All language subtitles for The Dirty D s03e06 Enemies.eng

(ethereal music)

(diamonds clattering)

- [Narrator] Previously
on "The Dirty D".

- Did you fuck Ice
to get in this club?

- What?

Hell no, I didn't fuck Ice!

Girl, I know you
love that nigga.

I'd never do no fucked
up shit like that.

- I'm out.

It was supposed to
be a quick ass lick.

I'm not going to jail or I'm
getting killed over this shit.

Just let me know
where the drop at.

- Paternity report?

Why the fuck would
she have this?

(ominous music)

- Damn, clumsy ass nigga, man.

Fuck is this?

- I don't know what yo'
sneaky ass is up to,

but stay the fuck
away from Bailey!

Whatever we got is done.

Unless you stop with
these motherfucking games.

- I need a signature Lemon Drop,

and a Sex on the Beach
delivered to that table.

(phone camera clicking)

(gun firing)
(window shattering)

(engine revving)

(upbeat hip-hop music)

* Ready, yo, ready *

* She said she
wanna go to Motown *

* Wanna see how it is *

* That's 'case she know
that it ain't no town *

* In the world that
can sound like this *

* She wanna kick it into drive *

* She wanna move forward
on with her life *

* Fast cars, fast
life, that's my town *

* Living in the fast
lane, can't slow down *

* Come and visit Motown *

* City of the blues *

* Feel like Berry Gordy when
I step inside this booth *

* I need a Diana who gon'
come and sing the tunes *

* Or I could hit up Sade
if I need to bust a move *

* Yeah, baby, I'm from Motown *

* Wanna see how it is *

* That's 'cause she know
that it ain't no town *

* In the world that
can sound like this *

* She wanna kick it into drive *

* She wanna move forward
on with her life *

* Fast cars, fast
life, that's my town *

* Living in the fast
lane, can't slow down *

* Come and visit Motown *
* Can't slow down *

* It won't slow down *

(ominous music)

(engine revving)

- 04472RF.

04472RF.

- Man, this shit crazy.

I ain't never noticed
how many damn parks

there is in Detroit.

Man, we were riding
around all day.

- And we gon' keep riding
around until we find India.

Blurry ass picture.

Fuck I'm supposed to
know where this at?

- Now, let me see it

- Hey, bruh,

you see that?

- What?

- That's one of them
green light cameras.

They run on real time.

They pick up shit like
license plate numbers,

all kinds of stuff.

Why don't you hit up Shawn

and see if he can run the
plate numbers for you?

- Man, fuck Shawn!

Nigga been acting
weird as hell lately.

I think I got somebody
that can look into it.

Let's get up outta here.

(ominous music)

- Oh, damn, my fucking head.

At least I wasn't
raped or robbed.

Why the fuck would Seven
leave me like this?

Young tried to warn
me about that bitch.

(sighs)

(phone buzzing)

- Hello?

- Really?

You just gon' leave me in
the fucking parking lot

outside the club?

- Hold on.

When I walked outside,

you was sitting in your
car texting somebody.

I offered to drive you
home and everything.

You know what?

(phone dings)

Look at your phone.

(phone dings)

I got in the car
with you and waited.

You started talking to somebody,

told them you were good,
(indistinct)

and you was waiting
on (indistinct).

- (indistinct) you can
kiss yo' job goodbye.

- That must be these messages
between me and Young.

- Young?

- [Rae] Girl, I wasn't
gon' say anything,

but that's who I've been
kicking it with lately.

I'm (indistinct).

- He doesn't really
seem like your type.

Well, good thing
for me, he's not.

My type hasn't really
worked out in the past.

My daughter's father
put me through so much.

- And you think Young
is gonna be any better?

What pretty boy you
know that don't cheat,

especially cops that work
the hours that they do?

- Well, good thing for me,
I will be the work wife,

but look, I gotta go.

I gotta get my daughter ready,

and I gotta hurry
up and get home

and get myself together
before I drop her off.

- Okay, well, call me when you.

(dial tone beeps)

Hello?

That's strike two, bitch.

(ominous music)

* Swing low, sweet chariot *

* Coming for to carry me home *

* Swing low *

* Sweet chariot *

* Coming for to carry me home *

(keyboard clicking)

- Hey, girl, what the hell
are you doing back so soon?

- Girl, I couldn't in
that house another day.

It was too depressing.

- Yeah, I heard about the baby,

and I'm real sorry
for your loss.

- Thank you.

- But how are you feeling?

- I'm just taking
it a day at a time.

- That's all you really can do.

- [Lashay] Thank you.

- I need to talk to you.

- [Lashay] Levi, what
are you doing here?

- Find us somewhere to
talk in private now.

- Okay, come on.

Levi, what the hell
is wrong with you?

- What's wrong?

What's wrong is my
sister is so damn stupid

and caught up on living this
fairytale of a fucking life

that she's willing to
risk losing her job

and possibly getting me
implemented in a scandal

if it was to ever come
out about what you did.

- Wait, what did I do?

- Don't play stupid
with me, Shay!

Now, I found those
damn test results

underneath the sofa
pillow at mama's house

when I was looking
for my wallet.

- Let me explain.
- Explain what?

How could you possibly
explain why you have

this man's confidential DNA
test results in your possession?

Now, I mean you've done
some shit in the past

that I didn't agree with,

but never in a million fucking
years would I have thought

that you would stoop
this low, Shay.

- I didn't.
- Just stop.

Now, it's one thing when
you lie to other people,

but it's a whole 'nother problem

when you start
lying to yourself.

- Levi, would you
just listen to me?

Listen to what, Shay,
more of your lies?

Look, you probably
got mama fooled

with this innocent act
that you be putting on,

but not me.

I mean, I've worked my ass
off to get where I am today,

and I'll be damned if I
let you tear that down

with any more of your
dumb decisions, Shay!

- What's that supposed to mean?

- What it means is that you

and your decisions are
no longer my problem

or part of my life.

(melancholic music)

(machine beeping)

- I'll be back to
reset your monitor.

(car alarm blaring)

- How you feeling?

- Relieved,

confused,

exhausted.

I really thought they
was gon' kill me.

Every day, I was praying to
god, "Please don't let me die!"

- I can't believe this
shit even happened.

Promise I'll never let no shit
like that happen again, hear?

- Have you heard from Kyra?

(person knocking)

- Excuse me, Ms. Richards.

How you feeling?

- I'm all right.

- Good.

When your lab results came back,

besides some bruising and
some minor lacerations,

everything looks normal.

Now, you are slight dehydrated.

So we're gonna run some
fluids through your IV

just to just to be on
the safe side, okay?

- Okay.

- When will she be discharged?

- I'll have a nurse
come check on her vitals

after we get some fluids in
her. And if her vitals are fine,

then, hey, you're good to go.

Say about three or four
hours, give or take.

- Appreciate it, doctor.

- All right, no problem.

Ms. Richardson, now,

you have been through
a traumatic experience.

So I need you to take it easy
for a couple weeks, okay?

All right, I mean give
yourself some time to heal,

both mentally and
physically, all right?

All right, that nurse will be
in to see you shortly, okay?

You have a good one.

- Excuse me, doctor.

Yeah, we were
notified that it was

an assault victim
brought in today.

- Yes, I was the one
who made the call.

- Okay, can you give
us the victim's name?

- India Richardson.

- Now, would you say
she's in any condition

to be interviewed?

- Yes, she didn't have
any major injuries.

We were getting ready
to give her an IV.

- We can come back later
if it's not a good time.

- It might be better
to interview her now rather than later.

- Why is that?

- More than likely she'll be
discharged in a few hours.

- Okay, can we get
the room number?

- Yeah, right
here, right in 102.

- All right, thank you, doctor.

We're probably gonna
have to have you fill out

an incident report
before we leave.

- No problem.

I have a few
patients to check on.

If you need me, get with the
nurse at the nurses station,

and she'll check it.

- All right, thanks, doc.

- All right, have a good one.

- You have a good one.

(person knocking)

- [Young] Ms. Richardson?

I'm Officer Young.

This is Officer Shawn.

We'd like to ask you a few
questions about the incident.

- What type of questions?

- Well, we just wanna
know what happened.

- Ain't it in the fucking
report I filled out?

- Look, calm down, sir.

These just standard questions

we have to ask the
victim of a crime.

That's it.

- All I remember is leaving
the club, talking on the phone.

Next thing I know, I'm
being dragged in a van

or a SUV, something.

- Hold on, ma'am.

A van or an SUV?

- Yeah.

- Those are two completely
different vehicles.

You mean to tell
me you're confused

as to which vehicle it was?

- Man, what type of
fucking question is that?

- Look, ma'am, is there
anything distinctive

that you can recollect
about the vehicle

that you were abducted in?

Anything?

- Everything happened so fast.

My back was to the vehicle.

I was hit in the
head and passed out,

and when I woke up, I was tied
to a chair in the basement.

- The basement.

Can you describe this basement?

- (scoffs) This nigga, bro.

Describe the fucking basement?

- Just trying to
do our job, sir.

That's it.

Ma'am, do you remember
the carpet, furniture,

window, smell, anything?

- [India] The only
thing I remember

is the chair I was tied to.

(India groans)
- That's enough

of these weak ass
questions, bro.

Everybody know this police
department don't solve shit!

Y'all the motherfuckers
committing all the crimes!

- Yeah, and it's niggas like
you that's part of the problem,

making our job harder
than it needs to be.

- Fuck yo' job!

- Ms. Richardson, if you
can think of anything else,

give us a call.

- Fuck outta here.

Have a good day, officers!

- Yeah, you have a better one.

Come on.

- Man, you gotta learn how
to relax a little bit, man.

(door clicks)

- Man, I just hate wannabe
tough ass motherfucker

like that, man.

- Give him a pass, dude.

Probably still
uptight about his girl

being missing, you know?

(phone dings)

Hey, man, I got
some shit to handle.

I'll meet you at the station.

- Man, this motherfucker's
always in a rush, man.

(ominous music)

- These niggas got me fucked up.

(person knocking)

(door squeaks)

Did you get it?

- All right, look,
I'ma give you this.

You can't tell nobody you got
this shit from me, though.

If the department found out
I've been looking up information

in the system not
related to police work,

I'ma get fired.

- I got you.

- I'm serious as hell.

This shit illegal.

I ain't trying to lose my job.

- What about someone
shooting at my car

and trying to kill me?

Isn't that shit illegal?

- I mean, it is.

That's why you call
the police, you know?

Make a police report,

not look up information
on the shooter.

- Listen, Shawn, kill the
whole by-the-book shit.

I'm from the streets,

and one thing I can easily peep

is a street nigga
when I see one.

- Street nigga?

Look, I'm a cop.

- Take it off.

- Excuse me?

- The shirt, nigga, take it off.

Prove me wrong.

- You sure you wanna go there?
(suspenseful music)

- Just like I thought,
a street nigga.

- So what about Kyra?

- What about her?

You said it ain't
nothing serious, right?

* Took a couple rounds *

(Cash panting)
* But we're jumping *

* Off the ground *

* Ain't no turning
back now, no, no, no *

* Who would've
believed that we'd be *

* Living on a cloud of dreams *

Oh, yes.

* Longing to be free *

* Free from all
the many things *

* That made it all, just see *
(Cash moaning)

* Pushing through this
crazy maze, the hazy days *

* Our ups and downs will
never get the best of us *

* We'll never drown
turning inward *

* There's so much
power when you inward *

Oh, yes.

Oh, god.

* We'll never drown
turning inward *

(Cash panting)

* There's so much
power when you inward *

Oh, yes.

(traffic droning)

(machine beeping)

(machine whirring)

(ominous music)

- Where the fuck did I put it?

- Malaysia?

- Yes.

- Look, I'm in here
losing my damn mind,

because I could have
swore that I put

that file right here
in this cabinet.

Please tell me you've seen it.

- You mean the one we
put in the back room

when we were cleaning
out your office?

- Oh, shit. (laughs)

Damn, I forgot all about that.

You know I say
this all the time,

but you are truly,
truly, truly a lifesaver.

Thank you.

- You're welcome,

but if I'm such a lifesaver,

why did you break
up with me again?

- Oh my god.

Please don't start
that today, all right?

Because when I even found out

that you were the one
hired for this position

and I started the paperwork
to get you transferred

over to the other department,
you begged me not to,

because you promised
that you wouldn't allow

our past dealings to interfere

with our business relationship.

Am I correct?

- You're right.

I'm sorry.

Sometimes, I just
miss what we had.

- Yeah, honestly,
sometimes I do, too.

I mean, I can't deny it.

We did have an amazing bond.

- We did.

- Yeah.

(laughs) And we had
a lot of good days,

but boy oh boy, did we have
a lot of bad ass days, too?

- It was me.

I had a lot of growing to do,

and honestly, back then
I was just selfish.

I didn't care about you
having to put in 15, 20 hours

as assistant district attorney
to become the prosecutor.

So instead, I just constantly
complained about stupid shit

like you not being able
to spend time with me.

- Wow, you really
have matured, I see.

- It took a lot of self
reflection after losing you.

Look, can I ask you something?

- You can ask me anything?

- Do you ever see yourself
getting back with me again?

(Levi chuckles)

(Levi sighs)

- Honestly, I can't say yes,

but at the same time,
I won't say no either.

I mean, I would
be lying if I said

I didn't still
love you, Malaysia,

but that's a bridge
that we can cross

if and when we get back to it.

So in the meantime,

let's do our best to
keep it professional.

- I'll try.

- And you can start
by not wearing

all those tight ass dresses
and skirts to work either.

Yeah, you ain't slick.

You trying to tempt me.

- Is it working?

- You know it is.

- All right, well, let
me get back to work.

I gotta make some
copies for tomorrow.

- All right.

Hey.

You know I've been
meaning to ask you

how did you even get this
position in the first place,

especially with so many
other people who applied

with way more years of
experience than you?

I guess I was just wondering

how you managed
to pull that off.

- Well, when you have
friends in high places,

anything is possible.

See you later.

- See you.

(gentle music)

- Hey, babe, you
switched it up on me?

What's wrong?

- I'm just really
worried about Kyra.

She haven't checked on me.

That's not like her at all.

- I was waiting for you to
get home to tell you this.

- Tell me what?

- Babe, Kyra missing.

- What the fuck you
mean Kyra missing?

- Relax.

- Think she ran off
with that cop nigga.

- [India] What?

- Yeah, her ex, whoever
the fuck the nigga is.

- Terrance?

Nah, she don't even fuck
with that nigga no more.

- How many times y'all say
y'all done fucking with a nigga

and be right back
fucking with him?

- Okay, but I know my friend,

and if she gon' run
off with anybody,

it ain't gon' be no Terrance.

- Since you know your friend,

you know he proposed?

Exactly.

Quit thinking you
know everybody.

Man, I don't wanna
talk about them.

Wanna talk about you.

Feel good to have you back.

- I know you sick of me.

I just don't feel
comfortable staying

at my house by myself yet.

- Babe, I told you
my crib yo' crib.

Forgot I asked you to be my wife

before all this shit happened?

- I can't believe them ho
ass niggas took my ring!

- Man, fuck that ring.

Look, when you feeling up to it,

we gon' get you the
biggest ring in that bitch.

Feel me?

- Ice.

- What?
- I know damn well

you ain't trying to get no
pussy and I just got home.

- Oh, babe, nah.

Unless you trying to.

- I swear niggas ain't shit.

- I ain't shit?
- No.

- Man, I ain't looked at

or touched another bitch
since you been gone.

So I'm wrong for wanting
some pussy from my girl?

- Wow.

No.

You wrong for wanting some pussy

from your girl who just got home

from being from the hospital
from being kidnapped.

(Ice sighs)

- I'm sorry.

(melancholic music)

- I'm just never gon' feel safe

until I know why
this happened to me.

- Babe, don't worry about that.

Streets talk.

When they talk,

I'll be listening.

I gotta get up outta here.

- Wait, what?

I thought you was
staying with me today.

- [Ice] I gotta take care of
something down at the club.

(doorbell rings)

That must be my UPS package.

I'll be back later.

- Whatever.

(keys jingling)

- Yeah.

Give your mama a hug.

All right, babe.
- Hey, baby.

Go in your room and play, okay?

(feet pattering)

Rae, what the hell
you doing here?

- Did you forget you
were supposed to keep

your daughter this weekend?

I told you about
this weeks ago, Ice.

- Weeks ago? You know how
much shit I've been through

in the last couple weeks?

- Everyone goes through shit.

Unfortunately, I'm a mom,
so I have to figure it out.

For the last year, all you've
done is consistently come up

with excuses on why you
can't keep your daughter.

- While I've been
trying to run a club.

- You act like I don't work.

We're supposed to
split parenting time

and responsibilities
50/50 per court order.

- Rae, I can't do
this shit today.

- Today,

I don't feel well,

and I have to work a double.

Figure it out.

- [India] What's going on here?

- Hm, nice to finally
meet you, India.

- Mn-hm.

- You can relax
with the attitude.

I'm not the baby mama
that's gon' bring problems

unless I have to.

You certainly have a type.

- Whatever.

- Welcome home.

- I need you to watch
her for a couple minutes.

- (scoffs) I know you lying.

- It'll only be
a couple minutes.

I just gotta go to the club

and take Brittney
the key to the safe.

- You giving Brittney
a key to the safe?

- Look, you gon' do it or not?

- No, you better call
your mama or something.

(dramatic music)

(birds chirping)

(door squeaks)

- Brittney at?

- She upstairs.

- Man, what the fuck going on?

- Whatever you want it to be.

* Galaxy, then universe *

* Tried everything
to make it work *

* We can't stop *
(Treausre panting)

* No, we can't stop
the sky from falling *

* Lights go down *

* Do you even know
if I'm even around *

* And I have found *

(Treasure moaning) *
Lights have made me blind *

* And I'm losing my mind and *

(car horn honking)

- There she is.

- I did the job.

Don't.

I don't want all of these
people in my business.

- Why?

You trying to hide
me from the world?

Or the world from me?

- Shut up.

It's not even like that.

You know being a woman
in this department

is already hard
enough trying to get

y'all men to respect me.

Imagine if the other officers

know we're personally involved.

They would never
take me serious.

- So you saying we 'bout to
be sleeping together soon?

- Stop it.

- What time you off?

- Eight.

- Good, me too.

How 'bout I go grab us a pizza?

I'll come through tonight.

We can watch one of them
girly ass flicks y'all like.

- It's my week with my
daughter, so she will be home.

- Okay, then I guess we watching
some kiddy shows and shit.

- Kiddy shows and shit?

- Yeah.

Whatever I gotta do

to spend some time with you.

I'll see you tonight.

- See you tonight.

I can't believe that liquor
still got me feeling sick.

I need to see if somebody got
some aspirin or something.

- Hm.

They're cute,

but they will not be for long.

(ominous music)

- Hang on a second.

Lynn, can you bring
me file 19-6-70?

Thank you.

(phone clicks)

- Here's that case file
that you asked for.

- Thank you.

- Is there anything else
I can help you with here?

- Yeah, I wish.

You know I got all these
open files in front of me.

On a daily basis, I got
evidence coming up missing

for no logical damn reason.

- Well, you do know that
there's a logical explanation.

You just might
not wanna hear it.

- You know at this point
I think I'm pretty open

to hearing just about anything.

- Well, Terrance might not
be the only corrupt cop

within this department.

He just might be the only
one that's gotten caught,

so far anyway.

If you need anything
else, I'll be at my desk.

(Captain sighs)

(ominous music)

- The fuck is that?

Fuck going on?

Fuck are we missing?

Wait a second.

(ominous music)
(phone buzzing)

(Marcus sighs)

- Hey.

- Hey, yeah, it's me.

Yeah, I think I just
might have found something

that we missed in one
of our crime scenes.

- All right.

- Yeah, I'm heading
over there right now.

All right, I'ma
have Lynn text you

the address to it, all right?

I'll meet you over there.

- Okay.

- Hey, I need you
to text this address

to Officer Thompson, all right?

And clear my calendar
for the rest of the day.

- What the hell is going on now?

(ominous music)

- [Marcus] Baby?

- [Yaya] Hm?

- I gotta go.

- [Yaya] Hm, now?

- Yeah.

- I thought you were off today.

- Well, captain called.

He said he had some information
on one of our cases, so.

(Marcus sighs)

- Okay, and that can't
wait 'til tomorrow?

(Marcus laughs)

- Nah, solving cases does
not wait for anybody.

And speaking of that,

have you heard anything
from your husband's case?

- No.

- Have you talked to the officer

that's over the case?

- For what?

Jovan's death
certificate provided me

with all the information I need

for his life
insurance to pay out.

So no, I'm good.

- Wow.

That's cold.

(Yaya sighs)

- Jovan and I,

we were still
together physically,

but emotionally,

we checked out years ago.

Brick wasn't the
only one cheating.

- Wow.

- My dear sister Tiffany

and I had a lot more in
common than what people knew,

and the only difference
was my husband

had enough respect for me.

Brick threw it up in
Tiffany's face every time.

- Okay, I get it,

(Marcus laughs)

but don't you at
least wanna know

what happened to your husband?

- Why?

I mean, is it gonna
bring him back?

No.

So again,

I'm good.

- What happened?

Like what happened in your
life to make you this cold?

- Consistently giving
a fuck about people

who don't give a fuck
would do that to you.

- [Marcus] Okay.

- Each and every time.

- All right, well,

now, you have
somebody that does.

- Stop it.

- I just need you
to let me, okay?

- I'll try.

- All right.
(Yaya laughs)

I gotta go.

- Okay, well, I mean,
will you be back tonight?

- Nah, nah, I gotta go to that
conference I told you about.

I'll leave tonight.

- Okay, so when
will you be back?

- Three days?

- Well, you know what, I guess
I'll chill with my sister

and kick it with
her while you gone.

- That's good.

That's a good idea, babe.

- We need it.
- All right.

(melancholic music)

(picture slaps)
(ominous music)

- ID and I need to
check your purse.

- Check?

Nah, the only time
my bags get checked

is when I'm at the airport.

- No, ID, no entrance.

- Bro.

She good, let her in.

- Good to see you still
holding shit down around here.

- Only one way to go.

- (laughs) Speaking
of holding shit down,

that last shipment that
Brick caught from me

should be running low soon, huh?

- I'm looking to secure
some new connections.

- Why?

Got one standing
in front of you.

- I didn't think the
option to continue

to do business was on the floor,

since you and Brick did
have a special arrangement.

- Business is business.

Show must go on.

Look, let me put some
numbers together for you,

and I'll be in touch.

(soft music)

- (sighs) Fuck does she want?

Let her in, man.

- Damn, it's like that?

- The fuck do you want, Nikki?

- Let me guess.

Yo' rat ass baby mama
got you acting funny?

- No, you packing yo' shit up

and leaving got me acting funny.

- Listen, I didn't even come
here to argue with you, Boom.

- Well, what the fuck
did you come for?

- (sighs) Listen, I
think my baby daddy

got something to do with
India getting kidnapped.

- What the fuck
made you think that?

- I wasn't even
gonna get involved,

but I heard him on
the phone with someone

the other day named Cash,

and she mentioned
that she worked here.

So I just wanted to let you know

to avoid anybody else
coming up missing.

- Where the fuck was
you at when you heard

him talking on the phone?

You back fucking
that nigga, Nikki?

- No, I'm not fucking with him.

Me and my son miss
staying at his house.

- That's when I thought
you was different.

Just like the other
bitches out here

fucking a nigga for crumbs

and a place to lay yo' head.

- How dare you
disrespect me like that.

- You disrespecting
yourself, girl.

- Ain't this some shit.

You sitting here judging me
for moving out of a house

you moved yo' fucking
baby mama into?

- But I ain't fucking Keisha!

- And I'm not
fucking with Shawn!

- You might as well.

I'll never fuck with you again.

Fuck out my club, bitch.

(ominous music)

(alarms blaring)

* Yeah, let's go *

* Okay, now it's
back to business *

* Gotta show 'em reasons
why the team is undefeated *

* In the jungle, wrestle with
the demons and the leeches *

* Wanna see me fall, so
they join the coalition *

* But I been on a mission, uh *

* Gamble on me, every dollar
you should wager, uh *

* Best in my division like
I'm Kobe on the Lakers, uh *

* Enemies arriving, I can feel
the sense of danger, yeah *

* Here, going to battle, ain't
no fear, I never waver, yeah *

* I can never settle *

(Breeze chuckles)

- Boom, glad you could make it,

but who's this?

- Breeze, I want you to
meet my partner Cash.

Cash, this is breeze.

- I don't do business
with strangers.

- Lucky for you,

I ain't here to do
business with you.

Boom is.

(Breeze laughs)

- Boom, I think I like this one.

She not weak like
them other bitches.

Grab her a seat.

Shall we get down to business?

(ominous music)

Boom, you know
how to play chess?

- Pretty much the same
as checkers, right?

- (laughs) Not at all.

You see chess is a game
about strategy and patience.

Each move requires very
careful consideration.

- Predict every more.

- You must never underestimate

or feel sorry for
your opponent because?

- [Boom] They won't
feel sorry for you.

- And the most important
rule of them all

is the queen is the most
valuable piece on the board.

She controls everything,

has the most power.

Hell, she can pretty much
do whatever she wants.

You must make smart
decisions at all times,

because one bad move

could cost you the whole game.

Checkmate.

(Boom chuckles)

- Good move.

- You see this little
piece right here?

Custom made.

Made outta the most
valuable porcelain in China.

Cost me 20K.

- 20K, huh?

- Cash.

And I want you to
have it as a souvenir.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome,

and you're welcome to come
back and play anytime.

We typically play once
a week on Thursdays.

- I'll keep that in mind.

- Please do.

- Let's go.

- You know what?

I don't like that nigga.

- You don't have to.

I do.

(dramatic music)

- What the hell was that about?

I thought we was here
to secure a connect.

- We did.

- When?

Because I for sure ain't see it.

- It's 'cause the eye only see
what it's looking for, Cash.

(dramatic music)

Let's go.

(car horns blowing)

(soft music)

- I don't know.

First you was fucking
with Brittney.

Now, you with fucking Treasure.

Kinda like you playing it crazy.

India be in this
motherfucker all the time.

It's kinda like you
asking for trouble.

Treasure a bad bitch and all,

but she is not worth
you losing yo' girl.

- You might be right.

- The fuck he doing here?

- Shit, we 'bout to find out.

- What, nigga?

- Hey, man, why the fuck
you always so mad, huh?

- You need to get a hug or
some pussy or something?

Nigga, damn.

- Boom, how can I help you?

Know you ain't come down
here to harass my security.

- Nah, man, look, I
got some information

you might wanna hear
about your girl, bro.

- What the fuck you
know about India?

- The fuck you get this from?

- Nikki.

- What the fuck Nikki
doing with India locket?

- She got it outta her
baby daddy pocket, Shawn,

or should I say Officer Shawn?

(Ice scoffs)
Yeah.

I hate to drop this fucked
up news on you and dip,

but just like you, bro,
I got a club to run, so.

Hey, get this big, gorilla,
angry nigga some pussy, bro.

Angry niggas is a liability.

- Nigga, fuck you!

- No, nigga.

What you need to do is
fuck one of these bitches

clapping ass around
here with yo' mad ass.

Damn.

- [Ice] Fuck, man!

- So you believe him?

- Shit, how can't I?

How else he woulda got this?

- That I don't know,

but what I do know is y'all
niggas been boys for years.

Y'all should talk before you
just jump to conclusions.

I see niggas start beefing

and falling out each and every
day over a misunderstanding.

- Man, me and that nigga
ain't got shit to talk about.

- But kidnapping?

He a cop, remember?

- Nigga, cops, they the
dirty motherfuckers.

They the ones
doing all the crime

and thinking they
can get away with it.

- So what you gon' do about it?

What any other nigga
in my position'll do.

- Need me to roll with you?

- This shit personal, nigga.

(ominous music)

(soft music)

- Well damn, baby, you fine.

- Thank you.

Wait, you look so familiar.

Do I know you from somewhere?

- No,

but maybe we can change that.

- Maybe we can,

but in the meantime,

is there anything
I can get for you?

- Let's start with your number.

(Honey laughs)

- Oh, you're persistent, huh?

- [Bishop] When it comes
to something I want.

- Hm.

(dramatic music)

- What up, dog?

- What up?

- Ain't been out here in
some years, man, shit.

- Figured it was a good spot.

Shit so hot right now.

- [Shawn] Feel that.

- Brought yo' half of
the money for last month.

- Appreciate that.

We good?

- Sure, why wouldn't we be?

- That shit at
the hospital, man.

I hope you ain't
take it personally.

I was just doing my job.

- I ain't sweating.

- How India doing?

- She's solid.

- Solid as in good?

- When you solid,
you always good.

- [Shawn] Feel that.

(sighs) Look, man, it's
something I've been wanting

to talk to you about.

- Speak yo' mind.

- You ever look back at
some shit you done did

and regretted that shit?

- Besides waking up
drunk with a ugly bitch?

Nah.

- Every nigga in the world
done had that regret.

Look, man, I ain't
a man of many words.

I'll be the first to
admit I ain't perfect.

It's some shit in my past
I ain't too proud of.

Some shit bother me
more than others.

- Man, what you getting at?
(suspenseful music)

- When you get a
chance, read this.

You'll understand better.

We had some time's
up here, man, shit.

Spent more time over here
getting high than at school.

- Not to mention all the
pussy we done got up here.

This motherfucker
was the ho inn.

- Back when life was good.

Shit was a lot simpler, man.

(suspenseful music)

- [Ice] Good shit don't
last forever, though.

(gun fires)
(Shawn screams)

(Shawn thuds)
(dog barking)

(dramatic music)

(objects clattering)

- How was my husband's day?

- All right, well,
I'm gonna go pick up

my clothes real quick, so.

- Want me to come
in there with you?

- No, no worries, I got it.

(door slams)

(suspenseful music)

- Man, charge my phone.

I know she got a
charger in this piece.

(dramatic music)

* Maybe, baby, this
what flying feels like *

* Maybe, baby, this
what flying feels like *

* Maybe, baby, this
what flying feels like *

* Maybe, baby, this
what flying feels like *

* Yeah *

* Maybe all my exes is drinking
themselves crazy tonight *

* Maybe I should call and
say, "Told you I'd be right" *

* I told you *
* Wondering how long it was *

* Before you realized the
biggest mistake of your life *

* And now you're
paying the price *

* Oh, is it confidence
or confusion *

* Either way I feel like
I ain't never losing *

* Your opinion or mine, you
know just what I'm choosing *

* I gotta do this *

* 'Cause I can't fall
asleep at night *

* Without seeing my dreams *

* Delusion and reality,
I'm somewhere in between *

* These voices in
my head get loud *

* And they keep telling me *

* That I'm a fool for
trusting in these wings *

* Maybe, baby, this
what flying feels like *

* Maybe, baby, this
what flying feels like *

* Maybe, baby, this
what flying feels like *

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