Original subtitles

(somber orchestral music)

(choral music)

(silenced bullet squelches)

- [Zoolian] My name is Zoolian Anderson.

I'm a Jamaican who migrated

to the Flatbush section of Brooklyn, New York

from a young age. - Zoo-Zoo Mafia!

- [Zoolian] I'm about to share my true-life story about

how I got involved with the notorious Jamaican mafia gang.

(intense orchestral music)

That's Pichairie, the daughter

of a legendary gangster known as Fedd-a-mop,

most dangerous girl you would ever meet.

The Jamaican mafia's underboss was about to exit the lounge.

She came out to test the waters first.

That's Zeeko Mafia, the underboss

loved by many and hated by few.

The Jamaican mafia had many rivals.

The underboss was very popular,

so it was a necessary precaution

whenever they were entering or leaving a location.

- Yes, love.

- The nonprofit organization is now established, Zeeko.

I need you to allocate the funds

in order for us to proceed with the charity.

(gunshot booming)

- Zeeko?

(screaming)

Oh my God.

(somber music)

(screaming)

- No!

Zeeko!

Zeeko.

- [Man In T-Shirt] I called one already, it's on the way.

- [Pichairie] Zeeko!

Oh, oh oh.

Zeeko.

- [Recording] Please leave a message for--

- Zeeko Mafia. - Oh my God.

(gunshot booming) (yelling)

Point-nay, get up, get up.

(groaning)

Get up.

(groaning)

(clattering)

- I don't have no gun.

(moaning)

(groaning)

(yelling)

(sirens wailing)

- This night marked the tipping point of all the madness.

(whimpering)

That's Jankro, he was known to be

the most savage Jamaican in the city.

No conscience, no morals, no mercy.

(whimpering)

- I have no idea who did it. (sobbing)

Everything happened so quick.

(dog barking) (prisoner whimpering)

- There were just people, enterin' and exitin' the lounge.

Regular people, parkin' outside,

and exiting cabs, and no one suspicious.

I never saw--

- I don't know any names, I know faces.

- No.

- No, man, no no!

(screaming) (dogs barking)

- No!

Wait, wait, wait.

Let me think.

(whimpering)

(dog growling)

(whimpering)

- I saw the car from Southwicks.

Man, I never saw the guy's face before in my life, man.

- No, no, man. - All we gotta know.

- [Prisoner] No. (whimpering)

(gunshots booming) (dogs barking)

(dramatic music)

(horns blaring)

- [Zoolian] That's my Uncle Soljie.

They called him Soljie because he's an ex-soldier.

The man has the experience and brainpower

to think for 25 soldiers in combat.

Our Jamaican Mafia member depended on Soljie.

He got a slice of every money they earned.

- [Soljie] What's the verdict, Bull-Head?

- That motherfucker!

(somber music)

Awilloh and his father was losing a lot

of marijuana and transporters through Jamaica airports.

I send Zeeko to meet with him three weeks ago.

- [Zoolian] This is a Awilloh,

crime boss of the Nigerian mob.

Awilloh, for this to work,

when my family are excited and happy to work with you,

you need to make this more favorable.

15% and we have a deal.

- Mm-ba-no.

- Awilloh.

(orchestral music)

You're dismissed!

- And this is the outcome.

- If we declared war right now, it would not be wise.

We have to retaliate diplomatically.

- For real!

- Hey, hey, hey!

- Just like boxin', if we fight with anger,

we'll get knocked the fuck out easily.

If we don't control our emotions,

our emotions will control us.

We've got to think 10 paces ahead

before we make the first move, get it?

And bear in mind that we

have to defeat our enemies' observation,

and that is concealment.

- God bless his soul.

(suspenseful music)

(somber orchestral music)

(choral music)

Now that is fuckin' insubordination.

Jankro was followin' his heart,

but he was ignoring him fuckin' brain.

We must not be a-boil in rage.

We need order.

More important than revenge is order.

(ominous music)

(coughing)

Get a water.

(coughing)

(somber piano music)

♪ My attitude is straight ♪

♪ Fuck the nigga, fuck the nigga ♪

♪ If you ain't talking money fuck you nigga ♪

♪ Fuck you nigga ♪

♪ And if I'm hungry I'm a jump some nigga ♪

♪ They call me hustle with that muscle, nigga ♪

♪ My attitude is straight, Brooklyn nigga ♪

♪ If you aint talkin' money fuck you nigga ♪

♪ And if I'm hungry I'ma jump some nigga ♪

♪ They call me hustle with that muscle nigga ♪

- [Zoolian] To many people who I grew up with,

I was a livin' marvel.

My father was gunned down when I was young

and my mother pressured me to quit high school

to sell drugs for a family member.

Riches and respect was everything to me.

But I wanted to be legally rich.

This was the day I really came to the reality

that I wasn't gonna be legally rich

workin' a nine-to-five as an employee.

♪ Street drug, dealin' is and fuck niggers ♪

♪ Where I'm from we don't snuff niggas ♪

♪ Click clack, straight off niggas ♪

♪ Ride around with their hammers off ♪

♪ For that simple fact I don't trust niggas ♪

♪ All black bandanas ♪ ♪ Yes ♪

♪ I ride around with that scandal, yes ♪

♪ Hat low and some Tims on and that fool ♪

♪ Playin' my hammer, yeah ♪

- Really, Zoolian, Facebook?

You have a problem with authority.

You think you're special.

You think rules don't apply to you.

- If I completed my task for the day,

does it matter how I use my free time?

- There's no free time here.

The only social networking you should be doing

is finding someone to buy a damn car.

When you're in this office,

King's Auto Show is your prime agenda.

Either you follow protocol

or you find yourself another job!

- No matter how many expensive cars I sell for you,

I will never live in a mansion

with a swimming pool like you,

so don't expect me to give you my soul.

- Who the hell you think you are?

- Somebody, that's why I fuckin' quit!

- Clean out your desk and get the fuck out of here.

- No one here has ever sold the amount of cars

I sold in such short space of time.

So yes, I'm special. (boss tuts)

If you wasn't a police-callin' coward,

this is what I would do to you.

(clattering)

That's you, motherfucker!

(singing in foreign language)

It was trying times for me.

I was eager to live the American dream.

I wanted to get into real estate

but every broker I knew was complainin'

how bad the market was.

This was the day I first run into Massup,

who I later found out, he was a street legend.

♪ Ooh hoo look him up when we went over ♪

♪ Man that I never see a girl like ♪

- He was doing political hits in Jamaica

from the age of 16.

He was very cold hearted.

I think his addiction to ice cream added to it.

Maxine, you got my message?

That's my mother Maxine.

- You have a business management degree,

why don't you start a business and manage that?

- You're right, you're right.

I can't keep going through that,

but my savings is dry right now.

I don't have the startup money to kick off a business.

(gun clicks)

♪ Yeah, I kill you whole clique, doop ♪

♪ Call up one of my loaf niggas ♪

(gunshots booming)

(tires squealing)

- Why you are eating ice cream in public

when you have beef on the streets?

If you're living in a certain lifestyle--

- Hey, hey, hey, hey.

- You're from Seaview Gardens, Kingston, Jamaica.

Trailer, yeah I know.

Giry-Gary was my father.

- I'm good with faces.

- What?

(hip hop music)

(hip hop music)

(door latch clicks) (woman sighs)

- Hey, you're home early.

- That's Dawn, my hot roommate.

I quit my job today.

(sighs)

- Why?

What happened?

- My boss ruptured my last nerve today.

I flipped.

- Wow.

Why didn't you try to play it down?

This is the third job you've lost in a row.

- He's lucky I didn't crack his skull.

And I don't even wanna see another application.

I'm fuckin' fatigued, man.

(tuts)

- So what do you plan on doin'

to keep up your part of the rent?

- I'll start my own business, all right?

(somber piano music)

Maxine, sorry about earlier, I had to run off before.

- That's all right Zoolian, no problem.

- I had an encounter

with one of my father's old friends on Church Avenue.

- Who?

- Massup. - Zoolian!

- Maxine, why you told me my father was killed in 1990?

Massup said he was murdered in 2003.

How could you fabricate such a lie?

(Maxine whimpering)

How could you?

- Oh God, honey.

Your father humiliated me for another woman.

He hurt me so bad.

I didn't want to ever see him again.

- Don't you think you hurt me extremely

by deprivin' me of my father?

- Oh Zoo, please.

- You know how hard it was all these years

seein' other people with their father

and wishin' mine was alive.

(Maxine sobs)

And now I'm findin' out that he was alive and well

all that time?

- Your father was a dreadful man.

He was wanted by the police.

And him wanted--

- I don't give a fuck!

(sobbing)

(melancholy piano music)

At this moment I was hopin' Massup would call,

sayin' to myself, why didn't I take his number?

There was so much more I needed to know

about my father.

(melancholy music)

Then I had a crazy dream about what my mother said

about Massup and my uncle.

(cell phone ringing)

Hello?

- Um, no, Massup.

- Yeah.

(dramatic music)

(laughing)

Good to see you, good to see you.

Massup? - Yes, sir.

- Yeah, man.

- Um, Massup.

(both laughing)

Follow me, Zoo-Zoo.

So how is Maxine?

- [Zoolian] She's always on the hustle, she is doin' fine.

- Good, good.

Massup tell me about your little happening the other day.

I wasn't surprised,

because I know that you truly are

cut from the same courageous cloth.

And that's why I know you could run this family, Zoo-Zoo.

You know how I know that?

As Zeeko Mafia departs, you are delivered to me.

- Your soldier that brought me here,

isn't he more eligible to step up in that rank?

- Massup or Jankro should be steppin' up in rank,

but Massup is very irresponsible

and Jankro never been inside of a classroom.

You get it?

With Zeeko Mafia gone,

this family could crumble like a cookie.

We have a rule.

Massup or nobody

can ask you what I say.

What I'm about to say to you now, Zoo-Zoo,

is for your ears only.

I want to groom you to be the next underboss

of the Jamaican Mafia family.

- Me?

Underboss?

Why me, though?

My face or my voice don't intimidate people.

I don't have a gangster image per se.

- It's not an external thing, Zoo-Zoo.

You see, when your father died,

he left a lot of assets behind.

His daughters got everything.

This legacy should be your inheritance.

Give it some time.

Let it sink in.

- [Zoolian] This was a neighborhood

where my father and uncle started the Mafia movement.

They used the hustle nickel and dimes on this block

when they first arrived from Jamaica.

♪ Yeah, whoa ♪

♪ This is for my soldiers ♪

♪ Real, real soldiers ♪

♪ Yeah, this is for my fighting soldiers ♪

- [Zoolian] Killer is the one standing with the girl.

He hustled hard to support them, life was committed to him.

He found humor in everything.

The first time I saw Jankro, I disliked him.

Later on I found out he was

the most jealous son of a bitch on the planet.

Tommy Trouble's name described him.

He was a straight-up troublemaker,

and Jankro loved his company.

♪ And when I'm a friend of New York want some marijuana ♪

♪ I don't know which the ma-foo-ah-fine ♪

(seabirds calling)

- You should know how this works already, Awilloh.

The captain relates to me who's moving against you

and I let you know.

And remember, the captain loves perks for his boys.

It looks good on his record.

(laughing)

(somber orchestral music)

♪ We not go around, oh ♪

♪ Life is so fuckin' real ♪

♪ This is for my fighting soldiers ♪

♪ We miss you ♪

- [Cop] Well what do we have here?

How come we weren't invited to the party?

- [Awilloh] It's just a memorial thing, you know?

We're just mournin' the loss of our friend.

- Looks like some kind of celebration if you ask me.

Hey, can somebody turn that fucking music off?

- Whose car's that?

(laughing)

- Get over there.

Okay, everybody against the wall.

Uh, ladies, you too.

Everybody face the wall now!

- Shut the fuck up, fuck-face!

- Corporal,

- [Cop In T-Shirt] Disabled motherfuckers, too.

- Yo douche bag, turn around!

I don't want to see your ugly face.

- Spread your legs.

You have a permit to be drinkin' out here today?

- No, but I sponsor your athletic league.

- I hate sports.

Show me a permit or shut the fuck up.

(gunshots booming) )

(tires squealing) (dramatic music)

- Shots fired, repeat, shots fired

at Church and Troy Avenues.

(dramatic music) (exclaiming)

(laughing)

- Yo!

(beeping)

(tires squealing)

(laughing)

(cell phone ringing)

- Yeah?

♪ Hit the spot with my niggas ♪

♪ Fuck you lookin' at, yo ♪

♪ Bunch of lookin'-ass niggas ♪

♪ All I'm lookin' at is hoes ♪

♪ Think I give two fucks ♪

- You look mad weird sittin' on that stoop like that.

(laughs)

- Look at Mr. Corporate.

So what you tryin' to do now with your unemployed ass?

- Whatever the day brings, man, I'm a free agent.

- Yo, we need a third man to come get this bread.

Chill, chill.

You want to be down?

- Where's the bread?

- Inside some hustlers' cribs.

Arab niggas, armed and dangerous types.

You think you can handle it?

- This nigga can't be the getaway driver,

he'll wet his fucking Speedo.

- Ah. (laughing)

Word man, this nigga crazy, man.

- What, because I don't look tough?

Y'all niggas tryin' to play me?

- Play you?

Nigga you book smart, we crook smart.

You ain't ready for no shit like this.

- Hold up, hold up. - He ain't ready for this.

- Wait, hold on, hold on hold on hold on.

Come on, Zoolian, you know that you squaw.

I was just fuckin with you, dog.

Imagine this nigga want to put in work.

He ain't got no fucking burner.

- So what the fuck is this, man?

What the fuck is this, man?

Y'all keep sleepin' on the nigger, man.

I got the tool, I got the balls and I got bills, man.

- [Together] Oh shit. (laughing)

- Yo, yo.

You can't seriously be thinkin' about bringin' this nigga.

- Man hell yeah, man, let's go, I'm-a buy my bread.

- Take off them glasses, and sag your pants a little bit.

Can't nobody take you seriously walkin' around

fuckin' Steve Urkel, man.

- Yo Zoolian, man stop leavin' shit in my car, man.

- Pedro don't know shit.

You gotta get that nigga Rameesh to give up the stash.

- Yo, Zoolian, when he gives up the stash,

you run in there and tear shit up.

You get the jackpot while we hogtie them niggas, you heard?

- I hear you, I got it.

So, where's the masks?

(laughing)

- What the fuck you talkin' about, mask?

Gangsters don't wear those.

- We robbin' drug dealers, squaw.

We ain't robbin' no fuckin' jewelry store.

Zoolian, I'm-a tell you this right now.

Once you get this bread,

it ain't no going back to regular paychecks.

(knocking at door)

- Get up. - Baby.

- Hold on, hold on. - Where you going?

Your friends are always cock blockin'.

Can a bitch get some dick? (scoffs)

(knocking)

- [Pedro] Who?

- [Cat] Yo, it's me, man.

- [Pedro] Yo, Cat, man, you better have

some good fuckin' news, man, 'cause

you fuckin' up my pussy right now, son.

- [Cat] Get the fuck outta my way, man.

(scoffs) Hold on, yo, where Rameesh?

(clattering) (blow thudding)

- Yo, Cat.

What kind of foul fuckin' shit is this?

- Shut the fuck up, Pedro, before I shut you the fuck up.

Zoolian, tie his ass up.

(somber music)

Good morning, motherfucker.

- What the fuck?

- [Cat] You know what time it is, nigga.

- [Rameesh] What the fuck man, yo, Cat,

what you doin', chief?

- Give answers, squaw, I'll axe the fuckin' questions.

Where's the stash, Rameesh? - It's gone, man.

We took that shit to a safety deposit--

(blow thudding) Ow, fuck!

- Silence your fuckin' life, nigga.

You know you're hustlin' ass ain't bringin' no money

to no fuckin' bank.

- Man, we got the connect at the bank, man,

the one that makes that shit possible, man.

- Get this nigga's feet and hands.

- [Rameesh] Don't be fuckin' cruel, man.

No way I fuck you around in there.

Yeah all right, man, yeah all right,

you're all right, you're all right, my nigga, yeah.

Gonna get you motherfuckers, man.

- [Cat] Did this shit the easy way, nigga.

- [Zoolian] Lemme get his head.

- [Rameesh] Motherfuckers, man, I thought we was cool, man.

I thought we was cool, my nigga.

Yeah, all right. - Real cool.

- [Rameesh] Yeah, all right.

- Shut up, nigga. - Yeah, all right.

Yeah, all right.

See y'all niggas, man. - I'ma put a hole

in your head like a bagel, nigga, it's your last chance.

Where's the money, Rameesh?

- Man, you just woke me up, motherfucker.

Go ahead, put me back to sleep then, nigga.

- I'm not bluffin', motherfucker.

- Man, fuck you, nigga, you backstabbin' piece of shit.

Awilloh gonna catch you, you motherfuckers.

Youse dead. - Man, fuck Awilloh!

Shut the fuck up! - Yo, Cat, Cat,

yo, I got something for that motherfucker.

- Fuck out of here, man.

- Give me a minute, give me a minute.

- [Rameesh] You ain't gonna shift me nigga, fuck you.

- You almost died, nigga. - Yeah, all right.

- Fuck up. - Man, fuck you man,

fuck him too, nigga. - Yeah whatever, nigga.

- [Man] Get on the floor!

- [Rameesh] What the fuck y'all doin', man?

Yo, Cat man, what the fuck y'all doin', man?

I thought we was cool, nigga.

This shit is crazy, man.

(orchestral music)

(moaning)

- Thanks to your man over there,

I'm 100% certain you have the money in here.

(moaning)

- Ain't no fuckin' money here, man.

Ain't no fuckin' money here. - Look!

You see what that says? (Cat weeps)

Flammable.

This goes good with it.

I hate to see a grown man scream.

Now tell me where to find the money.

- Man, ain't no fuckin' money in here, man.

There's no fuckin' money here.

- Let's see if you roast quicker than chicken, motherfucker.

- [Rameesh] No, no, no, man, no.

Aw, man.

No. - Where's the money?

- It's in the fuckin' closet man.

- [Zoolian] You sure, motherfucker?

- Man, it's all there, man, it's yours, man.

Take it, man, it's all there, man.

- You sure?

- It's in the fuckin' closet in the room, man.

- All right, I'ma see.

(intense music)

- Now this what I call workin' and gettin' paid, dogs.

- Yeah, I bet you never seen this much money

in the corporate world before.

(laughing)

♪ Gettin' drunk off they-- ♪ - Yo, Cat.

That nigga was tryin to scare you off

with that name, Awilloh.

Who is that?

- That African motherfucker he work for.

You remember that R and B lookin' beautician bitch

I made you bring Dawn to?

- Oh, yeah, yeah.

- That's Awilloh's baby's mom; she own that salon, squaw.

- But so, Cat, aren't you worried about the nigga

catchin' up to you, though?

- Fuck that Swahili motherfucker; we 90 G strong, baby.

30 each; we gonna be good for a minute.

That's what's up.

♪ Tellin' me they love me but I know they really don't ♪

- [Cat] That was a good look, Zoolian.

You did that shit.

♪ 'Cause they be cryin' through they dinner like ♪

♪ Only for my niggas that be tryin' to stake ♪

- [Zoolian] Awilloh's affiliates knew that to owe him

was to start makin' funeral arrangements for themselves.

- Yo, Rameesh, it makes no sense for us

to tell Awilloh what happened, man.

Let's get the fuck out of New York, son.

Let's bounce, my nigga.

- Man, you hear what you sayin', man?

That nigga gonna find both of us

and kill both of us, nigga.

I gotta call a man and be a man about this, man.

I gotta call the man and tell him what happened, fuck that.

(pulsing music)

(cell phone ringing)

(singing faintly)

♪ Nigga has she give you it ♪

♪ Yeah you, yo is she rockin' it ♪

- What is it, Rameesh?

- Man, motherfuckers broke into the spot

and took everything, man.

- What?

- I don't know what the fuck is going on, man.

- Yeah, I fucked up, man, I really fucked up, Awilloh.

Please give me time, man, give me some more time.

I'll find the culprit and make them pay.

- Awilloh, I would never run no game on you, man.

Come on man, you know I would never do no shit like that.

(gunshot booming)

(somber music)

(dramatic music)

(orchestral music)

- 5,000 dollars?

Zoolian.

- Anyway, anyway.

Yo, Paulo, what's up?

(speaking faintly)

- Hey, yo, TC, I'm here kicking it with your boy Mitch.

- Yo, what up, Mitch?

- Ain't nothin', chillin' my dog.

- We heard some niggas gonna give up they stash.

So Zoolian stepped in and had them cryin' like a baby.

Is that true, my G?

- Hey, that's fuckin' fiction, dog, I had to make a show.

I had to make these niggas give they shit.

That fuckin' Zoolian, that nigga was tremblin'.

- I knew that shit didn't go down the way Pat was talkin'.

- Yo, I'm right outside, let me park real quick.

- All right, cool.

That nigga blew up your spot.

(laughing)

- You tellin' fairy tales, nigga.

- [Paulo] Lyin'-ass nigga.

- [Zoolian] I got real tired of all the disrespect from TC.

He was a bully and I fuckin' hated bullies.

- Hey, man, yo.

What's up, man? - All right, bro.

- Zoolian, what up, boy?

(blow thudding) Oh!

What the fuck?

- You was on speaker phone, motherfucker!

- Hey, not in here, please!

- You pussy, Zoolian, even with a gun you pussy.

(blows thudding) Oh!

- [Paulo] Yo, chill out, dude, what the fuck you doin' man?

- I'm Zoo-Zoo, what's the word?

- Zoo, you gonna shoot motherfuckers unconscious, man?

- Superman with a gat?

- Motherfucker don't respect me, fool.

- [Paulo] Get the fucking gun, Mitch!

(gunshots booming) (exclaiming)

(screaming) - Fuck!

(groaning) (blows thudding)

- [Man] (sobs) What the fuck is wrong with him?

- You think you know me, nigga?

You think you know me?

♪ Hee hee ♪ - Huh?

- Man is nothing like his brother, all right?

He shouldn't talk.

- Zoolian, that's my cousin, dog.

What the fuck you doin', man?

You gonna shoot my fuckin' cousin?

It's like that, my nigga?

(sobbing) Word, that's what it's like?

- I see you nigga, I'ma see you.

(melancholy piano music)

- All right, yeah. - Zoo-Zoo.

(melancholy piano music)

Now this is your room.

Towels, rugs, everything you need is in there.

Listen,

(piano music)

(orchestral music)

- Hi, Zoo-Zoo.

I'm Paris.

Soljie sent me.

- Oh, what a pleasant surprise.

(Paris moans)

- I'm gonna enjoy you.

'Cause I love the taste of chocolate.

(easy listening music)

(birds twittering)

- Well,

- Yeah, yeah.

Gangstas incorporated.

(both laugh)

You know,

- Hmm.

You get it?

(coughing)

(groaning)

Zoo-Zoo, I'm not in the best of health,

so I passed on my duties

to the underboss.

Well, as you already know,

he's out of service.

(slow piano music)

(laughing)

(speaking faintly)

(smack resounds)

- Uncle,

what will I have to contribute to the family?

What will be required of me per se?

- You would have to put this family before everything else.

Your mother, your wife,

your children.

Once you get into this family, there is no coming out.

Loyalty is the main requirement.

You have to recite a vow and make the sacrifice.

- What's the vow?

- (laughing) You're not ready yet.

When you're ready, you will know.

- I'm ready right now.

- Are you sure about this?

- Yeah.

- All right.

Make a fist.

Put it across your chest; repeat after me.

I will give up my life for the Jamaican mafia family.

- I will give up my life for the Jamaican mafia family.

- If I betray the Jamaican mafia family,

- If i betray the Jamaican mafia family,

- may I die the worst death.

- May I die the worst death.

- May my soul be burnt in eternal fire.

- May my soul be

burned in eternal fire.

(chuckling)

- Well, on to stage two.

A sacrifice.

(gunshot booming)

(gunshots booming)

(somber music)

- Soljie,

Soljie,

- Jankro,

(hip hop music)

A man can't successfully break the law

unless he knows the law.

(delicate music)

(pulsating hip hop music)

(gunshots booming)

You get it?

- [Zoolian] Yeah.

(gunshots booming)

- [Soljie] You get it.

(laughing)

- Soljie.

- [Soljie] Hmm?

(chuckling)

- Zoo-zoo,

- Okay.

- Now,

(both chuckle)

Thanks.

(cell phone ringing)

- Hello.

- Soljie,

- Thank you.

(somber music)

- Good night, Awilloh.

(chuckling)

(chuckling)

- Man is the only animal

who can be friendly

with a victim that he intends to eat.

- Real talk.

(laughing)

(upbeat music)

Do you believe in voodoo?

- Not at all.

- Well, in this field,

You see this ring?

have not been in jail.

(laughing)

Come on, man. (laughing)

(orchestral music)

- All right, Trih-nee.

- Something is not right with Trih-nee.

You go in

- All right, Soljie.

(laughing)

- Massup. - Yeah.

- Definitely; yeah, man.

(singing in foreign language)

Mafia,

- All right.

♪ Man dark and stubborn ♪

♪ The ball-ee of the whole place govern ♪

♪ The 90s, I miss the money from 90s ♪

♪ Chainsaw music like you're out of them giant-ees ♪

♪ Tryna to steal her from New Jersey ♪

♪ Them a find 'em a wrap up in a tree, blue jersey ♪

♪ Fuckin' idiot, all up in this bad man trump-tee ♪

(singing in foreign language)

♪ London tricks and ♪

(mid-tempo funky music)

(gunshots booming)

Why you come in?

(slow music)

- [Zoolian] This was the second time I saved Massup's life.

And both times he gave the green lime the credit.

(engine rumbling)

- [Man] Come on, son, I pop this nigger, word.

You see this nigger, word.

That's that bitch right there?

Do it now, son. - Dee, word.

Yo, where that nigga Zoolian at?

- [Woman] I don't know, he's not around.

- [Man In Black] You sure about that?

- Why wouldn't I be?

- Your nigga may be hidin' there, he did some foul shit.

- [Man In Black] You ain't lyin' to us, right bitch?

- No. - That nigga

violated my cousin; he almost lost a leg.

Tell that nigga Zoolian it ain't safe right here no more,

you heard? - All right.

- Ain't safe. - All right, all right.

- Ain't safe. - Get that message

across to him, bitch.

- [Man In White] It ain't safe.

(knocking at door)

- Nothin'.

How everyone? - Good.

Nice to meet you. - Good to meet you, darling.

- Come in, please.

(singing faintly)

(speaking faintly in patois)

- What?

- Hi.

Zoo-Zoo,

(door creaks)

♪ See, like that, no ♪

- [Massup] Wow.

(Dolly tuts)

You know I love you, Dolly.

I got lots of love for ya.

♪ Listen if, hey hey hey ♪

♪ Call my name ♪

(singing in foreign language)

♪ All the name, man a real gangsta's so you know ♪

♪ Semi-Nah the strain when me imm ♪

♪ Baby open wide and let me ♪

(talking faintly on TV)

- I am nice.

- Mm.

Okay.

- [Massup] Spread that bumbaclot.

(Dolly panting and moaning)

- [Dolly] My pussy, Massup. (moaning)

- [Massup] Ride that.

(moaning faintly)

- Mm-hmm.

(chuckling)

- Can I unwrap it?

- It's all yours, Boo.

♪ With him, baby open wide and let me in ♪

♪ You're not ashamed ♪

♪ So look me in my eyes lemme tell you say ♪

♪ Lover, you look for me, me lover you look honey ♪

♪ Me lover you treat it right, keep the things that I ♪

♪ And preserve everything for me, hey can you boom boom kie ♪

♪ Me love is-- ♪ - Ride that bombaclat.

- I wanna come, Massup.

♪ We boom, that's right ♪

♪ I'll give it to you just the way you like ♪

♪ Whoa ♪

♪ Oh, gal ♪

♪ Me want you wind up for me and go, gal ♪

(birds twittering)

- Hold on, Cat. - Man, who the fuck is you?

- [Driver] A friend of a good friend of a good...

(somber music)

- [Cat] Man, fuck off--

- Man, I ain't walk into no fuckin' death trap.

You wanna ask me...

Hmm, other man,

Uh huh, Cat,

(knocking at door)

- What's up, Dawn?

It's Cat, is Zoolian in?

- [Dawn] No, he's not here.

- Um, well, could you get him on the phone?

I lost my cell phone.

- [Dawn] All right, hold on.

What the...

Cat, what?

(somber music)

- Yo, Zoolian, what up, squaw?

- Yo, Cat, what's going on?

- But yo, yo, check this out.

Shit is crazy right now.

Yo, the rightful owner of that money we jacked, he here man.

Awilloh, he want his money back.

- Yo, I'm in the Bronx, man.

I would, I'd have to get at you later.

- There is no money there.

- What the fuck?

I said there's no money there.

Just leave her out of this, she's just a fuckin' roommate.

Goodbye.

- [Man] Bullshit, man; bullshit, man.

- Hello? - Zoo-Zoo, what's wrong?

- Hello.

(clattering)

(knocking at door)

- [Massup] What happened, Zoo-Zoo?

(Massup tuts)

- [Man In Black] Nothin', Boss.

- Don't, don't give me that look, squaw.

I gave back half of what I took.

I brought you to both niggas' cribs and everything.

Look, I ain't know it was your bread.

I did everything you asked.

(gunshot booming) (screaming)

(gunshot booming) (whimpering)

- Shut the fuck up.

(door creaks)

No.

No!

(soft music)

Why?

Why?

No!

No.

(weeping)

(weeping)

- Yeah, Soljie,

- What?

How did that happen?

- Get him back to the house right now, you hear me?

Don't stop anywhere else.

- All right, cool.

(somber music)

Yo, Zoo-Zoo.

Come now, man.

(Zoolian groans)

(Zoolian panting)

- [Zoolian] That evening Soljie became a preacher,

a guidance counselor and a psychiatrist

in order to calm me down.

Dawn didn't deserve it.

(suspenseful music)

Soljie was so eager to kill a member of the Nigerian gang,

he sat on the same spot of the bed for three hours,

waitin' for his victim to roll in.

- [Woman] Please, wait.

(ominous music)

(chuckling)

(man sighs happily)

Calm down, Chee-mo.

(woman laughs)

Oh.

- This is a very nice place.

- Thank you, Chee-mo, I'm happy you like it.

- But,

- Oh, you know what, I'm just a clean freak.

I like my sheets and carpets to be dust free.

But I'll let you remove the plastic after you undress me.

- All right, baby, I turn it on.

Mm, you are turnin' me on. (smooching)

Please, hurry up, all right baby?

Mm.

Yes, ah!

(breathing heavily)

(somber music)

(creaking)

(groaning)

(screaming and groaning)

(wheezing)

(squelching) (whimpering)

(hip hop music)

(eerie music)

♪ Bom ♪

♪ Bom ♪

♪ Bom ♪

♪ Bom bom bom ♪

(ominous music)

(door creaks)

- Come out, Zoo-Zoo.

(clattering)

(eerie music)

(clattering)

♪ Yeah, Daddy, that's it, tell it you on miss ♪

♪ Yeah, like these thighs, they can ♪

- Yo, yo, kill queen.

- What, nigga?

- Soljie said to hit him up, see what's good.

- All right, man.

Hey, Shawty, look, Mama, us got to roll.

Let it marinate till I'm done with this stupid business, yo.

That's what's up, sexy ass, go on.

(smack resounds) Mm.

Fine.

Man, go inside there and keep her company, man,

till I'm finished with this call.

- No problem, OG.

- Goddamn, and don't be all doin' it, neither.

- [Henchman] Shit.

♪ Goddamn, bitch. ♪ - Mm.

♪ Queen of the can again, she got a nigga proper bansh ♪

♪ Shorty talkin' 'bout ♪

♪ Yeah, Daddy, I can tell that you a man ♪

(suspenseful music)

(man chortling) (women squealing)

- [Henchman] Man, Soljie, have a call.

- [Soljie] Hello.

- What up, boss man?

Heard you need my services.

- I'm arrangin' a big funeral in New York,

and I want you to moderate it.

- Well get me a pair wings, I'll fly out there,

cremate and bury whoever and whenever.

- Just lay low.

You'll get an invitation from me.

- Say no more, I'm invisible until you hit me back.

I'm gone.

- All right.

- Oh, shit, baby.

Look like we got a job!

(hip hop music)

- Oh.

(dramatic music)

(knocking at door)

- Yo, Massup,

Oh, okay, okay.

No problem.

(hip hop music)

- [Zoolian] When I saw what was inside,

I started thinkin' I should go back to the legal world.

But I had to stick to my mafia vows.

I began to tell myself I was smart enough

to master the underworld and evade the authorities.

- Hey, Zoo-Zoo.

- Yeah, man.

♪ Them, them can't gimme nothin' ♪

♪ Anyway the money let me go far ♪

♪ Boss man, (singing in foreign language) ♪

♪ Me work hard for the bread and butter ♪

♪ Watch her now, because she wrote a plan ♪

♪ To see respect for me a growin' 'cause me now big friend ♪

♪ Another man (singing in foreign language) ♪

(hip hop music)

(singing in foreign language)

♪ Watch me now ♪

(singing in foreign language)

- [Zoolian] That's Chidima, Awilloh's baby mama.

She was born in America,

but her parents were from West Africa.

She didn't have to work, but she enjoyed doin' hair.

♪ Me want the world to be my house, life ♪

♪ I gotta live a fun life ♪

♪ Virgins are so boring ♪

- [Zoolian] I figured a guy like Awilloh

can give his woman anything she wanted

but never had the time to provide

that understanding which a woman truly need.

So I knew there was a good chance of gettin' to Chidima.

(singing in foreign language)

♪ At this point in bed anything goes ♪

♪ Them gal them know why ♪

♪ I'ma searchin' for a nympho ♪

♪ Must find a nympho, beautiful sluts I get thee wet ♪

♪ And by and by I ♪

- [Zoolian] Hi.

- [Woman] Hi.

- My name is Rick Flame.

You might not remember me,

but I took my ex-girlfriend here before

and you did her hair.

- Oh, yeah?

- And she loved it.

But I'm not here for you to do my hair per se.

I'm here to let you know you had a massive impact on me,

and I would love if we could get acquainted.

- Wow, I'm really flattered by that and all.

I mean you're a very handsome man.

But I'm actually engaged.

Sorry.

- Well ah,

we all need friends, don't we?

Friendly conversations on the phone is all I'm askin'.

I give good advice and I'm a good listener.

- Look, my fiance is a very jealous man.

I just can't do that.

- You mind if I take a business card?

- Sure, go right ahead.

You're Chid-ee-ma?

- It's Chidima, and yes that's me.

- Chidima, is it okay if I call you

on the store's phone one of these days?

- I won't stalk you, I promise.

(both chuckle)

- I'll tell you what.

If I'm not busy, then I guess it's okay.

- Cool, that's fine with me.

Enjoy the rest of your day, Chidima.

- [Chidima] I will.

And you do the same, Mr. Rick Flame.

- Goodbye, ladies.

- [All] Bye.

(faint hip hop music)

- Girl, he's hot.

- And he's a gentleman.

- You sure are a magnet for the rich ones, girl.

(soft music)

- Maxine!

- Oh, my son, where have you been?

- [Zoolian] Where you goin'?

- Zoolian,

- So what's the big problem?

I don't want you around Soljie and his posse

when their enemies catch up to them.

(melancholy music)

(engine rumbling)

(singing in foreign language)

(laughing)

- Jankro,

(laughing)

- Who does that?

(laughing)

- (speaking in foreign language) Zoo-Zoo.

(laughing)

(speaking faintly)

Pichairie,

- First,

Then,

(faint hip hop music)

(laughing)

- No.

- Yo.

(both sucking teeth)

Yo.

(suspenseful music)

(blow thudding)

Blood clot!

- Jankro, no!

(gun bangs down)

♪ Hey ♪

(whooping) ♪ This a lover a bubba yo ♪

♪ Somebody in trouble yeah ♪

(moaning)

♪ Boy you amazing ♪

(moaning) ♪ Can I be your lady ♪

♪ Give me some of your love ♪

♪ Don't fight it just let it be ♪

♪ All I need is your attention ♪

♪ And I give you my invention ♪

♪ All I want-- ♪ - You want me to pull out?

♪ And the crime is for your motion ♪

(laughing)

- [Man] Right.

- [Zoolian] Pichairie received a text message

from an ex-boyfriend, concernin' someone

who was defamin' her character inside a barbershop.

She went there immediately.

♪ Da da da da da doe ♪

♪ A star Tina ♪

♪ Me I like click, me I like rock ♪

♪ Never stop bubblin' up caught nigga in the back moe ♪

♪ My wig dance, always strap ♪

♪ If you tie your thing 'pon your face ♪

♪ You walk up drop and make a new friend ♪

- [Zoolian] Pichairie had a big problem with men

who defamed woman around other men.

(laughing)

- Hey, gal.

(gunshot booming) (exclaiming)

- [Pichairie] Boy, hey boy.

(Ferron moans)

- Fuck, yo.

- [Pichairie] Who swallow?

(Ferron sobs)

- [Zoolian] Everyone was amused, excluding the owner.

It wasn't good for his business place.

(Ferron sobs)

- [Soljie] (chuckling) Don't worry about Jankro, man.

He's back in line.

- I'm worried about washing the money into legal commerce.

(cell phone ringing) - Hold on one second Zoo-Zoo.

Hello.

Yes, Lance.

- Soljie, remember I'm traveling to Jamaica tomorrow.

I'm boarding my private jet in the morning,

and I'm gonna be landing

at the Ewarton airfield in St. Catherine.

Is everything in place?

- Listen, I spoke to the Commissioner this mornin'

in in Kingston, so when you get to Jamaica,

just go see him at his office.

- Which office, Hope or Red-ells?

- Hope Road, Lance.

Sorry about that, Zoo-Zoo.

I didn't quite get all of that,

so just run it by me again.

- Uncle, I'm sayin' the family needs legal cash cows

in case the operation gets shot down, yeah?

But instead of startin' businesses from scratch,

we should buy out established companies.

- That's a good thing.

But I don't think that really thriving businesses

would sell out.

- Well, intimidation is one way to convince them.

Or we hit them with currency they can't reject.

(laughing)

- I like that.

You have the degree in the business sector,

so I guess that makes you my investment advisor, hmm?

(ominous music)

I have degrees too, in musclin' people.

So, you make the moves,

and I'll back you up.

(laughing)

(hip hop music)

♪ Hmm ♪

(singing in foreign language)

I'm just here on a job interview.

(laughing)

- Yeah, anything?

(faint hip hop music)

- Yes, dear.

(blow thudding)

(choral music)

- Deal.

(slow music)

(traffic rumbling)

- Robert, I heard you're one of the best

Jamaican lawyers in town.

We need a top-rated guy like you on retainer.

We won't wait until we are locked up and behind bars.

We need wise counsel ASAP.

- Did they tell you I'm one of the most expensive too?

(chuckling)

- Actually they did.

They also told me that you love this

more than money.

(sniffs)

Tomorrow we're compellin' a store owner

to sign over his business to us.

Gimme some legal advice on that.

(lawyer clears throat)

(horn honking softy)

- Yeah.

(singing in foreign language)

- Yo, that's Massup!

(singing in foreign language)

(acoustic guitar music)

(gunshots booming)

(choral music) (gunshots booming)

(singing in foreign language)

(gunshot booming)

(singing in foreign language)

(ominous music)

Yo, Cripple.

That night we made him sign over the store's lease

and 100% stockholder certificate.

Dale and his wife decided on a price instantly that night,

but Dale tried to set us up.

So we gave them half of what they really wanted.

(weeping)

(singing in foreign language)

♪ Is a mafia thing, Jamaican mafia ♪

♪ Look, listen up right here ♪

♪ Oh oh oh my God, oh my God ♪

♪ I never see a crew of no people so bad ♪

♪ Oh my God, oh my God ♪

♪ I never see a crew like mafia squad ♪

♪ Jamaican bad man no play, Jamaican mafia we no play ♪

♪ Jamaican bad man no play, Jamaican mafia we no play ♪

♪ Lemme star with the way we talk ♪

♪ The way we walk the mafi-o ♪

♪ So, the ambition we have been so mafioso ♪

♪ We not your latitude it's all mafioso ♪

♪ Jamaican and the way new mafioso ♪

♪ Me shoes mafioso, me girl mafioso ♪

♪ Me pool mafioso, me gell mafioso ♪

♪ We get the most for most o' most ho most yo ♪

♪ Once we got on the po-po ♪

♪ Jamaican bad man no play, Jamaican mafia we no play ♪

♪ Jamaican bad man no play, Jamaican mafia we no play ♪

♪ We no play, Jamaican bad man no play ♪

♪ Jamaican mafia we no play ♪

♪ Jamaican bad man no play, Jamaican mafia we no play ♪

♪ We no play ♪

♪ Soljie had a big dance, a mafioso ♪

♪ For cherry he gun figurin' mafioso ♪

♪ Cripple move so simple, mafioso ♪

♪ Zoo-Zoo the underboss, mafioso ♪

♪ Who let that in hustle in mafioso ♪

♪ Thanks man to transport a mafioso ♪

(singing in foreign language)

♪ Skelo laugh and kill you ♪ (cheering)

♪ (speaking in foreign language) mafioso ♪

♪ Find me trouble, hey man double mafioso ♪

♪ Jankro and Shan-kro a mafioso ♪

♪ Zeeko ee Zeeko, a mafioso ♪

♪ Dolly the mafia, queen mafioso ♪

♪ Locks eh the gangster is mafioso ♪

♪ Everyone in ah-dee-koo mafioso ♪

♪ Ah loo-ne-nah with cell phone the mafioso ♪

♪ Jamaican bad man no play, Jamaican mafia we no play ♪

♪ Jamaican bad man no play, Jamaican mafia we no play ♪

♪ We no play Jamaican bad man no play ♪

♪ Jamaican mafia we no play ♪

♪ Jamaican bad man no play, Jamaican mafia we no play ♪

♪ We no play, oh oh oh my God, oh my God ♪

♪ I never see a crew a mat-lie mafia squad ♪

♪ Oh my God, oh my God ♪

♪ I never see a crew of people so bad ♪

♪ Oh my God ♪

♪ So we up on the beads again ♪

♪ Represent for the streets again ♪

♪ Dancer tomorrow we all do it again ♪

- You don't ever have to worry about furniture.

(laughing) Maxine.

Whatever you want, just go by the furniture store

and pick it out.

Don't worry about that.

My delivery boys will drop it off by the house.

All right?

All right, later.

- Zoo-Zoo,

♪ The fever button is not ♪

♪ Ha ♪

♪ Thoughts yeah from Berlin to Amsterdam ♪

(singing in foreign language)

(sucking teeth)

(orchestral music)

- Because of the incident the other day

in front of the furniture store,

we have to be prepared for all old warfare.

- But Soljie,

- I am just making sure that everyone understand

that our territories can be assaulted at any given moment,

so all of us who like to party and sport

will have to find indoor hobbies.

- Pretty much.

(laughing)

you're liable for shoot

(laughing)

- [Soljie] Zoo-zoo,

- [Soljie] Zoo-zoo,

The police syndicate, the Italian mob will be on us.

- Soljie,

(soft music)

(suspenseful music)

(gunshots booming) (exclaiming)

(sirens wailing)

- Things was really gettin' hot in the streets.

I had a serious plan in motion.

Chidima had Vibe magazines in her salon

with her brother's name and address attached,

so I decided to cause turmoil in her love life

by hurtin' her brother and causin' Awilloh to get the blame.

(choral music)

(suspenseful music)

Turned out it was Chidima's parents

who lived at the address.

- Zoo-Zoo,

- [Zoolian] The thought of carryin' out that act

seemed too devilish.

(suspenseful music)

Massup was so bloodthirsty,

he went back with Jankro the following day.

- Sweetheart, sweetheart!

Sweetheart.

Nah, come now.

Look now.

Sweetheart, it's a surprise gift from Chidima.

Oh my God, please, please don't kill us.

- Listen, mate, we're here for Chidima.

But since she's not here, one of you will definitely do.

- That's exactly what we're gonna do.

But first let me tell you

about your son-in-law, your daughter.

(gunshot booming) (screaming)

- Don't raise your bloody voice at me, chap.

- [Wife] Oh my God, no! (sobbing)

- [Massup] Listen, lady, listen.

(gunshots booming) (screaming)

you see that?

You see it? - Oh, please.

- You see it? - Don't kill me please.

- Look at me.

Tell your bloody daughter this is all her fault.

Her man Awilloh fucked with the wrong Englishman!

You dig?

Get that message across to them.

You're next if we gotta come back, do you hear me?

(whimpering)

- [Wife] Please. )wailing)

No!

(screaming) Thank God, please, why? (screaming)

- Your father went home and came back with a AK-47

and opened up on Awilloh.

When we thought Awilloh was dead, Awilloh get up.

Scratch-free, no gunshot wounds, no blood.

And he wasn't even wearing a bulletproof vest.

Awilloh and me bury the strife for the business.

Time after time.

Few months later, Giry-Gary gets killed,

by the police mysteriously.

When Zeeko died,

I found out that Awilloh had deep ties

with the local police captain, get it?

(laughing)

- Good, good.

- Zoo-Zoo,

At this moment I realized how heartless they really were.

My mother wasn't lying on that one.

(mid-tempo piano music)

I found out the date and location of her father's wake

and paid my respects from a distance.

(slow piano music)

Right then I really believed my plan would work.

Hi there.

- Hey, you're Rick, right?

- You remember my name. that's a good thing.

- Chidima had a death in the family.

She won't be workin' for a while.

- Huh?

Wow.

I hope she's not takin' it too hard.

- Yeah, it's so sad.

- I hate to hear that.

What's your name again?

- Somala. - Somala,

can I speak to you off the air for a minute please?

- Sure.

Follow me.

So what's up?

- I like your friend a lot.

I think she's terrific.

- Really?

- Mm-hmm.

Since my first visit here I figured

you and her have the closest relationship, am I right?

- Yes, yes you are.

- Okay, um,

she needs all the support she could get right now

and I would love to be one of the shoulders she can lean on.

If I give you my number, can you make sure she calls me?

- I could pass your number on to her,

but I can't make her call you.

- You have a piece of paper I could write on?

- No, sorry. - No?

I should have paper in here.

- That's mad paper!

- Can you promise me I'll hear from her?

- (sighs) That's bribery.

- I'm desperate.

Help me?

- Okay, you'll hear from her, I promise.

- So take the number. - Oh, yeah.

- All right, have a good day. - Bye!

(somber music)

♪ Tired of bein' lonely ♪

♪ Waitin' for my homie ♪

♪ Lookin' at my phone, waitin' for that call ♪

♪ Tellin' me that she could come home ♪

♪ Another glass overrun now ♪

♪ This'll be my throat ♪

♪ Now everything's a blur, you got it all I heard ♪

♪ But all I could think of is you you ♪

♪ Baby and you and you ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ♪

♪ There she goes ♪

♪ I don't wanna dance with you ♪

- [Zoolian] Chidima left her baby with her mother,

booked a hotel and stayed away from Awilloh for a few days.

She invited me over.

(pop music)

♪ Ooh ooh ♪

♪ Come here, come here ♪

♪ Girl, come on over here, get in the bed ♪

♪ Let my hands get lost in you hair ♪

♪ I'll be gentle, you don't have to be scared ♪

♪ Scared, no ♪

♪ Makin' love to you feels so right ♪

♪ I ain't rushin' girl, I'm takin' my time ♪

♪ With you, ooh you ♪

♪ Kissin' everybody, a party ♪

♪ Oh so slow, yeah, oh so slowly baby ♪

♪ Puttin' me and, baby, right here with a bud ♪

♪ Baby, right before you come ♪

♪ Baby, please, play for me ♪

♪ I need you to wait for me ♪

♪ Pray for me, wait for me, wait for me ♪

♪ You wait for me, oh ♪

♪ Wait for me, wait for me ♪

♪ Wait for me ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Let's do it again after we shower ♪

♪ Wear you out though we gon' sleep about ♪

- [Zoolian] After having sweet sex,

Chidima I said the sweetest thing.

- I can never forgive him.

He took my father away from me.

And my dad was my everything.

I need to get him out of my life.

- So break off the engagement and move out.

- You never heard of Awilloh?

- No.

- He's a Nigerian gangster.

And most people fear him, including myself.

- Why, is he a monster?

- He wasn't always like that, though.

When we first met, I remember he had a friend in college

who was a made man with the Italian mafia.

Awilloh did the most cold-blooded murder.

It was like a favor to them.

He beheaded a Russian gangster,

single-handedly, with a sword.

Ever since then, he was connected to the Italian mob.

- You had a major problem,

and I solved it, Tee-san.

- My brain is old, no fuckin' good at solving riddles.

One problem.

(classical music)

Oh!

Fuck!

- Huh?

Eh?

Eh?

He's bought my parents' house,

he's bought my business,

he's even bought the house that we live in right now.

And he's threatened to kill me if I ever left him.

- You married to the mob.

- Yeah.

Getting rid of him, that would be the only way out.

That would be the only way for me to move on with my life.

Look,

I know there are a lot of dangerous Jamaican men out there.

Do you think you'd know anyone who I could hire?

- Yeah, I do.

I'll do it myself.

I'll do it for free.

- You?

Are you serious?

- I'm the perfect candidate, I want you for myself.

- Rick, when I told you that Awilloh was a monster,

he really is.

- Oh yeah?

- This man has been stabbed, he's been shot,

he's been in a car that exploded

and he walked away scratch-free.

No one could hurt him,

unless they know how to break his spell.

- What spell?

- He becomes human when he cries.

(laughing)

I'm serious, I'm serious.

He told me so.

- Okay, okay, I believe you, Chidima.

I believe you, okay.

I couldn't understand why everybody

believed in this voodoo shit.

To me, Awilloh was just a lucky motherfucker,

and his luck was about to run out.

(speaking faintly)

(speaking faintly)

♪ Hi, hi, hi, yeah ♪

♪ Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, murderer ♪

(singing in foreign language)

♪ Boy, this no question ♪

♪ Should've never diss a real bad man ♪

(singing in foreign language)

(all laughing)

(all laughing)

♪ New York to Jamaica ♪

♪ We no like no faker, parkland tough ♪

♪ We are copin' like a baker ♪

♪ Big matty girl go shake it like a shaker ♪

♪ Tell her boy decide the blood clot song ♪

♪ Boy dis sweet, dem blood clot wrong ♪

(singing faintly)

(laughing)

(all laughing)

though, Soljie.

- Zoo-Zoo.

- Zoo-Zoo,

(soft music)

- A week later Chidima and I had a long discussion

about gettin' the job done.

She told me everything I needed to know.

We had a solid plan.

She even told me what to say to make Awilloh cry,

but I still didn't believe the fairy tale bullshit.

(hip hop music)

The followin' day I went to Awilloh's house.

I heard so much about him, I thought

I would be visitin' a mansion, but it was a modest house

in the low-key section of Long Beach, Long Island.

(groovy music)

(doorbell rings)

I assume you're Mr. Otosanya, Miss Otosanya's husband.

Am I right?

- Who are you?

- Evidently you are not, because if you was,

you would know I'm here to do the appraisal.

- Huh?

- Hold up, big man.

Until I know you're mr. Otosanya or not,

you are not going through my personal stuff.

(groovy guitar music)

- Hi.

Mr. Richards from the bank, right?

- You must be Miss Otosanya.

- I am. - Now we're gettin' somewhere.

- Please come in. - This was

the point of no return.

It was do or die from here on.

- Happy now?

Miss Otosanya, what is thin?

- I'm sorry, but it's routine for everyone who comes here.

- Turn around.

- I'm going to start with the plumbin' fixtures.

Lead me to the kitchen, please.

(slow music)

(rapping faintly)

- Hey honey, Mr. Richards is here from the bank.

He's here to do our appraisal.

- Oh yeah?

(chuckling)

- Mr. Richards, come on.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(speaking faintly)

- You've got to get the baby away from him.

- I know, I know, but what am I gonna do?

He is not gonna let me take her.

- Just think of something real quick, okay?

Just say you need to change the baby's clothes

or Pampers, any little thing.

You just gotta get the baby away from him, okay?

Now go, get back in there and get the baby.

- All right, okay. - Go!

Just go.

(speaking faintly)

- Sweetheart, I forgot to change her Pampers.

Let me just go change her,

so she could sleep comfortably, all right?

I'll bring her back, I promise.

I just want her to be comfortable, okay?

The plumbing is under the sink.

I'm gonna take the baby in the room and change her.

Just give me a shout if you need me, okay?

(suspenseful music)

(gunshots booming)

- What the fuck?

- Awilloh,

(gunshot booming)

♪ Awilloh ♪

(gunshot booming)

♪ Oh will, Awilloh ♪

(gunshot booming) ♪ Awilloh ♪

(gunshot booming) ♪ Ah, Awilloh ♪

- No one can hurt him.

(groaning) (blows thudding)

Motherfucker. - Oh, God.

- [Chidima] Rick, what happened?

- It didn't work, it didn't fuckin' work!

- What are you talking about?

(baby cries)

No, what are you doing?

What the hell are you doing?

Put her down!

Put her down; stop, please.

(baby crying) Awilloh!

- No, God! (overlapping voices)

- He becomes human when he cries.

(baby wails) - Please.

(gunshot booming)

(baby crying)

(gunshots booming)

(slow piano music)

- After the hit, Chidima called 911.

She hid herself and the baby in the closet

until the cops arrived and stated it was a robbery.

She was fiercely interrogated,

but she stuck to the script

with great acting that deserved an Oscar.

The cops eventually dropped her

from the list of suspects and moved on.

(orchestral music)

Awilloh is ghost.

♪ Ah ah ♪

- Hmm.

♪ Ah ah ♪

♪ Ah ah ♪

♪ Ah ah ♪

♪ Ah ah ♪

- Zoolian,

as from this moment,

you've made me and your father

very proud.

♪ Ah ah ♪

♪ Ah ah ♪

♪ Ah ah ♪

- Hail!

To Zoo mafia!

- [All] Zoo-Zoo mafia!

Zoo-Zoo mafia!

Zoo-Zoo mafia!

Zoo-Zoo mafia!

(orchestral music)

(somber hip hop music)

- [All] Zoo-Zoo mafia!

Zoo-Zoo mafia!

Zoo-Zoo mafia!

Zoo-Zoo mafia!

Zoo-Zoo mafia!

Zoo-Zoo mafia!

Zoo-Zoo mafia!

Zoo-Zoo mafia!

- [Zoolian] I became a made man.

I stepped up in rank instantly

as the official underboss of the Jamaican mafia family.

(orchestral music)

(singing in foreign language)

♪ Jamaican mafia (singing in foreign language) ♪

♪ ♪ Oh oh oh my God, oh my God ♪

♪ I never see a crew of no people so bad ♪

♪ Oh my God, oh my God ♪

♪ I never see a crew like that mafia squad ♪

♪ Jamaican bad man no play, Jamaican mafia we no play ♪

♪ Jamaican bad man no play, Jamaican mafia we no play ♪

(singing in foreign language)

♪ We natural attitude is so mafioso ♪

♪ Jamaican, an the rain and new, mafioso ♪

♪ Me shoes mafioso, me carrot mafioso ♪

♪ Me pool mafioso, me girl mafioso ♪

♪ We get the most fo' most dough most ho, most, yo ♪

♪ Don't speak a dandy po-po ♪

♪ Jamaican bad man no play, Jamaican mafia we no play ♪

♪ Jamaican bad man no play, Jamaican mafia we no play ♪

♪ We no play, Jamaican bad man no play ♪

♪ Jamaican mafia we no play ♪

♪ Jamaican bad man no play, Jamaican mafia we no play ♪

♪ We no play, Soljie had the big guns, so mafioso ♪

♪ Pichairie the gun fairy, mafioso ♪

♪ Cripple move so simple, mafioso ♪

♪ Zoo-Zoo the underboss, mafioso ♪

♪ Who let out the hustle in mafioso ♪

♪ Thanks man, you transport the mafioso ♪

♪ Money, everybody got mafioso ♪

♪ Skelo laugh and kill you, mafioso ♪

♪ Massup and the coolest, mafioso ♪

♪ Tommy Trouble, him a double mafioso ♪

♪ Jankro ee Shankra, a mafioso ♪

♪ Zeeko is Zeeko, a mafioso ♪

♪ Dolly the mafia, queen mafioso ♪

♪ Locks see the gangster as mafioso ♪

♪ Everyone in Adeekoo mafioso ♪

♪ With Ka-loo-na-na cell phone ♪