Queens (2021) s01e08 Episode Script
God's Plan
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ALL: We're going on a world tour!
BRIANNA: In the past six months,
these women have been through divorces,
crappy performances, rehab, and
we still found our swag.
TINA: You are evil.
You're gonna get what's coming to you, Jill, I promise.
We're representing every woman out there that wakes up every day and gets stuff done.
VALERIA: So my mom's a lying criminal.
She's not your mother.
Let's talk about this.
VALERIA: I want you out of my life.
We made a deal, Jones.
Where's my money? [GUNSHOT.]
So we ain't going nowhere.
We here.
I made you, a queen is what you call me [GUNSHOT.]
[HIGH-PITCHED TONE RINGING.]
[SIRENS WAILING.]
[HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING.]
RADIO DISPATCH: We've got shots fired outside the Staples Center.
Multiple injuries onsite.
All units, I repeat, all units [GURNEY CLATTERS.]
[SIRENS WAILING.]
[SILENCE.]
[SIREN CONTINUES WAILING.]
[GRUNTING.]
[GROANS.]
Is Brianna all right? Sir, I'm gonna need you to calm down.
Is she all right? FEMALE NEWSCASTER: Major injuries reported at the scene of a high-profile shooting in the Southland tonight.
JILL: Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee.
Blessed art thou amongst women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of Don't say it.
Don't you say it.
No child left behind Don't you say it.
No child left behind Why would anyone do this?! No child left behind EMT: You're gonna be okay.
You're gonna be okay.
No child left behind Pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure.
No visible exit wound.
- Two shattered ribs, open pneumothorax.
- No child left behind FEMALE NEWSCASTER: Legendary rapper Professor Sex of the hip-hop group Queens and the group's manager, Eric Jones, were both shot this evening in an apparent attempt on the group's lives.
Never called on y'all, never count on y'all Cyanosis.
Always count on God Pulse ox dropping.
- EMT #2: We got a collapsed lung here.
- Back again, I used my back against the wall - Damn it.
- Never called on y'all The extent of the injuries are unknown at this time but expected to be critical, as the rapper and her manager, Eric Jones, were rushed to a nearby hospital.
Be okay.
Be okay, be okay, be okay, be okay.
- Be okay.
- He's done miracles on me - [MOUTHING PRAYER.]
- He's done miracles on me [TIRES SCREECHING.]
He's done miracles on me He's done miracles on me [SIRENS WAILING.]
[INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT OVER P.
A.
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This is the VIP section? In L.
A.
? Bree can't die in this place.
Is this for real? Like, for real, for real? Eric's gonna be fine.
But Brianna she looked bad.
It happened so fast.
I don't remember.
Did she say anything? Could she talk? She didn't talk.
W-Was she breathing? I don't know if she was breathing.
No, she was breathing.
Of course Brianna was breathing.
FEMALE NEWSCASTER: Reports coming in are mixed as to whether or not the shooting has resulted in casualties, but the LAPD is currently searching for the shooter, who remains at large.
Hey, yo, someone shut that off.
She can't die.
She can't die.
She can't.
She can't.
She can't.
[SCHOOL BELL RINGS.]
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS.]
[NAUGHTY BY NATURE'S "HIP HOP HOORAY" PLAYS.]
Hip hop hooray Ho, hey, ho Hey, ho BRIANNA: Naomi? Who wants to know? I'm Brianna, from St.
Felix.
I'm supposed to be helping you with Shakespeare.
- [SCOFFS.]
- I get credit either way, so you can keep on drawing if you don't want my help.
Why I gotta care about what some white man wrote 500 years ago? That don't got anything to do with me.
See, it's not even like that.
I mean, sometimes it's kinda sorta like that.
But Shakespeare is cool.
Shakespeare has rhymes.
He's got flow.
Nah, Rakim got flow.
Nas got flow.
Shakespeare is wack.
[RAPPING.]
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May And summer's lease hath all too short a date So long as men can breathe or eyes can see So long live this, and this gives life to thee See? Flow.
Who you into? Man, Tribe, Jungle Brothers, Salt-N-Pepa, KRS-One.
[CHUCKLES.]
All right, there's a showcase at this club, The Bronx Quarter.
- So? - So I wanna get something going.
A crew.
See if we could win.
We? Like you and me? Rapping together? And maybe a couple other girls.
So, like, a group.
Yeah, a group.
You in? How I know you any good? This is embarrassin' Mass murder, harassment, I'm the advocate No one can fathom this Nasty Bitch flow with the arrogance I said turn it off.
And my mystique is Mona I wanna see if they know who did this or if they caught them.
I know this is hard to believe, but this is the VIP area, so you can wait somewhere else.
Detective Martin Wilson, LAPD.
You're all witnesses to an attempted homicide.
As of now, we have no suspects, so since you're here waiting Nobody wants to talk.
We want to know if our friend is alive.
I imagine you also want to know who may have done this to her.
Let's talk.
Alone.
Can you think of anyone who might have wished the group harm? I don't know why you talking to us.
I mean, we don't know who did this.
So unless you can tell me how Eric and Brianna are doing I don't know how Mr.
Jones or Ms.
Robinson's surgeries are going, but I promise to tell you as soon as I do.
Now, do you have any enemies? Anyone who might hold a grudge? I've been horrible lately.
To everyone in my life.
I've been the worst to Tina, my ex.
She told me Your reckoning is coming very soon.
You think Tina could have done this? Tina? I don't know her like Jill, but that would be shocking.
Although Jill did her pretty dirty.
Rosie.
- Valentina.
- Who? My fake-ass con mom.
You won't go to the cops, because now you know what I'm capable of.
I went to the cops after she told me not to.
[SIGHS.]
[QUIETLY.]
Hey.
Look, I'mma tell you something the other women don't even know about.
It's not for sure, for sure, it's just a theory that I got.
But if somebody wanna come at us like that, it's [SIGHS.]
I'm listening.
Eric got money trouble.
He was supposed to pay Jadakiss a hundred racks, but he couldn't get it till we went on tour.
Then Jadakiss showed up at the house with a gun.
JADAKISS: Get me my money, or we gon' make this a flashback for the old days.
When E showed up at that billboard, he was all beat up.
And the last thing that he said before he got shot? Listen, I'll get you your money.
Please don't tell Eric I told you.
NAOMI: Look, just do your job.
I'm gonna go find out if my friends are alive.
- Excuse me.
- How can I help you? We were told to wait, but we still haven't heard anything.
We need to know what's happening with Brianna Robinson.
And Eric Jones.
- Are you family? - They're our friends.
Then I don't know what to tell you.
You can't tell us if they're alive or dead? They are still being cared for.
Why are you saying it like we're trying to resolve a cable bill? These are people.
They're family.
Eric Jones is my daughter's father.
[SIGHS.]
Okay.
Mr.
Jones is stable and out of surgery.
- Oh! - But unless Ms.
Robinson is somehow the mother of your child, I can't tell you anything.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
- What? - What? Bree's kids.
Keep going.
Ignore them.
Ignore them.
You guys got this.
Back off! They're children! [REPORTERS CLAMORING.]
You scared the crap out of me, you know that? I mean, what kind of idiot goes after somebody with a gun? And you know who would have to tell Jojo? Me.
Don't ever do anything dumb like that again.
We're family now.
I can't lose you, Eric.
I'll get your money.
Eric? Hey.
Hey.
Hi.
Look at you, sitting by my bed.
How's Bree? We don't know yet.
The surgeon was able to get the bullet out.
Bones, ligaments, arteries all intact.
That's some good news.
[SNIFFLES.]
Um, look, you get your rest.
I'll tell you if I hear anything, okay? Um, what you said at the billboard and what you said just now are you in trouble? It's business stuff.
Just being paranoid, you know? Did they catch who did this? No.
You could come back and hold my hand whenever you want, though.
Boy, bye.
[CHUCKLES.]
There's a detective here looking into this whole thing.
He's gonna stop by.
'Cause I love your smile Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo Mom? I'm home from school.
I'm going up to my room with a friend This is Naomi.
From school.
Since when can you wear clothing like that to St.
Felix? I go to Benjamin Davis.
Ma'am.
I'm glad you're home.
I made a playdate with a nice girl from school.
Private school.
A "playdate"? Mom She's a good girl.
Come in here, dear.
You brought some random girl from school to our house? Brianna, say hi.
On my charge anyway Hi.
Hi.
I'm Jill.
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo [ELEVATOR BELL DINGS.]
Is Mom gonna be okay? We don't know yet because the doctors can only talk to family.
We're hoping to get to listen when they talk to you.
You're family, Auntie V.
Gracias, mijo.
- Grandma? - KIDS: Grandma! Oh.
It's okay, babies.
It's okay.
Mom is gonna be fine, and Grandma's handling everything from here on out.
Okay? Okay, okay, okay, okay.
[SNIFFLES.]
I dunno.
Titanium.
Did your mother teach you nothing? So that's Bree's mom? You know, I'm all about calling out the way older and younger women are set up to tear each other apart, but we've never had the greatest relationship.
NAOMI: Mnh-mnh.
Bree's mom hates us.
Always has, always will.
I mean, we're the reason why Brianna didn't go to Harvard and marry Barack.
- Y'all that old? - Hyperbole.
That sound like a old-people word.
[DOOR OPENS.]
- [DOOR CLOSES.]
- Brianna is out of surgery.
- That's it? - I'm not the doctor.
She's alive, but she's unconscious and on life support.
The doctor will be out to talk to you shortly.
If Grandma wants to take the kids in, that'll be her call.
They don't need to see their mom on life support with all those tubes coming out of her.
That's crazy.
No cap.
- She's going to be fine.
- VALERIA: What if she isn't? They just lost their father.
We'll wait till she's awake and feeling better.
Ms.
Robinson, I have all the faith in the world, but we Bree is in there alone, okay? She needs to know that us and her children are here for her.
She's asleep.
Do you want people watching you when you're asleep? I know you love drama, but I just told you, Brianna is going to be fine.
Grandma.
We want to see Mom.
JAMES: What if something happens? Auntie V can take us.
WOMAN: [OVER P.
A.
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Pharmacy rep, call operations.
Pharmacy rep, please call operations.
I don't want that image in my head.
[SIGHS.]
I'll take you back.
Come on.
You tell me every single word that doctor says.
Está loca.
Ah, push it - [SIGHS.]
- Baby Ooh, baby, baby, ba-baby, baby So, what do you guys wanna do? We wanna rap.
BRIANNA: We're a hip-hop group.
Just the two of you? We're gonna do a showcase up in The Bronx.
Never mind.
You ready? Hell yeah.
How to become number one in a hot party show Jill, you could practice being the audience.
Or, you know, go pray or whatever.
- [BOTH CHUCKLE.]
- Push it real [HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING.]
[RAPPING.]
Unh, unh, unh Naomi got it wrapped like a mummy now You rappers is funny style, I'm flippin' And kickin' the real, that's how I run it down I'm ready to take out anybody that flex Snatchin' mics out the hands of even the opposite sex I'm bringin' you danger, I'm not a schoolgirl That's prissy, prissy, I got anger With pen and a paper, I'm getting busy Is she serious? I'm leavin' 'em deliriously furious That you could never get with this Ay, yo, Brianna is straight A's and outfit fresh Boys be so stupid that they bore me to death Other girls jealous that I don't feel threats I may get good grades, but I'm far from the teacher's pet Any subject, I'm passin' the test Bamboo earrings, my fashion's the best And I got a slick mouth, so watch your step Brianna's on the honor roll 'Cause I'm smarter than the rest What's the meanin' of your life When you steppin' into my zone? I kicked Charlotte outta the web and made it my own - [CHUCKLES.]
- I'm takin' no losses I'm givin' you some venom in denim And then I'm sendin' 'em several lessons With ruthless aggression, I'm a monster Young, but I'm gifted, rugged and rippin' Discover my lyrics on different planets Where nothin' existed, hands down, I father MCs I'm bringin' 'em down to they knees 'cause I'm a queen Unh, I may be pretty, but I'm dangerous Unh, I'm not in college yet, but I know what my major is I got a PhD in MC-in' But eye-to-eye with Mom Dukes I ain't seein', unh She want me Ivy League-in', I want the charts My style is art, I got the flow and the book smarts And I don't need no makeup to be a star - Yo, check this out - Queens in the makin' - We all gon' be in charge - Unh, unh Let the church say amen And I'mma say grace on this beat - Before I eat it like a Cornish hen - What? - What? - God gave me a flawless pen Lambs to the slaughter - Jill's the preacher's daughter - Okay! Collection plates got my name on it - Oh.
Yeah.
- Now it's time to put his blessings with the fame on it Unh, I promised Pops I would preach and teach Till I have the whole world on they knees and feet, unh [BOTH LAUGH.]
[MUSIC SHUTS OFF.]
I love Jesus and hip-hop.
Now we're a group.
[CHUCKLES.]
Kick this one here for me Is Mommy going to die like Daddy did? I don't know.
- Is she even in there? - Yes.
She wants you to know how much she loves you, how much she'll always love you.
No matter if she stays or if she has to go.
'Cause that's what moms do.
They love you.
No matter what.
And nothing can ever change that.
I promise.
Because my mom's out there somewhere.
Maybe she's alive, maybe she's not.
Either way, I know she loves me.
I can feel it.
Like you can feel your mom here now.
[SNIFFLES.]
[KNOCK ON DOOR.]
[DOOR OPENS.]
Eric Jones? Martin Wilson, LAPD.
Mr.
Jones, I'm here 'cause I'm investigating three possible subjects for, uh, tonight's shooting Tina DuBois of Billings, Montana, a Valentina Gorgoza, no last known address, and a Jason Phillips, otherwise known as Jadakiss, of Yonkers, New York.
We think that last one might have a special interest for you.
I like his music.
Top five for sure.
[SIGHS.]
Your colleague Lauren seems to think you had an altercation with Mr.
Phillips and possibly Altercation? I Do you not owe Mr.
Phillips a large sum of money? [SCOFFS.]
Is there anything she didn't tell you? You tell me.
I have nothing else to say.
[SCOFFS.]
I'd be more concerned if somebody possibly tried to kill me, didn't finish the job, and was still on the loose.
[DOOR OPENS.]
Rest up, Mr.
Jones.
[DOOR CLOSES.]
[SIGHS.]
TRAUMA SURGEON: Brianna was shot in the chest, causing injury to her spleen, her liver, and her spine.
We were able to stop the bleeding, but bullet fragments remain in the spinal canal.
I told you she'd be fine.
Can you let her finish, please? The damage to the spinal cord was extensive.
As things stand, she doesn't have function below the neck.
So with your permission, we'd like to perform a second surgery to remove the fragments and hopefully restore as much movement as we can.
Wait, are you saying that Brianna won't be able to walk? If we leave her as she is, lifelong paralysis is the outcome.
The surgery would likely restore function, if it's successful.
But there are risks, including the possibility of death.
But couldn't she die anyway? Until she regains consciousness, we don't know.
If it were my friend or my daughter, I would have the surgery.
But ultimately, it's up to the family to decide.
NAOMI: Well, we gotta do it.
I mean, we have to give Bree the chance to to pick up her kids, to perform, to live the new life she was just learning to live.
What the hell? - Don't touch her.
- What? You don't have to decide right now.
I am deciding right now.
I said leave my daughter alone.
[CRYING.]
Don't touch her again.
Don't hurt her anymore.
Just let my baby be alive.
Please.
[SOBBING.]
NAOMI: I mean, the fact that Brianna's mom is the one that gets to make that decision is crazy.
I mean, she doesn't even know her like we do.
Now that I'm single, I guess my father would decide.
I haven't spoken to him in six months.
At least you have someone.
[GASPS.]
Tell us you've got something.
Who did this to us? We were able to eliminate some of our suspects.
Uh, your ex, Tina, was on a flight to Montana earlier this evening.
And the woman who was claiming to be your mother was caught on a security cam outside a Taco Bell the same time as the shooting.
Turns out, uh, she has a bench warrant out in Wisconsin, so we're holding her till she can be transferred in the morning.
Wisconsin? Who is this bitch? I'll let you know more when I can.
Mr.
Detective? What about Jadakiss? Right now? He's our prime suspect.
[INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT OVER P.
A.
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Oh.
Slam, duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh Let the boys be boys Slam, duh-duh-duh Thought I was gonna have to go alone.
I'm sorry.
We had to wait till my mom was asleep.
Deep sleep.
You know, once, I snuck down in the middle of the night to watch "RoboCop.
" You know, Bree's mom is like "RoboCop.
" Okay.
We take the F train to the 4/5.
Sign up, wait for our slot.
Did we ever come up with a name we're signing up with? I don't care.
I just wanna win.
So if you think of something by the time we get there, be my guest.
Slam, duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh Let the boys be boys [MONITOR BEEPING.]
The hell is that? They got nothing in that gift shop.
Went down there to clear my head, and unless you want some girly-ass orchids, this what you get.
Yeah, this dude's real tough.
Why'd you tell the cops about me and Jada? Got some detective up my ass, wants to know if I if I think Jada shot me and Bree.
'Cause he did.
Duh.
This is hip-hop.
You trying to get me killed? "This is hip-hop"? Nah, bruh, this is real life.
Brianna might die if she gets surgery, and if she doesn't, she still might die or be paralyzed.
Wait, what? That's real life, bro.
Maybe all that snitches-get-stitches crap played back in the '90s, but it ain't like that now.
No cap.
Jadakiss is like that now.
But I can take care of it, soon as I get out this bed.
- I told you, I will take care of it.
- [DOOR OPENS.]
- Eric - Take care of what? Oh.
Nothing.
What the hell is that? [DOOR CLOSES.]
[SIGHS.]
Get well soon.
Hey.
[DOOR CLOSES.]
Muffin told me about Brianna.
Yeah.
And her mom is the only one that can make the decision whether or not to have surgery that could help her walk again, and, you know She's Renee.
Forever.
So, listen.
I have been going crazy all night out there.
- What's going on? - I basically had to cut a bitch to get in here before you woke up.
But what if they hadn't let me, or what if Jojo got hurt and you were there and I wasn't, or there was some kind of decision to make? I mean, don't you think we should make all of this official? You proposing to me? Hell no.
But Jojo once told me that you can put a name on a birth certificate retroactively.
You know, if it says "father unknown.
" And if the father doesn't want to be unknown.
I mean, just so we could have something written down somewhere that we're family.
Where do I sign? That was quick.
Naomi I want this.
I've always wanted this.
And I will sign any piece of paper that'll help make it happen.
Now.
I'm ready.
I get so weak in the knees, I can hardly speak - I do - I lose all control And something takes over me What'd you tell Muffin you were gonna take care of? I told you, it was nothing.
It's not a phase, I want you to stay with me By my side, I swallow my pride Your love is so sweet It knocks me right off of my feet What are you doing here? I wanted to see you before you left.
For Wisconsin.
[DOOR CLOSES.]
Why didn't you take anything from me? Money, jewelry? Why? Taking your jewelry was a short con.
Being your mom was a way to live.
Did you tell me the truth? About my mom's real name? Rosalind Marquez? She was a friend of mine.
Everything I told you about what happened to me, happened to her.
But I-I shouldn't have said she didn't care about you.
She did.
Why didn't she come find me? Because she's been dead.
You don't have to believe me.
That is the truth.
I'm sure your PI can verify.
What did she say about me? I will tell you everything if you hire me a good lawyer.
[EXHALES SHARPLY.]
She was proud of you.
You don't have to believe me about that, either, but it's true.
She loved you, Valeria.
You wanna front, what, jump up and get bucked If you're feeling lucky duck then press your luck I snatch fake gangster MCs and make flambé Your nine spray, my mind spray Malignant mist that'll leave comp defunct The result's your remains stuffed in a car trunk You couldn't come to the jungles of the East Popping that yang, you won't survive Get live, catching wreck is our thing I don't gang bang or shoot out, bang, bang Oh, did did Benny let you in here? We had a talk about that, man.
We wanna sign up.
For the showcase.
Hell no.
End of story.
We came all the way from Queens, paid double to get in here, and you're gonna be the one who comes outta this famous just for discovering us.
I'm already famous.
What? So, you girls think you can rap? As good as any of these dudes.
Come on, man.
- Bree.
- Hold on, I'm talking to him.
Bree.
I'm the mack, so I don't need to tote a Mac My attack is purely mental and its nature's not hate We're gonna die.
Listen, you gotta let us on next.
- Next? - My mother's here.
No, RoboCop is here.
Please.
We came a long way, dog.
You brave, I'll give you that.
You some nasty little bitches.
If that means we take what we want.
And don't take no for an answer.
You putting us on, or what? You remember the night we snuck out - and went to The Bronx Quarter? - [CHUCKLES.]
Our first night as the Nasty Bitches.
We would have never gotten in, if it weren't for you.
You were the glue, Bree.
Even then.
Hey.
Where you been? Seeing my mom.
My fake mom.
Hola, mami.
[SMOOCHES.]
I-I just need to check some vitals.
Oh, it's all of you.
Oh, wow.
Wow.
I'm I'm sorry.
I don't want to overstep.
It's just, we get a lot of celebrities through here, and it's really great to see you guys are so close in real life.
[SIGHS.]
Ms.
Robinson, we've known you a long time, and I know we haven't always seen eye to eye, - but we - We can't let you do this.
I mean, if Brianna has a chance I've made my decision.
She doesn't need more surgery.
I know you don't know me You think I don't know you? I know everything I need to just looking at you.
The way you're dressed, the poison you pump into your face.
My daughter has a world-class mind.
And the worst mistake I ever made was allowing her to pursue this foolishness.
You and your friends take her away from what's important her studies, her family.
You always have.
Bree was never happier in life than being on-stage with us, performing.
She only just got that back.
So if there's something that they can do to let her keep that She gets to keep her life barely, because of you.
And what kind of life does she get to keep? I mean, no husband, trapped in a chair.
I mean, Bree could still be a great mother to those kids.
Bree can do anything.
But can you honestly say you want this for her? I mean, you said all of this time that Brianna is gonna be fine.
And you know what? I-I believe you.
If she gets that surgery, she will be.
Fine.
But only if she gets it.
You know, we may not be blood, Ms.
Robinson, but we are Brianna's family.
We are.
And And you can hate us all you want, but this surgery is what Brianna would want, and you know it.
Nasty Bitches forever.
[FEEDBACK.]
Yeah.
All right, we got a change in the lineup tonight, a little something different for y'all and I do mean little.
[LAUGHTER.]
Put your hands together for the Nasty Bitches? - The what? - Nasty Bitches? Give it up for the Nasty Bitches! [NASTY BITCHES' "TEEN QUEENS" PLAYS.]
[CROWD CHEERING.]
Now, when it comes to boys, I'm way too smart You can't get my number, but don't dial my heart My head is in the books, not the clouds Still I'm so fly, they all wanna be down With the queen, I got crown on my bangs So you can keep chasin' them fast girls, I'm a cash girl Brianna made of cinnamon and brown sugar Mic in my hand, you can call me the crowd cooker But I don't wear aprons and no oven mitts Still I'm head chef and my girls is runnin' this My mind is made up, checkered flags, I'm a winner And when I'm all grown up, it's Gucci and glitter Naomi got the power, devour you rappers Make a clown out you rappers When I rhyme, it ain't nobody to battle me after You could grade me all F's when learnin' the books But I'mma always pass a test with verses and hooks The looks deceive you, this rook just queened you That's why when I'm around, don't nobody believe you I flow better than Joe and know better than Bo And I go harder than Buss in any scenario Keep your love letters and prom dates, it's all the same I'm heavier than Lyte, I'm the greatest in the game N is for nice, A is for aim O is for "Oh, my gosh, that little chick's insane" Unh, unh, praise the Lord and pass me the mic These other girls talk, but don't believe the hype It's Jill representin' for the underdog life My bark sounds vicious, but beware of the bite And I'm walkin' on stars, I'm outta this world A hip hop head puttin' on for all my girls And we comin' 100 miles and runnin', no heels Steam rollin' over you fast as Hot Wheels Who got the props, who's at the top? Tell 'em move down, it's already our spot Nobody even dares to compare and they could never It's Jill, Naomi, and Brianna forever [CHEERS AND APPLAUSE.]
[CHUCKLES.]
Whoo! You get your asses in that car! Now! - Yes, ma'am.
- Yes, ma'am.
SERIOUS YOUNG GUY: Yo! Hold up! They're going crazy in there.
You think we're gonna win? Hell nah.
Buncha gangsters in there be shooting up the place if they let a group of girls win.
Listen, you might not win, but you got something special.
I'm a manager.
Just getting started.
And I'd love to work with you.
I mean, if you'd let me.
I think we could do something special.
Eric Jones.
Give me a call.
[KNOCKING.]
Up and at 'em, bitch.
You making me hot.
You the reason I got LAPD crawlin' all up in my business.
I'm gonna fix it.
They questioning me about heating your ass up.
I'm in an attempted murder investigation.
I didn't tell them anything.
You better tell them it wasn't me.
You shot me.
You hit my girl Brianna.
She might die.
Over what, $750,000? You really think me and my goons would shoot Professor Sex trying to get at your tired ass? If it wasn't you, then who? This ain't "Columbo She Wrote.
" I ain't have nothing to do with that.
But I'm not done with you.
The second you get outta here, I'm gonna finish what I started.
You'll wish whoever did this to you and your people finished the job.
[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES.]
JILL: I know I've asked a lot of you, and I haven't been deserving lately.
But, dear God, if you could see Brianna through this Please.
Look, we have to be patient.
They said that Brianna's surgery could take up to six hours.
She's gonna pull through.
She has to.
- [DOOR CLOSES.]
- [INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT OVER P.
A.
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[GASPING.]
Eric is in trouble.
He didn't want me to, like, say anything, but he owes Jadakiss money, and that's who beat him up - and I think who shot him and Bree.
- What? Jill's not answering her phone.
Where is she? I think she went to the chapel.
Why? We got security footage of the shooter taking off his mask a block from the scene.
Straight shot, clear I.
D.
- Oh.
- What? Hello, Jill.
I love watching you pray.
Why are you here? I always loved it.
So pure.
You and I always talked about God's plan for us to have a baby.
I believe in it.
I believe everything happens for a reason.
I don't understand what Shh.
Accepting God's plan requires faith.
Devotion.
It gets you through good times and through times where you do bad things.
Bad things? I have hope again, Jill.
I now know it's God's plan for us to be together.
- Darren - That's the only reason that bullet didn't hit you tonight.
All right, let's lock it down.
You, this way.
You two, come with me.
Let's go! [RADIO CHATTER.]
[OXYGEN HISSING.]
TRAUMA SURGEON: Clamp.
[ALARM BLARING.]
Darren, you didn't.
God's plan.
[GASPS.]
[GRUNTS.]
[GASPING.]
She's crashing.
I can't get this bleeding under control.
God's plan, Jill.
[GASPING.]
God's plan.
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh [BREATHING HEAVILY.]
You were there for me - Jill.
- When nobody else would take my calls [GASPS.]
Oh, my God.
JILL: [CRYING.]
This was all my fault.
Oh, God.
It was all my fault.
He did it! He shot Bree! It was all my fault.
I have the suspect.
He's alive but unconscious.
He needs medical attention.
TRAUMA SURGEON: Suction.
Clamp.
Her pressure's dropping.
- I can't stabilize it.
- [ALARM BLARING.]
And I never would have made it without ya I hope you know [ALARM BEEPING.]
- [FLATLINE.]
- So lemme say this Just in case I haven't yet Oh - [DEFIBRILLATOR HUMMING.]
- Of every friend I've ever had - Clear.
- You've been the best [DEFIBRILLATOR THUMPS.]
[FLATLINE, DEFIBRILLATOR HUMMING.]
Don't wanna imagine life if we had never met JILL: It was all my fault.
VALERIA: It's not your fault.
Look, Bree is going to walk, okay? She's gonna she's gonna live her life.
- Please.
- God's plan, okay? Until my final breath Ooh So lemme say this just in case I haven't yet Of every friend I've ever had, you've been the best Oh, yeah Don't wanna imagine life if we had never met And I will lift you up until my final breath Oh Until my final breath Oh Breath Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Breath Oh Breath Oh Breath Oh [FLATLINE.]
- [MONITOR BEEPING.]
- Oh - [MONITOR BEEPING.]
- Oh
TINA: You are evil.
You're gonna get what's coming to you, Jill, I promise.
We're representing every woman out there that wakes up every day and gets stuff done.
VALERIA: So my mom's a lying criminal.
She's not your mother.
Let's talk about this.
VALERIA: I want you out of my life.
We made a deal, Jones.
Where's my money? [GUNSHOT.]
So we ain't going nowhere.
We here.
I made you, a queen is what you call me [GUNSHOT.]
[HIGH-PITCHED TONE RINGING.]
[SIRENS WAILING.]
[HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING.]
RADIO DISPATCH: We've got shots fired outside the Staples Center.
Multiple injuries onsite.
All units, I repeat, all units [GURNEY CLATTERS.]
[SIRENS WAILING.]
[SILENCE.]
[SIREN CONTINUES WAILING.]
[GRUNTING.]
[GROANS.]
Is Brianna all right? Sir, I'm gonna need you to calm down.
Is she all right? FEMALE NEWSCASTER: Major injuries reported at the scene of a high-profile shooting in the Southland tonight.
JILL: Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee.
Blessed art thou amongst women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of Don't say it.
Don't you say it.
No child left behind Don't you say it.
No child left behind Why would anyone do this?! No child left behind EMT: You're gonna be okay.
You're gonna be okay.
No child left behind Pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure.
No visible exit wound.
- Two shattered ribs, open pneumothorax.
- No child left behind FEMALE NEWSCASTER: Legendary rapper Professor Sex of the hip-hop group Queens and the group's manager, Eric Jones, were both shot this evening in an apparent attempt on the group's lives.
Never called on y'all, never count on y'all Cyanosis.
Always count on God Pulse ox dropping.
- EMT #2: We got a collapsed lung here.
- Back again, I used my back against the wall - Damn it.
- Never called on y'all The extent of the injuries are unknown at this time but expected to be critical, as the rapper and her manager, Eric Jones, were rushed to a nearby hospital.
Be okay.
Be okay, be okay, be okay, be okay.
- Be okay.
- He's done miracles on me - [MOUTHING PRAYER.]
- He's done miracles on me [TIRES SCREECHING.]
He's done miracles on me He's done miracles on me [SIRENS WAILING.]
[INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT OVER P.
A.
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This is the VIP section? In L.
A.
? Bree can't die in this place.
Is this for real? Like, for real, for real? Eric's gonna be fine.
But Brianna she looked bad.
It happened so fast.
I don't remember.
Did she say anything? Could she talk? She didn't talk.
W-Was she breathing? I don't know if she was breathing.
No, she was breathing.
Of course Brianna was breathing.
FEMALE NEWSCASTER: Reports coming in are mixed as to whether or not the shooting has resulted in casualties, but the LAPD is currently searching for the shooter, who remains at large.
Hey, yo, someone shut that off.
She can't die.
She can't die.
She can't.
She can't.
She can't.
[SCHOOL BELL RINGS.]
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS.]
[NAUGHTY BY NATURE'S "HIP HOP HOORAY" PLAYS.]
Hip hop hooray Ho, hey, ho Hey, ho BRIANNA: Naomi? Who wants to know? I'm Brianna, from St.
Felix.
I'm supposed to be helping you with Shakespeare.
- [SCOFFS.]
- I get credit either way, so you can keep on drawing if you don't want my help.
Why I gotta care about what some white man wrote 500 years ago? That don't got anything to do with me.
See, it's not even like that.
I mean, sometimes it's kinda sorta like that.
But Shakespeare is cool.
Shakespeare has rhymes.
He's got flow.
Nah, Rakim got flow.
Nas got flow.
Shakespeare is wack.
[RAPPING.]
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May And summer's lease hath all too short a date So long as men can breathe or eyes can see So long live this, and this gives life to thee See? Flow.
Who you into? Man, Tribe, Jungle Brothers, Salt-N-Pepa, KRS-One.
[CHUCKLES.]
All right, there's a showcase at this club, The Bronx Quarter.
- So? - So I wanna get something going.
A crew.
See if we could win.
We? Like you and me? Rapping together? And maybe a couple other girls.
So, like, a group.
Yeah, a group.
You in? How I know you any good? This is embarrassin' Mass murder, harassment, I'm the advocate No one can fathom this Nasty Bitch flow with the arrogance I said turn it off.
And my mystique is Mona I wanna see if they know who did this or if they caught them.
I know this is hard to believe, but this is the VIP area, so you can wait somewhere else.
Detective Martin Wilson, LAPD.
You're all witnesses to an attempted homicide.
As of now, we have no suspects, so since you're here waiting Nobody wants to talk.
We want to know if our friend is alive.
I imagine you also want to know who may have done this to her.
Let's talk.
Alone.
Can you think of anyone who might have wished the group harm? I don't know why you talking to us.
I mean, we don't know who did this.
So unless you can tell me how Eric and Brianna are doing I don't know how Mr.
Jones or Ms.
Robinson's surgeries are going, but I promise to tell you as soon as I do.
Now, do you have any enemies? Anyone who might hold a grudge? I've been horrible lately.
To everyone in my life.
I've been the worst to Tina, my ex.
She told me Your reckoning is coming very soon.
You think Tina could have done this? Tina? I don't know her like Jill, but that would be shocking.
Although Jill did her pretty dirty.
Rosie.
- Valentina.
- Who? My fake-ass con mom.
You won't go to the cops, because now you know what I'm capable of.
I went to the cops after she told me not to.
[SIGHS.]
[QUIETLY.]
Hey.
Look, I'mma tell you something the other women don't even know about.
It's not for sure, for sure, it's just a theory that I got.
But if somebody wanna come at us like that, it's [SIGHS.]
I'm listening.
Eric got money trouble.
He was supposed to pay Jadakiss a hundred racks, but he couldn't get it till we went on tour.
Then Jadakiss showed up at the house with a gun.
JADAKISS: Get me my money, or we gon' make this a flashback for the old days.
When E showed up at that billboard, he was all beat up.
And the last thing that he said before he got shot? Listen, I'll get you your money.
Please don't tell Eric I told you.
NAOMI: Look, just do your job.
I'm gonna go find out if my friends are alive.
- Excuse me.
- How can I help you? We were told to wait, but we still haven't heard anything.
We need to know what's happening with Brianna Robinson.
And Eric Jones.
- Are you family? - They're our friends.
Then I don't know what to tell you.
You can't tell us if they're alive or dead? They are still being cared for.
Why are you saying it like we're trying to resolve a cable bill? These are people.
They're family.
Eric Jones is my daughter's father.
[SIGHS.]
Okay.
Mr.
Jones is stable and out of surgery.
- Oh! - But unless Ms.
Robinson is somehow the mother of your child, I can't tell you anything.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
- What? - What? Bree's kids.
Keep going.
Ignore them.
Ignore them.
You guys got this.
Back off! They're children! [REPORTERS CLAMORING.]
You scared the crap out of me, you know that? I mean, what kind of idiot goes after somebody with a gun? And you know who would have to tell Jojo? Me.
Don't ever do anything dumb like that again.
We're family now.
I can't lose you, Eric.
I'll get your money.
Eric? Hey.
Hey.
Hi.
Look at you, sitting by my bed.
How's Bree? We don't know yet.
The surgeon was able to get the bullet out.
Bones, ligaments, arteries all intact.
That's some good news.
[SNIFFLES.]
Um, look, you get your rest.
I'll tell you if I hear anything, okay? Um, what you said at the billboard and what you said just now are you in trouble? It's business stuff.
Just being paranoid, you know? Did they catch who did this? No.
You could come back and hold my hand whenever you want, though.
Boy, bye.
[CHUCKLES.]
There's a detective here looking into this whole thing.
He's gonna stop by.
'Cause I love your smile Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo Mom? I'm home from school.
I'm going up to my room with a friend This is Naomi.
From school.
Since when can you wear clothing like that to St.
Felix? I go to Benjamin Davis.
Ma'am.
I'm glad you're home.
I made a playdate with a nice girl from school.
Private school.
A "playdate"? Mom She's a good girl.
Come in here, dear.
You brought some random girl from school to our house? Brianna, say hi.
On my charge anyway Hi.
Hi.
I'm Jill.
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo [ELEVATOR BELL DINGS.]
Is Mom gonna be okay? We don't know yet because the doctors can only talk to family.
We're hoping to get to listen when they talk to you.
You're family, Auntie V.
Gracias, mijo.
- Grandma? - KIDS: Grandma! Oh.
It's okay, babies.
It's okay.
Mom is gonna be fine, and Grandma's handling everything from here on out.
Okay? Okay, okay, okay, okay.
[SNIFFLES.]
I dunno.
Titanium.
Did your mother teach you nothing? So that's Bree's mom? You know, I'm all about calling out the way older and younger women are set up to tear each other apart, but we've never had the greatest relationship.
NAOMI: Mnh-mnh.
Bree's mom hates us.
Always has, always will.
I mean, we're the reason why Brianna didn't go to Harvard and marry Barack.
- Y'all that old? - Hyperbole.
That sound like a old-people word.
[DOOR OPENS.]
- [DOOR CLOSES.]
- Brianna is out of surgery.
- That's it? - I'm not the doctor.
She's alive, but she's unconscious and on life support.
The doctor will be out to talk to you shortly.
If Grandma wants to take the kids in, that'll be her call.
They don't need to see their mom on life support with all those tubes coming out of her.
That's crazy.
No cap.
- She's going to be fine.
- VALERIA: What if she isn't? They just lost their father.
We'll wait till she's awake and feeling better.
Ms.
Robinson, I have all the faith in the world, but we Bree is in there alone, okay? She needs to know that us and her children are here for her.
She's asleep.
Do you want people watching you when you're asleep? I know you love drama, but I just told you, Brianna is going to be fine.
Grandma.
We want to see Mom.
JAMES: What if something happens? Auntie V can take us.
WOMAN: [OVER P.
A.
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Pharmacy rep, call operations.
Pharmacy rep, please call operations.
I don't want that image in my head.
[SIGHS.]
I'll take you back.
Come on.
You tell me every single word that doctor says.
Está loca.
Ah, push it - [SIGHS.]
- Baby Ooh, baby, baby, ba-baby, baby So, what do you guys wanna do? We wanna rap.
BRIANNA: We're a hip-hop group.
Just the two of you? We're gonna do a showcase up in The Bronx.
Never mind.
You ready? Hell yeah.
How to become number one in a hot party show Jill, you could practice being the audience.
Or, you know, go pray or whatever.
- [BOTH CHUCKLE.]
- Push it real [HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING.]
[RAPPING.]
Unh, unh, unh Naomi got it wrapped like a mummy now You rappers is funny style, I'm flippin' And kickin' the real, that's how I run it down I'm ready to take out anybody that flex Snatchin' mics out the hands of even the opposite sex I'm bringin' you danger, I'm not a schoolgirl That's prissy, prissy, I got anger With pen and a paper, I'm getting busy Is she serious? I'm leavin' 'em deliriously furious That you could never get with this Ay, yo, Brianna is straight A's and outfit fresh Boys be so stupid that they bore me to death Other girls jealous that I don't feel threats I may get good grades, but I'm far from the teacher's pet Any subject, I'm passin' the test Bamboo earrings, my fashion's the best And I got a slick mouth, so watch your step Brianna's on the honor roll 'Cause I'm smarter than the rest What's the meanin' of your life When you steppin' into my zone? I kicked Charlotte outta the web and made it my own - [CHUCKLES.]
- I'm takin' no losses I'm givin' you some venom in denim And then I'm sendin' 'em several lessons With ruthless aggression, I'm a monster Young, but I'm gifted, rugged and rippin' Discover my lyrics on different planets Where nothin' existed, hands down, I father MCs I'm bringin' 'em down to they knees 'cause I'm a queen Unh, I may be pretty, but I'm dangerous Unh, I'm not in college yet, but I know what my major is I got a PhD in MC-in' But eye-to-eye with Mom Dukes I ain't seein', unh She want me Ivy League-in', I want the charts My style is art, I got the flow and the book smarts And I don't need no makeup to be a star - Yo, check this out - Queens in the makin' - We all gon' be in charge - Unh, unh Let the church say amen And I'mma say grace on this beat - Before I eat it like a Cornish hen - What? - What? - God gave me a flawless pen Lambs to the slaughter - Jill's the preacher's daughter - Okay! Collection plates got my name on it - Oh.
Yeah.
- Now it's time to put his blessings with the fame on it Unh, I promised Pops I would preach and teach Till I have the whole world on they knees and feet, unh [BOTH LAUGH.]
[MUSIC SHUTS OFF.]
I love Jesus and hip-hop.
Now we're a group.
[CHUCKLES.]
Kick this one here for me Is Mommy going to die like Daddy did? I don't know.
- Is she even in there? - Yes.
She wants you to know how much she loves you, how much she'll always love you.
No matter if she stays or if she has to go.
'Cause that's what moms do.
They love you.
No matter what.
And nothing can ever change that.
I promise.
Because my mom's out there somewhere.
Maybe she's alive, maybe she's not.
Either way, I know she loves me.
I can feel it.
Like you can feel your mom here now.
[SNIFFLES.]
[KNOCK ON DOOR.]
[DOOR OPENS.]
Eric Jones? Martin Wilson, LAPD.
Mr.
Jones, I'm here 'cause I'm investigating three possible subjects for, uh, tonight's shooting Tina DuBois of Billings, Montana, a Valentina Gorgoza, no last known address, and a Jason Phillips, otherwise known as Jadakiss, of Yonkers, New York.
We think that last one might have a special interest for you.
I like his music.
Top five for sure.
[SIGHS.]
Your colleague Lauren seems to think you had an altercation with Mr.
Phillips and possibly Altercation? I Do you not owe Mr.
Phillips a large sum of money? [SCOFFS.]
Is there anything she didn't tell you? You tell me.
I have nothing else to say.
[SCOFFS.]
I'd be more concerned if somebody possibly tried to kill me, didn't finish the job, and was still on the loose.
[DOOR OPENS.]
Rest up, Mr.
Jones.
[DOOR CLOSES.]
[SIGHS.]
TRAUMA SURGEON: Brianna was shot in the chest, causing injury to her spleen, her liver, and her spine.
We were able to stop the bleeding, but bullet fragments remain in the spinal canal.
I told you she'd be fine.
Can you let her finish, please? The damage to the spinal cord was extensive.
As things stand, she doesn't have function below the neck.
So with your permission, we'd like to perform a second surgery to remove the fragments and hopefully restore as much movement as we can.
Wait, are you saying that Brianna won't be able to walk? If we leave her as she is, lifelong paralysis is the outcome.
The surgery would likely restore function, if it's successful.
But there are risks, including the possibility of death.
But couldn't she die anyway? Until she regains consciousness, we don't know.
If it were my friend or my daughter, I would have the surgery.
But ultimately, it's up to the family to decide.
NAOMI: Well, we gotta do it.
I mean, we have to give Bree the chance to to pick up her kids, to perform, to live the new life she was just learning to live.
What the hell? - Don't touch her.
- What? You don't have to decide right now.
I am deciding right now.
I said leave my daughter alone.
[CRYING.]
Don't touch her again.
Don't hurt her anymore.
Just let my baby be alive.
Please.
[SOBBING.]
NAOMI: I mean, the fact that Brianna's mom is the one that gets to make that decision is crazy.
I mean, she doesn't even know her like we do.
Now that I'm single, I guess my father would decide.
I haven't spoken to him in six months.
At least you have someone.
[GASPS.]
Tell us you've got something.
Who did this to us? We were able to eliminate some of our suspects.
Uh, your ex, Tina, was on a flight to Montana earlier this evening.
And the woman who was claiming to be your mother was caught on a security cam outside a Taco Bell the same time as the shooting.
Turns out, uh, she has a bench warrant out in Wisconsin, so we're holding her till she can be transferred in the morning.
Wisconsin? Who is this bitch? I'll let you know more when I can.
Mr.
Detective? What about Jadakiss? Right now? He's our prime suspect.
[INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT OVER P.
A.
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Oh.
Slam, duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh Let the boys be boys Slam, duh-duh-duh Thought I was gonna have to go alone.
I'm sorry.
We had to wait till my mom was asleep.
Deep sleep.
You know, once, I snuck down in the middle of the night to watch "RoboCop.
" You know, Bree's mom is like "RoboCop.
" Okay.
We take the F train to the 4/5.
Sign up, wait for our slot.
Did we ever come up with a name we're signing up with? I don't care.
I just wanna win.
So if you think of something by the time we get there, be my guest.
Slam, duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh Let the boys be boys [MONITOR BEEPING.]
The hell is that? They got nothing in that gift shop.
Went down there to clear my head, and unless you want some girly-ass orchids, this what you get.
Yeah, this dude's real tough.
Why'd you tell the cops about me and Jada? Got some detective up my ass, wants to know if I if I think Jada shot me and Bree.
'Cause he did.
Duh.
This is hip-hop.
You trying to get me killed? "This is hip-hop"? Nah, bruh, this is real life.
Brianna might die if she gets surgery, and if she doesn't, she still might die or be paralyzed.
Wait, what? That's real life, bro.
Maybe all that snitches-get-stitches crap played back in the '90s, but it ain't like that now.
No cap.
Jadakiss is like that now.
But I can take care of it, soon as I get out this bed.
- I told you, I will take care of it.
- [DOOR OPENS.]
- Eric - Take care of what? Oh.
Nothing.
What the hell is that? [DOOR CLOSES.]
[SIGHS.]
Get well soon.
Hey.
[DOOR CLOSES.]
Muffin told me about Brianna.
Yeah.
And her mom is the only one that can make the decision whether or not to have surgery that could help her walk again, and, you know She's Renee.
Forever.
So, listen.
I have been going crazy all night out there.
- What's going on? - I basically had to cut a bitch to get in here before you woke up.
But what if they hadn't let me, or what if Jojo got hurt and you were there and I wasn't, or there was some kind of decision to make? I mean, don't you think we should make all of this official? You proposing to me? Hell no.
But Jojo once told me that you can put a name on a birth certificate retroactively.
You know, if it says "father unknown.
" And if the father doesn't want to be unknown.
I mean, just so we could have something written down somewhere that we're family.
Where do I sign? That was quick.
Naomi I want this.
I've always wanted this.
And I will sign any piece of paper that'll help make it happen.
Now.
I'm ready.
I get so weak in the knees, I can hardly speak - I do - I lose all control And something takes over me What'd you tell Muffin you were gonna take care of? I told you, it was nothing.
It's not a phase, I want you to stay with me By my side, I swallow my pride Your love is so sweet It knocks me right off of my feet What are you doing here? I wanted to see you before you left.
For Wisconsin.
[DOOR CLOSES.]
Why didn't you take anything from me? Money, jewelry? Why? Taking your jewelry was a short con.
Being your mom was a way to live.
Did you tell me the truth? About my mom's real name? Rosalind Marquez? She was a friend of mine.
Everything I told you about what happened to me, happened to her.
But I-I shouldn't have said she didn't care about you.
She did.
Why didn't she come find me? Because she's been dead.
You don't have to believe me.
That is the truth.
I'm sure your PI can verify.
What did she say about me? I will tell you everything if you hire me a good lawyer.
[EXHALES SHARPLY.]
She was proud of you.
You don't have to believe me about that, either, but it's true.
She loved you, Valeria.
You wanna front, what, jump up and get bucked If you're feeling lucky duck then press your luck I snatch fake gangster MCs and make flambé Your nine spray, my mind spray Malignant mist that'll leave comp defunct The result's your remains stuffed in a car trunk You couldn't come to the jungles of the East Popping that yang, you won't survive Get live, catching wreck is our thing I don't gang bang or shoot out, bang, bang Oh, did did Benny let you in here? We had a talk about that, man.
We wanna sign up.
For the showcase.
Hell no.
End of story.
We came all the way from Queens, paid double to get in here, and you're gonna be the one who comes outta this famous just for discovering us.
I'm already famous.
What? So, you girls think you can rap? As good as any of these dudes.
Come on, man.
- Bree.
- Hold on, I'm talking to him.
Bree.
I'm the mack, so I don't need to tote a Mac My attack is purely mental and its nature's not hate We're gonna die.
Listen, you gotta let us on next.
- Next? - My mother's here.
No, RoboCop is here.
Please.
We came a long way, dog.
You brave, I'll give you that.
You some nasty little bitches.
If that means we take what we want.
And don't take no for an answer.
You putting us on, or what? You remember the night we snuck out - and went to The Bronx Quarter? - [CHUCKLES.]
Our first night as the Nasty Bitches.
We would have never gotten in, if it weren't for you.
You were the glue, Bree.
Even then.
Hey.
Where you been? Seeing my mom.
My fake mom.
Hola, mami.
[SMOOCHES.]
I-I just need to check some vitals.
Oh, it's all of you.
Oh, wow.
Wow.
I'm I'm sorry.
I don't want to overstep.
It's just, we get a lot of celebrities through here, and it's really great to see you guys are so close in real life.
[SIGHS.]
Ms.
Robinson, we've known you a long time, and I know we haven't always seen eye to eye, - but we - We can't let you do this.
I mean, if Brianna has a chance I've made my decision.
She doesn't need more surgery.
I know you don't know me You think I don't know you? I know everything I need to just looking at you.
The way you're dressed, the poison you pump into your face.
My daughter has a world-class mind.
And the worst mistake I ever made was allowing her to pursue this foolishness.
You and your friends take her away from what's important her studies, her family.
You always have.
Bree was never happier in life than being on-stage with us, performing.
She only just got that back.
So if there's something that they can do to let her keep that She gets to keep her life barely, because of you.
And what kind of life does she get to keep? I mean, no husband, trapped in a chair.
I mean, Bree could still be a great mother to those kids.
Bree can do anything.
But can you honestly say you want this for her? I mean, you said all of this time that Brianna is gonna be fine.
And you know what? I-I believe you.
If she gets that surgery, she will be.
Fine.
But only if she gets it.
You know, we may not be blood, Ms.
Robinson, but we are Brianna's family.
We are.
And And you can hate us all you want, but this surgery is what Brianna would want, and you know it.
Nasty Bitches forever.
[FEEDBACK.]
Yeah.
All right, we got a change in the lineup tonight, a little something different for y'all and I do mean little.
[LAUGHTER.]
Put your hands together for the Nasty Bitches? - The what? - Nasty Bitches? Give it up for the Nasty Bitches! [NASTY BITCHES' "TEEN QUEENS" PLAYS.]
[CROWD CHEERING.]
Now, when it comes to boys, I'm way too smart You can't get my number, but don't dial my heart My head is in the books, not the clouds Still I'm so fly, they all wanna be down With the queen, I got crown on my bangs So you can keep chasin' them fast girls, I'm a cash girl Brianna made of cinnamon and brown sugar Mic in my hand, you can call me the crowd cooker But I don't wear aprons and no oven mitts Still I'm head chef and my girls is runnin' this My mind is made up, checkered flags, I'm a winner And when I'm all grown up, it's Gucci and glitter Naomi got the power, devour you rappers Make a clown out you rappers When I rhyme, it ain't nobody to battle me after You could grade me all F's when learnin' the books But I'mma always pass a test with verses and hooks The looks deceive you, this rook just queened you That's why when I'm around, don't nobody believe you I flow better than Joe and know better than Bo And I go harder than Buss in any scenario Keep your love letters and prom dates, it's all the same I'm heavier than Lyte, I'm the greatest in the game N is for nice, A is for aim O is for "Oh, my gosh, that little chick's insane" Unh, unh, praise the Lord and pass me the mic These other girls talk, but don't believe the hype It's Jill representin' for the underdog life My bark sounds vicious, but beware of the bite And I'm walkin' on stars, I'm outta this world A hip hop head puttin' on for all my girls And we comin' 100 miles and runnin', no heels Steam rollin' over you fast as Hot Wheels Who got the props, who's at the top? Tell 'em move down, it's already our spot Nobody even dares to compare and they could never It's Jill, Naomi, and Brianna forever [CHEERS AND APPLAUSE.]
[CHUCKLES.]
Whoo! You get your asses in that car! Now! - Yes, ma'am.
- Yes, ma'am.
SERIOUS YOUNG GUY: Yo! Hold up! They're going crazy in there.
You think we're gonna win? Hell nah.
Buncha gangsters in there be shooting up the place if they let a group of girls win.
Listen, you might not win, but you got something special.
I'm a manager.
Just getting started.
And I'd love to work with you.
I mean, if you'd let me.
I think we could do something special.
Eric Jones.
Give me a call.
[KNOCKING.]
Up and at 'em, bitch.
You making me hot.
You the reason I got LAPD crawlin' all up in my business.
I'm gonna fix it.
They questioning me about heating your ass up.
I'm in an attempted murder investigation.
I didn't tell them anything.
You better tell them it wasn't me.
You shot me.
You hit my girl Brianna.
She might die.
Over what, $750,000? You really think me and my goons would shoot Professor Sex trying to get at your tired ass? If it wasn't you, then who? This ain't "Columbo She Wrote.
" I ain't have nothing to do with that.
But I'm not done with you.
The second you get outta here, I'm gonna finish what I started.
You'll wish whoever did this to you and your people finished the job.
[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES.]
JILL: I know I've asked a lot of you, and I haven't been deserving lately.
But, dear God, if you could see Brianna through this Please.
Look, we have to be patient.
They said that Brianna's surgery could take up to six hours.
She's gonna pull through.
She has to.
- [DOOR CLOSES.]
- [INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT OVER P.
A.
.]
[GASPING.]
Eric is in trouble.
He didn't want me to, like, say anything, but he owes Jadakiss money, and that's who beat him up - and I think who shot him and Bree.
- What? Jill's not answering her phone.
Where is she? I think she went to the chapel.
Why? We got security footage of the shooter taking off his mask a block from the scene.
Straight shot, clear I.
D.
- Oh.
- What? Hello, Jill.
I love watching you pray.
Why are you here? I always loved it.
So pure.
You and I always talked about God's plan for us to have a baby.
I believe in it.
I believe everything happens for a reason.
I don't understand what Shh.
Accepting God's plan requires faith.
Devotion.
It gets you through good times and through times where you do bad things.
Bad things? I have hope again, Jill.
I now know it's God's plan for us to be together.
- Darren - That's the only reason that bullet didn't hit you tonight.
All right, let's lock it down.
You, this way.
You two, come with me.
Let's go! [RADIO CHATTER.]
[OXYGEN HISSING.]
TRAUMA SURGEON: Clamp.
[ALARM BLARING.]
Darren, you didn't.
God's plan.
[GASPS.]
[GRUNTS.]
[GASPING.]
She's crashing.
I can't get this bleeding under control.
God's plan, Jill.
[GASPING.]
God's plan.
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh [BREATHING HEAVILY.]
You were there for me - Jill.
- When nobody else would take my calls [GASPS.]
Oh, my God.
JILL: [CRYING.]
This was all my fault.
Oh, God.
It was all my fault.
He did it! He shot Bree! It was all my fault.
I have the suspect.
He's alive but unconscious.
He needs medical attention.
TRAUMA SURGEON: Suction.
Clamp.
Her pressure's dropping.
- I can't stabilize it.
- [ALARM BLARING.]
And I never would have made it without ya I hope you know [ALARM BEEPING.]
- [FLATLINE.]
- So lemme say this Just in case I haven't yet Oh - [DEFIBRILLATOR HUMMING.]
- Of every friend I've ever had - Clear.
- You've been the best [DEFIBRILLATOR THUMPS.]
[FLATLINE, DEFIBRILLATOR HUMMING.]
Don't wanna imagine life if we had never met JILL: It was all my fault.
VALERIA: It's not your fault.
Look, Bree is going to walk, okay? She's gonna she's gonna live her life.
- Please.
- God's plan, okay? Until my final breath Ooh So lemme say this just in case I haven't yet Of every friend I've ever had, you've been the best Oh, yeah Don't wanna imagine life if we had never met And I will lift you up until my final breath Oh Until my final breath Oh Breath Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Breath Oh Breath Oh Breath Oh [FLATLINE.]
- [MONITOR BEEPING.]
- Oh - [MONITOR BEEPING.]
- Oh