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2 [K-9] Your word's your bond out in these streets.

Just know, you don't give me my money on time,

I'm gonna kill you.

- [gunshot] - [people screaming]

[tires screech]

Get in the fucking car!

[dramatic music plays]

[engine revving]

♪ ♪

Ma, you planned this whole thing with Wanda

to get me out of the game?

Look, we were just doing what was best for you.

[Terry] You're trying to manipulate my life

just like everybody else.

See Terry over there stargazing?

[Meech] And all that motherfucker gonna do is look.

That's Boom's wife.

I want you around the clock, woman.

[Lucille] Not tonight, okay, babe?

[Dink] This bitch hit me with her fuckin' car!

[B-Mickie] All I can tell you is Terry's out.

[Bryant] You better come with something bigger next time,

'cause I can hang yo' ass anytime on a double homicide

of Jay-Mo and your beloved Kato.

[Meech] Lamar is dead.

We're about to take over the whole nation.

Pledge allegiance to the Black Mafia Family!

[all] To the Black Mafia Family!

[Lamar gasping]

[monitor beeps]

[ominous music plays]

♪ ♪

[mellow music plays]

[Older Terry] I stepped away from Meech

because I was tired of answering to him.

Just when I thought I'd become the boss of my own business,

here come Pops, my new Meech.

- [knock at door] - [singer] ♪ Feel the rhymiest ♪

♪ Grimiest I'm 'bout mine on time ♪

You dress too casual to be driving customers around.

And take off that damn jewellery.

This ain't no damn rap show.

This chain represents hard work and achievement.

Trust me, Pops, I know how to run a business.

Nah, nah, successful men have worn suits my entire life.

This ain't the drug business.

This a family-run, Christian-owned company.

Throw on a suit.

And if you must wear some jewellery,

put on a cross.

[singer] ♪ I'm packin' Heavy chrome, platinum ♪

[mockingly] Put on a cross.

What?

Uh, the cross is a better idea

because it-- it fits the suit better.

- [door closes] - [singer] ♪ Uptown to Staten ♪

♪ What's happenin' ♪

♪ Ten tracks to fractions ♪

♪ Whenever I'm attacked ♪

[passenger] If you go left at the stop sign,

- it'll be faster. - Uh, trust me, sir.

The way I'm going is the fastest way.

- No, it's not. - I-I'll bet you it is.

- Go left! - You know what?

- Fuck this shit. - [tires squealing]

[passenger] What are you-- what are you doing?

What are you doing?

- [Terry] Get out the car. - [passenger] What?

[tense music plays]

Get--get your goddamn hands off of me!

[Terry] Shut up, and get the fuck out the car.

Are you serious?

- Are you serious? - Yeah.

You know what? I'm gonna tell everyone

the Flenory Family Car Service is a shitshow!

Fuck you! How 'bout that?

- Fuck you. - Where you going?

Get back here!

♪ ♪

Are you fucking kidding me?

[Older Terry] In business, the customer's always right.

Whoever made that shit up never drove in the D

or rode in a car with an asshole like dude.

- [indistinct chatter] - [employee] Here you go.

- Have a nice day. - [Peaches] Thank you.

- Here, babe. - Thanks, babe.

[Peaches] Got you one, too, Meech.

Thanks, Peaches. Can I get a spoon?

[Peaches] I'll go grab that. Sorry. I'll be right back.

[Meech] Your girl nice as hell.

Yeah.

And she's exotic.

She helps translate deals

with all the Arab business owners around town.

There's levels to this shit, Meech.

The first is stacking a grip

so you can invest in businesses like this

that generates cash.

Then you have scratch whenever shit dry up

and spots to wash your money.

Now, the last thing is diversify your yield.

Money ain't shit if it's dirty.

[Meech] No doubt.

Oh.

I moved a good amount of that weight

with more to come.

[tense music plays]

I look like somebody that fuck with piecemeal?

Hit me back flush, same way I broke you off.

[Meech] Fo' sho'. Won't be long.

I'm already setting up shop

and expanding with my cousin in Cleveland.

Hmm. That's what's up.

♪ ♪

[gunshots]

[people screaming]

[gunshots]

♪ ♪

- [hip-hop music plays] - [singer] ♪ Hold it down ♪

♪ Hold it down ♪

♪ And with the niggas That control the crown ♪

♪ Hold it down, hold it down ♪

♪ May take a few years To control the crown ♪

- [gunshots] - [tires squealing]

[singer] ♪ Now hold it down ♪

♪ Put this down Lil young un ♪

♪ This moves easily ♪

♪ You 6 feet over nothin' ♪

♪ You better learn to go Get to runnin' ♪

♪ Ain't that somethin' Script on the flip ♪

♪ The heat caught up, son The beef on tip ♪

[K-9] He's gone.

[singer] ♪ Better call your mens ♪

Who the fuck was that?

Probably some dumbass nigga

upset over that coach I shot at the Saint.

Ain't nothin' but a game of tic-tac-toe.

I'ma find that Cinderella motherfucker.

[Older Terry] Meech and I were both in bed

with new business partners,

which meant new turf and new enemies.

[Charlie] ♪ I got everything On the line ♪

♪ Out here I'm on the grind ♪

♪ Trying to get mine ♪

♪ At least you could Wish me luck ♪

♪ A nigga move the weight ♪

♪ Trying to get the cake ♪

♪ I'm in and out of state ♪

♪ At least you could Wish me luck ♪

♪ Too many niggas fake ♪

♪ It's hard to tell a snake ♪

♪ One more flip And I'm straight ♪

♪ At least you could Wish me luck ♪

♪ I don't go hand to hand ♪

♪ It go gram after gram ♪

♪ Yeah, holla at me, man ♪

♪ At least you could Wish me luck ♪

♪ Too many niggas fake ♪

♪ It's hard to tell a snake ♪

♪ One more flip And I'm straight ♪

♪ At least you could Wish me luck ♪

[50 Cent] ♪ The D's ain't that good ♪

♪ These niggas is ratting ♪

♪ They tell them What's going on ♪

♪ That's how they know What's happening ♪

♪ I'm riding With the top down ♪

♪ Trunk full of yola ♪

♪ Ghetto pharmaceutical ♪

♪ I move that Coca-Cola ♪

♪ Thousand grams of pure ♪

♪ Though I fuck With the weirdos ♪

♪ They snort away the pain ♪

♪ Bang their dope In their vein ♪

♪ Shorty crying Christmas ain't coming ♪

♪ Her pop's locked up ♪

♪ When it hurts the worst ♪

♪ Your ace find out She knocked up ♪

♪ Welfare ain't an option ♪

♪ When the Feds Come knocking ♪

♪ It's all fucked up So wish me luck ♪

[Charlie] ♪ At least You could wish me luck ♪

♪ A nigga move the weight ♪

♪ Trying to get the cake ♪

♪ I'm in and out of state ♪

♪ At least you could Wish me luck ♪

♪ Too many niggas fake ♪

♪ It's hard to tell a snake ♪

♪ One more flip And I'm straight ♪

♪ At least you could Wish me luck ♪

♪ I don't go hand to hand ♪

♪ It go gram after gram ♪

♪ Yeah, holla at me, man ♪

♪ At least you could Wish me luck ♪

♪ Too many niggas fake ♪

♪ It's hard to tell a snake ♪

♪ One more flip And I'm straight ♪

♪ At least you could Wish me luck ♪

♪ Wish me luck ♪

♪ At least you could Wish me luck ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, wish me luck ♪

♪ Wish me luck ♪

♪ All you got to do Is wish me luck, yeah ♪

[light music plays]

[singer vocalising]

♪ ♪

♪ You're so amazing ♪

♪ Mm, you're such a treat ♪

♪ Unbelievable The things that you do to me ♪

♪ ♪

♪ You showed me things ♪

♪ And changed my mind ♪

♪ I'll never go back To my old ways ♪

♪ I left 'em behind ♪

[music fades]

[footsteps approaching]

[tense music plays]

♪ ♪

Hey, baby.

Hey. [breathing heavily]

What's going on?

You know, I just can't believe that you and Terry

aren't comin' to Mama's birthday party.

Baby, we gotta build up a business

or else we won't have a business to come back to.

But it's been years since we've been on a family trip.

Even Meechie's coming.

[Charles] Yeah, well...

I'm sure she'll love to see her favorite.

♪ ♪

- Give her my love. - I will.

But you know, Mama needs a gift.

And Nicole still needs those bras

that we talked about.

Okay, look, I-I told you

things are still a little tight right now.

So are her raggedy hand-me-down bras,

so I'ma get what she needs, and that'll be that.

- [horn honks] - [dishes clattering]

[easy listening music playing]

♪ ♪

All right. So far, we've got $102.

- Those are cute. - [Lucille] Oh.

Um, I-I think we're gonna put these back.

Well, you know, you can get 20% off today

if you just open up a store card.

No, I think we have everything we need.

- Thank you so much. - You sure?

This tan brassiere would practically be free,

and the card's good for purchases all day today.

[tense music plays]

You know what?

I think we will.

- [Lucille chuckles] - All right.

Just fill this out right here.

Well, I think we gonna do a little more shopping first.

- [chuckling] Okay. - Okay, thank you.

Thank you.

Now, you take these bras, and you go back,

and you get the prettier ones.

[chuckles] For real, Mama?

Yes, and we're gonna get us some clothes

and some shoes for our trip,

and don't you tell your daddy nothing.

I won't. I promise.

- [softly] Promise? - Yeah.

[softly] Okay.

[light music plays]

♪ ♪

Y'know, I just got a phone call

from the customer you threw out your car.

Yeah, the guy was being a jerk, telling me how to drive,

acting like he was my damn boss.

The customers are our bosses.

And a bad reputation can ruin us

before we even get started.

Yo, I'm done taking that shit.

This is our company that we started with my money.

We can't turn a profit and hire a third driver

if you keep treating customers like that.

Hire a third driver?

We bought four cars.

Another driver lowers our insurance,

not to mention we're running out of that settlement money.

And when we're out of cash, we're out.

This ain't the streets.

You can't just get a new supply.

Yeah, I-I know that.

Then start acting like a business owner.

Wear your seatbelt,

stop cussin' and blasting your music,

and for God's sakes, don't throw out any more customers.

And lastly, make sure you get this homework done.

Your Mama and I still expect you to graduate.

♪ ♪

[birds chirping]

Those sheets are foul.

She needed a fresh set, like, yesterday.

Take real good care of your mama, don't you?

Just like you did when I was a kid, right?

[Vernell] Mm.

When you gonna give me a grandbaby, Brian?

[B-Mickie chuckles]

Soon.

Who are those flowers from?

[tense music plays]

Um, a handsome fella dropped 'em off.

He said he was your boss.

[B-Mickie] My boss?

When--when's Kato coming to visit?

[upbeat music plays]

♪ ♪

Meechie!

Oh, Nikki, I missed you!

- It's been too long! - I missed you too!

- Mm! - [Nicole laughs]

We'll chop it up in Cleveland, okay?

- Okay. - When we get back,

I'm gonna buy out the Lincoln for all the kids in the hood

to go see Coming to America.

- For real? - Yeah.

I wanted to see that for so long.

I know.

♪ ♪

Yo, yo, nigga, don't be hittin' that shit from the neck.

No one know where your nasty-ass lips been.

This my house, nigga.

[Meech chuckles]

Hey, you won't show up for a family dinner,

but now you goin' to Cleveland for Grandma's party?

Now, nigga, you know I'm her favourite.

And I also know that your ass is up to something.

While I'm down there, I'ma try and put lil' cuz on.

James don't even got hair on his nuts.

Not to mention you can't stand his ass.

That's when he was growing up.

Besides, he been dying to get down

since the last family reunion.

You carrying product in the car with Mama and Nikki?

Man, fuck nah, nigga.

Once I get James on lock,

I'ma have B-Mickie shoot it down.

That shit sound risky as fuck to me.

Yeah, well, I ain't ask your ass how it sound.

And sometimes, you know, risks, they worth the reward.

Especially when you franchisin' out,

tryna put BMF all over.

[tense music plays]

[Bryant] Your Mama like the flowers?

- [horn blaring] - [vehicle beeping]

So this is how it's gonna be?

You rolling up on me all the damn time?

Damn skippy.

Why you got your moms at this shitty-ass facility?

Bad insurance.

[Bryant chuckles]

I thought you was big-time.

This here?

This the best your drug money can do?

The neglect in this motherfucker will kill her

before the dementia does.

Let me--look here.

I can make some phone calls, get her to a better facility.

But my favours don't come for free.

Meech is out of town on some family shit for a few days,

so even if I was going to help you, I can't.

A loyal soldier. I respect that.

You know, I was loyal to my ex-wife

till she stabbed me in the back.

I don't give a fuck. I ain't Sally Jessy Raphael.

Why the fuck you telling me all this shit?

[tense music plays]

Sometimes a man gotta look out for himself,

stop protecting others,

and do what's best for him and his.

I already told you Meech is out of town.

[Bryant chuckles]

Seventy-two hours.

Give me something on Meech, or...

Mama ain't gonna know who the fuck taking care of her.

[dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

[easy listening music plays]

[phone ringing]

Yep, it's still dead.

Dr. Greenthumb is back in the building.

Call me Tee, please.

Okay, Tee. Thank you for your referrals.

I earned some nice commissions off of that.

You're welcome. I'm just tryin'

to keep a smile on that face.

Question.

How much would my premium go up

if I add a third driver?

Let me find out.

Hey, question.

How much would his premium go up

if he added a third driver?

So we recommend hiring someone with a clean record

who isn't considered high-risk.

As in a teenager like yourself.

[all chuckling]

Look, age ain't nothing but a number, a'ight.

[chuckles] Nah, but good looks.

I've really been bustin' my ass to make this car shit pop.

You do realise most businesses fail, right?

- Yeah. - And the ones that don't,

they have something unique about them

that their competitors don't

and they build their brand around that.

I think I got a good idea on how to hustle.

I'm just saying.

The real money is at the airport.

The city and metro can charge for longer fares,

and first-class passengers, they tip better.

Hmm.

First-class passengers deserve first-class service,

so I should probably stock my car up

with some good-ass snacks and shit.

You mean refreshments?

- Not "good-ass" anything? - [Terry chuckles]

Look, how 'bout we go to the grocery store

and grab a few things on your lunch break?

[upbeat music plays]

♪ ♪

Whoa!

That's my niece in that Benz!

How you doing?

- Look. - Oh.

[Clark] Girl done come up!

Uncle Charles hit the lottery?

Or Wendy's givin' raises.

- Hey! How you doin'? - [Clark] Girl done come up.

Oh, my good-- you know I'm trying.

- How you doing, Lu? - Oh, it's good to see you.

- Good to see you. - Oh, my goodness.

- Hey, Mama! - [overlapping chatter]

You smell like a million bucks.

- Damn, cuz! - What's up, cuz?

- You fresh to def, huh? - You could be too.

Not closing shifts at the video spot.

It don't pay shit,

which is why I still be on my side hustle.

Check this out.

Diversifying your yield ain't always a bad thing.

Nigga, I just made a killing

off a food truck play at the factories.

The video stores you at really might be better

'cause you already got access to it.

You talkin' way over my head.

Look...

hook me up with ol' boy that you been booming with.

Then we'll spread the word that your video store

got a new release coming later this week.

[Eurline] Where's Terry and my son-in-law?

Well, they started a car service,

and it's only two drivers, so duty calls.

Oh.

You working with 'em, too, Meechie?

Nah, Grandma. I'm still with sales.

- Aw. - [Nicole laughs]

Well, I am so thrilled you here.

[Meech] Me too.

Damn, I ain't know fruit was this expensive.

This is how you step your game up.

[Terry scoffs]

Look, so I already made a list of some things

that we probably gonna need.

You dropped something.

- [Markisha scoffs] - [Terry] Oh, yeah.

I was just cutting printing costs.

You gon' piss people off doing business this way.

Yeah, but I'm not really tryin' to make friends.

You gotta set the mood for a pleasurable ride.

I'm all about giving pleasures.

[smooth music plays]

- You see these Ferrero Rochers? - Yeah.

Those things melt in your mouth.

And you see these Andes mints? They the bomb.

Yeah, but how am I supposed to spot first-class passengers?

You gotta look for men in suits,

collared shirts and slacks,

women with skirts and blouses.

But you only got one shot.

So when they ask you how you doin',

don't say, "What up, doe?"

- [Terry chuckles] - [Markisha] You say,

"I'm well."

That's proper English.

♪ ♪

Damn, everything you saying is smart as hell.

Thanks for coming on a shopping date with me.

It's not a date. We're just shopping.

Yeah.

[hip-hop music plays]

♪ ♪

[dog barking]

Yo.

This my cousin I was telling you about.

- What up, doe? - What's up?

We got them trees for sale.

Keep you floating for hours.

[Meech] Oh, yeah?

I got some smoke that'll elevate your game even more.

Move that, earn a spot in my organisation.

[laughter]

Your organisation?

Nigga, I ain't talking 'bout no kill.

I'm talkin' 'bout the baddest white girl

you ever seen or tasted.

[clicks tongue] Man, please.

Bleek got the purest coke in the city.

Sitting at 60%.

Oh, yeah?

Well, this shit so ill

you could step on it three times

and still be sitting pretty enough

that Bleek'll be your bitch.

- Instead of you being his. - [Stone chuckles]

You ain't getting' pure like that around here.

Mm-mm. I'm from the D, homie.

So since we just feelin' each other out

and just getting started, I'ma float you some trees.

You move that, then I'll bring in the snow.

Uh-huh.

[suspenseful music plays]

What you talkin'?

I'm a businessman.

So let's step into your office, negotiate terms.

[hip-hop music plays]

♪ ♪

[phone ringing]

[monitor beeping rapidly]

[machines beeping]

[sustained tone]

[suspenseful music plays]

♪ ♪

- [Lamar grunts] - [officer groaning]

[dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

[electricity buzzing]

[dishes clinking]

[liquid pouring]

[Bryant] The reports are true.

Silas escaped this morning.

Units are canvassing the neighbourhood,

but there's no sight of Lamar.

[Jin] Any idea of where he might go?

- Friends, family? - [Bryant] Nah.

But, you know, this here's nice.

I mean, except for

the prostitutes and graffiti outside.

[Jin] Hey. I pay, I pick.

And if you put as much energy into your sources

as you do your lunch,

we would have a lead on Flenory by now.

Well, in my experience,

if a source don't want my foot up they ass,

he or she will deliver to me.

- [Bryant clears throat] - [Jin] Nice.

This is a hot pot.

You cook the uh, meat and the veggies

in the broth.

Yo, there ain't no cats or dogs in this, is there?

Don't make me get out my gun.

Look, I'm just sayin'.

You know, when I think about Chinese,

I think about almond boneless chicken,

maybe some shrimp fried rice, you know, some Mongolian beef.

None of that is even authentic.

If I'm gonna be taking you to Chinese,

it's gonna be the real deal.

Okay. Uh...

[soft music plays]

♪ ♪

- Meow! - [Bryant yelps]

[laughing]

[plane engine roaring]

- [person] Taxi, right here. - [horn honks]

[officer] Let's go. Let's go.

Keep it moving.

You want to park at the curb,

there's gonna be an airport fee.

Man, if you don't get the fuck outta here with that.

Everybody here's paid the fee.

You get the fuck outta here.

- [honk honking] - [officer blows whistle]

All right, damn.

[officer] Let's go.

[whistle blasts]

No stopping.

[upbeat music plays]

Let's go.

♪ ♪

Hey, my mans! You need a ride?

♪ ♪

Yeah, but I'm going to the West Side, though.

And? Come on, hop in.

I'ma pop the trunk. Hop in!

♪ ♪

I got you. Hop in.

[passenger] Thanks, man.

[Terry] No problem. All right. Come on. Hop in.

[officer] Keep it movin'!

None of the other car companies go deep into the city.

Damn. Really?

Hey, if anyone else needs a ride to the North End,

West Side, or downtown,

I got room for three, I got room for three!

Come on, hop in! Let's go!

♪ ♪

How y'all doin', how y'all doin'?

[officer] Let's go, man!

- Keep it moving! - [Terry] Yeah, all right.

- [blows whistle] Let's go! - [Terry] We leavin' now.

- [hip-hop music plays] - [singer] ♪ From the tip ♪

♪ Yeah, one two, one two ♪

♪ Mic check One two, one two ♪

♪ ♪

♪ One two, one two ♪

♪ Hold on ♪

♪ Is that mic on Is that mic on ♪

♪ Is that mic on, tell me Is that mic on ♪

♪ Is that mic on Is that mic on ♪

♪ Is that mic on, tell me Is that mic on ♪

♪ Uh, I get busy... ♪

Will this be all for you, sir?

Yes.

Do you have the deluxe edition?

We sure do.

- Great. I'll take it. - All right.

[singer] ♪ Got the speakers blown ♪

♪ I write bars that make... ♪

Video's due back in three days.

[singer] ♪ Boy, I don't stutter ♪

♪ I'm from the gutter With a clear voice ♪

♪ I used to get in trouble With my spit game ♪

Hey, let me get this, this.

And is this the deluxe edition of Ghostbusters?

Let me get it.

[Kool & The Gang's "Celebration" playing]

Here you go.

[cheers and applause]

♪ ♪

What you got, what you got?

♪ ♪

[singers] ♪ Yahoo ♪

♪ ♪

[singer] ♪ This is your celebration ♪

♪ ♪

- [doorbell rings on TV] - [person on TV] Herb. Herb!

[Herb on TV] I ain't home.

[person on TV] Herb...

Pops, check it out.

I hit the airport today,

and I found a new market we can definitely tap into.

The other car companies are too afraid to go deep east

or to the West Side, but we ain't.

I even came up with a business slogan.

"We go where you go."

You didn't get out the drug game

to be driving through the worst parts of town.

It take risk to expand.

We could corner a underserved market.

And I even bought some first-class snacks

to lock down first-class passengers.

[chuckles] That sound like

a waste of money to me.

Yeah, but sometimes you gotta spend money

to make it back.

And--and this'll set us apart from our competitors.

Listen, we need to stick to who and what we know:

driving folks through the community.

Look, Pops.

We're partners.

We gotta start hearing each other out.

With the business model I'm proposing,

we could corner the high end, low end markets

as well as hire a third driver to start making some real bank.

I just need you to trust me on this.

[soft music plays]

♪ ♪

[Meech on phone] Get on the road tomorrow morning,

and call me when you reach the city limits.

[Bryant] Open the door, motherfucker.

It's me.

[Meech on phone] What the fuck was that?

[B-Mickie] Nothing. About to cut the radio down.

[Meech on phone] Just remember what I said.

Hit me tomorrow when you touch down.

A'ight. Bet.

[pounding on door]

[Bryant] Dude, the fuck is wrong with you?

I'm on the phone talking to the doctors about my moms.

Right. And my name is Bout Scout.

[B-Mickie] I'm being real with you.

All right, man. My- my bad.

Cool.

Now I'ma get the operator

and have them trace back the last call

- just to make sure... - [keypad beeping]

- ...it was the hospital. - [line ringing]

[B-Mickie] Wait, hold on, hold on.

[line ringing]

- [phone beeps] - [B-Mickie sighs]

I'ma be real.

Okay, that was Meech on the phone.

He's still up in Ohio.

He needs me to secure a meetup

between him and the Bubs from 6 Mile.

When?

Two days.

At the stash house in Hamtramck.

And you sure Meech gon' be there?

Yes, man. Fuck!

That's the same reason why

I couldn't answer the damn door.

Now you know what's gonna happen

if you lying, right?

I don't got a reason to lie to you.

I just want this shit to be done.

[tense music plays]

♪ ♪

[door slams]

[plane engine roaring]

- [Terry] Hey, look, my man. - [officer] You in the black!

- [Terry] Just hear me out. - [whistle blasts]

We work too hard to be paying a kickback

to some guy that's running a scam

for pulling up at a curb on public property.

Know what I'm saying? It's just--it's ridiculous.

- Hey, my mans. - [whistle blasts]

Who runs your business, you or this guy right here?

[driver] Don't matter as long as my check clears.

Yeah, but what he's doing

is called unethical business practices.

Look, young blood.

Don't come around here stirring no trouble, okay?

Most of these people been driving for over ten years.

And so what that the white dude's taxing us?

We still get to take care of our families and make bank.

Yeah, but look.

If we stick together and fight 'em as a unit,

we could change the system.

[horn honking]

And what if we can't?

Then you continue business as usual,

old boy keeps getting paid for no fucking reason.

But--but look, just...[sighs]

...just think about what I'm saying

and just get back to me, please.

[driver] A'ight, bet.

Thank you, brother.

Hey, I told you.

No fee, no curb.

[Terry] I ain't paying you a goddamn thing.

And you know what? Matter of fact, none of us are.

We blackballing yo' ass

and filing a complaint with the airport,

so now you can get the fuck on.

How 'bout that, huh?

Bye-bye. Get the fuck on.

[person over PA] Your attention, please.

Yeah.

Well done.

You from the Flenory Family Car Service?

That's right.

[tense music plays]

Don't you ever fuck with our brochure again.

Yo, get the fuck away from me, you fucking weirdo.

[person] You've been warned.

♪ ♪

[officer] Taxi Tommy, keep it moving.

Let's go, chop-chop.

♪ ♪

Excuse me. Where is the cab line?

Oh, um, it's- it's down this way,

but I-I can take you where you need to go.

You know what? Let me grab your bags.

I-I'll take you.

- [both speaking Arabic] - [both chuckle]

- [passenger] Thank you. - [Terry] All right.

You're welcome.

[passenger] I only see these during the holidays.

Customer satisfaction is our number one priority.

I can tell.

And I'll be sure to recommend your company

to all my colleagues.

[Terry chuckles] Thanks.

[passenger chuckles]

- Oh, damn. - [horn honks]

♪ ♪

[passenger] Is something wrong?

[Terry] Nope, I just don't want any of my customers to be late.

Excuse me, officer.

I'm driving my clients to and from the airport.

I want to know if you guys are gonna have

checkpoints all over the city?

Yeah, from downtown to south West Side.

Be prepared for delays or take alternative routes.

Okay. Thank you.

Hey, do you mind if I make a quick stop

so I can call a client

to give him a earlier pickup time?

Please, be my guest. [chuckles]

[upbeat music plays]

♪ ♪

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.

[phone ringing]

Man, is you coming or you ain't?

Yo, it- it's Tee.

Nigga, hang up. You cloggin' up the line.

You done lost your mind

smoking that devil's skin at my house!

[Meech shushes]

- [cane thudding] - Ah! Come, on, Grandma.

- What is you doing? - [disconnect tone]

Ah, fuck!

Boy, you ain't never too old to catch one!

All right. I'm sorry.

[Parliament's "Flash Light" playing]

[Dink] Hey, turn that up, man, turn that up.

- [Sockie] You already know. - [singer] ♪ Flash light ♪

Hey, go, go, go. [laughs]

[singer] ♪ Flash light ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Ha-da-da, dee-da Hada, hada, da-da ♪

[singer] ♪ Oh, it's no use ♪

[laughter]

- [door opens] - Yo, where's B-Mickie?

[Sockie coughs]

The hell invited yo' square ass to the party?

I don't need no invite. I built this shit.

Where the fuck is B-Mick?

Look, nigga.

Yo' hostile Black ass

ain't even got no bidness here,

so why don't you get the fuck on,

you Stevie Wonder-looking motherfucker?

[Terry] Nigga, I'm being serious.

B's supposed to be making a run for Meech--

[Sockie] Wrong.

I'm making the move.

You ain't going nowhere high as a kite.

- Where's the work? - [Dink] Shit.

- Yo, where's the fucking work? - [Dink] Yo, yo, yo, easy!

Get the fuck off me.

[softly] Work.

We was having fun till you showed up, man.

[Terry] Man, fuck your fun.

Just go get the work.

[singer] Oww! get him!

[singer] ♪ Most of all He needs the funk ♪

[soft music plays]

- Baby girl. - [Lucille sighs]

What is it?

[Lucille sniffles]

My life just did not turn out

the way I hoped it would.

[sniffles]

Why should it?

Where's the fun in that?

Charles and I might as well be roommates.

Wendy's is paying pennies.

I had to take out a credit card

just to buy this outfit.

And...

the Mercedes is not mine.

It's Meech's.

He got it selling drugs.

♪ ♪

None of that impresses me.

And it don't matter to God, neither.

I just want you to be proud of me, Ma.

Lucille, I've always been proud of you.

I was disappointed when you married Charles

and moved away,

but you had to do what felt right.

You had already chosen your path,

just like Meech.

Yeah...

...but I just feel like

I'm fighting one losing battle after the next.

You've always been stronger than you realise.

[Lucille sniffles]

Now, every baby's gotta leave the nest at some point.

But if you raise 'em right,

they'll always come back to the tree

and find their comfort in its shade.

[Lucille chuckles softly]

[horns honking]

[rhythmic knock at door]

♪ ♪

[baby fussing softly]

- [rhythmic knock at door] - [LaWanda sighs]

Hey. How's it going?

Mm, good. What's up with you?

'Bout to shoot to my grandma's birthday party

in Ohio and surprise them.

I wanted to see if you and TJ wanted to roll.

- Terry, seriously? [scoffs] - Hell yeah.

I've been driving all these damn customers around all day.

I haven't even given y'all a ride yet.

- [LaWanda chuckles] - This could be

a nice, quick getaway.

Come on. Pack a bag. Come on, let's go.

- Pack a bag, hurry up. - All right, all right.

All right, all right.

I bought some formula and diapers,

so I'ma load up his bag, all right?

Hey, little man. Oh, he asleep.

Yep. All right, I'm packing.

[Terry] ♪ He's got the whole world ♪

♪ In His hands ♪

♪ He got the whole world ♪

♪ In His hands ♪

♪ He's got the whole ♪

Hey, you good?

[LaWanda] Yeah, I'll be right out.

[Terry] All right.

[LaWanda] It's weird, riding back here like this.

Not often you get to be chauffeured

by the best driver in the city, huh?

Well, the best driver in the city

better keep his eyes on the road

and stop looking back here at us.

[Terry chuckles] All right.

- Aw, sh... - What the hell is goin' on?

[Terry] Thought I avoided this shit

coming down 4th Street.

[officer] Sir, pull on up.

[tense music plays]

♪ ♪

[Terry] Fuck, fuck.

Oh, that's...

[officer] Let's go. This man through.

[officer] Move forward now.

♪ ♪

Let's go.

Move forward now.

[officer] Next.

Let's go.

Come on, now.

♪ ♪

Why did you back up?

Uh, no, sir, I was just gathering my documents.

♪ ♪

- Where are you headed? - Um...

Um...

To my granny's house in Cleveland.

[chuckles]

♪ ♪

License and registration, please.

Uh...

All right, hang tight a sec.

♪ ♪

[LaWanda] Terry, what's going on?

You acting all weird and shit.

[Terry] Nothing. Just chill.

♪ ♪

[officer] All right, sir.

I'm gonna need you to, uh...

drive safe with that precious cargo in the back seat.

[Terry] Thank you, officer. Will do.

Say bye-bye! Say bye-bye, TJ.

[officer] Bye, little fella.

♪ ♪

[Terry] I hate the police.

They always fucking with a nigga.

- [rain pattering] - [brakes squealing]

Man, what the fuck?

[tense music plays]

[Meech] The fuck you doing here?

I brought the fam.

And your girls.

And please believe me when I say you needed my help.

I thought you was done.

B-Mickie was supposed to make that run.

The least you could say is thank you,

considering all them damn checkpoints

I just went through.

- Man, fuck you. - [Terry] You know what?

That means "thank you" in Meechie talk,

so you welcome.

Hey, Grandma, look who I brought

for you to see.

[Meech] Man, that food was good.

Now let's get to work.

Tee just brought them girls in.

Yo, what the fuck?

Bro, one of them fucking cans is missing.

That's bullshit. They all was in there.

[dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

[mumbling indistinctly]

♪ ♪

[Clark] What you guys looking for?

[Lucille] Easy, pumpkin.

[babbling softly]

Okay, wait, wait, wait.

♪ ♪

Oh, no, Mama, I'll--

I'll--I'll make-- I'll make his bottle for you.

- Okay. - Let me--let me do it.

I'm just so surprised

and thankful that you guys came.

It's so nice to have all my kids at one time,

even if it is just for one night.

- [all chuckling] - Yeah.

You welcome, you welcome. I'll make it.

Okay.

[singer] ♪ Graffiti on the walls ♪

♪ Says you better be aware ♪

♪ Scrunchies on our ponytails Legs with the warmers ♪

♪ Watching every slow car When they hit the corner ♪

♪ Huge door knockers Bending on the canvas ♪

♪ When they see my fresh Adidas hit the campus ♪

[Terrell] Hey, Mo.

When you gonna cut off that helmet, man?

[laughter]

Nigga, you gotta get another hairstyle

if you're gonna be part of this crew, man.

Shit ugly, man.

[indistinct chatter]

Sick-ass security, man.

[singer] ♪ Side of the school With the bleachers ♪

Show y'all boys what real coins spend like.

Uh-huh. We'll see.

What we got, what we got? Ooh!

- Who baby ass we wipin' today? - [laughter]

[Stone snorts]

Yeah? That's it?

Yeah, you know what?

I don't like the terms no more...

so I'm switching up the profit margin.

In my hood, once you negotiate the terms,

the deal is done.

- [zipper unzips] - The fuck?

Is you pissing right now? This stupid-ass nigga, man.

But this ain't your hood, man.

[James] Come on, Rell.

So this is how y'all get down out here?

[urine trickling]

Okay.

Rell, this is a good opportunity.

Yeah, yeah. No, no doubt, no doubt.

But this my city and my crew, so we taking a bigger cut.

Then I'm taking my shit back, nigga.

[tense music plays]

♪ ♪

Nah, I don't think so.

Now, we done here.

Unless you and this Rick James-looking motherfucker

want some static.

[song continues indistinctly]

♪ ♪

I got it.

I'ma see you around, though.

[Rell] Yeah, all right then.

[singer] ♪ Every day in the hood ♪

♪ Fresh as fuck Everything understood ♪

So we've located the stash spot

where Demetrius Flenory is going to be tonight.

Outskirts of Hamtramck. We're hitting it at 11:00.

How do we know if this is good intel?

Well, it came from my source, so--

[G-Q] Your source must be pretty high in the ranks

for him to know where the top dog's gonna be.

That's Bryant's guy

who he's been building a relationship with.

And I'm sure as hell gonna give my partner

the space to do his job if it means

we're gonna get more of these motherfuckers off the street.

[Bryant] Okay, then.

So there is one point of entry right here.

Third floor.

[Terry] What's going on, Pops? We being audited?

[Charles chuckles] No.

This is Denise, our new driver.

- Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.

Hey, Pops. Can I have a word?

Yeah. Excuse me.

You hired a new driver without talking to me first?

I don't need your permission

to do what's best for this company.

Yeah, but this is our company.

We gotta do this together to make this work.

Look, I understand that,

but just think about where Denise

can take the company.

She can go to places and pick up clients

that we can't.

She can expand our customer base,

which means our pockets.

It's a win-win.

Yeah, but how do we know we can trust her?

I worked with Denise for years at the factory.

She just got laid off. She's a single mom with a son.

Yeah, I mean, I-I got a son I gotta provide for too.

Yeah, and hiring a third driver helps us do just that.

[Lucille] Ooh, we are home!

Hey, welcome back.

- [Charles] How was it? - [Lucille] Hey.

You know Mama enjoyed herself.

Hey, sweetie.

It-it was good. I gotta go to the bathroom.

- Hey, Miss Denise. - Hey, Denise.

You're looking at the newest addition

to the Flenory Family Car Service.

My, goodness, that is just wonderful.

Meechie dropped us off. Terry, get them bags.

Been a while. Good seeing you.

Oh, my goodness. How you been?

[Denise] Oh, I'm good. How about you?

I'm good. Look at you.

[Denise] Oh, thanks.

It's good to see you too. Nice meeting you, Terry.

[hip-hop music plays]

Thank you. You won't regret it.

♪ ♪

[singer] ♪ Word is bond Ring the alarms ♪

[Meech] Here, miss. Here.

- [person] Oh. - Let me help you with that.

[singer] ♪ Consider then ♪

I got you.

That is awfully thoughtful of you.

- Oh, no problem. - [chuckles]

- You live right here? - I do.

[singer] ♪ Cool J on his best day ♪

- Oh! - [Meech] I got you.

- What a gentleman. - [Meech chuckles]

My son usually helps me with this kind of stuff, but--

oh, hey, sweetie.

Oh, this must be your son right here.

- Mm-hmm. - How you doin'?

Hey, Mama, why don't you go ahead

and--and watch your shows?

- I-I got this. - Okay.

[Meech] Actually, ma'am,

can I please have a glass of water?

- I'm sorry. - [person] Oh, of course.

- Thank you. - Have a seat.

Oh, thank you.

- Oh, you thirsty, huh? - Very.

Thank you so much.

Of course.

Hey, Mama, I-I got the groceries.

Why don't you go ahead and get some rest, okay?

- Oh, okay. - Yeah.

You got some fucking nerve--

[click]

Shit, since you like surprises,

I really didn't think you'd mind.

So check this out.

Moving forward, my cousin's gonna be running shit.

That means you report to him,

and if you fuck shit up, your mama in there

is gonna be making her son some meatball stew

with your balls.

[tense music plays]

All right. I get it.

I hope so, 'cause I need them girls back as well.

♪ ♪

[hip-hop music plays]

[singer] ♪ Feel that pressure ♪

♪ Deal with pressure Gettin' closer ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Feel that pressure ♪

♪ Deal with pressure Gettin' closer ♪

♪ ♪

- ♪ Feel that pressure ♪ - [door bangs]

[Bryant] Get down, get down! Don't move!

- [Jin] Freeze! Get down! - [glass shattering]

[singer] ♪ Feel that pressure ♪

♪ Deal with pressure Gettin' closer ♪

[Bryant] Think about it. Don't move.

[singer] ♪ Feel that pressure ♪

♪ Deal with pressure Gettin' closer ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Feel that pressure ♪

♪ Deal with pressure Gettin' closer ♪

- [thud] - [Prophet] Oh!

[singer] ♪ Born In the belly of the beast ♪

Shit!

I broke my leg!

Hey, dum-dum.

You must've just got off the short bus, huh?

You didn't see all these cop cars outside your window?

- [G-Will] Take it easy. - Just keep moving, big boy.

[singer] ♪ No sneak moves around me ♪

♪ And no extras ♪

♪ I bring context, pressure ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Feel that pressure ♪

♪ Deal with pressure Gettin' closer ♪

At least we got the drugs

and these two shitheads off the street.

Yeah.

But still no Meech.

[singer] ♪ Feel that pressure ♪

♪ Deal with pressure Gettin' closer ♪

[upbeat music plays]

Shit, what we doin'? Six, six? That's craps?

- Yeah. - All right, bet.

Throw your shit down. Let's go, let's get it.

Shit. Strike?

- All right, let's go. - [dice clatter]

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

No, don't even trip.

I got your ass. You just watch.

♪ ♪

Put your whole ass over here on this table.

♪ ♪

- Big dog. - My nigga.

- What up, doe? - What up, doe?

All right.

[loud slam]

Yeah! Told y'all!

I'm the man, motherfuckers!

Man, y'all can suck my dick.

♪ ♪

Sorry-ass craps.

I hate niggas who get loud about winning.

Gotta be careful with those who make too much noise.

Yeah, I'ma keep bustin' y'all ass up in here.

Lady luck.

Right, right, right.

[gambler] Blow on these, baby.

You're so silly.

♪ ♪

[chuckles] Sexy-ass.

I know you K-9's girl,

but you're still your own woman.

[Peaches chuckles]

[both chuckle]

Come. There's something I want to show you.

♪ ♪

[gambler] Take all y'all motherfuckin' money.

[indistinct chatter]

Found Cinderella.

And the fucking shoe fits. [chuckles]

[dramatic music plays]

[thunder rumbles]

[K-9] When a motherfucker violates...

...we demonstrate.

[K-9] That's what's up.

[thunder rumbling]

[dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

[Alvin] I'm here.

Shit. Fuck.

I got you, cuz!

I got you.

I got you, cuz. Don't even trip.

- [siren wailing] - Shit. Fuck.

Come on.

Come in here. I'm gonna take care of you.

I got you.

Come on, man.

Can we try this shit some other time?

One and a half kilos, two pushes.

Seen some new faces in the crew,

but they ain't saying shit till their lawyers show up.

[siren wailing]

Not a bad day's work.

- But no Meech. - He was supposed to be there.

Hell is this?

Pulled some strings.

Got your mom into a new

state-of-the-art rehab facility.

They transferring her tomorrow.

Yo, Bryant, ain't nobody ever done no shit like this for me.

I mean, especially no cop.

Well...

we family now, ain't we?

[thunder rumbles]

[tense music plays]

[hip-hop music plays]

- [door opens] - [bell jingles]

♪ ♪

- [door closes] - [bell jingles]

My bad I couldn't make it. My moms took a turn.

Damn. She all right?

That shit crazy, man.

Hope she feel better.

But you know, you still got a responsibility here as well.

Yeah, I know.

I been kickin' myself for making it seem like

B-Mickie always B-Missing.

[Meech chuckles]

Crazy as hell for that one.

I'm being for real, dog.

No, we family, B.

Hey, look. We all family.

But when something comes up,

we have to do a better job of communicating

so things can just run smoothly.

If something comes up, call me.

If I call you, hit me back ASAP.

Bro, we can't do this shit no more.

Yeah, you gotta communicate that shit with us too.

I mean, Tee came through this bitch

throwing his weight around tryin' to call shots and shit.

- What we supposed to do? - Yeah, that was some bullshit.

He messed our party up too.

Who we supposed to answer to, you or Tee?

Yeah, Meech. That shit be mad confusing.

From now on, I'm the only motherfucker calling shots.

If I'm not here, holla at B-Mick.

- [thunder rumbling] - Flat out.

[Hoop] Well, there it is, then.

All right.

A'ight, nigga.

[thunder rumbling]

That's a mighty fine looking nightgown.

You like it?

I do.

Thank you.

Did you buy it with the credit card

you opened on our daughter's name?

[soft music plays]

I was just trying to measure up

to all those women you've been fantasising about.

What the hell you talkin' about?

I was cleaning up the other day, and I--

and I saw those dirty magazines in your guitar case.

Well, I wouldn't have to buy them damn things

if you didn't treat having sex with me like a chore.

I wanna make myself vulnerable for you,

for you to take me however you want me.

[tense music plays]

It's just--it's just so hard

to do everything for everybody all the time.

Well, lookit here.

Saint Lucille made some sacrifices,

and now she wants praise from the pope.

Don't talk to me like that.

♪ ♪

That smut...

♪ ♪

This is you breaking our vows.

No, this is you breaking the law.

And screwing up Nicole's future.

You just thinking about yo'self and you embarrassed

about what everybody else thinks about you.

Oh, no. You talkin' about yourself now.

Oh, oh, oh, I'm talking about myself?

Am I? Am I?

Because it seems to me

that we are just two peas in a pod.

We used to be.

Do you remember?

We used to be everything.

I remember when you used to like me.

I am your husband, Lucille.

♪ ♪

And it would be nice if every once in a while

you wanted me like I want you.

♪ ♪

[Lucille breathes deeply]

♪ ♪

I'm just tired.

[crying softly]

[whispering] That makes two of us.

♪ ♪

Here you go. Enjoy the movie, little man.

[hip-hop music plays]

♪ ♪

[Meech] Motherfucker, you got my crew questioning me

'cause you inserting your ass into my business.

[Terry] You must've forgot that we built this shit together.

Tee, I don't give a fuck.

Nigga, get in the game or stay out of it.

Can't keep tiptoeing in both lanes, messing up my shit.

Yo, get the fuck out my--

- [Nicole] Yo, Terry, stop! - [blows landing]

Terry, Meech, stop!

Stop it, Meech! Stop!

[employee] Hey, hey! Knock it off, you two,

or I'm calling the cops.

[Meech] Next time you get in my business,

I'ma beat your ass again.

Man, fuck you! If it wasn't for me,

Sockie would've been locked up and all your shit gone.

I saved your ass, like I always fucking do.

I ain't tell your stupid ass to do that.

Mind your own fucking business and get out of mine.

Stupid-ass.

[Older Terry] When family business gets fucked up

and ties are severed,

that's when you're left most vulnerable

and enemies attack.

[singer] ♪ Everybody Anybody, nobody ♪

♪ Somebody, everybody Anybody ♪

♪ Nobody, somebody ♪

♪ Everybody, anybody, nobody ♪

♪ Somebody, everybody Anybody ♪

♪ Nobody, somebody Everybody ♪

- ♪ Anybody, nobody ♪ - [singer] ♪ Bodies ♪

[singer] ♪ Somebody, everybody Anybody ♪

- ♪ Nobody, somebody ♪ - [singer] ♪ Bodies ♪

[singer] ♪ Everybody, anybody, nobody ♪

♪ Somebody, everybody Anybody, nobody ♪

♪ I heard somebody mad That I'll jack anybody ♪

♪ So everybody got connects But never put nobody on ♪

♪ Everybody think they Somebody but ain't anybody ♪

♪ Nobody ever killed me I got plenty bodies ♪

- [singer] ♪ Plenty bodies ♪ - [singer] ♪ Anybody press me ♪

♪ I'ma hit first ♪

♪ Nobody move Nobody get hurt ♪

♪ Somebody better tell 'em We ain't came to play ♪

- [singer] ♪ Tell 'em ♪ - [singer] ♪ Everybody sound ♪

- ♪ The fuckin' same today ♪ - [singer] ♪ Everybody ♪

♪ Everybody, everybody ♪

[singer] ♪ Bodies, bodies ♪

♪ Bodies ♪

♪ Bodies, bodies ♪

♪ Bodies ♪

♪ Bodies, bodies ♪

♪ Bodies ♪

♪ Somebody, everybody ♪

♪ Anybody, nobody ♪

♪ Somebody, everybody ♪

♪ Anybody, nobody ♪

♪ Somebody, everybody ♪

♪ Anybody, nobody ♪

♪ Somebody, everybody ♪

♪ Anybody, nobody ♪

♪ Somebody, everybody ♪

- ♪ Anybody, nobody ♪ - [singer] ♪ Bodies ♪

♪ Somebody, everybody ♪

- ♪ Anybody, nobody ♪ - [singer] ♪ Bodies ♪