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- You knocked me out, bitch!

Hey, cut the crap.

- I woke with Arturo dead, next to me.

And Peaches and Wesley were there.

What's going on?

- What happened back there?

- What the fuck is going on here?

It's handled.

- There's a dead body chopped up in your trunk.

Ain't nothing handled right now.

- Yo, why did you have to suck his dick, huh?

He didn't ask you.

Because I knew you wouldn't.

And I knew you wanted the extra thousand.

So, I'm here just doing my job, supporting your baby.

- Yo, you keep his name outta your dick sucking mouth.

You hear me?

Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey, look.

Guys look, like it or not, he's with us.

He's your brother.

So, let's try to make nice, alright?

You two are going to bury Arturo's body.

Fuck you.

Solomon, I can't.

- Hey, you two guys are gonna take your sorry ass

into the woods and bury it.

- Well, come on, get this shit out and dump it.

Are you fucking here?

Are you kidding me?

- Yeah, right fucking here.

- Everyone says you had it out for him.

They are lying.

So, where is he?

Where's Franky?

Turn back to the front.

Are you sure that's him?

What the fuck!

When you're little, people constantly ask how you're doing,

how you're feeling.

When you cry, they wanna see if you're okay.

They try to make you happy.

But when you get older, no one cares.

No one gives a fuck how you feel.

Probably because no one cares about how they're feeling.

It's just a vicious cycle

and you just have to kind of swallow it,

and just live on, walk on.

You suppress and continue.

You wait for the light at the end of the tunnel.

For a fucking bright light.

On Wednesdays we were pink.

Fuck Wednesdays.

Take my ass home.

I'm fucking tired of this shit.

You got me out here looking like fucking Goodfellas.

You think this is funny?

You think I'm a fucking joke? A mothafuckin clown?

Do I amuse you?

Bro, this is so fucked up.

My life's over now.

- That's good. You have a new one now with us.

Let's take you home. Your new home.

Get yourself cleaned up.

Hey, I'm glad you're doing this.

I'm glad you're with us.

I don't have a choice.

- You always have a choice.

Bro...

Don't "bro" me.

- Girl. - Don't "girl" me either.

- You're tripping. - Conio!

Don't conio me.

Literally nobody cares.

Arturo's dead. I just disposed of a body.

I was left on the side of the highway.

I'm a fucking criminal now. A criminal.

And nobody cares.

You're not a criminal, okay?

We're not criminals.

My life before this was very dysfunctional.

My dad, he was a criminal.

Like for real and abusive.

Being with the Homeboys gave me stability.

You'll see.

Let's go get your stuff.

- See, now you gotta do it with your real heels on though

- Baby, I'm gonna have to do that shit in my flats.

- What? You not going bust out the little kitty hills?

- Honey, we gonna have to bust outta here

in case something goes over.

- You think something else gonna go down?

Bitch, Arturo is dead.

We don't know what's about to pop off.

I mean, Lord, what is my life?

There was literally somebody dead in the Boom Boom room.

Yeah, it is bad.

But I mean, I got your back.

I know you a good person.

- Well, here's me helping you out.

You should be a little more careful

where you put your stuff.

My stuff?

Hello? Anybody home?

- Yo, excuse me, sir. The bar is closed.

- Then maybe you should have locked up the place.

Wesley.

What? You know this guy?

- Wesley, can you leave us for a minute?

Wesley, please.

All right.

So what's up?

- Nothing's up. Just retracing some footsteps.

My brother's footsteps.

- Well, your brother did like sucking dick

so maybe you'll find him around here.

- My brother ain't no fucking faggot.

I didn't say that.

- He hasn't been answering my phone calls.

- Well honey, have a look around.

I mean, maybe you'll find him in the Boom Boom room.

Don't get cute with me.

Honey, I don't get cute.

I get drop dead gorgeous.

- He called me last night telling me

he was gonna stop by here.

- He did. He showed up and he showed out.

What the fuck does that mean?

Bitch, he came and he left.

So if you're looking for your brother,

you're looking in the wrong place.

But I found you.

- Ricky, why are you really here?

- I don't know yet.

But I'm sure when I come back, I'll find out.

Hmm.

- I just can't with this fucking gay shit.

So quit.

- The money is too damn good though.

Then stop bitching about it

- Babe, you wouldn't believe the shit

that's going on with the Homeboys.

- Like what? You mean you guys aren't just sitting

around in a circle jerking off old men?

- Babe, I had to ditch a dead body today.

What the fuck? Val?

Yeah, it's handled though.

- What do you mean it's "handled"?

This is some real up fucked up shit.

You know that, right?

You can't say anything.

- Well, tell me everything. Exactly what happened.

Don't do Alex like that.

How do you know it was Alex?

- I can always tell that strong side button push.

The "I'm not fucking with you" push.

- Ah, he's just being a fucking idiot.

Like us doing this together is becoming a whole mess.

I can't, I can't with his attitude. I'm not.

- But you guys are like the power couple of Go Go hoes.

Fuck that. I don't care.

It's like he can't handle confrontation.

I can't talk to him about anything personal,

like his kid back home.

And what the fuck is going on with the whole Arturo thing?

Do you think Franky did it?

Nah, he's too sweet.

I can't see him doing that, right?

But you always gotta watch out for the sweet ones.

Those be the bitches that catch you off guard.

I could give a fuck about who did it.

At this point, if that shit gets out, we're all suspects.

It's over.

- Relax. Solomon got it handled, yeah.

- Yeah. He wouldn't let anything happen, right?

Of course not.

Alex?

No, no one.

Hey.

- "Hey there, handsome. Looking for some fun.

Just you and me. How's 2,000 sound?"

2,000? Let me see.

Whoever the fuck this Paul is,

he's offering some real shit here.

- 2,000? - Sounds good.

- No dude, I can't do it without Alex.

- Oh, please. You were all like "fuck Alex"

five minutes ago.

Did Solomon arrange this?

No. So I can't do it anyways.

- It's not my business, but I wouldn't care.

Besides, don't you have school shit to pay for?

We all gotta make our money papi.

- You know Solomon would flip his shit

if he knew we were doing this behind his back.

- More than your boyfriend?

Don't worry about him.

And leave his name out of your mouth.

What? No kiss.

It's gonna cost you.

- All right gentlemen, here we go again.

Number one, make sure you treat our regulars with respect.

Please do not use your phone.

Please be sure to smile a little bit

and be very, very flirtatious. Okay?

But the most important thing I need you guys not to do

is fuck in that Boom Boom room.

I know you want to so bad for a little extra cash

but the only person that fucks in the Boom Boom room is me.

Okay?

- All right boys, you ready?

Let's make some... - Money!

That's right.

Nighty night, keep your butt holes tight.

Y'all have fun.

Do lots of nasty things except for fucking in the what?

Boom Boom room.

In the what?

Boom Boom room.

- I know it's called Boom Boom room but God damn.

Hey, where's your boy?

- So, what the fuck is going on with Solomon?

Is he having some financial woes?

What are you talking about?

- Well, word on the street is, he's hurting.

- Everyone goes through hard times.

Oh, so it's true then?

Boy, you crazy?

- I must be, if I'm willing to pay a little extra

for any juicy details you might have.

How much to make you sing, pretty bird?

- Gio, what the fuck? Where have you been?

I overslept.

- You fucking lying, bitch.

You didn't sleep, oversleep.

- Oh fuck you. Do you mind?

I'm trying to get ready.

What the fuck man.

- Stop. I said I overslept.

Oh shit.

Pendejo, Maricon!

How could you do this to me?

I'm sorry.

- How could you do that to him, huh?

- When things go bad in your life,

you sometimes go back to the beginning.

How good things were.

You think how it all was good

and then how the hell it all went bad.

You think of the moment it all went to shit

and straight to hell.

But before that, there's this time.

The calm before the storm.

Sweet. I thought maybe we could go on a date sometime.

That would be nice.

There's just one thing.

What?

I'm sorry.

About what?

For this.

- And then just like that,

out of nowhere, there's a punch,

a knockout and you're being dragged away

from a blissful moment.

And you start to think that it was all a lie.

And this is the truth.

- What kind of fucking place is this?

No, no, no, no, no.

You shut the fuck up. Fuck you.

You make me sick. Fuck you.

- You being punched the fuck out

and being dragged in a car, is the truth.

You get an unwarranted visit from your wife from the DR.

Your world is flipped upside down

and you have nowhere to hide.

That's the truth.

And just like that, your world is flipped again once more.

And you have nothing else to do, but just go.

- You gonna be all right, man. Don't worry.

I got you.

Nicky?

- Are you sure that's him?

Okay.

We got you.