06x04 - Projects Boy

[bunniefuu]

Africa. Y'all went to the
m*therf*cking motherland.

LEON: That sh*t was f*cking amazing.

Hey, why Deon got all
these armed men all over?

'Cause of Franklin Saint.

Franklin not even in the game.

BIG D: Yeah, you've
been gone a little while, homie.

Word on the street is,
he lost what he made.

That's why he hit his
own uncle's warehouse.

Long as you stay in
your lane, we cool, bro.

KANE: You telling me

where to find the bitch-ass
m*therf*ckers that put me here,

that's the easiest sh*t in
the f*cking world, n*gga!

We have approval to begin
surveillance on the Mexican...

- Gustavo Zapata.
- He should lead us to Teddy's warehouse.

GUSTAVO: You know who he is?

FRANKLIN: I can tell you who he is.

The only way that happens
is if you get me Teddy first.

- (BELL RINGING)
- (CHEERING)

This man you're up
against may be trained.

The person who helped him
steal your money most likely isn't.

- What makes you think he had help?
- There is a very short list

of people who can pull
off a job of this scale.

Just need to know where to loo.

Then I only need hours to
make all the necessary transfers

and route everything
to untraceable accounts.

FRANKLIN: Take it that means we all set?

Tomorrow at lunch.

He will be out of the office.

And his files will be in our hands.

(FOOTFALLS)

(CLOCK TICKING)

(TYPING ON TYPEWRITER)

All right, I'm heading
to that lunch meeting.

Be back in about an hour.

See you then.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

♪ ♪

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER OUTSIDE)
- (ENGINE STARTS)

(SAFE CLICKS)

Discretionary asset
management is what you want.

Big banks, savings and loans.

They're behemoths.

Slow and faceless.

But big banks are big for a reason.

They have access to more capital,

with more financial
products and services.

That's true.

But the reason why you hire me

is I can get you that same access

while at a smaller institution.

- Best of both worlds.
- (PAGER BEEPS)

I'm sorry, do you mind
if I make a quick call?

- Not at all, take your time.
- Thank you.

♪ ♪

I-I can't believe I'm doing this.

Is this everything that was in the safe?

Can I see?

Okay. Thank you.

I just want to say again,
I had no idea what he was all into.

Oh, we know.

NEIL: Don't worry, the Bureau
isn't interested in you, Cristina.

You've been incredibly cooperative.

It'll all be in the report.

- Really?
- NEIL: Yeah, really.

I am so sorry, uh...

I have to get back to my office.

I have a client who's in
full financial meltdown.

William, my time is extremely important,

and I don't appreciate it being wasted.

My apologies, but this-this can't wait.

I'm sorry.

sh*t.

(CLICKING)

(PAGER BEEPS)

(SIGHS) sh*t.

He's on his way back.

- NEIL: Oh, we got to hurry.
- Yeah.

One more.

(MUTTERING)

Okay. Put that in your bag.

- There's his car.
- VERONIQUE: Okay.

- She's not gonna make it back.
- VERONIQUE: Go.

♪ ♪

(KEYS CLINKING)

Will?

William Cox.

My God. Is that you?

Robin Johnson.

- John Marshall High?
- Robin...

Can I just tell you one thing? Listen...

I had the biggest crush on you back...

(KEYS CLINKING)

And I'm sorry to keep you waiting,
and it was so good to see you,

and just congratulations on everything.

- You, too.
- Thanks.

- Okay.
- All right.

That was quick.

- Not quick enough.
- (DOOR CLOSES)

(PANTING): Alright, I'm here.

How's... Where are we at?

- We have everything we were hoping for.
- Mm-hmm.

Accounts, transfers,
amounts, routing numbers.

So, it worked, right?
We-we got it, we got the money?

Well, we have a paper
trail of your money moving

through multiple accounts
across several banks

and savings and loans.

There are two transfers
here that we've tracked.

But then there's a withdrawal out

with no record of it landing anywhere.

Sorry, wh-what does that mean?

Meaning wherever it is now,
William doesn't have access.

Yeah, 'cause Teddy transferred
it out on his end, right?

He knows where the money is.

I thought the middleman was the key.

I said Teddy had help, which he did.

So, what, we back to square one?

I believe the words you're
looking for are "thank you."

Thank you?

Oh, thank you for what?
Telling me some sh*t I already knew?

- Franklin.
- No. No, no, we spent three weeks

trying to find this m*therf*cker, right?

Setting him up. And what do we got?

The earth-shattering news

that I need Teddy to get my money back?

What else you want to tell me, huh?

Is the sun hot?! Is water f*cking wet?!

- Franklin.
- No, this is bullshit!

Man, we wasted our f*cking time!

This game we're in,

it rewards those who keep their cool.

You'd do well to remember that.

VERONIQUE: Every piece of
information we have is useful.

It's helpful.

And this is progress.
And we always knew that

this was a possibility,
and that's why we have a plan B.

Plan B? What, y'all going out there?

We were supposed to
leave tomorrow morning,

but I am suddenly feeling unmotivated.

Mom...

Well, then I suggest you
think about the $ . million

you stand to gain if you pull this off.

Will that motivate you?

- You think that's all I care about?
- Oh, I know that's all you care about.

And I'm just saying what
the f*ck I've been talking...

That's enough. That's enough.
Ma, could you give us a minute, please?

My pleasure.

(SIGHS)

♪ ♪

(SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER IN DISTANCE)

(GLASS TINKLING)

Hey. What you doing?

Didn't school start like two hours ago?

Overslept.

Still got time to catch the RTD, though.

The Rough Tough and Dangerous?

I'll drive your ass to school.

sh*t.

Deon sh*t the lights
out at the playground?

(YAWNS)

Said there's more cover for the dealers.

So, how's school?

Okay.

Okay, except you
showing up three hours late.

You start applying to colleges yet?

I got a couple applications, but, uh...

I don't know if I'm-a go.

Why not?

I... know if it's for me.

College ain't for a
lot of m*therf*ckers,

but I guarantee that
sh*t for you, n*gga.

Your guidance counselors
ain't helping you?

Said I could go to community
college or a trade school.

For real?

(PHONE RINGING)

- (BEEPS)
- Hello?

JAYNE: We just got a call.

Pipe burst at Parker Center.

They're asking if you
can get there right away.

They say how bad it is?

Catastrophic.

Water everywhere.

Okay.

I'm on my way.

(SIGHS)

Pipe burst.

I'm sorry.

Keep telling you, hire more help.

Hmm.

(SIGHS)

It's not that easy.

Just give me a few more hours, okay?

I'll be back.

Come on.

I'll be back.

This is me not holding my breath.

(LAUGHTER)

WANDA: Hey!

Hey, leave that girl alone.

Hey, hey, leave her the f*ck alone.

Get off of her! Move!

Stop! Stop!

(SHAKY BREATHS)

(HIP-HOP PLAYING FAINTLY)

- (COUGHS, WHEEZES)
- Hey. Hey.

You okay?

♪ She know that smoking
cigarettes isn't the answer ♪

♪ In the end, girlfriend, you
probably will have cancer ♪

♪ A cigarette in one hand,
match in the other... ♪

♪ ♪

(PEN CLICKING)

(SIGHS)

This money's going out the
door faster than I thought.

And Kane's not moving
nearly enough product.

You gonna talk to him?

- Uh-huh.
- Mm-hmm.

The way you snapped at my mom,

she almost walked.

I had to talk her down.

This next thing we have
planned is really risky,

and I can't do it without her.

I understand.

Shouldn't have happened.

I know you're frustrated.

But she's been incredibly helpful.

Uh-huh.

Listen.

I really think I should
go out there with y'all.

You'd just be stuck in a
hotel room climbing the walls.

And that's not good for anybody.

Stay here.

Deal with Kane.

I'll call you as soon
as we have something.

Okay?

Mm.

Where they got you doing
your physical therapy?

KANE: "They." (CHUCKLES)

n*gga, they ain't got me doing sh*t.

(GROANS)

(SIGHS)

(GROANS)

A month ago...

doctor told me...

(SIGHS) I wasn't gonna
be able to walk again.

So, either I'm a
g*dd*mn medical miracle,

or they don't know what the
f*ck they're talking about.

And you and I both know...

ain't no f*cking miracles around here.

(FLICKS LIGHTER)

You helped me out when
I was where you are, so...

f*ck you doing here, Saint?

Hmm?

Well...

Want to make you more money, of course.

But with the demand that's out there,
the territory you have,

we ain't moving nearly enough product.

Mm.

You mean we not moving
your product fast enough?

(CHUCKLES)

Well, as far as I can tell, it's not
the moving it that's the problem.

It's the making it
that's got us held up.

RICKY: sh**ting it out on the
street with your family ain't helping.

But if it's cooking
you got a problem with,

maybe you should get in there,
rock that sh*t up yourself.

Oh, I will if I have to.

Hell yeah, I would.

But first I'd like to take
a look at your cookhouses.

See if I might be able
to improve the situation.

(LAUGHS)

I'm sorry, take a look at my cookhouses?

This m*therf*cker right here,

up in his suit

like he the CEO of the f*cking R-O-C-K.

(LAUGHS)

You know, I... I built an empire.

If you don't want to
know how I did it, fine.

I thought we was in this
sh*t to get rich, right?

Hey, hold up, hold up, hold up.

Ricky.

Take him to the cookhouse.

Tell 'em what's coming out of
his mouth is coming out of mine.

Anything else?

No, we good.

(VEHICLE APPROACHING)

- (ENGINE SHUTS OFF)
- (CAR DOOR OPENS)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

It's confirmed.

No survivors.

They took everything off
the bodies and the cars.

Just vanished.

I warned them. Hmm?

Knew that if they didn't
let the shipment go,

we'd get f*cked like a jinetera.

The Center's now worried that,
uh, Teddy's gonna be spooked.

They want us to accelerate the timeline.

Can you call in the,
uh, tip on the warehouse?

I don't even know exactly what's inside.

Or when Teddy and his
boss will both be there.

We have one chance.

We can't f*ck this up.

Tell the Center I want to shift
away from Cissy and Franklin.

I want to focus on Gustavo.

He's vulnerable.

Knows all the details.

He'll be our way forward.

(CHILDREN CHATTERING PLAYFULLY)

PARISSA: So...

if I hadn't run that night,
he would have taken me.

Yeah, probably.

Tortured me.

k*lled me maybe.

You wanted excitement.

But I do think that
it would be a good idea

if we moved you out of here. Just...

till things settle down.

And where were you thinking I would go?

Thinking you'd stay with me.

Are you using Russian spies as an excuse

to get me to move in with you, Teddy?

I know this place isn't much,

but I like it here.

Besides...

if you're in as much trouble
as it sounds like are,

I might be wise to keep
my distance from you.

I really can never tell if
you're f*cking with me or not.

Good.

Keep you on your toes.

So...

how are you going to
solve your little problem?

I have to figure out how much they know.

And if they know everything?

No, if they knew everything,
I'd be in jail by now.

You know, there's really two options.

We shut the whole thing down,

cauterize the wound,

and then, after that,
maybe I still have a career, maybe not.

Or you take the $ million and...

you leave the country.

(CHUCKLES)

Would that be so bad?

Yeah, that would be pretty bad.

I understand what you want, Teddy.

But influence comes in many forms.

And one of those forms...

is an obscenely large amount of money.

It may not be the way you were raised,

to believe that power
should be attained,

but it can put you...

at the center of things.

If I had to leave,
would you come with me?

Ask me when it happens.

And I guess we'll see.

(CLATTERING)

- Aah! Ms. Saint, don't sh**t!
- f*ck!

- Don't sh**t, please.
- sh*t.

f*ck.

Wanda, what the f*ck?

I'm sorry, I just... I-I
just came to get my things.

I-I...

I had no idea you were here, back.

Yesterday.

I'm still jetlagged as hell.

We're living in the PJs now.

I still have my key, so
I just let myself in, I...

I-I just wanted to get
a few things. I didn't think

- you were still living here, I...
- Wanda, it's-it's...

it's okay.

I'm really sorry, Ms. Saint.

Oh, f*ck, child, I almost k*lled you.

So how do you like being married?

It's amazing.

But...

I don't know how I'm gonna
make it in the projects.

It's rock everywhere there.

It's hard.

You see all them clothes there?

When Alton stopped drinking,
he needed something to focus on

that was bigger than himself.

Gave him...

- a sense of direction.
- (SOBBING)

You're talking about the shelter?

Mm-hmm.

You got a long road ahead of you, baby.

It's best to stay busy.

- ♪ Eliminated words that end with yes or no... ♪
- (KNOCKING)

- RICKY: It's Ricky.
- ♪ High-power like a turbo ♪

♪ Charged with a fuel-injected diesel ♪

- ♪ Knowledge my rhymin'... ♪
- Oh, sh*t, Ricky.

Where'd you find Mr. Belvedere?

"Here's your coffee, Ms. Owens."

(RADIO CLICKS OFF)

You two, get out.

The f*ck?

Now, you can't make good product
when your work area looks like sh*t.

"Work area"? What?

Kane sent me here because
your product's slow.

And it's slow 'cause
y'all in here playing.

All right.

From here on out, this house
operates hours straight.

Two of you will work for six
hours and then switch off for six.

Then we'll get a couple more guys.

Get this sh*t working
around the clock. All right?

- Man, who the f*ck is this?
- It don't matter.

Kane sent him.

So you're gonna listen.

Nobody comes in my house
talking sh*t about my rock.

I don't care if his last name is Saint.

Yeah, that's right, I know your ass.

And I don't give a f*ck.

I'm gonna keep cooking
the way I... (THUDDING)

- Huh? You gonna keep cooking?
- (SCREAMING)

(SIZZLING)

Said you wanted to
cook, didn't you, huh?

Cook, then, n*gga!

(SCREAMING)

Anybody want to make some money,

do sh*t the right way,
then please by all means stay.

But if not, get the f*ck out!

MAN: All right, all right, man.

We getting DP'd?

Just get the f*ck out.

(DOOR CLOSES)

m*therf*ckers.

All right.

Now what?

Ever cook before?

You serious?

(KNOCKING)

♪ ♪

Uh... I want to work.

All right.

♪ I know I understand
partyin' based on strollin' ♪

♪ Rollin' through the party scene ♪

♪ What I mean is that's
there's always a way ♪

♪ To make a party okay ♪

♪ Today we gonna make this party sway ♪

♪ What I truly represent,
the party content ♪

- ♪ I can't give up because I'm so hell-bent ♪
- (SIGHS)

♪ I want the "one-for-all,
all-for-one" phrase ♪

♪ To be recited as an
anthem at every party ♪

♪ T, T La Rock, La Rock, La Rock ♪

♪ I got the breakdown ♪

♪ I really got the breakdown... ♪

BIG D: Hey, man. We all good in here?

EINSTEIN: Almost done.
Just taking a break.

(SCOFFS)

Can't think of anything worse
than more m*therf*cking school.

It'd be nice to get a higher education.

Higher than what?

You already know more than professors.

♪ I can be hard like metal... ♪

The way you figured out
how to keep this sh*t legit.

Dealing with all that bank bullshit,

government forms
or whatever the f*ck.

♪ So jump up and grab a girl,
let's break the ice... ♪

Man, sitting all day in some classroom?

Paying some m*therf*cker
who knows less than you...

to run they mouth?

When you're already
making more money here

than any n*gga could dream of.

(SCOFFS)

Tell you what.

♪ The knowledge and power of
these concentrated skills ♪

♪ To describe these rhymes
will be difficult to you... ♪

Consider it a bonus.

For all your hard work.

And I appreciate you, little homie.

RENNY: Hey.

Leon here.

What Malcolm X want now?

♪ When you come to the
door, just have a grin ♪

♪ 'Cause if you don't,
then you won't get in ♪

♪ Be yourself, don't try to act fly ♪

♪ 'Cause if you do... ♪

What's up, Lee?

What you need?

The playground lights. Might
be good to put 'em back.

Nah, they stay out.

The PJs don't need to
be dark to do business.

Wasn't like that before.

Like you said,

laws are changing, right?

Police cracking down.

Harsher sentences.

I'm just doing what I
can to protect my people.

You understand that sh*t, right?

(g*nf*re NEARBY)

(CLAMORING)

(DOOR OPENS)

BIG D: Bitch-ass n*gga.

- (DOOR CLOSES)
- (g*nf*re)

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

- (DOG BARKING)
- (EXHALES)

TODD: So that's it?

Yeah, n*gga, that's it.

It was me and Ricky keeping
it down while you were away.

And before that, when Harold got smoked,

I-I'm the one that rode with you.

I said I'd get at him.

That bitch-ass trick
b*rned my face, n*gga.

No talk is gonna make it right.

(LAUGHING)

You got some chest hair today, Todd.

Has your balls dropped?

(CHUCKLES)

Listen.

I sent him there to fix the
sh*t that you were in charge of.

But instead of listening,

got your g*dd*mn feelings hurt.

Are you gonna listen...

or do I need to put
your ass in the corner?

That's what the f*ck I thought.

(SNIFFS)

Frankie a ho.

And hos make money.

I like money, Todd.

(COUGHING)

(KNOCKING)

FRANKLIN: It's Saint.

Figure y'all could use some help.

This Jamel. Got tired of minimum wage.

Bring any burgers?

f*cking with you. Let's get to work.

♪ I think I wanna wolf a
little while, ah-ha... ♪

Got a surprise visitor
came by asking for y'all.

Todd here says he knows where,
um, Kane's laying his head.

- And who the f*ck are you to Kane?
- ♪ A game that couldn't last... ♪

For starters, one of the people
he sent to sh**t up this club.

Sorry.

♪ Talking about... ♪

Look like y'all had a
falling out since then.

f*ck Kane.

And while we at it,
f*ck your nephew, too.

♪ He got down when he
called my name, yeah ♪

♪ I felt so good, it
was a doggone shame. ♪

(LAUGHTER, INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- MAN: You stupid.
- MAN : Oh, sh*t.

(SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE)

♪ So good, you want it again ♪

♪ I rock you so good, you
want to hear it twice... ♪

(HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING OVERHEAD)

BIG D: This m*therf*cker
over here, man...

(LAUGHTER)

WANDA: Hey, husband.

How you doing?

I'm all right.

- What you do all day?
- BIG D: Sneaky about his bitch.

I was down at the shelter with Cissy.

BIG D: That's your wife now, n*gga?

You done wifed up the community p*ssy?

(LAUGHTER)

Uh... sh-she needed

help, so I'm gonna be
volunteering five days out the week.

That's great. So, you liking it?

Yeah, like, today...

this -year-old girl came
in there with her baby sister.

She needed some formula 'cause
her mama had sold it all, so...

I was able to find some
and help her make it.

And...

I felt good.

You know, coming back here,

the more I thought about it,
the more it felt right

to do that, but...

now that we here,

looking around, talking to folk,

I don't recognize any of it.

All the things that I was
looking forward to seeing...

they all gone.

I did a lot of talking before we left.

MAN: You can't make no
ho no housewife, fool.

I thought I was doing something good

to try to get this n*gga's
head straight, but...

come to find out it was just...
it was just that.

It was all f*cking talk.

- (WEIGHTS CLANK)
- No.

♪ Like Master Gee, I
don't give a care... ♪

BIG D: f*cking trippin'...

Lee.

(LAUGHTER)

BIG D: I done b*at
that sh*t so many times.

That sh*t probably
dry as hell right now.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(LAUGHTER)

(DOOR OPENS)

There's a good chance that
they'll know it was us.

They'll follow us back
here to Los Angeles.

So, from here on in, you see anything,

anyone following you,

you stop right away and call me, okay?

Okay.

Feel like I should say

that was pretty impressive down there.

You're pretty handy with the Berettas.

Learned from CIA.

(ENGINE STARTS)

(VEHICLE DEPARTING)

I don't know.

(DOOR OPENS)

(GUSTAVO SPEAKS SPANISH)

Mom, he just walked in.

I'll call you back.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Where were you?

You know what? Forget it.

- You need to go.
- (SPEAKING SPANISH)

No, Gustavo.

None of this is okay.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(SPEAKS SPANISH)

(DOOR CLOSES)

♪ ♪

(BOTTLE POPS OPEN)

GUSTAVO: Hi.

(SONG PLAYING WITH SINGING IN SPANISH)

MAN: Ah.

(CHUCKLING)

Gustavo.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(SHUTTER CLICKS)

LEON: There's like four
playground lights out.

Make sure you replace all of them.

(JET ENGINE WHOOSHING)

minutes to the nursing
home, if we don't hit traffic.

I'll drive.

TONY: We're raiding
the warehouse tomorrow.

Thought you'd be happy.

It's almost over, Gustavo.

(GUSTAVO SCOFFS)

Hey.

Every informant I've worked with
gets cold feet before gameday.

Because your life will
change, WITSEC or not.

There's no helping that.

But you'll have helped make this case.

And when news of this
raid hits the papers,

the CIA will have bigger
problems than you, believe me.

Need to make sure that Teddy,
the cash and the dope are all there.

- (BELCHES)
- Sober up.

FRANKLIN: House on Alondra's good.

I got Ricky looking for another one.

In a couple weeks, should be turning in

four or five times as much rock.

Yeah.

And all you had to do was
burn my boy's face off, huh?

I did what needed doing.

Oh. That's what needed doing?

Well, sh*t, it worked, didn't it?

(LAUGHS)

Listen, n*gga...

(CHUCKLES)

These n*gg*s had my
back for a long time.

So, just because we doing
some business together, n*gga,

don't go thinking we all f*cking
buddy-buddy and friends, my n*gga.

FRANKLIN: And now that you're hurt,
they're taking advantage of yo.

Look, if you don't have a problem

with them f*cking with
your money, that's fine,

but I promise you, not
none of these little n*gg*s

gonna f*ck with mine. Not a single
one is gonna f*ck with my money!

- Do you understand what I'm saying to you?
- How I discipline my people

is my m*therf*cking business, n*gga.

- Okay.
- So don't ever get it twisted!

- Oh, don't ever get it twisted?
- Don't let... Yeah.

Don't let me ever hear you laying a hand

- on 'em again!
- You don't want to hear?

(RAPID g*nf*re)

- f*ck!
- Hey!

(YELLS)

- f*ck! Come on, come on!
- Come on, n*gga!

- Come on!
- (YELLS)

- Where we going?
- Get up. Get up, get up.

Kitchen, kitchen. Ah, sh*t.

- (g*nf*re CONTINUES)
- Hold on.

- What the...
- What...

- Who the f*ck are these n*gg*s, man?
- I don't know! sh*t!

- Ah, sh*t. Get him.
- (YELLS)

Ah, f*ck. m*therf*cker.

(GROANS)

Todd, n*gga?

- Ah, sh*t.
- (GLASS SHATTERS)

- Where are we going?
- Back door, back door, back door!

Bitch-ass n*gga. (SPITS)

f*ck. (GROANS)

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Hey, come on. Come on.
Get me... Ah, f*ck!

- (GROANING)
- (g*nf*re)

Oh, f*ck. Come on!

(VEHICLE APPROACHES, TIRES SQUEALING)

(g*n CLICKS)

f*ck. Come on, come on.

f*ck. (GROANS)

Come on. Come on, Frank.

Let's go.

(TIRES SQUEALING)

(DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE)

WANDA: "Tell us about a time

when you challenged your
own preexisting worldview."

sh*t. That's hard, huh?

I hate writing.

I like numbers.

Why the f*ck I got to do this sh*t?

They just trying to get
a sense of who you are.

It's all good.

We'll figure it out.

(DISTANT g*nf*re)

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING, CHATTER)

- Oh, sh*t.
- It's about to go down, y'all.

(LAUGHTER, INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Oh, this what you... you
sure this is what you want?

You sure this is what
you want, little man?

- (GRUNTING)
- (LIVELY CHATTER)

WANDA: f*ck him up! f*ck him up, baby!

f*ck him up, Lee!

(LIVELY CHATTER, SHOUTING)

Lee, get up, baby!

Get up, Lee!

Get up, Lee!

Come on, baby.

Get up, baby.

(GRUNTING AND GROANING)

MAN: Get up!

WANDA: Leon!

MAN: Jump that bitch out, Leon!

(CROWD EXCLAIMING)

(GROANS)

- Huh?
- WANDA: Get up, baby!

You left these n*gg*s starving!

Now you back?

Come on, brother.

Huh? Huh?

You don't got the heart for
this sh*t no more, n*gga.

- f*ck you!
- (CROWD EXCLAIMING)

- WOMAN: Hey, what?
- MAN: There you go.

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

- (GRUNTING)
- (CROWD EXCLAIMING)

MAN: Yo, come on, D.

MAN : Get up. Get up. Get up, man.

MAN : Yeah, boys!

- (GLASS SHATTERING)
- (CROWD EXCLAIMING)

WOMAN: Uh-uh.

(BIG D GROANING)

LEON: This is my sh*t, n*gga!

f*ck you, n*gga!

- MAN: I see you, boy.
- MAN : sh*t.

MAN : That's it, man. That's it, man.

MAN : That's OG sh*t y'all watching!

WANDA (VOICE SHAKING): Baby. Baby.

(PANTING)

WOMAN: Hey, f*ck y'all
think y'all doing?

- MAN: Hold on, hold on.
- MAN : Get him up, man. f*ck.

WOMAN: No, no. Uh-uh.