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Why you always at me? You never talked to me before.

We could be friends.

I know he got a safe, and I know it's loaded. We can take him.

Angel must have pissed him off, because Horace had him killed.

-What? -And he will do the same to us.

You tried to have me killed?

-That was you? -No.

We're supposed to be talking--

We're not talking about nothing. I want to leave.

Stop!

Kimmie, stop it!

Who is that?

Ah!

No!

-Stop! -No!

-Stop! -No!

-Kimmie! -No!

-We gotta get out of here! -Shit!

Are they coming over here?

No!

Are they gonna kill us?

Going somewhere, Kimmie?

Stop! Stop! You're stuck!

-Okay? -No!

No. Just… Just…

-Just let them go. Okay? -What are you talking about?

-Just let them go! -Nobody's holding you.

You're gonna hurt somebody.

Damn it.

What the hell's going on?

Kimmie, what's going on?

Angel?

What are you doing?

Oh, shit. I need to lay down.

-Okay. All right. -Okay, Mr. Bellarie.

Take Mr. Bellarie.

-Come on! Hurry up! -Open the door!

-Okay, okay! Okay. -Hurry up! Come on!

Don't worry about the truck. I'll get the truck out the ditch.

Come on! He's really bad. Come on.

-Please hurry. -Sylvie, come on.

Rain, hurry the hell up!

-Slow down. -Okay, okay, okay.

You want to sit over here?

What the hell?

What?

-This house. -This your first time here?

Yeah.

Yeah, it's crazy.

What the fuck?

Y'all wanna tell me what just happened?

So this is Angel?

Yeah.

I thought you said--

-Stop. -But you--

-That's what she said. -Well, that's what Ale--

What are you doing here?

I didn't wanna die in the hospital.

You should check out that place.

I am. I'm leaving in the morning.

I hope they can help you.

Yeah.

Me too.

But y'all wanna tell me where the hell you were going?

That's a good question for Kimmie.

-I'm going back to bed. -Sylvie.

-Sylvie. -Let her go.

-See you in the morning. -Okay, wh… what's going on?

Well, first of all, we thought you were dead.

Apparently, he gave the word to have the kid killed who they caught in the car.

That was for you.

Yeah. He didn't know it was me, but they still came for me.

Well, it… it's all over now.

Now, y'all wanna tell me…

wh… wh… where were you going?

When I heard that you gave the word to kill Angel,

I thought surely you would do the same to us.

So you… you were leaving.

Yes.

You don't believe a thing I tell you.

I have to look out for my sister.

No. You don't believe me.

Is that why you took the… the million out the account?

-A million? -I… I was, um…

You don't believe me.

Horace, you gotta give me a break. Okay?

All this shit is insane.

She's right. This… This house is insane.

Help me up.

Horace…

-Help me. -Okay, all right, all right.

Horace. I just…

Shit.

I think he's pissed.

Well, he gonna have to get over it.

You should go talk to him.

-No. -Kimmie.

No, I… It's too much right now.

-It's too late. -Okay, what's going on?

She'll fill you in. I'm going to the club.

-What the fuck? God. -Are you serious?

I don't wanna hear that right now. Okay, Kimmie?

The car is in a ditch.

They have other cars.

Damn!

Kimmie, what the hell is going on?

Tell me.

I… I… I cannot.

Okay, will somebody tell me something?

Mm-mm.

Hello, sir.

Who are you?

Oh, I'm James. James the butler, Mr. Angel.

Okay, well…

Can I show you to your room?

-My room? -Yes, sir.

I… I got a room here?

Yes, sir.

Yeah, nigga. Show me my room.

Right this way.

Shit.

-What? -Roy.

-What? -Is that how you answer your mother?

Well, my mother is a--

What? I… I… I dare you.

I double dare you.

I will drive over to that house and burn it down, with you in it.

Wait, wait, wait. Are you drunk?

I don't think that's the question that you should ask me.

See, I ain't got time for the games, Ma. You drunk. What you doing?

Don't… Don't talk to me like that.

But you know the question that you should be asking me?

-I really don't know. I really don't care. -What do you think the question should be?

Good. Now I'm hanging up.

It should be driving up to your place any minute now.

Okay, fine. What is it?

Uh…

Where's your wife?

Uh, that's a good question. Uh…

Mallory.

Yeah, I don't know.

I do.

Good for you, Mom.

She is fucking Attorney Varney.

Mom.

-I just saw them at the restaurant. -They was fucking at the restaurant?

No, idiot.

No, they… they dropped me off.

Why? Because you was drunk?

Would you listen, damn it?

Now, they brought me home, but, uh, he… he…

he was opening the doors for her.

Yeah, and every damn thing.

I'm telling you, I know… I know they fucking. I… I can sense it.

Well, he's not.

-I'm telling you, he is! -You know what you need to do, Mom?

I want you to go to bed, put on your favorite movie, and sleep it off.

Who in the hell you think you talking to with all the drugs yo ass do?

He's not fucking her, Mom.

Fine. Don't listen to me.

And when he takes her from you--

He's fucking Charles.

Hm?

Yes. Now get off my damn phone.

Wait, what… Wait, what? Charles?

Yes.

What the fuck he just say?

-Some excitement tonight? -Not enough.

You going somewhere?

Back to the club.

Okay.

What are you doing?

Walking you to the door.

No, you're not. That bastard's in there.

-No, it's fine. I'm… I'm-- -No, it's not, Varney. Go home.

Okay.

But are you, like, going home?

Yes.

Why don't you go to Charles' house? It's right down the street.

I'm not gonna talk about this with you.

Varney, you're fucking.

Go to Charles' house.

-So your father-in-law can see my car? -He's in the hospital.

But what about the security guard? He'll call him, and he'll tell him.

Were you worried about this shit when you were fucking him? That's what…

I mean, suit yourself, Varney.

Go ahead. Go drive all the way to Chicago.

Okay. Good night.

You do that.

Good night. Tell Charles I said hi.

Mm.

Where you been?

-With my man. -Shit.

Not with that big bitch that just dropped you off.

-You don't know if he goes both ways. -Shit.

That man is a one-way street.

Whatever.

My mother called.

Oh, did she?

She was able to put the bottle down long enough to give you a call.

-I can't believe it. -That's a good one.

She was so drunk, she couldn't even see straight.

Looks like she's back to her old ways.

What is that supposed to mean?

Well, it was bad when I was younger.

Guess the church ain't helping.

How could the church help her when she gave birth to Satan?

I mean… if I was your mother, I'd be doing crack, heroin,

and… and black tar heroin.

Fentanyl…

Nigga, I would be trying to kill myself if I was your mother.

Where is… I can't even find…

I just gave away my last fuck to give.

I have no more fucks to give about you and your bitch-ass, drunk-ass mother.

Mm.

So I don't give a shit.

-Why you closing the door? -'Cause I'm about to take a shower.

So I can't watch?

No, you can't. Why do you wanna watch?

So you can get all hot and bothered and nothing happen?

Hm. You know, I, um…

I always get what I want.

Not with me, you can't.

You know, now that I think about it, I don't know no nigga that

wants anything from his wife.

'Cause you don't know decent people, Roy.

Hmm.

Now I'm closing the door. Get out.

I said leave the door open.

You know, sometimes, when you're not a bitch…

you can be quite beautiful. You know that?

You know what?

-I will leave the door open. -Mm-hmm.

But you know what? Let me… Let me ask you one question.

Shoot.

Damn, you beat me to the punch.

You did, that's the problem, Roy. You can't shoot or get hard.

You have too many damn drugs in your system.

-Hm. -Ah.

So even if I do leave the door open, ain't shit gonna happen.

You still gonna be a little wet willy.

Crooked little Roy.

Hm.

That's not what the hos say, baby.

Only you.

Get out.

Shit.

You live right down the street.

Nah, hell no.

You brought me this raggedy bitch.

I'll just get my own. That's what I'll do. I'll just get my own.

Find someone to get me… Shit.

-Shit. -Who's that?

Somebody I don't wanna talk to right now.

Oh! It's your mom. Pick up.

I'm not.

You know she gonna keep calling, right?

Pick up the phone.

Shut up.

Hello.

-Charles? -Yeah.

Are you f… fucking Attorney Varney?

Mama, um…

Hello?

You wanna know the positions, or…

How… How you… How you… How you doing that?

Okay, Mama, don't make me hang up on you.

That… That's a…

That's a big nigga.

That's a big nigga.

And he a… He a fucking f…

Really, gay?

-Bye, Mama. -Who is on the bottom?

So…

Wanna take me home tonight?

I'm still deciding.

Well, what do I gotta do?

Mm.

We can go back and do some more.

Yeah.

Yeah, do a little twirl with a little…Yeah!

Now, the thermostat works on a remote over here.

We've also got some towels.

There's a toothbrush in the bathroom for you.

-Thank you. -Sure.

Oh shit!

Kimmie.

What the hell is going on?

Impressive, ain't it?

Yeah.

What is this?

I married him.

What?

I married Horace.

Wait, wait, wait. You… You and… and Horace are…

Well-- No, no, no.

He just doesn't want his sons to get his fortune.

But, yeah.

Nah, hold on. So… So you…

You and Horace are… are together, or you're a thing?

Okay, so long story.

I married him without a prenup,

Rain is losing her mind,

and he wants me to run the company.

Nah, you're not serious.

You are?

Yes.

So… So all this is… is yours?

Yeah, I guess.

What?

I know, it's a lot. It's a lot.

What the fuck is happening? Is this what I missed?

You missed a lot.

Wow.

He hates his sons that much.

He don't want them to have nothing.

So much that he'll give it to a stranger.

And his piece of ass.

I told you that ain't happening.

Angel, his dick don't work. You don't even have to worry about that.

I ain't fucking him.

-So cut that shit out. -Chill-- Relax, all right?

You've done worse for less.

So, what, he gave me this room 'cause you and him are--

He wants you to live here, stupid.

What?

Duh.

Well… So… So we're out from… from under Jules?

Yeah.

Well, what… what's he saying about this?

I don't know. I haven't talked to him.

Or my stepson.

Holy shit.

I know, it's… a lot to take in.

So we're living here now?

Looks like that.

I can't even process this shit, yo. This…

-Mrs. Bellarie. -Yeah?

Mr. Bellarie would like to see you in the master.

-Okay, I'll be right there. -Very well.

Mrs. Bellarie?

You heard it.

Get the fuck out of here.

I feel good, I look great

Push 'em all off And I shake my mane

Shake, shake, shake, shake Brush it off

Move what your momma gave you Ooh, ooh, ooh…

-Yo. -Yo, Trackson.

Shit, out here dealing with the bullshit.

-Remember Rain? -Yeah, yeah.

-What the fuck? -Man, I'm just working.

-I thought you were driving Kimmie. -I am.

-But you driving Rain? -Kimmie told me to.

-That's crazy. -Yeah.

Shit, I thought she was in the hospital.

Well, you see her.

That ass don't look too bad.

I guess not.

I don't wanna see that shit outside them clothes, though, ugh.

Push 'em all off And I shake my mane…

Shit. Rain. You look good.

Thank you.

Shit, bitch. That ass look good.

It's all fat. Hello?

What's been going on in here?

-They told me you was in the hospital. -I was.

Mm.

Damn, Daga said she did that ass too.

-It look all natural. Do a trick with it. -Let me ask you somethin'.

-Hm? -Where she at?

Who? Girl, Daga?

Yeah.

Girl, I don't know. Shit.

Where she be pumping at?

Girl, you know she be all over.

Well, who she trying to get to next?

Girl, Shake Shake over there trying to take Body's spot.

She trying to get that new girl to get it done.

Wait, wait. Where you going?

To talk to her.

Girl, uh-uh.

Ever since Body died, Shake Shake think she the shit.

Body ain't dead. She in the hospital.

No, she ain't.

Who told you that?

What?

Well, girl, if she is, that's fucked up.

Her family over there raising money for a funeral and shit.

They on that fake-ass shit.

Ain't that somethin', girl?

All right.

Wait. Don't go over there.

I got it, Felicia.

Wait, wait, wait. How Kimmie doing?

Bye, Felicia.

Bitch, I'm telling you. She can do it for you.

Yeah, she can do it.

Hey, Rain.

Hey.

Girl, look at her ass.

And she didn't have no before.

Hell, I didn't either. She can do it for you.

Hell yeah, she got you.

-I heard you almost died. -Oh, girl, I was just being dramatic.

I was in a little pain, but I'm good now.

-You sore? -A little bit.

-See? You can do it. -Shake Shake, to the stage!

Shake Shake, I think they calling you to the stage.

You seem a little nervous.

I'll tell you what. I'll go with you.

Support you while you get it done.

You will?

Yeah. I got you, girl.

She wants to do it tonight.

Tonight?

Oh, shit, let's do it.

You sure?

Girl, where she gonna be at?

She's at the You Can Stay Here motel.

That's where she did mine.

What time?

They're letting me off so I can get it done early.

That's perfect. Okay.

All right, yeah, you go on down there.

Um, just don't tell her I'll be there, and I'll meet you.

-Hey, do you think I could-- -How much you owe Jules again?

I don't even know.

They just keep running the numbers up.

Right. So you gotta do this.

Just go down there, and I'll meet you there later.

Okay.

You got a phone?

I'm gonna give you my number.

Text me when you get there.

Horace?

You wanted to see me?

Did I fall asleep?

Yeah.

Oh, um…

How long have you been standing there?

Not too long.

You don't have to sleep in this room.

-I figured. -No, there are plenty of other rooms.

How are you feeling?

Not good.

Can… Can I do anything for you?

Yeah.

You can start fucking trusting me.

I am trying.

Let me tell you something.

When I give…

Fuck.

When I give my word to something,

you can take it to the bank.

You don't have to run and shit and…

If you wanna leave, then just leave,

but leave through the front door.

Ain't nobody holding you here.

And when I'm dead…

this shit is all yours.

And if you don't take it…

well, they will.

Is that what you want?

I don't know--

You know what Roy did to you.

You told me.

Is that what you want?

Him to take it?

No.

Then get your fucking head in the game.

I hear you.

No.

You gotta do more than hear me.

The shit I've learned has taken me a lifetime to learn.

And if this shit don't work, then…

Then you're on your own.

I chose you…

because you're smart, ruthless,

and calculated.

You can read people. I know that.

That's why I chose you.

But you…

you gotta get yo shit together.

Okay.

But if you wanna leave, fucking leave.

I don't wanna leave.

You sure?

I just got scared when I heard about Angel.

They told me that you were the one that gave the word.

You understand what I'm saying?

I understand that.

Okay, then.

But I gotta ask you something.

How do you feel about Sylvie being here?

She's gotta go.

What?

She's got to go.

What does that mean?

I'm… I'm not gonna hurt her.

Oh, I know that.

You see that? That's what I mean.

She's too much of a liability. You wanna protect her too much.

Listen, you can't love anything or anybody in this seat.

You keep what you kill and want.

You worry too much about dying, then… then… then you will be killed.

This is the game.

Hunter and prey.

What are you saying?

Look… you, Rain, and Angel are protected in my will.

You gotta get Sylvie somewhere else until this addendum is done…

and she is added and protected.

Well… I want her to go to college.

Good.

Now, that's good.

Get that done.

Yeah. That's the play.

Yeah. Now you talking.

That's the play. Um…

I'm gonna be leaving in the morning,

and, uh, I want us to have breakfast before I go,

if I'm up to it.

Uh, I got a book that I… I wanna walk you through. Uh, get it.

It's… It's… It's in that box over there.

Now, this book will explain

how the company is divided and how it runs.

So I understand an organizational chart,

but… what I'm not understanding

is why the CEO and the COO have the same amount of shares

when one is clearly in charge.

Damn.

What?

That's because I was both.

But now that we're married,

you are the COO,

and we have equal shares.

Oh.

What do you know about business?

Just some stuff I read.

Well, shit.

Tell me more.

Well, okay, so, for one, this research and development, this is outdated.

Looks like the lot's full, nigga.

Ah, well, for you, Mr. Bellarie, hey, we got you.

Don't say my name, nigga.

Sorry, sir.

Uh, we got a spot for you up front.

I don't wanna be up front.

Okay. Uh, well, uh, you know, we got real privacy and VIP in the back.

And what's that mean?

Look, just go around back, okay? They have whatever you need.

Hey, girl!

I wanna see the girls first.

Well, the best way to do that is to come in.

Just park my car, nigga.

Yes, sir.

-Hey, girl! -Yo, what up, man? Holla at ya boy.

Come on, park the car.

-Mr. Bellarie. -The fuck you doing here?

Just working, man.

Look at that shit.

-Is Kimmie here? -No.

-You driving her, though, right? -Yeah, yeah.

I'm here with Rain.

-That bitch that was with her? -Yes, sir.

Where she at?

She's here somewhere.

-Need me to get her? -Nah, nah. I don't need you to get her.

So this is where Kimmie was working at, huh?

-Yes, sir. -This hood-ass shit?

Mm-hmm.

She a ghetto-ass bitch, I'll tell you that.

They got cameras in here?

Nah, just over the bar.

None in the VIP. Niggas film in there, we break their fucking fingers.

Good, 'cause if I see myself…

You won't, you won't.

Nigga, you'll have your fingers broken, nigga.

Yes, sir.

And I ain't got amnesia. You the motherfucker that got me served.

You lucky your motherfucking legs ain't broken.

Sorry about that, sir. Let me make it up to you.

You can't make shit up to me.

Hey! Hey!

Who's that?

That's Felicia.

I can get her in VIP for you.

Do that.

And, uh… get her.

-Definitely get her. -Yes, sir, right this way.

-What? -I'm leaving with him.

Yeah, okay.

Come on, man, we doing this.

-You still ain't told me what's inside. -I will, but it's in Indiana.

Look, I need y'all.

Nigga, who is "y'all"?

You and two others.

Shit. Yeah, I think--

-Look, if I get there-- -Nah. Mm-mm.

Look, I need pictures.

I'mma get you the pictures, but I know they got a safe.

Think you that good you can get him to tell you?

I don't gotta be that good. He over there getting fucked up.

I can get whatever I want out that nigga.

Yeah, all right.

All right, be ready.

Shit.

-What the hell is going on? -He's never here.

-Fucking crazy. -What's going on?

Man, fucking Jules ain't answering the phone.

Delinda got a son, talkin' about he wanna get in the office.

What?

Yeah. Yeah, man.

Shit. Does Jules know?

Well, I told him, and I also told him that Rain was here.

Yeah, I get it.

I tried to give him a call, but he's not answering. I guess he's asleep.

-Man, he never sleeps. -He must be doing something.

Shit. Man, we gotta figure this out.

Damn.

What?

This shit is--

Like nothing you've ever seen, huh?

-Yeah. -I know.

-Damn, and a pool? -Hey, hey, take your clothes off.

You like to jump right into it, don't you?

Let me take it all in first.

I can see myself living here.

The fuck are you doing here?

I was waiting on you.

-What… I have company. -I see him.

-Uh… should I leave? -Yes.

No, go and get naked behind the red doors. That's the bedroom.

Go.

Charles, what the fuck are you doin'?

What I always do. Why are you here?

I was dropping Mallory off. And I'm staying the night.

My father will see your car, so…

He's in the hospital.

-You know security will let him know. -I don't care.

I'm staying with you.

-Oh shit. We hit big with this one. -I ain't doing shit.

-Charles-- -Get your bum ass out my house.

I'm sick of yo shit.

-You ain't saying shit-- -I am sick of yo shit.

Get yo ass out my house with that tired--

Fuck you.

All right. All right, you drug addict.

You know what? I'm not gonna even fucking talk to you.

But if I leave your ass…

Go sit on that dick like you always do, bitch.

Y'all good?

Okay.

Hell yeah.

What are you doing?

Shit. I'm just checking out the house.

This shit is crazy.

Why are your clothes still on?

Can I at least take a shower or somethin' first?

You know what? You're right. You need to do that. Come on.

But… I don't wanna get this wet.

I know you want this.

You like this though, huh?

This is some pure shit.

-How'd you get this? -I told you I'm Colombian.

-You thought I was playing. -Shut up with that shit, man.

But hey, this place, though.

Hey, how about you show me how this shower work.

That's how it work.

Nice.

What was y'all arguing about out there?

Fuck him.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, is he… is he still here?

-Don't worry about it. He gone. -So it's just me and you?

-Why you asking all these questions? -Sorry, I just…

I ain't been in a place this nice before.

Can we at least play some music or somethin'?

Play some music.

Damn! Like that?

Hey.

Shower…

my bed.

Livin’ the highs and the lows In the ghetto

Doing what you got to

Hustlin' and smile everyday Like a workflow

Strong like…

Not sweet, she a freak, no love

I be showing that skin, I’m a baddie…

Yeah.

Stay geeked when the beat go up…

You like that?

You're all right.

Yeah, nigga.

Watch this.

Let me see what you got.

Mm, mm, mm, mm.

Oh, wow.

You like that?

Yeah, I know what you doing.

-Yeah. -Huh?

Yeah.

Matter of fact, kiss her right now.

Ooh.

Rain.

Roy's here.

-The son? -Yeah. You might wanna get out of here.

Fuck him.

Yeah, but you wanna be smart about this.

Well, I'm ready to go anyway. And I need to make a stop.

Let's go.

All right, let's go.

Not sweet, she a freak, no love

Pull a chick if I think she a baddie

Look like I was made in a lab Call me Sally

So you wanna tell me where we're going?

You'll see when we get there.

Okay.

Keep straight.

Make a left at that light.

Look, this is, uh…

What?

This is getting a little sketchy.

What, you scared?

No.

I just like to know what I'm walking into.

Well, you ain't walking into shit. You driving.

-Rain, I gotta protect you, all right? -You ain't gotta do that.

Look, if something happens to you, it's my ass.

How you figure?

Mr. Bellarie made it perfectly clear.

Something about you, Kimmie, and Angel being in the will.

Well, I'm fine.

Will you just let me know where we're going?

This bitch put a whole bunch of chemicals in my body,

told me she was a nurse and knew what she was doing.

-Daga. -Yeah, so you know about that.

Yeah, I know.

And now she trying to do it to another girl.

She gonna kill her, and I can't let that happen.

This is it right here.

Park back here.

So, what you gonna do?

Look, Alex,

I'm a real chill type of bitch.

I can be a little too trusting at times.

But when somebody fuck me over,

I can be a whole different beast.

Yeah, I think we all can be.

Some more than others.

This bitch tried to kill me.

Then they beat Kimmie's ass.

Now I'm hearing mixed shit about Body.

That bitch, she better pray she fucking dead.

'Cause what I got coming for her,

she gonna fucking wish she was.

There she go.

Yeah, that's her right there.

Hold on.

What? They gonna kill this girl.

Wait. There's four of them.

I can count.

So, what's your plan?

You just keep the car running.

Hold on. Hold on.

Do you have a weapon?

Shit. Yeah, that's cute. Put that shit back in your purse.

Let me show you how to do this.

I can prove my loyalty.

What that mean?

All right. This shit is blood in and blood out, right?

Let me show you.

Well, what you gonna do, Japanigga?

So, what, you just gonna walk in there and kill the bitch?

You just say the word.

I ain't the type to just hand over my enemies.

Well, let me just make sure you're safe then, all right?

What do you say?

Come on.

You're gonna be looking so good, okay? Here, drink this.

You're gonna be good.

I'm nervous.

They all are.

You don't got nothing to be nervous about.

I'm a nurse.

Yeah, I'm telling you. You seen me, and you seen Body.

I did all of 'em.

And you just saw Rain today.

What?

Rain?

Yeah, she was at the club.

What did she say?

I… I don't… I don't know.

-Who the fuck is that? -I don't know.

-It's Rain. Open the door. -What the hell?