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(logo buzzing)

? Loyalty ain't the same ?

? Nah ?

? Born in the dark, ain't no silver spoon ?

? Nah ?

? East Oakland Knights where the wolves come soon ?

? Whoa ?

? Mama on the pipe, ?

? pops locked in a tomb ? ? Damn ?

? So we learned real quick, gotta hustle or lose ?

? Facts ? ? Got his first pack ?

? Ran plays on the low ? ? Low ?

? OGs show love, ?

? But the price was a tow ? ? Tax ?

? Blood in the water, sharks in control ?

? So he stacked every dollar ?

? Put ice on his soul ? ? Frozen ?

? Shaka got money, no time ?

? All these clowns get to climb ?

? Keep my mind on the paper, can't be broke ?

? Love ain't real, so my heart stay closed ?

(gentle music)

- Mama, you sure you wanna do this?

- Ed Whitfield, Roland Towers?

Baby, you're in big circles now.

If your agent is introducing you to these types of people,

then you know what you gotta do.

And if you gotta have a little sex,

it's just sex, okay?

It's the one thing that you control.

Don't let nobody pimp you out.

- I won't, Mama.

(Darnell knocking)

- [Ms. Blackstone] It's Darnell.

(door clicking)

- Is Shante here?

I haven't been able to get ahold of her for a few weeks.

- She didn't tell you she was going to Los Angeles?

- No, she didn't say anything to me.

- Mm. Oh, think I could've raised her better.

Maybe it could be the reception.

You know, it's a very hilly up there.

But I'll tell her you came by

and make sure she sends you a text.

- Thanks, Ms. Blackstone.

- You're welcome, take care. - You too.

(door thudding)

(gentle music)

- Here, Mom.

A little something.

Hopefully you don't have to work too hard this week.

- You really need to let Darnell off the hook.

- I know. I'm trying.

He's like a little lost puppy.

You know what?

Cheers, okay, Mom?

To new beginnings. - Mm-hm.

(gentle music continues)

(Mr. Warren mumbling)

- Dad, you're up late.

- Yeah.

Crime don't stop, son.

So, uh, are you gonna be with us a few days, Darnell?

Got some problems at home?

- Yeah. (gentle music continues)

- I've seen these domestic situations all too often.

They usually work themself out in a couple days.

You'll be all right.

- Thanks, Mr. Warren.

- Yeah, you're welcome.

Gotta hit the hay,

you boys don't stay up too late, all right?

- Yes, sir.

(phone chimes) (gentle music continues)

- Man, it's her, it's Shante.

"In LA for an audition.

Bad reception, call you later."

- (laughing) I see.

Whoever is boning her gave her time

to get off her back and text you.

- Come on, man.

- I'm just fucking with you, dude.

School night, time for bed.

(gentle music continues)

(birds chirping)

(Darnell knocking) (gentle music continues)

(door clicking)

- Here.

How much longer do you think you can stay at Richard's?

- I don't know, maybe a few weeks more.

- Everybody's acting like nothing's happening.

- You believe me, don't you, Nyla?

- Of course I do.

But what's Mom gonna do if she gets kicked out?

- Yeah, you right.

- Look, you better go before somebody catches us, okay?

(Darnell sighing)

- Hey, Nyla?

He's never tried to, you know...

(gentle music)

- What are you talking about?

- Nothing.

- Okay. I'll bring you more clothes to school tomorrow.

- Thanks for helping.

- You're welcome. Bye.

(door clicking)

- I sent your mama out shopping.

We've got the whole afternoon.

(Nyla giggling)

(door thuds)

(gentle music continues)

(Darnell sighs)

- Pick up the phone.

Shante. (gentle music continues)

God damn.

- You know what makes a motherfucker dumb, Darnell?

- Man, I thought you was my boy.

Why you calling me dumb?

- I didn't call you dumb.

I said, you know what makes a motherfucker dumb?

- (sighing) What?

- Seeing some shit and acting like it ain't there.

(gentle music continues)

- What are you talking about?

- Shante, you know that bitch is bad news

and you're acting like the signs ain't there.

- Man, I don't care what you or anybody else says.

I know she loves me.

- And God is real.

- He is.

- And so are the leprechauns.

(gentle music continues)

(Darnell knocking)

(door clicking)

- Hey, here.

I'll see you at school.

- What's going on here?

- Nothing. I was just giving Darnell a change of clothes.

- You know you can't be here.

- I know.

- Still at Richard's?

- It's been about a week now.

I think I'm wearing out my welcome.

- You take care of yourself.

(gentle music)

Darnell.

If something ever happens, you know,

some nights the car door is open.

(gentle music continues)

(door clicking)

(Brandy sighing)

(gentle music continues)

- [Mr. Warren] I want him out.

- [Richard] Just a few more days, please.

- [Mr. Warren] You said a few days

a few fucking days ago, son.

It's been over a week!

I want that nigger out of my house.

- [Richard] Dad, where else is he gonna go?

- I don't give a fuck, okay?

There's some decent shelters out there.

Tell him to go find one of those!

- [Richard] You said he was a good kid.

- Yeah, any black that hasn't been locked up

by the time he's 15, he's a good kid to me.

Don't mean I want him living in my house.

Do you understand me?

I want him out today.

(door slamming)

(door clicking) (gentle music continues)

(door thudding)

(gentle music continues)

(notification whistling)

(gentle music continues)

(Shante moaning) (phone buzzing)

- [Shante] Oh, yeah.

Oh shit!

(Shante moaning)

Yeah.

(phone buzzing)

(Shante panting)

(door clicking)

- Boy, get up.

(door thudding)

You lost your daddy too soon.

- What?

- Look here.

You got a problem with a man,

you go to that man and work it out.

You don't do a bitch-ass move

and expose him in front of everybody.

- But that's my mom.

- Yeah, she's your mom.

And I'm about to teach you

what your daddy should have taught you.

Do you know the definition of sex?

- Yeah, to fuck.

- (sighing) Fucking shit for brains. It means to separate.

- What? (gentle music)

- Look here.

You go to the club, you see these two fine bitches.

One of them agrees to give your dumbass some pussy.

Do you fuck her?

- Yeah, I'm not gay.

- Yeah, good.

You go back the next night, same two bitches.

Which one do you fuck?

- One I didn't fuck.

- Exactly.

Because that's the nature of man, to fuck.

We want to fuck as many bitches as we can,

especially if they fine.

But because we have tried to refine nature,

we done fucked up the whole ecosystem.

- So what does that mean?

- It means a man just wanna fuck.

I fuck another woman, it's sex.

I move on, fuck another one.

But it doesn't separate the love I have for your mother.

Now, you gonna learn as a man

that a man always comes home to that love.

You feel me? (gentle music continues)

- No one's ever put it to me like that before.

- That's because your daddy died too soon,

but I'm man enough to pick up where he left off.

Now you wanna move back into the crib? Huh?

- Yeah, it, it is, um, cold out.

- Oh god dammit. Boy, say what you want.

Be a man! You wanna move back in or not?

- Yeah. I wanna, I wanna move back in.

- Aight.

Out on Peachtree, what you see?

- I... - Yeah, yeah, exactly.

Ya ain't seen god damned thing.

- So I was like, I'm not about to have this nigga

cheating on my mom again.

So I walked right up to him.

Mama can you believe this?

This man looked just like Larry. Like, dead on him.

Drove the same car and everything.

God. Man, I'm, I'm so sorry.

I didn't mean to cause problems between you and Larry.

- Nah forget it, kid.

I'm big enough man to forgive anything.

- I knew he was just mistaken.

- But you know, darling,

I'm often mistaken for somebody else.

Mostly Denzel.

- (laughing) Okay, I can see that.

- Mr. Washington.

Man said the other day, "Are you Denzel?"

I said, "Nah, nah."

- Oh, you're fine under Denzel, baby.

- Oh, thank you, baby.

(Larry laughing)

(gentle music)

- Yeah, so like I said,

I'll be there in about five minutes or so.

Okay. - Is that Shante?

- What? What happened?

- What do you mean what happened?

- Look at you.

- What? These old rags?

- We don't see you at school for a week

and you come back looking like...

God damn, you fine.

(gentle music continues)

- Um, I've been trying to get ahold of you.

Space Camp is in a few weeks.

- Space Camp?

- Yeah, I told you I won.

I want you to go with me.

- Look, Darnell we have way more important things

to talk about, okay?

But I'm running late to this audition,

so we do need to talk later, okay?

- Wait, wait, wait, wait. Hold on.

Are you gonna go with me?

- Go with you?

- Yeah, we talked about it. Remember?

- No, I remember you talked about it, Darnell.

- And you said you would go.

- Yeah, that's because I honestly didn't think

you would've win it.

- (scoffs) Wow. Really, Shante?

- I'm sorry, Darnell.

I didn't mean it like that.

Hooray! Yay. You won.

But that's just one ticket. Not a we.

- Well, we could've bought another one

with all this money you spent on all these clothes.

- Well, I bought these clothes with my money.

For once in my life, I actually wanted to treat myself

to something nice.

- Look, I'll ask my mom and dad, Larry,

if they could spare some extra cash.

If I get it, will you go with me? Please.

Come on, baby. Please.

- Okay, get the money and then let's talk.

- Yes. Space Camp.

Can y'all believe it?

- Guys, look, I'm running late for my audition, okay?

I really need to go.

- So you really bought all that shit with your own money?

- Yes, Richard, I did buy all of this shit with my money.

Is that so fucking hard for you to believe?

I'll catch up with you guys later.

- Damn. You hit that shit?

Can't believe I'm about to say this, bro,

but she's way out of your fucking league.

- Yeah, I hope she don't let it go to her head.

(whimsical music)

- [Richard] Isn't that Larry?

- No. Nope.

- Bro, that's fucking Larry. He's right there.

- No, it's not, man. Come on, Rich!

- What you talking about?

- [Darnell] Come bring your ass.

(Larry laughing)

(Brandy laughing)

- Oh, boy, that, that flipper, he, he's something.

- I love this show.

- They call him flipper. (laughing)

- Hey. What's going on with you?

- Well, you know that contest I won,

I've been meaning to ask you about it.

- Okay. (laughing)

You saw that?

What you wanna ask?

- Uh, I was hoping y'all would help

pay to bring someone with me.

- A guest?

Who you thinking about taking?

- I wanna bring Shante.

- Mm-mm. No. - Oh.

You know what, boy, I, I'm proud of you.

I tell you what.

You know, you, uh, you get a job, I'll meet you halfway.

- Larry. - What?

- Don't help that, do you know who that girl is?

- Yeah, she's just a young lady.

He want to take with.

- I mean, it's in a few weeks though,

so I don't know if I'll be able to wash

that many cars in that little time.

- You'll have to get a real job, boy.

- You better get to washing.

- 'Cause you know what?

'Cause men gotta stick together.

(gentle music)

I got you!

I got you!

(Larry chuckling)

- A real job it is.

- Absolutely.

(groovy music)

- Ooh. Who is that?

- That's Flossy P.

We go way back.

His best friend, Chris, used to be my hookup.

- Hmm, is he still in the business?

- Nah, he crossed over the fence.

Doing that pimping hoe shit.

- Huh, ain't no money in that.

Ain't no real money in that.

Why don't you see if he wants to, uh, elevate his game?

- I've been trying to bring him back quite a few times,

but he not down with that.

- Offer him a discount.

Five keys, 400 grand, per se.

Not to mention I like what I see.

- Yeah, well, Flossy's not down with that.

- Oh, too bad.

(sighing) I'd love to have a piece of that.

- Hey, come on, Frenchie.

You know I ain't cool with that shit.

- Why? You cool with my dope.

I get it. (sighing)

- Tell you what.

I'ma go holler at him.

Wanna come with me?

- No, I don't wanna get my heart broken again.

Now go on, just handle my business, let me be.

- That hoe's getting so many phone calls,

I had to shut the phone off.

- I mean, I like the money she bringing in,

but she bringing too much heat, plus she new.

She don't know what ops to look out for.

- Shit, she brought in double though.

It's more than any of these other hoes.

- Yeah that true.

- Slow her down a notch.

Once we get her booked every other hour,

then we can take her photos off Black Page.

- I think that's smart.

- Darnell.

Damn bro, if your uncle can see you now.

He wanted so much more out of life for you

than working at a fucking (indistinct).

- I know. (groovy music)

- I mean, from washing cars to washing dishes.

What the fuck, man?

What you working so hard for?

- For a school trip.

I'm trying to take Shante with me.

- You need to make sure you working hard

for the right reasons.

Remember that shit I told you

in the restaurant nine years ago?

- Yeah, never trust a bitch.

(sighing) What can I get y'all?

- Here you go, man.

I got this shit memorized.

Let me get, uh, jerk chicken, rice and peas,

and a beef patty.

Trish?

- Uh, yeah, it's all good.

I'll just have what my brother's having.

- Let me get the jerk wings, rice and beans,

and I'll take some oxtails on the side.

- We all out of that oxtails, actually.

I'm sorry.

- All right, then. I'll take the patty.

- Thanks.

- Aight, I can do that.

I gotcha.

(tense music)

- Trish.

Every time I see you, you're more beautiful.

When you gonna let a nigga treat a queen like a queen?

- I do just fine, Black.

- Whatever you're making with your brother, I'll double it.

Fuck it, I'll triple it.

(tense music continues)

- Nah, you missing one thing, the word family.

I'm good.

- You know, uh, I picked up one of your hoes the other day.

Snow.

- Oh, really? (laughing)

- Yeah. She said shit moving slow.

Need a boost?

- Shit, the way the cops taxing me,

flood of bitches done went and roll over the internet.

Ain't like what it used to be.

Shit, how you holding up?

- The fuck you think?

I'm in the drug business.

All that money they make online,

fuck you think they spend it at?

- Drugs?

- God damn right, and business is popping.

If you were smart, you'd have them hoes turnin' tricks

and dropping the eight ball at the same time.

- Yeah, but you know, that ain't the business we in, Black.

- Time's are hard.

Even if I got to the game, I can't afford it.

- (chuckling) Flossy, come on, bro.

We grew up together.

We've got relations.

Tell you what, one second.

(tense music continues)

(Black laughing)

Today's your lucky day.

- We don't need no luck today, Black.

- How lucky?

- Ferdie, can I talk to you for a minute?

(tense music continues)

- I'll be right back, family shit.

(tense music continues)

- Drugs? - Really, sis?

I'm trying to handle some business.

- Come on, you know that's the same shit

that got our parents shot, Andre killed, your ass shot.

And how many times, Ferdie?

Think about this shit.

- Drugs is what took care of you out the foster home.

Drugs is what sent you to college.

- Okay. Okay, so shit is slow.

It's been slow before.

I know I'm not moving as much money through the business,

but shit, we alive, Ferdie.

- Look sis, one deal.

We build our bank.

We build our staple back to a sizeable number

and I, I promise we're done.

One time and we out.

I'm tired of struggling, man.

- Struggling? We family, Ferdie, we all we got.

Shit, at least we alive.

- So... - Come on.

Ain't we all eating?

- Sister, look at me, man.

The fuck am I here in these streets looking regular?

I'm Flossy P, I'm what they strive to be.

- You gotta drop that ego shit, okay?

That's what get niggas killed.

Don't be greedy.

- You done?

- Yeah. - You're my sister,

and don't forget this.

We're making money because I put this shit together.

So you let me do what I do, and you do what you do.

(suspenseful music)

I start with a kilo.

(Black chuckling)

What's funny?

- This ain't nickel and dime shit.

My boss over there says five keys minimum.

And he's giving you a discount.

100K for five keys.

- So why the discount?

- He likes you.

(tense music)

Five keys or nothing.

- Nah, I can't do it.

- Okay.

In that case, uh, your lunch is on me.

(tense music continues)

- Wait.

- Can I get y'all anything else?

- Yeah, give us some privacy, nigga.

- Scary-ass, leather jacket...

- Look, Flossy.

I'm the best cooker and (indistinct), you know this.

We can handle it.

(tense music)

- Do you know what?

I lost my appetite.

I'll be in the car.

(tense music continues)

- Give you a call in a few days.

Welcome to the big leagues.

And, uh, make sure you tell 'em to put your meal on our tab.

(tense music continues)

(door clicking)

- (chuckling) Nyla's gonna love this.

And it was on sale.

Yes.

(footsteps tapping)

Oh, she's gonna love it.

Okay.

Okay.

I will just leave this here for her.

Oh, she's gonna love this.

(suspenseful music)

Password, password.

Her birthday.

(phone clicking)

Demetrius' birthday.

Bingo.

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music continues)

(Nyla moaning)

- [Nyla] Larry.

(moaning) Larry. Larry.

Larry.

(gentle music)

? Have to go, have to go, have to go ?

? Have to go, have to go, have to go, have to go ?

? The end of the world at the palm of my hand ?

? When it all goes to hell, will you still be my friend ?

? My face to the sea and my back to the land ?

? If you can't come with me, ?

? I'll understand ? (Brandy crying)

? I'll understand ?

(Brandy crying)

? Can we meet in the dark ?

? We don't have to say much ?

? And if you have to go, have to go ?

? I'll understand ? ? If we didn't know ?

? What we know ?

? The end of the world at the palm of my hand ?

? When it all goes to hell, will you still be my friend ?

- Shit. I'll call you back, man.

I gotta take a piss, dog.

? My face to the sea and my back to the land ?

- Oh, shit.

Nyla? ? If you can't come with me ?

- What the fuck is going on here?

- Darnell, he was raping me.

- What? - Oh, shit.

- Man, where the fuck you going?

(Larry groaning) (Darnell grunting)

Don't touch my fucking sister! - No, stop!

(Darnell choking) (people hollering)

- Larry, please, stop, you're choking him!

- Mom, do something!

(people hollering)

(object thudding) (Larry groaning)

- Come here, Darnell, come here.

Are you okay?

Baby, are you okay?

Get up, get up.

Come on, come on. (Dranell groaning)

Get up, come on.

(Darnell coughing) - Mom, he was raping me.

- [Brandy] You shut the fuck up.

(gun banging) (people screaming)

- All you motherfuckers, get the fuck out of my house!

(Darnell coughing)

- Come on. - Get up. Get up.

- Get out!

? The end of the world at the palm of my hand ?

- Y'all happy now? ? When it all goes to hell ?

- How you gonna blame us? ? Will you still be my friend ?

- I'm not blaming us, I'm blaming you.

You know, you never liked him in the first place?

? My face to the sea ?

- You got your wish. ? And my back to the land ?

- We're fucking homeless.

? If you can't come with me ?

- Darnell, you cashed your check yet?

- Yeah.

- Give it to me.

- Mom, it's, it's for my trip.

- Give me the money, boy!

Fuck that trip.

You old enough to get us kicked out,

you old enough to pay some fucking rent.

- I didn't get us kicked out.

He was raping Nyla.

(Brandy laughing)

(gentle music)

- Now I know you got a low IQ,

but that don't make you fucking dumb.

He wasn't raping Nyla.

Nyla was raping him.

- You knew about this?

- Oh, you thought your little sister over here

was a virgin, huh?

Go ahead, Nyla.

Tell him.

Tell him how you never been touched before.

- Mom, stop it.

- No, because your stupid ass brother over here

thinks he wanna be Captain Save-A-Hoe.

You wanna save me, you wanna save her,

but you couldn't save her

when she got that fucking abortion, now could you?

- How did you know about this?

- Your fucking texts with Steve.

- What is she talking about?

- Yep.

Her and Steve was doing a lot more

than just playing video games,

and your little innocent fucking sister over here liked it.

(Nyla crying)

I walked in on 'em having sex.

Then she yelled rape.

Oh, and your password, you might wanna change that too,

because I also read the text between you and Steve

talking about how much you love him.

Pick your shit up.

(somber music)

(Darnell sighing)

- Mom.

- (sighing) What?

- I'm gonna fix all this when I become an astronaut.

(gentle guitar music)

(Brandy scoffing)

- Go to sleep.

? I was wading in the undertow ?

- [Brandy] Keep dreaming.

? Set adrift with feather-weight-like bones ?

? Unaware of where my heart would flow ?

? I was wading in the undertow ?

? Can't touch the bottom ?

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