02x05 - Hunter's Prey

[bunniefuu]

Why you always at me?
You never talked to me before.

[man] We could be friends.

I know he got a safe,
and I know it's loaded. We can take him.

Angel must have pissed him off,
because Horace had him k*lled.

-What?
-And he will do the same to us.

You tried to have me k*lled?

-That was you?
-No.

We're supposed to be talking--

We're not talking about nothing.
I want to leave.

-[tires screeching]
-[Rain] Stop!

Kimmie, stop it!

Who is that?

Ah!

[grunts] No!

-[Rain] Stop!
-No!

-Stop!
-No!

-[Rain] Kimmie!
-[Kimmie] No!

-We gotta get out of here!
-sh*t!

Are they coming over here?

[tires screeching]

[Kimmie] No!

[shuddering] Are they gonna k*ll us?

[suspenseful music playing]

Going somewhere, Kimmie?

[tires screeching]

-Stop! Stop! You're stuck!
-[Kimmie shrieks]

-Okay?
-No!

No. Just… Just…

-Just let them go. Okay?
-What are you talking about?

-Just let them go!
-[Whitman] Nobody's holding you.

You're gonna hurt somebody.

Damn it.

What the hell's going on?

[sinister music playing]

[bugs chirring]

[car door closes]

Kimmie, what's going on?

Angel?

[dramatic sting]

What are you doing?

[dramatic sting]

Oh, sh*t. I need to lay down.

-Okay. All right.
-[Whitman] Okay, Mr. Bellarie.

Take Mr. Bellarie.

-Come on! Hurry up!
-Open the door!

-[Kimmie] Okay, okay! Okay.
-[Angel] Hurry up! Come on!

Don't worry about the truck.
I'll get the truck out the ditch.

[Angel] Come on! He's really bad. Come on.

-Please hurry.
-[Kimmie] Sylvie, come on.

[Angel] Rain, hurry the hell up!

[tense music playing]

[Rain breathing heavily]

[tires screeching]

[soft ethereal music playing]

-Slow down.
-Okay, okay, okay.

You want to sit over here?

[sighs]

What the hell?

What?

-This house.
-This your first time here?

[Angel] Yeah.

Yeah, it's crazy.

[scoffs]

What the f*ck?

Y'all wanna tell me what just happened?

So this is Angel?

Yeah.

I thought you said--

-Stop.
-But you--

-That's what she said.
-Well, that's what Ale--

What are you doing here?

I didn't wanna die in the hospital.

You should check out that place.

I am. I'm leaving in the morning.

I hope they can help you.

Yeah.

Me too.

But y'all wanna tell me
where the hell you were going?

That's a good question for Kimmie.

-I'm going back to bed.
-Sylvie.

-Sylvie.
-Let her go.

-See you in the morning.
-Okay, wh… what's going on?

Well, first of all,
we thought you were dead.

Apparently, he gave the word to have
the kid k*lled who they caught in the car.

That was for you.

Yeah. He didn't know it was me,
but they still came for me.

Well, it… it's all over now.

[splutters] Now, y'all wanna tell me…

wh… wh… where were you going?

When I heard that
you gave the word to k*ll Angel,

I thought surely
you would do the same to us.

So you… you were leaving.

Yes.

You don't believe a thing I tell you.

I have to look out for my sister.

No. You don't believe me.

Is that why you took
the… the million out the account?

-A million?
-[Kimmie] I… I was, um…

You don't believe me.

Horace, you gotta give me a break. Okay?

All this sh*t is insane.

She's right. This… This house is insane.

Help me up.

Horace…

-Help me.
-Okay, all right, all right.

Horace. I just…

sh*t.

I think he's pissed.

Well, he gonna have to get over it.

[sighs] You should go talk to him.

-No.
-Kimmie.

No, I… It's too much right now.

-It's too late.
-Okay, what's going on?

She'll fill you in. I'm going to the club.

-What the f*ck? God.
-Are you serious?

I don't wanna hear that
right now. Okay, Kimmie?

The car is in a ditch.

They have other cars.

-Damn!
-[door opens]

Kimmie, what the hell is going on?

-[door closes]
-Tell me.

I… I… I cannot.

Okay, will somebody tell me something?

[Kimmie] Mm-mm.

Hello, sir.

Who are you?

Oh, I'm James.
James the butler, Mr. Angel.

Okay, well…

Can I show you to your room?

-My room?
-Yes, sir.

I… [scoffs] I got a room here?

Yes, sir.

[spluttering] Yeah, n*gga.
Show me my room.

-[James] Right this way.
-[chuckling]

[uplifting music playing]

[breathing shakily]

-[phone buzzing]
-sh*t.

[sighs]

[ominous music playing]

-What?
-[Olivia on phone] Roy.

-What?
-Is that how you answer your mother?

Well, my mother is a--

What? I… I… I dare you.

I double dare you.

I will drive over to that house
and burn it down, with you in it.

[Roy] Wait, wait, wait. Are you drunk?

I don't think that's the question
that you should ask me.

See, I ain't got time for the games, Ma.
You drunk. What you doing?

[Olivia] Don't… Don't talk
to me like that.

But you know the question
that you should be asking me?

-I really don't know. I really don't care.
-What do you think the question should be?

Good. Now I'm hanging up.

[Olivia] It should be driving up
to your place any minute now.

[sinister music playing]

Okay, fine. What is it?

[scoffs]

[inhales deeply] Uh…

Where's your wife?

Uh, that's a good question. Uh…

Mallory.

Yeah, I don't know.

[Olivia] I do.

Good for you, Mom.

[scowls]

She is f*cking Attorney Varney.

Mom.

-I just saw them at the restaurant.
-They was f*cking at the restaurant?

No, idiot.

No, they… they dropped me off.

Why? Because you was drunk?

[Olivia] Would you listen, damn it?

Now, they brought me home,
but, uh, he… he…

he was opening the doors for her.

Yeah, and every damn thing.

[chuckling] I'm telling you, I know…
I know they f*cking. I… I can sense it.

Well, he's not.

-I'm telling you, he is!
-You know what you need to do, Mom?

I want you to go to bed, put on
your favorite movie, and sleep it off.

Who in the hell you think you talking to
with all the drugs yo a*s do?

[Roy] He's not f*cking her, Mom.

[scoffs] Fine. Don't listen to me.

And when he takes her from you--

He's f*cking Charles.

Hm?

[Roy] Yes. Now get off my damn phone.

Wait, what… Wait, what? Charles?

Yes.

What the f*ck he just say?

[suspenseful music playing]

-Some excitement tonight?
-Not enough.

You going somewhere?

Back to the club.

Okay.

[dogs barking]

What are you doing?

Walking you to the door.

No, you're not. That b*stard's in there.

-No, it's fine. I'm… I'm--
-No, it's not, Varney. Go home.

Okay.

But are you, like, going home?

Yes.

Why don't you go to Charles' house?
It's right down the street.

[sighs] I'm not gonna
talk about this with you.

Varney, you're f*cking.

Go to Charles' house.

-So your father-in-law can see my car?
-He's in the hospital.

But what about the security guard?
He'll call him, and he'll tell him.

Were you worried about this sh*t
when you were f*cking him? That's what…

[scoffs] I mean, suit yourself, Varney.

[Varney scoffs]

Go ahead. Go drive all the way to Chicago.

Okay. Good night.

You do that.

Good night. Tell Charles I said hi.

[Varney scoffs]

[Roy] Mm.

[Mallory clears throat]

Where you been?

-With my man.
-sh*t.

[Roy chuckling]

Not with that big b*tch
that just dropped you off.

-You don't know if he goes both ways.
-sh*t. [inhales sharply]

That man is a one-way street. [chuckles]

Whatever.

[Roy sighs]

My mother called. [grunts]

Oh, did she?

She was able to put the bottle down
long enough to give you a call.

-I can't believe it.
-[chuckles] That's a good one.

[scoffs] She was so drunk,
she couldn't even see straight.

Looks like she's back to her old ways.

What is that supposed to mean?

Well, it was bad when I was younger.

Guess the church ain't helping.

How could the church help her
when she gave birth to Satan?

I mean… [splutters] if I was your mother,
I'd be doing crack, heroin,

and… and black tar heroin.

Fentanyl…

n*gga, I would be trying to k*ll myself
if I was your mother.

Where is… I can't even find…

I just gave away my last f*ck to give.

I have no more f*ck to give about you
and your b*tch-a*s, drunk-a*s mother.

Mm.

So I don't give a sh*t.

[Roy scoffs]

[pensive music playing]

-Why you closing the door?
-'Cause I'm about to take a shower.

So I can't watch?

No, you can't. Why do you wanna watch?

So you can get all hot and bothered
and nothing happen?

Hm. You know, I, um…

I always get what I want.

Not with me, you can't.

You know, now that I think about it,
I don't know no n*gga that

wants anything from his wife.

'Cause you don't know decent people, Roy.

Hmm.

Now I'm closing the door. Get out.

I said leave the door open.

You know, sometimes,
when you're not a b*tch…

you can be quite beautiful. You know that?

You know what?

-I will leave the door open.
-Mm-hmm.

But you know what?
Let me… Let me ask you one question.

sh**t.

[chuckling] Damn,
you beat me to the punch.

[Roy chuckles]

You did, that's the problem, Roy.
You can't sh**t or get hard.

You have too many
damn drugs in your system.

-Hm.
-[tsks] Ah.

So even if I do leave the door open,
ain't sh*t gonna happen.

You still gonna be a little wet willy.

Crooked little Roy.

Hm.

That's not what the h*s say, baby.

Only you.

-Get out.
-[inhales deeply]

[sighs]

[sighs]

[sighs]

[shower running]

[huffing]

[groans]

[sighs]

[huffing] sh*t.

You live right down the street.

Nah, hell no.

[inhales deeply]

You brought me
this raggedy b*tch. [exhales]

I'll just get my own. That's what I'll do.
I'll just get my own.

Find someone to get me… sh*t.

[snorting]

[ambient city noise]

[cell phone ringing]

[club music playing]

-sh*t.
-Who's that?

Somebody I don't wanna talk to right now.

[chuckling] Oh! It's your mom. Pick up.

I'm not.

You know she gonna keep calling, right?

[sighs]

Pick up the phone.

Shut up.

Hello.

-[Olivia spluttering] Charles?
-Yeah.

Are you f… f*cking Attorney Varney?

Mama, um…

-[clicks tongue]
-[Olivia] Hello?

[clicks tongue] You wanna
know the positions, or…

[Olivia] How… How you…
How you… How you doing that?

Okay, Mama, don't make me hang up on you.

That… That's a…

That's a big n*gga.

That's a big n*gga.

And he a… He a f*cking f…

Really, g*y?

-Bye, Mama.
-Who is on the bottom?

[chuckles]

So…

Wanna take me home tonight?

I'm still deciding.

Well, what do I gotta do?

[snorting]

Mm.

[sniffling]

We can go back and do some more.

Yeah.

Yeah, do a little twirl
with a little…Yeah!

[rap music plays]

[music stops]

Now, the thermostat
works on a remote over here.

We've also got some towels.

There's a toothbrush
in the bathroom for you.

-Thank you.
-Sure.

[serene music playing]

[chuckling] Oh sh*t!

[sighs]

[knocking, door opens]

-[chuckles] Kimmie.
-[chuckling]

What the hell is going on?

Impressive, ain't it? [sighs]

Yeah.

What is this?

[clicks tongue] I married him.

What?

I married Horace. [chuckles]

Wait, wait, wait. You…
You and… and Horace are…

Well-- No, no, no.

He just doesn't want his sons
to get his fortune.

But, yeah.

Nah, hold on. So… So you…

[chuckling] You and Horace
are… are together, or you're a thing?

Okay, so long story.

I married him without a prenup,

Rain is losing her mind,

and he wants me to run the company.

[laughing]

Nah, you're not serious.

You are?

-[laughs]
-Yes.

So… So all this is… is yours?

[hesitating] Yeah, I guess.

What?

I know, it's a lot.
It's a lot. [chuckling]

[chuckles] What the f*ck is happening?
Is this what I missed?

You missed a lot. [chuckles]

Wow.

He hates his sons that much.

He don't want them to have nothing.

[scoffs] So much
that he'll give it to a stranger.

And his piece of a*s.

I told you that ain't happening.

Angel, his d*ck don't work.
You don't even have to worry about that.

I ain't f*cking him.

-So cut that sh*t out.
-Chill-- Relax, all right?

You've done worse for less.

So, what, he gave me this room
'cause you and him are--

He wants you to live here, stupid.

What?

Duh. [chuckling]

Well… So… So we're out
from… from under Jules?

Yeah.

Well, what… what's he saying about this?

I don't know. I haven't talked to him.

Or my stepson.

[chuckling softly] Holy sh*t.

I know, it's… a lot to take in. [chuckles]

So we're living here now?

Looks like that. [chuckles]

-I can't even process this sh*t, yo. This…
-[knocking on door]

-Mrs. Bellarie.
-Yeah?

Mr. Bellarie would like
to see you in the master.

-[Kimmie] Okay, I'll be right there.
-Very well.

Mrs. Bellarie?

You heard it.

[laughing]

Get the f*ck out of here.

-[door closes]
-[chuckles]

♪ I feel good, I look great ♪

♪ Push 'em all off
And I shake my mane ♪

♪ Shake, shake, shake, shake
Brush it off ♪

♪ Move what your momma gave you
Ooh, ooh, ooh… ♪

-[Trackson] Yo.
-Yo, Trackson.

sh*t, out here dealing with the bullshit.

-Remember Rain?
-Yeah, yeah.

-What the f*ck?
-Man, I'm just working.

-I thought you were driving Kimmie.
-I am.

-But you driving Rain?
-[sighs] Kimmie told me to.

-That's crazy.
-Yeah.

sh*t, I thought she was in the hospital.

Well, you see her.

That a*s don't look too bad.

I guess not.

I don't wanna see that sh*t outside
them clothes, though, ugh. [chuckling]

[scoffs]

[door opens]

♪ Push 'em all off
And I shake my mane… ♪

[Felicia] sh*t. Rain. You look good.

Thank you.

sh*t, b*tch. That a*s look good.

It's all fat. Hello?

What's been going on in here?

-They told me you was in the hospital.
-I was.

[Felicia] Mm.

Damn, Daga said she did that a*s too.

-It look all natural. Do a trick with it.
-Let me ask you somethin'.

-Hm?
-Where she at?

Who? Girl, Daga?

Yeah.

Girl, I don't know. sh*t.

Where she be pumping at?

Girl, you know she be all over.

Well, who she trying to get to next?

Girl, Shake Shake over there
trying to take Body's spot.

She trying to get
that new girl to get it done.

Wait, wait. Where you going?

To talk to her.

Girl, uh-uh.

Ever since Body died,
Shake Shake think she the sh*t.

Body ain't dead. She in the hospital.

No, she ain't.

[tsks] Who told you that?

What?

Well, girl, if she is, that's f*cked up.

Her family over there
raising money for a funeral and sh*t.

They on that fake-a*s sh*t.

Ain't that somethin', girl?

All right.

Wait. Don't go over there.

I got it, Felicia.

Wait, wait, wait. How Kimmie doing?

Bye, Felicia.

b*tch, I'm telling you.
She can do it for you.

Yeah, she can do it.

Hey, Rain.

Hey.

[Shake Shake] Girl, look at her a*s.

And she didn't have no before.

Hell, I didn't either.
She can do it for you.

Hell yeah, she got you.

-I heard you almost died.
-Oh, girl, I was just being dramatic.

[chuckles] I was in a little pain,
but I'm good now.

-You sore?
-[Rain] A little bit.

-See? You can do it.
-[host] Shake Shake, to the stage!

Shake Shake,
I think they calling you to the stage.

[crowd cheering]

[door opens]

You seem a little nervous.

[door closes]

I'll tell you what. I'll go with you.

Support you while you get it done.

You will?

Yeah. I got you, girl.

She wants to do it tonight.

Tonight?

Oh, sh*t, let's do it.

[speaks Spanish]

[sighs] You sure?

Girl, where she gonna be at?

She's at the You Can Stay Here motel.

That's where she did mine.

What time? [sighs]

They're letting me off
so I can get it done early.

That's perfect. Okay.

All right, yeah, you go on down there.

Um, just don't tell her I'll be there,
and I'll meet you.

-Hey, do you think I could--
-How much you owe Jules again?

I don't even know.

They just keep running the numbers up.

Right. So you gotta do this.

Just go down there,
and I'll meet you there later.

Okay.

You got a phone?

I'm gonna give you my number.

Text me when you get there.

[ominous music playing]

Horace?

You wanted to see me?

Did I fall asleep?

Yeah.

Oh, um…

How long have you been standing there?

Not too long.

You don't have to sleep in this room.

-I figured.
-No, there are plenty of other rooms.

How are you feeling?

Not good.

Can… Can I do anything for you?

Yeah.

You can start f*cking trusting me.

I am trying.

Let me tell you something.

When I give…

f*ck.

[breathing heavily]

When I give my word to something,

you can take it to the bank.

You don't have to run and sh*t and…

If you wanna leave, then just leave,

but leave through the front door.

Ain't nobody holding you here.

And when I'm dead…

this sh*t is all yours.

And if you don't take it…

well, they will.

Is that what you want?

I don't know--

You know what Roy did to you.

You told me.

Is that what you want?

Him to take it?

No.

Then get your f*cking head in the game.

I hear you.

No.

You gotta do more than hear me.

The sh*t I've learned
has taken me a lifetime to learn.

[groans] And if this sh*t
don't work, then…

[sighs] Then you're on your own.

I chose you…

because you're smart, ruthless,

and calculated.

You can read people. I know that.

That's why I chose you.

But you…

you gotta get yo sh*t together.

Okay.

But if you wanna leave, f*cking leave.

I don't wanna leave.

You sure?

[shuddering] I just got scared
when I heard about Angel.

They told me that you were the one
that gave the word.

You understand what I'm saying?

I understand that.

Okay, then.

But I gotta ask you something.

How do you feel about Sylvie being here?

[tsks]

She's gotta go.

What?

She's got to go.

[splutters] What does that mean?

I'm… I'm not gonna hurt her.

Oh, I know that.

You see that? That's what I mean.

She's too much of a liability.
You wanna protect her too much.

Listen, you can't love anything
or anybody in this seat.

You keep what you k*ll and want.

You worry too much about dying,
then… then… then you will be k*lled.

This is the game.

Hunter and prey.

[tense music playing]

What are you saying?

Look… you, Rain, and Angel
are protected in my will.

You gotta get Sylvie somewhere else
until this addendum is done…

and she is added and protected.

Well… I want her to go to college.

Good.

[spluttering] Now, that's good.

Get that done.

Yeah. That's the play.

Yeah. Now you talking.

That's the play. Um…

I'm gonna be leaving in the morning,

and, uh, I want us
to have breakfast before I go,

if I'm up to it.

Uh, I got a book that I… I wanna
walk you through. Uh, get it.

It's… It's… It's in that box over there.

[music continues]

Now, this book will explain

how the company is divided
and how it runs.

So I understand an organizational chart,

but… what I'm not understanding

is why the CEO and the COO
have the same amount of shares

when one is clearly in charge.

Damn.

What?

That's because I was both.

But now that we're married,

you are the COO,

and we have equal shares.

Oh.

What do you know about business?

Just some stuff I read.

Well, sh*t.

[breathing heavily] Tell me more.

Well, okay, so, for one, this research
and development, this is outdated.

[ambient city noise]

[patrons chattering]

[club music pulsing]

[grunting]

Looks like the lot's full, n*gga.

Ah, well, for you, Mr. Bellarie,
hey, we got you.

Don't say my name, n*gga.

Sorry, sir.

Uh, we got a spot for you up front.

I don't wanna be up front.

Okay. Uh, well, uh, you know, we got
real privacy and VIP in the back.

And what's that mean?

[chuckles]

Look, just go around back, okay?
They have whatever you need.

[man] Hey, girl!

I wanna see the girls first.

Well, the best way to do that
is to come in.

Just park my car, n*gga.

Yes, sir.

-[woman] Hey, girl!
-[man] Yo, what up, man? Holla at ya boy.

Come on, park the car.

[club music playing]

-Mr. Bellarie.
-The f*ck you doing here?

[Alex] Just working, man.

[patrons chattering]

[Roy] Look at that sh*t.

-Is Kimmie here?
-No.

-[Roy] You driving her, though, right?
-Yeah, yeah.

I'm here with Rain.

-That b*tch that was with her?
-Yes, sir.

Where she at?

She's here somewhere.

-Need me to get her?
-Nah, nah. I don't need you to get her.

So this is where Kimmie
was working at, huh?

-Yes, sir.
-This hood-a*s sh*t? [chuckling]

[Alex] Mm-hmm.

She a ghetto-a*s b*tch,
I'll tell you that.

They got cameras in here?

Nah, just over the bar.

None in the VIP. n*gg*s film in there,
we break their f*cking fingers.

Good, 'cause if I see myself…

You won't, you won't.

n*gga, you'll have
your fingers broken, n*gga.

Yes, sir.

And I ain't got amnesia.
You the m*therf*cker that got me served.

You lucky your m*therf*cking legs
ain't broken.

Sorry about that, sir.
Let me make it up to you.

You can't make sh*t up to me.

[man] Hey! Hey!

[hooting]

[Roy] Who's that?

[Trackson] That's Felicia.

I can get her in VIP for you.

Do that.

And, uh… get her.

-Definitely get her.
-Yes, sir, right this way.

[patrons cheering, laughing]

-What?
-I'm leaving with him.

[scoffs] Yeah, okay.

Come on, man, we doing this.

-You still ain't told me what's inside.
-I will, but it's in Indiana.

Look, I need y'all.

n*gga, who is "y'all"?

You and two others.

sh*t. [scoffs] Yeah, I think--

-Look, if I get there--
-Nah. Mm-mm.

Look, I need pictures.

I'mma get you the pictures,
but I know they got a safe.

Think you that good
you can get him to tell you?

I don't gotta be that good.
He over there getting f*cked up.

I can get whatever I want out that n*gga.

Yeah, all right.

All right, be ready.

sh*t.

-[Trackson] What the hell is going on?
-[Alex] He's never here.

-[Trackson] f*cking crazy.
-What's going on?

Man, f*cking Jules
ain't answering the phone.

Delinda got a son,
talkin' about he wanna get in the office.

What?

Yeah. Yeah, man.

sh*t. Does Jules know?

Well, I told him, and I also told him
that Rain was here.

Yeah, I get it.

I tried to give him a call, but he's
not answering. I guess he's asleep.

-Man, he never sleeps.
-He must be doing something.

[sighs] sh*t.
Man, we gotta figure this out.

[R&B music playing]

Damn.

What?

This sh*t is--

Like nothing you've ever seen, huh?

-Yeah.
-I know.

-Damn, and a pool?
-Hey, hey, take your clothes off.

You like to jump right into it, don't you?

Let me take it all in first.

I can see myself living here.

[tense music playing]

The f*ck are you doing here?

I was waiting on you.

-What… I have company.
-I see him.

-Uh… should I leave?
-[Varney] Yes.

No, go and get naked
behind the red doors. That's the bedroom.

Go.

[sighs]

[dog barking]

-Charles, what the f*ck are you doin'?
-[door opens]

What I always do. Why are you here?

[Varney] I was dropping Mallory off.
And I'm staying the night.

My father will see your car, so…

He's in the hospital.

-You know security will let him know.
-[Varney] I don't care.

I'm staying with you.

-Oh sh*t. We hit big with this one.
-[Charles] I ain't doing sh*t.

[camera clicks]

-[Varney] Charles--
-Get your bum a*s out my house.

I'm sick of yo sh*t.

-[Varney] You ain't saying sh*t--
-[Charles] I am sick of yo sh*t.

Get yo a*s out my house with that tired--

-[Varney] f*ck you.
-[camera clicking]

All right. All right, you drug addict.

You know what?
I'm not gonna even f*cking talk to you.

But if I leave your a*s…

Go sit on that d*ck
like you always do, b*tch.

[chuckling softly]

Y'all good?

Okay.

[patrons hooting]

[club music playing]

[sighs]

Hell yeah.

[sinister music playing]

What are you doing?

sh*t. I'm just checking out the house.

This sh*t is crazy. [scoffs]

Why are your clothes still on?

Can I at least take a shower
or somethin' first?

You know what? You're right.
You need to do that. Come on.

But… [inhales sharply]
I don't wanna get this wet.

[sighs]

I know you want this.

You like this though, huh?

[R&B music playing]

This is some pure sh*t.

-How'd you get this?
-I told you I'm Colombian.

-You thought I was playing.
-Shut up with that sh*t, man.

But hey, this place, though. [scoffs]

Hey, how about you show me
how this shower work.

[shower running]

That's how it work.

[chuckles] Nice.

[sniffles]

What was y'all arguing about out there?

f*ck him.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, is he… is he still here?

-Don't worry about it. He gone.
-So it's just me and you?

-Why you asking all these questions?
-Sorry, I just…

I ain't been in a place this nice before.

Can we at least
play some music or somethin'?

Play some music.

-["So We Drop" playing on speakers]
-[chuckling] Damn! Like that?

Hey.

Shower…

my bed.

♪ Livin’ the highs and the lows
In the ghetto ♪

♪ Doing what you got to ♪

♪ Hustlin' and smile everyday
Like a workflow ♪

♪ Strong like… ♪

[music stops]

[slurping]

[bugs chirring]

[sighs]

["Geeked When the Beat Go Up" playing]

♪ Not sweet, she a freak, no love ♪

♪ I be showing that skin, I’m a baddie… ♪

Yeah.

♪ Stay geeked when the beat go up… ♪

You like that?

You're all right.

[Felicia] Yeah, n*gga.

[chuckles] Watch this.

Let me see what you got.

[sighs]

[Roy] Mm, mm, mm, mm.

[chuckling] Oh, wow.

You like that?

Yeah, I know what you doing.

-[chuckling] Yeah.
-Huh?

Yeah.

Matter of fact, kiss her right now.

Ooh.

["Geeked When the Beat Go Up" continues]

Rain.

Roy's here.

-The son?
-Yeah. You might wanna get out of here.

[scoffs] f*ck him.

Yeah, but you wanna be smart about this.

Well, I'm ready to go anyway.
And I need to make a stop.

Let's go.

All right, let's go.

♪ Not sweet, she a freak, no love ♪

♪ Pull a chick if I think she a baddie ♪

♪ Look like I was made in a lab
Call me Sally ♪

[Alex] So you wanna tell me
where we're going?

[Rain] You'll see when we get there.

Okay.

[pensive music playing]

Keep straight.

Make a left at that light.

Look, this is, uh…

What?

This is getting a little sketchy.

What, you scared?

[tsks] No.

I just like to know what I'm walking into.

Well, you ain't walking into sh*t.
You driving.

-Rain, I gotta protect you, all right?
-You ain't gotta do that.

Look, if something happens to you,
it's my a*s.

How you figure?

Mr. Bellarie made it perfectly clear.

Something about you,
Kimmie, and Angel being in the will.

Well, I'm fine.

Will you just let me know
where we're going?

[sighs]

This b*tch put a whole bunch
of chemicals in my body,

told me she was a nurse
and knew what she was doing.

-Daga.
-Yeah, so you know about that.

Yeah, I know.

And now she trying to do it
to another girl.

She gonna k*ll her,
and I can't let that happen.

This is it right here.

Park back here.

[Alex scoffs]

[dogs barking]

[sirens wailing]

So, what you gonna do?

Look, Alex,

I'm a real chill type of b*tch.

I can be a little too trusting at times.

But when somebody f*ck me over,

I can be a whole different beast.

Yeah, I think we all can be.

Some more than others.

This b*tch tried to k*ll me.

Then they beat Kimmie's a*s.

Now I'm hearing mixed sh*t about Body.

That b*tch,
she better pray she f*cking dead.

'Cause what I got coming for her,

she gonna f*cking wish she was.

[pensive music playing]

There she go.

Yeah, that's her right there.

Hold on.

What? They gonna k*ll this girl.

Wait. There's four of them.

[Rain] I can count.

So, what's your plan?

You just keep the car running.

Hold on. Hold on.

Do you have a weapon?

sh*t. Yeah, that's cute.
Put that sh*t back in your purse.

[sighs]

Let me show you how to do this.

I can prove my loyalty.

What that mean?

All right. This sh*t is blood in
and blood out, right?

Let me show you.

Well, what you gonna do, Japanigga?

So, what, you just gonna walk in there
and k*ll the b*tch?

You just say the word.

I ain't the type
to just hand over my enemies.

[g*n clicking]

[sighs]

Well, let me just make sure
you're safe then, all right?

What do you say?

[sighs] Come on.

You're gonna be looking so good, okay?
Here, drink this.

[baby fussing]

You're gonna be good.

[coughing]

I'm nervous.

[Shake Shake] They all are.

You don't got nothing to be nervous about.

I'm a nurse.

[Shake Shake] Yeah, I'm telling you.
You seen me, and you seen Body.

I did all of 'em.

And you just saw Rain today.

What?

Rain?

Yeah, she was at the club.

What did she say?

[hesitating] I… I don't… I don't know.

-[banging on door]
-[gasps]

-Who the f*ck is that?
-I don't know.

-It's Rain. Open the door.
-What the hell?

[dramatic sting]

["The Hottest" by Life's Luckii plays]

[music fades]