The Breaks (2017) s01e05 Episode Script

1 Previously on "The Breaks" (Nikki) Did we really meet at the New Music Seminar? I could hook you up with an interview with Barry.
All access.
What's your angle in all this? Is Fouray rap's new king? Who's taking Chuck's slot? Tony Humphries.
I might have a better idea.
Saturday nights, DJ DeeVee! We're gonna be working together.
And the week before last, your boy Geronimo.
I told ya I was recording that night.
Got a witness.
Prep school.
Not gonna work out.
Call Scooter.
(woman screaming) David David! It wasn't us, Barry.
Someone on the floor fired shots.
Folks died, man.
You know, we did good, the two of us.
They killed my boy.
He's gone, Nikki.
David's gone.
(breathing heavily) (panting) (man on radio) initial reports, Israeli jet fighters bombed a guerilla base, killing You okay? Fine, I just needed to get a workout in.
Cool.
- Oh, you don't have to wash those.
- It's fine.
(pager vibrating) Lil Ray? You know, I think I'm gonna go for a run later on today.
I don't know why I stopped working out.
Anymore thoughts about going to the shiva? I went to the funeral.
Why do I need to go to the shiva? - It's tradition.
- For the family.
You are part of the family.
I don't think I should go.
I'm fine.
I know.
Let's got say goodbye to David.
(man) Four people dead.
Including Nikki's ex.
We never should've put money into this show.
We did it for the label.
- Barry.
- Thank you, darling.
I just had to up and leave Mayor Dinkins at Tavern the moment I got word.
- How is my favorite client? - Oh, you out here, big-timing, while I'm trying to figure out how to stay off the news.
Um tell me you got a plan.
Well, you don't pay me to not have a plan, do you? (chuckling) So your liability policy should cover as long as you're not at fault.
And no matter what the press says, you did not hire the security and you do not own the building.
- It was like we was silent partners.
- Precisely.
Police report suggests that someone in the crowd, unbeknownst to you, fired a gun, caused a stampede.
- That had nothing to do with us.
- Precisely.
So just kick back, relax, and find you something else to worry about.
I'll handle it.
(man) Hazel McKena.
That's my moms.
Does she still live in that apartment over there on Carlton Avenue? With your sisters, Denise and Angela, right? Yeah.
Yeah, Auntie Gladys, she still live in Carroll Gardens, right? Yeah, how you know all that? The job is ten grand.
You down? (sighing) (helicopter approaching) I'm down.
That's half.
We ain't gonna have to worry about prep school no more.
(indistinct chatter) - Oh let me grab that from you.
- Oh, thank you so much.
Let's take it in here.
You should Mr.
Aaron, I'm so sorry.
Juggy? Oh, hey.
How are you doing? Maybe if I hadn't had broke up with him Stop with the guilt trip.
Thanks.
It's, um But it's no Let's go talk to them.
Come on.
Mrs.
Aaron.
Nice of you to finally stop by.
I Uh, Damita, uh, let me introduce you to some people.
(sighing) I would've stopped by sooner, I just didn't know if you'd want me here.
Well, you two weren't exactly in a good place when David died.
I cared about David.
A lot.
I wish he were here every day.
Me too.
I wish none of this had happened.
Me too.
But it did.
So if you'll excuse me, I have to, um, see my other guests.
The police are here to see you.
- What? - Is that so? Mr.
Fouray.
Detective Purdell, NYPD.
How how may we help you, Detective? Following up the investigation of Friday's concert.
Multiple eyewitnesses says your client, Rex Boogie, fired the gun, inciting the stampede that left four dead.
Yeah, but he had nothing to do with that.
You don't have to say that.
Well, if that's what he's said, then he lied to you.
Either way, we got a problem.
(door creaking) You okay? I tried calling you.
I know, I just, uh It's cool.
Look, I'm here if you wanna talk, all right? Mm-hmm.
He was last seen around 1:40 a.
m.
on Saturday.
Any idea where he went after questioning? (Barry) No.
I think he maybe went to sleep or went home.
Oh, shit! This album was the shit! Special Ed, that's you?! Detective Purdell, uh, are you familiar with Captain Gerber over at the 22nd? No, Counselor, I'm from the 78th.
Hmm, Brooklyn.
And investigating Manhattan incidence.
Are you freelancing? They put me on the case.
You never know with these rappers.
Drugs, women, street shit.
All in the day's work, right? Mr.
Fouray would not mind answering any of your questions at a later date.
As of right now, we have more pressing issues Y'all know about his priors? Now, what does that have to do with anything, Detective? Uh, smoking a little weed, got caught holding.
So what? The "what" is an old assault and battery charge.
A felony.
Which has absolutely nothing Oh, fuck! I love this album! That's you too?! That Are you done, Detective? - So where is he? - I don't know.
You don't have to answer that - Are you sure about that? - Positive.
You don't have to answer anymore questions.
This is borderline harassment, Detective.
- Are you done? - So here's the deal.
Either you find him and bring him to me or I'll issue a citywide manhunt for his ass.
Fouray don't need that kind of press right now, do it? You got 24 hours.
Good day, Detective.
Counselor.
(sighing) - (Barry) What you doing here? - My job.
Nah, go home.
I need to do my job.
And I'm telling you you can go home.
So go ahead, it's all good.
Go chill out.
- Tamika - Yeah.
look, I need you to pull up any info that you have on Rex Boogie's people.
All of it, okay? And, uh, Steven, I want you to go check his baby mama house.
- He could be there.
- (Steven) Okay.
And, Ray, you gotta check over at his grandma's.
Got you.
Is there anything I could do? Uh Yeah, Imani's upstairs with Josie, right, working on a video thing.
Go check on it.
I thought I wasn't working with Imani X.
It's all good, though.
Is her mom up there too? Yeah, just stay out of her way.
Okay.
Yeah, is Shanikwa there? Listen, if I'm gonna get you out of this, man, I need to know everything.
No more surprises.
'Cause they never could envision A girl like me already hot Shining just like a mega watt for the dimwitted You could either step up or recharge it (Josie) Yeah, that's right.
That's right, Imani.
Keep your chin down.
I've been telling you that since you were four.
And stop with all this b-boy shit.
All right, Imani, give me that fire.
You know, that that, uh, that, you know that - (growling) - Yeah, love it.
Girl, you ain't fooling nobody with that! Do it like Mama showed you! (shrieking) (shrieking) All right, all right, come on.
Give me that fire again.
That's right.
- And, Jessie - It's Josie.
Her left side is her best side Miss Photographer.
- Let's take five.
- Take five? You ain't hardly doing nothing and you ready to take five? Well, while you're taking five, take five of these cheesy little outfits off this rack, 'cause I didn't approve any of this.
Where is Barry? Barry?! - Exsqueeze me! - Uh, uh What are you doing here? I'm not even here, I'm just watching.
Oh no, no, no.
Barry! What was that all about? (man) get a defensive line next year, I think we should be pretty pretty good Oh wait, okay, let's go.
Mr.
Aaron, as a member of the music business, what do you say to the people that blame rap music for the violence that took your son? Get out of my face! (sighing) Great work on the piece about Fouray.
But we're not running it.
It's my profile, my first feature.
Rap's new king? With the concert deaths, Rex Boogie? Fouray's at the center of a shit storm and all the real estate I've got needs to go toward talking about that.
Wait, wait, wait.
You need me now more than ever.
Crime Beat's talking about Fouray but I'm the only person that's talked to Fouray.
I mean, I spent the entire day with the guy.
The day of the concert, we were at the show together.
And giving what he said, this just might be the latest fuck up.
(sighing) You've got quotes to back that up? Several.
You've got one hour to rewrite it.
(sighing) (woman) I don't know where Rex is.
He called a couple of weeks ago, middle of the night, crying about he's finally gonna marry me and be a better dad.
Well, look, I'm not gonna lie to you.
Rex is in some trouble.
So if you know anything If I knew where he was, I'd ask if he's gonna come to Trey's birthday party.
Excuse me, ma'am? Ma'am, I'm Terrance Washington.
I work for Fouray Management.
We manage your grandson's records.
If you know where he is, please tell me.
He can be in serious danger.
Mm-hmm.
Just as I suspected.
Barry, you need to start thinking down the line.
What you mean? Just in case insurance doesn't cover everything and people come to sue.
- Ah, don't say that.
- Well, I don't wanna say it, but that's what you pay me for, to say the things that need to be said even when we don't want to.
You're on shaky financial ground as it is.
And, uh, Fouray Management assets, your personal assets, they will be targets.
- Damn! - Therefore, we should move things around, and moving forward, we have to pay everything in cash.
- Damn, man.
- Everything.
Jewelry bills, cable bills, champagne bills, employees' salaries.
Gotta protect them from stealing your thoughts! They could get at ya if you ain't careful! Ya gotta protect them from stealing your thoughts! Kid here's got something to say.
What do you need? I'm I'm here to turn myself in.
Turn yourself in for what? It it was me.
I killed Geronimo.
Cuff him.
- (handcuffs clicking) - Come on! I disconnect 'em soon as I inject 'em with radiation Put 'em by the basement bust his chest open Bash his face in let it split him Since he brought his main man with him He ask me how I did 'em I let the rhythm hit 'em Let it hit 'em Dance floor's (cassette tape rewinding) Bash his face in let it split him Since he brought his main man with him He ask me how I did 'em I let the rhythm hit 'em Let it hit 'em Dance floor's dangerous packed in like a briefcase Rhythm with real rough rhyme beats with deep bass (phone ringing) Yo.
(man) It's done.
Scooter came through.
- You sure? - Yeah.
All right.
And you know how I did her Me and the rhythm hit her Baby, baby Yo, is Fouray gonna trip about us smoking out his crib? Fouray would trip if this place didn't smell like weed.
Besides you're his artist now.
He works for you.
I we all do.
Your label, your creative director your manager.
Don't let my mama hear you say that.
Maybe your mom should hear you say it.
Look, you met my mother.
Yeah, I have.
She kind of reminds me of mine.
Means well but she wants me to be who she wants me to be.
Man, I remember this one talent show I did, I only went to sing one song, and that was the "Redemption Song.
" Jah bless! (laughing) But she said I had to sing - "The Greatest Love of All.
" - Oh She put me in this long sparkly dress Yes.
this long sparkly dress and she did my hair like Whitney's.
Yo, she worked so hard.
She worked so hard for us to get all the way there and there's four girls - and some dude with this high-ass voice - No that sung the same exact song! I was done.
That was the first thing I've ever won.
- Really? - And it's because I sung Bob.
Man (David on answering machine) Ladies and gentlemen, you are now listening to the sounds of the one, the only super producer DJ DeeVee! Yo, peace my man.
Anyway, I'm I'm just bugging.
Uh, I'm gonna be late but I'm gonna be there, so don't go on without me.
(phone beeping) (David on answering machine) Ladies and gentlemen, you are now listening All right, I'm on my way out.
I'm gonna be gone for awhile.
Don't forget to eat, all right? - All right.
- Chicken in the fridge.
(clears throat) All right.
(sniffling) You know what, matter of fact get some takeout, on me.
- Hmm? - Thanks.
Yeah.
Anything? No, Rex Boogie's mama said she ain't seen him in weeks, which is for sure a damn lie.
How you feeling? - Uh, okay, I think - Let me ask you for something.
I'm about to go visit the victims' families, it's Anders' idea, but I wanna be able to offer help for the funeral and all the expenses.
That's generous.
I gotta put a face on Fouray Management, you know what I mean, you know? So I was thinking like if you want to come along, it might help people see that, you know, we know what they going through, since since, you know Oh, man you know what? My bad, my bad.
You're all good.
Just your desk is overflowing with I'll get my purse.
- Barry, bringing Nikki along - I don't need - That ain't right.
- I don't need to hear it.
You know what? I know! I know this office and all of you you're my family.
I need to keep the fucking lights on and make payroll, and if it means that that a few people feel better because Nikki can relate to they pain, then I'm gonna do it.
I'm gonna do it! - (Nikki) Ready? - Yeah.
(video game beeping) Hey, yo, throw some extra fortune cookies up in that motherfu - Hey, yo, check it.
- Snatch that nigga.
Oh, snap! (shouting) Where do you think you're going, huh? Come here! Get the fuck back here! No! Huh? I told you what was gonna happen, right?! So get your motherfucking ass up.
Get your ass up! What you doing out, huh? They let me go! - What the fuck you mean? - I forgot I was That night man, I was high.
Speak on.
That night, you know, I was already in the tank on a warrant, yo.
- Don't say that shit when I ask.
- I told you! He was smoking SS.
I might've said anything, yo.
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold up, hold up, yo, hold up! Yo, man, I ain't tell 'em nothing, man, huh?! - I didn't say nothing.
- You ain't say shit? Man, I ain't say shit.
But, Ahm, yo, they on you, yo.
They was they was asking about you.
- You, Ahm, you! - Fuck this shit.
Wait! I want my money today.
All right, all right.
If anybody hear about our deal, your mama your sisters your Aunt Gladys over in Carroll Gardens, they all dead.
You understand, nigga? I got you, man, I got you! Chill, y'all.
Are we good? Get the fuck out of here.
I got a home Over the mountain (sighing) And I must get there On time Been playing that a lot.
Only song I can sing right about now.
Ronnie was your brother? More like a son.
Must've been close.
After Mama died, all we had left was each other.
He was ten, I was 19.
Good kid.
He wanted to go off to college, so he joined the army for one of them them GI bills.
Went to that concert to celebrate before he went off to boot camp.
(sighing) I'm just really, I'm terribly, terribly sorry for your loss, man.
I just wanna be able to help some way.
I I could help with the funeral expenses.
Set up a scholarship or something in his name.
Something.
All right.
I guess I could use the help.
Oh oh, here.
This is this is it's a formality.
I'm sorry, uh Since we're you know? Just to sign something, these I'll look at it.
Get back to you.
You know you're not alone.
Um, Nikki here, my assistant, she she lost her boyfriend David at at the concert too.
So yeah, you you you're not alone.
Ain't that right, Nikki? Yup.
You poor thing.
Good to you, good to you, good to you I'll be good to you, good to you, good to you I'll be good to you, good to you, good to you I'll be good to you, good to you Hey, Junior! Junior, come down here, boy! Now I mean good to you Hey I know you know what this is.
Yeah.
Well, have you ever listened to the words? I mean, really listen? No, not really.
Hoo-hoo, boy, you about to.
They wrote this for Marvin Gaye after he, um well, after he passed.
Now, if you gonna make music, I want you to make history.
But you can't make history if you don't know it, boy.
(man on radio) Ladies and gentlemen, this is Samson King at 102.
6 FM, here to offer some healing for those feeling the pain of the last few days.
We at WPPS lost someone near and dear to our hearts last week.
This next one goes out to my beloved former assistant who truly strove to keep it smooth and sexy.
David Aaron I know you're riding that white stallion to paradise.
Rest in pleasure, baby.
Make it like it was Oh, hell no.
Junior, Junior! (woman on TV) Tragedy struck the music industry this week, and this time rap singers weren't the only ones caught in the crosshairs.
Jonah Aaron, a grieving father, lashes out.
Mr.
Aaron, as a member of the music business, what do you say to the people that blame rap music for the violence that took your son? Get out of my face! Three other families also suffer.
I think I cried out all the tears already.
Just sit up all night.
One question in my mind: Did he call for me? Shouldn't be burying no 22-year-old 'cause he went out to a club.
I wanna get over this.
I just want him back.
(man) You know, my thing is, where's the security? How did somebody get in here with a gun in the first place? Just a guy who bought a ticket, going to see a good show Lil Ray's on line one.
Talk to me.
What? I'll be there.
Yes! Lil Ray found him.
(sighing) (phone ringing) Fouray Management, Tamika speaking.
Hi, it's Damita Alonzo from "The Village Voice" calling for Nikki Jones.
Ms.
Jones is out of the office.
Can I take a message? It's okay.
I'll page her.
Thanks.
(pager vibrating) Mm You can use the phone if you want.
Mm-mm-mm, nah, nah, nah, it's just Damita.
I will call her later, after another shot.
- No, you can't pour for yourself.
- (sighing) Come on.
Way too many rules.
No wonder our cultures have so much beef.
(laughing) - Ooh! - Mmm! (coughing) (laughing) That shit strong, yo.
Yeah, shochu kicks ass.
All part of my plan to get you liquored up.
Make you talk about your feelings.
You know, I was there, Nikki, at the concert.
So if you wanna talk about it What were you doing there? Shooting publicity photos of Rex and the other rappers.
You know, when things jumped off, I just kept shooting.
Have you seen any of the photos? No, not yet.
Maybe I never will.
Why'd you even go with Barry today? (sighing) It's Barry.
I don't know.
I He needed me, so I did it.
What about what you need? You're supposed to be watching over this type of shit.
Okay, I got something.
Need you to not read it until after the press conference.
- What? - It's "The Village Voice.
" Ah, dope, dope.
No, no, no, no, no, but it's best you don't read it.
- No really, later.
- What the fuck? - Barry, I need your head in the game.
- I can't believe this.
- Look at this.
- You can only handle one thing at a time.
Rex Boogie and family.
Oh Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.
So so how's this? This cool? You look perfect.
It's perfect.
Well, not quite perfect.
I think your sleeves are a little too long, you could use a tie, but other than that, you look like a model citizen.
That's what you're gonna be now a model citizen.
No drugs, no groupies.
Just your love for your wife, your love for you son, every Sunday you wake up and go to sunrise services.
I don't go to church.
Well, you do now.
Now that you accidentally discharged a firearm out of sheer enthusiasm, knowing that this wasn't the most prudent move for you, but now you're willing to accept full Christian responsibilities for your indiscretions.
Now, everybody who wants to stay out prison, say, "Amen.
" - (Rex) Amen.
- (woman) Amen.
(Trey) Amen! See how that works? Can you feel it? - My head is pounding.
- Yo, I feel like shit.
Thank you so much for this jacket.
- It's a lifesaver.
- Yeah, it looks good on you.
Hey, hold up, wait.
What what's that? - What's going on? - I don't know.
Uh, all right.
Uh listen, uh, I wanna thank you all for coming out today.
Uh, you know, we we we're interested in providing y'all, you know, with information.
It starts the healing process for the victims' families.
(all shouting) Mr.
Fouray would like to make a statement first and will field questions afterwards.
Thank you.
We are interested in the healing, not rumors.
So I wanna bring forward my client and his family, Rex Boogie.
I appreciate y'all giving me this time and I'm sorry about what happened.
Last Friday, at the Whitman Ballroom, I was fooling around with my gun and I I shot it in in the air.
I take full responsibility for what happened.
It was foolish, it was stupid.
I wish I could take it back.
Motherfucker! (Josie) Nik Nikki, Nikki, Nikki! (all shouting) (man) Break it up, break it up! Get her! (Nikki) Let me go! Put me down, put me down, I'm fine! Put me down! - (all shouting) - Nikki! Nikki stop! (man) That's enough already! Stop! Get the fuck off of me! Stay back, stay back.
Tell me why I shouldn't fire your ass right now? Don't say your boyfriend's death because I told you to take your ass home.
And please don't say it's 'cause you got me in "The Village Voice.
" Have you seen it? Have you seen it? Okay, well "Stampeded.
"Rap mogul Barry Fouray's big plans get trampled.
"Gordie Charlon, son of Harlem, "restaurateur and Fouray's longtime partner "was accused of embezzlement.
"According to sources inside the company "Fouray discovered evidence of the theft "and responded by brutally beating Mr.
Charlon in front of his staff.
" Yes! "Violence continues to shadow Fouray "with the stampede at his client's "Rex Boogie's concert last Friday night which claimed the lives of four fans.
" But that's nothing 'cause this is the best part.
"Fouray was poised to take the throne "as the king of rap.
"But during an outburst at the New Music Seminar, "Mr.
Charlon accused him of being nothing more than a court jester.
" That's terrible.
I thought this Damita was your homey.
I didn't know she was gonna be a backstabbing little bitch.
Nikki? Hello, Nikki! Talk, say something! What are you thinking?! They're right.
You lied to cover your ass, to make Rex look good.
He's just a fool.
And so are you.
Did we really meet at the New Music Seminar? No.
You're fired.
- Whoa, no, no, no, hey, no, Barry - Get your ass out of here! - No, no, wait, Nikki, come back, wait! - Crazy - No, Barry, you can't do that to her! - I just did! - Her boyfriend died - I don't give a shit! I told her to take her ass home! And then you had her go with you to a victim's house! She's a liar! I don't care! That girl busts her ass for you every day! You are her fucking hero! Do you not see that?! Do you know what I see? I see where my fucking priorities are! You know what they are? Saving this motherfucking company! And saving the one that I'm starting now! That's the program! You're either with it or you're not! Once upon a time you were my hero too.
Unbelievable.
Let's go to the shiva, Nikki.
Let's talk about your feelings, Nikki.
You played me all day long.
I understand why you're angry, which is why I tried to call.
Did you leave a message? Well, it's not the sort of thing that you leave in a message.
It's not the sort of thing you do.
Nikki, I am not you.
I'm a journalist, and the truth is not negotiable.
You ain't shit.
You're third string.
Whoa, okay, all right, I'm sorry - Take your fucking hand off of me! - I'm sorry.
- Get the fuck off of me! - Come on! I'm sorry, y'all.
(man) Damita, you okay? (Nikki) Now is not a good time.
But it's a good time for you to come to Damita's job - and show your ass? - Uh-uh.
Who you talking to with all that bass in your voice? - Nah, you need to check yourself - No, I just got fired! You just got fired? Are you serious? - David died! What the fuck?! - Don't even! You know what? Fuck you, Nikki, okay? You wanna keep playing pretend, go ahead.
But he's gone.
David's gone and he's not coming back! You don't wanna deal with that, then fine.
Can I help you? That is for Barry Fouray.
I'm a little hungry.
(door closing) Oh, my God.
Oh you All due respect, I just don't understand.
You don't want your hip-hop DJ to play hip-hop? Unity needs time to heal.
Stick with this preapproved set list.
Rap ain't going nowhere.
It'll be there when we're ready.
Now if you'll excuse me.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I was there.
I know there's a lot of people out there hurting, but there's some in here as well.
And this is not how we heal.
Just think about it please.
Look, I'm sorry about David.
We all miss him.
But no rap tonight.
Get in the studio.
Yo, yo, yo, yo, I hope you have your tokens, New York City, 'cause you are now riding with DJ DeeVee! Now, tonight we're gonna do a little tribute to my main man, my brother, the one and only David Aaron, and to all the people we lost.
We miss you.
I hope you love me for this one.
Rest in peace.
(hip-hop music playing) Son of a bitch! Hey, get me security.
And my bat.
(phones ringing) No, hold on.
(phones ringing) 95 Ride.
(man) 95.
5 Ride.
Thank you for calling.
Never mind.
Music hittin' your heart 'cause I know you got soul Brothers and sisters hey Listen if you're missin' y'all Swingin' while I'm singin' (siren blaring in the distance) Yo, Damita, let me holler at you.
Yeah, what do you (grunting) (banging on door) We need your help.
(man on loudspeaker) Now boarding the Grand Motorways bus - to Washington, DC - How you doing? with stops in Philadelphia, Bloomington, Baltimore, New Carrollton, Maryland and our final stop: Washington, DC, Union Station.
All aboard.
- (woman) Hi.
- (man) Hello.
- (man) Hello, how are you doing? - (man) Good evening, sir.
(Nikki) Next time on "The Breaks" When Fouray Records come in the motherfucking house, we just gonna turn this shit over on its ear.
$50,000 a family.
We're ready to settle.
Do this a couple more times, got an album.
You really think it's dope? Man, this is the greatest thing that I've ever created.
They are having a job fair at my office today.
I've got the perfect outfit for you.
What happened? He freaked out on me because of the article.
(groaning)