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- [Presenter] Previously on "Love Don't Pay the Bills."

- We have built this fucking empire

for you to let some bum bitch come up in here

and tear it down 'cause you can't control your dick.

- My dick? - Yeah, your dick.

- The fuck is this white nigga?

- That's the answer to all of our problems.

See, he owns two of the skyscrapers downtown

and the word on the street is

he's a lone shark of a lot of rich motherfuckers.

- Um, but no, I'm really glad that you hit me up

and sent me that DM.

But I'd love to take you out to dinner sometime,

you know, whenever you're available.

- Okay, I would love that too.

How does, uh, tomorrow night sound?

- You've been moving real reckless lately.

And you, the way you moving,

it's gonna bring the both of us down.

But let me tell you something,

I'm not going down for your bitch ass.

- Going upstairs. Come on, let's go get your shoes.

I'm gonna take your shoes off.

Let's, let's take your shoes off.

- [Missy] You gonna die bitch, this bitch gonna die.

- [Romelo] We go...

- I need you to help me kill my husband.

(eerie music)

I'm sick and tired of Romelo and his shit.

You know the way he moving, the way he moving,

he about to fuck it up for all of us.

I've worked too fucking hard for my shit.

I'm not going down with that idiot.

I need you to help me do this thing, please.

Come on, I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you.

- I need you to calm down.

All right. Look, I, I know you upset right now.

We gotta stick to the plan.

Look, look, we going to kill Romelo,

but we gotta make it look like an accident,

'cause if we don't, Baby, we lose everything.

And then we're gonna spend the rest of our lives in jail.

And how am I gonna get all this good sweet stuff from you

if I'm locked up in somebody's jail?

- Look, I'm sorry.

Maybe I just... That motherfucker makes me so mad.

- Okay, so look, let's go upstairs,

let me help you release some of this stress

and anger from your body. (chuckles)

(lips smacks) Oh.

(hand smacks)

(footsteps pattering)

(suspenseful music)

(gentle music)

- Hey, Babe. Where you headed?

- Oh, I have a, um, a dinner meeting

with the president of a new company

that we're trying to purchase.

So, but I shouldn't be back too late.

- And it seem like every night

you got something important to do.

- Babe, I just said I won't be back late.

Why you always gonna make everything a issue?

- Make everything a issue?

The issue is you run out this house every night,

like you moving real funny.

What's up?

- What's up is, I ain't got time for your shit tonight.

I'm running late. I'll see you later.

(Kevin smirks)

(bottle clinking)

- Hey, Love. What's up?

- Where you at? I need to see you tonight.

- Hmm, I can't right now. I'm on the clock.

- No, fuck that. I pay you double if you come tonight.

All right.

- Yeah, I can't. I really can't tonight.

But I promise I'll make it up to you soon though, okay?

- Nah, don't even worry about it.

(cell phone clacks)

(glass thuds)

(footsteps pattering)

(exhales) Where you coming from?

- Minding my damn business.

- Wait, no, no, no, look, look, look.

I'm still your damn husband and you still my wife.

I know you don't act like it, but don't... What if...

You stink. Just be ready for the meeting tomorrow.

- Why don't you be ready? Fucking punk.

(cell phone clacks)

- Yeah, how you doing there?

- [Trina] Great. How are you?

- Oh my God, you smell amazing.

- [Trina] Sorry I'm late.

- No, no, don't worry about that at all.

Let me go and grab this chair for you.

- Thank you. - Of course.

There we go.

All right, well, let's start off by talking about

how stunning you look tonight.

- Thank you.

- Of course. I mean, the pictures,

they don't even do you justice.

Now, they're great pictures, but I mean,

in, in person, you're way better.

- Well, thank you. You're quite handsome yourself.

- [Cop] Appreciate that. Thank you.

- So tell me more about yourself.

- Um, let's see, I like sports, fishing, I like to dance.

- Hmm? You?

- Yeah. - Dancing?

- Yeah, I will, I will get up right now.

- Oh no, please, no. - And bust 'em. I'll do it.

- That's all right. - I'll do it.

- Please sit down. - All right.

- Not necessary. (cop chuckles)

So what do you do for work?

- Um, honestly, I, I'm a cable guy,

so I'm the person who goes in

and installs cable boxes, really.

- [Trina] Mm, this white motherfucker

must think I'm stupid.

- All right, so I know what you're thinking, you know,

a lot of danger, excitement, but no, not at all.

It's, it's boring as hell. I gotta be honest with you.

- [Trina] Yeah.

- Uh, but what about you? What do you do?

I mean, I didn't see anything on your, your profile.

- Uh, I'm a hairstylist.

- Really?

- Mm-hmm. - That's great.

- Yep, I did my own hair today. You like it?

- [Cop] It looks amazing. Yes.

- Thank you. - Of course.

- You know, you got some beautiful eyes.

- Thank you. Appreciate that.

And you know, I'm glad we did this tonight, you know?

I like you.

- I'm glad we did too, you know? I like you too.

- Good. I'm glad.

(Trina giggles)

(cell phone dings)

Everything all good?

- Uh, yeah, that's just my mom.

I told her I was going on a date with some guy I met online,

so she just checking on me.

- That's, that's a smart move. That's good, you know.

Uh, but can you do me a solid

and just make sure I'm not a...

Tell her, make sure you I'm not a serial killer, all right?

- Oh, of course.

I'll call on the way home and give her all the details.

- Okay, but on that note, I was thinking

maybe when we get done with dinner,

we can go back to my place, have a couple more drinks

and you know, hang out for a bit, talk.

- Hmm. Okay, I'll go back to your place.

- [Cop] Right.

- But I'm only having one drink.

- Mm, okay.

So I'm here, we're gonna have one very large drink

that you're gonna drink very slowly.

- [Trina] Mm.

- Yeah, just we don't want time to go away too fast from us.

- Okay.

- All right, that's my girl. You ready to go?

- Yeah, let's do it. - All right, let's do it.

- Thank you. - Mm-hmm. (lips smacking)

- Mm.

(door thudding)

- Can I help you?

- Kev?

- [Kevin] Yeah.

- I'm here on the behalf of Pedro Alexandro.

Here to collect on a debt, that's all.

- I mean, the deadline until the end of the month.

- Yeah, but Ms. Alexandro decided to

switch up that deadline.

You now have one week to get back all the money

that you owe.

- But that's crazy with the amount of work they gave me,

it's no way I can finish that that short period of time.

- You sure that's what you want me to tell Mr. Alexandro

and his wife?

- Nah, tell him they had they money by the end of the week.

- Understood. - All right.

- Have a good night. - Yeah, you too.

(door clicking)

- [Police] Freeze.

- What the hell is going on?

- That's over here. Sit down.

Give me that.

Trina, we know all about what you've been doing out here.

I'm gonna give you one chance to help yourself out.

- I have no clue what you're talking about.

I want my lawyer.

- Oh, cut the shit. Just stop.

We got tons of video of you and your buddy Mack

doing all kinds of illegal shit.

It only take one snap of my finger to put you both away

for a very long time.

What do you want from me?

I need you to help me take down our Romelo

and his wife, Missy.

- Romelo and Missy? What do you want with them?

They're legitimate business owners.

- (chuckles) We clearly have different

definitions of legitimate.

Romelo and Missy are two of the biggest drug dealers

this town has ever seen.

Not to mention they're responsible for over 50 murders.

- Bullshit, Romelo wouldn't hurt a fly.

- Listen to me carefully. Those two are very dangerous.

And honestly, I'm shocked.

Missy hasn't killed your ass yet

for fucking around with her husband.

- Okay, so if they're so dangerous,

why you haven't arrested them yet?

- Tried, can't get anything to stick.

Your legal team apparently works around the clock,

but that's where you coming at now.

- What do you need me to do?

- Well, we know all about you and Romelo's affair.

And with you being so close to him,

I need you to wear a wire and a secret camera

and get me something I can use

to take them both down for good.

- What?

If what you're saying is true,

I don't even wanna deal with Romelo anymore.

You just said his wife is a killer.

Are you trying to get me killed or something?

- Trina, you only have two options.

You either help me out or you and your buddy Mack

are going to prison for the next 10 years.

What's it gonna be?

(Mack inhales and exhales)

- [Voicemail] Your call has been forwarded to-

- Hey, answer your phone. - Message system.

- Yeah, and look, if Trina don't call

or come out in 10 minutes,

I need y'all go in there and blaze everything, all right?

Yeah, I don't care who's in there.

Kill everybody. All right, one. (exhales)

- Okay, (exhales) I'll help.

- [Cop] Smart.

- But under one condition.

- This ought to be good.

- I get $150,000 in cash and you move me out of the country.

- You give me the evidence I need to take them both down,

I'll make a deal.

- (exhales) Okay. Hand me my purse, I gotta make a call.

- No way. Get out, no.

- Listen to me. I need to make this call.

If I don't call Mack, he's gonna send his men in here

and they are gonna light this bitch up.

Hand me my purse.

(exhales) Fuck.

Hey, Mack, can you call me?

- Yo, what the fuck is going on?

I was about to see some shooters in there

to air this shit out.

- (exhales) Nah, everything is good, everything is good.

Tell 'em to stand down.

- So there was bread in there like they said?

- Yeah, we hit the fucking jackpot.

Look, I gotta go.

Uh, I'll meet you at our spot in about 30 minutes.

- Word. All right, one.

Hey, yo, she good. Yeah, motherfucker, I said she good.

All right, retreat. All right, peace.

(cell phone thuds)

(tense music)

- I'm gonna need some money.

- Okay, I can make that happen.

Trina, I need you to listen to me very carefully.

Do not blow your cover. They will kill you.

- Okay.

Okay.

- [Commentator 1] Come, here we go.

Lakers and Bulls will see them again in Chicago

on this road trip coming up next.

And Vucevic has his second rebound.

Giddy been playing great basketball,

in control after coming over in the wheel for Caruso and-

- Still losing? - Down to three.

- Oh no.

- [Commentator 1] Nobody buying but Doncic-

- Well, pass the ball, man.

- [Commentator 1] From Hayes, Luka just kind of handling in,

nearly threw it away, Hayes, counted.

- Come in.

(door squeaking)

- [Commentator 1] He's gotta make, gotta score, Josh Giddy.

- What's up?

- How'd everything go?

- Piece of cake. Just like I told you.

- [Commentator 1] Jaxson Hayes out there,

they got a chance to break the lead.

Kobe, Kobe right all that way, lay it up and in.

- [Commentator 2] He's so much control, he was under it.

- That's what I'm talking about, Trina. (laughing)

You my number one.

Look, I'm gonna count this and you can come back tomorrow.

Get your cut. All right?

- All right, but look though,

I got one more big lick in me and then I'm out.

- [Commentator 1] Great player gets contact and-

- What you mean? - That's the space there-

- I mean, I'm done.

It's only a matter of time before our luck run out.

- Let me find out you getting moist.

Trina, you my number one soldier. We make the perfect team.

There's not a lot of niggas out there that I trust

like I trust you.

- I'm just saying, Mack, I ain't trying to see

neither one of us go to jail

and I ain't trying to get killed neither.

At the end of the day, it's my face. They see not yours.

- Have a seat.

- [Commentator 1] You gotta make those,

a score, Josh Giddy.

Lebron, with another steal-

- Trina, you gotta calm down.

- [Commentator 1] Wow, they were nailed to the floor-

- Haven't I always protected you?

Haven't I always had your back?

- [Commentator 1] To Jaxson Hayes out there,

they got a chance to break their-

- But this is what I need you to do.

Go home, go to sleep, take a nap

and chill the fuck out and get your head right.

- [Commentator 1] Oh, slow down, Jax.

- All right?

- I hear you.

- Come back tomorrow. I have your money you, okay?

I believe in you.

- Whatever you say, Mack.

- [Commentator 1] Rim running.

- [Commentator 2] He gets any player,

gets contact and steps back, that's the space they need.

- [Commentator 1] And they don't worry about

blocking the shot.

(door squeaking)

(door clicking)

(footsteps pattering)

(glass thudding) (bottle thudding)

- Thought I heard you come in. You okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine. Just tired, that's all.

- How did your dinner go?

- It was eventful, but hey, this a job I chose, right?

- Yeah. Hey, but I was waiting till you get home.

I just wanna say I'm sorry if I had extra stress on you.

I love you, you know I just be missing you. That's all.

- I love you too, Kevin.

But love don't pay the bills.

So if I have to work late every now and then,

I need you to understand that and get off my back about it.

- I understand, Baby.

- Good. Well, I'm about to go lay down and get some rest.

Hmm. Drink this.

(footsteps pattering)

(gentle violin music)

- Babe? What the hell are you doing?

We gotta get going.

Who, how much makeup...

How much lipstick are you gonna put off?

- I'll be ready in five minutes.

- You said that shit five minutes ago, Babe.

- Don't start with me today. I am not in the fucking mood.

And when we get over here to the Alexandros,

let me do all the talking.

The last thing we need is for you to say something stupid.

This is pretty. Thank you.

- Oh, so I'm the stupid one now? Meet me in the car.

Hurry your ass up.

- Fuck you. Sick ass shit.

Thank you, Baby. Yeah, this is pretty.

Do you have my jacket?

- Bro, we need to come up with a plan.

Alexandro change our delivery time and it's fucking us up.

- Bro, ain't no way in the world we making that deadline.

It's entirely too much weight with too little time, bro.

- We need to figure something out.

- The last thing we want is to issue with Mr. Alexandro.

- Look, bro. Trina making all that bread now.

- This nigga, bro.

- It might be time to ask her for a loan.

- Bro, you know I can't do that.

She already paying on the bills, bro.

- Why the fuck not, bro?

Look, man, if she love you the way she say she do,

she ain't gonna mind giving you a little paper, bro.

- I'm not asking her for shit.

So me and you, we need to figure out a way

to sell this product, bro.

Come on, my nigga.

- Fuck, nigga.

(slow hip-hop music)

(door squeaking)

- [Missy] Thank you.

- Thank you.

- [Romelo] Mr. Alexandro.

- Pleasure.

So glad the two of you can meet me and my esposa

in such short notice.

So will I say, get down to it.

As you may know, the face have been crawling up

my ass lately.

All because of this freak, Henry.

He doesn't know I know but I have ears everywhere.

Excuse me, Boss, um, you're talking about Henry

as in the boss at the fake job, Henry?

But didn't you give him his CEO title?

- I did, and I swear that you can't trust nobody nowadays.

The fucker wants to take over my company,

but I own most of the shit.

So when me out the picture, he puts himself in a position

to buy me out and I can't have that.

- Understood. So what exactly do you want me to do?

- I want that fucker dead and I need you to do it.

- Yes, ma'am, I understand that. But why me?

- Because we can trust you (speaking in foreign language)

and anyone that can cross us like this

needs to be making it simple (speaking in foreign language).

- What's in it for us?

- Romelo can buy off his shares

and become instantly three times richer overnight.

And then he be promoted to the new CEO of the business.

- Three times richer, huh?

- And why you're on it, I want you to do one more thing.

I'm going to need you to kill Henry,

and if his wife is with his kids, I want them dead too.

(speaking in foreign language) Nobody gets away

with disrespecting us.

For us, betrayal is (speaking in foreign language).

It's very important. (speaking in foreign language)

- Understood.

I'll take Henry out and his whole family if need be.

- We know we can count on you.

- Thank you for the opportunity, Boss. I won't let you down.

(exhales) Okay, um, that, that one better than I thought

it was gonna go.

What?

- What the fuck was that?

What did you fucking just agree to?

- Calm down, all right?

- Didn't I tell you to let me do all the talking

when we got in this bitch. - Stop talking so much.

Listen, we do this one job for them and we get big

in Alexandro good graces.

After that, the sky is the limit for us.

All right, Baby? Calm down.

- You have got to be kidding me.

- It's one job, all right? A big one.

And plus, fuck that nigga Henry.

I don't like that nigga no way, so...

- Really? Take me home.

- Gimme a kiss, Baby.

- Kiss my ass. Take me home.

- You know I kissed that too. Come on.

- [Missy] Fucking asshole.

- Mm-hmm, and for a second

I did not think you were gonna show.

- Hmm. You talking like I got a choice.

- Yeah, look, this is all you have to do

is follow my instructions and everything will be fine.

You're chosen for this job

because of how close you are to Romelo.

I've been following him for a while now,

and he has never let another woman get this close to him.

I mean, there must be something about you he likes.

- Yeah, can we, uh, skip all the small talk?

How does shit work?

- Simple, I need you to get Romelo to say something

incriminating on the wire, or even better,

get some video of him doing something in the act.

- Get some video?

How am I supposed to record him without him noticing?

- Mm-hmm. Well, nobody would know that this is a camera.

I just need you to wear it around him. All right.

Just be yourself. That's all you gotta do.

And, uh, you got three weeks to do it.

Or you and your boy Mack, you gonna be doing some hard time.

Get to work.

- This shit crazy.

- What the hell is wrong with you busting in here like that?

- What the fuck you doing just sitting there?

- I'm working here.

- Henry is in the office today.

You need to go handle that shit.

- What?

The fuck you talk...

- Look, it's over a hundred employees in the building.

It's the perfect time. The fuck.

This nigga is going to the bathroom now.

Go handle that shit.

- I am not about to kill that man with me, you

and all these people in the building.

Fuck no. I, I'll get 'em later.

- I will do the shit my fucking self.

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no. Sit your crazy ass, stop.

- Then go handle that.

- I got it.

(gun clicking) - Handle this.

Hey? - Chill out.

(gentle music)

- Hey, Romelo, I need to talk to you.

- Yeah? - Mm-hmm.

- But, um- - Come on.

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