Flood (2024) Movie Script

(dramatic music)
(upbeat hip hop music)
(suspenseful music)
All right, so what this
class is about today is
I'm gonna teach y'all about how
to turn your negative cash flow
into positive cash flow.
I'm gonna show you where ecosystems is
and how to strengthen your business models
because if you got money
sitting in a bank account,
it's not working for you
so that's why you're here.
I'm gonna show you how to take the money-
Everybody stay calm.
Stay seated.
- Whoa.
I know it's your first instinct to run,
but if you run from a predator,
he'll think you're food.
(suspenseful music)
What you got in here, man?
You got something for me?
Hurry up.
- Are we out?
- Let's go.
Let's go.
Hey, ladies and gentlemen, I
wanna say thank you so much
for having us this morning.
- Fuck out the way.
Stay the fuck down.
Come on! Come on!
Let's go.
Yeah, we did this shit, yo.
Hey, what? Open the door.
I'm coming.
There's only room for five, bro.
Sorry.
Come on!
(gunshot blasts)
(body thuds)
(dramatic music)
We all lead double lives, Mr. Hollis.
It can create balance.
You're functioning well.
Yeah, I know.
I got away with a lot of stuff, man,
so I'm just blessed to be here for real.
[Counselor] Like what?
I was like into scamming, you know,
like banks and credit cards,
big companies, media outlets.
Nobody like, not the people though,
like just the big businesses.
They don't take no loss, so.
Okay. What about your brother?
Yeah, he got caught up in it too,
but I took the rap for it so.
Why, Mr. Hollis?
As men, you know, growing up way we did
it just like prepares you for
a different type of life, so.
Okay.
Mr. Hollis, you said you and your brother
came from a two-parent home.
From the county.
And when you from the county
going to a city school,
'cause of your family name,
kids can treat you a lot different.
Hmm. Explain that.
You ever heard of
the term county bounty?
I can't say I have.
Well, city kids treat you different.
Putting they hands on you and everything
'cause they think you a little soft, so.
So you feel like you
had to prove something?
Every day.
I had to protect my
brother and myself, so.
So you and your brother
were bullied, both of you?
No, not for long though.
The kids don't feel like bullying you
when you bring a box cutter to school.
Hmm. Okay.
So you've been home a month
with no contact to anyone?
No, just my mother and
my father and my brother.
That's all I need to see anyways, so.
Okay. Was your brother glad to see you?
That'd be true.
He the one that picked me up.
Now that I'm out, I'm
just trying to go legit.
I'm not getting in no trouble.
I'm just chilling for real so.
(guard chattering)
(cell door clangs)
What's up, yo? It's Big Flood!
Yes sir.
Hey man, you trying to
get some money? Hit me.
I'm gonna turn your 20 into a hundon.
Your hundon into a thou wow.
Listen, you get some money,
you can get some cheats.
Who don't want no cheats?
You know what I'm saying? Just hit me.
Oh shit!
My brother, outta,
he outta school.
Yeah, I'm gonna hit y'all back.
What's up, big boy?
(laughs) How are you, man?
You out!
You out here serving the community.
I see the charity.
That's what you doing?
- Nah, nah.
Fuck the community.
I'm out here flipping shit, okay?
They send me money, I tell
'em I'm gonna flip it,
in my pocket.
(laughs) Yes sir.
And what if this shit backfiring, like?
How? All I gotta do
is disable the comments.
Block. (laughs)
Block, they gone.
I got a hustle for you too, yeah.
Oh nah, nah.
Dad got me this security
job with my doorman,
so I'm looking forward to that.
Security?
Man, don't worry about that.
Listen, I got the perfect hustle for you.
Well, this is what we gonna do.
You do the tattoo man thing, right?
You book an appointment.
Take the hundred dollars deposit, right?
Once you get the hundred
dollars deposit, block 'em.
They outta there.
You got the money, nigga.
Are you trying get me put back in jail
for what I just went in for?
Are you fucking crazy?
- Ooh, ooh.
Relax. Listen.
I run the streets now,
you know what I'm saying?
This ain't Lil Flood no more.
This Big Flood, you know what I'm saying?
I'm gonna put you in the pocket.
All right? In the pocket.
Come on. Yeah, you know what I'm saying?
Strong homeless nigga.
That's what you look like.
(car engine rumbling)
Ah
Turn it up
Turn it up
Okay, okay!
Turn it up
Turn it
All right.
Good eye.
Remi?
Shit, man. How you doing?
- Not bad, man.
- Alright. Good to see you.
- Yeah, yeah.
- Welcome back.
Man, how you been? Welcome home.
I'm good man.
It's been a little, little while.
- So yeah.
- Yeah, yeah.
Florence.
Don't laugh.
What we not gonna do is we
ain't doing government names.
Okay, that's not what we,
nah, I'm Flood, all right?
And a tat is needed. Yes sir.
A tat is needed right there. Boom.
I'm just out here
just getting reintroduced
by big bro now, so.
- Yeah, yeah.
- All right. Okay, okay.
You get something to eat yet?
You feed the man?
- Chicken Box?
- Burger King.
I feel like Burger King.
Burger King?
Is Preach here? Is Preach here?
Hey Preach! He here.
What you here for? A tattoo?
What size you want? Preach!
I'm chilling now, man.
It's too early for,
I don't need no more pain in my life, man.
Listen.
It's 11 o'clock in the morning, man.
- Remington, young king.
- What's up, man?
[Preach] How you been, man?
Been good, man.
I know it's been a while.
[Preach] Flood, you
taking care of your brother?
Nah, but you need to be
taking care of yourself.
All them late nights at Horseshoe.
I be seeing you on the slots,
but nah, I'm just bringing him,
get a little fresh ink, yeah.
Good to see you, man.
I, I know it's been a while.
Don't need to explain it, man.
Your brother kept me in the loop
while you was gone and everything.
And don't even worry about it.
I'm bringing you into the business soon.
Don't worry about it.
- We got you.
- Nah, nah, man.
I'm gonna get it on my own, man.
But I appreciate you helping me out.
[Preach] Okay.
Also in the bridge you sent me.
I appreciate that too.
I'll make sure I get that back to you.
Oh, don't even worry about it.
You family, man.
It's always been about that for me.
You've been running around this shop
ever since you was a kid.
In fact, all of you
basically was raised
right here in this shop.
I couldn't give it to half
of you even if I could.
Hey Preach, don't do that, man.
Hey Remi, you know I was
your favorite running back
in high school, right?
(laughs) That's why
y'all lost every game too.
Why are you playing with me?
Well, I see you gave the
shop a upgrade, you know?
Thank you. Thank you.
Kind of upgrade but not.
Your brother turned me on
to a few money schemes.
A few investors.
As they say, the rest is history.
Yeah, man, look, look,
they got a barber shop over
east, you know what I'm saying?
Medical weed spot down the
avenue and a hookah lounge.
You know what I'm saying?
This damn near a hookah lounge.
He done gave this bitch a BBL.
It's only right, man.
You build your empire,
make a few money moves
and the results will come.
The results will come.
It's time for you to
get a fresh tat, man.
Not that jailhouse shit.
Oh nah, I'm chilling, bro.
Nah man, get my man right.
Get my man right 'cause
we going out tonight.
Oh nah, bro.
I ain't got shit to
celebrate right now, bro.
I'm looking for a job.
A job?
We at Top Tier tonight,
you know what that mean?
That mean bitches, bottles, hookah and us.
You feel what I'm saying?
We gotta go out tonight, man.
Stop playing for real.
Look man, that's your job.
You being paid to be there, bro.
I ain't trying to-
Listen.
I'm the man in the
streets now, you feel me?
You used to take care of me.
Now let me take care of you, okay?
Now we going out, baby. Let's do this.
Little ball. Hey, throw it.
All right, hey!
All right, stop playing.
Ooh, that was a body shot! (laughs)
You got strong, man.
Listen, listen.
Let me know something.
You having fun?
You having fun? Let me know.
Let me be right. Tell me you having fun.
Yeah, yeah I am.
Well, all right, man.
It's all right.
But is this what the club is now?
No dance floor, just a bunch of cubicles
everybody by all tight
and squared in and shit.
Listen man, you been locked up too long.
This the club now.
The bitches is beautiful.
They bodies all sculpted.
They done got the surgery and all that
and on top of that they selling pussy.
They selling pay yang in here.
Her, right here.
This is who you want.
I flew her out just for you.
Matter of fact though,
don't worry about her.
She, she bougie.
I got a surprise for you, I got something.
Hey Flood!
Hey nigga, my bitch want to
take a picture with you, Flood.
Flood not taking no pictures tonight.
Calm down, guy.
Nigga, it's me.
Hey Flood, my bitch want to
take a picture with you, short.
Young boy, you dressed
up real nice tonight.
Let's not mess it up.
He's not taking no pictures.
Nigga, you treating me like
I'm a fucking groupie, nigga.
I'm him. You see what the fuck I got on.
I ain't the only nigga with money, nigga.
That nigga know me.
Hey Flood, yo, my bitch want-
Whoa, whoa.
Hey yo, I hate you county niggas.
I'm gonna holler at you Flood. I got you.
I'm gonna see you outside.
- We fight different now, huh?
You know what I'm saying?
We got motion now.
Fuck, don't worry about him.
Bum ass nigga. (laughs)
Hey security, what your
big back ass doing, man?
Wasn't you in the NFL or something?
You supposed to block him out, man.
You supposed to move.
Pivot. Pivot.
Looking at me dumb as shit.
Turn around. Do something.
You don't pay me enough.
Man, fuck you, man.
Bum ass nigga.
(upbeat hip hop music)
Hey, need anything?
Oh no, I'm good.
If it ain't in the rider, I don't want it.
No extra shit, baby.
Okay? (laughs)
Look.
Oh, and, and tell Quentin
his security's some shit,
I don't, I don't like
none of this going on.
What, what? What's all that about?
Flood, I'm not doing
this with you today.
And Remi, you not gonna fucking speak?
I thought you was gonna speak to me.
You come over here with
a fucking attitude.
You have not contacted
me since you've been gone.
You want me to call you from jail?
So that's your excuse?
- Same old Hanna.
- Yep.
Hey, you see that?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
That's toxic love right there.
- I see it.
- Uh-huh.
Look at his eyes. That's lust.
That boy ready to go.
I missed you.
Look, is there anyway we can
talk somewhere more quiet?
It's kind of loud in here.
You gonna ask Flood
'cause I'm not trying
to lose my job again.
Come on, girl.
Let me holler at you real quick.
Man, come on.
He ain't in love.
He ready to bang that thing. (laughs)
There's something wrong with you.
There ain't nothing wrong with me.
There's something wrong with that boy.
He been locked up for 15 years.
- Oh really?
- Yeah. Yeah.
He's a monster.
(laughs) Yeah.
Come on, Remi.
(upbeat hip hop music)
Yeah, that's my brother.
The Hollis boys.
Yeah, he been locked up for 15 years.
Really?
Uh-huh, that mean he about to bounce on
that thing like a orangutan, you feel me?
Yeah, yeah. You know how we do.
Bang, bang, bang, bang.
You want a honey pack or something?
Nah, nah. He on that honey pack.
That 15 years. He's backed up.
(both laughing)
Yeah, yeah he going, he going,
he gonna tear that little thing up.
I'm telling you.
I'm telling you. That's my brother.
He do what he do.
She might come back with
crutches, wheelchair, something.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
(Remi breathing heavily)
I said wait.
That's all you got?
Today? Yeah, shit.
Thank you.
[Hanna] Wasting my time.
You waste mine, shit.
Mm-hmm. (laughs)
And lock the door behind you.
Shit.
Oh, he gonna be back before the outlet.
You know what I'm saying?
What the fuck you just do?
Make a TikTok?
Fuck you, man.
Fuck me?
Man, you just left to the
same song you came back to.
That's embarrassing, bro.
Come on. What the?
You better hope she call you.
On what?
I don't have a fucking phone.
You know what? Here.
Here, this is for you right here.
That's business, uh-huh.
This is pleasure, right?
I already made you on Instagram
so you can change the number whenever.
All right? You cool.
- Thanks.
- A damn embarrassment.
That was 0.2 seconds.
Hey, hey that smell like OnlyFans, stop.
Ha ha!
What's up y'all in this?
Big Flood tonight, yeah.
We in Top Ten like I said,
my brother just got out.
He just got some kicks in the bathroom.
That's my boy. Yeah!
Yeah, we in here all night.
It's donkey booty in here.
I just flew them two out.
We gonna have a threesome, baby.
Yes sir. Yeah.
Hey, hey. 20 to a hundred.
Hundred to a thou-ow.
Yes sir.
Hit me if you trying to make the money,
we in Top Ten all night, baby.
Yes sir.
Bro, if you love her, say you love her.
Yeah, I, I do.
But we ain't gonna talk
about that right now.
- We'll see.
- Hold up. Hold tight, bro.
If you love her, say,
say you love her, okay?
Trying to lead the way though.
All right, bitch, just say you love her.
Watch your step. Watch your step, man.
You're heavy as shit, bro.
You heavy as shit, man.
(dramatic music)
What the fuck, bro?
What the fuck? Get off!
Get off! Hey get off me, nigga!
Flood!
Fuck!
(Remi coughing)
(tires screeching)
Flood!
Shit.
(kicks thudding)
Flood!
[Attacker] I see you, Flood. I see you.
Fuck you.
(punch thuds)
- What happened, huh?
- That boy James.
That's what happened.
Dragged your brother off the swing
and mushed his head in
the dirt like he crazy.
When did this happen?
I was literally-
It happened when your ass
wasn't watching him.
And who is this boy James?
He's 12 and he got a mustache.
He don't got no mustache.
[Mother] I don't give a shit
if he had a full-time job with children,
if he put his hands on your brother,
you supposed to beat
his ass or come in here
looking more messed up than your brother.
But Mom, I'm 10. I wasn't even there.
[Mother] You wanna make it to 11?
Man, what's going on, man?
It's your boy Sounds, man,
if the streets talking,
I'm pretty sure they told me.
It's a war zone out here.
Man, somebody get in touch
with Superman, Batman, Spider-Man,
Iron Man, Method Man.
It's crazy right now.
Man, listen we gotta stop the violence.
I don't know if it's 'cause
the Ravens lost or what.
Man, y'all know your boy Flood
from over west got 10 million followers.
He scammed me.
But he be getting to the paper.
Brother just came home, man.
They done got jumped,
Flood done got kicked at.
They done put belt to ass for his brother.
This nigga in critical condition.
I don't know what's
going on out here, man.
The man just got out.
Man, he might have been
safer in jail, man.
Like a wise man once told me,
can we all just get along?
(siren wailing)
(dramatic music)
It is been a month and
I'm sure y'all wondering why
I'm just getting back to y'all
and due recent circumstances,
can you blame me?
What the fuck happened to Flood?
I don't know shit.
I seen the news just like y'all.
Well, y'all better
tell me something quick.
I mean I thought y'all had
each other's back out there.
Goddamn.
I ain't got nothing.
And to be honest with you,
this shit pisses me off
just as much as you do.
Why? Because it's slowing up business.
Ain't shit can get done
when business is slow.
Did anybody see where his brother was?
That's the point.
He all online posting
shit, making shit hot.
Anybody could be at him.
But that shouldn't stop us
from looking into it though.
Well, the question I got is
how we divide the shit up?
And the better question
is when's the next job?
Huh, because do you got,
you plan on replacing somebody
or you gonna get out here with us?
No, but I will come out of retirement
to find out what happened to Flood.
This brother knew I got him
into this, he'd kill me.
Right now we just gonna tighten up,
keep our ears wide and our eyes open.
If anything I'm not
dividing shit up right now
'til I figure out what's going on.
We lay low for a couple
days and see what's what
and this next job is a big one.
And I don't wanna rush
shit or confuse anything.
Yo. Wait a minute.
Hold up, with all due respect, Preach.
Okay, Slack.
I got bills, bitches and back taxes.
I really ain't got time to be working on
or waiting on no search party results.
Bro, that's what you gonna have to do
since you work for me, Nigel.
You wanna keep moving around like that
knowing they just snatched Flood?
Obviously somebody's watching us.
Man, he could be dead
by now or fucking with us.
One of them dumb ass pranks he be doing.
You know what I'm saying? Fuck with me.
I got a shooter,
he twice as good for half the price.
Yo, Preach fuck with me.
Okay, so now you wanna
tell me how to run my shit.
Lemme tell you how
millionaires stay millionaires,
business practices.
They practice daily
and for me right now it's
everybody calming the fuck down
and please take off that
fucking hat in my house.
Yeah, you, nigga.
Look, I'ma be honest with you,
I'm fucked up by Flood too.
But how do we know that
there ain't somebody out here
trying to take each and every
last one of us out one by one?
Hmm? Because here's the thing.
I got money.
I look like I got money.
My shit says I got money.
So what does that mean?
It makes me a target.
Well that's why I
need you just to chill.
Just chill.
Lay low. I'll figure this out.
With all due respect, Preach,
and I mean with all due respect,
you saying you want us to wait
but then you want out
back about information
when that's just something we don't have.
So what else you want us to do?
He wants you to sit back and wait.
He said sit back and wait.
Why are you asking the man questions
when he told you what to do?
All you keep talking about
I'm the driver, I'm the fucking driver.
But you got a lot to fucking say
for a person that's just a goddamn driver.
[Jordan] All I fucking
do is drive, nigga.
But I'm in this shit with y'all.
One go, we all go.
But you asking the man questions.
This is crazy.
- I'm not even talking to you.
- Enough.
- That's your problem.
- Enough.
[Jordan] Nigga, I got a
fucking target on my back.
You know what?
I will put a target on
this whole fucking number.
(dramatic music)
(siren wailing)
No that's not the issue, okay?
Listen, the problem here
is this wasn't some random
beef, this was a setup.
(dramatic music)
How you know that?
You been out east with Camp
or this just one of your educated guesses?
I have my leads.
Plus you look at this
guy's history, it's shaky.
He almost got his own brother killed.
(telephone ringing)
(hip hop music)
His brother just got out.
You think he's getting
involved in this shit
just to go right back where he started?
Nah, it's bigger than that. I know it.
You ever heard of record labels
that put insurance on
their artists' heads?
How do we know it wasn't that?
(car door slams)
You following us on social media,
TV kind of bullshit.
- Yes, I'm telling you.
I'm telling you.
What about the guy he's
always running with, hmm?
Barbershop owner slash record label owner.
We all know barbershops are fronts for-
Fronts for what?
Some damn what?
Criminal enterprise siphoning
money through record labels?
Exactly.
(dramatic hip hop music)
(telephone ringing)
All right, well what's the plan then?
We keep digging.
(suspenseful music)
Oh, Detective, Detective.
Sarge looking for you.
He's picking up, okay.
I got a snitch.
Where the fuck you been?
Out doing my thing in the field.
Out in the field doing what?
- Cop shit.
- Cop shit, my ass.
My look like you've been in a beauty salon
getting your fucking nails done.
Doing cop shit.
[Sergeant] Getting
your fucking hair done.
All that be already done.
[Sergeant] That ain't, look,
that ain't the uniform, ma'am.
I can't help that I'm fly, baby.
Like what are you talking about?
No, I ain't your baby.
I'm your fucking boss.
And you better fucking respect that.
You don't come at me.
What the fuck are you looking at?
You want some of this?
[Levi] Listen, listen.
I got more to spread around.
You ain't the only, I
got something for you.
Old fashioned fucking ass whooping.
Just like I used to, motherfucker.
I trained you and look what is this?
Don't look at me like that.
What you mean?
Take a hold of this shit.
- Yeah, get a hold of that.
What you mean?
Take a hold of this shit.
- Hold in that shit.
I got a snitch, you
hear what I just said?
She got a snitch. She got a snitch.
That's what's up.
- I got a fucking tracker
on your phone, I see you
been to the nail salon
and the motherfucking hair salon today.
- It's all black.
- Your shoes are off.
Your pants are too tight.
- Or what?
- Your fucking hair.
You gotta tie that shit back.
- I got leads.
- You're fucking, like leads?
I do real work out here.
What are you talking about?
- Real work my ass.
You do work with your fucking beautician
with your fucking nails,
your makeup artist.
This ain't showtime at
the motherfucking Apollo.
Take both your asses
back to the beauty shop
and solve this.
- You know what?
You shut the fuck up.
This ain't the east side.
I ain't even from the fucking east side.
I'm from the west side.
- Yeah, fuck that.
You work on the fucking east side.
She was doing good cop work.
That ain't good cop work.
Spend less time getting
your fucking hair done.
Trim your fucking nails.
That's not goddamn
regulation and you know it.
Go to the fucking-
At least I got hair too.
Fuck you and your hair.
Take her to the goddamn Vietnamese,
trim them fucking eagle talons up.
Get the fuck outta here!
- You know what?
- Get that shit.
Switch my ass.
You better get, get outta here
or I'll send you back fucking east
and go to a Timex store
and get you a goddamn
G-Shock, motherfucker!
Don't come back 'til you solve this shit!
(traffic roaring)
Mr. Hollis, earlier you said you wanted,
you always wanted a little brother.
Yeah, somebody I can
just teach stuff to you.
When you grow up,
a little brother make you step
your game up a little bit.
So how old were you
when your mother had your little brother?
- I was six.
- Hmm.
So that's why you're so close to him.
Even when he's being a jerk.
[Remi] Yeah, even
when he's being a jerk.
I, I know he got a good heart.
He the only person that can make me laugh.
Did you grow up in a very
religious household, Mr. Hollis?
[Remi] Yeah, we rolled
with Baptist Church of God every Sunday.
Mr. Hollis, I think you should tap into
that part of your life.
It'll help you make peace
with yourself as a man.
It really will.
[Remi] That sounds emotional.
I don't know about all that.
No, not really. You can
look at it as empowering.
You've gone through a lot
in your life, Mr. Hollis.
And it took a lot of strength
to get you to where you are right now.
Let's do this.
Let's move cognitive
distortion to next week.
And we are going to stay on
this subject right now, okay?
Yeah.
You have your whole
futures ahead of you.
You can easily shorten it
by making a bad decision.
You have to be selfish with your time.
See, time is one of those
things that you put in
and you can't get back.
Your past can even reward you
from the seeds that you
planted will haunt you
like a unforgiving spirit
walking with you through
life all the way to now.
See your parents didn't raise
no fools, make them proud.
(light organ music)
Came home to a nightmare.
No man in his right mind could be saying
that to something like that.
And your brother was always-
Stop saying was.
Did you see the body?
It was a closed casket.
I was at the funeral. Were you?
I was in a coma.
Look, I can understand that you're angry
but you have to harness that
energy into something positive.
I'm trying, bro. I am trying.
Vengeance is not gonna
bring your brother back.
Well, sitting around
ain't gonna help either.
The least I can do is go
around and ask some questions.
I owe him that.
Them dudes put you in a coma.
They not playing, man.
What questions you got to ask them?
Sometimes we need to just step back
and let the authorities do their job.
You really believe that, bro?
I mean you used to be in the streets, man.
Come on, yo.
And I knew when to throw in the towel.
Shit got so bad I had
to go and find Christ.
(chuckles) Yeah, you right.
I ain't, I ain't gonna lie. You right.
But you know I ain't gonna listen to you
all the way through though.
I understand that.
But the fact that you came
here is blessing enough.
I'm watching.
But more importantly, God is watching,
and the question is what does he see?
Well-
Don't even answer that,
man. Let's just pray.
Dear Heavenly Father,
we come to you today as
humble as we know how.
(traffic roaring)
(birds chirping)
(upbeat jazzy music)
(diners chattering)
So what you bring me down here for?
'Cause I wanted to talk
about you moving in with me.
But why would I do that?
Because I'm tired of paying my bills
and half of your shit too.
I feel like we coming in together,
you can have more of your
own money and I'll be happy.
But if I wanna move
forward, what's the problem?
You have a lot going on.
We still have unresolved
issues that we're dealing with.
That's all.
Because I want us to be in one space.
But our space is our lifestyle.
None of this shit's gonna
collide properly, so-
Hey, how y'all doing?
I didn't mean to interrupt
but I want to give y'all some menus.
- Okay.
- Y'all look good together.
- Thank you.
- This color, sir.
- Appreciate it.
- Look like, damn.
Like beautiful now lay this together.
You know, I got a cousin
that can make this for cheap.
I got you. Just let me know.
Can you gimme like five minutes chat?
- Five minutes?
- Yeah.
- Alright cool.
- Appreciate it.
What you was saying?
I wanted to talk about
you moving in with me.
Jet.
(dramatic music)
(laughs) My favorite money man.
How you doing?
I need some space.
(cellphone dings)
What the fuck do you want, Camp?
I see you here with your girl.
You look good.
- Yeah, and you interrupted.
- Oh yeah?
Yeah.
You know what the fuck I'm doing here.
Keep your voice down.
Look, sit over here. You
wanna drink or something?
Nah, I'm working.
Working on what?
Don't act like we don't talk.
Don't act like we don't talk all the time.
Yeah we talk but we talk in private,
not in fucking public places and shit.
Hmm.
Why? What's wrong with that?
You fucking up my reputation, yo.
You fucking up your reputation.
- How?
- You're a fucking rat.
And you know that and it's all right.
You know why I'm here.
Okay, I already told you.
I don't know nothing about no kidnapping.
I'm only the wheel man.
How many times I gotta
stress that shit to you?
Hmm, you know nothing
about the Flood murder case?
Nothing?
I don't know shit.
I stay in the car.
Either you snitch or I snitch, nigga.
Well, we know you ain't gonna do that
but this is all the information
I got for right now.
And after this you
leave me the fuck alone.
All I know is Flood and a nigga Arnie
had a beef the other night at the club.
Word on the street is Arnie
had something to do with that.
Now for right now, that's all I know.
But when I get some more information,
I'll be sure to tell your snake ass.
Easy.
That was easy, right?
Yeah. Real easy.
Get the fuck outta here now.
Thank you.
And the next fucking time
I gotta find you for some shit like this.
Man. (coughs)
I'm gonna find your ass in a jail cell.
- Yeah, shit.
- Lay off that fucking hookah.
Get the fuck outta here.
It's either a jail cell or
I'm gonna be fucking dead.
Dumb ass.
(upbeat R&B music)
Five in the morning
Five in the morning
(bar patrons chattering)
[Clubgoer] Yo, I'm sitting here.
All of us tried to
get it before they left.
They gonna play, they
don't got time for that.
(both chattering)
And you know they're gonna be thirsty.
[Ashley] I'm about to
get up in here in a second.
Excuse me.
How are you?
I am wonderful.
Y'all look good tonight.
How you doing?
- We do, we do.
Thank you.
- Like the skirt.
- Thanks.
What's your name?
You don't know my name?
Who does that? Who is this guy?
I mean I have my own list.
Puss and boots, puss and boots.
Oh, okay. Listen, I take
that as a compliment, baby.
We need a name.
Yeah, because this is a private party.
Name.
Listen, any party without
my name is not a party.
But anyway, my name is
Ashley Laquay Johnson Smith
Also known as Ashley
not on the list Johnson.
- Excuse me.
- How about that.
- John Jacob Jingle Jess.
- You know what?
I am going to call Quentin
because this is absolutely ridiculous.
It would behoove you to call Quintin
from the back of the line.
You don't even got an ID
'cause you ain't got no purse.
Ma'am, I don't need one.
And guess what else she ain't got?
Does she even work here?
[Both] No money!
(both laughing)
Do you two even work here?
(group speaking faintly)
I made sure you got to work on time.
I need to spend the night with each other
at the house about four or five times
and I feel like we should be able
to go through each other's phone.
Fuck no.
What about the other one?
Let me get the other phone.
Nope.
(taser crackling)
That's not even a phone.
Where you get that from?
My business.
Look, I need to holler
at your DJ real quick.
Nicole, can you grab Threeway for me
and come here real quick?
Come on, Threeway.
Hey Hannah. (singing)
Hey, hey, hey.
(light hip hop music)
That's why we with Beyonce
That's why we with Beyonce, Beyonce
That's why we with Beyonce, Beyonce
That's why we with Beyonce
That's it, that's it
That's why we with Beyonce
That's why we with Beyonce
Look at him going to gym class.
What? Where is he coming from?
Gym class hero. How are you?
- Straight off of work.
- I can see.
Yeah, you ain't fitting
the dress code sir.
So you got a change in the car?
[Guest] No problem.
Wait a minute, wait a minute.
Come here.
No, come back.
Lemme do a cavity search real quick.
Get all up in there.
Them jeans kind of loose.
I can't tell what's going on in there.
You know what I'm saying?
In those jeans, hear that.
He got, he got the two thousands.
You know? Ugh.
In the club.
He going to the moon in those clothes.
Uh-uh, no he look crazy.
Tay, what section you got?
Six.
I don't know why Lance keep putting me
in these broke ass,
non-tipping ass sections.
Oh, I'm gonna take nothing.
Have you? Have you seen Hannah?
I seen her outside talking to some nigga
that look like a Black Panther though.
Oh, I know who that is.
That's Flood's brother Remi.
Mm.
You know Hannah a good girl gone bad.
She had him up in the
genie in the bottle section
the other night being all nasty.
Well girl, I'm just here to work.
That ain't none of my business.
I know and she was definitely
working him that night.
But she better be careful
'cause she not built
for that kind of thing-
(Hannah clears throat)
Hey Tatum, can you help
me with these bottles?
Lance gave me section nine.
Hold the fuck up. I got section nine.
Guess you should have
made it to the meeting.
You was late.
Hold up.
First this man got me
working Spanish night
with hardly anybody in here
and none of these
motherfuckers speak English.
And now this?
Yeah, calm down.
Tell her again and put
a smile on your face.
And let's get this money.
No, okay? I need all
the tables I can get.
We all need all the tables we can get.
(sighs) But you know
Arnie and them out there.
For real?
I got something for Arnie too.
(laughs) Let's go.
Yeah.
Oh you thought this was BYOB?
- I mean you know I-
- No, I don't know.
- We don't even play that.
- Is she out on her own?
And what is it?
So should I?
We have the county.
Girl, look Brandy.
- Ooh!
- You must be Monica.
- Yeah.
- Your boy ain't her.
And she's going to hit
somebody on the way out here.
- She is!
- You already know.
She ain't gonna even get in here.
- How about it?
- Go turn back around?
- Bye bye.
- Put your cup in the car.
- That's fancy.
- Her kid in the car too.
- Mm-hmm.
- Look, I'll tell you that.
- Mm-hmm.
- Unfit mama.
Very much so.
(bar patrons chattering)
Look at babe.
Look babe, what's up?
- Hi.
- Yeah, yeah.
I see this dance. Put
that shit down though.
We ain't got time.
Thank you, babe. Thank you.
Thank you, babe.
We up charging.
Come on. Let's drink.
We'll try to get it, man.
(both chattering)
You want a drink, baby?
And we out here partying, man.
Baby you was hungry, girl.
Damn!
- Arnie.
- I mean I know, man.
It's nothing, I'm just messing with you.
This message is for Arnie, man.
Your card declined.
Y'all said my card got declined.
Y'all got the wrong card
This another Arnie in this bitch.
It's a popular name anyway.
What is he talking about?
Hey everybody, let's put
one in the air for Arnie.
He got the same outfit
he had on last week.
Hey yo, tell that nigga.
Is that DJ fucking what's his name, yo?
Yo, shut up nigga.
I got both bread for these.
Fuck is you talking about?
We getting, mine got $400, man.
What these niggas talking about, man?
This is crazy, man.
Y'all, I don't got no bread on me.
I'm feeling real familiar right now.
(guests laughing)
And love driving that 2011 Acura outside.
It's getting towed right now.
(guests laughing)
Man, he talking about my car,
I mean my, my other car, bro.
He talking about my other car.
Baby look, don't worry
about here take this,
put this to the bill, boo.
I'll be back. Aight, aight?
I'll be back, aight?
Run nigga, run.
(guests laughing)
[Arnie] To the coin shop.
(group chattering)
(suspenseful music)
Damn, nigga.
You wear that shit every
club night you go out?
Who the fuck is this?
(laughs) Look at this nigga Remi, yo.
Like Picasso, bro.
Are you sure you was in the joint, man?
Dressing like that.
- Look at this nigga, yo.
- Fuck is wrong with him, man?
(dramatic music)
(punches thudding)
- Ow!
- Fuck is wrong with you, boy?
(punches thudding)
(taser zapping)
(Arnie groaning)
[Bystander] Hey, hey, hey, hey!
What's going on?
These niggas jumped me, bro.
They, they did?
Snap, that's you, Remi?
- Yeah, yeah.
- Yo.
How long you been out, bro?
Not long.
Alright, well you,
you be safe out here, alright?
Thank you.
(Arnie coughs)
Nigga knocked my fucking tooth out.
Who the fuck sent y'all that night?
Who the you think you, ah!
Who the fuck sent y'all that night?
Do I like a fucking snitch, nigga?
(punch thuds)
Oh!
Nigga got dreads and a eye patch, man.
I don't know no names, man.
Good enough.
(suspenseful music)
So what we doing now?
Y'all letting niggas steal
nigga's guns and shit?
[Friend] Yo, why you
ain't just shoot him?
Nigga, why the fuck you ain't shoot him?
Nigga, find my tooth, nigga.
Nigga, you had the gun.
Yo, tell me this.
If we got out into what the
fuck the deal's supposed to be,
why can't this nigga Spike be on time?
You know we actually early, right?
Man, I don't give a fuck if
it's his place of business.
He should already be here.
I don't know this nigga
and I don't like him.
Yo.
Nigga talk too tough
over the phone, bro.
Chill the fuck out, bro.
You bringing bad bitch energy, my nigga.
There you go.
Fuck is you doing, man?
Shut the up. He coming.
Look, check this out.
Look, he's right there.
You paranoid ass, man.
He's sitting right there, man.
I will get the fucking chair myself
but you know I can't fucking walk.
I need my fucking chair.
Niggas is waiting for us.
[Ava] You know what?
What? Who?
They got some money?
Goddamn it.
I'm about to fall out this fucking,
get this motherfucking chair myself.
Get, bitch, if you don't
get this fucking chair.
Look at your dumb ass still
fucking stumbling and shit.
How the fuck you stumble on
shutting the door? Stupid.
- Man.
- Yeah, I bet.
Brother can't never get sit
down right with this clumsy ass.
Ava, go upstairs and
turn that shit down.
Why is that music even on?
You ain't even up there.
So I'm about to take a shower
'cause I just came back in
that long ass car ride from DC
with no AC in your car.
Bitch, turn that shit down.
Pleasure doing business with you.
Figure we build a relationship
because you know, you
was cool with Preach.
(upbeat music)
Hey man, you ain't gotta keep
looking out my window like that, man.
I live in a good neighborhood.
That car wasn't parked
right there when I pulled up.
But I'ma let you have that.
But you fucking making me nervous, man.
Ava, turn that shit down!
Hey, say man, check this out.
I like that little robbery
y'all pulled the other day.
Them purple masks. That
shit was sweet, man.
Yeah, you know that's what I do.
You know, we slick.
Where's your bathroom at, chief?
Upstairs down the hall last left, bro.
You sure it's all there though?
Oh, it's definitely all there.
I'm fucking with you,
champ. It's all here.
Nah bro, I do business
like it's my last deal every deal.
Last play I put together
they put five in my spine.
But you know them five ain't stopped me
so I'm still here making moves.
You got that?
Yeah, I see you still rolling.
My man.
Can't keep a real nigga
down, can they, man?
I'll go ahead and wrap this shit up.
Move the car, I don't know.
Nigel's is taking a shit,
but that ain't got nothing
to do with fucking me.
Yeah, I'm getting the
fuck up outta here, man.
Take my shit.
I'll be in the car, champ.
(upbeat hip hop music)
Ava!
Ava!
Ava!
Ava!
Ava!
Bitch.
Ava!
Get!
Ava!
I'm gonna kick your ass
when I get up these steps.
Ava!
(Ava moaning)
I know you hearing me, bitch.
Pussy nigga asking
(Ava moaning)
(upbeat hip hop music)
Hey yo!
(Ava screaming)
- The fuck you doing, nigga?
- Shit!
(gunshot blasts)
(upbeat hip hop music)
Hey!
Shit.
Nigel? Nigel?
What the fuck you do?
Nigel, what the fuck are you doing?
Nothing.
Bro, you getting your dick wet
and I'm downstairs making a transaction.
What the fuck is you doing?
Yo, but did you get the money?
No I didn't get all of it, dumb ass.
Come on, let's get it now.
Hold up, bring her with,
you right, don't bring her with you.
Come the fuck on.
Sorry sweetheart.
(Ava shouts)
Come on, get the fuck
outta here, my nigga.
Should be taking this too, come on.
(upbeat hip hop music)
(dramatic piano music)
Yeah, y'all did a good job.
You know what I'm saying?
I appreciate y'all handling business.
Ben's gonna be here in
a second to pay y'all,
you know what I'm saying?
But I'm gonna go just
get a smoke real quick.
We gonna get up out this bitch, cool?
- Shit, cool, man.
- Thanks, man. Appreciate it.
- No, thank y'all.
- Thank you, man.
Alrighty, baby.
- Hey, champ.
- Appreciate you.
See you hanging with big dogs now.
Yeah, you be careful, all right?
All right.
I'm outside if you need me.
Goofy ass nigga.
Dumb asses.
Yo, I know I said I had y'all, man.
But I don't know shorty.
We fucked up, bro.
Shit, bro. Chill, man.
You know I got you, man.
I ain't never seen you like this though.
But I mean you're sweating, don't sweat.
I ain't never seen no shit like that.
Shit.
So you said Nigel set you
up with this side mission?
Yeah man, and it's nothing for real.
We just, you know we just gotta regroup,
finish the job, bro.
You know I been wanting
to be down with y'all.
Yeah, yeah, like,
so this was like your initiation, right?
And all y'all had a chance
to slide this nigga.
And?
Look, bro, the nigga
had hell a guns and shit.
He took my gun. Shit was crazy, bro.
He was hitting niggas all crazy,
doing all kind of ju-jitsu shit, nigga.
I don't know, but it was wild, bro.
Just him?
- I mean-
- Just one nigga?
It wasn't just him, man.
But I'm telling you, bro, like the,
he had the cops with him,
like there's three of us right here, bro.
The rest of us in the hospital, man.
Yeah, I heard he knocked
out your wisdom tooth.
Man, that nigga tased me, man.
Yeah and what you do about it, big man?
[Jordan] Man, I stabbed the nigga, boss.
But what?
But man, this motherfucker
start throwing all this
over all our shit, man.
And shit just happened, bro.
So you telling me
he whooped all your asses?
All y'all?
And y'all let him get away? (laughs)
(gun cocks)
Look man, let me holler at Nigel.
We fucked up but we
gonna make it right, bro.
It ain't even about the pay.
Y'all keep the bread.
We gotta make this shit right first.
Just let me holler at Nigel.
Shit gonna be smooth, bro.
- Talk to Nigel.
- Alright.
Alright?
Get it straightened out, okay?
Alright.
I'm gonna holler at your boy Jordan.
Yeah man, it's Jordan, man.
What's up?
It doesn't have to be all that, boss.
Cool, cool. Jordan, Jordan.
I'm gonna holler at Jordan.
Look, man. Jordan a good dude, bro.
That's my, that's my,
that's my family, man.
It's gonna be okay.
We not trying to mess up
none of your business, man.
We work too hard.
It's gonna be okay.
Go holler at Nigel. Alright?
Tell Nigel we'll straighten
this whole thing out, okay?
Right back.
- It's gonna be alright.
- Alright, alright.
(gunshot blasts)
(body thuds)
Jordan, right?
Yeah, man.
Listen, no, no, no.
Let me, let me holler at him.
Let me holler at him real quick.
Let me holler.
So you the only person that
was able to draw blood on Remi.
I need you to show me that one more time.
Your life depends on it.
Anything, man. I got you.
Call the cleaners, man.
Shit out here getting outta hand.
Fuck me!
(light hip hop music)
So you wanna use
antibacterial soap, you know,
'cause you wanna be all dirty and stuff.
You wanna make sure you
clean it out really good.
You know?
So we gonna wipe off all that lubrication
with some antibacterial, you know,
'cause we don't wanna be
dirty too much, right?
[Customer] Right.
(both laughing)
Bro, I need to holler at you now.
Right now.
Have a seat for me, sir.
No, you need to clear this shit out.
Pop up, miss. Come on.
- Really?
- Pop up. Come on, man.
Hurry up. On the hop.
Thank you so much. Thank you.
Alright, I'm gonna
talk to you later babe.
I'ma call you.
Dreads and a eye patch.
Man, what the fuck is wrong with you?
You coming here with a goddamn gun.
You just left the hospital and jail.
You wanna go back?
That shit was set up
that night at the club.
We was fighting this shit, bro.
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on.
And you got out alive
and now you wanna go on a manhunt
to go find somebody with
an eye patch and dreads?
My fucking brother's phone.
We got messages and shit in here, man.
I know I can find out who
the fuck did this shit.
With a phone?
You wanna find people with?
What do you think this is
Scooby-Doo or something?
You wanna look through your phone
and find a nigga with
an eye patch and dreads?
We in Baltimore City.
Every fucking body got
eye patches and dreads.
I'm looking for every one of 'em.
Nigga, you been me and my brother's friend
our entire fucking life.
You gonna sit here and not do shit?
After all this shit that,
man, where the fuck Preach at y'all?
Move.
Preach!
Come on, man.
Don't even, don't even
play me like that, man.
I've been knowing your brother
for 15 plus years, man.
If it was something I
can do, I would do it.
And I'm telling you what
the fuck you can do right now.
Just help me, bro.
You the only nigga that know
anything about the situation.
All I'm trying to do is
ask some fucking questions
and I need a fucking ride.
I can't be catching the
train every fucking where.
I'm not gonna get shit done.
Alright, man. Listen.
If we just asking questions, I got you.
That's it though. Questions.
I'm not doing this fighting shit, man.
Come on, man.
This is bullshit, man.
I do tattoos now.
MacGyver and shit.
(trunk creaks)
One gun? One gun?
That's better than nothing, nigga.
That's all the fuck we need, man.
I don't know where the
fuck we going to head, man.
Go ahead.
(light music)
(Remi knocks on door)
So knock on the door?
Fucking chain's off.
I don't, I don't know what to do, man.
What are you doing with that?
Just gonna walk in?
(door creaks)
Uber Eats, yo.
(door clicks shut)
Alright, check down here.
Alright, I'll go upstairs real quick.
Check.
Hello?
(light jazzy music)
(bag crunching)
(poker chips rattling)
- Yo!
- Yeah?
Man, hurry the fuck, get up here, yo.
I'm coming, man. Damn!
[Remi] Hurry up, let's go!
(light hip hop music)
Damn, man.
(light hip hop music)
Preach? Preach?
What the fuck? You kill him too?
I came in and he was
already like that, man.
Damn, man!
Car, go to the car.
Car!
Damn, Preach!
This some bullshit, yo!
I'm smoking, I'm drinking
Meditating I'm thinking
I'm smoking, I'm drinking
Meditating I'm thinking
I'm smoking, I'm drinking
Meditating I'm thinking
I'm smoking, I'm drinking
Meditating I'm thinking
I'm smoking, I'm drinking
Meditating I'm thinking
(light R&B music)
[Remi] That shit was crazy.
What the, what did you
just put in the trunk?
There's a bag. It's a bag.
It's under, it was behind Preach.
It was heavy.
I saw it.
What was in the bag?
Some money, some gun, some mints,
some other chips or something like that.
I don't know.
Wait, wait, wait.
Money like what kind of money?
Money?
- Yeah. Yeah.
- How much?
I don't, I don't know.
Just a couple, couple hundred, you know?
450,000 in that bag right
there and Preach is dead.
Man, do you like prison?
Well, you just out here
just running around, like-
Nah man, I know it's
some illegal shit going.
Ain't nobody in there gonna call the cops.
Everybody in that bitch was dead.
See, this is the part in the movie
where we move and start a new life.
The fuck you mean we?
I don't care about this fucking money.
I care about my brother.
That's what the fuck I'm looking for.
Watch your mouth, man.
But yeah you need anything?
Nah, man.
I know this is a lot of
information to drop on you, bro.
That ain't a lot of information.
Would be a lot if you donate
a good chunk of that bread over here
to the church fund, you know what I mean?
It's a little donation,
you know what I mean?
(dog barking)
Vince, once again the
final tender is off.
I don't know if it's 'cause
you not paying attention
'cause you keep firing and hiring bitches.
Let me see.
Maddie, you looking at the wrong month.
You keep changing the system, but you-
You looking at the wrong month.
I didn't tell them to
do August or September
'cause the new scans.
Man, if you keep changing
the system that we using,
you not even giving employees enough time
to learn the old system.
I mean how the hell are we
supposed to remember that?
First you complained about
the first system, right?
The Fusion system.
So I got you a new one.
Now you can't use that.
If Fusion or Streamcast
is too difficult for you,
let me know.
I'll call Fusion myself
or I'll stick around
and train the employees.
Ain't nobody say Fusion
or Streamcast was hard.
I said you not giving
the employees enough time
to learn a new system
and then you bring in this
aftermarket shit in here
that we can't stand, we can't
populate it in the system.
Now I gotta call this astronaut lady again
then I gotta sit on the phone with her.
I gotta get a pin number.
I gotta put it on the phone.
You know how long it took me the last time
but I figured it out didn't I?
Because that's not the issue.
Look, what's the real problem?
Because I know it ain't the employees.
The tender is off!
Why is that not an issue?
I mean is it because it's
just little bits of money?
So what's your solution, Maddie?
Sure.
Oh.
We'll let Stella do the hiring.
- Stella?
- Yep.
Because I mean we've
been doing this so much.
No, wait.
[Maddie] Maybe that's why
our wires are getting crossed.
If we do this,
I don't want to hear you
complaining about shit.
No, because that's what we need
and it's gonna give us
time to spend together.
I'm tired of only doing business with you.
I mean Stella, she's
been here the longest.
It'll take the load off of us.
And besides the bitches you keep hiring,
they don't last too long.
How that sound to you Stella?
[Vince] Stella.
[Maddie] I'm not did, Stella,
how does that sound to you?
- Stella.
- Um.
[Maddie] Don't keep looking.
No, yeah.
See? She don't see a problem with that.
And I know you don't
see a problem with that.
So now we just gonna
spend a whole bunch of money
'cause you want to go out and shit?
We, but if we here, who's
down there watching the gallery?
Wolf.
Ah, I know that's your mans and all
but no, no, we gotta get down there
and make sure he handling
business the right way.
- Baby, it'll be fine.
- I know.
[Vince] It's only a three hour showing.
I hear you but it's
not gonna work for me.
(solemn piano music)
What's one of those run for?
Well at the end of the day,
this is a Davon Carey,
so I'm not letting it go
for anything less than 800.
Who's that?
Who's Davon Carey?
Do you, do you know art at all?
Okay, so Davon Carey is a local artist.
He's from Baltimore.
He's, this dude's approach to art is,
is revolutionary.
I mean the way he immerses
himself into his paintings,
the contouring, the shadowing,
the colors, everything comes together.
It blends all to tell a story.
Hmm, 800,000? Never heard of him.
Okay, so I'm gonna act like
you're not just dismissing
this amazing mastermind of art here
and focus on what this is
'cause I am overly honored
to have this in my show.
Yeah, it's nice.
I mean this man's mind is amazing.
That's nice, bro.
What the fuck happened to my brother?
Um, and who are you?
You Wolf, right?
It depends on who asking.
Oh, so where's Vince?
Can I help you?
You playing games and shit.
You think I'm playing?
I ain't played games
since middle school.
Come on, man.
Listen, we ain't gotta do that.
(dramatic music)
(punches thudding)
Oh shit! Ouch.
(light piano music)
(punches thudding)
(both groaning)
You stupid son of a bitch.
You just had to keep talking.
(light piano music)
Motherfucker taking
his shirt off and shit.
I gotta sit down. Sit down.
I got this, yeah.
No, man. I got it.
Fuck this. (shouts)
(punches thudding)
(light jazzy music)
(Winny yelling)
(Wolf groaning)
(punches thudding)
Get the fuck off of Wolf.
(punch thuds)
What the fuck is wrong with you, man?
Get the fuck outta here, man.
Hitting bitches?
You're trouble, man.
Shit!
(suspenseful music)
[Sergeant] It's about damn time
you answered this motherfucking phone.
You always the first one
out here asking for overtime
and you always the first one
not getting a fucking thing done.
You can't just see
the bigger picture, yo?
Why you can't just trust me?
[Sergeant] I don't know who
the fuck you think you are
and I don't know why
you came into my life,
but the sooner you get
the fuck out, the better.
So you better figure this shit out.
You better get your fucking man.
I'm here, Sarge. I'm here.
So I'm on it. I'm on it.
So listen, this guy Remi, he
was in the army, he was the OD.
So you know, we, uh-
[Sergeant] And you shut the fuck up.
You ain't doing your goddamn job either.
You're supposed to keep an
eye on this fucking girl, huh?
Let me tell you something,
Sergeant Punk Ass.
I'm a Black woman so
you'll never understand
how many times we change our hair,
Steve Nichols looking motherfucker.
I can't stand White people.
I don't care, you cool.
But get your mans, I swear.
(siren wailing)
So you were referred by Terrence Hollis?
Yeah, my dad is my man. So yeah.
Said you came highly
recommended. (laughs)
Heard nothing, nothing but good things.
Cool. That's what's up, yeah.
All right, so here's the deal, okay?
These kids,
they keep coming in the
mall during school hours.
The ones from Douglas especially.
[Remi] Yeah.
And here I like to
just basically enforce
a no nonsense policy
and just make sure that they have a parent
or an adult with them, you know?
Got you, got it.
Perfect. I understand.
Okay, and it looks like
you do have some experience here.
Yeah, just a couple bars,
parties and clubs and
stuff I was hired for, so.
(ominous music)
Look, the niggas that
killed your brother,
they coming for you next
and that nigga Winny,
so you better watch your back.
Excuse me.
I'm sorry, what did you say?
I, I said when can you come back?
When's the next time you can start?
Oh, ASAP.
Soon as I can like, get in there.
Yeah, I can come back.
[Manager] Okay, like
to hear that. (laughs)
Remi.
- What's up?
- How you doing?
All right, how can I help you?
I'm Detective Camp.
This is my partner Detective Levy.
We had a few questions about your brother.
Well I already gave a statement
and I'm on my way to see my
mom, so if y'all excuse me.
Listen, we aware of that.
I'm not talking about your brother.
A homicide happened a couple days ago.
Listen, we're on your side.
No need for all the attitude.
Sorry, don't mind my partner.
We just had a couple leads
and wanna ask a few questions.
Wanted to see if you know some people.
What kind of leads?
You know this guy?
Nah, I don't know him.
Nah, who's that?
Well the first guy was Jet.
Real nasty motherfucker.
He's known for prostitution, trespassing.
Kidnapping, all of that.
- Who's the other guy?
- That's Nigel.
That's his man.
They have a detail business
out near Cherry Hill.
That's his cover.
[Remi] Why y'all telling
me all this shit, man?
Again.
We want the same thing you want.
Find out how and why
your brother got killed.
[Remi] Kidnapped, missing.
He was kidnapped.
Okay, well you don't
gotta find him yourself.
You know, just call us if
you find out something.
You know the number. It's 911, you know?
Or that.
Or y'all could tell me where
I can find them guys, like.
I'm sorry it don't work
like that, Remington. (laughs)
That's your name. Look at the shoes.
(laughs) Dumb ass.
(tape clicks)
(flashback whooshes)
I don't see what's the,
what's so hard to understand.
You're a shooter.
You're a driver.
Drive, shoot.
What's so hard to understand about that?
(dramatic music)
And Jet?
Son, I thought you was better than that.
You a real rider.
That's who you riding with.
Nah, Preach.
Remember we criminals.
(gunshot blasts)
(train rumbling)
[Winny] Yo, you good?
Why some cops approach me today, bro?
[Winny] Oh good, now we
can get some real help.
Fight the real crime, man.
I can't keep doing this shit.
Yeah, you right.
This may be the help we need
to figure some shit out.
[Winny] So I'm coming to get you?
Man, I'm fucking hungry
with all this bullshit.
I'm about to head
out to this other spot.
[Winny] What spot?
Yo, yo, what spot?
I'll hit you back when
I get out the tunnel.
[Winny] Yo, I'm getting too
old for this shit, man, I-
(dramatic hip hop music)
You went deeper than
I thought, little bro.
That nigga shot Arnie in front of you?
Nigga popped the shit out, bro.
Man, I ain't gonna lie, yo.
And what you did?
The fuck, there wasn't
nothing I could do.
I complied, nigga.
Nigga went straight in my
pockets, took my ID out.
Said "Yeah, nigga I know
you live at, your baby mama."
"Your kids go to school."
Nigga, I don't fuck, nigga.
Damn, and you know he ain't bluffing.
So what's the next move?
Man, you already know what's up, 187.
We gonna go catch Remi's bitch ass.
We gonna do this shit for
motherfucking Arnie, nigga.
You talking about killing
the nigga that you work for
and you stand in his place of business?
That's some gangster shit.
(Jordan laughs)
I got your back.
Man, you already know, bro.
You know your boss is
taking a long fucking time
to show up at his own venue.
This shit is annoying.
And y'all some sneaky ass niggas, man.
Y'all started that shit.
Started what, nigga?
What the fuck is you talking about?
We can really start some shit, nigga.
What the fuck is you talking about?
Oh, oh.
Nah, nah, we ain't doing
that shit here today. Uh-uh.
Nah, you know what, big homie?
You got this one, yo.
Come on y'all.
You on your top thing and shit.
Yo, you know what I'm saying. Apology.
I know how this shit go.
Address, date and time.
I'll catch y'all niggas later.
(dramatic hip hop music)
(suspenseful music)
Hanna?
I have to get my own set of keys.
Man, I can't walk around
with these pink accessories on my...
Hanna?
Hanna?
(suspenseful music)
(keys clang)
(cellphone buzzing)
Where the fuck is she?
Nah, but I'm saying though,
you thought you was just
going to walk up in the spot
and then walk out with no consequences?
With a fucking bomb at that.
Nigga, you must be crazy.
So that's two motherfuckers
you snatched from me.
I mean, damn.
Nice to meet you too. (chuckles)
And my apologies for not
answering your call and shit
but it's kind of weird.
A dead nigga popping up on your caller ID.
You understand, right?
All right, man. Cut the bullshit.
What do you want?
My fucking money.
Nigga, don't think I don't see
you walking around this bitch
with all these new costumes and shit.
Matter of fact, check your phone.
Your bitch good for now, but your brother?
Yeah, he was on some whole other shit.
Lemme talk to her.
Nigga, this is not a movie.
I said she was all right.
(Hanna muffled screaming)
I mean, I don't know
how long but she good.
(cellphone dialing)
(cellphone ringing)
[Winny] Yo.
[Remi] Why the fuck you
not answering your phone?
[Winny] Nigga, I don't know.
I got creditors calling me and shit.
Where you at?
[Remi] I'm at a payphone.
[Winny] Hey, where the
fuck you found a payphone?
- On Greenmount.
- What the fuck, yo?
You left your house to go
all the way to Greenmount.
Man, stop fucking playing.
I, I need you, bro.
I need you to come get me, man.
I fucked up.
[Winny] What you mean?
[Remi] They got Hanna.
[Winny] Oh shit.
So you think it got something
to do with your brother?
- I don't know.
- Or what?
All that money you took?
[Remi] I don't know,
but the nigga I've been
looking for found me
but I got something for his ass.
[Winny] Yo, just send me your
location and I'll be there.
I got you, yo.
(upbeat R&B music)
Hey y'all, I got public reporting.
Oh, snap it up for me.
Snap it up for me.
Penetrate her mind
and you can penetrate that behind, right?
Call her a cab then run
out on that tab, huh?
(all snapping fingers)
What's up, nigga?
You know you a hard man to find.
I'm sorry about your girl,
snatching her ass up and everything
but you was fucking with
our whole operation.
And you lucky we ain't shoot
her when we snatched her up,
with her smart ass mouth.
Shut up before I take your gun, pussy.
- Yeah, that's cute.
- Yo, back the fuck up.
Patti LaBelle this nigga.
- What the fuck is that?
- Pat his ass down.
Check him.
He in the military. I don't
trust this motherfucker.
[Thug] Oh yeah, this
nigga strapped, man.
See?
Where is that bag?
Whoa, nigga. The fuck
you thought this was?
Let him bring me the money.
(ominous music)
Yo, me and your brother, man,
we had a foolproof plan
for like a whole year.
Shit was perfect but
you, you's fucking it up.
You getting in the way and
shit, you know what I'm saying?
Put this money right here.
(guns cocking)
(gunshots blasting)
(clubgoers screaming)
(alarm blaring)
Nigga, get out the way motherfucker.
Ah!
(gunshots blasting)
Okay, gimme the gun.
Let's go!
(gunshots blasting)
I don't wanna hold the bag.
Go get my bag, here.
Go fast! Go now, go, go!
(alarm blaring)
(gunshots blasting)
(suspenseful music)
(alarm continues blaring)
(dramatic music)
(gunshot blasts)
You know, we should get a promotion.
Fuck.
I got you. I got you.
(punches thudding)
(suspenseful music)
Hey!
(gunshots blasting)
Fuck!
(gunshots blasting)
Shit!
(gunshots blasting)
(body thuds)
Shit.
On three, one.
Roll!
It's only two in this, nigga.
(gunshot blasts)
(body thuds)
(water splashing)
Listen, cleaning up real quick?
Yeah, well that wig was too heavy
and the coat was from Shein.
I can't be doing that, shit.
This building is crazy.
It got all kind of surprises
in this motherfucker.
(suspenseful music)
(gunshots blasting)
(both grunting)
(gunshot blasts)
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
She almost ate me up.
They trying to fuck up my hair.
Oh no, you good.
You still got your Jimmy Neutron going on.
Thank you.
But that's a big bitch, yo.
Oh my God. Thank you.
I mean I had her but it was-
- I got you.
- Yeah, thank you.
(suspenseful music)
- Whoa, hey.
- What you doing?
Come on.
Why the fuck do you have a gun?
My friend is upstairs bleeding.
I need y'all fucking help, man.
Put it down.
(suspenseful music)
Man, if you shoot me I'm
gonna kick your ass, man.
Nah, fuck that.
Because we gotta talk, nigga.
You know what the fuck I'm talking about.
We gotta talk.
Go the fuck upstairs, go upstairs.
(suspenseful music)
You know these people?
(door creaks)
Man, I'm glad y'all got here.
Y'all got an ambulance
and some shit outside.
I think I popped one of my
stitches with this shit.
Thank y'all for everything,
but we still ain't get
to the bottom of shit.
This ain't about that.
This about the money.
Where it's at?
What money?
(gunshot blasts)
- Oh!
- Oh shit!
I don't got all fucking day.
Where's the money?
Where is it at?
- Car outside, it's-
- Keys! Now!
Yo, don't give her them keys, man.
You give her the keys, she
gonna kill us and go to Mexico.
Shut up.
Gimme the keys.
Actually it's Dubai, nigga.
(gunshot blasts)
(suspenseful music)
The Lord's curse is on
the house like the wicked.
Your soul is required in hell.
Oh shit!
A dead white cop and a dead black woman.
We gotta get the fuck outta here.
- Right.
- Ah!
These motherfuckers that got
in a fucking shootout, man.
I'm the fucking driver.
I don't do none of that shit.
Goddamn, man.
Got a shotgun but we still got shot.
- Yes, I know.
- The girl took the car.
The guy with the gloves,
the jacket he got away too.
He didn't get away.
Fuck you mean he didn't get away?
What are you doing?
(bag beeping)
What the fuck is that beeping noise?
Oh shit, man.
Is that?
(explosion rumbles)
(alarms blaring)
Oh, you the motherfucking man, huh?
You the motherfucking man.
You done blew up the whole goddamn street.
I just paid my taxes
to get that shit fixed.
Man, it's officially outta control.
Everybody's dead.
Everybody's dead.
A cop got shot, a black woman got shot.
A car exploded in the parking lot.
The open mic turned into
motherfucking Afghanistan.
March Funeral Home is about
to go crazy right now.
They about to have numbers.
The dude Remi, Flood's brother,
man, they done picked him up.
They got him in there for questioning.
Shit got crazy, man.
Shit, everybody involved in it's dead.
This is your boy Big Style signing off.
I'ma keep y'all updated, man.
When the streets talking,
man, I'm listening.
She like why you put that
whole paint in the two liter
Beat that bit from the back
in my fucking wife beater
Peanut, peanut butter six
and that bitch five seven
Sunroof in a bitch
cover hell a features
The little pipe sounded
like some kind of creature
Back in high school I had
more money than my teacher
Called up by the bitches,
two guns arms out
They do the Macarena
Yeah, get your block right up
But this ain't Aquafina, fool
Next day the block drives,
fuck it that's what he's doing
Got a seat for two, mask up
Pimp, do the scoop
Pull us out the popo 556 on popo, ma
He ain't shooter, how you know
I swear that boy got sweaty palms
It's matter how my
warfare bring heavy bumps
Knock a nigga's head off a pole
Call me Barry Bonds
I'ma mix it like y'all say
Watch me roll along
I told it's SOS or I today
He ain't Lucky Charms
Bitch, I got stitch for days
Bitch, my clip longer than monkey paws
Because I can't wear the vain fashion
Like, you can wear 'em all
Turn the pill to paper
Just to show you I ain't scared of law
Pussy nigga, I ain't scared of law
Shit, like why you put that
whole paint in the two liter
Beat that bitch front to back
in my fucking wife beater
Pin up all the seats and
that bitch a five seater
Leather seats, real grain
That's the bold speech
She like it how I dress, what
the name of those sneakers
I dunno the nigga
I'm in charge of full features
Compression on that bitch
I can feel the heat seeping
I might catch a lack on
this and next need this
Ain't got a sad name
You can feel the shoe fit in
Making nigga meet
Jesus, hope he Christian
Catch the Holy Ghost every
time I step Christian
Don't get lost trying fight
Yeah