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I need you to go out there tonight and do what y 'all do back.

Charm and seduce the fuck out of these rich bitches.

Previously on All The Queen's Men. This is your third strike, trouble.

That's an automatic life sentence. You know that? You want to keep playing?

So what was she doing in here for 30 fucking minutes?

This bitch thinks she's CSI. Does he know that we slept together?

I would appreciate it if you didn't say anything about us, Dan.

Hey, what the hell is this, man?

It's called doggy style.

Where's your witness?

I don't know, Your Honor.

Prosecution may call the next witness, and I assume someone will actually show

up today.

Prosecution calls Mr. Frank Wilmot to the stand.

Who the fuck is that?

Mr. Wilmot, do you know why you're here today?

I've been subpoenaed. Well, that is one reason, yes.

What do you do for a living, Mr. Wilmot?

I'm a youth pastor at the last offering Baptist church in Decatur.

So you would consider yourself an upstanding member of the community?

Yes. I've been a part of the church for over five years, helping young people

through the power of the Lord.

Commendable.

So.

Mr. Wilmot, how then do you know the defendant?

She had me kidnapped and sodomized.

And she filmed the whole thing.

Order. Order.

Order in the court.

Now, I told you I will not have any circus in my courtroom.

Got some gangsters in the blood now And they doing what I say so

So

you

said you were kidnapped from your bedroom?

Yes, that's correct.

And your abductors put a sack over your head before dragging you out of the

house?

Yes. Huh.

You must have been horrified.

Did you even see who abducted you?

I just told you. They threw a sack over my head.

So, for the record, that would be a no.

Do you even know where your abductors took you to be allegedly assaulted?

I'll take your silence as confirmation.

Possible that you, as a youth pastor of a church,

have some predilections you're ashamed of

and concocted a story. Objection irrelevant.

This witness is not on trial here.

15. Withdrawn.

Mr. Wilmot, did you see Marilyn DeVille at any

time? during this alleged assault slash rape?

Well, no.

Thank you.

No further questions, Your Honor.

You're a witness, Counselor.

Ms. Romont, during your unfortunate ordeal, did you

hear any voices?

Yes.

I did.

I heard her voice.

And I will never forget it.

You slept down here all night?

I'm sleeping on them nasty -ass sheets.

You still mad about that, Faith?

Hell yeah, I'm still mad.

How you still gonna be fucking that nigga in front of me like that?

And in our bed, too?

My bed?

Yeah, Tani, but you know you crossed the line last night.

Excuse me, Faith.

You don't have the right to draw lines.

Please don't forget that I let you live here rent -free.

And I bought you a car.

And don't forget that you don't want for anything around here.

So if I want to fuck the whole world on my bed, I will.

And you ain't going to do shit about it.

You can at least show me some fucking respect.

Praise.

Come on, baby.

Is that what we're doing?

Really?

Come on.

Listen.

You know nobody has what you have, right?

Come on, baby.

So I'm your number one, right?

Of course, man.

I know that very well.

So, why don't you show me?

Why, you have the number one spot.

Wait, I can't find my shrimp fried rice. Do you know where it is?

Oh, I'm sorry, baby. I ate it. You know, I get a little hungry.

You ate it?

Wait, literally, you know that I was waiting to eat that. Why would you? You

could have gotten some if you wanted your own. God.

No problem. Maybe I'll just wait for more, like 30 minutes, okay? Then I get

here.

No, I could have heated it up in the microwave if I... And it would have

30 seconds, Anne. Why would you do that? You're fucking selfish.

No, I just want... Okay, I'll order you something else and then I'll get here

quicker. No, I... I could have done that myself if I didn't want to eat the

shrimp fried rice that I purposely left in the fridge to eat today.

Duh.

Sorry. Fuck.

Okay, um...

Hey, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't. Baby, I'm sorry, okay?

I am sorry.

I did not mean to do anything to intensely hurt you. Just tell me what

me to do and I'll do it right now.

You know what, Em?

I don't care.

I don't care what you do.

I literally don't.

It's always just about you. You need to think about how is this going to make

Dime feel?

How does Dime feel?

And it was my food. It was my food. And you just ate it. And it's literally

always about you. No, no. I understand. I understand.

I understand.

So now please.

Please.

Hey.

Look at me.

I am sorry.

Whatever you want me to do, I will do.

Tell me how you want me to fix it.

All right?

I'm on your team. I'm on your side. I got you.

That just helped me understand what to do.

I'm sorry if I didn't mean to do it.

I mean, I don't really care what you do, but I'm

sorry. I don't.

I don't know why I just... I'm sorry that I was mean to you, okay?

It's okay.

It's all right.

It is okay.

I'm just hungry. That's really... I get it. I get it. I'll get you whatever you

want. And I'm sorry.

Okay. All right.

You want to choose our baby? I got it. I'll pay for it.

Yeah.

Okay.

Trouble.

I hope you finally decided to take my deal.

Look, I told you I ain't no snitch.

But you ain't leaving me no choice hanging this shit over my head, man.

I'm not hanging anything over your head.

You're the one that violated the law, not one time, not two times, but three

times. If anything, I'm giving you the chance of a lifetime, the freedom from

what's actually hanging over your head.

Who could say no to that?

So let me get this straight.

If I testify against Madam, I get full immunity?

Yep, as long as you cooperate. It's as simple as that.

And I get protection, too?

I'll put you on eyewitness protection immediately.

Okay, bet.

I'll testify.

Smart girl.

Fuck you. Hey.

I need you to go to your house and pack up some stuff. I'll be back here within

an hour because I'm about to add your name into our court database.

And once your name goes on that witness list, your ass will be in some serious

trouble.

Bye.

I don't understand why we need to come do this shit, Lovett.

It's court mandated, madam.

We need to comply in order to get you out of this.

I should be eating lunch right now.

I brought you a gourmet sandwich just in case, madam.

Thank you, Tommy, but no thank you.

Madam, there's no way around this.

We need to submit these voice reports in order to nullify what Frank Wilmont

said on that stand.

Kill this motherfucker.

Take this motherfucker to the area.

You mess with the... What the fuck is that?

Apparently those are the things he remembers you saying.

Allegedly. I don't even talk like that, Lubbock. Of course not.

That's why we'll submit these samples and move on from there.

I can assure you, madam, you have nothing to worry about.

They got the right fucking one today, I tell you that.

I need to take this.

Madam, I want you to complete these voice samples.

Take the rest of the break to enjoy your lunch.

I already left my appetite.

Tommy, go follow her.

All right, come on. Let's get this shit done.

I can really talk right now.

Let me call you back.

Who was that?

None of your fucking business, nosy.

Thanks for meeting me here on such short notice.

Of course. Anything you need?

Mm -hmm.

I just want to let you know that Marilyn's recording her voice right now

speak. Thanks to that awesome testimony by your husband today in court.

And Erin.

Trouble.

She's agreed to testify against her.

It's time we take her down once and for all.

Who are you telling? I can almost taste it.

We just need to get a search warrant for Madam Spaceman.

Her house?

Oh, no, we already searched that.

No, at Club Eden.

I just came from there. I was doing some investigating, and I know it's covered

in blood evidence. Wait, wait, wait, whoa. Did anybody see you enter or exit

Club Eden's basement?

Not a soul.

But we need to move quickly. With her being on trial, who knows what she might

do down there.

Okay. I'll go ahead and get a warrant immediately.

You should have the forensics team analyze for any physical evidence.

Oh, you know I'm going to do that.

She's not going to get away with this. Not this time. Not this time. Great

Lola. Thank you.

All right.

Great work.

This is all wrong.

I never meant for any of this to happen, Sandra.

I loved you.

I just knew that I wasn't

good enough for you. I didn't deserve you.

I'm so sorry for every bit of pain that you went through because of me.

I will make everyone who was involved pay for what they did.

We are ready to resume.

And before we do, I just want to say this to everybody in my courtroom.

If there's another outburst like that, I will hold you all in contempt.

Now, Roger may continue.

Members of the jury, I'd like to just refresh your memory for the record.

Now, before lunch, our witness shared some...

Devastating information.

He bravely recounted the violation, the trauma, the inhumane treatment

that he experienced at the hands of the defendant.

Objection, Your Honor. Calls for speculation.

Rob, you're skating.

Mr. Lamont, you mentioned that you would never forget the voice that you heard.

When you were brutally violated, is that correct?

Yes.

So then, if you were to hear some voice samples of those same very threatening

words, would you recognize the voice that you heard that fateful night?

I still hear it.

Loud and clear.

In my nightmares.

Understandable.

I'm going to play three voice samples. Now...

To the ladies and gentlemen of the jury, I apologize in advance for the

profanity that you're going to hear.

Mr. Wilmont, when you hear the voice that you heard that night, I will ask

to identify it.

Kill this motherfucker.

Mr. Wilmont, was that the voice that you heard?

No.

Here's another one.

motherfucker to the area.

Really?

Mr. Wilmot, was that the voice that you heard?

No.

Okay. How about this one?

You've messed with the wrong one. That one.

That's her.

Objection, Your Honor.

The other voice in the lineup clearly nowhere close to Mr. Bills.

Obviously, they were recorded by women who were clearly not African American.

This is the prosecution's sick attempt to railroad my client.

We move to strike the recordings from the record.

Counselor, I refuse to waste the court's time debating with you on what does or

does not constitute a black woman's voice.

Now, your request to strike the recording is denied.

What the fuck you want? I need to talk to you.

Talk? I ain't got much time.

Or is there somewhere else that we could go that's a little bit more private?

The whole club is private.

Say what you got to say.

Blue, I have some intel for you. This is serious, okay?

Listen, trouble came to the precinct today.

She agreed to sell out Madam in order to get rid of her third strike.

She's going to testify.

Like your white guy's husband did today? Listen, I can't control nothing that he

does and nothing that he says.

But like I said, I'm willing to do whatever it takes to prove to madam that

on her side.

Trouble ain't got shit over Adam.

Blew the cops around your way.

Hmm?

Wonder why that is.

I don't know.

Trouble must have told him something.

Oh, shit, they're here.

Fuck.

I love you.

Madam.

Come in, Tommy.

What's up?

You remember you asked me to follow Blue?

I do.

What'd you find?

Well, actually, today in court, She was on the phone and it got kind of weird.

She hung up as soon as she seen me coming.

She was motherfucking on the phone with one of her bitches, Tommy, and did not

want your nosy ass in her business.

No, madam.

This was different.

Different how?

This was sus as fuck.

I know that's your girl, madam, but even I have never seen blue like this.

Sneaking around, hanging up phones.

and she'd look even meaner than normal when I asked her about it.

I'm just scared of what she might be hiding.

You scared the same way you scared of them little -ass dogs?

No, madam.

This was worse than any Yorkies, poodles, or pugs.

All right, Tommy.

Let's keep an eye out on her.

Yes, madam. Thank you.

Maybe if you told me what you were looking for, Detective, I could help.

We don't need your help, but thank you.

And you might want to look for another job after this.

Well, we're going to lock your boss up, and by then you may find yourself on the

unemployment line, if you're lucky.

Hit the lights!

the lights back on.

Let's pack it up. It's nothing here.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Yep.

There's a number, bitch.

Yeah, Nick.

Why are you blowing up your phone?

Man, fucking Rene.

That's that domination girl, right?

Yeah, man.

She's going to do that domination shit again.

I ain't trying to do that, though.

Why not?

It went bad?

Yeah, imagine that.

Nah, the shit went too good.

That shit all clean, that shit. Won't stop calling my phone.

Oh, bro, that's how you get them repeat customers, dog.

Hey, feel me? How much you paying you for that second fantasy?

Hey,

you better take that money and dominate that bitch.

Oh, no, man.

You still want that shit?

Rape isn't funny.

Nobody said it was funny, man.

It's actually a fantasy, man. A lot of women like that shit.

Definitely them big boss chicks who want that money. They want some big

domination. You feel what I'm saying?

And I ain't in no bad situation with this one, all right?

For real.

Your situation is fucked up.

Look.

Hey. You good?

Are you okay?

No. I'm not.

Y 'all in here talking about this juvenile role -playing bullshit like

aren't real rape victims out there, man.

What the fuck is wrong with y 'all, man?

Are you going to beat the pussy up or not? Because if you're not, I need that

number.

I'm going to do this shit one more time.

After that, I'm through.

Yo. Yo, D.

Be careful.

You hear me?

How'd the rest of the court proceedings go?

Honestly, Blue, ain't no shit like this fucking government bullshit.

What happened to you anyway? Where'd you go?

I... take care of some things.

Dealing with the Lola stuff.

This trial is good in my fucking way.

I haven't been able to move money the way I normally need to. It's just...

You're stupid.

Fucking audacity of these niggas.

After lunch, Frank Wilmont said...

Oh,

shit. What?

This should be interesting.

Looks like our old friend Aaron Slade has just been added to the prosecution's

witness list.

Who's Aaron Slade?

Trouble.

That bitch would do anything to save her own ass.

How many chances have I given her now?

You want too many?

You should have marked her ass when she stole from the Black Rock Boys.

You know?

But I decided to go easy on her considering the shit she did with Champ.

And I think the bitch was just becoming a fucking asset.

A high asset is writing checks that her neck can't catch, man. We can't have

this.

No, we can't.

Blue, go find Trevor and bring her to me.

Taylor?

Even the floor's defeated.

I ain't never been in a house that nice before.

I could get used to some shit like that. See, man?

Told you a lot of these women here are generous.

Yeah. I think I hit the jackpot with this one. Yeah, but you gotta be

too. Because a lot of these bitches are easy.

I got this, man.

And I definitely got the right one.

I thought that too.

Shit, after I put it on her, she gave me this as a thank you gift.

Yo, that's a Rolex.

Hell yeah.

That's what that young dick do.

Mind you, this nigga.

Shit, I guess her last nigga wasn't shit for real.

Hey, man, fuck you. Like I did your girl last night.

What you gonna do, old man?

You gonna sue me for elder abuse?

What the

fuck is going on?

Don't you got that solo tonight?

My knee.

So I guess you ain't gonna dance in the solo.

What happened?

Of course he bitch ass. I don't give a shit.

But you all gonna have to explain it to madam.

Fuck.

Best thing I forgot.

Think if she don't come to fucking work, I ain't gonna get my money.

Can't be stupid.

I'll do a little domination thing for you again.

Seriously? Yes, baby.

I cannot wait for you to pin me down and rim that big... Yo, yo, yo, yo.

So when can we make this fantasy come true again?

Tonight when I get off work.

That works for me.

Because then I can get off.

I'll get a room.

Bitch.

Oh, and one other thing.

I'm listening.

Last time was great, but I really want you to go in this time.

The fuck you mean? I was in your fucking gut right then.

No. I mean the whole experience.

I don't want you to be afraid to get a little, you know, rough.

I want you to call me out my name, cuss me out, choke me out.

Hell, you can even spit on me.

Damn, what got into you?

You. And I'm looking forward to you getting into me again tonight.

Yeah, I feel that. It was so good last time.

I just want to take it up a notch.

Nothing's off the table.

Nothing?

Not a damn thing.

All right.

The fuck you doing with your arm, Tommy?

If you must know.

I'm knitting Madam a security cloth to rub when she gets anxious in court.

I've infused it with Roman chamomile and wildflower lavender oil, which is to

help soothe her.

You sure you don't like men just a little?

First off, I stand with the LGBT community.

Second, I'm just a Renaissance man with many interests and who's wholly devoted

to Madam's well -being, unlike some people.

Anyways, what do you want?

I want to talk to the madam.

We should have led with that.

I thought I heard you two.

Who was the word, Blue?

I've got a lead on trouble.

And?

There's a lead? The fuck?

You usually have more than that.

She's going to witness protection today.

And my connects won't have any eyes on her after that.

Okay. Wait, why the fuck are you even telling me this?

I want to keep you updated.

You're updating me on information that I cannot use.

What kind of sense does that make?

You know what, Blue?

Whatever.

I will take care of this shit myself.

I told you, madam.

Shut up, Tommy.

Hey, man.

You need to calm down.

You can't let them guys get the best of you, bro.

It's just not funny, D. I know, man. But it looked like you blowing up over

nothing. That was that girl's fantasy.

Not an assault that they was talking about.

There's nothing funny about rape.

I told madam I was over this.

But I'm not.

Every time I close my eyes, I think about what they did to Sandra.

What you want to do?

I need to make them pay.

Man, that don't even sound like you. It's not an ordinary situation, D.

All right. All right.

I hear you.

Well, if you're going after them, you ain't going alone.

I got your back.

No matter what it takes. If I say I'm going to do something, I mean it.

There's a lot to ask. You didn't ask me. I offer you.

Whenever you're ready to ride, let's roll.

Got you, son.

Babyface fucked up his name.

How? I don't know. Let him tell us.

What a man.

The fuck is wrong with you?

I hurt... I hurt my knee.

Well, nigga, I can see that.

How?

I got into a little back and forth.

With who?

Quincy. I told you him working here was going to be a problem.

Faith, I do not understand what the fuck Quincy working here has to do with you.

You know how I get down. You of all people, you know I don't play about my

money. So why are you fucking with me?

Well, that's because he's been walking around here like he's a shit.

You going to snitch? That's what you're doing?

Did you not learn your lesson the first time?

I'm sorry, ma 'am.

Listen.

Sorry is not going to get your dick on that fucking stage and make dollars.

You hear me?

So what you want me to do? I want you to stop fucking around, nigga.

Stop fucking with my money. The fuck?

What he was supposed to do was dance on that stage.

But I guess he won't be doing that tonight.

Obviously, he won't.

But it's fine.

Let Quincy do it.

Damn, Madeline, for real?

Nigga, does it look like I'm playing?

You know exactly what the fuck you signed up for when you worked here.

Next time, have your ass on the stage and not in a junior locker room.

Madeline. Get your gimp ass out of my fucking office.

Get up!

Fucking with my money.

Acting like an amateur, nigga. What the fuck you think this is?

Ain't no playhouse.

You tell me that sex is over, baby.

I tell you it's time to be a brother.

Sorry that it wasn't reconnecting.

Sorry that it wasn't turning back when I'm due.

But I must tell you what's on the wall.

On the paper.

take my time

Thank you.

Your body

I'll bring somebody over here in just a minute, okay?

All right.

Well, surprise, surprise.

Look who slid by my little den of iniquity.

I came to support them.

Though I...

Did have higher hopes for him than this.

He's still my son.

So I know who the fuck you think you fool.

You here for the dick, like everybody else.

As for your son, he's fine.

He's making quite a bit of money, way more than you ever will, as an ex -con.

Not everything is about money, Marilyn.

No? Okay, can you please remind me, why did you come to Atlanta again?

Hmm? I came here tonight not because of my inheritance. I came to support my son

and my sister.

Listen, I do want us to get along.

All right?

I know that the trial has started.

That has to be stressful for you.

Bishop, you don't get your grubby fucking hands off of me.

You don't give a fuck about your son.

If you did, you wouldn't let his father draw a wedge between the two of you.

And you definitely don't give a fuck about me.

The only person or thing you've ever cared about is yourself.

You've always been his wife.

Exactly.

Mm -hmm. The dick. That's why you're here.

Go ahead.

Get your little rocks off.

Say hello to your son.

And then get the fuck out of my club.

They're good.

I'll be back.

Before I travel for me, please don't feed it.

Thanks for covering for me, Blue.

I'm going back and forth to the bathroom. You eating mixed snacks.

You ain't throwing that shit up on me.

No, Blue.

You know that ain't me.

My thighs out here saving lives.

Mm -hmm.

Mm -hmm.

What?

You sure that's all it is?

Yeah.

What?

How's it playing house with Amp?

There's something special about waking up to him every morning.

Careful what that morning would.

Here you

go,

man.

Damn. You had a good night, right?

Always.

Hey, where you going? You in a rush?

Yeah, I got some business to handle.

It's just not funny.

What'd you say?

Oh, nothing, ma 'am. Just some locker room bullshit.

Y 'all need to cut out this locker room bullshit.

Do I need to remind you that this is a place of business?

My business.

Making money.

Get that other bullshit out of my establishment.

Yes, ma 'am.

Speaking of bullshit.

Oh, what'd I do?

Did you invite Tony here tonight to see you dance?

My mom? No.

Shit, I don't want to see any dance.

Well, she was here.

For real?

Uh -huh. Shit, I don't know.

Well, that shit is weird.

She specifically said she came to see you.

And the bitch started talking shit about my club.

Shit, I ain't see her.

That's weird, though.

All right. It's probably for the best.

All right. Well, you have a good night.

Mm -hmm.

Charlie,

I thought of here.

Now that's what the fuck I'm talking about. You must have got the memo.

That's how you make money around here.

Thank you very much, Quincy.

Anything for you, madam.

Keep that shit up. You might end up VIP.

Thank you. You had a good night.

Who's your daddy now, bitch?

Oh, fuck yourself.

Lex, I'll fuck you up.

What the fuck?

No, don't do this, please.

everything and more.

Did you have to scratch up my night there at the hospital?

I'm sorry.

I was excited. It felt so real.

Yeah.

That's why I make the big bucks.

Oh, yes.

I mean, yeah, if you got a little more money, I mean, yeah, we could... When's

the next time I see you?

Oh, you know, I have to check my calendar.

Okay, okay, okay.

You can keep the sugar.

Hmm.

This is good work, Miss Shipp.

The Earl Grey charcoal color match is undetected.

The drywall is smooth.

But...

Overall,

it's not bad for a temporary wall.

Personally, I would have made it a little stronger and added some reliable

studs back in here.

You did a good job, Lou.

It's all right.

Now that that's taken care of, what are we going to do about Lola?

Well, she is set to testify tomorrow, so can't really get at her now. It's a

little too dangerous.

Yeah.

Especially with all the eyes watching, you know?

Yeah.

You want me to take care of her?

You know you can count on me.

I know, but...

Nah. I have something very, very special planned for her.

As soon as she gets off the stand, her ass is done.

I want that real shit. I want that real shit. Talkin' big shit.

Little niggas talk big shit.

AK's got thick chips. New Marie got thick bricks. The steps here legit rich.

Little niggas talk big shit. Little niggas talk big...

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