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[Dime] Previously on All the Queen's Men...

All right, fellas! Line it up.

It's roll call.

Damn, we ain't do one of these in a minute.

No, we haven't, so I need to make sure

- y'all niggas ain't slippin'. - [cheering]

Tommy, let's do this.

And...action.

Somebody's after me trying to get me to turn on Madam.

We now know that Concierge

is behind hacking Fuego's computer.

Have a seat. This was all in your email.

They have video of me at the halfway house.

But I thought, uh--

That Concierge took care of it, right.

He's making his move.

[screaming] [gunfire]

Looks like he was too scared to show his face.

Afraid that I'd blow that motherfucker off

like I did his brother.

[siren chirps]

[Madam] Hey, ladies!

Now, we don't like the authorities

to get involved in our girls' night out, do we?

- Ms. DeVille. - DA Rodds.

The first person we are eliminating is Madam.

Do you and your husband have a lot of enemies?

Rayshon!

[Madam] DA Rodds goes down.

You become mayor,

and you do what the fuck I tell you to.

You have control over the mayor,

you got control over the city.

Trouble and Champ got kidnapped.

- [Trouble] Hey! - [Doc] In a fucking white van!

That's some afterschool special type shit.

- What are you doing here? - Apologizing.

Please don't do this.

Dime, if you do this,

you'll be the one to regret it, Dime!

You get a promotion.

I'ma go ahead and let you rejoin VIP.

I'm bringing this shirt over to you.

I'm sure it's gonna be a match on Tina's blood.

Law thinks I'm dead, I'm free.

Hey, Daddy.

How's island life for you?

Daddy!

[unsettling music]

[phone ringing]

[sighs]

[Madam] Where the fuck is my father?

Well, hello to you too, Madam.

Look, you little bitch. Don't play with me.

[Concierge] You know, I seem to recall

you love it when I play with you.

[Madam] Cut the shit!

I know you're holding him hostage.

Where is he?

No, you do not know that.

I know you better tell me what I wanna know,

- or I'm gonna-- - [Concierge] Or you'll what?

Look, you know exactly what the fuck I'm capable of.

[Concierge] I do.

But you seem to forget what I'm capable of.

[Madam] I'ma tell you right now,

if you touch a hair on my father's head...

I will come after you with a vengeance

that you didn't even know was possible.

I never said I had your father.

I did, however, tell you that there would be consequences

for killing Lotus.

You whiny fucking bitch. This is over Lotus?

Really? That's what we doin' now?

Payback? Tit for tat?

- I'm not doing anything. - [Madam] Okay.

So if it's not you, it's your father, Santiago.

[Concierge] That's your mystery to solve.

Stop speaking in fucking riddles, bitch!

Tell me what I want to know.

[Concierge] Good luck, Madam.

And my condolences about your father.

[beep]

[music crescendos] [car starts]

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ They know not to play with me They know I get it started ♪

♪ Ask me will I take it easy Told them that it's harder ♪

♪ Ask me will I quit Oh no, sir, I beg your pardon ♪

♪ They're saying that it's light ♪

♪ But I turn this bitch to darkness ♪

♪ [The sun] It go up We don't play around ♪

♪ I won't play 'bout my dinero [dinero] ♪

♪ Got some gangsters in the cut now [cut now] ♪

♪ And they're doing what I say so ♪

♪ Ain't a nigga out as hard as me ♪

♪ Yeah, I said it, baby

♪ Ain't a nigga out as hard as me ♪

What the hell was that, Amp?

You act like I'm the only nigga out there throwin' hands.

What about this motherfucker right here?!

But you threw the first punch.

Nigga, I'll throw the next one and the next one...

Stop! Calm the fuck...down.

Look like Blue and, uh, Dime got this taken care of.

Come on, fellas, we gonna get up outta here.

I'm a lover. Not a fighter.

But if you come at me,

you gonna find out I ain't no punk.

Okay, this is crazy.

If y'all wanna act like asses,

then do this shit on your own time.

But right now,

y'all fuckin' with everybody's money.

I didn't even do anything!

'Cause your motherfucking ass know better, nigga.

Okay, stop Amp!

What is wrong with you right now?!

I'm sick of this nigga.

I'm sick of all you niggas.

But it's my job,

so I got to deal with you.

So I suggest you learn how to do the same.

Fuck y'all.

[Dime] Really, really, is that what we're back on now?

No, no, not really.

Not you.

All right?

Hey, you know not you.

Come on, Amp.

You done come so far with your AA.

Don't allow some bullshit to be wasted on it.

You're right.

I know I am.

Now go out there and make some money.

Don't you think you oughta say sorry?

What the fuck you think this is?

Shut your ass up, nigga.

Niggas are crazy.

[suspenseful music]

[Concierge] Santiago, I know we said

Madam needed to be dealt with,

but this is getting out of hand.

I have legitimate business dealings in jeopardy

because of you.

Because of me?

We both know your concubine is the cause of all of this.

Be that as it may,

you're not helping the situation any.

Please don't tell me you're trying to put

any of this blame on me.

[Concierge] That's not what I'm saying.

Then what are you saying?

Because from my perspective, this is all your fault.

Youbrought on this problem

when you decided you needed to step outside of your marriage.

You and I both know my marriage to Lotus

was a business arrangement. That's all.

Now that she's gone,

I think it's time that I step away as well.

You can't step away in the middle of a war.

Your mistress killed my daughter.

And she's going to pay the ultimate price for it.

I'm not disputing that there needs to be consequences.

No, but you're trying to dismiss yourself

from being a part of them.

Santiago, I've given you all that you needed from me.

[Santiago] I'm far from getting what I need from you!

I've got nothing until I have Madam's lifeless body

hanging from a bridge in the middle of the city!

[club music]

[cheers and applause]

Ladies, I gotta apologize.

That last performance was...

a little bumpy.

It was a little all over the place.

But right now, I've got everything

and everybody together, yeah?

So how about we take a U-turn,

and we start this all over again?

[cheers and applause]

Yeah?!

Come on!

I can't hear you!

I can't hear you!

Let's go!

Give it up for the men of Eden! Let's go!

[mellow musical intro]

♪ Fukumean

♪ Young Gunna Wunna back, callin' me splurge ♪

♪ Watch me jump right off the curb ♪

♪ Bentley Spur fly like a bird

♪ Spin on the first and the third ♪

♪ Solid, I'm keepin' my word

♪ Can't be my equal I don't know what you heard ♪

♪ Crank up the foreign, I swerve ♪

♪ Keep me a stick if they purge ♪

♪ Eeeyah

♪ Eeeyah

♪ Eeeyah

♪ Eeeyah

♪ Fukumean

♪ Young Gunna Wunna, they workin' my nerves ♪

♪ I'm about to pour up some syrup ♪

♪ Fucking this bitch like a perv ♪

♪ Smack from the back, grab her perm ♪

♪ Ice, the burr, uh, shittin' on all you lil' turds ♪

♪ Can't take that dick, wait your turn ♪

♪ In my own lane, we can't merge ♪

♪ Suck with no hands, you can learn ♪

♪ Let's see how much you can earn ♪

♪ Watch me go big like the Worm ♪

♪ And I ain't smokin' no sherm ♪

♪ I'm in this bitch with P Litty ♪

♪ QP, QP-ski

♪ All of my bitches is pretty, they show they titties ♪

♪ It's up to the ceilin'

♪ I let her run through a million ♪

♪ I rock with her really, let's fuck on a billion ♪

♪ I'ma get down to the gritty, then fuck up the city ♪

♪ The home of the villains

♪ Ecstasy, wonderful feelin' [Eeeyah] ♪

♪ Smoke out the pound when I'm chillin' [Eeeyah] ♪

♪ Trappin', I made me a killin' [Eeeyah] ♪

♪ Look, I got everybody wishin' [Eeeyah] ♪

♪ I hope you play your position [Eeeyah] ♪

♪ I don't want nobody listenin' [Eeeyah] ♪

♪ I see the hoe with precision [Eeeyah] ♪

♪ Get rich my only decision [Eeeyah] ♪

♪ Young Gunna Wunna back, callin' me splurge ♪

♪ Watch me jump right off the curb ♪

♪ Bentley Spur fly like a bird

♪ Spin on the first and the third ♪

♪ Solid, I'm keepin' my word

♪ Can't be my equal I don't know what you heard ♪

♪ Crank up the foreign, I swerve ♪

♪ Keep me a stick if they purge ♪

[cheers and applause]

♪ Eeeyah

♪ Eeeyah

♪ Eeeyah [Fukumean]

♪ Eeeyah

♪ Eeeyah

♪ Eeeyah

♪ Yeah

[cheers and applause]

[phones ringing] [indistinct chatter]

Rodds.

You keepin' some late hours.

You know my job never stops.

Tell me you've got some good news.

Oh, I'm gonna tell you some great news.

I just dropped the shirt off at the lab.

All we need to do is verify

that that's actually Tina's blood on it.

It's the last piece of evidence in our puzzle.

- Great work! - Thank you.

You know, when you told me about this undercover idea,

I didn't think it was gonna work.

I wasn't so sure myself, to be honest.

And thank you for keeping it quiet.

I don't think I'd be as successful

if the whole department knew about it.

Well, I figured that you might find yourself

in some compromising positions, so it's definitely for the best.

Whatever it takes to get the bad guys, right?

[Rodds] Right.

And in the end, it's all worth it

if justice is served.

Exactly.

You know, you're gonna be a shoe-in

for that promotion, now.

Yes! Lead detective, mm!

I've been gunning for that title for a long time.

Mm-hmm, I know.

And if you can bring in Marilyn DeVille,

you certainly will have earned it.

It's been a long time coming.

Well, listen, I'll get the rest of my report to you in 24 hours,

and in the meantime, we just waiting on the labs.

Okay, well, I will expedite those tests

'cause I cannot wait to bring her ass in.

You? Please,

I think everyone in this department

will finally be happy to put the infamous Madam in her place.

[chuckles]

♪Yeah, you a bitch with yo' hoe ass ♪

♪ And you can move with your slow ass ♪

♪ Look at this poor-ass broke ass ♪

♪ I'm on your ass

♪ Ooh, yeah, ooh, ay, ooh, yeah ♪

♪ I'm on your ass

♪ Ooh, yeah, ooh, ay, ooh, yeah ♪

♪ I'm on your ass

♪ They caught the end of that shit ♪

♪ And act like they a gangsta

♪ If I catch you off line, I'ma bring it up to your facial ♪

♪ I'm really out of my mind

♪ All my thoughts is really spacious ♪

[bass thumping]

[tense music]

Somebody is holding my father hostage.

I need you to find out where they're holding him.

Didn't we just go to your dad's funeral?

Fuego, I do not have time for questions right now.

I just need fucking answers, okay?

I got a call on this phone from this number.

Tell me where it came from.

I can't get anything from it like this.

Fuck. Um...

[Fuego] But I have something in my locker

that'll help me get more information.

Okay. Okay, good. Go, go do that.

[Fuego] All right.

[cheering from club]

[tense music]

[knocking on door]

[door opens]

Madam, we need to figure out

this Trouble and Champ situation.

Not right now, Blue. I don't have time for that.

Didn't Carlo say it needed to happen within a day?

What's the matter?

Somebody has my father.

What?

Who?

Look, I don't know.

I don't know.

I got Fuego getting some shit to help me track him down,

figure out where he is.

Madam, I'm, I'm sorry. I didn't know.

I know, I know.

[Blue] I'll take care of the Trouble stuff.

No, it's cool. Um...

Have them bring her from the safe house.

Y'all can put her in the basement.

I'll get to her when I get a second.

Okay.

Wait, where's Tommy?

[unnerving music] [insects chirping]

Shouldn't have stole Madam's money.

Hold on, playboy.

Ain't no way. Smoke?

What's up, Tommy?

I thought that was you out here.

What's up, man? It's been a minute.

Indeed.

And since when did they start lettin' people

out the mental house?

You just gotta play the game, bro.

Just gotta play the game.

I see we had the same idea.

Great minds--

Check this out.

Y'all got some work down at the club?

You're not working right now?

No, I was--

'til this motherfucker took me off the schedule

for being late.

Sometime people be late, motherfucker!

It's called life!

Stupid ass.

What you plannin' on doin' with him?

Well, I wanted to strangle him,

watch his eyeballs pop out his head.

But he might pass out before he die.

I want him to suffer like I did when I worked for him.

[man groaning]

[Smoke grunts]

[man grunts]

[gunshot]

Damn!

What happened to wanting to see him suffer?

You know I don't got impulse control.

Anyway, my schedule just opened up.

What's up?

[chuckles]

I'ma hit up Madam and see

we got some work for you, all right?

My man.

Hey, why don't you let me get in on this hole?

Oh yeah, just like old times, huh?

Don't make no sense for both of us to be diggin'.

- You grab the legs. - [Tommy] All right.

You got it?

He a heavy little fucker.

- This your work right here? - Yeah, this me.

[grunts]

Get your ass in there.

So what's up?

You're not gonna help me shovel?

I only brought one shovel. I ain't know you was coming.

[laughs] I should've got mine off the truck!

Yeah, you shoulda did something.

Fuck it.

[music]

What you doin' here? I'm working.

I know that.

Well, this money not gonna make itself.

What's up?

I need you to do something for me.

Damn, Tandy, you can't wait 'til I get to the house?

[Tandy] Not that, baby.

Then what?

I need you to get me a gun.

What you need a gun for?

You don't need to know why. Just get me one.

Don't be puttin' me in your shit, all right?

How do you know I know where to get a gun from?

'Cause I know you know people.

So you need to call in a favor for me.

It just needs to be reliable.

But most importantly,

it doesn't need to be traced back to me, okay?

I'll see what I can do,

but I ain't makin' no promises, aight?

Thank you.

Wait, wait, wait, wait. Come here.

What's up?

- I need it tonight. - Tonight?

Just...please.

I'll see what I can do.

I gotta get back in here, all right?

All right.

[tense music]

[music crescendos]

[typing]

[cheering from club]

Madam, are you okay?

Blue told me what happened to James.

I'll be a lot better when I can locate him, Tommy.

Do you need anything?

No. No, I don't.

Did you handle that thing for me?

Yes, Madam.

But you won't believe who I saw while I was out there.

Who?

Smoke.

Smoke? Oh, shit! The fuck is he up to?

He's actually lookin' for work.

And I'm sure you're gonna wanna do something diabolical

to this...Santiago guy.

And we both know that Smoke will deliver.

You are correct.

I do want to do something very fucking diabolical

to this motherfucker.

But I'ma be the one to do it.

- I got something! - What?

Oaxaca.

Wait.

Now it says Aruba.

Hold up.

- Kingston? - Where is he?

[Fuego] Uh, I don't know.

What do you mean you don't know?

The signal keeps bouncing.

They must have a scrambler on it.

Then unscramble the bitch!

I'm, I'm trying,

but it's gonna take me hours to break this.

Maybe even... maybe even days.

Fuck! Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.

Just, keep doing it!

[music and cheering from club]

Midnight, just the man I want to see.

What's good with it?

Hey, I need to get my hands on a gun.

For sure. I got you, killer.

Hey man, it's not for me. It's for a friend.

Yeah, whatever you say. Tell that to Ms. Patty.

Hey, man, that's fucked up, man.

You know that wasn't on purpose.

Come on, man, you know I'm just fucking with you.

Take your pick.

[tense music]

I'ma take this one.

That's a good choice.

Hey, if you do something stupid,

make sure you wipe it clean.

You ain't get that shit from me.

- Got you. - For sure.

- Appreciate you, bro. - You know I got you.

[dog barking] [insects chirping]

What I'm saying is that it's time for me

to cut ties with Santiago.

Now, handing that job off to Madam

would take care of that for me.

And I wouldn't even have to get my hands dirty.

I wouldn't mind, but...

Yes, why not?

Let's kill both these two birds with the same stone.

Anything?

They put the signal on a loop.

It's back from the beginning.

Whoever did this was really good.

And Madam's daddy is about to be really fucking dead.

- Fuego? - Yes, Madam?

Look, I'm gonna need you to work a little bit faster, okay?

I am, but this--

Nigga, no, stop! Don't say but!

Just...hurry the fuck up! Unscramble this shit!

Whatever you need to do, fucking do it!

Fuck!

[phone ringing]

Daddy?

[James] Baby girl!

Is that you?

Look, do not hurt him, okay? You want me.

So, let me take his place.

[Santiago] All in good time!

I will kill you.

But in the meantime,

your father will die in agony,

crying out your name.

And you will suffer knowing there was nothing you could do

to stop it!

What do you want, hm?

[Santiago] I want to see your face

after I do this!

[laughs]

I'ma kill this motherfucker.

I'm gonna kill this mother--

Madam, Madam, no, no, no!

Madam...

[crickets chirping]

[smooth, dreamy music]

Here you go.

The ladies is feelin' me in here tonight.

Not bad, right?

It's average.

Hey, nothin' average about me, bay-bay!

Here you go, Dime.

- Thanks. - Of course. You're welcome.

Hey.

What you about to get into?

My bed, bro. I'm tired as shit, bro.

Bro, why are you on that old man shit?

Man, it's late as hell!

What you about to get into?

Nigga, some ass!

I heard pussy is at its ripest before sunrise!

- Horny-ass dude. - Come on!

Good night, Midnight!

What?

It'll be around 5.5, let me know.

- Don't trip. All right. - Good night, Dime.

Good night. Thanks, Doc.

- Yeah. - Mm-hmm.

[mellow, dreamy music]

Hey.

Okay.

Um...

Look, Dime, part of my recovery is to make amends.

Quickly.

So...

one,

I really want to apologize for...

the way I acted earlier.

And two...

I really want to apologize for all the things that I've done.

So you're sorry.

[Amp] Extremely.

That's what I'm saying.

Do you think one mandated apology

is gonna erase everything that you did to me?

[scoffs] Crazy.

Actually, no, I don't.

And, uh, I get it.

Dime, real talk, I would've apologized

without a recovery program or anything.

But, um, I won't waste any more of your time, so...

I just want you to know that I am sorry and...

I really still care about you.

Yes, of course. Thank you so much.

Here you go.

Have a good night.

[indistinct chatter]

[phone rings]

Tell me something good.

You're 100%?

Great work.

Gotcha, bitch!

[phones ringing] [suspenseful music]

I just got word from the lab.

They've confirmed that it's Tina's blood on the shirt.

Yes! Are you saying...

I am saying we have enough evidence

to indict Madam.

Get your shit, bitch. We goin' out for drinks.

Come on!

- Drinks? - Yes!

Don't you think you need to lay low for a while?

What the hell for? I'm not afraid of Madam.

Well, maybe you should be,

because if you get killed,

it's gonna jeopardize the entire trial,

and I don't want her to slip by us again.

Okay, look, with all due respect,

I'm not going anywhere.

Madam is my big fish and I'm about to filet that bitch.

So get your shit and let's go for drinks!

All right, girl, let's go!

- Come on! - Let's go.

I am so excited.

[laid-back hip-hop music]

Man, this shit is embarassing.

I'll take care of this shit in the morning.

I guess I could at least do a load of laundry.

[sinister music]

No.

It's gotta be here somewhere.

Fuck!

Shit!

[line trilling]

Come on, answer the phone.

[line trilling]

Okay, look, we cannot just

fucking sit here and do nothing, okay!

We're gonna get him back.

I know we're gonna get him back, Blue.

I know.

[mellow music]

[line trilling]

[Concierge] Hello, Madam.

Look, cut the shit. Where is my father?

[Concierge] Even if I knew where he was,

I wouldn't help you.

You killed my wife and my brother, remember?

Look, we both know you didn't give a fuck about that bitch.

And your brother? Your brother was a liability.

[Concierge] It wasn't your call to make.

- Well, I made it! - [Concierge] Yes, you did.

And now you owe me.

How the fuck do I owe you?

Huh?

[Concierge] You know, they say the overuse of profanity

is a sign of diminished intelligence.

You know what else they say?

They say that playing fucking games with me

is a sign of a diminished lifespan, bitch!

[Concierge] I've said my piece, Madam.

Until you deliver on your debt to me,

I have nothing more to say.

- Oh, shit! - What?

He's in Juarez.

- My dad? - No, the Concierge.

When your phone connected to his line,

I was able to trace his call.

Isn't that mighty fuckin' coincidental?

Him in Mexico.

Isn't that where Santiago does his business?

Yeah, it is.

Looks like we're gonna go pay him a visit.

Blue?

Go tell Dime she's in charge.

Tommy, fuel up the jet.

We about to go down to Mexico, fuck some shit up.

Get my daddy back. Let's go.

Get your shit.

[suspenseful music]

[mellow music]

[woman's voice on TV]

Still awake, huh?

Thought you would be dreaming about me by now.

[chuckles]

I was waiting up for you.

Let me see it.

[music turns sinister]

And you're sure it's untraceable.

Yeah, it's clean. But I'm curious.

What do you need an untraceable gun for?

Do you really wanna know?

Nah, you know what? You're right.

Matter of fact, this conversation,

this transaction, never happened.

I don't know shit about no untraceable gun.

I thought so.

But Face, I do wanna thank you

for making this happen so quickly

and quietly.

Well, you know, I aim to please.

Mm-hmm. So do I.

And who would I be

if I did not give you the proper thank you?

I mean, words are good,

but I'm a woman of action.

And my mouth can do so much more...

than talk, yes?

♪ You stressed out Had a long day ♪

Fuck!

♪ Everybody runs to you when they complain ♪

♪ Seem like the bullshit on repeat ♪

♪ You can't take no more And you need a release ♪

♪ Straight up

Why the fuck am I even down here, man?

What the fuck?

That shit's crazy.

There has to be another way out of here, man.

There has to be.

Yo, what in the Medieval Times shit is this?

Oh, she's gonna kill me!

Fuck, I don't know, man!

Madam!

Tommy, Blue, somebody! Come, come on, man!

Won't somebody let me out of here?

Man stop playin'.

[mellow, sexy music]

So you gonna share?

As long as you agree to snort that shit off my dick.

Baby, I couldn't think of a better way.

[mellow, sexy music]

- - amn, that's turnin' me on.

[sighs]

[phone ringing]

♪ Baby, can you take it down

Hey, yo, what up?

I'm kind of in the middle of something.

[Doc] Hey, man, I'm in trouble.

What you talkin' about?

Man, Detective Davis, man, she fucked me.

Yeah, tell me something I don't know.

Wait, she didn't give you, like, herpes, man?

[Doc] No, no, it ain't nothin' like that.

Like, she fucked me over, bruh.

Dude what are you talking about?

I think she stole a t-shirt from my apartment, man.

[Midnight] Nigga, I know you didn't call me

to complain about no bitch stealing your shirt.

Listen, bro. It's not just any shirt.

I think she's trying to hurt Madam

and utilize it as evidence.

Shit, baby, just like that.

[Doc] Night?

My bad, bro.

This bitch going the extra mile right now!

Come on, man, this shit is serious, bro!

[Midnight] Okay, okay, sorry.

Um, okay, you said she stole one of your shirts?

[Doc] Yeah.

How do you know she didn't take it to the cleaners or something?

It was in my closet behind the hamper on the floor.

[Midnight] All right, well, look.

Double check, and if it ain't there,

you definitely are gonna have to tell Madam.

Especially if you know it's gonna affect her.

[Doc] Yeah.

All right, man, I'ma do that.

[Midnight] All right, anything else?

Nah, man, just--

Bro, stop worrying about that shit!

Sleep on it. You'll be aight.

- [Doc] Thanks, man. - Cool. Don't mention it.

[beep]

Get your ass up and turn around,

give you some of this cocaínadick.

♪ Doo, doo, doo

♪ I'ma sit back, enjoy the view ♪

♪ On nights like this

♪ I need something to get into

♪ About to [indistinct] all the time ♪

♪ You about to make me spend every dime ♪

- What's happenin', Dime? - Hey, D.

You're taking your food to go?

Yeah, it's been a long day.

My fridge is empty, and I'm starving.

Eating alone is no fun. Come sit down.

- Nah, I'm good. - Come on now, Dime.

By the time you get home, your food will be nice and cold.

You might as well come eat it while it's hot.

I guess I can sit for a minute.

So what you get?

Just a barbecue chicken sandwich.

No fries?

I don't need to be eatin' fried food this late.

Girl, you is fine as hell.

And ain't no fries at three in the mornin's gonna change that.

Well, thank you, but it's not just about vanity.

I mean, obviously I wanna look good.

But it's about my heart and my health too.

I wanna live a long time. Don't you?

Oh, sure, that's important. That's why I work out every day,

so I can eat these lil' fries any time I want.

- Ah, is that what it is? - Sure.

I thought you worked out to keep that six pack of yours

nice and tight.

Ohh, so you noticed my six pack?

- Yeah, I don't miss much. - Me neither.

Like them pretty-ass feet of yours?

Pretty toes, too.

Oh, you--you mean my tired and aching feet?

Tired and aching?

Yeah, you try standing in heels for eight hours a day,

seven days a week.

Yours will be tired and aching too.

No, I'ma leave them heels to you, you heard me?

[laughs]

I'ma leave that straight to you. I ain't wearing no heels.

- I'm gonna eat this food. - Mm-mm.

[birds chirping]

[Concierge] Miguel, Miguel, Miguel.

No need to be nervous.

It's just two men talking business.

You have been very busy lately.

Too busy to accurately count my product.

Too busy to deliver it on time.

Some mistakes can't be undone, Miguel.

You can't un-ring the bell.

I hired you.

Counted on you.

And you let me down.

And now...

I have to let you go.

[suspenseful music]

[gunshot]

[Madam] Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

Marilyn.

It's Madam.

And I know you're holding my father hostage somewhere.

Tell me.

And speak quickly, motherfucker,

or this next shot is for you.

[tense music]

[unsettling music]

Fuck.

[phones ringing] [indistinct chatter]

[phone ringing]

[sighs]

What do you want?

[Doc] Oh, so now you wanna answer the phone.

Excuse me?

Look, I've been calling you since last night.

[Davis] Yeah, well, some of us got real jobs

and not all just pretty, dancing around,

shaking our asses.

You weren't saying that when this pretty motherfucker

was fucking you.

Oh, my bad. Your mouth was full.

Why are you calling me?

Didn't Madam tell you that we're done?

And you know you do everything she tells you to do, right?

[Doc] You've got something that belongs to me.

Aww, Kenny! That's so sweet.

Did I steal your heart?

Nah, bitch, you stole my shirt.

You think I'm fuckin' stupid?

[Davis] Yeah, well, you did leave a shirt

splattered with the blood of a woman that you murdered

in the bottom of your closet.

And you know, you keep forgetting one key element--

I'm a cop, sweetheart.

[Doc] So, you wasn't really feeling me?

You was playing me the whole time?

I'm not saying that.

And I'm not acting like we didn't have fun, okay?

Did you really think I was gonna jeopardize my entire career

for some dick?

It was nice, it was.

But trust me, it wasn't all that.

So you not gonna arrest me?

[Davis] No, I'm not.

- For real? - [Davis] For reals.

Look, I got bigger fish to catch.

Bigger fish...

[Davis] So, you can rest easy, Doc.

It's not your time.

Not yet.

[beep] [sighs]

[unsettling music]

Fuck...

Which judge is on the roster? I need you to find out.

[sirens wailing]

Madam has a long reach

and we can't afford to draw a coward judge.

I know, I know.

Look, the state has too much riding on this

and I will not be the DA to lose it.

Hear me?

[gunfire]

[suspenseful music]

[gunshot]

[gunfire] [indistinct orders]

[gunshot] [man shouts]

Blue, do you see my daddy?

- No, Madam. - Fuck.

What about Santiago?

No.

I don't see him either.

There's some more of his men.

He's probably holding Cadillac

in another part of the warehouse.

All right.

We'll light this bitch up, then.

Hold on.

We are still outnumbered.

We don't wanna go in there too hot.

I did not come all the way down here

to shit fuck Mexico

to get my daddy and not go in that bitch hot.

Let's the fuck go!

[music]

♪ I ain't playin' with these niggas ♪

♪ I'ma go I'ma go ♪

♪ Yeah I see you That's your ass ♪

♪ And that's unfo That's unfo ♪

♪ I ain't playin' I'm just sayin' ♪

♪ Shit for sure Shit for sure ♪

♪ Man so Man 'sup ♪

♪ There they go There they go let's get 'em ♪

♪ Let's get 'em, Let's get 'em

♪ Let's get 'em Let's get 'em ♪

♪ Let's get 'em, Let's get 'em

♪ Let's get 'em Let's get 'em ♪

♪ Let's get 'em, Let's get 'em

♪ Let's get 'em Let's get 'em ♪

♪ Let's get 'em, Let's get 'em

♪ Let's get 'em

♪ I said drop them Mondo's got the back ♪

♪ He ain't droppin' like them foldin' white chairs ♪

♪ They were slanging in my grammy alley ♪

♪ See him There he go ♪

♪ Turn right Hit the lights ♪

♪ If you're scared Go to church ♪

♪ Cause we shootin' Fucker fight ♪

♪ Got my Glock out

[tense music]

[Pablo pants]

Oh shit, so you the brave one, huh?

Where is Santiago and my father?

Por favor? N-n-no me mates.

He's begging you not to kill him, Madam.

Obviously, Tommy!

Motherfucker begging for his life

sounds the same in any language.

Where is Santiago and my father?

No, no, no hablo inglés.

[Madam] Tommy, can you please translate to this motherfucker

before I shoot him?

Dondé esta Santiago y el hombre?

No, no sé.

[Tommy] He says he doesn't know, Madam.

Before he answered, he glanced to the right.

I'm gonna bet Santiago is holding your father

in that direction, huh?

[Madam] Thank you, Blue. Always got your eyes peeled.

Tommy, break this pissy-ass cholo's neck

for wasting my fucking time.

[sinister music]

[thud]

[action music]

[music]

[music]

♪ I do have my lounge suite

♪ I'ma light it up like a flint ♪

♪ Touch down a whole pick with

♪ [indistinct]

♪ I'ma light it up like a flint ♪

♪ Touch down a whole pick with

♪ I'm talking to all of you hoes ♪

♪ To the real smart and big bitch ♪

♪ Woke up early, my body in Armani ♪

♪ Lay your nigga on down like the army ♪

♪ She better not get to the money ♪

[music]

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