Original subtitles

[Man One] A trick going to be a trick,

that's supposed to be expected,

but a man disrespecting a woman?

That should never be, nigga.

You ain't thinking straight.

Think, if you shoot me,

they fry your ass

But if I shoot you, nigga,

I might even get a fucking promotion outta this shit.

Then we'll see.

And that, Nicky

is how you kill two birds with one stone.

You hungry?

Ah.

I could eat.

Me too, let's shoot over to

Fat Sal's joint and grab a bite.

(tense music)

Oh, you motherfuckers wanna play?

We're going to play.

You heard that noise?

What noise?

[Housekeeper] Was that gunshots I heard?

I heard I'm calling the cops.

Nah, you ain't gotta call the police.

Get the guy in the 212.

[Housekeeper] What?

He need your help.

(tense music)

(gunshot blasting)

(dramatic music)

[Kimaya] Mike!

[Mike] What's good?

- [Friend] Uh-oh, party over!

That gave thing up.

[Mike] Hey, you got any burgers done?

Nigga's starving.

Just gimme a few more minutes.

Matter of fact, I know you.

Let him grab one of them buns.

I know you like yours halfway alive.

Man.

It's called medium, man.

I mean, I like my burgers burnt,

but not everything else.

Where you coming from?

Shit,

the barbershop, man.

Hey, I was getting a little shape up.

Okay.

Hey!

But you'll never guess what I heard, man.

What?

I heard that Slick didn't die that night at the motel.

Man, you crazy.

You need to stop listening to them

people you be listening to, man.

I mean, I know the nigga had money,

but not enough to fake his death.

I mean, but who said he died?

What?

I mean, there wasn't no funeral.

Think about it.

Then why would he come back after all this time?

For what?

[Cassie] Tony?

What?

- Brittany wants me to come stay night and watch movies.

Can she, dad? Please?

Come on.

No, no,

no, not tonight.

Tomorrow night.

[Brittany] Yes, okay!

Cute.

Listen, bro.

I thought you should know,

so I just wanted you to know, man.

[Kimaya] Know what?

Nothing.

Nothing for you to be worried about.

Worried about what?

Nothing.

Words going around Slick didn't die that night.

He's still alive.

What?

Is that true?

Is that even possible?

Well, even if it was true,

why would he come back after all this time?

For what?

So we got nothing to worry about.

We gonna enjoy our night, enjoy this good food,

and have a good time, okay?

Forget him, okay?

Okay.

Yo, burger's ready.

Hot dogs and links, let's get it.

Come on!

[Mike] I know y'all hungry.

(upbeat music)

(suspenseful music)

So what's the play?

We've been sitting on the bench way too long.

[Dillinger] Put me in the game, coach.

I need y'all to go take care of that girl at the hotel.

That bitch tried to play me.

She gotta go.

See, that's what the fuck you get for

downgrading to that bitch in the first place.

Sapphire.

Stay focused.

I'm just saying.

You lay down with dogs and wake up with fleas.

So where you going with this?

Back to a year ago with us?

You leaving me was a big mistake.

And if you wouldn't have never called me and needed my help,

you probably would've never seen me again.

But it's okay.

I'll clean up your mess like I always do.

(eerie music)

Oh, shit!

Slick sends his regards.

(gunshot blasting)

So now I gotta figure out,

I get this $75,000 that Tony owes me

and go to war with these Italians.

But we gotta have that bread though.

But I've been on the low, so I ain't got nothing coming in.

I think I may have a way to get to Tony.

What you mean?

I knew this day was coming sooner or later,

and I've been keeping tabs.

Well, make it happen then.

[Sapphire] You bet.

(tense music)

Are you good?

I'm cool.

You sure?

Yeah, I'm good.

Look.

I know you used to fuck with Slick.

This is his job, like any other job.

Can't make it personal, it's just business.

Feel me?

(Tasha giggling)

Oh, you okay?

I'm good, I'm thinking...

Sound it, baby.

[Date] Alright.

We're at my car almost.

Oh!

You okay, baby?

I'm good, baby.

All right now.

I'm good baby, I'm good.

All right now, take your time.

I'm good.

You feel me?

Shit!

(tense music)

What up, Tasha?

Sapphire, what you doing here?

I got a message from Slick.

Oh yeah.

He not dead.

And he knows exactly what the fuck you did to him.

Tasha, who's this?

Let's get outta here.

Hey, you ever had a piece of ass worth dying for?

[Date] Nope.

Neither have I.

Get the fuck out of here.

Please, I swear to God I didn't do it.

I swear to God, please.

We ain't got no beef, please.

Bitch, stop lying.

And let's be very clear.

Even though I don't like you because you was fucking Slick,

this ain't personal.

It's just business.

(gunshot blasting)

I'm getting the next one, yo.

Shit, you can go get that nigga.

Man, he had a wedding ring on.

He ain't telling nobody,

(Sapphire laughing)

Man, let's get the fuck outta here.

(emotional music)

You're not worried about Slick at all?

No.

You shouldn't be either.

What about Brittany.

You don't think this affects her?

It doesn't.

Slick's not coming back.

It's been years.

Relax.

Get some rest.

Rest!

Yes.

(birds chirping)

(bell ringing)

(train horn beeping)

Are those are your friends from school?

Oh, you're gonna go play?

Okay, wait,

just stay in this area, okay?

Now go have fun.

(children cheering and laughing)

Okay.

You're it!

I'm okay.

Back to you.

Tag, you're it.

(tense music)

Aw, so cute!

Isn't she pretty?

Her name is Dior.

[Brittany] That's a pretty name.

Thank you.

What's your name?

[Brittany] My name's Brittany.

You have a pretty name also.

[Brittany] Thank you.

Brittany?

Brittany!

Hey, sweetie.

Have you seen Brittany?

Yeah, she's over there.

Thank you.

You know, I have a niece about your age,

and you know, we make custom dolls together all the time.

That's so cool.

Would you like to come make some with us?

Sure!

Okay.

[Kimaya] Brittany?

Oh, I think that's my mom.

I have to go.

Well, you know I have more of those in my car?

Would you like to see one?

It's just right there.

[Brittany] Sure.

Let me check and make sure my keys are in here,

Keys are a yes, are you ready?

Alright.

(eerie music)

Oh my gosh, Brittany,

What did I tell you about talking to strangers.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I was just showing

her my custom dogs that I made.

I'm sorry, I didn't,

I didn't mean to snap.

It's just Brittany knows she's not

allowed to talk to strangers, right?

Well, maybe next time,

Brittany, okay?

(tense music)

[Kimaya] Brittany, wake up.

We're home.

Come on, baby girl.

(suspenseful music)

So how was your day?

It was good.

Yeah?

How about you, Mom?

How was your day?

Hmm.

It was good until Brittany scared me half to death.

What'd she do?

She almost walked away from the park with a stranger.

What?

No, no,

it's fine.

We had a talk about talking or going

places with strangers, right?

Yeah.

Hey, you can't do that,

okay?

Yeah, I know.

[Tony] Where was this at?

Mm, the park after school.

Some lady wanted Brittany to look at her dolls,

like some custom dolls or something, I don't know.

Never do that again, alright?

[Brittany] Okay, I'm sorry.

It's okay, baby.

I just don't want anything to happen to you.

We don't want anything to happen to you.

We love you.

Love you too.

You know what time it is, right?

Nap time.

Alright, get to it,

Alright, time for a nap.

Okay.

Sleep tight, ladybug.

Love you.

Love you too.

Oh, this is nice.

Yeah.

We needed this.

I love it out here.

Yeah, we got lucky with this place.

I'm telling you.

Not so lucky with these mosquitoes.

I'm pretty sure I already got bit.

Did you hear that?

(tense music)

What's that?

Brittany?

Brittany?

Brittany, Brittany!

Brittany?

No, no,

No, no,

no, no,

wait, wait!

(tense music)

Did you get her?

[Tony] No.

We have to call the police.

[Tony] I don't think that's a good idea, Kimaya.

What?

[Tony] Kimaya, usually when somebody kidnaps a kid,

it's for a ransom, they want money.

Why would someone kidnap Brittany for a ransom?

We're not rich!

[Tony] That somebody's Slick.

If he's still alive, he probably

wants the $75,000 I owe him.

So this is your fault.

[Tony] Look, let's just not blame each other right now.

Oh, you can't blame me?

[Tony] I'm not blaming you!

Let's work together and get our baby back.

(phone buzzing)

Hello?

[Brittany] Daddy!

Baby, Brittany!

Is that her?

Who is this?

[Sapphire] Pay that money and you

can get your daughter back.

Look, I know this is Slick.

Tell Slick I got the $75,000 I owe him,

but if he touches my baby,

I kill him and everybody he loves!

[Sapphire] You real tough over the phone.

But lets be very clear.

We not into hurting kids.

Just get us that $100,000.

$100,000?

I owe him 75, where did you get 100?

[Sapphire] Plus interest, nigga.

We'll be in touch.

Okay, listen.

Hello?

Hello?

Who was it.

Shit!

What, who was that?

Is was a woman.

A woman?

It's probably the lady from the park.

Oh my God.

But how did you know where we live?

I dunno.

Oh my gosh.

Kimaya.

Kimaya, Kimaya!

Okay.

This is, it's a doll.

Brittany came back from the park with it.

I don't know.

(suspenseful music)

What, what,

what, what is that?

It's an air tag.

What's an air tag?

It's a tracking device.

They tracked you to the house.

Tony?

Look at me, look.

I want you to track down everyone involved.

Make them suffer.

(emotional music)

Tony?

Hey baby!

Hey, I got some chili over here for you.

Tony.

Tony?

Tony, what's going on baby?

You're looking down.

What's going on, baby?

Talk to me, baby.

You got me a little scared.

He took her.

[Juanita] What?

He took Brittany.

Who took Brittany?

What happened, Jesus?

Oh Jesus, who?

Jesus.

Did you call the police?

I can't call the police.

Mom, I can't call the police.

They gonna kill her!

Tony, what are we gonna do?

What are we gonna do?

Get my baby

Tony!

I gotta get my baby...

Tony, look at me.

You don't do nothing stupid and you end up back in jail.

This family has...

Mom, I gotta go!

I gotta go!

This family has been through enough, please.

What happened to Brittany?

What happened to Brittany?

Please, Jesus.

You told me this wasn't gonna happen again!

Tony, you promised.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Doesn't look like you're fine.

What's wrong?

[Cassie] Nothing.

Don't look like nothing, baby sis.

Come on, talk to me.

Talk to big bro, what's up?

Okay, don't tell mom and dad I told you,

but we're gonna lose the house, Tony.

What?

Mom and dad don't know that I know,

but I overheard them talking a few days ago,

and mom's job just isn't paying

enough to cover the mortgage.

I mean, they said they've been backed up for months.

For months?

Yeah, months.

I mean, I'm scared,

Tony, I don't want to move.

I grew up in that house.

Hey, hey,

hey, hey.

Don't worry, sis.

The house isn't going anywhere.

Everything will be fine, even if

that means I got to pitch in.

We got it.

Come on, Cass.

When have I ever,

ever let you down, huh?

Hey

Okay.

Yeah, now go to school,

enjoy your day, and focus on just being a kid.

And smile!

It's too nice outside for you to be crying, okay?

I love you, bro.

I love you too.

See you later, alligator.

[Cassie] Talk to you later.

You're supposed to say,

in a while, crocodile!

After a while, crocodile.

(Tony laughing)

(Juanita sobbing)

We have to get her back, Mom.

We're gonna get her back.

We're gonna get back her back.

We're gonna get back her back.

We're gonna get back her back.

We're gonna get back her back.

I miss her, I know.

[Mike] Man, you know I'm good for real.

[Friend One] You got half, let's go.

No, no,

we ain't putting half down, bro.

[Friend] No, I'm putting half,

he putting half, what you mean?

Bro, I ain't gonna talk about a hundred,

but okay.

[Mike] Look, how many you got?

I got like three, four?

[Friend Two] Three, we're going eight.

All right.

[Friend Two] Let's go, six.

[Friend One] All right, sure.

[Friend Two] All right, my partner.

Go ahead, go ahead,

partner.

[Tony] Mike!

Man, I can't even get started over here.

Y'all give me a minute.

[Friend Two] Well, you know what,

I'm gonna take my 50 off the table instead.

[Mike] Tony, what's good?

[Tony] He's come back.

I'ma do this.

- [Mike] Yo, Tony-

[Tony] I gotta do it, I'm just gonna fucking do it.

[Mike] You good?

What's good?

Bro!

What's going on?

They took her, Mike!

They took my baby, Mike.

No, start from the beginning.

Who took her?

Slick.

Shit.

I don't know what to do, Mike.

(emotional music)

I don't know what to do, man.

What happened, man?

What happened?

I don't know.

Kimaya took Brittany to the park,

and she said some lady walked up on her,

but it wasn't Tasha.

Well, we knew that.

What?

I guess you ain't heard about it, huh?

Heard what?

She died two days ago outside the bar?

Yes, I know.

- [Tony] What, that don't-

Yes.

[Tony] Don't make sense.

I don't know, but I don't believe in coincidence.

Neither do I.

Neither do I, my nigga.

Mike,

I'm scared, man.

I want my baby back, Mike.

I gotta get her back.

For sure, we gonna get her back.

But you gotta be honest with me.

How much you owe?

How much I owe?

Yes!

Slick?

How much I owe?

I owe him nothing!

I'm the one that-

Shut up, bro!

You're so worried about that shit,

bro, this shit is street.

We from the streets, right?

Fuck.

No man, I'm just saying.

You took the pack.

It's your responsibility.

You owe it to the streets.

[Tony] I'm sorry.

No, look.

Look man, look.

I mean this.

You my brother, Brittany's my goddaughter.

Right, right?

(sobs) They took my baby, Mike.

I'm with you.

Come here, I'm with you.

You hear me?

[Tony] Yeah.

I'm with you.

I gotta get her back, man.

By any means.

Nigga, I'm with you.

We gonna get her back.

We gotta get some guns.

I know the guy, too.

Let's go get that shit.

(tense music)

We got the girl.

Did you reach out to Tony?

Yeah, we let him know we got his daughter.

But I don't think we should stop there though.

What you got in mind?

This shit with Tony is business.

But this with the Italians?

It's personal.

Mhm.

Look.

I know you said you didn't wanna

go to war until we get our paper up,

but what if we take them to war without them even knowing.

Shit.

How the fuck we gonna do that?

You let me handle that.

Alright.

Alright, bet.

Just keep your eyes on her, nigga.

I got you.

(tense music)

Follow me.

(button beeping)

(tense music)

Wait here.

What's up, my boy?

Mike!

Wait, wait,

wait, wait.

Who is this nigga?

Hey, chill out.

It's Tony Tone.

Well, this nigga don't look like Tony Tony Tone to me?

And it ain't my anniversary.

I can see.

[Gunz] Now, Mike.

What, man?

What?

As you can see, that you interrupted

a magical moment for me right now.

So this shit gotta be good.

Dammit, it better be good!

It is, all right?

We need a whole lot of guns.

That's it.

A lot of guns?

Yes indeed.

Well shit, that's all you had to say then.

Damn!

My bad, my bad,

we just need something, come on.

Right this way.

So fellas, you name it,

I got it, whatever you need,

Like your perm, man!

Hey, well,

you know I just be hanging and swinging,

you know, bobbing and weaving.

But listen, but first I'm gonna let you in on my favorite.

The revolver.

Now this big motherfucker here put a hole in whole.

Nah.

Alright, well shit,

I ain't want you to have this one anyway.

Next, we got this pretty motherfucker here.

Motherfucker, I don't know you!

Dammit!

Hey, chill!

Chill, man.

Chill, I got you.

I got it, I got it.

You better me looking, I know your mom.

[Mike] What else you got?

Now Mike, I know you can handle this one.

That's that big boy.

Oo!

This thing, Gunz.

(gun clicking)

I told you my boy got it all, man.

We'll take all of 'em.

My man!

What?

Are we holding somebody for ransom

or are you starting an afterschool program?

Man, the goal is to get this money,

not be mean to some little ass kid.

Imagine how mean we gotta be

if they don't come up with that fucking money.

Man, look.

You ain't got be a bitch about everything

And you ain't gotta keep acting like a pussy.

That's how you get fucked, nigga.

Yo!

Yo, watch who you talking to.

Got me fucked up.

(Sapphire scoffing)

Yeah, whatever nigga.

Whatever?

Where the fuck you going?

Fishing for some Italians, nigga.

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Yes, run up in this bitch ♪

♪ We about to show you bitches how to really shake that ass ♪

♪ And make it make sense ♪

♪ So bounce on that to make it go, go ♪

♪ Cut that ass and make it go, go ♪

♪ Touch your toes and make it go, go ♪

♪ Spin around and make it go, go ♪

♪ Bounce on that to make it go, go ♪

♪ Cut that ass and make it go, go ♪

♪ Touch your toes and make it go, go ♪

♪ Spin around and make it go, go ♪

♪ I'm a real pretty bitch ♪

♪ Slim waist with a fat ass ♪

♪ Four being slick ♪

♪ 5'4, call it compact ♪

♪ When I bounce, give it eye contact ♪

♪ I don't see why they're in the van ♪

♪ Arch so much, got a black ace ♪

♪ Smacked it in his face, eat this motherfucking cake ♪

♪ Real bitches wanna ride, no emergency break ♪

♪ Gotta take his money off his ass ♪

♪ Now he got a heartache ♪

♪ And if your new bitch ain't spitting on it ♪

♪ You'll replace her ♪

♪ And if that old shit could never, she a keeper ♪

♪ I touch my pussy then I lick it off my fingers ♪

♪ Pussy real good, I'ma shelf feeder ♪

♪ No chill, either ♪

♪ I'll be standing on next ♪

♪ I got them chanting 'bring bring' ♪

So you're sure he be in here?

Nicky the Hammer?

Girl, like I told you.

Every Friday night him and his homeboys

hang out here throwing money around.

[Announcer] Next to the stage, Princess.

Look, I gotta go.

I don't know what you got going on, but be careful.

That guy's dangerous.

♪ Spin around and make it go, go ♪

♪ We go, we go ♪

♪ We go, we go ♪

(crowd cheering)

She know she cold, man!

(customers jeering indistinctly)

♪ Bounce, bounce ♪

♪ Bounce, clap ♪

♪ Clap, clap ♪

♪ Touch your toes ♪

♪ Toes, toes ♪

♪ Spin, spin ♪

♪ Spin, spin ♪

♪ Bounce that ass and make it go, go ♪

♪ Touch your toes and make it go, go ♪

♪ Clap that ass and make it go, go ♪

♪ Spin around and make it go, go ♪

♪ We go, we go ♪

♪ We go, we go ♪

♪ We go round and round ♪

♪ We go, we go ♪

♪ We go, we go ♪

♪ We go round and round ♪

- Uh-uh, where you going?

[Sapphire] To keep working?

Who the fuck are you?

I didn't hire you.

Tonight's my first night, and Nicky requested me.

But if you want me to leave?

Make sure you check out with me at the end of the night.

Okay.

Look at this one!

Beautiful.

[Sapphire] Thank you.

[Nicky] What's your name?

They call me H2O.

[Nicky] H2O?

Mhm.

Like water?

Yeah, like water.

(Sapphire giggling)

How about we go to VIP,

so I can take you to splashworld?

♪ I'm looking for a pretty bitch ♪

♪ I'm looking for a pretty bitch ♪

♪ Pretty bitches need to link up ♪

♪ If you a pretty bitch, throw your fucking drinks up ♪

♪ I'm that bitch, packing up the dance bag to make a bag ♪

♪ Creating a hustle from the muscle was that born ♪

♪ Doing the drill ♪

♪ So where my pretty bitches at? ♪

♪ They get a bag and it's easy ♪

♪ They count it up and run it up on the same day ♪

♪ I need a pretty bitch bestie that don't play fair ♪

♪ She prepare her own table so I can sit when I want to ♪

♪ We got rounds and rounds, pushing stuff like pounds ♪

♪ The world's our playground ♪

♪ Lipstain, gloss, ♪

♪ Chapstick forms the base to our max ♪

♪ This shit is easy, I'm talking goals on goals ♪

♪ So yeah, where my pretty bitches at ♪

♪ I'm looking for a pretty bitch ♪

♪ I'm looking for a pretty bitch ♪

♪ Pretty bitches need to link up ♪

♪ If you a pretty bitch, throw your fucking drinks up ♪

♪ I'm looking for a pretty bitch ♪

♪ I'm looking for a pretty bitch ♪

♪ Pretty bitches need to link up ♪

♪ If you were pretty bitch ♪

[Sapphire] No touching!

You're so much.

Oh, am I?

(Sapphire giggling)

♪ Where my pretty bitches at ♪

♪ I'm looking for a pretty bitch ♪

♪ I'm looking for a pretty bitch ♪

♪ Pretty bitches need to link up ♪

♪ if you pretty bitch, throw your fucking drinks up ♪

♪ I'm looking for pretty bitch ♪

Do you feel that?

Why did you stop, baby?

Slick sends his regards.

(gunshots blasting)

(club guests murmuring)

(gunshot blasting)

(guests screaming)

What the fuck?

(gunshot blasting)

(club manager grunting)

(gunshot blasting)

Bitch, I ain't like you anyway.

What the fuck?

Hey, where happened to all the girls?

Go!

Where's the woman, H2O.

There's nobody in here by that name.

He's talking about the new girl.

She was talking to Princess earlier.

Who is she?

I don't know.

Who sent her?

I don't know.

She was asking me how the rotation went, I don't know her.

They don't know anything, let's get out of there.

(tense music)

(Princess sobbing)

Is everything okay?

Yeah, Mike's staying the night.

(suspenseful music)

You need some help?

I think this thing's jammed.

Lemme see.

(gun clicking)

Oh shit, this the Chitchat Club.

Turn this shit up, man.

Mafia Soldier Nicky the Hammer was killed

alongside the club's owner, Michelle Santos,

in the club's VIP area.

The police believe the suspect may have been a woman

posing as a dancer to gain access to the club.

This footage has been released,

and the police believe her to be the shooter.

If you have any information, please...

[Tony] I think that's the girl that kidnapped Brittany.

What?

How do you know, you can't even see her face?

[Newsreader] Do not approach her.

Her ass.

- [Newsreader] As she is considered armed and dangerous.

[Kimaya] Now is not time to be playing games!

I'm serious!

I mean, how many thick chicks you know

running around kidnapping babies and killing mobsters?

Fuck, remember the,

remember the rumor about Slick?

Who set him up?

Galvino.

Who's Galvino?

He's a Capo in the mob here.

He a real big deal, and he do business with Slick.

I'm telling you, if they run around here,

I'm telling you guys, this is bad.

Y'all here starting wars.

I'm telling you, Slick's trying to

get revenge or get his money back

Slick already had three people killed.

Does that mean he's gonna kill Brittany no matter what?

No, that's not what that means.

Either way, we need to find her.

She seems to know the layout of the strip club pretty well.

We just gotta find her.

Wait, that girl that got killed at the club,

that was Slick's girlfriend, right?

So what if this new hitter is a new girlfriend?

Or what if she's the old one?

And his old girlfriend, I don't know.

But we need to find out, we're running out of time.

(tense music)

So shit, what do you wanna do?

I'm down for whatever.

Go get my baby.

Yeah.

[Newsreader] This footage has been released

and the police believe her to be the shooter.

Y'all want to tell me why we all over the fucking news,

having a fucking war with the Italians?

[Newsreader] If you encounter this woman,

do not approach her.

Whose plan was this?

[Newsreader] She is considered armed and dangerous.

I didn't...

I didn't what?

You didn't listen?

So where we at with it?

Streets is talking.

It's a lot of speculation,

but ain't no fingers pointed at us yet.

That's good.

The element of surprise is our best weapon.

Streets is talking, man.

Ain't no surprise no more.

So let me ask you something.

How the fuck did you get in the club?

My peoples worked there.

- Well, you tell your peoples this life or death for them.

So what's up with Tony and the kid?

[Dillinger] Got about 48 more hours.

Again, take 24 of them motherfuckers,

and get your fucking brains on.

(eerie music)

Fuck!

Shit.

(gunshots blasting)

[Mike] Where you going?

That's the girl that took Brittany.

[Sapphire] Shit!

Hey, hey!

Where's my daughter?

Look, I don't wanna kill you,

but I will.

What about your baby girl, nigga?

Hmm?

You ain't no killer.

I'm a killer,

and ain't nothing about neither

one of you bitch ass niggas scream killer.

Get the fuck outta here.

(car engine revving)

46 hours.

I put a tag on the car.

Okay, let's go.

I gotta go and check on Princess.

I'll meet you in the front.

Pull up.

(tense music)

Fuck!

(emotional music)

Baby.

So did you see her?

Damn.

[Tony] I'm sorry, man.

I don't know how she fits in this shit, man.

Stupid girl.

I don't know either, bro.

But when we get these motherfuckers,

I promise you we're going to get all the answers.

For sure.

Let's finish this shit.

(phone beeping)

We've got action.

(tense music)

Mike!

Mike!

We've got action, they're moving.

Let's go.

Let's get out and get a closer look.

Mike, come on!

(tense music)

Who is it, what do you see?

Hold on, man.

That's freaking Dillinger.

Let's go.

Hey!

Hey.

You can't play with him, man.

We make a move, we gotta put him down now.

My baby in there, I'll put anybody down.

Hey, chill!

Chill, chill for what?

My fucking daughter's in there.

I'm ready to fucking kill.

Hey, listen,

I feel you.

You feel me?

Yes.

You have kids, no.

How the fuck you feel me?

That's my goddaughter, man.

I've been around with you from the start, right?

You right.

My bad, man,

I just need to get Brittany back.

I know, we're gonna get her back.

You still got them air tags?

(dog barking)

[Kimaya] What happened?

I think we might have found

where they're holding Brittany.

Oh, thank God.

Now how do we get her back?

By any means necessary.

I'm coming, I'm coming with you.

- [Tony] No, no-

I am!

No, I'm not staying here while my daughter

is trapped in some warehouse,

scared out of her mind!

Kimaya, listen.

I need you to be here.

God forbid the worst happens,

who's gonna be here for Brittany?

Stay please.

You call me as soon as you know something.

I will.

Got you a little play toy, huh?

Got that big shit, boy!

Let's go.

♪ Look, I pull up and drop me a nigga ♪

♪ Say I'm going in, ain't letting them shit ♪

♪ And ain't top till I hit this figure ♪

♪ And I'm still that same bitch you be texting shit ♪

They still there.

We go to the same spot with the long guns,

wait for them leave, then we go inside and take a look.

And if they blow our cover, we'll?

Then get out.

Okay.

Shit, fuck!

[Tony] What's going on, officers?

[Officer] I'm gonna need you to step out of the vehicle.

What's the problem, bro?

There's no problem, as long as you comply.

Step out of the vehicle.

I don't even say nothing.

Don't say nothing.

Turn around.

Put your hands behind your back.

[Mike] For what, what are you messing with him for?

Your friend is being arrested

for the murder of Tamika Riley.

Who the hell is Tamika Riley?

It's Princess.

He didn't do nothing to Princess.

Tell that to the judge.

Don't say shit, man.

What happened?

[Tony] Mike got locked up.

For murder.

Murder?

Oh my God.

He didn't do it.

That's not the worst of my problems.

Now I gotta go do this by myself.

No, by yourself?

No, no.

I'm coming with you, she's my daughter too.

No, it's too dangerous.

I can't have you do that.

Besides, I need you to call one of your

Sheila Attorney friends and get Mike out.

- My friends are real estate Sheila Attorneys, not homicide.

What if they know somebody?

Look, just please do that for me.

I'm gonna go get Brittany.

Wait, Tony.

(emotional music)

I want you to put a bullet in his head.

[Juanita] Tony, come with me.

You do nothing stupid, and you end up back in jail!

Please don't go, please!

[Cassie] What happened to Brittany?

You told me this wasn't gonna happen again.

It's your fault.

[Mike] Remember the the rumor about Slick?

Who set him up?

He's a Capo, he's a mafia.

He a real big deal, and he do business with Slick.

(car engine screeching)

(machine beeping)

(tense music)

Hey, how you doing?

Can I help you?

Yeah.

I'm here to see Sammy Galvino.

Who?

Look, just tell him I had some information for him.

It's about Slick.

How do you even know he's here?

I don't.

I guess I'm just trying my luck.

Wait here, I'll be right back.

Oh, Bobby!

Oh, Bobby!

Get out here.

(tense music)

Who the fuck are you?

Arms up.

Turn the fuck around.

What's this?

It's just my protection.

Let's go.

Come on, move it.

Do I know you?

No, but I have some information

I think you'd be interested in.

No, no,

no, easy!

You already got my gun up, I'm just grabbing my phone.

You come into my establishment with a gun,

tell me you got information for me about Slick?

What exactly is this information you have for me?

I put a tracker on two of Slick's main shooters,

including a woman that killed one

of your men in the strip club,

and two of your men in the stripper's house.

You know an awful lot about my men being killed.

Hey, man!

And you're just gonna come in here

and volunteer this information?

Hey man, I got my reasons for

wanting to kill Slick and his crew.

I just figured the enemy and my enemy could be my friend.

So what's your dog in this fight?

- Slick gave me a pack on consignment and I got arrested.

When I got out, I got out the game.

I thought Slick was dead, but he's not.

He kidnapped my daughter.

How old's your daughter?

She just turned four.

How much you owe him?

[Tony] $75,000.

Kidnapping a baby for 75K?

Fucking mulanyan.

No offense.

Lemme see the location.

Go check that out.

You stay here.

We gotta make sure this isn't some kind of setup.

You got any kids?

[Galvino] Yeah.

I got 24 hours to save my daughter.

This won't take long, my men are efficient.

Besides, you have no choice.

(dramatic music)

[Bobby] That's him!

Whoa, whoa.

Right here in broad daylight?

Yeah, right here on broad daylight.

That's what we came here for.

(gunshot blasting)

(gunshot blasting)

(gunshot blasting)

Oh, shit!

(gunshots blasting)

Dillinger?

Oh my God.

Slick!

(Sapphire crying)

Slick!

Oh, Dillinger.

Damn!

[Sapphire] Slick!

They killed my man.

Come on, we gotta go.

Come on!

What is you doing?

I'm getting his phone.

These motherfucking Italians?

They gotta pay.

[Slick] Alright, let's get in the car.

We'll worry about that later, come on.

I think we should split up.

I'll meet back up with you later.

Alright.

Okay.

Looks like your information was right.

My guy's got one of 'em, but not Slick or your girl.

Fuck!

Fuck, I gotta go get my baby.

[Galvino] Sit down.

No, no,

I can't sit down!

Look, you can shoot me right now,

but I'm not leaving my daughter with them people.

I'm out of time!

(emotional music)

[Galvino] You're gonna need this.

Thank you.

The old pickle factory.

(dramatic music)

(chilled music)

Are we good though?

Am I good, 'cause I feel like the case was going pretty bad?

I don't understand.

Yes, the ballistics from your gun

didn't match the bullets used to kill Princess.

I mean, I can't thank you enough.

I mean, actually,

can I take you out on date?

You know, maybe we can go to Chili's?

I got $10 on me right now, I mean-

$10?

No.

- What-

$10?

I mean, we can do a Netflix and chill?

[Attorney] Goodbye, Mr Williams.

I mean, can't we at least have a little fun?

I mean, I want breakfast in bed.

You cook for me,

I cook for you, baby.

Come on now!

Kimaya?

What you doing?

What?

You think your attorney just magically appeared?

Come on.

Um, where's Tony?

His phone is going straight to voicemail.

He must be at the warehouse.

There's jammers so you can't even use your phone,

Man, we gotta go help him.

Who, we?

No, no.

I'm dropping you off and I'm gonna go.

No, I'm not going home.

It'll take too much time.

I gotta go get the guns.

I already have two in the back

and they both have extra clips.

Look at you.

So?

Man, fuck it.

Let's go!

(tense music)

So what's up, did you get 'em?

You already know I did.

Good.

Now that the Italians are taken care of,

let's build our empire back together.

Yeah.

I guess Tony's time is up now, huh?

You hear that?

Hear what?

(Sapphire sighing)

(suspenseful music)

Hmm.

No answer.

I don't know, I think something ain't right.

I think we should move her.

Why, are you bugging out?

What, are you paranoid?

Do you think that a parent of a kidnapped child

wouldn't answer their phone on the first ring?

If you ask me, they will answer.

Where you want to put her?

Let's figure it out.

Let's go.

(loud banging)

Yeah, I heard it now.

We have to.

We have to split up.

Hell no, I'm not leaving you.

Tony would fucking kill me.

I'm good, I got this.

I'm gonna get my daughter back.

Okay.

Hey!

Use it, okay?

Okay, let's go.

(suspenseful music)

Hands off, Slick!

Drop it or I'm gonna kill you

right where you stand, you bitch ass nigga.

[Tony] I'm just looking for my daughter.

Time's up, nigga.

Where's the fucking money?

(indistinct)

I'm just looking for where my daughter is.

And Slick just wants his fucking paper!

Kill that nigga, man.

He ain't got no money.

(gunshot blasting)

(Sapphire grunting)

(gunshot blasting)

Drop that shit.

Give it to me, big man.

Give me that shit!

I'm not playing with you.

[Tony] Go after her, Mike.

I'm gonna go get the chick.

Where's my daughter?

(gunshot blasting)

(Slick grunting)

I'm gonna ask you one more time, where's my daughter?

One-

[Tony] Kimaya.

Two.

[Tony] Kimaya!

Three.

He got her, he got her.

He got our baby, Kimaya.

He got her.

You know, I hate womanizing,

manipulating, lying motherfuckers.

[Police] Police, Slick,

put your hands up!

Slick, put your hands up!

(dramatic music)

You should have killed me, bitch.

Never let me see you again.

Next time, if I get too close,

I'll smoke your ass.

You ain't no cop, can't read!

Where's Brittany?

We got him.

(phone beeping)

Hello?

We got her.

Okay, now can I finally come over and watch a movie?

[Tony] Yes.

Okay, bye.

(Cassie sighing)

Come on, babe.

So y'all just gonna forget about me?

Like, I'm family too!

Come on, man.

(suspenseful music)