Original subtitles

- I need you to get me a gun. - What you need a gun for?

[gunfire]

Aww, Kenny! Did I steal your heart?

Nah, bitch, you stole my shirt.

I just got word from the lab.

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

Yes!

Tommy, fuel up the jet.

We're about to go down to Mexico

and fuck some shit up.

[gunfire]

Welcome, baby girl!

This your daddy?

Fuck this Antonio Banderas talking bitch.

I'm all right.

Not so fast, mayate.

The fuck is a mayate?

This nigga just called Madam a nigga.

[laughs] I've been waiting for this moment

for a long time.

Well, the wait's over. I'm here now.

Let my father go.

Why should I?

That wasn't a request.

Oh!

Don't hurt yourself with that thing, honey.

Oh, trust me, I'm very nice with the gun.

Considering shooting your dick off with this one.

Not before I introduce your father's brains to sunlight.

Or maybe I should cut off his head

like you did my daughter, hm?

If you touch another hair on my father's head,

beheading you will be the least of your fucking concerns.

You run your mouth like the dog you are.

Maybe I should give you a bone to shut you up, hm.

Nosotros vamos a disfrutar matándote.

[laughs]

You brought a translator! [laughs]

[clanging, thud]

What?

What did you do?

I played chess when your bitch ass played checkers.

[audible breathing]

♪ 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 the darkness ♪

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

♪ I won't 'bout my dinero [dinero] ♪

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

♪ And they're doing what I say so ♪

[tense music]

Okay, okay...

[phone rings]

Hey--hey, hey, Alicia.

Someone just tried to kill me.

Y-y-you can't be serious.

I know Madam is behind this.

And when you become mayor,

you're gonna have to help me bury her

and whichever hoe-ass dancer she had do the shitty job.

Well, how do you know it was Madam?

I mean...

you're the DA.

I'm sure you have a lot of enemies.

Listen, when I put somebody away, they stay away.

No, this wasn't some previous job.

This was Madam.

[Tandy] I just don't want you to be barking up the wrong tree.

I know...

I know Madam is a lot of things,

but I-I can't say she's a killer.

Well, I can.

You know what?

You're about to be in a position of power.

And you need to figure out if you want

one woman in your corner

or if you want the entire DA's office.

What are you-- What are you talking about?

[Rodds] I'm saying that it sounds like Madam

has been in your ear.

And I would hate for you to squander this opportunity

by getting into bed with the wrong people.

You-you know I'm on your side.

Well, I would hope so, because I promise you this.

It's only a matter of time before

all of Madam's shit hits the fan

and everyone around her is gonna get splattered.

[beep]

[mellow, dreamy music]

What are you doing here?

I already told you I don't know where Sandra is.

Alonzo--

Please, Alonzo.

I know that I'm the last person that you wanna see.

And I apologize for showing up unannounced again.

But I don't know where else to go.

Okay, I'm listening.

The police are incompetent.

They haven't made any progress on Sandra's case.

What does that have to do with me?

You were the last person that I know

that saw my Sandra alive.

And we've been praying for her to find her way back to us.

But the longer that she's gone,

the more we lose faith.

I can't stop thinking about her either.

Sir.

Listen, Alonzo.

It's no secret that

I didn't think you were good enough for my daughter.

But Sandra loved you.

And I know you loved her.

[Fuego] I did.

Then can you help us?

Man, we can't keep living like this.

We need some kind of closure.

I-I-I don't even know where to start.

You know--you know some of her friends that we don't know.

Maybe you could start there.

Okay, I'll do what I can.

Thank you.

[smooth, but funky music]

Hey, I gotta make sure You ain't holdin' nothin', man.

For sure.

Security, huh?

[music turns dark]

You can't get in here with this.

I'ma have it waiting for you at the front door

when you leave.

Good.

Yeah, nigga, bye!

[smooth, but funky music]

So I guess you didn't see my PSS gun right there, huh?

Or how about my stun gun?

Did you see that?

I tell you what.

How about my zip ties?

I guess you didn't see that either.

Sorry motherfucker.

Hey man, I can't let you in with all that.

[grunts]

You call yourself security.

Fuck...

Pinch your nose.

Hold your head back--

- [groans] - There you go.

Um...can I help you?

Excuse me. Hello, how are you?

And, uh, you are?

Dime.

[tender music]

Indeed you are. Well, I'm Smoke.

And, uh, he said he might have some work for me.

Is Tommy here?

Tommy's not here.

Well, tell him I passed.

Maybe I can catch you later.

I'm sorry, you said Dime?

Indeed you are.

You bleed good. You must be O-negative.

Dime.

Keep pinching your nose! Hold your head back!

[Ladarius grunts]

Who the fuck was that?

[Madam] Now look who's finally awake.

Welcome back.

What are you going to do?

I was wondering when you were going to wake up.

Don't worry.

I have something very, very special planned

for your racist ass.

You think that scares me?

It's not the first time I've been stabbed.

[Madam] I can promise you,

this is the first time you've ever felt anything like this.

Tell me, do y'all get the History Channel down here?

[grunts]

[Madam] Because if you do, I would advise you watch it.

I mean, I do. I fuckin' love it.

That shit gets my creative juices flowing.

[hip-hop music]

What are you doing here?

We don't open for another couple of hours.

I knew you was gonna be in here, handling business

like the boss that you are, so I brought you something.

- What is it? - Open and you'll see it.

You told me that your feet be hurtin'

at the end of the night, so I thought you could use one.

[Dime chuckles]

You didn't have to do that.

How about I rub your feet, then?

No, thank you, but...

I will keep the foot warmer.

All right.

I give a mean foot rub and, uh...

you do got some pretty-ass feet.

So you've said.

And how exactly have you seen my feet?

I pay attention to everything about you, Dime.

Like how you crinkle your nose when you sneeze.

How you tilt your head to the side

when you be thinkin'.

And how that smile just light up the whole room that you in.

[laughs] All right.

You can stop with all the game.

This ain't no game.

Just lettin' you know.

See, there it is. Come on, Dime.

Let me treat you the way you supposed to be treated.

- And how's that? - Like a queen.

I really like you, Dime.

Give me a chance to let me win over your heart.

You really doin' the most.

If I am, it's only because you worth it.

But I'm not.

What you about to do?

Go home and get some rest before tonight.

That ain't no fun.

What's your idea of, uh, fun?

I could show you better than I tell you.

[chuckles]

Okay, huh.

Oh, wow, guess that-- That's cute.

[gentle, romantic music]

Um, what are you doing?

You'll see.

♪ Welcome to my sweet catastrophe ♪

Oh! [giggles]

♪ Got your boyfriend on the phone ♪

♪ But I'm crying in the back

♪ 'Cause you know I keep it beat ♪

♪ I spend too much time on hold ♪

♪ Need to spend more time on me ♪

♪ That look on your face says it all ♪

♪ All

♪ That look on your face says it all ♪

♪ I ain't gonna cap you down

♪ I take responsibility

♪ Got all the trauma out

♪ Lookin' for love and that ain't fun ♪

♪ For fun, I'm giving up

♪ Been on a run for way too long ♪

♪ To pack my luggage now

♪ The glass, a empty glass

♪ I thought I'd pour my feelings out ♪

♪ People wishy-washy Yeah ♪

♪ Keep the dirty off me Yeah ♪

♪ Handin' me the car keys, yeah ♪

♪ You ain't gotta drive on here, but drive me crazy ♪

♪ Just 'cause I'm wanting you

♪ Don't mean that I can save you ♪

♪ That look on your face says it all ♪

♪ Says it all, says it all [Says it all] ♪

♪ That look on your face says it all ♪

[sighs]

[groans] You feel so fucking good.

[moans]

[tense music]

[grunts]

Oh, shit!

Well, let me guess,

it was so good you couldn't hold it?

No--I mean, yeah.

But no, the condom broke.

The--

I know you're fucking kidding me.

I'm not lying, Dime. I wish I was.

[Female Reporter] We're live on the scene at the police station,

where not long ago, an unknown assailant--

Wait, turn that up.

[Reporter] District Attorney Alicia Rodds--

[switches TV off]

I said turn it up, not off.

You don't want to see all that sadness and, and violence, baby.

I thought that was your friend. She just got shot,

and you're turnin' the TV off.

[Reporter] At this time, the police have no leads.

Anyone who knows something about this shooting

can call the hotline and leave an anonymous tip.

[Female Anchor] A dozen downtown businesses were boarded up...

Please tell me you didn't have nothin' to do with that.

What are you talking about, Face?

The drive-by shooting.

Is that what you needed that gun for?

No. That-that wasn't me.

I was here all day.

Now, can we...

Can we drop this, okay?

Yeah, all right.

[Anchor] But blue chips fell victim to a setoff

after a two-session rally that propelled the Dow--

[birds chirping]

Well, this is fucking phenomenal!

What every woman wants after sex--

an STD scare!

No, I ain't got no--

Well, first of all, it's a STI.

They changed the "D" to the "I."

But you know, I'm serious!

Madam makes us check in every week.

And you know, this is my first time

that I ever--

It's also the last time.

[tense music]

Look.

I don't need to see it. I believe you.

I didn't mean this shit to happen.

You know, I was-- I was just so excited,

and then, you know, I wanted you so bad.

[sarcastic chuckle]

And then when I was inside you, oh my god, you feel so good--

Okay, spare me the details!

I think when I was inside you, a little bit got in--

it got inside you.

- And? - And the condom broke.

So did you try to break the condom?!

Nah, nah, no! That was--that's foul.

I would never do nothin' like that.

I'm sorry, Dime.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I think you did it on purpose, buddy.

I would never do nothin' like that on purpose.

Never.

You know, I just really wanted you so bad

and I was so excited that--

Got it!

What? Do you have something to say to me?

I...no, I... I just...

I'm not trying to have any babies.

Well, not yet, anyway.

Yeah, well, neither am I. That's why I'm on the pill.

Oh, you are? Good!

Whew!

[hip-hop music]

Hey, Rodds.

[phones ringing]

Are you okay?

Mm-mm, not really.

Yeah, I'm, uh, I'm kinda shaken up.

I told you Madam was dangerous.

You know, you really need to be careful.

- So you think it was her too? - Who else would it be?

We are so close to nailing her ass to the wall

and she knows it.

You think the timing of that drive-by was coincidental?

Not.

[sighs] Well, I'll tell you this.

If that bitch is gunnin' for me, I'm gonna get to her first.

And the gloves are coming off.

Now you're reading my mind.

How's that arrest warrant coming?

It's already in motion.

I talked to Judge Walters earlier.

Good.

It's time for Madam to feel the pain.

We are gonna hit that bitch from every angle possible.

We're gonna make her sorry that she ever fucked with us.

Okay?

Yeah.

[suspenseful music]

Now, I know that this is painful,

but, you see, I needed to ensure that you felt my wrath.

Make sure that no one in your family

ever fucks with me again.

Familia...

Speaking of family...

I thought you might of wanted to know

that it was your son-in-law that sold you out.

Told me exactly where to find you.

My...son-in-law...

is also the one who delivered your father to me.

What?

[music crescendos]

Why am I being held for questioning?

I wanna talk to you about a patient of yours.

I see many patients.

You'll have to be a little more specific.

Marilyn DeVille.

What about her?

You've been prescribing pills to her for, what?

Three years?

Look, I cannot describe a patient's medical history

with you. It's against HIPPA--

I'm not asking you to discuss anything.

I'm telling you to stop prescribing the pills.

That's none of your business.

Let me break this down to you, okay?

Marilyn is into some shady shit.

And if you don't stop prescribing those pills to her,

I will scrutinize every single patient of yours.

I mean, if I find even the tiniest little thing wrong--

I'm talking about even if you overwrite a prescription--

I will have your medical license revoked

and you will never be able to work in the state again.

Are we clear?

Thought you'd see it my way.

[doorbell rings]

[ethereal music]

- Hey. - Hey.

Come on in.

I'm glad you invited me over.

With everything that's happening,

I just... I just need a break.

Yeah.

Come on in.

I'm sure you want me in your house

when somebody's trying to shoot me.

Well, you know, you're safe inside with me.

You know, if-if they'll try the police office--

It's fine.

You seem like you need a drink.

Normally I would wait until after six.

But with everything that's happened,

- I'm gonna say yes. - Okay.

- Yes, yes, yes. - Well, you know what?

It's after six in France, so vive la vie!

- Vive la vie? - A toast.

Long live life.

All right?

So you make yourself comfortable.

I'm gonna get us a bottle of my best Bordeaux.

Sounds like exactly what I need.

- Okay. - Yeah.

[music becomes sinister]

[hip-hop music]

You talk back to me, baby.

Let me know if you need more pressure, more oil?

Shit, more anything.

It's perfect. I like it.

Yeah? What you like about it?

How it makes me feel.

And how does it make you feel?

Um, I can't say.

You can say anything to Night, baby.

[gasps] Oh my god.

[Midnight] That's what you're here for, right?

Yeah, it's just...

It's just what?

It's so wet.

Say that shit again.

It's so wet.

[moans]

[pants]

[climaxes]

Oh my god...

Oh my god...

[pants]

Damn, girl, you're finger-lickin' good.

Oh my god...

I've never cum like that before.

Damn, is that right?

Oh my god...

[tender music]

Here's your dress.

Okay.

Renee. My name is Renee.

It's all good. Well...

I gotta get to work, so...

Right!

It's all there,

and a little something extra for a job well done.

Appreciate you.

Um, when can I get another massage?

Mm...

I'm all booked up for the rest of the month,

but, uh...

you can come check me down at Eden if you want to.

Okay.

I'll do that.

Okay.

[hip-hop music]

You know, I really appreciate you being here for me, Tandy.

Times like this, it's good to know that I have a friend.

Absolutely.

[sinister music]

- You okay? - Yeah, you know...

I'm still reeling over Jack's death.

Sometime it just-- it just hits me out of nowhere.

Oh my god, I am so sorry.

Here I am just blubbering on and on.

I didn't stop to ask how you're doing.

It's okay, you know.

An attempt on your life

is far more important than my grieving,

so it's fine.

Let's get that glass of wine. We both need one.

Yes, yes.

Or maybe two, or...even three.

Where are the glasses?

Oh God.

I-I don't know where my mind is.

[hip-hop music]

Okay, I deserve that.

Ya think?

Ah, come on, Dime. I'm trying to apologize.

For what?

[Big D] You gonna really make me say it?

Okay, earlier today was not my best.

AndI know it wasn't the best for you neither.

Facts.

Can I at least make it up to you?

I'm good.

Not like that.

I mean, you know, maybe take you out to a nice dinner

and some fine wine?

Or maybe some line dancing?

Line...

Yeah! Like...

This can be fun!

Nah. [chuckles]

Like I said before...

I'm good.

Dime, please let me make this thing right.

I promise you it'll be different this time.

Look, I don't mean to be rude,

but what happened between us should've never happened

in the first place. It was a mistake.

So let's just keep things professional between us

from now on.

- If that's what you want. - It is.

Aight.

[music]

Hey yo, Doc.

What's up, boy?

You ever find that shirt?

Man, Detective Davis got it, bro.

Wait...

You called that bitch Detective Davis

and not by her real name?

Fucking a detective is way better than fucking a Katrina.

But stay focused, bruh, shit. I need some help, man.

Nigga, you need Jesus.

If the cops find that shirt,

you're gonna have to tell Madam.

I know, man, just, she gonna be pissed, bruh.

But you know what you gonna be if you don't tell her.

You feel me?

Yo Fuego, you left early last night, man.

What happened, man? What up?

Oh, just had to do some stuff for Madam.

What kind of stuff?

The kind of stuff that ain't none of your business.

Damn! Heh.

It sounds like you learned your lesson.

You think you tough now because you know how to

keep your little mouth shut, huh?

Whatever, man.

- What's up, fellas? - What's up?

Good, man?

Same old shit.

Hey, little me holler at you for a second, man.

What's good?

Yeah, I, um...

I'm sorry, bro.

Yeah, yeah, I shouldn't have punched you.

Feel me?

You know...it feels real good for you to say that.

We all brothers in here. You feel me?

All on the same team.

All right, look, nigga.

I'm just really apologizing to you

because my sponsor told me to.

I just...

Fuck it, I don't fuck with your goofy ass, all right?

- I tried. - Damn, Amp.

He just mad 'cause his old lady chose me.

Yo...

Watch it, bro. Don't do that.

Speaking of girls, anybody seen Trouble?

I wouldn't think about girls when I think about Trouble.

But yeah...you're right.

She ain't been here all day.

Somethin' goin' on, yo.

Maybe, but that shit ain't got nothin' to do with us.

We need to go out here, kill this next performance,

and go get this paper, you feel me?

Go get this moolah, baby.

[hip-hop music]

[cheering]

Madam...

you sure you don't wanna rest?

It's been a long 24 hours.

I'm okay.

Shit, as long as my father is good, I'm fine.

All right.

I'll check on things to see how they went while we were gone.

- Thank you. - All right.

[soft, gentle music]

Well, come the fuck in then, Doc.

Sorry, Madam. It's-it's important.

When is shit not important with you guys?

Well...

That was rhetorical. Answer.

It's about the shirt, Madam.

What shirt?

The shirt. You-you know...

Tina?

Detective Davis has it now.

Why does Detective Davis have this shirt?

She got it when I was in the shower.

She went in my closet.

Okay, so you did not stop fucking this bitch

when I told you to, did you?

Fuck, I just got back. Like, literally.

Now I gotta deal with your shit.

Look, I'm sorry, Madam.

Yes, you are, very fucking sorry.

[Doc] Well, that's the other thing.

She said she's not coming at me with the murder charge.

Or at least, not yet.

So...what the fuck does she want with the shirt?

I don't know, but I just wanted to make sure I let you know.

[sighs]

All right.

You were right by telling me.

When did this happen?

Yesterday.

[sighs]

We gon' need to get the shirt back

before they get results from the lab.

If there's any way I can help you, Madam, just--

No, you have fucking helped enough, obviously.

- No. - You sure?

Doc? Get out of my office.

- But-- - Go!

[sinister music]

Blue, I-I'm so happy to see you!

Can I get out of here now?

Not quite.

Damn, Trouble, slow down.

You see this pee bucket in the corner?

Madam don't like no piss on her floors.

Well, yeah, but... it's almost full now.

Already?

You ain't been down here for that long.

Oh, shit.

It feels like it's been a couple of days, Blue.

Mm.

Yeah, it's been a couple of days.

Did she send you to kill me?

No.

Is shegonna kill me?

I don't know what she gonna do with you, Trouble.

How long I gotta be down here, then?

'Cause, I mean--

Until she say so.

Okay, so...

Well, can I at least dance?

I gotta make some money for Madam at least.

Quit running your fucking mouth.

What you think this is, 20 Questions?

Do yourself a favor--

shut your mouth, eat your sandwich,

and don't you piss on these floors.

Ladies, y'all havin' a good time?

[Ladies] Yeah!

Your applause tonight will determine

which men will join us on the stage at Eden

past tonight, yeah?

[cheers and applause]

They're not bad, huh?

How do they look to y'all? They looking good?

They looking good? They looking all right?

That's y'all kind?

Well, get them dollars ready! Get them out, y'all!

'Cause when I turn off the music,

whoever has the most money in front of them

will be your new dancers, yeah?

Here we go, get them dollars ready, let's go!

- Let's go! - [cheers and applause]

[Dime] Let me see what you got, gentlemen!

[music]

♪ Damn

[cheers and applause]

♪ MC, lay it on me

[cheers and applause]

[Dime] Okay!

Hey! Hey!

Hey!

Hah! Hah!

Hey!

Hey!

♪ Shawty got that body-ody, ah, ah, ah ♪

[Dime] Come on!

♪ Stand up, you're gon' kill my vibe ♪

[Dime] Okay! Okay! Okay!

Okay!

And...

Hey!

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

Give it up! Give it up!

[cheers and applause]

How did these amateurs do?

[cheers and applause]

Anybody you got your eye on?

[Ladies] Yeah!

Let's take a look at these gents.

We've got...

How do you guys feel about the gentleman right here?

[cheers and applause]

Let me hear you, let me hear you!

What's up, what's up, what's up?

Bachelor number two, ladies and gentlemen!

[cheers and applause]

Okay, papa with the dreads. Okay, okay.

How are we doin' over here? Give it up!

[some cheers and applause]

That was kinda-- That was kinda low, okay.

How are we feeling about this cutie right here?

[enthusiastic cheers and applause]

[Dime] I know that's right! I know that's right!

Come on!

[cheers and applause]

How we feel about buddy right here?

[cheers and applause]

Okay, ladies, how do we feel about this brother right here?

[jeering]

Your junk just ain't packin'.

[Ladies] Mm-hmm...

The ladies of Eden have spoken.

Sorry!

[Dime & Ladies] Bye!

Well, heh.

Ah, I think we've got a clear winner, yeah?

I've gotta swim through all this damn money

to get to you, brother, welcome.

Welcome, ladies-- Welcome Quincy, yeah?

[cheers and applause]

And that's that. Thank you, ladies.

We've got our new amateur dancers!

Give it up one time!

[phone ringing]

Who the fuck keeps calling me from this blocked number?

[phone chimes]

[knocking on door]

Come in.

Madam, Carla's here to see you.

You can let her in.

Hello! You can't answer your phone?

I mean, I've been trying to reach you all day.

Bitch, we're not friends.

Bitch, did I say we were friends?

Is that you calling me from a blocked number?

No.

I've been getting blocked calls too.

I'm not just thinking it's you.

I don't have to call you from a blocked number.

Shit, we're family.

I am not in the mood for

a sister-to-sister kumbaya moment, bitch.

What do you want?

Marilyn, I told you.

The Black Rock Boys wanna know

when you gonna handle them dancers.

They said you have 24 hours.

Now, is it gonna be the little chocolate nigga

or the little vanilla wannabe a nigga?

Well, since you are a messenger,

you can go back and tell them I said I will handle it

on my own time.

Why you act like you the boss of everybody?

Because I am.

No, not everybody.

And I'm trying to be nice to you because

that's what Cadillac wants.

But you ain't trying to change.

Is there anything you need?

I do have an empire to run.

No, I'm done.

Hey, I'm goin', okay?

Same rules apply, nigga. Don't touch me.

You need to get him.

[tense music]

Blue!

Yes, Madam?

I need you to find out if our old friend Lola

still works for the APD.

I might need an inside job done soon.

- On it. - Thank you.

[door shuts]

[hip-hop music]

Surprised to see you here.

I didn't get enough of you earlier,

so I thought I'd come check you out here at the club.

It's okay, right?

Yeah, it's all good. You havin' a good time?

None as good as this afternoon,

but definitely I'm liking the atmosphere.

Oh yeah?

Well, we have another little section

for special VIP dances and...

you know.

- I didn't know that. - Yeah.

Comes with the VIP package.

Well-well, what exactly does one get with VIP?

Let me show you.

There's a spot I can take you to.

[chuckles]

[scraping]

Well, you look like shit.

Yep, I've been down here for a while, Madam.

Now, do you know why you're down here?

Is it...because of the money Champ and I stole?

Correct.

Now, tell me, Trouble,

do you not make good money as a dancer here at Eden? Hm?

Yes, yes, Madam. I'm one of your top earners.

Mmkay.

So...

why are you resorting to petty fucking robberies?

I...I don't...I don't know. It was Champ's idea.

I shoulda never went along with it

'cause...

I was being stupid.

Okay, so he should pay for what the two of you did?

Well, like I said, it was his idea, so...

I was going along with it.

Okay.

O-okay?

Yeah.

I mean, you can leave.

You said Champ should pay, so...

Champ's gonna be the one to pay.

So I'm free to go?

[tense music]

[traffic] [cricket chirping]

[sexy music]

- Here you go, Dime. - Ah!

- Any plans for tonight? - Nah.

I try not to cum more than three times on Saturdays.

It gives my body time to replenish.

Well, that was way more information than I needed.

- You asked. - [Dime laughs]

- Good night, Night. - Good night, Dime!

I can stay behind and walk you to your car.

Oh! No, thank you. I'm good.

- I don't mind. - All right, nigga.

Dime said she was good, bro, all right?

Aight, it's no problem.

Y'all have a good night.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

But I didn't need your help.

I know.

[ethereal music]

You don't have to be so strong all the time,

you know what I mean? I could--

I could pitch in just a little bit.

Mm, in that case,

I need some dustin' and sweepin' done this weekend.

- Oh, you got jokes, right? - [Dime] Mm-hmm.

All right, the real joke is that I'll be right over there

with a Hoover and a feather duster

and whatever you need me to do.

I'll keep that in mind.

Please do.

Oh, boy.

All right, was it up to your liking?

[clears throat]

Hey, yo, whatever y'all got goin' on,

what y'all doin', can y'all, like, speed it up?

I'm trying to get to the crib.

[laughs]

- Good night. - Hey, nasty.

Good night, Amp.

[Amp laughs]

Thank you, Babyface.

Always.

Have a great night.

[unsettling music]

[knock on door]

What?

Lola still works for the APD.

So does Casanova.

This gives us options when it comes to Doc.

Well, it won't be easy stealing shit

from a police station, Madam.

Well, that's a problem for either Casanova or Lola,

isn't it?

Have you decided what you gonna do with Trouble and Champ?

That fuckin' Trouble.

That bitch has been a pain in my ass since I met her.

Good point.

But she makes good money.

As much as the VIPs.

That's also a good point.

So Champ has to go?

Maybe.

[sighs]

Who do you want to handle it?

I don't mind.

I haven't killed anybody who wasn't a stranger in a while.

I kinda miss it.

Thank you for being willing to step up, as always.

But, um...

I think I'ma handle this one a little bit differently.

Who?

I'ma let Champ and Trouble decide their own fates.

This oughta be good.

I don't think neither one of them has it in them, Madam.

And Trouble's all talk and no action.

Remember how she fumbled the ball with Casanova?

I do.

But, you know, I'm a little eager

to figure out, uh...

what she's really made of.

And if she fucks this up, Madam?

Well, if she fucks this up,

then I'ma let Champ kill her ass.

I don't need no weak bitches on my team.

Hey, let me holler at you real quick!

Leave me alone!

Oh, so now you're too good to talk to me?

Hey, I have to go.

You ain't goin' nowhere 'til you hear

what the fuck I gotta say.

Okay.

I'm listening.

That shit that you did at amateur hour?

It's fucked up.

Laughing at my dick like you ain't never seen one.

Well, I work at a male strip club, dumbass.

Fuck you say to me, you dyke-ass hoe?

Excuse me?

[shouts]

Hey, you okay?

Yeah, I'm...

Yes, I am.

Yeah.

You're good?

You know, I just hung out.

I just wanted to make sure you got to your car safe,

you know what I mean?

Yeah.

You good?

I'm-I'm good, thank you.

All right, um, let me move this.

Thank you. G-good night, Amp.

Good night.

Hey!

Be safe!

[unsettling music]

[Woman 1 on TV] ...do what I gotta do

when I'm bringing home the bacon.

I'm taking care of myself.

[Woman 2 on TV] Bitch, get the hell out of my house!

[switches TV off]

That was--that was my show.

What's up?

It's only gonna take a second.

What you want?

I need you to kill DA Rodds for me.

I knew you had something to do with that shit.

I'm sorry, I lied. I'm sorry.

It's just that...

if Madam knew I told you about the hit,

it would be worse.

Worse than me killing somebody?

Face, I'm sorry. I...

I just didn't know what else to do.

I tried twice.

Twice?

I just couldn't make it happen.

I-I-I'm afraid.

I don't know what Madam is gonna do to me

if I don't get it done, so...

Look, sorry, Tandy.

You're on your own with this one.

Well, can you at least just speak to Madam, maybe,

and, like, and just talk to her

about not--

not making me do this?

I'm not tellin' Madam a damn thing.

I'm not trying to be involved in this shit at all, aight?

Face...

Please.

Please, please, please, Face.

I just don't know what else to do.

Okay, all right, okay. Okay.

I'ma talk to her. I'ma see what I can do, okay?

Damn!

This was supposed to be sex for money.

You're worse than a real relationship.

Fuck!

[unsettling music]

[switches show back on]

That was easy.

[mellow, but bright music]

May I suck on your toes, Madam?

Just rub 'em, Tommy.

You know, there is something that you can do for me, though.

Yes, Madam.

Call Smoke.

I think it might be time we introduced him to the Concierge.

Oh shit!

You're unleashing the crazy nigga on the pretty nigga.

Did he make another move?

The worst move of his fuckin' life.

[woman laughing]

[music]

♪ I am the top of the Eden

♪ Stack up a million I make it ♪

♪ You're in my way, but I freak it ♪

♪ Ball like all-star weekend

♪ Good get finna be geekin'

♪ Dru were damn near leakin'

♪ My cleo My bean ♪

♪ Got my partner, got my cousin, everybody on go ♪

♪ I got 80s I got party started ♪

♪ Everything for sure

♪ [indistinct]

♪ Bitches talk Ain't no forgivin' I get to forget ♪

♪ Big 12 inches burnin' the street ♪

♪ I got tampon bitches Plottin' on me ♪

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