04x16 - m*rder Was The Case

[bunniefuu]

[Bailiff] Do you swear to tell the truth,

the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?

I do.

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

He introduced me to the president.

-I wanna thank you. -Dear God.

Mr. Marks is leaving everything to you.

God bless him.

Yo, come here. You gotta look at this .What are we gonna do?

[Big D]I ain't doin' sh*t. They texted you .

[Trouble] The f*ck is this?

All right, buckle in.

-Shut up, b*tch! -Carla, what are you doing?

[soft music]

God,

I know that we don't talk.

And I'm not super religious, you know that.

But...

I really need your help right now.

I really, really need your help.

[sighs]

Please.

I need to be found innocent.

[soft music]

I can't go to jail.

You know me, God.

You know I'm principled.

You know I'm loyal.

You know I've never hurt anybody that did not deserve it.

Ever.

And I'm sorry.

I'm truly sorry

for anybody that ever got hurt in the crossfire.

[soft music]

[sobs]

But too many people count on me.

Too many people depend on me. I cannot go to jail.

Who's gonna take care of my daddy?

Please.

Please, God.

Please, God.

I know you hear me.

[soft music]

And I know I might not deserve it.

But I need it.

[sobs, sniffles]

[sighs]

I'm scared.

[sobs]

♪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 say 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 ♪

[hip-hop music]

[tapping]

[tapping]

[tapping]

I'm about to move my car, bro. Chill.

-Jerry Brown? -Yeah. What's up?

You've been served.

[ominous music]

What the f*ck?

[ominous music]

"Petition for back child support."

What the f*ck?

sh*t.

I'm late for court.

sh*t.

[starts car]

[chaotic music]

[Toni sobs]

[Carla] Okay. Right here. Right here.

Right here is good. Get on your knees.

Get on your knees.

Carla, you do not have to do this.

Stop f*cking telling me what to do.

Stop.

Is there anything that you wanna say

before I do this?

Why?

W-why would you wanna k*ll your own sister?

Because...

Because it has to be done, Toni.

I'm tired.

I'm tired of having nothing and y'all have everything.

I don't have everything.

No.

What do I have?

I have a crumbling marriage and an ex-con son.

If Daddy didn't give me Mattie B's

I would have nothing.

It's Marilyn. Marilyn. She's the one.

-She's got everything. -[Carla] Yeah.

Yeah.

I've been to that b*tch's house. It's f*cking beautiful.

The marble floors, the art all on the walls.

I would never tell her to gas her a*s up,

but it's like the most beautiful sh*t I ever seen.

The most beautiful sh*t I ever been in.

Exactly. It's her.

[Carla] Mm.

Look.

You don't wanna do this.

Please.

Where does she get off calling herself Madam anyway?

She's the one that thinks

she's better than everybody else.

I know. I know.

Yeah, she's just always been a bougie-a*s b*tch.

Yeah.

Okay.

[Toni] No, no, no, no.

Carla, Carla, you do not wanna do this.

Look, I can tell...

I know that Marilyn is behind this whole thing.

Don't be her puppet.

I'm not her puppet.

-I'm not nobody's puppet! -Okay, okay, okay.

All right. All right, you're not.

But I...

I don't think for one second

that you really wanna k*ll your own sister.

Remember what Daddy said.

We may not always get along,

but we got the same blood running through our veins.

Toni, is there anything else you wanna say?

Like a prayer or something?

Before I...

Okay, look. Look.

Gene, he gave me his club before he died.

What if I just keep that,

and then I give you Mattie B's?

And then we can both take Eden together.

[suspenseful music]

Please, Carla, please!

Please!

[laid-back music]

[Lovett] We have heard from her employees

what a wonderful,

fair-tempered employer Miss Deville is.

We have heard how she gives back to the community.

Every single piece of evidence

the prosecution has presented is questionable at best.

And we do not convict based on questionable evidence.

We only convict if there is evidence

beyond a reasonable doubt, which you have not seen.

You cannot, therefore, in good conscience

convict my client.

We ask that you find Marilyn Deville

not guilty.

[applause]

[judge strikes gavel]

[Judge Walters] Settle down, people.

This is a court of law,

notHamilton .

Members of the jury,

you have heard all the testimony concerning this case.

It is now up to you to determine the facts.

You are the sole judges of the facts

and of the credibility of the witnesses.

You are to base your conclusions

on the evidence presented at trial.

And if you're wondering,

the opening and closing arguments

that the attorneys presented is not evidence.

You may proceed.

[indistinct murmurs]

[laid-back music]

[laid-back music]

Damn, bro.

-I like that drip. -Hell yeah.

My girl got your boy hooked up just to work out in.

Look, man, you look cool and all,

but I tried to warn you

about Ms. Tandy, all right? She's dangerous.

n*gga, you ain't got to worry about me.

And as far as Ms. Tandy's concerned,

she'll get hers.

What you mean?

Check this out.

[suspenseful music]

-[Rayshon] What is this? -Your chance for payback.

I made an imprint of one of her credit cards.

-Isn't that ill*gal? -Damn!

So is what her husband did to you, ain't it?

I don't know, man. This don't feel right.

Look, Rayshon, just take the damn card.

Buy whatever you want.

Think of it as reparations.

Look, after this, we can hit up my sneaker spot.

I saw some other fire Jordans just for you.

All right.

[hip-hop music]

[hip-hop music]

Got it.

Molly's Speedy Mart

at : AM.

Let's see who you are.

[ominous music]

Okay, fast-forward.

Let's see who bought this phone.

[ominous music]

m*therf*cker!

Aaaah!

What the f*ck?

[dramatic music]

Oh, my God.

He's behind this the whole time.

He's behind this the whole time.

[laid-back music]

[laid-back music]

I was wondering when you were gonna show up.

[ominous music]

Hopefully you gave our sister a quick nap.

One that will not lead back to us.

[ominous music]

You always were a sheisty b*tch, Marilyn.

And what were you saying?

I should have known.

So what she offer your triflin' a*s, huh?

Mattie B's?

Why do I have to be trifling?

Because I want something for myself?

Listen, Toni ain't sh*t,

but she ain't greedy like your a*s.

It's a bit too much,

but at least I know how to share like areal sister.

I don't know, but, anyway,

she ended up with Gene's Club.

So, yeah,

she's giving me Mattie B's.

Mm-hmm.

So we have the blind leading the f*cking stupid.

Great.

I can't wait to see this sh*t crashing by.

[tense music]

Let me tell you.

[tense music]

Oooh... She mad.

-Shut up, Toni. -Don't say any sh*t.

[tense music]

I knew it. [laughs] I knew it.

Hey, what did you say to Amp, huh?!

What did you say to Amp?! You know what?

It doesn't even matter.

-What is wrong with you? -No, it doesn't even matter.

Just stay the hell away from him.

That won't be a problem.

You are a terrible excuse for a mother.

Do you know how hard that he's been working to stay sober?

Don't blame me.

All right? It's not my fault if he can't control himself.

Alcoholism is a disease.

Cancer is a disease.

My son is just weak.

[tense music]

You really don't give a f*ck about him, do you?

You're his mother.

Listen, little girl.

You don't come into my place of business telling me

that I don't care about my son.

I spent half my life raising him.

I'm so sick and tired of living for him and other people.

It's time that I start living for me.

I would never treat my child

the way that you're treating him.

Hmph!

Well, that's easy to say

when you don't have any children.

Because no matter how much energy,

how much money,

how much sacrifice you put into them,

they never turn out quite the way you hoped.

[sob-laughs]

-You're disgusting. -Judge me if you want to.

But it's hard raising a child.

[sobs]

Save them tears, honey.

You're gon' need 'em.

[dramatic music]

[indistinct chatter]

[Judge Walters] I want to remind everyone

in the gallery, it is incredibly important

that you show decorum

after the verdict has been read.

Now, I understand, it is emotional for many people.

And for good reason.

But please try to contain yourselves.

Madam Forewoman,

has the jury reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

In the case of Atlanta versus Marilyn Deville

on the count of m*rder concerning Alan Fisk,

we, the jury find the defendant

not guilty.

On the count of extortion, we find the defendant

not guilty.

And on the count of kidnapping, we find the defendant

not guilty.

[audience applause]

[striking gavel]

-Order! Order! -[Detective Davis] No! No! No!

What is it going to take for you people to realize

that she is evil?

I will have order in this court.

Somebody has to stop her!

-Come on! -Bailiff?

Have some class.

You know what? Somebody needs to get her!

Don't touch me!

She looks evil. She looks very evil.

[indistinct murmuring]

[tense music]

Well played.

You really are slippery, aren't you?

Oh, you are all people know that.

[dramatic music]

But are you bulletproof?

[dramatic music]

Hey.

You.

You know, if you could suck d*ck

as well as you suck at being a f*cking lawyer,

I'd hire you to come work at the club.

Bye.

[unsettling music]

[indistinct chatter]

[Babyface] Hey, yo!

Oh sh*t, coming in hot.

[Quincy] What's good, Pops?

What kind of grown-a*s man take from another, huh?

I guess the kind that didn't have a father

to tell me any different.

Get off me, man!

Chill out, brother! This ain't the time!

It ain't never gon' be the time.

This fool's damn near dancing with a walker.

-Man, bro, chill-- -Hey, chill 'Face!

You know Madam ain't want you beatin' up on the pretty n*gga.

Take your a*s in the building, bro.

I said take your a*s in the building, bro!

[dramatic music]

Boy, I thought you squashed that situation, man.

What's up?

He tryna take me to court for back child support, man.

[Midnight] Wait, hold up.

They can get you for that sh*t after they're ?

I gotta call my m*therf*cking lawyer.

Yo, hey, child support.

You sick piece of sh*t!

Let me guess.

You found out who bought the burner phone?

I saw you on the store surveillance footage.

It was just a joke, man. Chill.

Chill?

This sh*t ain't funny.

I mean, you gotta admit, it kinda was funny.

No one was hurt.

No hurt, no foul, you know?

-Yeah. -Right.

-Yeah. -No harm, no foul, right?.

No harm, no foul.

Was that f*cking funny to you, huh?

Huh? Huh?

You had me outside by myself moving bodies!

All right? I did that sh*t alone!

I cut off a man's hand!

Man, why you didn't say nothing?

I did! And you told me I was being paranoid!

How long were you gonna keep this sh*t up?

Man, I was gonna tell you tonight!

Man, f*ck you!

[laid-back music]

[laid-back music]

[silent]

[Midnight] Well, well, well.

Damn.

Look like aRoyal Rumble in this b*tch.

He got his asswhipped .

Hey, y'all know how long it is before Madam get here?

sh*t, we been standing for about minutes.

[Dime] Blue just texted.

They're pulling up now.

[Trouble] Now, I'm happy and all,

but I can't believe Madam beat the case.

They showed a picture of a b*tch's head in a box.

And she still won, bruh.

Because my aunt is themother f*cking GOAT.

[bleats]

[laughter]

[cheering and clapping]

[badass music]

[Madam] Now, did y'all really think

I wasn't gonna win?

[laughter]

Speech! Speech! Speech!

Speech! Speech! Speech! Speech!

For you, Madam.

Thank you, Doc.

And thank all of you.

Seriously. I cannot tell you

how much it has meant to me knowing

that y'all have my back.

Come on now, Madam. You know we love you.

Speech! Speech! Speech! Speech!

-Speech! Speech! -Raise your glasses.

The way to live life is

to treat your loyal friends well.

And to make sure that your enemies regret

ever f*cking with you.

-That's right. -[Madam] Cheers.

Cheers!

Congratulations, Madam.

Thank you, Smoke. Cheers.

-I have another job for you. -Really?

Yeah, whatever you have in mind.

-You know I'm up for the task. -[Madam] I know.

Where there's Smoke,

there's fire.

[laughs]

[indistinct chatter]

[Detective Davis sighs]

I can't believe she slipped through our fingers again.

We both know how slippery Madam is.

And she's proven she'll use every trick in the book

to get what she wants.

I know, but I really thought we had her this time.

I mean, where do we go from here?

I don't know where you're going, but I'm done.

What? Wait a minute.

What do you mean you're done?

I don't even know why I put on a suit every day

and come into work

when the bad guys always seem to win.

Okay, Rodds, come on.

You can't give up.

We gotta keep trying. Come on.

Somebody's gotta bring her to justice.

After this trial,

I don't believe in truth or justice.

And I damn sure don't believe in the American way.

Madam lied on the stand.

She perjured herself,

and still got away with m*rder.

Where's the fair

and impartial judgment in that sh*t?

I'll tell you where. Nowhere.

I am done.

Okay, hey, I get it.

This system is flawed.

And honestly, I'm not convinced

that it's gonna change for the better anytime soon.

But we cannot give up.

We can't stop trying.

We did everything we could to bring Madam down.

And we still failed.

Nope.

Not everything.

Sometimes,

you gotta take the law into your own hands.

[hip-hop music]

If you decide to go into Club Eden,

you have been warned.

Do so at your own risk.

Hide your sisters.

Doc is drugging everybody up in here.

Hide your girlfriend.

-Hide your mom. -[Trouble] What the f*ck?

-Doc is drugging everybody. -What are you doing?

What does it look like I'm doing?

You causing problems at my job.

Problems we don't need.

Well, like it or not, I'm doing what needs to happen

so that nobody else gets drugged up in this club.

I like to call it

the neighborhood watch for predators like Doc.

Oh so, you the b*tch that was posting flyers

all up in the park.

Mm-hmm.

Ain't no uh-uh.

What?

You need to mind your own business.

And you're a woman.

You should understand.

Whose side are you on anyway?

Not yours, b*tch.

Get your a*s home.

[hip hop music]

What y'all looking at?

Mind your business.

We gonna have a good time tonight, though.

[hip-hop music]

Hey, you know there's a chick outside talking sh*t about you?

She done made her way to Eden

with this bullshit she done started up at the park.

Nyema?

I don't know her name.

But what I do know is she's bad for business.

-f*ck! -But look, look.

I know I took care of her for you.

She won't be back tonight at all with no problems. Okay?

[pulsating bass from club]

Look, thanks, Trouble.

I appreciate you, like, for real.

You know I got you, all right?

But look,

I feel like she's the type of chick

that don't let sh*t go,

so I'm sure she'll be back.

But when she do, you want me to finish what I started?

What you mean?

B-bro, I know you don't hit women, but I do.

I'll beat her a*s for you. Just give me the word.

No.

That'll only complicate things, for real.

But...

I gotta figure this sh*t out.

[Trouble] Well, yeah, you do that.

Because you know if Madam roll up here,

and it's a b*tch outside with a picket sign of you

and a bullhorn yelling outside her club,

you know, this sh*t's gonna be a wrap for everything.

You don't need no more sh*t up here.

Doc, you're on stage next.

You got five minutes.

All right, got you.

[tense music]

What the hell is this?

[tense music]

Y'all n*gg*s gonna answer me?

[Doc] Nothing.

Nothing?

Don't look like nothing to me.

Feels like a big m*therf*cking problem.

Well, don't look at me.

You know I don't snitch.

[tense music]

Look, Blue, whatever you do, please don't tell Madam.

Give me some time to get this stuff together.

Please.

I'm not promising you anything.

And that five minutes I just gave you

just now turned into two.

Get your a*s on stage.

All right.

[bass pulsating from club]

[unsettling music]

That's some bullshit.

[screaming and cheering]

♪Yeah, I do ♪

[screaming and cheering]

♪Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm ♪

♪Oh ♪

♪You know what you came to do ♪

♪Foreplay with Rosé ♪

♪Put you in the mood ♪

♪When you ♪

♪Sit it on my face, that's my type of view ♪

♪Can I swim in your ocean? ♪

♪Can I drown in it too? ♪

♪Baby ♪

♪When I go deep ♪

♪Touchin' your soul ♪

♪I'll make you c*m over, over, and over ♪

♪And I'll f*ck you slow ♪

♪And I'll f*ck you slow ♪

♪We ain't gotta no time out ♪

♪Get me up, lick it up ♪

♪Show me what you do with that mouth ♪

♪You're lookin' at me while you go down ♪

♪How you in control, so sexual ♪

♪How we end up on the floor now? ♪

♪Damn, I think we on the fourth round ♪

♪Arch your back ♪

♪Throw it back ♪

♪These freaky things you do ♪

♪Makes me proud of ya ♪

♪Got stamina ♪

♪It's over for you ♪

♪I'ma grab your neck, pull your hair ♪

♪Smack that a*s, can't get enough ♪

♪When I ♪

♪When I go deep ♪

♪Touchin' your soul ♪

♪I'll make you c*m over, and over, and over ♪

♪And I'll f*ck you slow, ohh (ooh) ♪

♪I'll make you scream (scream) ♪

[rap music]

[cheers and applause]

[rap music]

Good evening, ladies.

Welcome to Club Eden.

I'm glad you can join us tonight.

It's good to see you, Madam.

Shirley, who's your friend?

Oh, this is my friend Barbara.

Hello.

We are excited to be here, Madam.

Thank you for the invitation.

No, Shirley, thank you for all your help.

Swaying that jury was pretty tough.

I had to persuade three of them to get a unanimous vote.

I bet you did,

but I do appreciate you doing your civic duty.

Now, tonight is on me, okay?

Drinks are on the house, and you can enjoy VIP service.

All night long.

Thank you once again for the roll-out treatment.

[laughter]

I appreciate you.

No, no, no, I appreciate you,

and all the work you did as forewoman.

The pleasure was mine, Madam.

Speaking of pleasure...

Hi.

Make sure my friends here enjoy themselves.

This is Shirley.

This is Barbara.

One by one? Or together?

Whatever they like.

[Midnight] Okay.

Ladies, why don't you come with me?

So you can c*m with me.

[hip-hop music]

[hip-hop music]

[Smoke] D.A. Rodds.

[tense music]

I hear you wanted to give Madam the chair.

You know how it feels to be electrocuted?

Call it a reversal of fortune.

Yeah, I like that.

A reversal of fortune.

You know how the electric chair works?

Of course you don't.

Let me tell you.

It sends a jolt of electricity through your body.

-Please. -[Smoke] Calm down.

It's okay.

It runs through a straight line

through your body, from the top to the bottom.

All with a little water sponge.

You see this little water sponge?

It acts as a conductor.

Allowing the death to be quick and sudden.

I know how you Black women are about your hair.

-You don't want it to get wet. -No.

But it's gonna be an inhumane way.

-You understand? -No. Yeah.

Water sponge it is.

[crying]

You know what?

On second thought...

-No wet sponge. -[hysterical] No!

No!

Calm down. Calm down. It's gonna be excruciating.

Look at that. Another big word.

Excruciating.

[D.A. Rodds sobbing]

D.A. Rodds, for the crime of waging w*r against Madam,

I sentence you to death by electricity.

Till you dead, b*tch.

Until you are dead.

[electrical zapping]

[unsettling music]

Hey.

What was the emergency?

-Did you see the news? -I don't watch the news.

I mean, I don't need that for my spirit.

Gene's club burned down.

Okay.

Okay?

Does that not seem suspicious to you?

b*tch you know Madam did that.

How does she do all this stuff,

and everybody just so acts so nonchalant about it?

You tell me and we'll both know.

Well, I know one thing.

She's not gonna get away with it this time.

All right?

She already ruined my relationship with Amp.

And burned down my club.

Could k*ll that b*tch.

That's how I feel all the time.

Like I could k*ll that b*tch.

But, yeah.

We're lucky.

The way we double crossed her, baby.

I'm telling you.

She gonna come after us.

So, my advice is watch your back.

So what?

I'm just supposed to wait around here

with nothing and wait for this b*tch

to do something else to me?

No, I feel bad.

I feel bad about what happened to the club.

So, you can come back and work here.

Like, help to--

Wait, hold up, hold up, hold up.

Work here?

I know you don't think

that I'm still giving you Mattie B's.

That's exactly what the f*ck I think.

I lost everything. Okay?

I'm not giving you this restaurant anymore.

I don't know... See, I don't know, baby.

A deal is a deal is a damn deal.

The deal is off, Carla.

I'm not giving you anything.

You must be crazy if you think

I'm about to give you this restaurant now.

Absolutely not.

Well, the deal is off.

For me k*lling you.

[laughs]

Oh, Carla.

You're not gonna k*ll me.

You're too weak to k*ll me.

You couldn't k*ll me then

and you're not gonna k*ll me now.

Whoo.

You just turned me into a f*cking monster.

Well, you damn sure look like one.

I'll take it.

[Toni] When I come back,

you better be out of my restaurant.

[unsettling music]

[Madam] All right, now, I know that you two had

a very short amount of time to put all this together,

but this groundbreaking,

it needs to go off without any issues.

My club has taken a hit

with this f*cking trial and Concierge and sh*t.

I need this to work.

I need to recoup some money and get my sh*t back on track.

Yes, Madam.

Everything looks good so far, Madam.

Good. Now, Blue, I'ma need you to call the press.

Make sure that every person is reporting

that one of Atlanta's

premier Black female entrepreneurs is

creating a safe space for the children of Atlanta.

Already done.

Every news outlet in Atlanta will be there.

Thank you.

Tommy, how is the menu looking?

It's good, Madam.

I didn't think it was up to your standards,

so I took the liberty of making some hors d'oeuvres.

Crab puffs and petit fours.

Very nice. Thank you.

Now, I know that things have been

a bit rough around here, lately,

and I appreciate

the way you two have been stepping up.

I know I don't say it often, but, uh,

there are no two other people

that I would want to have by my side right now

than you two.

The f*ck are you waiting for?

A "I love you"?

'Cause that sh*t ain't happening.

Thank you very much.

Y'all can go and figure out

the rest of the sh*t for tomorrow.

[Toni] I know you burned down Gene's club.

It's good, Tommy. Blue, let me have the room.

It's good.

[tense music]

So,

Gene's club burned down, huh?

That's too bad.

I hope he had insurance.

f*ck you, Marilyn.

No, b*tch, f*ck you.

For trying to screw me over in the first place.

You're not God.

And one day, you're gonna have to pay

for everything you've done.

b*tch, I ain't paying for sh*t.

But you will.

You'll be paying to pick up those ashes

that's Gene's club. [laughing]

Yeah, laugh if you want.

This ain't over.

You better watch your back.

Oh, b*tch, you better watch your m*therf*cking mouth.

I don't know who the f*ck you think you're talking to,

and I don't care that we're sisters.

I don't take threats lightly.

I promise you,

this sh*t ain't over.

Well, let's get it started, then.

[Toni] It's on.

[dramatic music]

[slams door]

I know this b*tch didn't just slam my door.

[upbeat music]

Hey, yo!

Hey, yo, man, what the f*ck, man?

It's my car. What you doing?

Not your car anymore, man.

It belongs to the bank.

[Babyface] What are you talking about?

[Jason] You must not have made your payments.

[Babyface] I ain't never had to make a payment.

[Jason] Whoever's supposed to stopped.

Man, look, man please, this the only car I got.

All right? Don't do this to me, man.

-All right? -Back the f*ck up.

I'm just doing my job.

f*ck.

[ominous music]

[ominous music]

Yo.

sh*t, Madam now won the trial, man,

I hope that everything goes back to normal around here.

You feel me? sh*t.

I don't even know what normal is anymore.

Yo, man, you make it sound like sh*t is the end of the world.

Fuego, hey, come here.

Bro, you want me to tell you something

that helped me out every morning?

What?

It's right here on my chest, bro.

"God, grant me the serenity

"to accept the things that I cannot change.

"The courage to change the things that I can,

and the wisdom to know difference."

That's the Serenity Prayer.

I learned it in AA.

Man, I don't know what's going on with you, right?

And I know you don't wanna talk about it,

but I figured that that would help you, too.

Thanks, man.

I always got you, bro.

Come here.

Hey.

I got you, bro.

All right. Ooh. It's time to go.

I can't have Madam cursing me out.

You know she opening the daycare center, right?

-Oh, yeah. -Yeah, yeah, yeah.

So the groundbreaking is in a little bit,

and I cannot be late.

It's right next to Mattie B's. You coming by?

Mm.

-I might swing by. -All right.

All right. Be easy, man.

-You, too. -All right.

[unsettling music]

I'll be there, all right.

[unsettling music]

[crowd cheering and applauding]

[Madam] Thank you all for coming out here today

to the groundbreaking ceremony

for the Deville Daycare Complex.

What the hell are you doing here?

You tryna take this one from her too?

No, Amp, that is not fair.

Yeah, well, life isn't fair, Toni.

...make the city of Atlanta have a safe space

for the children of the city.

I advise you to get the f*ck out of here.

[people cheering]

Today would not at all be possible

if it wasn't for our amazing mayor,

Mayor Watson.

[cheers and applause]

Thank you, Mayor, for all that you do.

I look very forward to working closely with you

for this community.

[cheers and applause]

All right.

Now the moment we've all been waiting for.

Thank you.

All right.

Ooh.

Do this one more time.

[shocked gasps]

[suspenseful music]

Why the f*ck is a body buried in this land?

Wasn't my fault. I didn't put them there.

Why didn't you check, huh?

That wasn't my job.

I got you the land.

What, I'm supposed to look for dead bodies too?

Tandy, this daycare complex

was supposed to be good for my image.

This sh*t right here is gonna bring negative attention.

b*tch, you gonna fix it.

How do you suppose I fix this, Madam?

There are reporters everywhere.

Now so that you dug up a hand.

Look, I need you to pull

every string you can in your office

to make sure that this investigation

does not lead back to me,

and does not f*ck up my plans for this land.

And how do you suppose I fix this?

I don't even know where to start doing this.

b*tch, you better figure it the f*ck out.

Ask some questions. Call somebody.

What if I can't fix this for you?

What if I can't make it go away?

Then you know what I'll make go away?

Your position as mayor.

Madam, that's... that's not fair.

Life ain't fair.

Get what the f*ck I need done.

If not, I will call the press.

And the entire town will know

that your election was rigged.

You did that, not me.

Who's gonna say otherwise? Huh?

And since you like to throw sh*t in people's faces,

how about I call the cops

and tell them what you did with your husband?

That's right.

I did rig an election for you.

So b*tch, I own you.

Do what the f*ck I said.

[suspenseful music]

[bright, gentle music]

[phone vibrates]

[phone vibrates]

[bright, gentle music]

[bright, gentle music]

[phone vibrates]

[line trilling]

[Dime's voicemail] You know what to do.

[soft dramatic music]

[soft dramatic music]

[soft dramatic music]

[laid-back music]

[laughs]

[laid-back music]

I'm so sick of this b*tch.

Wants me checking after all of her sh*t.

I'm the f*cking mayor!

Not her secretary.

I did everything that I was supposed to do,

but what do I get? Do I get a thank you? No.

I get yelled at every single time.

f*ck.

Make it go away. Make it go away.

How the f*ck am I supposed to do that?

How am I supposed to do that?

[whispers incoherently]

-I don't know. -I don't know either.

I don't either.

I just know that I am so tired of her.

And it's like every f*cking second,

every five minutes, she's checking after me.

And she wants me to put my reputation

and my job on the line to save her a*s!

Who are you talking about?

It doesn't matter.

What matters is I'm through.

I wish this b*tch was dead.

She wants to use my connections.

I'll show her a*s.

[laid-back beat]

Are you done venting?

For now.

Is there anything I can do to make it better?

sh*t, or...

Or make you feel better?

Maybe.

[music]

♪I can't wait to reach the grave ♪

♪Damsel in distress ♪

♪I wanna take you out of here ♪

♪You tell me you're not sure ♪

♪And I already know ♪

♪Take my hand and baby, we'll see just how far we go ♪

♪'Cause I know you very well ♪

♪I've read through every little detail ♪

♪Like my favorite novella, baby ♪

♪Secrets you never tell ♪

♪I never tell nobody, baby ♪

♪Baby, I'll keep them safe ♪

♪Oh, yes, I will ♪

♪I'ma keep 'em forever, baby ♪

[suspenseful music]

[knocking on door]

m*therf*cking neighbors.

[knocking on door]

[grunting]

[metallic stabbing]

[Renee] If I can't have you, no one will!

[laid-back music]

This f*cking daycare complex is gonna be

a pain in my a*s now.

Who knows how long this investigation's gonna last.

Can't Tandy pull some strings in the mayor's office?

Get things sped up?

She better.

sh*t.

I have not been able to do

what I need to do with this f*cking trial.

I need to handle some business.

Yeah.

What's the next move, Madam?

Honestly, I don't even know, Blue.

I don't.

I just need a moment. I need to think.

Well, what can I do for you?

Nothing.

Look, you've been here since groundbreaking.

You can go home. Get some rest.

See you later on.

Can I make you a drink?

Uh, if there's anything I know how to do,

it is make my own drink.

Thank you. Very much.

You know, I don't mind waiting with you.

And you know I don't like leaving you alone.

I know.

But Tommy will be here within an hour.

Plus, you already know.

All right.

I'll leave you with your feelings.

Thank you.

See you tonight?

I will see you tonight.

[suspenseful music]

[door opens and closes]

What did you forget?

How the f*ck did--

♪ sh**t, sh**t, sh**t, sh**t, sh**t ♪

♪ Yeah, we pop out every-- ♪

♪ sh**t, sh**t, sh**t, sh**t, sh**t ♪

♪ Yeah, we pop out every-- ♪

[g*nf*re]

♪ Yeah, we pop out every-- ♪

♪ sh**t, sh**t, sh**t, sh**t, sh**t ♪

♪ Yeah, we pop out every-- ♪

[dramatic music]

[heart beating]

[music]

[maudlin music]

[maudlin music]

[music]