BMF (2021) s02e10 Episode Script

1
You know I could never stand your
little second-grade buddy, right?
A lovesick rat who know where
all the bodies are buried?
Markus Lloyd has been bullying Kevin
Roughing him up, stealing his
shoes, ruining his cartoons.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]
[KEVIN] You got a new safe?
Remi Ransom, nigga. Make
sure you spell my shit right.
- [GUN COCKS]
- Nigga, that might be too long
to fit on this damn bullet.
What else do you remember about the man?
- He was brown-skinned. -
[DETECTIVE] And you saw that person
force someone into a sedan.
[LEANDER] It was a Ford LTD.
Hey, what the hell's wrong with you?
A receipt from the E-Z Rest Motel?
- [TERRY] Dad, what's going on?
- Your father just got caught
lying about the affair he's been having.
- Boom got arrested.
- Good. Fuck that nigga.
These two niggas is working together.
I'ma kill the both of
you, and I ain't fucking
with yo' ass no more, Goldie.
Get 'em the fuck out of here!
- [SOBBING]
- I got you.
The doctors they-they
gonna find a cure for it, baby.
I just need you to hold on.
This shit'll have that dick
harder than a motherfucker.
You not trying to play me, are you?
No, nigga, you trippin'. Let me go.
You gonna betray me, our family, Zoe?
The fuck was you thinkin', huh?
-
- [UPBEAT FUNKY MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
[DISTANT VOICES SHOUTING]
[YOUNG MEECH] Hey, yo, hurry up, Tee.
[OLDER TERRY] Ever since I can remember,
Meech and I been running for our lives.
- Come on, man!
- First, it was to get home
before the streetlights come
on and avoid our mama's belt.
- [SIREN WAILING]
- Then it was running
from one-time who was
on every Black kid's ass.
- [YOUNG TERRY] Move it, B!
- [DOG BARKING]
[R&B MUSIC PLAYS]
[GUNSHOTS]
[OLDER TERRY] And once
we got in the game,
we started doing the chasin',
running after all the
motherfuckers that owed us.
[YOUNG MEECH] I warned you, nigga.
♪
[OLDER TERRY] But if you always lookin'
over your own shoulder,
you bound to take your
eye off someone you love.
[B-MICKIE] No, no, no, no.
Yo, what the fuck are we doing here?
We should be on this Bryant shit.
I got something cooking,
but you need to fall back
with five-oh looking around like this.
[POLICE RADIO CHATTER]
What up, doe?
Crazy shit.
People saying there's a
body in our stash spot.
Fuckin' pig.
So what the hell you doing here?
Oh, I actually care
about what's going on
- in my community.
- Oh.
Well, since you such a bleeding heart,
let me show you something.
Come on. You too.
Leo, unzip that for me.
[ZIPPER SOUND]
You know this woman?
- Never seen her before.
- [JIN] Of course not.
[BRYANT] Her name's Monique Greene.
She was strangled and beaten.
Left behind an 11-year-old
and a toddler.
It's a fucking tragedy.
[HEAVY MUSIC PLAYS]
See you around, Mr. Neighborhood Watch.
[TERRY] You straight?
I never wanted Moe in this shit, ever.
[ROLAND] Damn, yo, I'm sorry, Meech.
Man, she kept telling me
how she wanted to tag-team this nigga,
talking about she was his
Achilles' heel or some shit.
Now Zoe and Tee-Tee gotta grow up
without not fucking mom, man.
Yo, look, bro, um, I'm sorry, bro.
I know Monique was a real one for real.
And you probably hurting
like a muh'fucker,
but right now we really need
to stay focused no matter what.
We got 500 keys coming in,
and our fucking car
wash is a crime scene.
We need to find a new stash spot
so we can launder this money.
I'ma personally put that
crunchy-ass nigga Lamar
on the wrong side-a the grass for good.
[OLDER TERRY] That's the fucked-up part
about the game
As a player, it's hard
to see the whole field.
You can only see shit
that's in front of you.
So you get paranoid and weary
because every minute of every day
feels like it could be your last.
Now, the clock was ticking on us.
[CHARLIE] I got
everything on the line ♪
Out here I'm on the grind ♪
Trying to get mine ♪
At least you could wish me luck ♪
A nigga move the weight ♪
Trying to get the cake ♪
I'm in and out of state ♪
At least you could wish me luck ♪
Too many niggas fake ♪
It's hard to tell a snake ♪
One more flip and I'm straight ♪
At least you could wish me luck ♪
I don't go hand to hand ♪
It go gram after gram ♪
Yeah, holla at me, man ♪
At least you could wish me luck ♪
Too many niggas fake ♪
It's hard to tell a snake ♪
One more flip and I'm straight ♪
At least you could wish me luck ♪
[50 CENT] The D's
ain't that good ♪
These niggas is ratting ♪
They tell them what's going on ♪
That's how they
know what's happening ♪
I'm riding with the top down ♪
Trunk full of yola ♪
Ghetto pharmaceutical ♪
I move that Coca-Cola ♪
Thousand grams of pure ♪
Though I fuck with the weirdos ♪
They snort away the pain ♪
Bang their dope In their vein ♪
Shorty crying
Christmas ain't coming ♪
Her pop's locked up ♪
When it hurts the worst ♪
Your ace find out she knocked up ♪
Welfare ain't an option ♪
When the Feds come knocking ♪
It's all fucked
up wo wish me luck ♪
[CHARLIE] At least
you could wish me luck ♪
A nigga move the weight ♪
Trying to get the cake ♪
I'm in and out of state ♪
At least you could wish me luck ♪
Too many niggas fake ♪
It's hard to tell a snake ♪
One more flip and I'm straight ♪
At least you could wish me luck ♪
I don't go hand to hand ♪
It go gram after gram ♪
Yeah, holla at me, man ♪
At least you could wish me luck ♪
Too many niggas fake ♪
It's hard to tell a snake ♪
One more flip and I'm straight ♪
At least you could wish me luck ♪
Wish me luck ♪
At least you could wish me luck ♪
Oh, yeah, wish me luck ♪
wish me luck ♪
All you got to do
is wish me luck, yeah ♪
[STERLING] I'm looking at
new stash spots already.
I know a few places.
[B-MICKIE] And I'm
still trying to find out
what the hell's going
on with this Bryant shit.
[MEECH] Rollie
take this ticket and address
to Northern California for me.
I need you to check out something.
Damn, I ain't never been to Cali before.
[CHUCKLES] Think I'm
gonna see Janet Jackson?
[TERRY] If your ass is lucky.
[CHUCKLES]
Want me to follow him?
Nah. I'ma need your help here.
I'll let you know the details.
[UPBEAT R&B MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
[STERLING] You sending niggas on trips?
And keeping that rat motherfucker on?
[EXHALES DEEPLY]
Sterl, yo, you my man a hundred grand,
but don't ever question
me about my business, dog.
- I ain't mean no disrespect.
- [CELL PHONE RINGS]
Hello?
Who did?
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]
[MARKESHA] Everything's gonna be okay.
Oh, my God.
[WHIMPERS] Thank God you're here.
Oh.
What happened?
These guys stormed in demanding
some money that Boom owed them.
[LAMONT] They tied us up.
Wait. D-did they hurt you?
[RASHEED] No.
Look look, listen to me.
I love your mother very much,
and I'm gonna take care of you guys
and protect you from now on, all right?
I love you, too, Tee.
♪
Look, we're gonna get a new house,
a place that we could call home
and start a big, happy
family and have fun.
♪
So, even though it's not a church event,
you actually gonna let
me model at Hair Wars?
Under one condition.
I get to go.
- For real?
- [LAUGHING] Mm-hmm.
Thank you, Mama. Thank you.
- Yes! [CHUCKLES]
- [LUCILLE] You're welcome.
- Ugh.
- [KNOCK AT DOOR]
I'm not dressed. Please turn around.
[SIGHS]
Look, Lucille, I'm sorry.
♪
I lost my way.
I want to make it up to you.
Yeah, I don't see how that can happen.
[CHARLES] The Bible
says love is patient.
Love is kind.
Love does not keep
record of wrongdoings.
Hmm, well, I do.
♪
[INDISTINCT CHATTER, TELEPHONES RINGING]
[JIN] Hey.
What's going on?
[BRYANT] Uh, Chambers is out.
Special Agent Alvarez is in,
and he's giving me a shot at K-9.
You mean us.
Of course, Detective Jin.
[EDGY MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
We got three witnesses
who saw you shoot Coach Winkie Johnson
outside St. Celia's gym.
Only three?
[JIN] We've got multiple witnesses
on multiple murders
and a handful of associates who
are willing to talk right now
unless you give us the names
of all of your local dealers.
[LAUGHS]
You guys think [TAPPING ON TABLE]
these scary-ass tactics
that po-po use on Miami Vice
gonna work on a nigga like me?
I'm a fucking G, nigga.
You better ask somebody.
♪
I think I will.
♪
Bring her in.
- Get the fuck outta here.
- [DOOR OPENS]
Babe?
What the hell you doing here?
I told them about the spot
near the Marathon plant
where Winkie's body
and that dude from the
drive-by are buried.
My agents are there right
now digging up the bodies.
She don't know what the
fuck she talkin' about.
I even told them where
you stashed all the weapons
in the ceiling at the gambling spot.
- You fucking skank-ass bitch!
- You wouldn't be shit without me.
Don't let me see your ass again!
- Fuck you!
- Fuck!
♪
We got two dozen people corroborating.
[BRYANT] Sit your ass down.
♪
- The names.
- [CHUCKLES]
[INHALES] Ohh
All right.
♪
All right, look
I'm willing to snitch
on C-Bubble and L-A Tone
from the Six Mile
Fat Cat bitch ass from the Eastside
Kwame from Schoolcraft.
And I can't forget
my cock-sucking Colombian connect Sina.
If any of them
motherfuckers got a problem,
tell 'em to come see me.
♪
What about Terry and Meech Flenory?
♪
[CHUCKLES]
[MEECH] Now, what the fuck you wearing
them Poindexter-ass
glasses in the house for?
[TERRY] Man, fuck you,
Meech. My head hurt.
I saw Zoe
who all but confirmed
that shit was Lamar.
That motherfucker
gotta go, Tee, flat out.
- [FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
- [CHARLES] Boys.
Um, look
I'm trying to make things
right with your mom.
So we having a family
dinner tomorrow night.
It'd mean a lot if we all together.
Don't trip, Pops. We'll be there.
Thank you both.
[MELLOW SOUL MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
[SINGER] Was it all for nothing? ♪
Was it a waste of time? ♪
[DOG BARKS]
Did they do all that fighting ♪
Mm, just to watch you die? ♪
I need you to leave ♪
[SINGERS] Leave ♪
[LIGHT SWITCH CLICKS]
Nigga what the fuck are you doing?
You been in the same
motherfucking spot for hours.
Did you at least eat something?
- [LAMAR SNIFFS]
- Look, man, at least, man,
go take a piss, man.
I don't need you having
no motherfucking accidents
in my place.
When I asked you about
being hungry, man,
that's not what the
fuck I was talking about.
You need to chill on this shit, man.
Don't nobody tell me
what the fuck to do!
You understand me, huh?
[ALVIN] The fuck?
Okay, chill, nigga!
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
[NICOLE HUMMING]
Mm mm mm mm, mm-mm ♪
Mm mm mm mm, mm mm mm mm ♪
All right, Salt-N-Pepa.
I'm just getting ready for Hair Wars.
Hey, I got tickets
for y'all and LaWanda.
She does not need to come, Nikki.
[MEECH] Smells good, Pops.
- [LUCILLE] Hey, y'all ready to eat?
- [TERRY] You know it.
[CHARLES] You look nice.
Who's gonna say the blessing?
The prodigal son has returned,
so Meech can do the honors.
[MEECH] Thanks, Pops.
Heavenly Father,
thank You for allowing
our family to reunite.
Bless this food. Bless everybody here.
And please give us the
strength to carry on.
- Amen.
- [ALL] Amen.
[TERRY] Pops, I see you
done stepped your game up.
No, just trying to give
your mother a break.
- [CHUCKLES]
- I can't remember
the last time we had a
family dinner together.
Well, I can.
I mean, you weren't here,
Demetrius. Mabel was.
Now, did you have that
affair with that jezebel
- before or after we ate?
- Seriously?
Fish rot from the head down,
which is exactly what you are,
sitting at the head of this damn table.
You made your point, Lucille.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
[DOOR CLOSES]
Sorry you hurtin', Ma.
Thank you, baby.
What is it, Demetrius?
Monique's dead.
My God, what happened?
They found her at a car wash.
[SIGHS]
What about Zoe and Tiara?
Who's gonna take care of those babies?
Moe's mom gonna take them in,
and you know I got 'em for life, Ma.
Lord, give me strength.
♪
Just so much bad news.
[TERRY] Yo, Hoop called.
K-9 and his crew got popped.
Word is he snaking.
[SIGHS]
[SINGER] Oh, oh oh oh ♪
Yeah, oh yeah ♪
Hey, Mike.
One of my dancers is complainin'
you not tryin' to pay her.
[MIKE] Thought I was good,
seeing as you still haven't
given me them two niggas
that you brought in
my rim shop to rob me.
How the fuck you get robbed gambling?
[MIKE] All I need is the contact info
on them motherfuckers, then
you and I straight, baby.
You know me well enough to know
you don't ask me no dumb shit like that.
Well, then pay me the
$100,000 that I lost
Get the fuck outta here, Mike.
That kitty wasn't even that high.
Well, interest is a bitch.
Get your Winnie the Pooh
ass the fuck up out my club.
[RAPPER] Get it on the back ♪
I'm tryin' ta get it on the back ♪
[BOAT HORN BLARES]
[MEECH] You late.
She got you pissin'
sitting down yet, nigga?
Sam already agreed
to let us clean our
cash at the gas station,
but where the hell we
gonna pack the cars?
I'm 20 steps ahead of you, baby bro.
I already locked down a spot
with Nikki's boss, Selena.
[TERRY CHUCKLES]
Nigga, why you smiling
like your nuts just dropped?
'Cause for once,
I actually agree with
your stupid ass, Meech.
Look, with K-9 snitching
like it's a fucking antidote,
we could be snatched away
from our loved ones any second.
And skipping town again?
It wouldn't be no different.
The D's our muh'fucking home.
I ain't backing down from shit no more.
It's our time now, Tee.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]
[TERRY] Damn. Good shit.
[BACKGROUND CHATTER]
[KEVIN] I don't even remember, like,
he still had that, like, built-up rage
from the fact that
Bruiser killed Tristan.
But, then, like, you know, TJ
Bruiser can't just let Menace bleed out.
Superheroes don't do that.
[KEVIN] I mean, all
superheroes have flaws.
Yo, is your eyes glitchin'?
I know you broke into my house.
Man, leave me the fuck out your stories.
Hey, man, don't push me again.
[MARKUS] Or what?
Yeah.
Fuck these wack-ass drawings.
♪
[BASKETBALL BOUNCING]
[CHATTER]
[OLDER TERRY] Everybody knows
Detroit's the car capital of the world.
But we also known as
the Black hair capital.
[ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
In 1985, a Detroit DJ
started a weekly party
known as Exotic Hair Night.
It quickly became one of
the biggest parties in the D.
Shit popped so hard,
they renamed it Hair Wars
and made it quarterly.
♪
[SCATTERED CHEERS, CHATTER]
Hey, y'all, I'm Hump the Grinder,
the creator of this hair
entertainment production
called Hair Wars.
[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE]
It's it's 6:05,
and that means it's time for
us to get all the way live,
'cause we gonna give it
to you the way you want it.
[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE]
♪
Come on.
Man, fuck lover boy, man.
I ain't goin' over there.
[HUMP THE GRINDER] Stylin'
Beauty Salon in Ecorse, Michigan,
is coming up with its own
Phoenix Is Rising hairdo,
styled by Selena Nargos
and modeled by Nicole Flenory.
[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE]
[MEECH] Nikki looking fly as hell.
[B-MICKIE] No doubt.
[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE CONTINUE]
[B-MICKIE] What's good, Pops?
- [CHARLES] Hey.
- [B-MICKIE] Ma Dukes.
- Hey.
- [LAUGHTER]
[B-MICKIE] How y'all doing?
[CHARLES] Meech told us about
your mom, Brian, all right?
Very sorry for your loss.
Yeah, I'm still trying
to get through it.
Hey, listen, you're family.
If you need anything, don't hesitate.
[TERRY] Hey, Ma. What's up, Pops?
This my new lady, Markesha.
It's nice to meet you two.
But you already have a lady
who's pregnant with your second child.
[CHARLES] Hey, maybe
we should stay out
Don't you think you a
little long in the tooth
- to be dating my son?
- Mom.
Your son is more mature than most.
- I'm sure you've had many.
- [SCOFFS]
[LAWANDA] Terry?
LaWanda, what the hell
are you doin' here?
I was backstage helping Nicole.
Oh, so this your new little plaything.
- Hmm.
- I can hardly recognize
the heifer without your
head between her legs.
- Oh, all right.
- [MARKESHA] I know this
bargain-basement bitch
ain't talking shit,
trying to have her hair
styled the same way as mine.
- Who you talking to?
- I'm talking to you, bitch.
- Chill
- I fucking hate your ass.
Fuck you, bitch! I'm outta here!
- Fuck!
- [LUCILLE] She ain't worth it.
[TERRY] Kesha, wait.
Saint, what the fuck are you doing here?
Checking out the show,
making sure you good.
- I'm good.
- Hmm.
You sure know how to get around.
But I'm gonna say this
once and once time only.
Stay the fuck away from Boom's bitch.
Who the fuck you calling a bitch?
- Hey, Kesha.
- Or
you won't be getting around no more.
Hey, fuck you, nigga.
Y'all have a nice night.
Get off me!
[BOAT HORN BLARES]
[WHITE HORSE'S "LAID BACK" PLAYS]
♪
[SINGER] If you wanna ride ♪
Don't ride the white horse ♪
♪
If you wanna ride ♪
♪
Don't ride the white horse ♪
♪
White horse ♪
Don't ride the white horse ♪
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]
White horse ♪
Don't ride The white horse ♪
Who the fuck is you?
Huh?
I said who the fuck is you, nigga!
Who the fuck is you?
[HEAVY MUSIC PLAYS]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
♪
[CLONED LAMAR] I get it.
Everybody you love is gone,
and it's all your fault.
Shit, ain't nothin' for
a nigga to do except
[HEAVY, UNEASY MUSIC]
♪
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
- [SOFT, DRAMATIC CHORDS]
- [LIGHTER CLICKS]
Look here, I don't know what
the fuck the Flenorys got on K-9,
but he sang on everybody except them.
Well, either he really likes them,
or they're just lucky as fuck.
Huh. Ain't no such thing as luck.
Bryant, you got a call on line one.
[BRYANT] All right.
This is Bryant.
[MEECH] Belle Isle,
alone, two o'clock
Got somebody who wanna
holler face-to-face.
- Oh, who the hell is that?
- [CLICK, DIAL TONE]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]
[RECEIVER CLATTERS]
[JIN] Everything okay?
Meech wants to meet at Belle Isle.
Alone.
I'll be back in a bit.
♪
[THUNDER RUMBLES]
[BRYANT] So
what the fuck is all this?
[MEECH] Remember you once told me
you had the power to make
a motherfucker disappear?
Well, call me the Hood Houdini,
'cause I can make 'em reappear.
Hey, Leander, you remember
Detective Bryant right here?
Uh, yes. I met him and his partner
in the interrogation room
at the Ecorse Police Station.
Oh, that was in regards to the
abduction and murder of Jay-Mo?
Uh, yes. I, uh, seen a
young man getting tossed
in a, uh, dark-colored Ford LTD.
- What, like a police cruiser?
- [LEANDER] Yes.
Oh, I wouldn't dare ask the
description of the abductor.
I mean, not with this big,
Black Cujo-looking motherfucker
standing right here in front of me.
Checkmate. Now what, bitch?
[CHUCKLES] That's cute.
- You still can't prove shit.
- [MEECH] Oh, I can't?
But you was the last one
who seen Jay-Mo alive.
And I'm guessing your arrogant ass
still got that muh'fucking gun, huh?
[CHUCKLES] So you
gonna drop that gun off
to B-Mickie in an hour,
or I'm gonna have them witnesses drop
a pretty little description
of your ugly-ass fucking face.
So what?
So you want Leander to visit
your commander in chief,
sing like Luther Vandross, nigga?
[BRYANT] Trust me when I say
I'm gonna wipe that
fuckin' smile off your face.
You can't, 'cause then I'm
just gonna send my condolences
to little Kevin.
[TERRY] And we got a police scanner,
in case you got stupid
and called for backup.
[MEECH] Yeah, you know, you
violated my fucking family
for so long,
it's about time I fucking demonstrate.
♪
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
I found a preacher.
Seemed decent, honorable.
I-I told him of my
transgressions, and
he thinks he can help
us with a path forward.
Yeah, uh
I found somebody, too
A divorce attorney.
What the hell are you talkin' about?
I'm tired of the fightin', Charles.
I don't want the kids
thinkin' that this is normal.
You have not been happy for a long time.
The dirty magazines, the lying, Mabel.
Truth is, I haven't been happy either.
This was not the life I hoped for.
♪
Maybe it's a good thing I got caught.
No more secrets.
We can start fresh.
God's giving us a second chance.
♪
Maybe God is giving
us a second chance
just not with each other.
[HUFFS] Lucille
♪
I never imagined life without you.
♪
[DOG BARKING]
[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
Uh what the fuck?
No, no, no, no, no. Wait, wai
♪
- Bryant.
- [BRYANT] What the fuck you doing here?
You snooping again?
Look, I know you're hiding shit from me,
but I heard the call
about Kevin on the radio,
and I wanted to make sure you're okay.
- What call?
- [SIREN WAILING]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
[SOBBING]
[CAR DOOR CLOSES]
[BRYANT] Stand down!
- Stand down! It's my son.
- [OFFICER] All units stand down.
[BRYANT] My kid!
[SIREN WAILING]
- [SOBBING]
- Hey, uh
Hey, Kevin?
- Hey, hey.
- [KEVIN] Dad.
- I messed up.
- [SIRENS CONTINUE WAILING]
- [BRYANT] Oh, man.
- [KEVIN] I'm so sorry.
♪
Dad, you gotta believe me when
I say that was an accident.
He he just wouldn't leave me alone,
and I didn't know what else to do,
so I got the gun outta the safe
It's okay. Look, look, I
know it was self-defense.
That's all it was, okay? You hear me?
Come on, I got you.
I got you, man.
It's gonna be okay.
I'm right here.
♪
Okay.
♪
I love you.
I'm sorry, Kevin.
- What Dad, what is she doing?
- I need you to calm down.
I don't need you to talk
to anybody, you hear me?
Is she arresting me?
- Dad
- Look, I don't want you to
say nothing to nobody,
Kevin. You get it?
- I-I said it was
- Hey, hey. I got you.
I'm gonna work this out, okay?
[KEVIN] Dad, I don't
wanna go to jail please!
- I said it was an accident.
- [LIN] Careful, careful.
♪
[DRAMATIC MUSICAL STING]
[POLICE SIREN WAILING]
[TERRY] No wonder Bryant never
came back with B-Mick's gun.
Yo, Meech, did you see this shit?
Or this one.
"Ninth Grader with Nine
Millimeter Murders Many."
They charging Bryant's kid
for Jay-Mo's, Kato's, and
that other little kid's murder,
which means B-Mickie's
gun is in the clear.
Yo
the eagle has fuckin' landed!
- And we got 500 keys?
- Hell, yeah.
That's what the fuck I'm talkin' about.
- Everything is tied up.
- Man.
Yo, B-Mickie's not, though.
Man, y'all bugging
if y'all think Bryant'll
ever go down quiet,
not to mention I ain't even
handled this Lamar shit yet.
I got niggas all over the city
hunting that muh'fucker down.
[MEECH SCOFFS]
Meech, let me holler
at you for a second.
[UPBEAT HIP-HOP PLAYING]
Bro, I did not get back
in this game to lose you.
What the fuck is you talking about?
We got everything we wanted.
The shipment from the
Colombians got that.
Bryant's nullified. The nigga's done.
Our expansion plans is in motion, and
Look, just let that Lamar shit go.
That motherfucker killed Monique
The mother of one of my kids, nigga
Nedo, Sockie, Darius.
That nigga went after
Nikki and threatened Mama.
Popped me and probably
popped your muh'fucking ass,
and you talking about reevaluatin'.
[SIGHS] Meech, we're not killers.
We're businessmen.
Speak for your-motherfucking-self.
[TERRY SIGHS]
♪
An investigation into your actions
will be launched immediately.
Hand over your gun and badge.
What possessed you to
suppress a murder weapon?
- Look, I'ma fully cooperate.
- [OBJECT THUDS ON TABLE]
- I just need to help my son.
- Well, you should've thought of that
before you broke the chain
of custody with that gun.
I get it. Okay, so so
what if I get Mickie to
confess to Kato and Jay-Mo?
And that at least takes
those two off of Kevin.
[GARR] There is no way
I'm letting you anywhere
near this investigation.
Look, blowback from this
is gonna be hard and fast.
B-Mickie's prints are on the gun.
A confession might soften the impact.
What if I took a stab at him?
All right, fine, but on one condition.
You take your ass home,
and you don't talk to anyone
unless it's me or
your goddamn union rep.
Hey, Jin.
- Thanks for stepping up.
- Fuck you.
I'm doing this for Kevin,
not your trifling ass.
[DARK MUSIC PLAYS]
[KNOCK AT DOOR]
It's Detective Jin. I'm alone.
Brian, I know you're in there. Open up.
- Come on, open up.
- [KNOCK AT DOOR]
[B-MICKIE] What the
fuck do you want, man?
I ain't got shit to say
to no crooked-ass cop.
I know that Bryant was
holding that gun over your head
and that you broke into
his house to get it.
And I'm sorry that he moved
your mother into that shitty
hospital before she died.
None of that shit will bring her back.
Look, what Bryant did was fucked up.
But they have the gun now.
And once they connect the dots,
you're gonna be facing
multiple life sentences.
Now, if you confess, I can
try to get you less time.
And when you're out,
we'll put you somewhere
safe for a fresh start.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]
I'd be in cuffs by now if
y'all really had shit on me.
You know that, right?
Bluffing-ass bitch.
♪
[OMINOUS CHORDS]
♪
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
[GUN COCKS]
[LAMAR] Looks like the rabbit
finally caught the wolf, huh?
Go ahead, then, shit.
I'll send your regards
to Monique go on.
This for all the fire
you hailed down on us.
But, most importantly, this is for me.
♪
I'm the nigga stopped
you dead in your tracks.
See, you learned something.
In order to take down the Devil,
you gotta go down to hell with him.
I'ma keep your seat warm for you.
Go on, bitch.
You twisted fuck.
This what you want, huh?
You don't deserve the easy way out.
Nigga, nothin' in my
life ever been easy.
Why the fuck would I put
your sorry ass out your misery
when I could just watch you suffer?
[SCOFFS, GRUNTS]
♪
You see this?
This gonna feel like a noose.
It's gonna get tighter and
tighter every day on your neck
until you can't fucking breathe no more.
♪
Go on, bitch.
♪
- [CHUCKLES]
- [MEECH] Smoke that shit.
[CHUCKLES, SIGHS]
♪
[INHALING]
[GROANS CONTENTEDLY]
♪
Keep feeding his ass so
we can keep him this way.
I threw a little extra in
there, too, for your help.
[DOOR OPENS]
[DOOR CLOSES]
[AMBIENT BACKGROUND NOISE]
[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]
♪
[DOOR OPENS]
The hell you cheesing about?
I took care of Lamar's bitch
ass just the way you wanted.
Yeah?
Look, man, I ain't
gonna lie. You was right.
There was a better way.
But now I'm asking you
to respect the way I handle B-Mick.
Now I know something's up. What's up?
[EXHALES DEEPLY]
All right, look
It's time for us to take
this show on the road, Tee,
and head back down south.
[CHUCKLES] Wait, wait. I
don't I don't understand.
You just said we got rid of Lamar.
Everything's done. The
streets is bleeding BMF.
I want more.
With the work coming in from Florida,
I'll be closer to the source.
What happened to womb to the tomb?
[MEECH] We men now, Tee.
Now, it's impossible for us to
run a crew from the same city
without stepping on each other's toes.
Besides, this how we about to blow up.
So you begged me to come back
so we could end shit like this?
We not ending a motherfucking thing.
Just changin'.
With me running distro out of ATL
and you still holding
shit down as king of the D,
we'll still be womb to the tomb,
just 700 miles apart.
700 miles apart, huh?
♪
[MEECH] And nigga, I'm about to
throw the biggest
going-away party ever.
I'm talking about the
biggest shit niggas ever seen,
and they gonna be talkin'
about it for years.
Yeah, I don't doubt that.
You know I'm still not over
this B-Mickie shit, though, right?
[RAPPER] My Adidas ♪
Walk through concert doors ♪
And roam all over
coliseum floors ♪
I stepped onstage at Live Aid ♪
All the people gave
and the poor got paid ♪
And out of speakers I did speak ♪
I wore my sneakers
but I'm not a sneak ♪
My Adidas touch the
sand of a foreign land ♪
With mic in hand
I cold took command ♪
What's up, boy? You want to
get one of these Polish dogs?
Now, you know I'll never
say no to no hot food.
[CHUCKLES] That's how I know you my son.
[BOTH LAUGH]
Hey, um, look, Pops
whatever happened with you and Ma,
just just know I-I always
want you in my kids' life
and mine's, too, so don't even sweat it.
♪
[CHARLES] Uh-oh, what you up to now?
Just thinking about
that glow on your face
when me and you used to jam
in the church band together.
[CHUCKLES] We did tear it up.
I'm surprised your
heathen behind remembers.
After all the sacrifices you made, Pops,
especially for our family,
putting up with me,
Tee, Nikki, and Mama,
it's the least I could do.
[TERRY] Ooh.
Yo, that's dope.
I hope you like it.
- Love you, Meech.
- I love you, too, Pops.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
- [CHARLES] Well I'll be damned.
- [MEECH] Uh-uh.
A wanderin' eye's what got
you in trouble the first time.
- [CHARLES CHUCKLES]
- Oh, my
Ma?
Which one of y'all's
gonna dance with me?
That's gonna be me.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[UPBEAT DANCE MUSIC PLAYING]
♪
[LUCILLE] Come on, baby.
Show me what you got.
[GIGGLING]
♪
I ain't get no invite,
so I really wasn't sure.
Shit.
You're not a part of this no more.
What the fuck are you talkin' about?
You my brother, B.
And the only reason
why I ain't send you where
Kato and your mama is yet
is 'cause I got some love for you.
Sterl saw you rapping
with Bryant's partner.
Nigga, I can never trust you no more.
Meech, listen
[MEECH] Keep my fucking
name out your mouth.
Don't call me no more.
Don't come around me no more.
- [B-MICKIE] Come on, Meech.
- Nigga, you dead to me.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[DANCE MUSIC CONTINUES]
♪
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
Man, fuck him.
That muh'fucker's lucky
he's not dead right now.
What up, Meech? This
your going-away party.
- So we gonna jam or what?
- Hmm.
Hey, Chuck, play my shit.
The ho love you, Meech.
[UPBEAT HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING]
[RAPPER] Smoothin' and
cane, I'm back to the game ♪
I'm out in the streets,
that's how I was trained ♪
You need to see it,
so why would I change ♪
This is for game,
they got it for me ♪
Out of the box, out of the frame ♪
[BRYANT] Hey, Kev.
Dad.
You're finally here to take me home?
Uh, not yet, man.
Hey, b-but, look, um, I did
bring your comic book and, uh
Uh, in case you wanted
to draw something new
while we wait, till, you
know, they figure this out.
Okay, come on, let's
let's Let's start now.
[KEVIN GRUNTS]
[BRYANT] Now, you know,
I had a chance to look at
your comic book there, man.
- [KEVIN] Uh-huh.
- That Bruiser character, man
he kinda look like me
a little bit, right?
Yeah, he
he basically is you,
except with glasses and just,
you know, a little cooler.
He's really durable.
He can probably jump really high,
but I had to try to balance it out
by introducing some really,
really strong villains.
[TERRY] Man, we don't ever gotta worry
about our lights being cut off again.
Putting cardboard in our
shoes to plug holes in 'em.
[HUFFS] Sharing bowls
of milk in our cereal.
Real shit, though, Tee we
did everything we said we would.
For real.
Yeah, honestly, I just didn't think
it would cost us this much.
[ROLAND] So you out to
become rich in Atlanta?
[MEECH] I might have
to go to jail for it,
but at least I know I ain't gonna die.
Remember after I got
shot at the Coney Island,
you told me you'd do anything for me?
You mind looking after
my mama while I'm gone?
[SCOFFS] Shit.
Just tell me when you
meet Janet Jackson.
And I want every detail,
down to the smell of
her motherfucking hair.
[CHUCKLES]
- I love you, dog.
- You already know.
It's your kingdom now, Tee.
Womb to the tomb.
[STEADY MUSIC PLAYS]
[MEECH] Love you.
[TERRY] A'ight, I love
you, too. Drive safe.
Don't be fucking all the
hos in Atlanta either.
♪
[ENGINE TURNING OVER]
♪
[OLDER TERRY] Meech was
looking for a new beginning.
So was I.
So we went our separate ways,
thinkin' nothin' would change.
Needless to say, we were wrong.
♪
Hey, Goldie, he good?
Oh, yeah, baby, he good.
What up, doe? What's crackin'?
I'm surprised your ass showed up.
You were supposed to be here yesterday.
I did bring some souvenirs for
our new business arrangement.
I know you gonna like that.
One thing about your
little cute ass, Meech
When you show up, baby,
you know how to show up.
I'm from the D, Goldie.
What can you expect?
Well, look, we gonna talk shop here
[GUNSHOT, PEOPLE SCREAMING]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
[SINGSONG] I'm back!
[WOMEN SCREAMING]
Where you at, Goldie, huh?
[GRUNTS] Uhh
[GUNSHOT]
[GUN COCKS]
- [GUNSHOT]
- Uhh
♪
Fuck.
[WHEEZING]
Fuck you, bitch.
This the last time you
disrespect me, motherfucker.
[GUNSHOT]
Ashes to ashes, nigga.
That's that nigga from the rim shop?
Yeah. And he connected in with
these cats from auto racin'
that sponsor his ass,
and them cats tied into the Mob
This cat named Robert Fulton.
And they gon' wanna know who
took out they biggest earner,
which means me and my sister
gotta get the fuck up out of Dodge.
♪
Sissy. Sissy.
Come on, baby, we gotta get outta here.
I'm not going anywhere.
Come on, Sissy, we need to
get outta here right now, baby.
We can't stay here no more. Come on.
Goldie, you know I love you.
I love you, too, which
is why I'm saying come on.
We gotta get outta here.
But it's time for us
to say our goodbyes.
[MONITOR BEEPING, VENTILATOR WHIRS]
I'm not ready to do that.
[SAUNDRA] But I am.
You got your whole life ahead of you.
I want you to turn the
machines off for me.
It's hard, I know,
but it's gonna be harder on the run,
and takin' care of me
[WHISPERING] I can't, Sissy.
I can't do that.
But you have to
for you and me, for both of us.
I can't. I don't wanna be alone.
You're not gonna be alone.
I'm gonna be right here with you.
Now go ahead and get to it.
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYS]
I'm not ready. I'm not ready.
♪
[SNIFFLING]
[MEECH SIGHS] Your sister
we give her her new beginning.
And I'm here for you.
♪
[MONITOR BEEPING, VENTILATOR WHIRRING]
♪
[SAUNDRA] It's okay.
It's okay.
♪
[SOBS]
Oh, Sissy, what I'ma do without you?
- [SIGHS]
- You'll be fine.
[GOLDIE SNIFFLES]
And we will see each
other on the other side.
Sissy, I done done some real bad shit.
I don't know if God
gonna let me through.
♪
[MONITOR BEEPING STEADILY]
♪
Sissy. [CRYING]
Sissy.
[SOBBING]
♪
[GOLDIE] Okay, baby, I
need you to listen to me.
Now I'ma need you to
go down to Magic City
and ask for this dude
named Rodney Green.
You tell him Goldie sent you.
He gon' take real good care of you.
Now, if Robert Fulton finds
out that you helped me,
he will find you and skin
your little ass the fuck alive.
You hear me, Detroit?
[UPBEAT ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING]
♪
[EXCITED CHATTER]
[DILLA] Big Meech in the building.
What's up, baby?
[MEECH] What's crackin', Dilla?
How you?
Yo, I'm actually looking
for a Rodney Green.
Green?
- He in the back.
- Okay.
So I appreciate you. Here you go.
Anytime.
[OLDER TERRY] Life has
a way of making you think
that you're on your way to
something bigger and better.
Hey yo, Remi. Yo, you
see what I'm seein'?
Well, I'll be goddamned.
[OLDER TERRY] Easy to forget
about those pieces of your past
that could come back
to hamper your future.
By the grace of God,
Meech and I had beat the clock,
and maybe if I had left the crib,
I would've become a
living legend like him.
But I loved my fishbowl
and everyone in it.
I was the king of the D
and had my queen by my side.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[DISTANT SIRENS WAILING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
[MARKESHA] I think we should
go house hunting tomorrow.
Okay.
[R&B MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
So how many bedrooms you thinkin'?
- [MARKESHA] Maybe four.
- [HORN HONKS]
- Yo, what the fuck? Nigga, go.
- Babe.
[TIRES SCREECHING]
[OLDER TERRY] But a new battle
for my kingdom had begun.
♪
[MARKESHA] Saint, what the fuck?
- [TERRY] Get down!
- [MARKESHA] Shit!
[GUNSHOTS]
- [RECORD SCRATCHING]
- [MEECH] Black Mafia Family!
[ECHOING] Family family
[PERSON] They-they joke a lot,
squeeze the life outta people.
- [SPED-UP RECORD] -
[PERSON] Eat my shit,
motherfucker! Fuck you!
[PERSON] What did you do, Terry?
[PERSON] A-a-answer
the damn question!
[RECORD SCRATCHING]
[TERRY] There ain't
nothin' left to do but fight
- [ECHOING] fight fight
- [RECORD SCRATCHING]
[MEECH] Get your fuckin'
head in the game, nigga.
[LAMAR] Meech and Tee
don't run these streets
- no more, nigga, I do.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
[GOLDIE] Your arms too short
to play craps with a god.
[RECORD SCRATCHING]
- [GOLDIE] I run shit.
- [MEECH] We-we-we
We from Detroit, we from Detroit,
we from Detroit
[PERSON] No matter what
your Black ass think.
[LAMAR] Nobody fires
a shot at Lamar Silas.
[RECORD SCRATCHING]
[MEECH] To me, it sound like
a nigga want back in BMF.
[PERSON] "BMF," season
two! Elevate! Elevate!
[ALL] Elevate!
[ECHOING, FADING] ate
[PERCUSSIVE MUSIC PLAYS]
[PERSON] Come on, yeah!
♪
Come on, yeah!
♪
Come on, yeah!
♪