(anxious music)
[Man] Respect.
(g*n clacks)
(birds chirping) (anxious music)
(anxious music continues)
(water pattering)
(engine rumbles)
(relaxed tempo music)
(phone rings)
[Marcus] All right,
so I'll see you tonight?
Six o'clock, I already
got that dress laid out too.
You ain't gonna need it though.
I told you, you need to rock
that birthday suit, you know?
'Cause it is your birthday.
It's your birthday
[Stanley] I love you too.
All right, see you tonight at 7:00.
Bye.
Sir, your weekly report.
Thank you.
I've got something for you too.
Marcus, Silver Diamond
Accounting would like to officially
offer you the position
of Chief Financial Officer.
What?
Are you serious?
I've only been here three
years, is this even possible?
You've truly proved yourself.
Your records are outstanding
and we recognize the
talents that you possess.
There's only one man for
the job and that man's you.
My wife and I truly
appreciate the opportunity.
You've earned it.
Go make me some money.
(soft humming) (relaxed R&B music)
And another, another love
Another, another love, oh yeah
Hey, hey, whoa, whoa, whoa
-Yeah, it was unexpected.
-You want a refill?
Oh, thanks.
Hey everybody, can I get your attention?
I just wanna say thank you so much
for coming to celebrate
Marcus on his promotion.
My baby is the G-O-A-T, right, MJ?
I'm talking LeBron James levels.
You know, Dad, when I grow
up, I wanna do what you do.
Aim high, little man.
Love you, babe.
Love you.
Glasses up to Marcus. - To Dad.
Aww.
Yay.
(rhythmic vocalizations)
(relaxed R&B music)
Okay, so now it's time for my punch.
I need you all to help me clear this out.
Gladly, it's delish.
[Angie] Oh yeah, you know, girl.
Yeah, Angie, whatever this is,
you need to bottle it up and sell it, okay?
[Angie] That's not a bad idea.
(phone rings) - Thank you.
Hello?
[Operator] This is a collect call
from an inmate at the
Attica Correctional Facility.
To accept this call-
(phone beeps)
[Angie] Baby, the food is almost ready.
I'm gonna go check on it, okay?
Okay, baby.
(phone rings)
I'll be back.
Hello?
[Operator] This is a
collect call from an inmate
at the Attica Correctional Facility.
To accept this call, press five.
(phone beeps)
Hello?
-Bloodclaat, (chuckle)
-so the dead resurrect?
Yo, what up, Marcus?
This is Marcus Jackson, yeah, who's this?
So you gonna play me
like that though? (chuckle)
It's Squeeze, man, ya all right then?
Man, I didn't even
recognize your voice, man.
How you been?
I'm good, bro.
Just trying to survive
behind these walls, you know?
How's life in the free world, bro?
I heard you only did 10 years.
Must be nice, eh?
Yeah, man, you know, it's been all right.
But how you doing, man?
I know you only get a
few minutes on these calls.
Yeah, I'm good, bro.
I'm about to get out soon, man.
Thought I'd hit you up, you know?
- Oh, okay. - Yeah, man.
I remember this too-(phone beeps)
Baby, what are you doing?
You're being rude, we have company.
Yeah, baby.
[Angie] Okay, the food's not ready yet
but we're about to do party games, come on.
The man of the hour
is here. (ominous music)
Okay, so our first game is going to be-
(ominous music)
Come again, six love.
(friends speaking in Patois)
- You cheating, man. - Nah, come on.
Bro, run it back, bro. (phone rings)
Just move your body now
- What's going on? - Bro, I don't know.
Face said he found a spot.
Come on, we out.
Come on.
(tense tones)
This sh*t is (laughs).
Yeah.
Baby, what did you think of the party?
It was good, right?
The decor was so cute.
Oh.
I gotta keep them on standby. - Yep.
And you know what else?
Jessica, she had those
twins, they were so cute.
And did you see how much food Willie had?
He took home enough food
to feed an orphanage. (chuckle)
That is a greedy man.
Yeah.
Reggie called. - Oh, who's Reggie?
Hey you. - Squeeze.
- What? - Yeah.
I thought he was locked up.
Yeah, he's getting out.
Already?
It's been 20 years.
Yeah, he's served his time.
Okay.
Hmm.
He's gonna need my help, Angie.
I can't turn my back on him.
Well, what kind of help?
I do not want you all in
cahoots with that man again.
Yeah, well, he's coming out empty-handed.
It's a loyalty thing that
you wouldn't understand.
(Angie scoffs)
Well, he is definitely not staying here.
Okay, hold on.
He's not getting out tomorrow.
It's gonna be another couple
weeks before, you know, so.
Okay, but baby,
think about what y'all... Baby, baby.
Let's just talk about
it another time, okay?
Not right now.
(somber music)
Fine.
The man's coming home
after 20 years, you know?
- Fine. - Yeah.
Okay.
But hey, look at me.
You have worked damn hard
to change your life around.
I just don't want you to mess this up.
(soft music)
Yeah.
Squeeze. (chuckle)
(soft chanting) (relaxed tempo music)
(phone rings)
This is Marcus Jackson.
[Reggie] Yo, where ya be at, dawg?
Reggie, that's you, man?
Are you out now?
[Reggie] So we going
all professional now with it?
"Reggie?"
What happened to "Squeeze," bro?
I'm sorry, man.
I just figured we'd leave the
past in the past, you feel me?
[Reggie] I feel you, bro.
But look, I need you to come pick me up.
Take me out to the ATL.
I need you to show me
what life is like on the outside,
you know what I'm saying?
Probably hook me up
with a job or something.
Help me start life over, you know?
[Squeeze] I want the
cash and I want the food.
Hell yeah.
(distant bang)
You hear something?
No, man, come on.
[Face] Nah, leave the food, let's bounce.
Hell nah, I'm getting mine's, Face.
(anxious music)
Wait, I thought you said
this was a two-man job.
Oh sh*t.
Come on.
Freeze!
Don't move.
Get your hands up now!
Bloodclaat.
(handcuffs rattling)
I knew this sh*t was a setup.
[Officer] Shut the hell up.
You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can be used
against you in the court of law.
You have the right to an attorney.
If you can't afford one,
one will be provided for you.
I just don't know how I
feel about this situation.
You know, you're basically
asking a stranger to move in with us.
Babe, Reggie ain't a stranger.
He like a brother to me.
Something happened the other night.
It's like.
I had a dream.
I know it sounds wild but it's like
I think it'll help you understand
why I'm thinking the way I'm thinking.
I had this dream, right?
That me and my brother, we
were walking through a forest
and we end up falling
deep down in this ditch.
But the crazy thing is
there was food in the ditch.
So we started eating and then one day,
I decided to climb up to
see what's going on topside.
I get up there and I got an apple, man.
I took a bite of the apple that I had
from the ditch and it was full of maggots.
I dropped this thing
and it's like a beautiful
spring day outside
and I just start walking out
enjoying the beautiful freedom
and I heard a voice say,
"Is it good that you've come into the light
and leave your brother in the darkness?"
And in that moment, I just realized,
damn, I forgot about my brother.
It's like how you said, I
never went to visit him, yeah.
So that's what I think
about when I think about
Reggie and this situation
and him coming home.
You know, God blessed us with all this
and I feel like I gotta do something.
You know what I mean? (Angie sighs)
I hear you.
I hear you loud and clear.
But I'm gonna tell you this.
You better not mess this up
'cause you got a little boy up
there that's counting on you.
Babe, I love this family.
All right?
It's gonna be all right.
Why they be doubting the boy
Tell 'em it's part of the plan
I'm just a young an, I feel them slap
Them keys in the palm of my hand
They want me to fail, this is personal
It's slipping on me, this is perjury
You reckon nobody is hurting
You tell I got the record
beef and it's surgery
k*lling it, they ain't gotta guess me
This sh*t nice.
Drilling it, how many
times did they pass me up
This sh*t real nice.
Wanted too bad just
to see that it's working
Damn, doing it big, big dawg.
- Hey man, yeah. - You got the new car,
the big house? - Yeah.
Manicured garden.
We ain't in Kansas no more. - Hey.
Hey baby.
How was your day?
- Good, good. - Okay.
Dinner's almost ready. - Okay.
Oh, and this is-
- Hi, I'm... Hey.
Angela, Marcus's wife.
You must be Reggie.
Squeeze, pleasure to meet you.
How you doing?
-I've heard all about you.
-The pleasure is mine.
Hey, and this little
dinosaur is my son, MJ.
[Reggie] Hey, what's up, MJ?
How you doing, little man? - Good.
You got a little grip there.
-You a wrestler or something?
-I play baseball.
Baseball, okay.
I used to play a little baseball
when I was your age too.
- For real? - Yeah.
They used to call me
little Jackie Robinson.
I used to knock them out the park.
You better ask your father.
Do you wanna see my baseball collection?
- Sure, why not? - Okay, come on.
[Angie] Hey, be careful.
Okay.
[Reggie] He gonna be with
Uncle Squeeze, he all right.
(birds chirping)
How long did you say
this was gonna be again?
Just until he gets on his feet.
It's gonna be all right, promise.
Come on.
Take it easy, man.
Bro, this is good, bro.
It sure beat that tap water
I was drinking for all them
years, you know what I'm saying?
[Marcus] It must feel
good to be a free man, huh?
Oh, man.
Yeah, man. (chuckle)
Where the third course at, you know?
Slow down.
I wanna know what's on your mind.
Excuse me gentlemen, I'm a go ahead
and get little man to bed. - Okay.
[Angie] Baby, you're on clean-up duty.
- Oh, thank you. - Mm hmm.
Love you. - Love you, babe.
Reggie, you could help. (Reggie laughs)
Talk to me, man.
I've just been taking this all in, bro.
You know, being free after all these years,
you know what I'm saying?
A good experience but look at you, bro.
Family man and everything.
You got your son, he look just like you.
We used to dream about
this, you know what I mean?
Remember that? - Yeah.
But what about you?
What you planning on doing?
I know you don't wanna
stay here with me all your life.
Hell no.
But I mean, I'm a convict, bro.
Ain't nobody gonna hire me.
I was thinking maybe start a business,
start a restaurant or something,
you know what I'm saying?
- A restaurant, huh? - Yeah.
That's a great idea.
Yeah, and I figured
since you're the big accountant,
you know what I'm saying?
Maybe you could help me
out, you know what I'm saying?
Secure a spot, get the ball rolling.
When I make a profit, I'll
give you back the money.
Hmm, that's what you figured, huh?
Since I'm a big accountant... Yes.
That I can help you. (Reggie laughs)
Yeah, man, it's time to start
making some legit money, man.
Eat that good food, you know?
Yeah, man, I lost too
many years in there, bro.
It's time to get that sh*t back.
Freedom, bro.
Cheers, brother.
(relaxed electronic music)
(mid tempo hip hop music)
(Reggie grunts)
What's up, Miss Daisy?
You wanna join me for a workout?
Come on, don't act like that.
(Reggie chuckles)
Oh no.
What is this guy doing?
Good morning, baby.
Last night was amazing.
Yes.
[Angie] Is that my $100 bathrobe?
Let me.
Yeah.
(relaxed electronic music)
Idiot.
Morning, Doris.
What you doing, man?
What it look like I'm doing.
I'm working out, I'm trying to keep
these muscles tight, you know what I mean?
Well, that's why we got gym memberships.
Come on, bro.
Y'all is so uptight over here, man.
I know it's a nice
neighborhood and all that.
Yeah, this ain't the
Birdhouse, this is Johns Creek.
Come on, bro.
But yo, what's up with
the restaurant thing?
You still gonna help me
out with that or what?
Yeah, I'm gonna talk
about the financing today.
I'll let you know. - Okay.
You know I'm trying to
get up out your house, man.
You know what I'm saying?
-Gotta get this money, bro.
-I got you, man.
Come on. - All right.
Where you going with the robe?
(soft anxious music)
(soft anxious music continues)
(gate rattles)
A restaurant?
Yeah, it's something my wife and I
have been thinking
about for quite some time.
What about your job?
Oh, I take my job here very seriously.
We plan on having
someone else run the place.
So you're asking us for
a loan of about $80,000.
Yeah, I know that getting
everything up front is
outside the norm, total funding.
But the thing is... Hey, how you doing?
Good afternoon, I'm Marcus' partner.
Could you give me a second please?
- Can you let him know? - Gimme a second.
I'll be right back. (tense music)
Squeeze, ya f*cked up, man.
What are you talking about?
I had it under control, it was copacetic.
You done messed the whole sh*t up.
I saved your dumb a*s from getting shot.
Nah, those stupid asses
came and caused a damn ruckus.
Hey, everybody chill, didn't nobody die.
Nah, f*ck that.
He acting like he saved
the day or something.
You know, you been acting real weird
with us ever since the other day.
Like we owe you sh*t.
You owe me, n*gga.
Superman.
Damn.
- Reggie. - Marcy-Marc.
-(Reggie speaks in Patois)
-What are you doing here?
Is that my suit?
Yeah, I had to borrow something
but this place is nice, man.
I came here to check on
things, you know what I'm saying?
This sh*t is fancy though.
Watch your language, Reggie.
- I'm sorry. - Okay, listen.
I told you I had everything
under control, man.
And how'd you even get here?
What's going on here?
Hey, how are you?
Oh, this is Reggie Carmichael,
my business partner in the
restaurant that I told you about.
I'm Reggie, pleasure to meet you.
This is Mr. Moneybags, this is Mr. Stanley?
- This is Mr. CEO. - Oh, okay.
Pleasure to meet you, how you doing?
I'm not sure if Marcus really went
and explained everything
that we're trying to do
but we're trying to open an infused
Caribbean-soul food
restaurant on this side of ATL
and I know you, you
know good food, I can tell.
I got my Aunt Betty's
secret peach cobbler recipe.
It is amazing.
I'm telling you,
it's like you're having a
threesome in your stomach.
[Stanley] Hmm.
Falling further, falling up
This is m*rder
More than making love
Oh, that was
nice.
More than making love
Everywhere is surely now
So,
he said what now?
Trust me, it was humiliating.
Okay, so what's next?
Stanley approved the loan. (chuckle)
He did?
Yeah. (laughs)
Oh my God.
Yeah, you know,
Reggie always had the gift
of gab ever since we were kids.
- He really did. - Mm hmm.
So,
what's next?
Well,
we do the paperwork
and then we find a location.
Hmm.
And then I let Reggie do his thing.
Are you sure about all this?
[Marcus] At this point, I
just want him to get on his
feet, get on up out my house
so I can have my family back.
Hmm, I agree with that.
Because he has been smoking in the house
and you know I don't like that.
sh*t.
Yeah, he's been locked
up a long time, Angie.
He don't know no better.
Why are you so angry? - I'm not.
I just let out a lot of
tension, I'm good. (laughs)
(anxious electronic music)
(bills rustling) - Feeding area,
this is the kitchen.
This is it, man, I'm telling you.
This is the spot, this the one.
[Marcus] You sure, man?
Because this don't look very ideal
for what we're trying to accomplish.
Bro, this is the spot,
I'm telling you right now.
This is Hollywood in the hood, man.
What kind of customers
are you trying to attract?
We trying to make money here, right?
Oh Lord, there you go with
the same old bougie mentality, man.
We from the streets, you forgot?
It's where we learned to walk, bro.
I'm trying to bring it back home, man.
[Marcus] All right, listen, whatever you,
I mean, this is your
thing, I'm just here to help.
Bro, trust me when I tell you,
this is the perfect spot, bro.
I'm telling you right now, this is it.
- All right. - Yes sir.
Oh sh*t.
Hey Mami.
Mama, you wanna come work for me?
You don't even need no interview, baby.
Damn.
See what I'm talking about.
I guarantee you she gonna
be working for me soon.
I'm telling you. - This dude is crazy.
You're mad, ya know? (laughs)
I'm about to go see about something.
Yo, come on, man.
(ominous music)
(ominous music continues)
(ominous music continues)
(ominous music continues)
(Angie scoffs)
(ominous music)
What's up, Angie? (Angie gasps)
Reggie,
I was just,
I didn't know you were home.
It's not a problem.
This your house, I'm
just a visitor, remember?
Yeah, I was just looking for MJ's bat.
I know how much time
you've been spending together.
I didn't know if he left it in here.
I'm sorry to be in your space.
I've been locked up for so long,
I don't even know what
that feel like no more.
Officers coming in and out of my cell
all hours of the morning and night,
talking sh*t, searching through my sh*t.
Privacy is just a distant memory right now.
I lost that a lot of years ago.
Yeah.
Again, I'm sorry for invading your space.
Excuse me.
Yes, ma'am.
(Reggie laughs)
Marcus, why didn't you tell
me y'all were coming home?
Because I didn't know we had to make
an announcement before
coming into my own house.
You don't, but he caught me
snooping around in his room.
Who?
Reggie, Squeeze,
whatever the hell his name is.
What did you do in his room?
I don't, I was just looking around.
Angie, you can't go
snooping around his room.
Squeeze is a grown man.
I know, but I gotta make sure we're safe.
I mean, the neighbors
have been talking, Marcus.
They're concerned for us, is all.
He did go to jail.
He's a thug.
I mean, look at the
impact he's having on MJ.
Despite all that,
he's still like family to me, Angie.
Look, Reggie, he's a changed man.
I'm telling you.
You can't go around just
passing judgment on people.
Besides, I walked the same road, remember?
I just had a second chance.
Okay, you're right.
I trust you
and I'll leave it alone, I'll drop it.
Listen, we found a location today.
- Really? - Mm hmm.
Yeah, things are moving
faster than you think.
- Yes. - All right?
So we're gonna pay off this
loan and then we'll move on.
Okay. (laughs)
(Marcus moans) (upbeat music)
(Marcus laughs)
So, how are things
going with that convict
you have shacking up in your house?
Don't get me started.
You know, I'm trying to support my husband
but this man is getting on my nerves.
He smokes in the house,
he leaves the kitchen a mess.
Hell, MJ keeps a cleaner room
than him, need I say more?
I did forget to tell
you, before I got here,
the man caught me
snooping around in his room.
It was so embarrassing.
Did you find anything?
No, he came in before I could.
But Marcus had his back.
So why does Marcus insist
on babysitting this grown man?
Girl, they go way back.
They used to run the streets together.
Now that he's out, he done caught
his self trying to be loyal to him.
Like what about me?
I just don't know how you feel safe
with that man in your
house with your child.
I mean, people are crazy nowadays.
It's not like he k*lled anyone.
That's what he says.
You don't know anything
about that man's past.
Trust me, I know enough, it's fine.
No, you know what Marcus tells you.
If I were you, I'd keep a close eye on him.
(relaxed guitar music) Come on.
[Marcus] We start construction in a week.
Once he starts making
some money, he's gone.
(rhythmic chanting) (food sizzling)
(bell rings) - Everything good over here?
Yours will be coming out soon, okay?
Whoa, look who's here.
Well I'll be.
- Uncle Squeeze. - What's up, nephew?
- What's going on? - How you doing?
The food smells good.
You know I'm gonna make
you manager one day, right?
That's right. (laughs)
What's good, bro, everything good?
- Yep. - Everything is better?
- Yeah, everything good, man. - Ya, man.
Well, congratulations
Reggie, everything looks good.
Thank you, you know, business is good.
Where y'all wanna sit at?
Anywhere is fine.
- You want a booth? - Yeah.
We want a booth.
I got you, you know that.
Come on, man.
I'm gonna put y'all in the
VIP over here, all right?
Oh, I forgot to tell you.
I gotta show you something out back.
You gonna like it. - Okay, okay.
Come on.
(door creaks)
Huh?
What's you think?
Boom.
Look at that, boy. (laughs)
She's sexy, ain't she?
Boom what, this is yours?
Yes.
Cash, paid for.
Okay, when did you get this?
What you think, I'm handicapped?
That's mines, baby.
Okay, I'm talking about the money
because we just opened a few months ago
and you already buying fancy cars?
Marcus, you are so uptight, bro.
Here we go again, bro.
It's like this suit and tie
sh*t is getting to you, bro.
Loosen a little bit, man.
I'm just saying, bro, I
got a loan to pay back.
I get it, man.
We gotta handle our business
before we start buying toys, bro.
I got it covered, man.
The loan is gonna be paid back.
Just watch me work my magic, man.
You see business in there, man.
Money coming, man. - It looks good, man but
business before all the other bullshit.
Bro, I'm telling you right now, bro,
this is what we doing.
This is it, I'm telling you.
- Yeah, the sh*t's nice. - Don't touch it.
(crickets chirping) (anxious music)
(engine rumbles)
(Oz knocks)
You early.
(anxious music)
(knife clicks)
Nice.
Tell Trigga I got a deal I need to secure.
I'm gonna need a few good guys.
It's gonna be a dangerous job.
But boss, you and me both know.
Trigga ain't going for that.
What ya say?
What the f*ck you just say?
What the bloodclaat you really just say?
No disrespect, I don't
think Trigga gonna go-
- n*gga, f*ck Trigga.
What the f*ck are you talking about?
This is my territory.
You think I'm behind them prison walls?
I'm home now.
This f*cking bullshit powder
is not making the money it used to make.
We onto bigger and better things now.
Now go and tell Trigga
what the f*ck I said.
All right, boss.
f*ck this mamba
what y'all tell him I said.
(relaxed jazz music)
f*cking Trigga.
Poetic bring the drum
Hand me all the wish
Yeah, ain't no L's, I
gotta get a Nor Cal crib
Yeah, gotta keep on moving
It don't matter how hard it gets
Yeah, better move out the way
'Cause I'm coming with harder hits
My head is as hard as a brick
But I'm harder than all of this
You better move, you might
get knocked out, knocked out
You better move, you might
get knocked out, knocked out
You better move, you might
get knocked out, knocked out
You better move, you might
get knocked out, knocked out
I wear my heart on my sleeve
Stretch, feel my grief
That's how I get it,
success ain't no given
Some days I don't hit, I don't slay
When I'm focused, I'm dangerous
Down on it when I'm anxious
[Waitress] Number one, yours.
Another order coming right up.
I'm amazing, Rolls rising
through the pavement
Get your hands outta my bag
I know this because I've been in it
I don't need to brag
It's just what happens
when you taking care
Of your business for the
family, you do the math
I'm outta my pocket,
Houston, we got a problem
I ain't perfect, let 'em watch me
Elevating, got 'em knocking
- Wait right there. - All right, boss.
Nose diving in and I said who
I'm shocking and get woke
Me like what I see, you know?
Everything you saw is good.
Everything signed off, ready for lunch.
Just say the word.
Ya, man.
(anxious music)
Where Trigga at? - This way.
(door creaks)
(door clacks)
- Trigga. - El Presidente.
[Reggie] What's good, bro?
- You look good, baby. - I'm trying, man.
Not like you though.
Hey man, you look all
svelte and everything.
Yeah.
[Reggie] Enough with the
comments, man, what's going on?
Hey man, I got your message
but I'm gonna need you to
give me a little bit more time.
You know, I got a Caribbean link
on some of this high-grade right here.
Some straight out the ocean sh*t.
Every mom and pop
store is selling that, bro.
- What? - I don't want that.
I told you I want some Apache, bro.
- Come on. - I need that sh*t
to be packaged in every
f*cking flour, sugar.
You name it, I need it.
I need to distribute it worldwide.
I ain't spent 20 years in
jail to watch my sh*t fail.
You know what I'm saying?
Not with this.
Hey man, look, I get what you're saying
but things are different now.
I mean, you got FBI on high alert.
They got dogs everywhere.
I mean, we can't move like we used to.
I mean, what you want me to do?
What you want me to do?
I don't know, man.
sh*t, it definitely seems
like you've been moving.
- Why? - All this grandma
antique sh*t you got around in here.
You living real good for my assistant, bro.
You know? (chuckle)
I need you to get on what
I need you to get on, bro.
Please, just get on it, handle it.
No excuses, okay?
Look man,
I ain't trying to give you excuses, n*gga.
All right?
This is reality.
Lemme tell you something.
Don't ever disrespect me, ya hear, p*ssy?
I've been locked up too long
with some f*cking deep-rooted
emotional sh*t, all right?
Don't ever call me no n*gga again
or disrespect me again, ya hear?
Before me drag you over
this bloodclaat table, all right?
Yeah.
Good.
(anxious music)
Yeah, so
look man,
I could get six guys on it by Friday, okay?
That sound good to you?
- It sounds great. - Yeah.
sh*t is about to pop off.
Now lemme try that bullshit
grass you got there, man.
[Trigga] Yeah.
(phone rings)
This is Marcus Jackson.
[Principal] Hi, is this
Marcus Jackson's father?
Yeah, this is MJ's father.
[Principal] Hey, this
is Principal Casper.
Something's happened at school.
What?
[Principal] We need
you to get here right away.
I'll be right there.
sh*t.
(engine rumbles)
Suspended for fighting, MJ?
Are you serious? - But Dad,
he called me a sucker
and I ain't no sucker.
You ain't no sucker?
When did you start talking like that?
That's street talk, Dad.
Everybody knows that.
Son, who told you that?
Uncle Squeeze.
He taught me how to be a
man and how to defend myself.
You are a kid.
You are not a man and if
anybody's gonna teach you
how to be one, it's gonna
be me, you understand?
Uncle Squeeze is cool, Dad.
You're too busy being a white collar man.
Wait, what?
Come on. (MJ scoffs)
(rapping in Patois)
Do you see this?
They are so loud.
The neighbors are gonna call the police.
We're already dealing
with MJ getting suspended.
You need to handle this.
I know, Angie.
This guy's gotta go.
You need to know I'm
down with this wisdom
They got beer bottles everywhere.
Is that weed?
They gonna be in America too, bro.
f*ck we talking about?
Sell out?
n*gga, (scoff) relax.
(man speaks in Patois)
What up, bro, we making
too much noise or something?
Yo, listen, I'm sorry, I
gotta ask y'all to leave.
Leave?
I don't want the neighbors
calling the police, man.
f*ck these people, bro.
What are you talking about, bro?
We just holding a vibe.
Reggie, listen, you family and all, man,
but you can't be doing all this.
At least not in front of my home, dawg.
In front of your home?
(Reggie scoffs)
That's crazy, bro.
Hey, I'm gonna have to ask y'all
to pack up and leave, man, please.
It's all good, bro.
I understand what's
going on right now, man.
I'm overstaying my welcome at your place.
- Really, really? - It's all good though.
(Reggie speaks in Patois)
(man speaks in Patois)
(Reggie speaks in Patois)
Crazy sh*t, n*gga said "My house."
(anxious music)
Chapter one.
(engine rumbles)
Why you wake me up this early?
I thought we was unit.
Somebody gotta be in charge.
(tense music)
This n*gga's been acting
real funny these days.
(Reggie knocks)
[Reggie] Marcus.
What's up, brother?
Reggie, what are you doing here?
I came to pay you back, brother.
$80,000
in cash.
Where'd you get that money from?
Bro, from the restaurant
money I make, brother.
The food good over there, you know.
You mean to tell me
you made all this money
in such a short space of time?
It's been five months.
Yeah, business is booming, bro.
You know, business is good.
But.
I'm gonna need another favor, bro.
I'm trying to get outta
your house, you know?
I'm tired of listening to y'all
in the bedroom and
stuff like that, you know?
I'm trying to get my own place.
So,
you deal with the paperwork
and I'll deal with the money.
It's an even trade, bro.
You're saying that you want me
to get you a house in my name?
Bro,
I just got outta jail, bro.
I don't got no credit.
I don't even got a credit card, nothing.
You know, I'm gonna have
to talk to Angie about that.
(tense warbling tones)
[Angie] Yes, yes, yes.
Get him out of our house.
Babe, I don't know how I
feel about it being in my name.
Whoa, you insisted on helping him.
You helped him with the
restaurant, now I insist.
I insist you help get
his a*s out our house.
The man handed me $80,000 cash.
Baby, just be happy the loan is paid off.
Help him with the house and
just be done with it, period.
Yeah, that's great. (door whirs)
I'm glad we scoped out the place.
I mean, the food isn't even that good.
There is definitely something
going on up in there.
How do you know?
I mean, can't a man be successful
without someone looking at him sideways?
Okay, let's get real, Calvin.
The guy was in jail for 20
years and then he comes out and
runs a successful restaurant
in the hood six months later?
Angie told me he just
bought a Tesla in cash
and he just moved into a fancy house.
Shelly, Teslas are not that expensive.
No, that's not the point, okay?
The guy is into some shady business
and Angie and Marcus need to know about it.
I mean, where the hell did
he make that kind of money?
Not from selling chitlins.
So what do you want me to do?
Well, I know you have
connections at the GBI.
- Okay. - Look, no.
Look, someone has to do some investigating
before sh*t hits the fan.
I'll see what I can do, okay?
For Angie.
For Angie.
Yeah.
'Cause you know I don't like
to get involved in other people's business.
Yeah.
Well, I sure do.
(dramatic chanting)
"I sure do."
What, what, what
Yo.
Secure the money and
get out the spot, yeah?
I ain't gotta worry much
Drop it off near the dumpster.
There should be a package
there waiting for you, all right?
Listen to me.
Don't drop the money
unless you see the package.
All right.
Ya, man.
Link me when you're done, yeah?
Red dust, red dust, red dust
[Reggie] That is it.
Palm trees and rust again
Car park broken
Still straight up stony by the hills
Don't start letting a black barcode
Every one paid in cash notes
Got him making dad jokes
Oh, bloodclaat!
(Reggie speaking in Patois)
(Trigga chuckles)
Mad.
Don't lean when I stand up, stand up
Bap, bap.
What's wrong with you?
There ain't even nothing in there.
Bap, bap, bap, bap.
This bad.
AK-47, baby.
[Reggie] Yes, man.
We have three more shipment
that come in fully loaded.
- They see us? - Yeah.
Yeah.
(Reggie speaks in Patois)
(Trigga speaks in Patois)
Bap, bap, bap, bap, bap.
Hey man,
word on the street is the
restaurant's under surveillance.
We might have to jump ship,
- Jump ship? - Yeah.
We ain't jumping sh*t,
ya, man? (speaking Patois)
Let them come.
Now that you just got me this,
everybody'll get g*nsh*t, I don't care.
Bap, bap, bap, bap.
Staircase
(Trigga laughs)
Squeeze not afraid of nobody.
Gangsta
I ain't gotta worry much
(Angie moans)
Baby, you still up?
Mm hmm.
Yeah, I can't sleep.
(Angie sighs)
Okay.
All right.
Talk to me, baby.
What on your mind?
This whole thing with
Reggie, it's been bothering me.
The fact that he's out the house,
you should be praising the
Lord and thank God he's gone.
No, it's not that.
There's no way the
restaurant could have made
that much profit in such
a short amount of time.
Yeah, but I thought
everything was going really well.
Yeah, but you don't get it.
Okay, the cars,
the house,
the 80 grand cash.
I did the projection for that
restaurant in the beginning.
There's no way he could have made
that much profit in such
a short amount of time.
Baby, I think you should get some rest.
Just check it out tomorrow
when you go into work.
Marcus.
Hey.
How's business?
Great.
I left some of the numbers
on your desk this morning.
I'm talking about the restaurant.
Oh.
Yeah, it's going well.
I can see that.
That loan was paid off fairly quickly.
Yeah, people love it I guess.
Yeah.
I went by yesterday.
The food is good. - Really good.
Yeah, I am curious
to see your accounting.
(anxious music)
I want to know the secret to your success.
I'd have to check with
my business partner for that,
get that information for you.
- You do that. - Okay.
(tense music)
(bell rings)
[Waitress] All right, cool.
(g*nsh*t booms)
Yo, where the f*ck Squeeze at?
- He's not here. - Go the f*ck in the back.
(waitress stutters) Shut the f*ck up!
Squeeze!
Squeeze! (worker screams)
Squeeze, where the?
sh*t.
Now where the f*ck Squeeze at, huh?
He's not here, I don't know where he at.
Where the f*ck that n*gga Face at?
I don't even know who that is, bro.
I'm just here cooking food, man.
Chill, bro.
(g*nshots booming)
Bro, chill man, come on.
All right. - When he f*cking asks you-
- All right, bro, I heard you.
Tell him Emilio stopped by, you heard me?
- I heard you. - Did you hear me?
All right, bro, all right.
(tense music)
(anxious music)
(anxious music continues)
(anxious music continues)
(no audio)
(Rocky chuckles)
Well I'll be damned.
[Whitney] Look at this sh*t.
Who owns this place?
What the?
[MJ] Did you see my home run, Dad?
[Marcus] Yeah, it was
amazing, I'm proud of you.
(siren warbles)
[Rocky] Marcus Jackson.
[Marcus] Yeah?
I'm Detective Rocky Jenkins, Atlanta PD.
You're under arrest
for illicit drug smuggling
and money laundering.
Wait, what?
[Rocky] Sir, we need your cooperation.
Okay, are we gonna do this
right here in front of my son?
Dad, what's going on?
We'll make sure that he
gets home safely to his mom.
Don't worry about that.
Okay, let me take him home first.
I mean, listen, y'all ain't even
told me what this is about.
I'm gonna need you to put
your hands behind your back, please.
Hold on, let me, so I can't
even take my son home?
You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and will
be used against you in a court of law.
Dad, why are they doing this?
It's going to be all right, son.
Hey, it's gonna be all right.
I promise you, okay? - Daddy, why?
Daddy's coming back.
Hey, can we call his mother? - Dad!
I'll be back, I promise you, son.
I will be back, all right?
-Why are you doing this?
-Son, look at me.
It's gonna be all right, okay?
- Dad! - Okay, yes.
Let me, hey, he just
was asking me a question.
-I don't want you to leave.
-It's gonna be all right.
(somber music)
(Angie hums)
(phone buzzes)
Hello?
Yes, this is Angela Jackson.
What?
Why?
Where is he?
Okay, please, he's only 10 years old.
I'm on my way.
[Reggie] You know, I'm
trying to get my own place.
So, (somber chanting)
You deal with the paperwork
and I deal with the money.
(camera snaps)
It's an even trade, bro.
You're saying that you want me
to get you a house in my name?
I swear to God,
I'm a family man.
I'm a CPA.
I have a son that you left
on the f*cking road, man.
I'm clean.
Cut the Boy Scout routine, Marcus.
Just tell me where the drugs come from.
We can get through all this.
I told you, I don't know.
That's funny because
I looked at the lease.
It has your name on it, nobody else's.
I mean, what do you expect us to believe?
That a multimillion dollar
drug operation was run out
of your restaurant that you
own and you just missed it?
I don't run the day-to-day.
I just got the funding, that's it.
Then who runs the day-to-day?
(anxious music)
Squeeze.
[Rocky] What was that?
Reggie Carmichael.
He manages the place.
Yeah, that's what I thought you said.
Squeeze, that would be your old partner
from the Untouchables Posse, right?
Oh yeah, I know all about you, Face.
I know you and Reggie
tore up Brooklyn in the 90s.
Robberies, extortion, trail of bodies.
So tell me, this restaurant gig,
it's just the same old
tricks in a new bag, right?
There's no f*cking bodies, man.
Listen man, I buried that
life a long time ago, it's dead.
Then explain this, Marcus.
There's no trail to Reggie.
No lease, no paper.
Everything is in your name.
It all points to you, you're the front.
So either you're a fool or you're a liar.
Yeah, well somebody's
trying to set me up.
I'm being framed.
Prove it.
Otherwise, you're going down
for every damn kilo that
passed through that kitchen.
Why don't you stop
looking at me and look at
the people who's pulling
the f*cking strings, man?
[Rocky] And who is that?
(tense music)
Squeeze.
Face, watch out. (g*nsh*t booms)
You're a puta! (grunt) - What the f*ck?
- Go get the bag. - Take the money.
(tense electronic music)
Yo, go get the car.
You lucky bloodclaat, G.
Excuse me, officer.
What's taking so long?
Marcus Jackson Jr., he's only 10.
Someone's gotta go back there and get him.
Hello?
(door clacks)
MJ. - Mom.
[Angie] Oh my gosh, thank you, thank you.
Are you okay, did they hurt you?
No, I'm okay.
Okay.
Officer, can I see my husband now please?
He's still in interrogation.
Can I at least bail him out?
[Whitney] No, no bond has been set yet.
You're gonna have to
wait for further information.
(door clacks)
I knew it.
I knew he was a thug from the beginning.
Marcus talking about he changed.
I told you to get him out
of your house from day one.
I mean, the guy's an outright criminal.
It was Marcus, I told
him, he wouldn't believe me.
"I got it covered, Angie, calm down."
Bullshit, Marcus. - Shh, MJ.
(somber music)
What am I supposed to do?
They haven't even posted bail yet.
Look, you just need
to be patient and wait.
He said he was done with that lifestyle.
That I didn't have anything to worry about.
Look at us, right here in the middle of it.
I just can't believe this is happening.
You can't break down now, okay?
You have to be strong for MJ.
Calvin will help you get an attorney
and the rest is in God's hands.
(prison guard shouts)
[Prison Guard] Let's go, let's go!
(somber chanting)
(cell clacks)
(inmates chattering)
[Reggie] You're looking
good in that orange, man.
It's bringing out the color in your eyes.
Yo, you's a piece of sh*t, man.
(Reggie chuckles)
Good to know, showing your true colors
of how you really feel about me.
Squeeze, after all I did for you,
I done took you in my
house, picked you up from jail,
helped you start a f*cking
business and fed you
when you was f*cking
coming out here starving.
This is the thanks I get?
Man, f*ck that, man.
You dissed the program, bro.
From long time. (chuckle)
I thought you was my brother, bro.
Come to find out you
was nothing but a traitor.
A f*cking wolf in sheep clothing.
What the f*ck you talking about, man?
You're delusional, man,
you're f*cking delusional, man.
Marcus, you think I don't
know what happened, bro?
You think I don't know
what happened that night with King Kong?
Go ahead, let me talk to Pablo.
Where the rest of the food at, man?
Now you are being disrespectful.
Nah.
See, you've been screwing
this over for months now.
The warehouse,
Washington Heights.
(anxious music)
Respect.
(g*nsh*t booms)
You k*lled the man, bro.
I ain't never said nothing to it.
To what?
I ain't never said nothing to it, bro.
It was a f*cking setup and
you took the p*ssy way out.
You took a f*cking plea deal, bro.
[Marcus] n*gga, they wanted me to snitch.
I kept my mouth shut.
That's the problem, man.
Keep your bloodclaat mouth shut. (chuckle)
You think you're a f*cking mastermind?
You're a f*cking clown.
This sh*t ain't over. - Yeah?
(Marcus speaks in Patois)
Now,
it's your turn, man.
You gonna pay for that f*cking
20 years that I spent in jail.
Enjoy.
Don't worry about Angie or Squeeze Jr.
I'm gonna make sure
they gonna be all right.
Who the f*ck you talking to?
You f*cking touch my
family, I'll f*cking k*ll you.
You f*cking touch my family, I'll k*ll you.
You think's that frame will stop that?
(Marcus speaks in Patois)
(tense tones)
(door clacks)
-You ready for dinner?
-Yeah, can you cook chicken?
[Angie] You know I'm gonna
cook you some chicken, baby.
- Uncle Squeeze. - Hey, what's up, nephew?
I missed you, man. - I missed you too.
What the hell are you doing in my house?
- Uncle Squeeze. - Yeah?
- Dad is in jail. - MJ, get away from him.
Why are you always mad? Damn.
I'm just trying to take over from Daddy.
I'm trying to make sure the
family dynamic stays solid.
You know what I'm saying?
You need to leave my house, Reggie.
MJ, go to your room. - But Mom-
- Now.
(MJ whines)
You have about five
seconds to leave my house
before I call the police.
What is wrong with you?
We family now, remember?
You put my husband in jail.
He put his self there.
Stay back away from me.
(Reggie scoffs) - Angie,
if I was you,
I would cooperate.
Your husband got a real shady past.
I could put him away for life.
I wouldn't want little MJ
to know how bad his daddy
is, you know what I mean?
Why are you doing this to us?
We've been nothing but nice to you.
And I'm trying to return the favor.
Marcus gonna be gone for a long time.
Somebody need to be the man of the house.
I have a man, a good one.
One you could never compare to.
Marcus is just as f*cked up as I am.
You should know, (chuckle) you the one
who cleaned them up and made
him the p*ssy he is right now.
But a tiger never change his stripes.
Anyway, I'm gonna go upstairs and unpack
and if you try anything
stupid, I will hurt you. (chuckle)
(low, tense tones)
(soft anxious music)
(soft anxious music continues)
(soft anxious music continues)
(soft anxious music continues)
(somber chanting) (somber music)
(somber music continues)
(anxious music)
What do you mean he's in your house?
Can't you just call the cops?
I can't just yet.
It's complicated.
He's got damning information on Marcus
that'll put him away for life.
-What kind of information?
-The hell if I know.
He's probably buffing.
So this dude has the audacity
to take up residence in your house again?
It's even worse.
He's in my bedroom.
- What? Hell no. - Okay.
Okay, we just all need
to calm down, all right?
It's obvious that he is a career criminal.
Yeah.
What about that attorney
that you told me about?
I need some help, I cannot do this alone.
My colleague, Alex Davis,
she'll definitely take this case.
Please let me know what she needs.
I'll make it happen, I have to.
In the meantime, you need
to get the hell outta that house.
Okay, I'll go pick up MJ,
pack up a few things
and I'll meet y'all tonight.
- Okay. - Okay.
- Thank you so much. - Hey, be safe.
(door creaks)
Lucy's home.
What's all this?
What?
I made dinner for us.
You still in a bad mood?
I will literally do whatever you want
if you'll please just leave us alone.
You don't wanna make
promises like that, Mami.
(anxious music)
'Cause
what Squeeze wants,
Squeeze gets.
You know,
me and Marcus
used to share women back in the day.
-My bag's packed, Mom.
-Hey, what's up, MJ?
- Nothing. - Where you off to you?
You got a book bag, where you going?
- We're going to Auntie's. - No.
(Reggie sighs)
Go ahead.
Where you going?
We're going to Auntie
Michelle's house for awhile.
(tense ringing tones)
Yeah, Mommy want us to get away from you.
MJ, enough.
Is that so? (chuckle)
[MJ] Mom, I'm hungry.
Can we please eat before we leave?
MJ,
you go ahead and eat. - Okay.
We definitely gonna break bread together.
We gonna have (chuckle)
dinner like one big happy family.
Ain't nobody going nowhere tonight.
(tense music)
There you go, okay?
So after speaking with your wife,
I decided to take on the case.
You decided to take on the case?
I got a m*therf*cker in my house.
My wife sent me pictures
f*cking tormenting me.
I don't know who the hell to trust.
I need you to calm down.
I need to gather as
much information from you
as possible and take it one step at a time.
Your wife is doing everything
she can to get you out of here.
(anxious music)
What happens next?
Well, the first thing is to
try to get you a bond hearing.
Most likely this will go to trial.
The judge will decide whether
to let you out until then.
It's all a process, Marcus.
I know all about that process sh*t.
(tense rising tones)
I am trying to keep
your a*s out of prison.
15 years, Marcus, possibly more.
Now the prosecutor in this case
wants to strike a plea deal with you.
What does that mean?
[George] It means that you tell us
who the mastermind of this drug ring is,
we go to trial, you plead
guilty and you get less time.
- What about Squeeze? - Oh God.
Squeeze had 15 kilos of drugs in his bag.
You had cash.
All right.
I'll cop a plea.
But I ain't calling no names.
Where I come from, death before dishonor.
[Alex] All right, now tell me about
the business relationship
you had with Reggie.
(Rocky knocks)
[Rocky] Hello, Angela Jackson?
Yes, is everything okay?
Yeah, I'm Detective
Rocky Jenkins, Atlanta PD.
I was just stopping by
to ask a few questions.
May I come in?
Actually, I'm really... Hey, Ange.
-The lasagna's ready.
-And who are you, sir?
How you doing?
My name is Sam, I'm Angie's brother.
I've been staying here with
her and my nephew since, you know.
You know, you look
familiar, have we met before?
Familiar? Nah.
I mean, I hear that a lot.
Everybody says I look like
this Caribbean comedian guy
but that's not me, you know what I mean?
You got a warrant though?
No, but I have probable
cause to look around.
Probable cause? (chuckle)
You know better than that, man.
You can't come up here without a warrant.
Well, technically a warrant less search
is at the discretion of the homeowner.
(anxious music)
Send this man about his way, please.
I'm sorry.
Without a warrant, I
can't let you in the house.
You can't come in.
Fair enough.
Thank you for your time.
Yeah, the lasagna's
getting cold, come on.
All right, take care.
See you later, bro.
That's my girl.
[Angie] I'm not your girl,
Reggie, why don't you just go?
Nobody wants you here.
I like that, I'm a little attracted.
- Look. - I don't bite.
No, I have to go and pick
up Marcus Jr. from baseball.
Excuse me.
Squeeze Jr.
I'm just trying to treat
you like a real man.
(anxious violin music)
[Alex] The judge set the bond at 200,000.
What?
You would've thought he
k*lled somebody, that's crazy.
Where am I supposed to
get that kind of money from?
You only have to find
10% of the money and then
your husband will walk
free until this goes to trial.
To be honest, I don't got it, okay?
In between your fees that you have
and what's going on at
home, I'm strapped for cash.
We're just gonna take it
one step at a time, okay?
Just hang in there.
[Cellmate] Hey, what's
up homie, you good?
I'm good, man.
[Cellmate] Squeeze got you f*cked up.
No, can't nobody have me f*cked up.
[Cellmate] I don't know.
Squeeze is a dirty m*therf*cker.
I told that cat Trigga not
to get involved with him.
Who the f*ck is Trigga?
That's his main man,
sets up his deals, does all his dirty work.
And that warehouse, it
don't belong to Squeeze.
It belongs to the Colombians.
- Colombians? - Yeah.
Uncle Pablo used to run it back in the day.
His son Miguel took over.
Squeeze is his partner.
They got deals lined up
from Bankhead to Bogota.
[Prison Guard] That's time, let's go!
You know where they based at?
It's at this warehouse down in Bankhead.
It's called TGTC Enterprises.
[Prison Guard] Get there
in the morning, let's go!
That's what's up.
[Prison Guard] Split apart, let's go!
This entire situation
has been a complete nightmare for my family
and to make matters worse,
the bail money is simply out of my reach.
$20,000 is a lot of money.
Yeah, but I was hoping
that you could lend it to me.
Our family would be very grateful.
Unfortunately, that's
not gonna be an option.
Please, I'm begging you.
Marcus is such a dedicated employee here.
A dedicated employee that allegedly
was running a drug ring using
my company as a resource.
It's my fault that I didn't check
his background
information in the first place.
Stanley, you know Marcus.
He has worked day in and day out
to make sure this company is on top.
Angela, there comes a time
when relationships come to an end.
Unfortunately, your family no longer
has a relationship with
Silver Diamond Accounting.
(somber music)
Marcus was only good enough for you
when he made money for this company?
I wish you and your family all the best.
f*ck you.
(somber chanting) (crickets chirping)
(somber music)
(somber music continues)
(somber music continues)
(somber music continues)
(somber music continues)
Yo, (speaking Patois).
That boy can't play no, yo.
I hate this team, bro, I swear, bro.
Terrific opportunity. (Angie knocks)
Wow. - Come in.
[Announcer] He did bring it back around.
They crack it, so be it.
Right there going all the way to the rim.
[Reggie] Angie, what's up?
Hey.
Reggie, I know we got off
kind of on the wrong foot.
I need your help.
[Reggie] What you need?
I need some money.
How much money you need?
20,000.
[Reggie] 20,000?
Yeah.
You see, I gotta pay for MJ's school.
I got bills to pay
and ever since, you know,
the stuff with Marcus,
you're the only person I
thought that could help me.
You know, 20,000 is a
lot of money, you know?
What's in it for me?
'Cause inflation is a
m*therf*cker nowadays.
[Announcer] Lays it in!
Whatever you want.
Whatever I want? (ominous chanting)
You not up to nothing, are you?
'Cause you know I don't play games.
Squeeze don't like them games, you feel me?
Nah, nah, no games.
I gotta pay for school, MJ, you know?
I need this money.
(low, anxious drumbeat)
Come here. (anxious music)
You finally need me, huh?
That's why I was being so patient with you.
Let me show you what a real man do.
(water pattering) (somber music)
(door thuds) (Angie weeps)
(tense rising tones)
[Coach] Got it coming,
go, full control, full control!
Good job, MJ, all right.
Good job, MJ.
Where have you been the last few days?
You were supposed to be at my house.
- That's my motto. - She wants to see.
Dad each day.
[Michelle] What the hell happened to you?
I slept with Reggie.
(bat clanks)
You did what?
I had to.
You slept with his nasty a*s?
Marcus' bail is $20,000.
Reggie's the only person
that has that kind of money on hand.
Girl, we could have
pawned your damn car title.
Why would you sleep with him?
It's deeper than that, Michelle.
There are things about Marcus
that y'all don't know about.
Marcus, he used-(gasp) - Good job, MJ.
All right, boom. (bat clanks)
Don't judge me.
They froze all of our
accounts pending investigation.
Marcus' boss don't want
nothing to do with him.
My mama ain't got that kind
of money and neither do I.
This whole situation is
getting crazier by the minute.
You keep practicing, you
gonna be ready for the next game.
Yeah, that's what my dad said.
Marcus is almost done
with his private lesson.
I need you to watch him tonight.
I'm gonna bail Marcus
out and we're gonna get
that piece of sh*t out
of our house for good.
(ominous music)
(ominous music continues)
Oz.
[Oz] What's up, boss?
This is nine boxes, bro.
What you mean?
It's supposed to be 10, bro.
But I counted nine boxes at pickup, boss.
(hand slaps)
f*ck you mean, bro?
Ain't no way he gave you nine boxes.
It's supposed to be 10.
Ain't no way he gonna give
you f*cking nine boxes, bro.
Go find my sh*t, bro,
before me start light up in here, bro.
[Oz] All right, boss.
Make haste, bro.
(anxious music)
This is a joke.
10 boxes, it's right here.
(birds chirping)
I counted nine f*cking boxes, man.
I believe you.
Somebody took that sh*t
and it wasn't me, man, f*ck.
You know I ain't gonna front.
I'm sick and tired of that m*therf*cker.
He f*cking with my money
and sh*t, you feel me?
What the f*ck you talking
about, bro, what's going on?
What you mean what I mean, n*gga?
You can't read between the lines?
I took that sh*t.
Bro, is you crazy?
This n*gga trying to k*ll me, man.
f*ck him.
Bro, I don't know what y'all got going on
but I gotta clear my name. - Relax, n*gga.
I got this sh*t.
This sh*t ends tonight.
Bro, you're a crazy n*gga, bro.
This sh*t ends tonight.
(ominous music)
(ominous music continues)
(ominous music continues)
(ominous music continues)
(crickets chirping)
(crickets chirping continues)
Yo.
So you saying this
m*therf*cker got my sh*t?
Yeah, they about to pull up in a few.
You want me to go or you gonna go?
Yo, if you open that f*cking
door or roll down my window,
I'm gonna beat the f*ck outta you, bro.
Don't give me that excuse.
I saw them pictures with you and Squeeze
and now you come in here
talking about you was too busy?
Hold on, baby, you just got out.
We do not need to be fighting.
Besides, I do not know what
pictures you're talking about.
You've been MIA since
I've been up in there.
I don't know what the hell to believe.
You can believe me.
You know that man is always up to no good.
(ominous music)
That's them right there?
I think so.
(g*nsh*t booms) (tense music)
Bro, we're f*cking caught now, bro.
(horn honks)
Yo, (speaking Patois).
(tires screech)
(tense electronic music)
Yo.
Eliminate f*cking Rico.
This m*therf*cker just
tried to set me up, bro.
Make sure him dead.
Baby, we can't go home.
We need to go to a hotel or something.
Why the hell do I need to go to a hotel?
It's Reggie.
He's back and this time, he's not leaving.
Plus the money that I-
- What money?
What money, Angie?
Where'd you get the bail money from?
I bailed you out and
that's all that matters, right?
Will you f*cking stop bullshitting me?
It was Reggie, right?
That's where you got the money from.
That n*gga don't do nothing
without something in return.
You slept with him, didn't you?
(no audio)
Don't lie to me.
I didn't know what else to do.
Baby, I'm sorry.
Get the f*ck out my car.
- Baby, I can explain. - Get the f*ck out!
Just...
(crickets chirping)
[Marcus] Where's my son?
He's with Michelle.
Baby, please don't leave me here with him.
[Marcus] Shut the door.
I was just trying help the family out.
- Shut the g*dd*mn door. - I didn't know
what else to do. (door clacks)
Marcus!
(engine rumbles) Marcus, please.
(crickets chirping)
(anxious music)
(Angie weeps)
(lock clacks) - Baby's home.
(door creaks)
(Angie whimpers)
[Reggie] Angieburger, it's me.
Reggie, please just
leave me alone, please.
[Reggie] Angie, you gonna let me in?
Reggie if you don't
leave, I'm calling the cops.
Please just go.
(tense music)
(door rattles) No, please just go.
Please just go.
Please, please. (weeps)
(door rattles)
(tense music)
(crickets chirping)
Marcus, please, the
situation was serious.
No one else could help her.
I'm not buying anymore of this bullshit.
It's my fault, I should have never-
- [Michelle] Let the
rot in your damn house.
Will you just listen to me, please?
- Get out my way. - No.
Will you just listen to me, dammit?
Reggie has been manipulating you
and your family this entire time.
He could have k*lled you
all in that house but instead,
he decided to string
you all along like puppets
just to satisfy his
desire to get back at you
for whatever reason.
The guy was making a sh*t ton
of money behind bars and you,
you let him out just so he could
continue his rate of terror.
Now Calvin and I, we've been
keeping up on his a*s the entire time.
Are you finished?
No.
Angie has been fighting
like hell to get you out of jail
and he has been harassing
her nonstop since you left,
threatening her life.
Sure, what she did was shitty, okay?
But you,
you've done some
real shitty things in life.
(crickets chirping)
You don't know nothing about me.
Marcus, please don't do this.
(engine rumbles) Marcus.
(engine roars)
(soft somber piano music)
(gear cranks)
(soft somber piano music)
Your wife is in trouble, Marcus.
I'm scared he's gonna hurt her.
I don't have a safe place to take him.
Can you keep him for the night?
Come on, big boy.
Come on.
Okay.
Where are you going?
I have some unfinished business.
- Don't drop that sh*t. - Okay, boss.
If you do, it's coming
out of your paycheck.
(anxious music)
Who the f*ck are you?
(anxious music)
(anxious music continues)
(knife scrapes)
(anxious music)
(tense rising tones)
[Reggie] Well, you done played me best.
(Angie whimpers)
(tense drumbeat) - No, no.
No! (weeps)
This is the thanks I get, huh?
For my money,
for the love and the
protection I gave you and MJ.
You touch her again and I'll k*ll you.
(Reggie speaks in Patois)
n*gga, you bailed me out.
Thanks.
(tense drumbeat)
That's cool.
But you've been really holding back bro
'cause Angie got some good front.
(fist thuds)
- Baby, Marcus, no! - Go upstairs.
[Angie] I'm calling the police.
No, I'm gonna handle this!
(knife stabs)
[Angie] Baby!
(tense metallic drumbeat)
You f*cking backstabber, you.
Backstabber?
You stole my life from me, man.
(Angie whimpers)
(tense steady drumbeat)
That 20 years I did, I did it for you.
That was my honor.
What the f*ck did I get for that, huh?
Nothing.
You should tell the truth, man.
I know all about you and
Pablo and the Colombians.
You're f*cked just
like I f*cked your wife.
f*ck you, man.
Marcus, everybody
knew you was a p*ssy, bro.
From day one.
Even Pablo knew.
(tense music)
(Marcus groans)
(tense rising tones)
Hit him up for me, yeah? - f*ck yourself.
(glass shatters)
(Reggie groans)
(Reggie thuds)
(rhythmic vocalizing)
(Angie whimpers)
Baby, baby, baby.
Marcus, baby. (Marcus groans)
(steady tempo hip hop
music) (synthesized vocalizing)
Them that shout long life
Them that pray for a blessing
Good job last week.
Pop champagne, take flight
Still fear life's crossing
Mama kneel down, eyes red
Say my name like karma
So that we can go prosper
Watch you skip that six feet under
Everybody wanna go to heaven, hey
But nobody wanna drop it
Everybody want that mansion
But nobody wanna pay it
Everybody want comfort
But nobody want consequence
Everybody wanna go to heaven
But nobody wanna face that loss, oh no
You can run from your past
but you speed to the club
Spray cash like rinse
in your small bay above
You can tell me I'm fake,
but you cheat for the scale
You can fear the
graveyard, still dig your own
Everybody's gonna
die like that, hey, hey
Everybody wanna go to heaven
Everybody want that mansion, oh
But nobody wanna pay it
Everybody want comfort
But nobody want consequence
Everybody want comfort, whoa
But nobody wanna face that loss, oh no
If you've got you, why
you fear that journey, why
If you be true, why
your hands seem dirty
If you ready for your leap,
but you dodge that mirror
You can pray for all you
sins, but you love that scene
(rhythmic vocalizing)
Everybody wanna go to heaven
(rhythmic vocalizing)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
(synthesized vocalizing)
Hey, hey, hey, hey
(upbeat reggae music)
From Brooklyn to here
Something's gone awry
So much
Them say now I see but am I too cold
No links can go when the truth unfolds
From the block to the
home, now the past is cold
(singing in Patois)
We rise but the shadows still come
And them try to change
but the fire still feel the same
Love deep but the
streets still play the game
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