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You know not to play games with me.

When I find her, I'm gonna bring her straight to you.

Stay here until I get ahold of your sister, okay?

Stay here.

Stupid motherfucker jumped.

I don't have nothing left.

I want my sister.

And if you did anything to her,

you may as well just fucking kill me right now.

You gonna keep fucking lying to me

over and over again.

I can't fucking stand you.

-[Kimmie] You found her? -Yeah. Hurry the hell up.

No, I'm on my way. Where is she?

["Play to Win" by Max Mill playing]

[people chattering indistinctly]

["Play to Win" continues playing over speakers]

[patrons cheering]

What happened to you?

[sighs] That damn Kimmie.

-I'm gonna kill that bitch. -Shit.

Not if Jules gets to her first.

She fucked up my car.

-Shit. -Yeah.

Don't worry about it.

-You sure her sister didn't leave? -Nah.

Then that means she in here somewhere.

You think?

Well, if she didn't leave, she must be in here somewhere, you know?

I'll find her.

Yo, watch that nigga.

Come on.

["Play to Win" continues playing over speakers]

[patrons chattering indistinctly]

-[Roy groans] -Where does it hurt?

[Roy groans]

My whole back, but it's really--

[groans] Really my lower back. [inhales]

[exhales] I feel like shit. [chuckles]

-Well, you had a really bad fall. -Yeah, obviously, doc.

So can I get some medication for the pain, please?

-Well, we've already given you-- -[Roy] Hey, look, look.

I'm hurt.

So can you just do what I ask? Please?

Mr. Bellarie, we've given you quite a bit already.

I have a low pain tolerance.

Oh, Roy.

Tell the doctor the truth about your drug problem.

[tense music playing]

-What'd you just say? -I'm sorry.

I wasn't supposed to say anything.

-He has rules. -[chuckling] She's a joke, see?

You know, and all the opioids that he takes, nothing works anymore.

So, doctor, I advise that you don't give him shit.

You are such a bitch, you know?

-Look at the drugs talking. Sweetheart. -[Roy chuckling] She's comedy.

-And then he becomes delusional. -Ah.

That's what happens when he has withdrawal.

[chuckling] You know, I will--

What you gonna do but sit in that bed and not do shit?

[tense music continues]

Does she have to be here, doc?

[Mallory] Of course I do, honey.

I'm your wife.

-I love you. -Go home, Mallory.

I'm not going home without you, sweetheart.

You're really saying all this shit in front of her, huh?

-Yes. It's HIPAA law. -[Roy scoffs]

She can't say shit either.

You know, as a matter of fact, I'll leave.

Uh, no, sir, I really can't advise that at this time.

-We haven't gotten all your test results. -I'm fine.

-Sir, please, just-- -Excuse me. [grunts]

Dr. Justly?

With all due respect,

my greedy-ass father, he built this wing in this damn hospital,

so if I wanna leave, I will go when I please.

-Unless… -[Roy grunts]

[breathing heavily]

Unless what?

Unless, Roy, we keep you here,

so this lovely doctor can help you with your substance abuse.

-You wouldn't dare. -I would dare.

[tense music continues]

So why don't you be kind to this lovely woman and let her help you?

Mallory,

get the fuck out of here, please.

Sweetheart, are you begging?

-Yeah, I am. -I don-- Okay.

I don't want you to beg. I will go home. It's getting late.

-Oh, thank God. -It's getting late.

-He hears my prayers. -God is good.

-Doctor-- -[Roy] Yes, thank you.

-Please take good care of my husband. -[Roy sighs deeply]

-Okay, sweetheart. -Shit.

[Mallory] I love you.

[Roy] Mm.

[kisses]

-[Roy] Mm. -[Mallory sighs]

[Roy] Ah.

-[sighs deeply] She's sick. -[door opens]

-[door closes] -Do you hate your husband?

I have a wife that I love.

That's gross. Um…

Look, I just need to get out of here, man. [groans]

-It's only going to get worse. -[Roy groans]

-So maybe you should stay-- -So, so, so, so…

[breathing heavily]

So just give me some medication, then, doc, please.

Thank you.

[sighs] The only reason you're able to move this well

is because of the pain medication.

[Roy exhales sharply]

[pensive music playing]

What would your password be?

This shit…

Hey.

-He's down the hallway. -I came as soon as I could.

Yeah, well…

Well, if he's down there, where you going?

Home. I'm tired of babysitting.

Mallory.

Who is she?

What you gonna do if I tell you who she is?

You know I like to let out my frustration every once in a while.

-Go home. -Hm.

-Who is she, Jules? -I'll tell you tomorrow.

[Mallory sighs]

It's all right. I'mma find out myself.

[door closes]

[suspenseful music playing]

[phone rings]

♪ All this money is what I choose ♪

♪ Get it all… ♪

I thought you'd be in bed.

Hey, what's the name of that club that you wanted to take me to?

Delinda's Dolls and Dudes.

Hm. You still there?

Yes, I am.

-Hey, stay there. I'm on my way. -Okay, bet.

[phone beeps]

-[Mallory sighs] -Are you ready?

Yes. Look, take me to this address.

You sure you wanna go there?

Why are you asking me that?

I mean, the neighborhood's kind of sketchy.

Aren't you a bodyguard?

Okay. Okay.

Then guard my fucking body.

Yes, ma'am.

-[phone ringing] -[Varney inhales]

[sniffles]

[phone beeps]

-[Horace on phone] Varney. -Sir.

Wake up.

I'm up.

You're lyin'.

[grunts] I'm sitting up, sir.

I need a judge tomorrow at my house.

Yes, sir.

And I need you and the whole legal team.

And make sure you have, uh, a video set up.

Okay.

Do you need me to, uh, call Judge Harold as well?

Oh no. No, no, no. Now listen to me.

I need another judge

that the family does not know.

[tense music playing]

Yes, sir.

-Well, get it done. -Hey, is everything all right?

Yeah.

Uh, sir, I was, uh, wondering if you, uh--

You got something to say, say it.

If you had a chance to speak with your son.

Which son?

Roy.

About what?

Well, he accused me of some things that aren't true.

Stop beating around the bush and tell me.

He accused me of having an affair with your daughter-in-law, Mallory.

Did he?

Yeah.

But it's not true.

I know it's not true.

Thank you, sir.

You wanna know why I know it's not true?

Well, because of my integrity, and…

Also, you know your daughter-in-law wouldn't do that.

[scoffs] You wanna believe that?

Excuse me, sir?

Varney, I don't miss a thing.

And even when you're not speaking, you're talking.

[phone beeps]

[sighs]

-Well, well, well, look who it is. -[door closes]

-Mm-mm. -Hear you're jumping out of windows.

-She pushed me out of a window. -Yeah, I know.

-Mm-hm. -I know.

I'm gonna kill that bitch, Jules. Mm-hm.

[Jules] Mm-mm. Mm-mm.

-I got it. -No, no, no, you don't got it.

You don't. Did you just hear what I said? She pushed me out of a fucking window.

-Just relax. -No, I'm-- I'm-- [grunts]

[groans, inhales]

[exhales]

You always tell a nigga to relax, Jules.

I'm not gonna relax. You set this shit up.

You said she was gonna be just like Gillian. That's what you said.

-Roy-- -And-- No, no, no.

And you said she was gonna work at the office. You set this shit up.

-Listen-- -And now--

No, and now Gillian,

she's… she's being all slutty and being all over me and shit at the office now.

Listen, I know you all hyped up, but please.

Please.

Oh shit.

[groans, inhales]

[exhales, inhales]

[exhales] She hurt me.

[tense music playing]

Look…

I just know what I'm saying, Jules.

I know you do.

Where is she?

We got our eyes on her.

Bring her to me.

-I wanna push her ass out of a window. -[Jules chuckles]

[sighs]

Well…

Well what?

-[Roy groans] -Got a better idea.

[Roy groans, breathing heavily]

No, you don't. You always got an idea. But you know what?

I'm all ears. What is it?

-How about you give her to your wife? -Nigga, are you nuts?

-Are you nuts? -I mean, Mallory wants her.

You know what she'll do when she gets her.

Nah.

I wanna do to her what she did to me.

Come on. Roy, you got to be reasonable.

No. No, no. Did you hear what I just said?

Make it happen.

After all I've done? After all the shit that I done got you out of, huh?

Nigga, what is you sayin'?

I'm saying that you need to trust me on this.

[chuckles]

Are you blackmailing me?

Don't get paranoid.

[scoffs] "Don't get paranoid." [chuckles]

You know you sound just like Mallory with that bullshit.

Come on. I mean, think about it.

Mallory can get her better than we can.

How you figure?

Because she just can, okay?

And you-- You need to keep your nose clean.

I mean, come on, I literally just got the hit-and-run covered.

But you know what she did, though, Jules.

-Yeah, I know, but-- -Then bring her--

[chuckling]

Bring her to me, please.

Okay?

All right, how about this? [clears throat]

[groans, inhales]

[breathing heavily]

How about I give her to you…

then I give her to Mallory.

You know what?

Let Mallory have her first, and then bring her to me.

[exhales, kisses teeth]

She goes to Mallory, you think you'll have anything left?

I don't give a shit what's left. Just do what I say, Jules, please.

Okay.

Go find her now.

[chuckles]

I mean, you okay?

I'm fucking furious.

Go find her.

Yeah. I mean, I'd be furious if I… fell out the window. I mean, damn.

-Mm. Hm. -But you're looking good. I got it.

You got jokes, nigga.

[tense music playing]

[man 1] No shit. She tried to ride that nigga.

I know, right?

[man 1] Shit, I mean, damn, like…

Yo, that's his ex-wife, bro.

[man 2] But, nigga, why she so mad?

[man 1] I guess, uh, that nigga cut her off, bro.

-[man 2] Damn. -[man 1] Now she coming at that nigga.

[man 2] But, nigga, she took down three of our soldiers.

[man 1] Nah, nigga, four.

-[man 2] Four? -[man 1] Yeah, she shot Tony, bro.

[man 2] What?

[man 1] Yeah. Yeah, she cold-blooded, for real.

[man 2] Damn.

[man 1] Now, look, she like 'em young, and she call you now.

-[Norman] Mm. -[man 2] I ain't going there.

[man 1] Don't say…

-Yo, who they talking about? -They talking about my sister-in-law.

Oh wow.

That bitch tried to rob my brother.

Is that what they sayin'?

Yeah. Damn.

What?

She got money.

[exhales] Man, maybe not enough.

Well, you got to know her, man. She wants to put it on a nigga's ass.

So, what you want me to do with this?

I want you to find Debo.

Oh, we know where that nigga hang out.

You find him, you give me a call, okay?

I'm all over it.

I wanna see if Jules is lying to me.

[scoffs] Oh, you know I hope he is.

Why?

'Cause I can't stand that nigga.

[Norman chuckling]

Well, you find Debo, okay?

Oh, and if they haven't killed that nigga,

we will find his ass.

[Norman] Hm.

For his sake, he'd be better off dead.

I'll get to you.

You do that.

So will you do me a favor?

What's that?

Just get Jules off my ass.

I can't stand working in that fucking club.

I'll take care of Jules.

You just find Debo.

I got it.

All right.

-[Norman chuckles] -[engine starts]

[pensive music playing]

[music fades]

-Better tell me something. -[Trackson sighs]

She's not there.

Well, we haven't found her.

Shit.

But Angel is there. We think he did something to her sister.

What do you mean?

[sighs]

We don't know where she is.

-Did she leave? -No.

All right, then she's there. She's got to be somewhere.

-Yes, I-- I know that-- -All right, then find the sister.

-Okay. -And then you gonna find her. All right?

-Okay, okay. We're on it. -So get on it.

We're on it, man. Shit.

[tense music playing]

[Trackson sighs]

[Rain exhales deeply]

Kimmie?

No, uh, she left.

No.

I was trying to wake you up.

Were you touching my wounds again?

Oh, no, no, no.

Good. That shit hurt.

Uh… I know. Uh…

Look, um…

So tell me where she is.

Man, I don't know what you're talking 'bout.

I know that you're, uh…

You're a bad bitch, and that you ain't ever gonna…

tell on your girl, but, uh…

I'm trying to help her.

You can't help Kimmie when she mad.

I see that.

She just wanna get her sister back.

Yeah, I know.

No, you don't know.

She felt so terrible leaving that girl at their house.

She couldn't take care of her.

She was a kid.

[Rain sighs]

I told her that a million times.

So… she went to look for her?

Probably.

Where would she go?

[exhales]

Come on.

She would probably go to the club.

You sure?

That's who took her, people there.

Okay.

You really didn't know that?

No.

I told you that.

And I told her that.

Yeah.

That's where she would go.

Okay.

Don't let nothing happen to her.

[Horace exhales sharply]

I'm trying not to.

Look, I've been telling people about you.

So if you're trying to fuck me over…

Hey, I'm not.

Will you please just help her?

[gentle piano music playing]

Please?

[exhales deeply]

[door opens]

[door closes]

[dialing]

-[line ringing] -[exhales]

[phone rings, beeps]

Hello?

Hey. Where you at?

[Kimmie] Sitting outside the club.

[sighs] Don't go in there.

Angel called me and told me Sylvie's in there.

No, what?

All right, well, wait.

For what?

Don't get mad.

I just told that old man that you're there.

Rain, I don't trust him.

[sighs]

Well, this will show it, right?

[sighs] Shit.

Just call him.

I don't have that nigga's number.

You got my phone. Look in there. He gave it to me.

I don't--

You gotta start trusting somebody, Kimmie.

Not when everybody wants something from me.

But you're in a lot of shit right now.

And I can't be out there with you.

Just call him.

Okay.

Call him now.

All right.

-Kimmie… -Rain, you gotta let me think.

Girl, enough thinkin'.

-Do you want your sister back? -Yes.

Well, call him.

Just give me a second.

[exhales]

Fine.

Look, I'mma call you back.

[kisses teeth]

-You ain't gonna call me. -I will call you back.

All right.

Bye.

[sighs]

["R.N.H." by Baha Bank$ plays over speakers]

[patrons clamoring]

Mrs. Bellarie.

Hi.

Uh, what-- What's going on?

-She's looking for her brother-in-law. -Brother-in-law?

-Yeah. -Never mind. I see him.

-No, stay here. I got it. -No, I'm going with you.

I said, stay here.

Yes, ma'am.

-What the fuck, Calvin? -I know.

-Shit, does Jules know? -I sent him a text.

Shit. I need to call him.

Yeah, you better.

Fuck. Shit.

["R.N.H." continues playing]

[Charles] Mm. Mm.

-[patrons chattering loudly] -[Charles] Mm-mm.

Mm, mm. Mwah. Mwah. Mwah.

Mm.

Damn.

-You're really here. -Of course I am.

I didn't think you was gonna come.

Why? A lady has to get out every once in a while.

I see.

You want a drink?

No, I just wanna watch.

Uh, you looking the wrong way.

No, I'm looking the right way.

You into girls?

No, I'm not into girls at all.

Okay.

Well, that makes two of us.

But your motherfucking brother is.

-Ooh, don't I know it. -Yeah, I'm sure you do.

Did he…

Yeah, he did.

[Charles laughing]

-One of these girls? -One of these hos.

Her name is Kimmie.

-Mm. -You know who she is?

Does it look like I'm running after anything feminine?

I need to find her.

["I Fell In Love" by Rxalu Loaded playing]

-Mallory? -What? You know what? I'll be right back.

["I Fell In Love" continues playing]

-Hey. -Hey.

-Is Kimmie here? -[Felicia] Kimmie?

Wait.

You look so familiar.

Is Kimmie here?

Nah, she ain't here.

[gasps] You that lady from the perm box.

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh. Don't do that.

Okay.

-When will she be here? -I don't know.

She was supposed to be here hours ago.

Is she always late?

She not supposed to be.

[Mallory] Mm-hm.

-You have her number? -I don't like that bitch.

Oh, you don't?

Look, I'm tryin' to make this money.

And if you ain't got none for me, I gotta go.

["I Fell In Love" continues playing]

You wanna tell me what's going on?

I just did.

I'm gonna stay a little longer.

Okay.

Well, you enjoy looking over there.

'Cause the boy action is over here.

[clicks tongue]

Whoo-hoo!

["I Fell In Love" continues playing]

If you don't get the fuck away from me…

[dramatic music playing]

Angel…

-Move and I'll blow your brains out. -Oh my God.

Shit.

[Kimmie sighs]

What are you doing?

My sister is in there.

[Horace sighs]

[breathes deeply]

I know that.

Yeah, Rain told you.

Yes.

[sighs] But Angel's not answering his phone now, so…

Uh, well, listen, don't worry about it.

Shit. I'll go in there, and I'll…

-I'll bring her out. -How are you gonna do that?

Well, I'll tell 'em to bring 'em out to my truck.

No, that's not gonna work.

Because when you go back there, they don't let you leave with nobody.

I have ways of being persuasive.

No disrespect to you, but I don't think that's gonna work in this situation.

Look, Kimmie,

you are gonna have to start trusting somebody.

There is no way that she's getting out of there without me.

[Kimmie exhales]

Okay.

-Okay. -All right.

So when you get in contact with him,

tell Angel my truck is parked in the back.

-But Angel's not answering right now. -He--

You will contact him. He will answer.

And when he does, let him know where my truck is.

-Okay? -Okay.

-He knows my truck, right? -Yeah, he does.

Okay.

Okay. [sighs]

[line ringing]

Come on, Angel, pick up.

-[sighs] -[car door closes]

["I Go" by Duke Dupree plays over speakers]

[patrons chattering loudly]

[speaking indistinctly]

[door closes]

["I Go" continues playing in the background]

[dialing]

Angel, what the fuck?

[Angel on phone] I know. I've been on stage. They're watching me.

-Where is she? -I got her.

Horace is in the back.

-What? -Yes, he wants her.

Did he ask for her by name, or…

No. Oh shit. What-- What are they calling her?

-I don't know! -Shit.

Look, they're mad as hell at me. I have to get off this phone.

I gotta-- I gotta get her outside. You have to get her outside, Angel.

Okay, I'm-- I'm gonna do it.

Text me the name that they're calling her when you find out

so that he can ask for her specifically.

Okay.

Go!

-Horace is in the back now? -Yes!

Okay!

Get her out, Angel.

-Okay. Okay. -Get her to him.

[phone beeps, clicks]

Fuck.

["By Any Means" by Quise B playing in the background]

[guard] Hey, yo. Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo.

-What's up? -Hey, you know me.

-Yeah, but it's 600 to park back here. -Six--

Nigga, last time it was 500.

Yeah, cost of business, nigga. Give me the fucking money.

Damn. Shit.

[money rustling]

A'ight. A'ight, what do you want?

Something, uh… fresh and young.

Young and fresh? Yeah. [chuckles]

Shit, young gonna be another thousand.

Look, man, I ain't got that much. All I got is 300.

Well, give it-- Give it here, shit.

A'ight. Go find somewhere to park. Go on.

["By Any Means" continues playing]

[dog barking in the distance]

[siren wailing in the distance]

[people chattering indistinctly]

[baby crying]

You can leave.

-You know who I am? -[door closes]

I'm sorry.

Sorry about what?

I hit that woman.

You hit the woman?

Yeah, I was-- I was high, and…

-Are you high right now? -No.

You look high.

Look, Jules, uh--

Jules?

[unsettling music playing]

Oh shit.

You're not Jules.

No.

Okay.

I didn't tell nobody.

Tell nobody what?

What I did.

What did you do?

I hit that woman, and--

You hit the woman?

Yes.

Are you sure?

I was driving too fast.

Where did you hit her?

[unsettling music continues]

On the road.

[chuckles] On the road?

Yeah, it was-- It was dark.

Where were you going?

I-- I didn't know. I-- I was lost.

So you were lost on a private road?

[chuckles] Look, man, I rob people.

I got a problem.

[chuckles]

[unsettling music continues]

So you did it.

Are you sure?

Ye--

Yes, man.

I told you that.

So, what did Jules do?

Jules?

He let me go.

He didn't try to kill you?

[laughing] No.

That's-- That's crazy.

Why is that crazy?

He wouldn't kill me.

Why not?

Oh shit.

What?

-Oh shit, you heard. -Heard what?

Look, I didn't say nothin'.

You was in the house. I didn't say nothin'.

Do you know why I'm here?

You wanna see if I talk.

Yeah.

[dramatic sting]

Look, I swear I didn't say nothin'.

You-- Tell Jules, man. Tell Jules I swear I didn't say nothin'.

Yeah.

Okay.

We gonna see how much you can talk.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Please, please, please.

I'll be good. I'll be good.

What you gonna do with all that shit, man?

We're gonna have a real conversation.

Wait, wait. Wait.

I'm telling you the truth. Please.

Please.

[tense music continues]

Wait, please. Please. I'm telling you the truth.

I'm telling…

I'm telling you the truth.

Please.

[music intensifies]

["Look At This" by Litty Kitty plays over speakers]

I don't think she's coming.

Who?

Come on, we should go home. The sun will be up soon.

Mm, I'm having a good time.

Charles, let's go.

-You know-- -Nope.

[clicking fingers]

Come on, Charles, let's go.

Calvin, you so cute.

To the car.

No, no, no, I need to drive my car, okay?

These motherfuckers will steal it if I leave it here.

That is not gonna happen.

Look, look, I can't leave my car, okay?

You should have thought about that before your ass got drunk.

-Come on. -[Calvin] Come on.

-We'll have someone drive it home. -Are you sure?

'Cause they might get shot up.

[laughing]

-We'll figure that out. Come on. -Wait. Wait, Calvin, for real.

-Don't-- Don't leave my car, okay? -Yeah.

["Look At This" continues playing]

[patrons cheering]

-[Dustin] Leaving so soon? -Yes.

Let me come home with you.

-Give me your number. -All right.

Here.

-Really? -You are a cock-block.

[Mallory] Hey.

Hey.

I got something for you.

Here.

Damn! What's this for?

I want you to tell me everything you know about Kimmie.

Shit, okay.

-Tell me absolutely everything. -[Felicia] Okay.

Everything you tell me, I'll give you a grand.

What I get for a picture?

Let me see it.

That's her right there.

Okay.

Hold up, hold up. Where my other grand at?

You got it.

["Look At This" continues playing in the background]

[Angel] Shit. Fucking Sylvie. God.

[dramatic music playing]

[Angel groans]

-What the fuck? -That's for playing them fucking games.

I'm sorry, man. I was fucking looking for my shit, bro.

-What you doing? -Get your ass in here.

-[Angel] Dude, that the fuck-- -Get the fuck in there.

-[Trackson sighs] -[keys jangling]

[Angel] Bro.

[sighs]

-Is she ready? -Yeah.

Get her ass out there.

Andy said he wanted her out back.

Somebody asked for her?

Not by name. They just want somethin' young.

Get her ass out there, then.

Come on, bitch.

-Please-- -Yo, get the fuck off me.

All that shit your sister did to me?

You're going. And I hope they fuck your little ass up.

-Fuck out of here. -[Felicia] Come on.

[keys jangling]

Bitch.

["Dough" by Balance plays in the background]

Where he at?

-Yeah, he in that green truck. -[Sylvie exhales]

-Is he gonna like her? -Shit, I don't know.

-Come on. -Please-- Please let me go.

[Felicia] Girl, you in this shit, and you ain't getting out.

So get it together.

I don't-- I don't wanna do this.

-Shut up, bitch. -[Sylvie crying]

I'mma tell you now,

if they hear you cryin', it's only gonna get worse.

I don't wanna do this.

Well, it's a first time for everythin'.

I can't do this. Please.

Girl, you want somethin' to help you calm down?

No.

Then shut the fuck up before I beat yo ass.

Now come on.

Get in, bitch.

You got one hour with her.

And if you go over, you gonna have to pay him extra.

Is she okay?

[kisses teeth] She fine.

It's an act.

She like to pretend like she hurtin'.

I know how you old daddies like that.

She gonna be good.

And if she not, let Andy know.

I'll come back and get her lil ass together.

[Horace] Okay.

[Felicia] A'ight.

You okay?

[Sylvie breathing shakily]

-Hey, you all right? Huh? -No, please don't. [crying]

No, no. Hey, hey, hey.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

Please don't.

I'm not-- I'm not gonna hurt you.

[Sylvie inhales]

[phone clicks, beeps]

[line rings]

I got her.

Can I talk to her?

Okay. Let me put you on speaker.

-Here. -[Sylvie whimpers]

-No. -It's your sister.

No.

Sylvie. Sylvie, it's-- It's me.

It's me.

-Kimmie? -Yeah.

[sniffles] Kimmie, they're hurting me.

[gasps] I'm gonna get you out of there. I'm gonna get you out, okay?

They won't let me leave.

He's gonna help you leave, okay? Just stay with him.

Okay.

I love you, Sylvie.

I love you too. I'm sorry.

No.

-I'm so sorry. -No, this is not your fault.

I'm sorry.

[crying] Why are they treating me like this?

Let me talk to him. I'mma help you get out there.

-[Sylvie crying] -I'm gonna get you out, I promise.

-Yeah. -Horace.

Can you just drive out?

-I can't just-- I can't just leave. -Please.

I will do anything.

Just get her out of there.

They're not gonna let me just pull out of here.

Start the car.

What?

Just start the car,

and when I get back there, you speed out.

Oh, Kimmie, come on.

I mean it, Horace.

Okay, I'll try.

Start the fucking car!

[engine starts]

["GNT" by Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs]

[tires screeching]

[people clamoring]

[glass shattering]

[Jules] What the hell is going on? Huh?

Get your ass out here, huh?

Yeah.

Yeah, there you go. Huh?

-[Kimmie whimpers] -Oh yeah, now we gonna have some fun.

-Jules. -Get your ass up!

-And get in the motherfucking club. -[Kimmie grunting]

Bitch.

Get your ass up these stairs.

[Kimmie grunting]

Yeah. Uh-huh.

Get your ass in there.

[dramatic music playing]

[music fades]