Original subtitles

- This is Pierre LeBlanc, brother of Jean LeBlanc,

one of the most powerful mobsters in NOLA.

- If y'all snitch, Jean LeBlanc is gonna be our least concern.

- No, Marquis. It's all good.

Fred and Todd, they can keep a secret, right?

- Absolutely.

- Your father doesn't think that

your uncle died at the swamp.

That's why your daddy's offering $100,000

to anyone who might have information.

- Why don't we just make a call to New York?

Uncle LC and his people even the odds.

- You are going to Houston, and that's that.

I'm driving you to the airport myself.

- Good to see you, man. - And what brings you up here?

- We need your help, Vegas.

[upbeat jazzy music]

? ?

- ? All I know is my mama ?

? All I know is my kin ?

? All I know is my family ?

? Burn the city down about them ?

? Gave the Lord my troubles ?

? God forgive me my sins ?

? But when it comes to my family ?

? Burn the city down about them ?

? Turn the lights out ?

? Ain't no business, ain't no business ?

? 'Less the family in it ?

? Ain't no business, ain't no business ?

? 'Less the family in it ?

? Turn the lights out ?

? ?

[birds calling]

[tense music]

? ?

- [exhales]

- Hold on. Hold on.

- [grunts] - Come on. Together, man.

- Ready? [grunting]

[indistinct chatter]

- Sorry, Red, man.

It's just business, nothing personal.

- What you talking like you really liked these dudes?

- Hey, man, they liked to party.

You know I like to party. Oh, shit!

- Ready? On three.

One, two, three!

[splashes]

Better him than me. [chuckles]

- Let's hurry up and get this other one, man.

- Yeah.

- Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo! Who the fuck is that?

- Oh, shit, is that--

nah.

- Yes, it's exactly what you think it is.

- All right, well, let's just go check this shit out, man.

Hey, y'all take care of this last body, all right?

We'll be right back. - All right, bet.

- Bet.

- Shit, I hope we ain't gotta dump another body.

- That's gonna be the third one today.

- So be it, right?

- Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on.

? ?

- Don't make a motherfucking move.

- The fuck are you doing?

Huh?

- Big, big mistake, pointing a gun in my face.

I don't think you know who you fucking with.

- No, you don't know who you fucking with.

Get your ass out the car.

- Hurry up, playboy!

? ?

[siren wailing]

- [chuckles]

Mmm.

- Yes.

Oh, God.

What is that?

- [chuckles] - What is that?

Baby, are you-- are you--are you okay?

- Mm-hmm. Yes, sir.

Mm, and you will be too.

Get up. I gotta bathe you.

You must protect your family. - Okay.

Yeah, my family.

- Yeah.

- [panting]

? ?

- Curtis, Nevada! 6 o'clock!

- Marquis, relax!

Put the gun down and look at the plates.

It's our car. - The fuck?

- I guess Vegas was trying to catch us before we took off.

Shit, it might be a change of plans.

- Mama? - Mom, what you doing here?

- Yeah, and where do you think you're going?

- Well, I thought about it.

And since my children are going to New Orleans, then so am I.

- Hey, Ma, you can't come with us.

It's gonna be too dangerous. - Real dangerous.

- Dangerous? [laughs]

Do you know who I am?

My name is Nee Nee Duncan, and I have been a Duncan

a lot longer than the two of you.

And danger is my middle name.

It comes with being part of this family.

Are y'all coming?

- You know there's no stopping her

when she acts like this, right?

- Yeah, I know.

- Hey, Curtis.

I'm gonna get the rest of her bags,

but Vegas thought you might need another body.

I'm going too.

- All right, man.

[upbeat jazz music playing]

? ?

- Shirley, are you sure about this?

- Today is the day that I settle

all my family's business.

- All right.

? ?

[horse chuffs]

- Oh, my man.

- Floyd! - My man, 10 grand.

- Hey, man, I was about to head out.

I gotta go, you know.

- You don't have five minutes?

- Uh, what's up?

- Uh, it's, um--

it's about Shirley.

- Is she okay?

- Well, no.

I--I just needed someone to talk to.

It won't-- - Hey, hey, say no more.

You know we're family. Come on.

Come on in here, man. - Thanks.

- Man, I can't believe you're here.

Now, what's crazy is, I was just about to call you.

- Yeah?

[sighs]

- So what's going on, man? Talk to me about Big Shirley.

- You know, underneath that beauty and that tough exterior,

Big Shirley is a warrior.

- [exhales] That's all?

Man, I thought it was something serious like cancer.

- No, no.

- Yeah, man.

- She just wants to make sure you're cool.

- What you mean?

- About the other night.

- What about it?

- Well, look, I wouldn't even be

sweating you like this, all right?

Like, I'm just a middle man, all right?

I told my sister.

I said, Todd is good. That's my guy.

So Big Shirley just wants to make sure

you know not to say anything.

- Yeah, and I was gonna call you about that.

Look, I'm heading over to Fred's,

and we gonna go over to Pierre's funeral.

- Why are you gonna do that?

- Well, Jean, he's offering this reward

for information about his brother's death.

- Big Shirley paid you already.

- Miss me with that bullshit, man.

I got bills. - Okay, okay.

I mean, what is it, money?

I mean, I'll give you another 1,000.

- 1,000?

He's offering 100K.

You want me to pay that back, that's fine.

But I can pay that back when we get this reward.

- Mm.

So, uh, you guys talked about it already?

- Yeah, why wouldn't we?

We didn't kill him.

He killed himself.

- Oh, you really think that

Jean's gonna believe that, though?

- I think the three of us go over there, tell the truth,

and split that money three ways.

- Yeah.

My daddy used to say that a man's word is his bond.

- Whatever.

I know my daddy say I need that money.

[laughs] That's what I'm-- [gun clicking]

Whoa. What are you doing, man?

What the fuck's going on?

- You lied to me, Todd.

- What are you talking about?

- The other night at the casino,

you said you can keep a secret.

- And I can.

- No, you can't.

[gunshot]

[tense music]

I won't let anyone come between my family

or this business.

[gunshots]

[languid jazz music]

? ?

- Jean, Marie, I am so sorry for your loss.

- He really enjoyed being at your place.

Sometimes, I don't think there's anything

that made Pierre more excited than being at the Blues.

- It truly was his happy place.

- He will be missed.

- Well, now that you've given him your condolences,

can we go?

You know I hate these things.

- Girl, you know this is how we do it in New Orleans.

- That don't mean it ain't creepy!

And you know what?

Ain't nobody supposed to be dancing around no dead body.

And by the way, I am from Cleveland.

- Well, girl, your Cleveland ass better get to stepping.

If you want this to work, we gotta do what we got to do

and get the hell out of here.

Now, you done seen anything?

- No, I ain't seen nothing.

Come on, let's look over here. Come on.

- Yo, Todd.

Hey, yo, man, why you not picking up the phone?

Yo, I'm gonna see Jean my damn self and get this money.

[rhythmic knocking]

Floyd? Oh, shit!

[gunshots]

[tense music]

? ?

- I have to get my $100,000.

- Hey, Eric!

- Eric, you know around here, snitches get stitches.

[squelching, slicing]

[body thuds]

- Yo, cuz.

You a'ight?

- Huh?

Oh, yeah, I'm just, uh--

just trying to get my head together.

When I get off this plane, shit gonna get real.

My life is on the line.

- You think that shit is gonna hit the fan

with the LeBlancs that quick?

- The LeBlancs are the last of my concern.

I'm just happy to have my head on my shoulders.

I'm scared, man.

'Cause if my mama find out

that I brought y'all in town,

you know what she's gonna do to me?

She gonna kill me.

- [scoffs] Don't worry about Shirley.

I'll handle her.

- Thanks, Aunt Nee Nee. - Mm-hmm.

- How'd it go?

- They're all packed up and squared away.

But, uh, Eric wasn't home.

- That's 'cause he was here.

- What? - Relax.

Monique and I handled it.

- Okay. You all right?

Look, if it was anything like what you did

to that guy two years ago, I actually feel bad.

- [chuckles] I was gentle.

- [laughs] Girl, you crazy.

So then I guess our situation with Jean

is no longer a situation. - Uh-huh.

So my son can come back from Houston.

- Yes, sir.

- [whispers indistinctly]

- Excuse me, boss man. - Yeah?

- Need a minute. It's important.

- Okay.

Babe, I'll be right back.

- You said no work today, Jean.

- I know, but it'll only take a minute, okay?

Just get in the truck.

Let me handle this, please.

Guys, what is this about?

- Well, me, Kendal, and some of the boys

was getting rid of Red and his son, like you told us to.

- So what?

- We found your brother's car, down by the swamp.

But peep this-- somebody was inside his car.

- Dead or alive?

- Oh, he very much alive.

- Who the fuck was it?

- We don't know.

We just know boy ain't from around here.

- Y'all keep him on ice until I get a chance

to get Simone and them back to the crib safely.

I think a little stress relief would do me some good.

I'm gonna see who this mystery man is, anyway.

Y'all go on back.

Take care of him till I get there.

- All ready? Let's go.

- Yeah.

[tense music]

? ?

[upbeat dance music]

? ?

- Okay. Raise your bet, then.

Raise your bet, then. - I played one.

Play with me here. - You played. That's too--

- What the fuck?

You motherfuckers.

Do you know who the fuck I am?

Do you?

I'm gonna fucking kill you.

- Motherfucker woke now, ain't he?

- Yeah, but if he don't shut the fuck up,

I'm gonna put him back to sleep, you hear me?

- I can fucking hear you.

Oh, I'm gonna kill you.

I'm gonna kill everyone you know,

and then I'm gonna fucking kill that fat-ass mama of yours!

Oh, I can't wait.

- Watch out.

You're making my friend very angry!

- Oh, yeah? - So what?

- Not before I bat the shit out your bitch ass.

My mama already dead.

[laughter]

- Nice.

- Excuse me.

- Well, ain't this about a bitch?

It was called in as a possible homeless drunk situation.

He was stabbed.

Looks like we have a murder on our hands.

I'll start getting the scene roped off.

- Absolutely not.

See, Sheriff, I don't see no murder here,

not with all my new business prospects.

What we have here is an accident--

a very tragic accident.

- The man was trampled by a stampede of excited mourners.

Damn shame.

Ronald--

- Hey, I don't know how many times

we have to go through this.

You address me as "Mayor" in public, not Ronald.

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Mayor. - Yeah.

- But-- - But nothing.

I'm not asking you to do this shit, I'm telling you.

Get this eyesore cleaned up, because if I have to come have

someone else do it, you're not gonna be wearing

that badge much longer.

You hear me? - Right away, Mayor.

- Yeah.

- Nothing to see here.

[soft inquisitive music]

? ?

[door creaking]

- Where is Simone off to?

- She's going to hang out with two of her friends.

She took the funeral really hard.

I didn't realize she and Pierre were that close.

- I didn't either.

Look, it's been a long day. - Yeah.

- I'll go up and take a shower, okay?

- Okay.

- [sighs]

- Can you get me a bottle of champagne and two glasses,

and make sure that no one comes to our bedroom

for the rest of the night?

- Right away, Mrs. LeBlanc.

- [exhales]

- Y'all know what to do?

- We go in, grab a bunch of shit,

put it in these bags,

and get the hell out.

Piece of cake.

- Yeah.

It's not like we've ever robbed a store or anything.

[laughs]

[imitates gunshot]

- Then what are you waiting for?

- [sighs]

[romantic music]

? ?

- Well, damn.

What did I do to get so lucky, marrying such a fine-ass man?

- [sighs]

- You working out without me?

- What's this?

- I thought maybe we'd finish the whole bottle,

then you could do whatever you wanted to me.

- [sighs]

Baby, my brother just died,

and I'm under a lot of stress.

- Making love is the perfect stress reliever.

- [exhales]

Hold this.

Baby, I was thinking that me and Saint can go down

and pour out some Johnnie Walker Black.

That was his favorite drink. You know that.

- What about us?

- Maybe when I get home, okay?

[sighs]

[soft tense music]

? ?

- You know you're not gonna be back in this house until,

like, 3:00 in the morning.

- Well, be up at 3:00, okay?

- Jean. - Yes?

- Who is she?

- Who's who? - The bitch you're fucking.

You're clearly seeing somebody.

You've been rejecting me for months.

- [sighs] Fuck.

Baby, stop it, please.

I'm not rejecting you.

I'm just a little preoccupied.

It will always and forever be you and only you.

You are the love of my life.

- It sure as hell don't feel like it, Jean.

- Well, it is.

I love you until the end of time.

I'm gonna go downstairs and get dressed now.

See you when I get back.

- [sighs]

I wish I could say the same for you.

But unfortunately, darling,

someone else has been handling the things you can't.

? ?

- Thank you very much.

- Hey, man, what the hell are you doing?

[body thuds]

- Yes, ladies and gentlemen, this is a robbery.

- Whoo-hoo!

- If there is no funny business,

we'll all get home in time to enjoy the 5:00 news.

- Hey!

Didn't he say no funny shit?

- Yep. [laughs]

Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go.

Let's go.

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

Pleasure's all mine, fellas.

[upbeat music]

- ? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ?

? I'm on a whole nother level ?

? I'm on a, I'm on a, I'm on a, I'm on a ?

? That's right ?

? Whole nother level ?

? You know who I am ?

? What ?

? I'm on a, I'm on a whole nother level ?

? I'm on a, I'm on a whole ?

? I'm on a, I'm on a ?

? Sheesh ?

? I'm on a, I'm on a, I'm on a ?

? Sheesh ?

? I'm on a ?

? I'm on a whole nother level ?

? Yep ?

? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ?

? I'm on a whole nother level ?

? I'm on a, I'm on a, I'm on a, I'm on a ?

? That's right ?

? Whole nother level ?

- Where the fuck is he?

- He's inside.

Cocky bastard won't shut the fuck up.

But we got him tied up.

And be honest with you, the amount of shit he keep talking,

surprised Montclair and the boys ain't killed his ass yet.

- Well, I really appreciate that level of restraint,

'cause that motherfucker... [gun cocks]

Is mine.

- Ready to see a master at work.

Know it's gonna be good.

- You can believe that.

Let's go.

[ominous music]

? ?

[chatter, laughter]

[gun cocks]

- [inhales sharply]

[coughs]

[spits]

Who the fuck are you supposed to be?

- Head motherfucker in charge.

The grass don't grow unless I tell it to,

so I would advise that you let me

ask all the fucking questions.

- [laughs] I don't give a fuck about any of your questions.

I don't give a fuck about none of y'all's questions.

None of y'all.

- [chuckles]

- [coughing]

- Talk, motherfucker.

- [exhales] Fuck you.

The only person I'm talking to is the man in charge.

- And who might that be?

- Pierre.

[laughter]

[laughs]

- What business did you have with Pierre?

- My business with him ain't got shit to do with you.

[chair scraping]

- Unfortunately, it does.

You see, I'm Jean LeBlanc, Pierre's brother.

You can understand how pissed off I would be

to find out a high yellow motherfucker

from out of town was found driving my brother's Porsche.

- Hmm.

Well, if you're his brother, you can tell him I'm here,

and this is not how I do business.

And when you do, I'd take a couple steps back,

'cause he might slap the fuck out of you,

brother or not.

- [laughing]

Let me ask you a question.

[tense music]

Have you ever felt death when it was close?

Huh?

Did you feel death when you were around Pierre?

Huh?

- No.

- Then who the fuck told you that Pierre

runs anything around this bitch?

Answer me, motherfucker!

Huh?

- Well, he did.

Everybody knows the LeBlancs run shit around here.

- No, motherfucker.

I run shit.

And I don't know what Pierre told you, but he lied.

He has a tendency to do that.

At least he did when he was alive.

- Pierre's dead?

- Yeah.

We laid him to rest this morning.

So with that being said,

I'm gonna ask your high yellow ass

one more motherfucking time, who the fuck are you

and why were you driving my brother's car?

- Okay.

The name's Sebastian.

I run South Florida.

Maybe you've heard of me?

Kind of like a--a big deal.

- Uh-huh.

- I heard of him.

He supposedly has the best shit around.

- Correction-- I do have the best shit.

- So what was your supposed business with my brother?

- Pocket change, really.

I had his car loaded up with five keys

of that pure, uncut white girl.

Unfortunately, he didn't show up.

Your goons did.

- Five keys, huh?

Is it still in the car?

- It better be.

- Where's the car?

- Out back.

- Go search it.

Now.

[laughs]

You might live after all, Sebastian.

[indistinct chatter]

- Hey. - Hello.

- So we have plenty of high-end liquor,

but it looks like we're running low on beer,

crawfish, and crab legs.

- Oh, hell no. - Mm-hmm.

- The free food and the free drink,

that's why people pay $250 a pop for a masquerade ball.

- Mm-hmm.

- When's the next shipment coming in?

- Oh, Thursday.

- Oh, Thursday?

That's cutting it kind of close.

I might have to visit the captain's crazy ass.

- Yeah, 'cause remember last year when Skunk was here,

those two old ladies wanted to fight him

'cause he was piling his plate high with all them crab legs.

He was limping for two weeks. - Ugh.

Speaking of Skunk, do you know that fool

scraped together enough money to buy a ticket

to the masquerade ball? - What?

- Yeah.

Brought me a water cooler full of quarters.

- Mm.

I wonder who he stole that from.

- I don't know.

- You know, isn't there a rule that the owner

of the establishment can refuse service to whoever they like?

- Probably, but I kind of like Skunk.

- Ugh.

- He's okay once you get to know him.

And he's funny.

I think you and Floyd should lighten up on him.

- Me and Floyd need to take his ass out back

and put him out of his misery.

- [clicks tongue]

[gasps] What the fuck?

Who in the fuck is that?

- Oh, look at that.

Looks like Marquis is back, and he is not alone.

Isn't that your sister-in-law, Nee Nee?

- It sure in the hell is.

- Well, let's go say hi.

- Hey, Nee Nee, girl!

- Hey, girl!

If it isn't my long-lost sister-in-law.

And you are looking so great, Shirley Duncan.

- Oh, not as good as you, Nee Nee Duncan.

And I can't be lost if you know where to find me, right?

[laughter] Come on, girl. Bring it in.

Give me a hug.

Oh, and look at this!

I know this ain't little Lauryn with the braces.

- Hi, Aunt Shirley.

- Oh, hey, baby.

Oh, my God, you are easy on the eyes as a Siberian iris.

I know you are beating them off with a stick.

- Thank you, Aunt Shirley.

Your place, it's amazing.

- Thank you.

It's been in my family for over a hundred years.

- Wow.

- Oh, and look at him!

Oh, come here, handsome.

- How you doing, Aunt Shirley?

- Oh, family blood does run deep.

- It sure does.

[laughter]

- Well, so what are y'all doing in my neck of the woods?

I thought y'all were upstate in New York with LC.

- Well, we were.

We wanted to be closer to Larry.

But I don't know if you know--

he's no longer in that facility.

- Yeah, I heard he escaped.

[nervous laughter]

- Yeah, well, that wasn't such a good place for him anyway.

And so since he's not there,

we have decided to visit New Orleans.

So here we are.

[laughter]

- Here you are. - Yeah. [chuckles]

- And since you're here, I'm sure you're starving

after all that traveling and everything.

Why don't y'all come inside and enjoy the buffet?

- Buffet?

Uh-uh.

My kids do not eat buffet.

- Oh.

- Now, if we go to the house,

I can whip up something for us real quick.

- [laughs] Now, here she go with this shit again,

like she the only cook in the world.

- [chuckles] And what exactly is that supposed to mean?

- Well, everybody knows that you are the best cook

this side of the Rio Grande, Nee Nee.

But you are not the only cook.

So either you want a job in the kitchen or y'all wanna eat.

- No, no, no, no.

Don't worry about Ma, Aunt Shirley.

We wanna eat.

And I'm sure it's gonna be good.

- Okay, good, good.

Yes, it's about to be good.

Hey, y'all remember my cousin Monique, on my daddy's side.

- Oh, hi.

- She'll show y'all to the buffet

and I'll be right behind you, okay?

- Okay.

- Just let me talk to my son for a minute.

- All right.

- [sighs]

- You must think I'm stupid.

Your ass went to New York, didn't you?

- Yes, ma'am, and I've, uh--

- No.

Get your ass in my office right now.

- Okay.

Hey, Antoinette.

- [sighs]

[siren wailing]

[suspenseful music]

? ?

- [exhales] No.

- We're good. - No.

- We're good, we're good. - No.

- Give me some. We got fucked.

- What's the problem?

- No. No.

- Whoa!

- No. No, no.

- What the hell is this? Hey!

Hey, man, this is the good shit.

- No.

I don't give a damn about this shit!

- Oh, man--

- I'm looking for something specific!

- This shit is working-- - I don't care!

Do I look like a fucking kid?

- Hey! Hey! - Shut up!

[screams] Where are the goddamn--

- All right, let's calm him down, okay?

- This isn't the shit!

This isn't the shit I wanted!

- Fuck.

Hey, are you okay?

- All right-- - Yes!

[laughs] There that shit is.

Yeah.

Oh, Nee Nee.

Nee Nee. - Dad, are you all right?

- I'm fine, son. - All right.

- I got my meds.

- God damn.

- I got my medicine.

- Shit, Holly, give me one--

- Give me one of them after. Just a--

- I'm gonna need--

- [muttering] Nee Nee.

Dennis, Nee Nee said I can't come home

unless I'm on my meds.

Those motherfuckers.

[laughs] Those motherfuckers.

Mm.

I'm coming home, baby. - This is what we broke in for?

- Oh, fuck yeah.

- Shit, I thought we was getting something to sell.

- Fuck what you thought.

Oh, fuck.

[laughs] Check and mate.

Baby.

Daddy's coming home, baby.

[indistinct chatter]

- [sniffing] Whew.

Damn!

God damn!

[whistles]

Probably some of the best shit I've ever seen.

[laughs]

- So how did you and Pierre meet?

- Back when I was visiting my sister for Mardi Gras,

that motherfucker was balling out of control.

I mean, thousands upon thousands upon thousands,

just everywhere.

- Uh-huh.

- He had all the money, the women,

the respect of everybody around him.

He told me he was the boss, and I believed him.

- No, he wasn't the boss.

Just the boss's annoying brother.

What was his ticket?

- 15 a key.

- Huh.

What if I take what we have here,

give you 13,500,

and order 35 more?

- Well, if my hands weren't tied behind my back,

I'd say, give me my fucking money.

- Hmm.

Saint,

untie my new business associate.

Someone pour him a drink so we can toast

to our new business arrangement.

- Hey, Ma. You wanted to see me?

[grunts]

- That's for going behind my back.

What in heaven and hell were you thinking?

Have you lost your damn mind?

- Listen, I was just doing what you was too proud to do.

- You damn right.

I am too proud to crawl to LC.

- I didn't crawl.

I flew.

Private, at that.

- You want something more than a slap?

You're being disrespectful.

I can't believe you betrayed me like that.

- Ma, come on.

I didn't betray you.

I love you.

I mean, what, you want me to go hide like some child?

Look, I'm a fighter.

I'm a Duncan, just like them and just like you.

I know you probably don't think being a Duncan means something,

but it do.

- Look, you don't know what this family is about.

It's not just about private jets and luxury cars.

It's a lifestyle built on drugs,

quick business, and violence.

- Mama, listen, I get it.

You don't want me involved with drugs, and I don't plan on it.

My life's ambition is to run this casino and this club

and leave it to your grandchildren.

But there's gonna be some times where I gotta fight.

And if I gotta bring everything in my arsenal,

whether it's my drug dealer cousin

from New York or my bounty hunter cousin from Waycross,

so be it.

'Cause I'm a Duncan, and we fight.

That's what we do.

- Don't you understand?

I was just trying to protect you.

- Well, it's too late.

I'm not a child no more.

I'm a grown-ass man,

and now it's my time to protect you.

[soft tense music]

- [sighs]

I guess you're right, but I'm gonna have to get used to that.

- You do.

So what are we doing about this Jean LeBlanc situation?

How did the funeral go?

- [sighs] That situation has been handled.

- How?

- Like you said,

sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do

to protect your family and your club.

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- [exhales]

- [sighs]

[phone ringing]

- Oh.

Hello?

- Hey, baby.

- [laughs]

Um, Larry Duncan, is that you?

- Hell yeah, it's me. The hell you think it is?

Oh, Nee Nee, I'm back, baby.

And I'm better than ever.

I'm on my meds now, and it's making me

think a whole lot clearer about who

and what's important to me in my life.

And its you and the kids, baby.

- Oh, that makes me so happy to hear you say that.

And you sound good too.

- Oh, I'm good.

You just wait till you see me.

I'm on my way to Waycross,

so you can start packing your bags

and get the hell out of LC's house.

- Uh, I'm not in New York anymore.

- What?

You're not?

- No.

- Where are you?

- Well, the kids and I came down to New Orleans.

- New Orleans?

What the hell are you doing in New Orleans?

- It--it's a long story.

You just, um, take care of your health,

and I'll be back in New York, then Waycross,

before you can miss me.

- [growls] Shit!

[sighs]

Okay, baby. [chuckles]

You know I love you, right?

- Yeah, I know you love me, and I love you more.

- You take care of yourself.

- Okay.

- Who was that, Ma? - [scoffs]

The way you all up in my business,

you would think you my man or something.

That was Aunt Chippy seeing if we landed all right.

- Everything all right, boss?

- [sighs]

Yeah.

Yeah, everything's just...

peachy keen.

What do y'all think about New Orleans?

- Uh-huh.

- Never been, but I've always wanted to go.

- Yeah, me too.

- Hell, you know how I feel about jazz and Creole cooking.

- Oh, yeah.

Louisiana, baby! - [laughs]

- Whoo!

- Just keep your goddamn eyes on the roads.

- Hey, hey, hey.

- Let's go.

- Next stop, New Orleans.

[upbeat music]

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[slot machines beeping]

- [chuckles] Mm.

That was great. That was really good.

[laughs]

- Hey, hey, hey, Shirley.

- What's up, Skunk? What can I do for you?

And don't ask me for another free voucher for the buffet,

'cause I do not have any more.

- I mean, that would be nice and everything,

but I got some serious shit I need

to talk to you, Big Shirley. Life or death shit.

You got a minute?

- No, I actually don't, but Floyd will take care of you.

- I can't talk to Floyd about this.

I need to talk to you about this.

It's life or death.

- Floyd handles all business affairs.

You'll be fine.

- No, no. - Floyd got you.

- Floyd--Floyd got him.

- Hey, man, you been talking to one of them

voodoo witches, haven't you?

One of them broads gave my boy a necklace like that,

he ain't have so much as a mosquito bite

the whole time he wore it.

- Word? - Yeah.

The problem is his dick won't get hard unless she say so.

[laughs] It's the price you get for playing with that voodoo.

- [mocking laughter] What do you want, Skunk?

- You heard Big Shirley.

You need to talk to me about some business that I have.

- Okay.

Give me your best 30-second elevator pitch.

Go. - 50,000.

[soft tense music]

- 15 seconds.

- I said 50,000.

- Mm.

Time's up. - No, no, no, Floyd. Fuck that.

You--you think this--this is life or death shit, man.

- Okay, let me show you how it's done.

There's a wild boar epidemic, okay?

Now, these wild boars are so vicious that they're

tearing up real estate and farmland.

They're like four-legged buzzsaws.

Now, I know some hillbillies out in the sticks

that capture them in a metal cage, okay?

Sometimes 10, 20 at a time.

Now, they're so vicious that they turn that

metal cage into splinters.

They've been known to kill a man.

I don't know what my sister sees

in a degenerate gambler like you,

but I would love to drop you in that cage.

That's a pitch.

- You know what? Fuck you, Floyd.

It's a good thing you got that chicken foot

around your neck for protection.

Disrespectful motherfucker.

All I wanted was $50,000 to keep my mouth shut,

but you just gave me 100,000 reasons to go see Jean LeBlanc.

- ? All I know is my mama ?

? All I know is my kin ?

- ? Burn the city down about them ?

? Gave the Lord my troubles ?

? God forgive me my sins ?

? But when it comes to my family ?

? Burn the city down about them ?

? Turn the lights out ?

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