Original subtitles

[Madam] Beheading you will be the least

of your fucking concerns.

You run your mouth like the dog you are.

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

What did you do?

I played chess when your bitch ass played checkers.

- The condom broke! - I know you're fucking kidding.

I really appreciate you being here for me, Tandy.

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

[Dime] Whoever has the most money in front of them

will be your new dancer. Welcome Quincy!

[cheers and applause]

Call Smoke.

I think it might be time we introduced him

- to the Concierge. - Oh, shit.

[line trilling]

[Concierge] Madam!

Rafael...

[Concierge] I take it you made it back from Juarez safely.

I did, thank you.

Thought you might want to know

that I had a pretty interesting conversation

with your father-in-law,

right before I scarecrowed his ass

and left him in the fields for the crows to pick apart.

You've always been quite creative with death.

I like that about you.

[Madam] Well, thank you.

Now, if you enjoyed that,

then baby, you are in for a treat,

because that is nothing compared to

what I have in store for your ass.

Blue!

Yes, Madam?

I need that package delivered.

Where's it going?

To the White House.

Lola's outside waiting.

Send her in on your way out.

You want me to leave her alone in here with you?

The fuck is she gonna do to me?

True.

[door shuts]

[unsettling music]

[knock on door] [door opens]

Madam, you wanted to see me?

Yes, come in. Close the door.

Have a seat.

[unsettling music]

Don't worry. I'm not gonna bite you.

I just wanna talk.

So tell me, um...

how do you enjoy working for the APD?

It's good. Long-ass hours, but, you know.

Yeah, well, that is the downside of working for the law.

So, what if I told you you don't have to work

those long hours anymore?

I would tell you that I would like to hear more.

Good. Then I'll cut to the chase.

I will be in a very unique position of power soon.

I was wondering if you would like a promotion.

- A promotion? - [Madam] Mm-hmm.

Uh, of course! Oh my god.

- Thank you, Madam. - Don't thank me yet.

There is something I need you to do for me.

Okay, what is it?

I like that you're so eager.

That's gonna come in handy.

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah

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

♪ Ask me will I take it easy Told 'em 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 [cut now] ♪

♪ And they're doin' what I say so ♪

All right. Good to see you.

[dreamy, ethereal music]

Oh, thank you.

"To new beginnings.

"Let's wipe the slate clean and start over.

Amp."

Uh, thank you, Amp. These are...beautiful.

You like 'em?

Well, you deserve 'em and so much more,

you know what I mean?

I hope you don't think I was just trying to get rid of you,

like just...

I was just a bit shooken up last night

and just wanted to get home, so...

It's good. We're good.

And thank you, again, for...

for looking out for me.

It makes me feel good knowing that someone's

making sure I'm safe.

You know I always got you.

Um...

Would you go on a walk with me tomorrow?

- A walk. - Yeah, a walk.

But where?

Don't worry about it. You know, it's...

it's a surprise.

And I can, um...tell that you like surprises.

I do.

Good surprises.

I promise it's gonna be a good one.

So, you, me, tomorrow, what's up?

Hm? Sounds...mysterious.

Is that a yes?

It is a...yes.

Bet! We've got a date.

Not a date.

Um...

How about this?

How about it is a...

new beginnings/ wipe the slate clean outing?

That sounds better.

[chuckles] Good, cool.

All right, well...I'ma go.

[chuckles]

[knocking on door] Come in!

Hey, Madam, can I talk to you for a minute?

Yeah.

I'm not trying to be all up in your business, you know--

But you're obviously about to be. What?

I feel like I need to tell you something about Tandy.

What about Tandy?

She asked me to kill DA Rodds.

Why the fuck would she ask you to do that?

Well, she said that you told her to do it.

What, wait?

Tandy told you I asked her to kill DA Rodds?

Yeah, I mean...

She tried to go through with it, but she couldn't, so...

she asked me to do it.

Hm.

I mean, look, I don't know how true it is,

but I just wanted to let you know.

All right, thank you.

- You know I got you, Madam. - Mm-hmm. You can go.

No, actually, uh, come here, Face.

What's up?

What's that for?

'Cause no one likes snitches, bitch.

Yes, Madam.

[sighs]

[indistinct chatter]

[cheers and applause]

♪ There's a meeting in my bed

♪ In my bed

♪ There's a meeting in my bed

♪ In my bed

♪ There's a meeting in my bed

♪ My bed

♪ There's a meeting in my bed

♪ In my bed

♪ In it for two, that's me and you ♪

♪ That's very simple

♪ Then I removed, okay we through ♪

♪ But I ain't finished yet

♪ Can I slide with you Spend the night with you ♪

♪ Just let me write in the ink drippin' from my signature ♪

They just really love this yellow nigga.

[cheers and applause]

Spending their whole paycheck on the stage.

[cheers and applause]

So what's going on with y'all two?

Trying to make something happen or what?

It happened.

What you mean, it happened?

[cheers and applause]

You and Big D smashed?

Girl, lower your voice.

Why you ain't say anything?

'Cause I don't be havin' my business

out in the streets like that.

You know I wouldn't go runnin' off my mouth.

I know.

Look, I woulda said something if it didn't happen so...

[cheers and applause]

[Dime] ...fast.

Fast?

That nigga been pushin' up on you

since he walked through that door.

No, not fast like that, fast like...

Quick. Like, quick. Like, whoo!

Look and it's over.

♪ Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah

[cheers and applause]

My vaccination shot lasted longer, girl.

That's why I only deal with women.

They don't got that problem.

Blue? That's not why you deal with women.

Yeah.

Is that why he got you the flowers?

Just to apologize?

The flowers are not from Big D.

They're from Amp.

Mm.

He still on that?

Yeah, he's working real hard to get me back.

Word of advice when it comes to Amp--be careful.

He's come a long way since he got out of jail,

but he's still got a ways to go.

Yeah, I know.

Well, as long as we're clear.

Crystal. Thank you, Blue.

Anytime.

[indistinct chatter]

[cricket chirping]

[police radio chatter] [phone ringing]

[ethereal music]

[music turns sinister]

[code pad beeping, buzzer]

[sinister music]

- Detective Davis. - Willmont.

- Hey! - Hey!

- It's good to see you. - Good to see you.

You're here kinda late, aren't you?

You know, just wrapping up.

[Davis] All right, well, you know what they say--

all work and no play--

Gets you the promotion you deserve?

Uh, something like that.

- You have a good night. - You too.

[sinister music]

[police radio chatter]

[beeping]

[buzzer]

[laidback music]

Man, it feels good to be home.

Man, nah, for real.

There's nothin' like chilling in your crib,

sleeping in your own bed,

and washing your ass in your own damn shower.

That's what I'm talkin' about. That's what I'm talkin' about.

Yo...

You smell that?

Nah, what is it?

That sweet, sweet smell of freedom, baby.

[laughs]

Nigga, I thought you farted!

You crazy, you know that?

Nah, but the good news is,

I'm just happy to be outta that safehouse.

But you know what I mean.

You got out before I did, so...

Yeah, lucky, I guess.

Well, if Madam let us go home,

then the Black Rock Boys must not be lookin' for us anymore.

- So we good. - Yeah.

I don't think we have to worry about

the Black Rock Boys anymore.

But hey, they got some new amateurs at the club.

New amateurs? For real?

[Trouble] Yeah.

Are they any good, though? Or are they trash?

Eh...they aight.

But you know they ain't bringin' no heat like me, nigga.

Like us, nigga! Whatcha talkin' 'bout?

You right.

The good news is, if they're hiring new amateurs,

they must be bumping us up on the streets, huh?

Yeah...maybe.

- You know, but look, roll up. - Yeah, let's get it.

Get this, mm.

[dark music]

[applause]

Thank you so much.

[applause continues]

Thank you, thank you. So nice to meet you.

[tense music] [indistinct chatter]

Madam.

H-how are you?

I'm great, Tandy. Thank you for asking.

Well, I see you're on the campaign trails.

Nice.

At least you're doing something I asked you to do.

I, um...

I've been meaning to get back to you.

Have you?

Well, you see, that's strange because

I don't have a missed call from you.

[Tandy] Madam, can we--

can we talk about this another time?

[Madam] Why would we talk about it at another time, Tandy?

I'm here right now.

Because we don't need any bad publicity.

And my opponent is gaining on me.

There's just a lot going on--

I know, it's fine.

You don't have to worry about it.

And there are photographers...

and reporters...

[chuckles]

There are lots of people here.

What do you think I'm gonna do with you, huh?

Kill you?

I don't know what you might do.

Good.

That's how I like it.

The next time I ask you to do something,

do not ask one of my fucking dancers to do it for you.

[indistinct chatter]

- I know. - What?

And I'm sorry.

As you can tell, there are a lot of eyes on me

now that I'm running for mayor.

I'm having a hard time making it happen.

Shut up, you fucking coward.

Get the shit done before this election is over

or you're done. Got it?

Yes, Madam.

Good.

I'm glad we have an understanding.

See you later.

[indistinct chatter]

[laidback music]

[knocking on door]

[unsettling music]

Get your ass in here! [laughs]

Ah, what is up, Payne?

Aw, sit your ass down!

[laughter]

All right.

Looks like you've upgraded from

the hole we shared in Afghanistan.

Yeah, it's all right.

So how did you find me?

Come on, now.

You ain't make it easy, but...

I got the same training as you!

Yeah, right.

You're not gonna ask why I'm in dress blues?

I only wear mine at funerals, so...

who died?

Jamal Thomas.

Packie?

- What? - [Williams] Yeah.

How?

Ate his gun.

Shit.

He was struggling with PTSD for a long time.

I tried to get him to go to my therapist, but you know--

Your therapist?

Yeah, why are you so surprised?

You're one of the strongest people I know.

Yeah, well, with all the shit we saw over there,

being strong all the time can really break a bitch.

You still havin' episodes?

Not in a while.

Have you talked to anybody about it?

Shit, no. Not for me.

I got it handled.

Yeah, well, Packie thought he had it handled too.

But I-I'm telling you...

being able to vocalize everything

that I've gone through

has really helped me to release it.

Speaking of releasing...

this is for you.

What is it?

Packie.

His ashes-- well, most of it.

You were like a sister to him

and he wanted you to have something

to remember him by.

[unnerving music]

So, uh...

Let me get the hell up out of here,

let you process this shit.

I know how much you like your space.

Um...

I'm staying at the Dormir Inn.

If you wanna talk...

I'd love to hang out before I leave.

[music becomes tender]

Yeah, I'll get up with you later.

Yeah.

[door shuts]

[music becomes pensive]

[birds chirping]

Oh my god, Amp, it's...

it's beautiful.

You like it?

I love it. [laughs]

Aight.

Then have a seat, m'lady.

[indistinct chatter]

When did you even have the time to do all this?

Don't be worrying about all that.

I have my ways.

And...

I paid the homeless dude over there a bill

so him and homies won't steal our food.

[phone ringing]

[puts on silent]

Why didn't you answer it?

Because we're here. You're more important.

And because it's a blocked call, Dime.

You know--

You know I don't answer unknown calls

from unknown callers, right?

Mm-hmm.

[Amp] You don't believe me?

No, but whatever.

Okay.

Now, where's the fried chicken?

How you know we got some fried chicken?

[chuckles] 'Cause we're Black and there's a picnic,

there's gonna be chicken-- fried chicken, to be exact.

You know, I gotta keep the ass for Madam,

but, um, sometime I can jusssssst...

Gee, what's that?

My favorite. Pull it out. What you get?

Spicy. I want a breast.

Can I feed it you? Is that cool?

On the plate. Thank you.

On the plate, all right.

One day at a time.

[laidback music]

[traffic]

Thank you, Madam, for meeting me.

No problem.

Sit down.

What's up?

[music turns tense]

Do you...you remember that smash and kill

you helped clean off of me?

Yes.

Why?

I need to know what your cleaners did to her body.

For what?

[traffic]

Her old man wants closure.

Shit, so do I.

Fuego, you do not need to go dredging up the past, okay?

Nigga, let this shit go.

I can't, Madam.

Besides, they wanna give her a proper burial.

So essentially you are asking me to undo some shit

that I already did for you?

Look, I know, I know, and trust me, I--

I hate to ask this, but...

she was their only daughter.

[ethereal music]

[traffic]

I'll make a call.

See what I can find.

- Thank you. - Mm-mm, don't thank me.

I'm not making any promises.

[ethereal music] [traffic]

[upbeat music]

[Midnight] What's my name?

Midnight.

- Scream that shit. - Midnight!

- Spell that shit! - Huh?

You heard me!

M-I-D-N-I-G-H-T...

Goddamn, that smart shit turnin' me on!

[breathing slows]

Oh! It's in my stomach.

Just like I like it.

Mm...

Choke me.

Oh shit, say less.

[Renee] Harder.

If I choke you any harder, you won't be able to breathe.

Oh yeah, I heard that feels good.

That's what you want.

- Doesn't that feel good? - [Renee] Yes!

Say please.

Please, please, choke me!

[Midnight grunts]

Ooh, shit!

[giggles]

[heavy breathing]

[Midnight grunts]

- Hey, hey. - Thank you.

How much do I owe you?

[laughs] Are you serious?

You really expect me to actually

let you pay for your own ice cream?

I mean, I expected you to do a lot of things, but...

Let's just say you've been, you know, unpredictable.

You know, you could say I was...

keeping it fresh.

[laughs]

I need reliability.

Someone I can count on?

Someone I knowI can count on.

You deserve that.

I've earned it.

I've been there for you whenever you've needed me.

Yeah, and Dime, look, all I wanna do

is be there for you, too.

I'm the one that messed things up.

Definitely an understatement.

Hey...

[tender music]

Allow me a second chance.

Please?

Allow me to actually be the man that you deserve

and so much more.

Okay, um, well, I know you're trying.

You know, your actions are showing me that.

And my words are definitely saying it to you.

I'm never gonna let you down again.

I promise.

- Hey. - Yeah?

This is gonna work between us this time.

- Look at me. - Look, I'm open...

to seeing if we can get back to where we were.

[birds chirping] [tender music]

- Serious? - Yeah.

[chuckles]

Baby steps.

[laughs]

- Baby steps. - Mm-hmm.

Baby steps. You lead, I'll follow.

[laughs] Good.

[laidback music]

- Hey. - Hey, Madam.

Do you have my prescription?

No, Madam.

I'm sorry.

I don't think you heard what I asked.

The doctor denied it.

[indistinct chatter]

Okay...

Well, do I have any pills in my office?

I don't think so, Madam.

[indistinct chatter]

Bring Dr. Fong to me--tonight.

Now, if he acts like he doesn't wanna come--

He'll be there.

[indistinct chatter]

Here, eat this.

I've lost my fuckin' appetite.

I know they lyin'.

Think I'm about to eat this branzino without caper butter.

Stop actin' so bougie, Tommy.

[indistinct chatter] [darker music]

[suspenseful music]

Look at this bitch.

So what do you have?

There's a key code scanner and a code recognition device.

The shift changes at 12:25 AM,

so no one will be in the evidence locker

for five minutes.

[Tommy] Five minutes?

That's all?

That's all we need.

It's still a police station, though.

I don't know if I can get y'all what y'all want

without getting caught.

First of all, if you cannot do what I need you to do,

then maybe I asked the wrong person to help--

No, no, Madam. I can do it.

I just wanted to manage your expectations, is all.

Bitch, I don't need you to manage shit for me.

You have one job-- get the fuckin' shirt.

I will do everything else.

Okay.

And?

[indistinct chatter]

And what?

Well, you said "first" like you were gonna make a list,

so what's second?

Second, do not get caught, Lola.

Third, get a better wig.

Fourth, get the fuck out of my face.

- You want a five? - No, ma'am.

[sinister music]

[upbeat music]

- Wanna do more time? - Hell no!

Can we please take a--

[Both] Whoa!

Watch where you go, believe that motherfucker!

[Williams] Let it go.

He probably didn't see where he was going.

Eh, don't sound like the Williams I know.

Yeah, well, accidents happen.

Do you know I watched you shoot a man in his toe

for not covering his sneeze?

That shit was nasty as fuck!

But now that I'm older,

I can see I overreacted back then.

I don't think you did.

He sneezed over my food,

I'da shot him in a better place than his toe.

[laughter]

Yeah, well...I was dealing with a lot of hurt back then.

I was angry.

But after talking it through with someone,

I realized that holding on to all of that anger

was hurting me more than anything else,

so I'm learning to let it go.

So that's how you're rolling now?

Yeah, pretty much!

Eh, not me.

I'm gonna chase that motherfucker down.

'Scuse me!

Damn!

[dark music]

[cheers and applause]

Yeah, what's good? Quincy.

Rayshon. You new?

Hell yeah. It's my first full day.

Hey, congrats, bro. Welcome.

Appreciate you, appreciate you.

Ah, look what the wind blew in. My guy!

Good to see you.

Glad to have you back, bro. I missed you!

Hey, y'all, this right here is Quincy.

Who are you?

Quincy.

[cheers and applause from club]

And?

[chortles] And what?

Nigga, don't "and what" me!

Nigga, where are you from, who are you,

and why your corny-lookin' ass even in here?

Damn, you've got a lot of fucking questions.

And yet none of them been answered, homie.

Trouble.

Madam wanna see you.

Now.

To be continued.

Funny-lookin' nigga.

Fuck! I wasn't planning on dying today.

Relax! Madam's just probably gonna give you shit

for what you did to the Black Rock Boys over there.

Yeah right.

[unsettling music]

[door opens]

[Fuego] You wanted to see me, Madam?

Yes.

There's a trucking route that I need you to track for me.

All the information is right there.

No problem. Is that all?

[Madam] No, there's something else.

Sure, what is it?

Do you have your computer?

I never leave home without it.

Good.

I'll give you details later.

[Fuego] Okay. I'll be ready.

Thank you.

I'll get you that truck route. in a few.

[cheers and music from club]

You wanted to see me, Madam?

Yeah, Trouble...

You never got back to me on how you gonna handle

this Champ situation.

Um...

I didn't know I was handling it.

Well, weren't you the one that said that

it was Champ's idea,

so he should be the one to pay?

- Yeah, it was. - Great.

So how is he gonna pay?

Are you asking me what I think you should do to him?

Trouble, are you a real bitch?

Yeah, you know it. Of course.

Okay, well, real bitches handle their own shit.

Oh, I just thought you had made plans already, so...

I haven't.

[Trouble] Okay, well, I do.

I just...

I just wanted to check in with you first

before I handled it.

I'll handle it.

You do that.

Whatever you decide to do,

don't do the shit in my club. Okay?

Yes, Madam.

Do not sit in front of me lookin' like

a fuckin' bobblehead. Go.

- Yes, Madam. - Thank you.

[cheers and music from club]

Tommy!

[sinister music]

Yes, Madam.

Do me a favor. Call Smoke.

Let him know I can use his services.

Right away, Madam.

It's time that the Concierge realizes

he has fucked with the wrong bitch.

[door opens] [cheers and music from club]

[door shuts]

[suspenseful music]

[sirens wailing]

[suspenseful music]

[police radio chatter]

[laughs]

Judge Walters, it's really good to see you.

Detective Davis, I trust you're well?

I'm phenomenal now that I see you.

Thank you so much for coming out tonight.

Hey, no problem.

I'm really sorry for having you come out so late tonight,

but time is of the essence with this one.

I need you to sign off on this arrest warrant.

[police radio chatter]

Marilyn DeVille?

You better have an airtight case against her

'cause she's a slippery one.

She's not getting away this time,

not if I've got anything to do with it.

Hm.

Good luck, Detective Davis. You're gonna need it.

Who needs luck when you've got all the evidence?

Anybody going up against Madam. Is that all?

Yeah.

Thank you so much again for coming out tonight.

Yeah, you're welcome. You have a good night.

Oh, I'm gonna have a great night.

[dials phone]

[line trilling]

[laidback music]

This bitch Tandy can't do shit right.

That fuckin' DA, I know that bitch up to something.

I can feel it.

Madam, don't take this the wrong way,

but maybe Tandy keeping her hands clean

is what is best.

Why? 'Cause she gonna be the mayor?

She's not reliable.

And if she doesn't follow through,

that can hurt you in the long run.

[door opens]

Madam, I have Dr. Fong to see you.

Great.

Good evening, Dr. Fong.

Please, have a seat.

[tense music]

Now, do you know why you're here this evening?

I have some idea.

Good.

Well, please tell me what you're thinking

because I wanna make sure that this conversation

between you and I is very clear.

I, uh--I presume this has something to do with

- your prescription. - [Madam] Correct.

Now, I understand that you decided

not to fill my prescription anymore?

Is that correct?

- Ah, um, Madam-- - No, no, no.

That's a yes or a no question.

[cheers and applause from club]

Look, I'm sorry, Madam,

but I'm not going to be able to give you your pills anymore.

The police are threatening to take my license.

I'm sorry, uh, what is it about me

that makes you think I give a fuck about your license?

Well, you can't expect me to threaten my livelihood

over the wants of one patient.

I can't?

Oh, okay.

Tommy, what is my least favorite word?

No.

Right.

What's my second least favorite word?

Can't.

Now, you see, Dr. Fong,

you are gonna turn into a can-do motherfucker

before the end of the night

or you and I will have a problem.

[stammers] But Madam--

Do you understand what I just said?

Y-yes, Madam.

Good.

You can go.

[music crescendos]

[cheers and applause from club]

[dark music]

Okay, that should do it. The lights are out.

[suspenseful music]

[beeping]

[buzzer]

[police radio chatter]

[suspenseful music]

Got it!

Shit!

This back-up generator's almost instantaneous!

Shit, shit, shit, shit.

Shit, shit.

[laidback music]

Hey, yo, my man!

Let me get those keys!

[crickets chirping]

What you talkin' about?

The keys! To the rig.

[Trucker] Get out of here, man!

We can do this the hard way.

[gunfire]

I said the keys to the rig!

[mellow music]

[indistinct chatter]

Say, bruh, let me ask you something.

How you like workin' here so far?

I mean, I like it so far.

Women that's comin' in are real cool.

Yeah, they pretty chill.

Some of them are into some weird stuff, though.

Gotta watch out for that.

Nah, for sure.

But it wouldn't be no strip club

if there ain't no weird shit going on.

[laughter]

No, I guess you're right, you're right.

But you know, for the most part, tips is good.

Best in town.

Yeah, the money been flowin'.

But I was thinking, it can't be like this every night.

Pretty much.

[Quincy] You're bullshitting.

No, I mean, you know, for the most part.

We have our slow nights, but always take home at least

half a grand after tip-out.

Damn! That's straight, though.

Mm-hmm.

Everybody's cool, even the dancers.

Well, most of the dancers.

Some of them definitely ain't.

It's work though. It's always some drama goin' on.

Shit, it wouldn't be work if ain't nobody beefin' for real.

Yeah, I guess.

Damn, nigga, you good?

Nah, I--[stammers]

Some of the VIPs is real cool, but one ain't.

Babyface. He ain't at all.

You make sure you stay away from them.

I wish somebody had warned me when I first got here,

and that's why I'm warning you.

Babyface, huh?

It's good to know.

[mischievous music]

[music turns suspenseful]

It's gone.

It's all gone.

Okay, Madam.

Okay.

[Man] Boss, you're gonna wanna see this.

[suspenseful music]

[laidback music] [indistinct chatter]

Now, do you think I like cleanin' up after your ass, Doc?

Because I don't.

I'm sorry, Madam.

Here, got your shit out of evidence.

How did you--

You know better than to ask me that.

Now, Doc, this is the last fuckin' time

I wanna hear anything about this fuckin' shirt, got it?

Got it. Thanks, Madam.

Madam, you gotta come outside.

There's a bunch of cops outside surrounding the building.

[Madam] What the hell?

[suspenseful music]

Detective Davis.

Are you back here for some more Doc dick, I presume?

The dick was good.

But this is gonna give me a much bigger orgasm.

Marilyn DeVille, you're under arrest

for accessory to murder.

[gasping]

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used against you

in a court of law.

You fuckin' bitch.

Did you have to do this here in front of all these people?

Back the fuck up off me.

Madam, you better call your bulldog

before I taze him.

Stand down, Tommy.

But Madam...

Have Blue call Lovett.

Do what I said.

You heard her.

You gonna pay for this shit, bitch.

Not before you take this walk of shame

in front of everybody who worships you.

Let's go, bitch.

Pardon the distraction, ladies. I will be back soon.

Enjoy your evening until then.

♪ They so phony

♪ Remember that one bitch call me ♪

♪ Niggas get mad 'cause they just can't own me ♪

♪ Pressure every time they scroll me ♪

Mm, full house, baby!

Tearin' that ass up today, let's go!

Yeah, all right.

I'm just having a hard time focusing, I guess.

You know...

Ah, you're worried about Madam, huh?

I told you, don't worry about Madam.

Listen, she just probably thinking about

what happened the other day. Give her some time.

Honestly, you didn't even tell me what happened.

Nothing. She just got in my ass about the robbery.

You know.

That mean she probably gonna get in my ass too about last night.

Nah, I don't--I don't think you have to worry about that at all.

I ain't worried. And just like I said, man,

don't worry about it.

Don't think about that stuff, man.

I got you.

Let's focus on this game, bruh. Come on, let's get it.

Yeah, I will. I just, um...

I just--I just need a second.

Ah, let me go use the restroom real quick.

All right, cool, cool.

That's fine.

Don't be lookin' at my cards neither, nigga.

Shit, no, I promise. I got you.

I won't look at 'em. I got you.

[laughs]

[door shuts]

[sinister music]

Uh-huh. Hey, you want a drink?

[Trouble] Yeah. Like, yeah, go ahead and get me one!

I got you.

[sinister music]

[bottle clanging]

[pouring drink]

[dramatic music]

[grunting, struggling]

It was either you or me, Champ! I'm sorry!

I'm sorry...

[Champ struggles]

I'm sorry...

[Champ struggles]

[sinister music]

[hip-hop music]

[music]

♪ Hallelujah

♪ Happy to know ya

[fast-paced rapping]

♪ I hold all the cards

♪ Keys to the city, the money, the riches ♪

♪ They don't know where I got 'em ♪

[fast-paced rapping]

[music]

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