch where you point
that thing.

Whoa, whoa!
Get your hands off me!

Girl, girl, we should probably
get out of here.

I don't know what's going on,
but my heart is beating so fast

- in my chest.
- Girl--

- Honey, I don't know you.
- Okay. Okay.

I'm okay.

[music]

Thank you.

Keep it.

It's hot in here, huh?

Mm, ah.

I'll pay you back later,
if you know what I mean.

[Madam] Excuse me, ladies.
Excuse me.

Look, I am so sorry for my
employee's behavior right now.

Your drinks are on the house
for the rest of the night.

Get the f*ck over here!

What the f*ck are you doing?

- Huh?
- What?

Get your sh*t and go.
Get!

I could use a break, you know,
Madam?

It's not a break, b*tch.
And you're suspended.

- Suspended?
- Did I stutter?

No, I can't be suspended.
I still--

I still gotta make the money up
for when I was in

the safe house, Madam.

Well, you should've thought
about that earlier.

- Well, for how long?
- Until I say otherwise.

Now get the f*ck out of my face
before your suspension turns

into some sh*t you don't want.

Get the f*ck out of my face,
Trouble.

[audience cheering]

Ladies, um, I have a question.

Is there anything worse
than bad d*ck?

[Audience] No.

I'm talking about
the kind of d*ck

that just doesn't satisfy you.

It may look delicious,

but it just doesn't fill you up.

Literally.

What we all really want
is a handyman

who has the right tool

who knows how to fix
what we want, right?

Am I right?

[audience cheering]

A man who knows how to give us
that good d*ck.

The kind of d*ck that'll
make you wanna

make him a sandwich
when he's done.

And you came here to Club Eden
for the best d*ck.

Am I right?

[audience cheering]

So give it up

for the men of Eden!

[audience cheering]

Guys?
Um, excuse me, ladies.

Y'all n*gg*s deaf?

What the f*ck? sh*t.

[sinister music]

Damn it!

- What's the problem?
- The hospital footage.

The security cameras
weren't operating.

- Are you sure?
- I'm positive.

I mean, what's the point
of having all those cameras

if they don't work?

The hospital probably keeps the
cameras as a deterrent.

Kind of like a
beware of the dog sign.

Yeah, well, their fake dogs
didn't work.

And they definitely didn't deter
somebody from k*lling Dr. Fong.

- Madam.
- Madam.

She must've found out
that I got to Dr. Fong

and got him to stop prescribing
her pills.

Mm-hmm. And then had him k*lled.

But how can we prove it without
the hospital's security footage.

I don't know, but let's just add
Dr. Fong's m*rder to her list.

And we'll figure out
how to make it stick

- by the time we get to trial.
- Okay.

Oh, oh, is this--
Is this thing on?

What?
Blue?

- What's going on?
- Get the amateurs on stage.

- Why?
- Just do it.

Oh, oh, okay. Um...

Ladies, sorry for that, um,
brief interruption.

Our VIP kings are cooking up
something hot and smoky

for you, okay?

[audience cheering]

[Dime] Just give me one minute,
all right?

I'm gonna need you to come out
with me.

The guys are passed out
in the VIP room.

Some sort of gas or something.
Help me get them out, man.

- sh*t, let's go.
- The f*ck?

[Blue] Guys are passed out
in the VIP room.

Our amateur dancers.
Here we go, guys.

They're gonna get you nice and
wet and ready for our VIP kings,

so just hold on tight.

Where are you going?

[Dime] Hold on tight, ladies!

sh*t. Getting mine.

[Dime] They're gonna warm it up
for you.

[music]

[audience cheering]

♪ Touch it, touch it
Touch my feet ♪

♪ Touch it, touch it
Ain't nobody coming ♪

♪ Touch it, touch it

♪ Touch it, touch it
You know you're supposed to ♪

♪ Touch it, touch it

♪ Touch it, touch it
Wanna put my hands on you ♪

♪ Touch it, touch it

♪ Touch it, touch it
Touch my feet ♪

♪ Touch it, touch it
Ain't nobody coming ♪

♪ Touch it, touch it
You know you're supposed to ♪

What the f*ck is going on
in here?

It looks like it's some
type of gas.

In my club?

We gotta get everybody out,
Blue!

Madam, it looks like it was
contained to the VIP room.

- How the f*ck did this happen?
- I don't know.

Come on, Madam,
we gotta get out of here.

- Stop, stop, stop!
- We gotta get out of here.

I don't give a f*ck about any--
Stop! sh*t!

That's my money in here, n*gga.

Amp! Amp!

No, Tommy,
get the guys out first.

Baby, wake up.
Amp, Amp! Amp!

What the f*ck!
What the f*ck is going on?

Amp, Amp, Amp!

This is some bullshit.
How is she gonna suspend me

after everything
I've done for her?

These other n*gg*s don't f*cking
deserve to be here.

sh*t.
They don't work as hard as me.

sh*t.

Man, f*ck!
sh*t, man.

f*ck it, then.

This sick m*therf*cker.

He better not have
my sh*t up in here.

I know that.

[sinister music]

[laughs] Oh, this is good.

Oh, he a full-blown stalker!

[laughs]

Yeah, that is good.
Oh, I got his a*s now.

Quincy, Quincy,
I got your a*s.

[music]

[audience cheering]

♪ Touch it, touch it
You know you're supposed to ♪

[coughing]

Oh, sh*t.

- Amp, are you sure you're okay?
- Yes, Auntie. I'm okay.

- Are you okay?
- I'm good. I'm good.

I'm not the one who got gassed.
What about y'all?

We all right.

All right, look, these horny
b*tches in here

are gonna tear my club up

if y'all don't
get back on that stage.

Yeah, we got you.
I got you.

We all do.

All right. Take a minute.
Just catch your breath.

And get back inside.

[coughing]

All right, fellas.

You need to explain to me what
the f*ck just happened.

Talk.

A targeted attack.

Probably retaliation
from Concierge.

And how the f*ck
did that happen, huh?

How did he infiltrate
my club again? Huh?

Them n*gg*s are my money makers, okay?

I need you and Tommy to get your
heads out of your f*ck' asses

and figure out a better way
to secure my club.

Someone could've gotten k*lled.

Oh, sh*t.

Oh, f*ck.

f*ck.
Oh, sh*t.

f*ck.

[Tommy] Come on, Vicky.

[Madam] Y'all gotta get your
sh*t together.

You need to get your sh*t
together.

[Tommy] Come on, Vicky.

[suspenseful music]

She's dead.

[audience cheering]

[music]

♪ f*ck' Robitussin

♪ I don't know why this sh*t got
me lazy right now, yeah ♪

♪ Can't do Percocets or Molly
[Molly] ♪

♪ I'm turnin' one, tryna live it
up here right, right, right ♪

♪ Baby, you can

♪ Ride it, ooh, yeah

♪ Bring it over to my place

♪ And you be like

♪ "Baby, who cares?"

♪ But I know you care

♪ Bring it over to my place

♪ You don't know what you did,
did to me ♪

♪ Your body lightweight,
speaks to me ♪

♪ I don't know what you did,
did to me ♪

♪ Your body lightweight,
speaks to me ♪

[instrumental interlude]
[crowd cheering]

♪ I can make it hurricane on it
['Cane on it] ♪

[audience cheering]

Tommy and I took care
of that package.

It's wrapped up in a blanket
in the basement.

Good, for now.

When we close,
I'm gonna need you to move it.

- Usual spot?
- No, take her home.

I'm not following.

Listen to me.

Go to her locker
and get her keys.

Drive her home.
Leave her there.

I don't care if you put her
in a bedroom, the floor,

or the bathroom.
I don't give a f*ck.

Just make sure it looks
like it was a pleasant accident

that happened there
and not in my club.

- Got it?
- Yes, Madam.

Thank you.

You and the other tree people
hidin' around here!

Y'all ain't fooling
no-damn-body!

Damn, girl!
Open your eyes!

There's pinecones coming out
of that dancer's d*ck!

Listen, listen, listen,
I'm gonna need you to calm

the f*ck down
or you're gonna have to leave.

sh*t! sh*t, they're coming!
They're coming!

Okay, everybody,
we're gonna get down, all right?

- On one, two--
- Three, b*tch!

What the f*ck?
Clean this b*tch up.

Call the ambulance.

She obviously high off
of something.

- Get her arm. Now.
- [Madam] Excuse me, ladies.

[club music]

Thank you, Fuego.

Please have a seat.
Madam wants to talk to you.

- Okay.
- To all of you.

Is this everybody?

Sorry, I'm late.

- Damn.
- Thank you, Quincy.

Oh, wow.
Okay.

- [Quincy] It was a good night.
- Obviously.

You made more than Babyface.

[laughter]

Man, that's only because he was
out there longer.

Because we was outside.

But he's an amateur
and you are VIP.

Professionals don't make
excuses, they make money.

Yes, Madam.

I want to thank all of you
for rallying the way you did

this evening.
I appreciate it.

I had to give away
half my f*cking bar,

but the ladies looked
like they had a good time,

so I'm sure we'll make it up.

You know what they say?
The show must go on.

You're right.

The most important part
is that you guys are safe.

No one got hurt.

Now, there will be a repairman
here tomorrow.

He will fix the gas leak
so this won't happen again,

all right?

- Got you.
- Yes, Madam.

All right,
y'all have a good night.

Thank you, Madam.

What a shame.

All right, y'all.
Good job, kid.

[Dime] Night, baby.

Pick that paper up, boy.

Okay, I gotta bring this back
to the office though first.

Yeah, we go this way.

- Night.
- Goodnight.

[ethereal music]

Hello.
What up? It's Midnight.

That f*cking door better be open
when I get there.

I'm on my way.

[unnerving music]

Toni, cut your sh*t.

Why did you really
come back here?

What do you want?

I told you.

I came to collect my inheritance

and fix my relationship
with Amp.

It's been too long
since we've been a family.

And no one is promised tomorrow.

Oh, you knew that sh*t
when you high-tailed it out

of here 10 years ago
like your a*s was on fire.

The situation
was different then.

I was different then.

Allowing other people
to control me

and keep me away from my family.

Look, I know it wasn't cool,
but...

that's why I'm trying
to be here now.

Hmm, mm-hmm.

Just...
Just talk to Marilyn for me.

I want the three of us
to get along.

What the f*ck I look like
talkin' to Marilyn for you?

b*tch, I don't like you either.
I hate you.

- But you're here.
- Oh, I came for the pie.

[laughs]

Carla, you know I could always
see through your bullshit.

Look, I need you to help us
with our sister.

Nah, save your breath.

I'm never gonna do that.

I'm never gonna talk
to Marilyn for you. Never.

Not gonna happen, baby.

Okay, well,
if that's how you feel.

It ain't about feelings,
it's about facts.

And the facts are

you're a sneaky, snitching,
conniving-a*s b*tch

and I'll never trust you.

You done burned a bridge, baby,
don't try to cross it.

[ominous music]

Hey, it's me.

There's a little resistance
from my sisters,

but nothing I didn't expect.

Everything is going according
to plan.

Soon Madam will be out
of the picture

and you'll get everything
you wanted all along.

[chuckles] Mm-hmm.
Everything.

[ominous music]

[Concierge] Now if you want to
be conservative with your money,

I would suggest you put it
in blue chip stock.

[ominous music]

That's a very nice tip.

Don't move.

I'd hate to accidentally
cut you.

Or would I?

[music]

[music]

♪ What would you wanna be

♪ I keep me a k*ller
A gorilla ♪

♪ We bust it up
Where you wanna be ♪

♪ Rock out on this b*tch
like my name Javante ♪

♪ Slide on n*gga
We put him on one way ♪

♪ He goin' to church
Might be on a Sunday ♪

♪ Bein' in the field
We had us a fun day ♪

♪ Might call it
a motherfuckin' run day ♪

♪ We slide up on him one way
But we hit him up on a Sunday ♪

♪ Yo, drop the location
We finna to meet ♪

♪ I ain't goin' there
We finna beef ♪

♪ No brother no body
so we finna loot ♪

[music]

[music]