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- Hey, Kingsley said, "He'd pay me with these?"

- Okay.

Uh, yeah, hey, we're actually closed man.

Thank you.

Um, cheers, yeah.

- Oh you can't cheers with water, it's bad luck.

- Oh, I don't, I don't believe in luck.

To music.

- To luck.

- Okay!

- You play here?

- No. - Why not?

- Well the drink tickets don't really pay the bills, so.

- Yeah, that's usually it.

- No, no, no, you were really good.

You were really good. - Oh sarcasm, right?

- No, no, I mean, did you not notice

the bar filled with overweight bikers just gawking at you.

- Yeah, real music connoisseurs?

- Yeah, yeah um, where are you, where are you from?

- West coast, Vancouver. - West coast, Vancouver.

- Nice.

- Oh come on. It's not that obvious.

- Ow! - Sorry.

- I mean, you wouldn't be playing here if you knew the neighbourhood.

- You don't know that.

I could be a fugitive on the run.

Starving artists could be my disguise. - Ooh, good. Okay

- So what, you ended up here this place can't be that bad?

- Huh, um, do, do, do you write?

- Mm-hmm. - Uh-huh.

- Do you?

- Yeah it's been a minute, it's been a minute.

- Well, tonight seems like a great night to start, so.

I will leave you to it.

- Well, well wait you have another beer.

- Oh, I don't, I don't like beer.

- Oh, I recognize... - Oh, I know who you are.

Hopeless is one of my favorite songs.

- Thanks. - Yeah.

- What's, what's, what's your name?

- Nice to meet you Ricky.

- Okay!

Not bad bro.

Hey, can you take this out back?

Thanks.

Boom!

Fuck Ricky.

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Brrr!

Happy Birthday Mom!

Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday.

You're really warm hey, well.

So I'm here.

Cooking, we're cooking.

Want to give me a big squeeze.

Here's a little surprise.

It's me mom.

You like it?

It's a little rough, I know, but...

I think we'll be able to- - Oh you made it?

- Hey! - Hey you.

- Ma look who's here.

Who's she?

- These are beautiful.

I'll have to get a vase for them.

- Birthday girl gets treated fancy huh?

Are you taking some blood?

- I'm gonna give her a bit of a painkiller, doctor's order.

- Painkiller why, why do you have to give her a painkiller?

- Just a little bit of morphine, nothing crazy.

- Morphine. What's going on?

Well, how much?

Why are you giving her morphine?

I'm sorry. Wait, what?

- It's nothing serious doctor felt she needed it

she's been in a little pain.

- Why didn't you call me that, she's in pain. Mom.

- Ricky. It's fine really. - Are you okay.

It doesn't sound fine.

How much fucking morphine you giving her?

Hey! - 6000 micrograms.

- 6000 fucking micrograms a day. - Yes Ricky,

it sounds a lot more than it really is.

- It sounds like a lot, that's what it fucking sounds-

I'm sorry mom.

It's her fucking birthday, asshole.

I'll come back later, okay.

I'm still her guardian.

We talked about this you fucking call me.

- How you doin' Damian?

- Good Ricky, how's your mom?

- Awesome, great.

Kingsley...

uh, I was...

um, I need more hours.

I need more hours.

- You work every night we're open,

how am I gonna give you more hours?

- I don't know, maybe you can put me in a bar on King?

- King Street.

- Look I really need the money.

- And how is that my problem?

You knew what it was when I hired you here, man.

All right don't be coming in here asking me for favours.

I need a favour.

Everybody needs a goddamn favour.

- Please. Please.

- Oh, please, please. He said, "Please."

In that case, no.

I don't hire men on King Street, all right.

Unless you want to do that other thing we talked about?

Yeah, I didn't think so.

You late right?

Go up to my fucking loft man before I whup your ass.

That's why you have a job.

- Everything all right, man?

What's going on man?

Fess up.

- You know, fuck this place, fuck this.

- Hey man I could just grab the beers if you...

- Shut the fuck up man, shut up.

- No really though, all right, what's up?

- I need some money.

- Yeah so, we all do, that's why we're here.

- I need some money, I need some money for my mom.

I need some money that money.

- Phew.

Well I mean you know, what we do to make money,

like for real, around here.

- Yeah! Dude I don't want any part of that shit.

Hey man is that judgment?

- Yeah that's fucking judgment bro.

- Well, you still making music?

- Why?

- Are you?

- Yeah, no honestly dude just fuck it,

forget I said anything.

- Um, I might know a guy who can get you studio time.

Look clearly you don't have that many options right?

- And I know we don't talk that much

we barely know each other. - Yeah.

- But uh, you know I'll offer up my contact.

Think it through.

- Who's the guy?

- So uh, how long you been working here?

- Hey. - What's up?

- How are you?

Um, he'll be with us any minute just...

- Hey.

Hey. Come on. Come on.

- What? - Come on.

- What?

- Hey.

My man, it's uh, it's Damian.

- What the fuck do you want Damian?

- I have somebody I want you to meet.

- Yeah I'm a little fucking busy right now D.

- Yo bro what the fuck.

- Let's just go. - Just chill, hold on, it's all good, it's all good.

Hey! - Fuck is wrong with you D?

- Not that bro.

- Who the fuck are you?

- It's Ricky.

Trust me you gotta hear his new shit.

It's dope.

- Kingsley know you're here?

- Nah bro, why does that matter I'm here for music.

- See your ass out Damian.

- Come on. Terrence?

I'm asking for real.

- Let me see what you got bro?

Is your boy fucking deaf or something?

- Bro, let him hear the song.

- All right.

- Not my vibe. Clear out.

- Come on. - Hey. This isn't my vibe, okay let's go.

- Hang tight.

- Hey! - Hang tight!

- What are you doin' bringing random people into my studio?

- He's not even random, you know exactly who he is bro.

- The guy's-

- Man he's got a voice here.

Come on, bro. - Are you going to pay for it too?

- You know same shit, same arrangement,

we got this.

- Monday.

One chance.

- Hey, you owe me.

- What? What did you just say?

- Come back Monday.

- Monday. What, what did you say?

What were you talking about in there?

- It's not important.

- Yeah. How do you know this guy this place is?

- It's also not important.

You just got in with one of the biggest producers in our city.

Enjoy the moment man, enjoy it.

You know what?

We should celebrate? Come on.

- Phew!

- Hi. - Hi.

- Oh no, not until, you tell me your name.

- Fiona. - Fiona.

- What?

- I just I don't know I didn't see you as a Fiona.

- Oh what did you picture me as?

- Maybe like a, like a Roxy, a Molly or something. - You're not going to...

- No,

- Watched you in person

- What is that are you talking about me behind my back? - She was mentioning

a bartender at a dingy spot

offering a girl cheap beer it's hardly good talking about...

- Yeah, good one, good one.

- We have two tickets I say we do shots.

- Shots that sounds like my kind of girl.

And I got just the thing.

- Hey I'm actually good. - I'm good too.

- Seriously? - Yeah!

- Okay! - Okay, two each?

- Fuck it, sure.

- Okay.

- You got to be fucking kidding me.

- There we go.

- To new friends!

- To new friends.

- To new friends.

- To new friends.

- Shall we take this to my place?

- Okay! - Sure!

- All right. - Yeah

Yeah, let's do it.

Okay train going.

- Okay, I just gotta do a couple of things

you got to do a couple things

and let's get the, out of here.

- Wow! Okay!

- You can afford this apartment?

- Hey you got me trust me baby.

My boy here just signed a record deal.

- Who I don't know from...

- Okay, so tell me about this record deal?

- Well, first of all, it's not a record deal.

It's I'm just going to the studio on Monday

with some producer.

- What producer?

- Uh, Terrence something.

Um, I have no idea.

- Where, oh, here we go. Right this guy?

Is that him?

- Yeah, that's him, how do you...? - Are you fucking kidding me?

That's crazy.

- What are you?- - And that guy knows it?

- Yeah, I guess I don't, is he big?

- Okay. How are you, like, so cool right now?

- I mean, now you're making me nervous.

- No, I mean. - What am I walking into?

- You know, not all of us get as far as like...

- I'm not saying, come on. That's not what I meant.

- No. Seriously, congratulations, let's...

- Thank you. I should be thanking you actually.

- Oh, yeah. - Yeah.

I uh, I wrote that song after after seeing you.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.

Wow. Well, you're welcome.

- Maybe you and I can try the song, yeah. - Oh my God, no, no,

- You can like... - I'm not about to like jump on your platform

and put my foot in the door.

No, don't worry about me.

I will figure me out on my own. Cool.

- Man, I just love it.

Like it, ahem,

that was weird, sorry, uh.

- Okay, so what happened the first time around?

- You know what, let's get to that another time, hows that. - Oh!

- Yeah, you owe me a date.

- Hey, Slater.

- What up, what up D?

- Nice to see you man. - Likewise!

- This is Ricky what I've been talking about.

- Ricky. - Slater.

- Yeah, I got to do a session.

- Cool. Nice to meet you bro.

- Nice to meet you.

- Hey, good job. - Hey!

- I think we got it.

- Yeah. - Yeah, that's good.

- Hey baby, that was crazy. - Baby.

- So that's...

- I'll see you later? - Mm-mmh.

- All right.

- Hey man feel free to adjust the mic,

let's lay down the guitar and the vocals first

then we'll take it from there.

- Sounds good.

- You waiting for a fucking escort or something?

- I'm sorry, no, no, no.

I'll take this.

- White boy can sing.

- Unique style.

- Yeah but he could be.

- We mix his style with our vibes

let those worlds collide.

That'd be magic man.

- Yo, there's money to be made here, T.

- Yo.

I don't know what the fuck you think this is

or what Damian might have told you.

Put on some real shit you got us fucked up fam.

You know,

I find that most people at some point in time in their life

tap into this thing I like to call the juice,

you know that is?

It's when you get hot for a little bit

got people loving your shit.

But the problem with the juice

is that it has no staying power.

It's thin.

Fleeting.

But now if you could tap into the sauce.

The sauce is swagger I'm talking like real swagger.

Very few people tap into the sauce

here at Reaper Records that's what we're looking for.

You once tapped into the juice Mr. Ricardo.

That's gone now.

So if you're going to be coming up in my studio

wasting my fucking time you better tap into some sauce.

Drop some fucking heat, you fell me.

What the fuck you waiting for?

- Uh, Slater, can you play the tracks?

- Now that's what I'm talking about.

- Dope shit, bro.

- Thank you, yeah.

- No bullshit.

You come in and you put the time in.

You earn your hours here nothing's free.

Once we have the right tracks

talk about next steps.

That's how things work here.

You should also know though

that this ain't no typical Rock Band production type shit.

You fuck up here and it means goodbye.

- So.

Don't fuck with my time.

I need a yo?

Don't look at him he can't answer this for you.

Simple yes or no?

- Yes, yes let's do this.

- Good. - Phew.

Okay! - Damian, hold up.

Give us a sec.

- Yeah!

- Close that door.

- Hey, I'll grab the beers can you grab the liquor?

- Yeah, cool.

- Another day, another dollar.

You can get a whole lot of drink tickets playing up there bro.

- Hey, fuck off.

- Hey, hey pretty Ricky.

Get Damian, tell him to brings his ass back here.

- Gotcha you.

Hey D!

- What's up boss?

- First thing in the morning, no later

and no I do not give a fuck if that means

you get no sleep tonight.

- Yeah you got it.

- All right, go on get back to work. - All right.

- Hey! - Yeah!

- That was tight. - Yeah!

- That was tight.

- Whoo, that was a lot, whoo.

- You know, I think we need to get another artist on this track.

- Yeah! - Yeah!

- Who you thinking?

- Oh, I've got someone.

- Hey, I'm getting there.

Oh yo, T, you gotta hear this tape.

- Yeah, I feel that.

- Let's fucking go boys.

- Yeah, let's sign this up.

Get you a contract.

- Yo, you did it man.

- You got something for me?

Yeah man.

- Yeah, just uh, turn it up.

Hey Dame,

what the fuck is going on in there?

- Nothing. - Hey Dame, stop with the fucking excuses.

What is going on, in there?

You gotta you gotta come clean?

- I can't.

I owe Kingsley a lot of money, okay.

There it is.

That's how I look at that shit you think I fucking belong there?

- Kingsley.

- He takes everything that I make. All right.

I don't get any of it.

And I need to make money I need to get ahead man. - Hold on a bit.

- You're working for fucking Terrence?

- What choice do I have?

- You have got to be the dumbest motherfucker I-

- You need to chill.

- I need to chill why- - You need to chill, okay.

Cause I'm doing this for you.

Just as much as I'm doing it for me.

- You're doing this for you.

And you better fucking hope

you know what you're doing big guy.

I don't want this.

- Hey um...

- Two minutes. - Two minutes.

- Yeah. - Got you.

- Yeah. How's it going buddy?

- Phew.

- All right. Take care buddy.

- Phew.

- Phew. - What are you doing?

- I'm having fun Ricky.

I need some quiet time.

- We're about to close.

- Exactly!

This is when the party starts for us all right.

We were the life of the party.

Now we're going to live in the party.

What's that saying,

buy the ticket take the ride.

- What?

- Dude, look around.

This ain't going to be your reality soon.

So enjoy the process. All right? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Enjoy it!

- Enjoy it!

What do you want big guy?

- Fries.

- What did you say?

- Okay, kay, kay, kay,

come on, let's go sit, let's go.

Let's go, right here,

right in this seat, right in this seat.

- Hi. How are you? - Hello.

- Okay.

- Okay.

What do you want?

Right, right, hey. - Oh my gosh.

I'm not sure but what do you want?

- Fries. - Fries.

- I want some fries. - Just fries, that's it got it.

- Pop.

- Pop. Pop. - Okay, pop.

All right. Excuse me

Get a couple of pops and give us your biggest fry?

Thank you.

Oof.

Hey buddy.

Look at me.

- Oops.

You want some ketchup?

- Ketchup me.

- Is that good.

A ketchup fart.

Ketchup. Oh my God.

- Yes. yes.

- Feeling better?

- Mmmmh.

- Good? - Dry.

- Dry. - Stop.

- Okay.

Drink, drink, drink, drink, drink.

Better?

What, what are you, what are you doing?

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

- They're dancing. - Dancing.

Okay we got to go.

We got to go. - We got to go.

Wow.

- Let's get.

You can keep the change, sorry, okay.

- Hi guys. Out on your first date?

Cool! - Let's get out of here.

- No, no, no, no!

Come on, buddy.

Look at this place.

Yeah, well.

- Whoa!

It's staring at me.

His eyes are bigger than my head.

- Come on man.

- Oh, fuck. - What?

What? - Fuck!

- Fuck! - Where the fuck are you going?

Damian?

Hey!

What are you doing, man?

- Fuck!

- Fuck is going, what are you looking for?

- I fucked up. - What the fuck is going on?

Hey.

- Ya'll looking for this?

- Yo.

- Let's look inside.

Oh shit.

This must be mine, right?

Yeah I must have dropped this.

Because you ain't that stupid.

Get up off the floor.

And get the fuck up out of my spot.

- I'm gonna get you out of here, okay.

Gonna get you a nice place.

Build our dream house somewhere.

I love you mom.

I love you.

- I didn't know what the mood was for the night so.

- Hm-mmh. - Yeah.

- Fancy. Um, the mood was going to be,

uh, I don't know maybe

order some food, pizza?

- Pizza, that's the best you can do?

- Do you not like pizza? - No I didn't say I didn't like pizza,

but it's a date.

- Oh this is a date, oh, I'm gonna go.

- I should not have gone out of my way to get these.

- Check, pizza! - Yeah, I guess.

- Get over here.

Um, whoof, what about,

what about Pad Thai?

- Pizza it is .

- Wow really over Pad Thai. - Mm-mmh.

- Wow You really are a fugitive on the run.

- Mm-mmh!

So what's the reason for not drinking?

- That is a long story.

- We have time.

- Uh, sparkling or still?

- Wow sparkling. - Okay.

- Are you evading?

- Evading no I'm not evading anything.

Um, what's my story?

What's what what do you what do you want to know?

- Why don't you like to drink?

Do you have like this dark side to you?

Club crawler, tough guy.

You're also a badass on the run.

- I uh...

I don't drink because I watched my dad drink

until he blacked out

and then he would beat my mother and I

until we did, so.

- Shit, I'm sorry. - No, you don't have to be.

Just one of my stories right?

- Yeah, but not everyone's story involves

the people that should protect us hurting us.

- Pain is relative right?

Anyway, cheers.

- To? - To...

- Dark I like that.

So do you see your dad now?

- Dead.

- What about your mom?

- Uh, she, she has PSP.

- PSP is what?

- PSP. PSP is Progressive supranuclear palsy.

Started off slow.

Now she's immobile and I'm sorry,

this is heavy, uh yeah.

- Where is she now?

- She, she's in a home across town.

Don't, don't, don't, don't do that,

that makes me uncomfortable. - What?

It's just like you pity me.

- I'm not pitting you. I'm not. - Yes you are.

- I understand you, there's a difference.

- Is there?

- I understand you I can see that it hurts you.

It's in your eyes.

- Anyway, let's lighten it up. What's your story, huh?

- Where do I start?

- Why did you why did you move here?

- Music.

- Okay. - What?

- What are you running from that day?

- I'm not, I'm not running away from anything.

- You're not running away from something? - I thought that this

would be a better fit for me.

Just like change of scenery.

There was nothing for me in Vancouver, so.

- Who's being evasive now?

- Oh! - Oh, yeah.

- That's okay. That's okay.

I am a very patient, man.

- How patient?

- I don't know, patient. - Oh yeah.

- Yeah.

- How are you? - Good.

- Good. - Guess, we'll see.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- What is it?

- This, this isn't my playlist.

This isn't my playlist. This isn't my playlist.

- Okay. - No, I'm so sorry.

One second, one second. Ah.

Hey, I need you to listen to this.

It's not my playlist.

It's not my playlist. It's not my playlist dude.

- Oh my God!

- Yes, I'm so sorry. I'll call you later

I love you. Bye-bye.

- Is that you. - Yes, it's me.

- Oh my God!

Congratulations!

Oh my God!

- I'm so sorry, I like broke a moment.

And you had to pick oh... - It's okay.

- Never mind.

Hi. - Hi.

- Thank you.

I'm Ricky nice to meet you, hi. - Stop!

- No, I'm on the fucking radio now. - You're on the radio.

- Good morning Toronto. Welcome to the Morning Show.

Here we go.

Guess who's back, Ricky?

He's back with a whole new team

and a whole new vibe.

He's got this blend of rock, pop and soul.

I don't even really know what to call the genre but,

this kid got a hit on his hands.

If you haven't heard it yet here it is.

"Letting Go," featuring Toronto sensation Malik.

- Ladies and gentlemen, Malik.

- So that's, yeah, okay.

$2800 hundred, plus utilities. Yeah. Okay.

Yeah, that's fine.

Uh, yes, sure. Yeah, I can move in on the first.

When is that?

Uh, perfect, yeah absolutely.

Um, yeah, I was gonna ask you about this.

So, I don't have the best credit.

But I was wondering if you would accept cash?

Yeah, or I could pay the full thing, for a full year.

Does that work? No, no, no, no.

I just some of the shows, I played.

We just, you know, yeah, we just get cash, yeah.

Thank you. Sure.

All right, yeah. I can come by when today?

Tomorrow, yeah. Tomorrow works great.

Um, Perfect. Amazing.

Okay, thank you.

Thank you. Yeah. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

Okay, bye bye.

Absolutely.

Hey, look at the place.

I got the big windows just like you wanted.

In the morning we can sit have coffee

and look out the window.

Hm-mmh.

With big screens on them.

- Hi! May I?

- Yeah, go ahead.

- Congratulations I,

I heard the great news about the music

and obviously the two of you.

- Yeah thank you, thank you.

Hey I um...

I just want to say I'm sorry because I don't- - Ricky

you're a great son.

If I were you

I would have done the same.

- Thank you.

- Now before you go on and blow up

could I get a selfie for my daughter?

- Yeah sorry let me uh, you know, I look like a mess. - Thank you.

- Of course. Put this sweater on. One second.

Ma look, I got fans. Hm-mmh.

Hey, what's up?

- Yo, get over here.

- What's going on?

- Just get over here.

- Everything okay? - He hung up.

Uh, I don't, I don't know.

I think I gotta go, I'm so sorry.

Tonight I'll be back.

Hey, I gotta go okay, I love you.

Take care of her. You got this.

Hey!

- Have a seat.

You are flying up the charts boy.

Got motherfuckers making

TikToks out of your shit.

Global wants to do a feature on you.

- Oh my god! Yes! Fuck yes!

- Hey, I fucking told you bro.

- Yeah, there's this company that

wants to sponsor concerts now.

What's it uh? - Appix.

- Appix. - Appix.

- What the hell is Appix?

- I don't know some new tech company or some shit

but they're putting a lot of good money behind you.

Shit's gonna get wild from here.

Okay, you're gonna have people coming to you.

Especially you dumb ass.

So no fucking around.

Oh you're gonna have record labels calling you.

You know what the deal is?

You know I don't fucking play.

We believed in you from the jump.

We took your sorry rock band shit,

turned it into magic.

It's a loyalty.

Don't forget it.

Don't take our time and efforts and take it for granted.

You feel me?

You feel me?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, thank you.

- Get over here.

- D, I'm gonna have my boy call you

to set up the photo shoot.

Done.

- All right, get the fuck out, I have other artists coming in.

- Yeah, yeah D. - Hey, I'll be right there, okay.

- Right on.

- Can I talk to you for a second?

I need to, I need to move a little more.

- What?

- I need more money.

- And what you need more money for?

- There's this girl and I'm just...

- Oh boy.

New girl.

Get the fuck up out my office.

Okay, I'm doing you a favour.

Trust me.

- I like that. - I think, yeah.

- If I'd known, if I knew.

- That's good. That's great.

You told me in your last relationship that

you guys rushed.

- Rushing into love falling like if I had known

I wouldn't have...

- Tell me about that. But not me.

- If I knew holding back,

you'd feel this way. - Yeah.

- If I knew starting fast

Hey, hey what are you doing?

- It's no good.

- It's great.

Hey, what is it?

- Never mind.

- Hey. Hey.

When night falls you're...?

- Afraid.

- Your heart.

- My heart, your heart. - My heart.

- Their heart. - Their heart.

Forgets what what did you forget?

- Forgets my love.

- I'm nervous, I'm sorry.

That's tough Rick.

Chin up a little bit.

I think that should be the album cover.

- Look at me?

- Hey Cap, Cap, can I talk to you for a sec? - What?

- Listen, what do you think about doing

like the medium tight ups

I know like we're getting the whole body thing

but medium tight up would be good.

Hey, hold on, hold on.

What's going on?

What?

How did it happen, I...?

I'll deal with it don't worry about it.

I gotta go.

- Good day. - No problem.

- Thank you.

Captain, looking good.

Fucking billboards baby.

I am hungry.

Whoa, you okay?

- It's your mom.

- What about my mom, why, what?

- She's gone.

- Yo, don't. - I'm sorry.

Fuck!

Fuck!

- It's okay. It's okay now.

It's okay.

I'm so sorry.

- You're okay.

- What's the point? - Why do you say that?

- What's the fucking point?

Right?

Fuck. - Shhh.

- What's up bro?

- Don't cancel the show. - Ricky!

- Just don't cancel it, okay.

- Get in!

What's in the bag?

- Kingsley. - I asked you a question.

In fact, let me see what you're sitting on?

- Bro, I need this- - Shut the fuck up.

Did you forget about our agreement?

You lost my shit.

You pay me back.

Nasty motherfucker you probably shoved it all up your nose.

You should be dead.

I'm being very patient with your simple ass.

So...

Where are you getting your supply?

I'll see you at the bar.

Hey...

you forgetting something?

Same account, first thing.

If I catch you slipping again...

I'm not just taking the money.

- What's up man?

- What up pimp?

- You lost or something?

- Lost? I invented these streets.

How the fuck I'm gonna get lost in 'em.

I'm confused and then I thought,

since he's such a smart motherfucker,

how about Terrence, I bet he could help unconfuse me?

So what do you say you want to help me out

for old times sake?

Yo, what the fuck is this man?

Yo Terrence, you treat all your guests like this?

Can't believe the nerve of this motherfucker.

I'm not here for problems, I'm here for solutions.

I'm a solution man.

- Fuck you want Kingsley?

- I got a problem with one of my runners.

Guys making new money problem is he still owes me.

Pushing a new product.

Problem is he didn't get it from me.

Now, I know he didn't get it from them white folks.

Because believe it or not, this dunce,

fucked them motherfuckers over before he came to me?

So he must be getting it from...

We had a deal.

You don't cross onto my corners.

I don't cross over to your corners.

You taking food out of my mouth and I'm starving?

What happens when you take food

out of a starving dog's mouth?

I bite your fucking hand off.

- I didn't cross over onto your side of the street bruh.

So you better be real careful of what you say next.

- Look at you.

You know for a second there

look like he was thinking about almost doing something.

Relax, sit down, sit down, come on, let's sit down.

I don't have a problem with you.

I got a problem...

with your little side project.

Your little boy band.

I heard about that?

I need you take care of our little problem

as a sign of uh- - Good faith.

- Yeah, good faith, good faith.

You show me a sign of good faith...

86 the manager and we're good.

All right.

- Nod, like you understand what I'm talking about?

Give me a hit T.

Ain't that what they say in the music biz.

You ain't shit if you ain't got no hit.

Give me a hit.

I don't want to have to come back around again.

Go.

- Yo.

You good?

Ricky if you want I can just talk to them and try to cancel the show.

- Just uh, just give me a line.

- What? - Give me a fucking line, Damian.

- Huh.

Okay. You want a line?

- Yeah.

- Fine, come here.

Oh you want me to line them up for you too?

Nah, I don't think so.

You want it line it up yourself

and put it up your own fucking nose.

Nice, nice bro.

Whoo.

- Ahh!

Ooh!

Ahh!

Ahhhh!

Ahhh!

Joe, Joe, Joe!

All right, I'm gonna need your hands for this one.

Come on.

Ahh! Whoo!

Aah!

I need another line.

Fuck it, we should go out you deserve that I deserve that

we deserve that.

Let's celebrate you always say let's celebrate

let's fucking celebrate right?

Oh, I need some more of this shit.

- I'm going home tonight.

- What?

- I'm going home.

- Fuck off! Fuck!

Fuck it! I don't fucking care.

I want to go out now you don't want to fucking come out

after fucking all the nights I'd take care of you.

You put it up your nose you cry your bullshit

I have one bad fucking day huh?

You should have back it up I could have been with my fucking mom

but no, I'm with you

I'm with fucking you.

- Sorry about your mom, Ricky.

I really am.

You should know.

Ever wonder how you get all that free studio time?

Cuz you and I both know that shit ain't for free right?

Like you just thought you were that good, huh?

Just that gifted.

I got news for you bro,

you're not.

You're not that gifted, Ricky.

And all those bars you know, the dingy ones?

10, 20, 50 people maybe.

But the envelopes were a little too heavy weren't they?

I see you,

putting two and two together you're a smart boy.

So don't get too fucking ahead of yourself

because you ain't no better than me bro.

I looked out for you.

So we're fucking even bro.

- Yeah! So we're even.

- We're even.

- Yeah.

Huh.

- Bad timing?

Long time no see.

- What the fuck are you doing here, Gerald?

- I was in the neighborhood and I saw you performing.

- Oh you and a couple of others.

- Hey, I'm sorry to hear about your mom.

I know she meant a lot to you Ricky.

- Yeah.

- If you need anything at all.

I know you got your new team.

You're doing great.

But uh, don't hesitate, okay.

Oh, and we've actually got this event tonight.

You should go, just clear your mind.

Be like old times.

- Oh, hey, man. - Yes?

- I'm here to see Gerald.

- Yes. They've been expecting you.

- Hi! - There it is, yo.

- What's up man?

- Let me introduce you

to some people you've yet to meet. - Okay!

- We've got the founder of Appix.

- Hey! Sponsors. - How are you?

- Oh, thank you. Thank you. Yeah, thank you.

- That's his girlfriend.

- Hi Ricky.

- And this is our legal counsel.

- What's up guys, like hi.

- You look like you need a drink?

- I don't drink man, I don't drink.

- Me too.

- Okay. Hi! - Hi!

- Ricky. - Cynthia.

- Cynthia.

Oh I don't drink. I don't drink.

- You do now.

- Okay! - Take it, here!

- Wow! Okay, bossy, all right.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

- Have fun!

- Sorry. - What?

- Do it with me.

- Oh, that's so hot.

- Do a lot, do a lot.

More.

- Welcome back, baby.

- Shots, shots, yeah we want some shots.

Yeah, yeah. - Thank you.

- Hello.

- Open the door! - What door?

- Who's that? - Sh! Sh! Sh! Sh!

- What's going on?

- Ricky, Ricky, Ricky Ricardo my man.

How you doing baby?

Come on.

Nice spot.

- Where's that uh,

where's that sweet thing from last night, bro?

Oh you know what I'm talking about.

You know the blonde one.

One that works for Gerald.

Hey man you look nervous.

You all right?

Meditation, that will fix that.

Don't he look nervous?

- Sure does.

- Hmm.

Why don't you uh, why don't you bring her out here?

- What are we doing here?

- Bring her out here.

Oh you playing that deaf thing again, oh okay.

Hey yo, bitch, get out here!

- Ricky?

- It's not the best hiding spot huh?

What's your name sweetheart?

It's all good.

We need to have a talk.

Why don't you go sit down?

Ricky, sit the fuck down.

- Aaah.

- Let me tell you uh,

let me tell you where it starts. - Terrence, just let-

- Sit the fuck down.

Do you know the story

behind the name Reaper Records?

It's pretty self explanatory, huh?

You know...

I was cleaning blood off of my hands when I met you.

You remember that?

Good timing.

We're showing you

in all music that Reaper Records owns.

Baby, I'm sorry but...

you work for me now.

You understand?

We'll be in touch.

I guess in a way this kind of uh,

happy retirement.

Don't let me catch you in another studio.

Thanks.

- I need you to leave.

- Fuck you man, honestly.

- Hey. What's up T?

- Do you know...

what the most valuable currency in the world is?

It's loyalty.

That sort of shit you can't buy Damian.

How long have I known you huh?

Been a while.

I kept you straight.

Straight enough to stay alive.

All you owed me was your loyalty.

So the next words that come out of your mouth

better make a whole lot of fucking sense boy.

Why were you selling my shit to King's buyers?

- What are you talking about Terrence?

- I like you Damian but you gotta be

the stupidest motherfucker.

- Oh fuck! Oh fuck!

I'm sorry man.

Hey look, Terrence,

you gotta help me man.

Rachel's pregnant and I just need to make enough money

just to get out.

- Pack your bags.

This city's done with you.

- Terrence, where am I gonna go?

- Please Terrence, you got to help me.

Terrence, you gotta help me! - I should fucking bury you!

The risk I'm putting up.

Risking everything because of your ass.

I should bury you Damian!

You need to get the fuck out of town.

Run Damian, fucking run

because he ain't gonna let this shit go.

- I'm sorry T.

- Hey.

- Hey.

I've been calling.

- Yeah, I've been busy.

I'm sorry.

- Right? - Yeah.

- You gonna let me in?

- Yeah. Yeah, yeah, sure.

- What's going on Ricky?

- I uh...

I think I'm done.

That's what's up.

- Done what?

- Done with music.

- Ricky I know that things are difficult right now.

- Fucking right.

- Really?

- Yeah.

Fucking difficult, that's what you think.

Shit's fucking crazy, okay.

I don't know.

- Are you high right now?

Why are you doing this?

- Why am I doing what Fiona?

- You're lying to me, obviously being drinking- - Yeah,

what do you want from me? What do you want from me?

- I want you to be straight up with me, what the fuck is going on?

- My Mom just died.

I think I just lost my career.

I, I, I, don't know who the fuck I am?

I have nothing that's-

- Your career. Your career is fine.

- Right, right?

- What about me?

I'm right here.

I'm sitting right here.

I can't?

Okay.

- Baby where are you?

Okay you need to call me back as soon as you get this okay?

We have to fucking go.

Call me when you get this all right?

Yo yo yo yo yo!

Aah! Aah!

Okay! Okay! Okay!

- Wake up!

Wake up bitch!

You wasn't trying to leave town without paying me my money was you?

- No, no.

- Girlfriend wants to talk to you.

- Damian, please help.

- Please.

Ah-huh! Aaah!

- You got my money now?

- Okay, please please please.

I'm gonna give you all the money. -Okay.

- You have to let her go.

She's pregnant, Kingsley.

- This motherfucker.

Feel that?

Winded?

Huh?

Whoo!

You just an all around fuck up ain't you?

Right through to your core.

- Please. Please.

- Give me a towel.

All right.

This is what I'm gonna do.

I'm gonna give you 48 hours from now

to get me my money. - Okay.

- On time...

48 hours. - Okay.

- Give me my money.

- Rachel?

Rachel?

Rachel?

Wishful, wishful, wishful.

- Rachel?

I'm really sorry.

- Shouldn't have never kept this baby?

I shouldn't have trusted you.

I should've never met you.

You're a blackhole.

- I left something for you in the closet.

- You need to take it and go.

- There it is.

- Yes sir.

- Welcome to the team.

- Welcome back.

- Let's fucking do it.

- Phew.

- Wow!

- Yeah.

- Whoo! - Listen I'll, I'll play with this tonight

and and we'll get it done this is this is next level man.

- Yeah therapeutic.

Yeah, absolutely thank you again.

Um,

- Thank you, man.

- I'll, I'll come by later and do that

that second verse track, I gotta... - Yeah.

- I think I gotta deal with some shit.

- Great stuff, man.

- Good night! - Night!

- Hey.

Hey! Uh...

I, I know you probably won't call me back

but I uh...

look I...

I just wanted to say that...