All the Queen's Men (2021) s01e07 Episode Script

- We just need to find the
problem and eliminate it.
-Previously on
"All The Queen's Men"--
- She's in love with
one of my dancers
Too bad you have been
blackmailing judge.
- And you didn't need
to do all this shit.
- I like wreaking chaos.
- You told me to
get a job, right?
- I find out you're drinking or
doing drugs down there,
you're going back to jail.
- I don't know what happened.
- You got drugged.
- I just didn't wanna go home
tonight.
- Who was the 17-year-old girl
you were fucking tonight, huh?
- That's my wife, and she's 26.
- What?
- It's my wife.
- Your wife?
- Yes.
There's gotta be a mistake.
- Is your nameDonavan Massy?
- No, no, my name is Frank.
- Frank what?
- Franklin James Wilmont.
- What's your wife's name?
- Lola Wilmont.
- You lying.
- No, I'm not lying.
- Kill this motherfucker.
- Please, I'm
telling the truth.
- What does your
wife look like, hmm?
- She's short, long,
black hair, she's beautiful.
Please, I'm so sorry.
- Well, you mess
with the wrong one.
- No, please. Please.
- Take this
motherfucker to the area.
- No. Please.
- What the fuck?
- So that little
bitch is a fucking cop.
- Blue, when I tell
you I am slipping.
- Nah, Madam, this ain't you.
See, they know all about you.
How you like the kids in need,
all the shit you give to
charities.
- I'm telling you right now, a
motherfucker
is really trying me, Blue.
They trying me.
- They brought
in a fucking cop.
- So everything was a setup.
The fight, everything.
- Damn.
- Does she know y'all
got him out of bed?
- Shit, I swear she didn't.
-Okay.
I could use this.
Yeah.
I'm gonna make this work.
- So what you gonna do?
- Well, first, I'm gonna
make sure that he doesn't say
anything to her.
- Mm, and how
you gonna do that?
- I'll embarrass him so good
that he won't speak about
tonight.
- They don't know who the
fuck they dealing with.
- Oh, but they will.
Call Master Top.
- Damn.
-Call him.
- All right.
- Please. Please, I swear I
won't tell anyone, please.
- Oh, I know you won't.
- Don't kill me.
- No.
I won't do.
- Please, I've never
hurt anyone in my life.
-Yeah, okay.
- Please. Please.
- Uh-uh-uh, shut up.
- He's here.
Don't say no names.
-Please.
- I said shut up.
- Hey, girl.
-Hey.
- Not this nigga.
- You need to stop
being so closed minded.
- Yeah, all right.
Can I bounce?
-Go.
What do we have here?
- Well, here we have a man
that we need to make sure
never speaks about tonight,
as long as he lives.
- You got his address?
-Absolutely.
- Okay, good man.
Hey,
I'm talking to you.
- Yes?
- You ever been fucked?
I'm still talking to you.
- No.
- Ooh.
You ain't never
been fucked up the ass?
No, please--
-Shut up!
Okay, look here.
I've done this before,
and these niggas like it.
And then they do shit
to make me come back.
You gonna do shit to
make me do it again?
- Please, don't do it, please.
Please.
- Now, look.
This is going to be our
little secret, okay?
And it will never
come back to you,
so long as it doesn't have to.
- No, no.
- Listen, he will be gentle.
- No.
- Just gonna get a
little bit of video.
-No, no, no. Please.
Please, I'm a
youth minister at my church.
Please, don't.
- Okay, um, preacher
he will be gentle, okay?
And we'll just get a little bit
of video,
just to make sure you stay
quiet. Got it?
-Please don't
let him do that to me.
- Oh fuck.
- What you want me to do?
- Look, don't go
all the way, okay?
And get some good video.
No, no, no, not--
- Damn.
- That nigga say he
was a preacher?
- Yes.
Look, make sure he gets
home unharmed, okay?
- Why you leave him in
there with that nigga?
- He's not gonna
go all the way.
- Madam, that nigga is--
- Ay-ay-ay,
make
sure he doesn't, okay?
- Listen, you can't ask me
go in there and watch them.
- I got it.
Midnight, you need to grow
the fuck up, man,
all muscles and no heart.
- Look, I'm gonna
go home, okay?
Check the place out,
clean everything up.
- Yes, Madam.
- Yo!
How'd it go last night?
- It was fine, bro.
- Make any money?
- What you mean?
- Amateur night.
Did you do it?
- How you know that?
- Online.
Said it was last night and the
night before, but I know you
went last night, because
you was up here dancing.
- Yeah, I did it.
- Make any tips?
- Nah, bro, what's up?
Only made about $2.
- Come on.
- No, won't be doing
that shit no more.
- Alright.
Come on.
Let me show you how to dance.
- What?
- Don't let this shit
fool you, I can dance.
- Red, come on, man.
Can we just clean up this room
before that crazy ass old man
come up here?
- I bet there's a lot of money
in that place though, man.
- Yeah, it is.
- Did you at least ask her
if she had any more openings?
- Yo, listen, I told you,
she ain't really hiring.
- Amp, but I'm a good driver,
man.
Just introduce me
to her again,
like--
- Man, chill!
- Man, I need to come up, man.
- Brah, this thirsty shit that
you're doing, it ain't cool.
All right, I told you, if my
aunt needed somebody,
I would hook you up, alright?
You gotta stay cool on that.
You feel me?
- My bad.
You right.
- Always your fucking bad.
Now can we please
clean the damn room?
- Yeah, I got you.
- Let's just do our part, man.
- Hey.
-Hey.
- So what happened last night?
-Nothing.
He went in the house.
- Did the lights come on?
-Nah.
- Okay.
What about this morning?
-I saw her leave,
and then he left.
- Anything look crazy?
-No.
- Did you ask Kat if
she knows who she is?
-She doesn't.
- So she's not Atlanta police?
-She's FBI.
- What the fuck?
-Yeah.
- What is going on?
-I don't know, Madam.
- No, it's cool, I'm gonna
figure out why the fuck
are they putting
so much heat on me.
-Sorry, Madam.
- Go check out the
club and give me a call.
-I'm on it.
- You know what, Blue?
Come meet me.
I wanna shoot some shit.
I'm fucking stressed out.
Bring me a big ass gun.
-I'll be there as
soon as I'm done.
- Fuck. What the fuck
is going on?
You gotta get this shit
under control, Madam.
Think, think.
- Gene's over here
trying to take my club.
- You don't wanna
start this war with me.
- Get the fuck out.
Got this detective trying to
figure out
what the fuck I did to Allen.
- I need to ask you a couple
questions
about your business partner.
- No one has heard from him
or seen him in several days.
- Now I got this undercover
over here posing
as a foster kid?
This little bitch.
When you turn 18, I'll
hook you up with a job.
- At Eden?
- Uh, that's too
many open flames.
Too many open flames, bitch,
get your shit under control.
-Hey, Blue, what's up?
-Remember those cameras
you told me to put up
around the club?
- I do.
- I was looking for
places to install them.
I found a mini cam, it
was already installed.
It looked to be active.
The light was on and everything.
- Are you finding any more?
-No, not yet.
I pretended not to see.
Because chances are whoever's
monitoring them would have seen
me looking and would have
known we were on to them.
- Alright, hit up Fuego.
He's a whiz with
this kind of stuff.
See if he can work his
tech-magic and find out if there
are any more cameras.
- All right. Calling him now.
I'll let you know what we find.
- All right.
- Oh, hey.
- Hey.
How you liking it
so far working here?
- Oh, loving it.
Um, the extra hours during
the day definitely help.
I was gonna have to get a second
job anyway, so, shit
this is perfect.
- I'm glad.
We've had some really
good numbers lately.
Be sure to keep an eye on the
head count, and remind the other
guys who work the front door
to check IDs
and thorough pat-downs.
- Got it.
You're really good
at this stuff.
- I have a good mentor.
- Madam?
Yeah, how long
you been working for her?
- Awhile.
Started working for her a few
years ago at a nightclub.
She was the manager there.
- Mm.
- She was the glue that held
everything together,
had that place jumping like a
trap house.
- When she left, I left
with her, started here.
- Now, I see how you, Blue, the
guys,
the way you all ride for Madam.
- It's honestly the
least we could do.
She got us all out
of a jam or two.
- Yeah.
- Got us making good money,
and she's got our back.
- Yeah. She's the only person
that ever came to visit.
Took my calls.
Put money on my books.
- That's Madam.
- Yeah.
She's like all
four women from "Set It Off"
wrapped in one.
She's a business
woman like Frankie.
She's with the shitz like Cleo.
- Yeah.
- A provider like
Jada's character.
And although she doesn't
publicly show it,
she's got a heart like Tee Tee.
- Yeah. That's definitely her.
- Can I ask?
- Ask what?
- What did you
get locked up for?
- Yeah, like I said,
you know, just a really--
- Long story?
- Yeah, so to speak.
- I was just trying to get to
know you all, that's--
that's all.
- I really like the vibe that
we got going on here, okay?
I don't want that to be
the thing that ruins it.
- I respect that.
We all got our shit.
- We'll have that talk soon.
All right?
- I'll hold you to it.
- Please do.
- You're sure there's no
more cameras back here?
- I'm sure.
Just the two in the main
room and one by the bar.
This thing lets me know the
location of any active recording
devices, anything giving off an
electronic signal that's not
affiliated with our
security system.
Want me to take them down?
- No. It's better to let them
think we don't know about
the cameras, at least for now.
- I'm gonna do one more
sweep before I leave.
Just wanna make sure I
didn't miss anything.
I'll be discreet.
I need to find the relay.
There has to be one here.
I'll find it, I may
be able to hack it.
And we'll be able to see what
they see,
maybe even control
what they see.
- You're really good
at this shit, huh?
- I just work here.
- Dime should be here shortly.
I need to go meet Madam.
You hit me and let me know
if you find anything else.
- Will do.
-Shit.
Those groupings
are looking good.
- Yeah.
Pretty bitch.
I thought you might want some
more practice with her now.
You get as good with her as you
are with that 19,
you're gonna be trouble.
Now slightly different
rules with her.
- I remember.
- Yeah, you gonna be trouble.
- Well, my teacher was
a motherfucking sniper,
so I should be.
Now, what the hell
is going on at Eden?
- I brought in Fuego like you
asked.
He found more four cameras
spread throughout the club.
- Any in my office?
- No.
He found a relay thing,
thinks that he can hack it.
- Good.
- You think it's Gene?
- The question is, what
the fuck is he doing?
- I had him leave
the cameras up.
- Good, make 'em think
we don't even know.
Look, until I fire the cleaning
crew, keep an eye on them.
- What we gonna do about Gene?
You know you should have let
me shot that motherfucker.
Fuck, I'd have cleaned it up.
- I know.
But, nah, I got something
special in mind for him.
Something's gonna keep
him off my back for good.
Come on, let's play.
- Give me this. Alright.
-Hey.
- Hey.
- So, I'm gonna start
dancing full time.
- Oh, cool.
- Okay.
Anyway, Madam said that you
would give me the rundown
on what I need to
do to get ready.
- Yes, well, first of all,
we're gonna have to set up
a fitting with our
costume designer.
You're also gonna
need a new name.
Amp isn't gonna cut it.
- Madam
said the same thing.
- Well, you got the customers
pretty heated on amateur night.
They hadn't never
seen you dance before.
They couldn't keep
their eyes off you.
You left them wanting more.
It's almost like you
got them addicted.
Just that fast.
Addiction.
That's it.
You'll be their "A-dic-tion."
Get it?
- Yeah.
- It also implies that you have
the ability to get a woman
hooked on you in a very sexy
way.
- Okay. Uh, "A-dic-tion."
- Mm-hmm.
- But I don't hate it.
All right, that's
it, Addiction it is.
- Oh, one more thing.
You're gonna need to shave.
Muscle definition shows
better without all the hair.
- What all exactly
do I need to shave?
- Everything.
- Everything?
- Yep. Your chest, stomach,
legs,
and
trim your equipment area too.
We don't need any wild
hairs sticking out.
It ruins the fantasy.
- Mm, okay, well, anything
else I need to know?
- Some of the guys do things
above and beyond just dancing.
- What do you mean? Like things
like what?
- Private parties,
drugs, escorting.
Just be careful.
I've seen what this life and
all that money
can do to somebody.
Seen good people
corrupted, spirits broken.
People ruining their whole
lives wrapped up in this.
- Okay.
- Careful what you
ask you for, Amp.
This shit ain't a game.
- Hey, thanks.
- Yo!
I don't wanna hear it.
- Well, man, if you're
having issues--
- Look, y'all made way more
money than I did last night.
- I get it.
- No, you don't. Look at me.
- Bruh. I don't need to
look at your dick.
- Listen, I'm Midnight.
This shit ain't supposed
to be happening.
- It ain't never happen to me.
- Man, you know what?
- I'm just saying.
- Oh, you're just saying, huh?
Hey, how's Miss Patty?
Are you still sleeping here?
- Oh, so we going there?
- Hey, yo, yo.
- Yeah, we going there.
- Hey, chill out with
that personal shit, man.
- This nigga in here jacking
his dick off, you're telling me
to pump the brakes
on personal shit?
- Chillout.
- Hey, fuc--
- I don't know why you all
acting like y'all ain't
never been through this. Doc,
come on, I know you have.
- What you talking about?
I don't tie off, bro.
- Yo, this nigga lying.
- What? I'm blessed, bro.
- This nigga say he blessed.
Bro, I cannot with
these lies right now.
- And highly favored.
- I gotta get my shit up, man,
don't have time
to be playing with you.
- Yo?
-Hey.
- Who's this?
-This is Tina.
- What do you want?
-I wanna talk to you.
- I'm at work right now.
-Please.
- All right, let me get to
a place where it's quiet.
-Okay.
- That's what I said.
- That's what--yeah?
- Ur, I didn't say to come in.
- I got her on the phone.
- Who? Tina?
Put it on speaker.
- Yo.
-Hey.
- Hey.
-I missed you.
- Get out of here
with that bullshit.
-No, I do.
- Then why'd you run
out of here like that?
-You know why.
- No, I don't.
I don't know what
you're talking about.
-Yeah, well, I don't
wanna talk on the phone.
- Then why was you saying all
that shit you be saying
the last time on the phone?
-I'm sorry, I was
drunk and out of my head.
- You lying.
You spoke to the police.
-Look, I made a mistake.
- I don't know what
you're talking about.
You know what happened.
-We both do.
- That nigga came in there mad
when he saw us together,
and you shot him.
-What?
- Come on, Tina, you
know what happened.
-Doc, nobody
is on the phone.
- Well, admit
you shot him then.
-Okay, I shot him.
I shot him, okay?
I wanna see you.
- Nah.
-Please.
- Where you at?
-I'm at a hotel.
- Where?
-Just call me
when you get off,
and I'll be there waiting for
you.
I'll tell you then.
- All right.
-I love you.
- Is it clear?
- Yeah.
- Is it clear?
- Yes.
- All right.
Do you believe her?
- Yeah.
- Well, she did say she did it.
- It ain't enough though.
- No, it's not.
- What you need me to do?
- Look, let me know
when you speak to her again.
And find out where she is, okay?
- It might be a setup.
- Yeah, it might be.
Or maybe she's
telling the truth.
Maybe she really missed you.
And it's the dick.
I hear it's good.
Yeah, that's why I'm making
all that money in there.
- All right, good
dick, go on out there.
- All right, Madam.
- Let me know if you talk
to her again, okay?
- Got you.
-- Keep me posted.
-- All right.
- I don't trust that shit.
- I need four
ladies to volunteer.
Who we got in the house tonight?
- Let's see, come on,
you right here.
Yep, yep, yep, you looking good,
lady with the braids, come on.
Put it down. Yep, miniskirt.
AndI'm taking you,
come on, come on up.
- We got something special for
you, a little treat.
you see me, I'm your type
- You again.
- Hey, sorry, I'm
just really hungry.
- Mm, I bet.
What you doing with those
little shiny-ass shoes on?
Gabriel hooked you up?
- What?
Yeah, can I come in?
- Yeah, I just need
to check you first.
- Okay.
- Open your legs.
- Uh, okay.
Why are you doing this?
- I just gotta make sure you
ain't got no weapons on you?
- I don't.
- I didn't
think you would.
You're 17, right?
- Right.
- Mm-hmm.
Well, come on in.
- Really?
- Yeah, I'm gonna put
you in Madam's office.
- Okay.
- Come on.
Right after you.
- Thank you.
-Bitch.
- Did you restock?
- Yes, Madam, I did.
- Thank you.
- You ain't gonna
believe this shit.
- What shit?
- Your girl is
at the back door.
- You think he said
something to her?
- Nah. She was chilling.
- Okay.
Bring her to my office.
- I already did.
- Is she clean?
- I checked that hoe like she
was about to get booked.
- I know you do it.
- That bitch.
- No, it's cool.
I got it.
- I know you do.
- Mm-hmm.
I'm gonna enjoy it, too.
- And I got you.
- I know.
- Madam.
- Let's get this bitch.
- Let's get her.
- Yes, ooh.
- So you go MIA for a couple
years,
now you're
a regular customer again.
- Maybe I just missed you.
- Come to see me again?
- When I'm able to work it out.
- Uh, get your own.
This one right here is mine.
- Shit, I need to take this.
Can you watch my purse?
I'll be right back.
- Thank you. Yeah, okay.
- It's crazy how much
she looks like you.
- She who?
- Olivia.
Teresa's daughter.
- Congratulations.
She's beautiful.
She didn't tell you.
- Tell me what?
- That her husband has been
shooting blanks for years.
And then all of the sudden she
turns up pregnant
right after y'all started
hooking up.
Yeah. It's your baby.
- No.
Can't be.
- Look again.
Oh, you don't believe me.
Take it.
Get it tested.
- Well, how do I know
if that's the baby's?
- She only has one child.
- Can you give me that picture?
- Where's he going
in such a rush?
- Sit down, girl.
- He did that to me, too, girl.
- She don't got any money.
- Hey.
- Hey, baby, how you doing?
- I'm okay.
- How was your night?
- It was fine.
- Just fine?
- Yeah.
Uh, is it okay that I'm in here?
- What do you mean?
- I mean, I'm underage.
- Sweetheart, you are
in my office, okay?
You are nowhere near the floor.
It's fine.
- Oh, okay.
- Why are you out so late, hmm?
- I just
- Is he touching you?
- Who?
- Don't lie to me, Shemika.
Is your foster
father touching you?
- No!
- You can tell me,
you know that, right?
I know a family court judge, and
she's having his ass arrested.
- No, no, no!
- Can I tell you something?
- Yeah.
- I had my security
follow you home last night.
- What?
- Yeah.
She said she looked in the
window, and she saw him
having sex with you.
- What?
- Shemika, is he raping you?
- No, no, no, you
don't understand.
- No? Why not?
- Please, that will just make
it so hard forthe others.
- The others?
- The other foster kids.
- Well, won't this help?
- No, no, he does
it to just me.
Just me, only me.
- You know, that's really odd,
because she didn't say she saw
any other children there.
- They were all asleep.
And they're moving me
in the morning anyways.
- Convenient.
This is him, right?
Thought so.
I want him killed, okay?
He cannot be
hurting little kids.
Especially not you.
And I want you to do it.
- What?
- Here.
I want you to take this.
Go and kill him, come back,
and you can work for me.
You can be my right hand. Here.
- Well, I'm so young.
- Are you?
- What do you mean?
- I was hoing bitches at 14.
- Did you kill anyone?
- No one that
didn't deserve it.
- I can't do it, I can't do it.
- Okay, it's fine.
I'm having it done now.
- What?
- Yeah.
As we speak.
- What?
- I am having him
kill--you know what?
Are you hungry?
You want some hot wings?
- No, no, I need to go.
- You need to go?
- Yeah.
- Blue!
- Yes?
- Shemika says
she needs to leave.
She has to go.
Do me a favor.
Let's get her a ride to
exactly where she needs to be.
- Absolutely.
- Go.
- Okay.
- Oh, Gabriel hooked you up.
I like those shoes, girl.
- You're wearing them.
- Let me go see who he
is and what he wants.
- He says he needs to
have a word with you.
I checked, he's unarmed.
-How can I help you?
- Madam.
It's nice to
officially meet you.
Even lovelier in person.
Can't imagine why someone
would want to have you killed.
- Excuse me?
- You heard me correctly.
- And you know this how?
- Because they tried
to hire me to do it.
I'm guessing you know who it is.
Apparently, you and he
have a bit of history.
- Figures.
- I didn't take the contract.
That's not why I'm here.
This is business.
- I'm listening.
- Your former business partner
had an arrangement with us.
- Who's us?
Who are you?
- The Concierge of
the Damascus family.
- Concierge like at a hotel?
- In essence, yes.
I handle an assortment of things
for the family--legal matters,
finances, surveillance,
which is why I know who the two
of you are.
That's why I have addresses
where the relatives are,
love interests, fuck buddies,
where you shot your guns.
It's all.
You are a hell of a shot, Blue.
- The cameras.
- They're mine.
Had the cleaning crew
install them a while back.
Needed to keep an eye on things.
- So, this business?
- Allen was providing a
service for the family.
We would hand him a quarter
million dollars a month, and
when he handed it back to us,
minus his commission, of course,
it was spotless.
- What does this
have to do with me?
- While reviewing the camera
footage, I saw what I can only
assume was Allen bagged up,
strapped up to a dolly and
rolled out of here.
And it dawned on me.
If Allen is in fact dead, then I
no longer have anyone in place
to process the funds
that I mentioned earlier.
- So this is blackmail?
- Not at all.
This is the only copy of the
security footage
from that night.
Blackmail is beneath me.
But business is business.
We suffered collateral damage as
a direct result
of your actions, Madam.
You removed an essential
component of ours.
It needs to be replaced.
So, as a courtesy, we gave you a
few weeks
to continue generating income.
But we will need to get back
to processing very soon.
- I haven't said yes.
I haven't agreed to anything.
This conversation is more of a
respectful declaration
of what's going to happen, as
opposed to a request.
- Is that a threat?
-Blue.
- I believe I've
overstayed my welcome.
- Mm.
- Do look forward to
talking to you soon, Madam.
- Why you ain't let me shoot
that motherfucker,
coming in here threatening you?
- Bigger picture.
Imagine, eight, nine people just
like you and I
in one family, Blue.
That is the Damascus family.
- I don't give a fuck!
Fuck them!
You know damn well
I'm not scared.
- Neither I am.
But being afraid and being
smart are two different things.
- You really
considering this, Madam?
I don't like it.
Things are going great around
here the way that they are,
why mess it up?
- I agree.
Buthaving a crime family
like this in my pocket,
owing memight not be a bad
idea.
Get rid of that cleaning crew.
-Right on it.
- Thank you.
- Mm, I have had
a long fucking day.
I got people after the queen
like I'm an enemy of the people.
And then, my
friend, there's you.
- So, um, I think it's about
time for us
to have a little talk.
-Please! Please!
- MADAM; Blue?
- No, please, I'm sorry! Please!