[funky hip-hop beat layers in]
[Tommy] Previously on Force...
I thought you said you had COs in your pocket.
[Diamond] I'll talk to Kendra. She'll make it happen.
You tryin' to get in the mix.
Depends on what we bakin'.
[Diamond] It involves moving product.
[Kendra] What kind of weight we talkin'?
-[Diamond] You wit' it? -[Kendra] Yeah, for a price.
[JP] Well, maybe this time'll be different.
To Kate staying sober.
To Kate.
I got some news on that Che shit, by the way.
I-I took a meet with Diamond.
♪
I did this shit for you.
[dramatic music playing]
Come on, baby. It's always just been the two of us.
I think we, uh, we both need a little more time.
A chain don't fix the shit you did.
-You're runnin' with Tommy Egan. -It's not the way it looks.
You're not gonna just sit back and let the fucking Albanians
take everything the Irish
have built up all these years, are you?
♪ ♪
The fuck down! Move!
Message received? Get the fuck outta here.
You know Tommy don't fuck with that fentanyl.
[Jenard] We got a direct plug
all the way to motherfuckin' Hong Kong
with this fentanyl, nigga.
Now you really about to just leave all this money
on the table for him?
I'ma put that shit to a vote.
Coalition law, right?
That's what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout, D.
Well, well, well.
Ain't this domestic.
Hardly. Thanks for a good time, honey.
Egan's a tricky sumbitch.
But I got intel on where he's gonna be at tomorrow night.
[in Spanish]
[in English] Egan dies tomorrow.
Or you do.
[Mireya] If you ever want to see me
or my baby,
you two need to learn to play well together.
We're a family now.
-[Tommy] I gotta bounce. -[Miguel] Bueno.
Do me a favor and just stay.
Jefe...
Egan's a no-show.
[Ortega in Spanish]
He would send his victims a calling card, the passiflora,
telling the receiver they would soon sleep forever.
Let me make it simple for you.
This right here,
this blows up your career. Poof. Gone.
But this keeps you safe.
Now you work for me.
I respect you,
but this is for my friend.
[grunts]
The entire department thinks you killed Claudia.
Might got a fix for you. I can take you to Claudia's killer.
Hell, I'll get you a murder weapon too.
You gonna arrest a Marquez soldier
for the Claudia hit.
I'll get you a time and location.
[Stacy] You want me to help you frame the Marquez cartel?
I'm not gonna help you frame an innocent man.
"Innocent" and "Marquez"
don't even belong in the same sentence.
Maybe you didn't hear me. I'm not gonna fuckin' do it.
All right, that's enough.
It's time for you to play fuckin' ball.
Or your dreams of being mayor are over.
What's the address?
[engine starts]
["Power, Powder, Respect" by 50 Cent playing]
♪ Tougher than a Teflon All that dope I stepped on ♪
♪ Re-up, get the rest gone ♪
♪ Been that nigga What else you want? ♪
♪ If you want Power, powder, respect ♪
♪ Mm-mm ♪
♪ I want that money And power and powder ♪
[sultry female vocalizations]
♪ Money and powder and power ♪
♪ The paper got paper, paper Yeah, I gotta stack that ♪
♪ Them diamonds Keep blinkin', blinkin' ♪
♪ We might have to jack that ♪
♪ Now, boy, when That blicky-blicky come out ♪
♪ You get clapped fast ♪
♪ Draw down With the lil' jawn ♪
♪ I'm at you like pat-pat ♪
♪ Come back When them cameras out ♪
♪ 'Round your block We'll kick that ♪
♪ Come back when your funeral In progress ♪
♪ And hit that ♪
♪ Hit you back-to-back ♪
♪ Your bitch ass Won't even hit back ♪
♪ You'll be splashin' In fashion ♪
♪ Nigga, you can Check the drip ♪
♪ Catch you slippin' We slidin' ♪
♪ You niggas On some different shit ♪
♪ We hit the licks We with the shit ♪
♪ Shh, when you get hit ♪
♪ Quiet down No need for the talkin' ♪
♪ The fuck is that about? ♪
♪ Tougher than a Teflon All that dope I stepped on ♪
♪ Re-up, get the rest gone ♪
♪ Been that nigga What else you want? ♪
♪ If you want Power, powder, respect ♪
♪ Mm-mm ♪
♪ I want that money and power And powder ♪
[sultry female vocalizations]
♪ Money and powder and power ♪
[song fades]
[Stacy sighs] It's all his fault.
We gotta get Egan off the board once and for all.
He has to be stopped.
Whoa. What the hell is going on?
Stacy Marks, I have a warrant for your arrest.
-What is this? -You're being charged
with corruption, obstruction of justice,
and the murder of Claudia Flynn.
-[Stacy] What? -Stand the fuck up.
Whoa! Ho! Get your fuckin' hands off of me!
-You don't know who I am! -Stop resisting.
Stac! We know everything.
Everything? What... what are you talking about?
-No. No. No. -I can't believe you did this.
Bobby. Bobby, no. You have to do something.
-Bobby, you have to help me. -You fucked everything up.
I didn't fuck anything up!
Bobby, you have to believe me. I didn't do anything!
I didn't do it!
[gasping, panting]
[tense music playing]
[panting]
Tommy...
fuckin'...
Egan.
Woo! We makin' money, bitches! Ha-ha!
Elise's mother
-rolled over so easy! -[Tommy] Yeah?
Coulda got the deed to the place if I pushed her a little harder.
She will be a very silent partner
while we run shit through her place.
That's good news.
But what's even better is another Flynn's dead,
and this kill won't never come back to me.
[cell phone vibrates]
Coalition meet?
Yeah. [sighs]
I got some business I gotta deal with.
Can you rep me?
Hit me back with the 411?
Yeah, of course. I got you.
You keep makin' me that money, a'ight?
-[Shanti laughs] Indeed. -Peace.
[cell phone vibrates]
[dramatic music playing]
[sighs]
[Tommy] Yo. Peter.
Talk to me. What's the problem?
You gave me something that wasn't yours to give.
I don't follow.
North Side Irish bar.
Bunch of pussies with masks busted in,
tore the place to shit.
Killed some of my guys.
It was a fuckin' bloodbath.
My gut tells me that the previous owner's unhappy
with our business arrangement.
It could be a random smash and grab.
Hits like that are personal.
Listen. Tommy boy...
if you want our business to continue,
you wanna work together, you gotta make this right.
Nobody steps to us and gets away with this shit.
I want that motherfucker responsible for those deaths.
I'm gon' take care of it.
Business can continue as usual.
You have my word, Peter.
I'ma handle it. I'll hit you later.
♪ ♪
We have who we believe to be
Claudia Flynn's killer in custody.
He's a longstanding member of the Marquez cartel.
We suspect Ms. Flynn's murder was ordered by the cartel
in an effort to keep her from cooperating with this office.
This arrest sends a clear message
to the Marquez cartel,
the Estrada cartel,
and criminal drug networks worldwide
that this department will stop at nothing
to protect the security, safety, and health
of the people of Chicago.
I'll take some questions now.
[clamoring]
-Ma'am? -Yes?
Can you tell us what information led to this arrest?
[tense music playing]
You handled that business just right.
Bro, it was the right move to make.
Aw, indeed.
But I'm still trippin' off that Madame Wu shit.
Hey, I'm tellin' you, bro. She be talkin' in Mandarin,
speaking in tongues and shit. That bitch crazy.
Man, that bitch crazy as hell.
But she fine as fuck.
Do not fuck Madame Wu. Okay?
I'm tellin' you, if you dip out on her,
she gon' be dunkin' yo' ass in acid next.
[Tommy] Yo. Yo.
What's good? Fuck everybody at?
Yo, the guys left, man. You late.
Late for what? Don't say the coalition meeting.
The fuckin' coalition meeting.
I'm talkin' to your fuckin' brother.
A'ight, nigga. My bad.
[Tommy] What the fuck, D?
Fuck happened here?
It was unanimous.
What the fuck was unanimous? 'Cause I wasn't here.
All the guys of the coalition voted to move fentanyl.
Fentanyl? Huh. Well, that's a little fucked up.
CBI's gonna be dealing directly with the Asians
and we gonna be the coalition's contact for the product.
[Jenard] That's right, white boy.
I think it's only fitting that since I was the one
to help make us even more money,
you should thank me.
We are movin' on up.
-Get the fuck off your soapbox. -It's all good.
Did that shit right, though, bro.
-Standing on straight business. -All right.
Hm.
Hey, speakin' of time.
I'ma make a move, J.
Hey, but you know Shanti,
she don't really fuck with that fenty.
She gonna have a fit when she find out.
Nah. Nah. It's cool.
Nah, I ain't worried about that shit.
You know? When she see what this shit gon' do for us,
bro, she gon' fall right in line.
Like everybody else. All right? I'ma hit you.
-A'ight? -A'ight.
[tense music playing]
[ominous music playing]
[chanting] IP! IP! IP!
IP! IP!
[in Spanish]
[in English] Marquez is coming for us.
Y pero, jefe...
Why is this shit happening right now?
Because they got fucked over by the Serbs.
Ortega wants a foothold in Chicago.
The best way to do that
is to get rid of the most powerful gang in the city
and take over their territory.
And that's you, motherfuckers!
[in Spanish]
[in English] I need you motherfuckers to strap up,
body up, lock this place down,
and watch your six.
[in Spanish]
[all shout]
[grim music playing]
[men chattering in Spanish]
[in Spanish]
[tense, ominous music playing]
[Tommy] Goddamn, D!
You didn't think I should know about this shit?
I mean, you just stepped over me, again.
Man, Jenard had a plug with a short window,
and I didn't wanna miss the opportunity.
This is bigger than just you, Tommy.
This is coalition business.
And the coalition voted.
These yo' rules, and you need to trust
that I know what the fuck I'm doing.
Don't you forget I'm the motherfucking coalition too.
Yeah, we are, and we are one.
-Are we? -[laughs derisively]
[suspenseful music playing]
Fuck it. You right, man.
Fentanyl. I mean, shit.
It's gonna make us a lot of money.
-It will. -We good.
It's cool.
But what ain't cool
is I got a little surprise visit from Peter Hoxha today.
That's why I was late.
Someone shot up one of the Irish bars that we gave him.
Killed a bunch of his soldiers.
-Shit. That ain't good. -Nah, it ain't.
And I got a sneaky suspicion that our Irish orphan snitch
is gettin' a little homesick.
-Vic's ass, huh? -Oh yeah.
He gonna need some handling.
Wha...
You know what? Jenard, go roll up on Vic.
See what he been up to.
[scoffs] What? Come on.
Do I look like I'm having dinner at the kids' table?
Get the fuck outta here with that bullshit, nigga.
-You go. -No, no, no, J. You should go.
-Do what Tommy say on this. -Yeah, listen to your brother.
Bro, I just got us the biggest deal that we ever had.
[Diamond] Everyone is grateful.
But Vic might expect me or Tommy to go.
If you go, you might catch his ass off guard.
Okay. Even if I go,
what the fuck I'm supposed to say to him?
I thought you might ask that. Come here.
Got you two addresses.
Rae, just give me a call.
Let me know you're okay, all right? Love you.
[elevator bell dings, door opens]
Well, this can't be good news.
You fucked up, nigga.
What the fuck are you talking about?
Tommy know what the fuck you did.
He know that you and a few of your little fucking leprechauns
did that hit on the Albanians.
I didn't do a hit on anybody.
Bro, all I'm telling you is
you better handle your fuckin' business
or Tommy gon' handle yo' ass. That's all I gotta say.
I don't know what the fuck you're talking about.
Now, I know you think you slick
and you think you can outmove Tommy,
but I promise you that right now
ain't the motherfuckin' time, all right?
If you wanna change your life...
you gotta change that hit you doin'.
What, are you a motivational speaker now?
[laughs] Motivation, huh?
All right. Well, look,
here's some motivation for yo' ass.
If you don't fix this shit,
guess where I'm supposed to go next.
299 East Delaware Place?
[ominous music playing]
-Tommy knows about- -About Rae.
Yes. Ha. Who's not a hooker but your girlfriend.
Oh, shit.
Oh man, you motherfuckin' white people. I swear to God.
Make me drink.
Look, you better serve somebody up, okay?
'Cause Tommy want a body.
Otherwise, it's gon' be you
and your little sidepiece dead next, you feel me?
I'ma tell Tommy that you got this shit under control, a'ight?
That you gon' find out who did the hit on the Albanians.
That might buy you a little time.
But that's the best I can fuckin' do, Vic.
Why are you helping me?
I don't know, man.
You think I wanna be runnin' around
delivering fuckin' messages to you like a servant?
And my nigga, you not tired of hidin' up in this motherfucker
like he chased you up a tree?
Goddamn.
Bro, ever since Tommy got here,
when he got the drop on us with them goddamn Yardies,
shit been all kind of fucked up.
And who knows.
If this nigga Tommy wouldn't have showed up,
maybe me and you would be on top right now.
Look, think about how much we both lost
because of that motherfucker.
I don't know about you, Vic, but I'm done losing.
I'm fittin' to get back to where the fuck I'm supposed to be.
On God.
Just gotta be smart about the shit.
And I suggest you do the same.
You owe me, my nigga.
♪ ♪
[elevator bell dings, door opens]
[Tommy] Shanti?
You gettin' double the product from Che.
Your people can handle it?
No doubt. My girls at the club been busy.
They need more product.
Music to my ears. I'll hit you up tonight.
-We can meet up at the club. -Bet.
You must be so proud of your man making big moves for CBI.
-What you mean? -[Tommy] Jenard.
He hooked us up with the Asians.
We movin' fentanyl now.
-You serious? -Oh yeah.
-When did this happen? -This morning.
That's what the meetup was about.
Coalition voted right before I got there.
It was unanimous.
I never woulda voted for that.
-This is some bullshit! -Fuckin' Sampson brothers.
Left you and me out the vote.
Guess your man is speaking for you now.
How the fuck does he think he's gonna maintain
being around that shit?
After all I did to get him clean,
now he think he gonna fuckin' sell it?
Clean? Wait.
You got Jenard clean?
Yeah, I got that motherfucker clean.
He was strung the fuck out on heroin
and I got him straight.
This how you gonna pay me back?
Doin' shit behind my back?
Shady-ass motherfucker!
Did Diamond know?
Yeah, Diamond knew.
He's the one who asked me to get Jenard clean.
Looks like these Sampson brothers are playing both of us.
[tense music playing]
Your employers are not happy.
Why weren't we given the heads-up
that Stacy Marks was arresting Ortega's cousin?
My apologies.
Marks is covering for someone.
I'll find out who and rectify the situation.
You better.
Because your life depends on it.
Understood.
[tense music playing]
[music fades]
What the fuck are you doing here?
You can't be here.
I wanted to congratulate you
on your press conference.
I was right.
You's a natural-born liar.
I only did that one thing. There won't be anything else.
I thought you might say that.
But we just gettin' started, partner.
We gonna have some fun.
Every case that come at me...
I'ma bring it to you.
Consider yourself my protector.
[sighs]
Yeah, I know.
Might sting a little bit right now,
but when you mayor,
you're gonna look back at this and realize
it was all worth it.
You can thank me then.
So you keep up the good work.
We'll be in touch.
You officially my employee of the month.
[ominous music playing]
[sighs]
[JP] Thanks for seeing me.
Pops, can you say what you gotta say?
You know I'm busy gettin' shit done around here.
[JP] All right.
When I finally told my dad that I was gay...
Come on, Pops. We ain't gotta talk about that right now.
Uh, yes, we do.
Have a seat.
[sighs]
Okay.
[D-Mac sighs]
Go ahead.
The look on my father's face said it all.
Utter disappointment and disgust.
Instead of just trying to understand or accept me,
he chose to judge me.
Because of that, we did not speak for many years.
Time that we can never get back.
I realized that I'm making the same mistake that he did.
[sighs] And I'm sorry.
I've already lost so much time with you.
I don't wanna miss any more.
I won't ever judge you,
but I will always care about your safety and happiness.
So, I-I guess what I'm trying to say is...
I accept you for who you are...
D-Mac.
The streets are in your blood? So be it.
I will always be here for you if you need me.
[somber music playing]
Thank you.
You should, uh...
you should come by the house sometime.
That's a bet.
Hey, you talk to the old lady yet?
How's she doin'? How she been?
Aw, she's good.
She's good. Taking care of herself.
You do the same, all right?
A'ight, Pops.
I love you, my son.
And... I will never let anything mess that up.
[music fades]
-I'm havin' a boy! -[giggles]
We are having a baby.
You have no idea if it's a boy yet.
I don't know.
Somethin' tellin' me. I got a feeling.
-Hmm. -Oh my... Mireya?
I see twins. We gonna have two boys.
Actually, there's three!
Three heads. Look at that. One, two, three.
-That's triplets right there. -Oh yeah?
-You don't see them? -Oh Lord.
Jimmy, and Eddie, and little Gary the mischief maker.
Why do you keep picking such white names?
You know, Latinos have the stronger genes.
Okay, guero?
[sighs] Tomas?
Really?
Pablo Escobar Egan.
Oh my Lord. [laughs]
Honestly...
I don't care what we call him, or her...
as long as they're healthy.
Yeah.
[sniffles]
[Mireya] You know...
one of the first things you ever told me was that...
you didn't see kids in your future.
[solemn music playing]
That was before I really got to know you.
You...
You changed everything for me.
[sighs contentedly]
♪ ♪
[cell phone vibrates]
Go.
I have new instructions for you.
I want Egan and Miguel Garcia dead.
[Titus] Garcia?
He's a high-level mark.
For both,
and my time being wasted before,
I want triple my fee.
Done.
Garcia'll be bodied up.
It can't be at the IP warehouse.
Don't go alone.
-I got you. -[Ortega] You better.
Because the last guy couldn't get the job done
and now he's dead.
[ominous music playing]
You drinkin' now?
Yeah.
I'm doin' a whole lot of new things.
All right, then.
Hey.
I got some new business for us to do.
Oh yeah? What you got?
We gon' be movin' fentanyl inside those prison walls.
Fentanyl?
You sure about that?
That shit be leaving bodies behind.
Yeah, I don't give a fuck about the bodies.
I only care about how much paper it's gonna make.
That's a big move. I need to think about that.
Look, I'm not asking you to think about shit!
The only thing you need to do is make it happen.
And you need to check yourself.
All I need to do is stay Black and die,
and all you need to do is the fuck I say.
Now this conversation is over with.
Now pack this shit up and go.
Fuck is wrong wit' you?
[scoffs]
[tense music playing]
Are you 100% sure
that we got the right person for Claudia's murder?
Yes.
Who was the anonymous tip?
You don't need to know that.
Something doesn't feel right.
And I'm worried that you could be getting played.
Maybe we should look harder at Tommy Egan.
Why are you questioning me like this, Tseng?
I just don't want this to blow up in your face.
You'll lose an opportunity of a lifetime.
Well, he was found in possession of the murder weapon.
It's been handled.
And you need to move on.
We won. [laughs]
Accept the fuckin' victory.
I'm not convinced.
[dramatic music playing]
-[door opens] -[sighs] Mother fucker.
-[door closes] -[exhales deeply]
Fuck!
[Tommy] Hey.
You put eyes on Vic?
Yeah. Yeah, he got the message.
But Tommy...
I don't think it was him.
I-I think it was one of his homies or something,
but he on top of it. He gonna make it right.
Yeah, whatever. Here.
Take this to the club and drop it off to Shanti.
She waitin' on it.
I ain't your errand boy, Tommy.
You got me fucked up. I don't take orders from you.
Well, then do it for Diamond. You don't take orders from me,
then take 'em from your fuckin' brother.
You wanted back in
after all that grimy shit that you done.
Well, this is what that look like for you, kid.
That little fentanyl move? That don't change nothin'.
[tense music playing]
See, Jenard...
I know you trying to get to Diamond.
But it ain't gonna work.
'Cause to get to him means you gotta go through me.
Well, maybe I'll just go through you then, motherfucker.
Didn't you try that once before?
How'd that work out for you?
[loud scraping]
I'ma have so much fun killing you.
-Mm, great. -Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
Now go deliver the fuckin' bag.
♪ ♪
[chuckles]
[Conor] Your fuckin' dad looks at the bag of money, right?
Which is a peace offering from CPD.
Whips out his motherfuckin' shillelagh,
pisses on the money, then says,
"Peace is for bitches!"
[laughing]
Fuckin' legendary, bro.
I mean, there's never gonna be another like him.
No. Never will be.
[laughs]
May the luck of the Irish enfold you.
May the blessings of Saint Patrick
behold you.
Yo, Conor.
Just want you to know, when we were kids, you...
everything you did for me...
I appreciate it.
You don't need to say anything.
We were like brothers.
People get busy.
Shit happens.
It does.
Why don't you, um, take a seat?
Check out the view. I'll be with you in a second.
[silenced gunshots]
[body thuds]
[dramatic music playing]
[inhales deeply]
[exhales]
Tommy's not here, but I assume you know that.
You assume correctly.
Okay. Please.
Look, if you're here to get my vote,
you can save your breath.
I saw your press conference. I'm not impressed.
I'm actually here about the death of Claudia Flynn.
I think you might be the only one that can help me.
How could I possibly help you?
-I didn't even know her. -But Tommy did.
Look, I'm gonna tell Tommy that you were here,
and I cannot control what he fucking does about that.
Listen, if you tell me what I need to know,
I can protect you.
Get you out of this life, away from Tommy,
away from your brother,
somewhere safe to raise that baby.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Fine.
But if you're not gonna tell me the truth,
at least be honest with yourself.
Do you really wanna raise that baby with a murderer?
Get the fuck out of our house.
And stay the fuck away from us.
[train clacking past outside]
Go!
[dramatic music playing]
[sighs]
["Drum" by BR x L.R., LPM playing]
Hey, yo, Scarlett.
-Where's Shanti? -I haven't seen her.
I don't think she's coming in tonight.
Fuckin' bitch. I swear to God...
Um... cool.
Uh, I'll take a Branson neat.
Okay. Be right back.
-Answer the fuckin' phone. -[phone line ringing]
[voicemail] What's up? This is Shanti.
Leave a message. I'll hit you back.
[woman] Ooh la la.
It must be my lucky night.
Hey, Daddy.
You wanna play wit' me?
Nah. [laughs nervously]
Nah. But... as tempting as that sounds, I got a girl.
Baby, I just wanna have a little fun.
You know? I love a good time.
I was gonna share.
It's pure gold.
And this tastes...
just as good as I taste.
Hm-mm-mm.
I'm good.
A'ight? But you? You have a good night.
♪ ♪
[woman] Hm.
If you change your mind,
I'll be in the VIP room.
Havin' fun with this...
[whispers] ...and touchin' myself.
[bartender] And your drink, sir.
Thank you.
[bartender] Thank you.
[Vic] It's done.
This is the guy who hit the Albanians.
He went rogue.
Some people just can't accept change.
Yeah, well.
I don't really give a fuck who did it.
You just better keep them boys in line.
One more fuck-up, Vic,
and you in the trunk next.
Go deliver him to Peter Hoxha.
Done. Tommy?
My girl.
She should be off-limits. She has nothing to do with this.
Ain't nobody off-limits for me, Vic.
You just keep doing whatever the fuck I tell you to do.
She'll live.
-[moaning] -["Murder, She Wrote" playing]
Oh shit, bitch.
-Goddamn. -Fuck.
[Jenard moans]
Hit that shit like you mean it.
[Jenard] I told you.
Here's what the fuck you after, right?
Huh?
-Oh my God. Fuck. -[moans]
[moaning]
-[Jenard] Oh my God. -Oh my God!
Oh, shit. Oh, shit.
You don't know shit, bitch. Mm-hmm.
Oh my God.
Put your fuckin' leg up.
[moaning]
Oh, you gettin' freaky with that shit.
[panting]
No. Oh, fuck!
-Fuck! I like that. -[grunting]
Yeah, you fuckin' bitch. Huh?
I'm no bitch.
-Huh? -Hold that shit.
Yeah? Okay.
-[music ends abruptly] -Okay. Okay.
Jenard!
-Fuck! [groans] -Oh, shit.
-Oh, shit. Hey, baby. -Fuck.
Hey! Hey...
You ungrateful piece of shit.
Aw, come on, man. Baby, baby, baby.
What the fuck was I supposed to do?
This bitch jumped me from behind.
You ain't call me back.
What was I supposed to do?
Get the fuck out!
-[scoffs] -Bitch, get the fuck out!
God damn. Hold the fuck up, bitch.
Shit was good, baby.
Shit...
Shanti. Baby. Hold on.
Okay, listen to me. I was trying you.
I was calling you and shit, and you ain't hit a nigga.
Right? Look. Baby, we can talk this shit out. We can fix it.
What, so this...
this is you gettin' me back for not calling you?
I told you to give me some time.
You couldn't even do that for me.
You a selfish motherfucker.
Baby, look. This shit...
This shit is a mistake. Okay?
[splutters] It's a accident.
-A accident? -Yes, accident.
-Are you fucking kidding me? -Come on.
What, you fell and your dick
accidentally fell into that ho's pussy?
Baby, calm the fuck down. Okay?
-Fuck you! -Come on.
You don't tell me what to do.
[dark, ominous music playing]
You're nothin' without me.
Nothin'!
I pulled you out the fuckin' gutter.
You're trash.
I'm a motherfuckin' boss!
You hear me, bitch?
Motherfucker, you work for me.
Don't you ever fuckin' forget that shit.
A'ight? We ain't equals.
Stop talkin' down to me.
I swear to God, you ain't never fuckin' love me.
You ain't fuckin' love me.
You used me to try to get yo' ass in CBI.
There's nothin' in this world I wouldn't have done for you.
Nothin'.
Look at you.
I was wrong.
You're not no fuckin' king.
You're a peasant.
And you just lost the best thing that's ever happened to you.
I ain't lose shit.
-'Cause you ain't shit. -Fuck you!
Yo' ass too much anyway, bitch.
I'm always gon' be too much.
And you ain't never gon' be enough.
That's a'ight!
I'm enough, bitch!
Fuck you!
Get the fuck outta here!
Fuck!
[panting] Fuck...
[Shanti] Fuck you, Jenard, and your Lamborghini.
["No Hook" by Latto playing]
♪ I got money and my own family Started actin' funny ♪
♪ I don't trust nobody Keep it on me ♪
♪ I swear they always told me That the top would be lonely ♪
♪ Two year relationship That nigga really owe me ♪
♪ Bitch, I want my time back Bruises, had to hide that ♪
♪ I thought I was pregnant ♪
♪ To this day I'm thanking God for that ♪
♪ Fuck the rap game Still happy I ain't sign that ♪
♪ No sleep, when I land ♪
♪ Headed straight To sound check ♪
-[anguished shrieking] -[car alarm beeping]
♪ How the fuck they book me For some shit with no proof? ♪
♪ Bitch, I ain't forgot ♪
♪ How y'all was clownin' But it's cool ♪
♪ I'ma sue and get the last Laugh on 'em when I'm through ♪
♪ I love my OG, but he ain't Show me how to treat shit ♪
♪ No wonder why I let that nigga ♪
♪ Try me like a weak bitch ♪
♪ Shouldn't have made The tape ♪
♪ He keep on threatenin' To leak shit ♪
♪ I let a nigga break me Now I'm pickin' up the pieces ♪
♪ She used to be my dawg ♪
♪ But now She telling all my business ♪
♪ If I could take it back ♪
♪ I wouldn't have been On television ♪
♪ Mama had me at fifteen Really got it out the mud ♪
♪ I came home from school And seen bags, hella drugs ♪
♪ Lost the bond with my daddy For some money and a buzz ♪
♪ Swear the industry the devil Shit, it is what it was ♪
♪ Ain't no stranger On the 'net ♪
♪ Finna tell me 'bout my life, Though ♪
♪ As a kid, feelin' too Black For the white folks ♪
[bat clattering]
[car alarm blaring]
[song ends, grim music plays]
[Tommy] Yo, Jade.
Hey, Egan.
-Phew. That boy is twisted. -Why you say that?
He fucked me like I stole his rent money.
Jenard buy what you were selling, though?
Every bit of it.
Oh, I played him like a fuckin' fiddle.
Fuckin' knew you would.
-All right. Good work, Jade. -Oh, my God.
-You earned that. -Damn right I did.
Anything else I can help you with?
Yo, yo, yo. No, no, no, no. I'm good.
A'ight. You know I got you.
-A'ight. Peace. -[Jade] Later.
Well, as a Black woman,
I'll always be viewed through a different lens.
I had to smash my way through the glass ceiling at Yale,
as a federal prosecutor,
and I'll have to do it again to become mayor.
With all those obstacles,
what drives you?
Well, my little brother...
Excuse me.
[clears throat] My little brother
was killed by a stray bullet
in front of our house in a gang-related drive-by.
And ever since then,
it has always been my dream
to be one of the good guys.
To defend others
who couldn't defend themselves.
[reporter] Amazing.
After that press conference,
you're leading in the polls.
You have a real shot of winning.
[laughs softly]
Do you wanna talk about your upcoming campaign?
[dramatic music playing]
I want Chicagoans to know that everything that I have done,
everything that I will continue to do,
it'll be for them.
Well, this was a nice surprise.
I'm glad you finally decided to come over and get a real meal.
This is really good.
Where you learn to throw down like this?
I know you ain't get that from Kate's side of the family.
Oh, no. My father.
Your grandfather.
Who learned from his father.
-Well, it was delicious. -Thank you.
You know, I've just been cooking for myself lately,
so it's really nice to have some company.
I wanted you to, um,
I wanted you to meet my girlfriend.
I'm really glad that Darnell brought you over, Genesis.
Same. I had to meet his dad.
You know, see who loves him, where he comes from.
Hey, you wanna know something crazy about my pops?
He actually gay.
Ain't that crazy?
Different, right?
Uh, that might be too much information
for our first meal together.
Uh, nah. I'm cool wit' it. I'm sexually fluid.
[D-Mac] What you mean you sexually fluid?
Like, you been likin' girls this whole time?
And you just now tellin' me?
Ain't you fittin' to go to Spelman?
That's an all-girls college, now.
Calm down, okay?
Pull it together. Everything is gon' be fine.
Spelman? That is a great school.
Thank you. I wish Darnell
would come with me to ATL and go to Morehouse.
Nah, you preachin' to the choir.
-He'd easily get accepted. -Mm-hmm.
Fine. I'll tell it since he won't.
He scored over 1400 on his SAT.
-No cap. -Ma.
I'm just sayin', all he needs to do is get that GED
and he can go wherever he wants to go.
-She knows. -Don't think about it.
All right?
Well, did you go to school for music?
Well, how did you know that I was a musician?
Darnell talks about you all the time.
-Really? -Yes!
No. I don't talk about you all the time.
I might've mentioned you, like, once.
Twice at the most, but...
[Genesis] Five, six times.
[D-Mac] A'ight. A'ight.
-Nah. Nah. -[laughing]
Hey, y'all want some dessert?
I, uh, I made peach cobbler.
I mean, I'm not mad at that. Can we get some ice cream too?
Of course.
-Thank you. -Mm-hmm.
Atlanta?
You oughta think about it.
A'ight. Back to this fluidity situation.
Like, just how fluid are you?
'Cause I'm solid as a rock.
You know? That's cool wit' you?
[knocking on door]
[door opens]
Got here as fast as I could.
-What's going on? -Bobby...
I think I'm in trouble.
Wait. You sure I'm the right person for you to be talking to?
You're the only person that I can talk to about this.
I know that we're going through a lot.
This...
is bigger.
Bigger than our marriage?
[sighs]
I've compromised myself.
And if I'm found out, I will lose...
everything I've worked for.
[dramatic music playing]
All right. All right.
[Bobby sighs]
[inhales deeply]
Whatever it is...
I'm sure it's reversible.
Mm-mm.
[sobs]
Stac...
Is it Tommy Egan?
[inhales deeply]
♪ ♪
[Bobby sighs]
-You gotta turn it around. -[Stacy] Mm-hmm.
You made a mistake.
Don't let it define you.
Hey.
[Stacy sighs]
The girl I fell in love with?
She'd do the right thing no matter the cost.
That's who you are.
And I'm gonna do the right thing. [sniffles]
I'm gonna fix this.
-I'll help you- -No. No.
This is my mess, and I have to do it alone.
Not gonna ruin both of our careers.
-Stacy, I'm... I... -Promise me
that you'll let me handle this alone.
Thank you, Bobby.
Now you should get outta here.
I have some things I have to handle.
[music turns somber]
[door closes]
[sobbing]
[deep, measured breathing]
[sniffles]
[sighs]
♪ ♪
[music fades]
[tense, ominous music playing]
[grunting]
[grunting, panting]
[Titus] Miguel.
Miguel!
Miguel.
It took two of us to kill you...
but you dead now, puto!
Oh, God!
[grunting, panting]
You run, motherfucker.
Yeah, run, bitch!
You run and tell Ortega
I'm sending him straight to hell!
And all you motherfuckers
best ask the Lord for forgiveness
'cause I'm killing each and every one of you!
Yo soy Miguel Garcia!
And now you know that!
[Miguel spits]
[somber, dramatic music playing]
[music fades]
Look at that, you fuckin' loser.
-[cell phone vibrates] -[sighs]
Darnell?
Sweetheart? Is everything okay?
Yeah, I'm good.
I was...
I just, uh...
Well, I went by the crib earlier
and I was lookin' for my retro 1.
By any chance, you saw 'em?
No. No, I don't know where they are.
You went to the house, though.
Did you talk to your father?
[D-Mac] We good now.
You know, I shouldn't have said
all that shit I said to you, Grandma.
I was trippin'.
Are we good?
Oh my God. Honey, of course.
We're always good.
This family's fucking crazy, but it's all we got, right?
No matter how much we yell at each other.
Well, that's good, you know?
When you get back to town, you gotta meet my girl.
Ooh! Your girl!
Is this the one you told me about?
[D-Mac] Yeah. You know, she dope as hell.
I mean, she smart.
She funny.
She pretty.
You would love her.
[Kate] Yeah, I'm sure I will.
You just make sure she knows your grandma's not too old
to kick her ass if she hurts you.
[laughs]
Yeah, I know you got my back.
Always.
Oh, honey. I'm just...
I'm just so happy to hear your voice.
Hey, when you comin' back?
Uh, well, not for a bit.
Um, it's not that I don't wanna be with you.
I wanna be with you all so bad.
It's just that...
You know, I gotta get my head straight
and, um, figure out a few things,
um, until I can be good for-for-for any of you.
I understand.
Hey, look. You just keep your nose out that powder, lady.
[laughs]
All right, honey.
I will. I promise.
I've been going to meetings. Um...
They've been helping, I think.
[D-Mac] That's good.
Yeah. It is.
It is a good thing.
You know, the strange thing is,
these people, you know, give up drinking
and then all they do
is sit around all day, talking about drinking.
They're crazy as fuckin' bedbugs.
But they're good people at heart.
And I, uh, I guess that's where I belong right now.
Well, when you get ready,
you know, we always here for you.
[somber music playing]
I appreciate that.
I appreciate you, Darnell.
Hey, look. I gotta go.
Uh, the meeting's about to start
and these alcoholics are comin' in here
and if their coffee's not ready they lose their fuckin' minds.
It's all good. I get it.
Well... you just make sure
you take care of yourself, all right, Grandma?
I'm so glad you called.
Me too.
[sighs]
♪ ♪
[sighs]
[music fades]
[Tommy] Yo, Shanti. What happened?
I ain't see you at the club last night.
You need to watch your back.
Your days in CBI are numbered.
Fuck is you talkin' about?
Things is better than ever.
-Oh yeah? -Yeah.
Diamond and Jenard planned to kill D-Mac.
-[dramatic beat] -Did you know that?
[tense music playing]
-Keep talking. -That lick D-Mac hit?
That wasn't no card game.
Diamond lied.
They sent his ass on a suicide mission.
That hit on the Nine-Sevens and those dirty cops?
That was your nephew.
Supposed to be their way of serving him up to King Kilo
without they fingerprints bein' on it.
Why you tellin' me this?
I know how it feels to be on the outside lookin' in.
Me and Jenard are done. It's over.
And if you don't keep your eyes open...
it's gonna be over for you too.
[grim, eerie music playing]
Yo, the Bulls, they takin' it
all the way, though, this season, nigga.
Yeah, I wish they was, man, but you tweakin', bro.
They lost the last three games, man.
They down for the count.
Yeah, see? That's 'cause you ain't heard.
They signed my Black ass up, nigga, ten-day!
Ten-day contract with you niggas.
Hell no. That's how I know they ass gonna lose, man.
Can't hoop, bro. At all.
Hey yo! You think you can fuckin' play me, motherfucker?
-[Jenard] What the fuck? -[Bones] Damn, Tommy.
[Tommy] Huh, motherfucker?
You just put your fuckin' hands on me?
You tried to kill my fuckin' nephew, huh?
Yo, Unc, what the fuck you talkin' 'bout?
These motherfuckers tried to get you killed.
Man, where you hear that bullshit from?
You didn't think I was gonna find out?
You hidin' shit from me!
Like your fuckin' brother bein' a dope fiend!
Man, that shit was in the past!
I dealt with that shit, and he good now!
You better check your facts 'cause he ain't good!
He fuckin' high right now.
That product that you was pumpin' up your nose
at the club last night, motherfucker?
That shit wasn't free.
Motherfucker...
You set me up. You played me, motherfucker?
No, motherfucker! You played yourself!
And you outta CBI for life!
Man, the hell you say. Jenard ain't goin' nowhere!
That's my fuckin' brother! And don't talk to him like that!
Know what? Fuck you! I'm tired of this shit!
Your brother is a fucking lowlife, scumbag, piece of shit,
drugged out of his mind, cock-suckin' motherfuck-
-Enough of this shit! -Damn, D!
Get up, Unc! Hey, get up, Uncle T!
Oh, shit. It's like that, D?
You damn right it's like that.
That's my fuckin' brother.
And this ain't what you fuckin' want, Tommy.
Let's see what you got, big boy.
[clamoring]
[dramatic music playing]
-Get his ass! Get his ass! -Damn!
[indistinct shouting]
-[Jenard] Shit! -[D-Mac] Weave!
Weave, Unc! Weave!
-[grunting] -[D-Mac] Shit!
[Jenard] Come on. Beat his ass.
Beat his ass, D.
Let 'em fight. Let 'em fight.
They're gonna fuckin' kill each other!
-[grunting] -[overlapping shouts]
Stop this shit. Man, we gotta stop this shit.
[roaring yell]
-Let me get him! -Hey, bro!
-[Diamond] Let me get him! -Ow! Fuck!
You gone, motherfucker!
You outta CBI. Ain't you comin' back!
How can I be outta some shit that I built?
Motherfucker, CBI is mine! And shit don't work without me!
I'm the motherfuckin' coalition!
Motherfucker, you just a visitor in Chicago.
I shoulda never let you walk these streets!
You ain't nothin' without me, Diamond!
You ain't nothin' without me! You ain't got shit!
-You out! -We coulda been partners!
And you lied! You a fuckin' liar!
You out! You out! [echoes]
Chingada madre, Che!
I've honored everything you asked of me.
They drew first blood!
They came at me!
Give me the green light.
I can't give you what you want right now.
You need to bring in more troops.
Like CBI,
with their coalition.
They're fortified.
I won't fight a war we can't win.
[echoing slam]
Chingalan en la madre!
It's on you.
[tense music playing]
I'm gonna walk away now...
before I do something you'll regret.
[echoing slam]
[door lock buzzing]
I don't pay for failed attempts.
[Titus] Shit went sideways.
Don't worry, you'll get your money's worth.
I promise you.
Miguel will be dead.
Matter of fact, I'll throw you this bit of info for free.
Word on the street,
Egan's fucking Garcia's sister
and she's pregnant.
Egan killed my uncle.
Kill the sister first, and the baby.
I want Egan to suffer before he dies.
Consider it done.
I promise you, they will all die...
or you can kill me yourself.
[dramatic music playing]
[train clacking]
[Stacy] You're late.
[Tommy] What the fuck do you want?
You can leak all the info about me.
I still got some very powerful allies,
and I've done a lot of good for this city.
I'll cash in some favors, and I'll get my hand slapped.
I might not even get to be mayor.
But when it's all said and done, I'll ultimately prevail.
You see? That's what happens to people like me.
You played a good game, Egan.
But you outkicked your coverage on this one.
So you can take your little video
and shove it up your ass.
Because our business is finished.
Are you done?
'Cause that all sound good,
but the person who took money off a drug dealer
is who you really are.
So stop wastin' my fuckin' time
and get back to business.
'Cause you on my clock now, bitch.
You have no idea who I fucking am!
You don't own me.
We're done.
Yeah?
-That ain't gonna work for me. -You're done givin' me orders.
You're under arrest for the murder of Claudia-
[gunshot echoes]
[phone clatters on ground]
[body thudding]
[grim music playing]
[music intensifies rapidly]
♪ My mind is an enigma ♪
♪ But don't disrespect me Nigga ♪
♪ Or my inner G The inner me ♪
♪ That makes sure that My energy's at center peace ♪
♪ Enemies keep tryin' To take my inner peace ♪
♪ The pistol be speakin' big ♪
♪ For those Tryin' to belittle me ♪
♪ Remember me? College Station, nigga ♪
♪ That boy temper mean Like Mr. T ♪
♪ These bitches get cut off ♪
♪ I got a scissor kink ♪
♪ Nigga, please You ain't on my level ♪
♪ We in different leagues ♪
♪ Bitter niggas get hit up They sensitive ♪
♪ Like new nipple rings ♪
♪ It's me, myself, and I, nigga My mental's keen ♪
♪ So even one-on-one Yo' ass get triple teamed ♪
♪ The equips I bring Look like they came from ♪
♪ G.I. Joe figurines ♪
♪ You don't want this smoke It come with nicotine ♪
♪ Blow you niggas To smithereens ♪
♪ I got the news Back in August ♪
♪ You wanna know my secrets? ♪
♪ Well, I want Financial freedom ♪
♪ Three's a crowd, but I love Threesomes with my queen ♪
♪ But that don't mean To fuck with me ♪
♪ You fuck with me It's fuck yo' feelings ♪
♪ Fuck your clan I'm a villain ♪
♪ I have fans But have no ceilings ♪
♪ My disrespect's intentional ♪
♪ Your intellect is minimal ♪
♪ I've been a threat I intercept your disrespect ♪
♪ But it didn't affect My visual ♪
♪ They start with me Then I'm endin' 'em ♪
♪ Tell them Moses Ain't feelin' 'em ♪
-♪ You ready? ♪ -♪ Disrespectfully ♪
["Disrespectfully" by Jazzfeezy and KVNG MOSES continues]
♪ And I mean that shit, nigga ♪