What happend?
She stabbed me.
Don't you move, young lady!
[Tommy] You better back the fuck up.
I said don't...
[Blue]Previously on All the Queen's Men.
Where's my motherfuckin' money?
What money, bitch?
So, Madam did this?
Yeah, it was her.
I didn't. So, she fuckin' lied.
So, you're not protecting them?
Sounds like I got a problem with the bitch now.
My computer was hacked.
They said they can tap into all the phones of
all the people around me.
Casanova alive.
-That nigga dead. -[Trouble] No, he ain't.
I saw him, and Champ saw him, too.
What the fuck?!
[James] Hey.
Daddy?!
It's alright.
Am I fuckin' dreaming right now?
No, no, no, you're not.
Who's this?
I'm Blue.
[James] And you?
This is Tommy.
Nigga can't talk?
I'm Tommy.
This your muscle?
Looks like he's seen a ghost.
It feels that way.
I guess you wanna know what's happenin'.
Yeah...
About to cook me some pork chops, you want some?
No, Daddy, I don't want no fuckin' pork chops.
Don't tear up. We don't do that.
I know this nigga was after me,
so we did a little bait and switch.
And this nasty bitch right here...
Oh, she a nasty bitch, alright.
She tryin' to suck my cock
back when she thought I had Alzheimer's.
No, it's alright. Everything good now.
She...
She my bottom bitch, now.
Hey, you got one of them?
No, sir.
Oh, too bad, you don't know what you're missin'.
Go on, finish that cookin'.
I was sittin' there,
knowin' the motherfucker was comin' after me,
and I started thinking',
"What happens if this nigga kill me?"
So, we took old man Jones, and put him in the bed.
Now, he, he, well, he does have dementia.
He don't know who he is.
Actually did him a favor.
So now, the law thinks I'm dead, I'm free.
Daddy...
[James] Yeah.
Waitin' for my passport,
and me and this nasty bitch gon' go to Costa Rica.
Yeah, gonna start a new life.
I'm just so happy you are alive.
No, no, no, no, no.
I'm dead.
You gotta make sure that everybody knows,
thinks that I am dead.
You 'bout to have a funeral.
[music]
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ They know not to play with me, they know I get it started ♪
♪ Ask me will I take it easy, told em' that it's harder ♪
♪ Ask me will I quit, oh no, sir, I beg your pardon ♪
♪ They're saying that it's light ♪
♪ But I turn this bitch to darkness ♪
♪ [The sun] It go up, we don't play around ♪
♪ I won't play 'bout my dinero, dinero ♪
♪ Got some gangstas in the cut now, cut now ♪
♪ And they doin' what I say, so... ♪
[music]
Yeah, I'll touch base every now and again,
but tomorrow mornin'.
I'm outta here.
Got a private jet, got those three bags over there.
Hey, yeah, open up one of 'em.
It's my old stash.
It's on you now, baby girl.
Yes, sir.
You gotta make my funeral look like nothin' ever happened.
You're gonna have to have me...
I mean, him, cremated.
Got it?
Yes, yes.
Okay. Look...
I was never gonna leave without sayin' goodbye,
'cause I know you'd, you'd find me.
I love you, baby girl.
You make me proud every single day.
But that shit you did to your sister...
You know about that?
Oh, yeah.
I told you not to touch her.
I know.
You'll need her.
No, I'm not.
No, no, no, no, the reason that y'all don't get along is...
'Cause she's fucking jealous of me.
-[James] No... -She hates me.
She may be a little jealous.
But the reason y'all don't get along
is you just like each other.
The, the two of you are just alike.
Now, you, you, you need to team up with her.
Team up? Daddy...
Look, I know you have these two.
But ain't nothin' like blood watchin' your back.
Not when they'll stab you in it.
Like you did her?
Daddy, you know if I was tryin' to kill her,
I woulda went two centimeters over to the left
and got her heart.
And you call that honorin' me?
No, sir. But...
You told me not to kill her.
You never said I couldn't fuck her up.
You are my child.
But she's always been that way.
But you need to go.
The police are comin' to your club after you.
For what? For, for Carla?
Yeah.
Yeah, they been sendin' emails to the DA.
And my contacts told me about it.
And they're tryin' to turn one of your dancers.
Yeah, El Fuego. Watch that boy.
He's, he's weak.
He's a fuckin' liability, is what he is.
Yeah, yeah, be comin' at you from all sides,
and the, the legal one is the most dangerous.
After what you did to his brother...
Yeah, I know. I know.
But you did the right fuckin' thing.
Don't ever doubt that.
-Yes, sir. -[James] Yeah.
Now, you get on outta here.
Watch your back out there.
Okay.
I love you, Daddy.
I love you, too.
Take care of yourself.
If anything happens to my daughter,
y'all better die with her.
Yes, sir.
I promise you, we will.
Mm-hmm, good.
That way, I won't have to send anybody back here
to take care of y'all.
[Madam] Come on.
[music]
[crowd cheering]
Alright, ladies.
This is the last dance of the evening.
Look, look, don't get mad at us.
Get mad at your man.
If he can't put it down as good as the men of Eden,
then trade up.
Trade up, period. Period!
You know it, girl.
So, we're gonna slow it down and get you nice and horny
for your drive home.
Ladies, welcome to the secret garden of Eden.
[crowd cheering]
[music]
♪ I hope that you're the one ♪
♪ If not ♪
♪ You are the prototype ♪
♪ We'll tiptoe to the sun ♪
♪ And do things ♪
♪ I know you like ♪
♪ I think I'm in love ♪
♪ Again ♪
♪ I think I'm in love, love ♪
♪ Again ♪
♪ [Today] Today must be my lucky day ♪
♪ Baby ♪
♪ You are the prototype ♪
[music]
Damn.
I can't believe this.
Daddy a gangsta.
From way back.
I really admire him.
[Blue] Ain't gonna lie...
I do, too.
Everybody does, we all do.
Shit, he always one step ahead of everything.
Just like you?
I ain't like him.
I mean, the shit he would know?
I would ask him, like, "How do you know this?"
Man...
What are you gonna do about your sister?
I'm not workin' with her, that's for sure.
That'd be a fuckin' nightmare.
I ain't gotta worry about that, 'cause it ain't happening.
I know.
I'm just fuckin' relieved.
[Blue] Yeah, but...
But what?
[Blue] You blew his brother's head off.
Yeah, and?
And it wasn't your daddy that he killed.
No, it wasn't, but they was fuckin' with me, so...
I ain't sayin' I regret it, just statin' the obvious.
Yeah, well, I already know he gonna come hard.
I know.
I don't like this waitin' shit.
Neither do I.
You think he know about his brother?
I'm sure he knows.
What do you think he's waitin' on?
I don't know.
Come on, Madam.
Well, if I was him, I would wait.
Do somethin' special. You know?
Them motherfuckers know I'm not to be fucked with.
Which means he's either...
Gonna try to blow up my house, or the club, or...
Oh, shit.
The fuckin' funeral.
Y'all, make sure everybody's on high alert
at the funeral tomorrow.
Yes, Madam.
We'll make sure we got the bomb dogs inside.
Yeah, you do that.
[phone ringing]
Shit, speaking of.
Unknown number?
Who is this?
[Detective Davis] It's me.
Who the fuck is 'me'?
[Detective Davis] Davis. Are you coming?
I told you I wasn't coming.
[Detective Davis]I really need money.
That bitch is desperate.
May be a good thing, Madam.
Tommy, how far away are we?
About 25 minutes.
Alright.
Shit, let's go.
El Fuego.
Yeah?
I'm not Blue or Tommy. I'm here by myself.
Alright.
There's somebody at the door for you.
Who is it?
What did I just say?
Shit.
Man, what you think that was about?
That shit got nothin' to do with me, bro.
Can I ask you somethin'?
What's up?
How you holdin' up with this whole Teresa situation?
Man, you want me to knock you the fuck out again?
Hey man, chill, alright?
I'm sorry.
Man, I ain't tryin' to talk about this shit, bro.
[Babyface] I was just sayin', man.
This whole Patty situation, like, this shit crazy.
The way she flew over of that balcony...
Man.
Man, you didn't give a fuck about Patty, bruh.
And you did about Teresa?
[music]
Listen, man.
Damn, keep hoppin' in my face.
[Doc] I said I don't wanna talk about that shit.
Alright fam, my bad.
Bro, pull up with that.
Shit. Man, it's hot as shit out there.
[Babyface] Yeah, I bet.
Any excuse to miss them steps.
Damn, bro. You be trippin' on everything.
Nah, nah, fuck that.
If one of us mess up, we all look bad.
You the one that know he just learned the routine,
so stop actin' like that.
Well, he need to learn 'em just a little quicker.
Aww, them pockets must be hurtin'.
Go outside and make some fuckin' money.
Who you talkin' to? You don't tell me what to do.
Well, suit yourself.
This motherfuckin' man.
Hey, man. Don't worry about him, bro.
Is he like that with everybody?
Nah, nigga. Just you.
-Amp... -Yo, don't be sayin' my name
like you know me, son, aight?
Damn, bruh, a nigga can't get no type
-of break around this bitch. -No, not in anywhere
so get your ass over there
and go sit down and leave me the fuck alone.
Yeah, okay.
Pronto.
Hey, keep doin' your thing, man.
-Appreciate that. -Come on, kid.
[indistinct] switch on me with a nigga.
[music]
Please talk to me.
I don't know what to say.
We are looking for Sandra. I'm her mother.
I don't know where she is.
My husband told me you said that.
That is my only daughter, and I cannot sleep.
I don't know.
I think you know something.
I'm tellin' you, I don't.
We have to find her! This is not like her at all.
I'm sorry.
[Yolanda] Look at me.
Wouldn't you want your mother to know
if something happened to you?
[El Fuego] I would.
So...
Tell me.
I don't know.
-If you did something to her... -I didn't do anything.
God will forgive you.
I will forgive you, I...
I just need to know where she is.
If I knew something, I would tell you.
You're not telling me the truth.
I am. I have to get back inside.
Please, I'm begging you. I need to find my daughter.
Ms. Lopez...
Sorry, but I have to go.
I'm going to the news stations to tell them everything.
I'm going to tell them that you were the last one with her.
Just like I told the police.
[Trouble] Shit!
I know.
Yo, you think she told her?
[Champ] I know she did.
Shit!
Did Tommy say anything about that white boy?
-No. -[Champ] Damn.
Look, it's cool, it's cool. It's gonna be alright.
It's, it's gonna be cool.
Nah man, I'm not fuckin' with this shit right now.
[phone buzzing]
Yo, that's the alarm to my apartment.
What?
Shit, I think somebody's breakin' in my shit!
Oh, shit! Are you serious?
Yo, all the fuckin' money is there!
Fuck!
Shit, we can't leave, though. We can't leave.
What the fuck are you talkin' about?!
I knew we shouldn't have left the money there!
It's cool, it's cool.
Yo, they won't be able to find it, anyway.
I stashed that shit, we good. We good.
You think I'ma wait here to find out?
I'ma go out the back. They won't even know I left.
Shit, nigga, nah, chill, chill. Don't do it.
Nigga, is you comin'? Come on!
What the fuck is you talkin' about? Let's go!
Fuck.
Damn.
[music]
You.
I'm here. Come here.
Are you by yourself?
Where's your phones?
What the fuck is this?
Is Madam out there?
What is this?
I'm not talkin' to you. Where is Madam?
-Is she comin' in? -What the fuck are we...?
She said she was gonna meet me here.
That's what she said. She'll be here.
[music]
I'm here.
Now, why the fuck do you have me in this nasty-ass,
roach-infested fuckin' place?
Do you live here?
No, I don't.
They are not payin' your ass enough.
I've been suspended.
Oh shit, well then, you might end up livin' here.
I got a lot of information,
but I need this to be worth my while.
I already told you, I'm not doin' it.
I know.
Look, just pay me whatever you think the information is worth.
I'm being set up, and I just...
What?
I just need some leverage.
Alright, what you got?
Your sister pressed charges on you.
They're comin' down to the club to arrest you.
Can you please tell me some information
that I do not already fucking know?
[Detective Davis] Casanova's a cop.
Again, information I don't know.
He has a dancer on the inside.
He's an informant.
Some, some guy who shot him, but only pretended to kill him.
What?
Yeah. Apparently, he's still alive.
And he's been workin' against me behind my back
the whole time with the DA.
Okay.
What else you got?
All this footage that's in my emails,
I have no idea where it came from.
Do you?
Yes, I do.
Wait...
-What...? -[Madam] What?
Are you settin' me up?
[laughing]
Please, I'm risking everything to meet you here right now
-to share this with you! -No, no, no, no.
See, you risked everything when you decided to
spread your fuckin' legs and fuck my dancer.
That's when you risked everything.
What else do you know?
The DA is building her case against you.
It's all circumstantial.
You know the guy who's in the, in the hospital?
The one who's runnin' for mayor?
Yeah, he has it out for you.
He's been workin' with them, and what he's gonna do is
wait until the election is getting near,
so he can make a big deal of how he's workin' with the DA
to bring you down.
Who you talkin' about? Tandy's husband?
[Detective Davis] Yep.
Okay.
You're runnin' outta time.
Bitch, I'm on my own fuckin' clock.
Runnin' outta time is for simple hoes like you.
Okay. Can you...?
Can you tell me who the fuck hacked into my emails?
Was it, was it, was it El Fuego? Huh?!
'Cause I know he's a genius with doin' that kinda stuff.
-Was it him? -No, it wasn't.
Then tell me who it was,
because whoever it was, I swear, I will kill them.
His name is Raphael Domascus.
But he goes by the Concierge.
I hear that he's in Mexico right now.
When's he comin' back?
[Madam] I don't know.
Well, you let me know what he does.
Because I will take care of him.
Oh, okay. You think so?
Oh, I'm a killer and a veteran.
So, what is all this worth to you?
'Cause I need money.
[Madam] I bet you do.
You keep tight on your word and deal with him.
[Detective Davis] Got you.
Just let me know what I need to know,
and I'll tell you how much it's worth.
What do mean--?
Madam.
What do you mean, you'll tell...?
Madam!
Conversation's over, Detective.
[hard hit]
Shit...
[music]
Shit!
Fuck, nigga, check the money!
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
It's gone.
Fuck!
How, how did they find it?!
I don't know, it's gotta be somebody you know!
Nobody knows about that wall!
You sure?
No!
What about these random-ass bitches
you be havin', massagin' and shit?
Nah. But...
[Trouble] But what, nigga? Spit it out.
I mean, when I was in here last, Rayshon saw me,
but I, I don't think he was watchin'.
You think it was him?
It was definitely him.
[phone ringing]
[Champ] Who that?
It's Rayshon.
[Champ] Alright, alright, cool.
-Be cool, be cool. -I got it, I got it.
Yo, hello?
-[Rayshon]Hey. -Fuck.
Hey, where you at?
I didn't wanna come in tonight.
[Trouble]You still on that shit?
You need to let that go.
Yeah, I know.
Okay, so come to the club!
[Rayshon] I don't know.
What you mean?
Nigga, we need to go to the club like nothin' happened.
But somethin' did happen, Trouble.
I killed that fuckin' pervert.
[Trouble] He's not dead, Rayshon.
He's not dead?
No, so come back to the club!
[Rayshon] I'm done with it.
[Trouble] Bro, we are in this together.
We got your back.
No.
[Champ] Speak!
-Who's that? -That's Champ.
Let me see the phone.
What's up, man?
Yo, come to the club. We got your money.
Y'all can keep it.
Why would we do that?
I mean, you went through all the hell just to get it.
I'm, I'm good, man. I'm goin' back to Alabama.
[Champ]Just come back to the house.
I said I'm good.
I was just callin' to say goodbye.
-Wait, wait! -[Rayshon] Nah, man.
-I'll holler at y'all, alright? -Rayshon.
Rayshon!
-Fuck. -[Trouble] This shit.
[Champ] He did it. He got it.
[line trilling]
He's not answerin'.
Man, this nigga double-crossed us, yo.
You sure?
He did this. I know he did.
Look, we can't let this shit slide.
Hell nah. I'ma find that nigga.
Nigga, how?
[Champ] I don't know.
We need to go back to tip out in time.
-Fuck. -Come on.
Let's go. Shit.
[music]
I'm sorry, Madam.
No, no, no. Let me get this straight.
So, he told you that the bullets in the gun
wouldn't penetrate?
Yes, Madam.
And you saw him shoot him.
Yes.
You didn't see no blood?
No, Madam.
Tommy...
He wrapped him up real fast.
Yo, this nigga stupid.
I know you ain't talkin',
you believed that shit too, Blue.
Nah, I didn't, man.
[Tommy] Yes, you did!
[Blue] Madam, what you wanna do?
I'ma kill that motherfucker.
No, you not.
I wanna talk to him.
Gonna bring that white boy to me.
Madam, we can't go back to the club.
I'm goin' to the club.
They gonna arrest you.
And? Tommy, look, I got this.
You givin' fuckin' advice now? Nigga, take me to the club.
Yes, Madam.
[music]
Here you go.
Was tonight a good night?
I mean, I had better.
[Dime] Okay.
-We'll take this, too. -Alright.
Wait, don't leave.
Madam called, and she wants to meet with everybody, so...
[Doc] Where she at?
She's on her way now.
Aight, bet.
We hangin' out tonight?
Yeah.
Aight.
What's this about?
I don't know.
Here you go.
Thank you.
Miss Dime.
Thank you.
-[Big D] I'ma see you later. -No, you're not.
Madam's on her way, so have a seat.
[Big D] Oh, damn. Aight.
Oh, damn. You got somewhere to be?
Nah.
Probably got some bitch waitin' on him.
Like that's somethin' new to you.
-[Doc laughs] -I'm just sayin'.
[Dime] Okay, you know what? Stop.
All y'all text your hoes and let 'em know
you're gonna be a little late tonight.
Thanks.
Sure we 'bout to find out.
[music]
Hey, y'all.
I don't wanna make this a big thing.
But I do want you to know that my father died.
It's cool, I don't want y'all to make it a big deal, either.
Okay? He lived a very beautiful life.
I'ma have a service for him tomorrow,
and I want you to know that you're all welcome to come.
Dime'll give you the information.
I'm so sorry to hear that, Madam.
It's cool, it's a part of life.
We will be there.
We'll all be there, Madam.
Thank you.
Alright. Y'all have a good night.
[Tommy] Except for you.
Goddamn, man. Aight.
[Tommy] Madam wants to talk to you.
Aight.
[music]
So, Tommy told me what you did.
Yes, ma'am.
And I must say, that is pretty impressive.
Oh, thank you. I appreciate that.
Yeah, I mean, shit.
The bullets, the gun, all that. I gotta get one of them.
I got you. I got a guy.
You do? Where you get it from?
New Orleans.
I got it, I got you.
Do that. Yes, ma'am.
[Madam] Now...
You do know what this means, right?
Mm-mm.
You get a promotion.
Oh, me?
-Absolutely. -Ohh.
I mean, the way you stepped up, yes.
I appreciate that.
I appreciate it, Madam. Yeah.
You know what?
I wanna continue this conversation in my office.
Tommy? Take him in there.
Yes, Madam.
Right this way.
[music]
Where have you two been?
Oh, sorry, we had a situation.
A situation?
What kinda situation?
-It, it... -I'll handle it.
-[Dime] Are you sure? -Mm-hmm.
Madam, with your dad just dying...I..I don't--
[Madam] Dime, I just said I'll handle it.
Take that to my office.
Y'all, sit down.
We're sorry, Madam.
What you sorry for?
Leaving. We had to...
What?
Somebody broke into his crib, so we handled that.
Had to.
Damn.
Well, did they take anything?
-No, no. -[Madam] No?
-Okay. -[Champ] No.
So, Ms. Tandy's money's still there?
[Champ] Oh, shit.
Yeah, "Oh, shit." What the fuck?
You thought I wasn't gonna find out?
Why the fuck did you tell her I sent you?
Madam, that was me, I...
I know it was you. Why?!
I honestly didn't think she was gonna tell you.
Well, she did.
[Trouble] Well, and I knew she wasn't gonna come after you,
so I thought it was gonna be...
You thought you'd lie? That what you thought?
[Trouble] Madam, I'm sorry.
Trouble, do you like workin' here?
Yeah.
Madam, I just wanna be a part of the main hour.
I don't think you do.
You complainin' all the fuckin' time,
you talkin' over me, bitch.
I'm tryin' to have a conversation right now.
Always complaining.
Madam, I'm sorry.
Well, somebody took the money.
We think it's Rayshon.
Definitely.
That what you think?
-[Trouble] Yeah. -Oh, okay.
[Champ] Definitely was.
Well, you're wrong again.
I got it.
-What? -Blue?
Oh, shit, thanks!
Don't touch that shit, bitch. That's not for you.
Zip my bag back closed.
You will give Ms. Tandy back every fuckin' dollar.
You hear me?!
Well, what about what they did to Rayshon?
Exactly.
Ms. Tandy already offered him $100,000.
Y'all beat her husband to a merciless fuckin' pulp!
He's in the hospital right now!
So, you're currently fuckin' with my plan!
I need this nigga in office as the mayor!
All the fuckin' dirt I have on him?
I will run this fuckin' city.
The mayor's office, the DA,
the fuckin' police chief, everybody.
That nigga think he runnin' shit or runnin' game,
I'm runnin' that motherfucker.
But...
If he doesn't get off that hospital bed...
Both of y'all...
Better start prayin'.
Hard.
Because you will be laying next to him.
Now get the fuck out my face and get out.
Get the fuck out of my face!
[Champ] Fuck.
Trouble? She means every dime.
Alright, I got you.
I'm sorry, Madam.
Fuck.
Fuckin' kids.
[music]
[phone buzzing]
Yo, who this?
[Detective Davis] Me.
Why you callin' me from this phone?
[Detective Davis] A burner phone.
Why?
[Detective Davis]I need to be careful callin' you.
Why is that?
[Detective Davis] I wanna see you.
Well, I'll be home in a minute.
[Detective Davis]No, not at your place, though.
Well, where you wanna go?
[Detective Davis] I'll text you.
Oh, alright. Well, you got my money?
[Detective Davis] Excuse me?
I mean, I ain't fuckin' you for fun, now.
[Detective Davis] What I'm givin' you,
you should be payin' me.
Look, I done had enough
-pussy in the world... -[Detective Davis] Stop.
Just stop. I'm talkin' about information.
I'm textin' you the address to meet me at.
Shit.
[music]
Come on, man.
Yeah.
[Tommy] And the way you did that shit like that.
[Big D]Had to do what I had to do.
Yeah, well, look.
You impressed me.
Thanks, man.
-[Tommy] Yeah. -But, Madam comin'?
Yeah, she on her way, but, you know Madam.
She got a lotta shit to do.
Right, right, okay, yeah.
Well, you like workin' here?
You know what, bruh? I really do.
But the guys in the locker room, they givin' me a hard-ass time.
-Have they? -[Big D] Yeah.
Why's that?
Probably 'cause I'm, like, the new guy, I'm guessin'.
Yeah, maybe.
Which ones?
Babyface, for sure.
Yeah, well...
You want a cookie?
A cookie?
Yeah, I make 'em. Do you want a cookie?
Don't mind if I do.
[Tommy] Yeah, I thought so.
-Thank you. -Of course.
-'Night, Dime. -'Night.
-'Night, y'all. -'Night, Dime.
That shit crazy.
Hey, can I sleep on your couch tonight?
Man, I got a gang of pussy lined up, bruh.
I can't do it.
Damn.
What?
Nothin'.
Damn.
Is Marilyn DeVille inside?
No. She ain't here.
We have a warrant for her arrest.
She ain't here.
We're goin' in.
Club's closed, man.
[Officer Jones] I said we're going in.
Do we look like some stupid niggas to you?
We don't see no motherfuckin' warrant.
Sir, you need to step aside before you are all arrested.
Gonna need more than just y'all two.
So, you do wanna go to jail.
Do what you gotta do.
Call for backup.
This is Officer Jones, we need backup over here.
Man, I thought we was supposed to be goin' to Madam's office.
This is it.
Nah, homie. Madam's office is nice.
This is it.
I don't know...
[door opening]
Hi.
I thought we was supposed to be goin' to your office, Madam.
This is the office where I do my real work at.
Oh, okay.
Do you happen to have that gun with you?
[Big D] Yeah, I got it.
-You do? -Mm-hm.
-Can I see? -Yeah, no problem.
It's nice.
And them bullets?
They real.
Look like a regular bullet to me.
Oh, 'cause, you know, it's different on the inside.
Okay.
So, you sayin' that if I shoot somebody with this,
then what, they not gonna bleed?
Facts.
Okay.
[gunshot] [Big D screams] Fuck!
[Madam] Nigga, you bleedin'.
Hey, was that a gunshot?!
Officer!
Y'all heard gunshots?
I ain't hear shit.
Me, either.
Okay, so, we're playin' games.
We got gunshots down here. Where's that backup?
I hope you callin' the whole squad, man.
Hey. Hey, where you goin'?
[Babyface] What you worried about him for?
You ain't got no warrant.
[Madam] Nigga, you bleedin'.
-Like this bullshit. -Shit, man!
Ah!
Fuck, man!
What the fuck is wrong with y'all?!
[Madam] Are you a cop?
No!
Then how you know that other cop?
Wait, nigga, let me call you in.
[Big D] Wait! Fuck! You ain't got to hit me no more.
How do you know that other cop?
[Big D] I don't. [moans]
[Madam] Now, Tommy.
[hard punch] [Big D shouts]
I'm gonna ask you one more time. Are you a cop?
[Big D] Okay.
I dare you to lie.
Okay. [pants]
I am an informant, alright?
Madam.
What?
We got heat outside.
Heard them two shots and called for backup.
We don't want that.
Said they here for you.
Then me they shall have.
[Big D coughs]
Here.
[Midnight] What you want me to do?
Tie this nigga up.
[Big D laughs painfully] Hey, dawg.
Oh, I can't dance, man. [laughs painfully]
[chuckles] Bruh.
Ah!
[music]
Damn. All of this for little ol' me?
Marilyn DeVille?
Yes.
We have a warrant for your arrest.
For what?
The attempted murder of Carla DeVille.
Okay.
Cuff her.
[Doc] Madam...
Doc, it's fine.
[music]
[Madam] Fuck off.
[Officer Jones] Let's go. Yeah, we got her.
We're en route.
[music]
Let's go.
Looks like the end, man.
[music]
♪ This for the raggedy bitch that don't feel nothing ♪
♪ I swear y'all be out of type ♪
♪ I'm on that bullshit Y'all ain't gonna do shit ♪
♪ Y'all is gay I'm talk about Barack ♪
♪ Too skinny let's go ho Let's get it popped ♪
♪ You be ready for Ready to rock ♪
♪ I ain't finna do it with they pops ♪
[music]