All language subtitles for Fight.Night.The.Million.Dollar.Heist.S01E08.1080p.WEBRip.x265-KONTRAST.eng

CHICKEN MAN:
This Muhammad Ali fight,

this here is when Atlanta
turn them ashes into gold.

I see Atlanta as
a Black Mecca.

Missouri Slim?

- (SLIM YELPS)
- (GUNSHOTS FIRING)

Bankhead Funerals
is a great place to diversify.

FRANK: They call me a hoodlum.

We call you the pig.

You officially on my radar.

CHICKEN MAN: I collect people
like I collect numbers.

- HUDSON: You threw a party...
- CHICKEN MAN: Black Vegas.

- (GUNSHOT)
- (GRUNTS)

HUDSON: ...for some of
the most dangerous men
in this country.

FAYE: Thugs showed up
at our house.

I can't do this no more.

HUDSON: You ain't think
that's gonna come back
on you somehow?

- Freeze!
- HUDSON: Bill Mason.

You're more worried about
saving all these niggers...

- Oh!
- Whoa!

Jenkins took my badge.

Hey, J.D. That's the goddamn
man that was with Silky
at the Clermont.

CADILLAC RICHIE: You know,
when I planned the robbery...

WILLIE: The job is the job.

CADILLAC RICHIE:
I need them to be retired.

- Listen to me.
- (GUNSHOTS)

EMERSON: Mac!

WILLIE: What's that saying
about honor amongst thieves?

Atlanta PD!

Stop!

- (SCREAMS)
- CHICKEN MAN: So
what do we do now?

We stick to
the plan. Cadillac.

LEOLA: Your daddy
used to stay awake nights
dreamin' of givin' Frank

what he had comin'.

Put that two-faced,
licorice-chewin' motherfucker
where he belong.

Yes, ma'am.

"I shall be telling this
with a sigh.

"Somewhere ages
and ages hence,

"two roads in the wood
diverged, and I...

"I chose the one
less traveled by.

"And that has made
all the difference."

MUSHMOUTH ROWE: Cadillac.

That's Robert Frost's finest.

Y'all niggas need to read
something other than them

damn titty magazines.

Titty magazines ain't for
reading, motherfucker.

(LAUGHING)

Gentlemen, now,
when my father and Frank

started this council,

it was for the purpose

of unifying
our collective influences

and multiplying our affluence.

Now under Frank's leadership,
we've been divided

and we are being destroyed.

I believe if we're
gonna move forward

as a united council,

Frank's way of doing things
has to be the past.

'Cause we are the future.

After y'all left the hotel,

I tried to reason
with old Frank.

I told him that what
Mo was saying was that

this doesn't feel much like
a partnership lately.

Uh-huh. And what the fuck
Frank say?

He slandered me.

He slandered my father.

He slandered
every one of y'all.

I even asked him
to show Mo a little grace,

and then he made it very clear

that Mo's days were numbered.

If Frank iced Mo...

That's ground for dismissal.

That's why I love
y'all niggas from Texas,

'cause y'all ain't one
for mincing words.

MUSHMOUTH ROWE: Cadillac.

I think since Frank is
so in love with this
country-ass backward town,

we bury him right here.

Right in that plot of land
that he's so fuckin' fond of.

Are we decided?

(FUNKY MUSIC PLAYING)

(FUNKY MUSIC PLAYING)

♪ I've got a song
I ain't got no melody... ♪

See, I got it
all figured out, Frank.

The Firm boys,
they gonna arrive
later on this afternoon

and I'm thinking

we take them
to that plot of land

- you're talking
about developing
- Mm-hmm.

Now, if they ain't convinced
after seeing your vision,

that you are
the man with the plan,

then we bury
those motherfuckers
and keep moving without 'em.

(LAUGHING)

Boy! Big Caddie would be
so proud of yo' ass.

Thanks, Frank.

You know, ever since I heard

they was throwin'
this fight down here,

I've been lookin' forward
to comin' down here
with yo' ass.

Blow off some steam,
get away from all that
New York gangster shit.

Who knew that we were
gonna step off our plane

right into some dumbass
country gangster shit.

Yeah, I'm sorry about that.

Oh, I used to think
this place was cursed.

Place I had to escape from.

I did.

Did all right for myself,
too, you know.

But what good is all that
Black Godfather shit

that when I come home,
still just another nigga.

You and me, we gone
dead all that shit for good.

Us, together.

Huh, just like me
and Big Caddie
would have did.

(LAUGHING)

Mr. Wheeler.
You have a phone call
over at the bar.

An Emerson Dorsey.

Um... I'll take that.

I'm sorry, I, um...

I had Emerson
check in with me down here.

- If you'll excuse me.
- Go and handle your business.

Emerson.

(CHICKEN MAN CLUCKING)

What's happenin', Jack?

For starters, your boy Emerson
is lyin' in a pool of blood

down at the Dolphin Club
on Jekyll Island.

It's a damn shame.

Is that right?

CHICKEN MAN: As right as rain.

And in more terrible news
for you,

I got your loot.

And unless you want
my next call to be to Frank,

I suggest you listen to me
and you listen good,

'cause I'm only gonna
say it once,

you high-yella,
possum-faced sumbitch.

In one hour, I want you to
meet me at Pinky Pies on 14th.

Sounds good.

Problem?

No. No problem at all.

Um, I asked Emerson
to check on my mama
while I was down here

and 'cause I went to see her
and I think she mighta had

the same bug
that's been fuckin' with me.

- Oh, damn.
- I'mma go upstairs

and get settled in
into the room

- for a little bit.
- Oh, hell, yeah. Yeah.

And then, um, I figure
I'd meet you back down here
about noon.

And then we go take care
of the rest of them boys.

I'm probably gonna
give my mama a call, too.

Right on.

Be sure to tell
Mama Wheeler I said,

"Hey."

I'll do that.

He go for it?

Is water wet?

All right, sunshine. Showtime.

Get your game face on.

Here we go.

Chicken. Look at you.

Baby, you ain't gonna say hi?

Hey, baby, get up
an' hug a brother.

Man, come on. How you doing?

- I ain't seen you
in a while, man.
- The fuck you doin', man?

How you been?

See, I'm not the kind of cat
that likes surprises.

CHICKEN MAN: I ain't got
nothin' on me, Lac.

I ain't got nothin' on me.

That was a hell of a party
the other night, wasn't it?

Till that cat jumped out,
hollering, "Surprise!"

I was like,
"Hold up, motherfucker!

-"This ain't my
goddamn birthday."
- (SHUSHING)

Pardon my French, ma'am.

I was just excited
over seeing a friend.

You got some balls on you,

showing your mug
out here in public

after your pictures
are all in the papers.

Yeah, well, uh,
some risks are worth takin'.

I mean, you know a lot
about that, right?

Especially being since
you the one that planned
the whole robbery.

I'm sorry. I don't know
what you're talkin' about.

Hey, y'all. Can I get
y'all boys anything?

Um...

I'll take some pie.

Y'all got cherry pie?

Pinky. We got
any cherry pie back there?

Best cherry pie
in this whole goddamn state.

Two slices or just...

No, sweetheart,
your smile is enough sugar
for a lifetime.

All right. I'll get
right back with you.

CHICKEN MAN: Thank you.
If you don't know
what I'm talking about,

why the fuck you here, Lac?

You mentioned
a casual acquaintance
of mine

named Mr. Emerson Dorsey.

Yeah, I did.
He got a bullet in his brain.

Nigga, you ain't no killer.

I am not.

Which is why I ain't the one
that did the deed.

You familiar with
the name Willie Black?

I'm sorry. I don't...

Have any recollection
of a Willie Black.

Neither did I.

Which is why
I took the liberty

of followin' Willie Black

and his team down there
to Jekyll Island.

And I got down there
and you know what they had?

They had all the loot
they stole from my party,

and they was ready
to live a good life.

Well, until Emerson showed up.

See, when Emerson got there,

well, then, it turned
into The Wild Bunch.

They started shootin'
and killin' each other.
Can you believe that?

So that's the yarn
you plan on spinnin'?

I should gut yo' ass right now

for wastin'
my motherfuckin' time.

- All right.
- (BELL JINGLES)

WAITRESS: Welcome to Pinky's.

OFFICER: How you doing?

Let's be cool.

- OFFICER: I'd like to get
a table over by the window.
- Sure. Right over there.

OFFICER: Thank you.

Morning, officers.
Y'all want the paper?

OFFICER: No, thank you, sir.

We're all right.

- Here's your pie, baby.
- Thank you.

See, you don't have
the testicular fortitude

to muscle someone like me.

I'm a fox.

You a chicken.

You know how
nature works, don't you?

And what the fuck is this?

(SIGHS)

I'm sorry. Do I know you?

You dainty motherfucker.

I'm Willie Black.
One of yo' loose ends.

CHICKEN MAN: Look here, Lac.
We're here to make
a deal with you.

Go on, look in that bag.

There's a couple more bags
just like that
in that trunk out there.

They're sittin' next to
your dead lackey.

It's a million dollars
minus our expenses.

Now what I see happening...

You're taking it to Frank.

You tell Frank
Emerson is the one

who planned
the whole goddamn robbery.

I can clear my name

and you can go do
whatever the fuck it is
that you do.

That's the plan.

I will take your proposal...

Under consideration.

Under consideration?

You really gonna walk away

and take your chances
with Frank?

You know, I, um...

I understand
why you wanna put Moten
in the dirt, Lil' Richie.

Especially after the way
he did your pappy.

Shit, that was low.

I want to hear about this.
What he do to his pappy?

You ain't tell him,
Lil' Richie?

Big Caddie
was the man in his day

who ran all
of Northern Jersey,

which was no small feat
due to how mobbed up
Northern Jersey is.

He had to gain his love,
Big Caddie,

'cause he knew his place.

They say that yo' pops
was just a little puppet
for Frank

that he could stick
his hand up his ass

whenever he so pleased.

Don't ever say shit
about my motherfuckin' father.

Joke. (CHUCKLES)
Sorry, fellas.

WILLIE: No, it's all right.
I'm just saying that I,

I see you.

If I was in your position,
I'd be plottin' to get
some get back, too.

Except I wouldn't hide
behind no robbery

- like no little-ass boy.
- Hey.

I would have shot him
right in between
his fuckin' eyes.

Just like I should've
done yo' ass.

What's done is done, right?
Let's talk about what we got
on the table, man.

Opportunity for us to go
and make our pockets fatter.

We could put
all this shit behind us.

You can go avenge your daddy.

Right?

You get to beat Frank
and I get to go home.

So Emerson's body
is in your car?

In that trunk right there.

I figure that's a loose end
you wanna tie up yourself.

Then maybe
there's a world where

Emerson might be found
in a lake somewhere

with a bunch of jewelry on him

and that'll be enough
to throw the scent off of you

and you can clear your name.

So you're telling me I was
never a part of the plan?

(CHUCKLES)

See, you are what
we would call
a happy accident, Gordon.

My plan was simple.

A straight smash-and-grab.

Emerson was told
to set up the party
and set up the score.

And then, your little
greedy ass got involved.

Loose ends.

No offense.

So long, Gordon.

Perhaps there's a future
for you and me
to do business.

Hold it right there.

I'll take that. Mel.

What in the fuck is this?

It's the worst day
of your life, nigga.

- ROMEL: So we're pretending?
- Ain't nothing to pretend.
You a cop, be a cop.

Hey, maybe I should
take Paul's place.

Hey. This ain't
my first rodeo, Romel.

Nah, Cadillac would
think twice about shooting

a couple white officers,
but us?

Nah, you gonna have
to hang back with me, Romel.

Hey, Chicken, can we
get these lights on?

Yeah, I'm working on it now.

How'd you find
this place, anyway?

My lawyer.

You know, the real Pinky
had a gambling problem.

Right now, he doing
two years for evasion.

How does this ambulance chaser
keep his job?

All his clients is locked up.

No, stop, play nice.
Smalls is family.

Hey, Doris. How you doing?

This Chicken Man.

Are you and your sister,
y'all still making them pies?

Well, I'mma need you
to bring me a few.

HUDSON: We can't just
plant the loot on him
and hope he takes it, okay?

He could say he was duped
or coerced into it.

- Okay.
- We got to get
the confession, Chicken.

We ain't got that confession,
we ain't got nothing.

I'mma get you what you need.

Come on, calm down.

Hey, Dee-Dee, how long it's
gonna take you to clean up?

Give me 20 minutes.

MAN: Think I got it now,
Mr. Gordon.

Shit!

(TIRES SCREECH)

I use this for my depositions.

Goddamn it, Smalls.
Why it so big?

How the hell am I
supposed to duct tape this
under the goddamn table?

I remembered it being smaller.

No confession, no arrest.

Doris, how'd we sound?

Too much swearing.

But we got his ass.

(WILLIE LAUGHING)

Looks like I'mma be seeing you

and your pressing curl
in jail, nigga.

(CHUCKLES) Better
get that ass ready.

- (LAUGHS)
- You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say
can and will be used
against you in a court of law.

You have the right
to an attorney.

If you cannot
afford an attorney,

one will be appointed to you.

See, it's like I told you.

I collect people
like I collect numbers.

Okay. Give me all nine.

Dee-Dee, how long it's
gonna take you to clean up?

Give me 20 minutes.

Four-nine-three.

- Okay.
- Fifty cent on the four.

That hoe right there
put $5 on 2, 4 and 9.

Pinky. We got
any cherry pie back there?

Best cherry pie
in this whole goddamn state.

Oh, and, uh...

(CLUCKS) Motherfucker.
(LAUGHS)

That's a good job, everybody.
Appreciate y'all.

Like I said,
everybody gonna win.

- You hear me?
- (ALL CHEERING)

Wait till my lawyer get done
with you motherfuckers.

Y'all ain't gonna have
a pot to piss in.

Y'all take this back
to the station, okay?

Get it filed, transferred
and book it into evidence.

How long do you want
to keep the chief in the dark?

I mean, we are sticking
our necks out on this.

I know, I know, and I really
appreciate it, okay?

I'mma go in there
and give Jenkins a call,
bring him up to speed.

Just do that for me,
keep it quiet, please.

- Roger that.
- All right, boss.

Hey, you go get
a witness statement
from that ambulance chaser.

- Even that's gonna
help us out.
- Yes, sir.

Y'all came through.

Sure did. Thank you.

I mean it. Thank you both.

Look, you keep your mouth shut

and I'll make it
worth your while.

You were just fitting me
for a fuckin' toe tag
this time last week.

Don't be trying to
act concerned about me, motherfucker.

Nigga, that was not personal.
That was business.

You really be believin'
the shit that come out
yo' mouth, don't you?

Well, you've been
in Jersey long enough

to know what happens
to rats, don't you?

So whether you like it or not,

we in this shit
together, nigga.

See, 'cause everybody
wanna talk about this

"we in this together" shit

until it's
"we in this together" time.

Then it's every
motherfucker for hisself.

So you thinking
everybody else
did this to you?

You did this
to yourself, nigga.

- (SCREAMS)
- CHICKEN MAN: Shit!

Go, go. Motherfucker, go!

Shit!

Get me the fuck outta here!

- (GUNSHOTS)
- (TIRES SCREECH)

Oh, shit.

(MACHINE GUN FIRE)

LAMAR: Let's go, Lac.

(GUN FIRE CONTINUES)

CHICKEN MAN: Oh, fuck!

Go! Go!

FRANK: Well, so much for
keepin' this shit quiet.

Y'all take the yardbird
out to the property
and I'll see you directly.

MAXINE: So what's the plan?

We need to keep our sights set
on the east side.

Fourth Ward. (CHUCKLES)

Prime real estate there, Jack.

We need to be looking
at the southwest.

That's our priority.

We want that airport
in our backyard.

We'll have College Park
set up by this time next year.

MAXINE: It wouldn't hurt
to change the name
of the company, too.

Instead of
Bankhead Funeral Homes,

I say we give it another name.

Oh!

Bankhead Unlimited.

I can dig that.

(KNOCKING)

FRANK: Oh, whoa, whoa!
Hey! Hey!

Nigga, I just left
World War III.

Yeah, your fucking goons
got Chicken Man.

But if you don't take me
to him right now,

I swear before God,
I'mma put your motherfuckin'
dick in the dirt.

Why don't you ladies
go on out here on the balcony

- and check out the view?
- Okay. Go.

Now talk.

- Let's talk
hypotheticals here.
- HUDSON: Okay.

Now... (GRUNTS)

Given I knew where
the barnyard pet was,

why would I tell yo'
used-to-be-cop ass?

Oh, you heard about that, huh?

Well, yeah, I know
you are no longer

a nigga-killer with a badge.

So now, you gonna see
what it's like

to be a nigga-killer
without one.

Yeah. Let's see.

Oh! Hold up, motherfucker! Oh!
Oh, shit! Ow! Motherfucker!

Now listen up.
You got something I want.

I got something you want.

What's that?

I know who the mastermind is
behind this whole damn thing.

I got the proof too.

Now, what you gonna do
is take me to Chicken Man
right now,

and we gonna make a trade.

And if I don't?

Then we 'bout to see
if you can fly.

We gonna take
your car or mine?

FRANK: Now you got
your little gun on me,

but when we get there,

you gonna be way outgunned.

Well, the question is,
are you gonna have the courage
to take the chance

with me havin' my gun on you.

You ain't the first cop
whose gun I've been
at the end of.

I'm sure I ain't
the first innocent nigga
you gonna shoot.

Well, in this car,
as far as I can tell,

there's only one
murderin' motherfucker here,
and it ain't me.

FRANK: Yeah.
Murderin' motherfucker
should've shot you

and Chicken Man's ass
and kept trucking.

HUDSON: I'll give you the gun.
You can try it now.

- (TIRES SCREECH)
- Damn! Bitch, what the fuck?

Jesus Christ!

Now y'all gonna do
this schoolyard shit
the whole way there?

"Who's the man?
Who's the biggest?

"The toughest? Who got a gun?"

Hell, I got a fucking gun!

- (BOTH YELLING)
- You got that piece
the whole time?

Yeah. Stop screamin'
like two pussies.

Look, you a disgraced cop,
and you a murderin' gangster.

So the fuck what?

I used to dance on a pole
and turn $20 tricks
in the back room.

Who cares?

I'm tryin' to be somethin'
bigger and better.

Ain't you?

And, look, the only way
this shit is gonna work,

the only way
this fuckin' city works

is if you two motherfuckers
can work y'all bullshit out.

Little-ass boys.

So what's your
expectations here?

I already told you.

You give me Chicken Man,
I tell you everything I know.

Black as you is, you know,
it's a whole lot of blue

still shining through.

(SCOFFS)

I can smell you
cooking something up, pig.

HUDSON: Easy.
Easy, easy, easy.

You must be out of
yo' damn mind, pig.

Cadillac, Lamar,

I want you to stand down

'fore y'all accidentally
shoot my ass. You too.

No, no, no, no.
This pig tried to set me up.

FRANK: And we gonna
straighten all that out, Lac.

But right now,
I need y'all to put

those fuckin' guns away
and just be cool.

All right, Detective.

Go ahead. Tell your truth.

Whole truth, nothing but.

HUDSON: We got a deal.

I give you the mastermind,
you give me Chicken Man.

Go ahead and testify.

CADILLAC RICHIE: Frank,
I've only lied to you one time

in my entire life.

And that was earlier today.

I was on the phone
with Chicken.

He was telling me
that it was Emerson Dorsey

that set up the robbery.

- Your lieutenant
Emerson Dorsey?
- CADILLAC RICHIE: Yes.

Hey, hey, look,
it came under
Cadillac orders.

They lured me
to a greasy spoon
with Chicken,

- and this pig
tried to set me up.
- Hear me?

A hit dog'll holla.
Look at him squirm.

- Listen to me, Frank.
- We had him dead to rights.

CADILLAC RICHIE: It was
Emerson. They fucked us both.

He tasked Emerson
to get rid of the robbers.

The whole thing went sideways
when they found out.

I'm telling you
the truth right now.

- HUDSON: That's
your man right there.
- Cadillac, you're lyin'!

(ALL SHOUTING)

E-fuckin'-nough!

Listen, Detective.

I'm sick of
this bullshit, all right?
Just give me the gun.

Ain't no fuckin' way.

Oh, Lamar.

If he doesn't give me this gun

by the time I count three,

empty your gun
in Chicken Man's fuckin' head!

- No, no!
- Hang on! Hang on.
Wait a minute.

- One!
- Frank! Shit, now!

- Frank! Frank! Frank!
- Two!

Shit! All right,
look, look, man.

Here. Here's the gun.

Keep your goddamn word,
man, for once in your life.

Jury's still out on that.

You! My office.

Let Viv and Hudson go first.

This ain't a negotiation!

This a fucking execution!

Either you or the detective,
or both yo' asses.

Get yo' ass up.

- CHICKEN MAN: All right.
You got it.
- Come on.

Come on, Frank.

- Come on, man.
- You fuckin' with me.

And I don't let nobody
fuck with me.

Come on, Frank. That ain't
my intention, man.

I meant to leave yo' ass
in a hole

with that Cuban pendejo

after you tried to run
your little game on me.

But then you opened that
slick-ass chatterbox of yours

and somehow,
you spoke my thoughts.

You articulated
my vision, my dream.

Some kind of way,

you was all up
in my fuckin' head

and that...

That fucks with me.

Now, I thought,

maybe if I put a bullet
in this nigga's brain,

then, you know,
I'll get over it.

Then somehow,
I wasn't so sure.

Cadillac planned this robbery
and put all this shit
in motion.

That's what
I been trying to tell you.

- Uh... Nah!
- Just...

Now, I knew this morning

Cadillac's slick ass
called the Firm

and set up a meetin'

so we could talk
about my land plan.

I knew that's when
he was gonna make his move.

FRANK: That nigga don't care
nothin' about this land.

And he don't give
a fuck 'bout Atlanta.

All they want to do
is gangster shit.

Now, ain't nothing changed.

My plan is still the plan.

So now I got to deal
with Cadillac's family,

who run
all of northern New Jersey.

And if I kill
that motherfucker,

then I'm gonna have
100 perm-wearing niggas

lookin' for my ass.

And I ain't got time
for no goddamn war.

And I thank you
and your little police buddy.

You got this nigga
dead to rights.

If you do this shit right,

you can put him away
for a long time.

Yeah, this manicured
motherfucker right here

is the one that
set you all up.

Will one of you fine brothers

please put an apple
in that pig's mouth

so he can stop interrupting
our conversation?

But I still got to do
what's right for my bidness.

So what's that mean for me?

What is it

you told me

'Lanta niggas say?

"We got somethin' to say."

So what do you have to say

when I pull the trigger
and put your lights out

and you standing
at the Pearly Gates?

What you got to say to God?

I don't know, Frank.

You do believe in God, right?

With all my soul.

Then testify.

- Come on, Frank.
- Testify!

I would say, uh...

I'm a piece of shit.

I'm just a motormouth nigga
that's too scared to do

whatever it was
that you intended
for me to do.

I'm a liar.

A cheater, an adulterer.

I'm tellin' you somethin',
man, I ain't never...

I ain't never robbed nobody.

That don't mean
that I ain't took.

'Cause I done took time
from my wife.

I took time from my family.

I stole Vivian heart
and I sold it for a dollar.

I just wanted to be
somethin', man.

I just wanted
to build somethin'.

I was sure that I was
good at somethin',
but I can't,

I...

I can't do it
'cause I ain't shit.

(VOICE BREAKING)
'Cause I ain't shit.

So I will ask for forgiveness.

I'd just say,
"Forgive me, Lord.

"Forgive me."

Amen then.

(GASPS)

You're forgiven.

I don't play numbers.

I play chess. I'm the king.

Lac is the rook.

- And you the pawn.
- A pawn?

FRANK: I need your pawn ass
to play dead

so he'll make his move.

Okay.

Tex, Bunk, Mush.

Fuck y'all doin' here?

- Is it done?
- I did what needed to be done.

(LAUGHING)

The fuck's so funny?

You are, Frank. (LAUGHS)

And you are also... out.

I'm out?

CADILLAC RICHIE: The Firm
voted you out last night.

Because somebody's
gotta answer

for what happened to Mo Slim.

And for bringing us
to this damn money pit.

Aah!

So that's your play, Cadillac?

You turnin'
the Firm against me?

No, baby. You fucked
your shit up with the Firm

when you brought us down

to this backward
country piece of shit.

So now you have the choice
of either going...

gentle into that good night.

Or this shit can get ugly.

Number three, are you with us?

Say hello.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(CHUCKLES)

Put it down.

CADILLAC RICHIE: See?

It's a good day to die.

How many holes
we got dug back there?

- Is it big enough
for three motherfuckers?
- Goddamn right.

Then let's get busy.
Startin' with that
damn pig right there.

Get him, Tex.

Hold on. Wait a minute.

Y'all don't want to hear
what I have to say?

Y'all don't want the truth?

Now put a bullet
in his fucking mouth.

I got proof. I can show you.

I mean, who's running
this fuckin' show anyway, man?

- You shut the fuck up!
Shoot that motherfucker!
- Yo, hold up!

- Caddie! Caddie!
- He's a goddamn lying pig!

Caddie, let
the motherfucker talk!

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

That's Emerson Dorsey
right there

with McKinley Rogers.

He's one of the robbers.

They served in 'Nam together.

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

Caddie farmed out the job
to Emerson.

He went and got a cat
named Willie Black.

Stickup kid out of Jersey.

Hired a local crew
to throw the suspicion
off of him.

CADILLAC RICHIE:
That's that same bullshit

they tried to extort me
with earlier today.

I told y'all that Emerson
went fucking rogue.

- At your direction.
- That's bullshit.

He put this whole thing
in motion. I got it on tape.

BUNKER: A fuckin' confession?

Huh, Cadillac?

The fuck
are you talking about?

I ain't never crossed you.

You gonna believe
this goddamn pig over me?

He probably working
with Frank right now.

That fuckin' snake
that killed our friend
Mo Slim!

He's responsible
for my daddy's death.

The only problem yo' daddy had

was yo' bitch-ass mama.

But he was smart enough
not to let her get him killed.

I see you ain't that smart.

- This is for my daddy.
- COLT: Go, go, go!

- Atlanta PD.
Everybody, freeze!
- Everybody move in!

Don't do it!
I ain't as slow as I look!

(POLICE SIRENS WAILING)

He gonna kill us all.
You know that, right?

Listen, listen. Just...
Just get me there, okay?

Get me close.

And I'mma take care
of everything else.

Ain't nobody got to die.

Told you the pig
has something cooking.

Everybody who ain't in
the Atlanta Police Department
better let them guns go.

This shit ain't over, Frank.

Not by a long shot.

(CHICKEN MAN CLUCKING)

HUDSON: All right.

- What the fuck?
- CHICKEN MAN: You thought
I was dead?

You dumber than you look.

Your high-yella
motherfuckin' ass is busted.

(CLEARS THROAT)

- Hey.
- Hey.

You know, I never got
a chance to thank Faye.

Can you do that for me?

I mean, that's if
she'll have me.

Only one way to find out.

You know she got guns.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

You sure you're gonna be
all right with Mr. Moten?

I been in the passenger seat
for a long time.

It's time for me
to start driving now.

Hey, boss,
what about these guys?

Well, as much as I would
like to take Mr. Moten

and his colleagues downtown,

we have no evidence

linking them to the robberies
or the subsequent murders.

But if Mr. Moten is smart,

he will take his ass
back to New York

or I'mma be on it
like white on rice.

Oh, damn!

Are you threatenin' me again?

I think I am.

My nigga.

(ALL CLAPPING)

You defied my authority
as the city's top
law enforcement officer

by conducting
a private investigation
under my nose.

That's correct.

And you involve other officers
in your malfeasance,

jeopardizing their careers.

- Yes, sir.
- (LAUGHING)

And you got
the unmitigated gall

to call the press
who now are camped out
on my doorstep

demanding a statement.

Sounds about right.

I think they getting
kind of impatient, too.

What do you expect me
to do about that?

Your job.

Go take credit for this.

All right.

I believe you just
hustled me, Huddie.

- Oh, Chief.
- Mm-hmm?

Um...

- There's one more thing
I'm gonna need.
- (MAN GRUNTS)

You can't arrest me.
You ain't even a cop.

Oh, on the contrary,
uh, I got reinstated.

New department,
Internal Affairs.

And, uh, your ignorant ass
is being arrested for assault.

The rat squad.

What the hell is
going on? Huh?

You're out of
your fuckin' mind.

Your career is gonna
end up in the toilet.

Speaking of toilets,
take this piece of shit
out of here.

Yeah, I'll be seeing you
real soon, boy.

Yeah. Bye, Bill.

JENKINS: (ON TV)
We've arrested two non-locals,

Mr. Richard "Cadillac" Wheeler
and Lamar Brown,

as the prime suspects
in the robbery

at the post-fight party
and the subsequent murders

of young Atlantans
believed to be connected
to the robbery.

Now I have always believed
that Mr. Gordon Williams,

A.K.A. the Chicken Man
to be innocent,

and we at
the Atlanta Police Department

are confident
that these arrests
will absolve Mr. Williams

in the eyes of the law
and the community.

Just, uh, just give me
a minute, okay?

FAYE: Gordon?

What you need?

Uh...

Man, you know, I've been...

I've been playing in my head

what I was gonna say to you
when I saw you.

I had a speech and everything.

But now that I stand here
at these steps,

I realize it don't matter
what I say,

'cause I can't take away
the pain of that bullshit.

Look, Faye, um...

I stepped out on you.

I stepped out on you.
I broke...

I broke our vows,
and I brought danger
to our kids.

I did that.

I know one day I'mma
have to stand in line, and...

face judgment for all that,

don't matter if I talk
till I'm blue in the face,

ain't gonna change much.

I guess to answer
your question,

I'm just here
'cause I wanted to
see your face.

Well, you're seeing me.

- Look, Faye, I thought
I could be both.
- Gordon...

No, Faye, please, please.
Look, just hear me out.

Just... Just
hear me out, okay?

I thought I could be
both, Faye.

I thought that I could be
Chicken for the streets

and I could be Gordon for you.

I was wrong.

Um...

I also realize
that I don't deserve this.

I'm not worthy.

I'mma go on and let you
get back to it and, um...

I'mma be on my way.

You hungry?

I'm famished.

Come on and get your plate.

CHICKEN MAN: We all
been lost before.

I ain't no different.

See, I wandered...

I wandered through
the wilderness of sin.

But with the help
of those who loved

and those who didn't,
well, I found my way home.

(ALL CHEERING)

Did you hear
what I said, church?

I said, I was able
to find my way home.

See, back in my worldly days,

I used to say
that I collected people

like I collected numbers.

But I don't say that
no more, church.

No, I don't say
that saying the same.

Now I say I collect people
for the Lord.

Church, did you hear me?

I said,

I collect people for the Lord!

Amen! I said amen.

- ALL: Amen.
- Amen!

Amen.

ALL: Amen.

(GOSPEL MUSIC PLAYING)

- ♪ Said I'm climbing ♪
- ♪ I'm climbing ♪

- ♪ Higher mountains ♪
- ♪ Higher mountains ♪

- ♪ Trying to get home ♪
- ♪ Trying to get home ♪

♪ My road's ♪

♪ Been rocky ♪

- ♪ Trying to get home ♪
- ♪ Trying to get home ♪

♪ Oh, my road's
Been a little bit rocky ♪

♪ Going home
Going up the mountain ♪

♪ Said my road been
A little bit rocky ♪

- ♪ Trying to get home ♪
- ♪ Trying to get home ♪

♪ I'm goin' up the rough side
Of the mountain ♪

♪ Trying to get home ♪

Trying to get home, now.

(HYMN CONTINUES)

(HYMN CONTINUES)