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- I got somebody standing on the block watching me.

I think he's been following me.

- Good, that's my boy Frenchie.

Him and his partner Jimmy are gonna be shadowing us.

Alexander's not gonna fuck with them.

- So why am I here?

- Because you owe me.

You owe me big time.

- Malcolm is about to get Dad released.

- Maybe this will help.

- What's this?

- Just a token of my love and support.

- [sighs]

- Carolyn is in for the surprise of her life.

- ? Don't you dare say it's over ?

? Forever's starting right now ?

? ?

? Even though winter seems a lil' colder ?

? Better's starting right now ?

? Yeah, I promise you ?

? All that pushing, all that fighting ?

? All that running, all that climbing ?

? It won't be, won't be, won't be for nothing ?

- ? Give it to me, yeah ? - ? Turn the lights on ?

? ?

[laughter and chatter]

[R&B music]

? ?

- Hey, Bradshaw Development.

- You see this?

- Nah, that's not right.

- ? If I don't plan to be right there, girl ?

? When you need somebody, I'ma put the work in ?

- ? You ain't gotta do it yourself ?

? You ain't gotta do it yourself ?

? You ain't gotta do it yourself ?

- ? I know everybody tryna get it ?

? But they really gotta put the work in ?

- ? You ain't gotta do it yourself ?

? You ain't gotta do it yourself ?

? You ain't gotta do it yourself ?

- ? I don't expect to be all in your bed or on your body ?

? If I don't plan to be right there, girl ?

? When you need somebody, I'ma put the work in ?

- ? You ain't gotta do it yourself ?

[cell phone buzzing]

- ? I know everybody tryna get it ?

? But they really gotta put the work in ?

- ? You ain't gotta do it yourself ?

? You ain't gotta do it yourself ?

? You ain't gotta do it yourself ?

- ? I don't expect to be all in your bed or on your body ?

? If I don't plan to be right there, girl ?

? When you need somebody, I'ma put the work in ?

- ? You ain't gotta do it yourself ?

? You ain't gotta do it yourself ?

? You ain't gotta do it yourself ?

- ? We do shopping, we do Fendi, Gucci, Louis ?

? You got your own paper but I'm still gon' do it ?

? Stack your money, girl, I don't want you to lose it ?

[music fades out]

- Okay, will somebody please tell me what's going on?

I'm tired of all the secrets.

Please?

Dad?

- [sighs] You want to know what's going on, son?

Ask your grandmother.

[midtempo music]

? ?

[no audible dialogue]

? ?

- Syd.

Come on, baby, I'm tired of fighting.

I just want to talk. We've always been able to talk.

- Talk about wh--

Aw, baby, is that for me?

- [chuckling] Of course it's for you.

- [giggles]

Aww. So sweet.

- So I made you a little cheese eggs

and turkey sausage... - Mmm.

- Some grits and your favorite blueberry pancakes.

- You made it?

- Yeah. - I mean, the only thing

you know how to cook goes on the grill.

- Well, I mean, you know, I've been

trying to learn how to do a little something different.

- Aw, baby.

- But look.

Since--

since I didn't have a white flag,

I hoped a white rose would do.

- Mm. - I'm sorry...

[sighs] And I surrender.

[both chuckle]

I surrender.

- Oh, baby.

I love you too.

And I'm so sorry.

I was--I was probably overreacting.

- Well, I'm glad you said so.

[light laughter]

[loud crash]

- What was that?

[soft dramatic music]

? ?

- Grandma, what's going on?

[loud crash] - [gasps]

What the hell was that?

- Felt like an earthquake.

? ?

[single note sounds]

[loud crash]

- What was that?

- I don't know, but that can't be good.

[distant rumbling]

Oh, shit.

- What is it?

- Baby, you're not gonna believe this.

It's the McNeil house.

Come here. [piano sounds]

Look, they're tearing it down.

- Oh, my God.

both: Shit.

- All right, so instead of us trenching

out here where we normally would,

we're gonna bring this in a little bit.

So you need to take that baby right there,

and you can start bringing it right along here.

Dig it all. Clean this all out.

Go at least four feet, right?

Got gas, electric, and water going in there.

And then we're gonna bring it down this way.

- Yeah, man, I'm telling you.

That's a hell of a workout, bruh.

I'm digging that. I was actually quite impressed.

That left hand work you was doing is good.

Like I always say, if you want to chop down a tree,

take 'em to the body, whap, hit 'em with the left.

You feel me? - Mm-hmm.

- Yeah, so what's that-- [both chuckle]

What's that look about?

- Bobby taught me that move.

- You love some goddamn Bobby. - [laughing]

- Bobby this, Bobby that. I don't want to hear it, man.

Okay, well, I'll give you this though.

Two years ago, he did knock out Paul Jones

with that same left hand. So I'll give you that.

- Look, Pop, I know y'all don't see eye to eye,

but he's not that bad a dude.

I could learn a thing or two from him.

- I don't know, man. See, that's debatable to me.

See, I don't have a problem with Bobby the boxer,

Bobby the athlete, Bobby the trainer.

I have a problem with Bobby the businessman.

That's what I'm trying to get you to understand.

Him and Cornelius, they're sharks.

They see you, they see blood in the water.

- Look, I got some time to hang out with him,

and tell you the truth,

y'all got a lot more in common than you think.

- Shit, we ain't got nothing in common, bro.

[knock on door] Don't put my name

in the same sentence as his.

- [laughing] - Bobby "The Beast" Boyd, shit.

[mutters] Motherfucker, Bobby ain't got shit on me.

I'm King Kong in this bitch. Fuck you talking about?

- Hey, Pop, real estate lady,

Mrs. Chesterfield, here to see you.

- Hey, how are you?

- Good morning, Sergeant. - All right. Nice to see you.

By all means, have a seat.

So, uh, what's going on?

- [sighs] I guess I should just get to the point.

- Don't need the bullshit, by all means.

- Sergeant, the owner of the house

has sold the property.

- What? Are you fucking kidding me?

So--so who owns the house?

- I'm not sure, to be honest.

But I'm certain you'll be contacted.

- Yeah, this is--this is foul.

Look, now, he told us if he ever sold the place,

he would give us the first crack at it, so...

- He was made an offer way above market value.

And you have to understand, he's a businessman.

- Yeah, whoop-de-fucking-do about being a businessman.

So what, just me and my son-- we're just screwed?

Come on, Inez, be straight with me.

[tense music]

- It's a possibility.

- [mutters] Oh, come on. - Your lease expired

six months ago, and you've been living

month to month ever since.

Sergeant, I'm sorry.

- I mean, so what, that's it?

- Sergeant, I'm always here to help you find a new place.

But if you need more information,

you should contact your former landlord.

- Okay.

? ?

[mutters] This is some bullshit.

- Again, I'm sorry.

? ?

- I just fucking paid the damn rent.

Bullshit-ass.

I'ma find out who the hell own it.

- What's up, Pop? We gotta move?

- I don't know, son. I don't know.

I'm, uh, trying to figure all this out.

Gotta find out who was behind all of this.

- I can't believe him.

Why would he do that?

- 'Cause he's a mama's boy.

- [sighing] Oh, my God.

- I just can't believe he did this to us.

- Oh, come on, Martin, let-- let's just talk about this.

- Thank you, Vanessa, but I'm good, okay?

- Oh, you don't want to talk no more?

Judas?

- Malcolm.

- [sighs]

- [humming]

- [chuckles]

Looks like the drought is over.

Mm-hmm, look like somebody got some last night.

- Mm-hmm.

And if you must know, uh, it was this morning.

[laughs] - Mm. Ew.

- Oh, my God, it's just amazing how much good sex

and a good apology just changes your perspective on things.

- You know what? I wouldn't know.

- But didn't you hang out with Martin last night?

- I did. But we didn't have sex.

- [laughing]

Okay, I see you got jokes.

- [giggles] - I'll toast to that one.

[sultry music]

? ?

You wanna know something, Karrin?

- Hm?

- I love you.

- Martin, don't ruin this.

- [chuckles] I'm not. I'm not.

Look, I know you don't believe me,

but I really do love you, Karrin.

I'll tell you what, tomorrow,

I'ma show you better than I can tell you.

- Well, I don't want to wait till tomorrow.

I want to live in the moment.

And you know what, too? - What?

- This has been the most wonderful date

I've ever been on.

- Really? - Mm-hmm.

- Wow. - Yeah.

- Come here.

Come here.

? ?

- I had so much fun last night,

but tell me why Martin tried to convince me

that his mother was okay with us dating now?

- [scoffs] I wouldn't trust that woman

as far as I could throw her.

- [giggles] Touch�.

- So do you believe him?

- I want to believe him.

- Well, what about Bobby?

- What about him?

- Karrin, there's a delivery for you!

- What'd you order?

- Nothing. - Yes, you did.

Oh, my God. - Don't know why it's for me.

- What is...

What in the...

[smooth music]

- Bobby, what are you doing here?

- Baby, I came to, um--

I came to apologize.

Okay, I know--hey--

I--I know that I can be, like, a ass sometimes.

Right? But I want you to know

that I got nothing but love for you, baby.

You know that, right?

- You didn't have to do all this.

- Hold on one second. Fellas, y'all can go.

I appreciate you.

Thank you very much.

You spread it out between the fellas.

Appreciate y'all.

What was you about to say?

- You didn't have to do all this.

- No, I did.

I did, Karrin, 'cause, you know, I--I fucked up.

And I was wrong.

- Mm-hmm, you were dead wrong.

- Sydney, please. - I'm just saying.

- I was drunk. Look, I was drunk.

Okay, and that's, like-- that's not an excuse.

I just--you didn't deserve any of that.

Okay, and I gotta do better.

And--and I'm gonna do better.

I just--I need another chance.

- Now, why would I do that?

- Because you and I,

we make a good team, baby.

And I need you by my side.

Here.

? ?

- [scoffs]

[clears throat]

- Okay, yeah, what about Bianca?

- Mm-hmm.

- No, I want you to keep that,

okay, because I only need one woman wearing my chain,

and that's the one that's got my heart.

All right, and that's you.

You hear me?

So I want you go upstairs, I want you to pack your shit,

and then we're gonna go home, and we gonna make up.

And like, make up-make up, you know what I mean?

Okay? Go ahead.

Hurry up. - [clears throat]

- 'Cause I'm ready to go.

Go. Pack, pack, pack.

Let me get these flowers off y'all counter.

- Okay, guys, so that's it.

Get on it. You got that there.

You go take that one there.

And we'll catch you later. Thanks so much.

- Mr. Bradshaw.

- Yes, sir? - You got a moment?

- Always have time for law enforcement, sir.

- Yeah, bet you do. - What can I do for you?

- You sold my house.

- Uh, okay.

Uh, sorry, what's the address?

- 2215 Cherry Lane.

- Cherry Lane? - Oh, yeah.

- Yeah, that's right, I did sell that.

Yeah.

- So why did you do that?

You couldn't have told me? Given me a heads-up?

I was saving to buy the place.

- Well, first of all, I didn't know it was your house.

And second of all, a business associate

made an offer I couldn't refuse.

And you know what?

I had no use for that house anyway.

Didn't have beach rights.

- So you're telling me you sold my house

because it didn't have beach rights?

- Pop. - Let's take it easy, okay?

I didn't know.

I just sold it. That is what I do.

- Okay, so tell me who in the hell bought my house.

Do me that favor.

- You're gonna like this. - Yeah, I bet.

- Bobby Boyd. - Bob-Bobby "The Beast" Boyd?

- Bobby "The Beast," middleweight champion

of the world. - Bobby bought the house, man.

I told you! - [sighs]

- Bobby "The Beast" Boyd.

Fuck out of here, man. Come on!

- That's good.

Nice policeman behavior there. - [continues yelling]

- Yeah, that was good.

[exhales sharply]

[tense music]

? ?

- You know, I never have understood this yoga shit.

Too much ass in the air.

- Mr. Britton.

- You can kill that Britton shit.

Call me Moses.

You ain't a kid no more.

- Okay, Moses, what can I do for you?

- Well, the first thing is, is that you can give me back

the money that you stole from me.

- And what money would that be?

- [laughs]

You've been very busy, Everett,

real busy,

and I know all about it.

Kimberly has been keeping tabs on you.

- You know all about what?

I honestly have no idea what you're talking about.

- [chuckling] That makes sense, right?

I mean, his first instinct is to deny it, right?

- Yes, that would be your first instinct.

- Okay, look, let's cut to the chase.

Those guys, uh, from the Vineyard,

you know, with this little crypto scheme of yours?

Those are my people, Everett.

- Your people?

- Yes.

And that was my money that you stole.

Now, I know your father had to tell you before he died

that I am not the one to be fucking with.

He and I did some terrible things

that I'm not proud of...

And I will do again in a heartbeat.

Now, the only reason I'm gonna let you off the hook

and give you a pass is because you're his son.

- Look, Mr. Britton, I--I didn't know that you--

- Hey, look, it's not about what you know.

It's about what I know.

And I know that you have my money.

And I know that you're going to give it back to me now.

So give her the password to your crypto account.

[hip-hop music]

- I--I don't know it by heart.

I would have to-- - Look, motherfucker!

? ?

Give me the goddamn password!

Otherwise, I will make a phone call,

and I'll call my Italian friends,

and they will come here and fuck you up!

Now give her the fucking password.

Better yet, log into your account.

? ?

[keyboard clacking]

- He's in.

- How much is in there?

- Almost $30 million.

- Move 25 into my account

and leave his ass five.

- Mr. Britton, you--

- The five is a loan at 20% interest.

Got a problem with that?

? ?

- No, sir.

- ? Either way, you gonna lose ?

? And when you paying your dues, ain't no ?

? Ain't no love, ain't no loyalty ?

? Ain't no love, ain't no loyalty ?

? Ain't no love, ain't no loyalty ?

? Ain't no love, ain't no ?

? Ain't no love, ain't no loyalty ?

? Ain't no love, ain't no loyalty ?

? Ain't no love, ain't no loyalty ?

[cell phone buzzing]

- Hey.

Alexander again?

- Actually, uh,

that time it was his son Aries.

- Well, I'm scared, Anthony.

I mean, if they're as dangerous as you said they are,

then I don't-- - Hey.

It's gonna be okay.

Come here.

All right, you seen the guy hanging around us?

That's the guy that Mike hired to look after us.

Okay?

He's a bouncer at a strip club run by the mob.

And I don't think Alexander Cora's gonna

mess with him--

or us.

- [sighs]

- We're protected.

- As long as you're sure.

- I am.

I'm just happy that you and I made up

and worked through our issues.

- Me too.

- Yeah?

- [groans]

I've got to get to this meeting.

- [chuckles] Yeah, okay.

Yep. - I'll see you later.

- Okay.

Hope sooner than later.

- Ugh. Don't do that.

- [chuckling]

[soft dramatic music]

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[indistinct speech]

- Thank you all for coming on such a short notice.

As you know, with today's teardown of the McNeil's home,

our life here at the Black Hamptons

is being threatened in a way

most of us could have never imagined.

- Yeah, and the situation is getting worse by the hour.

- My question is, what are we as a community

gonna do about Eli Bradshaw and his cronies?

- Jeffrey, you're the attorney for the HOA.

I mean, can't you file a injunction,

a--a motion or something?

- What kind of injunction would you like me to file, Carolyn?

The man hasn't done anything illegal.

- He just tore down a house that has been in this community

for 60 years, Jeffrey.

And did you see the picture

of that monstrosity that he's planning to put up?

- Well, he filed the proper permits.

- I don't give a damn what he has.

It's your job to find a-- a violation, a loophole.

Hell, find something.

- If there is one, you better find it quick.

Tyler and I went to the town hall.

Bradshaw Development LLC has filed demolition permits

and plans for 6,000-square foot homes

on all four of his properties.

[indistinct chattering] - 6,000 square feet?

That's twice the size of my home.

- Yeah, somebody's gotta do something.

- We're trying, Mrs. Johnson.

Tyler and I went through the charter

with a fine-tooth comb

to find maybe a bylaw he's breaking.

But we came up with nothing.

- Jeffrey, can't we create a new bylaw stating

that only Blacks are allowed to buy in our community?

- Uh, sure, if you want to spend the next 20 years

in court fighting reverse discrimination lawsuits.

What you're suggesting, Martin, is actually against the law.

- True, but maybe we can state that a certain percentage

of the homeowners have to be Black.

- Well, that would make sense if 95% of the homes

weren't already owned by African Americans.

And again, we're just setting ourselves up for a big lawsuit.

Listen, we are going to have to find a way

to buy all these homes before Eli Bradshaw does.

From a legal standpoint, that is our only option.

- Wait, so what are you saying?

That if we don't hurry up and do something now

that Bradshaw could end up pricing us all out someday?

- That is a possibility. Legally, we don't have

many other options.

- Jeffrey, I really don't want to hear that.

- For once, I agree with her.

There has to be a way to save the Black Hamptons

for future generations.

- There is.

But we're gonna have to pool our resources.

Each homeowner needs to chip in

and buy threatened homes until we can find suitable buyers.

- Leslie, I--I mean, come on.

You know we can't even get half the people outside this room

to pay their dues, right?

So do we really expect that they're going

to chip in to buy something else?

- Then we work with the ones that will.

Perhaps we could form our own LLC.

- Malcolm's right.

If we come together as a community,

it will definitely make things way more difficult for Eli.

- Amen to that.

- But not for long.

All right, to fight Eli Bradshaw properly,

we need a war chest of $50 million

and to be willing to take a substantial loss

for at least ten years at inflated rates.

Now, I am not so sure

that you can get your board to do that, Carolyn.

- For everybody else, it's not the same.

- That's true.

- Appreciation for us is irrelevant.

We're not--we're not looking to sell no time soon.

- No, we're not going to sell.

- Is that it?

You're just gonna give up?

No one's gonna do anything?

No one? - Tyler,

we're trying to figure out exactly what to do.

These things take time.

- Time. - We give him any more time,

and he'll buy up half the Black Hamptons.

- Perhaps, but in the meantime, we're gonna talk

to the neighbors Eli has made offers to and see if they--

- What?

Reverend Chauncey, we have to do something now.

We don't have time to go door-to-door

telling people to turn down his offers.

He's playing a dirty game, and if we don't act quick,

we're gonna lose, all of us.

- Tyler's right.

- Well, I know it seems like nothing is being done.

But this isn't the first dirty game we've played, son.

- Yeah, that's my point exactly.

This is the same thing that happened

in Harlem, Brooklyn, SoHo.

Do you know how much a loft is going for in Dumbo these days?

- I do. And I know what you're saying.

But we have to have a strategy in place.

That's how we've always done it,

and that's why the civil rights movement was successful.

- "Was" is the operative word.

Right now we're in the midst of a fight for our rights.

I'm not just gonna stand around and do nothing.

I'll leave that up to y'all.

Come on, Gabby. Let's go.

Catch you later, Rev.

[tense music]

- He makes a point.

- That was a waste of time.

- Who are you telling?

? ?

- I don't know how that went.

- Jeffrey, you better fix this.

- Finally something we can agree on.

Carolyn, I haven't always been a lawyer.

I'm gonna get us some answers.

I'll call you.

? ?

- Come on, son.

[car engine turns over]

- Try again, try again. - Okay.

- Try again. - Mm-hmm.

- Whoo! - Okay. Put some air on that.

- Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo! - That ain't bad.

That ain't bad. - Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

- But I'm still about to take all y'all money.

Y'all don't stand a chance, man.

I got my good luck charm with me, man.

Y'all in trouble, today. Ain't that right, baby?

- You ain't never lie, Daddy. - [groans]

- Hey, step back, step back. I don't want--I don't--

I don't wanna hurt you, baby. I don't wanna hurt you.

I'ma show you, baby. - Okay.

- Dog, watch me work.

- Okay! - Ooh.

- Boy, I was born to play this game, man.

- Oh. - I'ma fuck around,

start playing golf after I finish boxing.

- Man. - Deadass.

You see that, baby? - Yeah.

- You see that shit? - Yo, Bobby.

- Ooh, drop-- - You got company, man.

- Oh. - Hey! What's up, Pete?

I didn't know you coming by.

Man, you look like your ex might be smashing

one of them Britton boys again, man.

You all right? [muffled laughter]

Y'all stop laughing.

That ain't funny. That ain't funny.

You good though? For real.

- I mean, considering that you bought the house

that me and my pops live in, am I all right?

- Oh, you good, my boy.

Matter of fact, you better than good.

Ain't he, Cornelius? - Oh, yeah.

- Well, shit, I sure don't feel good.

I feel like you shit on me. - You feel like I sh--

that's because I know what you don't know, Pete.

- And what's that? That you ain't shit?

- Oh. - Who--who you talking to?

Who he talking to, Cornelius?

- Hey, he sound like he talking to your ass.

- No, I know he ain't talking to me like that.

I'll mess around and beat the brakes off your ass

and show you why I'm the motherfucking

middleweight champion of the world.

So I know he ain't talking to me like that.

- Mm-mm.

- Why'd you buy my house, Bobby?

- A'ight, first of all, let's take some of this

goddamn bass out your voice when you talking to me.

Second of all, man, what I do with my money is my business.

I ain't got to tell you or your daddy shit.

And truth be told-- this is the best part--

I was gonna let y'all have the little house,

but you went ghost on me.

- Oh, my God, that is so sweet.

- Thank you, baby.

People don't know how to be grateful.

Shit.

- I look dumb to you?

You weren't finna give me shit.

- Oh, so now you gonna call me a liar?

You gonna come out here and c--

hey, you got the paperwork, Cornelius?

- You know I got it.

- Yeah, break out that paperwork.

- Here you go, young buck. - Yeah.

- In black and white. - Check that out.

- Section six, paragraph three.

- Mm-hmm. - Check it out yourself.

Nobody gotta lie to you.

- Shit. - What you say?

What'd you say? "Oh, shit"?

Yeah, "oh, shit" is right, man.

Let me ask you a question. You remember when you told me

that you and your pops was a team?

You remember that?

You remember that? - Yeah.

- That shit moved me, man,

Because you know what it showed me?

It showed me that all you truly care about

was taking care of your father, man,

and making him proud, dude.

And I respect that.

Here at BTB, man, hey,

we ain't no different than y'all.

We just like a family, man.

We ain't trying to make shit harder for our people.

We trying to make shit better.

So yeah, man, I figured as a part of your deal,

you giving your daddy the deed to that house, man,

I figured that would be big for you.

I'm sorry.

[midtempo music]

- You're serious?

- Deadass serious, man.

You family, Pete.

BTB family, baby. - [mouthing words]

- Look, I'm sorry I just went off and bought your house.

You know, shit, I'm impulsive like that, man.

I wanted it to be a surprise. You understand that, right?

- Yeah, I do.

- So what you gonna do, young buck?

You gonna be part of BTB

so you can take care of your family or what?

Huh?

I mean, the deed to your house is right there.

- Mm.

- All you gotta do is sign.

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- All right, now, look,

I know all y'all want to get to the partying and all.

And we gonna get there, but first,

we need to handle some business.

Tyler.

- I know my sister and I haven't been

coming out here as long as a lot of you have,

but y'all have shown us crazy love--

the whole community has.

[soft dramatic music]

And I'm here to tell you that the Black Hamptons

is under attack.

- Wait, Ty, under attack by who?

- That white guy, Eli Bradshaw,

who's been running around here like he owns the place.

- [sighs] My dad can't stand him.

- And for good reason.

He's trying to destroy everything

our families have built.

- What exactly is going on?

- Eli Bradshaw's company is buying up

all the property for sale and claiming that he's just

"diversifying" the neighborhood.

But really, he's inflating the prices

so Black families can't afford to live here any longer.

[all grumbling]

- Yeah, and we cannot let gentrification happen.

- We have to stop this or else there'll be

no Black Hamptons for us or our kids.

- Yeah, and when he says "we,"

he means each and every person here tonight.

- I mean, my great-great-grandfather

basically built the houses that we live in, y'all.

And my grandfather was born in the one we live in right now.

- Which is why we have to keep the Black Hamptons Black.

- I hate to sound difficult, but aren't our parents

and the powers that be already handling this?

I mean, my dad just went to a meeting about this earlier.

- Listen, I went to that same meeting,

and I'm here to tell you they ain't doing shit,

just a bunch of talking.

- Yeah, but we ain't them.

No movement ever would have gotten off the ground

if it wasn't for young people like us.

We can't just wait around and wait for something to happen.

We got power, and we gotta use it.

Come on, Tyler, let 'em know.

- A'ight, so here's the plan.

We gotta hit Eli Bradshaw where it hurts the most,

his pockets.

[all agreeing]

- Yes, sir.

[tense music]

? ?

- What's up, partner? - What's happening?

- So listen, man, what's--

what's so important we couldn't talk about this on the phone?

- Man, shit is starting to get ridiculous.

Alexander is steady blowing me up.

- Oh, well, that's no surprise actually,

'cause Aries' been blowing me up all night.

- Damn.

You think we should hire two more guys?

- I don't know, maybe so, man, 'cause, you know,

typically when I come out of the house,

Frenchie's right there, but he's nowhere to be found.

- Man, what are you talking about?

- Listen, man, trust me.

I get in the car, I'm driving down the road.

I can look in the rearview mirror.

Frenchie's behind me somewhere.

But today, nowhere to be found.

- You know, he's probably somewhere you can't see him.

Do you know what? Let me give him a call.

Hey, yo, Frenchie.

Where you at, man? Give me a call.

Man, he not answering.

Let me call Jimmy.

[sighs]

Yo, Jimmy, this is Mike.

Hit me up, man, as soon as you get this message.

Man.

- What the hell's going on? - Man, shit, I don't know,

but I'm starting to get scared as shit.

[cell phone buzzing]

- Where the hell are these guys, man?

What, that's my phone? - Yeah.

[buzzing continues]

Bruh, with everything that's going on,

I think you need to answer that.

? ?

- Bro, what do I say?

- Say whatever you have to so we don't get killed, shit.

- Hello?

- Anthony.

This is Aries Cora.

You, Michael, warehouse tonight, 8:00 p.m.

Don't fuck with me, Anthony.

- Ah, man.

- Here you go.

Can I get you anything else, Mrs. Britton?

- No, Tania.

This will be fine, thank you. - Yes, ma'am.

I'll be right over there in case you need me.

[midtempo music]

? ?

- [gasps]

- Have you been waiting long?

- Not at all.

Oh, look at you. [light laughter]

- Oh, it's so good to see you.

- Oh, and you as well, Moses.

- You look so beautiful.

- Thank you. Wow, you look--you look great.

Gosh, wow, have a seat.

- Thank you.

- Oh, my God, I'm--I--

um, I'm so glad that--

that everything worked out for you.

- Oh, I am too, thanks to you.

I was really surprised when they told me

that you were the one that supplied

the funds for my release.

I couldn't believe it.

- Half the funds. I can't take all the credit.

[laughter]

- Well, listen, I used to tell Carolyn

all the time how fantastic you were--

I mean, in spite of the differences that you guys had.

And I'm so glad that you reconnected with my son

with Carolyn's approval.

- [clears throat] Moses--

- Ah.

Call me Dad, 'cause that's what you used to call me.

- Okay.

Dad, um, I just--

I just needed you to understand that me aiding you

has nothing to do with you or my, uh,

complicated relationship with Carolyn.

- It didn't?

Now see, I would have bet money that you did this out of spite.

[laughter]

- No, no.

I did it for Malcolm.

- Oh. - Yeah.

His love for you is as strong as the love I have for him.

- Now, that is admirable.

Much respect and my-- my gratitude.

And I want you to know this, I will never forget this, okay?

So let's catch up.

- [chuckling] Oh, yeah. - Okay?

There's a lot of little things that I want to be filled in on.

- What is it that you would like to know, Moses?

I mean, Dad.

- I want to know everything. - Mm-hmm.

- You've involved yourself in quite a few things,

and I want to know the why, the how,

and most importantly, the price.

- Oh, well, now you're talking my language.

- I knew that I would. [laughter]

Uh, excuse me, can I get a tea, please?

- Yes, coming right up. - Thank you.

And with some honey. - Yes.

- Oh, yeah, you still like honey, huh?

- Ah, you know I like my honey.

- Always have. - Always will.

[crickets chirping]

[car doors opening and closing]

- All right, come on, y'all. We here.

- All right, Gabby, so stay here, keep look out,

and make sure nobody comes, okay?

- What? I want to help.

- No! Stay right here, a'ight?

We'll be back in five minutes.

Okay, so first,

we're gonna start with the truck in the middle.

- Uh-huh. - A'ight, cool.

You got the sugar and everything?

- Oh, yeah, you know that. - Bet.

You ready? - Am I ready?

You know I stay ready. Come on, man.

- Wait-- - A'ight, hold the fence.

- Ty.

- Whoo. - Come on, come on, man.

Hurry up.

[exciting music]

Hurry up, hurry up.

- [whispers urgently] Hurry up.

- [laughs]

- I'm too pretty for this.

- Let's go to that one, that one.

? ?

How do you even know sugar in the tank's gonna work?

- [chuckles] My grandfather used to tell us stories

about this kind of stuff.

It's basic chemistry.

Come on. - Okay.

- That's it. Come on. Grab this, grab this.

? ?

- Get the drink. Get the drink.

Hurry up!

Leave no evidence.

- Here. Here, here, here.

It's leaking. It's leaking. - [squeals]

- Hey, hold the fence, bro.

- Got you. Got you.

- God damn, you're heavy. - Whoo!

- Grab the fence.

- [laughs]

So what's next?

- Protest.

- Protest.

- Let's go.

[music distorts and stops]

[dog barking distantly]

- Ah, gentlemen.

Right on time.

- [clears throat] Mr. Cora, how did you get in here--

- It doesn't matter how I got in here.

We here.

And I think you know why.

- The phones.

- Oh, we were just as surprised as you were

to learn that the phones were in Jamaica.

- [laughs] Were you now?

I seriously doubt that.

Uh, tell me, just for the record,

were you also surprised

when you found out that they didn't work?

- Of course. I mean, it's one thing

to steal all of those phones

and ship them to Jamaica overnight.

But it's another thing to remove all of the tech

so they don't work.

- [chuckling] These criminals, you know,

they're just getting crazier and crazier.

I mean, it was bad for Sydney Tech.

- Real bad.

- Oh, is that right?

- You know, gentlemen, when I first met you,

I thought you were two of the smartest men I'd ever met,

which is why I didn't hesitate to invest in this venture.

But I never imagined

that you'd be dumb enough to insult my intelligence.

- So dumb.

- Whoa, whoa, we would never do that.

- Yes, you would.

Because I know who stole the phones.

And they did not remove any technology.

- What the hell?

I mean, you know who stole the phones?

- Well, well, who the hell did it?

- I did.

- Lights.

[lighting fixtures clunk]

- Youstole our phones?

- Well, you know, technically,

you can't steal that which already belongs to you,

and those phones belong to me.

And the two of you tried to play me.

Big mistake.

And do not be upset with them.

After all, we are paying them five times

what you were paying them.

- Frenchie, you two-faced bastard.

- Ooh, name-calling.

- Alexander.

- What the-- - Tell them to put

those damn things away.

It's not necessary.

[dramatic hip-hop music]

- What the hell are you doing here?

- I'm here to see Mr. Johnson.

- Well as you can see,

Mr. Johnson is in a very important meeting.

- Tell them to put the fucking guns away now.

? ?

Now this little meeting y'all got going on is over with.

You and your son should leave.

- Me and my son are not done yet.

And shouldn't your ass be in jail somewhere?

- I'm a free man.

Totally exonerated.

- How the hell did that happen?

- [chuckles]

You gotta know people in high places.

- Mm-hmm.

- And who the hell is this?

- Come on now, Alexander.

Don't act like you don't know who I am.

We have quite a few mutual friends.

In fact, I was speaking to someone earlier,

and, uh, your name came up.

- Who would that be, Sims?

- [chuckles] And here I was thinking

that you didn't even know the man.

- Oh, he's very familiar with me.

In fact, he's very familiar with LC Duncan.

Aren't you, Alexander?

He sends his regards.

- Having said that,

time for you to go.

- Let's go, son. - But, Dad, the phones.

- Never mind the damn phones, all right?

Damn things don't work anyway.

One more thing before I leave.

This partnership is over.

And I want every cent that I've invested in this company

wired back into my account by morning.

? ?

Every damn cent.

- ? 40 on me, I ain't talkin' 'bout a fight ?

? Better tell 'em who I'm is ?

? Who I'm is, who I'm is ?

? ?

- Anthony Johnson.

Moses Britton.

Pleased to meet you.

My daughter-in-law tells me that I owe you one

for assisting in my release.

- ? Who I'm is, who I'm is ?

? You better tell 'em who I'm is ?

- ? Turn the lights on ?

? ?

- ? Don't you dare say it's over ?

? Forever's starting right now ?

? ?

? Even though winter seems a lil' colder ?

? Better's starting right now ?

? Yeah, I promise you ?

? All that pushing, all that fighting ?

? All that running, all that climbing ?

? It won't be, won't be, won't be for nothing ?

? Give it to me, yeah ? - ? Turn the lights on ?

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