All language subtitles for Money.and.Violence.S01E12_English

- [ music playing ]
- ♪ Yeah, Brooklyn

- ♪ Them young boys
be whilin' ♪
- ♪ Whilin'

♪ All this money
and violence ♪

- ♪ Them young boys
be whilin' ♪
- ♪ Yeah

♪ All this money
and violence ♪

- ♪ Yeah
- ♪ See, I don't wanna
see you hurt ♪

♪ But pain brings you
a little closer ♪

♪ You said you ride to die,
you're supposed to be
like my soldier ♪

♪ Said you was lookin' out,
but I'm lookin' over
my shoulder ♪

♪ Holding hammers like grudges, the bitch ass around us,
they know us ♪

♪ Them young boys
be whilin', all this money
and violence ♪

- ♪ Yeah, them young boys
be whilin' ♪
- ♪ Whilin'

♪ All this money
and violence ♪

- ♪ Yeah, them young boys
be whilin' ♪
- ♪ Whilin'

♪ All this money
and violence ♪

♪ Them young boys
be whilin' ♪

♪ All this money
and violence. ♪

[ gunshot echoes ]

[ faint beeping ]

[ cell phone rings ]

- Yo.
- Black: Yo, Rafe.
What's good?

I need you
to get up with me, man.
I got something real nice.

Word?
Where you at?

- Come check me by the crib.
- All right. Say no more.

I'm on my way
to you now.

Shane:
Yo, let me get
an Arizona.

Man:
Arizona?

Yo, get the fuck
on the floor.

Get on the floor.
Get on the floor.

Stay there.

Don't you fuckin' move.

- Rafe: Yo.
- What's good?

Ain't shit, man.

After how you sounded
the last time we spoke,

I ain't expect to hear
from you so soon.

I ain't gonna front
like I wasn't tight
on the way things went down,

but that's the first time
things didn't work out.

- I gotta give you that much.
- What up, though?

A couple of things
just fell on my lap.

Yeah?
What's it looking like?

Two major locations.
You can't fuck this up, Rafe.

Since when you know me
for fuckin' up, Black?

- I'm just saying.
- Let it go, nigga.

How long you gonna hold
this shit over my head?

- All right, man.
- What's up with
the situation, though?

Peep this. I got this
shorty that I fucks with

that work at one of them
Pawn Rite spots.

You talking about
the pawn shop joint?

- Yeah.
- Okay, so what's up?

It can get got.

Man, that's a double-door
situation, my dude.

They don't let the worker
into the second door

until they buzz 'em
through the first.

That's what be
making them shit
so hard to get in.

How about if I
tell you the second door
buzzer's broken?

- What?
- Yeah, you heard me,
my nigga.

The second door
buzzer's broken.

So you telling me
that all we gotta do
is get through the first door?

- Yeah, and y'all in there.
- Yo, where's this spot at?

It's on Utica
and Clarendon,

but y'all
gotta move ASAP.

I'm talking about
hitting that shit,

like, tomorrow morning,
my nigga.

Yo, you know I don't
move that fast, Black.

Homework gotta be done.

Rafe, the locksmith
is coming any day now

to fix that door,
my nigga.

Yo, they ever
been robbed before?

Not that I know of.
I can't go and ask shorty,

'cause she don't even know
that I do this.

She just happened to tell me
about her work thing
and mention it.

As soon as those words
left her lips,

I throw to you,
my nigga.

Yo, it's best
if she don't know, man,

'cause if and when
this shit do go down,

police are definitely
gonna question her,

so it's best if she
don't know nothin'.

So are you gonna be able
to pull this off by tomorrow?

Yo, Black, it ain't
gonna be easy, man.

I would need to watch them
open at least once

- so I can know they protocol.
- Already know how they open.

It's the owner
and the worker.

Yeah, but I can't
go in from jump.

If I catch them from outside,
that's too risky.

Once we get inside,
they got to put in
security codes and shit.

Half an hour after they open,
the next worker comes.

Mm. Yeah, that's where
we can intercept,

but I'ma have to make sure
that I'm in there already,

or I'ma have to go in
with the worker.

You gonna have to
let me know what the worker
look like, though,

'cause I don't wanna make
the mistake of going in there
with a customer.

I can't keep going in and out.
That's gonna look mad suspect.

Okay. Are we good,
though?

Yeah, I'm about
to call Miz

and we gonna go take
a look at the spot, man,

and see if we can
execute by morning.

It's not gonna me easy,
but I'm on it, Black.

Don't let me down.
I got two more jobs
for you, too.

But we gotta knock this out
so we can move on to the next.

Say no more.
I'm on it.

I'm about
to hit Miz now.

[ doorbell chimes ]

- Miz: What's up?
- What's up?

What's that
you watching?

I think
it's "CSI."

- What's up?
- Nothing. How's your morning?

It's all right.
Where you been?

- Just chillin'.
- Mm, okay.

Well, I just woke up
not too long ago.

I'm tired, you know.
Had to work last night,

and today I gotta
pull a double, so...

I didn't know the club
opened during the day.

Yes, it's open
during the day.

You'd be surprised how many
daytime customers we get.

I guess it's never
too early for a drink

for some, huh?

Yeah, I guess.

Yo, can I ask
you something?

Yeah, what's up?

So there's been
this guy that's been
hanging around the bar,

and, you know,
he wanna take me out.

Okay.

If you don't want me to go,
I won't go.

Yo, I'm not your keeper,
Madison.

I told you from the jump,
I don't want no relationship,

so I can't tell you
who to date.

But what I can
tell you is

be conscious
of what you say and
who you say it to.

'Cause dudes be picking
female brains.

And don't ever mention me
to anybody that you speak to.

So it's fine
for another dude
just to take me out?

- You don't care?
- Do your thing.

So you don't care?

Yo, what does
whether I care or not
have to do with this?

- It has
everything to do with it.
- Yo, I don't understand,

'cause you ask me
if I'm fine with letting
you go out with dude,

but if you
ain't want to do it,

you wouldn't even
entertain the idea.
You wouldn't even ask me.

Maybe because I care,
and I wanna feel like

you give a fuck about me.
How 'bout that?

Yo, I'm not doing
this back-and-forth
shit with you.

You know I'm not the one
for the unnecessary BS.

Yo, let me know
if you're trying to
get into an argument

so I can bounce
right now.

Look, I'm--
I'm not trying
to argue, all right?

Just... anyway.
What's going on with you?

Nothin'.
Just chillin'.

That's always
your answer, Miz.

You never tell me anything
about what's going on with you.

Yo, what is there
for me to tell you?

What do you want me
to tell you?

Something. Anything.

You want me
to make shit up?

Ain't nothing going on.
I'm just chillin'.

You know I worry
about you, Miz.

Chill, shorty.
Everything cool.

What you need to be
worryin' about anyway?

You, Miz.
The way you live.

You know, you don't
tell me nothin',

but the streets talk.
I hear shit.

Stop listening
to everything you hear.

I may not say anything,
but I'm not stupid, Miz.

You don't carry a gun
with you 24/7 for no reason.

Come on, Maddie,
I'm good. Chill.
Come here.

[ cell phone rings ]

- Yo, what up?
- Yo, I need to get up
with you.

- Where you at?
- I'm in the sty right now.

We need
to get together ASAP.

- What's up?
- I got some food
for us to eat, man,

but it's fourth quarter,
10 seconds on the clock.

So we gotta
move fast, then.

- Exactly.
- Where you at?

Meet me on Utica and Church,
and I'll put you on.

I'm coming to meet you
right now.

Yo, no, no, no.
Where you going?

- Yo, I gotta go.
- You just got here, Miz.

Yeah, I know that,
but I got things to do
right now.

Come on.
This is what I'm
talking about.

Yo, I'ma
hit you up later.

- So What's up?
- Yo, I just got up with
the nigga Black, man.

He talkin' about
he got something for us.

What is it?
The pawn shop?

My nigga, that's
a double-door situation.

Makes it harder
to get in there.

I'm already way ahead
of you, my nigga.

He talkin' about
the second door up in that
motherfucker is broken.

- Nigga, what?
We in there.
- Yep.

Shit, nigga.
That's gonna be like
taking candy from a baby.

A rich baby
at that, man.

But the only thing is,
we got to move ASAP.

'Cause Black talkin' about
he don't know how soon

they gonna get
that second door fixed.

- What's ASAP?
- I'm talking, like, by,
like, the AM, my nigga.

Shit. Did you check out
the surveillance situation?

Nah, not yet, man.
I was waiting till you came,

you know what I mean?
So we can go peep
that shit now.

- So let's go.
- All right.

Man, that shit
is sweet.

Yo, all depending on
if what this nigga Black
is saying is true,

this shit should be
a simple one-two-three.

All the surveillance
is overhead,

so we don't even
need no masks.

Snap-backs should be fine.
We just can't look up.

Yo, what you thinkin'?
You think we gonna need
some more heads?

All depending, man.

It depend how many customers
they got in there

and who walks in,
but we might.

Yo, I'ma holler
at this nigga Kane, man.

This shit look like
it's gonna be easy.

Here you go again
with this nigga.
I'ma hit up Shane, man.

Damn, son.
One camera...

[ cell phone rings ]

Damn, son.

[ rings ]

Damn, what the fuck
am I gonna tell him?

What I'ma tell him?
What I'ma tell him?

Gotta get this bread.

I'm not answering his call.
Fuck!

[ sighs ]
Damn.

Shit.
He ain't pick up.

Yo, listen, man,
hit that nigga up.

Let that nigga know
what's going on.

- Tomorrow morning, we move.
- I got you.

- All right.
- Hit me.

All right.

- [ cell phone rings ]
- Shane: Can't answer
this shit.

I can't answer.
I can't answer.

Fuck! Fuck. Fuck.
I gotta get this bread.

Gotta get this bread.
I gotta get this bread.

Yo, so what's up
with this nigga Shane, man?

- Where he at?
- I been calling
this nigga all night.

He ain't
got back to me.

Fuck it.
Everything happens
for a reason.

'Cause I thought about it
late last night, man.

We can
just do this shit
on our own, yo.

All right.

Only thing left to do now
is wait for shorty to come.

All right,
we just kill time here.

Say no more.

- Yo, that's homie right there.
- Miz: Shit. Let's go.

Play the back.

[ coughs ]

[ alarm beeps ]

Nobody fuckin' move.
Where the fuck is the bathroom?

Where's the bathroom?
Get in the bathroom.

Get in the fuckin' bathroom.

Where y'all phones?
Give me y'all phones.

Give me y'all phones.
Give me your fuckin' phone.

Where your phone at?
You ain't got no phone?

Get in the bathroom.

[ clattering ]

This is bullshit, nigga.

What you gonna get
for this shit?

Relax, man.

Yo, get on
the fuckin' floor.

- Fuck, man.
- Shit.

Aw,
come on, man.

[ cash register
rings ]

[ whispering ]

[ till rings ]

Yo, we out.

Rafe ain't here
to save you now,
"Sugar Kane."

What do you want,
Mister?

Who the fuck you think
you talking to?

Why you can't
just leave me alone, yo?

Oh, you trying to grow
some balls, bitch?

The fuck you got
for me today?

Yo, I ain't
got nothin' for you.

What?
You don't respect
your jaw.

Your jaw's screaming
to your brain

to shut the fuck up.

I'ma wire your shit.

What the fuck
you got for me today?

I told you you was
gonna pay double.

[ cans clattering ]

Motherfucker,
you trying to get brave?

Yo, chill, Mister.
You got it.

Nah, you don't tell me
when I got it or not.

The fuck you got for me?

Yo, chill. Chill, man.

Come on, man.

Ha ha! Again!

This is my 40
right here.

Get the fuck up.
Fuck up.

Yo, just
leave me alone, man.

Go get my 40 from the store,
little motherfucker.

- What?
- Nah, fuck that.

- You gonna take me
to the store.
- How?

On your back,
motherfucker!

Yo, that's 160 grand,
my nigga.

I ain't gonna front,
though, man.

We played that shit
mad close.

I know, my nigga.
The cops were right outside.

Yeah, man, that shit
coulda went either way.

That shit make a nigga
think sometimes.

All it had me thinking about
it would have been
a bang out.

Yeah, win, lose,
or draw,

that shit
definitely would have
been a bang out, man.

But ain't no time to think
about what didn't occur.

But, yo, when I kicked it
with this nigga Black, though,

he told me it was
two major situations.

- What's the other one?
- Man, that nigga ain't even
wanna say much, man.

He was still tight
about that other jux

that Shane and Kane
fucked up on.

He's still
stuck on that shit?

Yeah, man,
but this shit right here

should definitely
make this shit right.

160 grand-- split
that shit three ways?

Yeah, that's
over 53 Gs each.

Yo, my nigga,
you should go half
on a bird with me.

It's going for 40
right now.

All you got to do
is put up a dub.

Man, I'm good, Miz.
I rob, my nigga.

So until the day
that I can't rob no more

or shit
get too hot...

I hear you, my nigga.
Just in case you change
your mind.

I doubt it.

- [ knock on door ]
- Miz: All right.

I'm about to use
the bathroom.

Yo, do me a solid.
Grab the door for me.

I got you.

What's good?

Yo, you ain't gonna
believe what happened.

- What the fuck?
- Yo, you missed a mil, nigga.

I tried to contact you
last night, but you ain't
hit me back,

so I just decided
to move forward without you.

Fuck, yo.
And I seen the
missed call too, man.

- Just so much
shit happening.
- What happened?

Yo, this nigga Mister, Rafe.
But, yo, how much is that?

Yo, let me see
what this nigga want.

I'll be right back.

All right, man.

Yo, what up?

Yo, my nigga, you sure
it's a good idea

to let this nigga
see all this paper?

- Kane good, my nigga.
- Yo, my nigga,

I'm used to us
keeping shit like
this between us.

I don't know what the fuck
is going on over there.

Yeah, but him and Shane
were supposed to come with us
on this lick.

If they woulda came,
he'd have seen all of that.

I hear you.

Yo, he good, my nigga.
Come on.

All right.

Yo, you already
know what it is.

It's your boy, Kane,
AKA "Bread Man,"

and I'm sitting on top
of racks on top of racks.

Ladies, holler at me,
and I ain't talkin'
Chipotle.

- I'm talkin'--
- Yo, you see this shit?!

Yo, Kane, what the fuck
are you doing?

Yo, this like,
a hundred likes
on Instagram, baby.

Give me this shit, man.

You see what the fuck
I'm talking about, right?

Yo, son,
what are you doing?

- I was just--
- You see this shit?

- Yo, chill, Miz.
- My nigga, you on your own.

I'm out.
I'll collect
my ends tomorrow.

Yo, Kane,
what the fuck is this?

Fuckin' Instagram?

I was just doing it
for the 'Gram. My fault.

Yo, this ain't
no fuckin' movie, man.

I got it.

[ sighs ]

- Yo.
- Yo, what up, my nigga?

Ain't shit. I'm out here
trying to get this paper.

Well, you know
it's out here.

Especially
with that fire shit
Miz be giving you.

- That's not what
I'm talking about.
- What you mean?

My nigga, like spots,
or anybody holding?

Hold up.
Let me get this straight.

You went from
being a drug dealer

to a motherfuckin'
stick-up kid?

- My nigga, everybody robs.
- Oh, excuse me, Billy the Kid.

But, nah,
I ain't got the drop
on nobody, man.

I'm out here trying
to make a dollar

out of 15 cent.
I don't take money.

I'm too skinny to rob,
my nigga.

[ rings ]

Yo, you ducking niggas
and shit, Shane?

- Answer your phone.
- Nah, man.

That's some chick
that's stalking me.

I'm about
to put that bitch
on the block list.

Damn, Shane.
You got it like that?

These bitches
be on you, my nigga.
You the man.

Whatever, my nigga.

Yo, you seeing this nigga,
uh, Leon recently?

Nah, I ain't
see that nigga,

but when I do see him,
I got something for his ass.

Word.
We can't have this nigga
running around

talking about you pussy.
That shit getting me tight.

You better do something
about that shit. Word.

[ gun pops ]

Fuck!

[ laughing ]

Yo, Leon. Yo, Leon.
Hold up.

Yo, Leon.
Yo, wait, my nigga.

What the fuck is wrong
with your man?

What's wrong with my man?
I don't know, my nigga,

but that nigga
tried to split
your fucking wig, B.

Gonna have to settle
this shit, Tai.

Over a fucking zip
of kush?!

Me settle it?
Nigga, ain't you
from Brownsville?

- Yeah, so what?
- "Brownsville,
never ran, never will"?

Clearly you just ran,
my nigga.

All right.
That's how he giving it up?
That's how he playing?

I got his ass.
Got his ass good.

Yeah, you better
do something, my nigga,

'cause that nigga
trying to clip you, B.

You better
handle yours.

Yeah, man.
Deniro, what it is, man?

Yo, already boy
on that grind, man.

Just-- just out here.

Phone's jumping off
like crazy.

I already know.
You know you, man.

Your parties be lifting,
from what I'm hearing.

Y'all gotta
come out for me, man.

Monday--
this Monday, the 27th.

October 27th.
Club Zamba Rio.

It's right there
on Atlantic and Miller.

And I got some nice girls
in there too.

You know y'all VIP.
I ain't gonna have you stand
on the line or none of that.

[ siren wailing ]

That's that
fuckin' fire truck.

[ siren wails ]

Fire!
Yo, you know what?

I'ma shoot over here
to the barber shop.

You about to go get
a cut or some shit?

Maggz, gotta
stay fresh, boy.

I dig, I dig, I dig.
Say no more.

- You know you, man.
- Little spot right here.

My man, he get busy.
So I'ma pull up over here.

If you want me
to drop you, I'll drop you,
or you can take the ride.

I'ma take
the ride with you.
We go strong.

All right, let's do it.
There go the shop right here.

See if my nigga inside.

- Shit, son!
- Yo, what's up, son?

Shit ain't 'bout shit,
my nigga.

- Listen, you gonna
get your cut?
- Deniro: Yeah.

- Right now?
- Yeah.

All right?
Go get your cut.
Park up, my nigga.

My son ain't got
nobody in the chair.

I'ma be in and out, man.
You good, though, right?

I'm right here.
I got to make a few phone calls.

Know what I'm saying?
That's it, just--

go get your cut, my nigga.
Deniro, don't take long,
my nigga.

Maggz, I'm in and out.
My nigga does--
he doesn't have anybody.

- All right, cool, cool, cool.
- Just relax. I got you.

All right, son.

Yeah, just park
right here, my nigga.
I'm right here. Feel me?

Freshen up,
get me a cut, man.

After this we gonna
get a drink, boy.

- Maggz: You all right?
- Yep, just hit my jacket.

Just don't take long, nigga.
I gotta make my phone calls,
nigga.

Fuck all that.
Shit is fuckin' crazy, son.

I can't believe
I seen these niggas, son.
[ sighs ]

Mami, can I get
a eggroll?

- [ woman speaking ]
- All right. Thank you.

[ cell phone rings ]

- Hello?
- Yo, my nigga.

I found these niggas,
my nigga.

- Who?
- Them dread niggas.

- My nigga, where at?
- This barbershop, man,

I followed my homie to,
my nigga.

I'm ready to jump out
and get with some niggas
right now, my nigga.

Nah, nah, nah.
We gotta do this
the right way.

You sure? Pshh...
All right, Miz. All right.

All right.
I'm posted, though, my nigga.

I'm waiting for this nigga
to come out the shop right now.

Nah, chill, my nigga.
We gonna dust these niggas.

All right. All right.

Boy.
All right, cool.

Let's fuckin'
ride, boy.

- Ain't take long.
- Yo.

- That dread nigga
over there.
- What about him?

Them niggas
always be over there?

That nigga look familiar, son.
Like one of my homies.

Yeah, he get around.
He be out all the time.

I think they
own the spot too.

You talking about the one
with the black hoodie on?

I mean, all them niggas
look familiar, though.

Yeah, he be
out here all
the time.

- Word?
- Niggas own the little
spot right there.

Look like
one of my homies
from the sides.

Swear he look like one
of my homies from the sides,
my nigga.

- Damn, son.
- All right.

[ music playing ]

♪ I get one
for just coming,
two to do a show ♪

♪ Can't wait
for me to come on
'cause I does this, yo ♪

♪ I get one
for me to come in,
two to do a show ♪

♪ Can't wait
for me to come on
'cause I run this show ♪

♪ New York
is in the building ♪

♪ That's what's up,
get up ♪

♪ Roll over niggas
like monster trucks ♪