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Help.

Your actions put into motion effect

that eventually all come back to you.

It's called karma.

[Madam] Karma is a bitch.

But you see me... I am that bitch.

Previously on All the Queen's Men.

- Who you think did this? - Could be anybody.

Madam does have a lot of enemies.

I warned you, Madam.

[Madam] Someone put a price on my head.

So I want their heads cut completely the fuck off.

I think I know who did it. Your boy toy flipped on you.

I need your assistance.

How much will this cost me?

I'll do a few favors and I will provide them.

Anything that affects you, affects the baby.

I can't see my future without you.

Will you marry me?

I'm working on a new virtual reality experience.

Whoa.

I have never seen anything like that.

I'd like to take you out on a date.

- Holy shit. That's Rayshon. - [gunfire]

All right, roll call.

Now we have been through hell.

The next time you try to come in my life-

I'm bipolar.

- What is your gun situation? - Oh, you know I'm straight.

The hell is hot.

This is for Rashad.

[screaming]

Eden it's hotter.

Let's get this money.

[indistinct] I just need a little more time.

- It's unfortunate. - [shouting]

I found your shooter.

[chainsaw whirring]

[screaming]

- [Carla crying] - Speak.

The fuck is wrong with you?

Why would you cut my fingers off?

But you lucky it wasn't your fucking head.

It ought to be.

You're a fucking psycho, Marylin,

Like this is not all me.

We plannned this together.

Bitch, I would not plan a party with you.

Why would I plan on you shooting me?

I don't know.

Was your idea. Was all your idea, Marilyn.

Madam, what she's talking about?

This whole lie, she's trying to save her life.

Lay the tarp down.

'Bout to bleeding this bitch like a fucking pig.

No, Merylin. Listen to me. Listen.

Please, please, please listen.

I'm not a liar. You know it.

You know I wouldn't lie to you.

You came up with this.

You came up with this evil plan.

You did it. Motherfuck.

[theme music playing]

? 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 [darkness] ?

? It go up, we don't play around ?

? I won't play about my dinero [dinero] ?

? Got some gangsters in the cut now [cut now] ?

? And they're doing what I say so ?

[sobbing]

What do you mean that I came up with a plan?

Merilyn, you called me after the groundbreaking ceremony.

[sobbing]

When they found the bodies.

You came up with this bullshit ass plan.

And I told you.

I said, okay, I'll help you. I'll help you.

I even asked you what about Blue and Tommy.

You said, you'd take care of it. You said to sneak in.

You would look at the security camera like you were surprised.

Carla, this just sounds stupid.

I know. I know.

That's why I didn't wanna to do it.

But you said, you'll gimme ten grand.

And you said, it's easy money.

It's easy money.

Madam, what is she talking about?

I don't know.

This bitch is lying.

I'm not.

I'm not doing this shit with you.

[indistinct] please. Please, please.

Old man Townsend?

Wait, the guy that lived up the street when we were kids?

When we were kids and we broke his window.

And I was gonna tell him kind of like the truth about it,

but you said no. You took the glass and you...

You cut your arm. You said.. You said, "Daddy."

"Daddy would care more about your army guys."

Then us breaking that window.

And you said, they mean shooting you would be just like that.

Look, I don't have a lot of time.

I need your help with something.

Why would I do anything for you?

Because your greedy ass loves money, that's why.

Ah, well, how much you talking about?

I got ten G's for you.

- Okay, I'm listening. - You got your gun on you?

Mm-hmm. Never leave home without it.

Good. I need you to bring it down to Eden.

Why? Oh, no.

See, it sound like you're trying to pin the murder on me.

Now, I'm not about to do that for no

10,000 measly dollars.

Maybe 100,000.

I'm not planning a murder on you, Carla.

I need you to shoot me.

- What? - You heard me.

No, no, no. Now this sound like a setup if I ever heard one.

It's not a setup. I just need a plush rule.

- That's it. - Why?

Between my trial and this daycare shit,

my public image is down.

Nothing makes people love you more

than feeling sorry for you.

Marilyn you're one crazy bitch.

Now, this is a hell of a way to get public sympathy.

Look, bitch, I don't need your fucking opinion, okay?

Are you in or not? I don't have a lot of time.

Shit.

Madam.

She's telling the truth.

[Carla] I told you. I told you. I told you.

I told you motherfuckers I wasn't lying.

And you beat me.

And you cut my fingers.

[Carla stammering] You could... You could... No.

[whispering] Oh, shit.

Tommy, pick her fingers up, put them on ice.

Get her to the hospital.

[crowd] Say yes, say yes, say yes!

Say yes, say yes, say yes!

Dime,

you gotta say something.

Oh, my God. Yes!

[all cheering]

Is this motherfucker proposal instead of making money?

Looks like it.

Some people just don't know how to prioritize.

He just knocked out.

I told y' all my hands was real.

- Don't fuck with me. - We know now.

Y' all get out.

- Give us some space. - Hey, hey, hey.

And if any of y' all snitch,

I'mma do you just like I did him. Feel me?

You fucking killed him.

No, he can't be dead.

Hey. Hey, Titus, get up.

Hey, quit playing, yo.

Quit. Hey, Titus.

Fuck. Hey, don't just stand there.

Go get some help.

Man, the only help you need is a good lawyer. That nigga's dead.

Fuck. Go get some help, man.

Shit.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Ms. Toni.

Ms. Toni. Hey, hey.

Ms. Toni. Hey, hey. Oh, my God.

Ms. Toni.

Hi.

- Are you okay? - I'm good.

- Come on. - I'm good.

Wait, wait. You don't look good.

I'm fine. I'm fine. Ebony, it's okay.

Well, hold on. I'm gonna call 911.

No, no, no, no. I'm fine. I'm okay. I'm okay.

- [knocks on door] - Come in.

I got Amp and Dime.

Hey, lovebirds. Have a seat.

Congratulations.

- Thank you. - Thank you, Madam.

Dime, would you like some champagne?

No, she good.

Nigga, you ain't even married yet.

You already bossing her around.

- It's fine. - So, no.

- [Dime] I'm good. - Okay.

Well, I do love love,

but you do know that love does not make money, right?

I don't understand what you're talking about, Madam.

Women come to Eden for a fantasy.

So you deciding to propose to Dime in front of

all my fucking customers, That kills the fantasy.

My bad. I didn't even think about it.

[Madam] I'm sure you didn't think about it.

You're obviously too caught up in the rapture of love.

Yeah, I'm sorry, Madam.

No, I'm sorry. Love is a good thing.

I'm speaking to you as a boss and a business owner.

As your loved one.

I'm happy to have you a part of the family, Dime.

Thank you, Madam.

I hope your tips can take care of your new wife.

Yeah. Madam, can I talk to you secretly about that?

This conversation is over. You're on the clock.

- What the y' all do? - I ain't do nothing.

It was an accident. You gotta help me, bro.

Help you? What about him?

Ain't nothing y' all can do for this young. He dead.

Tell me something I don't know.

- We gotta call the cops. - Ah, no. Madam gonna kill us.

- We should at least tell Madam. - Are you crazy?

Madam will torture us, then kill us.

We gotta think to something else.

All right, all right. Here's what we gonna do.

Quincy, go run to my car

and grab the duffel bag out the back seat.

Is there something in the bag we can wrap him in?

Nah, we gonna put him in the duffel bag.

This nigga can't fit no duffel bag.

We gonna make him fit.

Fuck!

I hate to break up the happy couple.

Dime, can I talk to you for a second?

Sure.

- Okay. Yes. - See you too.

- It's beautiful, isn't it? - It's a big ass ring.

- It's perfect. - Dime, what are you doing?

Does Amp even know that you might-

Shh.

Why can't you just let me be happy?

Cause your happiness is built on a lie.

Well, it's not necessarily a lie.

This could be Amp's baby.

But he doesn't know that it might not be.

Okay, Blue, why? Why are you doing this?

So does this mean you're keeping the baby?

- I don't know. Blue. - Do you know anything?

I know I have a man who loves me and wants to be with me.

Just let me have my fucking moment.

That's the thing, Dime. It's not just a fucking moment.

Why are you doing this to me, Blue?

I thought that you were my girl.

I am. But I care about Amp too.

And I hate to see you do him like this.

Does he even know that you had sex with Big D?

I'm gonna tell him.

You better do it soon because this has gotten out of control.

What?

Come on, D. Where are you?

Shit.

What the fuck?

About time. It's fucking cold out here.

Better be glad I'm even helping your ass.

- Where's Quincy? - I think he bailed.

Well, if it's just the two of us, we better get to work.

Grab that duffel bag. You can start chopping up the body.

Me? I gotta chop him up?

You killed him.

Focus on the joints.

What, like chop him on his joints?

Yes. Trouble. It's easy to break them down at the joints

than cutting through a thick ass bone.

Use your head.

I ain't never done nothing like this before.

- I don't know what to do- - Look, this is your problem.

I said I'd help, but you can't expect me to do everything.

Shit, man.

And it's got to be done before the sun come up.

So chop, chop. Literally.

- [Trouble grunts] - [body thudding]

[Trouble retching]

[Trouble spits]

Get yourself together.

I'm going to set up the wood chip.

Yo, listen up for a quick second. Y' all gonna eat.

Listen, I really want to thank y', all, man.

Like, for just helping me celebrate.

Most beautiful and amazing woman.

For saying yes to me, man.

Thank you for the bottom of my heart,

I couldn't appreciate it more and now I'll sit down.

Aw, baby. Thank you.

Man, we can't celebrate with no water. This shit bad luck.

What's he supposed to do? He's an alcoholic.

He can have juice, unlike the rest of us.

I got all the sugar I need... Right here.

- Jesus. - Hey, swings up your glass, man.

Do a toast.

Look, congrats, y'all. And remember, Dime's our girl,

so don't make us have to fuck you up, all right?

Mm-hmm. That's right. Keep him in line, Doc.

That won't be necessary. For the real deal.

- I love you guys. - [Amp] Yeah, man. Thank you.

We love you, too Fuego.

What the fuck is you doing?

It's supposed to make them kiss.

- I seen it in the movies - Dumbass.

- That's at a wedding. - Oh, Well, kiss, anyway.

- Yeah. - Yes.

Look, congrats on all that.

For the people who really wanted to celebrate,

we have some real liquor, not this bubbly juice.

Ain't nobody stopping you from doing you, bro.

Bar right there.

- Oh, bet. - Mm-hmm.

Ah, can you bring us some champagne? The good stuff.

- Thank you. - Somebody got money?

I'll be right back. Headed to the lady room.

Oh, my... Toni? Oh, my God.

- What happened to you? - Oh, it's nothing, honey.

It's nothing. I'm fine.

No, your face is all cut and bruised up. That is not nothing.

It's just... A little embarrassing, that's all.

What's embarrassing?

Well, I've taken a new medication,

and it made me a little dizzy,

so I fell down some stairs at the house, so.

Those bruises look really bad.

You need to go to the hospital.

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

I do not. I am fine, honey.

You know what? Let's just move on from that.

Talk about something happier, like,

like this ring on your finger.

Congratulations.

Are you guys here celebrating?

- Yes. - Good. Good, good, good.

You know what? Order anything you want.

It's on the house. Okay.

I'm so happy for y'all.

Promise you're not gonna say anything?

I just buried a body with you.

That would make me an accomplice.

Why would I say shit?

You think Quincy will say anything?

I don't know what that fool might do.

All I know is ain't nobody gonna find this nigga right here.

Hand me them metal springs.

What are those for?

You see, this is your safety net.

If any animal comes smelling out the grave

and start digging shit up,

they gonna get caught by these springs and stop digging.

Damn.

You really thought of everything, huh?

I ain't trying to catch no charge.

You know what?

I can take it from here.

- You can go. - You sure?

Yeah.

You've done a lot already, so thanks D.

I'm really sorry.

You didn't deserve for this to happen.

RIP.

So good, huh?

Hey, I need to talk to you.

Oh, shit. Just say yes, honey.

What's up?

Well, I saw your mom.

You should go check on her. She's not looking good.

- Are you serious? - Yeah.

- I'll be right back. - Okay.

[energetic music]

What?

Bitch, my hand is what? Cut my fucking fingers off.

Well, the doctor said they reattached well.

What's up, Marilyn?

I'm not in the mood for visitors and-

Give me a good hand, Carla.

And there's a lot more where that came from.

There better be, bitch.

And this better be all Ben Franklin's

looking back at me. Ah!

No, you got a whole lot of attitude.

But may I remind you,

I asked you to shoot me in the shoulder, not my fucking chest.

Just because I stay strapped don't mean I'm a sharpshooter.

May I remind you, you shot me in the shoulder?

That wasn't a part of the plan.

Ass.

Well, I guess I'm not a great sharpshooter either.

Because I was aiming for your face.

Bitch.

[sighs] I'm glad you didn't die.

- May I? - Yeah. Thank you.

And I.. Am glad that you did not bleed out.

Do you remember when we were kids, there was a girl named...

What was her name? Cynthia Andrews.

You remember her from the seventh grade?

You stabbed that bitch with a pencil.

Hey, I'm had to put you out.

Listen, she swore she was gonna bleed out.

Oh, man.

Yeah, but if I remember correctly,

you were the one who set her hair on fire

at her birthday party.

With the birthday candles and everything, right?

Oh, my God, I did do that.

You did! You always choosing violence.

What? Wait, hey, she threatened to whoop your ass, remember?

Yeah, but she was burning around there looking

like a comic strip character,

That held Halo around.

Okay, okay.

If I remember correctly, though, I was defending you, right?

She wasn't gonna whoop my ass. I mean, she might have.

I'm Teflon. You see? Ain't nothing changed.

Obviously.

You know I owe Blue an ass whooping.

- She told you she snuck me. - It's blue. What do you expect?

Yeah, I'm gonna bark up the wrong tree, baby.

- Yeah, well. - Don't do that.

Get Tommy ass too. You know he wants some pussy. He like me.

- That's his problem. - You think so?

- Yeah. - Okay.

I swear everybody like your ass.

They do. Ah! Damn it.

- It's okay. - Yeah.

I bet you can count that money with that good hand.

Might as well.

- I already done counted it. - Exactly.

Man, is that glue?

Why are you making it so difficult for us to be together?

Ugh, you're really doing this to me.

This will do it.

Mm, I guess neither of us is getting in tonight.

See you later, love. Bye.

This bitch.

Hey. What are you doing?

Ah, just trying to get in my apartment.

You don't live there.

You're just trying to break in.

If you don't get out of here, I'm gonna call the police.

Oh, now you wanna be neighborhood who watch?

But you didn't wanna stick your nosy ass head

out here when I was getting stabbed, did you?

Oh, yeah, that was you? Sorry.

So you're telling me I can't do anything

about this squatter in my house?

So what if I change the locks?

Okay, fine. Turn the electricity off.

I can go get a hotel room.

I, I can be arrested?

That's asinine. You know what? Never mind.

I'll take care of it myself.

- Good morning, Mayor Wilson. - Oh my goodness.

It hasn't really been that great of a morning, sir.

What can I do to help you, Mr. Damascus?

It has come to my attention that Marilyn Deville

has purchased some land in Douglasville.

Why do our roads lead back to Madam?

I'm sorry, that's been your experience,

but that's not my concern.

I'm here to collect on the favor.

- A favor? - It's actually a debt.

I was being nice.

I thought that you would send me a bill and we'd be done

with all of that business.

You thought wrong. We are operating

on the barter system, remember? So here we are.

Okay, fine.

What do you want to know about the property in Douglasville?

Shit.

[clears throat] You know, it's something fishy

going on around here, but I can't...

Can't quite put my finger on it.

Very funny, bitch. What do you want?

I wanna know how you lost your fingers.

I mean, I know who you left the police precinct with.

Do I need to call Blue and Tommy to come in for questioning?

Now you wanna be so vigilant? No.

What you can do is mind your business

and get the fuck out my room.

But see, that's just it, Carla. You are my business now.

Because apparently you have

jumped up to the top of my list of

suspects in your sister's shooting.

I normally like being on top, but in this case,

I don't know what the fuck you're talking about.

Did Blue and Tommy do this to you? Hmm?

For shooting their precious little Madam?

Or did she do it to you herself?

You think I would shoot my own sister?

The same sister that stabbed you in the chest?

Hell yeah, I think you would shoot her.

And I think she would chop off your fingers in retaliation.

Wow. Detective Davis,

I don't know how you were raised, but I felt.

On what? A chainsaw...

Yeah. Full of jokes?

But unfortunately, It hurts to laugh.

So I'm gonna have to ask you to get the fuck out my room.

Okay, enough with the dramatics-

Nurse.

You can lie all you want, Carla, go ahead.

But believe me, the truth always comes out.

I'll come back and check on you later.

I'm sure you'll need a hand. [laughs]

Please, God. Pick up the phone.

The number you have dialed has been disconnected.

Shit.

How did I not see this before?

Let's see...

...What a reverse image search shows.

Lord Sparacio.

[keys clacking]

Oh my God.

What about that?

Detective Davis, I wanted to thank you

for talking me off the ledge the other day.

That whole Doc thing has me twisted.

But thank God I'm done with that fuck boy.

The important thing is that you've moved on.

Yeah, you're right.

At least I made it out of the club before he raped me.

You know, I really don't think that things

would have escalated that far.

I'm pretty sure that his only motives were to help Madam.

I don't know. You didn't see the way

he was always looking at me.

[phone buzzing]

- Chief Lucas. - I wonder what he wants.

That must be serious. I'll let you handle that. Mm.

Davis. Chief Lucas. Yes.

[Blue] Just give the dog a treat. Tommy.

Tommy, stop being so fucking dramatic and feed the dog.

Give the dog the treat. Stop being so scared.

I can't help the way I feel, Blue.

Tommy, you know when you can smell punk bitch

on a nigga and you go in on him.

Cause you know he ain't gonna do shit.

Yes. So?

That's what the dog smells on your ass. Punk bitch.

- Ain't no punk bitch, Blue. - Feed the dog the treat.

Ow. He bit me.

- He bit me, Madam. - He did not bite you.

That was a small nip. Let me see.

It's a nip. Move.

I get it anything to get away from this hellhound.

Mortel.

Blue, take Mortel out.

Come on, Tommy. Let's get this treat shit down.

Get her leash.

What do you want?

Now, is that any way to talk to your new landlord?

The fuck you talking about, landlord?

I stopped by to let you know that I now own

the land that your farm is on.

Hmm. It's impossible. I own the land and the farm.

No, you own the farm as of 10am this morning.

I now own that land.

Didn't your attorney tell you that the farm

you bought was on a leased parcel of land?

Okay, so what are you trying to say?

Nothing. Just happy to be back in business with you, Madam.

Oh, and we're increasing your rent.

Bonjour, Madam.

That right there is how much you owe me for my car.

What about G?

I ain't touch your sensible ass vehicle.

Man. Yes, you did.

I seen you on the security cameras,

fucking my shit up, crying like a little bitch.

Who's crying now? Can you hear how you sound?

It sound like I'm about to beat the shit down your leg.

You can either pay me in cash or I'mma punch it up out your ass.

I'll let you check out my child support.

- Hey, yo, be Cool, man. - Don't touch me, man.

Look, I ain't paying you shit.

And you definitely not beating my ass.

Okay, that's how you want to play it, right?

See? Knew his punk ass wasn't going to do nothing.

Yo, old boy just slashed your tires.

Fuck, this motherfucker.

Now, you know I'm not a fan of it popping, but since it's you.

Oh, you gonna act a little hard to get, huh?

I don't mind working for it now, but come on.

Kenny, stop. Not right now.

Oh, what's wrong?

I got reprimanded at work today.

- For what? - For being out with you.

Apparently when we were out the other night,

someone saw us and they went back and told my higher ups.

- Who? - I don't know who.

And it doesn't matter.

Listen, I cannot compromise my career for this.

I bet this shit all because I'm a dancer, ain't it?

No, it's because you're a dancer at Eden.

Because of all the bullshit that you know

that Madam's involved in.

Look, what Madam does has nothing to do with me.

But it has everything to do with me.

I have dedicated my entire life's work to this.

I can't just throw it all away.

Look, I feel you.

But we can make this work. Bea like...

No, we can't. No.

Cause I don't want to be in a relationship that we gotta

constantly look over our shoulders every time

we're outside of this apartment.

So this is it? Just one date and you're done?

- I'm sorry, Kenny. - Yeah, me too.

Oh, come on. What were we thinking?

Did we really think this relationship was gonna work?

Look, I don't know about you, but I know for me,

I'm not gonna be able to handle you being a dancer.

Not at Eden or anywhere else for that matter.

Look, we were just having sex. It was fine.

But it's different now because there's feelings involved.

So, so you have feelings for me?

- What? It doesn't matter. - No, it matters.

- It doesn't matter? - No, it matters.

- It doesn't matter, - Petrina, it matters.

Cause I have feelings for you as well.

And if you feel that way and I feel that way,

then, baby, we can make it work.

It's just too much work.

Come on, baby, we can make this work.

Kenny, just let it go.

All right.

All right, then. Cool.

Don't be like that. Come on.

Hey. "All right, then. Cool?" That's all you got to say now?

Look, I ain't going to beg no bitch to stick around.

If you want to go, you can go.

Are you for real right now?

- Wow. - Bye, Detective.

By, Doc.

[Amp clears throat]

Hey.

Have you talked to Toni today?

Um, no. Actually. [chuckles]

I keep calling her, but, um...

She's not calling me back.

I think she might be avoiding me.

There's something weird about this whole situation.

I know you don't trust her.

Uh, no, it's not that.

Look, Amp, you didn't see her face.

She really should have gone to the hospital,

like there might be permanent damage.

Damn, was it really that bad?

Yes. Even the way she was talking was off.

Hmm.

Is she dating anybody?

I hate to bring this up, but you don't think

she's being abused, do you?

No. No.

Well, what makes you think that?

You know what happened to my mom.

[Amp clears throat]

Well, so do you really think

someone out there possibly beating my mother?

My mom covered bruises

and hid the fact that my stepdad was whooping her ass

for years until he killed her.

I'm just saying it's a real possibility.

Yeah, you're right. Um...

I'm gonna get up...

And I'm gonna go make her tell me what's happening.

Okay. Um, one bit of advice.

[clicks tongue] Don't be too...

hard on her.

I- if it's the worst case scenario,

she's gonna want to protect you from it.

Let her know that you're coming from a safe, caring place.

Thank you, baby.

All right.

I'll hit you later.

Yeah.

Oh you gotta be kidding me.

Renee, you in here?

Nasty ass ho.

I came as soon as you called.

Re- remodeling?

No, But I do plan on painting my walls.

Nice. So there's a new murder case

you need me to take care of?

Yes, but that's not why I called you over here.

Have a couple of questions for you about that farm.

Okay, shoot.

So tell me, you went over the contract thoroughly, right?

I personally went through the contract

with a fine toothed comb, page by page like I always do.

Okay. So there's no way that the contract

could state anything like, I don't know,

I can own the farm,

but not the fucking land that the farm is on.

I mean, that is a thing, but it's extremely rare.

But that wouldn't happen to me

because you went through it

with a fine tooth comb, correct?

Yes, I- I mean, e- even my assistant went through it.

Was- was that on your paperwork?

It was, but you were too busy

running around getting hickeys like a 14 year old fucking kid

that obviously you missed that shit.

I'm so, so sorry, ma'am.

Obviously, you're sorry.

I can talk to their counsel. I can file an addendum.

I- I can personally visit the farm myself.

I- I'm pretty sure we can make this right.

I- I'm truly sorry, Madam.

You said that already.

Now, you see with my problem is

that I have no room on my payroll...

for sorry bitches.

[gunshot bangs]

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