All language subtitles for BMF.S03E08.WEB

You can't get mad if I move on
by the time you get back.

In fact,
I hear Glock pays well.

You out my circle of trust.

Fuck the MK up!

Yo, man, what the fuck
y'all want?

Come here.

Fuck you, nigga.

Oh, what, that's too tight?

Well, maybe I'll loosen them
if you tell me

what went down at Techwood.

Stick with me, please.

I love you too.

Never seen anyone
like you before--

sexy, mature.

This is Vince.

He used to do security
for Boom,

and now he patrols
in the Eastern Division.

And Vince, this is Tee.

But I got some good news.

We flipped several
of Henri's clientele.

Hey, who pimped out your ride?

Uh, they call him Francois.

He in Miami.

I bet Claude going through

his terrible twos
right now, as we speak.

So what's the timing?

And how is this pure weight
gonna resurrect my crew?

Everyone gonna eat.

We gonna be partners
forever, man,

not competitors.

Mm-mm,
all up on that MK nigga.

Man, she been on his dick
since you left for the Lou.

Yeah, she just hustlin'
and gettin' her money

like everybody else.

Yeah, Glock getting
his slice, a'ight.

Hey, introduce me
to the new homies

you was telling me about.

A'ight, check it out.

This right here is Bingo,

and we got Big Foley
and C-Note.

All three of 'em built
Ford tough.

Okay, that's what's up.

That's what's up.

I'm gonna show y'all
how we rein in

this new clientele and honeys.

You see, the plug,
he don't really like

small bills, like ones
and fives and tens and shit,

because it's too bulky
to transport.

So I figured,
why not have some fun

and give back to the community?

Yo, is this nigga serious?

BMF in this bitch,
and we here to stay.

Hell yeah. Hell yeah.

None of this here.
This here--no, no, no. No.

That's right.
Get the fuck on, Glock.

If you don't know BMF,
you don't know shit!

I'll make you forget
that she ever existed.

Hey, your plan worked.

Word on the street is
Henri owed the Chaldeans

some serious bread.

And they lookin' for her.

The Chaldeans?

Yeah.

Really?

She killed Peaches.

That's why
she was so interested

in her ass in the first place.

She wanted to take her out
to snake her plug.

And that's why her shit
got better after she died.

Murkin' bitch.

Look, I know we said

we was gonna let her plug
deal with her,

but her having a local supplier
changes things.

So we're gonna just
wait and see

if she does come up
with the money?

No--no, no, no, no, no.

Hell no.

I got a different way
to deal with it.

So now that you done got
that siddity-bitch, Angel,

up out your system,
it's me and you?

With a name like Lucky,

you might be good
to have around.

But I don't got time
for no girl right now.

Ugh.

Oh, I get it.

You married to the game.

I'ma see you
back out there, though.

- All right, now.
- Thank you for coming.

- Uh-huh.
- Thank you, good brother.

-Have a good night.
-Yes, sir.

Mm-hmm.

Ooh. Man--

Yo, what the fuck
are you doing?

We're closed.

I was just coming by to see

what your little business
was all about.

Hmm.

From the looks of it, not much.

Like I said, we're closed.

You know, Markisha's
a high-class woman.

Very high-class.

You don't have what it takes

to keep up with
a woman like her.

And I can't,
for the life of me,

understand why
she would babysit someone

who looks like
their mama just stopped

breastfeeding him yesterday.

Well, let me inform you,
Officer Vince.

Some of us graduate to um,
let's say,

bigger and better titties
early.

Because we know more so
about answering questions

rather than asking them.

That's funny.

That is funny.

But you know who else
is interested

in asking questions?

The IRS.

Be a damn shame
if they found out

you were selling
more than hot plates

out this raggedy
motherfucker, huh?

My business is legit,
and so am I.

Hmm.

Was that the motherfucker
you was telling me about?

Yeah.

Look, I need you
to find out everything you can

on this Curtis Mayfield
motherfucker.

We gotta make sure
our books are straight,

especially with all this
extra work we whippin'.

Are you sure
he would hit you like that?

I don't know.

This- this guy is desperate
for Markisha.

Hey, Meech.

Landmark Diner, bruh.

I'm right behind you.
Come on.

A'ight. A'ight.
Well, hold up, hold up.

Oh, shit.

- Oh!
- Uh-huh.

What's up,
little homie?

- Yeah.
- Uh-uh.

- Stay right there.
- Yeah. Yeah.

- No, no, no, no.
- Oh, no, you don't.

What? Damn.

Man, I ain't do shit,
and I ain't got shit.

Y'all just fuckin' with me
because I live in Techwood.

Yeah. That's what they all say.

Yeah, that old
residential profiling claim.

-Oh!
-Dang.

-What's up, Kang?
-Jackpot.

Ah.

Looks like you about
to get a change of address.

Get down, man.

My first night in prison,

I slept like a baby.

I always knew
if death didn't come for us,

the cops would.

It was only a matter
of when and which one.

Man, I tell you,
between the sweeps down here,

drug raids in the Lou,
and all the heat in the D,

shit gettin' crazy out here.

You know, one time always
been a problem though.

This shit ain't nothin' new.

Maybe not now,
but it's different.

They trying to make
drug crimes federal.

Man, they're trying
to give niggas

the death penalty and shit.

Goddamn.

I mean, locking niggas up
ain't good enough no more?

I'm telling you, Duff,
if we don't protect

the work and the homies,
I guarantee we next.

Shit, I feel that.

So what you trying to do,
Meech?

We need a new mechanic, ASAP.

We need somebody
who gonna elevate our shit

so we can move around better.

All right, I'ma ask around.

But we still need eyes
on the motherfuckers

Glock and Remi.

Man, fuck them.

Look, I got a meeting
with Claude later on,

so we can put this shit to bed
once and for all.

Bet.

When I had my son,
I was 17 years old,

begging God to take
that baby away from me.

He was living proof
that I had laid down

with someone who was not
my husband,

nor would he ever be.

I was ostracised
at home and the church

and faced the sneers of people
who once claimed to admire me.

And in typical God fashion,

He didn't do
what I wanted Him to do.

No, He didn't.

He did what was in
His divine design,

a design that we are not here
to question.

Mm.

- Amen?
- Amen.

Amen.

What I thought was

my biggest mistake

turned out to be
the missing ingredient

that prepared me
for where I sit today.

- Yes, ma'am.
- Amen.

To God be the glory.

Amen.

Mayor
Maynard Jackson has announced

that he will not be
seeking re-election

to a fourth term,
facing criticism

for moving slow on
neighborhood and downtown

development plans
ahead of the 1996

Summer Olympics
coming to Atlanta.

About time you showed up.

Me? Nigga, left me hanging

like drawers swinging
from a fucking clothesline.

Yeah, well, I'm here now,
so what's the word?

Look, I got people looking
for better weight,

who are willing to go
around Remi to work with you.

But the big cats we need,
like this nigga named Sharp,

gonna be a little
harder to convince.

Shit, as far as I could tell,
he's down to help Remi

take back Techwood
from the MKs.

You still the top
of his hit list too.

Yeah, but hittin' the MKs,
it ain't gonna do shit,

but 'cause the Red Dogs
to bite back.

Now, look, the Olympics is
taking place in Atlanta,

which means more eyes
are on us.

Right. That's why I'm trying
to propose a sit-down with you

and some of the ATL peeps.

Man, once they hear
your vision for a partnership

and taste your product,
we got a better chance

of moving Remi and Glock out.

Sell 'em
like you sold me, nigga.

It's your job
to get Remi's ass out

and others on board first.

Now look, check this out.

We gonna meet
at a neutral spot.

No guns. Plenty of witnesses.

Now, you say y'all care
about Atlanta.

We gonna see how much
y'all care about it.

Name the time and place.

Platinum Palace,
tomorrow night.

And if anybody leaves
with a fucking toe tag,

deal is off.

Bet.

We'll be there.

I'm sorry, son.

I'm so sorry.

Bryant, open up.

Look, ignoring my calls
is one thing.

But I see your car.

I know you're here.

Bryant!

Shit's fucked up.

I know.

I fucking know.

My boy is dead 'cause of
those fuckin' dope dealers--

Meech, Terry, Henri.

Look, this pity party
you're throwing,

it's not gonna bring
Kevin and Cobie back.

But taking Henri and BMF down

will at least give us
some peace.

Now, come on.

Get into the shower
and clean yourself up.

We got some work to do.

Come on.

And that guy?

Tyson, Henri's right hand
and cousin.

You got history
with this guy too?

I checked with the guard
at the juvie facility,

and the visitor's log showed
that Tyson signed in

right before
Kevin got his protection,

and again
right before he lost it.

I wouldn't be surprised
if he was there with Henri

when they shot up your place.

Well, then let's make this
a family affair

and bury both of them,

for Kevin and Cobie.

You liked her, huh?

It was nice having
a sister again.

I had a partner
I kinda liked too.

Too bad you fucked that up.

Okay, now let's follow him
and see where he--

Or let's divide and conquer.

You tail Tyson while
I work Henri undercover.

Wait, wait, wait,
I already told you,

you can't go undercover
without backup.

Fine.

Just don't make me
notify your father

that he's lost
his last daughter.

I can't--

neither of us could take it.

Tee, you know

I don't work on that side
of the business.

Look, man, I--
I know, but it's just--

look, you're the only person
connected to anyone who does.

All I can do is ask.

But I can't promise you.

Hey, Sam, this guy wants
to cash in this scratch-off,

but the machine said
it's a fake.

Then rip it up
and send him away.

My bad, bro.

I'll let you know
what they say.

All right.

Hey, yo,
if that scratch-off was real,

what was gonna happen?

I would've had to pay
the broke motherfucker.

Tonight is further proof that

I made the right choice

for the assistant pastor
position.

Have you given it
any more thought?

Okay, I'm still waiting
to hear from the Lord.

Mm-hmm. Well, I hope...

...that he gives you an answer
really, really soon.

Yes, ma'am.

-All right, I'ma see you.
-All right.

-All right.
-God bless you.

-Have a good night.
-Bless you too, love.

Thank you.

Ooh.

Ooh, I saw you get touched by
Pastor Flemming's testimony.

Yes, I really did.

Got me thinkin' about who I was
before I became a mama,

what I used to dream of.

Made me realize I gotta prepare
for a future without Terry.

You know what?

As much as I pray
for y'all to be together,

I think it's wise for you
to, you know, have a plan

for yourself and these babies.

Yeah. You know, Terry always

gonna be the father of my kids.

But it's very clear
he don't want to be

my man no more, Miss Lucille.

But I've been thinkin' I want
to go to cosmetology school...

Ooh.

...and be a hairstylist
like I always wanted.

You know, no matter how bad
of a day I'm having,

when I get up out that chair,
I get this boost of confidence.

Yes.

I want to give that
to other women,

like Pastor Flemming
gave to me tonight.

Oh, my goodness,
that is just wonderful.

I'm so proud of you.

Ooh, I love you so much.

I love you too.

Mm, mm, mm.

Ooh.

Hey.

Hey, good to see you.

You too, baby.

Ooh, there she go,
there she go.

- Oh, Lucille?
- Yeah.

You're not gonna believe this,

but someone at the church
recommended me to play

for the Campbell Brothers.

Get out of here.

Oh, my goodness, I love them.

You know, they--they are
putting rock, gospel,

and soul music on the map.

Uh, will you come
if you can make it?

Can I bring Maurice?

Well, I guess
I've been fighting for you

in all the wrong ways.

I forgot what it means
to be the best man for me,

this family, and for you.

Listen,
I'll be the judge of that.

Yo, I still can't

believe you lied
to your parents.

Um, excuse you.
I didn't lie.

I told them we were studying.

-That's what we did.
-Yeah.

I've been waiting
to give this to you.

Hold this.

When the cops pull you over
on a busy street,

they gonna come to
the passenger side to be safe.

So this spot right here...

almost always overlooked.

Okay.

But let me ask you this.

How many other people
are using this spot?

Not enough to be worried about.

Cats way out here
in Lawrenceville

ain't as sharp as you.

Well, I'm telling you,

if this puts a muzzle
on the dogs,

there's a lot more
where this came from.

Sho' nuff.

Appreciate the business.

Appreciate you.

The stash spot tight,

but we could still
pack it like sardines.

Yeah, let's just hope the pigs

don't get a whiff of the fish.

- We good.
- Yeah.

Have one of the homies
test drive it.

Gotcha.

Look, I think hitting raw
is so much better.

But we need these to be safe.

Nah, me and my girl are
taking things slow.

...even know how to use those.

-I know what I'm doing.
-Oh, yeah.

You do, huh? Big hitter.

Okay.

Because they're good.

Oh, hell no.

But they're so good.

But that's the best part
about it.

Why would you even--
why would you even get those?

- Look, look--
- Yo.

- What?
- Get out the car.

What the fuck, Terry?

Yeah, what the fuck is
a really good question.

Calm down.
We were just studying.

-You were just studying?
-Yeah.

You were studying?

What is this?
You were just studying?

You were just studying?

-What's wrong with you?
-Let's go.

-No.
-Let's--let's go.

I'm not going with you.

Terry, let me go.
I'm not going with you.

Bruh, chill.

Stop.

Boy, I will beat
the fuck out of you

till you start pissing
in a whole new direction.

Tee, you embarrassing me.

Shut up.

Get your ass in the car
before I tell Mama.

I thought snitching was
frowned upon

in your line of work.

Give me this shit.

I ought to whup your ass.

How we supposed to get home?

Nikki, get to steppin'.

He's so damn weird, bro.

Let's go!

Yo, you don't hear me?

Get your ass in the car.

Come on, man.

What's the catch?

No catch.

Meech is the only out-of-towner

willin' to work with us,
not against us.

We can finally get our hands
on that pure shit.

What Remi think about all this?

Man, look, I hate going
behind Remi like this.

But he's still stuck
in the past.

The Red Dogs are the real
enemy, and Meech sees that.

Yeah, I mean, one of my boys
just got popped

by them pigs pickin' up work.

Man, they raided
our hood last week.

But them MK motherfuckers
think they untouchable.

Look, nigga,
without Meech's product,

we ain't running shit
but our mouth.

And once we get on,
we can get up enough dough

to get a real gun connect
and stand on what's ours.

You feel me?

So Meech want to meet tonight
at Platinum.

Are y'all down?

Fuck Meech.

Fuck.

I raised you
like you my brother,

taught your ass like
you were my goddamn son,

and this the thanks I get.

You even dressed like
that pussy-ass nigga.

Oh!

Shit.

This our city.

We run this motherfucker.

So fuck that nigga Meech.

And fuck the MK too,
while we at it.

We hittin' Techwood right now,

and I only want real
Atlanta niggas backin' me up.

Just 'cause you can't afford
nice shit don't mean

you gotta fuck up mines.

Hey, shut the fuck up, boy.

I know there's something
in this damn car,

and I'm gonna find it.

Chip Mims.

Came back clean.

No priors, no warrants,
surprisingly.

That's what I've been trying
to tell Officer Winslow here.

I'm clean.

Y'all just want to harass
another innocent Black man.

Oh, this ain't
The Montel Williams Show.

Shut the fuck up.

What you got?

Oh.

Yes, sir, not one but two!

What's your street name? Bingo?

Huh?

Another innocent
Black man, huh?

I can't stand niggas like you.

Instead of working hard
for your nice shit,

you niggas take shortcuts
and side roads

that lead to nowhere.

Then you got the audacity
to get mad at people like us,

huh, for doing our job?

Hey, hold up, hold up.

You ain't feel this shit?
Hold on. Hold on.

It's not right.

It's not right.

Sh--hold that.

Get him up.

Fuckin' baking soda?

- Huh?
- Shit.

Take them cuffs
off his ass, man.

Fuck.

Hey, hey.

Hey, y'all.

We gotta go to Techwood now.

We'll handle your ass
later, boy.

The Chaldeans keep calling.

I told them they'll get
their fuckin' money,

but those chicken-shit-ass
motherfuckers,

they just scared to play ball.

That's all that shit is about.

That should set you straight
on the debt you owe.

This stays between us, Henri.

If your old man finds out
I was here--

He won't.

Why are you doing this?

I never liked the way
my brother treats you,

his own flesh and blood.

You know,
with all you've been through,

you deserve better.

Thanks, Unc.

Hey, um, I'm gonna go
take care of this, okay?

I'll be right back.

My Pops really abandoned me
when I needed him most.

I'm sorry, but fuck him.

Okay?

'Cause me and Tuan,
we always wanted you.

And that's the reason why
we decided to run with you

and not him.

You always know
the right thing to say, cuz.

I'm gonna take care of this,
all right?

Yeah, this cut got me
looking right.

Funky fresh.

Isn't that how
y'all kids say it?

Yeah, Pops, in the '80s.

Boy, you know
what I was talking about.

Man, I hope your mama
can make it out.

Yeah, me too.

Ain't too many families in
the hood that stick together.

That's one of the things
that always made me proud

about you and Ma.

No matter what, you always
shared the same roof

and the same last name.

Yeah, I'm doing my best
to keep it that way.

But that damn doctor
that delivered Alexis

is getting in the way.

Shit, he probably got a house
with a two-car garage

and a chandelier hanging
from the ceiling.

Pops, you know
money don't buy love.

Yeah, but it helps.

And this gig ain't paying
all that much.

You got any extra work
at the restaurant?

I want to--I want to show
your mom a good time.

Uh, yeah.

Yeah. Um, I could--

I'll give you
a cash advance now.

Come--ah, come on, man.

Look, just--just do whatever
you can to make Ma happy.

You know I'm only doing this
to keep the family together.

Me too.

Ah, that's Meech.

Yo.

What up, Tee?

Yeah, that restaurant,
I tried it.

Turned out to be some shit.

Gave me food poisoning.

I guess that new
Southern cuisine

ain't all it's
cracked up to be, is it?

Well, look, uh,
my--my caterers,

they cooking up a new dish.

Man, it's the same food
everywhere we go,

the same shit to eat,
nothing different.

I want to try a new restaurant,
like the one

that boxer put us on, you know,
that Chef Francois from Miami.

Yo, that shit was fire.

You think he'll introduce us?

Man, fuck that.

He gonna have to tell us
something.

We need a top notch caterer
for our next party.

Well, good luck,
'cause, we eatin' over here.

Yeah, but for how long?

Exactly.

Let's go!

Everybody on the floor, now!

Move!

I can't wait for them
to tear this hellhole down.

Another fuckin' shoot-out? Huh?

Nigga, you gonna wish you died
with the rest of your homeboys

when I get done with you, boy.

Stay still!

There it is.

Let's go! Move! Come on!

There's no drugs here.

This is our home.
We're good people.

Sir, just let us do our jobs,
and we'll be out in no time.

You all should be
ashamed of yourselves.

Your job is to run every
drug dealer out of Georgia,

not terrorise my family.

Where were y'all
when they shot up my son?

I'm sorry for your loss.

All right, Hardy.

Let's move on.

Winner, winner, chicken dinner.

Thank you.

Hey, look, uh, my--
my pops is about to make

some repairs to the shop.

And--and I'm gonna inflate
the cost of that

so it'll look better
on the books.

Your pops is not
gonna like that.

Yeah, but the less he knows,
the more he's protected.

And honestly,
with this lottery scheme,

it's gonna allow us
to clean cash without putting

so much pressure
on the restaurant.

That shit is still
over my head.

Can you explain it
one more time, please?

So we tell Sam
that we'll pay cash

for any winning
Michigan lottery tickets,

no less than 5K
and no more than a million.

With his massive network of
liquor stores, gas stations,

and mini marts
across the state,

we can count on winners
every week.

He sells the tickets as usual.

When the winner comes back
to claim their prize,

they're told
they have two options.

One, they can drive
to the lottery headquarters

all the way in Lansing
and cash in their tickets,

or two, they can wait
20 to 30 minutes,

and someone will come over,
buy their ticket in cash,

plus a 10% bonus.

Everyone obviously picks
the second option.

I break off Sam for pulling
the winning ticket.

Then we find someone we can
trust, like Hoop's cousin,

to claim the winning ticket
in her name.

The lottery withholds taxes
and gives her a check.

She deposits it
and uses the now-clean money

to buy jewellery...

...cars...

...houses...

...whatever I want.

And we take care of her
for doing that.

And we don't have to worry
about the IRS,

'cause the IRS is gonna be
keeping a record

of all the winnings.

And the winner is technically
a tax-paying citizen.

And that's not gonna look
suspicious, Sam's store

-having all these winners?
-No.

We're gonna be spreading
everything around.

Sam owns multiple spots.

And there's a network
of Chaldeans with businesses

that he can plug us in with.

Oh, you really
thought this through.

You know, I do what I can.

And you do a good job at it.

Look at you, calling the shots.

You never care about
the flash and attention.

You just get the job done.

You even got Henri,
who's a heifer,

running around with her tail
between her legs.

I'm serious, babe.

You do so much better without
Meech calling the shots.

I know he's the firstborn,
but you are second to none.

Excuse me, can I have
a mojito, please?

- Top shelf only.
- Absolutely.

Hey, can--can you make that
two, please?

Since when did you
start drinking?

Since my woman is making me
feel like the man on top.

Well, I'ma be
the woman on top tonight.

All right, I want
to let y'all know,

I'm finna put everything
on pause until I find

a better way to move the work.

Swapping it out
for that baking soda

was smart as hell, though.

Got my back, I got yours.

Hey, that's what's up, boss.

Hey, where the fuck you get
them fake IDs from, though?

You're welcome.

You know what?

I had a feeling
that's how your young ass

was slippin' and slidin'

through all these
goddamn places.

Y'all go have fun, though.

Everything on me.

Hey, I heard the MKs
at Techwood got knocked.

Oh, shit.

That's why they ain't
up here right now.

They get Glock too?

Shit, I ain't hear all that.

But at least now,
less of 'em to deal with.

You damn sure right about that.

Keep your eyes peeled
for Claude.

That nigga come through
tonight, ATL is ours.

Uh-huh. A'ight then.

Hey, Meech.

What's up, Dilla?

You headlining tonight?

I headline
everywhere I go, baby.

Me and Crystal got a room
down the street.

You should join us.

Y'all better go
do some stretches.

We'll be waiting.

Thank you.
Thank you so much.

We're the Campbell Brothers,
and that's our time.

Oh, my God, I love
this new look on you.

We'll be back Saturday.

Make sure to come
check us out.

I love that you came.

Well, I was not gonna be
the reason that this night

was not everything
you hoped for.

Pardon me, ma'am.

But uh, I gotta say
to this talented brother

right here,
where have you been?

You know, just building
a life with my wife.

Well, in my days on this Earth,

I've learned that
the love of a good woman

is worth more than
any hit record.

Amen.

Well, you know, he's
a really great songwriter too.

I mean, you should hear
the song that he wrote for me.

Is that right?

Get in touch with my manager.

And my number's
on the back of that too.

I could learn
a thing or two from you

on that steel guitar, now.

Sho' nuff.

All right, now.

Y'all have a blessed night.

Thank you. You too.

Oh, my God.

What?

I'm taking you out.

Charles.

What?

Oh, my God.

I have not seen you
this energised in years.

Well, I have all that
we've been through of late

to thank for that.

Do you ever wonder, like,
what it would have been like

if we had not gotten
married so fast,

and we just took time for us,
and we didn't have kids?

Shoot, woman,
everything happened

the way it was supposed to.

God don't make no mistakes.

And we still have time to...

fulfil our dreams
and make them happen together.

That day you was like,

"I don't get paid
to talk to you all day."

It didn't sound like that.

Exactly how it sounded.

Oh, no, I did not ask
for another.

Yeah, yeah, me neither.

Boss, can you get us
some water, please?

I ordered it.

Can you--

I believe that's
just how you like it.

Mans, you would not know
what a woman wanted

if she drew a map with arrows
pointing down at her--

Simmer down, youngblood,

before I make 'em card
your young ass.

Let me tell you about yourself,

Mr. Brave Policeman.

You on day watch.

You roll out
of the police station

parking lot at 6:30 a.m.

You grab a Egg McMuffin
and some coffee.

Then you drive around,
snacking on Cabana pork rinds

and strawberry Faygo,

fraternising
with ho's and hoods

and getting payoffs
to look the other way.

Lunchtime, four honey-dips
at Donutville.

Then you take a nap in your car

depending if your ass
is tired from doing shit.

Then you fucking go
to the police station

at 6:30 p.m.,
take your ass home

just in time
for the Wheel of Fortune.

I know where you're at.

And you know where I'll be.

Tee is all the man that I need.

And get the fuck on, Vince.

Where you find
these goofy-ass niggas?

So I told
the video store clerk,

you tell me to be kind
and rewind one more time,

and I'ma take this copy
of The Bodyguard

and shove it so far up your ass

that you're gonna be
hitting high notes

like Whitney Houston.

You are so funny.

Where do you get
your sense of humour from,

your mom or your dad?

I never--

I never knew my mom.

Oh.

And uh, my dad?

Well, let's just say

things are very tense.

I'm so sorry to hear that.

My mom died in childbirth,
giving birth to me.

And my old man hates me for it.

So...

That's fucking shitty.

When my sister died,
our family got fractured.

My mom left us in Detroit,
and she never looked back.

At least you got a mom.

As long as she's still alive,

there's always a chance
to fix things.

You know, for us being
so different,

I didn't expect
we'd have so much in common.

You ever been
with somebody like me?

Like what?

Black?

Young?

Not exactly.

Yes, I have.

Have you ever been
with somebody like me?

Well, I dated
this half-Chaldean honey,

but it didn't work out.

Well, what happened?

Do I have to worry
about some crazy ex?

No.

Let's just say the love died.

Compliments of the gentleman
over there.

That's what's up.

The fuck?

Look like your boy Claude

didn't keep his head
on a swivel.

Shit.

Man, you just dug
your own grave, nigga.

Nigga, you will see
Claude again before I will.

And with the MKs hemmed up,

Techwood mine again, homeboy.

And then it makes you
wonder, don't it?

Why was that nigga ready
to leave you and come to me?

You see,
it's only a matter of time

before everybody realises
what he did.

Nigga, they don't need you.

They need me.

Man, fuck this shit.

Let ride, baby.

You guys sure

you don't want to try
anything on the menu?

This is the best soul food
place in Ecorse.

All right.

Well, look,
I appreciate you guys

coming out and taking the time
to sit down

and listen
to what I have to say.

I have a business proposition

that will benefit
all the parties here.

Listen, Tee and I go way back.

He's a smart businessman
and a friend.

You really vouch for this guy?

I wouldn't have brought
this to you if I didn't.

Come on.

All right.
You guys want to know

why Henri owes you
so much money?

It's because I'm putting her
out of business

with what I got.

Your product is great,
and so is mine.

But right now,
it's not about the quality.

It's about the quantity.

I'm a gambling man.

And I would bet this house
that the only reason why

you're so hard-pressed on Henri
paying you back on time

is 'cause you have
a limited supply.

So what are you proposing?

That I will supply you weight
at a--at a better price,

of course, and that way,

you could make up for your
losses with pure profit.

But all I'm asking for,

that you guys
cut Henri off for good.

Your offer is attractive.

I mean,
with all the cash coming in,

I'm sure we could find
different ways

to align our businesses
together.

Yes.

It sounds like an offer
we cannot refuse.

Thank you.

Uh, it was a pleasure
doing business with you, man.

I appreciate it.

Yes, sir.

Damn, Tee.

You's a cold-blooded
motherfucker, bruh.

You chopped Medusa's head
clean the fuck off.

Damn straight, man.

Damn straight.

What the fuck?

Meech, I came to warn you.

I don't know what it is,
but you gotta watch your back.

Glock's up to something.

You would know, huh?

I'm risking my life
to tell you this shit.

I ain't ask you
to do that, Angel.

But I did.

Even after you left me.

I see you still wearing
my shit.

'Cause it smells like you.

Keep it.

Think of all the good times
and shit.

Meech, I'm not fucking
with Glock to hurt you.

This ain't about you.

It's about me surviving
the best way I know how.

I get it.

That's all I ever wanted was
for you to be safe

and know your worth,

and for you to always stand
on your own two feet.

Shit, I'm trying.

I'm gonna go check out
this new club in Miami.

Just be safe.

You too.

Your scars don't scare me.

But why do you burn yourself
like that?

If I punish myself, then...

no one else can hurt me.

That's deep.

D--do it work?

There's not a lot in life
that I can control,

but I can control my body.

I know the feeling.

The body does
what it wants, though,

even if you don't want it to.

You scared?

Um, I--I should probably go.

Wouldn't you rather
come instead?

Some other time.

Come on,
Big Meech, don't go.

Shit, it's been fun, ladies,

but I gotta roll.

No, Meech. Come on.

Don't worry.
I'll see y'all at Platinum.

That was so hot.

Two is better than one.
I can't lie.

Stick around,
and we can get

another girl over here.

All right, all right.

Ah!

Man, he must have used one
of them bitches to set me up.

What makes you think that?

Who the fuck knew
I was gonna be there?

Either that,
or he was following me.

Damn.

Shit, I'm glad
you straight, dawg.

Shit, them females
bringing fire to your ass,

they better be worth
the heat, nigga.

Hey, money or pussy,

it's the only two reasons
niggas beef with me.

Oh, my God.

Yo, what you want?

You interrupting
Highway to Heaven.

- What's up?
- I spoke with Mac,

the boxer,
and I've got good news.

I finally found
what I was looking for,

but it's in Miami.

Miami?

I'ma tell you all about it
when I see you.

Yo, if we gotta do all that,
you gotta tell me right now.

Tee, is you coming,
or you ain't, man?

I know you gotta ask
for permission.

Yeah. Ha-ha. Fuck you, Meech.

I'll meet you there.

At the end of the day,

surviving in the game don't
depend on what you think.

It depends on what you do.

It took me a while
to learn that.

Speak your piece, man.

Yo, after what Glock just did,

you really finna go
behind enemy lines?

That's where the mechanic at,
Duff.

I don't got no choice.

Now, if anything's wrong,
Angel will let me know.

She was right about tonight.

Look, I know I can't
talk your ass out of this.

So the only thing I'm gonna say

is keep your head
on that swivel

and you keep your finger
on the trigger, a'ight?

'Cause if Glock find out
you in town

and his boy not coming home,

all the Angels in the world
might not be able to save you.

But Meech always knew,

when your back is
against the wall

and you've got
nothing left to lose,

you find yourself doing things

you never thought
you would or could.

Ahh!

Because some things,

life can never
prepare you for.