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- You fucking with the wrong person. - Everything okay?

- Them fools won't say nothing. - So what you doing with Angel?

Something is going on, and I'm gonna find out.

So you trust Jules. You need to get the fuck out.

That old man is back. He asked for you.

Here's the address. Here are the keys.

When you get there, just come inside.

Jules, did you find out who did it?

- You're in my brother's pocket. - What if this goes wrong, Angel?

- Hello? - Hey.

- Rain, they told me that you were dead. - Yeah.

- Well, they moved me. - No. No. No!

- They're coming! - What are you doing?

- Where's Angel? - In the bathroom. What's going on?

Is there another way out of the house?

Is there another way out of the house? I gotta get you out now.

- Come on! - Are... Are you setting me up?

- Come on. Get up. Come on! - What... What... What the...

- Now! - No, no! What the fuck is going on?

It's done. It's off. We need to get him...

Whoa! Whoa!

- Wait, wait, wait, wait. - Hey, hey, please, he's sick.

- Wait. - He's sick.

- Shut your bitch-ass up, ho. - What the fuck y'all doing?

Shut your light-skinned ass up. Where the fuck the money at, nigga?

- What the fuck? - Under the bed.

Get that shit then.

- No, I gotta... - You playing with me?

No, no, I gotta... I gotta, uh... I... I... I gotta open it.

Open the shit up, then, nigga. Get your old ass up, fuckboy.

Hurry the fuck up, too, nigga.

Jackpot. Y'all get the motherfucking money, man.

Oh my God.

What the fuck?

- Talk. - I...

You better fucking talk.

It... It... It was me. I... I wanted to rob you.

- You? - Yeah. Yes.

Well, go ahead.

Take the money.

I don't want to anymore.

Why not?

I... I... I just don't want to, man.

If there's one thing I can't stand, it's a motherfucking thief.

And you didn't even ask me. Hmm?

Did you?

Didn't you?

I'm sorry.

No, no.

Answer the question.

That's right.

You didn't even ask me.

- I'm sorry. - Oh, you sorry.

You sorry now 'cause I'm about to blow your fucking brains out.

Please, please, please, please.

Get it.

Put it on speaker.

Hello?

Is it done?

Yes.

- Yeah - Okay. We'll meet you at the warehouse.

Okay.

Okay, bet.

Where is this warehouse?

I swear I don't know.

You don't know where the warehouse is?

No. No.

What was the plan, then? Huh?

It... It was me. I... I wanted to rob you, not her.

Why'd you run in here like that if you weren't involved?

Please stop.

- Stop. - You fucking tell me.

I was mad about Rain.

After what I did for her?

I didn't know.

I didn't know that you changed the hospitals.

So you was just gonna go along with the plan.

The plan was to hold you.

- And kidnap me. - And then take some money.

And that was it.

That was it.

Well, go ahead.

No, I don't... I don't want your money.

That's all you want is money, right? Take the fucking money.

Take the fucking mo...

Come on, man. You know we already owe you hundreds of thousands of dollars.

What are you talking about?

Nothing. I don't know anything.

What the fuck are you talking about?

Jules is our pimp.

- We know we work for you. - Angel, shut up.

We know you own the club.

It's a front.

He knows that we know.

You said we're dead anyway.

We wanted to get the money so we can get away from this place.

Who do you think I am?

You're Jules' boss.

I am.

Which means you're our boss.

We're not doing this again.

All right, Jules is our pimp.

We work for him, in the club, out the club, whatever he needs.

He got us off for a bunch of different crimes,

and now we're all in a lot of debt to him.

And to you.

Ju... Jules?

M... My Jules?

Yes.

What... What crimes?

Drugs, all... all kinds of shit.

And he has a judge that got us off on all the charges.

W... What's this judge name?

Harold WisCollins.

You don't know me,

you never met me,

and you sure as fuck ain't never been to this house.

Now get out.

Come on.

What the hell are you doing?

Admiring you.

Are you out of your mind?

Little bit.

Calvin, you need to get out of here.

- I wanna tell you something. - Look, Roy is...

Not here.

- Do you know where he is? - Yeah.

He's with Alex,

driving around about an hour away.

You need to leave.

I want you.

Calvin.

Hmm?

You think this is a game?

No, not at all.

Hmm. Well, you're acting like it.

I have a confession.

You see how hard I am?

It's been that way since the first time I saw you.

Go upstairs to that garage apartment and lock my door.

So you're a stalker.

I can be.

- I don't like this. - Yes, you do.

- Why do you think you know me so well? - Come on, Mallory.

I've been driving you for two years now. I know everything about you.

Hmm. Now this is fucking creepy.

And you love it.

Listen, don't come to my house again unless I call you.

Look, we've done it in the car,

we've done it in the elevator...

I want to do it in your bed.

- Look, get out of my bed. - Too late.

Look, this isn't gonna work. I'm gonna have to, um...

let you go.

Mmm.

You sure?

'Cause, I mean, I could always...

You should get that.

Yeah, Jules?

Cool.

What was that about?

I don't know, but it's happening right now.

Well, you should go and never come back here again.

Mallory, I'm gonna come back here every chance I get.

- Let me tell you something. - Mmm.

I'm fucking deadly.

I'll shoot you in the back of the head if you fucking betray me.

I love it.

You crazy about me already, look at that.

Shit.

Who is this?

It's Roy.

Do you know what time it is?

Yeah, I know.

Look, I, um...

I wanna meet with you.

Okay, well, let's talk tomorrow.

I ain't gonna wanna talk tomorrow.

Have you been drinking?

If I have, would that make you come out?

Well, I don't know.

Come on, just meet me for one drink.

Mmm, that depends.

How much do you want to drink?

Hey, this is not about you,

this is about me.

- How do you figure that? - 'Cause you suing me.

That is true.

I just think we can...

We can work this out.

- You do? - Yeah, I do.

So, uh, meet me at the Moxy.

Are they still open?

Yeah, they should be.

But if they not, they'll open for me.

Okay, let me get dressed.

You need any help?

I will see you at the Moxy.

What the fuck is this about?

I know you were listening.

Head to the Moxy.

Actually...

go to the liquor store first.

Yo, yo, yo, yo.

You okay?

Chill.

Shit.

I got something.

There we go, yeah.

Feels good tonight.

Mmm.

Mmm. Mmm.

Go get me some gin, brah.

You've had enough for the night, sir.

You like your job?

Of course.

Then don't fucking police me, nigga.

Do what I say, do what I ask,

and go get me some motherfucking gin, Robin Thicke.

Please and motherfucking thank you.

- All right. - Hurry the fuck up. Hurry the fuck up.

We got places to be.

You must have forgotten we gotta go to the motherfucking Moxy.

What is it?

- Uh, he won't let me take him home, sir. - Shit.

- Where is he? - He made a call to someone named Lena.

He wants me to take him to the Moxy.

- Alex? - Yes, sir?

If you don't get that motherfucker home,

and I mean right now...

Oh shit.

What?

Ah fu...

He took off.

What, you don't got the keys?

It's cold outside.

Motherfucker, I am going to kill you.

I'm sorry, sir.

I'm gonna kill you. You hear me?

Fuck.

Shit.

Fuck!

It's late. What is it?

A lot going on tonight, and I can't be everywhere all at once.

So?

I need you to handle this, and I need my number two with me.

Jules, what is it?

It's Roy.

Are you telling me who he's with now?

He's on his way to the Moxy.

- Is this asshole with that bitch? - Mm-mm. Wait.

- Another one. - What?

The other one.

Lena, the lawyer.

How the hell do you know that?

Because his driver overheard his call.

Shit.

The Moxy.

I'm on my way.

Send me some guys.

Done.

Stupid bitch.

Mm-mm.

- What the fuck? - Shit.

Shit, he killed them.

Yeah, I know.

We... We... We... We gotta keep going.

- No. No, no, no, no, no. - What?

No, we can't.

Kimmie, what if they're waiting for us somewhere? I mean...

We can't 'cause of Rain.

W... What about Rain?

He had her moved to another hospital.

What does that have to do with anything?

Because Jules would never do no shit like that.

You saw that motherfucker kill everyone.

Yes, yes! I know. I know, Angel, but...

Well, why are you so calm?

You need to chill. Okay?

- I need to chill? - Yes.

He shot them in front of us.

What, was this your first time seeing somebody do this?

- W... What? - Was it your first time seeing a murder?

You've seen that before?

We live in Chicago. Are you fucking serious?

Nah, man.

We just need to keep going.

No, no, no, no. I know people.

He was shocked.

What does that have to do with anything?

He let us go.

Yeah, so that Jules can kill us.

No, I don't think...

I don't think Jules knows about this.

What do you mean, you don't think he knows?

He's gonna know.

Neither Jules or Body has called me yet.

And you know they both would've been blowing up my phone.

They don't know.

No, w... we're dead. We're dead, and we just need to keep going.

You are about to make my anxiety go through the roof, all right? Relax.

How the fuck can you tell me to relax? You were there. You know what happened.

And where was your guy?

I don't know.

Shit.

Is that them?

No, it's Rain.

Hey.

Hey.

Can you come see me?

Come now?

Yeah. I know you ain't at work.

Um, yeah.

Yeah. Come on, so we can catch up.

Um, yeah, I'm off, but it's... it's a bad time right now.

Come now.

Is it even visiting hours?

Yeah. This place is different.

You just tell 'em you're here to see me. They'll let you in.

All right. All right. We gonna go.

- All right, come now. - Yeah, we gonna come now.

- All right. I'mma text you the address. - All right.

What'd she say?

- Let's go to the hospital. - What?

Let's go to the hospital.

- Kimmie, we can't go to the hospital. - Angel, we have to go somewhere.

Didn't he say not to go to the hospital?

No, she's at a completely different hospital now.

And I thought she was dead. No, we're going.

What, he had her moved? Like, w... what's going on?

Horace did it.

What?

Yeah.

This shit is a setup.

Rain would never do nothing like that.

I'm telling you, it's a setup. I'm telling you.

It's not.

Go to the hospital.

Please.

Mr. Bellarie?

I'm in here.

What the fuck?

I need you to clean all this up.

Yes, sir.

Right away.

Good.

What happened?

They tried to rob me.

May I ask whose place this is?

You know I have

other places where I get my needs served.

Did the woman have anything to do with this?

Who?

The woman whose place this is.

Oh.

No.

You sure?

No, I'm... I'm... I'm sure.

We'll get this cleaned up.

Did the neighbors hear anything?

No.

Good.

We didn't get any calls from our contacts, so everything should be good.

Good.

You're sure we don't need to be concerned about the woman that lives here?

I said no.

Okay.

Hmm.

- There's no phones. - Shit.

That's one of theirs on the dresser right there.

Why do you need a cell phone?

We're gonna need their text messages.

Huh.

Yeah.

Huh.

What's that?

The Be Safe... Company.

It's the same name on this safe.

Huh.

Did you order this?

Yeah.

Did you have it delivered?

I sure did.

Well,

looks like they tried to rob you.

I see.

I am so sorry, sir.

You know I can handle this for you.

Yeah.

I need you to

clean this up first.

Totally.

Hand me my cane.

I'm gonna...

I'm gonna go home.

I can have Calvin take you home.

No, no, I'm... I'm... I'm I'm good.

- I'm good. - Okay.

Jules?

Yes, sir?

Me and my brother went to school with, uh,

Harold, um... WisCollins.

Is he still on the bench?

Yes, sir.

Do you see him often?

Not really. Why do you ask?

Is he and my brother

still close friends?

I don't know.

I think I wanna meet with him.

Have dinner.

Yes, sir.

Check him for anything too.

Yeah.

Hey.

I hope that's water.

You know damn well this ain't no water.

Hmm. I see.

Waiter, um...

Yeah, you don't seem like a vodka girl.

Get her a bourbon.

- I'll have a water. - No, come on, come on, come on.

Come drink with me. Drink with me.

Okay.

White wine, then.

That's pretty damn light.

I'm a lightweight.

Huh.

I can tell.

- Mmm. - Mm-hmm.

So, what did you want to talk about?

Straight to the business, huh?

- Yeah. - Ah.

Okay.

You know, I like a little foreplay before I get fucked.

Hmm.

Well...

What do you wanna know?

I wanna know how long you all knew that the relaxers caused cancer.

You really wanna know that?

- Yes. - Mmm.

Well, what are you willing to do for it?

- I don't wanna play these games with you. - Okay. You know what?

You're right. You're right.

Um...

About 12.

Years?

- Inches. - Jesus.

You're ridiculous.

I've heard that re-dick...

...ulous a couple of times in my life.

How long?

Why don't you just drop it?

Why would I do that?

Because I can offer you some...

Some incentives.

Are you trying to bribe me?

I'm trying to fuck you.

In many ways, if you think I'm taking a bribe.

I mean, if you got out of your little holier-than-thou shell,

you would know I was trying to offer you a job.

Come work with us.

Run our legal department. 'Cause I know one thing,

they weak as shit.

Weak.

And...

I've been watching you. Closely.

You really think I can be bought?

Everybody can be bought, baby.

Everybody got a price.

Just like the price tag on this menu.

Fuck me, right?

- What are you doing here? - You need to come home.

You need to go, Mallory.

You need to come home right now.

- Don't make a scene, Roy. - You're already making a scene.

I'm not gonna ask you again.

Go home, Mallory.

Not without you.

I'm so sorry, Lena.

I forgot to introduce you to "The Roy and Mallory Show."

I mean, this is what she does. She comes in, she antagonizes me,

she barks orders at me,

and gets on my last fucking nerve.

- She does it quite well too. - Mmm.

Quite well.

So how does "The Roy and Mallory Show" end?

It ends with you going the fuck home and leaving me alone. That's where.

You not gonna leave, Roy?

Hmm?

Right, yeah.

See, I try to be nice to you, but then you make me do shit like this.

And what you gonna do?

Mmm.

You gonna leave, Roy?

No. I'm not.

Three men are waiting outside.

Don't make them come in.

Okay.

Yeah, okay.

That's how you wanna play, huh?

That's impressive.

They do that trick to you too?

You know he's intoxicated, right?

Yes, I know.

Yeah.

And he can't be trusted.

Oh, I hear you.

But me, on the other hand...

...I can be trusted.

About answering my questions about the relaxers?

No, no, no.

Not about that.

About offering you a job.

- Because, you know, Lena, you really... - Shit.

What?

Was this rehearsed?

What?

I mean, he just said the same thing to me.

- Oh, did he? - Yes.

This brilliant motherfucker. Look at that.

Look, I mean, he can be pretty smart

between the cocaine lines and the brown liquor, you know?

- Mm-hmm. - That was... That's pretty impressive.

Look...

I can't be bought.

You wanna bet?

- This is not about the money. - There it is.

There's the magic word right there. Look at this.

The magic word. I love it.

When a broke motherfucker says it's not about the money,

it's about the money.

Hmm.

I see you, girl.

- Hmm. I see you too. - Okay, then.

Then watch me work.

Your mom is in stable condition.

The doctor is waiting for her test results to come back.

- Okay. - Okay?

Um, hi.

Oh, hi. Uh, can I help you?

Yes, I'm... I'm here to see Rain Lattimore.

- And I know it might not... - It's okay.

It's okay. Miss Lattimore is actually one of our VIPs.

Uh, your name?

Um, Kimmie.

Okay, Kimmie. Give me, uh...

Give me one moment.

Stop pacing.

- I can't. - You're making me nervous.

Well, good news. She's awake, and she would love to see you.

Please, follow me.

All right, thank you.

- Here we go. - Thank you.

Oh my God. Rain!

Hey.

Sorry. Sorry.

- Hey. - Hey.

You look...

better.

I feel better.

Bitch, I thought you were dead.

Shit.

Is that Angel?

Yeah, that's him.

What's wrong with him?

Hey, Rain.

Hey.

How you doing?

I've seen better days.

That's good. That's good.

What?

Nothing.

How are you?

How you feeling?

Not the best.

What the doctor saying now?

They're still working on me.

I'm not out of the woods yet.

But you gonna be okay.

You're a fighter.

A stupid one.

No.

No, you're not. Don't say that.

I should've listened to you.

Now, you know how you are when your mind is set on something.

- Mmm. - Ain't listening to nobody.

Yeah, I sound like you, bestie.

Yeah.

Yeah.

How's that dirty-ass club and them stupid bitches?

It's cool.

They fine.

Everything's the same.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

Angel, she lying?

Uh, it's... It's all good.

Y'all ain't telling me something.

I'm just glad to see you and see you doing better.

Angel.

You got blood on your shoes.

- Damn. - What happened?

I'm figuring some stuff out right now.

But it's nothing for you to worry about.

- Should I be worried? - No.

No.

'Cause this gonna be good for the both of us.

Kimmie, I gotta trust you in here, okay?

And you can.

You can.

Angel,

can you sit with me for a little while?

Let's go, Kimmie.

Angel.

Y'all can't stay for a little while longer?

It's late, and we've been working, plus, uh, Kimmie rode with me, so...

I want to stay.

Kimmie, we will come back tomorrow.

Let's go.

Just go.

Obviously, y'all got something going on.

Just... be safe, Kimmie.

I love you.

I love you too.

Hey, look.

You know I gotta find that fine-ass sugar daddy that got me in here, right?

Kimmie.

Yeah, you do.

Come see me tomorrow.

I will.

Can I get you anything, sir?

- Brandy. - Yes, sir.

Hey, is that a fire engine outside?

Yes, sir.

What's going on?

I believe they're on the back side of the property, sir.

On the private road?

Yes, sir.

Go find out what's going on.

Yes, sir.

- Hello? - Harold.

Who's this?

It's Horace.

What time is it?

- I know it's early. - Yeah.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm... I'm good.

Look, I'm...

I need to talk with you.

Yeah. This must be important.

You're calling me this late.

Yeah, it is.

I need you to come here...

in the morning.

Well, uh...

Yeah. Uh...

Of course.

How's 6:00 a.m.?

That's... That's, like, in a few hours.

Is that an issue for you?

No. No, not at all.

Okay.

I'll see you then.

Bye.

Bye.

Hmm.

- Why won't you just leave me alone? - You better believe I want to.

Then do it.

Wait until I tell your father.

Tell my father what?

- That you were talking to that lawyer. - Hmm.

Well, if you were smart and didn't barge in,

- you'd know I was trying to make a deal. - Whatever. You were trying to fuck her.

Nobody's stupid.

You do know that I run this company, right?

Your ego is so important, right,

that you need the world to think that you run this company.

I know for damn sure you don't run it.

Then who the hell... What... What would your father say?

You know what? Stop threatening me with him.

- I'm not threatening you. - Yes, you are.

- That's not a threat. - You are.

- No, I'm not. - Stop doing that.

Man, why don't I call your father? Let me go ahead and do it.

- I wish you would. - Actually, you... Are you scared, Roy?

- I ain't scared. - You scared?

- I dare you to. - I will.

- I dare you to call him... - You remember this?

Call my father-in-law.

Mm-hmm.

- Are you ready? - Bitch, give me that shit.

- Give me my phone. - I ain't giving you shit.

I told you to stop.

- Give me my phone. - No, I ain't giving you shit.

I ain't giving you shit.

- My fucking phone. - Hold up. Hold up. Hold up. Hold up.

- Damn. - Get off me.

No, damn, Mallory. Take your phone.

What? What the fuck are you looking at?

Where's your underwear at? Hmm?

What?

I said, where's your fucking underwear?

- I forgot to put them on. - You forgot?

Yeah, I forgot.

Because I was so busy trying to get your ass and save your ass,

I forgot to put my fucking panties on. Yes.

I've known you all my life. You've never,

ever forgotten to put on your fucking underwear.

Where are we going? Alex?

You have to always take the private road.

When you picked me up last time, you took the main road.

The private road is shorter.

- You must be new. - And you must be stupid.

I'll show you stupid.

I'mma find out what the hell you're doing. I'mma find out for sure.

- You ain't finding out shit. - Yeah, I am. Mm-hmm.

Touch me again...

- Keep threatening me with my father. - Shut up.

I'll keep threatening you as long as I fucking want to.

Okay.

We gonna see.

We gonna see for sure.

What the hell is going on? This is a private road.

- Excuse me. - Yes, ma'am.

- What's going on? - Looks like there was an accident.

- What? - Yeah.

- Is this... - You shouldn't look.

Is there a body in there?

- I'm sorry? - Who is this?

Do you recognize the car?

Yes, it's my brother-in-law's car. What happened?

We don't know the full details right now.

- Hello? - I see I missed your call.

Um...

What's going on?

I think I need you to come down to the private road.

What's going on?

Look, it's not good, Horace.

I'm on my way.

- Here they go right here. - Yeah.

That ol' skanky bitch...

She's not gonna make Jules mad at me.

Shit, what are they doing here?

Just chill.

They're gonna kill us.

No, they not. They don't know anything.

Relax.

Come on.

Just chill.

Where the fuck you been?

- I was just... - Fucking him, that's what you was doing.

- Nah, nah, it ain't like that. - It's like that, motherfucker. It is.

Where you been?

We went to eat.

- To eat, huh? - Yeah.

You know, you been bucking up at me and talking a lot of shit.

I'm sorry.

No.

Your ass been trying to take my place.

No, I haven't.

- You haven't? - No.

I think you have.

A bitch like you need to learn.

Body, don't do anything, all right?

I already did.

What are you talking about?

Well, you ain't gotta worry.

I ain't gonna beat your ass and break my nails.

But I do got something to keep your ass in line.

Body, come on.

I'm not trying to take your spot.

Look.

- Sylvie! - Bitch!

No!

Body, no! No!

Your little sister's gonna make me a lot of fucking money.

She is 16.

She will be at my house doing what I tell her to.

You cannot do this to her.

Bitch, you wouldn't listen, so I got her instead.

She's 16, Body.

That's a good age for money making.

- No! - Delinda already took her.

No.

You gonna learn today, you stupid fucking bitch.

That is my sister!

Hey, yo!

Kimmie!

Bitch, if you ever hit me again, I will fucking kill you!

Yo, knock this shit off!

Nigga, get the fuck out my face!

I'm telling Jules. Both you motherfuckers are dead.

And your sister's dead too, bitch!

♪ Yuh, dirty ♪

♪ I'm a lady, and I like it real dirty ♪

♪ Ugh, dirty ♪

♪ I'm a lady, and I like it real ♪

♪ I'm a lady, and I like it ♪

♪ I'm a lady, and I like it real dirty Dirty, dirty ♪

♪ Don't make me tell yo' ass again ♪

♪ I know you wanna pull up On this Memphis ten ♪

♪ I'm lookin' right, real nice, polite When I meet yo' kin ♪

♪ Got the best advice When I'm with your friends ♪

♪ Let my freak flag fly On the fucking weekend ♪

♪ On sight, on sight In the back of that Benz ♪

♪ Take yo' time, I ain't in no rush ♪

♪ Don't rush, don't rush it ♪

♪ Sometimes I can't get enough Enough, enough, yeah ♪

♪ Sometimes I like it rough Rough, rough ♪

♪ Put that ass in timeout When that ass act up ♪

♪ Uh-uh, don't touch ♪

♪ I'm a lady And I like it real dirty, dirty ♪

♪ I'm a lady And I like it real dirty, dirty ♪

♪ I'm a lady, and I like it real ♪

♪ I'm a lady, and I like it ♪

♪ I'm a lady, and I like it real dirty Dirty, dirty ♪

♪ I'm a lady And I like it real dirty, dirty ♪

♪ I'm a lady And I like it real dirty, dirty ♪

♪ I'm a lady, and I like it real ♪

♪ I'm a lady, and I like it ♪

♪ I'm a lady, and I like it real dirty Dirty, dirty ♪

♪ Window to the wall to the bed Damn right, yeah, I said what I said ♪

♪ Heard a closed mouth won't get fed ♪

♪ Well, yo' closed mouth won't get head ♪

♪ Bang for ya buck, we bang for the week ♪

♪ I'm pullin' up Wearin' church lady chic ♪

♪ I'm Pootie Tang with the dames Make it rain, no shame ♪

♪ Cama cama leepa leepa chai ♪

♪ Might sign yo' pity, girl ♪

♪ Might sign yo' pity Get to fuckin' with me ♪

♪ Low miles, high demand Final form, Super Saiyan ♪

♪ I'll leave yo' man Blowin' in the breeze ♪

♪ When you need it, girl I'm at your service ♪

♪ I'm just tryna see beneath yo' surface ♪

♪ Come here, baby, don't be nervous I just wanna service yo' cervix ♪

♪ I'm a lady And I like it real dirty, dirty ♪

♪ I'm a lady And I like it real dirty, dirty ♪

♪ I'm a lady, and I like it real ♪

♪ I'm a lady, and I like it ♪

♪ I'm a lady, and I like it real dirty Dirty, dirty ♪