[LIL' MURDA] Previously on P-Valley...
[LAUREN] I'm spending this
whole divorce settlement
tonight, b*tches!
Look, my homeboy told me about
this girl with the d*ck-suckin' lips.
[LIL' MURDA] Dirty Dozen
tour start tomorrow.
- What you doing, lil' niggah?
- [CHOKING]
What's wrong with this niggah, maine?
[WODDY] It's a party game.
Somebody get picked to be a k*ller.
If they wink at you,
you gotta die seconds later.
Murda!
Don't go disrespectin' the guh, nanh.
Bitch, you just ain't his type.
[BYSTANDERS SCREAMING]
[BIG TEAK] You get into one fight.
Niggah just ain't cut like us.
You might be too cut.
Niggah, "I love you"?
Keyshawn, that's the only thought.
"You look beautiful in red."
There are a few referendums
on the ballot.
One of 'em bein' for that casinah.
[CORBIN] Mayor Wayne Kyle?
Nobody's stupid enough
to run against him.
I would.
Just talked to my daddy,
and he just might have a job for you.
Gonna have to respectfully pass.
[FARRAH] You're getting paid
$ , a weekend
to have sex with my husband.
Why did you ask for my permission?
Cuz a bitch got her some integrity.
- [GRUNTS]
- [SCREAMS]
[g*nshots FIRE]
[AUTUMN] Why do you have
Montavius' ring?
I'm the one that made sure
he ain't never be found.
You gotta convince ole girl to sell.
I'm not settling for less than ten.
"Wear y'all mu'f*ckin' mask!"
- [SNEEZES]
- [ALL YELLING]
It's allergies!
Allergies, my ass!
[FUTURE'S "MASK OFF" PLAYING]
[FUTURE] ♪ Call it how it is ♪
♪ Hendrix ♪
♪ I promise, I swear, I swear ♪
♪ You heard, spit it, yo ♪
♪ Percocets, molly, Percocets ♪
- [LAUREN] Ayee!
- ♪ Percocets ♪
♪ Molly, Percocets ♪
- [LAUREN] Do it!
- ♪ Rep the set ♪
♪ Gotta rep the set... ♪
[LAUREN] Ayee! Get it! Work it!
Do it! Got it! Get it!
Ayee!
♪ Mask on, f*ck it, mask off ♪
♪ Mask on, f*ck it, mask off ♪
- [LAUREN] Yass!
- ♪ Percocets ♪
♪ Molly, Percocets ♪
♪ Chase a check, never chase a bitch ♪
♪ Two cups,
toast up with the g*ng, g*ng ♪
♪ From food stamps... ♪
[LAUREN] Oh sh*t! Ayee!
f*ck it up! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oohh!
That's right!
♪ Ain't compromisin',
half a million on the coupe ♪
♪ Rick James, chains, ♪
♪ Ocean air, cruisin' Biscayne ♪
♪ Percocets, ye, molly, Percocets ♪
♪ Big foreigns ♪
♪ Percocets, molly,
Percocets, big foreigns ♪
♪ Rep the set, ye, gotta
rep the set, g*ng, g*ng ♪
♪ Chase a check, never chase a bitch ♪
♪ Mask on, ye... ♪
[LAUREN] Take my money.
♪ Mask on, ye, f*ck it, mask off, ye ♪
♪ Percocets, ye, molly, Percocets ♪
♪ Big foreign, chase a check ♪
♪ Never chase a bitch ♪
♪ Oh, my Lord ♪
♪ Praise him be ♪
♪ My guillotine... ♪
[LAUREN] Oh, ayee! Ayee! Ayee! Ayee!
Get it! Work it! Do it! Yass! Do it!
Get it, yass!
Ooh, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap!
Come on, girl. Come on!
Come on, girl!
Come on. Yass, get it.
Take it off. Yass.
Oh!
♪ Switch states, touch down,
foreign plates... ♪
Whoa. Oh. Feel yourself, yeah.
Yeah! [LAUGHS]
♪ We call the play,
we didn't come to play... ♪
[SNEEZE ECHOING]
[SCREAMS]
Where my sh*t?!
What... what the heyell wrong witchu?!
- I got aller... [SNEEZES]
- Oh my God!
In my mouth, ugh!
Where my gloves?! Where my gloves?!
[GROANING]
- [TOY] I got allergies.
- This place need to be called...
- I promise.
- The Petri Dish, not The Pynk!
[LAUREN] Oh, my God! Move!
- [BOTH] Aww, heyell...
- [LAUREN] Get out my way!
Excurse me, whatever Toy done done,
Extra-Extra can undo undo.
Your club in violation
of several Nonconnah County
Health Department safety protocols!
Unh-unh-unh-unh-uh, bitch!
Now, you done seen
all these folks
up in hure wearing they...
[FUTURE] ♪ f*ck it, mask off ♪
♪ Mask off... ♪
- Jewelries. Uh...
- [LAUREN YELLS]
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] Ooh...
- What is she... Jesus!
- The f*ck?!
Gimme the microphone.
Gimme the microphone!
[FEEDBACK WHINES]
Lauren Hawkins here,
Nonconnah County
Health Department regulator!
Thass right! I hereby order
this establishment to shut down
effective immediately
for health and safety violations!
Yes, thass right!
Pick up yo' g*dd*mn Pank dranks
and carry your ass to the exit,
cuz The Pynk is officially closed!
[INCOHERENT SCRABBLING]
Bitch if you don't...
- f*ck yo microphone.
- [CROWD BOOING]
- [UNCLE CLIFFORD] Gimme my sh*t.
- [LAUREN] Out of my way!
[LAUREN] Goddamnit! I'ma
regulate this m*therf*cker!
- [BOOING CONTINUES]
- [LAUREN] A thousand dollars...
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
[JUCEE FROOT] ♪ Down in the valley ♪
♪ Where the girls get naked ♪
♪ If you throwin' bands ♪
♪ Then you know she gone shake it ♪
♪ One, two, break 'em ♪
♪ Three, four, rake 'em ♪
♪ These niggahs grind hard ♪
♪ But these b*tches grind harder ♪
♪ Climbing up the pole
just to get out the bottom ♪
♪ The crowd below ♪
♪ Stay ready for the show ♪
♪ The pimps, the dough ♪
♪ Don't let it take your soul ♪
♪ We make fallin' on the sky look easy ♪
♪ Look at my b*tches ♪
♪ Gangsta walking on the ceiling ♪
♪ Green on the flo' ♪
♪ Money talk, can you hear me? ♪
♪ This world is so addicting ♪
♪ But dreams is expensive,
keep spending ♪
♪ Work hard for the top can't fall now ♪
♪ But whatever goes up must fall down ♪
♪ What you do when the power out? ♪
♪ Kids hungry, can't do none
but scream and shout ♪
♪ We all choose to live
but it's different routes ♪
♪ Take the sh*t with shine
gotta make it count ♪
♪ When you live and die
by the paper route ♪
♪ You spend a dime
just to make it out, yeah ♪
♪ Down in the valley ♪
♪ Where the girls get naked ♪
♪ If you throwin' bands ♪
♪ Then you know she gon' shake it ♪
♪ One, two, break 'em ♪
♪ Three, four, rake 'em ♪
[MUFFLED CHATTER AND MUSIC PLAYING]
[TOY SNEEZES]
[JUPITER] Toy, this yo' fault.
♪ ♪
[ANGRY CHATTER]
This what six feet apart look like.
[AUTUMN] Lap dances from six feet away?
[UNCLE CLIFFORD]
I mean, where they do that?
[TOY SNEEZES]
It'd be a lot easier
if you operated at % capacity
Like you 'sposed to!
Well, you sho'll ain't cur
'bout that 'pecific rule
when Toy was gettin' the Holy
Ghost on that lap right thur...
In addition to your customer
tables on the main floor,
you need to install plastic partitions
between all these vanities,
and upgrade your AC system
with a HEPA filter...
Hippo filters?
[BIG L] HEPA, niggah!
Now, y'all know them thangs
cost , a pop
and they don't even really work
'gainst this sh*t...
Most importantly,
everyone needs to wear a mask
at all times!
[TOY SNEEZES]
Don't you see what the f*ck
on our face?!
Mizz Lauren, soon as we come up to code,
we can reopen, right?
Only after your inspection,
which will occur in hours.
Now, how in the heyell
we gone do all you done
tolt us to do in hours?
If you don't, you will be
shut down for real for real.
And you gone pay a fine.
- How much?
- , dollars.
[SHOCKED CHATTER AND GRUMBLING FROM ALL]
Chile, ain't nobody got that
in they pocketbook,
let alone they piggybank!
Sell that Birkin, you'll have enough.
[LAUGHS]
Wait, Lauren, you lookin' like
somebody second, third,
fourth cuzzin' or somethin'.
You that heiffa that fell
asleep drunk under the table
after throwin' up her whole
divorce settlement!
Naw, thass that bitch
that was in "The ."
She said she cheated on her
husband with his mama.
[ALL] His mama?!
That wun't me!
You sho? Cuz I'ma b*at gawdess.
- I'm good at memberin' faces.
- All right. OK. OK!
I will reduce your fine , dollars.
That is the best I can do.
Here is your citation.
I will be back fuh yo'
inspection in twenty-fo' hours.
Y'all have a blessed night.
Excuse me!
[COLLECTIVE GRUMBLING FROM
THE LOCKER ROOM]
[UNCLE CLIFFORD SIGHS]
Can you believe this sh*t?
It's always something up in this bitch.
[TOY SNEEZES]
[ROULETTE] Me and Whisper
ain't even get a chance
to polerina on these heaux
cuz of Toy sneezin-ass.
- [SNEEZES]
- [BRAZIL] Look youngin'.
I'ma vouch for Toy.
This bitch stay wit' allergies.
Bitch, nobody wun't talkin' to you.
'Long as you yappin' I can respond.
Brazil, you better shut
the f*ck up talkin' to me
witcho belly-button-lookin-
like-a-mouth-lookin' ass!
[LAUGHTER AND OOHING]
Roulette, I'on know
why you ova thur complainin'.
Word on the street is, ah, you got
"diverse income streams."
Bitch,
whatchu talmbout?
Customer came 'round askin' for the girl
with the d*ck-suckin' lips.
I wonder who he talkin' 'bout?
- [PEANUT BUTTER] CHECK!
- [JUPITER] Ehh!
- [AUTUMN] Come on, y'all.
Now look, ain't no niggahs
fosta be burnin' heads
up in my fine establishment, nanh.
- She lyin' on me.
- Where's the lie, huh?!
Where's the lie?! Where is it?!
Bitch! [SCREAMS]
[AL KAPONE'S "WHOOP THAT TRICK"
PLAYING] ♪ Whoop that trick... ♪
♪ Whoop that trick... ♪
♪ Whoop that trick... ♪
- [ALL YELLING]
- [UNCLE CLIFFORD] Diamond! Diamond!
♪ Whoop that trick... ♪
You f*ckin' bitch!
[EXTRA-EXTRA] The girls are fighting.
Hey! Hey-hey-hey-hey!
- [WHAP]
- [UNCLE CLIFFORD] Ooh!
Hey, hey. Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa.
[ROULETTE] Ow, sh*t!
Yeah, bitch!
Who got the DSLs nanh, hoe?
Yeah, stupid-ass bitch!
Stop f*ckin' playin' wit me!
[BRAZIL WHIMPERING]
[WHISPER] Oh, my God.
[WHIMPERING]
Turn that camera off!
This ain't the Real Househeaux
of Chucalissa!
♪ Whoop that trick... ♪
♪ Whoop that trick... ♪
Ooh! I can't stand you!
That bitch don't know who
the f*ck she messin' wit!
Sitcho ass down thur in that chair!
[GRUNTS]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
You want some brandy?
Naww...
I'on drink brown liquor.
Huh, but you sho'll know how
to do a Dragon Sleeper, tho.
You wrestle?
My brother did.
Ohhh.
So thass how you learnt
how to b*at a niggah's ass.
b*tches. Strictly b*tches.
- [CHUCKLES]
- Niggah, what the f*ck
- you laughing at me fo'?
- You funny.
Just like my daughter.
You miss him, yo' brother?
I ain't come here for no
mu'f*ckin' therapy session!
Look, if you gone fire me,
just go 'head and do it!
Fire you fuh what?
Fuh fightin'.
[BIG L] Only fuh fightin'?
Seem like what Brazil said
might be true,
judgin' how you rolled up
out that car the other night.
What was you doin'?
What was you n' Eminem doin'?
Mm.
Well, you just served me a side
of Nacho Bizness wit that silence.
Well, I'ma give it to yuh right back
topped with a side of jalapeños cuz...
I'ma classy bitch.
Even a classy bitch can be finessed.
How you get out a Dragon Sleeper?
You gotsta roll out
from under yo' opponent
and then...
Get on top.
Don't matter how dirty you gotsta get,
be the finesser, not the finessed.
[REPORTER] Chucalissa may
just be the center
of a superspreader event, pun intended.
Everywhur we loves gets shutdown.
See, this upsetting me and my homegirl,
cuz we feel like,
if you can't go to The Pank,
where the heyell can you go?
[REPORTER] The infamous
strip club, The Pynk...
Why you ain't tell a bitch
we got shut down?
I shoulda been there.
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] Chile, we gone
be back up 'n runnin'
in twanky-fo' hours.
But gurl, ooh,
when them b*tches foundt out,
that locker room
got toe up from the flo up!
Brazil accursed the new heaux
of hoein', honey.
That new guh from outside Ju-City.
Well, what the girl say?
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] That Brazil lyin'.
But you know what they say...
A good hoe never tells.
[ERNESTINE] And a hoe livin'
in a house full of strippers
'ventually gone wake up in a brothel.
[PATRICE] Interim Mayor Kyle
wanna pollute the soul
of our city with alla
this gamblin' and sin.
Turn on the news.
I'm callin' on all
the citizens of Chucalissa
to do what's right.
Come out and vote for
Pastor Patrice Woodbine
as your next mayor.
And vote...
♪ Heyell to the naw, naw, naw ♪
to this casiNAW.
Well, there goes the hood. [CHUCKLES]
[INTERVIEWER] Pastor Woodbine,
do you think that race
will play a factor in this campaign?
This Mi'Ssipp.
What you thank?
You done created a f*ckin' monster.
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] Me?
You'd thank she'd be satisfied
gettin' the referendum on the ballot.
Now that bitch wanna run too?
- She ain't gone win.
- [TEXT TONE CHIMES]
Lil' Wayne got this city on lock, chile.
With his white ass. Hooh...
Chile, we in danger now.
["BUNDLES SONG" BY TAYLOR
GIRLZ AND KAYLA NICOLE]
♪ Go bad bitch, go bad bitch, go... ♪
[UNCLE CLIFFORD]
What is we gone do? 'Cedes?
[GIDGET] Girl, that mug is sit-TING!
Whass up my Sippi Cups?
We at Camae's Beauty Supply in Jackson
for the reveal of my Miss Sipp Lashes.
Available at a Camae's near you.
And fuh all my stans thass in Da Ham,
you can catch me and Lil' Murda
in the flesh
at Club Volcano tomorrow night!
The Dirty Dozen Tour goin' dumy!
Hah!
Whoo! Post that sh*t on The 'Gram.
[GIDGET] Yeah, yeah! Cute!
[BOTH SQUEALING]
[ROME] Holdup, I'ma call you back.
Is it errything that you
dreamed it was gone be?
Naw.
- More.
- [ROME] Mhmm.
[KEYSHAWN] One thing...
What?
They got me lookin' a lil, like,
pecan mocha tan, dontcha think?
Maine, guh, what in the
heyell is you talkin' 'bout?
Thass just the lightin'.
[KAYLA NICOLE] ♪ We out, we out ♪
Woddy, where my promo events?
You would look good
in some lashes. Or sh*t,
maybe some nails too.
Uncle Murda lookin' ass...
Shut up.
Ah.
[GIDGET] Oh, my f*ckin' gawd!
[BOTH LAUGHING]
What y'all laughin' at?
Lil' Murda, you seen't this
on Dancer's Locker Room?
This ain't the Real Househeaux
of Chucalissa!
Aw, you gotta be kiddin' me.
Was The Pynk always this ghetto?
Naw, not as ghetto
as the last place I danced
up in Nashville.
- What?
- Well, I'm just glad
my bottom bitch came to kick it with me!
Aye!
Gidget slidin' on through
to Birmingham wit' us.
Hope thass aight witchall.
Big Teak, it's yo' turn
to drive, niggah.
[REPORTER] Folks across the nation
are up in arms over this disturbing
- cell phone recording...
- [LIL' MURDA] Teak.
[REPORTER] ...which shows
an unarmed Black man...
Teak, you skraight?
[REPORTER] ...k*lled by police.
Look. Look at that.
[REPORTER] This footage
is quite graphic...
Same ole' sh*t.
What I tell you about that sh*t, maine?
Maine... I wonder what
that niggah did, maine.
Why that niggah
had to do somethin', Rome?
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
- Aye! Aye.
- [HORN HONKS]
Big Teak don't wanna drive, I will!
- [GIDGET] Come on!
- [KEYSHAWN] Okuurr!
- [GIDGET] C'mon boys!
- Yeah.
[LIL' MURDA] Teak, c'mon.
Inside the car.
♪ ♪
[INDISTINCT WHISPERING]
[UNEASY MUSIC INTENSIFIES]
♪ ♪
- [KNOCKING ON DOOR]
- [GASPS]
[OFF-KEY NOTES]
Corbin, whatchu doin' here
so early in the mornin'?
It's noon.
I guess I'm still on stripper time.
Noon's still the mornin' to me.
I just heard y'all got
shut down yet again.
Bet you 'bout ready to get
this club off yuh hands.
Where's your lawyer?
Shouldn't he be inquirin'
about commercial real estate
on your behalf?
He went back to Atlanta.
- Personal business.
- Oh.
- Did he?
- [CORBIN] Yeah.
Time's a' tickin', baby girl.
And this investment...
[KNOCKS ON DOOR FRAME]
is gone drown you.
Well, this water
ain't quite troubled yet,
and I'm good at treadin'.
Mm.
Look, bitch,
I ain't goin' back and forth witchu.
Either you take this offer, or...
Or what?
Hmm?
Fine.
One million.
And that is my last and final offer.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
See how easy that was?
But the fact that you doubled
your offer just like that
lets me know I'm worth so much more.
♪ ♪
Britney, babe.
I'm home!
[BRITNEY MOANING]
♪ ♪
Britney...
- [MALE MOANING]
- What the f*ck?
- Ah!
- Oh, sh*t!
[BRITNEY] Oh!
- [GRUNTS]
- [BRITNEY] Andre, stop!
[DANTE GAGGING]
How long you been
f*cking my wife, Dante, huh?!
[DANTE] Ugh, does it even matter?!
Andre, please! Get off of him!
In my muthafuckin' bed, niggah?!
In my muthafuckin' bed?!
Andre, stop! You're choking him!
G-get offa him! Let him go!
- Andre!
- [GAGGING]
Let him go, Andre!
[VOICE FADING]
Andre, okay, just listen...
Listen, Andre, okay!
Please just let him go!
Andre, listen, let him go, please!
Listen to me, Andre!
- [DANTE GASPING]
- Get out.
[GASPING AND COUGHING]
Can I get... my clothes?
Out!
f*ck!
Where's... where's...
Where's your mask, Andre?
Where was your mask when
you was suckin' Dante's d*ck?
I know this is so f*cked up,
I get it, but we... We're both doctors,
and I need to know you were...
[SCREAMS]
You f*cked that niggah in my house!
[SOBBING]
I'm sorry, Andre!
I've felt so alone,
and Dante was just here!
Dante's always been here!
He's the Jack to your Jill.
He was the one that your mama
wanted you to marry,
not some guttah niggah from the Delta
who couldn't even buy his own
f*ckin' wife a f*ckin' house!
Stop...
This is your house too.
It's never been my house.
Your mama 'nem always made sure
to remind me of that.
You were-you were
supposed to come back...
Next week? Yeah, well...
I came back early to ask my wife
for her permission to...
You know what, f*ck it.
I'll just go back and f*ckin' do it.
- Do what?
- Run for mayor of Chucalissa.
[SCOFFS] What?
[LAUGHING]
[BRITNEY] You're doing what?
Deadline to put my name
on the ballot is tomorrow.
That is so f*cking typical.
My daddy offers you a job,
you don't take it,
then you go to your goddaddy's funeral
and decide to run for his damn job?!
The f*ck are you doing, Andre?!
You're not gonna win!
[QUIETLY] sh*t.
Well...
...I sho'll ain't got nothin'
left to lose.
[BRITNEY] Andre.
[QUIETLY] Ohh... f*ck.
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
♪ ♪
[MERCEDES] Coach.
[FARRAH] Hey there.
[MERCEDES] What the f*ck?
Sorry, didn't mean to scare you.
I'm just here picking up
my camera equipment
out of storage right quick.
Okay.
[MOUTHING "OH MY GOD"]
[BOTH] Excuse me.
- S-sorry.
- You go.
[MERCEDES] Hey,
uhm, I gotta 'pologize
about Skrrrr-Skrrrring
like that the other night.
Oh, no. No-no-no.
You were... you were fine.
It was fine, truly.
Good.
Just so you know, I've never done that.
Chile, you and me both.
But it sho'll came easy to yuh.
[BOTH LAUGH]
So why were you in such a hurry
to leave us all
high and wet?
My daughter.
Terricka.
Oh.
[CHUCKLES]
Love her ringtone.
[MERCEDES LAUGHING] Oh, my...
She got in a little trouble,
and I had to help her.
[FARRAH] So you're Super Mom.
I wouldn't say all that, nanh.
But... I'm tryin' to be.
[LIL' BAD CUZZIN] ♪ Niggahs
ain't sh*t ♪
♪ Niggahs ain't sh*t ♪
♪ Niggahs ain't... Nigggahs
ain't... Niggahs ain't sh*t ♪
Speaking of good ringtones.
'Scuse me.
Hey, babe.
Yeah.
Your socks?
They should be inside... the Louis case.
Yeah.
Mm-hmm. Inside pocket of the suitcase.
Yeah...
Yeah...
[ATMOSPHERIC MUSIC]
♪ ♪
[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]
[FARRAH] Sorry.
Sometimes I get itchy fingers.
"No press, no public appearances,
and no photography."
Thass what them NDAs
y'all had my ass sign said.
Well, Cedric's running
a couple hours late, so...
I won't tell if you won't.
[MUSIC BUILDS]
♪ ♪
[UNCLE CLIFFORD SIGHS]
Hey, come on, Granmuva.
[ERNESTINE GROANS]
- Wait, wait, wait...
- Get you all up out this car.
Let's get you somethin' to eat here.
- Oh, that's The Pynk!
- We at The Pynk.
- It's The Pynk!
- We at The Pynk.
Now step on up hure.
- Okay.
- There you go.
Any luck?
Only groceries.
Errybody else musta came
in compliance weeks ago.
Ain't not a na'an plastic, sanitizer,
or hippo filter anywhure.
Well, you know I always got backup.
[BIG RIG HONKING]
[BIG L] Mu'f*ckin' calvary! [LAUGHS]
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] Wha... whatchu
done conjured up now?
- [DUFFY] 'Sup, y'all?
- [BIG L] sh*t!
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] Ooh?!
[ALL SPEAKING LUGANDA]
[UNCLE CLIFFORD]
Where y'all ship these niggahs
in from, Wakanda?
[DUFFY] You know I stay
with hoes and bros
in all different area codes.
[BIG L] What took y'all so long, maine?
[DUFFY] They locked down I- .
- Mm.
- Protests.
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] Ooh-hoo!
They done brought the Vibranium, baby!
Hey, have 'em pull in alla this
plastic thru the vestibule.
[ALAN SCOOP'S "SHUMA" PLAYING]
- [SPEAKING LUGANDA]
- _
_
Hey, hey. And-and make sho'
they wear they masks.
Masks, masks, masks.
Mask, mask. Aye, mask. [SPEAKS LUGANDA]
Chile, I don't know where
these niggahs done been.
Toy...
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] This bitch.
Toy, ain't you done caused
enough trouble already, hmm?
Unless you got some plastic
or some hippos,
I don't wanna see yo' ass.
I brought somethin' betta.
[ALL GREETING]
Awww. [LAUGHING]
- Diamond?
- Mhmm.
I thought you said you wun't gone
step yo' ass up inside
The Pynk no neva eva mo'.
Well, y'all neva took me off
that Pynk Posse group chat.
Said y'all need some extra hands, so...
[EXTRA-EXTRA] Mm, I'll take a
layin' on a'them hands any day.
Keep on, guh, I'ma tell yo' husband.
[EXTRA-EXTRA MOCKING UNCLE CLIFFORD]
All right, y'all. Come on.
Let's get this sh*t done!
[ALL CHEERING AND CHATTERING]
♪ Hati mwijje muzane,
Hati mwijje muzane ♪
♪ Hati mwijje muzane ♪
[REPORTER] The governor has
authorized the deployment
of up to , National Guard troops.
- [GIDGET] f*ck!
- [KEYSHAWN] Gidge,
what is goin' on?
Expressway's backed up worse
than a bitch on Percocets.
Speaking of backed up, my last overdose,
I pult pounds
and three ounces of sh*t
out a niggah gut.
- Ugh, niggah.
- Really, niggah?
Nobody wanna hear that sh*t, maine!
Aye, y'all be quiet.
I'm tryna listen to the radio.
[RADIO CRACKLES]
Aye, bitch, the f*ck?
Turn back the mu'f*ckin' dial!
[HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING] Aye, aye, hey.
[BIG TEAK] f*ck is wrong witchu...
sh*t, maine. Turn that...
[LIL' MURDA] Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
Y'all hear that?
Thass DJ Neva Scared.
Niggah, no it ain't...
[DJ NEVA SCARED]
♪ Money comin' out the Wazoo ♪
♪ I can't stop it, money comin' out... ♪
Niggah, yes it is.
This lil' niggah on the radio...
[DJ NEVA SCARED] Get 'em, Gidget.
Oh, my God, DaQwan. I'm, like, cryin'!
Me and Keyshawn wit' Lil' Murda
'nem, on our way
to Birmingham, and you're on the radio!
I'm so proud... Oh, bye.
Lil' niggah, you is glowin' up!
[DJ NEVA SCARED] Heyell yeah!
You could be glowin' up
wit' me if you'd just
"flip me that mu'f*ckin'
feature, niggah. Like I said.
[LIL' MURDA] Maine...
Look, aye, he gone slide it on to yuh.
Uh, uh, when you need it by?
- Niggah.
- [DJ NEVA SCARED] Yesterday.
But, sh*t, I'll settle fuh tonight.
[WODDY] Bet, aight.
[DJ NEVA SCARED] Let's get this panera
in that panorama, my niggah.
Yuh, yuh, yuh!
Niggah, what the f*ck?
We'on even know who it's wit.
[WODDY] Niggah, it don't matter.
Least yo' ass'd be on the radio.
'Sides, DJ Neva Scared,
you know, we got a relationship.
I hope you mean by "relationship"
that you gone get Murda some publishin'.
Yeah, niggah, what 'bout my publishin'?
We'll cross that bridge
when we get to it.
Like I said, I done heard plenty of folk
done slid in a producer DMs
just to get burnt for millions
on the backend fuh bein'
too mu'f*ckin' thirsty...
Maine, why don't you mind your bizness?
Ain't nobody asked you shi...
Can all y'all just shut the f*ck up?!
Teak...
[MALE REPORTER]
Breaking news from City Hall.
[FEMALE REPORTER] We've just
learned the city of Birmingham
has instituted a city-wide curfew
from : p.m. tonight...
- Curfew? What the f*ck that mean?
- [REPORTER] til am tomorrow.
[WODDY] Mean our night at Club Volcano
done blew the f*ck up in our face.
- f*ck!
- What?
Awww, I wanted to see you dance tonight.
All this sh*t cuz a niggah
done got kilt, maine?
[FEMALE REPORTER] ...further antagonism
- between demonstrators...
- [PROTESTERS SHOUTING]
You know what?
[REPORTER] ...and law
enforcement officials.
Naw, naw. We can still
salvage this night, shawty.
Know what I'm sayin'?
Cuz we gotta keep celebratin',
even when the rest uh the world
stoppin', you know what I mean?
We gone kickback in that suite tonight!
Aye! Kickback! At the suite.
[FEMALE REPORTER]
City officials are urging
everyone to stay at home
before the curfew goes into effect.
Aye, Gidge.
Can you turn it up?
[FEMALE REPORTER] ...be
reminded of the riots
which brought this city to its knees.
The mayor is expected to make
an official statement
at a press conference within the hour.
[RUBI ROSE] ♪ All my real b*tches ♪
♪ Put your middle fingers up ♪
♪ Let a niggah know
that you don't give a f*ck ♪
♪ I don't wanna talk, niggah,
you ain't got enough ♪
♪ Gotta spend the whole thing,
couple thousand ain't enough ♪
♪ Cap ass, wack ass,
flexin' ass broke niggah ♪
♪ Swear you're gettin' money ♪
♪ But you're really
sellin' hope, niggah ♪
♪ You ain't my type, Rubi need
a whole GOAT, niggah ♪
[FARRAH] Yas!
[LAUGHING] Yaaas!
Man, how I wish I could do this sh*t.
Take yo' clothes off.
You're not gonna get me up there.
[MERCEDES] Come on.
At least take off these shawts.
You need as much skin exposed
so you can grip the chrome.
That's the only way to climb
up to the top.
The pole needs your skin.
- What if I fall?
- What if you fly?
Come on. I got you.
All right. Come on.
Now tuck.
- [GRUNTS]
- Tuck... uh-huh.
- [INCOHERENT YELLING]
- Okay, aim back... aim back...
- Aim your head back.
- [LAUGHING]
- Guh...
- I told you!
Oh, this pole said,
"Bitch, you thought?"
[EXHALES] Now, what did Cedric say?
Can your butt do the boom to the boom...
- Ooh!
- Kitty kat boom boom.
Okay.
See there.
You smack it, it don't jiggle.
It will never...
Oh...
Yeah.
Thass the twerk muscle right thur.
- [LAUGHS]
- You gotta release it.
I can't.
If you'd just get that stick
outcho ass, you could.
Alright, do it again.
- Uh...
- Uh, uh.
- Is it... is it?
- Uh-huh.
Oh, okay! There it go!
♪ Betcha won't shake dat ass ♪
♪ I betcha won't shake dat ass ♪
Yes, ma'am! [GIGGLING]
I wanted to f*cking hate you.
God, I really, really did.
And somehow, I found myself hating
myself, uh...
- Excuse me...
- Hey...
Hey... You good?
Yeah, uh, sure.
Um...
sorry, I can't believe
I'm standing up here
crying in front of a stripper.
[SIGHS]
Sorry. I-I-I-I didn't mean...
[MERCEDES] You did.
But look who naked now?
You should go.
Coach gone be here soon.
Mercedes, he's flying outta Memphis.
Not in.
I'm the one who texted you.
I'm sorry for misleading you. I just...
never met a woman who could
hold her own weight.
Like you.
Well...
I fall.
I fall a lot.
[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]
♪ ♪
[BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY]
[MERCEDES] ...Yeah.
Don't stop.
[MOANS]
[MOANING]
[REPORTER] Protests are rocking
the streets...
Yo' ass need to be out there,
big as yo' mouth is!
Granmuva, errybody can't protest.
Some niggahs just need
to keep the strip clubs open.
Hand me yo' finger.
Ow!
Unh-unh, heiffa, you need some sugar.
[SPEAKING LUGANDA]
Only sugar I need is that
Black Panther over there!
[PURRS]
Yo' name must be T'Challa
with alla that goin on
witcho tongue. [GIGGLES]
It's actually Godfrey.
Oh, sh... heyell.
Ain't that a white name?
My husband lucky I'm
a faithful bitch in the flesh.
But when he be inside me,
I be cumming to Diamond.
Bitch, thass still cheatin'.
- Is it?
- [JUPITER] I'on know,
but that niggah always
been a lil' weird.
I heard he left because he went
cray-cray again cuz of The w*r.
I heard he left cuz Keyshawn
wouldn't give him no coochie.
I heard Keyshawn pult a g*n on his ass
after her and her baby daddy
got to fighting in the bathroom
and sh*t up the place.
[ALL YELLING]
Murda Night was crunk as heyell,
but that tale so tall it's
knockin' on the do' of heaven.
Thass what I heard, nanh.
[BIG BONE] Heyell, from the likes of it,
Murda Night sho'll
was a night to remember.
- [DIAMOND] I'll be back.
- [EXTRA-EXTRA] Okay.
- [SNEEZES]
- Oop.
- Unh-unh, we not doin' that.
- Bitch!
[PEANUT BUTTER] Tired hoe!
- You sickly?
- [TOY SNEEZES]
[OTHERWORLDLY WHISPERING]
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
♪ ♪
[BREATHING SHAKILY]
[WATER RIPPLING]
♪ ♪
[BREATHING RAGGEDLY]
[BIG L] Aye, Diamond.
Niggah, you aight?
Yeah... yeah.
Yeah, just...
Takin' in this new look.
I ain't... I ain't been here since...
[BIG L] Yeah...
Uncle Clifford steady
stay doin' the most.
Well, come on, maine,
and bring on them filters.
[WAYNE] The anarchists
we're seeing on the news
are not welcome here.
Rioting and damaging
your own communities
will only add further
to the hurt feelings
we are all dealing with.
Now is the time
for everyone in the community
to be exceptional.
Watch what that do for a niggah!
Chile, what you said.
Granmuva, you just stay ova thur.
I'ma brang you a plate, okay?
Well, if this gone be
the last f*ckin' supper,
I wanna sit in Jesus spot.
- [LAUGHTER]
- Here you go.
[WAYNE] But we will keep the peace
for all the folks in Chucalissa.
Curfew starts at : ...
- [OVERLAPPING CHATTER]
- What?
That's in just a few minutes.
[WAYNE] If you are stopped,
you will have to pay
an immediate fine of $ .
- [ALL YELLING AND TALKING]
- $ ?
All... alright, all... hey, hey.
Hey-hey-hey.
Y'all look,
don't worry y'all lil' heads.
Okay, everybody just gone have
to stay the night hure.
This inn got plenty'a rooms, you know.
Aye, there's a...
A couch ova in the office.
- One ova in Mercedes' room...
- Uhm,
I think it's best if we send
everybody on home.
Guh, I'on want all these folks
out in them streets...
- Now.
- Aye.
We ain't even finished yet.
I'ma gone head 'n dip.
I gotta get the baby from Clancy ass.
You let Clancy babysit?
Gurl, the DNA test say
he is the baby-favuh. Tuh!
- Huh.
- Yeah, I'ma gone head
- 'n peace out too.
- [TOY COUGHS]
[PATRICE] I now y'all wanna
burn this mutha down!
- [CROWD] Yeah!
- [PATRICE] I do too.
I know y'all wanna
make these streets run red
with some blood!
[CROWD] Yeah!
[PATRICE] I know y'all wanna
raise some holy heyell!
- [CROWD] Yeah!
- [PATRICE] Cause this heavy
inheritance of hate
is like a knee on the neck
that Black folk can no longer
bear by ourselves!
[CROWD] Yeah!
[PATRICE] But, Gawd is my shepherd,
and I know He protects
the least among us.
Ooh!
I know that for a fact.
Tonight, we gone pray for Chucalissa,
for the dark soul of our country.
Tonight, we gone stay home
with our families
and our friends.
May your
rage
strike a match that will be a light
in this dark night!
Cuz tomorrow is gone be
a new day in Chucalissa.
A change gone come, children.
Y'all be careful goin' home tonight...
[WHISPER] Roulette, are you alright...
Yeah. Just gone go get my stuff.
[MELLOW R&B PLAYING OVER NEWS]
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] Ernestine,
I'ma come wit yo' plate.
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] I'm coming! I'm coming!
Mm. Mm, mm, mm.
You look like a man who wife
done just cheated on him.
[ANDRE] I am.
Well, dayum. Huh!
[MUSIC CONTINUES DISTANTLY]
♪ ♪
[ROULETTE CRYING]
[DUFFY] You aight?
All this sh*t! It just...
It reminds me of my brother.
What happen to him?
Three years ago, - hemmed him up.
Was driving with a broken taillight.
They say he had a g*n,
but I know for a fact he...
Y'all always get away with this sh*t.
What was his name?
Demethrius.
We called him Meechie.
[BIG L] Clifford got me
runnin' round here
like a chicken with my head cut off.
I'm making flyers, I'm the handyman,
I'm burnin' up chicken.
And they want me to do security.
Thass why you need
to bring yo' ass on back.
Naw. Unh-uh. I'm good.
They lucky a niggah got
that 'ssociates degree in AC.
I always wondered why
you was the coolest cat
- in the building.
- [CHUCKLING]
Yeah, got that online degree
when I was in the clank.
Sadly, nobody but, uh,
Uncle Clifford wanted
to hire my ass when I got out.
[DIAMOND] Maine, if I was you,
I'd try to find somewhere else to work,
as hard as that might be right now.
I'on know how this club
gon' survive this sh*t.
Naw, Diamond.
This right here,
prime mu'f*ckin' real estate.
River to the west, rail to the east,
FedEx to the norf, and I- to the souf.
Long as The Pynk hure,
I'm hure.
And I'ma need some security like you
know where all the bodies are buried.
Yuh feel me, maine?
_
[SPEAKING LUGANDA]
[LIGHTER CLICKS]
[DIAMOND] Mhmm, mhmm.
They workin' you like a sl*ve, ain't it?
Naw, it might be fuh free,
but it's fuh framily.
Seem like you a new addition.
[BIG BONE] And seem like
you part of the old.
I guess once you part of the
Pynk Posse, it's forever, huh?
Diamond.
Believe me,
I done got yuh name, baby bwoy.
The way them guhs
up in there yappin' aboutcha.
What they sayin'?
[BIG BONE] They sayin' a whole lot.
But ain't gone do sh*t.
Thass the difference 'tween me
and them guhs up in thur.
- [DIAMOND] Yeah, that right?
- [BIG BONE] Mm-hmm.
Big Bone.
How long you been ridin'?
Ridin' bikes or...
[LAUGHS NERVOUSLY]
- The bike.
- Long as I been ridin' horses.
Since I was yay high,
been down in Texas.
I'on think that gone fit me.
Oh, you got a big head, huh?
I likes me a Einstein, nanh.
You should get on outta here
'fo that curfew come on down.
[BIG BONE] I ain't the type of bitch
be worried about no curfew.
I drove my Dad 'nem crazy.
But me and you,
we can break a curfew, nanh...
All night long.
I thank that one'll fit ya.
[ENGINE REVVING]
You cumming...
or not?
[SIRENS WAIL DISTANTLY]
[TEXT TONE CHIMES]
[TEXT TONE CHIMING]
My mama amazing?
What the heyell?
[REPORTER] Darkness has
descended upon America tonight
as chaos and destruction rage on
in the aftermath
of the day's demonstrations.
With dozens of cities still burning,
the mayhem shows no sign of stopping
before morning finally arrives.
Over the course of the day,
we've seen a stunning outpour
of emotions from Americans.
Fear and despair caused
by the surging pandemic...
Murda, you wanna hit some
of this big boy sh*t?
Naw, I'm good.
Aye, I'll hit that sh*t.
[LIL' MURDA MUTTERING]
[RAP MUSIC IN BACKGROUND]
♪ ♪
[COUGHS]
[LAUGHTER]
[ROME] Wake him up, maine!
Aye, niggah,
it's almost midnight, ain't it?
Aight.
[LAUGHTER]
[REPORTER] ...being k*lled
by the police went viral.
[LIL' MURDA] Niggah, you skraight?
Huh?
Yo, this a turn up.
You over here all turnt down...
Ain't you fosta be goin' back
to the room to do yo' homework?
[REPORTER] There's no
turning back the clock
on the uproar that's begun today.
I hate when you get like this.
Turn this sh*t off, maine.
[TV CLICKS OFF]
[ROME] Gidget, brang me one
of them drank, baby.
- I got you.
- Aight.
I gotta toast to baby girl,
Miss M-I-Crooked Letter- Crooked Letter,
cuz them Miss Sipp Lash
took the Souf by storm.
- Cheers.
- Hanh.
I just wanna thank Rome fuh alla...
Why the f*ck you turnin' off
my mu'f*ckin' TV, niggah?
Niggah, what? Unh-uh.
Did I just commit some, uh,
correctional facility faux pas
or some sh*t?
Am I supposed to ask you for
permission to turn off my TV
up in my own g*dd*mn suite?
sh*t, niggah. I'm over hure
tryna toast shawty.
And I'm tryna watch the f*ckin'
news to see what's happenin'.
Maine, the same sh*t
thass always happenin'.
Niggahs runnin' amuck tearin'
up they own damn neighborhood.
And for what?
Somebody just f*cking d*ed, Rome.
- Tuh!
- On the skreet! Again!
- [WODDY] Aye, aye, aye.
- [BIG TEAK] Again!
Let's brang it down a notch, maine.
- [ROME] Okay, yeah, it's sad.
- We got the ladies, maine.
But what he do though?
Huh? What did that niggah do
- to bring this sh*t on hisself?
- On hisself?
- [ROME] Yeah, niggah.
- [BIG TEAK] On hisself?!
Cuz naw, hold on nanh.
Cuz if the po-po done came,
that mean he done did somethin', right?
- [WODDY] Awwww...
- And he a big-ass niggah.
He gotta be restrained.
[CHUCKLES] Like my uncle always said,
uh-huh, "I'on know what they
fightin' fuh.
[ROME] We the ones wit' the g*ns."
[BIG TEAK] So you backin' the blue?
- Hey, you wanna roll out?
- Mhmm.
- [ROME] I'm just sayin'...
- Let's roll out.
...that in the heat
of the moment, sh*t get...
Excuse me, y'all, I'm just...
- ...a lil' complicated...
- It ain't complicated! Naw!
[BIG TEAK] sh*t ain't complicated!
Y'all need to let shawty on thru!
He ain't breathing no mo'
cuz of the po-po!
We got it on fuin' candid camera,
and it still done gone happen...
You need to calm the f*ck down!
White girl, you need to shut the f*ck up
fo' you get f*cked up!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Naw!
Somebody come get the angry Black man
- makin' all this damn noise.
- I'm not scared-a you.
Bitch, get yo' pasty ass
outta my f*ckin' face!
- What are you gone do, huh?
- Bitch!
- You better...
- What you gone do, huh?
You better get your white-ass
out my g*dd*mn...
- I wish a...
- You wish?!
- You wish?!
- [GIDGET] I wish a mutha...
- [TABLE CRASHES]
- [GIDGET SCREAMS]
You wish a niggah would?!
- [WODDY] What the hell, maine?
- That what you 'bout to say?!
- You wish a niggah would...
- A muthafucker would!
I'll take away your soul!
I'll take your g*dd*mn soul!
[BIG TEAK] Don't try me, bitch!
Try me!
[ALL YELLING]
Say it to my face, bitch.
Get this niggah on outta here, maine!
[BIG TEAK] No, no, no, no, no,
no. You know what I do to you?
[GIDGET] He's f*ckin' cray!
[BIG TEAK] You know what I do
to you, girl?
I'll f*ckin' k*ll yo' ass!
- Hey.
- [SNIFFLING]
[UNCLE CLIFFORD]
Y'all gone be all right.
Just errybody stay up in here.
Y'all lay y'all heads right on...
[SCREAMS]
Ooh, Chile! What in the Sam
Hill is you doing up in hure?
[SPEAKING LUGANDA]
Chile, me don't speak
that African, chile.
[SPEAKING LUGANDA]
- Huh?
- [WHISPER] Water hose!
[EXTRA-EXTRA] Fire man!
Ooo, y'all is bad at charades.
This maine need a restroom.
[ALL] Oh.
Behind the DJ... err, err... booth!
Err, err. You know... The DJ booth!
Behind it. Mm-hmm.
Make sure you flush, nanh.
Now, y'all make y'allselves
all comfortable.
Seem like somebody already has.
Whatchu...
What in the?
Hmm.
[UNEASY MUSIC PLAYING]
[SIRENS BLARE DISTANTLY]
♪ ♪
[HELICOPTER ROTORS THRUM]
[LIL' MURDA]
♪ It's some money in this hoe ♪
- [SIREN STOPS]
- ♪ You know Murda in this hoe ♪
[LIL' MURDA LAUGHING]
♪ I say dance for me, I'ma
throw some money in this hoe ♪
♪ Don't be playin' wit' it,
get up on that pole and... ♪
[URINE FLOWING]
Niggah, you f*ckin' up my vocal lay!
Don't you hear me recordin'?
A niggah had to piss.
You stay pissy.
[BIG TEAK] You'll be aight.
Just like you had to be a'ight
when we was inside.
[REPORTER] What might have started out
as a set of peaceful protests
has devolved into full-blown anarchy.
- [g*nsh*t]
- [PROTESTERS SHOUTING]
Using tear gas and rubber b*ll*ts
against rioters and looters,
the police have made...
Whas wrong witchu?
[CROWD SCREAMING ON TV]
Ain't sh*t wrong.
Quit lyin'.
[REPORTER] Not even the
presence of the National Guard
can stop the riots.
I weep for this world, maine.
[REPORTER] ...where John Guthrie
has been reporting
since the protests first began.
Just how much have things
escalated in the past hour?
You need to quit watchin' this sh*t.
You tattin' yo' eyeballs and fuh what?
Person who filmed it
gone have it worse than me.
Sometimes I-I-I wonder why
my mama even bothered havin' us.
Havin' me.
This world don't want a niggah, maine.
Not a good niggah, bad niggah,
rich niggah, poor niggah,
big niggah, dumb niggah,
pimp niggah, president niggah!
Don't matter what kinda niggah
you become,
you still just a menace to society,
so you might as well prove 'em
right then!
Or just disappear.
[SHAKY BREATHING]
[SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
♪ ♪
But you?
You gone be a icy niggah...
Platinum niggah, bawse niggah.
I'm prouda you, maine.
Seein' all you 'complishin'
out here with yo-yo-yo...
Yo' mursic 'n sh*t.
Make me feel good knowin' that you...
You my one niggah that gone be aight.
[LIL' MURDA EXHALES]
[HEAVY BREATHING]
Yeah.
[BOTH GROAN]
I got you.
[SIREN WAILS DISTANTLY]
I got you.
[MOANING]
[HELICOPTER BLADES THRUM]
[GIDGET] I'll pay you back.
[KEYSHAWN] Only thing
you need to do is call me
as soon as yo' ass get to Nashville.
[GIDGET] You sure you gone be good?
[KEYSHAWN] I'll be fine.
- Mkay.
- [BOTH CHUCKLE]
Bye.
[PHONE RINGING]
[PHONE CLICKS]
You hadta get Becky ass
up outta hure, huh?
She my bitch fuh life, but...
some folk you just can't
talk to about everythang.
Yeah...
I'ma make Woddy fire
that crazy-ass niggah.
Naw, don't do that.
Naw, I'on want that niggah
scaring you like that again.
I wun't scared.
[ROME] Yes, you were.
I seen it on that pretty
little face of yours.
You ever feel that way again,
you come to me.
Always remember, I gotchu.
C'mon.
[ANDRE] You know the funny part?
I wasn't as mad at her
f*cking her co-worker
as I was at her laughing
when I told her I was runnin' for mayor.
You wanna f*ckin' run for mayor?
Of Chucalissa?
Okay, Britney Seagram-Watkins...
No. No, no, no.
I didn't mean it like that.
I think it's kinda perfect.
What about you?
You gone stick around, watch me run?
Mm. Not if I get the right
offer for this place.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
While you were gone,
Corbin upped his offer to one million.
Uncle Clifford, I came
as soon as I saw the text...
[SHUSHING]
[AUTUMN] I can't keep this place open
a minute longer.
I gotta sell.
[ANDRE] So I can tell Corbin you gonna
take him up on his offer?
No.
Because him
and Promised Land are offering
the same damn thing.
Before the pandemic hit,
they offered me a million dollars,
but I refused.
You know and I know,
this waterfront worth so much more.
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] No-no-no-no, naw.
Wait till corny niggah leave.
What Uncle Clifford rule . ?
No witnesses.
[AUTUMN] I bet they ain't
never seen a Black woman
say no to a million dollars before.
But this one knows she worth ten.
I was willin' to wait
'til the referendum passed.
So you've always wanted
to flip this property?
Of course. Wouldn't you?
You cold-blooded.
I'm a businesswoman...
...who knows the value of what I have.
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] Autumn Night!
Ne, Lakiesha Savage!
Ne, Hailey Colton, bitch!
You say you a businesswoman?
I gotcho business!
Go ahead.
Let me deal with this.
Here I was worried about outside folk,
and we had a thief
in the temple the whole time
plottin' The Pynk's demise
wit' yo' bootleg Obama!
Yeah, bitch. We heard all of it.
You been tryin' to sell
The Pynk this whole time?
Ooh! Ooh!
Ooh, but there but for
the grace of Yves Saint Rona.
We didn't know how long
this thing was gonna go for.
- Unh-uh.
- Hell, we still don't.
For all we know, Woodbine wins
and wipes us out
with one stroke of a pen.
- Then what?
- My mama ain't got nothin'
to do with you being a g*dd*mn liar.
What the heyell's goin' on out here?
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] This heiffa
right hure tryna sell my club.
Wait, wait. Sell the club?
- [UNCLE CLIFFORD] Mm-hmm.
- We just got
this sh*t up and runnin', maine.
[AUTUMN] We can't do this sh*t forever.
Everybody gonna have to find
something else, just like I did.
I want you to remember how you even
got in the position to buy
this club, Hailey Colton.
But if you wanna get
on your knees and get f*cked
for a check, be my guest!
It's just a building!
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] Uh... what?! Oh!
Y'all can take the money
and move The Pynk somewhere else!
It's funny you talkin'
'bout it's just a buildin'
and yo' ass is livin' in the
back like it's yo' damn house!
What? You told me you was
stayin' wit' a friend.
"Friend"?
This bitch ain't got no f*ckin' friends.
- [EXTRA-EXTRA] Mm-mm.
- [UNCLE CLIFFORD] Or framily.
[EXTRA-EXTRA] Heyell naw.
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] Y'all open up
my rule book and you gone see
AutumnNightLaKieshaHaileySavage
face right next
to rule , :
you be careful who you let
through the do',
cuz you can't save erry sangle hoe.
[EXTRA-EXTRA] Preach, bitch, preach!
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] Come on, y'all.
Let's get on 'way from this heah heiffa.
- Beatcho ass!
- [UNCLE CLIFFORD] Come on.
[PEANUT BUTTER] Sorry hoe!
Now I see what Montavius meant
when he said you a easy bitch to love,
but a easier bitch to hate.
[THE TEMPTATIONS' "PAPA
WAS A ROLLIN' STONE" PLAYING]
♪ ♪
[LAUREN] That hand sanitizer
is more tequila
than anything else.
And those AC units are nowhere near
the MERV rating of they need to be.
All I could get was eight MERVs, maine.
[LAUREN] Y'all, I ain't wanna do this...
Then don't.
I'm just tryna do my job.
Just get yo' sh*t together,
so I can get my ass back up in there
and burn the rest of my stimmy!
Give that bitch dis sh*t!
♪ ♪
♪ It was the rd of September ♪
♪ That day I'll always
remember, yes, I will ♪
♪ Cuz that was the day ♪
♪ That my daddy d*ed ♪
♪ ♪
Who the f*ck Cliff?
All that time you been out,
you ain't never write me no postcards...
♪ Momma just hung
her head and said, "Son"... ♪
♪ Papa was a rollin' stone ♪
♪ Wherever he laid his hat
was his home ♪
♪ And when he d*ed ♪
♪ All he left us was alone ♪
♪ ♪
Aye. Move, maine!
Maine, get the f*ck outta my face!
Hey...
Niggah, I'unno whut on earff you did
to convince Tydell ole uglass
to fuh-sake his blood offsprang
and leave you this house, huh,
but I hope you happy in this sh*thole!
"Last but not least,
"to my dear godson, Andre Watkins,
"I leave my home at Deerfield Road.
May you always have a place
to lay your crown."
♪ Folks say papa
never was much on thinkin' ♪
♪ Spent most of his time
chasing women and drinkin' ♪
♪ Momma, I'm depending on you ♪
♪ To tell me the truth ♪
Corbin, it's Andre.
You got some time?
Meet me at my campaign headquarters,
Deerfield Road.
♪ Wherever he laid
his hat was his home... ♪
[REPORTER] On this second day
of unruly protests,
it's clear that the situation
is going to get worse
before it gets better.
What we're seeing is more
than just outrage
over that shocking cell phone footage
that sparked protests
across the country.
[TEXT TONE CHIMES]
What we're seeing is a nation
at odds with itself.
_
Long-standing tension
between civilians and police
finally boiling over
in an expl*sive fashion.
♪ Wherever he laid his hat
was his home... ♪
[REPORTER] A reckoning, it seems,
has finally come to America.
♪ ♪