Original subtitles

- ♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Y'all ready? ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Let's get this money, money ♪

♪ We got a mansion in Dubai ♪

♪ And our wardrobe keep us fly ♪

♪ We know you like it, oh, yeah ♪

♪ We know you like it, yeah ♪

♪ We always winning, and that's no lie ♪

♪ You really wish you had our life ♪

♪ We know you like it, oh, yeah ♪

♪ We know you like it ♪

♪ It's the family business ♪

♪ Ah, na, na, na ♪

♪ Family business ♪

♪ If one win, we all win ♪

♪ Oh, no, ah ♪

♪ Family business ♪

♪ ♪

[ominous music]

[both panting]

♪ ♪

- [sighs] - You okay, baby?

- Oh, my God, Harris. Who are these people?

- I don't know, honey.

They look familiar, but I can't place them.

Hey.

Who the fuck are you and what the fuck do you want?

- You're gonna have to ask him.

- Yeah, I guess you are gonna have to ask me, huh?

How you doing, baby? Good to see you.

- Good to see you. - Mm.

Dennis, my man. - What's shaking?

- How you doing? - I'm good.

- Hold that for me. Thank you, thank you.

All right. [sighs]

♪ ♪

[laughs] Harris, Harris, Harris.

Let's get straight to it.

I need you to tell me everything there is to know

about how LC Duncan runs his business.

♪ ♪

- Duncan Motors? - [laughs]

- You went through all this bullshit

because you want to learn how to run a car dealership?

- Okay, okay, you think it's a joke.

But as you can see, ain't nobody fucking laughing.

- No, no, no, I don't think it's a fucking joke.

I think you the joke. Do you know who I am, brother?

- Honestly, I give a shit who you think you are.

Now you're gonna tell me everything there is to know

about how LC runs his other business...

or I'm gonna have my large friend over here

skin her alive.

- [whimpers indistinctly] - Oh, damn it.

Will you stop the old whining shit?

[sighs] That shit is fucking distracting, man.

- Baby, baby, just calm down, okay?

It's gonna be okay. I promise you, sweetheart.

- Calm down, relax. It's all good.

We all friends here.

That's real sweet, Harris.

Now you gonna tell me what I want to know

or am I gonna send her in the back

to have a little playdate with my two friends over here?

I can guarantee you

that it's not gonna be pretty if I do that.

- [crying]

- Just calm down, okay?

- All right, Holly, take her in the back.

Shut her ass up. - No, no, no.

Please, no. - Hey, hey.

- Get her out of here. Shut her ass up.

- Oh, my God, no!

- All right, all right, all right, all right.

- Mr. Grant needs to see that we mean business.

- No, please! - You just calm down, okay?

- Get her out of here. - He's bluffing, baby.

- Don't kill me! - Get her out of here.

Thank you. - Harris!

- "Harris!" - He's bluffing, honey.

- "Harris." - Harris!

- Oh, oh.

[laughing] Oh, shit.

Between you and me,

it's never a good sign when the victim stops screaming.

[laughs]

- If she dead, you know you fucked up.

- Oh, did I? - Yeah.

'Cause they didn't have to do that.

- Yes, they did. Sure they did.

Because you never make a threat

if you not willing to go through with it.

Now I like you. [chuckles]

I really do.

[sighs] Man.

But I got to have the two of them home by sunup

with or without the information that I came here for.

You see the predicament that puts me in.

Now you tell me what I want to know,

I won't kill you.

I'll let y'all go free right now.

If not, if you should decide not to do that,

then they'll be trying to identify the both of y'all

on the 6:00 news.

- How do I know you won't kill me if I tell you?

- It's a good question.

You don't.

But killing a guy like you is meaningless.

Besides, I was told

you may come in handy for me later.

And if not, well,

you'll always serve as one hell of a greeting card

for what we got planned in the future.

- Mm.

So you really got this thought out, huh?

- Oh, yeah, every bit of it.

I had a little bit of help.

- [sighs] Okay.

What is it you need to know about LC Duncan?

- Yes, yes, yes! Now we are getting somewhere.

♪ ♪

[tense music fades]

- [groans]

Now you sure you don't want me to go with you?

Honey, I would love to see Larry.

- No, I haven't seen my husband in quite a while

and we have a lot of catching up to do.

- I understand. Maybe next time.

What time will you be back? - Tonight.

Oh, and young man, I am not sitting in the back seat.

Uh-uh. I'm riding up front with you

because I am from Waycross, Georgia,

not 5th Avenue.

- Oh, yes, ma'am.

- [laughing] Have a good one, sweetie.

- Yo, Curtis. - What's up, Lil Vegas?

- Just pinged your brother phone again.

He turned it back on.

- He's probably trying to stay off the grid.

Only turns it on when he's using it.

Guess my mom ain't the only one heading to Pennsylvania.

- Want me to go with you? - No, I got this.

Thank you, though.

- Well, Nee Nee went to visit Larry.

Let's hope that she doesn't experience

what you did the last time.

- No, she be all right.

Nee Nee's always had a calming effect on my brother

unlike me, who seems to bring out the monster in him.

- Oh, honey, that's not true. He loves you.

He's just misguided.

- Yeah, well, that's what I keep telling myself,

but it doesn't help the guilt.

You know maybe, I don't know, maybe we can have him

transferred down here. You know, bring him closer.

- Honey, you know that is not an option.

Fresh Meadows is the only private psychiatric hospital

that will take him without contacting law enforcement

about what he did.

And you and Lou spent a hell of a lot of money

trying to cover that mess up.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- Just wish I could make him understand

that I love him, you know? - Yeah.

- I'm not doing this for me, but for him.

- I know, honey. Well, I've spoken to Nee Nee.

Hopefully she'll get the message across.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- I'm gonna have another conversation with Curtis

about that bail bondsman business.

I think it's a good opportunity.

- And I think you should talk to Nee Nee about that, too,

when she comes home.

- Mm. - Mm-hmm.

- I will. - Good.

- We're family, and...

I think this'll be good for all of them.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

Thank you.

- You're welcome. And what was that for?

- Well, as the kids would say, ride or die.

- Damn skippy. Ride or die. [laughs]

Baby. - Hey, Ma, you look beautiful.

- Thank you, sweet pea. - Pop, you ready?

- Your brother ready?

- Waiting on you. Let's go. Chop, chop.

- We'll be right down.

- He's taking this position seriously.

- He ought to.

Look what Iris found in the trashcan.

They're trying to have a baby. She's not taking any pills.

G-g-grandpa. G-g-got them.

- About as crazy as Larry. - Eh, eh, eh, eh.

[tense music]

- Okay, lower your weapon just a little.

- There. - Keep your head down.

Okay, go.

[gunshot]

- Shit.

[gunshot]

Shit, man, this sight is off.

- No, it's not. Give me the gun.

- You sure?

All right, watch out. It's a little hard down there.

Put your knee down.

Oh, you just going. All right.

[gunshot]

Damn. That was perfect.

- You keep turning your head.

This ain't no .48. You got to focus, okay?

- All right. - Okay, try it again.

- It's not--got to focus. Okay.

[suspenseful music]

[gunshot]

- Oh! - [laughs]

- Perfect, perfect.

[gunshot]

Perfect. Good shot. - [chuckling] Yeah.

- Yeah, okay. - Hell, yeah.

- See? You're a natural, just like your daddy.

- You think so? - I know so.

Proper training, you might be as good as your old man.

- Will you train me?

- I will do whatever your daddy asks me to do.

He's the man in charge.

- Mm, don't I know.

Man, ain't no bullshit.

Y'all really believe in him, huh?

- Your daddy was and is the best man I know.

He was not to be played with.

He always made sure we knew what the fuck we were doing,

so when we got into the thick of it,

we were ready.

- Yeah, that's what's up.

How long you been there? Fresh Meadows.

- Well, I was there for ten years

before your daddy showed up,

so it will be 20 years in January.

Your daddy's arrival was the best thing

that ever happened to me and a lot of other patients too.

- See, that's the part I don't get.

It's like, he wasn't a doctor. He was a patient like y'all.

- No, no, no, no,

your daddy was way more than just a patient.

No, he was like a--

like a messiah, for lack of a better word.

- Messiah. Messiah.

I mean, ain't no disrespect.

You know, I mess with you, but I mean,

that sounds a little crazy.

- Well, I'm sure it does to you.

No, man, but your daddy inspired people,

especially those that supposedly had mental illness.

His words, his presence-- - [laughs]

- Yeah, see?

People laugh at things they don't understand, son.

- Yeah?

- Like David Koresh and Jim Jones, the Dalai Lama.

Hell, some folk even laugh at Jesus Christ.

- Jesus Christ.

- No, my point is is that your daddy has a special gift

for bringing misguided people together

and giving them clarity.

Watch this.

♪ ♪

[gunshot]

- Damn.

- Give me some of that.

Let me tell you something.

Don't you ever refer to me as your Uncle Dennis.

- [laughs] - You understand that?

- Yeah, you ain't got to worry about that.

Mr. Dennis.

[gunshot, can clinks]

♪ ♪

[door closes]

- Mom, Dad, anybody home?

Mom, hello?

- [muffled shout]

- [gasps] Oh, my God.

- [groans]

♪ ♪

What is this?

- We're all safe. Just relax.

Everything's gonna be all right.

You're okay. It's okay, baby.

It's okay. - Oh, my God.

They were gonna kill me. - No, no, no.

No, baby, if they were gonna kill us, we'd already be dead.

- What happened? Who did this?

- I don't know. - Don't worry about it. Relax.

- I don't know.

I don't know, but we need to call the police.

- No, no, no, no, honey, honey, baby, listen to me.

Listen to me. You got to relax.

- Oh, my God, no. - No police, okay? No, no.

- Honey, we need their help.

Oh, my God, what if those people come back?

- What people? - Stop it! Relax!

Everybody, listen to me! - Oh, my God.

- Listen to me. The police can't help us.

We don't need help. We need protection.

- Well, if the police can't protect us, then who can?

- My new employer.

- What? What is this?

- I don't know. - Hey.

- I don't understand what happened.

- Yeah, it's me.

Listen, I been thinking about everything you said.

I want to reconsider your offer.

If you're around, I'd love to talk about the particulars.

[tense music]

[tense music]

- [chuckles]

♪ ♪

Rice Krispie treat.

Yeah, Kenny was here for sure.

Getting sloppy, lil' bro.

♪ ♪

Target practice.

♪ ♪

Shit.

Looks like he getting pretty good.

♪ ♪

Where you at now, lil' bro?

Fuck you at now?

♪ ♪

- Mrs. Nee Nee, we're here.

♪ ♪

Mrs. Nee Nee, time to wake up.

- Oh, I wasn't sleep. I was just resting my eyes.

- Yes, ma'am, of course.

- Let me call Curtis and tell him I'm here.

Oh, I can't get a signal.

- It's been like that for about the last 20 miles.

- Oh. - It must be the mountains.

- Okay, well, I guess Curtis is gonna have to wait.

Time for me to see my husband. - [laughs]

Mrs. Nee Nee. - Yes.

- Is there any chance that you'll allow me

to get out and open that door for you?

- Nope, of course not.

- I didn't think so. [laughs]

- I think the only thing we got to restock on

is bleach and white paint.

- Okay. Come on in, Dennis.

- [clears throat] - Hey, hey.

Xavier's a friend, not a foe.

There's no worries. Everything under control.

So how'd it go?

- Yeah, well as it can be expected.

Kid took the money though.

- Well, he needed it more than we did.

Let me see what we got here.

Oh.

Yeah.

[ominous music]

That four-eyed freak,

did he tell you what you needed to know?

Let's see here.

[laughs] All the players are here.

Don Fredericko, Marco Cruz,

LC's flunky, Juan Rodriguez.

I don't know who the hell Sebastian or Detroit Red are,

but I do recognize the Lees and Cory Black's gang.

Yeah.

Look like he's also been talking to the Russians.

What's really fucking me up, though,

is why the hell is Brother Minister's name on this list?

- Traitor to Islam. Muslim imposter.

See, he's in cahoots with your brother.

He's half the reason I'm here.

He's the one that turned the Brotherhood against me.

♪ ♪

- Look like you been quite busy, little brother.

You created something quite special here.

Too bad I'm gonna have to tear that shit down.

- It's gonna be hard to take those guys down, Director.

Got a lot of firepower. Lot of money backing them.

- Yeah, my money.

- Big man is right.

I had over 100 well-trained soldiers.

I couldn't take them down.

- It's because you underestimated your opponent.

It takes a Duncan to beat a Duncan.

♪ ♪

- Hi, welcome to Fresh Meadows. How can I help you?

- I have an appointment to visit

with my husband, Larry Duncan.

- You're Larry Duncan's wife? - Yes.

- Oh, my God, he's gonna be so excited to see you!

He talks about your cooking all the time.

- Oh, well, I'm glad he still remembers.

- I hear about it all the time. Just a moment.

Let me let staff know you're here.

- Okay. Thank you so much. [chuckles]

♪ ♪

[phone ringing]

♪ ♪

- Yeah. - Hi, sir.

Yes, I have a visitor for Larry Duncan.

- Okay.

I'll have Dennis escort her to the courtyard.

- Yes, okay. I'll let her know.

Okay, bye.

Be right out. - Okay.

- You look great, by the way. - Thank you.

- It's so nice to meet you. My name is Holly.

- Holly, I'm Nee Nee. - Nee Nee.

- Yeah. - And who's the muscle?

- DJ. - Hi.

- Gentlemen, if you'll excuse me...

[clears throat]

I have to prepare for a visitor.

Dennis, you know what to do.

Xavier, you down for a little field trip?

- Does it have anything to do with killing some Duncans?

♪ ♪

- Now, I have fucking told you,

only a Duncan can kill a Duncan.

Don't you fucking understand me?

Do I have to put your ass back out in population?

- No, no. No, I'm straight.

I like being the head janitor, sir.

- [chuckles] No, bro, I like you.

♪ ♪

But don't fucking push it.

Understand me? - Yeah.

- Now... - [coughs]

- You want to go on that field trip or not?

- Yeah.

As long as we get to stop

and get some all-beef hot dogs on the way back.

- [laughs] - I love me some hot dogs, sir.

- Yeah, brother. Right hardies, huh?

- Mm.

- Look like I got to find your ass some hot dogs.

Me? I like pork chops.

- Pork chops. - Yes.

- Mm, that shit'll kill you, brother.

- Not if you cook them motherfuckers right.

[laughs]

[door closes]

♪ ♪

- Ma'am. - Yes?

Oh!

- Nee? - Hey, Larry!

[laughs]

- Are you here?

Oh, baby.

Oh, Nee Nee. - [laughs]

- Oh, I missed you, baby. - I missed you too, baby.

- I missed your smell. I missed everything about you.

Oh, Nee Nee--oh, baby! - [laughs]

Put me down.

Put me down before you drop me, you old fool.

- I have always been a fool for you, baby.

Always have been and always will be.

- Mm. I have something for you.

- Yeah, and I got something for you too.

Coming in here with this sexy-ass dress on.

Walking around on those pretty legs.

Oh, Nee Nee, look,

I don't know how much we can get done

with all these people around here, but baby, you know me.

I'm down for whatever. - [laughs]

You are a fool if you think I'm gonna give you some

with all these people around here.

[laughs] - Oh, baby,

you can't blame a brother for trying.

- No, I can't. Come on, here.

Here. - Nee Nee.

What?

Is this what I think it is? - Mm-hmm.

[laughs] Mm-hmm.

- Oh, Nee Nee.

I thought you looked good, but this--this right here.

- [laughs]

Fried hard, extra hot sauce.

Just the way you like it, baby.

- Mm. - I cooked them this morning.

- Mm-hmm? - Yeah.

- Mm, mm, mm! - [laughs]

Got something else for you. - What?

Double chocolate cake? - [laughs] Your favorite.

- Oh, Nee-- - And I brought you two pieces

'cause I figured you wants some for later.

- Oh, Nee Nee--mm! - [chuckles]

[soft dramatic music]

- Those beautiful, brown thighs you got is good,

but this here's gonna have to do.

- [laughs]

You are still a mess, Larry Duncan.

- Baby, I'm your mess, and that's why you love me.

- That's right. - I missed you, baby.

together: I miss you.

♪ ♪

- Missed you so much.

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Would you like anything else, Don?

- No, that's all.

- Don, I apologize for interrupting your meal,

but Antonio Dash would like a word.

- Let them in.

- Don Fredericko, thank you for seeing me.

I promise I will not take too much of your time.

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

As you know,

in the short time that I've been back from Jamaica,

my men and I have made good earnings.

And we've done the right thing. We've kicked it back.

And we'll kick it back some more.

You probably think that there's a but to this and there is.

- What do you want me to do, Antonio?

- Don Fredericko, I'm asking you to consider

lifting the bounty off of my cousin, Vincenzo.

And if you were to do so,

then the Duncans would have to lift theirs as well

because they can't put a hit on a man who's been made

without permission.

- Now, why would I do that?

- Signore, con respecto, with respect

that I only have two million reasons

that you might consider doing so.

♪ ♪

- To Vincenzo's safe return.

- Salute. - Salute.

- Grazie, Don Fredericko.

- Oh, Nee, we promised you wouldn't come

and see me in here like this.

- I know, but I had to lay eyes on you.

And I would've come even sooner

if I had known LC and them weren't visiting you.

- Fuck LC. I didn't want him to come see me anyway.

- [sighs]

Larry. - Hmm?

- Kenny is gone.

He packed up his stuff and he just left.

- Yeah, I know. He came to see me.

- He did? When?

- About a week or two back.

We had a great visit, Nee. We had a real good visit.

I'm proud of that boy.

- What did he say?

- Said he was gonna kill LC.

- And what did you say?

- I told him to make sure you get my money first.

Baby.

- Larry, are you all right?

[soft tense music]

♪ ♪

- Uh, Nee...

you gotta--I can't stand this place much longer.

Can't you see I'm doing better?

- Oh, yes, Larry, I can see it. I can.

And I'm gonna call and talk to LC

and see if I can, you know, convince him--

- Baby, fuck LC. He stole our money.

He want to see me rot in this place.

- Oh, no, he doesn't.

Larry, he does not.

LC just doesn't understand you like I do.

- Look, Nee,

you gonna have to get a lawyer

or at least see what you can do.

- Okay, I'll do that.

I'll do the best I can, Larry.

- You always do, baby.

♪ ♪

- Mm. - I'm full.

- Whoo. - Oh, me too.

- Mm. - It was so good.

- Yummy. - Mm.

- Grandma?

Grandma. - Yes, baby.

- This chicken is exquisite. Can I get some more?

- [laughs] - Of course you can.

But I had some help from Miss Sonya.

Thank you, darling. - Did what I could.

- It looks like Sunday dinner around here

and it's not even Sunday.

- Hey, Ma, come and sit down. Let me get you a plate.

- No, no, that's okay. You sit down and you eat.

I'm gonna go upstairs and change these clothes

and I'll just eat something later.

- Okay.

- Mm, who made those mashed potatoes?

- Oh, that would be me. [laughs]

- They look a little lumpy. - Nee Nee.

- No, you didn't.

- Babe, you know I'm on call anyway.

I'm gonna run upstairs and get my phone.

- I'm sorry. - Really?

Anyhoo, honey, how was your visit?

I mean, how was Larry? I know he was happy to see you.

- Yes, he was,

but I think he was more happy about that cake I brought him.

- Oh, that cake--that cake was good.

- Yeah and it seems to just be disappearing too.

- Mm.

- I'm glad Larry was in good spirits.

You had a nice visit.

I'm sure seeing you did him a lot of good.

- Yes, it did, but what would give him the most good

is if you would go up there and bring him home.

Now I gave you and Lou power of attorney

to help my husband,

not to keep him locked away forever.

It's time for him to come home.

- Nee Nee, you know I can't do that.

- Why? Because you think he's crazy?

My husband is not crazy. He's just misunderstood.

- 50 people lost their lives

because he was just misunderstood.

Look, I love my brother.

I do, but he's staying at Fresh Meadows.

- Larry was sick when he killed all those people.

You know, I'll admit that, but he's doing better.

Listen, I saw it with my own two eyes.

He is back to himself.

- Hey, that is great news.

I mean, we are all happy to hear about that.

All any of us want is for Larry to be better.

- And he would get even better if he was home with me.

I can take care of him now.

I can make sure he's well-fed and properly treated.

- He's getting the best treatment where he is.

- Yes, honey.

- Maybe, but that's not home, LC.

- Ma, maybe we should just--

- Maybe we should be bringing your daddy home, Curtis.

LC and Chippy, they have their family together.

All I want to do is have mine the same way.

Now LC, listen, he's doing better.

He's back on his meds.

He's calm. He's damn near pleasant.

Still feisty as hell.

You know that's not gonna change.

But he needs to be with his family.

- I understand that,

but we're family too.

We love you too.

- Is that right?

Well, why is everyone saying

that the only person that came to visit him more than once

was Curtis?

He has been in there for damn near ten years

and you only went to see him one time, LC.

What kind of love is that?

- You're right. Lou would visit.

I get reports.

And the only reason I don't visit him more often

is because he gets so upset and agitated when he sees me,

they have to restrain him.

And I don't want to see my brother like that, Nee Nee.

- Come on, Nee Nee. You know we love Larry, honey.

We love you too.

We have to, we'll buy you a house up there

so you can visit him every day.

Honey, how does that sound?

- [chuckles]

Well, that sounds like Larry

is more right about you two than wrong.

- Nee Nee.

Nee Nee, come on. You know that is not true.

Nee Nee, no, that's not true. - Aunt Chippy, Aunt Chippy.

I got her. Let me talk to her.

- Okay. - All right.

- Okay. - Okay?

- All right, all right. - All right.

- I can't believe this. What the hell?

- Chippy, honey. - What the hell?

♪ ♪

- Ma, wait a second.

- Not now, Curtis.

- Ma, talk to me for a second.

- All I want to talk to you about is your brother.

Did you find him? - Not exactly,

but he's been here, New York, and Pennsylvania.

- Where does he lay his head?

- Haven't quite figured it out yet,

but I found out where

he been practicing with the sniper rifles

and Ma, he's getting good.

He's been shooting the hell out of them cans.

- Oh, he's planning on killing LC.

- Hate to admit it, but I think you're right.

- Mm, this was exactly what I was afraid of.

That boy is gonna get himself killed.

And what are you gonna do about it?

- I think we should tell

Aunt Chippy and Uncle LC what's going on.

- Boy, are you crazy?

LC will send his killers after him.

♪ ♪

Well, if you can't find your brother,

I have someone who can.

Do you have your keys? - Yeah.

- 'Cause I need a ride. - Where we going?

- To the damn bus station.

Desperate times calls for desperate measures.

Come on, let's go. Go, go, go.

- Here you go, handsome.

Pineapple and Ciroc with a shot of Don Julio.

[soft upbeat music]

Love me a man who know how to tip a lady.

- Damn, can a brother get a drink around here?

- Mario, you got to chill, dude.

- I will when you make me a drink.

- The bar is closing

and I can't do that and you know why.

That damn card you gave me

for the last drink ain't go through.

I'm responsible for that. - So?

You act like you can't just

make me a fucking drink and give it to me.

- Shut up.

- Why you trippin'? You know how we do.

Don't get brand new because you got

this little job at this bougie bar.

- You're trippin'.

And real talk,

I can't be giving out free liquor like that.

Not here.

I finally got a decent paying job

and I'm not trying to mess that up.

I can't afford to.

So I'm telling you, Mario, chill out.

I'm serious. - So am I.

Now make me a damn drink, Keisha.

I want to celebrate.

You got a job, I got-- - You don't have a job.

- Wait. Okay, listen. - Hey, yo, we got a problem?

- Other than you interrupting our conversation,

no, there ain't a problem.

- Hey, look, I'm gonna need you to calm down.

Last call was a while ago. You're disturbing our staff.

- I don't give a damn about the staff

and I also don't give a damn about you either.

Now get up out of my face. You're disrupting me.

- Enough of the outbursts. I'ma need you to dip.

- Fuck you. - Mario, chill.

- What the hell is going on?

- Tried to tell his ass to calm down, boss,

but he won't listen.

- Okay, you ain't my mama.

You can't tell me shit. I'm a grown-ass man.

- Look, I know you're a friend of Keisha's,

so I'm trying to let that go, but if you with that drama,

you gonna have to get out of here, all right?

Listen, take a walk and chill out.

- I don't take orders from them or you.

You're Keisha's boss, not mine.

Tequila.

- Get his ass out of here.

- Wait, wait, no, uh-uh. Wait, wait, wait.

Get your hands off of me, you burly son of a bitch.

All right, Keisha--let me go!

♪ ♪

- You okay? - Yeah. I'm good.

♪ ♪

- ♪ She belong to the streets ♪

♪ ♪

[tense music]

[insects droning]

♪ ♪

- [mimics dog barking]

[laughs] - What you barking at, fucker?

♪ ♪

- Huh.

How's everything going? - Quiet.

♪ ♪

Motley crew. - [laughs]

- Here to relieve me? - Aye.

Go in. Have some soup and a pint.

You deserve it.

Send Kevin in a few hours. - Sounds good.

♪ ♪

They're a wild bunch.

I got my wish. She came over to me.

I like it when she gets mad. [mimics dog bark]

[laughs] - Fucking kill you.

- Ah, she's a sweet one, this one is.

- What you gonna do about it, brother?

- Ah, ready to come inside? - Huh?

- I'm gonna fuckin' kill you. - Mm.

♪ ♪

- Ma, is this really necessary?

- I was hoping it wouldn't come to his,

but we need to find your brother.

And for a bounty hunter,

you are awfully slow in finding him.

- Wow, Ma, thanks for the vote of confidence.

- I'm just saying, Curtis.

You're doing the best you can.

And this is no time

to be letting your ego get in the way.

Now what time is it?

We're not late, are we? - No, we're early.

- Okay.

- It's five minutes till.

And my ego's not the problem.

I told you I had everything under control, Ma.

But you making this call,

you could be subbing one problem for another.

- I know where you're going with this,

but at this point, we need all hands on deck.

♪ ♪

Oh, come on. Look. Look, it's here.

♪ ♪

- Yo, man, you know where I could get some weed from, bro?

- No, man. - Yeah?

- No. - Okay.

- Nothing. - Man.

♪ ♪

- There's my baby! [laughs]

- Hey, Mom. [laughter]

Hey, big head. - Hi.

[laughter]

Miss you, Mac. - I missed you too.

- I can't believe you rode this bus all the way here.

You know you could've caught a flight

from Jacksonville for the same price, right?

- You think TSA was gonna let me through with this?

And I don't go nowhere without it.

You taught me that. - Girl, put that thing away.

I also told you to keep your weapons concealed.

This ain't Georgia.

- Okay, okay. [laughs]

What's with the fancy ride?

Okay, let me find out that LC and Chippy

got both of y'all out here acting bourgeois.

- [laughs] You know better than that.

And it's Uncle LC and Aunt Chippy to you.

Do not be disrespectful.

- Ma, I'm a grown-ass woman.

- Not so grown I won't slap the shit out of you.

Let me tell you something.

Do not be disrespectful to me

with your smart-ass mouth in front of Chippy,

you understand? - Don't worry.

I'm not going to the house, at least not yet.

I didn't come here for no family reunion.

I came here for one reason and one reason only

and that's to find Kenny.

- Oh, you think it's that easy?

I been looking for that boy for weeks.

- You're the best bounty hunter I know, big brother,

but no one knows Kenny like I do.

You got to know where to look.

Mom, you bring what I asked?

- I sure did. It's right here.

- Perfect.

I'll catch up with both of you in a couple of days with Kenny.

- Right. - I love you.

- I love you, too, baby. Be careful.

♪ ♪

- Ma, you sure about this?

- I'm positive.

We spent a lot of money to have that girl trained.

Now let's see if it pays off.

[laughter]

- So you tell me. - This one.

- Do you think I still can?

Even though my legs were almost broken.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Hey, there's three-- - Three of this one.

- That's what I'm saying. - This one.

Yeah.

[indistinct chatter]

- Oh, there you are. - Hey.

We need more smokes. - I got you.

- There we go.

There we go. I got it.

[gunshot] - [groans]

[tense music]

[gunshot]

♪ ♪

- [chuckles]

I got your ass.

Mwah!

Time to celebrate. Let's get the liquor.

♪ ♪

- And I'm telling you the solution to this.

We need to find this guy and have him work for us.

- Like I said, if we did that, LC Duncan would lose his mind.

The last thing I want to do is lose our spot at the table.

Do you understand how much money we're making?

- I know, but--

- What--it's just a woman. - She's got a knife.

- And we've got guns.

- What, you want to shoot her?

Probably some crazy homeless woman.

Let him go. - Not a chance, Chinaman.

Fuck you and your brother. - I know this motherfucker.

He isn't gonna let either of us live.

Shoot him now.

- You better drop that gun

before that queen behind you show you she a killer.

- What? [groaning]

[screams]

♪ ♪

- That was fun, wasn't it?

- Oh, well, fuck 'em.

Decent. We did that.

- Yes, we did.

You know, there's a certain sexiness about you.

I didn't notice until I saw you kill that man.

- I haven't seen your sexiness since the first time

they got me at Fresh Meadows.

Been a long time for a brother.

Think we need to go talk about that over some hot dogs,

a little grape soda and things.

Think you could handle the handle?

- I can handle that.

- Let get up out of here.

♪ ♪

- ♪ Turn the lights off ♪

♪ Turn up for the team ♪

♪ Buy up all the drinks ♪

♪ We don't need a reason ♪

♪ We just need to grin ♪

♪ Turn up for the team ♪

♪ We livin' the dream ♪

♪ Single for the weekend ♪

♪ Turn up for the team ♪ - ♪ Team ♪

- ♪ Turn up for the team ♪ - ♪ Team ♪

- ♪ Turn up for the team ♪ - ♪ Team ♪

♪ ♪

- ♪ Hey! ♪