Original subtitles

[Charles] He hates me because he's gay.

Just come on out, Dad.

You don't know shit about me or what you think you saw.

What you gonna do, huh?

Do you know that all your homes have a video feed from here?

Is that Norman? Is he dead?

I don't know. I hope so.

[Kimmie] If you're looking for him, he's dying,

laying in a pool of his blood in Mallory's kitchen.

I've been waiting for this day.

I'm gonna need a little cleanup, uh, over at Roy and Mallory's house.

[sinister music playing]

-[glass shattering] -[gun firing]

[gasping] You shot me!

[music ends]

Mr. Bellarie?

-Mr. Bellarie? -What happened?

Code red at Mallory and Roy's house.

Repeat, code red at Mallory and Roy's house.

I'm comin'.

[tires screech]

[suspenseful music playing]

[Whitman] Go, go, go, go!

[tires squealing]

[engine revving]

[music fades]

[breathing heavily] You… You shot me.

[Horace wheezing]

Yeah.

It took all the strength I had.

Damn it.

[tense music playing]

[breathing heavily]

You son of a bitch.

[Norman chuckling]

That would be our mother.

[Horace grunts]

Damn it.

[Norman coughing]

[chuckling] If… if I have to go,

I'm taking you with me, motherfucker.

You going straight to hell.

We're both on the express elevator.

[Norman coughing]

Shit.

[Norman] Don't fight it, man.

Just die.

You first.

-[Norman grunts] -[Horace breathing heavily]

I'm waiting on you.

Any second now…

they gonna come and help me.

They gonna take you straight to…

to Stanley Heart.

You know they ain't taking me there.

Go on.

[Norman chuckling]

You made them do it.

[Norman chuckling]

[tires squealing]

[suspenseful music playing]

Come on, come on.

Sir?

Sir?

Mr. Bellarie?

Mr. Bellarie, are you okay?

-[Horace] Motherfuck… -[Whitman] Mr. Bellarie.

What the hell?

-What happened? -You okay?

-Norman shot me. -[Whitman] Damn it.

[Horace] Norman shot me.

[Norman sighs]

What the--

Norman, are you shot too?

-Fuck him. -Hey, somebody tend to him.

-[Horace] Leave him. -[Whitman] Hold on.

-Get me to the hospital. -We got you.

-We got you. -[Horace] Leave him.

-You guys, come on, let's go. Come on. -[Angel] Damn. Damn.

[Whitman] Get him up.

-Get him up. Slowly. -[Horace] Fuck.

-[Whitman] He's been shot multiple times. -[Horace] Ah, shit.

[Horace groaning]

[Angel] Hey, careful.

[Whitman] Get Mr. Bellarie right now.

-[Horace groaning] Shit. -[Whitman] Come on.

Fucking leave him.

-Hurry up! Come on! -[Whitman] House is clear.

[Whitman] Come on, come on.

-Hey, hey, careful! Careful! -[Whitman] We got you.

[Horace] Fuck him.

[Whitman] To the car.

[Norman chuckling]

-[Whitman] Watch your step. -[Horace] Angel, close the damn door.

[Norman chuckling]

-[Whitman] Get him in. -[engines starting]

[Horace wailing]

[engines revving]

[dramatic music playing]

[bugs chirring]

[tense music playing]

So we're here.

Can you come in?

That's what those guys are standing there for.

So what, I'm… I'm just supposed to, what, be in here?

Yeah.

Getting better.

But I'm not an addict.

I'm not Roy.

I know.

This is for mental health, Charles.

Are you sure about this?

For everything that your mother and father did to you,

yeah, I'm sure.

Oh, Varney.

[Varney sighs]

[Varney exhales sharply]

I know you're scared.

But I'm with you.

You promise?

I will call you every day,

and I'll come see you every Wednesday.

I just… I just feel, you know, I can--

Scared.

That's what you feel, scared. I know.

What if I don't like who I am after I get out of here?

Well, that's what the program is for.

How do you know all this?

Charles, come on.

Let's do this.

I got you.

Okay?

Come on.

[dramatic music playing]

[Varney] I love you.

[Charles] Love you too.

[car door opens]

-[Varney sighs] -[car door closes]

[engine starts]

[engine revs]

[music fades]

[suspenseful music playing]

[horn blaring]

[tires squealing]

[spluttering] Yo, what do I do? What do I do?

You gotta keep putting pressure on it. Keep putting pressure.

[Horace groaning]

How many times were you shot?

[breathing heavily] I don't know. Shit, it feels like everywhere.

-Wherever you see blood, put pressure. -Yeah, I see blood everywhere!

[tires screeching]

-Ah, damn it. -I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Horace.

-Hang in there. -[Angel] I'm sorry.

[Horace] You're enjoying this.

Yo, why would you say that? Don't start with me, a'ight?

-You don't give a damn about me. -Horace, just stop!

Ah, just shut up.

[Angel] What the hell happened in there, yo?

My brother shot me.

-What? -My brother shot me.

Do… do you want us to send an ambulance for him or what?

No.

I wouldn't piss on that nigga if he was on fire.

[spluttering] I'll… I'll… I'll call Kimmie once I get to the hospital, all right?

No, no, don't call Kimmie. Just… just get me to the hospital.

[horns blaring]

[suspenseful music continues]

[tires squealing]

[Whitman] Go ahead and call Stanley Heart.

Not Stanley Heart. Don't take me to Stanley Heart.

But you said that was the best hospital, right?

No, don't take me there.

-[Whitman] Where you want us to take you? -Take me to… county.

Yo, yo, county?

Are you… are you sure?

Nigga, take me to county.

Hey, sir, you might wanna think about this, sir.

Look, I'm not in the mood for this. Take me to county.

Yo, hurry. Just take him to county, yo. Hurry up.

[tires squealing]

[horns blaring]

["Best Thing" by Lili Ray playing]

[indistinct chatter]

[strippers moaning]

♪ Let me tell you one thing ♪

♪ I ain't ever need a man for nothing ♪

♪ Yeah, that good good And keep it coming ♪

♪ Man of this shit, good grown ass woman ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ I got to have it cuff him And love him and leave ♪

♪ Cuff him and love him and leave I'll never keep him… ♪

[knocking]

[Mallory] Get out.

What the-- [scoffs]

[Lee] Mallory, what in the world is going on?

Take your clothes off.

Mallory.

-I'm not asking. -Whoa, whoa, whoa.

-You don't even know who I am. -I don't care.

[Lee] But, Mallory…

[kissing]

Mallory.

Mallory, Mallory, Mallory. I know, I know. Mallory, listen.

-Come on. Open this up. -Wait, you don't understand.

-Open this up. -Mallory, listen to me.

[Mallory] What?

[Mallory exhales]

[Mallory] Are these Bibles?

[Lee] Yes. Yeah.

I'm the youth minister at my church.

What the hell?

Yeah.

So why are you here?

Well… [sighs]

…to be honest, you seemed so down and depressed and… and upset.

You know, I ju-- I wanted to talk to you about the love of Jesus Christ.

[chuckling] Ooh, wait.

Are you serious?

Yeah. I mean, is that so bad?

You a preacher?

Minister, yeah.

You brought your holy ass up here with all this ass?

[laughing] Wait.

Baby, you in the den of the devil. This is not for you.

It ain't for you either. That's what I'm trying to tell you.

No, baby, I'm home.

Take your Bibles and your little bitty dick and go back to church.

-[distant siren wailing] -Come on, Mallory.

And go home. My gosh.

[Lee] Well, we hold Bible study on Wednesdays.

[scoffs] I won't be there.

If you change your mind, I will.

You want a Bible?

[music ends]

So?

I'd have to bring an agent for backup.

Did you find out what agent gave him the cell?

[tense music playing]

No.

Oh.

Well, then you can't trust them.

[smacks lips] I know.

All right then. Okay, come on, then let's go.

Let's do it. Let's do it. Let's make it happen.

If this goes bad…

[spluttering] Yeah, yeah, if… if… if… But what if it goes great? Huh?

We go in there, we get all that evidence,

and we take all those motherfuckers down.

And then you become the boss.

Huh?

This is the kind of shit that makes careers and lives.

Yeah, you… you must think that I'm stupid.

No.

No.

No, I think you

can see me

just the way I can see you.

[tense music continues]

I know you're trustworthy.

I know you're loyal,

brilliant.

That's why you wanna do this.

Shit.

But you can't tell anybody about this. You can't tell your boss.

Look, I… I'll tell you what.

Leave me cuffed. Huh?

Look, I'm gonna need more intel on this place.

Well, I'm not telling you anything else until you say yes.

If I say yes--

Yeah, but if… if you say yes, yes, and it goes bad, I…

Look, I… I heard that.

But if I know Norman like I know Norman…

he's gonna move all that evidence…

then it'll all be gone.

All of it.

[tense music continues]

This is your only shot.

[dramatic sting]

So do it.

["TKO" by Max Mill playing]

[patrons cheering]

♪ I got that fight and I got that go I got that light and I got that gold… ♪

[cell phone ringing]

Hello.

-Hey, bitch. -[Varney] Mallory.

Where are you?

-I'm in the city. -[Mallory] Come to the club.

What club?

Rain's club. We making it rain!

[Varney] Mallory, are you drinkin'?

You know it.

I don't feel like comin' tonight.

Ah. I see your boo thang up there on the stage dancin'.

I'm definitely not comin' tonight.

[Mallory] Come on.

No, I'm good.

Well, look, I've had a long day and night.

What happened? You sound like, uh--

I shot Norman.

[tense music playing]

-What? -[Mallory] Yeah.

Wait, what did you say?

Look, just come to the club and I'll tell you about it.

[Varney] Wait a minute. What did you just say?

I did.

Come to the club.

[Varney] Mallory.

Mallory, wait a minute.

Mallory!

[tense music continues]

[whispering] Oh shit.

Shot Norman?

[Varney sighs]

♪ Yeah, this that tornado… ♪

[patrons cheering]

♪ And I only order tall ♪

♪ So you know I want it all… ♪

[Kimmie] What did you do?

[Mallory] Girl, you don't wanna know.

-[laughing] You don't wanna know. -[Kimmie] What's so funny?

Girl, all of this.

All of it.

What happened back there?

Kimmie, he's a preacher.

Like in a church?

Girl, yes.

I went back there to get laid.

I reached back in his hatchback,

and this nigga got a… a bunch of Bibles back there.

-[Kimmie chuckles] -What? [chuckling]

I'm like, what is up with these men?

Mallory, don't go back there.

Why not? I was just trying to have fun.

It's not a good place.

Roy used to go back there.

You are not him.

["Ball" by 8 Baby playing]

[patrons cheering and whistling]

What about him? He's hot.

And very gay.

Shit. [chuckling]

♪ Euro and I step Drivin' through like mane knew ♪

♪ Ever since a youngin’… ♪

So is this… this your thing? This what you do when you get stressed?

What?

♪ Get the crowd jumpin'… ♪

Sex and liquor, are… are those your vices?

You just seem so cool.

Well, sex is my vice, but liquor not so much.

It messes up my skin.

-Got you. -[Mallory] Mm-hmm.

So why don't you call Horace and see if that motherfucker's dead yet?

I tried, but he's, uh…

[clears throat] He not answering.

♪ Shoot with the shooter I ball with the baller… ♪

Why you sound all disappointed?

I'm not.

Kimmie, what's going on?

Nothin'. [scoffs]

Kimmie.

Why don't you go make it rain on somebody?

Why don't you go tip him?

Ooh.

-Well, give me some money. -I ain't giving you shit.

Why you ain't giving me shit? I'm losing all my damn shares. Shit.

-♪ Ball ♪ -♪ Ball ♪

-♪ Ball, ball ♪ -♪ Ball, ball ♪

-♪ Ball ♪ -♪Ball ♪

-♪ Ball ♪ -♪ Ball ♪

[music ends]

Hey.

[FBI agent] Hey!

Shit.

[lock clanging]

Shit.

I need a medic now. I need a medic now!

-Yo, he was feening really bad. -Did you see him take something?

I can't see through the wall.

Somebody must've drugged him.

-[door clangs] -Get a gurney. Now! Hurry up!

[dramatic music playing]

♪ You mind if I shake a lil sum ♪

♪ Shake a lil sum Might break a lil sum, like huh ♪

♪ You mind if I shake a lil sum ♪

♪ Shake a lil sum Might break a lil sum, like huh ♪

♪ You mind if I spend a lil cash ♪

♪ Slap a lil ass… ♪

Hey.

What's up?

Is Mallory here?

Man, if I'm here, she's here.

Yeah.

Where is she?

She's over there.

And thank you, by the way, for your help.

What help?

Exactly.

♪ Music blastin', rocket blasted ♪

♪ I told ya I'm nasty, ugh ♪

♪ You mind if I shake a lil sum ♪

♪ Shake a lil sum Might break a lil sum, like huh ♪

♪ You mind if I shake a lil sum ♪

♪ Shake a lil sum Might break a lil sum, like huh… ♪

Hey, papi. You come here to see me?

No, I actually came to see her.

[Evan sighs]

Well, can we talk?

I don't think that's a good idea.

I know it's not a good idea, but…

please?

Aren't you, uh…

Aren't you supposed to be dancin' or something?

It's not… it's not my time, but I can go up for you.

♪ To come and throw the dollas, ah… ♪

Okay, cool.

So everything that I'm gonna do up there is gonna be for you.

And I don't think if you look,

it's… cheating.

-Right? -What?

You're not cheating if you're just looking.

Yeah, okay. All right, Evan. All right.

["RADIOACTIVE" by Gnarly ft. AP Faleap playing]

[Mallory] Yeah! Whoo!

[Varney] What's up?

[Mallory] Sure didn't take you long.

Long for what?

To find your little boo thang.

No, I came here because you said something about Norman.

I don't wanna talk about that anymore.

-Mallory, what the hell are you talk-- -Drink.

Drink.

Look, do you… can you get him something for his throat?

Do you want a drink, or do you wanna drink him?

-[Varney] Mallory… -I'm just kidding. You need to relax.

[patrons cheering]

Whoo!

[Rain] Hey.

[Alex] Hi.

I need to talk to you.

All right.

In my office.

Let's go.

She keeps saying that "in my office" shit.

Man, she trippin'.

Nigga, I know.

Shit, as long as I'm getting my money, that's all that matters.

Yeah, I guess it is.

What?

Somethin' don't feel right, bro.

Why, what you mean?

[Michael] Those guys in the corners over there.

[Brian] Yeah?

What?

You see him?

You know I got eyes on him, man, come on.

Who is it?

[Trackson] I don't know.

Is he buying?

Yeah, but he's on the men's side.

Shit.

And that nigga ain't tippin' nothing?

[Trackson] Mm.

We checked that nigga when he came in, right?

-Yeah. -Huh.

[Michael] I don't like this shit.

My job is the Bellaries.

You take it. Go.

-I got it. -Hey, yo, what you need me to do?

Your job.

It's that stage nigga.

[patrons cheering]

Oh. This is nice.

-[door closes] -Thanks.

But we got a little situation.

What's goin' on?

[tense music playing]

It's Sylvie. [exhales]

She says she's going to tell the police it was me who pushed Glen.

What?

Yeah.

And how do you know that?

[sighs] 'Cause Kimmie's mom called her

and told her she was taking her to the police station in the morning.

For?

For that.

And why would she call her to tell her that?

What do you mean?

Look, I know her mother and her boyfriend.

They probably called her to get some money from her or somethin'.

Yeah, that's what Kimmie said.

Yeah, I agree.

She said she was gonna take them some cash in the morning.

All right, so let's wait and see what happens.

Yeah, but if she does, then--

Rain, let's just play it out.

No, just hear me out.

[tense music continues]

My life is finally looking up.

I'm not about to let that little girl ruin it for me.

Rain, what are you sayin'?

I'm saying things are finally going good in my life,

and I'm not letting anybody get in my way.

Dead people can't talk.

That's Kimmie's sister.

And now she's my enemy.

Rain, this is not like you.

Japanigga, what you know? You don't even know me.

I see.

[Rain exhales sharply]

I'mma play it cool.

But if I don't like what I'm hearing in the morning,

we gotta pay them a little visit.

Rain, I'm not gonna hurt a 17-year-old.

[tense music continues]

I got that part.

-I'm not gonna be a part of that. -[phone ringing]

-Wha-- -Look, I gotta take this call.

I thought you was with me.

[cell phone continues ringing]

Let's just wait and see what happens, all right?

Kimmie knows 'em.

We're not gonna have to do anything. Let's just wait and see.

I gotta take this call.

So that's how it is?

-What is this bullshit? -[FBI agent] What the hell?

Your meal.

I ain't eatin' that shit.

Then don't.

I need my phone call.

Ma'am, if you haven't noticed, you're not exactly at a luxury hotel, now are you?

-She actin' like it. -Nobody's talking to you.

Go to hell.

[Olivia] Listen, I am a diabetic.

I need a balanced meal.

-Ma'am, you have so many issues. -[door clanging]

You know what? If I drop dead in here, it's gonna be on your hands.

-You'll be fine. -But-- Roy!

-Is that my… is that my son? -[FBI agent] What happened?

-[agent 2] He needs to go to the hospital. -What happened to him?

[alarm blaring]

[alarm stops]

That's your son?

[dramatic music playing]

Don't talk to me.

I just wanted to know.

Well, mind your damn business.

Okay.

All right, well, I guess that was one way for him to get out of here.

You could do that. They still gonna strap your ass to the gurney.

[spluttering] Oh, would you just… just stop?

Just stop talking!

How did you get that money?

[Olivia scoffs]

Don't worry about it.

[tense music playing]

I just wanted to know, 'cause we was ready.

Little girl, when I get out of here,

I'm gonna have somebody find you…

[whispering] …and blow your brains out.

[Lindsay chuckling]

[sarcastically] That's a big threat.

And so is my reach.

Now leave me the fuck alone.

♪ Coca Cola frame get it ♪

♪ Spend a bag pussy came with it… ♪

What's up, brother? Excuse me.

Mrs. Bellarie.

-How are you? -Hey. What are you doing here?

Mallory called me.

You might wanna keep an eye on her.

Yeah, I see.

Did she tell you, huh? About Norman?

-She told you? -We shouldn't talk about it in here.

I mean, yeah, I know that, but it's just something for you--

-We can. -Hey.

Mallory.

What?

-[scoffs] She's drunk. -[Mallory] Mm.

What are you doing?

-I wanna go up there. -No.

Yeah, I'm going.

-Mallory. -Mallory.

[Kimmie] Wow.

[patrons cheering]

♪ I'mma have him singing like mike Like damn, damn ♪

♪ Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn ♪

♪ Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn ♪

♪ Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn ♪

♪ Icy so you know this pussy pricey… ♪

What the hell is she doing up there?

Losing her damn mind.

♪ 'Cause this ass so fat It might change a nigga life… ♪

[Kimmie] Come on down, girl.

-[Rain] What the hell is going on? -[Kimmie] She's losing it.

She need to get her bony ass down before she get thrown to the wolves.

She don't care.

[Rain] What is going on?

She shot Norman.

What?

-Yeah. -I thought he was in jail.

I did too, but he got out somehow and ended up at her house.

Are you serious?

Yes.

-[Mallory] Whew. Damn. -You okay?

Yes.

That's a lot of hard work up there.

Yeah, tell me about it.

Imagine being forced to do it.

I don't wanna imagine that.

Did this motherfucker just give me $4?

♪ Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn…♪

-Is she okay? -[Varney chuckles]

No, not at all.

You need to take her home.

I will, uh, after this drink.

I'mma get one more and then I'm gonna leave.

Are you okay?

I'm as good as I can be.

What, is it Horace?

Nah, we're fine. It's fine.

♪ I just like 'em cutthroat Semi automatic on his hip… ♪

What about Sylvie?

I'm going there tomorrow morning.

It… it's fine, I promise.

Okay.

Matter of fact, I'll leave here, and I'll go tonight.

That work?

♪ Can’t be fucking with a scrub ♪

♪ Long night, good head, big pipe… ♪

[music ends]

What we got?

Prisoner's going through withdrawal and passed out.

He also took something, but we don't know what it was.

Got it. Let's get him admitted.

[dramatic music playing]

-[door closes] -Hey.

Is that Roy Bellarie?

How do you know him?

I'm a police officer. I work for the family.

What happened?

-We don't know yet. -[Trackson] Hm.

-I got you. -Yeah.

Oh, and, uh, good luck with working for 'em.

They're a lot.

Yeah.

I got this.

[distant siren wailing]

-Yo, how's he doing? -[Angel] Don't talk to me.

-I'm just trying to-- -I said, don't talk to me.

Still a little bitch.

Yeah, I got your bitch, nigga.

[tense music playing]

Kimmie, answer the phone! A'ight? This shit is not a game.

Horace is up here at, uh… at the county hospital.

Get yo ass over here, a'ight?

Fuck!

What happened?

They shot each other.

Who?

Horace and Norman.

Oh my God.

Is he gonna make it?

Well, right now, it's not looking too good.

Damn.

What about Norman?

[Whitman] Mm.

He's even worse.

Damn.

Shit, man.

Where does that leave us if they're dead?

We just gotta play it cool.

Leaving us to be ran by Kimmie?

-Ah, that's some bullshit. -Listen, we sit back.

We let it play itself out.

-Don't do nothin' crazy. -[Trackson] Mmm.

It'll be okay.

It's always gonna be okay.

[cell phone ringing]

["Trampoline" by D. Cope playing]

What?

-[Angel] Rain, listen to me. -Nigga, don't call me.

[Angel] No, I need you to--

♪ Trampoline They know that I got that gasoline… ♪

[patrons cheering]

♪ My bitch on the cover of magazines… ♪

[Kimmie] I think it's time for you to go, Mallory.

Come on, let's go.

-Come on-- -Girl, why Angel keep calling me?

I don't know, 'cause he keep blowing me up too.

-Damn. -[doctor] Get his BP and vitals.

[suspenseful music playing]

Can you hear me? What did you take?

What did you take? Get his blood work started.

-What's your name? -[Roy grunts]

What's your name?

-Roy. -Your name is Roy. Where are you?

Where are you?

Jail.

Okay, we need to get started working on him immediately.

[music fades]

[engine turns off]

Why would he have it all the way out here?

'Cause Norman is paranoid.

You're telling me that all that evidence is in that trailer?

Yes.

Jules, I don't believe you.

[ominous music playing]

What am I gonna do, huh?

I'm cuffed.

Where is it?

It's in there.

Where in there?

Under a floorboard.

It's a large room with an underground bunker.

-Shit, Jules, if you burn me… -[splutters] If?

If I burn you,

we're both dead.

Now, come on, man. It's gonna make you the man.

Look, scared money don't make no money.

[ominous music continues]

All right, let's go.

Well, come on, you could take these cuffs off me, man.

I'm not doing that.

-It's got people in there. -How many?

Four, five.

Look, you don't have no backup.

You will need me.

I'm not taking the cuffs off you.

Shit.

Okay, fine. All right. Come on.

Come on, let's go.

Yeah, let's go.

Where's the floorboard?

In the living room.

-And you can't access it from the outside? -No, you gotta go in there.

[ominous music continues]

Middle of the living room?

Yes.

Look…

there's a rug right there.

Pull it up,

you'll see it.

Okay, let's go.

[Paul] No!

[both grunting]

[Paul groaning]

[both grunting]

[Paul groans]

[both grunting]

[Paul struggling]

[both groaning]

-[gun fires] -[Leslie gasps]

What the hell?

Who out there shootin'?

[Frank] I don't know.

And you ain't gonna go check?

Ain't none of my business.

Really?

[scoffs] You know what?

-Don't get smart. -[door slams]

[Leslie] Mm-mm-mm.

[suspenseful music playing]

[Jules breathing heavily]

[Jules grunting]

-You-- What-- -What the hell?

[Leslie screams]

[Sylvie gasping]

[Jules grunts]

Did Rain kill my son?

-Wait, wait! -I said, did Rain kill my son?

Yes!

Why didn't you tell me?

[Sylvie sobbing]

-I'm sorry. -I asked you!

I was scared, okay? I was scared.

You just keep making me angrier

and angrier.

[crying] Please, please, please, please!

Please.

[Jules] What?

Huh?

What happened?

-I-- -[screaming] Tell me, damn it!

[Sylvie] Okay, okay, but--

She… she thought he was raping me,

and… and she pushed him off the balcony.

[Sylvie shuddering]

Who else was there?

-[Jules] Tell me, damn it! -Al--

Alex. Alex.

[tense music playing]

Okay.

[Jules] Okay.

[gasps] You killed my mom!

[gun fires]

[Jules breathing heavily]

[unsettling music playing]

[phone line ringing]

Hello.

Who is this?

It's Jules.

-Wait, wait, what? -[Jules] Yeah, it is.

How you doin'?

Shut the fuck up and listen.

[scoffs] Yes, sir.

[dog barking in the distance]

Did you take care of Alex?

[Trackson] No, sir.

-Why not? -Mr. Bellarie has him protected.

[shouts] You do what the fuck I tell you to do!

Yes, sir, I will. I'm sorry.

[Jules] He knows.

He knows about Glen being killed.

[Trackson] What?

Yeah.

Okay.

[Jules] Where is he?

[Trackson] Here. He's at the hospital.

Why?

Norman and Horace shot each other.

-[Jules] What? -Yeah.

[tense music playing]

When?

Not long ago.

[Jules] Okay.

I got it.

Bring Alex to me.

[Trackson] Yes, sir.

Now.

Yes, sir.

[tense music continues]

[Trackson] Well…

There's no need to stay here.

What do you mean?

Gotta get back to the club to Mallory and Kimmie.

Okay. You're right. Go ahead.

Okay.

Make sure you keep your head on a swivel.

[Trackson] You know he's gonna die, right?

-[Alex] Yeah, well, we all will one day. -[Trackson] Yeah.

Some sooner than others.

Yep.

But you know what that means?

What?

If he's dead,

you ain't got no protection.

Shit, and what does that mean for you?

[distant siren wailing]

What?

Nothing, man. [chuckles] I'm just sayin'.

Yeah, you just keep sayin'.

I'll see you over there.

[gun cocking]

[tense music continues]

[both grunting]

Ow! Shit!

[Trackson groaning]

[Trackson grunting]

[tires screeching]

[Trackson groaning]

[engine revving]

No!

[Trackson screaming]

[music fades]

["Pure" by Tye Chris playing]

[Michael] Damn.

Shit, this don't feel right.

Shit, you better let her in.

Nigga, I know that shit.

You know she stay strapped?

She should've just fucking paid her, man.

♪ My blessings that was waiting on me She said that she done, but hit me up… ♪

Who is that?

♪ Psychedelics won’t know when it hit… ♪

-I got it. -Uh-uh.

Rain, who is she?

Nobody.

Who is it?

I'll tell you when I get back.

♪ I was geeking every day Wasn’t a day I was sober ♪

♪ I wanna see how good you look… ♪

Rain.

-What? -This shit don't feel right.

'Cause it ain't.

Can you just pay her?

-No. I ain't paying her nothin'. -Rain, this--

What did I just say?

Get back to work.

♪ Baby this not luck, this my blessings That was waiting on me… ♪

♪ She said that she done, but hit me up ♪

♪ 'Cause she still stuck up on me ♪

♪ Psychedelics won’t know when it hit… ♪

[chuckling]

Kimmie. I've been calling you.

-And I've been ignoring you. -Horace just got shot.

-[all] What? -[Angel] Yes.

-By who? -We need to go to the hospital now.

[Varney] Shit.

[ominous music playing]

I see you don't learn.

I could say the same for you.

What, I'm supposed to be intimidated?

No.

Not at all.

Good. 'Cause I'm not.

I warned you.

And I told you to go fuck yourself.

My boss is very angry.

I don't give a damn.

I'm not giving you any money.

He would like to meet you.

I'm not meetin' nobody.

Now get yo ass and these funky-ass goons

and get out my office.

He's behind you.

Jules?

Yes…

Jules.

You know, I played this shit

to the letter.

But then you killed my son…

and now I'm furious.

And when I'm furious, I rain down hell.

Go.

["BLEACH" by Ecca Vandal playing]

♪ Got nothing to lose if I cut it loose Like Samson and Delilah ♪

♪ Gotta go, gotta say goodbye But I'm not much of a crier ♪

♪ Tapping out, no tears Inside this sink full of ♪

♪ Bleach and razor blades… ♪

[dramatic music playing]

[patrons screaming]

-[guns firing] -[gasps]

[solemn music playing]

["BLEACH" resumes playing]

♪ Whoo, pills and champagne on display ♪

♪ Now you're just shit-faced Sugar-coating pain ♪

♪ To hell with this place Never doing this again ♪

♪ Your life's just the grateful dead With one foot in the grave ♪

♪ I'm never gonna live like you So get out, get out the way, yeah ♪

♪ You'll never step into my shoes So step out, step out the way ♪

♪ I'm just bored, bored, bored With the way you walk ♪

♪ I'm just bored, bored, bored With the law, law ♪

♪ Bleach and razor blades ♪

♪ Cut it all off and start again, yeah ♪

♪ There goes, there goes, yeah ♪

♪ There it all goes Everything I used to know, let go ♪

♪ Let it all go down a sink That's full of bleach and ♪

♪ Whoo, fear and toothpaste Down the drain ♪

♪ No, I ain't two-faced I just outgrew my name ♪

♪ To hell with this place f*** the neighborhood shame ♪

♪ My life ain't the grafeful dead With one foot in the grave, see ♪

♪ Life could be so much brighter If yesterday's on fire ♪

♪ Got nothing to lose if I cut it loose Like Samson and Delilah ♪

♪ Gotta go, gotta say goodbye But I'm not much of a crier ♪

♪ Tapping out No tears inside this sink full of ♪

♪ Bleach and razor blades ♪

♪ Cut it all off and start again, yeah ♪

♪ There goes, there goes, yeah ♪

♪ There it all goes Everything I used to know, let go ♪

♪ Let it all go down a sink That's full of bleach and razor blades ♪

♪ Cut it all off and start again, yeah ♪

♪ There goes, there goes, yeah ♪

♪ There it all goes Everything I used to know, let go ♪

♪ Let it all go down a sink That's full of ♪

[R&B beat playing]

[music fades]