Original subtitles

That's a kid?

Come here. Ven aquí. ¿Cómo te llamas?

[speaking Spanish]

What are you doing? He's just a scared kid.

Where the fuck is the boy at, Tee? He could be the Federales.

-Mentiroso de mierda. -Shit.

Who you talkin' about? Pusha?

Now, I had real love for you, dawg. But you fucked that up.

Y'all better not come around me and my family ever again.

[Meech] Know you and Pusha family and all,

but I need to know everybody that he beefin' with.

I bet you do.

Pusha's puss ass, he overstepped.

That's why I'ma show you love on the price.

[gunshot]

Think you could bullshit a bullshitter, Meech?

Oh, fuck!

-Imani. -[Terry] Tee.

[Imani] I am hosting a private game next week.

Maybe it's time for you to file for welfare.

You marked down here that you live with your husband.

He's my ex-husband.

I'm sorry, Charles, but you are the problem.

I cannot so much as get a dime with you being here.

I don't want to live no more.

Please just tell me where you put the gun.

[Lucille] So when were you gonna tell us

that you got yourself knocked up?

Holy shit. You havin' Werm's baby?

[Nicole] Breeze is the father, not Werm.

I cannot afford another mouth to feed.

Don't bother, because I'm raisin' my baby

in college in Atlanta.

All you ever gave a fuck about was drugs, Meech.

Nigga, I only got into this fuckin' game

to keep our family together.

What family, Meech? Nikki is pregnant!

Pops is talkin' about not wantin' to live no more!

[Meech] How you feelin'?

[Purdy] A bullet just tore through my body.

I don't think I can get back out there.

I used to see that guy at Techwood.

Think he's some kind of shot caller now.

[Bryant] Well, I'll be damned. You did real good.

[animal howling, bird screeching]

Dawg, I hope you know, you lettin' that kid go

fucked everything up.

Now we got no choice but to move on.

At least we can finally get the fuck up out of here.

And maybe, just maybe,

I can make it home for my son's birthday.

Man, you selfish-ass motherfucker.

That's why Loco whupped your ass.

-[vehicles approaching] -What the fuck?

It's the fuckin' Federales.

Loco! We got fuckin' company!

[dramatic music plays]

[Terry] No, no, no. W-we got to get out of here.

You had this shit the whole time?

-Fight. -[Meech] Hell yeah, let's fight.

Ain't nowhere to run. Ain't nowhere to hide.

[gun cocks]

[Meech] This all your fault, Tee.

♪♪♪

["Ain't No Love in the Heart of the City" by Bobby "Blue" Bland playing]

[older Terry] Enemies can come in all forms

and come from every direction.

But nothing cuts deeper than when the ones you love

turn into your biggest enemies.

♪ Ain't no love in the heart of the city ♪

♪ Ain't no love in the heart of town ♪

♪ Ain't no love ♪

♪ And it's sho' 'nuff a pity ♪

♪ Ain't no love 'cause you ain't around ♪

[dog barking]

♪ When you were mine ♪

♪ Oh, I was feelin' so good ♪

-[door opens] -[woman] Hey, Laz!

Wait, baby!

You wanna eat all of this stuff or give it away to somebody.

-Alright? -Thank you, Grandma.

Alright. Be good. [smooches] Love you.

Ain't nobody spend that much time at their granny's.

Unless there's something important inside.

♪ ...in the heart of the city ♪

♪♪♪

♪ Ain't no love in the heart of town ♪

Dawg.

I ain't never seen you stress-eat like this.

[dish clatters, siren wailing in distance]

Well, all that shit in the Lou with Meech got me stressed, man.

Why don't he just move the hub back to the D or to ATL?

'Cause the cartel got to approve of that shit.

And our plug already took a risk

by moving it out there in the first place.

You think, uh...

we should touch down there and partner with Meech?

[snorts] His ass do not want me down there.

We sold the last of the work,

and since we can't get our shit out of the Lou,

we ain't makin' shit.

-You remember Imani? Cute Imani? -Yeah.

Well, she invited me to this high-stakes game in Atlanta.

-I'ma flip our bread there. -Oh.

What's the word on that nigga Boom?

We got our guys sitting outside of Markisha's house.

We changed the locks, like you asked.

Ain't nobody see him.

Just know that nigga still out there lurkin'.

♪♪♪

[man] We're going to finish this.

I'm done talking, Meech.

Actions speak louder than words.

[Meech] You need to stand down.

More innocent lives aren't worth it.

There will be redemption for the Grand Sheik's death.

Then you will have to deal with a lot more fatherless children

if this war continues.

Don't get in our way.

Or we'll bury you too.

[dramatic music plays]

Got them fuckin' Moors breathin' down my neck,

waitin' for me to slip up.

And now fuckin' BMF want to starve me out, too?

Luckily, my old dealer, he still want to do business.

So fuck everybody.

Sounds unhinged.

-Mm. -Fuck you say, nigga?

Fuck you say? Huh?! Say it again.

-Say that shit a-fuckin'-gain. -I'm sorry, Pusha.

-[grunts] -Come on. Come on.

He ain't the enemy.

[insects chirping]

What the fuck? Calm down.

You lettin' anger blind you, bruh.

Nah. The anger...help me see clear.

Aye.

Y'all bring me Meech.

Dead or alive.

[men murmuring]

♪ I got everything on the line ♪

♪ Out here I'm on the grind, tryna get mine ♪

♪ At least you could wish me luck ♪

♪ A nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake ♪

♪ I'm in and out of state ♪

♪ At least you could wish me luck ♪

♪ Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake ♪

♪ One more flip and I'm straight ♪

♪ At least you could wish me luck ♪

♪ I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram ♪

♪ Yeah, holla at me, man ♪

♪ At least you could wish me luck ♪

♪ Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake ♪

♪ One more flip and I'm straight ♪

♪ At least you could wish me luck ♪

♪ The D's ain't that good, these niggas is rattin' ♪

♪ They tell 'em what's goin' on ♪

♪ That's how they know what's happenin' ♪

♪ I'm ridin' with the top down, trunk full of yola ♪

♪ Ghetto pharmaceutical, I move that Coca-Cola ♪

♪ Thousand grams of pure though, I fuck with the weirdos ♪

♪ They snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein ♪

♪ Shorty crying, Christmas ain't coming ♪

♪ Her pops locked up when it hurts the worst ♪

♪ Your ace find out she knocked up ♪

♪ Welfare ain't an option when the Feds come knocking ♪

♪ It's all fucked up, so wish me luck ♪

♪ A nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake ♪

♪ I'm in and out of state ♪

♪ At least you could wish me luck ♪

♪ Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake ♪

♪ One more flip and I'm straight ♪

♪ At least you could wish me luck ♪

♪ I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram ♪

♪ Yeah, holla at me, man ♪

♪ At least you could wish me luck ♪

♪ Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake ♪

♪ One more flip and I'm straight ♪

♪ At least you could wish me luck ♪

♪ At least you could wish me luck ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, wish me luck ♪

♪ All you got to do is wish me luck, yeah ♪

Hey, Pops.

I was, um...just trying to slice some bread for the toaster.

[man shouting in distance]

Here. Let me help you.

Good morning.

[Charles] Morning.

So...I-I decided to defer my scholarship

till after I have the baby.

-Thank the Lord. -Wait. Why?

LaWanda said some stuff about the reality of parenting

and going to school, and it's just-

It was all kind of overwhelming to me.

I'm glad she was able to talk some sense into you.

You're not dropping college

'cause you're worried about me, are you?

No, Daddy. I...

I need to do what's right for me and the baby.

And that's, um, staying close to home.

You sure?

I'm sure.

Your baby has a smart, caring, strong mother.

Thanks, Daddy.

You know, Wanda made all this fuss

for you to have the baby shower before you left for school.

But with everything that's going on,

I mean, maybe we should just cancel.

No, Mama.

I think...we all need something to celebrate.

♪♪♪

Mm-mm-mm. What a mess.

♪♪♪

I think she's making a mistake.

You know, I think the mistake

was her having unprotected sex, Charles.

♪♪♪

[Nicole crying]

[sad music playing]

[paper crumbles]

[Meech] Yo. What up, doe, Laz?

It's gon' be a while before ticket sales can start up again.

Our box offices are still closed.

But sell the reserve tickets to our VIPs.

[Laz] A'ight. I got you.

[Meech] Look, how'd our session go with our girl

-and the music producer? -Not good.

-She didn't show up. -What?

Hey, man, I think your girl got a habit.

[Meech] Missing sessions is money down the drain.

That shit can't happen again.

-You better get her together. -No shit.

-A'ight. I got you. -A'ight.

♪♪♪

First and foremost,

I want to offer my condolences to you and your husband.

-Thank you. -[Meech] Ma'am, I've tried again

to talk to your husband's crew, and they're not hearin' me out.

Is there another way that you know can make them listen?

You and Jimmy were partners, and some feel

that you were responsible for my husband's death.

I was meetin' with Sheik Mooney about a peace agreement,

and J-Pusha tried to kill me, too.

This war will continue until Jimmy is dead,

and they don't care who gets in their way.

Ma'am, there's always a cost for war.

Please.

I'm afraid of losing my husband, too.

I do not wish that pain for another woman.

♪♪♪

The Moors are very proud.

And they will not let the death of the Grand Sheik

go unanswered.

♪♪♪

If you ask me, sis,

I think your friendship and loyalty with Jimmy

has run its course.

J-Pusha's had my back for years.

When my father died, he's the one that protected me.

That was years ago.

But now...you and your friend need to figure out

how to protect us...sister.

[indistinct conversations]

Frankly, your tithing is not what we expect

from a church leader.

Um...

...like the rest of our flock, I...

I too am experiencing financial distress.

What kind of distress?

[Lucille] Divorce is not cheap.

I also have a grandchild on the way

that will be living with us.

And since Charles' injury, he's been unable to work.

And he's been...

...in a very dark place.

I am so sorry.

[Elder Earle] The good Lord never challenges man

with more than he can handle.

But perhaps this is a sign you've taken on too much.

You know, the Almighty never gives men

more than they can handle.

But He most certainly tasked women with the impossible.

And somehow we find a way to get it done.

As always, I will get it done.

[indistinct conversations in distance]

[birds chirping]

-How's the family? -[gunshot]

[gunshots echoing]

♪♪♪

Take all that shit.

All of it!

Hey, hey, hey, go and check in the back right there.

Y'all go through all that shit. Right there. Right there.

[indistinct conversations]

Jimmy, there ain't no drugs.

-What? What you mean? -I-I'm looking'

There ain't shit in here.

No!

Yo, yo! What the fuck you doin'?

-Where the shit at? -[Nadja El] Stay with me.

-Stay with me. -Where it at?!

There are no drugs.

This is our food-donation facility.

Don't give me that Mother Teresa shit.

-Where the drugs at? -Yo, yo, Jimmy, stop.

-Where they at?! -[woman] I told you!

-There aren't any. -Stop, man, alright?

They innocent. Look. Come on! Let's go!

-[man] There ain't shit here. -[indistinct conversations]

[Nadja El] Somebody call an ambulance!

Jamila...

Hang on, Jamila!

♪♪♪

[indistinct conversations, telephone ringing]

I've been trailin' one of Meech's associates.

Now, according to his records,

y'all had him in for a few nights on a GBI case.

Yeah, I recognize him.

But the case didn't pan out, so we kicked him loose.

How did you get to him, anyway?

Through an off-the-books informant.

I think I'm onto a BMF stash house.

Now, my camp has already said no,

so I was wonderin' if you could get your sarge

to sign off on a warrant.

I'll tell you right now. Sarge has been gun-shy man.

Since Kang died, he's not pullin' the trigger.

But, uh, do you think I can meet your informant?

He don't really fuck with Red Dogs.

-He got his reasons. -Well, then, shit. I can't help.

Look here.

I know them BMF motherfuckers better than anybody.

They got a house with an attached garage

so nobody can see what they're unloadin'.

Look, Hardy...

my gut is tellin' me I'm onto somethin'.

You know what?

I'ma ask Sarge,

but I ain't makin' no promises.

Thanks.

♪♪♪

[mid-tempo music playing]

♪♪♪

Ooh, this beat is a monster!

You ready to hop in the booth?

Nah. I-I just need another minute.

♪♪♪

[music stops]

Yo, is everything okay?

[Purdy] The beat is too fast.

The sound is wrong, and...I need a new notebook.

And Laz is breathing down my neck.

Alright, but you can't keep throwin' shit.

I'mma have to start wearin' a helmet 'round here.

I been tryin' to keep it real...

but gettin' shot has messed with my head.

And...I-I can't get the words right.

No. Look, that shit ain't gon' help you.

And you can't mix that with your meds!

This is gonna help me write.

And Trell understood that, but y'all just don't.

Fuck Trell.

That is only gonna make it worse.

No man should have that kind of control over your bod-

-Give me that! -Girl!

I'm hormonal as a motherfucker,

and you out your mind comin' at me like that.

Go home, and get your head on straight.

♪♪♪

[siren wailing]

So, here's the code to that safe.

Only me and you have it.

Mm. That means a lot, Tee.

[Terry] You and the kids mean everything to me.

So, what was said at the teacher meeting?

Alexis' teacher said

we got a natural-born leader on our hands.

She get her spirit from you.

-TJ got Star of the Week, too. -Oh wow. Okay.

So, now, you know I'ma have to take credit for that.

Him- him strivin' to be great and shiny, that's all me.

But nah. Real talk, though, LaWanda.

Um, I know the kids would be nowhere if it wasn't for you,

the way you hold it down.

I'm just making sure they know they're loved.

[knock on door]

Can I come in?

Yeah, I was just leavin'.

[Terry] Hold on, Wanda.

Where'd you say uh, Nikki was having her baby shower at?

-At your parents'. -Can you, uh, give her

like three G's in a card and just tell her it's from me?

Yeah, I got you.

Thank you.

[door closes]

I just wanted you to know I haven't heard from Boom

since you beat his ass.

That's cool.

I was just trying to get his contacts to help us expand.

[chuckles softly] "Us"?

So what? You- you BMF now?

Whatever happened between you and Boom

doesn't change shit between us.

You're his wife, remember?

But you have my heart.

Marriage ain't nothin' but a piece of paper.

[down-tempo music plays]

Kind of like how... LaWanda holds your money, right?

But I'm the one that helps you make a plan to get to the bag.

♪♪♪

Alright.

Well, since the work dried up,

I'm goin' to the A for the high rollers game.

And you owe me a trip after fuckin' up my Miami vacation.

Plus, nothin' is hotter than makeup sex.

We gon' be stayin' at Meech's when we get to the A.

And I might just fuck you on his countertops.

[Estelle] You think Nicole stayed home because of Charles?

I do, honestly, and I'm just- I'm relieved.

You don't think he would do anything crazy, do you?

I just pray to God that he doesn't.

Girl, I got the weight of the world

on my shoulders up in here, and...

and now the elders of the church trying to stress me

about tithing.

I'm so sorry, cuz.

And then, I'm tryin' to figure out

what I'm gonna wear to the shower.

I went out and charged a dress on the card.

Well, as you should.

You've done so much.

You deserve to live a little. It's okay.

I-I did set up another appointment

for the welfare office

right before the shower.

I'm just praying that Ms. Parsons

will push it through this time.

Mm-mm. Go to the male employee.

And do what?

Honey, flirt.

Sashay, shake, shimmy.

Do whatever you got to do to seal the deal.

You think that's gonna work?

Of course.

Now, regarding this stress.

When's the last time you had an orgasm?

That is none of your business, Estelle!

I don't remember the last time.

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

See, you need a personal massager.

[Lucille] Oh, my goodness.

I call mine...BOB...

[Lucille laughs]

Battery Operated Boyfriend.

-Girl. -Ooh, girl!

Let me tell you. He's slim. He's single.

And that thing don't talk back.

I'm not having this conversation with you right now!

I'm just- I'm not doin' it.

[siren wailing in distance]

[monitor beeping, telephone ringing in distance]

♪♪♪

Keeya!

Keeya, what happened?

Jimmy. He did this to my sister.

Fuck.

This why I've been tryin' to squash this shit peacefully --

so nobody else get hurt.

Peacefully?

He don't care who he hurt. Why should we?

When your brother was laid up in that hospital bed, shot,

what that make you want to do?

Shit, I wanted to burn the motherfuckin' world down.

Exactly. This ain't business no more.

It's personal.

And he ain't gon' stop until somebody stops him.

Pusha is a lot of things, but that nigga ain't unprepared.

I know.

But if it's one thing that I learned in this business,

they always underestimating women.

I'ma set up a meet with Carter, and then I'ma kill Jimmy.

Now, you know once you make that move,

ain't no turnin' back, right?

I know.

A'ight, then I'm with you.

♪♪♪

[indistinct conversations, telephone ringing]

[down-tempo music plays]

♪ Mmm ♪

♪♪♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ They say the world ♪

♪ Is a melting pot ♪

Hello.

Have a seat, please.

♪ ...and some rise to the top ♪

Nice to meet you, Mrs.-

Uh, Ms. Flenory.

♪♪♪

Ms. Flenory.

Well, your paperwork looks to be in order.

You got an 18-year-old daughter?

I do. I have a very precious daughter.

There's no way you got an 18-year-old anything.

[laughs]

-And a grandbaby. -I have two boys also.

[Duncan] Impossible.

[exhales deeply]

No man in the house?

No.

I mean, there was a-a misunderstanding before.

♪♪♪

Well, I'm happy to declare you have been approved for benefits.

Oh, my goodness. Thank you so much.

Thank you. Thank...

Yeah. You knew better than to cut me close.

[chuckles]

I ain't like you young cats with these bald fades.

Pops, shut up. You gonna mess me up.

-I know what I'm doin'. -[both laugh]

Oh, man.

But how you been feelin', though?

[inhales deeply, clears throat]

I feel like I've been, uh... I don't know.

Runnin' for miles through this daze, but...

You know, I don't know.

I guess I'm beginning to feel better.

[down-tempo music plays]

Yeah. We all just...

We all just want you to be okay.

♪♪♪

You know, people tell you life is a gift.

Full of beautiful things like... I don't know-

getting' a haircut from your son

or watching your grandbabies grow up.

That's exactly why I got to get you right

for Nikki's baby shower.

-[Charles chuckles] -Let me see.

[razor buzzing]

[exhales deeply]

You know how, um,

me and Meech just signed that new artist.

So we was thinkin' that we gonna need some help

buildin' out the studio.

And maybe, you know, we could use some of that...

Flenory touch and sound.

Thank you, but, uh,

music business ain't for me right now.

You know, I need to make a living

with something more sustainable.

I got you. I got you.

Uh...

well, if it means anything, you're the inspiration

behind the reason why me and Meech started the label

in the first place, so...

We love you, Pops.

♪♪♪

Love you, too.

♪♪♪

[indistinct conversations]

♪♪♪

And school?

[Nicole] I'm gonna be doing community college here

and keep working at the restaurant

until the baby's born.

But you're not leaving Clark, are you, son?

No Mom, I'ma keep goin'.

I'm just gonna take off a few semesters

help out with the baby.

♪♪♪

[clears throat]

Ooh! Lucille!

Girl, you look like a bajillion bucks!

Damn Mama, you look fly as hell.

Listen, I just wanted to look my best for my new grandbaby.

-And that's it. -[Shirley] And do we know yet?

Is it a grandson or a granddaughter?

Oh, see, honey, she sittin' low. That's definitely a girl.

[Shirley] You got names picked out?

Um, well, I'm hopin' it's a boy.

W-we're hopin' it's a boy.

And if it is, I'm naming him Demetrius.

Wait, Demetrius? Are you serious?

I'm not naming the baby after anybody.

I just like the name.

Yeah, but what about Terry? I think...

I think Terry sounds nice.

Terry, you already have a Terry Jr.

Come on now, let's not forget Charles, a mighty fine name.

Um...how about we play a game?

♪♪♪

Yo! Purdy!

I got you some grub.

[dramatic music plays]

Shit! Purdy!

Purdy!

Purdy...wake up, okay?

No. Come on. Wake up. Wake up, Purdy!

♪♪♪

The Campbell Brothers?

"Jump for Joy." I helped write it.

In fact, I had you in mind when I did.

Thank you so much, Daddy. Please play it for everyone.

-[laughter] -[woman] Yes.

Alright, Pops. [chuckles]

[knock on door]

I got it.

-Hi. -[Charles] Hello.

[LaWanda] Uh, what you doin' here?

-Here we go. -[chuckles softly]

-Markisha. -Sweet Jesus, help me.

I brought a gift for Nicole and the new baby.

Congrats, little mama.

Thank you so much for being here, Markisha,

but this shower is for family only.

Well, me and Terry are family.

Well, it's my guest list, and it's...

-It's my... -Okay. Okay, Nikki. Alright.

Markisha, come on. Let's go. Come on.

Bye, Markisha.

Come on. Let's go. Come on.

[door closes]

[Charles] Alright. Back to the party.

[indistinct conversations]

Can I have this dance?

["Jump for Joy" by The Campbell Brothers playing]

-[Nicole] Yes. -[woman] Hey, now.

[laughter]

[Lucille] Alright.

[Lucille laughing] Hey!

Come on. One monkey don't stop no show.

[laughter]

♪♪♪

Alright.

♪♪♪

Oh!

♪♪♪

[Nicole] Get it, Dad.

[Lucille] Get it, baby.

[laughter]

♪♪♪

[exhales deeply] I'm glad you came.

-Is he ready to talk? -Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

For sure. Just hold up, alright?

-Alright. -Yo, Jimmy!

Keeya here to see you!

It's about time you brought your ass home.

We need all the people we can get.

[dramatic music plays]

Fuckin' backstabbin' bitch.

I've rode for you.

Defended you.

You shot my fuckin' sister.

She shouldn't have been in the wrong place

at the wrong damn time.

Look, I'm sick of you bitches stickin' your noses

-in men's business. -I ain't no bitch.

Then why you ain't pull the trigger yet then, huh?

Look, fuck your sister!

I did more for you than she ever did!

Why are you like this?

Was you bitchin' when I was in the projects

scrappin' with niggas, huh?

So that you, me, and Carter and the fam could eat?

Yeah, I know I'm a grimy nigga, alright?

Sometimes that's what it take.

Come on, Kee. You know me.

Alright, Jimmy. But you got to quit with all this-

[grunts]

-You ungrateful bitch. -[muffled] Fuck you, Jimmy.

I should've let your ass starve.

She ain't got shit to do with this.

Nigga, you talkin' like I won't shoot her, you,

and walk out this bitch with a smile.

[gunshot]

[down-tempo music plays]

[Keeya] Carter!

♪♪♪

He was never gonna let you live, Kee.

At least now we can both be free.

♪♪♪

[voice breaking] I'm sorry, Jimmy.

It had to be done.

♪♪♪

What am I gon' tell Ma? Huh?

♪♪♪

[telephone ringing]

-Hello. -[Hardy] Yo, it's Hardy.

-I got your warrant. -Hot damn.

♪♪♪

[humming softly]

[chuckles] Oh.

Oh, Lord Jesus. Ooh.

Okay. [exhales deeply]

♪♪♪

[Charles] Whoo! Some party, huh?

It was so nice. It was just...Oh.

I mean, it w- it was everything.

Nikki was, like, happy. And the song.

You just had folks all on their feet and everything.

Yeah, I've been feeling so lost, and...

then I heard that song.

-It just... -Mm!

...touched my soul. [chuckles]

-Yes. -[Charles] I've been, uh...

been thinkin' about going down to Atlanta

to help Tee and Meech with the studio and label.

You know, I just- I feel so lost without my music.

Charles!

I think that is so good. I think it is a great idea.

And now you just- You sound more like yourself.

You look more like yourself.

Things are lookin' up.

Yes. [laughs]

♪♪♪

Alright.

♪♪♪

Now I understand what Grand Sheik Mooney-Bey saw in you.

Well, Keeya right here is my new lieutenant.

She gon' take over the Southside for me.

All we want is peace.

Man leads. Woman follows.

You trust her with your business affairs. Why?

A man might be the head, but a woman will be the neck.

The war is over.

Sacrifices have been made.

So consider this a new line in the sand.

♪♪♪

Then let there be peace.

♪♪♪

[indistinct conversations, "Return of the Mack" playing]

♪ Well, I tried to tell you so ♪

♪ But I guess you didn't know ♪

♪ As the saddest story goes ♪

♪ Baby, now I got the flow ♪

♪ 'Cause I knew it from the start... ♪

[Terry] Imani, Markisha.

Welcome to Atlanta, Mr. Flenory.

Our high-roller tables are right this way.

Perhaps you would be more comfortable

with the rest of the women in the lounge.

Perhaps.

♪ All those times I said that I love you ♪

Good luck, baby.

♪ Yes, I tried ♪

♪ Yes, I tried ♪

♪ You lied to me ♪

-♪ Even though you knew I'd die for you ♪ -Right this way.

-♪ You lied to me ♪ -Thank you.

♪ Yes, I cried ♪

♪ Yes, I cried ♪

-♪ Return of the mack ♪ -Well, aren't you a fresh face?

Come. Sit with me, beautiful.

♪ Return of the mack ♪

♪ You know that I'll be back ♪

[Markisha] Thank you.

I like your dress.

And your ring.

Oh.

When did your husband win the Super Bowl?

'94. Played for the 49ers.

Steve Young did his thing that year.

[woman] Mm-hmm.

I'm Markisha, by the way.

Shantel.

-It's nice to meet you. -Nice to meet you.

So, what's your man do?

We work together. Imports, exports.

And I know you got a full-time job

being married to a professional athlete.

[Shantel] I do.

I am definitely putting in the OT being Mrs. Tank Hamilton.

But...sometimes it gets a little boring.

You know what I mean?

I do.

So, what do you like to do for fun?

Well, Tank and I are having some people over to party

after the game.

You should come by.

We can have some fun together.

Where's it at?

Chatham Hill.

[boxman] 7. 7 out.

-[dice clattering] -12 crap. No front line winner.

12 crap.

[dice thud]

Hey. Yo. You sure you want to do that?

Look like you bleedin' money, playboy.

[dice rattling]

-[laughs] -Aw, damn!

-[boxman] 2 crap. -[Tank] You know what?

Maybe you ought to try another dice game,

like...Yahtzee or something.

You over there running out of chips, my boy.

Aw! You being a sore loser?

Just lettin' the table breathe a little bit.

Yeah. A'ight. Fuck that. Run it back.

[telephone rings]

-Hello? -[Terry] Hey! Nicole.

It's me- Tee. Yeah, I'm in some trouble.

What kind of trouble?

I-I can't really explain right now, but me and Meech need you.

-Wait. You and Meechie? -[Terry] Yes. Yes.

Me and Meechie need you, but- Look.

It's- it's too risky for me to ask Hoop.

And besides, no one's gonna expect a pregnant woman.

No. I-I... I don't know, Tee.

Nicole, please. We need you.

Alright. What do you need me to do?

[Terry] Just go to LaWanda's house, right?

Point 6. Come on, shooter.

6 easy. One time for the one time.

Oh, look who it is.

Back for more?

Man, shut the fuck up and roll.

[chuckles]

7. 7 out. No front line winner. No field.

Yahtzee, motherfucker.

[boxman] New shooter.

Dice are out, gentlemen.

[dice rattling]

-11 yo! -Aah! Let's go!

Hoo-hoo!

[boxman] Front line winner.

Hey, hey. Come on. Where you goin' with my money?

[down-tempo music plays]

Nigga, what money?

Don't get disrespectful now.

[Tank] Shantel. Come on, baby. Let's go.

Get the fuck out of here.

[Terry] "Shantel, come on, baby"? Nigga, you got me-

[Imani] No. Terry, look. Look, look. It's fine.

He's a hometown hero. He brings in a lot of business.

We'll get this taken care of.

[engine starts, revs]

[laughs] Laz, come quick.

Sheneneh back.

[Laz] What kind of weave she got today, Grandma?

Ooh! [laughs] Look at that.

-Oh, shit! -Put your hands up!

Oh, my God!

[man] Stop right there!

[indistinct shouting]

Man, fuck off me, man! I ain't do shit!

Yeah? Then why you runnin'?

Yeah, how about we do some spring cleanin',

see what we can find?

Fuck you, bitch!

[dogs barking]

[down-tempo music plays]

♪ Mm ♪

♪♪♪

♪ Mm, mm ♪

♪♪♪

♪ Mm ♪

[knock on door]

[Charles] Good night, Lucille.

Good night.

♪♪♪

♪ You know all the things I like ♪

-[buzzing] -Ooh.

[buzzing stops] -Ooh.

♪ Turnin' me on ♪

♪ On ♪

♪ I love it when you scoop me in your new drop-top ♪

[buzzing]

♪ Hands all on my body ♪

-♪ Every time we stop ♪ -[laughs]

♪ Your girl ain't gotta know ♪

My sis! What up, doe?

Oh, thank God you're home!

What- Why you cryin'? What's going on?

Purdy OD'd.

She was mixin' her pain meds with coke.

-Is she okay? -Yeah.

The medics came just in time.

But look, I didn't want to bother you,

so I checked her into a rehab place.

You did good, sis, okay?

That was real good.

Wait, wait. Meech. Meech.

What? What's goin' on?

There's something I've been hiding.

You know you can talk to me about anything.

I'm pregnant.

But I want to stay in the life.

I can't keep it.

-Who's the dad? -Oh, fuck him.

Besides, it's my body and my choice.

And I can't be in the life with a kid.

You right. And I understand.

I-I didn't think you would, given your Christian upbringing.

I've seen a lot of shit.

I'm not gonna judge you.

Good, 'cause I need a big brother right now, not judgment.

Um, can you take me to the clinic?

I-I don't have anyone else.

Of course I can.

♪♪♪

[crowd shouting in distance]

♪♪♪

[woman] Don't do it!

Don't do it! Your baby deserves to live!

Don't go in there!

[voices echoing]

♪♪♪

Murderer!

[voices fade]

♪♪♪

[engines roaring]

♪♪♪

[man on p.a.] Flight 23 to Miami is now boarding.

Could all passengers proceed to gate 34?

[indistinct conversations]

The white zone is for loading

and unloading of passengers only. No stopping.

[dramatic music plays]

Okay. Stay calm.

Just do what Terry told you.

-Stop! -[grunts]

[Terry] Atlanta PD sets up random checkpoints,

so be cautious leaving the airport.

Man, that ain't mine!

[Terry] Don't avoid eye contact

with law enforcement, but don't stare.

Don't touch or look at where the money is hidden.

And just blend into your environment.

Play the part.

♪♪♪

[grunts] Aah!

-Oh. -Excuse me. C- I'm cramping.

Can I please use your wheelchair?

Of- Of course.

[exhales sharply]

♪♪♪

[indistinct conversations]

[woman] Tina Greene?

You know I got you for life, alright?

I'll be right here.

Thank you, bro... for everything.

[down-tempo music plays]

♪♪♪

[Markisha laughing]

Yo, I got to ask Meech where the hell he got this table from,

'cause it's sturdy as shit.

I know, right?

What room you want to go to next?

Let's go. Let's go to the master room.

Tee.

[Terry] Yo, what the hell are you doin' here?

I'm waiting on Demetri. ¿Quieres té?

Waiting on Demetri?

[liquid pouring]

Man, what the fuck?

Yo, I thought you was in the Lou.

I was, but what make you think

you can come crash in my shit without askin' me?

[Terry] Wait. Hold on. Wait, wait, wait.

Why is Loco here? Oh, shit.

You was gonna close another deal behind my back.

No, you stupid-ass nigga.

I fuckin' fixed the problem in the Lou.

He came to tell me how we was expandin' to Cali.

Without runnin' it past me first?

[Meech] Runnin' it past you first?

-The fuck you think you is? -[knock on door]

[door opens]

-Nikki? -Meech.

Thank God you guys are okay.

What you doin' here? What happened?

Tee said y'all was in a tight spot.

A tight spot?

[Terry] All that shit that was happenin' in the Lou,

I had to keep gamblin' to keep everyone eatin'.

Come on.

Dawg, you got our pregnant baby sister

smugglin' fuckin' cash for your gamblin' debts?

A gambling debt?

Terry, you said you were in trouble!

You'll understand when that baby come out.

[Markisha] Tee, let's get out of here.

This ain't the way family treats each other.

You are not family, and you are just jealous.

[stammering] And for what? Because I'm-

Because I'm naming the baby Demetrius?

[laughs] Oh, my God.

I don't give a fuck what you name that baby.

The least you can do is be grateful

for that cash gift I gave you for your baby shower.

What cash?

♪♪♪

[door closes]

Nicole, I make- I make tea for you.

I want you to stay with me tonight.

Sit.

[siren wailing in distance]

I got you somethin'.

-What is this? -Tank's address.

His wife's got a small waist, but she got a big mouth.

Oh, shit.

Alright.

Sterl got some of his soldiers out here,

so, I'ma hit him up

and see if he can bring some of the PA boys with me.

Take back what's rightfully yours.

And give me my cut for giving you that address.

Alright, now, 'Kisha. Don't get gangster on me.

Like I told you...

we're the real-life Bonnie and Clyde.

[down-tempo music plays]

♪♪♪

[birds chirping, engine humming]

J-Pusha? We ain't got to worry about him no more.

No problema.

His ass six feet under.

But, who's in charge, Demetri?

Uh, mi amiga Keeya.

Yeah. We made peace in the Lou.

She a real slugger.

My boss, Manuel, in California wants to meet you.

-Your boss? -Sí.

He knows that I trust you and that you work rápido.

He's got many distros, pero no one like Demetri.

Okay. Well, I got a guy out in Cali.

He could help us expand the market.

Okay.

We set it up.

[speaking Spanish]

Well, look, if there's anything I can do to help,

just let me know.

Loyal, no?

Nicole!

[door opens]

Since we eatin' for two.

-[chuckles] -[door closes]

Oh, I miss you makin' me pancakes.

I miss makin' 'em for you.

You know, things ain't been the same since you've been gone.

How's Pops doin'? Is he okay?

I think he's gonna be okay.

He's excited about the baby.

You really naming your kid after me?

Demetrius is a strong name.

[laughs]

Even though you put me in some bad spots...

you're my brother.

You're my hero.

I love you so much, Nikki.

But I'm thinkin' about naming my own son Demetrius someday.

So what if you were to name yours something different?

Okay.

Besides, what if it's a girl?

Then what?

It- it has to be a boy.

'Cause... I don't think I ever want

the kind of relationship with a daughter like me and Mama have.

[mid-tempo hip-hop plays]

♪♪♪

-[grunts] What the fuck? -[man] Burn-out set.

Damn. That's all you benchin', Tank?

Should call your ass Tiny instead.

What the fuck, man? I can't breathe.

That's the point. I want my money.

Come on. I can't breathe, dawg.

[Terry] An injury to that knee...

that might just take you out for the season.

[groans] Fuck.

Shit. With that caliber...

it might just kill your entire career.

Okay. Okay.

Where's my money, Tank?

It's in the safe... in the library.

I ain't know your dumb ass knew how to read.

[men laughing]

Get the fuck off me, I'll get it.

Get his ass up.

♪♪♪

[horn honks in distance]

[indistinct conversations]

-How you doin', ma'am? -Hello. How are you?

I'm here to see Victoria Purdue.

Oh, Ms. Purdue isn't here anymore.

She checked herself out.

Wait. What? There has to be some mistake.

That's correct, sir. She isn't here.

[siren wailing in distance]

[door closes]

♪♪♪

You gonna do 20 years for those.

Twenty?

Fuck.

And we gonna hook up Granny with conspiracy in narco-trafficking.

But she didn't do shit.

I can get y'all sentences reduced,

maybe even make Granny's disappear.

But you got to help me out.

Man, I ain't no fuckin' snitch.

Okay.

Granny dies in prison.

Man, she ain't deserve none of this shit.

[Bryant] So what you gonna do?

Your blood...or Meech?

♪♪♪

You got a pen?

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

[older Terry] Everybody has a shadow self,

a version of themself

that can be your greatest weakness and your worst enemy,

a shadow that conceals what's really happening.

So bruh was so busy blaming me,

he couldn't see that the biggest danger he was facing

was one that he created.

♪ Oh, oh ♪

♪ I just don't understand ♪

♪ Why they make it so hard ♪

♪ Hard ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ We struggle every day ♪

♪ Just to make a way ♪

♪ They make it so hard ♪

♪ It's a cold, cold world ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ So much trouble ♪

♪ And bad news ♪

♪ All around me ♪

♪ Don't know how to move ♪

♪ Shame the devil ♪

♪ And tell the truth ♪

♪ We ain't equal ♪

♪ I'm living proof ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh, oh ♪

♪ It's a cold, cold world ♪

♪ It's a cold world ♪

♪ And, oh ♪

♪ Oh... ♪