Original subtitles

Didn't your attorney tell you that the farm

you bought was on a leased parcel of land?

Previously on All The Queen's Men...

Why are you making it so difficult

for us to be together?

Nasty-ass hoe.

You think I would shoot my own sister?

Hell, yeah. And I think she would chop off

your fingers in retaliation.

Oh, my. Toni. Oh, my God. What happened to you?

You don't think she's being abused, do you?

I'm truly sorry, Madam.

You said that already.

[gunshot]

Thank you for inviting me over for lunch.

I do hope you're not going to try to talk me

out of that rent increase.

No, I'm not.

But I did invite you over to talk about a buyout.

Allow me to propose a counter proposal.

What if we utilize that land for

something far more lucrative?

Lucrative? Okay, listen.

You know me well enough to know that there

is no way I would dabble in any business

that I wasn't already certain was lucrative.

And the last time I checked,

marijuana farm is very lucrative.

Fair enough.

But Madam, you are far too savvy

a businesswoman to just deal in vice.

The strip club, marijuana. I get it.

But don't you think it's time that you level up

to something more legitimate?

I am legitimate.

And rich, so what are you talking about?

I'm just saying your public image,

your profile has never been bigger.

Why not capitalize on this?

Well, I didn't take a bullet for nothing.

What do you have in mind?

[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 [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 ?

[tense music plays]

[phone chiming]

Got ya now, bitch.

Hi, handsome.

I made you some brownies.

I don't want no damn brownies.

What are you doing here again?

I couldn't bear to be away from you any longer.

I don't know what you think you're doing,

but I do not want to be with you.

You don't mean that, right?

Yes. I. Do.

If you come over here again, I'm fucking you up.

I miss when you fucked me up.

Remember our rape fantasy?

We should do that again.

We ain't doing shit again.

You need to get out of here.

And don't bring your ass back over here again.

Okay, I can see you need some space.

I mean, absence makes the heart grow fonder, right?

Enjoy the brownies.

Hey.

Oh, my God.

What happened to you?

Bitch, me? What happened to you?

Oh, I just fell down some stairs.

Yeah, well, I got bit by a dog.

What kind of dog?

Bitch, what is it with all the questions?

What are you, Columbo?

And, hey, listen. Who is Carlos- Cornelius...

Cornelius Swanson.

He keeps getting all this damn mail here.

Oh, no, that's- that's that damn mailman.

He keep on delivering the wrong mail.

Don't worry about it.

I'ma take it back after I get off.

Where you going?

Behind my bar to get me some yak.

I will get it for you.

Give it to me.

Pour me a drink.

'Cause I need a drink to take with these pain pills.

Okay. Okay.

Oh, here we go.

This gonna help.

Just a little bit.

Hey, hey, hand me that bottle.

- Really? - Mm.

Really. Give me that bottle.

I'ma take that to the house.

Oh, shit.

You gonna be all right?

Oh, no.

Be careful mixing all of that.

Worry about yourself, Toni.

I'll check on you later.

Mm-hmm.

Shit...

Yes.

Thank you, Cornelius Swanson.

I'd like to use the land the farm is on

to build a cemetery.

A cemetery?

Okay.

I was not expecting you to say that.

What's the one industry

that will never go out of business?

Prostitution.

The one legal business.

Death.

It's a multi-million dollar industry.

And let me guess...

you, Raphael, have figured out your way in.

Yes. And it is very difficult to do.

But I've been laying the groundwork,

making sure we're in a good position.

And we are. So why not seize that opportunity?

Okay. Tell me, please,

exactly what the fuck am I gonna do with a graveyard?

Well, for starters,

for some of your more nefarious proclivities,

I would assume that having a cemetery

would be exactly what you need.

And we would also be providing a service for the community.

Well, I don't give a fuck about community service at all.

I care about money.

So how much money are we talking?

This kind of investment typically yields

a 7% annual increase.

Meaning that by our second year,

you will have already made

three times what you're looking for in a buyout now.

And what if I say no?

What happens to my farm then?

Then I can evict you.

And I'll have to.

And I can do whatever I want with the land at that point.

Hmm.

But I could just shoot you in your fucking face right now

and end this nightmare for both of us.

- That's an option. - That's an option.

[Madam] Mm-hmm.

You and I both know you're not going to shoot me.

It'd be bad business.

Oh, I- I- I'm very confused because

I thought we were here to have a negotiation.

Sounds like you're trying to strong-arm me.

- We are negotiating. - Oh.

I can either buy you out for pennies

or put a few million dollars in your pocket

as a business partner.

You shouldn't need it, but...

I'll give you some time to think it over.

Hey, baby.

Don't "Hey, baby" me after using them same hands that

you was stroking Big D's dick with.

He told you?

I seen it for myself

And at my job, Samantha?

Man, you couldn't do that with somebody I don't know?

I don't understand.

Why are you so angry?

Because I'm hurt.

[coughs]

You're not hurt.

Your ego hurt.

But you're not hurt.

No, I really am.

I care about you, Samantha.

Aw, that's sweet, Face.

I care about you, too.

I'm a free agent.

I just can't stay tied down to one man.

I get it, all right?

And I respect it.

But can you at least do that with

somebody I don't work with?

Yeah, I can do that.

Oh, tuck your lip in.

Mm.

Take you to the jewelry store would make you feel better?

I guess.

All right.

Ernest, take us to Solomon Jewelers.

And, uh...

Close the blinds.

Now. I'm giving something...

that makes you feel better

that you're gonna give me

to make me feel better.

Hey, baby.

Hey.

What happened to your face, ma?

Uh, I was just...

Mixed up some medications

and got dizzy and I just fell down some stairs at the house.

You know there are only four stairs at your house.

You need to tell me the truth.

There's somebody putting their hands on you.

What?

No, no, no, no.

No, honey, that is- that is crazy talk.

Is it?

Okay.

Mom, I'm your son.

Look at me.

And if somebody's hurting you,

you need to let me know who it is

so I can find the motherfucker.

No. No. Amp, I do not want you

going back to jail because of me.

Please, just- just-

Just let this go, all right?

You have too much to lose.

Think about Dime.

Think about- think about the baby.

All right?

If this shit happens again.

- It won't. - No, look at me.

If there's a next time,

I'm not coming here talking to you about it.

Understood.

Understood, and-

And I appreciate you wanting to help me.

Yeah. What kind of son would I be

if I didn't look out for my own mother?

Thank you.

I know you got me, all right?

I do.

Don't worry.

- You do not worry. - You go get that checked out.

I want to see what the doctor says. You hear me?

Most definitely.

All right.

Love you.

Raphael.

I didn't expect to see you again today.

I need another favor.

[chuckling]

Considering that I've already given you

all of the information that you need to know

regarding Madam's property,

I had assumed that our transactions were complete.

And we know what they say about assumptions and expectations.

Need I remind you that when you needed my assistance,

we both agree that we would be done when I say we're done.

And we are not there.

So what is it that you need?

Your office is going to throw a ball

to raise money for Rosalind Pinkney.

Senator Pinkney? I can't be involved in-

Any to get the kind of money we're looking to get.

We...

you are going to need to book

all of Madam's VIP talent from Eden.

Mr. Damascus, I am the mayor now.

I can't be involved in those types of parties any longer.

Well, this is the sort of thing you do in

the shadows all the time, isn't it?

And now you have a chance to do something

for someone other than yourself

and your own selfish desires, and you shun the idea.

I would hope for more from our public officials.

This will not be your usual fare.

So what will it be?

More details on that later.

For now...

here's the date and a list of names

you're going to need to book.

And when you speak to Madam,

please make sure that Trouble attends as well.

I have some extracurricular activities

that require her special skill set.

I'll be sure to get it done.

Thank you kindly.

Last time they shorted us on top shelf vodka,

had to get on they ass.

Yeah, well, we got four cases here.

Good.

So what's going on with you and your world?

So...

I'm gonna keep the baby.

Okay.

How did Amp taken when you told him about Big D?

I haven't told him yet.

And I don't know that I'm going to.

So you gonna be that girl?

You gonna pin a baby on a man that might not be his?

I don't need all this judgy shit right now.

I have a lot on my plate.

I appreciate you telling me

and listening to me, but this is my life.

And how I handle it is gonna be my decision.

I ain't got nothing else to say to you.

Go ahead, Dime.

Thank you, Blue.

[scoffs]

I need a restraining order.

Go to the clerk in the front.

No, I need you to do it.

Why are you bringing this to me instead of going to your boss?

Leave my boss out of this.

Besides, ain't this your job?

So what, you going to tell me that you suddenly

remember who stabbed you?

Look, you going to help me or not?

Fine. What is going on?

Ah.

What the hell is all of this?

Somebody been harassing me, breaking in my apartment.

Leaving all kinds of weird shit.

Ew. How long has this been going on?

Look, I don't need all these questions.

I just need the restraining order.

Okay, but that's not how this works.

There's police documentation.

You're supposed to come in and tell about each incident.

Take dates, times.

Give us proof to figure out whoever is actually doing this.

I just gave you a dirty dildo.

Can't y' all get the DNA off of it and arrest this bitch?

No, we can't.

We have to go through the proper channels.

See, this is why I don't fuck with the police.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Come get this shit off my desk.

Ah.

Thanks for taking me up on my lunch invitation.

I love to pick up your brain on how I can get to VIP.

I can tell you one thing.

All that wildin' out shit you got going on,

that shit gotta stop, man.

What are you talking about?

- Babyface's car. - Man, fuck that nigga.

First he acts like he want to be my dad and shit,

then he goes behind my back and steal my idea?

Look, man, don't worry about the fucked up shit he be doing.

Just focus on yourself, bro. All right?

- But- - But what?

Look, man, we a family at Eden, man.

Y' all can't be bringing all that bullshit over there, man.

All right?

And you want to be a VIP dancer?

Come on, man. Madam like grown-ass men,

not little-ass boys.

All right? She done let you come out there

and dance with us on the stage a couple of times.

But if you want to win her over, man,

you gotta make sure that you mature enough.

All right.

Hi.

Here we go.

Ooh, that looks good.

I'm here just minding my business.

I don't want no trouble, all right?

I'm not here to give you any trouble.

I'm about to order some food and your plate looked good.

That's all.

How you doing? I'm Quincy.

Hey, I'm-

The crazy chick that got

all my shit all over the Internet right now.

Look, Doc, I already told you, I am past that.

I'm not holding any grudges,

and I hope you aren't either.

Yeah, man, you need to drop that shit.

Thank you. I'm Naima.

Well, I'll let you guys enjoy your lunch.

Have a beautiful day.

Yo, How you mad at an ass like that?

That ass is nice.

What's attached to it is what I'm avoiding.

Crazy.

Maybe we could put a hydroponic system in the backyard.

Blue, I am not messing up my topiary. No.

Well, there's a farm in Louisiana we can

move the operation to.

The fuck I want to do in Louisiana?

They have hurricanes and fucking hillbillies.

No. Not to mention I already bought a farm,

I'm not buying another one.

You know, Madam,

I was reading an article in Better Homes and Gardens,

and they showed this house that was made

out of a shipping container.

Tommy, I'm not buying a tiny-ass fucking house.

- Okay? - I know.

But what if you can grow your weed out of one of those?

It's not a bad idea.

Typical greenhouse is what,

8 feet wide, 20 feet long?

Hell, we can put two of those in a container

and put it in the back of a semi.

And you can put it wherever you want.

If you need to move it,

it should be pretty easy.

And if the Feds are watching,

well, we can be any place at any time.

Change routes, locations.

All right.

You know what? I like it...

Blue, find out how much it costs to convert

a shipping container into a grow house.

Fuck Concierge.

One monkey don't stop no show.

Yo.

Hey, y'all. What's up?

That's all you gotta say?

We came in here to see what's up with you.

What you mean?

The fuck you think we mean?

You kind of disappeared on us the other night.

Look, I helped y'all get old boy's body out the building.

I wasn't gonna help y'all bury him, too.

So you think you off the hook?

Hell, yeah. I ain't kill nobody.

But you saw what happened in this locker room.

And you helped us take out the body. So guess what?

That makes you an accessory.

So if one of us goes down, we all do.

And if anybody asks you about Titus, you don't say shit.

- What about Madam? - Nigga, what about her?

We ain't gonna tell her nothing?

- Nigga, we just- - Ain't nothing to tell.

'Cause nothing happened. Right?

But they gonna be looking for him.

What are we supposed to do?

We supposed to shut the fuck up,

you hearin' me?

Okay. Ain't gonna say anything to anybody.

So let me get this shit straight.

You go out...

make a fucking deal,

fuck it completely up,

and now you're coming to me to fix it?

I ought to fuck up your other knee.

It's not like that.

When I met Virgie, I checked her out.

But after I saw the first article

and everything was great, I just...

I didn't go any further.

Guess I just got too excited.

Well, that's facts.

Your dick got too hard, too fast.

That bitch saw you coming.

I know.

I'm sorry, Madam.

I just- I really need your help.

That's fine. I'll help you.

But only because Midnight's image is out there.

And as far as I'm concerned, I own that dick.

Thank you, Madam.

Don't say thank you.

This shit ain't free.

Once you figure it out,

I will own 65% of every profit.

65%?

Nigga, did I stutter?

No, you didn't stutter.

Is there anything else?

No.

All right, well, go get me all the information

you got on this Virgie bitch.

Oh, shit.

I think I need some stronger pain pills.

This shit's killing me.

You work here?

I'm the owner.

Even better.

How may I help you, sir?

Heard you had a job opening at the valet stand.

Well, you can apply for that job online.

No need.

I brought you a new employee.

What? Who the fuck you think you are?

If you don't get your hand off that bottle,

you gonna find out who I am.

You gonna have a real hard time wiping your ass.

Brick Lords.

Swiss did a job for you,

but he also did a job for me.

So Dolo here is about to be your new valet.

I'm not interested in nothing

that you Brick Lord's got going on.

We'll give you a G a week.

So, Dolo, right?

Does Dolo need a W-2?

Nah.

But you can give us that footage from the valet

from night Swiss disappeared.

Well, the camera's over there, but that's not gonna help you.

I mean, it resets every 24 hours.

We'll be the judge of that.

I already told you, there's nothing on the tape.

The fuck?

Hey, this ain't no good way

to start no business arrangement,

tearing shit up.

[scoffs]

Man-

This some bullshit here, man.

Dolo.

Where the fuck is my gun when I need it?

Madam, the lady cop, Detective Davis,

is here to see you.

Really?

Send her in.

Fuck.

I'll be outside if you need me.

No need. This bitch is useless.

Hello to you, too, Marilyn.

To what do I owe this honor?

I'm still trying to close out your shooting investigation,

but for some reason, suspects keep dropping.

- Hmm. - I'm getting no answers.

It's most likely because you're shitty at your job.

One second, please.

Let me put your annual salary through my runner.

Ah.

An hour's work.

You know, I've narrowed

the suspects down to one person.

I'd actually like to talk to you about that.

Well, since you can't do your fucking job,

I've done it for you.

I know who shot me.

It was my sister.

Your sister, Carla?

Yes.

Funny enough, she was my suspect, too.

So as payback, she ends up in the hospital

with four fingers missing.

You know, I should arrest you both.

Yeah, well, you could, right? But...

Neither of us want to press charges,

so that'd be pretty difficult.

It's still attempted murder.

Or it was an accident.

I'm sure the DA wouldn't want to push a case forward

when neither party is willing to testify.

And considering you just lost a very big case against me,

you might want to stand down on this one.

Save yourself some embarrassment.

I'm so sick of you.

You know, this shit is gonna all eventually catch up to you.

And when it does, I'm gonna have a picnic on your grave.

Not if I don't dance on yours first.

Have a good day, Detective.

Get out of my way.

The term is excuse me.

Hey.

- Hey. - You okay?

No, I'm not okay.

This place is toxic.

What happened now?

Your boss is what happened.

Which is exactly why we can't be together.

Look, you always throwing my job in my face.

I'm tired of hearing that shit.

Oh, yeah? Well, I'm tired of talking about it.

Well, shit, get on, then.

You know what? Fuck Eden.

And fuck you too for being part of it.

Oh, whoa.

That's nice. What's that, three bedroom, three bathroom?

Yeah, three bathrooms should be enough.

You only got one ass.

Nah. Ain't no pool.

Whatever nigga, I can't swim.

But it's still a flex, though.

Hey, and fuckin' in the water is pretty fun.

Damn. What's wrong with you?

Bitches.

You gotta be more specific.

I don't want to talk about that shit, man.

What y' all doing?

Amp's turned into a real estate mogul.

Hey, Samantha told me you live in a property for two years,

you can rent it to yourself, pay less taxes,

then you can get you another property.

And that's how you really level up.

Damn, you fuckin' that old bitch or she tutoring you?

[all chuckling]

Oh, this one's fly as fuck.

But I don't know if you want to spend that much, though.

It's expensive. But, shit, I might need the extra space

for me and Dime and the b-

Dime and the what?

Spit it out, nigga.

Yeah, what the B stand for?

[Amp chuckling] Um...

Dime's pregnant.

Oh, shit. Wow.

Yeah.

- Congratulations, man. - Thank you.

Congratulations, man.

How far along is she?

Um, only about six weeks.

Six weeks?

I wasn't supposed to say anything, so please...

Y'all don't say nothing either?

[indistinct]

Yeah.

- Congratulations, bro. - Thanks, man.

All right, all right. Enough, enough, enough, enough.

You know, she was jumping up and down so hard,

one of her titties popped out.

Yo. Yo, what you doing in Titus' locker?

The fuck it look like I'm doing?

I'm cleaning this bitch out.

The motherfucker quit.

How you know he quit?

He told you?

'Cause I ain't seen him since y' all were beefing.

I saw him at Atlanta Station.

He was too embarrassed to come back after Trouble

knocked his ass out.

Word.

I told you.

So, stay out my business and mind your own.

Amateur.

Dime, are you pregnant?

What- what- who- who told you that?

Just answer the question, Dime.

No, I don't see why that's any of your business.

You see, that's the point.

It might just be my business.

See, I heard you were six weeks pregnant.

Is this true?

I am, but you don't need to worry about that.

How can I not worry, Dime?

Because me and Amp are back together.

Are you sure?

'Cause we did what we did right there on that stage

about six weeks ago.

And what's your point?

My point is how can you be so sure?

Look me in my face and tell me you know

for a fact that that's not my baby you carryin'.

I just told you, you don't have anything to worry about.

Now leave me alone.

I need to get ready for the next set.

Are there any bad bitches in the house?

[cheering loudly]

Let me ask you something.

Do you ever fantasize about

not having to do everything on your own?

[crowd] Yes.

Yeah. Yeah.

I mean, don't you get sick and tired

of having to take the lead all the damn time?

[crowd] Yes!

Wouldn't it be nice to surrender to a strong...

sexy, capable, muscular man

with a great, big...

imagination?

[crowd chuckling]

A man who can lay you down

and put your mind and body at ease.

A man who can fulfill your every single desire?

[crowd] Yes.

You don't have to fantasize because we got the real thing

right here in 8 to 12 inches of flesh.

- [crowd cheering] - Damn right we do. Damn right.

Yep. Yep. And we know you got your own money.

We know you got your own money.

So get ready to throw it on the stage

and make it work

For Midnight.

Babyface.

And Doc.

Give it up!

Give it up!

? Bam-bam-bam-bam, Bah-da-da-da [out there] ?

? Out there, mhm ?

? Out there ?

? Bam-bam-bam-bam, Bah-da-da-da ?

? New squad, pretty broads ?

? Bread winner, Superstars, no fa�ade ?

? Designer store inside The mall, goin' hard ?

? Let 'em know that I'm a dawg ?

? Live by the law, Ball 'til I fall ?

? Entourage, a lot of rods ?

? Bread winner elevator In my garage ?

? Micro exotic bulldogs, Exotic cars ?

? Level two, push the button, I levitated ?

? The doors open to the ocean With the helipad ?

? This a celebration, Bad bitch on the yoga mat ?

? In here meditating ?

? Pinky rings, Private planes ?

? Chocolate face Inside the Rollie ?

? Beamers and Serena, Diamond tennis chains ?

? Beyonc� concert, I'm beyond turnt [ooh] ?

? If I come off this shirt, baby might forget the verse ?

? Beyonc� concert, I'm beyond turnt ?

? With a big booty bitch, Baby, let me see you work ?

? The Addy kicked in, I'm Michael Jackson bad ?

? Now, what's your Cash App? ?

? I'm tryna hit you From the back ?

? ? The Addy kicked in, I'm Michael Jackson bad ?

? Now, what's your Cash App? ?

? I'm tryna hit you From the back ?

? Ay, bitch, bend over [over], Stand up on your toes [toes] ?

? Lock your knees back, baby, Breathe through your nose ?

? I said, "Bitch, bend over, Stand up on your toes ?

? Lock your knees back, baby, Breathe through your nose" ?

? Beyonc� concert, I'm beyond turnt ?

? Beyonc� concert, I'm beyond turnt ?

? The Addy kicked in, I'm Michael Jackson bad ?

? Now, what's your Cash App? ?

? I'm tryna hit you From the back ?

? The Addy kicked in, I'm Michael Jackson bad ?

? Now, what's your Cash App? ?

? I'm tryna hit you From the back ?

? Bitch, bend over [over], Stand up on your toes [toes] ?

? Lock your knees back, baby, Breathe through your nose ?

? I said, "Bitch, bend over, stand up on your toes ?

? Lock your knees back, baby, Breathe through your nose" ?

? [Breathe through your] ?

? Lock your knees back, baby, Breathe through your nose ?

? [Breathe through your] ?

? Lock your knees back, baby, Breathe through your nose ?

[Madam] Come in.

[Blue] I have Ms. Tandy.

Tandy?

Let her in...

Anything else you need from me?

No, I'm good.

Tandy...

I believe I told you specifically

not to come back to my club while you're the mayor.

Well, I am here on business, Madam.

What kind of business do you have with me?

I need to secure your VIP dancers

for a fundraiser for Senator Rosalind Pinkney.

[giggling] When did you become political?

Well, a mutual friend of ours suggested

that I put on this event.

What friends do you and I have in common?

Raphael Damascus.

Why does Raphael need my dancers?

Well, apparently he wants Senator Pinkney in his pocket.

And using your dancers is the best way to get it done.

All right, I might be able to work out something.

Thank you, Madam.

Now the question is, are my men just eye candy...

Or is there an after-party?

I'll need Trouble to work her magic

on one guest specifically.

And the rest of the party will be on the up and up.

All right. So, let's talk price.

So essentially, I have two fucking babies working for me.

What? What you talking about, Madam?

I ain't even like that.

Face, I'm running a business here.

I don't have time to babysit you two.

Well, ever since he came here,

he been causing drama.

You right.

I was wrong.

And what I did was very immature.

You damn right it was.

And to apologize, I'ma own up to my shit

and pay you for all your damages to your car.

Here you go.

Face, why is he in here acting like

more of an adult than his own fucking father?

Whatever.

I hope you're not expecting me to pay

for the damages for your car either.

What'd you do to his car?

I slashed all his tires.

I'm not sorry for it either.

Give me that.

Give it to me.

I'm fining both of you motherfuckers.

So he don't have to pay for nothing?

I'm fining both of you

for not squashing your shit

the first time I told you to.

If I hear about any more shit between the two of you,

You will be shaking your dick on a fucking corner.

Not at Eden. Got it?

[both] Yes, Madam.

Get the fuck out.

? Oh, shit, This nigga's so nasty ?

? Same nigga you be loving ?

? Got his tongue all up in my ass, shit ?

? Ooh, yo nigga so nasty ?

? Mmm ?

? Your nigga so nasty ?

What are you doing here?

My girl's getting married this weekend.

She's trying to let loose.

- Yeah, right. - Come on, Doc.

You know that Eden is where everybody

goes to have a good time.

My dance is finished.

Y' all enjoy your night.

Hey.

I wouldn't mind having a good time either.

You know, if you wanted to fuck,

you didn't have to drug me.

I would have done it sober.

And you would have loved every fucking wet minute of it.

? [indistinct lyrics] ?

? As long as that bitch Do not come to my face ?

? I just bought A whole lot of furniture ?

? But really, I just wanna sit on his face ?

? Oh, shit ?

Yeah, no problem. Next week, right?

Oh, shit. I gotta go.

All right. You too.

What the fuck are you doing back here on the phone?

- You're not on break. - Oh, I'm sorry, Auntie.

Don't Auntie me, answer me.

I was just starting returning Michael's call.

Tyson? Jackson?

Motherfucking B. Jordan? Who is Michael?

You know, my sponsor.

- Your sponsor? - Yeah.

Wait, are you in crisis right now?

No, no, I'm good.

Then get back to work.

Yes, Madam. Um...

Actually, I do need to let you know

that I'ma be late for work tomorrow.

Are you asking me or are you telling me?

I'm asking.

I have an AA commitment.

It's for my Home Group, and Michael says

it's really important that I keep my commitments.

So, what about your commitment to this job?

Can't you do this Home Group shit another time?

Well, Auntie, they switched it to Tuesdays.

I just can't miss it.

So you telling me you gonna be late to work every Tuesday?

Michael says if I want to stay sober, I really should.

Sounds like this Michael guy has

a lot of input in your fucking life.

Auntie, Michael was sober for 12 years,

So he's been a really good mentor.

Fine.

Thank you, Auntie.

It's not Tuesday. Get back to work.

Yes, Madam.

What's this about, bro?

Fucking up my money being out here.

- Man, for real. - We gotta talk about

our alibi for the other night.

You brought us out here for that?

We was at Maddy B's.

What did you eat, who you was with,

and what time did you leave?

Okay, well, slow down. Shit, let me think.

The police ain't gonna let you slow down.

Good point. I had crawfish etouffee.

I was with y'all. We left around 11:15.

Good. Now we need to talk about

- where we went next. - Okay.

What are you doing back here?

I was about to leave, but I wanted to get a goodbye hug.

You came back here for a hug?

Yeah. I mean, I'm...

feeling good. You're looking...

[giggles] ...Good.

What, can't a girl want

some extra attention before going home alone?

I get it. You're sketched out because of what happened.

But...

You know women.

Sometimes we get emotional before thinking things through.

Yeah, they do do that.

[giggling]

Forgive me?

Mm, you feel good.

We can go back to my place if you want.

No, I don't think that's a good idea.

Fair enough.

Your loss, though.

Hey.

What about my place, though?

What the fuck?

Derrick, you were supposed to clean this.

I mean, I cleaned it.

Does that look clean to you?

Ah!

Do you feel that sticky shit that's on your face?

- Yes. - If it was clean,

you wouldn't feel it.

Now get up and clean it right.

All right, I'll get to it right away.

[sighing]

Hey, Blue. Can we talk?

Am I gonna be allowed to talk back?

Yes.

Look, I'm sorry about earlier.

And you were right.

I can't start my marriage with Amp on a lie.

I'm gonna tell him the whole truth tonight.

Okay.

For what it's worth,

I think you're doing the right thing.

I just hope he forgives me.

Amp loves you.

And you two have been through a lot together.

And if you can get through this, come out a lot stronger.

Hm. That's a big if.

You got this, pretty girl.

Hey, so you want a boy or girl?

Man, I just want a healthy baby.

Feel me?

I don't want no girls.

Niggas always trying to fuck em,

put dicks in their mouth and shit.

That's why I only make boys.

Man, you crazy as hell.

You can't control the sex of your baby without a doctor.

I got all boys. That wasn't no accident.

- [chuckling] - So what's your secret?

- No drawers. - [chuckling]

Why, that fuck up the sperm count?

I'm pretty sure my pops wear underwear, man.

How you know?

[chuckling] Come on, man.

- Hey, yo, Face. - Yo, how much you said

you had to put back in order to save 10k a year?

2,747.

Damn.

I was looking at the cost of tuition.

And if I'm gonna stop wearing drawers

and send this little kid to Morehouse,

I need to start saving now, man.

Yeah, you right.

If that baby don't take after Dime,

he damn sure ain't getting no scholarship.

[all chuckling]

All right.

[indistinct]

Say, bro. Let me holla at you.

Yo, what's up?

Yo, Night. What you about to get into, man?

Man, I fucked, like, three bitches in VIP tonight.

Gotta go home and get my electrolytes back in.

Yo, man, chill.

Yo, don't- Get your fucking ass off me.

- [Amp] Is it true? - Yo, chill, man. Chill.

[Dime] What are you talking about?

You know damn well what the fuck

I'm talking about, Dime. Is it true?

Can we have this conversation at home?

Why?

'Cause you don't want everybody knowing that

you fucked Big D?

Oh, shit.

Amp, please, not here.

Is it true?

Is it?

Is the baby even mine?

Amp...

? Yeah, yeah, uh ?

? Uh, uh, yeah, yeah ?

? [indistinct lyrics] ?

? [indistinct lyrics] ?

? [indistinct lyrics] ?

? [indistinct lyrics] ?

? Yeah, looking for praise In all different places ?

? [indistinct lyrics] ?

? Yeah, when it's on fire' Cause the desire ?

? That's when The whole world will all end ?

? Thought I could Trust the pain ?

? Love gone, But lust remains ?

? How could you Betray the faith? ?

? Better pray For amazing grace ?

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