BMF (2021) s02e04 Episode Script

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Pledge allegiance to
the Black Mafia Family!
To the Black Mafia Family!
Meech. Terry, baby, what's up?
- See you tomorrow?
- Same place, different position.
Hmm.
I might be buggin', but Zoe said
she seen Lamar today at school.
That ain't possible.
That nigga's dead dead.
We're attaching a colostomy bag
for the foreseeable future.
This is Denise, our new driver.
She can go to places
and pick up clients that we can't.
What the hell happened to your face?
Boom got mad like he always does.
My bad I couldn't make
it. My moms took a turn.
But you know you still got a
responsibility here as well.
Tell Meech you got a
hookup to a new plug.
You get Meech to agree to the meet,
then I do the rest.
Thanks to B-Mick.
He got us a new flow,
access to some fancy medical yayo shit.
Show me your hands!
You heard what the fuck I said!
He needs to get to the hospital.
Put him in the back of your car.
We'll give you an escort.
Yo, Meech. Come on, dawg.
Stay with me, dawg.
I was born a
year and a half after Meech.
Like Moses and Aaron,
our roles were clear.
Meech was the alpha.
His job was to protect me.
But every now and then,
life threw us a curveball.
Hey!
Stay strong.
He'll pull through.
He has to.
He just has to.
Shut the fuck up.
Shut up, nigga. You
supposed to be fuckin' dead.
Showtime.
Just in case I wasn't
here when you woke up.
Feels like a fuckin' bomb
exploded in my head, man.
Getting shot three times
will do that to you.
But that shrimp cocktail you call a dick
should still sprout when you rub it.
Fuck you, man.
Hey, I've been shot, cut
up, and full of medication,
but my eyes still seem
to open wider than yours.
This ain't about to be
no Maserati Rick repeat.
I'm getting your ass up out of here
before that crazy motherfucker
returns to finish the job.
Man, I can barely even catch my breath.
- Nah.
- Come on, man, what is you doing?
Bro, we gotta go to Lori's.
B's gonna meet us
there. Come on, come on.
Get up.
Gentle, nigga.
Fuck!
You good, you good?
Let's go round, nigga. Fuck.
At least we got you the fuck out.
Son of a bitch!
Come on. Come on. Come on, man.
- Fuck.
- Come on, open this shit.
Come on. Come on.
There you go. I got you. I got you.
Damn.
I got you. I got you.
Come on. Come on.
Damn, bruh.
You good?
No, nigga. I ain't good.
Drive, Rolly. Go!
I owe you for jumping in front
of them bullets like that.
It wasn't your beef.
Don't matter.
Got yo ass for life.
Straight up.
We all tell ourselves
that when the moment of truth comes,
we will stand up and save the day.
But when the rubber hits the road
and you runnin' on empty,
there ain't nothing
left to do but fight.
And that's when you find
out who you really are.
He's still bleeding. He
needs to be in a hospital.
No, that's way too dangerous, Lori.
I'd rather be hurt out
here than dead out there.
- Come on. Come on.
- Oh, yeah?
Well, somebody tracks you here,
it's not just about you, Meech.
They'll find me,
Nee-Nee, and my parents.
Girl, Lamar don't even know who you is.
- Lamar?
- Look, I set up people
outside of your house.
- You're good. You don't gotta worry
- I don't give a damn.
This shit is crazy.
And you in my house.
Let me get you some
aspirin. And you need to put
your shoulder in a sling, okay?
I don't need no aspirin. I'm good.
Meech, I sw
- I thought we lost you, nigga.
- I know.
Especially when I seen
your ass over there
crying like a little wet nurse.
I'm good, B. Only got grazed, man.
Yo, we outta cash, and
we outta fuckin' work.
Drought's raging.
Niggas already on one 'cause
we missed one with K-9.
So hit up your
medical-grade shit connect.
Nigga's in the wind.
And even if he wasn't, shit, what,
five-o's already over all that shit.
Yo, what if we move the work to Lansing?
I could hire a driver,
have Q set up a trap in
their car, and we just
No disrespect, Tee,
but nobody asked you.
You ain't have to, nigga.
This is my brother.
Lansing got college kids,
politicos, and the slums.
It's a smaller market with less supply,
so you can charge more.
Sockie has been clocking up there.
He knows the ins and outs.
Exactly.
So it'll be better to expand state-wide
before going national.
If you could get
that supply run to work
and set it up in Lansing,
you could ship to St. Louis,
Miami, Atlanta, just keep going.
Never let a crisis go
to waste. I like that.
Hey, what happened to
me being number two?
Dude, I'm not sitting back,
especially after I drove
all the way to Cleveland
when your ass was MIA.
Meech, I got you until
you straight, all right?
And if you need more
weight, I can hit up Big L.
Big L dead, Tee. K-9 offed her.
- What the fuck, Meech? How
- It wasn't my fault, man.
Oh, my fu okay, look,
I might have an in with Boom.
Man, fuck Boom. He been had a chance.
We ain't fuckin' with no Boom.
Hey, dawg, we running
out of options, all right?
Tee, hit up Pat.
Tell him we want to work together again,
you know, like old times.
Pat never gave me the time of day.
That was your guy, Meech.
Don't you want to help me?
Do what I fuckin' ask you, man.
All right. This is some bullshit.
Oh, my God.
Is your brother gonna be all right?
Yeah, but he's hurting, hurting,
and I've never seen
Meech like this before.
He can't even think straight.
He's just asking me to do some dumb shit
'cause he's incoherent.
He needs my help, which
means I need yours.
Can you set me up a meeting
with Boom as a favor?
So that's what the kiss was about?
So you could soft pedal your way
into a business meeting?
What? No!
Last night ain't got nothin' to do
with why I'm here right now.
He could lose everything.
Then why you tryin' to spin game off it?
Markisha, my feelings for you are real.
I think about you all the time.
And I pray that you feel the same way.
Right now, you're the only person
that can help me.
I can't set you up a
business meeting with Boom.
That shit is fucked up.
Don't you see that?
Yeah, but there's gotta be something.
All right, if you promise to
keep it between me and you,
then I could tell you where
he's gonna be at tonight.
Why the fuck is Meech here?
I called him in to fill
in the blanks on Lamar.
Well, you know he ain't gonna
snitch and say who shot him.
Right now, I don't know anything,
especially after watching you
try to let Flenory bleed out last night.
You're out your fuckin' mind.
Maybe. Maybe not. At least I'm trying.
The fuck is he doing here?
You're both under suspicion
for shooting each other.
First one to yap gets cut loose.
Dead man walking, huh?
That makes two of us, pussy.
How come I got cuffs on and he don't?
'Cause we running things and you ain't.
Demetrius, is this
the man that shot you?
Sh-I don't know.
But I know the motherfucker who did
pissing all over that
goddamn toilet seat
when he pee,
'cause I was only grazed.
The new Batman movie coming out?
What does that have to do with anything?
Well, it's a timeless story
about good and evil.
Batman and the Joker,
they both warriors.
But neither gets the
better of each other,
so they just sharpen
each other's skills.
Okay, you gonna put some
real names on this statement?
The Joker loves to squeeze
the life out of people
to ensure that he the last motherfucker
they see before the light.
But Batman is still the hero
who always fuckin' wins.
Don't matter what your Black ass think.
Now if y'all are not holding me,
I'm getting the fuck out here.
Demetrius, this is your chance
to put Lamar's ass away for good.
Y'all do what y'all do,
and I'm gonna do what I do.
I ain't scared of that
burnt-ass motherfucker.
Pussy.
Y'all ain't got shit on me,
so you might as well let me go too.
We will, eventually, but for now,
you're gonna sit here and stew.
- Don't look at me like that.
- I haven't said a word.
But if I did, I think
you know what it'll be.
Okay, somebody's got
to fill in Meech's shoes
while he's out hobbling around, right?
My money's on Terry.
No, DRANO's got eyes on
Terry and the car business,
and so far, nothing to report.
Okay, if I'm right,
and we catch his ass in some shit,
I get to drive forever.
And if I win, you have
to stop smoking around me.
It's disgusting.
And your breath fuckin' stinks.
Okay, just for that,
you're gonna have to pull the plug
on Frankie Beverly in there.
Hospital said Meech checked out.
Where is he, Terry?
He's at Lori's.
You saw him? Is he okay?
He didn't want to stay
at the same hospital
that messed up my eye.
Enough with the damn excuses.
Clearly, this is some kind of drug beef.
Pops, Meech is safe.
That's all that really
matters right now.
Praise God.
We will check on him in the morning.
Terry, stay away from him.
The last thing we need is you get caught
in the crossfire of his business.
Yeah. I'ma go upstairs
and change and get ready for work.
- At this hour?
- Uh, yeah.
Flights from the West
Coast were delayed.
If I pick up extra fares,
we can make up for Devil's Night.
Not to mention, it's gonna help me
take my mind off Meech.
I'm just trying to handle
things the way Pops would.
Terry, look, maybe
you need to stay home.
I know seeing Meech
get shot had to bring up
some bad memories, right?
LaWanda, I'm fine.
I really am. Okay?
Terry, what
job are you going to?
Look, Meech needs my help.
I'ma see you tomorrow, baby?
You okay?
You know, nobody in this damn house
ever talk straight.
Welcome to my world.
How did you remember where I stayed?
Since we always meeting
in the bathroom at Coney.
Shit, I couldn't wait.
I had to see yo' ass.
Okay.
You some kinda romantic roughneck now?
Oh, girl, quit playing.
Shit, how's work?
Probably no fun since I left, huh?
Hmm. I find fun wherever I go.
Ain't no question about that.
Mm-hmm.
So how did you know I was hiding
the pills under my tongue?
You think you the first
cat to dodge the big house
by hiding in a nut house?
Moment I saw you, knew wasn't
shit wrong with yo' ass.
And plenty right.
Hey, on multiple occasions.
I took advantage of my privileges.
Still do.
Oh, that's from surgery.
- Does it hurt?
- No, no.
I'm good.
Come here.
- I want you to do?
- Yeah?
- Fuck me good again.
- Yeah.
Beat that shit up.
Come on, show me you feel it.
- Mm.
- Yeah.
Yeah.
Showtime.
Lamar, this ain't like you.
Come on, bitch. Just
keep going. I-I'ma get there.
I'ma get there.
Ah, shit, I'ma get there.
Baby, maybe you should come
back after you recovered.
Okay, fuck this shit.
Oh, damn, nigga. Who died?
Look like you goin' to
a funeral in this suit.
Yeah, fuck that. I look like success.
What, they ran out
of Kool-Aid, Scooby-Doo?
Honestly, I prefer party favors.
And I was looking to open
up a tab if you ain't mind.
Well, you know I only run a cash bar.
Look, the streets will know you're flush
if you're fronting me,
especially during the drought.
It's a power move, if you ask me.
You know you run your
mouth a lot like Meech?
So I'ma tell you what
I told your brother.
Sizzle ain't shit
if you ain't got no steak, nigga.
Look, we cut ties with
Pat 'cause he like to bake
his meat rather than grill it.
My mans couldn't keep
up with our rhythm.
Now I know that's not you, Boom, right?
Markisha, come here.
- Go get me another cutter.
- Okay.
You know I'm a lot of things, Tee.
A bad businessman is not one of them.
Look, no disrespect, but nobody
got the foot soldiers we do.
That's why you're
sitting on all this weight
during the middle of a drought.
How the hell?
All right, I might can do five.
But just like you said,
nigga, there's a drought,
so I'ma be charging interest
and inflation on all of that.
It don't matter.
As long as we flying, we good.
How you doing?
If you was my wife, I'd
treat you like a queen,
not a goddamn servant.
- Thank you.
- You got it.
The power ♪
And the glory ♪
Forever ♪
- Yes, yes!
- Amen!
A ♪
Amen ♪
Thank you, Brother Mark,
for that beautiful rendition
of the Lord's Prayer.
There isn't but one God,
one faith, and one baptism.
What is God's name?
Jesus!
Hallelujah.
My dearly beloved, let us all join hands
in a prayer for our
brother, Demetrius Flenory,
and a speedy, full recovery.
Heavenly Father, we come asking
that you tend to our flock.
I ain't listening to this.
Brothers and sisters, we're not here
to cast judgment, but to ask the Lord
that our community be
spared further sorrow.
- Oh, y'all think y'all can do better?
- Lucille.
You know, when your husband
paid for that prostitute,
I still prayed for your marriage.
And when your daughter
got caught drunk driving,
I prayed that the chains of
addiction would be broken.
In fact, I have prayed for
each and every one of you
in this sanctuary when
y'all were in trouble
because God loves the
pious and the wicked.
Sister Lucille.
My sons did not come from a broken home.
They came from a broken neighborhood,
a broken city, our city.
Now, I'm not asking
you to forgive my son.
I just want to see
him alive and healthy.
And if you walk out that door,
you are saying that I don't
deserve to see my babies
walk and breathe on their own.
And I wouldn't wish
that on none of y'all.
None of y'all.
That'll conclude our service.
Amen.
Charles, I'm ready to go.
Listen, I gotta help
break things down here.
- Take the keys.
- Okay.
- All right, I'll get a ride with Lou.
- Okay.
I'm sorry those people walked out.
Now listen, if Meech wasn't my son,
I'd probably do the same.
Charles, you don't really mean that.
Listen, Lucille says Meech
came from a broken neighborhood,
but he's the one that helped break it.
Charles, you are a good man.
And everybody knows it.
Your boys are lucky to have you.
And one day, they're gonna
act on all the lessons
you instilled in them
and make you proud.
Charles, it's time to go.
Got some Dutch Girl doughnuts.
Salty ones too.
This your idea of a wellness check?
What if it is?
More like guilt trip.
I told your ass Lamar was back.
And you thought I was buggin'.
Now you walking around
clutching your neck,
and your boys keep
rolling past my house,
and Roland keep rolling
in my fucking fridge.
What the fuck?
And what about Zoe? Huh?
She gonna know something up.
And Tiara in her terrible twos.
Send Zoe and our daughter
to your mama house.
We just need to protect them, that's it.
I'm not about to be away from my kids
'cause of your dumb ass.
I know you was right about Lamar,
and I should have listened
to you the first time, a'ight?
But I paid the price for that shit.
And it's gonna kill me
if something happened
to you, Zoe, or Tiara,
so just listen to me
until I pop his ass.
I'll handle it myself.
You've been handling shit
yourself real fine, huh?
Fuck you, Meech.
I need something to take the edge off.
Then send the kids off,
sit tight, and stop touching
shit you can't fucking handle.
Get the fuck out my house before I pull
this strap out on your ass.
What you thinking?
Not much.
I don't think Boy Wonder would sling
out of his old man's garage.
You would say that.
I mean, you've got a
soft spot for the kid.
I'm just saying.
I mean, Terry seems
like a good kid on paper,
and I know that doesn't mean shit,
but for once, I would like
to be pleasantly surprised.
This stakeout shit is
like watching paint dry.
But it'll all be worth
it to prove you wrong
and get back in that driver's seat.
So what do I do when I get to Lansing?
Park the car and relax.
Leave the keys inside,
go grab a square pizza,
finish eating, drive home.
Three hours for a simple joyride.
Sounds too good to be true.
Look, you don't have
to worry about anything
except how much you getting paid to see
some cows and farmlands.
Before we talk price, I
need a reason, a real one.
Your son's at Michigan State?
Use 96 until it turns to two lanes.
Wear school colors.
Bring him a care package.
If anybody asks, you
haven't seen Junior in months
and want to get to
his dorm before dinner.
You know, we got a saying
on the factory floor:
cheap, fast, and good,
you can only pick two.
And I know you ain't
compromising on fast and good.
My brother and I never liked
messing with white people.
But I soon realized the truth
the rules for them was different.
Nixon created the war on drugs
as a way to criminalize our community,
but it was Reagan who fanned the flames.
Law enforcement, which
was dominated by whites,
became one of the biggest growing
industries in the country.
The new drug laws popped
up all over the country
increased budget for
more cops, more prisons.
On the losing side
were Blacks and browns.
Our neighborhoods
were the ones decimated
by drugs and violence,
which locked up millions of people
from our communities,
which makes me wonder
what did Reagan really declare war on?
Or better yet, who?
'Cause it damn sure wasn't drugs.
You want to eat for Mommy, Nee-Nee?
Can you try? I need you to eat.
Damn, look at Wonder Woman on the move.
School, mom, job, basketball.
Still be fine as hell, huh?
Mm-hmm. Someone sure seems better.
Must have took something this morning.
Hell no. I don't need to.
I'm ready to rock right now.
Boy, you still got
bullet holes in your body.
And? Ain't none in my dick.
Okay. Come on, Nee-Nee.
Daddy is crazy.
I'ma put her to bed.
Okay.
And then meet me in mine.
Mm.
This don't ever get old to you?
Hell no.
Exciting's more like it.
I'm talking about you ripping
and running in these streets.
Riding this wave with you is
starting to get played out.
I just need you to take
care of our little girl.
If she turns out to
be half as good as you,
she'll be a superhero as well.
Now I know your ass is on medication.
You don't need no medication
when you got this mandingo.
Mm.
Just get on top on me,
but don't grab my neck.
Don't take off my sling.
Nurse's orders.
Mm.
Wait, so you want me to go no hands.
Stop playing like you
weren't finna do that anyway.
Shut up. Put that shit inside me.
He's had four passengers already
and hasn't noticed a thing.
What, you think we're
getting the runaround?
- Maybe he's just doing his job.
- Hmm.
People getting off work,
getting ready to go out.
I bet he gonna try one of
the oldest tricks in book,
using the evening rush as cover.
Okay, Mr. Traffic Reporter.
Hey, I used to drive a cab.
Had a deal go down one
time in my back seat.
Bet you Terry gonna
try something similar.
Hmm.
Good thing I'm not your bookie.
Assisted living facility?
Not sure how many drugs
he's about to sling
at the raisin farm.
Mr. and Mrs. Miller?
Called for a ride to the airport?
Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
We going whale-watching
on Vancouver Island.
That's nice. May I grab your bags?
Yes. Thank you. Thank you.
All right.
You know, it's a lot of
legwork just to pass over
some work, nigga.
Then you should stay back.
I heard the bingo nights here's fire.
This was a real cute maneuver and all.
I'm warning you.
Don't fuckin' get cute
with my money, nigga.
Wanna pull over your elders,
do a full body search?
Fuck this. Let's hit the bar.
That is the first smart
thing you've said all day.
Man, I heard Lamar shot that nigga.
This ain't no motherfuckin'
As The Hood Turns,niggas.
All right, get the fuck outta
here talking all that bullshit.
Then where's Meech?
'Cause I'm tired of taking orders
from your string-bean ass.
Fuck you.
Man, can y'all chill with all that shit?
Damn!
Fuck you, Mr. Rogers.
- Oh, shit!
- Told y'all, niggas.
Nigga back from the dead.
Never seen a resurrection before?
I got popped three times.
Damn, that shit look
like that shit hurts.
I'm still here reppin'
BMF, motherfucker.
All the passion fuels us,
but the flip side ain't bad
either, and it's called patience.
No doubt.
These newbies actin'
like we first-timers.
That's right.
And we got room for a higher power,
but I ain't looking
at no fuckin' messiah.
I ain't saying I am.
Every company has growing pains.
If we ride this shit out, nigga,
we'll be like them Wall
Street motherfuckers
who bought Ford Stock day one.
Hear this nigga go.
The prince of motherfucking
gab at it again.
We ain't falling for your
shit this time, Meech.
Yo Nedo, we out.
And I'm housing this EPMD album, too,
'cause it's strictly business, sucker.
Yo, Tiny, you got to chill.
Yo, this whole merging shit
was a fuckin' badass idea, man.
- Straight up.
- Fuck 'em.
- You good?
- Straight up.
Nigga.
What the fuck is you doing, man?
Put some goddamn pants on, man.
What the fuck is wrong with you?
You be fucking dead pussies all day,
and you offended by me?
And this my motherfuckin' crib.
You getting way too comfortable
walking around in your drawers,
smelling like shit.
At least open up a window or
light a incense or something
in this motherfucker. Jesus Christ!
I'ma need you to help me with this bag.
You a grown-ass man.
You got to do that shit yourself.
Al, I've had a rough couple of days.
A'ight, please.
Nigga, come on, man.
You better pay attention.
I'm not gonna keep
doing this shit for you.
Come on. Jesus Christ.
Nigga, you got to stop eating
them motherfucking collards.
Soul food.
You know how that go.
You got to dump your bag twice a day.
And you got to change
it every three days.
And gotta burp your bag, man.
What you mean, burp my bag?
Open it up, let the farts out, man.
This shit stink like a
weapon of mass destruction,
but you gotta fuckin' do it.
What's wrong?
I was trying to break off ole' girl.
You know, my shit ain't
working like it used to.
No sex for three fuckin' months, man.
What the fuck are you doing?
You gonna run the risk
of a real rupture, nigga.
Three fuckin' months. You can't hold it?
I know you're a medical
professional and all,
but ain't no way you telling me
when and where I can bust a nut.
You know, there's other ways
you can suffice yourself, nigga.
Little nipple play, toe sucking.
Man, I ain't trying to hear what you do
with your dead bodies, nigga.
I like my bitches breathing.
Dawg, we been tight for years, man.
Ever since you moved to
Detroit as a kid, man.
I know you, man. What
the fuck is up, man?
What's wrong?
I just don't know what's
happening to me, man.
I popped Meech's ass
three fuckin' times,
and he's still out there,
strutting like a fuckin' peacock,
attracting rivals.
And you Lamar "The Beast" Silas, nigga.
All you got to do is
take whatever doubts
and drawbacks you have and use this shit
for your advantage, nigga.
Be yourself and take back what's yours.
Hope we have better luck today.
He's probably just
back for an oil change.
Look, positive thoughts
yield positive results, okay?
I doubt that Terry needs
B-Mickie for an oil change.
You might as well give me them keys.
You haven't won anything yet.
I will, and when I do,
we gonna switch seats.
You crazy if you think
I'm giving up that easily.
Ha.
What up, doe?
Surprised you called me.
This right here.
Yo, how that shit look?
Everything look good.
Let me line this with some carbon paper.
Who did this shit for you?
Q built out that trap.
Tee, you know Meech
will really appreciate
you looking out on all this.
Yeah, I just hope this shit works out.
You know this gonna cost you.
You want some ketchup with
them fries, motherfucker?
How it feel getting ambushed
from behind, motherfucker, huh?
You thought I'd forget that
you shot a gun at me, huh?
Huh?
Nobody fires a shot at Lamar Silas
and gets away with it, bitch.
I see you done with your food.
You hungry?
Huh?
Eat that.
You want to fuck with Meech, huh?
Then eat my shit, motherfucker.
Eat up.
Yeah.
I'm The Beast, bitch.
Yeah!
That the woman Terry
was talking to yesterday?
I thought you said they don't
do business with white people.
So do we follow her or Terry?
That motherfucker think we stupid.
Looking good.
Mm.
Smelling good.
Feeling
I'ma tear that ass
off the frame tonight.
What the fuck?!
Trying to sneak that ass, huh?
Then I'm gonna beat your ass
Fuck you.
You're just mad 'cause I'm
prettier than you, motherfucker.
My best guess she's a driver
with Charles Flenory's car service,
but that's not a company car,
and she doesn't have any passengers.
And she was just with
Terry and B-Mickie.
She could be hauling
something. All right.
Let's see if she has
Black and White fever.
This is ridiculous.
You can't pull me over
for going too slow.
You were impeding traffic
and putting commuters in danger.
Now what is your final destination?
I told you Lansing.
And how many days are you
planning to stay there?
Two days.
- You said three a moment ago.
- I meant two.
Look, I'm just trying to go
see my son at Michigan State.
What else is In the car?
Snacks for my son's dorm.
Detective.
Hold on.
That look off to you?
What are the chances it came
off the assembly line like that?
Can I call him at least, let
him know I'm gonna be late?
Ma'am, stay right there.
He'll be worried.
Carbon paper.
Repels X-ray scans.
- Put your hands behind your back.
- No, no, no.
Please.
That-that's not mine.
That's not mine.
Hello.
Charles, it's Denise. Is Terry there?
Denise, is everything okay?
No, I'm in trouble.
I need to speak to Terry, please.
Hello.
They found
what you put in my car.
- Who?
- A Detective Bryant.
You need to come here
and tell him I didn't know
what I was carrying. Terry
Look-look, Denise, just don't
say shit until you get a lawyer.
Terry
- Is Denise in jail?
- Pops, I gotta go.
No, no, why did she
ask for you and not me?
- Pops
- No, no, don't "Pops" me.
- Why is Denise in jail?
- Charles, you're hurting him.
- What did you do, Terry?
- Let him go, Charles.
Pops, I was just trying to save Meech.
You just ruined that woman's
life and our business.
What I was doing in the streets
is what got us this company
in the first place.
Meech has never lied about who he is.
You just pretended to
be smarter than you are.
I guess you really
ain't that smart at all.
I tell you to go to Pat,
and you still go behind
my back and go to Boom.
You know Pat don't
fuck with me like that.
And I heard that motherfucker fell off.
So I took matters in my own hands.
Now the weight you copped got took,
and Bryant got your
white bitch in custody.
She's got a kid, so I doubt
she's gonna eat the charges.
Wow. You gotta be the dumbest
motherfucker I've ever met.
Demetrius, she's don't
stand there all cool and act
like you never made no mistake.
A mistake?
Man, this is a major fuckin' fuck-up.
This is a violation of
all the rules we ever made.
And I don't even see
a way out this shit.
You know what? We
might just have to jet.
I ain't even playing right now.
We need to just sit
down, take a breather,
and let this shit die down.
You talking out the side
of your neck right now, man.
Tee, we got no more
weight, no more money.
Now Lamar back on our ass and Bryant got
this Lois Lane bitch in custody,
she about to fold,
so now he about to put
handcuffs on you any minute now.
We got to get the fuck
on up outta here ASAP.
Where the fuck are we gonna go, Meech?
Far away from here as possible.
Meech, we don't got
shit set up anywhere.
What we gonna do, just go on the run
and just be on the road?
Maybe we go to Atlanta
and go fuck with Earl,
K-9's homie, or Todd Washington.
Shit, already heard they been
doing their thing up there.
Yeah.
Then what am I supposed
to do about school?
Fuck school.
We got to worry about our safety first.
We got to get up out of here now.
All right, okay.
But I gotta make a run first.
Bro, you not going nowhere.
We still got shit to do.
I'm not going anywhere
until I do this shit.
I'ma be back in a minute.
This the shit I be talking about.
- You stupid motherfucker.
- Whatever, nigga.
I'll see you in a minute.
See y'all tomorrow.
- Excuse me.
- Excuse me?
- Whoa.
- Hey, no, my man,
can I talk to Markisha Taylor?
Sorry, sir, but we closed.
- She's right there.
- Mike, Mike, it's okay.
- You can let him in.
- You sure?
Hey, Mike, I'm good.
- All right.
- Have a good night.
Have a good night.
Terry, we talked about this.
You can't keep coming
up to my job like this.
I know, and I-I'm sorry.
But I'm I'm leaving town for a bit.
And I don't know when I'm gonna be back.
What are you talking about?
The product Boom gave me got hit,
and all the heat is falling on my back,
so I have to dip for a minute.
What? When?
- Now.
- Now?
The the only reason why I came here
is because I couldn't leave
without seeing you first.
Come here.
You're so beautiful.
Take that shit off.
Right there!
Right there.
I hope no one heard us.
I would be fired for real.
But no, everybody left
after my boss went home.
Wish I could stay here
forever and just do this
over and over and over again.
Well, whenever you dig your
way out whatever mess you're in,
then you need to decide what you want.
Ey yo, let's go, Meech.
I love y'all, okay?
Got to go.
Daddy loves you, okay?
Aren't you happy I'm outta your hair?
No, putting your life at
risk doesn't make me happy.
I want our daughter to
grow up with her father.
She will, baby. I promise.
What's your plan, Meech?
My plan is to buy you
and Nee-Nee a big palace.
Oh, my God, what you mean leaving?
I just got here.
I sold some jewelry at the pawn shop
so you can take care of Junior.
I know I should have never came back.
I'm scared!
You'll see me again
soon, I promise, okay?
I got Hoop and Roland watching the crib.
No. Ain't-ain't-ain't
nobody
coming in my damn house, all right?
- What is going on?
- Mama, not right now.
We gotta go.
- You got to go where?
- Wait, wait, wait.
- Listen.
- I deserve to know.
I know you gave your
kids everything you got,
and this is all I got left.
Now take this and
remember what I told you,
you better stick
together no matter what.
Yes, sir. Come on.
I love you.
Love you, too, Mom.
You think she's gonna talk?
Oh, yeah.
She gonna sing like a bird
'cause she's not in the game,
she has a son, and no
loyalty to the Flenorys.
Then what are we waiting for?
No, we just wait. You know?
Let her marinate on what she's done,
how it's gonna affect
the rest of her life.
And then we go in there,
and we crack her like an egg.
- Great. I'll get the paperwork going.
- Ah, ah, ah.
Keys.
I won the bet.
So tomorrow, I'm back
in the driver's seat.
As long as you don't smoke
and keep your hands at ten and two
on the wheel, ass-wipe.
Thank you.
Yo, yo, yo, my mans. You know the rules.
Whoever drive gets to listen to whatever
they want to listen to.
Man, I don't want to
hear that rock-me-to-sleep
bullshit right now, nigga.
I'm trying to get hype.
Hype for what?
Nigga, we got a ten-hour car ride
ahead of us. You better
kick back and relax.
Don't even know how you
got all this energy anyway.
You need to rest.
I'm sorry, dawg. I just can't.
All right, I can't listen
to this stupid shit, man.
Listen, by the time we get to Toledo,
you can change it back to
whatever the fuck you want.
I gotta listen to some
gangsta shit right now.
We low on petro.
I'ma hit this gas station.
- Fuck!
- What the fuck?
How this motherfucker get here?
What the fuck you doing?
This motherfucker is trying
to get beside us and flip us.
How you gonna shake him?
I got this. I got it. I got it.
Motherfucker!
Fuck you!
Fuck!
Everybody wants to be MVP.
That doesn't mean you win every game.
Sometimes being a man just means
you live to fight another day.