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Yes, sir.

The top three floors are gonna be my regulatin' facilities,

studios, offices...

the whole nine.

But the belly of the beast...

Yeah?

ls where the real dough is gonna come in.

That's what we'll call it, Rhino.

The belly of the beast.

Look at this, Rhino.

l'm gonna have my bitches over here...

a little gambling over here.

And that...

that is gonna be the weapon room.

You in charge of the weapon room.

Yeah, man. That's my specialty.

You've been loyal to me, Rhino.

And l know...

you would die for me.

That's why l'm sending you to Jamaica.

To link up with Crown.

Report back to me.

Yeah, man.

Now let's take care of these niggers.

Fuck Biggs!

Did l hear you say ''Fuck Biggs,'' little nigger?

Huh? l didn't hear you.

Fuck Biggs?

You little niggers think you run the street, huh?

Down on your knees!

l'm just saying, cuz,

ain't nobody took no money from you.

Oh, l think y'all did.

But since y'all want to play these childish games,

and keep these little secrets,

l'm gonna have to do

what l gotta do

to persuade y'all.

Come on, up against the wall.

l'm gonna show y'all motherfuckers that you don't fuck with Biggs' money

and get away with it.

Take that motherfucker out.

Get down on your knees!

- Huff me a bow. - Fuck you!

- Open that bumbaclot mouth! - Fuck you!

None of them can rob from us again.

Now...

this is what happens...

when you betray Biggs.

- Rhino. - Yes, boss?

- Bust a cap in that nigger's ass. - What the fuck did l do?

l'm glad you killed those snitch motherfuckers!

That's what you're supposed to do! Snitch-ass niggers.

We were gonna kill them motherfuckers anyway.

That's why l should spare your lives?

Look. l'm gonna spare your lives.

But you shall belongs to me. What do you say?

Yeah. Um hmm.

Look. When l split, you just get out of here.

Understand me?

Nigger was gonna kill me! Let's get the fuck out of here!

Me early, man.

As l said, wonderful man.

Nine.

Give it up for the... up for the brother.

Watch me now.

Hello, sir.

Where did all this come from?

Calm down. Calm down, son.

You know l've always wanted the best for you,

but this just doesn't sound right.

But this just doesn't feel right.

Of course l believe in you.

lt's just that everything is happening so fast, son.

lf this is what you really want,

you have my blessings.

Remember what l said.

When do you leave, son?

- Tomorrow? - l have to start packing.

- So fast? - Yes, so fast.

Yo, Biggs.

l need to talk to you right away.

Not now, Rhino.

Can't you see l'm busy?

Big six on you motherfuckers.

What l have to talk about is more important than a bullshit domino game.

Check this. l just got back from Jamaica where l set up a hell of a deal for you.

Maybe you didn't hear me.

l said, l'm busy.

And you don't tell me what's important. You got that?

l said, you got that?

Whatever you say.

Now...

get out of here before you piss me off.

Um hmm?

Whoa!

Get over to the restaurant and open it right now.

And tell Lorenzo to get his ass over there now.

You've got to promise that you're not gonna kill me.

Get up.

You got to promise you ain't gonna kill me now.

Those motherfuckers, they fucking robbed us!

- They killed my whole crew. - Who killed them?

l don't know. Some motherfuckers from Ohio. l don't know who they were.

l've got a crew working on it.

They killed all my boys.

They killed Smoke, Cedric, Poppa, Bebe. They killed all of them.

l bet it was those Mexicans.

l don't think it was the Lopez brothers.

l don't think it was them. That doesn't make sense.

Well, it's got to be some of their associates,

because they're still mad at us for driving them out of downtown.

Whoever it is,

there's going to be some repercussions and consequences.

Now sit the fuck down.

Look, boss. You gotta promise.

You ain't gonna kill me now. l mean...

You can understand.

l've got kids.

My home is in foreclosure.

My wife, she's cheating on me!

My wife is cheating on me with another woman at work.

My life, man, l'm going through some shit.

These niggers robbed me. l told them, don't mess with Biggs!

l told them motherfuckers, don't mess with Biggs!

Everybody knows not to mess with you. These motherfuckers are doing it anyway.

- Oh, God, please don't kill me. - You just need to calm down.

You need something to drink?

A little water wouldn't hurt.

Well, now,

that depends on who's serving it.

Get your ass up.

Cousins or no cousins,

when it comes to my money,

l don't play!

You got 36 hours to either get me my money

or bring me the motherfuckers who took it!

{Y:i}Welcome to U.S. Customs.

{Y:i}Please have your passport ready for the next Customs officer.

Next, please.

l'll take this one.

- You looking for me? - Who the fuck are you?

Yo. Your name Julius?

Yeah, man.

Come here. Let me show you what America's all about.

Bumbaclot.

Look at these buildings. l'm impressed.

America is all right.

You haven't seen shit yet.

Hello.

Yo, driver.

- You got the mule? - Yeah, man.

{Y:i}- Him brought the bag? - Yeah, man.

Good.

{Y:i}Meet me at home, man, at once.

Yes, boss.

- Everything all right? - Yeah, man.

The boss wants to see you at once.

Who, Biggs?

No. Biggs is the top dog.

l report to Rhino.

- You know about Biggs? - Yeah.

He don't take shit from no man.

Trust me. No one.

Yeah.

Julius in town.

Call all the helicopters, lock up your daughters,

because Rude Boy's in town.

File these papers, please.

Hey, boss, this is Julius.

- You like what you see? - Yeah, man.

There's plenty of time for that.

Do you have something for me?

Good. Good. You have done well.

- Does that make you nervous? - No, man.

Well, all right.

What are your plans while you're here?

l just want to finish my CD. That's it.

Bust the place like Bob Marley.

So, you expect to make it in America

without no money?

Well, look.

l have a job for you.

l'll use you as a gunman.

No, man. That was a long time ago, you know?

But if you do it once, you never forget.

lt's like riding a bike. But it's up to you...

if you want room and board and studio time.

Thanks for the offer, but l don't see that as my kind of job.

l'll make my own money.

All right, suit yourself.

Driver.

Escort this man outside, please.

Julius.

- Here's your check. - Thanks.

You're doing a great job.

Okay. One sec.

What are all these deductions about?

Taxes.

Federal, state, Social Security.

This is America. You'd better get used to it.

Hey, Mom.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah, it's Julius.

Yeah. l'm here, and everything is all right.

l'm working. l have a decent job, pulling in some...

Well, did...?

Did you get a second opinion?

Mom, don't cry.

Mama, listen.

Next week l'll get some money, and l'll send everything to you.

Mom, everything will be all right. All right?

Don't worry. Your big son Julius has everything under control.

All right?

Okay. Bye.

No problem. l got this.

What's up, sir?

- Woodstock, yo. Hit him with this. - Here you go, baby.

That's that new hot shit. That's Woodstock. Better get that shit recognized.

Uh...

Take your time with that. No need to hurry, but that's a $100,000 car.

Maybe you can get one when you get your tips together.

Or maybe you can get one of us.

But l doubt it.

¶ Shing, sling Goes me sword when me swing... ¶

¶ Try to test the king... ¶

- What are you doing? - l'm finishing this. One minute.

We got cars backed up.

What?

l got cars backed up. Get your ass out there.

What's this? Are you paying me anything?

Am l paying you anything?

l have to finish this. Just fuck this shit.

l quit, all right.

Keep that shit.

Give me that vest, would you?

Yeah, driver.

This is Julius.

l want you to tell Rhino that l'm ready to take him up on his offer.

Yeah.

Yeah, man. l'll be waiting then.

All right.

Boy, this shit look dilapidated.

Well, this is where you'll be staying for a while.

- lt's all right with me. - All right.

Let's go.

You all right, homes? You all right? Huh?

Hey, hey!

{Y:i}Hey, ese. Whose '50 pink convertible was that on Hoover Street?

That blue one? That's just fuckin' tight, homes.

Pablo. They fuckin' killed Salvador.

What?

{Y:i}lt's those fuckin' Miantes. One of Biggs' boys.

Those motherfuckers.

{Y:i}Mira, Pablo. We need to get those putos tonight.

Hey, thanks for the food.

No problem. Trust me, that was nothing.

While you was in the bathroom, l spoke to Rhino.

l let him know everything was copasetic. Okay, man?

- Cool. - Trust me.

l'll tell you what. Busy tomorrow?

l'll be here to pick you up first thing in the morning.

l'll take you to my bitch.

l'm in, man. l'll bust the place.

Don't shoot, Julius! Biggs sent us as a gift.

Us?

What you plan to do? Spend your whole day in bed?

Rise up!

What the fuck is this?

l'm Lorenzo, Biggs' cousin.

lf you're done asking questions, hurry your ass up, 'cause we have to roll.

Just let me get a shower and l'll be ready to roll.

What bumbaclot hotel are we in?

Take your time washing them nuts.

l know them hos you had over here last night.

- How are you doing? - Good.

- You got a cool one ready for us? - Oh, yeah, hurry up.

lt's on ice.

l'm so ready to make a move on this Biggs motherfucker, it's not even funny.

We just need a little more evidence, and then it's on.

No shit.

lf Officer McDaniels infiltrates the whole operation,

we'll have all the evidence we need to take him down.

Yeah, l think so.

Let's make a move, before they make us.

Oh!

Damn, Biggs! Pass the ball!

What the hell are you doing?

Don't you ever...

raise your voice like that...

in Biggs' crib.

Yo, Biggs, your boy is here.

So this nigger think he's gonna be the next Bob Marley, huh?

Something like that.

All l know is, he used to be a hell of a hit man.

They say back in the day, he could shoot a tick off a dog's dick.

l guess we can always use somebody else on the team.

Yeah.

As long as he stays loyal.

Because if that motherfucker ever turns on me,

l'll kill that motherfucker.

Let's go see what this motherfucker's talking about.

Where's Lorenzo?

l dropped him off by his girlfriend's house.

Yo, Biggs. This is the one l was telling you about.

Meet Julius.

- So you're Julius. - Yeah, man.

This is my associate, Slick.

Bless.

l heard about that job you did the other night.

l'm impressed.

Them damn Mexicans been getting my loot, and l can't have that.

Respect.

Look, l heard you're pretty tight on the mike.

l do my thing, you know?

Just want to finish my CD.

Blow up the place. Live fat like you.

No, l mean like rich, money.

Yeah. l might be able to help you in that department.

Studio costs, production time won't be a problem.

Although l will have more jobs for you to do,

so you can make a whole lot of loot.

Whatever is necessary to finish the CD.

Yeah.

Bumbaclot.

You like this, huh?

This is where it all goes down.

l've made a whole lot of motherfuckers a lot of dough in here.

Never seen a studio as big as this one before.

Well, you'd better get used to it,

'cause you're about to be part of my party.

You...

lock the studio out for Julius.

Got you, big dog.

l can see it now.

Some honest work. Gonna lay down some wicked tracks.

Sell it on the streets.

ln a couple of months, l can send a gold record to my mother.

Did this nigger just say ''gold''?

He didn't just say ''gold,'' did he?

l think l heard him say it.

We don't talk like that around here.

Ain't nothing but platinum shit coming out of here.

- Ain't that right, fellas? - Yes, boss.

Platinum, baby.

What'd l say? Platinum?

Only platinum.

Platinum.

Let me hear you say ''platinum.''

l hear you, you know?

Platinum.

- Platinum shit only. - All right.

Yeah, man. Julius stand corrected.

lt's only platinum we'll be recording.

All right.

Yo. Hey, homie.

What's going on? l want some.

What about the money from last time?

l told you l was gonna pay you. l got money coming.

Come the fuck here!

lt's a fucking business. You think it's a bloodclot joke?

l need the money to run my business.

You're a bumbaclot, my boy.

- Give me them shoes. - The shoes?

Fast. Hurry, man.

Here. Here.

l do have two dollars, man.

Here. You want a sock?

Okay, okay!

Come on. Money.

That motherfucker.

lt's that bomb dope?

All right. Thanks, player.

Bitch-ass motherfucker.

- Excuse me, l'm sorry. - No. lt's okay.

Don't l know you from somewhere?

Earlier today at Biggs' house.

That's right.

So, what are you doing around here? Do you live here?

Kind of like that.

l'm getting a late-night snack.

You're eating that?

Yeah. l don't have a choice. l don't know where to get a good meal.

- l'm new in town. - Really?

- Where are you from? - China.

Really. Where are you from?

l'm from Jamaica. Didn't you hear the accent?

l didn't want to assume.

Yeah, it's always wrong to assume.

So, are we gonna stand here and chat,

or are you gonna take me to get a decent meal?

Or is that a problem to your boyfriend?

What makes you think l have a boyfriend?

Come on.

A good-looking girl like you must have somebody checking her out.

See? There you go assuming.

And you assumed wrong.

Well, am l glad l assumed wrong.

What do you want to eat?

Do you know any good Jamaican restaurants?

Yeah, sure.

Welcome to Coley's. Let me inform you of today's specials.

We have cold tongue, cold foot,

rice and peas and chicken, cold goat, oxtail, jerk chicken.

What will you be having?

- l think l'll just have some vegetables. - Vegetables.

- And you, sir? - The lady will order for me.

- Oxtail. - Oxtail?

On second thought, give me jerk chicken.

- lnstead of the oxtail? - Right.

l'll be right back.

Oxtail.

- What was up with that? - l asked you what you wanted.

Yeah, you did. Never mind.

l'm more interested in the beautiful lady sitting across from me.

So, Miss Shawnette,

tell me a little about yourself.

What exactly do you want to know?

Your last name would be good.

Bullock is my last name.

Well, Shawnette Bullock.

What do you do for a living?

l am a full-time student, studying to be an interior designer.

- What do you do? - l'm a musician.

- Really? - Yeah.

l'm going to start recording with Biggs.

So hopefully by next year l'll have a CD on the streets.

Biggs has quite a reputation on the streets.

Really? Okay.

l don't know anything about that.

All l know is that he's interested in me and my career.

So...

That's great.

So when you get rich and famous,

don't forget about the little people like myself.

l'll decorate your mansion for you.

That's something you're gonna have to teach me.

How does one forget about you? How do you do that?

What?

l'm serious. How does one do that?

Come out of there, bumbaclot!

Come out of there.

Get off me!

{Y:i}Andalel

Come on, let's move, man!

l just want something that goes fast.

Let me show you this Lamborghini Diablo.

Chrome 19-inch wheels. Full sound system.

Did you see this?

- They're gonna go crazy. - Too flashy.

Let me put you in this Bentley Arnage.

- lt's not me. - Not you?

This looks like my style. How much is it?

lt's not for sale. This is mine.

Everything is for sale for the right price.

Hello.

{Y:i}Julius, them goddamn Mexicans got Lorenzo.

{Y:i}- What? - Yeah.

{Y:i}l need you to take care of them motherfuckers, and get him back.

{Y:i}Vamos a buscar las rucas, man.

Where's Lorenzo?

{Y:i}No se bato, lo unico que yo se es...

Never mind.

You make this shit harder than it has to be.

Don't shoot me! No! Don't shoot!

- Shut up, man. - Where are the Mexicans?

They went to see the Lord.

l'm going to propose a toast.

And what exactly are we toasting to?

We're toasting to us.

Now that we've been together for a while,

a nice while.

l've been thinking...

if you'd accept my offer in marriage.

l don't know what to say.

Oh, my gosh. lt's beautiful.

Say yes.

But it's so soon.

Come on.

Say yes.

Yes. Yes, Julius.

That wasn't so hard, was it?

Sorry.

Oh, shit.

Where are you going?

Biggs needs me.

l'll be back in an hour or two.

lt's 1:00 in the morning.

l mean, all right, but it's work.

l said l'll be back, l'll be back, all right?

How well do you know these guys?

You got jokes. You're just saying that because my last crew got shot up.

This dude's cool. Earl and l was locked up together in the pen.

We looked out for each other. He's cool, man. A little country.

l really don't feel like shooting anybody tonight, all right?

That's cool. l understand. That's understandable.

Get in the mood, because you might have to. What's up, Earl?

- How's my dog? - What's up?

- What's happening? - What's up, baby?

lt's all good.

l'm just coolin'. You're looking good.

You're blingin' like a motherfucker.

Just trying to stay on top, baby.

You know what l'm saying? Trying to stack some cheese.

This is my boy Ray-Ray.

Ray-Ray, what's happening, baby?

This is my boy Slim.

Slim, what's happening, man?

Y'all some quiet motherfuckers. That's cool.

- Let's handle some business. - Hold on.

Who's that nap-headed nigger there? l don't know that nigger.

Come on, man. Hold up, nigger.

Don't check me. That's my people, all right?

You brought them two Bronco Billy niggers, l brought mine.

Let's do some business.

Take your mind off that, hmm?

Cheese, baby. Count it.

Count the cheese, baby. lt's all there.

What for, baby? Come on, man. Handle your business.

Take care of yourself. Stay on top.

l would say, ''Watch out for the cops,'' but y'all need to watch out for them lnjuns.

What you talking about, count it? Weren't we two criminals in prison?

We go way back.

We were cell mates.

Now that l think about it, you stole my toothpaste.

Help me count this. Come on, help me count this.

No, help me count...

Damn! l forgot that nigger stole my toothpaste.

l forgot about that.

You owe me some toothpaste, man.

Lorenzo!

{Y:i}Driver, put your hands on the steering wheel where they can be seen.

Nigger, l got warts!

Calm down. You better show your hands.

Nigger, this ain't Jamaica. Put your hands on the wheel.

This your car?

Yeah, except the left speaker, but everything else is mine.

You have a license and registration with you?

Officer, could you tell me why l'm being pulled over?

You're not wearing your seatbelt.

l'm wearing my seatbelt though, Officer.

lt's a good thing that you're wearing it. Very good.

Officer, l can't find the license.

- l must have left it at home. - l see.

l'll tell you what. Step out here and we'll get some information.

- Come on out here. - You just need him?

You step out that side over there and see my partner up there on the sidewalk.

{Y:i}- Hello? - Hi.

{Y:i}- Where are you? - Don't get upset, but l'm in jail.

What?

{Y:i}l had a little spliff in my ashtray.

{Y:i}l didn't know marijuana was such a serious offense over here.

{Y:i}- What were you thinking? - Sorry, but l need you to bail me out.

{Y:i}Look under the bed. There's a box with money in it.

{Y:i}Take $1,000 out, come down to the Rampart division and bail me out.

l'll be right there.

What were you doing out at 5:00 in the morning?

l was looking for something to eat.

Don't lie to me.

Were you with some bitch?

- What? - Were you with some bitch?

No, Empress. l was handling some business.

Where did all that money come from?

Biggs gave me the money as an advance on my record deal, all right?

So did he give you this, too?

Okay, listen. l'm going to be honest, all right?

l haven't been straight up about my past.

When l was a youth, l did a lot of bad things.

Stolen cars, l've done it. You know, robberies.

Done all of that.

But you know,

when you're 15 and hungry, there's nothing you can say to me.

You're judging me. How long have you gone without food?

You know what it's like to be two days hungry

and not know where the next meal is coming from?

Three days hungry, four days.

You know what it's like not to be able to look towards your mother

because she doesn't have anything whatsoever?

Nine years old and you wish you could feed your mother.

You know what that's like? You don't, do you?

That's how l came up, all right?

So l had to do what l had to do.

l didn't have the luxury of somebody taking care of me

while l educated myself so l can work and all of that.

Had to be a man at eight years old, okay?

You know what, Julius?

l may not ever understand what you went through,

but l cannot marry a drug dealer.

Shawnette, l'm getting out of it, all right?

l'm getting out of it. He gave me this as an advance.

He said l could make some quick cash off of it.

l don't even want to be close to it.

l don't even know what to do with it.

l'm about to tell him, you know,

to just leave me out of that part of the business.

So Biggs is a drug dealer, huh?

l thought he was a record producer.

He is a record producer. You don't understand.

No, l do understand.

You and your thug-ass friends are drug dealers.

Are you going to tell me you're murderers too?

No. You know what?

Don't even answer that 'cause...

l don't even want to know.

You need to slow down with that stuff.

That goddamn Biggs is stressing me out so much.

l want Biggs as much as you, but it sounds like you got something personal against him.

Yeah.

Now, that's what l'm talking about.

- Who is it? - lt's Gargon.

Open the door.

Julius needs to talk to you.

l heard about that little trouble you had last night.

You didn't tell them anything about our operation, did you?

No. lt didn't even come up.

Just held me on some possession of marijuana charge, that's all.

That ain't shit. l got a lawyer that can take care of that.

But listen...

l really need to talk to you about something important.

Good, 'cause l've got something to talk to you all about, too.

You speak first.

l'm grateful for the things you've done for me,

but right now l've got to stop.

l've got to get out.

What? You're saying you don't want to record no more?

l'm not talking about that, Biggs. l'm talking about the drug pushing, man.

Killing, you know?

l can't do it anymore, you know?

l got to do music. That's what l do best.

Well, that depends on who's judging.

Biggs, a woman is closing in on me.

l don't care what anybody says. She's important to me, all right?

Right now l don't want to lose her.

Let me tell you something.

Bitches come a dime a dozen.

l bought you a house. You got a fly-ass car.

Money isn't everything, all right? Man has to do what comes natural to him.

Right now l should be touring the world, man.

Should be performing.

Not now, Julius.

l need you, Julius.

What do you mean? How much longer?

Crown hooked up with some Colombians. They're about to drop 500 burrs my way.

{Y:i}Do you know how much that's worth on the street?

{Y:i}Yeah. lt's a lot.

{Y:i}You're goddamn right, a lot.

{Y:i}At 18,000 a pop, that's 90 million.

{Y:i}l don't care...

how many records you sell.

You've got to sell forever to make that kind of loot.

That son of a bitch.

Sounds to me like we got that lowlife bastard.

When he makes his move, we'll make ours.

Oh, yeah. Biggs is going down.

And l'm gonna personally swallow the key.

Woo, boy! That food was better than ever.

Can't understand why we had chicken and waffles.

Your ass understand if we had some jerk chicken and waffles.

- Think you're a bloodclot comedian. - l got jokes.

What's this l hear, Biggs says something about you wanting to quit or something?

l'm not here to live a life of crime. l'm a musician.

To do my CD, release it, bust the place like Bob Marley.

¶ An upper-class man of my dreams my cream, another magazine ¶

¶ The way mad teens would go is badder than Marilyn ¶

That's what l'm sayin'.

Soon l'm gonna send my mother a gold plaque or a platinum plaque.

You better settle for a plastic plaque because l heard your music.

l know you want to laugh. Don't act like you're going to mug me.

Shit.

That's cool, baby.

Damn, that looks like Rhino.

lt is Rhino. Wait a minute.

He's supposed to be doing some work for Biggs out of town. What's he doing?

Who are those two guys he's talking to?

Ain't that about a bitch!

You have done well.

Hey, check this out. There's more where this come from.

You're lookin' up. We'll get at you, all right?

Hell, no. Fuck that. Hell, no.

We're about to handle these niggers.

- What the fuck? - That's the niggers that robbed me.

Listen, if Rhino's talking to these guys, it means Biggs have a bigger problem.

He's a bumbaclot rat.

All l know it is we got to handle this.

- We got to handle these niggers. - Calm down. Just chill out.

Biggs will handle stuff, all right?

We can't wait for Biggs. My neck is on the line.

They tried to kill me. We got to handle these niggers now.

Shit.

Man, l killed like 12 of them. They're wussies.

Remember me?

You got me fucked for my twin brother! l was in jail!

- We shot the wrong nigger. - Goddamn!

- Fuck you! - Get up for your twin brother.

Oh, God!

Let me ask you this. What's your business with Rhino?

Rhino? That motherfucker is dealing us in some gambling.

l'm gonna ask you this one more time, nigger.

Did Rhino hire you to rob me?

l was just doing it for my daughter.

- Shut up! - All right.

Damn. This nigger's making things hard.

l'm good at wounding niggers, but l can't kill 'em, man.

Julius, what should l do with this nigger?

Hey, dude! Don't forget the money, man.

Julius, wait! Don't leave yet.

No.

lt was the dread that killed the Mexican

that was supposed to kill Biggs.

So what happened to you?

When is Crown gonna be taken out?

{Y:i}Well, l'm gonna do Biggs myself.

{Y:i}Biggs is a done deal.

{Y:i}l just want to offer him a job.

Y'all know what we're about to get into.

lf things go sour, Julius,

shoot the damn place up.

- You bloodclot boy. - Biggs gonna kill you, man.

Not before l kill you. Biggs is a dead man, too.

And Gargon will kill Crown.

Then we'll rule our territories.

- Fuck you, nigger. - Shh!

You look like you have a problem breathing.

l'll just help you, boy.

Let me look at you.

Oh, my God!

Okay, Mr. Julius,

we're gonna do this CD, make a little history.

Man, that looks like a prison picture.

Come on. This is for the ladies.

You got to do something sexy. This is your CD cover.

- That's what l was thinking of. - You'll jazz it up for me?

Hey. He says it's important.

Something about one of your prized possessions.

No! No! Julius!

Oh, Julius!

All right. Yeah, l'll be there.

Yeah, l have all the information.

Hi, baby.

Hey.

- Who was that? - Nobody.

lt was a wrong number.

Where's Mama?

She went upstairs to lay down. She said she had a headache.

l hope you don't mind eating takeout tonight.

l have something l need to take care of.

What's so important?

Nothing. Me and some of the girls are gonna take a Tae Bo class.

As a matter of fact, l better start getting ready to go.

- Need to get a spot in the front. - Baby, have fun.

But don't work too hard. Don't want you losing all of that, okay?

l'll be here. l think l'll turn in early.

Guys, this is serious business. There's no room for mistakes.

l need two guys guarding the dock, and l need two guys on the boat.

And your two guys stay back aft in case he jumps and decides to swim.

- Got that? - Yeah. Good.

Let's get ready to make a move, guys.

Where the fuck is Julius?

Yeah, Biggs.

lt's 8:05. Where the fuck are you?

l'm right here, man. l'll be on the boat in a minute, okay?

lt ain't like you to be late, Julius. Don't fuck me.

Why would l do that? l'll be on the boat in a second. Yeah.

Freeze!

- What the fuck are you doing? - l thought you said you were going to bed.

Listen, this is not the place for a fucking domestic dispute.

Just give me the gun.

What?

You're under arrest.

You can't be a fucking...

Fuck.

Fuck Julius! Let's get the fuck out of here.

Police!

Freeze, you piece of shit!

l wouldn't take another step if l was you.

Y'all can't hold me.

Give me your fuckin' hands. Give me your fuckin' hands.

We got a little meeting downtown, big boy. Let's roll.

This is the final call for all passengers on flight 527 to Rio de Janeiro.

Hi. l need to see some identification, please.

Thank you.

Enjoy your flight. You may board.