01x02 - A Dance with Daddy

[bunniefuu]

[young Kimmie] Mama, I don...
I don't understand.

[mom] You getting too old
to be around him.

[young Kimmie] What am I supposed to do?

[mom] You gotta make it on your own.

Hi, Kimmie. You wanna come with me?

- I made the decision.
- [patrons cheering]

- [blows]
- Now we stuck with these crazy-a*s people.

Please help me welcome
Mrs. Mallory Bellarie!

[audience cheering]

[Mallory] Hello, everyone!

Not everyone is here to adore you.
You've been served.

[Kimmie] Rain. Rain, get up.

Oh my God.

[thud]

The f*ck was that?

[suspenseful music playing]

[ominous music playing]

f*ck.

sh*t.

f*ck, man. Damn it.

[grunting]

[grunts, sighs]

[car approaching]

[tense music playing]

[sighs]

[Roy exhales]

- [Mallory] I hate you! I f*cking hate you!
- [Roy] What the f*ck you doing?

- [Mallory] You son of a b*tch! Who is she?
- [Roy] Chill the f*ck out!

- Who the f*ck is she?
- Will you chill out, Mallory?

- Who is she?
- You keep asking me.

I don't know
what you f*cking talking about.

[Roy panting]

- Let me go.
- Will you chill out? No.

The f*ck is wrong with you?

Crazy a*s.

[Roy panting]

Crazy as hell.

Who is she?

- I don't know what you're talking about.
- Don't act f*cking stupid.

- [Mallory] Who is she, Roy?
- [Roy] Hey!

- Who the f*ck is she?
- Chill the f*ck out.

Who the f*ck is she?
You keep playing with me.

- You're playing games with me.
- Chill out.

I heard you.
You butt-dialed me, stupid a*s,

and I heard you in the room
with that damn wh*re.

- I heard you.
- Like I said...

Like I said, you ain't hear sh*t.

I don't know what you talking about.
Chill the f*ck out. I'm being serious.

Did you come down the private road?

[ominous music playing]

Why?

Answer me.
Did you come down the private road?

You put it in the street, didn't ya?

- What are you talking about?
- No, no, no, no.

I'm not dealing with this sh*t.
Get off me.

[sighs]

[Kimmie] Rain.

Rain, get up. Get up.

Get up.

- [people chattering]
- [siren wailing in the distance]

I'm about to call 911.

[drowsily] No.

- What?
- No.

Yes.

No, don't call 'em.

I'm fine.

Are you?

Just give me the pills.

The pills.

[pills rattling]

Rain, these... These aren't even labeled.
I cannot give this to you.

- Mm.
- We don't know if it...

[coughs]

[Rain grunts]

No, don't. Just stop.

Help... Help me up.
I'm gonna be in a little pain.

I'm telling you, I'll be fine. Just...

[sighs] I just gotta get some rest.

[dramatic sting]

You need to go to a doctor.

I'm fine. I'm good.

How do I look?

Are you kidding me?

Whatevs. Tell me how I look, girl.

Rain.

Take a picture and show me how I look.

[Rain retching]

Oh God.

- [Rain vomits, coughs]
- [Kimmie] Oh my God.

Rain.

[Rain panting]

- [Rain vomits]
- sh*t.

sh*t.

- sh*t.
- [Rain coughing]

- sh*t.
- [Rain sobbing]

- sh*t.
- I'm fine, I'm fine.

It just hurts when I move.
I just won't move.

No, you need to be able to move, Rain.

- This is not okay.
- [coughs] I'm fine.

- Are you a...
- You're cold and you're clammy.

[gulps] Are you a nurse?

[grunts] Just let me lay here.

[groans]

I'm fine.

If I don't feel better tomorrow,
we can go...

Go to a doctor.

Just let me sleep.

[young Rain] I saw you in that stall.

Look, I've been there.

[young Rain sighs, tsks]

Oh, this one's online.

There's a lot of p*mps in this town.
You don't wanna do that.

They was after me real bad,
but I got a plan.

I met this guy online. He said
he can show me how to make some money.

All I gotta do is take a flight.

He cute too.

- [keyboard clacking]
- [line rings]

- What's up?
- [young Rain] Hey.

Who's that?

Oh, um, just a friend of mine.

[young Angel] She gonna come with you?

I don't know. Maybe.

- Is everything set up?
- [young Angel] Yeah.

Yeah, look, all you gotta do
is go meet my boy in Atlanta

and bring what we need here to Seattle.

Can I get in trouble for this?

Nah. Nah, nah,
it's that international sh*t that's crazy.

Ain't nobody checking domestically,
so you're good.

[sighs] All right.

And I can make five grand?

[young Angel]
You can make ten if she's in.

I can make five grand?

[young Angel] Mm-hm. Each.

[suspenseful music playing]

You don't have to do this.

I'm in.

You sure you wanna do this?

Yeah, I... I'll do it.

[young Angel] I'll call tomorrow
with the number to call.

Can't wait to see you.

Okay. Can't wait to see you either.

- [young Angel] All right.
- Okay, bye.

- [keyboard clacks]
- [line disconnects]

sh*t, we gonna be real good friends, then.

[cell phone ringing]

[cell phone clicks]

Hello.

- [patrons cheering]
- Hey, b*tch. How you feeling?

It's Kimmie.

Why the f*ck you got her phone?

What did you do to her?

b*tch, who do you think you are
to be questioning me, huh?

She got her a*s done. What's the problem?

She not doing good.

What you mean?

She's sweaty, clammy, and cold.

Is she up?

- Nah.
- Well, how long she been out？

Long enough for me
to take a shower and change.

- I'm about to take her to the hospital.
- No, you not.

This is bad, Body.

Shut the f*ck up.
I'm on my way over there.

She don't need to see you,
she needs to see a doctor.

If you take her to the hospital,

she is gonna go to jail, and you will too.

- I ain't even do nothin'.
- [tense music playing]

Oh yeah?

You told her to do it and you paid for it.

What the f*ck?
No, I did not, and you know that.

You know Jules can make it stick.

So shut the f*ck up.
I'm on my way over there.

["Amends" by Max Mill plays over speakers]

f*ck.

[siren wailing in the distance]

Oh my God.

[Roy clears throat]

Why you keep asking
about the private road, hm?

- Trying to set me up?
- [Mallory] What are you talking about?

Actually, come here,
I gotta show you something.

- Come here.
- What are you talking about?

- [Mallory] Let go of me.
- No, I got a special prize for you. Mm-hm.

[Mallory] Roy.

Roy, what the...

sh*t. Roy.

- Did you do this?
- Roy, I didn't see her, okay?

I didn't see her, and then I hit her.

I was pissed at you being with this b*tch
that I didn't see her.

[ominous music playing]

- Why is she in your trunk?
- I did it to protect your stupid a*s.

What the f*ck...
That doesn't make any damn sense.

- Mallory...
- How did you even know that I hit her?

I want you to put your thinking cap on.
Just put it on for one time. Okay?

The only people
that come down this road is this family.

Know what's crazy? I still gotta...

I always gotta take up for...
for y'all n*gg*s in this family.

What are you talking about?

I take up for n*gg*s in this family
and your f*cking a*s.

Now is not the time, Mallory.
We got bigger fish to fry, obviously.

Who is she?

I don't know.

All the houses on this road, though,
belong to this family.

That's what I do know.

[Mallory] Is she a friend
of your brother's maybe?

You know damn well
she ain't no friend of my brother's.

sh*t.

sh*t is right.

- I gotta call Jules.
- No, don't call Jules.

He is the head of security
for this whole entire organization.

If anyone knows what to do
in this situation, it would be his a*s.

I don't care. Don't call Jules.

He knows too much
about this f*cking family.

He'll bury us with this.

And what does my beautiful
dumbass wife suggest I do?

- Hm?
- I don't know, f*cking burn the car.

Just burn that sh*t.

Baby, they'll find out about that.

[suspenseful music playing]

Why don't we, um...

Look, why don't we go to our old...
My old neighborhood,

um, we leave the car there?
I'm sure they'll steal it.

We leave her in the car, and we call
in the morning, say it was stolen.

[Roy] Mm. Mm.

So you want n*gg*s to catch
a m*rder charge for your crazy a*s?

- What are you talking about?
- You know what's crazy?

I married a cold, cold b*tch,
you know that?

You trust Jules too much. Not with this.

- I'm calling him.
- Roy, not with this.

- Don't call Jules.
- You can't handle it, Mallory.

The only person that can handle
this situation is Jules. I am calling him.

I can f*cking handle it.

Don't test me. Don't call Jules.

[Body] How's she feelin'?

- Hey.
- Rain.

- She's not up right now.
- How many pills did she take?

I don't even know.

[tense music playing]

- Rain?
- Are you a doctor or something?

I'm a nurse.

Rain?

What school did you go to?

[Daga scoffs]

- b*tch, you better get her before I do.
- [Body sighs]

- [Kimmie grunts]
- Shut the f*ck up!

Let her check her.

She did me, and I'm fine.

[siren wailing in the distance]

- Her blood pressure's fine.
- [clattering]

- That's good. That's good.
- [Daga] Yeah.

[Daga] I'm just gonna
give you these pills.

She should sleep real comfortable
through the night.

And if she have any problems...

just hit us.

Come on, Body. Let's go.

[door opens]

[door closes]

[cell phone ringing]

- What is it?
- [Body] Daddy, we got a little situation.

What?

Well, one of the girls was getting pumped,
and she ain't doing too well.

Why the f*ck do you keep using
that crazy-a*s dude?

Look, she's a woman, and she's good.
She did me.

And how many of my pros has she k*lled?

It's okay.

But I think you might need
to rein Kimmie in a little bit.

Why?

She keep...
She keep bucking up at me and sh*t.

Oh, so you saying
you don't know how to do your job?

No, Daddy, that's not what I'm saying.

Then handle it
and get the f*ck off my phone.

[line disconnects]

[sighs]

You going too fast.

- You wanna drive?
- Just slow down.

[Roy clears throat]

I just really wish we knew who she was.

- Check again to see if she got ID.
- Are you...

- Are you crazy?
- I don't like this plan.

- What else are we gonna do, Roy?
- "We"?

- "We"?
- Yeah, "we."

[scoffs] This your sh*t.

Nah, I was the one that covered up
the cancer that k*lled 98 women.

There you go, hm?

- Stop this sh*t.
- Shut up.

- Why don't you shut the f*ck up?
- No, shut up. That's you...

- [siren whooping]
- You need to shut up.

- Look what you did. Mm-hm.
- sh*t. sh*t.

- Yeah, sh*t is right.
- sh*t. I told your a*s to slow down, Roy.

- sh*t.
- [siren blaring]

- Pull over.
- [Roy] He's going to see the body.

[Mallory] Well, what else
are you gonna do, Roy?

[Roy] Call Jules.

- [Mallory] We're not in Chicago.
- [Roy] He knows the police here.

- Call him right now, Mallory.
- [Mallory] I'm not... sh*t.

First off, roll the damn windows down
'cause your breath smells like alcohol.

- [Roy] Finally a good idea.
- [Mallory] Your eyes all glassy and sh*t.

- [Mallory] I always have good ideas.
- [Roy] Mm-hm.

- [Mallory] Okay.
- [Roy] Mm-hm.

- [Mallory] Act normal.
- [indistinct radio chatter]

I'm chilling.

- [Mallory] Yeah? [clears throat]
- [Roy exhales]

- [Mallory] He's coming.
- [Roy] I know.

License and registration.

Oh, is there something wrong, sir?

Um, Officer Jenson?

License and registration.

Yes, sir. [chuckles]

Uh... [exhales sharply]

Yeah, there we go. [inhales]

Here's the registration, sir.
Let me get my license real quick.

There we go. [inhales sharply]

Uh, hm...

Here you go.

Have you had anything to drink, sir?

No, sir.

- [tense music playing]
- I can smell the alcohol.

Oh, that would be me. Guilty.

- Yeah. She likes to have a little fun.
- Yeah.

[Roy chuckling]

Step out of the car, please, sir.

Excuse me, sir?

Step out of the car, please.
No, ma'am. You stay put.

[indistinct radio chatter]

Sir?

[car door closes]

Yes, sir. [clears throat]

[Roy sighs]

Follow me to the back of the car, sir.

- Is that really necessary, sir?
- [Jenson] It is.

After you.

[indistinct radio chatter]

[Roy] All right.

[Roy sighs]

Oh, I... Hm. Hm.

Please blow until I say stop, sir.

[indistinct radio chatter]

All right. [clears throat]

[blows]

sh*t.

[cell phone rings, clicks]

[Mallory] Jules.

- Good evening, ma'am.
- Look, we got a problem.

Roy just got pulled over
and he's been drinking.

Chicago?

No, we're in Indiana.

That might be a little harder. Uh...

Give me the officer's name, badge number.

Uh, yeah. Jenson, um,



Badge number.

- All right, give me a second.
- [typing]

Thank you, sir.

Okay?

No. Not okay at all.

Well, I can try it again, sir.

Put your hands behind your back, sir.

Excuse me?

Put your hands behind your back.

Sir, uh...

you're gonna regret this. Okay?

I'm not gonna tell ya again.

[ominous music playing]

Sir, I'm Roy Bellarie, okay?
I'm the CEO of Beauty in Black.

Put your hands behind your back.

[handcuffs rattling]

Sir, this'll be a lot easier
if you comply.

[Roy] You don't know what you're doing.

Look, you better hurry up.
They're putting cuffs on him.

I'm on it.

They might have to take him through.
Can't get anybody on the phone.

Careful with your head, sir.

[ominous music continues]

[Roy sighs]

[Roy grunting]

[Roy] Golly. This is crazy.

[Jules] I'm on my way. Drop your location.

- [clattering]
- [Mallory] What the f*ck?

[tense music playing]

[car door closes]

[indistinct radio chatter]

[Mallory sighs]

- Where you taking him?
- We're taking him in.

- Okay.
- You said you'd been drinking?

Yes.

Call someone to pick you up.
This car is being towed.

Look, I don't... I don't understand.

Well, you guys shouldn't be
drinking and driving,

so hopefully, your ride gets here
before the tow truck.

[Kimmie] Come on, Rain, get up. Get up.
I'm gonna take you to the hospital.

Come on. [grunts]

Oh God.

Excuse me. Can you come help?

Is she okay?

No. I need to get her to the hospital.
Can you open the door?

- [woman] You need to call an ambulance.
- Come on, help us. She needs to go.

[woman] Come on.
sh*t, I ain't no f*cking nurse.

- Please.
- [woman groans]

[woman sighs]

Can you open the door?

Thank you.

Come on.

What's wrong with her?

She cut herself. Come on.

Man, they gonna charge me for this sh*t.
Come on now.

- You ain't got no towel?
- Yes.

What the...

[Kimmie] Come on, move your legs up.

[alarm beeping]

- What is this sh*t on my hand?
- Just drive to the hospital.

- [woman groans]
- Please.

[Mallory] Jules, where are you?

[Jules] Ten minutes out.

[Mallory] They're about to take the truck.
There's something in this trunk.

I can't let them do that.

[Jules] Drive off.

They took the keys, Jules.

All right. Just try and stall them
as long as you can.

[sighs] Okay.

[alarm beeping]

Do you have any belongings in the car?

Uh, yeah. But I can drive.

Are you trying to get arrested too?

No, I'm not.

Don't you have a ride?

I do have a ride.

Ma'am, step aside, please.

Look, I'm freezing. You're just gonna
leave me on the side of the road?

Your coat looks pretty warm.

Are you serious?

Well...

you could take a seat in the back
with your husband

and take a ride down to the station.

I know you don't know who I am,

but I...

[tense music playing]

I'm sorry.

I... I understand my husband
shouldn't have been drinking and driving.

If you'd be so kind and let me know
where you're taking the truck.

[indistinct radio chatter]

[car engine starting]

[brakes screeching]

[Kimmie] I'll be right back.

Help! Help! My friend is outside in a cab!

- What happened?
- She's unconscious.

- One second. Get a gurney.
- Hurry!

[nurse] Come on. Bring the gurney.

[suspenseful music playing]

You can't come back here. I'm sorry.

But, uh...

[women chattering]

[siren wailing]

What the f*ck y'all looking at?

[elevator bell dings]

[suspenseful music continues]

[alarm dings]

[heartbeat thumping]

[ominous music playing]

[music intensifies then stops]

- [baby crying]
- [phone ringing]

[cell phone ringing]

Yeah.

Yeah, okay. All right, great.

I can call Judge Radson.

No. No, no, it's done.

Roy's out.

Police boss is all over his a*s.

He's gonna get the dash
and the body cam footage.

[Mallory sighs]

Okay.

[Mallory sniffs]

So...

you wanna tell me what's in this trunk?

Roy hit somebody on the way home.
On the private road.

- Who is it?
- I don't know.

[sighs] Okay.

Look, the thing is, the body was moving
when we got pulled over.

What do you mean, "the body was moving"?

Thought it was in the trunk.

I saw the hand moving when I looked back
after we got pulled over.

[suspenseful music playing]

- So why didn't you call me?
- We wanted to handle it, Jules.

- You know my job is to protect the family.
- I know that.

[Roy sighs]

- So you don't trust me.
- We're not doing that sh*t again.

Obviously you don't trust me.
You didn't call me.

n*gga, who the f*ck
do you think you're talking to?

You know I don't trust your a*s.

So, what the f*ck are we gonna do?

[suspenseful music continues]

[Jules] Look, I got it, all right?

[sniffs] Calvin's here.

He's gonna take you to go get Roy,
then he's gonna take you home.

Don't talk about this.

Ever. Okay?

The truck is right there.

It's got a package in the trunk.

And it needs to come out right now.

[man] We got you.

Done.

Get to it.

[somber music playing]

[g*nsh*t]

[g*nsh*t]

- [man] Come on, man.
- [cell phone rings]

What is it?

- [hip-hop music playing]
- You got a problem.

What's up?

Well, your friend Kimmie,

I think she's over
at the hospital with Rain.

[sighs] And where is Body?

Well, I called you first.

Delinda, can she keep them under control,
or is she getting weak?

[sighs] No, she can do it.

But this Kimmie, uh...

she needs some more breaking.

Okay.

[officer] Is this her?

[tense music playing]

[indistinct radio chatter]

[car approaching]

[Jules] Get in!

[tense music playing]

What you doing here? Hm?

She was gonna die.

And what happened?

I just...

No, what happened?

- Nothing.
- Nothing.

- Nothing.
- Nothing.

- Nothing.
- Exactly.

But now your face
is all on the camera in the hospital.

You lucky I got people in there.

But you ain't seen nothin'

and you don't know nothin'.

- Do you hear me?
- Yes.

- Nothing.
- Nothing.

- Nothing.
- I know.

You gonna go back

to the house and clean up your room

and go head back to the club.

And you are not to come back
to this hospital ever again.

Do you hear me?

Huh?

Yes.

I mean, haven't I been good to you

and all the other girls that work for me?

- Hm?
- Yes.

Yeah, you facing 30 years.

Thirty years in prison.

I worked that out.

You didn't even have to see a judge.

[tense music continues]

We made an agreement.

All you had to do, work for me.
Pay off your debts.

But no.

These antics...
These antics just won't do, my friend.

I set you up with a wealthy guy.
What you do?

[in whiny voice] "Oh, he's weird.
He's weird."

You... You... You need to learn
how to be more appreciative.

That's what you need to do.

- Do you understand?
- [Kimmie breathing shakily]

Yes, I understand.

All I need is for you
and all the other girls

just to honor your agreement.

That's it.

Can you do that for me?

Yes, I can.

Don't make me have this conversation
with you again.

[birds chirping]

[groans]

[clears throat, sniffs]

[Roy] Mm.

So just like that, huh?

What?

You going to work?

Unlike you and your trifling-a*s brother,
someone has to run the company.

Ah. Yeah, whatever.

[Mallory grumbles]

And I will find out
who that b*tch was you were with.

What's wrong with you?

Roy, you know me.

You know image is everything,
and I will k*ll to protect it.

Well, looks like you did that last night.

I don't know what you're talking about.

- Yeah, okay.
- Mm.

[clattering]

Why don't you put on a suit
and show up to work today,

and act like you doing something?

You really are just evil.

Evil? Roy, really?

You talking about evil? Seriously?

You really hit that lady last night

and just didn't lose a second of sleep.
That's crazy.

I'm not gonna let a dead b*tch
give me wrinkles.

I should divorce you.

And what will you do if you
divorce me, Roy? I'm gonna sit with this.

- Huh? What'll you do?
- [Roy chuckles]

Your father hates you and your brother.
He'll just cut you off.

Actually, Roy, why don't you go live
with your mother in that little church?

You would love that. I think that would be
so fun for you, right? Hm?

You know if you weren't with me,
he would've cut you off a long time ago.

So I wanna see you do it. Go for it.

[tense music playing]

So, what the f*ck are you gonna do
if you divorce me?

[Roy] Mm.

Have a good day. [clears throat]

sh*t.

[tense music continues]

[Gillian] Is she coming?

[Calvin] Yep.

- [Calvin] Hey.
- [Gillian] Okay.

[Calvin] Okay.

[Gillian] Good morning, ma'am.

[Mallory sighs]

What the hell did you guys do
with these towels?

They gonna charge you for this.

You should use the black ones for makeup.

I'm sick of all this sh*t.

I ain't gonna keep cleaning up
after you like this.

You gonna have to clean
your own sh*t up next time.

Keep messing up these damn towels.

You think I'm gonna
pick them up every time?

You can't get all this sh*t
out of these towels.

Every damn room, I gotta clean it twice.

What is this sh*t on this bed?

- [siren wailing in the distance]
- I'm not doing this today.

I'll see you next week.

[door closes]

- [line rings]
- [clears throat]

- [operator] County Hospital.
- Hell...

Hello. Uh, my name is Miss Lattimore,

and I was calling to check on my daughter.

Her name is Rain... Lattimore.

I wanted to see how she's doing.

[operator] I'm sorry, ma'am.

But because of HIPAA laws,
we can't discuss any of our patients.

You will have to come into the hospital.

[sighs]

And here are the new ad campaigns.

- Isn't this a little dark? I was thinking...
- Mm-hm.

And she looks rather elderly.

Yes, we can get you more choices.

- Okay. Thank you.
- Sure thing.

- Honey. Hi.
- [Roy] Hm.

- Hey, babe. How you doin'?
- [Mallory] Mm.

I'm great. How are you?
Don't you look nice.

- Thank you.
- [Mallory] Oh.

- You look... beautiful, as always.
- [Mallory] Oh.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

- [Mallory] Mm.
- [Roy] Hm.

It's nice to see you. What's going on?

[Roy] Uh...

We have to... tell you something.

Hm.

Go on, n*gga, tell her.

We found the truck,
but there was no body in it.

[ominous music playing]

What?

No.

- What happened?
- We're trying to find out.

So how will you find out and how soon?

I didn't wanna come to you
without any information,

but we're working on it.

Then you should get to it, huh?

Yes.

Now.

Absolutely.

[Roy sighs]

I told you not to trust
that m*therf*cker. [chuckles]

What is this?

I don't know.

Roy, you need to stop using that sh*t...

[Roy] Mm-hm.

...and pay attention
to what the f*ck he's doing.

Hm. Yes, dear. I will.

- Always listen to you.
- Yeah.

[Roy] Mm-hm.

And I need to know something
by end of day.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

[Roy] Hm.

- Where's my kiss?
- Mm. Hm.

- Sweetheart.
- Almost forgot. Hm. Mm.

- I'll see you at home.
- I'll see you there.

Love you, babe.

Love you too.

[Roy sighs]

[door opens]

[door closes]

[women chattering]

- [woman 1] Oh.
- [woman 2] Mm-hm!

[Body chuckles]

- Hey, girl.
- [woman 1] Ah.

- Making that money per usual. Mm-hm.
- All right now.

[Body chuckles]

I heard you went to the hospital.

b*tch, keep trying me.

["That's A Big Flex" plays over speakers]

Hey, girl, how Rain doin'?

- [Kimmie] The f*ck you mean?
- What you gonna do?

Hey, hey, hey!
b*tches, what the hell going on in here?

- That's what I wanna know.
- [Delinda] Yeah.

I know your scaredy a*s
ain't starting sh*t.

[scoffs] You always starting some sh*t.

You got a VIP.
That old man is back asking for you.

I don't know
why the f*ck he want you, but go.

Look, you better get his credit card,
his money, something.

Do you hear me?

Yeah, aight.

Move, b*tch.

Take your scary a*s over there somewhere.

Girl,

you better get her in check
before these other h*s think she's on top.

Delinda, I will k*ll that b*tch first.

[Delinda] Mm-hm. Hm.

You better be glad
I picked up a few pounds.

I got a couple of pound cakes
on me, b*tch,

or I'll show you how it's done.

Don't make me show you
how to run these b*tches.

Got a m*therf*cking train,
you don't even know how to run b*tches.

b*tches is easy to run.

Move out the f*cking way!

[woman 2 laughing]

What the f*ck y'all looking at?

Get this money!

Put on y'all sh*t
and get the f*ck outside!

Looking at me
like y'all ain't got sh*t to do!

Work, b*tch!

[laughing]

♪ Do it to 'em, do it to 'em... ♪

No greeting today?

♪ Do it to 'em, do it to 'em... ♪

I'm here to just dance.

When I talk, I get in trouble.

I don't want you to dance.
I wanna talk to you.

Sit down, please.

♪ He gon' love it when I do it to 'em ♪

♪ Do it to 'em, do it to 'em ♪

♪ Do it to 'em, do it to 'em ♪

♪ Here's a secret ♪

♪ This p*ssy undefeated ♪

♪ Bend it over, touch your toes... ♪

Is he straight?

♪ a*s so thick like a panoramic picturе... ♪

Nobody in here is straight
if the money is right.

♪ Comе and get some ♪

♪ Hair, long nails... ♪

Is he private?

Man, what you trying to do?

♪ Yeah, they so average... ♪

[sighs]

This is hard for me to say, but...

you said...

♪ Money coming fast
I'mma spend that sh*t ♪

♪ Body like a hourglass... ♪

You said you could get him for me.

♪ If I catch you creeping
I'mma cut a b*tch... ♪

For the right price.

And what's the right price?

♪ 'Cause he know that I'mma
Do it to 'em, do it to 'em... ♪

I can get him to do
whatever you want for 1,500.

♪ Do it to 'em, do it to 'em
Do it to 'em, do it to 'em ♪

♪ I'm such a flirt
So he gon' lose it when I... ♪

I'm on a fixed income.

♪ Do it to 'em, do it to 'em... ♪

This is all I have.

Man, do something else with your money.
Don't do this.

♪ Do it to 'em ♪

I don't wanna do anything else.

♪ Get a taste, then it's over with... ♪

Look, I'm old.

♪ Say that you in love with it... ♪

I'm not gonna live much longer.

♪ Satisfy my appetite
Enjoy me, but no cuffing it... ♪

This is what I want.

♪ I stay stunting on these h*s
Yeah, my body picture perfect... ♪

How much is it?

About 800.

♪ All my life I've been a savage ♪

♪ No complaints 'cause I'm a gold b*tch ♪

♪ Money coming fast
I'mma spend that sh*t ♪

sh*t.

♪ Body like a hourglass... ♪

I can get him to do it for five.

[mellow music plays over speakers]

What?

Never met an honest h*?

Where you want him to meet you?

Can we go to his place?

Mm-mm. You ain't trying to live like that.

- What about your place?
- Why my place?

Because I've never met an honest wh*re.

[chuckles]

How about a hotel?

Mm. No money for that.

Why don't you keep the rest of this?
Just take it and keep it.

I don't trust very easily.

I want you to look after me.

I feel like, uh...

Like I'll be safer with you around.

You don't even know me.

I know, uh...

I know...

this is what I want.

You do know we get off
like after 2:00, right?

I can wait.

You got a car? You drove?

Yeah, I got a... a green truck.

Okay.

- You in the parking lot?
- Yeah.

Okay.

["En La Cuadra" by Los Matadores
plays over speakers]

- [men chattering]
- [Kimmie] Yo, Angel.

I need to talk to you.

[man 1] Clean up in here.

Look, I don't know nothin'.

What you talking about?

- Nothin'.
- Uh-uh. No. What are you talking about?

I just wanna keep my nose out of sh*t

and pay Jules
so he can let me out of here.

- Wait...
- I don't know nothin'.

What do you think
I'm trying to talk to you about?

I know how close you and Rain are.

- No, that's...
- sh*t, I...

I got us into all this sh*t.
I know you blame me.

That was a long time ago.
It is what it is at this point.

We just gotta get the money.

- How's she doing?
- I'm not talking about that right now.

Look, I got an old n*gga in the back.
He wants you for 500.

f*ck no. You know I'm straight.

What the f*ck you doing?

Yeah, until the liquor
and the money comes out.

This is somethin' on the side,
outside the club.

You can keep all of it.

I'm actually doing your a*s a favor.

- What are you getting out of it?
- Not money.

So, what?

You gonna do it or not?

[man 2] You know what I'm sayin'? [laughs]

[Angel sighs]

Fine, I'll... I'll do it for eight.

Five is all he got.

Come on, you know your a*s is broke.

[sighs]

First of all, he's not f*cking me.

It's dancing only,
and it ain't gonna be long. Aight?

All right, whatever. It's fine.

n*gga better be glad I gotta step
to my f*cking baby mama with money.

Okay, meet me in the back
when you get off.

[Angel] Yeah.

[sighs]

[suspenseful music playing]

[indistinct radio chatter]

We got a live one back here.
We need an ambulance.

What the f*ck he just say?

[indistinct radio chatter]

[siren wailing]

[Kimmie] Come on.

[knocking]

- Yo.
- [Angel chuckles]

Oh sorry.

You sure you up for this?

Yeah, yeah.

This is Angel.

What's up?

- [Horace] Hi.
- He gonna meet us there.

Okay.

[Horace] I really appreciate this.

You nervous?

[Horace chuckles]

Can you tell?

Why? You never did this before?

I'm just from a different generation.

I can see that.

You talking about my age?

You're human, right?

Yeah.

I, uh...

I need to ask you something.

What's that?

Why are you doing this?

I'm just trying to help you.

- You're not gonna rob me?
- [Kimmie scoffs]

Nah, but them other b*tches would.

Okay.

But...

Oh, here it comes.

No, I just... I... I could use some help.

What's that?

I have a friend that's in the hospital,

and if I just had somebody
that could go check on her for me,

I would really appreciate it.

[tender music playing]

What's wrong with her?

That's a long story.

Why can't you go?

That's a longer story.

But...

I was thinking if you could say
you were her grandfather,

they would...
They would definitely let you in.

And I can give you her name
and all that stuff.

What hospital is she in?

County.

Guess she couldn't afford
Stanley Heart Anderson, huh?

Don't play with me.

Of course I'll do it.

Thank you. I... I appreciate it.

- [people chattering]
- [motorcycle engine revving]

I'm out.

That was fast. What happened?

No, no, no, no.
I told you, I got the money.

He... He said leave, so I'm out.

[Kimmie sighs]

[Horace coughing]

Hey, you... You all right?

Yes, yes.

[in hoarse voice]
Can you take me home, please?

Um...

- Yeah. Yeah.
- Okay.

[coughing]

[Kimmie sighs]

[door closes]

[mellow music playing]

This is a long way out.

I'll get you a ride back.

[coughing]

You really need to get that checked out.

[sniffles, exhales]

Damn it.

[pensive music playing]

Where are we?

May I help?

Oh.

Hello, sir.

This is your house?

[clears throat] Can you, uh,
help me out, please?

Uh...

[Horace sighs, sniffles]

[Horace exhales]

Over there.

[Horace breathing heavily]

This don't look like
no fixed income to me.

Uh, thank you.

Yeah, sure.

Um, the staff is gone for the night.

Would you mind, uh, going into my office
and, uh, bringing me my meds?

It is in a tray on my desk, uh,

just down the hall.

Yeah.

[Horace sighs]

[suspenseful music playing]

[pills rattling]

[Kimmie] Hm.

[Horace coughing]

["This Ain't Fa Errbody"
by YK The Realest playing]

Oh my God.

♪ We talk different, we boss different ♪

♪ Grim Muzik, we all gifted ♪

♪ Lost friends, but never lost riches ♪

♪ Make side chicks out of boss b*tches ♪

♪ Bar-barian ♪

♪ Allergic to whack rappers
Asking me for a feature ♪

♪ I'm asking them for a Claritin ♪

♪ If you missed that
Then call up Spotify ♪

♪ And see how you can qualify
To get your two cents back ♪

♪ I'm military-minded
Full metals in my jacket ♪

♪ I'm the general
Not the cartoon sitting with Shaq ♪

♪ I was pushing that pack
When meth was red phosphate ♪

♪ Who you know running the city
But never lost weight? ♪

♪ And on a slow day
Catch me at ya baby mama's ♪

♪ Chopping white girl
And getting off like O.J. ♪

♪ Fat b*stard, hit the gas and I pass it ♪

♪ Faster than the chance
To smash a Kardashian ♪

♪ Ugh ♪

♪ This ain't fa errbody ♪

♪ Stay in yo lane ♪

♪ This ain't fa errbody ♪

♪ Stay in yo lane ♪

♪ Nah, this ain't fa errbody ♪

♪ This a grown man's game ♪

♪ Like that, had to bring it right back ♪

♪ Leave it up to me to rock a beat
For all the people who don't like rap ♪

♪ Despite that
I always try to put on for my city ♪

♪ Being friendly, let n*gg*s rap with me
Give me my mic back ♪

♪ Rap like a hermaphrodite
I've been on my own d*ck ♪

♪ Errbody in the building
Me? I'm tryna own sh*t ♪

♪ You can bang a block
Or buy the property and zone sh*t ♪

♪ But I ain't preaching
To a bunch of n*gg*s who don't want sh*t ♪

♪ Napalm dropping
It's impossible to stay calm ♪

♪ Flame on any human being
That I take on ♪

♪ They want smoke
But they don't ever put a name on ♪

♪ Shame on b*tches used to diss me
Now they facepalm ♪

♪ It's like
Err time I try to help rappers ♪

♪ I get reminded
Why these record labels shelf rappers ♪

♪ Becoming a star is becoming a target ♪

♪ You just wanna shop sh*t
But to them you a market ♪

♪ Damn ♪

♪ This ain't fa errbody ♪

♪ Stay in yo lane ♪

♪ Nah, this ain't fa errbody ♪

♪ This a grown man's game ♪