All language subtitles for Todos los hombres de la Reina.S05E03.en

Tell me why you shot Madam?

I've never been to Eden.
[screams]

[Doc] Previously on
"All The Queen's Men..."

I'm going to get
this soon-to-be-dead

motherfucker that shot you.

[Quincy] I think I know who did
it. We about to come up.

You want to tell me where that
blood came from on your shirt?

Wait, wait,
I remember something.

A gray sedan across the street.

-[Blue] Gotcha.
-[Dime] Did you drink this?

-No, I didn't drink it.
-The cap is loose.

There's no way you should be
smoking right now.

Come pick me up.

I'm done
with this hospital shit.

[dramatic music]

Don't fucking move.

Why me? I don't want
to go out like this.

Madam, please
don't let her shoot me.

Tommy, this is the only way
that I will know

for certain. So just be still.

Go ahead, Blue.

-Any last words?
-Fuck you.

[scoffs] Love you too.

[gunshots]

[dramatic music]

-How the fuck...
-[gunshot]

[Blue] Madam?

Madam?

Madam.

Tommy, get up.

Get off the ground. Get up.

-[pants]
-You're fine.

I got you the same Kevlar vest.

-Made in your size.
-Mm-hmm.

Blue, this shit is heavy.

I can't wear this
under my clothes.

Thank you, but no.

Okay. You want to play
on offense.

Mm-hmm. What you got?

That's what I'm talking about.
This shit right here.

I got you a compact Uzi.

Military-grade handguns with
bullets that explode on impact.

And it's my favorite.

A wasp knife
that shoots out a ball of gas

into whatever you stab,
making it explode.

Oh, shit.

I can't wait to use this.

Yeah. I've set up
some targets in the field,

we oughta test them out.

-Ready?
-Okay.

-I'm gonna play with her.
-Hey-hey!

[gunshots]

I like this shit.
It's lightweight.

Okay.

I'll take all of it.

I don't know, though.
Somethin' still feels off.

Madam, you haven't tried
these yet.

Tommy, why are you
showing me these?

They remind me of my old .45.

I upgraded these, right after
I upgraded your truck.

Try it now.

[dramatic music]

[cocks gun]

[gunfire]

They automatic! [laughs]

That's what I'm talking about.

This is what the fuck
I'm talking about. Mm-hmm.

Put it back in my case,
I like this shit.

Okay.

[theme song]

* Yeah yeah yeah *

* They know not to play with me
they know I get it started *

* Asking will I take it easy?
Told 'em that it's hard *

* Asking will I quit?
Oh no sir I beg your pardon *

* They sayin' dat it's light
but I'll turn *

* This bitch to darkness *

* It go up
we don't play around *

* I won't play about
my dinero *

* Got some gangsters
in the cut now *

* And they're doing
what I say so **

[hip-hop music]

Your paraffin wax
is almost ready, Madam.

Thank you, Tommy.

So where are we
with this investigation?

Well, we had a suspect,
but he's no longer a suspect.

Blue's following up
on a few leads.

How's your memory?

Well, I can remember that

I don't know
who the fuck shot me yet.

I remember that.

Fair enough.

What do you think about hypnosis
or some MDMA therapy, Madam?

I know a shaman that can guide
you on a ayahuasca trip.

Look, I used to sell Molly
when I was 16, okay?

So I play with the shit a little
bit, but not from memory.

Now, the rest of that,
no, you can keep it.

[doorbell rings]

[instrumental music]

-Oh, good lord.
-God, it's raining out here.

This is nice.

The only thing worse than one,
is two ugly stepsisters.

-We're half-sisters.
-Mmh-hmm.

-He's so stupid.
-Whatever.

We brought Madam a casserole.

Oh, you must think I give a damn
about what y'all brought.

Move your Frankenstein looking
ass out the way. Marilyn!

-Don't go in bothering Madam.
-Marilyn! Marilyn!

Why are you two
barging into my home?

I'm trying to relax
and get a pedicure.

Well, that was her.
She's the loud one.

But we just, uh, we wanted
to make sure you were okay,

and we thought you might
want some food,

and I brought you a casserole.

I know you're lying.

-I cook for Madam.
-[scoffs]

You cook for her
and do her feet?

Well, that's not nasty.

Look who's talking.

I apologize, Madam.

I tried to contain
these animals,

but they came barging in.

Would you like for me to escort
them out, expeditiously?

No, no, it's okay, Tommy.

I will listen to what they have
to say. You can go.

Uh, I cannot believe
that you got shot.

When we heard about it, we just
been so worried about you.

Worried? Bitch, you're lying.

I can tell when you
started using proper English.

What the fuck
do you really want?

We... We want a better

relationship with you.

When we heard what happened,
like, we just...

We never know how much time
we have together.

Mm-hmm. And with daddy gone,
we're all we have.

It's all so tragic.

And it's a good thing
you survived.

I mean, are your affairs even
in order? Do you have a will?

[scoffs] Got it.

-Okay, so that's your angle.
-No, no, no, I'll...

Listen, okay, fortunate for me,

obviously unfortunate
for you two, I am still alive.

So, don't worry about my affairs
or my business.

All I'm saying is that opening
succession on your estate

would have
just been a nightmare.

We all need to have
our affairs in order.

We? I'm sorry,
but the last time I checked,

your affairs
burned to the ground.

-Marilyn--
-You know, I need to relax.

Y'all are fucking
pissing me off. Tommy!

Come escort them out, please.

I'm ready for my paraffin wax.

-Listen, I...
-Get your ass out.

One second. Can I just have
a moment with you privately?

What don't you understand
about get the fuck out?

Both of you. Go!

[sighs] All right.

Just call me.
I'll come pick that back up.

Thank you.

Please, daddy, can I suck it?

[upbeat music]

Yo.

Yo, I'm watching her
suck my dick, bruh.

Oh, this shit crazy.

Too bad I can't feel shit,
though.

Just for now.

I'm working on a new prototype
for women that has a toy

that users can connect
to with Bluetooth

and have an immersive
sexual experience.

Shit.

[phone beeps]

Who's blowing up your phone?

I don't know, man.

Bunch of random-ass numbers.
Tch.

Man, I'm about to turn
this ringer off, bro.

You good?

Doc? You good?

I'm good, man.
It's nothing, bro. It's nothing.

[hip-hop music]

[hip-hop song plays]

Madam's going to be happy
that we got

some new dances
for amateur night.

-Did you hear me?
-Yeah, uh, mm-hmm.

What's going on with you?

I didn't go through
with the abortion.

Why not? You changed your mind?

The call about Madam
interrupted it.

And then Amp found out.

He found out about
you and Big D?

No, just the pregnancy.

-So what you going to do now?
-I'm not sure.

If you don't plan
on keeping this baby,

you don't have much time
to make that decision.

Just something
to think about, okay?

All right.

[door opens]

How did you get past
my receptionist?

That is not important.
I'm here now.

How can I help you, Mayor?

[sighs]
I used to know your wife,

and I heard that you're a fixer.

And?

I think I may have
done something

while I was inebriated,
but I'm not quite sure.

I just don't remember.

In any event,
I need your assistance.

Okay. Well, tell me what you
think you might have done.

Last week, I woke up
with a gun in my bed,

and a lot of calls to Madam
that were unanswered.

Are you telling me you think
you might have shot Madam?

I don't know.

-That's why I called you.
-Where's the gun now?

-It's at home in my safe.
-Good.

I'll need you to get me that
as soon as possible.

And I'm assuming no one else
knows about this?

-Of course not.
-Good.

Let's keep it that way.
I'll be in touch.

So how much
will all of this cost me?

Don't concern yourself
with money, Mayor.

I prefer the good old-fashioned
barter system.

I'll need a few favors,
and you will provide them.

[dramatic music]

[grunts]

All right. You're up.

-Yo. You good?
-Yeah.

My bad, man.

I don't know.

This whole Dime-baby situation

just really got
my head spinning.

I'll bet, man.
How's that going anyways?

Not great.

Dime's not sure if she's really
ready for a kid,

and she definitely doesn't think
that we're ready to be parents.

She'll come around.

I mean, just think about it,
man, from her perspective.

She's carrying a baby.

All the responsibility's
gonna fall on her.

You can just dip out
at any time.

Fuego,
but that's the thing, bro.

She knows I would never do that.

No, you know that.

But she might have doubts.

I mean, bro,
it's a lot to take in.

And she might just
need some time

to feel secure
in your relationship.

Hey.

That takes time.

No matter how good
a relationship is.

[upbeat music]

Madam, the doctor said
no smoking.

Tommy, if you don't get your

sausage-ass fingers
out of my fucking face,

I'm gonna burn you
with my cigarette.

[doorbell rings]

Why the fuck do people
keep coming by my house?

-I'm not giving away shit.
-People love you, Madam.

They love me? Really?

Then why do they keep
disturbing me? Hmm?

[doorbell rings]

The fuck are you waiting for,
Tommy? Go get the door.

Yes, Ma'am.

Oh, no.

-What is it?
-No, no, no, no.

-Hell no. Hell no.
-What is it, Tommy? What is it?

[cocks gun]

[Tommy pants]

Give me one reason why I shouldn't
put a bullet in your head?

Well, hello to you too.

Your security has been
lacking lately, clearly.

So I brought you something
to help with that.

And I wanted
to tell you to your face,

that I had absolutely nothing
to do with your shooting.

-Really?
-Yeah.

You know that sounds
exactly like something someone

would say, that had something
to do with my shooting.

I just want to move forward
amicably. That's all, Madam.

Hence the dog.

Look at her, she's smart,

sleek, dangerous,

like someone else I know.

Her name's Mortelle,
which means deadly.

Well, I do love
a deadly black bitch.

- Trés bien.
-Good.

And you speak French that's the
language she was trained in.

Hey, man, get the dog.

Aller! Go on, motherfucker!
I said, Aller!

I hope you don't think that you
bringing me this fucking dog

is gonna make me forget
about all the shit you did.

I don't, but I think it's a step
in the right direction.

Hmm. The only direction
you need to step in

is towards the fucking door.

Fair enough.

[hip-hop music]

[knock on door]

[intense music]

[sighs]

This bitch is crazy.

[Carla humming]

-What are you doing?
-Taking a bubble bath.

What it look like
I'm doing, Toni?

Truthfully, looks like
you making a mess.

You got everything
in the wrong places.

The whiskey goes on the left.

The vodka goes on
the middle shelf.

Toni, I'm not worried
about that shit.

I got it where I need it,
so I can reach it.

So that's all
that matters to me.

Bitch, you never did know
any good liquor.

Tch. Let me see this.

-What are you doing?
-Working.

All right,
this is our family business.

It doesn't make sense
for me to be jobless as long as

we have it. So, I'm about
to organize it myself.

What makes you think
that I want you in here

getting on my nerves
every damn day?

[chuckles]
Girl, I'm here every day anyway.

You might as well let me help.

-Toni, uh-uh.
-Uh-huh. It's happening.

-What's this supposed to be for?
-There you go.

Since you want to work, that's
a rag so you can clean up.

You're not just going
to be in here redecorating.

And since
you want to work so bad,

let me let you know this.

The job pays minimum wage.

I'll take it. Shit.

-I ain't got--
-You don't really have a choice.

[hip-hop music]

Checkmate.

Oh, no.

What did Blue and Tommy do?

[dramatic music]

[phone vibrates]

-Blue?
-[Blue] Fuego.

I need you to do something.

You remember that footage
you got for us?

-Yeah.
- Some things ain't adding up.

I need you to double check
the date and time.

Give me a sec.

[keys clacking]

So, how's the investigation
going?

Still going,
which is why I'm calling you.

Got any more information
on that sedan?

Don't worry
about what we found.

-You see anything yet?
-Still checking.

Okay. I gotta go.

If you don't see
anything else, delete

the footage of the sedan.

Delete all the footage
from CCTV?

But that'll look
real suspicious.

No. You better be good enough

so that suspicion
doesn't fall back on you.

Got it. I'll delete it all.

[keys clacking]

What is this?

So my pick up order for Amp?

Um, it's still being prepared.

Uh, why don't you go ahead
and help the other customers?

I got him, okay?

Thank you.

Now, come on.

Don't be like that.
Come on. Come on.

-Please.
-Well...

Uh, just have a seat, please.

[inhales]

[sighs]

What?

Last time I saw you,
you was yelling at me

in the middle of the hospital
waiting room, so...

And as I remember it,

you were the one
with the raised voice.

-I'm not doing this with you--
-No, no, no!

Wait, just wait. Please.

Please. Just let me talk to you.

I just really want
to have my food and go.

It's gonna be ready
in a few minutes, okay?

[sighs] Look, Amp, I...

I realize that I overreacted
at the hospital.

Hmm.

And with Madam's situation...

it's taught me that...

we don't know
when our time is up.

Look, all I'm saying is
I would hate

for our last exchange
to be what it was.

Maybe you should have
thought about that before

you came to town acting
like an entitled little bitch.

Uh-huh.

All right, I'mma,
I'mma give you that,

'cause I know that you're upset.

But we...

have both been out of line.

And...

I would love...

nothing more than
to just move on and-and...

try to rebuild what we had.

Please.

-Amp?
-No, how about I just, um...

How about I just move on?

[sighs]

"Baby Prep 101?"

Ahh. Wait, is...

Is Allison pregnant?

[chuckles] Oh, my God.

-This is so exciting, uh--
-Thank you.

[scoffs] It's crazy
that you're so excited

about being a grandmother,
when you're doing

such a terrible job
at being a real mother.

-Yeah.
-Amp.

Amp, wait.

Shit.

[upbeat music]

Okay. It has been a week since
the Marilyn DeVille shooting,

and unfortunately,
any leads that we have had

have now gone cold.
Nobody's talking, guys.

I need you all to get out there,

canvass the area,
talk to your informants,

get any information that you can
get about this shooting.

Okay?
Thank you. You're dismissed.

Nyema.

Make me happy,
tell me that a second look

at the evidence
from Madam's case came up

with some kind of a fingerprint
or DA evidence, something.

I'm sorry.
I'm not here about that.

I did some research,
and the statute of limitations

for what Doc
did to me is two years.

So we still have
plenty of time to nail him.

Whoa, Nyema.

Are you still focused on that?

Yes. It's important to me.

I know. I know, and I get it.

And I want to help you,
but you have to be realistic.

Realistic, that he's going
to pay for drugging me,

that justice will be served?

We know that Doc bought
PCP from a drug dealer,

and we know that
it was found in your system,

but we can't prove
that he's responsible for it.

I thought you were on my side.

I am. No, I am on your side.

But the reality is,
it's not what you know.

It's what you can prove.

-But--
-No, no. No buts.

Nyema, listen to me, okay?

No DA is gonna take your case.

Just be grateful
that you got your job back.

Keep your head down, do
your job, and let this thing go.

-Okay.
-Okay?

[hip-hop music]

Aren't you supposed
to be resting?

Blue, don't come in here
talking about

that resting shit
right now, please.

All right.
Just looking out for you.

-What's this?
-This is a real estate grid.

I'm considering
buying some property.

I thought you were
going to fall back

after that whole
daycare thing.

Yeah, well, considering
the daycare thing,

and the fact that Eden is
temporarily out of commission,

I need to expand and diversify.

I get it. So what's the plan?

I plan on buying
and running a marijuana farm.

-That's a good idea.
-Mm-hmm.

And it's about to be
legal in Georgia,

so you're getting ahead
of the curve. It's smart.

Mm-hmm. It is. Now, look.

You see this area right here?

Right here is where I'm gonna
put a processing center.

Now, over here,
is where I will grow

and cultivate the marijuana,
right?

So you have this and this,
which means

that all the rest
of this land here

is left for us to do whatever
the fuck we want to.

So you got someone to grow
and cultivate the marijuana?

You know you're going
to need an expert.

Mm-hmm. I do.

I actually have
the perfect person. Smoke.

Smoke? That crazy motherfucker?

Yeah. Believe it or not,

Smoke knows anything and
everything there is to know

about cultivating marijuana.

It's actually what keeps him
from going off the rails.

Mm. Well...

Looks like
you got it figured out.

I do.

But there is one hitch.

I need to convince the owner of
this property to sell it to me.

Now, you know you ain't got
no problem being persuasive.

[chuckles] I appreciate
your vote of confidence.

That is something nice.
Look at all of this.

I can bury a nigga right here.

[dramatic music]

[sighs]

I was surprised
to get your message.

And intrigued.

How can I help you, Alonzo?

Did you know there's footage of
your car near Eden

the night Madam was shot?

I would imagine there's footage
of my vehicle

all over Atlanta that night.

So it was just a coincidence.

You think I had something to do
with Madam's shooting.

Did you?

She's still breathing,
isn't she?

For your sake.
I hope you're telling the truth.

For my sake. That's cute.

You're an intelligent man.

But why bring me
this information?

Are you trying to gain
some sort of leverage or...

blackmail? What is it?

I don't want to be responsible
for any more bloodshed.

If I can prevent another war,
even better.

-Is that it?
-Not quite.

If I find out you're lying
about your involvement

in Madam's shooting, or if
anything should happen to me,

I've arranged
for a copy of that file

to be sent to the Georgia Bureau
of Investigations.

Fair enough.

I respect your integrity.

Not everyone in Madam's
immediate circle

still has their
moral compass intact.

One more thing.

If you ever decided to...

extricate yourself
from that world

and really use
your primary resource?

You know where to find me.

[sighs]

Hey, change of plans.

We're gonna have to
postpone our business.

Apparently, I have
a few more loose ends

to tie up than I anticipated.

[hip-hop music]

Now, who washed these dishes?
They still look dirty.

Oh, no, no. Uh-uh.

I already told Tommy greedy-ass
I don't have no crab cakes

and I'm not gonna have none
till next week.

This ain't about food.

This is a receipt from a man
that said that he ate here

the night that Madam got shot.

Now, I need to see the footage
two hours before

and two hours
after this time stamp.

For what?

Just give me the footage, Carla.

I don't have it, Blue.

The camera's reset
every 24 hours.

[sighs] Can you at least tell me
anything

about the man that ate here?

Blue, I can barely remember

what the special's
gonna be today.

You think that I remember
what man ordered

the-the key lime pie in, uh...

Last week? Uh-uh.

I don't know. Anyway, no.

I told you what I know.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I got a dinner rush and I gotta
get ready for the customers.

[sighs]

Asking me some ridiculous shit.

What did somebody
order last week?

That made me want
to fix myself a drink. Shit.

[sighs]

So, Swiss.

-How you know my name?
-Your name tag.

How long you been working here?

One month? Two?

About that.

Anyone else work the valet
stand, or is it just you?

Did you lose
your ticket or something?

Because I can help you
find your car.

All you gotta do
is just give me a description.

Nah, I was just wondering

if there's always an attendant
near the valet stand.

Those car keys
don't look too secure.

[dramatic music]

Happy now?

Ecstatic. Thank you.

[hip-hop music]

[Tommy] Arms all the way up.

Up. Up. Stretch.

Down slowly.

Two, three, four.

All the way down.
Two, three, four.

Good job, Madam. Again.

Tommy, how much longer
do I have to do this bullshit?

Not that much longer, Madam.

It helps strengthen
your core muscles

and improve circulation.

There's nothing wrong
with my fucking circulation.

Or anything else
for that matter, you know,

take this shit. Here.

Take this fucking ball
to wherever it came from.

I'm done with this
physical therapy bullshit.

But, Madam.

Yes, Madam.

I'm going to shower
and get ready

for the grand reopening of Eden.

-Wait. You're going?
-Yes, I'm going.

There's no grand reopening
without me. I am fucking Eden.

But, Madam, I think you should
stay home and get your rest

so that you can heal properly,
plus, didn't the doctor

just say, that you should be
staying home?

Tommy, Tommy, how many times

do I have to tell all of you
motherfuckers?

I am fine. Okay?

Shit. Fuck.

Madam, you've got to be
more careful.

I'm fine. I'm fine!

Just give me a second.

-I'll be right back.
-Fuck.

I've been waiting on the right
moment to give you this.

Eight rubies, six sapphires...

and the finest ebony
from Cameroon...

finished with a Fritz handle
and pewter collar.

I made it myself.

This is beautiful, Tommy. It is.

And I must say
it's a very nice gesture,

but, um, I'm not a blue-haired
old lady, okay?

I'm not walking around
with a fucking cane.

Of course not, Madam.

But this is no ordinary cane.

Let me demonstrate
a few of its finer points.

Oh, shit.

It shoots gas out of
the front of the handle.

Okay. I can get with that.

It also...

Oh.

Turns into a taser.

Okay, Tommy.

I see you.

-Maybe I will wear a cane.
-[chuckles]

Or a walking stick, as you say.

Nice. Lemme see.

-Thank you.
-You're welcome, Madam.

[sighs]

[hip-hop music]

[beeping]

[intense music]

Quin-Quincy!

I'm thinking either the classic
Porsche 911 or the BMW XM.

Man, where you getting
all that kind of money from?

'Cause I know you ain't pulling
down more than me in here.

Shit, I'm about to come up
on some reward money.

The only reward money
I heard about

is who got information
on who shot Madam.

-You shot Madam?
-No, nigga.

But I might know who did.

-Are you serious?
-Yep.

And I plan on turning in the gun
for the reward money.

You got the gun?

Wait.

Aren't you staying with
that Mayor lady that used to

come in all the time,
Miss Tandy?

Are you saying
Miss Tandy shot Madam?

Shh. Keep your voice down.

I ain't saying anything.

Man, you sitting on a gold mine.
Forget that reward money.

You could get more money
out of Tandy

if you play your cards right.

How you figure?

Tch. If I was fucking her,

I'd be pulling 20 stacks
out of her pockets a week.

Nigga, hold on.
'Cause guess what?

If you be dicking her down
right, she'll be acting right.

Trust, she cool on that front.

Then capitalize on that shit.

All I'm saying is you could get
more money out of her

in the long run playing her,
than worry about

some little one time
reward money.

Hey, Trouble.
You heard from Rayshon?

I haven't been able
to hit him for a minute.

Nigga, who was you talking to?
I'm VIP and you ain't.

So you need
to get on up out of here.

I'm still waiting on my child
support. Tick-tock, Pops.

You ain't getting shit from me,
boy.

I think the judge
will say different.

[hip-hop music]

[Anoush] What are you
drinking there?

It has been a really long day.
And I'm really not...

-Anoush?
-No.

No, no. No need to speak.
Just listen to me.

We did what you asked, yet
we haven't received our money.

I know.

Then you know that
that's a problem.

I do and I'm gonna
get you your money,

I promise I just need
a little more time.

Well, time wasn't
part of the deal.

Look, I thought I was gonna come

into some cash,
but plans changed.

Look, we know things didn't go

as you expected,
but that's how life works.

Hmm.

Next time I see you,
you better have

more for me than just an excuse.

[sighs]

[hip-hop music]

-I need you to move your car.
-Uh...

I was here first, Miss Lady.

-Deal with it.
-You're obviously not disabled.

I don't see no wheelchair badge

hanging from
your mirror either so?

Look I'm not about to go
back and forth with you.

Move your car.

And what you gonna do
if I don't? Hmm?

Crippled bitch.

[dramatic music]

[screams]

Ow! Ahh!

You can keep the parking space.

-Shit.
-You the crippled bitch now.

[screams] Fuck.

[screaming] Fuck.

Fuck this.

[cries] Oh, my god. Shit.

[upbeat music]

All right, roll call.

-What is he doing here?
-Relax.

He's still an amateur,
but he has been here for a while

so I want him in here for this.

-Where's Fuego?
-He must be running late.

-Late?
-Yeah.

Y'all know I don't play
that late shit.

Blue, when Fuego gets here

let him know
he is not dancing tonight.

-Remind me to fine his ass.
-Yes, Madam.

All right, fellas.
Y'all looking good.

Happy to see y'all haven't been
slacking on your time off.

You look really good too, Madam.

I'm really happy
to have you back.

Thank you, Amp.
And thank you to all of you.

Now, I know that

it's been a little difficult
with the club closed.

So I want to tell you
I appreciate

your patience
through this process.

Anything for you, Madam.

Thank you, Night.
And I'm glad you said that.

Because tonight
I need you to go out there.

I need you to give these women
everything that they want.

-Fulfill all of their fantasies.
-Sure.

You all are the men of Eden.

And that includes you, Trouble.

Now, we have been through hell.
And hell is hot.

But Eden is hotter.

Do y'all think
y'all can go out there

and do this routine
without Fuego?

Yeah, I think
we can work it out.

Good.

All right. Let's get out.

-Let's get it on.
-Thank you.

Yes, Madam.

Boy? What's going on
with you two?

Nothing.

Nothing?

All right.
Well, keep it that way.

I do not need
any of your toxic shit

fucking up my business.

Got it?

-Yes, Madam.
-Yes, Madam.

All right. We're back.
Let's get this money.

I've got to get to work.
What do you want from me?

I want to know what happened
to Rob and Bernie.

I already told you I don't know
who you're talking about.

Don't play dumb with me,
Mr. Garcia.

You know exactly
what I'm talking about.

And their last
known location was here.

I don't have
any more information for you.

[sighs] We'll do it...

the hard way.

-[grunts]
-[screams]

[women cheering]

Give it up. Give it up!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Wait, wait. Hold up.

One moment.

I think
we might have a blackout.

[indistinct chatter]

Ooh.

[clamoring]

[cheering]

[upbeat music]

Welcome back, ladies!

I have missed
all of your beautiful faces.

[all] Whoo!

Now, tonight we are all queens.

So I need you to

release your inhibitions
and your dollars

-Whoo.
-Yeah.

Are y'all ready
for some visual stimulation?

[all cheer]

Prepare to immerse yourself
in the Garden of Eden.

[women cheering]

[singing in foreign language]

* Want it all I won't leave
a breadcrumb *

* Bitch what? I thought
a nigga said somethin' *

* Thought a nigga
said somethin' *

* G Block
all we know is redrum *

* Redrum redrum
redrum redrum *

* G Block
all we know is redrum *

* Redrum redrum
redrum redrum *

* Nigga all we know is
* Redrum

* Ridin' in the back
it's a May *

* 32 shots in the K *

* Marathon I really run the A *

* Say you touched me
how Sway? *

* Graveyard that's
where the opps stay *

* Hypnotize
they do what I say *

* 21 niggas don't play *

* My Glock Gen5 said hey *

* Take my chopper everywhere
that's bae *

* Get your ass out the car
you're givin' trade *

* We been spinnin'
through they hood all day *

* Niggas say they outside
okay okay *

* I can't let a bitch play me
no way **

[cheering]

[instrumental music]

[hip-hop song plays]