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- Last time
on "Jupiter Jones"...

- Wow.

So it was you.

Jupiter Jones.

- Look, I'm supposed to be
America's princess.

I can't let this get out.

- I would never tolerate
that kind of behavior

in my law firm.

- You have reached
a whole new low.

- Jupiter, listen, we
have 48 hours, that's it.

- Maybe you should
have been afraid.

- Where are you exactly?

Text me the room
number and do not move.

I'm on my way to you now.

Don't move!

- So he escaped
during medical leave.

He could have masterminded
this by himself.

- They killed a prison guard,
and another one is in ICU.

This guy is out for blood.

He's gonna try to hunt you
down, and I cannot allow that.

- Well, we can't hide.

We're gonna have
to smoke him out.

Otherwise, we can't do our work.

And our clients?

We're not hiding like
we're some cowards.

- You know I will follow you
to the ends of the Earth.

I will.

But if he didn't
plan this alone,

then we have other people to
worry about in the darkness.

We cannot take that chance.

We need to get out
of town for a minute.

- No!

Absolutely not.

And let our clients down?

We stay.

I'll be careful, but we stay.

- And we're gonna
need extra manpower.

- Okay.

But nothing too crazy.

I don't wanna attract attention.

But I trust you.

- I will protect you, Jupiter.

- Will you now?

- ♪ I don't got it
all planned out ♪

♪ But you know ♪

♪ I just watch it all pan out ♪

♪ 'Cause I know that
you know, you know ♪

♪ Covered in this
life until forever ♪

♪ I don't got it all
planned out, but you know ♪

♪ I just want it all pan out ♪

♪ 'Cause I know, I know, she
know, you know, you know ♪

♪ Covered in this
life until forever ♪

♪ I know you know,
you know, you know ♪

♪ Covered in this
life until forever ♪

- How much we got?

How much we got?

- Will you please stop
clocking my funds?

- Wait, it's ours.
I was the one that...

- Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Hold on.

Who put this whole
thing together?

Me!

Thank you very much.

- Is this it?

- Sheila, this is
like any business.

There are administrative
costs, overhead.

I gave you the net profit,
EBITDA.

- Net profits?

EBITDA?

Bitch, you try and play me...

- Don't ever put your
finger in my face.

Now go on and get high.

Or play with yourself.

Whatever the fuck
you need to do.

And by the way,
you're gonna have to be

paying for half of this room.

It's coming out in your hand.

- I'm not doing this.

- Okay, fine with me.

But you know, I'll probably
have to call the cops.

If I'm not mistaken,
they'll probably take your

little white ass back to jail.

For what?

Prostitution.

Oh my god, I'm
sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Listen, Miss Thing, I'll be
back in a couple of hours.

Oh, do me a little favor.

Can you go brush your teeth?

Hygiene is key.

- Okay.

- That's my girl.

- Leron, what are
you doing here?

- Grandma, I told you
I was gonna come back.

- It's been six months.

You know
how it be out here.

I'm hustling, getting business.

- Just like your granddaddy.

Good for nothing but gab.

All that man had for
me was a hard piece

of meat and a sad story.

Great lover, but a sorry man.

Just like you.

- Grandma, now go on
ahead with all of that.

I'm a good man.

And I'm gonna prove it to you.

- How?

You haven't even finished
paying the bills over here.

They say they're gonna
put me out on the 30th.

You said it was covered.

- Do you know how little bit of
an artist makes off streaming?

It's a joke.

I'm... I'm getting robbed
out here every day!

Like I
said, a sad story.

- Listen, just give me a little
bit more time, all right?

A couple more days,
I'm gonna get you

in a much, much better place.
I promise.

- You were wrong.

And I'll believe
it when I see it.

Now, if you will excuse
me, we are about to start

the movie matinee.

And I think I might get
a chance to see Denzel

get a whippin' in Glory.

Now, that's a real man.

- Is Jupiter Jones'
law office still here?

- Sorry, sir.

That office moved some time ago.

It's no longer here.

- Just one call, and
I'll fight for it all.

- Okay, boss.

So we have about 10
different law enforcement

agencies hunting for Brodie.

Apparently, he's already visited

about two of his old homies
to talk about the old days.

Plus, the double homicide.

They're tracking him.

He used a stolen credit
card to get Chipotle.

He is public enemy number one.

- Yes, those damn chicken
burritos will make

you risk going back to prison.

Any alerts around the office?

- Nope.

Nothing yet.

Just a homeless fistfight
in front of the office

over the last Newport.

But that's about all.

- Okay.

Well, Kellan has
security beefed up.

And when I say
beefed up, I mean it.

Keep me posted.

I have to make a stop.

- Okay, boss.

Stay cool.

- You are going in my bedroom.

Oh, you must be new.

I haven't seen you before.

A lot of chocolate.

Sweet chocolate.

- Ain't you fresh, Ms. Carmen?

- Look at you!

And you know my name.

Look at that.

- Back in my day, I would
have given you a good workout.

I bet you would.

- Okay, well, thank you
for taking care of us.

- Back in the day, were
you the adventurous type?

- What do you think?

- Mm... I have no
question in my mind.

- Oh, they had to make new rules

in the state of Mississippi
because of the things me

and my crew got into.

Well,
it's never too late.

- What are you talking
about, my chocolate friend?

- How about we blow this joint
and catch a matinee?

You get $3 off, and the
ice cream cone is on me.

You sure know
how to tempt a girl.

- Let's make them change
the rules about this place

because of you, too.

No.

I think I should stay.

I'm already on
thin ice as it is.

- Oh.

I'll let you drive.

- Okay!

You got yourself
a deal, young man.

Let's blow this joint.

- So let me get this straight.

You guys are third
cousins somehow,

and you've been working
for him for about...

four years?

- Yeah.

His mom was married to my
cousin for about a year.

I mean, my mom hates his
mama, but, uh, we stay cool.

- Mm.

What a tangled web.

But, you know, blended families
are the norm these days.

I mean, we're all jumbled
up in love most of the time.

Most of the time.

- Mm.

So word around town is that
you and he are no longer cool.

Not loving cuzzo
as much anymore?

- Well, uh, there's
only but so much

love you can have for
someone you work for that's

a psychopathic narcissist.

And a violent one at that.

- Yes, I read your
medical records.

Blunt trauma to the head?

Eeh!

Ouch.

What kind of love is that?

- Dude is crazy.

His music is going downhill.

His money is getting low.

I mean, I haven't
been paid in months.

I mean, I got a baby on the way.

I mean, it's a lot going on.
- Yeah.

Yeah.
No, I know.

Well, you got two strippers
pregnant, actually.

But little do you
know that Tanya

Alisay Washington just had a
procedure done three days ago.

So now you're just down to one.

- Oh, fuck.

- Cut the crap, JP.

You know you're
happy about that.

But I'm
here because I believe

that we can help each other.

Since you're about to
be a daddy and all,

the days of you being broke
and having your skull cracked

should probably be behind
you, don't you think?

- Okay.

Okay.

I'm all ears.

- That's what I thought.

- Mm.

- Ooh, with cherries on top.

You're a good man, a sweet man.

- Now, we wouldn't wanna ruin
that beautiful blouse now,

would we?

- I was known for my
style back in the day.

Mm, I took a lot
of fashion risks.

One time, I showed up at
the Mississippi State Fair

in a turtleneck in
the summer

and a mini skirt
high as my navel.

Now, needless to
say, Pastor Groman

wasn't too pleased about
that, but he was looking.

And I had these
stallion legs that

could kick a mule to sleep.

- I bet you did.

- Oh, I did.

- We gonna burn in hell
for some of the things

we do at this office.

Almost got my money right.

- You're late.

I don't do late.

- Well, you're
still here, bitch.

- Mm.

- I don't do late.

But more importantly,
I don't do disrespect.

Now take it back.

Take it back!
- Oh!

Okay, okay, okay.

I... I take it back.

I take it back.

- But now that we're done with
those unpleasant formalities,

how about we get
down to business?

- You snuck up on
me with that one.

- Business.

- It's my number.

I ain't budging.

- That's a pity.

It's men like you that make
it hard for women like me.

You took advantage
of that young girl,

but you couldn't stop there.

No, you had to keep going.

- Look, she did what
she did, all right?

She looked dead in the camera.

That's on her.

I ain't budging.

- Okay.

How about we give you a
taste of your own medicine?

- Yeah.

What if we take
advantage of someone

who has a little less
information than what

the situation calls for?

That should be okay, right?

Is that okay?

- The fuck are
you talking about?

- Oh.

Ah.

- This is fun, isn't
it, Ms. Carmen?

- Yes.

Mm.

Mm!

- Ah-ah!

See now, we would
be wrong, right?

She ain't in this.

She ain't got nothing
to do with this.

I'll call the law on y'all.

Will you now?

Now we both know
you won't do that.

Now, out of the
kindness of my heart,

I'm going to make
you an offer...

five million, today, in crypto.

- I gotta think about that.

- Oh, please.

I'm also gonna need
my IT staff to just

scrape your cloud and all the
other devices that you have.

And just in case you
sent it to someone else,

we wanna make sure we
wipe that clean, too.

Or...

- there's no deal.
- No.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

I call y'all bluff.

You ain't gonna hurt her.

Y'all ain't built like that.

- Mm-hmm.

Ten.

10, that's my final offer.

Take it, you lowlife,
degenerate, washed-up rapper.

Just peddling violence and
criminality to our culture.

You have no value, so take
the money like the filth

that you are.

Answer me, now!

- They made of steel.

You never gonna outsmart me.

- You are just the
sweetest thing.

Hello, boss lady.

- Hey, Kellan?

We need to go to plan B.

- Say no more.

- This is Jupiter.

Leave a message at the
beep, but I would recommend

sending an email or text.

Thank you.

And no confidential info on
voicemail, email, or text.

Thanks again.

- Uh, can I help you?

- Ah.

Looky here.

- Uh, who are you, ma'am?

And how... how did
you get back here?

- Well, I had to sweet
talk that guard back there.

I showed him some baby
pictures of Jupiter and I,

and I told him I was
coming to surprise her.

Now, what guard you know is
gonna turn down a mother?

- Oh, I, uh...

I thought you guys hadn't
spoken for a while.

How did you get this address?

- I would say that
I probably collected

them from all those rehab
letters that she sent me.

You know, she took care of
me financially in rehab.

But, uh, emotionally,
whole nother story.

- Mm.

- Well, aren't you
gonna invite me in?

I haven't heard
anything about you,

so I would think that now
would be an appropriate time

for us to get acquainted.

Do me one favor, though.

Can you go put on a shirt?

- I don't want to
commit no crimes

and have my daughter mad at me.

- Come on.

- Thank you.

Mm-mm-mm.

Know why she keeping this.

Oh my god.

This girl was always
so gaudy, just like

her mama who was "boughetto."

I took off the streets and
gave her an opulent lifestyle,

and now, look at this.

- Yeah, bou... bou, what?

- You know, "boughetto."

A little bougie, a little
ghetto, all at the same time.

Just not a good combination.

- Can... can I offer
you something to drink?

I'm not sure how
much longer, uh,

Jupiter will be
before she gets back.

But, uh, you know,
you're welcome to...

- Uh, who are you?

Stay-at-home dick?

Well, uh, I work at home.

Uh, Wall Street, HR-type stuff.

- Mm-hmm.

Stay-at-home dick.

Hah!

- You know, you used to
be a lawyer too, right?

Until you got your
license revoked.

Uh, what... drugs
or tax evasion?

Or was it both?

I can't exactly remember
what Jupiter told me.

- I took your woman into my home

when she was only
eight years old.

I taught her everything that
she knows about the street,

and then you put that
with her business acumen,

for all intents and purposes.

And then I hit a
little rough patch.

And I had to make some
financial decisions

and it cost me everything.

I never did drugs.

I'm a God-fearing woman.

- Apologies.

Was there a reason
why you came by?

- Do I need to have
to have a reason

to come check on my daughter?

- Look, I don't mean
to be in the middle

of what you guys got going on.

Uh, you know, she... she
just rarely talks about you.

- You know what I
think you should do?

I think that you should
stay in your lane.

Better yet, stay in your
appointed assignment... sir.

- Yes, ma'am.

My name is Sawyer.

- Oh, Sawyer.

Okay.

Well, you won't
last long anyway.

They never do.

So I don't think I'll invest
any of my energy into a ghost.

- Well, I will tell
her you came by.

- Oh, wait.

Do me a favor.

Put my number in your phone.

And as soon as she walks in
the door, tell her to call me.

You think you can do that?

- I think so.

- Ah.

This is just killing
me right here.

This is so horrid.

Oops.

I'll show myself out.

- Mr. Foreman, do
you have a verdict?

- Yes, Your Honor.

- What say you?

- On the charge of
second-degree manslaughter,

the jury finds the defendant,
Broderick McKee, guilty.

- What?

Yo, you bitch!

Yo, guilty?

- Order!

- Yo, I'll show
you fucking guilty!

I'll cut all you
bitches up in here.

I will!

- Order!

- You... I trusted you.

You said I was gonna be okay.

I trusted you.

You a dead bitch walking.

You a dead bitch walking!

Get... get...

- Get out of my court!

- The hell are you looking at?

Yeah!

Take me home.

- Yes, ma'am.

- You know what?

You said you were gonna
take care of this, right?

Now this Baby Blaze fool is
saying he declined the offer?

You said you was
gonna take care of it.

Right?

- Look, why don't
you get off my case?

I told you, she's the best.

It's getting handled.

Trust the process.

- Trust the process?

I don't
trust nothing you say.

Anything that comes out of
your mouth, I don't trust.

Just like... like
this right here.

- What the hell is that?

- Yo, what the hell is that?

It was in your jeans, dumbass.

You... you know what?

You can at least
have the decency

to clean up after yourself.

You always talk about
you wanna have a baby

and... and have a
family, but you

can't even control yourself.

You're pathetic.

- I don't know what the
hell you're talking about.

- Yeah, I bet.

- And you didn't find that.

There you go, making up
that dramatic shit again.

Talking about how you
found it in my jeans.

You ain't did no damn
laundry in years, girl.

What you talking about?
- You know what?

I... I don't give a fuck.

I know where this is going.

Fuck you.

- Wait... what'd you say?

Where this is going?

Where this is going?

Yo, who the fuck you
think you're talking to?

I'm the man that's over here
standing beside your ass,

trying to cover up
the fact that you've

been out there acting like
a bust-down groupie getting

face-fucked by some
gumbo-eating ass rappers

and some fucking drug dealers.

I'm trying to help you, and
you going to turn on me?

- I made a fucking
mistake, all right?

I was young!

But how dare you
fucking slut-shame me.

Look at you.

You have no morals whatsoever.

Anything that walks past, you
stick your little dick in it.

Oh, and, uh, some of those
rappers and drug dealers?

They fucked me better
than you ever could.

You might
be fourth place at best.

- Fuck you, Harper.

I'm out.

- Wait, wait, wait.

Hold... hold on.

Look, I'm sorry.

I'm going through a lot.

I'm stressed and... and I'm
working on it, all right?

- Yeah.

Look... look, I'm out right now.

- ♪ I wonder who hurt you

♪ I wonder who made
you so, so mad ♪

♪ Tell me, where
did you learn to ♪

♪ You're such a drag
- Hey, what it do?

- Look, let's just
take the next offer.

Like I said, we can split it.

I'm just trying to be done
with this crazy bitch, man.

For real.

- Hey, look here, gent.

It's way bigger
than you know, bro.

Look, you were supposed to
get her to pay it off, man.

What happened?

Now you got this... this lawyer
all up in the middle and shit.

Boy, you crazy, man.

- Motherfucker, I had to
make shit look official.

Plus, we agreed.

We agreed that we will
settle after a little, just

a little tough talk.

You're taking this shit too far.

- Hey, they fucked
with my family, bro.

Look, all bets is
off now, all right?

You ain't getting shit, and I
ain't motherfucking budging.

- Man, listen, man, I'm
just trying to be done

with this shit, you hear me?

- Hey, fuck you, Afro turf boy!

Don't call my phone no more.

You gets nothing!

- I never thought
she'd show up here.

Like, I told her to
never come here again.

- Yeah, but she's your mother.

- She's not my mother.

That woman?

Hm-hm, hm.

She's not my mother.

- Okay, calm down.

She told me she raised you.

I know there were
some difficulties.

- Difficulties.

Difficulties?

How is this for difficulties?

- What's that?

- A scar.

What kind of mother does that?

She was a foster mom.

She didn't love me.

All she cared about was
her firm and her image.

She took her stress out on me.

And she lost it all because
she didn't pay her damn taxes.

I thought she was a
genius growing up.

How smart was that?

That woman had a dark
side, and it petrified me.

- That's awful.

I gotta go.

I got clients.

I don't even know
why I came here.

Jupiter.

Jupiter, we... we said we
were gonna work on things.

I mean, come on.

Come on, it's like...

it's like it's a
never-ending cycle

of disappointment with you.

- Well, what do
you want from me?

What do you want
from me, Sawyer?

- Jupiter, I... I want you.

I want you to be present.

Haven't we... we talked
about building a future,

having a life together.

I just want you here
with me, that's it.

- I don't have it.

I don't have it,
Sawyer, you know?

You know that feeling
you get as a young person

when you go on your first date?

Or the butterflies that rumble
in the pit of your stomach

because you sat on
the phone all night?

Or you're just
going about your day,

and that person is top
of mind, all the time.

And you close your
eyes and you...

you can, like, feel the touch.

I don't feel it.

It's gone.

I don't feel anything.

I'm trying.

And I wanna believe you.

I do.

But I don't have it.

- I'll wait for you.

- It'll come.

You're worth that to me.

- She burned me on the stove,
among all kinds of things.

She didn't think so.

I think so.

Matter of fact, I know so.

- I gotta go.

I... I gotta go.

- Right.

Jupiter... I just hope
you know I love you.

- From the last show.

It's the back end.

I
fuck with you, bro.

Hey, man, I know I've
been hard on you lately

and all, but, you
know, we blood.

I just want you to be more of
a thoroughbred, that's all.

Shit.
- Naw, man.

It's all good.

We family, right?

Yeah.

Hey, look, we about to
have a big ass payday.

Everything going
to be good, man.

We about to be back
on, little bro!

- I know you got us covered.

You always do.

- You know that's right.

- Hey, check this out.

You know, I got an
ounce of that crazy shit

that we smoked back in Brazil.

- What?

How did you get that?

- Ha ha.

You know I got my ways, man.

It came in on a PJ this morning.

I mean, it was between
somebody's nuts,

but, uh, you cool
with that, right?

- It's that gas, boy.

I don't care if it's been
in somebody's ass, boy.

I'm about to go...

I'm about to go down
right now, you feel me?

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

- Yeah, pull that.

Yeah.

- Ooh!

Hoo hoo hoo hoo!

- Heh heh heh.

There's that shit.

- Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Slow down, cuz.

Hey, take your time, man.

- Look, we ain't got no time
to be patient, boy.

We're about to be loaded.

I'm talking some Hefner shit.

You feel me?
- Mm-hmm.

- Yeah.

Ha ha.

Mm.

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

- Yeah, that's that
shit right there.

- Aha.

Oh, no, you got this.

You got this.

Yeah, that's that
good shit, huh?

- You good, cuz?

You see, you got it all wrong.

Everything's about
to change for me.

I'm not your punk ass.

Fuck out of here.

It's done.

Yo, I ain't never did this
before, man, so what's next?

- We have to move quick.

Check everything,
and wipe every computer,

cloud... everything.

- So when am I supposed to be
getting this $3 million?

- The crypto is transferring
as we speak.

Out.

- I just hope you know
I love you.

- Next time on Jupiter Jones.

- Is she dead?

- I don't work like this.

- Of course we don't.

- Were you in
a relationship with him?

- You got one chance to dance.

Don't mess this up.

- Hm?
Did you fuck him?

Come on, now.

You know my pull-out
game is weak.

- I have a new tat on my back.

- Yeah, I can see it from here.

- What? What?
- Not right now. Come on.

- Come on... what?

I still think that
you have that man in you.

I'm gonna have
to spin the block.

- ♪ Whoa, write my eulogy
now, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Couple late nights,
settle down, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ I wonder what
they're gonna read ♪

♪ I wonder what they're
gonna see, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Trading my pain for
a crown yeah, yeah ♪

♪ In the presence of a
king bow down yeah, yeah ♪

♪ I wonder what
they're gonna read ♪

♪ Low highs, low me, yeah ♪

♪ But she wrote,
200 on a freeway ♪

♪ But she wrote, I see
the devil of my dismay ♪

♪ She wrote, still praying
for my highs and lows ♪

♪ She wrote, saw you
called but I should go ♪

♪ But she wrote,
200 on a freeway ♪

♪ But she wrote, see
the devil of my dismay ♪

♪ She wrote, now I
ain't got time to blow ♪

♪ But she wrote, low
highs, low lows ♪

♪ Who love me, how
should I know ♪

♪ They keep that low
key, that's a low low ♪

♪ And then I got rejected,
that's a low blow ♪

♪ I never been accepted,
love is so cold ♪

♪ But maybe that's my
self-esteem I hate most ♪

♪ Maybe it's the best
of me they came for ♪

♪ I'm just trying to
turn the other cheek ♪

♪ Especially cause
talk is cheap ♪

♪ I hear them whisper,
man, you weak, yeah ♪

♪ If you agree with that ♪

♪ I'm in a world where they
hate being good or Black ♪

♪ I might die from
NyQuil or OD on crack ♪

♪ The rich getting welfare
in the form of tax ♪

♪ I said sin before my eyes ♪

♪ Sin before my eyes ♪

♪ I'm like Jesus walk
on that Kanye vibe ♪

♪ And if my love ever
lie, I'm gone Kanye cry ♪

♪ Keep the devil out my life
when on that Kanye bye ♪

♪ Whoa, write my eulogy
now, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Couple late nights,
settle down yeah, yeah ♪

♪ I wonder what
they're gonna read ♪

♪ I wonder what they're
gonna see, yeah ♪

♪ Trading my pain for
a crown yeah, yeah ♪

♪ In the presence of a
king, bow down, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ I wonder what
they're gonna read ♪

♪ Low highs, low me ♪

♪ But she wrote,
200 on a freeway ♪

♪ But she wrote, I see
the devil of my dismay ♪

♪ She wrote, still praying
for my highs and lows ♪

♪ She wrote, saw you
called but I should go ♪

♪ But she wrote,
200 on a freeway ♪

♪ But she wrote, see
the devil of my dismay ♪

♪ She wrote, now I
ain't got time to blow ♪

♪ She wrote, low highs ♪