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- [Narrator] Previously on The Dirty D.

- When the fuck is niggas gonna realize who the fuck

is in charge around here?

- I believe that would be me.

(suspenseful music)

- Yaya hijacked the club.

- What the fuck you mean she hijacked the club?

- Nigga, that bitch came into the club, told me she

had Tiffany's power of attorney, kicked me the fuck out.

And I heard she fired Kyra and India too.

(punches thudding)

- Bitch, I said this shit ain't over.

I said this shit ain't over.

- You back fucking with this bitch?

All y'all niggas the same, swear y'all done with y'all

baby mamas and be right back with these bitches.

- Man, you heard what the fuck I said.

Sit your ass still, bitch.

- Hey, cuz, the only thing you're about to do is get your

motherfucking head blew off if you don't

get the fuck out my club.

- I'm not the father.

- Neither am I.

- What?

(paper crackling)

- You put the house up for sale, you've got the club,

what more do you want?

Hm?

- Everything.

(theme music)

* Radio *

* She said she wanna go to Motown *

* Wanna see how it is *

* That's 'cause she knows that it ain't no town *

* In the world *

* That can sound like this (this) *

* She wanna kick it into drive *

* She wanna move forward on with her life *

* Fast cars, fast life *

* That's my town *

* Living in the fast lane *

* Can't slow down *

* Come and visit Motown *

* City of the blues *

* Feel like Berry Gordy when I step inside this booth *

* I need a Diana who gon' come and sing the tunes *

* Or I could hit up Sada when I need to bust a move *

* Yeah, baby, I'm from Motown *

* Wanna see how it is? *

* That's 'cause she know that it ain't no town *

* In the world *

* That can sound like this (this) *

* She wanna kick it into drive *

* She wanna move forward on with her life *

* Fast cars, fast life *

* That's my town *

* Living in the fast lane *

* Can't slow down *

* Come and visit Motown *

* Don't slow down *

- Keisha!

- What?

You're damn right I was fucking another nigga.

Was I supposed to sit at home and play the faithful

side chick role while you went home to that bitch Kyra

every night?

- Keisha I said that's e fucking 'nough!

(dramatic music)

Terrance, I am so sorry that this has happened to you, okay?

Listen, you have every right to want

to get your older son tested.

Set up the appointment and you contact me to

make arrangements to pick him up, okay?

- You know what, it's all good.

Ima still get TJ every weekend.

- Absolutely.

You are the only father he knows.

- For now.

- Let me get the fuck out of here before I catch a case.

Okay, big guy.

(Brenda sighing)

- Here's your toy, baby.

Well maybe Terrance didn't knock any sense into that damn

head of yours after all.

Keep it up, Keisha.

This shit ain't no damn game!

(Brenda sighing)

- Terrance, Terrance, excuse me.

Terrance!

- What?

Look I'm sorry, I ain't mean to snap at you.

It's just that I got a lot going on.

- It's okay, I get it.

Look, I witnessed everything that happened back there.

I just was trying to catch you and give you this paperwork

before you left.

- What's this?

- Well that's a copy of your results and if you're gonna try

to get those child support payments dropped,

you're gonna need that.

- Appreciate it.

- Look, if you need any help filling anything out,

just let me know.

Unfortunately, I see this type of thing happen all the time

and I've become somewhat of an expert

as to what the next steps are.

- I just still can't believe that's not my son.

- You know this doesn't necessarily mean that you can't be

in little man's life,

but I'm sure everything's still gonna work out for you.

(equipment beeping)

- Hey, what'd you say your name was again?

- It's Lashay.

- Well, Lashay, I think I would like to take you up

on that offer of you helping me out.

Put your number in my phone.

- Look, I'm gonna print those papers off for you

as soon as I get back to my office.

You make sure you give me a call later on

so that we can work all that out.

- Will do.

- Let me get back to my office before my boss

figure out where I went.

It was nice to meet you, Terrance.

- It's nice meeting you too.

- He ain't shit.

(equipment beeping)

- Okay, so what does this mean?

That Brick might be getting out?

- [Tobias] Possibly.

- The fuck do you mean possibly?

I'm paying you good ass money to make sure

that doesn't fucking happen.

- [Tobias] Look, when you first came to me you wanted

evidence to prove that Brick had something to do with

your sister's disappearance.

It's starting to look more and more like he really don't

have anything to do with it after all.

- Nah, I know for a fact that nigga got something to do with

what happened to Tiffany.

- But we can't prove that

and I don't know how much longer I can keep breaking jail.

I get to file a motion for dismissal, but I know as soon as

the judge find out his fingerprints wasn't on that badge,

they'll have no the choice but to let him go.

(intense music)

(Yaya sighing)

- Okay, so, what about the drug charges?

Nigga was selling drugs up out of the club?

- Yes.

A club that's in Tiffany's name.

I told you when you first hired me,

it's gonna be a very complicated case.

- And again, ain't that why I'm paying you so much money?

To uncomplicate shit!

I don't give a fuck how you gotta get it done.

I need you to make sure that nigga Brick stays locked up.

- What you asked me to do is illegal,

so it take a little bit more than a few cash papers to

square away that type of bill.

(intense music)

(Yaya sighing)

(heavy breathing)

(objects clattering)

(quiet moaning)

(footsteps)

(door slamming)

- I know that's not-,

what the fuck is she doing coming out of Brick's

lawyer's office?

(inquisitive music)

- Hey, Glad, is Spencer there?

Yes, I would like to get Brick Davis' court date pushed back

due to an unforeseen emergency.

Yeah, trust me, I want to get this thing resolved just as

quickly as you do.

Okay.

All right, thanks a lot.

(footsteps)

(door opening)

(door closing)

(Malik clearing throat)

- What the fuck do you want?

- Just some information.

- Excuse me?

- Information on why I seen you coming out

of a lawyer's office.

- My legal concerns are none of your business, love.

- Bullshit.

They are when it has to do with Brick's lawyer.

- Hmm.

I had no idea that Brick and I shared the same lawyer.

- Mm.

I find that very, very hard to believe.

I'm gonna ask you one more time,

what the fuck do you and Brick's lawyer have going on?

- As Tiffany's power of attorney, I had to speak with him

regarding clearing up some business of hers.

You satisfied?

(Malik chuckling)

- Not at all.

But you know what, I'll play your little game.

For now, of course.

Simply because you got something that I want.

- Oh yeah?

- Mhmm.

- And what might that be?

- Part ownership in the club.

(Yaya laughing)

- Why would I do that?

- Simple.

I have something that you want too.

- Mm.

I have a husband that I can get dick from

any time I want, baby.

- That's cute.

But does your husband's dick come with Brick's

power of attorney?

Yeah.

(Malik chuckling)

- What exactly are you offering?

- A whole shit ton of money and power for the both of us.

- See the only thing that's wrong with that is

as Brick's power of attorney, you're only good as long as

he's locked up, and as soon as he's set free,

you no longer have control, so.

- Touche.

Funny thing about that is I'm sure that you've got that

all taken care of.

So what do you say?

Hmm?

- Let me ask you something, Malik.

(Malik chuckling)

- Anything.

- Even after marrying Brick,

my sister still couldn't let you go.

Why is that?

- You'll definitely find out in due time.

I'll see you soon.

- I'm sure I will.

(door opening)

(door closing)

(intense music)

- What the fuck was that about?

- Fuck, Jevon, you scared the shit outta me.

- The only people that get scared is the people that get

caught doing what they ain't got no business doing.

(Yaya chuckling)

- Well lucky for me, I get to do whatever the fuck I want

whenever the fuck I want.

- Watch who you talking to.

I'm your husband, remember?

- Yeah, only when the fuck it's convenient for you.

It's time I do some shit that's convenient for me.

Excuse me.

(door bell ringing)

- Hey, Terrance.

- Hey.

These are for you.

- Oh my God.

Thank you.

These are beautiful.

- I'm glad you like them.

It's just a small gift to show my appreciation.

You know you did help me fill out all that paperwork.

- Ah no, it's cool.

Come on.

I was just about to get this food from out the oven.

(romantic music)

- It smells good.

Let me find out you fine as hell and can cook.

- I'm definitely wifey material.

- I see that.

- Look you have a seat.

I'm about to go in the kitchen and grab this food.

So, did they give you a court date yet?

- Surprisingly, pretty fast.

Got one in two weeks.

- That's good.

I know you gonna be so happy when they stop taking them

child support payments from out your check every week.

- Oh, right.

And I have enough money saved that way

I wine and dine my woman.

- Wait, hold on.

You got a woman?

- Nah, not yet but hopefully I do soon.

- Is that so?

- Man, ain't shit out here in these streets but trouble.

Seems more dangerous for me because I'm a cop.

Of course I'd love to come home every night

to a beautiful woman.

- Yeah, that's what all the men say until they get a good

woman and then they still out in the streets

playing with the hoes.

- Yeah, well every nigga ain't been through what

I've been through.

- That is true.

But hopefully you've learned from your mistakes and you're

ready to leave the past in the past.

Gotta be right back.

- If the past don't catch up with me first.

- India, why you ain't tell me you was stopping by?

What the fuck?

How did you get in my house and how the fuck

you even know where I stay at?

- Oh, see that's the thing, sweetie.

This isn't your house if it's in Brick's name.

- Brick's business ain't got shit to do with you.

- No, no, no.

That's where you wrong.

This right here is Brick's power of attorney,

giving Malik complete control over Brick's legal matters

and his business matters.

- And what the fuck do this got to do with me?

- Young and dumb.

And to think, you the same naive bitch Brick was gonna

leave my sister for.

- Do you know what happens to people that comes into

people's houses disrespecting them?

- I wouldn't know.

Probably the same thing that happens to young dumb bitches

that sleep with their boss's husband behind their back.

Now this is your 30-day notice to vacate the premises

filed in court this morning by Malik.

- You can't do this.

- Okay, let's try it this way.

You got 30 days to get your shit and get the fuck

up on outta here or I'm gonna come back and

I'm gonna remove you myself.

You don't want that.

(intense music)

Make sure you leave my motherfucking key.

(knocking on door)

(door creaking open)

- Terrance, I'm in a bind.

I need a place to stay.

(door closing)

- And what happened to the place you packed your shit up

and left here for?

Oh, what you can't afford the shit now that Brick

is locked up?

- This don't got shit to do with money, Terrance.

It's a lot of legal shit going on and until it's figured

out, I need a place to lay my head for a few days.

- Well, you know you should have thought about all that when

you was packing up and leaving me for that nigga.

- T, is everything good down here?

- Who the fuck is this?

- I'm Terrance's girlfriend, Lashay.

- Girlfriend?

How when you was just fucking on Keisha?

- See what I do is none of your business anymore, Kyra.

- You know what, you sure don't hesitate to move on do you?

- And it's coming from the same person who was just fucking

their married boss.

- Yeah, after I found out you was still fucking

your baby mama.

- Look man, you got better things to worry about like

finding a place to lay your head.

(door creaking)

So if you can excuse us,

we were in the middle of watching a movie.

(screen door closing)

(door closing)

(door locking)

Oh, sorry about that, baby.

- So that was your ex-fiancee Kyra?

- Yeah.

- You know I remember you telling me about her,

but I don't think I ever really asked you how long was it

that you two broke up?

- Uh, shit, a couple months.

- A couple as in one or two?

Or three or four?

- Three, four, shit, I don't know.

What's up, baby?

- Do you still love her?

- Can we not do this right now?

- Do what?

- Fuck up our vibe.

I mean everything was just good a couple minutes ago.

- How can me asking you a question fuck up our vibe?

- Because no matter what I say it'll be the wrong answer.

If I say I love her, you'll get mad.

And if I say I didn't, you'll say I'm lying.

- Look, I can never get mad at you for telling me the truth.

(Terrance sighing)

- All right look, me and Kyra were together for years.

I mean, like I said, I'd be lying if I said I didn't love

her, but I'd also be lying if I said I wasn't ready to move

on, get a fresh start with a good woman.

- Look, I'm not looking for no fling.

And before we go down this road, I need you to be sure that

I'm the woman that you want.

(chill music)

- I've never been more sure of anything in my life.

* Hey *

* Took a couple rounds but we're jumping off the ground *

* Ain't no turning back now, no *

* Who would've believed that we'd be beaming *

* On a cloud of dreams *

* The only way around, oh *

* Longing to be free, free from all the many things *

* That made it all to see *

* Pushing through this crazy maze, the hazy phase, *

* The ups and downs will never get the best of us *

* We'll never drown *

* Turning inward *

* Ooh *

* There's so much power when you're inward *

* Ooh *

* You'll never drown turning inward *

* Ooh *

* There's so much power when you're inward *

(voices on TV offscreen)

- Keisha, your ass been living here for months now and

I haven't saw you look for a job not once.

And now that Terrance knows TJ is not his son,

them child support payments gonna stop any day.

Then what you gon' do, hmm?

- Do you ever get tired of talking shit, Ma?

- No, not with you living in my shit.

- [Keisha] Don't worry, I won't be for long.

- Oh, you got that right.

Look, I love you and my grandkids but I am tired of

picking up after y'all asses all day, every day.

I'm used to having my own space, say that.

- Home space for what?

Ain't like you got a man to lay up with.

- Well maybe I would if I could focus on myself

for a damn change.

I'm going to the bar to have me a drink, Keisha.

Have this shit picked up when I get back.

- Always talking shit.

(R&B music)

- Hello.

- How you doing?

- And what can I get for you today?

- Can I get a Jack straight up, please?

- Coming right up.

- Well, damn.

Seems like someone's had just as bad as week as I did.

- Not bad, just long.

One day it'd be nice just to be able to go home

to a hot meal and a good woman.

Always end up in a damn bar like this.

- Please, a man could go home to a a good woman and a hot

meal and still run to the bar after a long day.

- That's not a man.

It's the actions of an immature little boy.

- [Bartender] There you go.

- Thank you.

Thank you very much.

- [Bartender] You're welcome.

- Well, I like how you think Mr...

- Bill.

Call me Bill.

- Well, nice to meet you, Bill.

I'm Brenda.

- You as well, Miss Brenda.

Hey, bartender, can I get another round, please,

and whatever my new friend Brenda here is having as well.

- [Bartender] No problem.

- Thank you.

(knocking on door)

- Who the hell are you?

- Tobias Spencer, Brick's attorney.

May I come in?

(door closing)

- So now Brick finally wants to reach out?

You know how much shit I've been going through

by my fucking self?

- This is a really complicated case.

- Complicated!

Ain't shit complicated about communicating with the person

you claim you love.

- Kyra, I'm not here to argue Brick's

personal relationship matters.

I'd say the main thing is a little bit better.

(envelope crinkling)

- What's this?

- A couple dollars to hold you over up until Brick

get outta jail.

It should be soon based upon some new evidence

that we found.

- What new evidence?

- You know I'm not a liberty to discuss that with you.

- Of course you're not.

Well, I gotta get back to packing.

- Packing?

You about to move?

- I don't have a choice, Brick's power of attorney came by

and evicted me.

- You talking about that Malik character?

I'm working on that.

I'll make a call in the morning for you.

- Well, unfortunately, I don't have time to wait on Brick

or his lawyer to figure out shit about where I'm gonna lay

my head at.

So in the meantime, I'll be packing.

- I see why that nigga was willing to risk it all for you.

- Mr. Spencer, it's time for you to go.

- That nigga facing 25 to life, baby.

I already know how bitches like you get done.

Jump from nigga to nigga looking for a come up.

But you always got a plan B.

This is the case with situations like you're currently in.

- I said it's time for you to go.

- Plan B is standing right in front of you, baby.

Don't fuck up your blessings being stubborn.

That nigga's pockets getting lighter and lighter the longer

he stay up in that motherfucker.

You're eventually gonna need some help.

- Listen, it's time for you to go.

Can you get the fuck outta my house?

- Call me if you need me.

That's gonna be real soon.

- It ain't that much trouble in the fucking world.

(Kyra yelling)

* I'm the man, I got plans *

* Fit the bourbon in my hand *

* That'll make ya change your stance *

- I'm here to meet with Ice.

- Do he know you coming?

- Motherfucker, I wouldn't be here if he didn't.

Look, nigga, I ain't got time to do this with you.

People set up a meeting to meet with your boss, Ice.

I suggest you go get him before it'll be a fucking

problem at this door.

- Good, 'cause I love problems.

Matter of fact, they call me the problem solver.

- Me too, motherfucker.

- Whoa!

Your ass ain't changed a bit after all these years.

We're cool, man.

- All right.

- Shit all right?

- Take a seat, man.

I'm gonna go get us some shots.

* I listen to it, shit is weak *

* You should trash and hit delete *

* If it ain't about the bottom line, it's not *

- Pour me two shots away.

And have Coco and Trouble get they ass out here

and entertain me and my guest.

- Trouble don't come in until tonight,

but I think I saw Coco earlier.

- That's cool.

She'll do.

Have her get her ass out here.

* A new pack on my back, what's it been? *

* Michael Jack, do my dance then I slide like a roof *

* I'm like which? *

* It go phew *

* My stack going up, that's for sure *

* Hallelujah *

- Here you go.

I got you, baby.

- Hey, what I tell you about that baby shit?

- Sorry, damn!

It's a habit.

- Well, break it.

(bartender sighing)

(both sighing)

- My nigga, honest, what's good?

Tell me something, man.

- What's up?

- How the fuck did your young ass end up with a strip club?

- Let's just say the opportunity presented itself to me

and my partner, we jumped on it.

- Nothing wrong with that.

- Salud.

I know my cousin ain't sent you down here for nothing.

- Your cousin Bret got a business proposition for you.

- I'm listening.

- Not with the small talk, huh?

- I just always find it a waste of time, you know?

- I can dig that.

You know the club your cousin opened downtown, right?

- Man, who don't know about The Dirty D?

I've been meaning to stop by and check out some of them

badass bottle girls I've been hearing about.

- Well all them badass bottle girls ain't the only thing

keeping our clientele coming in.

Your cousin found a way to sell drugs out by that

motherfucker completely undetected.

- Of course that nigga did.

What that gotta do with me?

- Club hot as fuck right now, a'ight?

We need a place to move our shit out of temporarily 'til

Brick get out and figure out what the plan is.

- I ain't really trying to make my shit hot.

Plus the girls selling a little pussy here and there,

I run a legitimate business.

- I'm telling you, Ice, shit's so low key.

Everybody that come through that motherfucker we done

thoroughly checked out.

- Let's say I did do this, what's in it for me?

- 25,000 a week.

- Hmm, 25,000 a week.

Damn!

How much shit y'all's pushing through that bitch?

- Enough.

- 25 K a week.

- In cash.

- Talking that kind of money, I'm in.

- You won't regret your decision, Ice.

Let me get the fuck up outta here.

Got a bunch of shit to do, man.

- [Ice] When y'all trying to start?

- I'll let you know as soon as I go holla at Brick.

- [Ice] Bet.

- All right, bet.

(cups and bowls clanking)

(knocking at door)

- Hey, bitch.

- Hey, girl.

Okay, this is nice.

All right, the stainless steel.

Ooh, how can you afford this?

- See that's what I called you over here for.

I kind of need a favor.

- You know I got you.

What's up?

(Kyra clearing throat)

Come on, spit it out.

- You remember that one thing we talked about?

- We talk about a lot of different things.

You gotta give me more details, bestie.

- You think you could still get me your job?

- Oh, shit!

- Girl, calm down.

You don't even know if they'll hire me.

- Girl, with all that ass, the real question is

can you move that thing?

- And you know I can.

(both laughing)

- I'm about to call this nigga right now.

Hey, I got somebody I want you to meet.

(traffic sounds)

- Cuzzo, what's good, my baby?

- What's going on with you?

- I can't fault it, man.

- Man, your ass has been missing the action for a minute,

haven't you?

- Oh, man, I've had little man and shit.

Baby mama going through some shit.

- Oh, yeah, that's what's up.

That's what's up.

- So what's up with business?

How's it going?

- I've been meaning to talk to you about a business

proposition that came my way.

- Oh, shit, what's up?

- Man, my cousin needs a spot to temporary deal

with his clientele.

- What type of clientele, though?

- Some high end shit, nigga.

I'm talking 25 K a week.

- Shit, you should have started off by saying

that shit, nigga.

I am silent partner in this motherfucker, I'm rarely here.

Shit, I'm with it if you with it.

- Hey, Shawn.

- What's up, baby?

- You trying to hit the VIP?

- Shit, hell yeah.

Let me handle this business right quick.

- All right.

Don't have me waiting too long.

- Oh, I ain't.

Goddamn.

- Can't tell your ass no silent partner.

You be in this bitch getting more pussy than me.

- Nigga, you know this shit come with it's perks, baby.

- Hell yeah.

- This is my girl Kyra I was telling you about.

- [Kyra] Nice to meet you.

- Nice meeting you.

You dance?

- I mean, I ain't no Beyonce or nothing

but I could do a little something.

- You gotta be able to do more than a little something to

work here, baby.

- Do you see all that ass?

- Right there.

- I see she got ass, but can she work that motherfucker?

- [Kyra] Like an assembly line?

- Oh she can work that.

- Can we get some music?

DJ could you turn some music on for me?

(hip hop music)

* Beat crazy *

* Yeah, ooh *

* Let's go *

* Chick so bad she ain't never met Santa (she bad) *

* I don't even care I ain't never had manners (no way) *

* Been a couple years, yeah I must have stamina (I do) *

* Sitting while you rap 'cause we just can't stand ya *

* Itching my head like you gave me dandruff *

* I go in and the girl goes crazy (that's crazy) *

* Holding me tight tryna have my baby (say what) *

- That's my bitch right there.

* I'm a big flow tsunami I'm wavy *

* After her mom with a chick named Stacy *

- Mm, damn!

- I told you so!

- Shit!

- Goddamn, who is that new bitch, cuz?

- Damn, somebody that's gonna make this club a lot of money.

And I ain't gonna let you fuck it up.

- Bitch, what do you think?

- I think you got the job, okay?

- Well there's just one problem.

- What's that?

- I've got to get rid of this.

- Mm yeah, take care of that.

Yeah, take care of that.

(knocking at door)

- Hey, Cap, you needed to see me?

- Yeah, come on in, Terrance.

As you know, the chief has lit a fire under my ass to make

sure we build a strong case against Brick Davis.

- Cap, I'm not understanding what the problem is if we

already have Brick locked up.

- Not everything is for you to understand or

question here, officer.

Okay?

As you move up through the ranks in this department,

you'll soon find out that fewer questions you ask, probably

the better off you are.

- So what's next?

(inquisitive music)

- [Captain] I'm assigning you a new partner.

* Galaxy *

- Matter of fact, here he comes now.

(music intensifies)

- 'Sup, partner?

* All right *

* They said it couldn't be done *

* But we moving along *

* I like proving me right *

* More than proving 'em wrong *

* But always end up doing both *

* High like the sun *

* Ima catch steam *

* I could run a whole city off the energy *

* My ex had to settle for a bum *

* Guess she couldn't find a better me *

* She would've had love for a century *

* I'm in the mud with the goonies, I'm making it out *

* Married the game and I'm saying my vows *

* I'll never turn on the people who turned me into *

* The man I am now *

* They said it couldn't be done *

* But I went from a novice to turning a profit *

* Off dropping a lot, used to only be silence, *

* But now if I drop it, I got a whole flood in the comments *

* Yeah *

* Did this on nothing but guidance from me *

* Get off the wave if you didn't contribute *

* Then you cannot ride it for free *

* She try to persuade me with sexual actions *

* I'd rather spend time with me *

* 'Cause I rarely get time to breathe *

* But I know where you hide the keys *

* So a nigga might slide like cool runnings *

* Send me a video of whatcha gon' do for me *

* Tryna see that from a black magic cam *

* That you bought for the vlogs *

* That cost 22 hundred *

* She see the potential in taking advantage *

* Like everyone else does *

* But I gotta stay focused 'cause I've got some niggas *

* I'm tryna acquire the belt from *

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