03x07 - The Looking Glass

[bunniefuu]

[both grunting]

[tense music playing]

[Mallory groans]

-[g*n fires]
-[Norman groans]

[Horace] Norman's out because
he's blackmailing them all.

I need to know where
he's keeping all this evidence.

I can take you to it.

It's Rain.

She's a bit drunk with this new power.

I don't know who you think
you f*cking with! This my sh*t!

After all these years,
you do this sh*t to me.

Oh, you did this to yourself.

We have a child.

"A child"?

[Varney] Charles,
don't go in here. Listen--

Charles, I-- [gasps]

[music crescendos, ends]

[tense music playing]

Charles, we need to leave.

-I'm--
-Charles. Charles.

Let's go. Let's go.

Let's go. Let's go.

-sh*t.
-[Angel] I'm so sorry.

-I… I don't wanna talk about it.
-That wasn't my fault.

Get your clothes and get the hell
out of here. Get out of my face!

[tense music continues]

[Horace] sh*t.

-Jeez…
-Charles, listen, let's just leave.

[Charles shuddering]

Hey, hey, listen.

-I'll be damned.
-Come here.

[Charles shuddering]

I understand, but we should just go, okay?

This m*therf*cker is just like me!

Charles. Charles. Come here.

Listen, let's go.
We can talk about it later.

He hates me because he's g*y.

I understand. Listen, we should go.

-Get off me.
-Charles, don't go back in there. Charles.

Charles!

[tense music continues]

What?

Are you just gonna stare at me?
Or you gonna say somethin'?

[Charles scoffs]

I've always heard the saying,

if somebody is really protesting too much,

look closely, because
they are like the thing they hate.

I'm not you.

Oh, I know you hate me,
but I'm not talking about you hating me.

I'm talking about you hate being g*y.

I'm not g*y.

Damn, this sh*t is rich.

This has to be hard as hell for you, huh?

Holding all of this in?

Hiding all of it? Just come on out, Dad!

You don't know sh*t about me
or what you think you saw.

What?

What you gonna do, huh?

Try me. Please.

What?

You gonna take my shares?

Come with me.

I'm not going anywhere with you.

I said, come with me.

You too, Varney.

[tense music continues]

[door opens]

[R&B beat playing]

[Horace] Come on.

[music stops]

[unsettling music playing]

[sniffles, exhales]

Open it.

[Horace] Your mother gave them to me.

Cold-blooded. And not just figuratively.

Do you know that all your homes
have a video feed from here?

[chuckles] Don't worry, it's…
it's only outdoor footage.

Close it.

[unsettling music continues]

[remote clicks]

All you.

And you literally wanted to live
in a glass house.

So you've been watching me
this whole time?

Yeah.

I knew you two were f*ck',
and it disgusted me.

[Charles] Mm.

[tense music playing]

Why, you jealous?

Jealous?

Yeah, that's it.

I get to be out and free,

and you have to live in the shadows.

And this man loves me.

[Horace scoffs]

He don't give a damn about you.

Yes, he does.

So do whatever you want with the evidence.

I'm tired.

I don't care if you're g*y, bi, straight,
or whatever. It doesn't matter.

Honestly, it actually makes me
feel better now, because…

I finally have all my answers.

You don't have sh*t.

I have the reason why you hate me so much.

It's because I am you.

[Horace sighs]

Oh, if that were true. Charles, Charles…

You nothing like me.

I've been in more p*ssy
than a gynecologist's hands.

Still wasn't enough to make you
not think about a man, huh?

[Horace] Charles…

you really think I'm…

I'm you?

Some, uh, disgusting-a*s queen,

switches and runs down to the club.

No.

You're a disgusting, old-a*s queen
who's in a literal-a*s closet.

[tense music continues]

Got yo staff taking pictures of me
through my damn window.

You wanna talk about a glass house?
You are the damn glass house.

[Varney] Sir…

I, uh, just want you to know…

that I'm in love with your son.

And he's promised me
that he would go to rehab.

And we are a couple.

[Horace scoffs]

And we're gonna work this out.

So if you wanna take pictures of me
through my damn window, start tonight…

'cause I'mma give 'em one hell of a show.

[ethereal music playing]

Now let me out of here.

[footsteps recede]

[door shuts]

[music fades]

You wanna talk?

No.

You said you were thinking about it.

Did you talk to your boss?

No.

[Jules] Then you don't have any power.

And I need to talk to power.

I see. [chuckles]

Thank you.

So we have some information. Um…

Some names.

Glen is your son?

[tense music playing]

Yes.

How is he?

He's dead.

Oh.

[sighs] Oh man.

Why you asking me that?

We just have some information.

It's probably nothing.

What?

Some guy named Frank Sampson
called the local police.

He said his girlfriend's daughter

is claiming that some girl
named Rain k*lled him.

[tense music continues]

What?

Yeah.

Pushed him off a balcony.

And this girl…

her name was Sylvie?

He didn't say. [inhales deeply]

They called us
because it's a local station in,

you know, a small town.

[tense music continues]

I need to talk to that officer.

Now, why would I let you do that?

We should talk.

Yeah, well, I'm gonna let you
think on that info for a little bit.

Agent Paul,

I will talk…

to you.

[Paul] I'll be here.

[music crescendos, stops]

Mallory?

It's me.

You're not dressed yet.

No.

[unsettling music playing]

-Is that blood on you?
-[Mallory] Yeah.

[tense music playing]

What happened?

I…

Over there.

Is that Norman?

[Mallory] Yeah.

Is he dead?

I don't know. I hope so.

When the hell did he get out?

I don't know.

[Kimmie sighs]

[softly] Damn, Mallory.

When I came home, he was in my room.

sh*t.

He tried to k*ll me.

-I need to call Horace.
-No.

-Why not?
-I just need to bury him.

Mallory.

-I don't want anyone to know.
-He will know what to do.

No, he won't. You know, this family,

they use things like this
to make you evil.

We have to tell him.

But what… what's gonna happen
to my shares?

Mallory, there are more important things
than your shares.

You know what? I k*lled a family member.

I'm gonna lose all my shares.
I won't have anything.

I'm not gonna have nothing.

Why the f*ck did he do this?

Alex is outside at the car.

-I'm gonna--
-No.

-He's not in the family.
-No.

He will know what to do, Mallory.

[tense music continues]

Are you sure?

What other option do we have right now?

Okay, fine.

[Mallory sighs]

[footsteps recede]

Alex.

We got a problem.

What is--

In the kitchen.

What is it?

[tense music continues]

sh*t.

He's lost a lot of blood,
but he's got a weak pulse.

He's alive?

[Mallory] Why doesn't he just f*cking die?

We need to get him to a hospital.

[Mallory sighs]

Let him bleed out.

Mallory.

[music fades]

[bugs chirring]

[Varney] Let's go.

[tense music playing]

[Charles] Mmm.

[engine starts]

[tense music continues]

[Varney] Charles, get in.

[Varney sighs]

[Varney grunts]

Charles, let's go.

[Charles sighs]

I can't believe this.

[horses neigh]

I understand. Let's just go.

All this time, huh? [sighs]

Listen, let's talk about it
at your house. Let's go.

All right?

I've got so many feelings about this.

[tense music continues]

Okay, well, you can talk about it
when you see your therapist in rehab.

No.

What do you mean, no?

Charles, you are going to rehab.

Yes, I'm goin'.

But I have more I need to say.

Charles…

-I need answers, Varney.
-Okay. Okay.

But you're not gonna get
those answers tonight.

So come on. Come on. Let's just go.

Come on.

Come on. Let's go.

Yeah.

Let's get going.

[Varney groans]

Let's go.

[R&B beat playing]

[Varney] Charles.

sh*t!

-[splutters] Charles!
-Just wait.

[Varney] Where are you going?

Charles, don't go back up in there.

[under breath] f*ck.

How long you been f*cking my father?

[tense music playing]

You need to get yo a*s out of here.

I just wanna know.

You just wanna know, huh?

Well, know this.
I never f*cked your father. I just dance.

He f*ck you?

Man, get the f*ck out of here, yo.
I'm not dealin' with this sh*t.

[tense music continues]

So that's why you been living here, huh?

Get yo b*tch a*s out of here
before I hurt you.

I mean, I get it.

You from the club,
and you wanted a come up.

What'd he promise you?

He didn't promise me sh*t, Charles.

So why don't you get
yo b*tch a*s out of here?

[Charles] Mmm.

He promised you money
and to take care of you, but he won't.

He's a k*ller and an evil man,
and he don't give a sh*t about you nor me.

So you better be careful.

I think you should run as fast

and as far away from here
as you possibly can.

[tense music continues]

Because when it all comes down,
it's gonna come down hard on you.

Charles,

I'm not the one
who wants things hard on me.

Now, get the f*ck out.

You used to be pretty,

but I can see
he's about to take that from you.

[tense music continues]

Maybe he'll have you burned with acid,

shot, stabbed, k*lled for sure.
I don't know.

Bro, get the f*ck out! Get out!

Go, n*gga! Bounce!

[music crescendos, ends]

So…

[tense music playing]

Is this recording?

No.

[Jules] Are you lying?

It's not.

Okay.

[tense music continues]

You said you wanted to talk.

[Jules] Yes, uh…

[hesitates and sighs]

But…

why here, not your office?

Talk to me.

You verify that information?

Guy's name is Frank.
Girlfriend's name is Leslie.

She has two daughters,
Kimberly and Sylvie.

[Jules] Mm.

I got that.

Okay, so?

Did you talk to your boss?

No.

Why not?

Well, you said he was implicated.

Yeah, and?

And that makes this…

What?

I can't tell him
because it would be bringing him

and a lot of powerful people down.

[tense music continues]

And what's the problem?

If he found out,
he could flip this whole thing.

[Jules] Hm.

You know what? No, uh, maybe…

No.

Uh… [hesitates]

[tense music continues]

I have an idea.

Tell me.

I'm a police officer.

Yeah, I know.

And I've been working on an investigation

for a very long time.

And I came across
a huge amount of evidence.

Go on.

And I brought it to you.

And you and I have been working on it,

and we're gonna use all that evidence
to take 'em all down.

-Yeah, but we got no paper trail.
-[Jules splutters] Yeah, well…

[whispering] We had to work in private
because it's so sensitive.

[tense music continues]

See, I walk,

and you walk out the hero.

[Paul scoffs]

Yeah, I don't think so.

Or you do it all on your own, and you die.

Are you threatening me?

Do you know how many m*therf*ckers
that they've k*lled?

You think you any different?

You and your family

will die.

Jules, look--

Look, I'm… all I'm saying
is just let me take you to the evidence.

You know where it is?

Yes.

Really?

You told Horace that you didn't.

Yep. That's because Horace was here.

See, Norman doesn't know
I know where it is.

That's why we need to go get it
before he does.

[tense music continues]

I can't.

[tense music continues]

Then you take your chances.

If I go, I'd have to get backup.

Mm-mm. No, no, no, no, no.

Just you…

and me.

I'm not doing that.

Oh, come on, man. It's the only way.

You can't tell anybody about this.

I'm not going with you alone.

All right, then bring one.

But it better be one you can trust.

[tense music continues]

-Jules--
-Look, come on.

Norman's sitting in the cell

with a cell phone he got
from one of your agents.

Who?

I don't know what agent gave him the cell,

but I know you can't trust them.

sh*t.

Come on.

Just you and me.

I'll take you right to it.

["Let 'Em Know by Jaron Takach
and Sharde Giovanni Bivans playing]

This is not good service.
How many times do I gotta tell y'all?

When somebody come up to the bar,
"Welcome to Make It Rain's!" Got it?

She ain't gonna be able
to keep nobody like this.

sh*t, I know, right?

-You just keep your head down, all right?
-All right, I am.

-[Michael] Get yo a*s on stage.
-I'm going.

[Rain] A'ight, you poured too much.
Wait a minute.

Michael, who running the back?

Big J is out there.

All right.
Go make sure everything all right.

I got you.

♪ I don’t need a key ♪

♪ Bad habits
It don’t matter what I spend ♪

♪ Gorgeous gorgeous girls
Always get it in the end, got ♪

[patrons cheering]

[overlapping chatter]

What the hell?

♪ Gotta let 'em know… ♪

Man, she trippin', bro.

[Trackson] Tell me about it. This b*tch.

Didn't I tell you to check the back?

Get to it.

♪ All the girls round the world
Yeah we so lit… ♪

And what the hell are you doin' here?

I work here.

No, you work for Jules.

You don't work here no more.

I can.

No, you can't.

I don't work for Jules anymore.
I work for Mr. Bellarie, all right?

Well, Mr. Bellarie
ain't got sh*t to do with this place.

Yes, he does.
What the hell you talking about?

[Rain] How you figure?

Kimmie's on her way here.
I'm here to watch her. All right?

♪ Diamonds on my neck… ♪

You just make sure you stay out of my way.

Mmm. Yes, ma'am.

♪ Gotta let 'em know… ♪

Jesus.

See what I'm sayin'?

[scoffs] Yeah.

She's on that revenge sh*t.

Real bad.

I got it though. I got it.

Watch. Chill.

[music ends]

Is he still breathin'?

Yeah.

Why don't he just f*cking die?

[tense music playing]

I am calling Horace.
We have to call Horace.

After he's dead.

I'm calling him.

Kimmie, he'll burn me.

Mallory, stop it!

-You don't know this family.
-I don't?

I'm calling him.

Okay, fine.

[tense music continues]

[phone line ringing]

[heels clicking]

[Kimmie] Horace, pick up the damn phone.

[phone line continues ringing]

I know you see the phone ring--

[sighs] I'mma call the house.

[phone ringing]

-[Kimmie on phone] James.
-Yes, ma'am.

Give Horace the phone.

[hesitates] He's not available, ma'am.

Give him the damn phone.

[James] I'm sorry, ma'am, I can't do that.

sh*t!

[tense music continues]

[sighs] I'm about to go over there.

-[Alex] No, I can--
-Uh-uh. No, stay with her.

Give me the keys. Give me the keys.

[Alex sighs]

[keys jingling]

[front door shuts]

So, what, are you judging me?

-No.
-[Mallory] Good.

I have enough judgment
from men in my life.

I understand.

How could you possibly understand? Hm?

How could you possibly understand?

When will this stop?

It keeps going and going and going.

[unsettling music playing]

I'm sorry.

I can't do this anymore.

[music fades]

Sorry.

Angel, I… I don't wanna talk about it.

Is, uh… is there anything
you want me to do?

What can you do?

I don't know.

Look, uh, it's fine.

Do you, uh… do you…
do you think he's gonna tell the family?

I wish that little m*therf*cker would.

[splutters] Well, I mean, I… I was just
trying to get back on your good side--

Yeah, get into my good graces. Yeah.

Well, yeah,
I wanna stay on your good side.

[tense music playing]

I don't…

I don't have a good side.

Yeah, you do.

You don't know me.

You had a good side
when you thought you were dyin'.

Excuse me?

[Angel] Yeah, you were way nicer.

I mean, you were still mean,
but, I mean, at least you were nicer.

You haven't seen mean.

-[door opens]
-[Kimmie] Horace.

What?

I have been trying to call you.

Yeah, and I've been trying to ignore you.

[scoffs] Listen, we have a problem.

I'll say we do.

So you know?

Yeah. Norman.

What you wanna do about it?

Don't you worry.
I will find that m*therf*cker.

Wait. Wait, what?

What are you talkin' about?

What are you talkin' about?

Norman, and him being out of jail.

[sighs] Oh, sh*t.

Oh, you didn't know?

Oh, I do know.

And if you're looking for him, he's dying,

laying in a pool of his blood
in Mallory's kitchen.

She shot him.

[Horace] What?

Next time, answer your damn phone.

Come on.

Come on!

James!

Get my coat.

Now!

What the hell took you so long
to get down here?

I didn't know you were calling.

Well, did you see
everything that they have?

Yes.

[Olivia] And?

It looks bad.

[inhales sharply]

Oh, God.

-How in the hell am I in this?
-We will talk to the judge in the morning.

Oh, I'm not staying here one more second.

You don't have a choice.

I am Olivia Bellarie.

I always have a choice.

Not in this matter, you don't.

Well, then you got to do something.

[lawyer] I can call…

Yeah, well, call, uh, uh…

Call Judge Hawkins. He knows me.

I tried him already.

What happened?

-He's made it impossible for you.
-[Olivia] What?

He managed to get in contact
with every judge you know.

[tense music continues]

[Olivia sighs]

I'm sorry.

So, what, I…
I'm supposed to just sit here?

Yes.

Oh man--

[Olivia chuckles]

Mallory and Kimmie.

Those two b*tches,

they're the ones
that got me in here, but okay.

Is there anything I can get for you?

Home.

That's what you can get for me.
Get me home.

I'm working on it, I promise.

Yeah, um… Can I… can I borrow your phone?

Sure.

[Olivia] Thank you.

Can you step outside?

This is private.

[lawyer] Okay.

[tense music continues]

[phone line ringing]

[voicemail beeps]

Norman, this is Olivia.

This sh*t that you're doing
to try and keep me in here?

When I get out,

I'm gonna find you,

and I'm going to gut you like a fish,
you son of a b*tch.

You slimy m*therf*cker.

[phone clatters]

[music fades]

[front door opens]

[bugs chirring]

[Mallory sighs]

[tense music playing]

What happened?

I came home and he was in my room.

He started attacking me
and talking about me k*lling his wife.

[tense music continues]

Is he dead?

Barely a pulse. He doesn't have much time.

Look at that.

[gurgling faintly]

He's got the death rattle.

Yeah, he doesn't have too long.

What should we do?

Let him die.

[tense music continues]

[Horace sighs]

He's caused me so much…

pain.

I think she's right.

Let him bleed out.

Will I lose my shares?

Yeah.

What, are you gonna take them?

We'll talk about that.

[Mallory] Mm.
That means you're gonna take them.

This couldn't have
worked out better for me.

Hm. Of course not for me.

Mrs. Bellarie,
I think you should just let it go.

Bruised my damn face.

You could put some makeup on it.

You do that.

Go on and do what you were gonna do, and…

I'll take care of this.

Well, we were going to the club.

What's stopping you?

I don't know. The dying man on the floor?

Nobody give a damn about him.

Just go.

[Kimmie] Horace, are you sure?

I said go.

I mean, Mallory probably
doesn't wanna go anymore, right?

[Mallory] Mm.

Mm. You wanna bet?

f*ck him.

I lost everything anyway.

Let's go party.

[dramatic music playing]

-[helicopter whirring]
-[distant siren wailing]

[cell phone ringing]

[horns honking]

[Mallory sighs] Who the hell is this?

[Lee on phone] Hey, it's Lee.

What… what the hell is a Lee?

[Lee] Now why you gotta do all that?

I was just thinking about
what you said earlier.

Why don't you meet me at this club,
Delinda's Dolls and Dudes?

I'm on the way there now.

[Lee] Uh, okay.

[tense music playing]

f*cking Lee.

Who was that?

Do I ask you about
who you on the phone with?

-Well, given the current situation--
-It has nothing to do with that.

Okay.

Look, there's got to be something
to drink in here.

Oh sh*t.

[Mallory sighs]

[Mallory] Mm.

Eesh.

What a night, right? [sighs]

Tell me about it.

[Mallory sighs] Mm. Can you believe him?

-Horace will fix it.
-[Mallory] Mm.

And my shares.

Mallory…

you have done such a good job
running the company.

He'd be stupid
to make you lose your shares.

That doesn't matter.

It doesn't matter.

-But--
-The good doesn't matter.

Us running the company does.

It'll be fine.

I don't feel it will.

So I guess just try to put all this
Norman sh*t out of your mind and--

Who's Norman?

-Exactly.
-[Mallory] Mm.

You look good.

You gonna go out tonight
and have a fabulous time.

You know what? You right.

-I know.
-You are right.

I know.

What the hell is this sh*t?

It's Japanese whiskey.

Japanese-- Give me some SirDavis.

-Pour me some of that too.
-[Mallory] Right?

-["We Outside" by Max Mill playing]
-♪ O-U-T, we outside ♪

♪ S-I-D-E ♪

♪ O-U-T, we outside ♪

♪ S-I-D-E, we outside with it… ♪

[Rain] I'm sick of you.
These dishes ain't never washed.

And you, over pouring. I told you.

♪ Fresh on the scene… ♪

Hey, b*tch!

Well, look at you.

[both chuckling]

Oh man. I see you, girl.

You see my sign though?

[Kimmie] I see that too.

Yes, girl, it's poppin' in here.

Yeah, not much has changed, huh?

-Let me show you to my office.
-[chuckles]

I need a drink first.

-I'll have them bring it to my office.
-[Mallory] No.

She been hittin' it a little hard tonight.

Are you okay?

I'll tell you about it later.

Damn, b*tch, you don't want a glass?

This is not the night for a glass.

Can you get these n*gg*s
and this gray-haired-beard n*gga

out of my favorite table?

Hey, y'all heard the lady. Get yo a*s up.
Ain't you supposed to be workin'?

Thank you.

-Come on, let me show you my office.
-Let me see this office.

♪ We outside with it ♪

♪ All night, with it ♪

♪ O-U-T, we outside ♪

♪ S-I-D-E ♪

♪ O-U-T, we outside… ♪

What's going on?

♪ They gawk 'cause my ba*ls are heavier… ♪

[Lee] This is, uh… This is interesting.

Mm. Did you come in your car?

Yeah, why?

Why don't you give them $500,
have them park you around the back?

♪ She might be a bona fide tease…♪

$500?

-You see that guy there?
-Mm-hmm.

Tell him I got it covered
and meet me in the back.

♪ They don’t know who the f*ck I is… ♪

Wait. Mallory… Mallory.

Hey.

["Toyota RAV4" by Lexclusive playing]

What's going on?

[music ends]

[Roy hums]

Yo.

[tense music playing]

[Gee] Yo.

Leave me alone, n*gga. [sighs]

Hey, I got what you need.

-What?
-Oh yeah.

n*gga, you saying, "Oh yeah."
What is it? What you got?

I mean, it ain't all that, but you know.

-What is it, n*gga? Spit it out.
-[tsks]

Here.

I can't see sh*t. What you got?

[tense music continues]

-What you got for me?
-n*gga, do you know who I am?

Roy Bellarie.

-You got that paper too.
-n*gga, just give me the damn sh*t.

Hey, hey, I said I need somethin', n*gga.

Need somethin'?

When you get out.

How you know I'm gettin' out of here?

Y'all got too much smoke around y'all.

They running scared.

Just give me the damn sh*t, bro.

Just give it to me.

[inmate] Okay.

You owe me, Roy Bellarie.

[Roy sighs]

[Roy grunts]

[Kimmie sighs]

[club music playing in background]

[Kimmie] Wow.

Yeah, I threw all of that
Delinda bullshit out of here.

[chuckles] It looks good in here.

Thank you.
You know your friend got taste, girl.

[both chuckle]

Yeah.

What, Kimmie?

I gotta tell you somethin'.

What is it?

So I was on the way here,
my mama called me.

She said she gonna take Sylvie
to the police in the morning.

-She gonna tell them it was me?
-No, she--

She was talking about she having
nightmares and stuff like that, and…

[Rain sighs]

She really gonna do that?

No.

I mean, I don't…
I don't think she will for real.

You know, I just wanted you to know.

Damn.

[tense music playing]

Kimmie, things are finally
looking up for me.

I don't have a… a Jules
or nobody, no judges.

You can't let her do that.
You gotta stop her.

I will. I'mma go by there in the morning.

She's not gonna actually go. I'm just…

We should go tonight.

Rain, it's fine, okay?

I shouldn't have even told you.

Man, she could ruin all this sh*t for me.

Stop it.

My mama probably just wants some money,

so I'll go by there in the morning,
bring her some cash,

and she's not gonna go
to the police for real.

Okay.

All right.

I like your little sign. [chuckles]

Yeah.

It's all right.

It's all right.

-Whatever.
-[both chuckling]

[footsteps approaching]

[tense music playing]

[bugs chirring]

Why don't you just…

die?

You thought you had me.

Now look at you.

Pathetic.

[tense music continues]

[Horace exhales]

[Horace sighs]

Stop breathin'.

I've been waitin' for this day.

Mallory…

she's a friend of mine.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Damn, this is good.

[Horace exhales]

[phone line ringing]

Yeah, Whitman,

I'm gonna need a little cleanup, uh…

over at Roy and Mallory's house. Uh…

And keep it tight. Just, uh…

[sinister music playing]

…get some boys together and, uh…

[g*n firing]

[solemn music playing]

[b*ll*ts ricocheting]

[Horace exhales sharply]

[wheezing] f*ck.

[R&B beat playing]

[music fades