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I'm just so happy you are alive.

No, no, no, no, no. I'm dead.

[Man] Previously on All the Queen's Men...

Make sure everybody's on high alert

at the funeral tomorrow.

Yes, Madam.

[Madam] I don't want to make this a big thing,

but I do want you to know that my father died.

Look like a regular bullet to me.

Ow! Ow! Fuck!

Was that-- Was that a gunshot?

-[Midnight] Madam? -[Madam] What?

You got the heat outside.

[Tommy] Fuck.

[music]

I wanna speak to my attorney.

You'll be able to make a call after you're booked.

Are you kidding me?

Why would she--

[sighs] Damn it.

Yeah, yeah, I heard you.

[chuckles]

[police radio chatter]

Ms. DeVille.

DA Rodds.

We have to stop meeting like this.

I agree.

I think I'd like it a lot better if you were in a jail cell,

where I could come visit you anytime I wanted.

[chuckles] Okay.

Well, we both know that's not gonna happen.

Did she put up a fight?

Why would I?

I'm a model citizen.

No.

She was...real cooperative, actually.

Shit.

What?

Ooh, you look like you're a kid

who's favorite toy just got taken away.

I'm afraid you're gonna have to let her go.

-Oh... -What?

We got nothing to hold her on.

What about the attempted murder charges?

Her sister dropped the charges.

As I stated, I'm a model citizen.

And I've done nothing wrong.

Now, take this shit off of me.

[police radio chatter]

[music]

[keys clanking]

Mm, thank you.

You may have been able to slide out of this one,

but it's just a matter of time before something sticks to you.

The same way nothing sticks to your skinny-ass body?

Bitch, please.

[music]

I can't stand that bitch.

[theme song]

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ The know not to play with me They know I get it started ♪

♪ Ask me, Will I take it easy ♪

♪ Told them that it's harder

♪ Ask me, Will I quit Oh no, sir, I beg your pardon ♪

♪ They're saying that it's light ♪

♪ But I turn this bitch to darkness ♪

♪ The sun, it go up We don't play around ♪

♪ I won't play 'bout my dinero [Dinero] ♪

♪ Got some gangsters in the cut now [Cut now] ♪

♪ And they're doing what I say so ♪

[music]

[insects buzzing]

[music]

[Tommy] Are you okay, Madam?

I'm fine.

Damn, that was fast.

Yeah, they usually got my Black ass in there for an hour

before they let me out.

Yeah, well, I'm like Teflon.

Don't nothin' stick to me.

Or ever will.

Exactly.

Now, I do appreciate y'all coming out and the concern.

But as you can see, I'm fine.

But I will see you tomorrow at the funeral, correct?

-Yeah. -You will.

-All right. -All right, then.

Got my purse? Thank you.

-'Night, Madam. -'Night.

[music]

Madam...

What you want me to do about that nigga in the basement?

What about him? That was a clean shot.

That shit went in and out.

Let him stay there overnight. He ain't gonna bleed out.

Think about what the fuck he did.

I got you.

[car starts]

-Hey, Doc? -What's up?

Can I stay at your place tonight?

Nah, man, I got some work comin' through tonight, bro.

Hey, what about you, Night?

Let me get that couch again?

Nah, bruh, I'm maxing some shit out tonight.

Good luck, my boy.

Love you, though.

Shit!

[music]

She sure shocked the hell out of me.

Who?

Carla.

What happened?

[chuckles]

She dropped the charges.

-[Tommy] For real? -Yeah, yeah.

Now, I'm gonna say, not much surprises me, but...

I wasn't expecting this.

Why would she drop the charges?

I don't know.

But I'm sure there is a self-serving reason attached.

She always want something.

I just need to figure out what it is.

Now look, if she don't show up to this funeral tomorrow,

I want y'all to find that bitch and you bring her to me.

[Tommy] Yes, Madam.

[music]

Yo, man, you all right?

El Fuego?

What the fuck is you doin' here, son?

Don't worry about that.

How's your leg?

[Big D] It's just a flesh wound, bruh.

I'm just glad somebody had mercy upon me--aah!

Sorry about that.

Some of this... should cover it.

How's your pain?

Nuthin' a little aspirin can't fix.

You're takin' a bullet way better than I would, man.

Look, bro, I've been through way worse.

Like, way, like...

[laughs]

I'mma leave that alone.

Yeah, I think that's what's best.

But not that I don't appreciate you, bro.

Why is you helping me?

I've only ever known about the good side

of everybody at Eden.

So I guess I'm just holding on to that.

Plus, I found out some things lately

I didn't like or expect.

Like what happens in this basement?

Yeah, that, and some other stuff.

But you seem like a good dude, man.

You don't deserve to be here.

So I figured I'd extend a hand.

Well, I really appreciate that, bro.

More than anything.

No problem.

What do you think Madam's gonna do to me

once she find out I'm gone?

You probably don't wanna find out.

You should stay at my place tonight.

Maybe make your way out of town tomorrow

during her dad's funeral.

I appreciate that.

What do you think Madam is gonna do to you

once she find out you helped me?

I'll worry about that when I have to.

Them guys in the locker room, brother,

give you such a hard time about being you

and being a right guy,

and being the only sane one left.

But right here, bro, I just wanna say

I'm glad I witnessed that shit, like, right here, right now.

I just gotta shake your hand.

-Just helpin' out. -Help me up, man.

[grunts]

Aaah!

Shit...

-I got you. -You're a real one, dog.

I got you.

[Big D] I fuck with you, though. For life.

[doorbell rings]

[sighs]

[music]

What are you doing here, Face?

I wanted to see you.

Look, I don't have time for none of that arrogant shit tonight.

Jack is still in the hospital, and as you can imagine,

I'm going through a whole lot right now.

I heard.

That's why you been on my mind.

Thought I'd come by and cheer you up.

Mm-hmm.

Can I come in?

Got me standin' in the doorway

like I'm some type of stranger or something.

Come on, look.

I promise I won't say anything arrogant

the entire time I'm here.

I guess so.

[music]

So, how are you feeling?

Hm...

It's a lot.

[sighs] Yeah, I'm sure it is.

[sighs] Listen...

I know we have a business type of relationship, but...

I just want you to know I care about you.

I find that hard to believe.

Come on now, Tandy.

-We're really close. -[Tandy] Hm.

Like...really close.

Of course I care about you.

I appreciate you coming here tonight.

Well, I just wanted to lay eyes on you

so I could make sure you're okay for myself.

Yeah?

There's that smile.

Everything is gonna be okay.

I'm here now, and I'm gonna make sure of that.

What's your angle, Face?

What makes you think I have an angle?

Because I'm practical...

and I know how you operate.

How much is all this extra attention gonna cost me?

I mean, I would do it for free, but...

[sighs] you know, a man's gotta make a living.

I have mouths to feed.

And there's the angle.

But...

I can make a special price for you.

You know I'm worth it.

You said you weren't gonna say anything arrogant tonight.

It's not arrogance.

It's facts.

[music]

[birds chirping]

[yawns]

Good morning, Madam.

Tommy.

How did you sleep?

Mm, like a fuckin' baby.

What's all of this?

I just wanted to make you your favorite breakfast.

Are you sure you're not trying to make up for

your recent mistakes with some eggs benedict?

What do you mean, Madam?

What you mean, what do I mean?

Didn't Concierge get into my office on your watch?

-Yes, Madam. -[Madam] Uh-huh.

And Big D, he helped Casanova out of the basement

-on your watch, right? -I know, Madam.

I'm sorry about all that.

Look, Tommy, I gave you this promotion

because Blue was going through something.

But you're gonna have to prove to me

that you deserve this shit.

-I'll show you. -You better.

If not, you will be reduced back down to clean-up guy/

pussy eater/chef only.

Yes, Madam. My head is in the game.

[Madam] It better be.

[phone ringing]

Yeah?

I'm at Eden.

Big D is not in the basement anymore.

Fuck you mean he not in the basement?

How did he get out? Where's he at?

I'm not sure.

Want me to find him?

[sighs] Nah, not right now.

I'll do it after the funeral.

All right, I'm on my way over.

[Madam] Bye.

[music]

[music]

Wake up.

Good morning.

You gotta go.

Damn, I can't even get a good morning.

Good mornin'.

You gotta go.

Wait a minute, um...

why are you already dressed?

I was hoping that we could, uh...

get a morning session in like we usually do.

Look, Madam's dad funeral is today.

And I cannot be late, so, uh, come on.

-[Davis] Okay, fine. -We gotta go.

Okay, okay!

[music]

[Davis] Can I ask you something?

What's up?

You think Madam's playin' me?

Look, whatever you and Madam got going on,

that shit ain't got nothing to do with me.

Yeah, I get that,

but can you at least give me some insight into her?

No, I can't do that.

All right.

[coughs]

[sighs]

Can you at least let her know that I'm serious?

Look...

I mean, listen, I'm...

This is all I have to pick up the pieces of my life.

I mean, I'm at the end of my rope.

Well, listen, you need to come up with information she can use.

Madam's not big on talk.

She about that action.

Okay.

I have action.

And I also know that the only reason why

you're sleeping with me is to report back to her.

-Okay. -[Davis] I know you are.

You let her know next time that

my military sources tell me that they have eyes on the Concierge.

You tell her that.

Okay, I will.

Anything else?

I'll do anything that the Madam asks.

You let her know that.

[music]

You need to get the hell up out my house.

-[Davis] I'm going. -Okay.

Okay, fine.

[music]

Thanks.

[music]

Morning!

Uh...good morning, bro.

-[El Fuego] Sleep all right? -Mm...

Better than sleeping with the gators, bro.

I appreciate you letting me crash on your couch, bro.

No problem.

Mm... [grunts]

Do you think Madam out there

lookin' for me right now, dog?

Today's her dad's funeral,

so I think you have a little bit of time

before she's probably thinking about you.

That's why y'all suited and booted?

Lookin' like you in Sunday's best?

Yeah.

I need to pay my respects.

I get it.

You know, you guys at Eden, bro,

y'all got a crazy-ass relationship.

I guess so.

You know, I was thinking about skipping town.

But...I don't think I wanna leave.

Um, what you think I should do?

Like, what would you do if you was me?

-Honestly? -[Big D] Mm-hmm.

I don't even know.

I don't know what's going on with Madam

or anybody else at the club anymore.

You know, I think I'm gonna try to talk to her.

I wanna show her I'm on the up and up.

Yeah, that's one way to deal with it.

[Big D] Yeah, but you know what?

I want her to know that me and Casanova, like, me helping him?

You know, I was just helping out a old friend in the past.

You know, he helped me out with a situation

and, uh, that was me returning the favor.

I never wanted to be involved in a mess, bro.

And I'll be damned if I let that shit kill me.

I feel you. And I hope not.

'Cause all this killing needs to stop.

[music]

[yawns, grunts]

Damn.

I can get used to this.

Ah, shit.

Where are you goin' lookin' all good?

Well...I'm going to the hospital to see Jack.

I wouldn't be mad if he stayed in there another week or so.

We did have fun last night.

And this morning.

Mm-hmm.

All...three...times.

You know this doesn't have to end, right?

Yes, it does.

You can stay here until Jack gets out of the hospital.

But once he's released, you're gonna have to leave.

[sighs]

I get it.

Will you be back by the time I leave Madam's dad's funeral?

I don't wanna be waiting outside for you.

Yeah. I'll be back by then.

And...I'm gonna give you a key so that I can have you

any time I want you.

I love the way you spoil me.

I love the way you spoil me.

[Babyface] Well, let me get back to spoiling.

[music]

All right, we need to play this right.

No one can know that my father is still alive.

Want me to cry, Madam?

I've been practicing.

Tommy, do not mess around and fuck nothin' up today,

-you hear me? -Yes, Madam.

Plus, I think the Concierge is gonna try to make a move, so...

we need to make sure that we are on ready.

-I'm ready, Madam. -Good.

[music]

[sobbing]

[music]

Hey.

-What's up, Blue? -What's up?

Um...

-[Dime] Hey. -Hey.

I'm sorry about Cadillac.

I know you two were close when you were little.

Yeah.

We were.

Thanks.

Um...you know, he was sick after I got out.

But, um...we really had a lot of good times years before,

you know what I mean?

-Yeah. -[Amp] Yeah.

Uh, can I talk to you for a second?

Uh...

I don't think it's the best time.

Dime, please.

No, no, no, Amp. I don't wanna talk.

[Amp] Okay.

Let me just tell you that, um...

I know I've been out of control, all right?

But I want you to know I'm done wilding out.

I hope so. For your own sake.

Yeah, but, um...

for your sake too.

Look, Dime...

I just want another chance.

You really make me a better person, you know?

You need to be a better person on your own.

I can't do that for you.

I know, but I'm just trying to get you to understand

that you are really, really special to me--

It's not the time or place for this conversation.

[Blue] Amp?

Madam's here.

[music]

Thank you.

My condolences, Madam.

Thank you, Doc.

And thanks for coming today.

I wouldn't have missed it.

Um, if there's anything you need, just let me know.

Have you found out any more information

-about that detective for me? -Actually, I did.

She said she had on lead on somebody called the Concierge?

Hmm...

She just might be useful after all.

She wanted me to let you know

that's he's willing to do whatever you need.

All right, look, you keep pumping her for information--

pun intended.

Figure out whatever you can and you let me know.

Got you. Will do.

Sorry about your father, Madam.

Thank you.

No matter what's going on with us,

I just wanted to make sure you knew

you were in my thoughts and prayers.

Thank you, Fuego.

[music]

Madam, I just wanna say...

Carla.

I see you made it out of the hospital.

No thanks to you.

Well, I mean, you must be doing a little bit better,

considering you came today.

How would you know about how I feel?

You're right. I don't know how you feel.

I've never been stabbed in the chest before.

Well, I can return the favor, bitch.

Carla, let's cut the bullshit.

What do you want? Huh?

Since you dropped the charges against me.

[music]

I know.

You know what?

He came to see me.

In the hospital before he left.

Carla, if you say anything to jeopardize his safety,

-I'm gon' fuck-- -I ain't gonna say shit.

But why y'all keep the information from me

like I'm a traitor?

[sighs]

Daddy knew my value, and so he--

he gave me a lil' somethin' before he left.

-Money? -Yeah.

It's always fuckin' money with you.

No, it's not.

But it don't hurt, right?

I don't know--I don't know what it is with you.

It's like you just don't want me to have shit.

Like...I mean, you ain't gonna look out for me, right?

What are you talking about?

We're grown.

Okay, I don't ask you for nothin'.

Stop asking me for shit.

Can we not do this today?

Just...

We're sisters.

Now we're sisters.

[sighs]

It's a lot going on in the streets.

I could really look out for you

if you get rid of the goof troop.

I should have your back.

You just need to put me on and I'll look out for you.

Carla, we both know that ain't happenin'.

-It could work. -No, it can't.

You could never work for me, sweetheart.

I don't trust you.

You don't trust nobody that works for you.

That's why I said I'll work with you.

That's what Daddy wants.

Okay, well, as you can see...

Daddy isn't here.

I dropped the charges.

Bitch, I got you out of jail. You owe me.

I don't owe you shit, okay?

Now, you better wheel yourself somewhere

and tend to your fucking wounds.

And bitch, do not get any pus on my designer today.

[music]

Damn, she ain't feelin' it.

I didn't even wanna come to this funeral.

I hate dead people.

I only showed up just to get back in Madam's good graces,

and she ain't even look at us.

Us? She looked at me.

-[Carla grunts] -Speak for yourself.

[Carla] My daddy...

James "Cadillac" DeVille, he was a good man.

And he was a great father.

It was an honor for me to take care of him

in his dying days.

And I put my life on hold to care for my daddy

so my sister could run her lucrative businesses...

I can't stand this bitch.

You want me to move her along?

No.

Give her one more minute.

I don't know how the fuck she walked up there

if she wheeled in.

"I want you and your sister to just work together

and to get along."

Once she's done, make sure you run her ass off.

Mm-hmm.

-[Madam sighs] -You all right?

No.

[Carla] Loyalty makes you family.

I don't know what the fuck it is, but something's off.

Me and Tommy, we ready for anything.

We got mercenaries and snipers all strategically placed

throughout the congregation.

[wails, sobs dramatically]

[Madam] I don't know.

I still can't shake this feeling, though.

[Carla] Oh!

Bring us down.

I'm scared.

But it's nothin'.

He died! [helicopter blades whirring]

[Carla] A piece of me died...

[helicopter blades whirring]

[Carla] ...in comparison to my daddy--

[gunfire]

[congregation screaming]

[music]

[Madam] Put me down for a minute!

Open the trunk! Open the trunk!

[congregation screaming]

[gunfire] [helicopter blades whirring]

[helicopter flies away]

Madam, are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Looked like they were just warning shots.

Don't look like anybody's been hurt.

Motherfucking Concierge.

Looks like he was too scared to show his face today.

Afraid I'd blow that motherfucker off

like I did his brother.

Y'all get everybody out of here.

I'm done with this fucking funeral.

[police radio chatter]

[Rodd] Hey.

Hey, what's up?

Any update on, uh, Jack Watson's condition?

No changes.

He's stable, but took a bad beating, so...

It's touch and go at this moment.

Well, Mrs. Watson told me it was Madam.

That doesn't make any sense.

I know you're not defending her.

No, of course not--

Hey, look, it doesn't matter.

Mrs. Watson said it.

Now, I am sick of that bitch getting away with

all these crimes.

[sighs]

We need Jack to recover so that we can win that mayoral race.

[phone vibrating]

-I gotta take this, all right? -[Rodd] Yeah, go ahead.

Then I you need to go to the hospital,

-check on Jack yourself. -Okay.

[phone vibrating]

Hey man, what's up? Talk to me.

They found out I helped you get out of the basement.

I think I'm gonna need some protection.

I can't help you with that right now.

What you mean you can't help me?

Nigga, don't you work for the police department?

Can't they do anything?

[Casanova] I work for the police department.

You don't.

The department wasn't even paying you.

They're not gonna put a protective order on you now.

That's not how it works.

Wow, after all I've done for this case.

There's nothing I can do.

Are you serious, bro?

I fuckin' saved your life!

And I appreciate that, all right?

But let's face it-- you were sloppy,

and now you gotta take care of this.

You're on your own.

This some fucking bullshit, man!

Sorry, man.

[indistinct chatter]

Sorry.

I suggest you get out of town.

My hands are tied.

Good luck.

What the fucker, man?

[exhales]

[footsteps]

How long--how long has he been like that?

[music]

Well, can you recommend a specialist that I can talk to?

You've been absolutely no help whatsoever.

Can I speak to your supervisor, please?

Actually...never mind.

[music]

Is everything okay?

No.

Jack's not doing well.

Do you need to take him to a different hospital or...

No, I don't even want the hassle.

Is he worth the hassle?

What do you mean?

Come on, why are you stressing this dude?

You're not even into him like that.

-You don't know that. -I do,

or you wouldn't be in the club as much as you are,

trying to supplement your needs with other people.

-I have a lot of needs. -Oh, I know.

It's obvious that Jack couldn't fulfill them.

Look, I'm just saying it'll be easier

if he was out the picture.

You'll still be set financially

even if he doesn't make it,

insurance money and all.

You should bring that down a bit.

I don't wanna talk about that.

Well, we don't have to talk about it.

Thank you.

But I know something else you can do with your mouth.

[chuckles]

[music]

Call Detective Davis.

[Davis] Madam.

Hey.

So Doc tells me you have some information for me

about the Concierge.

[Davis] I do.

My people have eyes on him.

Good.

[Davis] But I'm gonna need more money, you know,

keep a steady detail on him.

Of course you do.

[Davis] Madam, listen, I wouldn't ask

if it weren't necessary.

You know how much surveillance costs.

I do.

Swing by the club. I'll give you what you need.

[Davis] Did Doc tell you what I said?

You just told me,

unless there's something else you wanna tell me?

[Davis] Yes. Look, I want you to know

that I'm really good at what I do,

and I'm willing to work for you.

I'd be a great asset.

Willing?

Bitch, you're practically begging me.

I can hear your desperation through the phone.

This conversation's over.

[knocking on door]

[music]

Can I help you?

I sure hope so.

Can I come in?

I was just about to head out.

It'll only take a few minutes.

[music]

What do you want?

I just have a couple of questions.

-About Madam? -[Rodds] Yes.

I don't have any answers.

I think you do.

I just told you I don't know anything.

Alonzo--can I call you Alonzo?

You're gonna do what you're gonna do anyway.

[Rodds] That's not fair.

I'm a servant of the courts.

I abide by the law.

I would never just assert my authority.

I just wanna talk to you.

You're wanting answers that I do not have.

Alonzo, look, I know that you are a good church boy.

You somehow got caught up with these people.

And I get it. Fast life.

Money, cars, women.

But it's not too late for you.

Too late for what?

[Rodds] To do the right thing.

Tell us what we need to hear and we'll take care of you.

We'll be your new family.

That's what she does for you, all right.

She says you're family.

I can't make up lies on someone.

Like you say, I'm a good church boy.

Then don't let these people drag you to hell.

Cooperate with us.

You're good with, uh, computer stuff.

Hack into the cameras at Eden

and let us see what Madam is really up to.

They don't even have to know that it was you.

Wait, so you and your people were the ones

who hacked into my computer?

We don't employ illegal tactics--

No, you just ask regular citizens to do it for you.

I don't have nothin' else to say.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to get to work.

Suit yourself.

[music]

[knocking on door]

Come in!

[music]

You told me to let you know when Trouble got in.

She outside.

All right, bring her in.

[music]

-Look, Madam, before you say-- -Bitch, you speak...

when I tell you to speak.

Yes, Madam.

I'm sorry.

Okay, so explain yourself.

I'm sorry.

I just want to tell you that I'm sorry.

That's all.

You sorry? Is that it?

I don't know what else to say.

I...just want to let you know that I'm loyal to you.

Well, bitches that are loyal don't usually run around,

lying on the people they're supposed to be loyal to.

I didn't...

I honestly didn't think that

Tandy was gonna tell you anything.

Well, I'm glad she did. If not, I wouldn't know your ass

was running around the fucking streets

-throwing dirt on my name. -It ain't even like that.

I promise I won't do it again.

Oh, I'm sure you won't do it again.

Madam, please, I'm here for you and you know that.

I just sideswiped a police car to protect Amp and Midnight.

And I told Tommy about Casanova outside the police station.

-Did he not tell you? -He told me what you said.

And the only reason that you're not suspended

is because of that.

And you have been bringing in some cash.

Well, I'm glad you recognize, Madam.

Bitch, she don't owe you no flowers.

[Madam] You're not fucking special at all.

I can find another one of you in a heartbeat.

Yes, Madam.

So I hope you know you are not tipping out tonight.

I'll be taking your whole bag.

But Madam, are you serious?

You are lucky your punishment is not worse.

Last time somebody crossed me, they ended up in a morgue.

Conversation is over.

You can leave.

[music]

[sighs] Life is good, fellas.

Hey, come on, man.

Get your ass up outta my seat, man.

You know the drill.

What's up with you?

Got me a new full-time sponsor.

She way richer than Ms. Patty.

Man, RIP, bro.

Who the hell is dumb enough to take Ms. Patty's place?

-Ms. Tandy. -You've gotta be kidding me.

[Babyface] No, sir!

I'm staying at the house while her husband is in the hospital.

When I tell you it's nothing but five-star treatment?

Look, your boy is set.

King shit.

[scoffs] I thought she liked way younger niggas.

[laughter]

Look, all she want is some dick.

If you finesse her right,

you'll get anything up outta her.

Yeah, see how long before you fuck that up.

Nah, I'mma keep doing everything she want me to do and more.

I'm not messin' this situationship up.

-Yeah. -Yeah.

You'll see.

Hey...

Where Big D at?

He's late as hell, bro.

Shit, man, I doubt y'all gonna be seeing him tonight

and/or any other night, bro.

Hello, word?

[Fuego] Damn, Amp. Don't get too excited.

I'm just sayin', you know,

we ain't gotta split our money, right?

[laughter]

Exactly!

See?

Tonight just keeps getting better.

Less money to split between y'all fools.

Crazy.

[knocking on door]

Hey--

Damn, Tommy!

Put him down.

Are you sure?

Yes!

Blue has her gun anyway!

-[coughs] -Always ready.

If he do something, then shoot his ass.

Fuck!

Sit down.

Oh man, look, um...

Surprised your ass decided to

show your face around here again.

I just wanted to let you know I was on the up and up.

How did you get out the basement?

[Big D] That's not important.

What's important is that I didn't leave.

Or I didn't run.

It's because I didn't do nothing wrong.

You pretended to shoot somebody and then smuggle him out.

[Big D] And all due respect, Blue,

but pretending is an understatement

compared to actually shooting somebody.

So why are you here, then?

I wanna come back and dance at Club Eden.

[laughs]

[Big D] And in order for me to do that,

I had to come explain myself.

Okay, cool. Well, explain yourself.

[Big D] Me and Casanova go way back,

and I kinda was his informant.

Are you telling me you was a snitch?

No, ma'am. I don't see it that way.

Well, how do you see it?

[Big D] I was just returning a favor.

Back in the day, he helped me out with this problem.

But me helping him out in the basement,

that was just me paying him back.

I'm sorry that I stepped on your toes.

It won't happen again.

So where's Casanova now?

He's at the police station.

He's a cop and he's undercover.

I'm just trying to get back in your good graces.

Well, let's pause, okay?

Because you already knew this information,

so why are you telling me now?

'Cause when I realized that he didn't need me no more

and there was no use for me,

he was just gonna throw me out to the dogs.

[laughs]

Am I to presume that I'm the dog in the scenario?

Just respectfully, ma'am.

[laughs] Okay.

Well, thank you very much for your honesty.

And I'm happy you made it out of the basement.

Now, can you please explain to me why it is

I shouldn't kill you?

Hm?

Well, the way I see it,

all bets are off with me and Casanova.

And like I said earlier,

I really just wanna get back in your good graces.

I must say youse a bold motherfucka.

You are.

[chuckles]

I might actually have some use for you.

Thank you, Madam.

And since you enjoy being an informant so much,

now you're mine.

-I can do that. -[Madam] You willdo that.

You will figure out whatever

the fuck the police think they have on me, my club,

and all of my associates.

Yes, ma'am. But can I still dance here?

For now, but not with VIP.

You're reduced to an amateur.

Ain't no problem.

I appreciate you, Madam.

Don't appreciate it, nigga, deliver.

Say less.

[music]

[Blue] You sure you wanna let him go?

What if he runs his mouth?

I ain't worried about him, Blue. I got a feelin'.

This could be dangerous, Madam.

Have you ever known me to be scared of a little danger?

I thrive off that shit.

Y'all gotta remember, we're playing chess, okay?

Now, figure out what he knows from the cops,

give me all the information,

and once I know what it is,

then I decide what the fuck I wanna do with him.

Easy.

Yes, Madam.

Thank you.

[music]

[music]

♪ She want me dead, but I can smash [I can smash, smash]

♪ Everyone want the peepers I'm a cash cow ♪

♪ Please don't write a check, get your -- can't cash ♪

♪ Put it through, put it through ♪

[Women] Hey, hey, hey!

Ladies!

[women cheering]

How y'all feeling tonight?

[women cheering]

I'm feeling kind of sad.

-Yeah. -[women awwing]

And when I get like this, there is only one thing

that can make me feel good.

[women shouting]

Do you know what that is?

[women shouting]

This lady right here said, "Dick!"

Whooo!

I know that's right!

[women cheering]

And tonight, you all are getting five of the finest...

dicks in Atlanta

to make you feel good!

Ladies...

enjoy the men of Eden!

[women cheering]

♪ E don cast, last last

♪ Na everybody go chop breakfast ♪

♪ Shayo

♪ Yeah

♪ Shayo

♪ Igbo

♪ You go bow for the result o

♪ Nothing to discuss o

♪ 'Cause I dey win by default and without any doubt o ♪

♪ Omo me I be adult o

♪ I no go fit take your

♪ I no go fit take your insult o ♪

♪ Omo mind as you dey talk o

♪ I put my life into my job

♪ And I know I'm in trouble

♪ She manipulate my love o hmm

♪ I no holy and I no denge pose ♪

♪ Like baba frio, my eye o

♪ Don cry o

♪ I need igbo and shayo [Shayo] ♪

♪ I need igbo and shayo [Shayo] ♪

♪ I need igbo and shayo [Shayo] ♪

♪ I need igbo and shayo [Shayo] ♪

♪ Shayo [Shayo] Shayo [Shayo ♪

♪ I need igbo and shayo [Shayo] ♪

♪ I need igbo and shayo [Shayo] ♪

♪ I need igbo and shayo [Shayo] ♪

♪ Shayo [Shayo] Shayo [Shayo] ♪

[women cheering]

[music]

[women cheering]

Hey.

You have VIP.

[sighs] I'm on my way.

[music]

Couldn't wait 'til I got home, huh?

[sighs]

What's going on?

Nothing...

[silently cries]

I mean, we can get way more freakier than last time.

[whispers] Jack is dead.

[music]

You okay?

I don't know how to feel.

[music]

What you want me to do?

Just make me feel good.

Just take some of the pain away.

[music]

♪ Fuck being friendly

♪ I social distance with everyone 'cept my enemies ♪

♪ I keep 'em close and I watch as they fill with envy ♪

♪ They full of shit

♪ And that shit give 'em one hell of a squeeze ♪

♪ Bring a bitch to they knees

♪ Lightly, politely tell 'em to burn the castle down ♪

♪ I rip a page, fill it with bud ♪

♪ Light it and pass it 'round ♪

♪ I see a future where people wrestle with damaged crowns ♪

♪ So I flip the rock when I pitch ♪

♪ And stand up and smack you down ♪

♪ The wrong mad as the right

♪ The lawlessness a delight

♪ Around the word, there ain't no endin' in sight ♪

I'm looking for three of your dancers.

Who?

Rayshon Williams?

Uh, Erin Suede, and a Charles Bradley.

Only know one of those names and he ain't here.

You know a Trouble and Champ?

I don't know what you're talkin' about, Officer.

Isn't that them right there?

[women cheering]

Come on.

♪ Anyone that speaks get they throat cut ♪

♪ It's no wonder that these motherfuckers burnin' alive ♪

♪ They love beef, especially when you serve it with fries ♪

♪ They ride the clout to the sky, watch the turbulence fly ♪

♪ These overpaid politicians getting jerked for their lives ♪

Enough. Hey!

You two need to come with us.

We ain't goin' nowhere, what?

What is this about?

We can do this the easy way or we can do this hard way.

I ain't fuckin' goin' nowhere.

-Hey, cuff 'em. -What?

-Erin Suede-- -Hold up--

-[Jones] --Charles Bradley,

you two are under arrest for the murder of Jack Watson.

What the fuck?

[music]

♪ Always on the grind

♪ Money on my mind Money on my mind ♪

♪ I said I'm always on the grind ♪

♪ Always on the grind

♪ Money on my mind Money on my mind ♪

♪ Hey, you can't stop me now 'cause I'm gettin' paid ♪

♪ Too many diamonds on my watch, can't even see the face ♪

♪ You know I'm blocking out the air with custom Cartier ♪

♪ Yeah, you can't tell me no, I'll always get my way ♪

[BET theme]

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