All language subtitles for SuperFly.2018.720p.BluRay.x264.Replica.3-3

I did it.

I didn't pull the trigger, but I
definitely pushed the button.

Fat Freddie got it done.

I thought I made
myself clear, Eddie.

What the fuck do you mean,
you made yourself clear?

- I said leave them alone.
- I thought we were partners.

I get a say-so
in this shit, too.

The fuck?

You're my brother, Priest.

Somebody come at my brother.
They come at me.

If they come at me,
they get got.

- You started a war.
- No, I didn't.

They was gonna come
for you regardless.

Fuck Sno Patrol! You
said that shit yourself.

We gonna be long
gone by the time

they're an issue
for us anyway, trust me.

That's the problem, Eddie.
That's the fucking problem.

We are supposed to trust
each other. Are we not?

You don't always have to tell me the truth.
That's not trust.

Me doing right by you,

you doing right by me.
That's trust!

Haven't I always
done right by you?

Whatever, nigga. Just don't
fucking lie to me again.

- I'm serious.
- A'ight.

I don't care what your
definition of trust is, either.

Mmm. You want
to hug it out?

Huh? I'm right here.

Hug this.

God, give me the strength
to lead these people

to righteousness,
to prosperity,

and to a better city.

God, give these good people

the strength to make
the right decision

at the voting booth next month,
for themselves, their family,

and for the blessed
city of Atlanta.

God bless you.

God bless ATL.

Thank you.

Georgia, my goodness,
look at this turnout.

Well, you have a ton
of supporters, Your Honor.

That I may, but not normally
amongst this crowd.

Come work with me already.

I already
work for you, sir.

You are single-handedly
expanding my base.

In the words of Christ
himself, "I have other sheep

"that are not of this pen.

"But I need these also."

And you, my dear,
know all the cool sheep.

Yes, I do.

Wow. Powerful,
isn't it?

It is beautiful.

You know he paints murals
as well, this guy,

out on the streets?

He's known to use
found materials.

Well, some of my favorite
artists use found materials.

I feel it brings a sense
of reality to the work.

Yeah. Of course.

Turning trash into millions.

Mmm. Artists are hustlers.

And everyone loves a hustler,
don't they, Mayor Atkins?

They just can't help it.

Why don't you
show me another piece?

What's wrong
with this piece?

Nothing.

Good.

Because you
just bought it.

- Did I?
- Yes.

How much did I spend?

- I'll talk to you in a minute.
- Okay.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Thank you. You look so good.
- You look good.

How you doing?

If you left me in a
roach-infested trap house,

I wouldn't feel nearly as
dirty as I do right now

next to His Honor.

Oh, my God, is that
a bathing suit under there?

Baby,
I'm sorry,

- but you've got to stay close to him.
- Why?

- What's the play here?
- There's no play right now.

That's something
for a rainy day.

I got to make a call.

Yo,
are they there yet?

No, not yet.

We have an exhibition
at the San Francisco MOMA

opening next week.

- Okay.
- And I thought it'd be dope

- to do something here, too.
- Are you kidding me?

I would love that. That would
be absolutely amazing.

- Good seeing you.
- Good to see you.

- Take care. Hey.
- I will.

- 'Sup?
- You got to go.

Let me call you back.

This look like a mixtape
release party to you, nigga?

It ain't that
kind of event.

- Bitch, go do your job.
- "Bitch"?

Look,
I got this, baby.

Let's chop it up
downstairs real quick.

I got it, baby. Go on and mingle.
Come on.

So what's
going on, man?

$23,000 for this shit?

She got a better
hustle than we do.

Yeah, she's got
an eye for it.

Funny you should say that.

I lost an eye
the other day.

Yeah, my condolences.
I heard about that.

You sure that's all you
did was hear about it?

Come on, now, Q.

You ever known me to be petty
about some shit like that?

Especially if it ain't got
nothing to do with business.

I wasn't even in the A
when your man got hit.

That don't mean shit. All
it take is one phone call.

It does mean something.

If I was a petty-ass nigga
and wanted to do something

'cause Juju tried
to pull a gun out on me,

don't you think I'd do it myself?
I don't need no damn help.

But I didn't. I didn't make no
calls, and I was out of town.

Where the fuck your boy
Eddie was, though?

With me.

Sure he was.

Congratulations.

After tonight, you stay
away from the gallery.

You hear me?

Yeah, we golden, baby.

Good.

A'ight.

Load this up.

Come on.

You're lucky I don't make you
work naked, motherfucker.

- Hey, do something.
- All right, all right.

Fucking do something.

Yeah!

The manager
will see you now.

Yes, sir.

Fellows.

I say, uh-huh.

Mmm-hmm. And behind
door number one.

Oh, man.

- Cheers to that.
- To the hustle, baby.

Hey, you're my
motherfucking brother.

Answer the phone,
are you deaf?

No, this sport is stupid
and I don't give a shit.

Wow.

You look nice.

Thank you, baby. So do you.

Come downstairs with me.

For what? People won't be
here for another hour.

I know.

Just come downstairs.

All right,
give me a second.

Like today,
though, please.

- Georgia!
- Yes. Coming. Coming.

You hungry?

- Huh?
- I said, are you hungry?

I could eat.

What is this?

Just a little something.

You're too sweet.

Hold up. Hold up.
I got to be a gentleman now.

Oh.

- Madam.
- Thank you.

Wow. Look at this.

That's fine. Thanks.

Takes some getting
used to, you know,

being served
in your own house.

You earned it.

You, all of us, really,

are always exactly
where we're meant to be.

- You believe that?
- I do.

When I was in school,
this girl Janelle

lived like this
her whole life.

In college, her dad
actually got arrested.

He was a big money guy,

something to do
with the financial crisis.

He ripped off
a bunch of old people.

It was a big deal.
Made it to the news.

His case went from
front page news

to back page write-up
about some bullshit fine

and a small settlement.

I learned then
that the difference

between a businessman
and a crook

is the type of lawyer
you can afford.

Is that what you see me as?
As a crook?

No.

I see a man,
my man,

taking care
of his business

and getting things right so
that, when this is all done,

you can be free.

I'm so sorry
about that.

You're fine.

- I'll be right back.
- Yeah.

- What up, man?
- Yeah, man.

Hey, I got your
money, too, boy.

- My nigga, what's happening?
- What's up?

- I see you.
- I see you.

What's up, boy?

Thanks for coming.
Ready to get that money?

Finna get that money, son.

- Top to bottom.
- A'ight, player.

Yeah.

- Yo, what up, baby boy?
- What's up, boy?

Hey, man, you still
down to talk, right?

- Yeah.
- Yo.

I really need you
to hear me out, man.

Freddie, you got
to take it easy, now.

I done told you,
I got you. Relax.

Everybody, listen up!

I just want to start off
by saying thank you.

Okay? I want to say
thank you to my team.

I want to say thank you
to every single one of y'all.

I know it's been hard
on you, laying low,

staying off the grid
and still being hard at work,

but y'all been doing that,
and I'm proud of y'all.

So, tonight, we gonna
drink, we gonna eat,

we gonna smoke something
if you have it.

We gonna turn up, a'ight?

So this is to y'all. Salud!

Salud!

- What's going on, baby?
- What's happening? What's happening?

Look, I need you
to fall back a little bit.

Word will get out
about a price drop.

People being how people are,
they'll start asking questions.

You know, asking
how, asking why.

Now, Racks, they find out that
we're flooding the market,

we're gonna have beef we don't need.
Do you understand what I'm saying?

Priest, I respect that,
and we don't need no beef.

But for me to move the amount
of work you want me to move,

at the pace you
want me to move,

we got to cut the numbers.

Then cut the numbers.
I don't care.

I just need you to move it
somewhere else.

I got people in Cashville.

They can move whatever the
fuck we throw at 'em.

You got your lane, Freddie.

We don't need these
motherfuckers, man.

Shut the fuck up, man!

- Who the fuck is this motherfucker?
- Hey.

We'll put
that bitch in a hole.

He's a fucking termite.

Everybody, calm down.
We good. We good.

- A'ight? We good.
- Are we good?

- Hey, yeah, we good. We good.
- Listen to me.

Come on, now.

Hey.

I don't like this fat
motherfucker, man.

Look, man, we good.
Don't worry about that shit.

A'ight? We're getting
too much money, baby.

A'ight? Look
at this fucking jacket.

- You look good, nigga.
- We got history to make, baby.

Please tell me what the
fuck just happened.

- That's your boy.
- That was funny as hell.

I almost had
to fight that big nigga.

God, I wanted to see
them niggas roll

in their good clothes.
I really did, though.

No, but seriously, look.

The way shit is
going right now,

like, the numbers
we doing right now,

we should've been
doing since day one.

Shit is moving
smooth like butter.

Like, you a fucking genius,
Priest. I can't even lie.

Who's to say we
can't keep this shit up?

Hmm?

Who's to say we can't be
bigger than the Sno Patrol

with they bitch ass?

Like, seriously, the way
shit is running right now

is the reason we got in the
game in the first place.

Is that a George Daniels
on your wrist?

Oh, yeah.

I ain't show you
this bitch yet, right?

It's nice, but do you
think it's smart

to be wearing that
at this time?

Hmm?

At this party?

These dumb motherfuckers don't
even know what they're looking at.

- Doesn't matter.
- I'm not talking about them, Eddie.

I'm talking
about the police.

One cop sees you wearing
a $600,000 watch,

he's gonna wonder
how that nigga got that.

That's all it takes.
One thread, Eddie. One...

Yeah, to unravel
the whole fucking sweater.

Priest, I get it. God damn!

This fucking preaching.
You know what I'mma do?

I'mma take the watch home. I'm
gonna put it inside a safe,

and put it in another safe,

and then forget
I got the fucking watch.

That make you happy?

Great.

Yo, man, why Priest
do me like that?

- Do you like what, G?
- Yo, all that "stay in your lane" shit.

Because you ain't never sold nothing
a day in your fucking life.

I mean, you the muscle.
Just be the muscle.

No, man, but the shit we got
fucking sells itself, nigga.

Man, it ain't
that simple, man.

Man, then why don't you
let me prove myself, huh?

You're giving work
to everybody else,

and I been here
since fucking day one, man.

How do you think it feels to watch all
these motherfuckers get caked up?

Eddie.

Yo, Eddie.

Man, look,
I'll give you one brick.

- Thank you, man.
- You happy?

- Appreciate you, man.
- Well, appreciate this ass.

That's what you need
to be appreciating.

- These asses.
- I fucking knew it.

Oh, shit. Yo, baby.

- Baby...
- Yeah. No, no, no.

Don't give me
that calm voice shit.

This bitch your side chick?
This bitch?

Trust me. You don't want
to see it with this bitch!

- Bitch, I will whup your ass!
- Oh, no, chill, ladies.

- We'll talk about this later.
- Talk about what?

Talk about how you putting
all our business

- on the line for this trick?
- Bitch!

Oh!

Come on, man.

No! No!

- Stupid bitch!
- I will beat your ass!

You better get her!

Our guy been
up to anything?

Since getting back
from El Paso? Not much.

Living life like a retiree,
except with younger women.

Doesn't seem like he's
up to much, you ask me.

What's the buzz
been about at the precincts?

- Concerning?
- Narcotics.

Has law enforcement noticed

any change
in the market at all?

Recent influx
of pills locally.

- Charlotte, too, from what I've heard.
- Hmm.

All right, well,

here you are.

It's all there.

That's not lemon pepper?

Hawaiian.
Trying something new.

Aren't we all?

- You sure about this?
- Positive.

That nigga say he
gonna lay one on me?

Well, he didn't
tell me that.

I'm gonna need you to better
explain yourself, a'ight?

Look, he's been acting
real funny lately,

so I just knew he was seeing
somebody on the side.

Always lying about
where he been at.

- How you know he was lying?
- Because I went on his phone.

- Turned the locator on.
- Fuck all that.

Tell us what we
want to hear.

Look, the day
you got shot at,

Fat-Ass told me he was
gonna cop some sneakers

down in Little Five Points.

But he wasn't there.

Same date, same time,
same location as the shooting.

Technology's a bitch.

So is a woman scorned.

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

Here he comes.

You ever kill a bitch
with a dick in her mouth?

Yo, take that shit off.

- What, baby, my shirt?
- Take that fucking shirt off.

Cops. Duck.

Bring it over here.
Bring it here.

Ooh.

Oh...

Oh. Get the fuck up. Get the fuck up.
Get the fuck up.

I don't know if it's that nigga's
lucky day or his unlucky day.

Fuck!

Don't say a fucking word.
Don't say shit.

Having
ourselves a night, are we?

Is there a problem, Officer?

How much you charging,
sweetheart?

Hey, I ain't
a fucking prostitute.

Yo, chill. Don't say
fucking shit before this...

Before this officer asks you
to step out of the car?

It's too late.
Step out of the car, please.

God damn it. God damn it.
Fucking told you!

Get the fuck up out the car!

- I told you not to say shit!
- Let's go.

Jackpot.

Let's go. Get the fuck
out of the car.

All right.

Gun. Cocaine.

- It's all yours, right?
- I want a lawyer.

"A lawyer"?

You're not under arrest.
Did you arrest him?

Uh-uh.

Just having a conversation
in a public place.

That's a whole lot
of cocaine, man.

Can't all be for
personal use, can it?

Don't want to talk?

All right.

Wow.

You're amongst friends.

I insist.

Know what my
problem with you is?

This shit's way too pure,
and you got way too much of it

for me to not know
who the fuck you are.

Still silent. All right.

Say "cheese."

You're making
my life too easy.

All right. "Eddie."

Most of your texts and
calls are to this guy.

Can't be your boyfriend.

You got way too many pussy
pics to be on the down-low.

What is he, your connect?
No. Nah.

See, you're not connected.

Your boss, right?

Bingo.

"Eddie."

You know an Eddie
who's getting it like this?

- Not like that.
- See, now I'm really pissed

'cause that's two people
I should know that I don't.

Get her out of the car.

Let's go, sweetheart.

No! No,
please don't do it! Don't do it.

- Tell me who Eddie is.
- Don't say a fucking word.

I just...

Big man's working
for Eddie, right?

Yeah. Eddie.

Him and Priest.

"Priest"?

Damn.

I don't know
who he is, either.

But I do now.

You gonna take
your girl home.

And drive carefully.

You gonna
see me around.

Let's go.
Get the fuck out.

Let's go.

Come on.

Motherfucker.

What was I
supposed to do, Freddie?

Baby, they were
gonna kill you.

I ain't mad at you.
I just got to figure out

how to tell Priest
about this shit.

Look at this motherfucker.
Look at this motherfucker.

What does he want now?

Can I see your license
and registration, please, sir?

Look, man,
you really need to see

- my motherfucking license...
- Hands off the gun.

- What?
- Hands off the gun!

The cops saved
that nigga life, Q.

I'm gonna have that bitch

set up Fat Freddie
next time, though.

Freddie might have
been the shooter.

I ain't gonna doubt that.

But Freddie don't
call no shots, though.

And if we make
a move on him right now,

we gonna wake Priest up.

We need him sleep.
Fuck Freddie.

Q, what the fuck is you talking
about, "Fuck Freddie..."

Listen, nigga! This shit
is chess, not checkers.

Once we knock the king off,
the rest of the pieces

on the board
don't even fucking matter.

If I have to, I'll kill that pussy-ass
nigga Priest my goddamn self.

Yo, boss.

...Frederick Davis
and 25-year-old Rochelle Saunders.

Police say that
Davis did not comply

with instructions
and reached for a gun.

That's when
the officer fired.

Based on the initial report,
Mayor Atkins believes

the shooting to be justified
and is calling the officer,

Turk Franklin, a hero.

Hands off the gun.
Hands off the gun!

Yeah, we're here for
anything that you need.

All right? Anything.

All right. Sorry
for your loss, Ms. Davis.

I will. Bye.

Something ain't right.

Yeah, something ain't right.
They fucking murdered him!

- Can I help you?
- What do you guys do in here?

This a Mickey Mouse
Clubhouse?

Uh, it's our place of business.
You mind telling us yours?

Oh, I'm Detective Mason.
This here is Officer Franklin.

He's become a little bit
of a local celebrity,

if you hadn't heard.

Oh, this is nice.

Well, you can talk to our
lawyers if you have any...

"Lawyer"? That must be
the company slogan.

That's exactly
what Freddie said.

Not that you want the same thing
to happen to you, do you?

Man, fuck you!
Fuck you, too!

- For real!
- How much?

Now, see, when
you say it like that,

it makes me feel like
this is a shakedown.

- Franklin, is this a shakedown?
- Definitely.

This is a place
of business, right?

We're gonna be partners.

We don't just offer
that to anybody.

Like Sno Patrol.

They got multiple
investigations on them

at multiple agencies.

They could go down
at any minute.

I've been waiting
a long time

to find someone who operates
with your kind of discretion.

How much?

Partners means partners.

Fifty-fifty.

- We'll earn our share, right?
- That's right.

Heads-up on raids, patrols,
et cetera, et cetera.

But in the meantime,
I feel like

we need to have some kind
of goodwill gesture.

Let's say a million-dollar gesture.

By the end of the week.

Deal?

Hey. Deal?

Say it.

Come on, Priest,
just say it.

Deal.

Attaboy.

Thanks, man.

I get it.

He scares the shit
out of me, too.

Before we go,

I think this belongs to you.

Son of a bitch!

You're the reason
we're in this shit.

- What?
- You're the reason that Freddie's dead.

Fuck you, Priest.

I'm wrong?

If you didn't give him that
brick, he'd still be alive.

If you didn't
want to expand,

I would've never gave him
the fucking brick!

He wanted to get put on.

There's no coming
back from that.

Now we in the bed with the
fucking police forever.

Not forever. It's gonna
take longer than I thought

'cause of your dumb ass, but
we stick to the plan, Eddie.

What plan?
You still talking about

this dumb-ass shit
about us getting out the game

and finding somewhere
safe to land?

We black men!

There ain't nowhere safe
on this fucking planet!

So what you wanna do?

You want to stay here, right?

That's our best
fucking option!

We rolling with
the police now.

It's in their best interest to
protect us and keep us out of jail.

Until it isn't!

Until they do to us
what they did to Freddie

'cause they own you
until they kill you.

Why are you such
a goddamn fool, nigga?

Me? Who got us
into this shit?

You did this shit,
Priest! Not me!

Eddie, touch me again,
nigga. I swear...

- What the fuck you gonna do, Priest?
- Touch me...

What the fuck
you gonna do, Priest?

Motherfucker!

Yeah!

Fuck you doing, Priest?

You motherfucker!

Fuck!

I've been in touch
with the consulate

where we can be citizens of a
country with no extradition treaty.

- The police can't touch us.
- They're not police.

- They're murderers.
- If they're murderers,

how else we gonna
get rid of them?

We don't.
We get rid of ourselves.

These dirty-ass cops, Sno
Patrol, they're violating us.

We shouldn't have
to run from anyone.

We should wipe them all out.

Now, who gonna do
all that gangsta shit, you?

If I have to.

I've done this shit,
remember?

Then what?

Hmm?

You're gonna end up
on the run anyway,

or you're gonna end up
in a cage, so stop it.

- We have enough to leave.
- It's not enough.

What's enough?

$2 million? 5? 25?

Or until you end up
like Fat Freddie?

I don't give a damn
about any of that shit.

I give a damn about you.

Think, Priest,

about everything
that you've built.

Don't be so quick
to throw it all away

just 'cause you're
going through some shit.

I can't believe you
right now.

- Yeah, 'cause you're fucking soft.
- "Soft"?

I've had his back
since day one,

and I had your back
since day one,

so don't give me not shit
about being soft...

- Stop. Stop!
- Everything is warm and fuzzy to you.

Both of you shut the fuck up!

I don't know who you think

you're talking to!

But I am on your side, okay? I'm
trying to get us out of this!

Look. Look, you're right. You're right.
You're right, okay?

We're gonna get our money.
We're gonna get our passports,

and after Freddie's funeral,
we will get away for good.

Do you understand?

Another option to gain a passport
is to invest $1.5 million U.S.

into a government-approved
real estate project,

and you can have your citizenship
for only $500,000 each.

Do you take cash?

Well, of course.

Get in the car. Make sure Ms.
Davis is all right.

- Priest, but we...
- Just get in the car, please.

What is he doing here?

Oh, I'm on
mandatory leave.

It's standard procedure after
an officer-involved shooting.

Figured I'd pay my respects
to the money you owe us.

Jesus. Clearly,
this was a bad idea.

Why don't you just give us
what we came for.

We'll get out of your
silky smooth hair.

Were you beaten as a child?

All the time.

Nice bag.

Uh-uh-uh-uh.

No offense.

Trust has to be
earned, right?

It's good.

Think you got it bad?

I got to work with
this guy every day.

My condolences.

You reaching for the burner
in the center trap?

- I know how you think.
- Scatter...

Shut the fuck up.

So you put a man
on me, huh?

That's cool. I could
put a man on you, too.

- Scatter, I have a plan. I've been...
- Shh.

Come on, let's take a ride.

Look, will you just take
this L, Scatter, please?

Get out while you still can.

Take the L, huh?

You know, there's a difference
between getting out

and being pushed out.

I won't stand for that,
Youngblood.

You literally could've taken

any kid off the corner
and put him under your wing,

but you chose me.

- Why?
- Them other young boys, back then,

they only wanted to hustle
for the money and the flash.

Everybody want to be somebody.

Want to be a trap star.

Want to be superfly.

Not you.

You were different.

Cared less about that stuff.

Who the fuck is that?

It's Priest. My man I
was telling you about.

- He got it all planned out.
- So these fools think

they can come in my cut
and set up a trap, huh?

Without even checking in?

Well, time to pay the tax.

Man, why don't we
just spray 'em?

Nah, man, pulling that trigger
ain't gonna make it no better.

In fact,
it'll make it worse.

See, the trick is, you got to
get past that guard out front.

Hey, he's about to be
gone in a minute.

How the fuck
you know that?

He thinks
he's about to meet

an 18-year-old freshman
from Georgia State.

I been catfishing him
for about a month now, so...

A month, you say?

That's a pretty big
commitment, youngblood.

Okay. Are you ready?

One of the main
things I admired about you

was the fact that
you thought big.

Look at your clothes,
for example.

I taught you how to dress,
but you took it way, way left.

With your Morris
Day-looking hair.

Excuse me? Who the...
Who the fuck is Morris Day?

Is it true, Priest?

You were gonna
leave town?

Abandon our business?

No. Never.

Look, he's mad
'cause he got cut out.

I don't blame him for that,
but he's lying.

Adalberto, how many years I been
working for you and your family?

Have I ever lied to you?

As a matter fact,
Scatter, you have.

This is an
alkaline hydrolysis machine.

It's much friendlier on the
environment than cremation.

You and I, Priest,
we share similar values.

We both abhor
unnecessary violence.

My brother Augustin on the other
hand, he was out of control.

You obviously are aware
of his reputation.

That's why I had
to send him to prison.

That's right.

I sent my own
brother to prison.

My own stereotypical,
ruthless,

bloody kingpin, who was
eventually gonna bring down

the whole family. No.

That's unacceptable.

I know you can
understand that, Priest.

You, you're better
than advertised.

You're better than
Scatter ever was.

So good that
I had to question myself.

Scatter had always been
one of our best earners.

So how come your numbers
were so much better?

Even after adjusting
for the increase in volume.

Didn't make sense.

So I had to take a closer
look at his business.

A much closer look.

He was
stealing from me.

A little skim
every other month.

Not much.

But he knew
better than that.

And now that he's gone,

there's no way
you're leaving the game.

Good night, Priest.

Drive safely.

Yes, sir.

Go buy yourself
some new fits.

Why, so we can buy some
crazy-ass clothes like you?

Yeah, I know I must be looking
real crazy to you right now,

but do you know why
a tiger has stripes?

Why a lion has a mane?

It's to warn the other animals that
they are not to be fucked with.

Stop by tomorrow.
Got some more work for y'all.

Ain't too many shorties know
how to work the long game.

Baby, you got to talk to me.

What's going on?

Scatter, he took me
to the connect,

and they killed him.

They what?

They ain't never
gonna let me out.

Never.

Priest, we have to leave.

I know.

Call Cynthia.

- Cyn!
- Cynthia?

- Cynthia, where are you? Cyn?
- Cyn? Cynthia?

What's up?

Okay, why are you not dressed?
What's going on?

Look, I understand that this
is serious, but, like...

No, no, I don't think
you understand...

I understand better
than the both of y'all.

Okay? The shit that
we're going through now,

that's what happens
when you grow.

You either have the heart
for it, or you don't.

We're gonna
weather the storm.

"Weather the storm." Okay, we're
just gonna leave your shit here.

All right? Come on.

Upstairs. Go.

- Fuck!
- Come on!

Get 'em!

Go, go, go!

Run like a bitch!

Get down! Down!

Get down,
nigga! Move!

Okay.

You motherfucker!

Shoot up! Shoot her!

Cynthia.

Come here. Come here!

Fuck!

Get up. Georgia, get up.

Open this.
Here, open this.

You next, Priest!

I'm gonna box them in.

All right? You go
from that side.

Come on.

Fuck!

- Come on!
- I'm here!

Nah, nigga!

- Come on! Come on!
- I can't do that.

- That's fire.
- You pussy!

Come on!

- No, no, no, no, no! Watch out!
- I got it! I got it!

Shit!

Oh, shit!

I'mma kill this bitch.

Grab my gun.
I'm gonna come around.

You shoot out the windshield
so he can't see.

Now!

What the fuck?

I pray to God I don't remember
anything about this day.

I keep thinking about Cynthia's
last moment before she...

She must have
been so scared.

I'm sorry.

For all this.

What are we
gonna do now?

I don't know.

Scatter was right.

This is all on me.

Today's a rainy day.

It's time to use it.

If we do this,
there's no going back.

There never was.

Hands up!
Get your hands up!

He's in the city
or out the city somewhere.

Call your people, and go
put a hole in this nigga.

I don't care if we got to
leave the whole damn country.

- Do you hear me?
- I hear you.

- Do you hear me?
- I hear you. Yo, Ju.

I think our boy has something
he wants to tell you.

Look at this fucking crib.

- It's nice, huh? I know that.
- Yeah, this motherfucker nice.

Yeah,
this is all me now.

Oh, yeah. I like.

What the fuck
do you want, nigga?

Talk!

I want to join
the winning team.

Get the fuck
out here! Now!

- Step back!
- Now, boy!

- Don't move!
- Don't move, nigga.

This what the
winning team look like.

You switching up
on your boy Priest so quick?

Priest ain't my boy,
not no more.

Them days over.

Priest still in town?

Yeah.

And he trying
to make a move.

But he gonna need
some money to do it.

I know where
the money is.

I mean, I could tell you, but, you
know, I need some guarantees.

All right,
well, let's go get him.

Yo, Priest!

Priest!

- Don't move!
- Don't move!

- Cease fire, cease fire!
- Clear!

Nice work, boys.

Hello?

It's done.

Yeah.

We ain't got to worry
about Sno Patrol no more.

Good.

Welcome,
citizens of this great city.

Just like I told you all
when you elected me mayor,

we would be creating
these community centers,

and I'm proud
to open another one.

Thank you.
God bless Atlanta.

Don't forget
to get out and vote.

Mr. Mayor, you mind
if I get a selfie with you?

Well, of course.

- Yes, sir.
- Party time.

- Let's get it. Let's get it.
- Hello, Mr. Mayor.

Oh, shit!

God damn! Let's go!

ATL, ho! Let's go!

- It's pretty good, right?
- What you want, man?

I want a few things. I want
you to make some calls.

I want you to pull some
strings, get me a file.

Do that, I won't just
give you this video.

- I'll give you something else.
- What's that?

The election.

Informed on
your own brother...

...you're worse than a rat.

Worse than any creature that
has walked on this Earth.

It's lies!
This is fake document!

Please don't call this
fake news.

You've been spending
too much time in America.

Mama...

I did it for the sake
of the family, mama!

I did it for us!

For the family? That's crap.

Augustin is a pain in the ass and
occasionally stupid, very stupid.

But he never ratted on the
family when he went to prison.

I would have respected you
more if you killed him.

Mama, don't do this! Please!
Please!

...I beg you! I'm your son!

No, you WERE my son.

At one time we shared
the same blood.

And now you will become...?

No! No!

...whatever it is this fucking
machine turns you into.

No! No!

You fucking asshole! No!

No! Mama!

Mommy!

Fuck!

Yo, Priest.
Where you at?

- It's payday.
- I'm on my way.

You better be after what
I just did for you.

Well, for us, actually.

I mean, we are
partners, right?

You hear me?

Sno Patrol, done.

Took care
of your little problem.

Nah. I take care
of my own problems.

Priest? Hello?

Motherfucker.

- Freeze! Don't move!
- Stay right there!

Stop! Put your hands up!

- Atlanta PD!
- Don't move!

On
Wednesday, a dramatic arrest

occurred downtown
of a career detective

in the Atlanta
Police Department.

With this and the recent takedown
of the local drug ring Sno Patrol,

polling indicates that Mayor
Atkins has a six-point lead

over all other candidates and is
expected to run away with the election.

He made
the following statement.

When
I was first elected,

I promised to weed out
corruption in the Atlanta PD.

I'm a man of God and a man of my word,
and I look forward to continue guiding

this fine city of Atlanta
towards the light

of a bright
and prosperous future.

Surprised you made it
with all this heat.

Nothing gonna keep me
from my money.

You're not nervous?

I made a few phone calls.

They ain't got shit on me.

I'm a hero.

Mayor himself said so.

See, he can't have me
looking dirty,

especially when
there's an election at stake.

Let's go.

What the fuck?

Oh, shit. No, no, no.
No, no, no.

All right, hold on, chill.
Chill the fuck out.

Let's talk this through.

Oh, like how you
talked to Freddie?

- Come on, man.
- Motherfucker.

No, no, no.

No, no, no.
Fuck, man. Stop.

No, no, no.

The dream
was always to get out.

I just didn't know
how far I'd have to go.

How do you feel?

Right now?

Mmm-hmm.

Free.

You think you're
gonna miss home?

Come on, now.

I am home.

Besides, we can
always go back.

Okay, baby, smile.

Look.

Tell him I said hi.

- My brother.
- My brother.

You know you're
missing out, now.

I know, but...

You know, that's all you.
That never was me.

Well, there's always a spot
out here if you ever need it.

I mean that.

Oh, for sure. For sure.

Till the re-up, baby.

Till the re-up.

Peace.

Got to make
this money, man.

A'ight.

Who want their
shot at the king?

Let's go, baby.

Hand me the crown!

Yeah, I left America.

But I damn sure took the
dream with me, didn't I?

And that's superfly.