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Your alibi checks out,
but did you know that your phone

was near Eden
in the night in question?

[Madam] Previously on
All The Queen's Men...

[Davis]
We know exactly what this is.

Look, I don't know what this is.

That's why I want
to invite you over for dinner.

We can figure it out
a little bit.

Who the fuck shot me, huh?

Yeah, I had a potential suspect.

-What the fuck?
-[Tommy] We run into

a bit of a roadblock.

So you don't have shit, Tommy?
Nothing?

And what about you, Blue?

Running around here
playing Blue's fucking Clue.

I'm going to start to think

that y'all have something
to do with it.

Keep fucking playing with me.

Hmm?

[dramatic music]

-[Madam panting]
-[Tommy] Madam--

Get the fuck off me, Tommy!

Tommy, it's okay.

Madam.

Listen to me.

I know exactly
what you're going through.

You're scared.

You don't know who to trust.

-And you're angry.
-[Madam panting]

And that anger's
taking over you.

So I am not going to fight you.

If you want to take
this blade to me,

you go right ahead.

I'd gladly give my life for you.

But you ain't got to do this.

Fuck! [panting]

-Fuck.
-It's okay, Madam.

-We love you, Madam.
-Get the fuck off of me, Tommy!

Don't touch me!

It's going to be okay.

Madam.

I am going to get him.

-[glass shattering]
-Fuck. [breathing heavily]

[theme song]

* Yeah yeah yeah *

* They know not to play with me
they know I get it started *

* Asking will I take it easy?
Told 'em that it's hard *

* Asking will I quit?
Oh no sir I beg your pardon *

* They sayin' dat it's light
but I'll turn *

* This bitch to darkness,
Darkness *

* It go up
we don't play around *

* I won't play about my dinero,
Dinero *

* Got some gangsters
in the cut now *

* Cut now *

* And they're doing
what I say so *

So what I'm trying to understand
is why your phone would ping

so close to Eden on the very
same night the Madam was shot.

[sighs] Listen, I...

I-- I-- I know
how this sounds, but I...

I probably shouldn't say this,
but as a civil servant, I...

I had a little bit to drink,
and I went for a drive.

-Mm.
-But that's all.

Okay.

Well, here's your phone records.

[tense music]

And if you look
from here to here,

you'll see that there's
several back-to-back calls

from you to Madam's cell phone
that night.

Now, I'm trying to understand.

You're out driving.

I'm assuming you were angry,

and you were making
a bunch of phone calls to Madam.

You see how this all
looks suspicious, right?

-Yeah. Yeah, I do.
-Mm.

But you and I both know
that this is preposterous.

For all I know,
they're butt dials.

Right.

Butt dials.

-Yeah. Yeah.
-Mm-hmm.

The truth always
comes out eventually.

It always does.

I have no doubt about that.

[Carla] Well, if it ain't
Morticia and Lurch.

-[Tommy] Good evening.
-You got a valet, Hakeem.

I need to talk to him.

He may have some information

regarding
who tried to kill Madam.

What kind of information?

Don't worry about what kind.
Where is he?

I don't know
where the hell he is.

He quit.

[Blue] Where did he go?

Man, y'all coming here
with this.

Who done it? Where he--
I don't know.

I don't know
that nigga like that.

So you don't know that nigga

who was just fucking
in that nasty-ass bathroom?

My bathroom ain't nasty.

And just because
somebody got good dick

don't mean I know him like that.

Look, we are trying
to figure out

who shot your sister.

This all back-and-forth bullshit
ain't even necessary, Carla.

It's not necessary, Blue.

And, yeah, my sister being shot
is very unfortunate,

and I want to figure out who
did it just as much as you do.

But y'all coming in here asking
about a Hakeem, a hauk-tuah,

I do not know
where that nigga is.

So...

if there's nothing else
I can do for y'all,

I have some errands
I need to run.

-I can't stand that bitch.
-Me neither.

[Blue sniffles]

[dramatic music]

Don't go soft on me, baby girl.

Any motherfucker that tries
to put you in a coffin

should be dead for even thinking
shit like that.

Yeah, I-- I know, Daddy,
but if we go after The Concierge

and I'm not exactly sure
it's him, then...

I mean, we could be sending
the wrong message.

Look, I have Tommy and Blue
out right now, and they're--

Since when did Tommy and Blue
tell you what to do?

I raised you to be a go-getter.

Now, you go get that ass

and spill his blood, or I will.

Yes, sir.

Madam.

What you got for me, Smoke?

I come bearing gifts
of a horticulture nature.

Mm.

You see, ever since you put me
on this farming operation,

my wheels have been spinning.

Okay.

Look, that's not why
I called you over here.

I have a job
I need you to do for me.

All right, well, hit me.

You know that cop
that killed Rayshon?

Yeah.

Officer David
the Bitch-Ass Combs.

Mm-hmm.

He did a lot
of motherfuckers dirty.

So, I've heard.

Now I want him dead.

My favorite four words
in the English language.

-"I want him dead."
-Yes.

And you can do whatever
the fuck you want to with him.

Actually, I want you to use
that very creative

and wild imagination of yours.

Make sure it's done quickly.

Make sure
that motherfucker suffers.

Indeed. Suffering it is.

But for now...

life.

Do you mind
if I plant these out back?

Maybe you and Tommy
could, uh, partake

in some curricular activities.
[chuckles]

Well, how could I say no
to my very own Garden of Eden?

-Indeed.
-[Madam chuckles]

-Good job, Smoke.
-Thank you.

[Toni] Okay, chicken.
That's a good choice.

Unusual, but it's good. [laughs]

Oh, oh, okay.
You want the gizzards.

I got you. Oh, what...

What'd you say to Dime?

Excuse me, watch your tone.

This my place of business.

Look, Dime and I have enough
to get over

without going through this
fucking emotional rollercoaster

with you suddenly pretending

like you want to be
some fucking family, all right?

I am family.

-Whether you like it or not.
-It's not about what I like.

Shit, one minute,
you cussing me out,

the next minute, you pretending

like you want to be
mother of the fucking year.

Look, Toni, I'm done, okay?

I'm not doing this
with you anymore.

And the next time you try

-to come in my life--
-Amp, I'm bipolar.

-Are you messing with me?
-No.

I didn't want you to think any
less of me than you already do.

And look, after a while,

I realized that...

when I'm not on my meds,
I'm not myself.

So, I went to my doctor

and they figured out my dosage
and then...

when my body adjusts,
I should be stable.

Well, that's a lot to take in.

I know.

I know. I know, I know, son.
It was for me too.

But now that you know

why I acted like I did...

maybe we could start
to rebuild our relationship.

I mean, if you want to.

Please.

Look, can you--
can you ever forgive me...

for everything
I put you through?

I love you.

I gotta go.

[sighs] Okay.

-[sighs]
-[door clicks open]

[scoffs] It's about time, man.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

I needed to get
my facts straight.

You could have done that
before you asked me to come in.

I'm going to be late for work.

There's been
some new developments

in the Marilyn DeVille shooting.

So, let's go over your alibi
for Mayor Watson again.

O-- okay.

So you're saying
that on the night in question,

you two were together, right?

You were at her house with her?

That's what I said, didn't I?

You see, the thing is,
Mayor Watson already admitted

that she went out for a drive
that night near Eden.

So, you want
to tell me the truth, hm?

Or you want to keep
telling me lies

so that you can end up
in somebody else's bullshit?

Answer me.

Uh, I want immunity.

Im-- immunity from what?

I don't know.

That's what they say
on all the cop shows.

Okay, boy, this is serious.

Were you with her that night?
Huh?

Did you see anything?

[sighs] Uh, okay, okay.

I lied about being with her...

-all night.
-Mm-hmm.

That's it. Mayor Watson,
she was really drunk

and was yelling about
how angry she was at Madam.

I left.

I don't know
what happened after that.

You sure about that?

-God's honest truth.
-Hm.

Let's leave God out of this.

We've already established
that you're a liar.

[Quincy sighs]

So, what happens to Tandy?

She stays under investigation.

Well, I heard there was reward
money for Madam's shooter.

Can I still get that?

Are you telling me

that Mayor Watson
shot your boss?

Uh, I don't know who shot her.

Well, there'll be
no reward money going to anyone

until the shooter is arrested.

And with that, well, I'm going
to need some hard evidence.

What if I might have the gun
that might have been used?

Would that be enough?

[gun clicking]

Who the fuck are you?

Madam.

-Is everything all right?
-Take this shit.

Who was that?

I don't know.

Check that package.

Make sure there's no bomb
or anthrax in that shit.

I don't know what the fuck
they put in packages these days.

[sighs]
This shit got my nerves bad.

You see my cigarettes?

Don't worry about that.

I got something else for you.

This is what
you're going to need.

Now take it from me,
person going through a crisis

from a person
who went through a crisis...

you need to hit this.

Oh, no, I gotta go to work.

-That shit might be strong.
-No.

It's not as strong as you think.

Try it. It's going to calm you.

[lighter clicks]

-Hmm.
-Huh?

Yes?

[lighter clicking]

That's nice.

I got this.

Hey, Tommy, how can I help you?

I'll take, uh, a club salad.

-Club salad.
-Turkey.

-Okay.
-No tomato.

-You can add avocado.
-All right.

Is, uh, buttermilk ranch
dressing okay?

It's perfect.

All right,
that's going to be $22.80.

[Tommy sighs]

Thank you.

Nice nails. Let me see.

Is that bubble bath?

[Toni chuckles]

What you know about nail polish?

You know,
I was raised to appreciate

a woman
who takes care of herself.

Hm, well, I thought
I was the ugly stepsister.

[chuckles] Nah,
that was just for Carla.

And I'm sorry if
I came off harsh the other day

with everything that's happened.

I'm just really protective
of your sister.

Yeah, I get it.

How is she?

She's good.

We're actually getting closer
to finding out who shot her.

Oh, that's good.

-I'm glad to hear that.
-Yeah.

You know, the thing is...

Hakeem's got some information

and we don't know
how to get in contact with him.

-Our valet?
-Yeah.

Hey, you wouldn't happen to have
an address to him, would you?

Um, that information

-is usually confidential.
-Right.

Uh, but since
it's for Marilyn...

I guess it's okay.

-[both chuckling]
-All right.

Okay.

-Hakeem. [chuckles]
-Hm.

Okay.

Hey, why don't you
put your number on there

while you're at it?

[laughs] Okay.

Thank you.

Thank you.

And, uh...

And thank you, beautiful.

I'll be in touch.

All right. [chuckles]

[laughs]

What?

Man, you laid it on thick.

You know you have
to fuck her now, right?

[Tommy]
Ain't nothing wrong with a MILF.

We got the address,

and that's the only thing
you need to worry about.

[both laughing]

[Madam sighs]

-What the--
-[Carla] Hey.

-What do you want?
-We need to talk.

-Talk?
-[Carla sighs]

Well, then come
the fuck in then, Carla.

Well, you haven't been
answering my phone calls.

I never answer
your phone calls, bitch.

-Damn it.
-What do you want?

-Marilyn, I just--
-[phone buzzing]

Yeah.

Where?

Really?

Okay.

When?

All right.
I'll be there in a minute.

Well, that was a call
from my police informant.

Sounds like
they have a lead on my shooter.

Okay, well, I--

I have to go, Carla,
which means you have to go.

Listen, Marilyn--

I just said
I have to fucking go. Scat, rat.

[Carla sighs]

[sighs]

I am a very busy man,
Mayor Watson.

What was so urgent?

I'm very happy
that you could come so quickly.

I did not want to discuss this
over the phone.

I'm assuming this has
something to do with the firearm

that you still
haven't gotten to me.

Actually, no.

I thought the gun situation
had been taken care of,

but then
something bigger came up.

Which is?

The police have evidence

that puts me
in the vicinity of Club Eden

the night Madam was shot.

That's concerning,
to say the least.

Yes, it is.

My cell phone
pinged off a tower.

They have the records.

Can you fix that for me?

Most problems are fixable.

Good.

Because it seems as if the gun

is an issue again, as well.

It's no longer in my possession.

I know.

Your boy toy flipped on you,

and he's handing over
your firearm to the authorities

as we speak.

[Tommy] Hey, Madam, wait up.

Tommy, what are you doing?
Why are you here?

Blue's following up on a lead,

and there's no need
for both of us.

Plus, somebody
should be here with you.

[sighs] Come on.

Hey.

[Davis clears throat]

So, I hear you have a suspect
in my shooting.

-Who told you that?
-[Madam] Don't worry about that.

Well, they're wrong.

Because we're
still investigating.

[Madam] All right, well,

you obviously have
your sights set on someone.

Who is it?

Oh, I see your informant
didn't tell you that.

No, they didn't,
which is why I'm here.

Because you're going to tell me.

No, see,
that's where you're wrong,

because I'm not going to
tell you that, or anything else.

Are we done here?

Because if you'll excuse me...

I'm off the clock.

[sighs] That bitch is useless.

[gasping]

Who-- whoa.

40 years investing
in the sex industry,

and I have never seen
anything like that.

-Thank you.
-Yeah.

How many units
are you capable of making?

Oh, with
your financial investment,

I'm able to make about 100 hours
of content, plus the hardware.

Wow, that sounds really good.

Well, send me the digital files,
and, um...

I'll share them
with my business partners,

and get back to you.

I'll shoot that
over to you as soon

-as I get back to my computer.
-Thank you.

Oh, uh,

you-- you don't mind
if I take this with me, do you?

It's very impressive.

No, go ahead.

-Enjoy.
-Thank you.

Okay.

[both chuckling]

[laughs]

[sighs]

Hey, you about to take
my clothes to the laundry?

No.

I am packing your shit.

You're getting out of my house.

I know you sold me out
to Detective Davis,

so you can get
the fuck out of my house.

Go. Go. Go.

Take all of your shit.

You might as well
put my stuff right back.

-I ain't going nowhere.
-What?

Listen, I'm the mayor
of this city.

I can have the police here
in five minutes

to get your ass out of here.

Good,
then you can explain to them

why you're kicking out
your roommate.

Roommate? Roommate!

This is my house.
I pay for everything in here.

And I appreciate you for that.

But this is as much as my place
as it is yours.

-How?
-[Quincy scoffs]

I get mail here,

so that means I'm a legal
resident at this address.

You're a squatter.

That's what you are.
You're a squatter.

Call it what you want,

but good luck
getting rid of me, roomie.

Get the fuck--
the fuck out of my house.

Go! Get out!

[bag rustling]

Harder.

Harder.

There we go.

All right, look. Um...

about earlier...

-You ain't got to say anything.
-No, I do.

I cut you.

So...

You know I'm not going to say
I'm sorry.

So I'm going to
let you get your lick back.

What do you want?

-Hit me.
-[laughs]

I ain't going to hit you, madam.

-I said hit me, Blue.
-Absolutely not.

Get your
fucking lick back, bitch.

Hit me.

Madam, you were having
a tense moment.

I get it.

You and me,

we ride for each other
no matter what.

Mm-hmm?

[Smoke] Oh, what are we doing?
Playing knockout?

[chuckles] I got next.

Check on that property
I told you about?

-I did.
-And?

Desirable piece of land.

It's going to be kind of
costly, though.

Costing like what?

Well, you got land grading,
irrigation,

weatherproofing,
everything you got to do

to cultivate the land so
it can harvest a healthy plant.

So how much
is that going to cost?

Well...

it'll be kind of costly,
but just keep in mind that,

about the price,
with all that you're installing

and doing on that land,

it's going to change
the purchase price of the farm.

Okay. Well, after I pay that,
it's a one-time fee, right?

-Indeed.
-So that means

everything else
after that is profit.

-Absolutely.
-Now, that's my favorite word.

[Smoke chuckles]

Well, it sounds like
we're rolling with it.

-Let's go.
-So who's--

who I'm hitting first?

Bye, Smoke.

You can do more
on that right, though.

Hit me with the right.

Again. Again.

Let's go. Go. Yeah.

Ooh. You got to tell me
what lotion that is.

My skin is so soft.

[chuckles] No,
you're just going to have to

come over here and get it.

-Is that right?
-Yeah.

-Yeah, okay.
-Crazy.

Hey, you about to leave?

Yeah. I mean,
I know you're about to

get ready to go to work,
so I figured I'd head out.

[scoffs] Well, maybe I wanted
you to stay a little longer.

Oh, so you ready for round two?

After what
we just did and did again?

You still got more left in you?

You should be embarrassed
to ask me a question like that.

[both chuckle]

But, no,
I want to ask you a question.

What's up?

Look, so it's
this local wine festival

going down at Stone Mountain,
and I was wondering...

Oh. A festival?

It sounds like you're trying to

invite me out
on a real date, Kenny.

Maybe I am, Katrina.

Look, I mean,
I'm just tired of doing

the same thing up in the bedroom

all the time, you know?

Well, we're not
always in the bedroom.

Sometimes we're in the kitchen.

We've done it in the living room
a few times, so...

-I know what you're saying.
-So what do you say?

Honestly, it sounds like
it could be a lot of fun,

but I got some friends
working that festival.

Between you working
at Eden and me working

at the police department,
if we're seen together,

it could be a lot of
consequences...

-Yeah.
-...for both of us.

Yeah, I feel you on that.

But it was
a really nice idea, though.

I mean, damn, you just gonna
give up like that?

Like, what about the movies?

Like, it's dark
and private up in there.

Oh. Okay.

[chuckles] This is cute.
I'm sorry.

-[scoffs] "Cute."
-I just--

I wasn't expecting this,
that's all.

But okay.

Sure. It's a date.

-It's a date?
-It's a date.

I'll see you at the movies.

I'll see you then.

Can I get dressed now?

-I'm getting dressed.
-All right.

Go ahead and get dressed, then.

Are you-- Aw, hell no!

Are you using a
cotton towel on my exterior?

Are you stupid?

You will never be VIP.

Now get your ass over there
and get a microfiber towel.

That toothbrush
better be soft-bristled.

If you scratch my rims,
I'm gonna throw your shit out,

and you gonna be
getting dressed in the back.

Did you just
roll your eyes at me?

Don't make me get in that ass.

[car horn honks]

[Trouble chuckles]

Whatever you got to
say, Trouble,

keep it to yourself.

I ain't gonna say nothing,
except...

you look like you just came
from a PTA meeting.

Is that a baby seat in the back?

I'm ju-- I'm just playing.
I'm just playing.

Look, you want me
to get these niggas to wash

your midsize sedan?

No.

Ever since I became VIP,

they have to just do
whatever I tell 'em.

Nah, I said I'm good.

Shit. All right.

And make sure
you get the undercarriage, too.

I ain't playing with y'all.

[upbeat music]

Hey Fuego, I hope
you knee heals fast man.

From your lips to God's ears.

Hey, man.

Why don't y'all call
a tow company?

There's a basic-ass four-door
sedan parked in VIP.

[scoffs] I'll call.

I'm tired of these fools
parking in our parking spots.

Hey, nah, chill.
That's actually my whip.

You lying.

Get a chain around your neck.

-[indistinct]
-[laughter]

[Fuego] Yeah, you?

You own a four-door sedan?

Sounds very, um,
senior account specialist.

[laughter]

Yeah, y'all can laugh
all y'all want to.

I'm just making
better money moves.

I bet y'all ain't know
if you spend $27.47 a day,

you blow ten racks a year.

Damn.

Should've paid more than that
delivery charges.

Exactly. You be having that
money into a money market

or an investment to an IRA.

Come on, man. What are you,
a damn financial wizard now?

You don't even know
what IRAs stand for.

-Yes, I do.
-What?

Investment-- Internal--

Exactly.

Look, I forgot, all right?

Man, all I know is
Samantha told me that

you get a good return
on your investment.

Nah, but for real, she's right.

I mean, you can't keep
dancing forever.

It's cool, bro.

I'm glad
she's putting you up on game.

[Midnight] I guess.

Usually we fucking
their brains out,

so it's nice
she fucking you smart.

She's right, though. You can't
keep dancing forever.

We need to start
thinking about our fututres.

That is real, man.

At least the cops [indistinct],
you know?

Facts.

I'm tired of paying
this high-ass rent.

Hey, you lucked out on that tip.

[Midnight]
Yeah, whatever, niggas.

I'm gonna spend
this money how I get it.

Quick, easy,
and dipped in pussy.

Crazy.

Right. And you were able
to scramble a geolocation.

So it looks like a data breach.

Perfect.

I'll send your payment
via wire, per usual.

[ominous music]

Hello?

[gunshot bangs]

[crowd cheering]

The apple doesn't fall
too far from the tree, okay?

Eden presents to you
its first-ever father-son duo.

[cheering]

Babyface and Quincy.

Give it up!
Give it up!

Make some noise!

["Like Her Too"
by Mario and Sabrina Claudio]

* Let's get comfortable *

* Me plus two *

* Back of the coupe *

* You know what to do *

* Keep your hands on me *

* Pure ecstasy

* Dirty Sprite, open doors *

* Just for you *

* I know you like her too *

* Like I do *

* Just like I do *

* This point of view
* Point of view *

* Is something new,
I know you like her too *

* Just like I do *

* This point of view *

* Is something new for you

* Girl, I don't really
want to think this through *

* Just keep on doing
what you're doin' *

* 'Cause, girl, I know you
like how I do you, yeah *

* You make the wave so easy

* What you did inside of me *

* I'm open to this power *

* I let you dive so deeply *

* Explore every side of me *

* That you know
I couldn't hide *

* You know I like her too *

* Give everything to you,
this point of view *

* Just so brand new
and something I'm not used to *

* And it's overdue *

* Know I would do

[music stops]

[cheering and applause]

Ooh!

Y'all boys is hotter
than fish grease, bro.

Yo, hey, we gotta
keep rocking like that, man.

The money out there
was too good.

Say less.

We can change up
the routine every now and then.

-Keep that shit fresh.
-Yeah, sure.

You was looking good
out there, Q.

I ain't gonna lie.

That's something
you already know.

-It's my blood.
-[chuckles] Okay.

Hey, you keep being fine
like that on that stage, man,

you're gonna be
in VIP in no time.

[scoffs] You think so?

And I know so. You're my seed.

Nice job out there today,
gentlemen.

-Thanks, Madam.
-Mm-hmm.

Good to think outside the box.
That was a good idea.

Good on you, Face.

Now, you keep
up with ideas like that,

we have more solos
to talk about in the future.

Cool.

What does she mean that you
came up with such a great idea?

Just what she said.

But it was my idea.

[Trouble cackles]

Look, you want to
dance so bad, right?

So here's some fatherly advice.

Next time you got
a little bright idea,

keep it to your fucking self.

Now go kick rocks
in the junior locker room

and get the fuck out of VIP.

Fuck!
The fuck you looking at?

Go and look me dead
in my face and steal my idea?

I hate that motherfucker.

I-- I wish I could give you
some more information,

Officer Alvarez, but everything
just happened so fast.

I understand.

I'll work with
the information you gave me.

Catch that bastard. Please.

We'll do our best.

Once the paperwork is processed,

you'll be able
to contact your insurance.

God bless you.

-[sighs]
-What the hell happened to you?

-I was robbed.
-What?

I was taking
the night deposit in,

and they got me from behind,
and then they beat me up,

and then they took
all the money.

-All the money?
-[sobbing] I was so scared.

You don't even know
what it was like.

Mm-hmm.

-I'm so sorry.
-All right.

You'll be all right.

That's why I told yo ass,
you need to get a gun.

I know.

That's why I got you.

Toni, what did they look like?

I told you. It was from behind.

Damn.

Interesting.

Madam, sorry to bother you.

Thank you.

But I want to talk
to you about that dance.

Go ahead. Sit down.
I want to talk to you, too.

I just got off the phone
with my police informant.

I understand that they have
a suspect in my shooting.

I also understand
that they saw you

down at
the police station today.

Please, can you tell me
more about this?

The detective chick
wanted me to...

corroborate Miss Tandy's alibi.

Why does Tandy
need an alibi, Quincy?

What do you know?

She's a suspect
in your shooting.

Who? Tandy?

That mealy-mouthed bitch? How?

I don't know
anything about that, but...

they wanted me
to bring her gun in...

so they could check it out.

Okay.

Now, why wouldn't you
tell me about this, Quincy? Hmm?

I mean, I was going to tell you,

but I was trying to
collect the reward first.

You feel me?

[grunts]

You feel that?

Hmm?

So what you're telling me...

is that your boss, who is me...

gets shot, and you know

exactly the person
that shot her...

and you decide to go to
the police with the information.

I was hoping
you would respect my hustle.

You hoped wrong.

Now, the next time...

you decide to go
to the fucking police,

instead of coming to me
with information...

the next bullet
goes in your head.

This is the
point where you get up.

What the hell is this?

[chuckles]
It's your going away party.

Oh, fuck.

First one to let me go
doesn't get life.

Don't go down
for what this lunatic does.

So y'all recognize
your old buddies from the past?

Is that what you're telling me?

Kevin Sampson?

Athlete basketball player?

Has scholarships
all around the country?

Prospect.

Planted evidence on him.

Now he only work
at a gas station.

Convicted felon.

[scoffs] Cry me a river.

Probably his first honest job.

"Cry me a river."
Ain't that something?

How about Jared Mitchell here?

Prominent lawyer.

-[officer] Oh, come on.
-On his way home,

pulled over by a traffic stop

only to get
permanent nerve damage.

Said he was resisting arrest.

All while handcuffed.

-The jury acquitted me.
-[man laughs]

Well, how about
Miss Constance LeFleur?

You remember her?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I remember the old twat.

Accused me of...
[breathing heavily]

...police brutality
and said I killed her grandson.

You gonna shoot me now?

[laughs] You know, you funny.

But no, I'm gonna
do a lot of shit to you,

but I'm not gonna shoot you.

But you're gonna wish I did.

Y'all remember what I said.

From the shoulders down,
his head is mine.

Y'all get in
the hell of the business.

-[man] All right.
-[officer groans]

Let's go, Jared.

-[man] Good, good, good.
-[Officer groans]

[Smoke] There you go.

[Officer screaming in pain]

[panting]

-[screams]
-Oh, God!

[Constance and officer scream]

You bitch.

Hey, that's no way
to talk to a lady.

[Constance chuckles]

You know what?
Y'all take care of the business.

And make me proud.

[screaming and groaning]

Okay, okay, that's enough.

It's my turn.

Be good.

-It's my turn.
-[officer] Oh!

Oh! [screams]

[laughter]

[laughs]
That's what I'm talking about.

Yeah.

You ready to die?

-Huh?
-No.

Say hello to his little friend.

It's a water
gun filled with kerosene.

I told you
I wasn't gonna shoot you.

But your kind don't ever listen.

Because you're
an arrogant son of a bitch.

But tonight...

you're gonna burn in hell,
you racist son of a bitch.

This is for Rayshon.

-[flames roaring]
-[officer screaming]

No! Wait!

Wait! No!

[screams]

[coughing]

Did you just kick me in the same
place you shot me, bitch?

[breathing heavily]

I'll show her ass.

Please, Madam.

This is gonna be a real
fucked up night for you, man.

Please. Please.

Please.

[electronic whirring]

[water splashing]

[hip-hop song playing]