03x03 - Throne of Blood

[bunniefuu]

You just pissed me off.

[Rain] She wanna come at me,
she better bring her damn best.

It's not her you should be scared of.
There's a lot you don't know.

It's only a matter of hours
before you need another hit.

[Norman] I can get you
whatever it is you need.

-Norman…
-How'd he do it? Tell me.

He ran her over, n*gga.

What do you think that was about,
Norman asking about our boss?

Ray, get me out right now.

[Lindsay] You owe Gina.

It's almost Friday.

Tick… tock…

Nobody loves me, my father won't help me.

[Evan] Papi, look.

[dramatic sting]

[keys jingling]

[suspenseful music playing]

Oh sh*t.

Charles.

Help me cut him down!
Get his legs! Hold his leg!

sh*t.

Come on, come on, come on!

-Come on!
-Is he breathing?

sh*t.

He's got a pulse. Dial 911.

[breathing heavily] Yeah. Uh…

[Varney] Come on, Charles.

We… we need an ambulance.

-One, two, three…
-[Evan] Yeah, please.

Give them the address!

Yeah, the address is 1423 Lang--

-Langley Court!
-[Evan] Langley Court.

[sobbing] Langley Court. Please hurry up.

I don't… I don't know!
I think… I think they tried to hang him.

Why are you telling 'em that?
Just tell them to hurry up!

-What the f*ck?
-[crying] Please just hurry up.

sh*t, Charles.
Why the hell did you do this?

Six, seven, eight…

-One, two, three, four…
-Papi, papi.

What?!

Seven… sh*t.

-[Evan] Papi, what is that?
-Go get it and take it to the car.

-Put it in the trunk. Evan!
-No, I don't want to--

I need you, Evan! Seven…

I feel sick. I don't wanna do it.

Evan! What the f*ck is your problem?

[Varney] Hey, Siri,
call Mallory on speakerphone.

-One, two, three, four…
-[line ringing]

…five, six, seven, eight.

[cell phone ringing]

Oh, sh*t. Now what?

What, Varney?

It's Charles. He tried to hang himself.

-For real?
-[Varney on phone] I need you.

Come over to Charles's garage now!

Wait, hold on, I wasn't saying "for real"
because I care.

I'm just saying "for real"

'cause sh*t, I don't have anything
to wear to his funeral.

-[Varney] Mallory!
-Varney, it's late right now.

I'm giving him CPR now, Mallory.
Just come over here.

-[Mallory] I'm fine, Varney.
-Mallory, will you come over here now?!

Okay, damn.

[Mallory] Let me find
something fabulous to wear

just in case this ends up on the news.

sh*t! What the f*ck?

Four, five, six, seven, eight, nine…

[Brian] Hey, Rain.

What?

Thank you.

For what?

{\an8}I mean, look how much money
we all made tonight.

{\an8}Just give me what's mine
and you keep the rest.

{\an8}-Nah, thanks, really.
-[Rain] Mm-hmm.

{\an8}You welcome.

{\an8}[club music playing in the background]

{\an8}Messed up my count.

{\an8}Making a lot of people a lot of money.

{\an8}Yeah, including myself.

{\an8}But you know who's not happy, right?

{\an8}You know what?

{\an8}If you wanna keep this job,
you might wanna shut the hell up.

{\an8}Yeah, okay.

{\an8}I'm sorry.

{\an8}You know what?

{\an8}I know you think we equals, but we not.

{\an8}So let's just be clear about that.

{\an8}Okay.

{\an8}I get it.

{\an8}Thank you.

{\an8}Go make sure they cleanin' up.

{\an8}I'm on it.

{\an8}[club music continues in the background]

{\an8}Man, she is drunk with power
with this f*cking raggedy-a*s club, bro.

{\an8}Bro, just do your job.

{\an8}n*gga, you sound like her.

{\an8}Yeah, okay.

{\an8}Now we need to get our a*s n*gga.

{\an8}-Trackson's on 9th.
-How you know that?

{\an8}I put a tracker on his car
when you said he was after you.

{\an8}-All right, good. So we clear?
-[Big J] Yeah.

{\an8}-Yeah, we good.
-[Michael] We good.

{\an8}[Alex] All right.

{\an8}-[Rain clears throat]
-[Alex] Rain, we need to move.

{\an8}[Rain] Who you talking to?

{\an8}I'll explain in the car.

{\an8}[scoffs] sh*t, I'm tired anyway.

{\an8}Look, Big J, I don't wanna see
Delinda's name in here no more.

{\an8}I'm on it.

{\an8}It need to say
"Make It Rain's," everywhere.

{\an8}I got you.

-[Rain] I'll be here early tomorrow.
-Okay, bet.

Have a good night.

Good night.

[club music continues in the background]

-Man, that b*tch trippin'.
-Man, leave it alone.

[music ends]

[bugs chirring]

[tense music playing]

What are you doing here?

Waitin' on my money.

You not gonna give it to me, are you?

Do I need to call Whitman?

Call him.

You know this is private property.

I don't give a damn what it is.

In order to get to this private property,
you have to come up a private road.

Jesus. Don't you have a soul?

No, I don't.

And you gonna see yours leave your body.

[chuckling] That's funny. You're funny.

Mm-hmm. And you're dead.

You just don't know it yet.

[scoffs] I don't understand
why we gotta do all this.

All I want is the money you
and your husband owe me. That's it.

Get away from my house.

Look, forget me.

It's for the foster kids that I help.

With all the cutbacks, I'm…
I'm trying to do what I can for 'em.

Huh? Are you done?

[Lee scoffs]

You know…

you go out in public
with your million-dollar smile

like you're so good,

but you ain't.

[sirens approaching]

Uh, so you're not done.

Look, lady, I just want my money. Please.

You hear these sirens?

-Yeah, I hear.
-I have an emergency to get to.

And this bullshit
is wasting my time to get there.

So if you're still here when I get back,

I'm gonna run right into your car.

You got a lot of hurt in you.

f*ck you. You don't know me.

[footsteps recede]

[car door opens and closes]

[engine starts]

["Check Me" by Anna Mvze playing]

♪ Ain't nobody that can check me ♪

♪ Ain't nobody that can check me… ♪

[indistinct chatter]

[Alex] Come on.

♪ Ain't nobody that can check me… ♪

[distant siren wailing]

Watch your step.

[tense music playing]

[Alex exhales]

Why you acting all suspicious and sh*t?

You got a lot of money in that bag.

Yeah, I damn sure do.

Well, we gotta watch our backs.

What car is this?

Somethin' different.

We're gonna be in somethin' different
from now on.

Okay.

My own personal security. [chuckles]

[engine starts]

[Rain chuckling] Hello.

Where's Agent Paul?

Right here, sir.

[Ray] Come see me.

Now!

[Paul] Yes, sir.

[brooding music playing]

Did you arrest Norman Bellarie?

Yeah, we got the whole clan.
Olivia and Roy Bellarie.

And Officer Jules Sutton.

Why?

Well, Horace, Mallory,
and Kimberly Bellarie,

they all turned state's evidence.

sh*t.

Am… Am I missing something, sir?

Why didn't… why didn't you tell me this?

-Well, I thought you'd be happy.
-Oh, well, I'm… I'm not.

What's going on, sir?

Where is he now?

He's in his cell.

Oh, damn it.

Damn it.

-Sir, I--
-[spluttering]

Just give me a second.

Yeah, um…

[door shuts]

-[Norman urinating]
-[Roy grunting]

[Roy groans]

[distant doors buzzing, clanking]

I'm sick, man. I need a doctor.

Nah, you don't need a doctor.

What'd I say? Listen to me. Yes, I do.

You're going through withdrawals.

Like I said, I need a doctor.

Yeah, okay.

[Roy] sh*t.

[Roy breathing heavily]

Uncle Norman.

[toilet flushes]

What?

Please, man, help. You said you got
the sh*t, give me the sh*t.

Please what?

I told you he couldn't help.

No… I couldn't help.

[Jules] And you fell for it.

Like the dumbass that you are.

[Jules] You will learn…

one day.

[door buzzes, opens]

[Ray] Mr. Bellarie.

Open the cell.

Ray.

-How are you?
-Uh, well, I'm not good.

My, uh, agent just informed me
that you were here.

Yeah, I told him to reach out to you.

So can we, um… can we talk in my office?

Absolutely.

Yeah.

And no, no. No need for the cuffs.

-Oh, thank you. Just lead the way.
-[Ray] Yeah, please.

[Norman chuckles]

[ethereal music playing]

[dramatic sting]

Norman.

Norman!

[Norman] No, sir.

[door buzzes, clangs]

[Olivia] Norman.

-Olivia?
-What the hell?

I see you can stand up by yourself.
That's good.

Wait a minute.

Are you leaving?

No, he's not.

[tense music playing]

[Norman] What is it, Olivia?

Why are they letting you come talk to me?

[Norman chuckles]

You know I always have a plan.

And, Norman, can you get me out of here?

Baby, you're gonna be dead by tomorrow.

Norman, they know I'm in here.

I told you, they have eyes everywhere,

even in here.

I'll… I'll do anything, Norman.

You know I love it when you beg me.

Listen, I'm sorry.

I really am sorry.

Yeah, okay.

[Olivia] Norman.

-Norman, don't leave me in here!
-[door buzzes]

Norman, please, don't leave me in here!

[Olivia] Norman!

Norman, please! Please!

[music stops]

[distant sirens wailing]

[helicopter blades whirring]

[money rustling]

You don't think you can wait
till you're home to do that?

You paranoid as f*ck.

I'm just doing my job, all right?

I don't know if that's all it is.

Yeah, it's all it is.

Hmm.

Oh, Big J, I like.
But that Michael, I don't know about him.

No, they're like yin and yang.
They work good together.

[scoffs] Yeah, okay.

[tense music playing]

Will you just put that away, all right?

Okay, fine.

[zipping]

Is your seatbelt on?

Yeah. Why?

We got someone that's been following us
for a few blocks now.

What?

Yeah. Don't look back.

Just get down, all right?

[suspenseful music playing]

[engine revving]

-[Rain] Alex!
-[tires squealing]

[horn blaring]

[tires screech]

[engine revving]

[tires screeching]

No, we're good. We're good.

[Rain scoffs]

You really thought that old woman
was trying to k*ll us?

-Can't be too safe, all right?
-[Rain exhales]

[tense music playing]

What is going on with you?

[Alex exhales]

It's Trackson.

He tried to k*ll me.

We got in a big fight at headquarters.

He's coming after me for Jules.

Why?

He knows I'm working with you.

sh*t.

But don't he know Jules is in jail?

That country b*stard doesn't know nothin'.

He's got a metal plate in his head
with no sense.

[Rain guffaws]

That sh*t… That sh*t is funny to me.

[laughing]

Yeah, I wish it was funny to me.

So he trying to k*ll you
for working with me?

Exactly.

Just like Gina's
gonna be coming after you.

[tsks] Let her come. I'm ready.

Rain, do you have a death wish?

Do you?

No.

That's why I'm watching my back.

And yours.

[scoffs] Yeah.

And, Alex, don't tell Kimmie
about this sh*t.

All right.

Do you hear me? For real.

I got you.

She's gonna be all worried and sh*t.

[music fades]

[Ray exhales]

Leave us.

Ray, Ray, Ray.

I am so sorry, Norman.

I mean, really?

I… I… I really am.

How could you let that f*ck do that?

[spluttering] I, uh…
I don't have an answer to that.

[tense music playing]

I mean, he comes down here
and you don't know about it?

Well, I… I was on vacation.

Oh.

So your people do things behind your back
without you knowing it.

No, no.

So you knew.

No, no, I… I promise you, I did not.

[Norman chuckling]

So if I find out

that you knew about this…

[splutters] I swear,
I didn't know, Norman.

[tense music continues]

-Okay, Ray.
-[Ray exhales]

So how can I make this up to you?

Well, you can tell me
everything that he said.

Done.

And you could make this sh*t
blow back on his a*s.

Uh, I will look into it.

What the hell you mean
you gonna look into it?

Well, Norman,
I haven't even seen anything yet.

You don't know what's going on?

Now, Norman, please, please.

Do you have any idea
how many pictures and photographs…

-Yes. I…
-…I have of you crawling on the floor?

Norman, I know. I'm aware.

I know you do.

[sinister music playing]

Now, if you don't want this
coming back in your face…

you gonna get rid of this sh*t quick.

Okay.

I will.

[sinister music continues]

[music fades]

I can't believe this sh*t.

You did everything right, Voss.

I mean, we couldn't afford to do it wrong.

I know.

So, what do you think this is all about?

[tense music playing]

Man, I have no idea.

Do you think he has something
on Agent Ray?

Well, it sure as hell seemed that way,
especially when he asked about Ray.

[tense music continues]

Yeah, I know.

Whatever it is, we gotta figure it out.

I'm on it.

How? You don't even know where to start.

[Voss scoffs]

Okay. [chuckles]

Why are you looking at me like that?

I don't know. No reason.

[whispering] Wait, can you hear them?

[whispering] I sure can.

-We both can get fired for this.
-Hey, listen.

We can,

but we won't.

[tense music continues]

Tell me what they're saying.

[Jules] Hey!

What?

You don't see all this?

[FBI agent] I see it.

And?

He's having serious withdrawals.
You better get him to the doctor.

Look, this happens all the time.
He'll be fine.

Black men die in your custody
all the time? Hmm?

Do I need to report you?
I know the protocol.

[tense music playing]

-What are you, a cop?
-I'm a cop, yes.

I can tell.

Get him to the infirmary.

-[radio beeps]
-Open nine.

[radio chirps]

Takes all this sh*t
just for you to do your job.

[knocking on door]

What are you doin'?

I knew you weren't asleep yet.

[Horace] I was trying to.

I mean, you've been gone for so long.

I wanted to talk.

[Horace exhales]

[ethereal music playing]

Kimmie…

My sister is still really upset
about Jules' son.

Yeah, well, you know
how I feel about her being here.

No, no, the plan is still to get her
away to school and away from here.

I don't know, she just--
She can't handle this kind of stuff.

Then get her some therapy.

She can't talk to a therapist
about this stuff.

Don't they have to report
if there's a crime?

Not all therapists.

Look, I… I know someone
who can keep a secret.

Of course you do.

Kimmie, what are you doing?

Getting in bed.

What do you think this is?

A wife should sleep with her husband.

This is not what this is about.

Okay, what… [exhales]

What is it about?

You're taking this
a little too far, aren't you?

I'm taking this a little too far?

You're the one who f*cked me in the truck
like I never been f*cked before.

[sighs] Really?

Why do you seem so shocked by that?

Well…

[hesitates] …you were in the business of…

I mean, that was different.

I was… I was forced to do that.

Kimmie…

Horace, you…

You changed my life.

Am I not supposed
to have gratitude for that?

Gratitude, sure, but…

Look, you looked out for me.
You said you would have my back.

And I didn't believe it.

I didn't trust it for sh*t.

But I do now.

[hesitates] And… I'm sorry.

Kimmie…

Why you keep saying my name like that?

What do you think this is, for real?

This is a marriage.

Yes.

A marriage that I arranged

to sue my family
because I thought I was dying.

Everything's changed now. I'm not.

I know.

-But we could still…
-[Horace] No.

We're not doing this.

Are you divorcing me?

No.

We don't have a prenup.

Okay, what are-- [scoffs]

What are you saying?
What do you mean by all this?

[inhales sharply] Look, I, um…

I f*cked you to prove a point.

[Kimmie] What was the point?

I mean, matter of fact,
prove another one now.

[scoffs] Look, stop it.

Look, I'm… I'm not playing house
with you, Kimmie.

All right.

I got you now.

So you just… you just like to play
with people's feelings and emotions.

That's just what you do, huh?

What are you talkin' about?

No, I get it. I get it.

And I… I… [scoffs]

That was my hesitation
from the beginning, actually.

I see exactly what you doing.
This is all a game to you.

We are all a game to you.

Ki-- Kimmie… Uh, uh… Kimmie.

Are you in love with me?

[tense music playing]

f*ck no.

Let me go get Angel
so maybe you could mess with his head.

Look… [scoffs]
What… what the hell am I missing here?

Kimmie.

-[Angel] What were you doing in there?
-Mind your business.

What you got on?

Leave me alone.

Were you trying to f*ck him?

Shut up, Angel.

Is he into you like that?

You?

I'm going to bed.

Okay, okay, okay, just, just…

Just tell me how I should fix this.

I don't… I… I don't know what to do.

Boy, you've…

I don't know, okay?

I'm going to bed.

Hey, hey, hey.
You know I don't get down like that.

Unless the money is right.

And it is.

That was one time, Kimmie, and I hated it.

Okay, then tell him that.

So he can put me out?

You driving me crazy, Angel.

-I can't--
-I…I… I-- Okay, listen.

I just need to get on his good side again.

-And then he--
-[Horace] Angel!

sh*t.

Go see what he want.

I don't wanna see what that n*gga wants.

[Horace] I can hear you.

Yeah, uh… [hesitates] Coming.

[whispering] All that bitching,
tremble in your voice.

-Shut the f*ck up.
-That's what he likes. Go over there.

Go.

[tense music playing]

[Angel sighs]

You wanted to talk?

That top drawer.

Get that bill.

Okay.

Look at it.

Sheesh. [scoffs]

This is crazy.

Those are your charges.

What?

I, uh…

I, uh, didn't know
I was spending this much.

You didn't?

[tense music continues]

Come on, Horace, give me a break.

Give you a break?

Yes.

Did you give me a break when you were
spending all my damn money?

We've been over this.

What?

Look, I'm… [scoffs]

I'm not gonna keep doing this
with you, a'ight?

I… I told you I was sorry.
I… I don't know what else to tell you.

Oh, so you getting smart now.

No, no, I'm not getting smart.
I'm just… I… I'm at a loss.

Like, I… I don't know
what you want me to do.

Don't do a thing.

What, you want me
to get in this bed and please you?

Huh?

I want you to get your a*s out of here.

♪ Horace ♪

Get out.

Fine.

Son of a b*tch.

[tense music continues]

[Kimmie exhales]

What's this n*gga want from me, yo?

Well, that was the wrong move,
that's for sure.

That was the wrong move? Shut up.

[tense music continues]

What the hell was that all about?

He's still begging.

[Rain scoffs]

Go to hell.

I was going to bed.

[footsteps receding]

Well, the sun is about to come up.

And?

Nah, you ain't finna go to bed, b*tch.
You finna tell me what you got on.

What?

Kimmie, lingerie?

Oh, I was…

-I know that ain't for Angel.
-Hell no.

So it's for Horace?

How was the club? How did that go?

It was good.

b*tches be stealing they a*s off,
but I'mma get them together.

[scoffs] And you really wanna go back
into that life?

Girl, yes, it's done. I'm locked in now.

Whatever.

I'mma go ahead and go to sleep.

Uh, no, you finna come with me
and get a drink

and tell me why you got this lingerie on.

[music fades]

[keys jingling]

[tense music playing]

[door buzzes, clangs]

[in singsong] She's here for you.

What?

You got the money?

You better not touch me.

And how in the hell am I supposed
to have money sittin' up in here?

Well, then…

What?

You have to take that up with her.

[Olivia scoffs] You know what?

Just do what you gotta do, then.

You don't wanna say that.

I am in a federal jail cell.

Ain't sh*t you can do.

You see how they just
brought her up in here?

Hello?

[Lindsay] She ain't gonna talk to you.

I said hello.

She don't talk to her victims.

[chuckling] Oh.

[sarcastically] I'm just so scared.

I got watch.

Look, you better not touch me.

You got this?

[Olivia] Guard!

Guard!

-You… you better not touch me.
-[FBI agent] Whoa, whoa, whoa.

What… what is it?

-They trying to k*ll me.
-What?

[scoffs] No, we're not.

What's going on?

Listen, I owe someone money,
and my son is bringing it to them.

But they trying to k*ll me for not paying.

Well, that sounds like a personal problem.

Wait a minute.

I know you.

I know you do.

You're that damn cab driver.

[FBI agent chuckling] Oh yeah.

I'm the cab driver who's been
watching you undercover for years.

[hesitates] Look, I'm so sorry.

[chuckling] Oh, now you sorry?

No, I… I really am.

Well, it's too late.

[splutters] No, it's…
it's not too late. I just…

Can you just get me out of here? Please?

[scoffs] Let me see what I can do.

No, no, no, get-- I need you
to get me out of here, please!

-Get me out of here!
-[door slams]

-I know that's right.
-See, that's what I told him.

[Rain scoffs]

But I do gotta get
Sylvie out of here, though.

What, she trippin'?

She talking about
she can't live like this,

and she wanna tell the people
you did it, and--

What?

-She not gonna do that though.
-She better not.

No, she's not. She's not that stupid.

I just… I have to get her away from here.

Yeah, 'cause if she started
talking about she talking…

She won't do that.

[sighs] After everything
I've been through? Come--

Everything we been through.

-I know.
-[Rain exhales]

I promise.

She won't do that.

[tense music playing]

I mean, 'cause it was really…

Really what?

I was… I was just trying to help her.

I know that.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Bellarie.
There's an emergency with one of his sons.

-Which one?
-Charles.

[tense music continues]

I'll tell him.

Thank you.

[Kimmie sighs]

[knocks on door]

Horace.

-Kimmie, not now.
-There's an emergency at Charles's house.

sh*t.

Just give me five minutes.
I'll get dressed.

I don't need you to go. Stay here.

[suspenseful music playing]

Fine.

Um, what was all that about?

Nothing.

Kimmie, what's going on?

The sun is about to come up,
I haven't slept yet.

I'm going to bed.

Girl, we would just be leaving the club.

Well, you just got back from the club.

I have a business to run.

Well, he back now.

What that mean?

I mean, do you still gotta run it?

Of course I do.

Okay. Good.

Why you ask that?

Did Alex say something?

No. [scoffs] He didn't say anything.
I'm just asking.

Oh.

All right.
Well, yeah, I'm about to go to sleep.

Okay.

Try to get a couple hours in.

Well, I'm sleeping all day,
so don't come looking for me.

I won't.

[music fades]

[sirens wailing]

[EMT radio chatter]

[tense music playing]

[Varney] Mallory.

sh*t.

[siren chirping]

[Mallory] What's going on?

You took your sweet time
to come over here.

Just like you did
when you didn't answer my call.

Mallory.

sh*t. [exhales]

Is he dead?

Damn, are you smilin'?

I mean, just more shares for me.

Mallory…

[Varney sighs]

He's in there with the EMTs.

He won't let 'em take him to the hospital.

-sh*t.
-Well, I'm going home then.

Mallory.

Please, just go in there and talk to him.

Go talk to him.

He… he thinks
you like him for some reason.

-I don't like none of these m*therf*ckers.
-Okay, then do it for me.

-I don't like you either.
-[scoffs]

Mallory, please. Come on. I'm begging you.

You really love your boo thing, huh?

Mallory, it wasn't… [scoffs]

It's not that.

That sh*t was crazy.

If you so bothered, why you got
your little b*tch sitting in the car?

Hey, girl. Hi.

[Mallory chuckles]

Mallory, do it for me.

Fine. I'll talk to him.

Thank you.

[exhales] I really wanna go home.

You don't have a home to go to.

Then I… I just wanna get out of here.

Just sit there for me.

[Varney exhales sharply]

[Varney sighs]

["Make It Shake" by Andre Writer playing]

[Michael] f*ck.

[sinister music playing]

[Trackson] Yo.

-Yo, what's up?
-He wasn't there?

No.

And he didn't come out here either?

-Nah, man. No sign of him.
-Man, too bad.

What did he do? Was it… was it that bad?

Ah. I told you, man.

Nah, you didn't. You didn't…
You didn't give me no details, big dawg.

All you need to know
is that I will pay you whatever you want

to help me find him, okay?

Really?

Yes.

Damn. He must have really pissed you off.

["Make It Shake" continues in background]

You have to let them check you out.

[music stops]

I said I'm fine.

You not fine.

Why did you call her?

'Cause she cares about you.

We all do.

[mellow music playing]

You don't give a sh*t about me.

Charles, you know I do.

sh*t. [sighs]

Yo, can y'all just leave me alone?

-[EMT] The hospital is--
-[Charles] No, no, no, no. No hospital.

Sir, you really need to be checked out.

[Charles] I said no hospital.

What's going on, Charles?

You not okay.

Look, I'm sorry. Mm?

Ma'am, are you his wife?

Mm-mm. All three of us like d*ck.

I'm his sister-in-law.

He really should go to the hospital.

You should listen to them, Charles.

I said I'm fine.

I just got out of the car and fell.

Now I need y'all to leave.

He's fine. Thank you for coming.

[EMT] If he won't go,
there's nothing we can do.

We can't force him to go.

I'm sorry.

Thank you, guys. Thank you.

[tense music playing]

[door opens, shuts]

[Mallory] You poor thing.

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

What happened?

I just fell in the garage.

[tense music continues]

Varney said it was much worse than that.

Did he tell you everything?

He doesn't care.

[Mallory] Charles…

[inhales sharply] My mother
left an arm in the garage.

And it's almost Friday.

She's gonna make them
take the body parts to the police.

How do you know that? You don't know that.

I do.

Uh, she's in jail. How's she gonna do…
how's she gonna do that?

She will find a way.
I know her. You don't.

No, Charles, you just--
You really need to relax.

Why does this sh*t keep happening to me?

[footsteps slowly approaching]

[tense music continues]

[Horace] You tell me.

[dramatic sting]

Dad.

What is this all about…

Charles?

[inhales sharply] I fell in the garage.

So you called a damn ambulance?

[tense music continues]

He tried to k*ll himself.

What?

[Mallory] Yeah.

Charles…

Man, this is all too much for me, okay?

It's all too much for you?

Yes.

Going to work…

and being a f*cking adult…

is all too much for you?

Dad, I don't really need this right now.

Oh, no, you don't.

And neither do I.

Couldn't even f*cking hang yourself right.

[Horace] What'd you use? Yarn?

Couldn't even use a man's rope.

-Mr. Bellarie, please.
-I'm talkin' here.

You get me out of bed

for an attempt.

[Horace] Next time, don't attempt.

[tense music continues]

Make it happen for real.

Take me out of my… my misery.

Okay? Just do it.

Look, come on, this is a bit harsh.

-Mallory, stop.
-[Mallory splutters] I'm sorry--

Okay, okay.

[Horace inhales sharply]

[Horace] So, uh…

who found you?

I did.

How?

Well, I…

I called him to go check on him.

Why?

[Mallory] Because I was worried about…

You were only a few yards away,
and you decided to call him?

[Mallory] Well, they're…

They're friends. They have a friendship.

No.

They are f*cking.

[dramatic sting]

[Mallory] Sir…

Right under my damn nose.

He handles all of my business.

You let me find out that you've been
doing favors at my company for him…

I didn't, sir.

[tense music continues]

Did you share any trade secrets with him
when you were rubbing beards

in that most disgusting manner?

Sir, I'm sorry.

No, you're not.

[scoffs] No, you're sorry I… that I know.

And you…

wanna hang yourself.

Well, I got some rope at home.

I'll call… I'll call James up
and have him bring it over.

-Okay, okay, this is--
-No, no, better yet,

I've got a g*n right here.

-Whoa, this is too much--
-[Horace] Hey, sit--

Sit down!

[tense music continues]

Go on. Hm?

Why don't you just take it…

and blow your f*cking brains out?

Just take me out of my misery.

-Go on.
-[Mallory] Charles, don't.

Do it.

[Horace] Mm?

-Do it.
-[Mallory] Charles, no!

[Varney] Charles, no! Charles.

-Charles. Charles.
-[Horace] Oh, look here.

-Huh?
-[Mallory whispers] Don't do it.

Well, go ahead.

You want to.

Right here.

Go ahead, pull the trigger.

[Mallory] Stop.

[Horace] Pull it, b*tch. Do it.

[whispering] Charles, no.

Go ahead.

-[Varney] Charles.
-You know you want to.

You have always hated me.

I have, you little b*tch.

Do it.

Charles, put the g*n down.

Shut up, you big b*tch.

[Varney] Charles…

[tense music continues]

I knew you couldn't do it.

-[Mallory sighs]
-You're just a…

You're just a fool, little b*tch,
just like the…

The one you came out of.

[dramatic music playing]

sh*t!

["LAST OF US"
by Gnarly & AP Faleap playing]

[Mallory exhales]

{\an8}♪ Last of us, sh*t f*cked up
And we out here droughting ♪

{\an8}♪ Came around here flexin'
So we pressed him ♪

{\an8}♪ Bro, let me get 'em, focus ♪

♪ sh*t drippin' like a faucet
Turned my self up, b*tch I'm awesome ♪

♪ And my hat low and my eyes peeled
But I'm gazing like I'm stalkin' ♪

♪ Please proceed with the caution ♪

♪ Aye, air it out make a sound off
In the sky I could make an owl fall ♪

♪ But I run sh*t, I'm a ground hog ♪

♪ Came here with the g*ng
They can't be tamed ♪

♪ African wild dogs
In the Cruze tryna go faster ♪

♪ Aye, Gnarly, pass the blunt backwards
Don't stop for lights or get captured ♪

♪ I'm already late with that b*stard
Keep it pushin' ♪

♪ Can't go back to Central Booking ♪

♪ b*tch I'm up now got a cushion ♪

♪ Make a right on Pasadena
Hit the lights and stop the lookin' ♪

♪ When they pass by, n*gga, push it
Ain't no clear down, n*gg*s shook it ♪

♪ sh*t it's hard to live by the rules
Always thought breaking 'em was cool ♪

♪ I done overdosed on confidence
I don't picture myself to lose ♪

♪ Sub zero slidin' on every opp
They don't get no chance to move ♪

♪ So I vacate somewhere safe
With a big booty b*tch on a cruise ♪

♪ b*tch on a cruise, huh ♪

♪ It's something inside my cup
I see right through it ♪

♪ It's something inside my blunt
That I'm consuming ♪

♪ I consuming ♪

♪ It's got me stuck on stupid
What I'm doing ♪

♪ What I'm doing ♪

♪ Ain't no question, I'm involved
Then I'm gon move it ♪

♪ I'm gonna move it ♪

♪ I hit 'em with the bow
I feel like cupid ♪

-♪ I'm a snipe ♪
-♪ Snipe ♪

♪ I like rolling blunts
So I can bake 'em, with a light ♪

♪ Spark it up ♪

♪ I ain't never missin'
Now I got it in my sights ♪

♪ Fed pull up behind me
Hit the gas turn out the lights ♪

-♪ Turn out the lights ♪
-♪ Zoom ♪

♪ I do the race you ain't catchin' me
Roll the blunt, follow the recipe ♪

♪ Finesse when your b*tch
Sitting next to me ♪

♪ Tied her up hit her a*s with a penalty
All black fit white stripe no referee ♪

♪ I triple H, 300 my pedigree ♪

♪ You'll never get like me especially ♪

-♪ No way, I'm on new sh*t ♪
-♪ New sh*t ♪

-♪ I been in my bag, yeah this a new zip ♪
-♪ This a new zip ♪

-♪ When I hit the gas I'm goin' lucid ♪
-♪ Goin' lucid ♪

♪ Only jump on beats if I produced it ♪

-♪ Produced it ♪
-♪ Ah ♪

[music fades]