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VERONIQUE:
What the hell is going on?

My money, it's all gone.

TEDDY:
And as of this morning,

I am in possession

of over $70 million
in seized cash assets.

AVI:
Teddy McDonald,
he's just a contractor now.

You might have to
find another way

to connect all the dots,

but I can help you do that.

Sorry, Avi.

I'm the only hope
you have to save Franklin.

CISSY:
I want to make sure
my family is safe,

and then you can kill
Teddy McDonald.

TEDDY:
Parissa, someone's already here.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Empaca todo.
I do one more thing,

then I come back.

I got $13 million.

TONY:
DEA! Hands up!

Remember me?

LEON:
The game's about
to change, all right?

So it's time
to get out the game.

BIG D:
Nigga, if you out,

that mean I'm in charge?

JEROME:
Franklin is family.

But I'd like to think that
what you doing is just business,

and I got your back,

but I will not go to war
against my own blood.

LOUIE:
I approached Teddy, made a deal

to buy my cocaine
directly from him.

You gonna shoot me?

If it meant me getting
my fucking money back,

I would kill you
ten times over.

If anybody has any doubt
about what's about to happen,

say it now.

Relax. Jerome and Louie,

they asked me...

We gonna have to burn
this whole motherfucker

to the ground, Mama.

Then let's go.

(sirens wailing)

("Walk On By" by Isaac Hayes
playing)

RADIO DJ:
Good morning. It's early here
in South Central Los Angeles,

and it is anybody's guess
who's gonna get killed tonight.

NANCY REAGAN:
Today there's a drug
and alcohol abuse

epidemic in this country,

and no one is safe from it.

Not you, not me,

and certainly
not our children,

because this epidemic

has their names written on it.

(bell clanging)

OSSIE:
Tisha.

Baby, what's wrong?

What's wrong?

Daddy never came home.

What?

You been here alone all night?

Stay in the car.

JEROME:
This is a legitimate business.

Taxes pay to protect
this neighborhood.

LOUIE:
Crime is getting out of control.

STERN:
This wasn't some drive-by
or random gang shooting.

Those two were executed.

You two want to tell me what
the hell is going on or not?

JEROME:
Hey, we're the victims here.

- STERN: Victims?
- JEROME: Yeah. Instead
of interrogating us,

why don't you go over there?

Do your job.

- OSSIE (crying): Hey. H-Hey.
- OFFICER: Sir.

- I'm sorry,
you have to stay back.
- Is that my boy over there?

OFFICER:
Stop right there.

OSSIE:
His name's Will Daniels.
Is that him?

OFFICER:
Are you saying you know
one of the deceased?

OSSIE:
Will Daniels.
Is that Will Daniels?

OFFICER:
I'm not gonna tell you again.
Step back.

OSSIE:
Is that him? Is that my son?

LOUIE:
Hey! Hey!

JEROME:
Hey!

Get the girl!

(inaudible dialogue)

♪ ♪

(engine starts)

The forensic accountants,
they can't help.

What'd they say?

A firm in New York
appreciated our inquiry,

but recovering illicit gains
isn't what they do.

Folks in Dallas told me

that without the assistance
of federal authorities,

there's no chance
they can recover the money.

And anyone w
ho claimed
otherwise is lying.

Okay, so what do we do?

I'm about to show you.

(pager vibrates)

(picks up phone)

(dialing)

Yeah, this is Teddy.

Not over the phone.
I'll come to you.

Yeah, I know where it is.
Give me 30 minutes.

(kids chattering playfully)

- Hey.
- Jesus Christ, Gustavo.

- Oso!
- GUSTAVO: Hey, hey.

What happened?

(Gustavo laughs)

(sighs)

Where have you been?

Shh.

Who wants to go
to the bowling?

- Me.
- Me.

Okay, I'm gonna get changed.

JEROME:
How much did they get?

Between here and
the warehouse?

I ain't sure yet.
$3 million, maybe more.

We both know who did this.

How you want to handle it?

I'm gonna talk to the boy.

Boy?

(scoffs)

This man shit.

Where's this?

Stash house.

Since when?

Since Peaches fucked
my last one.

Told you the gloves
had to come off.

I didn't realize that meant
robbing your own family, though.

Had to stop the bleeding,

buy us some time
till I can find Teddy.

There is a problem.

(scoffs) Just one?

Well, we can't just walk up

and hand our
lenders dirty cash.

We need to get this
money into a bank.

One that'll take it,
no questions asked.

I'm sorry, what
are you asking?

I remember you mentioning

an ex-boyfriend
of your mother's,

how he used to move cocaine
from the Bahamas into Miami.

You mean Randy?

I could fly out
to the Caymans if I have to.

But it'd be much simpler

to keep the money
here in the States.

And Miami...

well, that's our best bet
for finding a bank

that's willing to take
this money today.

You shouldn't have done this.

You could have sold
some of the buildings off.

We could have gotten
legitimate loans.

We would have lost
the downtown property.

We could've built it
all back up.

- V, you're not listening.
- We still could.

Call Jerome and Louie,
you tell them...

- Jerome and Louie?
- ...you made a mistake. Yes.

This is done, okay?!

Now, I need you to get
on board with what comes next.

Can you do that, please?

Do you know somebody
that can help us,

or do I need to go
another direction?

You need to go
another direction.

Now get me the
fuck out of here.

Any update on Peaches?

Still no record
he left the country.

It could be
he used a fake passport.

Or, despite what you heard,
he's still stateside.

Listen, I want that
motherfucker found, you hear
me?

Put the word out.

I'll pay a quarter million
to anybody who finds that nigga.

And a three percent finder's
fee of whatever's left

of my $5 million when they do.

Ye
ah, that'll get
things moving.

Anything else?

Yeah.

While back,

had you looking into family
members of Teddy McDonald.

You remember that?

Remember Alton
had me looking into it.

Yeah.

You came up with
his pops in Kansas City

and an ex-wife and kid in D. C.

I need you
to reconfirm their locations

find me
any other pressure points

he might have in his life.

Best to say it.

Last time
we went down this road,

it didn't turn out
too good for the old man.

Listen, if you got
a problem with this shit,

I'll find somebody who don't.

You got
your finger in a lot
of pies these days, youngblood.

- You all right?
- No, I'm not.

And they not pies.
It's a dam, and it's leaking.

Y'all are late.

Sitter issues.

Here, hire full-time help.

Shit ain't gonna get easier.

So, where we headed?

P.J.'s.

Full-time help?

I always wanted to be like
one of them Dynasty bitches.

(engine shuts off)

TEDDY:
Anyone shows up,
you let me know.

PARISSA:
Yes, sir.

Parissa, someone's
already here.

(panting):
Fuck.

(knocking on door)

(pounding on door)

(ball ejects)

No.

LIOR:
You remember me?

I do.

Yeah. You search him?

- He didn't have to.
- I'm sorry, what was that?

I, uh...

I lost my hearing in this ear,

so I can't hear very well.

We have a co
mmon problem.
I'm just here to help.

Yeah? And how are you
going to help me?

Avi had a lot of enemies.

People wanted him gone,
so you tell me who they were,

and I can use my resources
to narrow it down,

and we will find out
who did this.

You know what the worst thing

about losing
half your hearing is?

It's your balance.

The inner ear

regulates your equilibrium,
and without it,

it's hard to stay centered.

So, for instance...
(speaks Hebrew)

If, uh...

I wanted to get revenge

for what you did to me,

I can't promise you

that I would fire the gun
where I wish.

Bang.

Avi is gone,

our business is finished.
Get him out of here.

Go.

Whoever did this to Avi,
they have my associate.

Please.

And this person
that they took,

this person actually means
something to you?

(speaks Hebrew)

Come, come here.

(speaks Hebrew)

In that case...

...fuck you.

(speaking Hebrew)

("Pull Up" by Universal
Togetherness Band playing)

♪ Children lyin', Papa's
cryin' 'bout how his time was
spent ♪

♪ Mama's workin'... ♪

GUSTAVO:
I know what I told you,

but we can't leave, Xiapita.

Why not? What changed?

GUSTAVO:
I can't talk about it.

XIAMARA:
You can't talk about it?

All that matters is,

we live our lives...
nothing's different.

What does that mean?

Everything is different.

You
want me to just
carry on all day

as if our house isn't bugged?

- (pins toppling)
- (kids chattering playfully)

CARLO:
I got a strike.
I got a strike.

Can you believe it?

(Xiamara chuckles)

- Come on.
- It's my turn.

Dime la neta.

Did Teddy call the house
last night or this morning?

What? No.

Did you talk to him?
Does he know that I was gone?

No, I didn't talk to him.

Okay.

But if he's been
listening in on us,

he'll know that
you weren't home.

It wasn't Teddy
who's been listening.

I know.

It's a lot.

I can't tell you
any more than that.

Mírame.

I need you to trust me, okay?

Ev
ery guy who has ever
asked me to trust him

has fucked me over.

♪ Till we reach the top ♪

♪ Pull up, pull up ♪

♪ Till we reach the top ♪

♪ Pull up, pull up. ♪

So it looks like, all in,

Franklin walked
with $3.4 million

in cash and product.

And we got some more problems.

Mack and Terry is coming from
St. Louis to make their pickup.

And we ain't got no product.

Or no cash to buy more.

We put a freeze
on our Panama accounts

after what happened
to Franklin.

Tried to call,
free up some funds,

but that's gonna
take a few days.

And, on top of all that,

we ain't got access
to the warehouse

because Franklin dropped
a couple bodies there, too.

So we ain't got
no place to load the cars.

Who you calling?

Who you think?

(line rings)

♪ You know the tempo
on the beat about 105...
♪

(pager beeps)

Need an outside line?

♪ That you like to dance
all the time
♪

♪ To the tempo,
give yourself a chance...
♪

Nah.

♪ It's so unique, baby girl
like the way it sounds
♪

- ♪ Do you really? ♪
- ♪
Yeah!
♪

RUBEN:
I'm sorry it took me
so long to get back to you.

Something required
my full attention.

Franklin found out
Avi's missing.

It's got him spooked.
Was that you?

You wanted to know
if this would work.

If we could get to Teddy.

Consider what happened to
Mr. Drexler proof that we can.

If Franklin knows about Avi,
Teddy does, too.

Yes. Why we need
to move quickly.

I need access to Franklin,
and I need it now.

It is time to tell him.

Arrange a meeting.

(sighs)

The longer we wait,

the greater the chances
Teddy will disappear

and you will never get
the answers you want.

Tomorr
ow morning,
10:00 at the museum.

Bring Franklin with you.

Watch the up.

All right, look, look.

Watch the... Watch the...

Hey, hey, this
motherfucker broken, cuz.

(scoffs) Nah, look.

You got to just not do these
two at the same time.

Nigga, I'm not doing 'em
at the same time.

Hey, D.

BIG D:
That's some shit.

Sup, D?

(chuckles)
Damn.

She's pretty.

BIG D:
Yeah. Too bad, up
under the hood, she busted.

Just l
ike your motherfucking
security. (chuckles)

This motherfucker.

Go wait by the car.

(chuckles)

You know, if you want,
I know a guy off of Jefferson.

Could hook it up.

What, you in the motherfucking
car business now, cuz?

That why you got
up out the game?

Who told you
I was out the game? Lee?

Mm-hmm.

Right before he grabbed
that rock-headed ho

and said, "I'm going to
Africa." (chuckles)

I swear to God,

niggas is losing
their motherfucking minds.

Hey, listen, um, are
we doing business here, or...?

Motherfucker, I'm talking.
Can't you see that?

- Y
eah, I-I can see...
- Goddamn.

You know what?

Take your ass
the fuck up out of here.

I ain't buying this
piece of shit from y'all.

Aw, come on, man.

And, Saint, your little
boy gone, and you out,

so what the fuck
we even talking about?

FRANKLIN:
I ain't out the game, D.

I got the plug,
weight to move.

You a little late, cuz.
Already got a new hookup.

Oh, yeah? Who's that?
The Mexicans? Colombians?

Nah. Your motherfucking
Uncle Rome.

Makes sense.
Know y'all are close.

Probably gave you a pretty
good deal, too, right?

12 a key?

Thing is,
well, I can give you
the same product for ten.

Ten?

Same shit?

Same shit.

That's an extra
$200,000 in your pocket

for every 100 keys you move.

Hey, his motherfucking math
check out?

It does.

Pretty good, huh?

Nigga, the price is right
like Bob Barker.

(chuckles) Shit.

But hear me, cuz.

I ain't trying to get
in the middle

of no little family squabble.

(sighs) Of course.

And you won't.

Look, it's not personal,
it's business.

Jerome understands that.

Look, I tell you what.

I'll send the girls by
tonight with ten bird.

You ain't gonna do better
than ten a key.

Might as well
pick it up, right?

Next time you see Jerome,
tell him you got a better deal.

Give him a chance to beat it.

If he can, then, shit,
continue to buy from him.

No hard feelings.
But if not, well...

$200,000 buy you
any car you want, huh?

Yeah.

Let me know.

I told you,

took Cedro to the ER.

That was 24 hours ago.

Yeah, we waited for a pinche
doctor the whole night.

You never had a night
like that with your son?

You should've called.
We have problems.

So I got Detective Han

checking the jails
and calling the hospitals.

So far, there's nothing.

Yo
u really think
someone took her?

Who would do that?

I don't know.

It's not thugs.
These people are trained.

They would know how
to extract information.

Pinche cara de topo
enfermo que traes, cabrón.

Have you slept?

I don't need sleep.

I need to find her.

- (line rings)
- (sighs)

(woman speaking indistinctly
over P. A.)

Hey.

How's he doing?

Shit took a turn.

He had to be sedated again.

Kane's a warrior.

He'll be all right.

Is that right?

Look, I wanted you
to hear it from me.

Leon's out. Left the country.

I know you was
buying from him.

I want you to know
I'm-a step up, take his place.

No, this ain't the time.
I mean, fuck.

Your family's the reason
he in there to begin with.

I hear you,
and I am sorry. Truly.

But if you want
to hurt Jerome and Louie,

there's a few ways to do it,
but a big one

is to fuck with they business.

So let me know when
you want to talk, all right?

WOMAN (over P. A.):

Pharmacy, 612.

Okay, what's going on?

LOUIE:
Like I said,
we just want to re-up.

Oh, yeah,
you canceled your honeymoon

just to stay here
and sling dope?

You
want to sell product,
we want to buy product.

Why's it got to be
more than that?

Okay, so here's the thing.
You can tell me

what's going on here,
or I promise you,

this will be the last time
that we do business together.

We were robbed.

By who?

Franklin.

Franklin robbed you?

Yeah, somebody cleaned him
out, all his accounts.

He needed a life raft.
Apparently we were it.

I'll have, uh, Gustavo
give you the bricks.

- Will 300 do it?
- Yeah,

but he also hit
our cash reserves,

so I'm-a need those
on consignment.

Yeah, you're good for it.

What's gonna happen now
between you and Franklin?

I don't know, but I'm guessing

we're not spending
Christmas together.

(footfalls on broken glass)

Remember, back on Catalina,
what I told you?

The things I've done
to make this money?

Yes.

So you can imagine,
after all of that,

starting back at zero?

That ain't gonna happen.

That's on you.

But this right here,

this isn't what
I signed up for.

I know.

You know?

You were supposed to be out.

Now, I've worked so hard
to leave my old life behind me,

but you're standing here,
asking me

to go launder
millions of dollars

in stolen drug money?

Do you understand
what that means?

I don't do it lightly.

- You don't do it lightly?
- I don't.

That's great.

But this, right now...

...this is about survival.

What happens
in the next few weeks

is gonna determine the course
of the rest of our lives,

and our baby's.

Please, V.

Please.

JEROME:
And what'd you tell him?

That I'd talk to you.

Why I reached out.

You know
I'd rather buy from you,

but you just gonna have to
get it down to ten a key.

O.G., you know why he's able
to sell you them birds so
cheap?

Stole 'em from us.

Look, like I told your
little motherfucking nephew,

I ain't trying to get in the
middle of no family shit.

I'm just trying
to get my bread.

You already cop them keys?

Them two little bitches
supposed to bring 'em by tonight.

Hey, l
ook, you know
I'd rather buy from you.

If not,

you know it ain't personal.

Nigga got to do
what he got to do.

Yeah.

How much did

- and the operation?
- Nothing that can hurt us.

But, look, regardless
of who is doing this,

Avi's entire operation
is burned,

so, unless you want to shut
the entire pipeline down,

we're gonna need
another gun connect.

I'm sure we have ideas,
if that would be helpful.

Is there any word
from the higher-ups?

About the money, my ask?

Let's get this all cleared up,

then we'll talk about getting
you your blue badge back.

Yeah.

I got to get
the mud off my shoes

before I step foot
on Langley's carpets.

(clears throat)

There is significant interest

in the assets
in your possession.

But, yes, we need to
make sure you're clean

before you're
officially welcomed back

inside the walls.

Yeah, I reckon $73 million
cleans a lot of carpet.

(door opens and closes
in distance)

As far back as I can remember,
I wanted to be

in the CIA.

My father and brother were
Army men--

instruments of policy,
blunt objects--

and I just wanted
a seat at the table

where the long arc
of history is shaped.

(footfalls approaching)

- (
knock on door)
- (clears throat)

I understand.

Franklin is going to war
with Louie and Jerome.

This... fucking family, man.

It
's like they don't even
have the good sense

not to tear each other apart.

(door opens and closes
in distance)

You need anything
else from me?

No, you should go home.
(clears throat)

Okay.

Oh, Gus.

So, I...

...
...never really said
I'm sorry about Cedro

getting hurt and the hospital
making you wait all night.

It's unbelievable.
What was the hospital?

Verdugo Hills.

Well, I say, uh, anything
ever happens to the two of us,

let's not go to Verdugo Hills,
you know what I mean?

(chuckles)

(knocks)

(airplane landing)

V?

What's this?

What?

This is the woman
who goes to Miami to deposit

stolen drug money. (laughs)

You have something for me?

Uh, yeah. It's
in the back seat.

It's $1.85 million.

I'll be back by
dinner tomorrow.

I love you.

Yeah, you do.

BUCKLEY:
Well, officially LAPD
has jack shit.

You're just the victims
of some unfortunate violence.

And unofficially?

You about to be
the flavor of the month.

They know it's drug-related,

that you got
ties to Franklin Saint,

so you're gonna need
to tighten up your shit.

JEROME:
Ain't that what we pay you
for?

Keep motherfuckers
off our back?

Yeah, well, it's not
gonna be that easy

now that I'm officially
off LAPD payroll.

But you still have
friends on the force, right?

Yeah, I still got
a few of those.

JEROME:
So keep 'em close.

And you keep your mind right.

Stay off that fucking powder.

Goddamn junkie.

(pager beeps)

Give us a minute.

Finally, this motherfucker.

(dial tone)

(line ringing)

(phone rings)

Unc.

JEROME:
Been paging you all day.

Yeah, I've been busy, man.

Need to meet up.

What for?

Nigga.

I didn't want things
to go this way.

I went to Louie
and asked for help.

Oh, you gonna
blame it all on us now?

Your wife went behind my back

and stole the plug,
and that's business.

But I show up and take back
what I made you, and it's
theft?

So it's busi ness
when I'm bending over,

but it's personal
when you getting it.

Is that how that works, huh?

Nephew, if you don't
bring back what you stole,

you gonna understand
how this work, little nigga.

You want to come after me,
that's fine.

Came into this shit
with my eyes open.

And they still are, nigga.

(dial tone)

(dial tone stops)

Hmm.

(sighs)

Listen.

There's something else you
need to know about last night.

After I refused
to help Franklin get to Teddy,

he pulled a gun on me.

Said he was gonna kill me.

He might've done it, too,
if Buckley hadn't been there.

I heard you when you said

you didn't want to go to war
with your family.

I tried to respect it.

But you need to know
exactly who we dealing with.

It was either this,

or drop them off first

and have you waiting
even longer.

Or you could just give us
the location to the safe house

and save us all
a whole lot of time.

Stuff's in the trunk.

What's up, y'all?
My name's Franklin.

Ar
e you the one Mama's
always complaining about?

Probably, yeah.

Want a French fry?

FRANKLIN:
Sure, I'll have one of them.

Damn, that was good.

(laughs)

You're not gonna take 'em
to the drop, are you?

Yeah, we just gonna
leave 'em in the back seat

with a Etch A Sketch.

(telephone ringing)

McDonald.
(grunts)

(siren wailing)

(indistinct chatter)

OFFICER:
Come on, let's go.

I'm looking
for Detective Parosa.

(indistinct chatter)

- (door clangs)
- (lock buzzes)

What took you so long?

(lock buzzes)

(baby crying in distance)

(dog barking)

TONY:
The fuck you doing here?

Uh, make sure
he wasn't followed.

We went over this.

There are protocols
if you need to meet.

Can't just show up.

Yeah. Uh, I forgot

to tell you I told Teddy,
um, we took

Cedro to the emergency room.

TONY:
You're worried he's gonna
check?

Worried, mis huevos.

I know he will.

But, uh, hospital records
aren't easy to get,

even for
an intelligence officer.

We'll take care of it
right away.

Right away when? Tonight?

As soon as possible.

Did you tell him
a particular hospital?

Yeah, Verdugo Hills.

I'll take care of it, okay?

But, Gustavo, listen to me.

Informants who do
what we tell them,

they make it out alive.

It's the ones
who get flustered, panic,

and don't follow protocol
that get into trouble.

I had a long talk
with my bosses today,

and they want to see
something now

to justify what
we're doing here.

You mentioned
a tunnel at the border,

how you're bringing
the cocaine across.

I want to see it.

When?

Soon as possible.

Tomorrow, if it doesn't
raise any alarm bells.

That a problem?

No, should be okay.

All right.

Go home, get some rest.

You promise me you're gonn a
take care of this, right?

Absolutely. Good night.

I held back,
but Ruben's impatient.

He wants to meet tomorrow.

What happened to burning
all this down to the ground?

(sighs)

We about to side with
the Russians, commit treason.

Forgive me
if I need a minute to think

before lighting the match.

You still believe, don't you?

Even after all of this,
you want so badly

to think America
still cares about you,

like some orphan child,

standing by the door,
waiting for Mama to come home,

no matter
how long she's been gone.

We throw our lot in
with the KGB now,

we may have to face the
reality that we have to leave.

Face the reality?

(scoffing)

Let me tell you
something, Franklin.

Those hours, days and weeks

after your father
disappeared in Cuba...

...were so
me of
the worst of my life.

I was completely alone
in a foreign country.

Didn't even speak
the fucking language.

Didn't know
what happened to him,

but knew almost for certain

I'd never see him again.

And if the p ain
and frustration weren't
enough,

there was always the fear

that at any moment
they could come and get me, too.

It went on like
that for months

until one night,

I realized why
Teddy let me live.

It wasn't a moral decision

or even convenience.

He could've killed me
and gotten away with it. Mm
- mm.

Teddy spared my life
because, in his mind,

I posed no threat to him.

None of us do.

He could take away

one of the most
important things in my life,

and I could do
nothing about it.

I was just some nigger
who'd never touch him,

inconsequential
to the point it wasn't even

worth the effort
it would take to snuff me out.

And in that moment, I knew.

Fuck Teddy, fuck the CIA,

and fuck the government
that supported them.

I was gonna do
whatever it would take

to not only destroy him

but to make sure that
he knew it was me,

the inconsequential nigga
who did it.

I am way past
facing reality, Franklin.

I am done standing
by the door,

waiting for Mama to come home.

Now are you with me, Saint?

Or are you with them?

Okay.

Okay, tell Ruben
I'll meet him tomorrow.

(hip-hop playing
over car stereo)

(engine shuts
off, music stops)

Hey.

I got a question
I've been meaning to ask you.

What's that?

I know little bitches
got little coochies,

but I ain't never been
mountain climbing before,

so I don't know if big bitches

got big coochies or not.

Why don't
you fuck
your mama and find out?

- (men laughing)
- Ooh.

You got a little
fight in you. All right.

DALLAS:
We good.

BIG D:
(chuckles) I bet we are.

That thing scenting like some
bread fresh out the oven.

Shut the fuck up, nigga.

Get home safe.

Mountain-climbing
motherfucker.

(laughter)

(Dallas laughs mockingly)

Would you?

'Cause of Franklin
and these hours,

- I ain't had no dick in weeks.
- (chuckles)

And he look like
he probably holding.

You know who I
think is holding?

Dallas, do not say it.

(laughs) I got a peek once.

You know, he be wearing
them tight jeans, they light.

- Dallas.
- Ooh.

Stop. He's our boss,

and his lady's pregnant.

That ain't got
shit to do with me.

I would tear his ass up.

(police siren whoops)

Fuck.

BLACK DIAMOND:
We ain't got no product
in the car,

and they can't
legally search the car.

DALLAS:
Since when the fuck "legal"

got anything to do with it?

Stay cool, you hear me?

They want to
search the car, we let 'em.

Have Franklin call the lawyer.

Keep your hands
where we can see them

and step out of the car.

Ain't you gonna
tell us what we did wrong?

I said step out
of the car now.

Hey, fuck you.
We ain't got to do shit.

OFFICER 2:
Out of the car now!

Out of the car!

BUCKLEY:
Ain't gonna tell you again.

Nigga, you not even
a cop no more.

Yeah, which should
scare you more than if I was.

All right, we coming out.

BUCKLEY:
Open the trunk.

You have no right...

Does it look like
I'm fucking asking?

Open it.

(unzipping and zipping bags)

Don't move.

Where Franklin
keeping my shit at?

He stole from me.

I want it back.

Now where is it?

We don't know, motherfucker.

JEROME:
You think I'm playing with
you?

We don't know.

He got it someplace new.

He ain't tell us where it is.

- Gonna steal on you.
- Wha...?

- (grunts)
- DALLAS: Fucker.

JEROME:
It's gonna get bad

for you in a hurry if you
don't tell me what I want to know.

I swear, he didn't tell us.

OFFICER: Everybody back.
Stay right there.

BLACK DIAMOND:
He didn't tell us.

He didn't tell us
where it is. He didn't...

- (spectators gasp)
- Hey!
- DALLAS: Bitch-ass nigga,

- she's telling the truth!
- Stay back.

She's telling the truth!

- Oh, yeah?
- Yes!

Hey, stop fucking hitting her!
We don't know!

You tell me where
my goddamn money at!

DALLAS:
Fucking stop.

Stop fucking hitting her!

You can stop this all now.

You tell me where it's at.

- We don't know.
- MAN: This is bullshit.

- Get the fuck back!
- DALLAS: She doesn't
know where it is.

He didn't tell us.

We don't know!

She got a fucking
kid, man.
Stop hitting her.

(crying)

WOMAN:
Damn.

(sniffles)

I want my money.

("Walk On By" by Isaac Hayes
playing)

You tell Franklin
that I did this

and I ain't gonna stop
till I get all that's mine.

Beverly. Beverly.

You okay?

Bev?

Somebody call fucking 911!

You're gonna be all right.

Beverly. Bev.

♪ Walk on ♪

♪ Walk on ♪

♪ If you see me
walking down the street
♪

♪ And I start to cry ♪

♪ Each time we meet ♪

♪ Then walk on by ♪

♪ Walk on by ♪

♪ Make believe ♪

♪ That you don't
see the tears ♪

♪ So just let me grieve ♪

♪ In private
'cause each time I see you
♪

♪ I break down and cry. ♪