Tales (2017) s01e05 Episode Script

1 [DOG BARKING.]
Hey, Grandma.
Grandma, the bills came.
They're in the kitchen on the table.
GRANDMA: Mm-hm.
The mortgage is past due and I think we've gotta take care of that by the end of the month, or we could lose the house.
GRANDMA: [COUGHING.]
[SIGHS, COUGHS.]
I mean, I guess I could see what I could do.
Help out with it.
Or you could just let me know what bills you wanna pay.
Cable, for sure.
All right.
I'll work on that.
I was thinkin' I'ma go out and meet Deacon in a minute.
[COUGHING.]
Okay, baby.
I love you, Grandma.
Mm-hm.
[SIREN WAILING.]
MALE VOICE: "Dear Ty, "thanks for lettin' me know how mom's been gettin' on.
"Sorry to hear how things have been so tough.
"You sure had to grow up quick, kid.
"It made me remember when you was young.
"You used to run up to me every night saying, "'Uncle Ricky, "'could you tell me a bedtime story, "please, huh, please?' "You might not be a kid no more, "but let your Uncle Ricky tell you one last story "an important one.
" "You all tucked in?" "Okay, here we go" Once upon a time, not long ago When people wore pajamas and let life flourish Where laws were stern and justice stood And people were behind them Like the laws were good There lived a little boy who was misled By another little boy and this is what he said Me and you, Ty, we're gonna make some cash Robbin' old folks, then makin' a dash They did the job, money, you can't believe But one couldn't stop, it's like he had a disease He robbed another and another And a sister and a brother He tried to rob a man who was a DC undercover [SIREN WHOOPS.]
What the hell is goin' on over here? DEACON: I don't know, but, look, what I'm sayin' is there's this shit called Baller right now, and I've seen his people who were robbin' people, and makin' bank off that shit, makin' bank.
Can y'all give us a minute? What's wrong? I don't know about this, man.
Come on, Ty.
We've been over this a million times, all right? Deacon, I don't Me and you, Ty, we're gonna make some cash, all right? All we've gotta do is rob these old folk and run away fast.
That shit's simple.
Come on.
Ty, look, when have I led you wrong? A lot of times.
Like I'm a fool for even standing here with you, man.
Damn.
This is crazy.
Like, do you even know this dude? Uh, yeah.
Like do you trust him? What if these guns don't even work? Then what? I mean, 'cause if they don't work, I'ma come back here and beat his ass! Now you know that.
Come on.
TY: This shit crazy, man.
Ty, come on.
We need this.
- We're good.
We're good.
- MAN: Good.
Ain't no turnin' back, kid.
- Yeah, run your shit! - Run it! Oh? Oh, oh, you think I won't do you, huh? Yeah, you think I won't do you right now.
All right, so test me, then.
Yeah, test me, then.
Unh! Squeeze on you! Son, I'ma squeeze on you! [GUN CLICKS.]
[GRUNTS.]
Yeah.
That how I'ma rock at y'all.
That's for anybody who don't think we're for real.
I'ma be ready to back that shit up, too.
Old man gotta get slapped? I'm with it.
Old lady gotta get shot.
Whatever.
TY: Yeah? Right.
Look, I'm not sayin' it's gonna get to that.
I'm just sayin' you gotta be willing to take it there.
You feel me? You've gotta look mean, too.
You gotta look mean.
Yeah! - TY: Got it.
- [GRUNTS.]
TY: Man, put that shit away, man.
You know Grandma in the other room.
You're trippin'.
Yeah, you're right.
You're Man, what's this play you're talking about tonight, man? Gonna hit that bank over on 184.
Like it's quiet, it's dark, and they got one of them walk-up ATMs, man.
Old people be usin' that shit all the time.
Like you catch one slippin', easy money right there.
We're gon' get paid, yo.
Come on, we're gon' make bank, oh, my God! - Seriously? - Yes.
Kicks.
Chains.
Ah! Ain't nobody gon' tell me what to do.
I swear to God.
Watch.
Dude, if you want your hair cut by Picasso, then you gotta rob people.
Get better haircuts.
I swear to God, they ain't gon' tell me nothin'.
Watch how fly I get.
Just watch.
Oh, man.
What about you, huh? What you gon' do? TY: Hey, Grandma.
GRANDMA: What you two doin' in here? Oh, nothing, we're just we're just chillin'.
Mm-hm.
Now, Deacon, you know Grandma love you.
But you've got to give us a chance to miss you sometimes.
[LAUGHS.]
Why's she so funny? Grandma, you should GRANDMA: Unh-unh, I mean it.
Get.
- Out.
- Oh - You.
- Oh And, you, wash up for dinner.
All right, Grandma.
Hey, Grandma, how did the property taxes get so far behind? I don't know, baby.
I can't be worryin' over every little thing.
Hm [COUGHING.]
Calm down a little bit.
Drink some of that juice.
I don't know.
I called my sister, though.
She said if we lose the house, she's got a spot for me over at her place.
For you? Now you know how many people she already got up in there.
Come on, now, Auntie Sheila can barely take care of herself.
So, who's gon' look after you? Look after me? Who's gon' look after you? You've been out of school over a year now.
And, baby, I I don't see you bein' any closer to standin' on your own.
Well, actually, I got a job.
When? Today.
And if I'm good, I can make a lot of money.
Oh.
Take care of the back taxes on the house, and keep up with the mortgage.
You can't even worry about that.
Let me handle it.
And you was right, anyway.
It is time I start standin' on my own two and carry my own weight.
Okay, now.
I've gotta do somethin'.
Mm-hm.
We can't lose the house.
[THUNDER CRASHING.]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
[GUN CLICKING.]
So, are you ready for this? Yeah, I'm fine.
Look, if you have any second thoughts, we can just back out of this now, all right? I said I'm good.
You'd better be.
[THUNDER CRASHING.]
You look good.
Appreciate it.
All right.
[THUNDER RUMBLING.]
[TRAIN WHISTLE BLASTING.]
Come on, man.
I thought you said it'd be quiet over here.
DEACON: Um Oh, shit, right there.
What about that guy? TY: What about him? He ain't no old man.
Bro look like he still might be low key.
He's strong as shit.
You seen anybody else that's better? Everybody else in groups and shit out here.
Yeah, but, still, it's crowded as hell out here.
Just follow him around the corner.
He's gon' be all alone.
That's when we catch him.
It's easy, okay? Trust me, a'ight? A'ight, man.
All right, cool.
Look, I'll handle it.
I'll do all the talking.
Just make sure he sees that gun on you.
Okay.
Come on, come on.
Let's do it.
You okay? - Yo! - You talking Yeah, gimme your money! You're robbin' me? - What it look like? - Yeah, we're robbin' you.
Just calm down.
Everybody calm down.
Gimme your money! You don't wanna do this.
DEACON: [GASPING NERVOUSLY.]
I've been on these streets a long time.
I know killers and you ain't a killer.
DEACON: You'd better shut up, man! Look at you, boy.
This ain't you.
Just go home, you hear? TY: [GRUNTS OF EFFORT.]
Give me your money! Empty your pockets! Take off the watch! Take off the watch! MAN: You a girl? TY: I said take the watch off! Hurry up! Hurry up! Let's go! BOTH: [PANTING.]
[DOG BARKING.]
Woo! Oh, shit! Oh! You saw that, right? Yo, thank God you jumped in.
I almost shot a man today.
You saw that shit, right? I almost shot a man.
Oh, my God, he was scared as shit.
I was like, damn, we almost squeezed on you.
Oh, my God! Oh, my God! - It was like, bah - [GUNSHOT FIRES.]
Oh! - Sorry! - Come on, man! Sorry, sorry, sorry.
Damn.
Put that shit down, man.
How much is that, though? God damn.
That's money.
You saw he was scared shitless.
Wasn't he? Holy shit.
How much is that? How much is that? You saw him, though, right? He was scared as hell.
I said, yo, back up, back up! And he said, no, don't shoot me.
He said something like that.
How much is that? Oh [GUN CLICKS.]
Hey [UNINTELLIGIBLE RAP LYRICS.]
[GUN WHACKING.]
[UNINTELLIGIBLE LYRICS CONTINUED.]
TY: It's like a ghost town out this joint.
DEACON: Yeah.
Word must've got out that we're gettin' busy in this bitch.
BOTH: [LAUGHING.]
- Well, they's right.
- Yeah.
Maybe we should just lay low.
Lay low? - Hell, nah.
- A little bit.
- Nah.
Nah.
- We gotta get the money.
We need more and more money.
I don't care.
How about that man? Look.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Let's do it.
Come on, y'all.
Come on.
Damn.
[DOOR CLOSES.]
GRANDMA: [CHUCKLES.]
I told Sheila she don't have to take me in no more.
[CHUCKLING.]
I told her about that good job you got downtown, and how we don't have to lose our house.
I'm so proud of you, baby.
Thank you, Grandma.
Mm-hm.
I just wish your mama could see you.
- [COUGHING.]
- Hey Grandma, you can't be talkin' so much.
You're gon' make it worse.
Okay.
[CLEARS THROAT.]
- Is that better? - Mm-hm.
[SIGHING.]
Now I'm gon' let you get some rest.
- Okay, baby.
- All right? I'ma step out for a second.
- I love you.
- Love you, too.
- I'm so proud of you.
- Thank you, Grandma.
[DOOR CHIMES RING.]
[MIXED CONVERSATIONS.]
FEMALE TELLER: Can I help you? Ty? What's up, girl? Hey, Nikki, what's up? I didn't even know you worked here.
Well, it's for now.
But it's cool until I figure out my next big thing.
I hear that.
I heard your mama passed on.
Yeah.
It was like a year ago.
I'm sorry.
I'm cool, though.
I appreciate it.
So, what can I do for you, though? - My checking account.
- Mm-hm? I need to get whatever's in there [TAPPING COUNTER.]
out.
- I got you.
I got you.
- [DOOR CHIMES RING.]
- Got your ID? - Here it is.
NIKKI: All right.
Okay.
You know if you don't got no money up in there, they're gonna close it.
Don't even worry about that.
Do you like working here, though? NIKKI: No.
I can barely pay my bills right now.
But I'm I'm lookin' for something new, so I won't be here for too much longer.
All right, boo, we're good to go.
All right, Nikki, cool.
I appreciate that.
Hey, what time you get off? I go to lunch at 12:00.
What's up? We should, uh we should link up later.
I wanna run something by you.
- All right.
- All right.
Okay, wait.
I'm sorry, what? Look, we've gotta rob that bank for real.
I'm dead serious.
We have to.
- Are you being serious, Ty? - Yes.
What you thinking? We need some real paper.
Some real bread.
Lookit, come on, man.
Everything's gonna be good.
I got the girl at the bank's gonna make sure everything cool.
We ain't really gonna rob no bank.
We're gon' go in, grab the deposit bag when the dude bring it in and we good.
I promise you that.
- You make it sound easy, Ty.
- It is easy.
It's not easy.
I just gave you the whole play.
What you mean? Look, man, if you scared, forget it.
- I ain't scared.
- What is it, then? Look at you.
You shook, bro.
I ain't shook either, Ty.
I just don't So, what is it, then? Either you in or you out.
It's simple.
Damn.
Fine.
Fine.
Yeah, okay, fine.
I'm in, Ty.
That's what I'm talkin' about, baby.
Yeah All that whining you're doin'.
We good, bro.
Don't worry about nothin'.
Okay.
Okay.
So, what, it's me, you, the girl on the inside.
Exactly.
We straight.
She know the whole play.
She know all his movements.
We're gon' need Rico.
Who is Rico? If you're talkin' about gettin' money, we gon' need guns.
[LIGHTER FLICKS.]
Your uncle, by the way [THUDS CHEST.]
his name still ring bells out here on these streets.
And you, you're cut from the same cloth.
I can tell.
So yeah, if we have guns, then, yeah, I'm with it.
NIKKI: Okay, so now that y'all got that taken care of, now you're gon' listen to me.
Twice a month.
Clockwork.
I've got the whole schedule memorized.
- Memorized? - Memorized.
The whole six months I've been there, they never changed that shit up, not once.
Like Leonard, the old guard, he's supposed to be goin' around the back 'cause it's more secure.
- And why doesn't he? - Because the door's busted.
And every time somebody walk through it, the whole alarm system freaks out, and that cheap ass manager talking some, oh, he gon' fix it, he gon' fix it.
But he cheap.
All right, so, what does that mean for us, then? It means they're gonna walk that bag straight on through, front to back, past all the customers.
Perfect.
We stand in their way, then.
So, he walks in, and we just go bustin' straight off the top, right? There ain't gon' be no bustin'.
Ain't nobody gotta shoot.
We go in, we wave the guns, scare 'em a little bit, and we grab the bag and we leave.
Nobody shoots, you get it? Yeah, don't nobody gotta shoot.
That old security guard ain't gonna be puttin' up too much of a fight, bro.
- Exactly.
- Nobody shoots.
Go in, grab the bag, and get out.
Do you understand that? Cool.
So, do everybody understand where we need to be at and what time you need to be there? Y'all got any doubts? RICO: Nah.
We're ready.
NIKKI: It's easy money.
Bro? Shit.
Yeah.
Ya already know the kid.
I'm ready for this.
[SIGHING.]
TY: You're ready? Yeah.
Yeah, I'm ready.
We're ready.
TY: So, there it is.
10:00 a.
m.
tomorrow, sharp, it's goin' down.
[JET ENGINE ROARING.]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
[GUN CLICKING.]
[DOOR CHIMES RING.]
[DOOR CHIMES RING.]
[DOOR CHIMES RING.]
[DOOR CHIMES RING.]
[SILENTLY.]
We're straight.
Hell, you know what time it is, right? Yeah, I know.
I don't know where he at, man.
He's late.
So, should I stay or should I bounce? Like what's up? Nah, nah, nah, just just just chill.
You know, he's probably in the bathroom or something.
You know old men pee a lot.
[SILENTLY.]
What the hell? [SIGHING.]
MAN: Can I help you? Do you need a student loan, young man? - Oh - MAN: You okay, son? - Huh? - MAN: You okay? Uh, yeah, yeah.
What, exactly, brought you in here today? - Uh - [DOOR CHIMES RING.]
DEACON: Um the loan.
[BRAKES SQUEAL.]
[RAPPING ON WINDOW.]
MALE OFFICER: Hello, ma'am.
[DOOR CHIMES RING.]
WOMAN: Richard? Richard, is that you? [LAUGHING.]
Richard, it's it's Miss Betty.
Oh, I used to go to church with your grandmama all them years.
- Don't you remember? - [DOOR CHIMES RING.]
Excuse me, ma'am, you must have me confused.
Look, if you don't have any business here, maybe you should just come back when you do.
- I do.
I do.
- The loan.
The loan.
I'm here for a [CLEARS THROAT.]
a student a student loan.
- Excuse me? - Hi.
You can't park here.
Hey, I'm just waiting for a friend to come outside.
Can I text her and see where she's at? Hey, I just said you can't park here.
Move it.
Now! Okay.
Okay.
Okay.
MISS BETTY: I remember the Christmas pageant and you sang in the choir.
Oh, you must've been no more'n ten.
[CHUCKLES.]
Maybe eleven or or twelve.
Richard.
A student loan.
Um Young man, I'm gonna have to ask you to leave.
I'm, uh [CART THUDS.]
Don't you remember? You sang with the children's We go now! TY: [SCREAMS.]
[GUNSHOTS FIRING.]
MISS BETTY: [SCREAMING.]
- RICO: Get down! - MISS BETTY: Richard! RICO: Stay down! MAN & DEACON: [GRUNTING.]
[GUNSHOT FIRES.]
[GUNSHOT FIRES.]
- [GUNSHOT FIRES.]
- [GUNSHOT FIRES.]
MISS BETTY: [GASPING.]
- [GUNSHOT FIRES.]
- RICO: [GROANS.]
[GUNSHOT FIRES.]
TY: [HEAVY SMACK.]
Come on, come on! Where's the money at? RICO: Will ya help me up.
MAN: You killed him! Come on, boy, come here.
Listen, listen I need you to take Rico, y'all go out the back and get in the car like we planned, okay? - But where are you goin'? - Just calm down, bro.
I'm goin' out the front, all right? They're gonna get one of us, man.
At least they won't get all the money, all right? Now I know I need you to be strong, but now is not a good time, okay? - All right? - Uh-huh.
Let's do it.
If I don't make it outta this, bro, I swear to God, please take care of Grandma.
- Promise me that, bro.
- I promise.
- Promise me.
- I promise.
Thank you.
[KISSES.]
Come on, let's go.
Damn.
Shit.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
POLICE OFFICER: Freeze! Drop your weapon! I said drop it, now! [GUN CLICKING.]
[RAPID-FIRE GUNSHOTS.]
[GUNSHOTS CONTINUE.]
Move! Outta the way! CROWD: [MIXED COMMENTS.]
- [RAPID-FIRE GUNSHOTS.]
- CROWD: [SCREAMING.]
[GUNSHOTS CONTINUE.]
Pursuing suspect on foot! CROWD: [SHOUTING MIXED COMMENTS.]
Oh! CROWD: [MIXED COMMENTS.]
Come on.
[POLICE SIREN WHOOPING.]
[SIREN CONTINUES WHOOPING.]
[PANTING.]
[OMINOUS MUSIC.]
- [POLICE SIREN WAILING.]
- Hey [SMACKING ARM.]
Dave [SILENTLY.]
What? Come on, man, get up.
DAVE: [LAUGHING.]
TY: What? [POLICE SIREN APPROACHING.]
[SILENTLY.]
Pow [POLICE SIREN APPROACHING.]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
[POLICE SIREN WAILING.]
UNCLE RICKY: "And this is where I have to end this story" "in a different version.
"Maybe, Dave, the dope fiend woulda had a gun for her "and saved the day, "but this is real shit.
"Dope fiends don't never come through when you need 'em to.
" [POLICE SIREN WAILING.]
"See, by the time we realize it's all over, "it's usually too late.
"That'd be my guess as to why kids "who start doin' stuff like this "always end up dead, or locked up in here with me.
They just didn't know when to quit.
" [POLICE SIRENS WAILING.]
"I wish I could tell you this was about someone specific, "you know what I mean? "Like it was just a single case "of the wrong path, or something.
" [POLICE SIRENS WAILING.]
"It'd be easier to dismiss it, if that were true.
"The sad fact is this could be about any of us.
" [RAPID-FIRE GUNSHOTS.]
[GUNSHOTS FIRING.]
"It could be about all of us.
"It could be about you.
" [DRUMBEATS.]
"That's the point, baby girl.
- [DRUMBEAT.]
- "Where we're from, "we all hear those streets calling, "one time or another.
"I just hope when you hear 'em, "you remember this little cautionary tale "Uncle Ricky told you.
Write back when you can.
" [ZIPPER ZIPPING.]
"Getting a letter from you makes my day.
"I love you, Ty.
Goodnight.
" TY: Damn, what the hell is goin' on over here? DEACON: I don't know, but, look, what I'm sayin' is there's this shit called Baller right now and I've seen his people who were robbin' people, and makin' bank off that shit, makin' bank.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
Ty, let's go.
Give us a minute? What's wrong? I don't know about this, man.
Oh, come on, Ty.
We've been over this a million times, all right? Deacon, I don't Hell, me and you, Ty, we're gonna make some cash, all right? All we've gotta do is rob these old folk and run away fast.
That shit's simple.
Come on.
Ty, look, when have I led you wrong? A lot of times.
Like I'm a fool for even standing here with you, man.
Damn.
This is crazy.
Like, do you even know this dude? Uh, yeah.
Like do you trust him? What if these guns don't even work? Then what? I mean, 'cause if they don't work, I'ma come back here and beat his ass! Now you know that.
Come on.
TY: This shit crazy, man.
Ty, come on.
We need this.
- We're good.
We're good.
- MAN: Good.
Ain't no goin' back, kid.
Ty.
Man, take this.
Come on, man.
YOUNG TY: Uncle Ricky could you read us a bedtime story, please, huh, please? UNCLE RICKY: All right, you kids get to bed.
I'll get the storybook.
LITTLE TY: Man, I love you.
UNCLE RICKY: Y'all tucked in? LITTLE TY: Yes.
UNCLE RICKY: Here we go Once upon a time, not long ago