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♪♪ [ Soul ]

♪ Smiling faces

♪ Sometimes

♪ Pretend to be your friend

♪ Smiling faces

♪ Show no traces

♪ Of the evil that lurks within ♪

Hey, enough with the horseplay, Mercado.

I mean it!

More fan mail, Jukebox.

♪ Smiling faces

♪ Smiling faces tell lies

♪ And I've got proof

♪ Let me tell ya the truth is in the eyes ♪

♪ 'Cause the eyes don't lie Amen ♪

♪ Remember

♪ A smile is just a frown turned upside down ♪

♪ My friend

♪ Want you to feel what I'm saying ♪

♪ Smiling faces

♪ Sometimes

♪ They don't tell the truth

♪ Smiling faces

♪ Smiling faces tell lies

♪ And I've got proof ♪ Beware

♪ Beware of the handshake

♪ That hides a snake ♪ Can you dig it Can you dig it ♪

♪ I'm telling you ♪ Beware

♪ Beware of the pat on your back ♪

♪ It just might hold you back ♪

♪ Jealousy

♪ Misery

♪ In the air

♪ So you can't see behind ♪ Smiling faces

♪ Smiling faces ♪ Smiling faces sometimes

♪ They don't tell the truth ♪ Smiling faces

♪ Smiling faces ♪ Smiling faces tell lies

♪ And I've got proof

♪ Smiling faces

♪ Smiling faces sometimes

♪ They don't tell the truth

♪ Smiling faces

♪ Smiling faces tell lies

♪ And I've got proof ♪

[ Man #1 ] Y'all still soaking those labels? [ Woman ] Gonna soak you next.

Come on, Dexter. Don't do it, Blusette.

[ Laughing ]

[ Man #2 ] "Quintessential New York Club Kids Blusette Ford...

"and foster brothers Dexter Banks and Freddy Roland,

"soak labels off L.P.'s so other deejays can't bite their beats.

[ Laughing ] "Dexter was to produce the legendary Blusette demo tape...

"that led to her discovery by Rhythm Records' mogul Curtis 8-Ball Harris.

A family tiff ensued."

Jesse Collins here. Got my man Venom on the ones and twos.

If you are just tuning in, we are about to bless you...

with the freestyle sounds of one of Rhythm Records' tightest artists.

My man, Esaron, the Pretty Villain.

[ Esaron ] ♪ One, two Yo, I heard you happy for me ♪

[ Laughing ] Jesse!

Butter, baby. Uh-huh.

Blusette Ford! Okay?

♪ Who's that pretty man talking like he got the whole world in his hand ♪

What you got for me today, Freddy?

I got you nothing but the good stuff.Come on with it.

All right.

Look out!

8-Ball told me to tell you, you got the first.

Shoot. [ Chuckling ]

Long as I've been breaking off records for 8-Ball, I know I gots the first.

[ Chuckles ] You know this sounds just like a--

Like a hit!

You know it is, my man. You know it is.

You know you're my first ad, right?

My first P-1 station.

I'm always glad to help a young brother bust that cherry.

[ Laughing ] Yeah!

When the man trusts you enough...

to deal with the likes of me,

you're coming up in the world!

Hey, hey!

[ Laughing ]

Don't rock his boat.

You just ride that bad boy.

Yeah, all right. All right.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

You know...

you got a job to die for.

♪♪ [ Car Radio ]Hook me up with the macaroni and cheese joint,

and a piece of peach cobbler with Haagen-Dazs on it.

Hey, I'm not evil!

♪♪ [ Radio Continues ]You like this cut? Hot!

[ Woman ] Ah, that's nice.My new choice.

You can't play everywhere. You better get it, girl!

[ Radio, Chattering Continue ]

Ever ridden in a car like this? Huh?

Get out of the car.

Get out of the car!

Get the fuck out of the car!

[ Screaming ]

Police! Drop it!

Drop it!

[ Groans ]

You do not move!

You are under arrest.

You have the right to remain silent.

If you give up that right, you are a dumb motherfucker. [ Radio Blaring ]

Now turn that shit down.

Now?Turn it down.

Come on, girl.

Sorry I missed the big party.

Girl, don't you even worry about that.

I gotta tell you thank you for that book. I read that every day!

You miss me, baby brother?

Do I miss you? Please!

8-Ball got the whole world playing your records 20 times a day.

Don't nobody miss you.

But looky here. Boo, ya!

Huh?God, I look fat.

Get outta here with that. You know you're lookin' butter!

So? Talk to me. How long you been back?

A couple hours.

Thank you for making me do it.

I feel like I got my soul out of a pawn shop. I never could've done it without you.

You work them 12 steps, one day at a time.

I got 407 days straight up. I'm chewing the hell out of some gum!

But the rest is cause and effect.

That is just it. I want to cause the effect.

I want to start making music, not just records. I want a new life, brand-new.

New music, new label, new management.Wait a minute.

New label, new management? Does 8-Ball know you talking like this?

I know the two of you have got this father-son thing going on. But you are so naive.

Blu, we are set up like fat cats. Okay?

Hello!

8-Ball has been working on some secret-ass deal.

I don't know what it is, but it's got to be epic 'cause nobody talkin' about it.

I know exactly what it is and who it's with, and I am not going to be a part of it.

Why are you being such a bitch?

He is playing you like a little bitch.

Oh, you think 8-Ball is the Man'cause he gives you a few little trinkets...

and a corporate card?

He ain't nothing but a common hoodlum and thief. Fuck him!

He does not care about you!

I made him hire your ass, so you'd have a job when you got out of rehab.

He will fire you the day I walk. Fuck him!

I see you've come back to us a well-balanced woman.

- You got a chip-- - A chip on each shoulder.

You are slipping, little brother.

You better read that book again. "As the man thinketh, so he lives."

This is the only chip I need.

What is wrong with you? 8-Ball got enough juice to make you bigger than anybody!

He can take you to the top!

You should know that lookin' down from the top ain't always that much fun.

How many times did I have to get your cryin', hyper-ventilatin'...

vertigo ass when we was kids?

I do not want to be on top. I want us to be the best!

Don't worry. Where I go, you go.

But you stay out of my way.

[ Cheering, Screaming ]

[ Cheering, Screaming ]

All right, picture this. It's 19--

- Fifty-nine. - Fifty-nine.

A small-time composer writes a smash hit...

for the biggest black star of the day.

Makes a few bucks, literally.

But he takes his earnings and he bets it on himself.

He finds a skinny kid with a singing group.

Cuts a new tune for a big label.

But they don't hear it. They can't hear it!

But he does, and he believes in that skinny kid.

So he borrows $800 from his family.

Takes that same record...

and promotes it straight to the street level.

That $800 was well-spent.

That composer...

became the richest black man in America.

And that pop star of the day? Was buried without a headstone.

Go figure. Only in this business.

I always wanted to meet you.

[ Laughing ] There you go!

How you doing?

Looking sharp.

Nice to see you.

Russell Simmons.

I'm surprised you ain't got your phone on.

Meet my brother Freddy.

"Thank you for coming. God bless. Good night."

You the man! I'm just tryin' to fit in your world.Keep going through here.

Dick!

Freddy, right?Yes, it is. How are you, Mr. Scott?

Having a good time?Yeah, it's cool.

Come on, honey.

Miss Ford, it's so nice to meet you! Would you like a drink?

No.

Mr. Roland, very nice ensemble.

Kenneth Cole? Very stylish.

Thank you very much... Lucy.

No, actually it's Carmen. I'm filling in for my girlfriend tonight.

You don't remember me?

I met you at H. Lorenzo on Sunset where I work. I sold you that suit.

I gave you a discount because we live in the same building.

Remember? You laughed because my name is Carmen Jones.

I'm sorry, I don't. But it's real nice to meet you right now.

Um, well, anyway it's nice meeting you.

Nice to meet you.

I gotta get back to work. Purple lace curtains.

Wait a minute, baby.

You're too cute to get away.

Freddy Roland.

Oh!

So I... get the special "booty" call card.

Special cards for special people, right?

Mr. Roland, I must inform you. I am a devout player hater.

Is that right?

[ 8-Ball ] To the skinny kid I believe in.

May he always drink champagne... for iced tea.

All right. Whoa!

Every head must bow.

Every knee must bend. Rick Darren,

meet the greatest singer in the world:

Blusette.

Pleasure.

No, the pleasure's all mine.

Mr. Harris tells me you went to the islands for a vacation. Which one?

St. Barts. My home in St. Barts. Sounds beautiful.

How was it?

Sobering.

Rick, if you'll excuse Blusette and me, we have some unfinished business.

Look forward to seeing you again, Miss Ford. Mm-hmm.

I'm going to see Blusette.I don't care. Got a job for you, kid.

What?Ball wants you to look after his new friend.

Be good.

[ Chuckling ] Look at you.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Look. I know you been through a lot.

Relax. Relax.

Baby, we are so close.

The first two sold 11 million.

The third album gonna outdo both of 'em.

So just hang in there!

Whenever you feel the need...

to get nice, I got you covered.

Fuck you.

My man!

You must be Mr. Rick Darren. Am I right?

Yeah! You must be Freddy Roland, the heir to the throne.

Let's see. You redesigned their computer systems, security systems,

and Mr. Harris is grooming you for your own label someday.

I see my man here knows his stuff.

I also know that you and I are going to be good friends.

You're one of the things I like best about this company.

I'm never wrong about these things.

Um, what exactly is your connection to Rhythm Records, may I ask?

[ Chuckles ] Do you hit, Freddy?Pardon me, Mr. Darren?

Call me Rick. Do you hit balls? Do you play tennis?

Tennis? No, man. I'm from the Bronx.

I never learned how to play no game where "love" meant nothin'.

We should get together.

There's a lot of things you could learn to like where "love" means nothing.

[ Woman Chuckles ] I love this music.

Case in point.

Ladies! Ladies! How you doing?

I know a lot more than you think I do.

I know you've been stealing from me and everybody else.

I know that I want out.

Ah.

Come here.

All right.

All right. Just give me two days.

Forty-eight hours, okay? We sit, we talk, we renegotiate.

Just sign the contract.

All right? We look at the books.

Anything you think I owe you, I'll pay it.

Cash money. All right?

Do that for me. Please.

And I will make you one of the richest women in show business.

Just sign the contract.

You had it all.

My money, my body.

I would have done anything for you.

The motherfucker who strung my ass out,

turned me out into this music business stroll.

Pimpin' ain't easy, but let me tell you something, 'ho'in' is harder.

What's wrong with you?

I used to think you were this great man.

But in reality, you ain't nothing but a fuckin' liar and traitor.

Reality?

Reality's a funny thing.

Because it wears big boots so you always hear it coming.

One day, your face is up on a big billboard.

The next, on a milk carton.

I brought you into this world, and I'll take you out of it!

I did not have to come here.

I came to you face-to-face out of respect, and you fuckin' threaten me.

You are fired. Explain that to your partners.

I'm fired. I'm-- I'm--

I'm fired? Come on now!

Go ahead, hit me. Hit me, Daddy.

Blusette, come on, baby. I'm sorry. I'm sorry!

Hey, come on!

Where are the recording artists around here? [ Beeper Beeping ]

Hmm, Khaleed.

Freddy.

What? Hey. Excuse me. Blusette, what?

Will you stop? What's wrong with you?

God granted me serenity.

You need to chill, 'cause I gotta take care of business. Khaleed put himself in jail.

Go take care of him. Come back after you bail him out of jail.

We're gonna make plans.[ 8-Ball ] Ladies and gentlemen,

I give you Blusette, the greatest singer in the world.

[ Cheering, Applause ]

[ Freddy ] I'm gonna be responsible for the kid Khaleed.

Dex, remember all the crazy shit we used to do?

You know we were crazier than this kid will ever be. We didn't turn out so bad.

Look, you know me, Freddy.

You know I don't believe in law. I believe in justice.

Now, that little kid happens to be the luckiest motherfucker on this planet,

because I was tailin' the guy that he shot.

What are you going to charge him with?

- Whatcha gonna charge him with? - Nothing.

There you go! That's what I'm talking about. Thank you.

Checked out the gun. It turns out there's no bodies on it... yet.

Turns out the kid got a license for the gun, but no license for a car.

Go figure.

Now, as an African-American officer,

it is too damned... embarrassin'...

to go and report some stupid nigger shit like that.

He's got parents, man.

I fixed his gun so the next time he tries to shoot somebody,

he's gonna get a big surprise.

I know you ain't a gun man, so I'm giving this to you.

Take it!

Just make sure that boy don't pop up dead. All right?

What do I gotta do now?

- Drive his punk ass home. - Ah, 'cause there's no charge!

You, don't say a damn thing!

I didn't do nothin', though, man!

What is wrong with you, huh?

Shut up. Shut up! Shut up.

Hey, Dex.

Thanks, man.

You know something? You should come back and work with us, baby.

- Blusette. - That's right.

She left me for the bigger and better deal. Remember? Now I'm a solid-ass citizen.

Anyway, I like arresting criminals, not... working for 'em.

Dex, you'd be workin' for Blusette, baby!

I drew that line in the sand a long time ago.

She's clean. She's ready to make amends.

Me and Blusette back in the music game.

Come on, Dex. I owe you for getting me sober.

No, no, no. You don't owe me a damn thing.

Just win, baby. Just win. All right?

Yeah.

I want to thank you--You shut up. We're going. Let's go.

Hey, y'all--No, let's go.

[ Khaleef Continues Shouting, Indistinct ]

Thank you for not callin' 8-Ball.

He would have fined me, like, 62 Gs for my morals clause, or somethin'.

Whatever. Yeah, whatever.I appreciate it.

You know what? Thank you for the car. 'Cause I'm keepin' this thing...

until your dumb ass gets a license.

That's a joke, right?[ Chuckles, Faintly ]

[ Gospel Singers ] ♪ Far too late

♪ I know it's time

♪ I know

♪ I've come too far from where I started from ♪

♪ Nobody told me

[ Gasping ]

♪ Nobody told me Oh ♪

♪ That this road would be safe ♪♪

Hey, Blue.

Hey, baby, are you decent?

Blue! Hey, girl.

Jesus!

Blue? Blue? Come on. Oh, gee!

Come on, baby, wake up. Blue!

Blue, wake-- Come on. [ Grunts ]

Oh, shit! What did you do, Blue? What did you do?

Come on, baby, please wake up for me.

Shit! No!

Come on.

Come on, baby.

[ Phone Dialing ]Come on!

Telephone, Mr. Harris.Yeah.

It's Freddy. Blusette is dead!

Who knows?

Nobody. I just got here, man!

Keep it that way. Stay put.

And, Freddy, don't talk to anybody. This is a family matter.

Hey boy, help me!

I'm on my way.

Come on.

Oh, God. [ Sobs ]

Oh, baby.

[ Sobbing ] No!

No!

God, no! [ Moaning ]

8-Ball?

8-Ball!

My condolences, son.

She's gone. What are we gonna do?

Y'all were like blood.

Who'd you tell?

Who'd you tell, son?I didn't tell nobody.

Call the police? 911?

No! You told me not to, so I didn't.Good work.

We gotta call somebody now!

Come on, man! She was a smoker, not a shooter. You know that.

She'd no sooner hit herself with a needle than jump out the fuckin' window!

You know that!Think so?

I know so!

It's a delicate situation we have here, Freddy.

Complicated things that affect the lives of a whole lot of people.

Blusette was a hero, a role model!

But more importantly, she was someone everyone in this room loved.

We can't let her go out like this, Freddy.

We can't spoil the meaning of her life over this!

No. I don't want to let anything get blown out of proportion.

What are you talking about, proportion? Blusette is dead!

We gotta call the cops, man.

I'm calling my brother.

I'm calling him. What?

You've had a lot of trauma. Okay?

Look.

I want you to let Benzo take you home.

I'll take care of Blusette.

We'll talk in the morning. Come on. It's okay.

Okay.

Okay. You're right.

Let me go upstairs. I got some stuff in the room.

I'm gonna come right back.

I'll just get my stuff.Okay.

Oh.

Blusette.

Freddy!

Come here.

I see you found the dog.

Where you gonna go?

House!

Come on, Freddy!

- Damn it! - [ Panting, Groaning ]

[ Laughing ] What's up, dude? We don't have to do this the hard way.

[ Phone Dialing ]

Bait time. Bait time.

[ Beeper Beeping ]

[ Motor Revving, Tires Screeching ]

Showtime.

Dexter, I swear to you, she was dead.

She was lying right here with me, man. She was dead!

8-Ball killed her.

He tried to kill me.

I found this, all right? So take that.What's that?

It's his Jukebox Danny lighter. Only one other person's got one. He's been dead 20 years.

You take that as evidence.Evidence of what, Freddy?

There's no stiff.

There's no blood. There's no sign of a struggle.

This is not some crime scene.

This is the house of a very rich sister with a very real drug problem.

She's full of shit, Freddy.

Probably off hitting the pipe somewhere right now.

I'm telling you, man, she was here!

Dexter, she was 33 days sober. You believed that.

Yeah, well, people binge and fall off every day. Jesus Christ.

They killed her dog, okay? They threw it in the goddamn trash.

I'm sorry, brother, but you call Ace Ventura for that shit.

Fuck you!

Come on, guys, we got some real crimes to solve.

[ Officer ] Another wild-goose chase?

[ Tires Squealing ]

[ Woman ] Do you know where we're going?

We areso lost. I'll fill it up and relax and think.

[ Phone Dialing ]

[ Answering Machine ] This is Freddy. Do it at the beep.

[ Answering Machine ] I just called to jog your memory.

This is Carmen Jones. Remember?

Purple curtains? The apartment across the way?

[ Chuckles ] Talk to you soon, Freddy.

[ Machine Beeps ]You fucker.

[ Knock At Door ]Who is it?

Hey, girl, it's Freddy Roland. You in there?

Yeah. Um... just one second, okay?

I said, soon, but damn, baby!

Hey, baby. What's happening?

Hey! What happened to you?

I locked myself out of my crib. I need to come in your joint. Is that cool?

I don't know, Freddy. I don't know if this is a good idea.

Come on, baby. It's Freddy Roland here. You can trust me.

Please?

All right.

Come in.

Thank you.

Ooh! You're a little bit funky.

Yeah, I ran into some trouble.

What kind of trouble, Freddy?

Carmen, it's a long story. All right? It ain't worth telling.

Look at you! You've ruined your suit!

Can I chill just a minute? Cool?

Fine. You need a shower. The bathroom's right there.

Here are some sweats...

and a towel.

Just in case there's any confusion, you're sitting on your bed.

Carmen, thanks. All right?Mm-hmm.

Don't trip. You won't even know I'm here. All right? Relax.

Mm.

[ Shower Water Running ]

Hey, Freddy!

Freddy, you expecting anybody?

Freddy?

One second, please.

Hi. Excuse me... Miss Jones?

Yeah. Benzo, right?Yeah, Benzo.

Benzo Al.How you doing?

I'm sorry to bother you so late, but I'm looking for my man Freddy.

Oh!

Do you mind if I come in?

Sure, come in. One second.

Please, come in.

Okay, thank you.

Wow!

My man Freddy told me to meet him here at your place.

Oh, so you must have his keys.Keys? Yeah. Mm-hmm.

[ Carmen ] Freddy's in the shower, but make yourself at home.

Can I get you coffee?That would be great. Thanks.

This is a nice, nice place you got here.Thank you very much.

You live alone?

Sometimes. Please, take off your hat and coat.

[ Benzo ] I won't be here that long.

[ Carmen ] Well, suit yourself.

- Coffee coming up. - Thanks.

That's quite a distinctive look you've created for yourself, Mr. Benzo.

I try to make an impression. I believe in formality.

My taste is not as eclectic as yours, though.

I really dig your crib.

[ Carmen ] Thank you very much.

[ Carmen ] So, what exactly do you do at Rhythm?

Manage things.

I fix them so they work.

- You and Freddy been working together long? - Too long.

[ Benzo ] But it's all good.

So you're quite an artist, huh?

[ Carmen ] I try to be.So am I.

[ Tea Kettle Whistling ]

[ Benzo ] Yep, really nice.

Mr. Benzo, would you like cream and sugar with your coffee?

Not a thing.

Just stand still.

[ Gunshot With Silencer ]

[ Carmen Screams ]

[ Benzo Screams ]

Benzo, come on, man. Don't fuckin' shoot me!

[ Benzo Screams ]

Fuck. [ Gasping ]

[ Carmen ] Freddy, don't kill him!

Freddy, don't shoot him!

Where the hell did you get a Taser from?

A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do. What is going on?

I don't know! Gimme this. Gimme this! Jesus Christ.

- [ Thumping ] - [ Groans ]

I thought these guys were your friends. What is going on?

They killed Blusette. Okay?

We not gonna be safe here, so pack some clothes. We gotta go.

Oh, God!

What's with the antiques?

I was a prizefighter back in my youth.

Italians used to hire guys like me to collect a fee for the jukes.

If the owner couldn't pay, it was our job...

to take back the music, which is usually in the box.

[ Chuckles ] That's how I got with Jukebox Danny.

Don't seem like much now, but it was quite a business back in the day.

Smoked my first Cuban with Danny.

Made me a custom jukebox cigar lighter.

Oh, sounds like he had class.Yeah.

Made one for him too.

Only two in the world. Lot of history in those two lighters.

What was ol' Danny like?

I loved Danny. He was what you'd call my...

rabbi in the business.

We started Rhythm together.

Legend has it that you took advantage of Danny...

when he was having legal problems.

They say you wrote a dollar figure on a napkin.

I didn't take advantage. I seized an opportunity.

Like I said, I loved Danny.

People think they call me 8-Ball because I'm black and I'm bald.

But the truth be told, Danny named me 8-Ball...

because I'm the last to fall.

I stays on the table till the game is done.

And I'm done talking about this.

Isn't it true that the mob set Danny up?

Take a fall for the whole industry, like he was some sort of godfather?

Please! Danny wasn't no godfather!

He was an independent record promoter. He got caught and got played.

And I... got made.

[ Chuckling ]How much?

That's none of your business.

Danny a godfather!

Had a one-nighter with a little coke ho on tour.

After he died, she comes for half my company...

just 'cause she had a kid by my ex-partner.

What did you do?

You can't let people mistake your kindness for weakness.

Otherwise you'll never get rid of 'em.

I don't want to talk about her or Danny.

I can't remember her name.

Her name was Eva.

She O.D.'d in 1987.

I'm a businessman.

And business is like love. It means never having to say you're sorry.

This used to be a tough business, Ricky.So I've heard.

Danny couldn't make it.

But thanks to you... I'm almost there.

Oh, you are there.

[ Car Radio ] ♪ I'm butter every day All day, what you say ♪

[ Freddy ] Come on, come on.

♪♪ [ Car Radio ]

[ Car Alarm Blaring ]

Freddy!

Get in the car. The car's around the corner.

[ Carmen Screams ] Freddy!

[ Alarm Continues Blaring ]

[ Carmen Screams ]

[ Alarm Continues Blaring ]

[ Gunshots ]

[ Man ] Hurry up! Quickly! Hurry up!

[ Car Alarms Blaring, People Shouting ]

Get out of my way!

Um... Freddy, I'm outta here.

You ain't going nowhere, girl. I need you to help me get up in here.

This is truly your problem.

All right, forget you. Don't help me. Give me 10 minutes.

Wait here 10 minutes. If I'm not back, call the number on that card.

Ten minutes, Carmen.

What are you doing?I'm going with you.

All right, come on.[ Buzzer Buzzes ]

Go to the left.

Burning the midnight oil, huh, Benzo?Mm-hmm.

Whoa, whoa. Come on, brother.

You know your lady friend gotta sign in too. You know that.

And there's only one elevator working, so please be patient.

Damn! Y'all was partying like it was the law.

I ain't never seen 8-Ball that happy.

Gave all the brothers a bottle of Moet & Chandon. I ain't lying.

[ Elevator Bell Rings ]

Come on, come on.Hurry up!

What are you doing?Look above my head. There's a surveillance camera.

Put your head down. Put your head down!

Keep it down until we get off this thing.

He's taping us right now.

Which way?To the right.

Go.

What kind of insurance are we looking for?

What it always is. Other people's money.Now we're thieves!

No, baby, we're the good guys. Watch yourself.

[ Carmen ] That was inconspicuous. What the hell are you doing?

Don't worry about it. Ain't nobody checkin' for that. Come on.

Give me the gun. Give me the gun!What?

This is not your Beverly Hills Y.W.C.A. self-defense class.

These fools are not playing.

You got a "nine" in that bag, and I want it right now for protection.

You know what you're doing?Do I look like I know what I'm doing?

[ Snorts ] Oh, shit.

Be careful.

I saved you before, didn't I?

Can you just stand there and act like you know what you're doing?

You see something moving, it's them or us. You big enough for that?

Don't worry about that. By the way, it was the Crenshaw "Y."

Carmen, be careful.

[ Computing Starting Up ]

See those monitors right there, Carmen?

[ Freddy ] I need you to keep checking that shit, okay?

All right, 8-Ball.

We're gonna take your precious little money and put it someplace else.

What money?

8-Ball's got a system of secret Caribbean accounts he handles from his laptop computer.

His laptop and a grip of money are right there in that safe.

I don't know how much he's got, but I know it's what I'm looking for.

♪ Hey, it's in my heart [ 8-Ball ] Don't hurt nobody.

♪ Tell me about it

[ 8-Ball ] How you livin', Rick?

[ Rick ] This is the life.

So, what are you goin' to do with all that money?

A wise man once told me...

the difference between bein' affluent and bein' rich...[ Woman Shrieks, Happily ]

is one works for his money;

the other makes his money work for him.

Just a little bit concerned about Blusette's attitude.

Big stars have big egos.

But they gonna make big money, so sometimes you have to bite your big lip.

There are no problems. Blusette signed the contract tonight.

Oh, yeah?

That's good, 'cause I can't afford to blow it.

I've been working on this deal for 30 years.

And I won't let you blow it.

[ 8-Ball Laughing ]

Here. Have some more... iced tea.

Ladies, come on over and keep my partner's feet warm.

Uh, password, okay? Password. Password.

[ Computer Beeps, "Bomb" Explodes ]Come on.

Let's try, "M-o-n-e-y."

[ Woman, Indistinct ]Somebody's in the hallway. Let's hurry up!

- Only a couple minutes. I'm goin'. I'm goin'. - [ Woman Laughing ]

Hello?

Somebody here?

[ Gasps ][ Woman, Indistinct ]

[ Woman Chuckles, Wickedly ]

You... are one tall-ass chick.

[ Laughing ] [ Elevator Doors Open ]

[ Laughing ] Are you really going to buy this company?

[ Rick ] Oh, yeah. Yeah.

All right, just keep watchin'.

[ Rick ] You two girls sing?

[ Woman ] You're turning me off!Will you hurry up?

Oh, my God. That's too funny!You know why?

Why?'Cause I'm gonna give you a contract anyway.

[ Black Woman Shrieks ] No, you're not! [ Laughs ]

Two more chances.

- [ Women Singing, Mockingly ] - [ Explosion, Beeping ]

[ Elevator Dinging ]

- Come on. We gotta get out. Come on. Let's go. - Butter.

[ Computer ] Access granted. Access granted.

[ Alarm Beeps, Door Slides Open ]

That's it! I got your ass! [ Guard Chattering To Himself ]

There it is.

[ Narrating Imaginary Basketball Game ]

Come on, Freddy, let's go.I'm goin', I'm goin'.

[ Chattering Continues ]

What's that?What the hell is this? I don't know! Come on!

[ Growling ]

Shit.Shit.

- [ Barking ] - Nice doggy.

Hold still.Here we go.

- Catch! - [ Guard Whistling ]

Right there! Hurry.

[ Guard ] Why's he gotta tear up stuff?

Benzo Al, that you?

Yeah, man. Come get your crazy-ass dog.

[ Carmen ] Hi.Dang.

Job like this, you gotta amuse yourself.

Kind of like you, Benzo. Hi.

My man! [ Grunts ]

Goddamn!

[ Benzo ] Remember me?

Oh, shit.Oh, shit!

Get the stuff! Come on!

[ Dog Barking ]

I'm gonna kill him.

[ Elevator Dings ]Oh, God!

Hurry up, Freddy!I got you! Got you.

Come on.

It's gettin' messy. What you wanna do?

Kill him!Yes!

[ Freddy ] What's up, 8-Ball? I know you're standing there lookin' at me.

- I got your money. Now what? - Don't kill him.

Catch 'im, don't kill 'im.

He's got my money. $100,000 to whoever catches Freddy.

Yo, Benzo!

Just catch him. 8-Ball wants him alive!

[ Elevator Bell Dings ]Go, go, go.

Carmen, I'm driving. I'm driving!No!

Get in the damn car!

Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! Awesome!

[ Tires Screeching ] Oh, yeah!

Go! Go! Go!

[ Shouting ]

No! The tire! The tire!

Hey, man! No, no, no!

Let 'em drive off! He wants them alive! He wants them alive, man!

[ Carmen Yells ] Pull over. There's a taxi.

Pull over!

Come on, get in the taxi.

Yo!Hey, man!

Take us to the beach.[ Moaning ] Oh, God!

Come on, let's go!

I can't go home. My car's gone. Freddy, I love that car.

- Shit. - I should've never sold you that suit.

[ Freddy ] Right here's cool, man.

Hey, thank you, my man.Thank you,sir. Thank you.

That your family right there?Oh, yeah.

Why don't you buy 'em somthing nice, all right?

Mm. Thank you. Thank you very much.

[ Woman ] Hey, you two are up bright and early.

How you doing today?Good morning.

Welcome to the Cadillac. Can I have your name?

Dexter Banks.

Here. I've got something for you, all right?

This is a hundred G's. It should cover your car and your crib.

I don't want 8-Ball's dirty money, okay?

Nobody buys me, Freddy!

I don't want people comin' around lookin' for me!

I want out of this whole thing. I want to get away from you...

and all your crazy-ass friends.Okay, Carmen, stop!

Ain't nobody tryin' to buy you, baby.

They owe you this money. So take it.

Please.

You know what? Let me try to put it to you like this, okay?

I checked the Blue Book. I wanna buy your big-ass,

fucked-up ride for $100,000.

- Can I have it? - I love that car, Freddy.

I know you did, but your shit is a hooptie now, baby.

This is $100,000. The car is mine.

I just want you to know, it's worth every penny.

[ Scoffs ]

I got it. Hey, I got it. Don't worry about it.

[ Sighs, Deeply ] Thanks.

This is a spittin' image right here.

Yeah. That's my mom.

Oh, yeah?Mm-hmm.

She used to be a wardrobe mistress on Broadway.

And her favorite show was Carmen.

Where's your son?

I saw that Big Wheel, girl.Oh, gosh!

He's back home with my dad.

But I've given myself one year.

Whether I make it or not, he's coming home.

You know?

That's why I can't die.

I gotta be a good mommy.

I know.[ Chuckles Softly ]

[ Sighs ]

I envy you.

You grew up surrounded by everything that came before you, Carmen.

I mean, like cousins.

I never had a cousin.

When I have kids, they're definitely gonna have...

that one special ingredient that makes it all right.

They're gonna have a home, baby.

I just gotta find the right woman, right?

[ Laughs ]

So now you think it's time to romance me, huh?

No.

I think it's time to say thank you.

I wanna thank you for all your help. You really came through for me.

And that doesn't happen a lot in my life.

You're welcome.

Carmen,

diamonds are only pieces of coal that did well under pressure.

[ Laughs ]

So now you're comparing me to a piece of coal?

No, no. I said diamonds.

Diamonds.

Okay. I know you're trying really hard.

And I appreciate that in a man.

But you're still sleepin' on the couch.Ahh!

A woman of principles, is that what we are?

Yeah, that's right.

If you don't stand for something, you'll fall for anything.

Is that right?Mm-hmm.

What do you stand for, Freddy?

What do I believe in?

Yeah. What do you believe in?

I believe in diamonds.

[ Tapping Sound ]

[ Whirring Noise ]Good morning, Ricky.

Shh!

Mornin'... Counselor.

Sorry to catch you with your pants down.

How'd you get in here?

Oh, I've always had an aptitude for things like that.

[ Laughs ]

Makes people take me seriously.

What do you want?

I believe you lawyers call it "due diligence."

You know, I checked your shit out.

You're a lawyer and a C.P.A. shingle. Man, that's sweet.

You know, you are quite an educated man.

You can do the deals, then not have to testify when the shit goes sour.

I need to know whose side you're on.

Whose side? My side. The only side.

Like Clint, I'm down for "a fistful of dollars."

I'm my own man.

Whoo! [ Laughs ]

Flip the script.

Now I'm your man.

The "item."

I need it found today... in a very conspicuous manner.

Two birds, one stone.

Handle this right,

maybe you get another envelope with a, uh, few dollars more.

But you mess it up...

and I'll send someone to make you coffee.

- In your house? - Can't have that, now, can we?

[ Butt Hisses ]

Counselor.

Hey, you mind lettin' me out?

It's a tricky lock.

I'll be right back.

Sweep it up, come on.Shut up.

Let's go. Faster, faster!Hey, hey.

Where are you goin', man? You've got yard work to do.

I'm goin' to the bank to check out my balance.Okay, you're on the clock.

I'm borrowing this. It belongs to you.Yes, sir.

When we rich, it ain't gonna be like that.

- [ Computer Buttons Beeping ] - Hey, my man!

Brother, you've been here five minutes.[ Laughing ]

I'm on my lunch break. What's taking you so long?

[ Khaleed ] Let me check my balance. This can't be right.

Twenty million.

[ Man ] Hey, brother! You finished yet or what?

[ Policeman ] Get it?Look, that was a pro job.

That's right! So it's not your jurisdiction.

I want you back at the precinct.All right, but--

I want you here, now!Yeah, I'm on it.

Where are you right now?I will stay out of it.

I'm in the car now headed over to the precinct.

Get here, and I mean now!Ten minutes.

Move your ass. Get here now!

Okay.

Freddy?

Freddy?

Just can't stop, can you?

Damn.

Freddy!

Freddy, you better wake your dumb ass up.

Blu-- Blusette.

[ Whimpering ] Blusette.

Dear God. [ Crying ]

I told you, girl. I told you.

What?Hotel Cadillac!

[ Gunshot ]

Venice.

[ Knock At Door ] [ Freddy ] Hey, Mr. Darren.

It's Freddy Roland, man.

You gotta talk to me, man. You gotta listen.

Mr. Darren!

Look, I've really got to talk to you.Come on in.

Quite a party last night, huh? Whew.

Sit down.

So what's so important it can't wait till tomorrow?

Blusette is dead, Rick.

They murdered her.

- Who is "they"? - 8-Ball!

Rick, as soon as y'all close,

he's outta here, you understand me?

What I need you to do is call the police...

and tell them this.

Tell them this story.I can't call the police! They won't believe me!

- Why? - 8-Ball put the body on ice somewhere. I don't know.

This is really farfetched, Freddy.

Come on, man! They murdered my sister!

Why am I gonna lie about something like that?

Look, I came here...

so you would stop doin' business with 8-Ball.

If you're not careful, the man is gonna piss on you. You understand me?

I should be dead right now, but I got somethin' he wants.

What's that?

I got $20 million.

[ Laughing ]

$20 million. The plot thickens.

- You've got $20 million? - That's right. I've got $20 million.

The motherfucker's been bootleggin' vinyl copies of his own records!

He sells them to smaller stores whose clientele still want vinyl.

But he don't report none of these sales. None of them!

He takes the money, puts it in offshore accounts in foreign banks.

But I've got news for you.

I got his shit, Rick.Where is it?

I put it someplace safe.

[ Sighs ] All right, look.

I gotta go to a meeting, all right?

I'm gonna help you, Freddy.

I want you to stay here.

Go upstairs. My loft is up there. Take a shower.

Do whatever you gotta do, but relax.

When I get back, I'm gonna take you to the police station...

and we'll sort this out, all right?

Well, well, well. Hello, hello. Hmm?

What, are you goin' somewhere? Are ya?

[ Screams ]Hey! Where's your manners?

You never punch a lady.

Slap the taste out of her mouth so she knows where the fuck you comin' from.

[ Whimpers ]

No, no!

Make it real. So she knows this ain't no cartoon.

Where's my money?

Hmm? Give it up, baby girl.

This is-- This is all he gave me.

Wipe my ass on that.

- [ Carmen Sobbing ] - [ 8-Ball ] I want the computer.

- I don't know! - [ Laughing ]

I don't know! [ Sobbing ]

He didn't give it to me. He didn't give it to me!

Come on.[ Crying ]

You fine. Yeah.

Sexy, young tender rump.

A lot of things can happen... to a young tenderoni like yourself.

You think about that.

I'm gonna ask you once again real slow.

Where the fuckis my money?

I don't know!

He left!

He didn't tell me anything.

Oh, baby, I like you.

You're lucky, because if Freddy had been here,

you would be dead right now.

I'm a superstitious kind of person.

So I think I'll keep you around.

Maybe we both get lucky and find your boyfriend.

Hmm?

Tell you what, baby. Let's write him a note.

[ Man Announcing Basketball Game On TV ]

I'm Sam Rubin with a special report. We dispatched a crew to the Venice apartment...

where pop diva Blusette Ford's body...

was found by local police earlier today.

There's no official word on the cause of death,

but foul play and/or drug use have not been ruled out.

Police are searching for this man,

Miss Ford's foster brother, Frederick Roland.

At this point, he's only wanted for questioning in connection to her death.

Take a look. Roland is an African-American male.

Twenty-four years old, six feet tall.

Weighing approximately 175 pounds.

Roland is an employee of Rhythm Records,

the record label where Blusette Ford found so much success.

Miss Ford's manager, Curtis "8-Ball" Harris, was unavailable for comment.

Sources tell us that Miss Ford attended a party...

thrown by her label, but has not been seen--

Stay tuned for more news on the tragic death of Blusette Ford...

and a retrospective on the short life...

of this fallen star.

[ TV: Basketball Game Continues ]

Look at that, man! That's the game, dude! That's what I'm talkin' about!

Look at that! You can't stop 'em, man.

That's what I'm saying. That's how you play basketball.

You can't stop 'em. They're "unfadeable."

You gotta coach these things. You can't stop 'em.

It doesn't make sense. Look, another two unanswered, man.

I'm gonna check the homeboy.

Get back. Get back, baby! You know what I'm sayin'?

[ Phone Ringing ]

Yo, he's cool.

Darren residence. May I help you?

[ Marcus ] Yeah, I want sausage on that pie.

You're calling me 30 minutes after I had an order for that?

Kid, you better be here in five.

You're gonna take a buck off my order for the question.

And another for being late.

Knucklehead. Probably wondering why he's still delivering damn pizzas.

[ TV: Basketball Game Continues ]

Yo. Yo!What's up?

I'm goin' to the bathroom. Watch my boy.

[ TV: Basketball Game Continues ][ Phone Ringing ]

[ Ringing Continues ]

Darren residence. May I help you?

Yeah, dude. Got your pizza downstairs. Gonna let me in?

[ Man ] Yo, kid, it's about time. Be right down.

[ Toilet Flushing ]

[ 8-Ball ] You blew it!

Look, man, I thought--You thought!

I don't pay you... to "thought."

I do the thinkin'.

I thought I told you to put her somewhere safe.

Don't touch me! Don't you ever touch me!

[ 8-Ball ] Huh?

- House, you know about this? - Dog, my name is Benny. I ain't in it.

That's between y'all two.Look, man, I thought--

- You thought again. - [ Whimpering ]

I thought, "If anybody gets hurt, let it be Freddy."

Let the police get rid of him for us. Fuck up his credibility.

Hey, dog, I'm cool with that, man. Hey, he's right.

[ Chuckling ]

You ready for the "dog and pony"?Long as I'm the pony.

This is Sal Visconti.How are ya?

Guy Marrotta. These are my associates from Las Vegas.

Gentlemen, Curt Harris.

Please.

My friends call me 8-Ball.

Well... [ Clears Throat ]

we're all aware of recent events, so why don't we cut to the chase?

We asked you here because...

we have good news and bad news.

- The good news is, we still want to buy your company. - That's good.

The bad news is... there's been a slight change in plans.

Well-- [ Clears Throat ]

[ Chuckling ]

Well... [ Clears Throat ] that number should be coming up.

It's all set up.

It's like a license to print money.

Blusette is worth more dead than alive.

Not to us.

This is no longer the win-win it was. Now it's a gamble.

It's more like... a favor.

[ Sighs ]

This is the "old wine, new bottle" business.

I've got good wine,

but it's expensive.

Then we do it next year when the dust settles. But right now,

your problems make it too rich for our taste.

You work it for that number.

We're leaving town tomorrow. The offer's good till we go.

You're tryin' to "gank" me.

Trying to strongarm me?

Let me tell you a story.If we want to hear a story, we'll go to the library.

Picture this. It's 1959.

Small-time--"Small-time composer writes a song...

for Jackie Wilson."

Heard it before.

Gentlemen, perhaps I should have a word with Mr. Harris in private.

Yeah, do your thing.

That is a very good idea. Good night.

Yeah, I think it is.

They're gonna walk right now...

if you don't get your hands off of me.

People get sued over contracts. They get deadover handshakes.

Handshakes?

Handshakes denote trust...

as in "truthfulness."

Have you been truthful, 8-Ball?

Blusette Ford is dead.

And your heir apparent is the prime suspect.

[ Sighs ]Basically your whole organization is in shambles.

[ Chuckles ]

Now, personally, I wouldn't bootleg my own records.

But since you did, let's consider it an asset.

I want it.

I'll think on it.

There's nothing to think about. You have no choice.

Done. Next?

Next?

You have to close out, shall we say, old business.

Freddy.Yeah.

How do you propose I do that?I'm gonna bring him to you.

You close him out, I cash in.

Then we smoke, uh, more Nat Shermans.

[ Sighs ] Bring him on.Right.

And that other thing?

Let's keep that between me and you.

Sort of like silent partners.

Mute.

Beautiful.

Don't you forget what I told you.I won't forget a thing.

Carmen?

Carmen!

You are missing a great play-off game!

I bet I am. I've got to check out now. I need my briefcase.

Sure thing. Did you have a nice stay with us?

Yeah, it's a nice place. I'm late for a plane. We've got to do this now.

Okay, okay.

[ Gasps ]

You're that guy!Hey, shut up!

- Get my briefcase out of your safe. Let's go! - I don't have the key.

Find the key! Find the key!

- [ Alarm Rings ] - What are you do--

[ Screaming ] It's him! It's him!

[ Alarm Ringing ]

It's the guy who killed the singer!

Hey, boss.How's my ace in the hole?

He's sleeping like a baby, Rick.Good.

I'm gettin' ready to play high-stakes poker.That's cool.

Aw, damn! I can't believe this, Mr. Darren.

I can't believe it!All right.

The man has vertigo.

And you're watchin' him.

But somehow he manages to get out the window.

And you don't see it.

Do you see this? [ Panting ]

Do you have any idea what just went out that window?

Of course you don't.

But it's okay.

It's all right.

The game is still on.

[ Engine Revving ]

[ TV: Basketball Game ]

[ Freddy ] Khaleed.

Hey, Khaleed!

Khaleed!

Come on, man!

Yo, you all over the news, kid!

I know, I know. Chill. Just let me in, all right?

Come around the back.

[ TV: Basketball Game ]

What's goin' on, man?Just shut up.

Come here. Look at me.

I didn't do that to Blusette.

I know Dexter was askin' about you.

I need your phone.

I need your phone. Where's your phone?

Be quiet, all right?

[ Phone Dialing ]

Detective Banks.Yo, man, it's me.

I'm at the kid's house. I need you, Dexter.

- I need you alone. - [ Dexter ] I'm on my way.

Don't do nothin' stupid.Here.

I see you still got my "jammy."

Yeah. I'm gonna need this thing for a while.

It's cool. I got plenty more.

I need you to listen to me.

I put some money in your account.

That was you?Yeah, that was me.

$20 million?Be quiet!

[ Yelling ]Shut up! Shut your mouth.

Don't get excited. I will be making a withdrawal.

- You ain't makin' no-- - Why can't you be quiet?

That was $20 million!Khaleel-- Goddamn!

[ Mumbling ]Shut your mouth. All right?

Listen, I need you to do something for me. Quietly!

Want me to write you a check?You're damn straight.

19.9. That leaves you a hundred grand for your car.

You make that to me and Carmen Jones.

Write that, quietly.

You know what we could do with--Write the damn check!

[ TV: Basketball Game ]

You and Miss Jones definitely got a thing goin' on, for sure.

You didn't tell nobody, did you?

My man, I thought the bank made a mistake.

I called 8-Ball to ask if he could help me get it out--You told 8-Ball?

He wasn't in the office. Chill.

I told Benzo.

[ Man Groaning ]

Nobody tells me nothin'! What do you expect me to do?

[ Brakes Squealing ]

What's going--What's up, fool?

Sh-Shit.Get the laptop.

All I want is the laptop.

Give me the computer and you can step.

- You've been smart so far. Don't play stupid now. - [ Freddy ] I ain't got it.

Mister, where's my girl at? Where's she at, man?

- She's safe. Give it up. - [ Freddy ] Chill out with the gun and I'll get it.

[ Gunman ] Let's go now.Don't turn around.

Don't shoot me. I'm a cop, dude.

I'm a cop. I'm doin' it. I'm cool.

[ Gunshots ]

[ Clicking ]

- [ Clicking ] - [ Grunting ]

- Oh, shit! - [ Dexter ] Get him!

[ Clicking ] All right, kid. Don't move. Just stand perfectly still.

That was a good shot, dude.

I thought I jammed the safety shut.

[ Tires Screeching ]

Damn, kid, how many guns you got?

Gimme that.

Freddy, are you okay? [ Freddy ] Yeah, man.

One friend deserves another.

Look, dude.

- [ Crying ] - [ Mumbling ]

Take care of your people, and call 911!

[ Dexter ] Look at this.

[ Khaleed ] Yo, operator. You recognize him?

[ Freddy ] It's one of Rick Darren's guys.Who is Rick Darren?

That's a good fuckin' question, man.

Freddy, what is with this cryptic shit, dude?

First, there's no bodies, then there's corpses everywhere you go.

Will you tell me what is goin' on?

I don't know, man. I don't know.

All I know is I gotta get over to the company. They got my woman there.

They gonna kill her if I don't get there soon!

Dexter, I need your help.

Help you do what? Get everybody else killed?

I need backup for all these motherfuckers.

This is some real-life shit here. This ain't no action movie.

And in case you don't know, you are wanted for murder.

I didn't have nothin' to do with that, and you know that!

That's our sister Blusette, man.

I promised this woman I wouldn't let her die.

I'm sorry, but you gotta put these cuffs on and go downtown with me.

Dexter, listen to me, man.

There's a briefcase at the Hotel Cadillac in Venice.

If some shit happens to me, you go down there and get that. All right?

It's under your name. You listening to me?

[ Reporters Chattering ]

Her body was found here today...[ Reporter ] A victim of an apparent struggle--

[ Rubin ] There was also sign of what police are calling an unrelated incident--

[ Chattering Continues ]

How'd you get in this time?

The same way I got in before.

What can I say? I told you I was from the Bronx.

[ Clears Throat ] Look, Freddy,

I don't know why you're aiming that gun at me.

I sent those guys here to protect you.

Now, if I scared you, that was wrong.

Oh, you were wrong? Well, you were wrong about something else, Rick.

- What's that? - I don't think we gonna be friends, my man.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Who the fuck are you? For real!

I'm just a lawyer.

Yeah, you're just a lawyer, right?

Somehow I think you're the lawyer that's gonna get me out of all this shit.

Pick that phone up and call him.

You call 8-Ball right now. Call him!

Tell him we're making a switch. You for the girl.

Call him, Rick!

All right. No problem.

Oh, sh--

Oh, shit. Come on, Freddy! Come on, Freddy!

[ Panting ]

God, please grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change.

And the courage to change the things that I can.

[ Tires Screeching ]

[ Groaning ]

And the wisdom to know the fuckin' difference!

What's up, baby? Put your hands where I can see 'em!

You thought you were goin' somewhere, didn't you?

Put your hands where I can see 'em!

Don't move.

[ Phone Dialing ]

[ 8-Ball ] Yeah?Hey, what's up, boy?

This is young Freddy. I got me company, man. Say somethin'.

Hello, 8-Ball.That's enough. We comin'.

All right, park the car, put your hands up.

Don't even think about movin', man.

Get out of the car slowly. Slowly, Rick.

All right, come on. What are you doin'?

I just wanna get my jacket, Freddy.

Slowly. Come on, man. Don't make me kill you.

You don't mean shit to me. I want my girl.

Slowly.

Good evening, gentlemen.

[ Guard ] 8-Ball, they're comin' up.Security. A good sign.

Don't even think about movin'. Don't even think about it.

Rick, you're in this Blusette murder with 8-Ball, aren't you?

Who, me?

I've been lookin' all over for this.

I didn't know it was yours! You left it there?

You're a smart kid, Freddy. That's why I like you.

See if you can keep up with this.

Once upon a time, there was a child named Rico.

He was named after the racketeering law the Feds got his old man with.

See, Daddy wanted to name me...

after the only thing badder than he was.

Rico. "Rick" for short.

Do you see this? Do you see it?

This is the only thing my father could afford to leave me after 8-Ball dicked him.

This whole fucking building should be mine!

- Just one snag. - No. My sister wanted out.

Oh, yeah, yeah. The diva wanted out.

See, I would've lost my backing.

I secretly arranged a meeting. Made her an offer she couldn't refuse.

But guess what. She refused, Freddy.

She refused!No.

You killed my fuckin' sister! You killed her! Huh?

Well, now that you know,

why don't we cut this face-off bullshit out?No!

Come on, Freddy. Come on. You don't want to shoot me.

No!We're the same.

Your sister, my father. Come on.

I'll give you your own label. Your dream, Freddy.No! Fuck you!

Just like me![ Clicking ]

Fuck you!

Rick. Rick?

Come on. Come on, Rick.

Don't shoot me, man.

God! Come on. Wasn't my sister enough?

My father was enough!

I had nothing to do with that! It was 8-Ball!

Two wrongs don't make it right, Freddy. But they sure do make it even.

[ Elevator Bell Dings ]

[ 8-Ball ] Big things, baby.

- Carmen, are you okay? - Never too big.

To say hello.

[ Freddy ] Jesus!

You want your little bitch?

It's okay, baby. It's gonna be all right.

You think you can just walk in here and beat me?

I told you, I stays on the table.

You're a loser, just like your damn daddy.

[ Gasping ] Benzo!

[ Benzo ] Yeah. Showtime.

- What you doin', man? - [ Benzo ] You should've broke a brother off a piece, man.

- You should've looked out for a brother. - What you doin'?

Get yo' faggot ass up, Freddy. You comin' with me.

Slow your roll, man. We family. We grew up together. What's wrong with you?

Check yourself, brother.

Check myself, 8-Ball?

[ 8-Ball ] We can work this out. It ain't nothin' but paper.

Enough paper can take care of anything. Just check yourself.

- Check it? Huh? Don't move! - Benzo--

- That's the way it's gonna be? - That's the way it is, man.

I'm gonna get mine, man! You got yours, so I'm gonna take mine.

Don't do this! Shut the fuck up!

Like your man says, "You're nobody till somebody kills you."

- Don't do it. Don't do it! - Let's do this.

- That's the way it is! - Don't do this, motherfucker!

- Take this! - [ No Audible Shooting ]

[ Crying ]

I loved her, too, Freddy.

I, I-- [ Groans ]Jesus, what a mess.

Never too big. [ Gasping ]

[ Phone Ringing ]

[ Phone Ringing ]

[ Freddy ] You must've found me, big brother.

Damn right I found your ass. I'm a Detective.

No, you mean your ass usedto be a Detective.

[ Chuckles ] What's up?

I just called to tell you...

that Khaleed made number one today.

[ Dexter ] And seeing that this is your record company,

I thought you should know we're winnin'.

We are winning.

We just won, kid. We just won.

Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.

Everything all right at the office?

Butter, baby.

♪ Oh, oh

♪ Uh-huh, yeah

♪ Can I be a superhero man ♪ Here I come

♪ To save the day

♪ Let me be a superhero man ♪ Here I come

♪ To save the day

♪ I once was told by my moms one day ♪

♪ Women, they need love in a special way ♪

♪ And I never thought it was true ♪

♪ Used to play the game ♪ But often broke the rules ♪

♪ Now I was also told

♪ That what goes around comes around ♪

♪ It came around and then I found ♪

♪ When you play games they play you ♪

♪ It's time for something new No more playing hard ♪

♪ Now I'll be saving hearts

♪ Every woman wants and needs

♪ A helping hand Someone to understand her ♪

♪ Baby, I'll be your man of steel Someone to be your shield ♪

♪ Come to your rescue I'm steppin' out of the phone booth ♪

♪ Here I come, oh

♪ To save the day

♪ Oh, oh, yes

♪ Aah ♪ Here I come to save the day ♪

♪ Here I come Here I come, baby ♪

♪ Here I come

♪ To save the day

♪ Here I come to save the day ♪ Oh, baby here I come ♪

♪ Oh, baby ♪ Here I come to save the day

♪ To save the day My baby ♪

♪ Let me be Let me be ♪

♪ Your ♪