All the Queen's Men (2021) s03e09 Episode Script

Amp may have
just killed a regular.
How the hell did he do that?
Previously on
All The Queen's Men.
-You tell us why you in here?
-I told them about Sandra.
She said that you did it.
That detective bitch? Either you
trust her or you believe me.
I believe you.
Who could do some shit
like that? You goddamn pervert.
I know you're not telling me
that the motherfucker that
stole my money is in here
right now spending it?
You know when I was
eatin' her pussy,
she told me I was
the best she ever had.
You're dead.
-Who's that?
-His fucking wife.
It's a bomb.
-That nigga a cop.
-Who?
Casanova.
Do you really think I'm
gonna risk my investigation
to sleep with the likes of you?
You can give a nigga
a hug or something.
The fuck is wrong with you?
That nigga actin' a
straight damn ass.
I need my money.
You need to get the fuck
out of my house, you bitch!
-Got something.
-No!
-No!
-Good night baby.
Help!
Help me! Help me!
-You gotta get jumped in.
-What you mean jumped in?
Here you go.
We get even with him,
Ms. Tandy and her husband.
-The shit they did to me.
-What did they do to you?
They raped him with
a big ass dildo.
-Hey, Daddy.
- Hey, baby.
This shit's gettin' real hot.
The DA is up to something.
So you think you can
just fuck my dancer
and get away with that?
Dime! No!
Don't open that!
Did you move when she saw you?
I have information
on the investigation.
And I'll tell you
where the pressure is.
I want money, lots of it.
Your father is a very
interesting man.
Fernando--
No! No! Fuck! Fuck!
Bitch, open the safe!
I can't, my head is--
That ain't all you're
gonna fucking have.
Open the fucking safe!
My husband is running for mayor.
Please.
I don't give a fuck
about your husband.
You're gonna regret this,
I promise you.
If I have to ask you
one more fucking time,
open the fucking safe!
Holy shit!
What?
You gotta come see this shit.
Oh, shit!
-How much you think it is?
-I don't know.
How much is it, bitch?
-She got shit all up in here.
-She got all kinda shit in here.
-You should grab all that.
-I got you.
-Come on. Hurry up!
-I got you. I got you.
That's everything I have.
Nigga, go chain him up
or something!
I already took care of that
shit. That shit was easy!
Oh, shit. Okay. Fuck.
-Come on!
- Man, I'm coming,
I'm coming, nigga!
I want all of this shit, nigga.
-Fuck. It ain't gonna fit.
-Let's go. Let's go.
Let's go.
You won't get away with this!
I hate you motherfuckers.
Fuck you, bitch.
You won't get away with this,
I promise.
I promise you won't.
If you say anything,
I will air all this shit
out to the public, bitch!
Did Madam send you?
Fuck no!
She did. I know she did.
You better get that
shit out your head.
This is her fuckin' work.
Shut up, bitch!
You motherfuckers get out!
I wish you
fucking would.
Get out! Get out!
We gotta go. We gotta go. Move.
Leave her alone.
She ain't gonna do shit.
They took everything,
Took fuckin' everything.
Everything I had!
Yeah, yeah, yeah
They know not to play with me
They know I get it started
Ask me will I take it easy
Told em' that it's harder
Ask me will I quit
Oh no sir, I beg your pardon
They're saying
that it's light
But I turn this bitch
to darkness, darkness
The sun, it go up
We don't play around
I won't play 'bout
my dinero, dinero
Got some gangstas
in the cut now, cut now
And they're doing
what I say so
Rayshon!
Rayshon!
What the fuck you doing?
Stop him.
-You stop him!
-Yo!
-Come on. Let's go!
-What?
-Let's go!
-What?
-Let's go!
-I'm not fucking done!
Let's get out of here, yo.
-Go! Go!
-He had a fucking gun!
Fuck! Fuck!
-Madam, don't look.
-Move, Tommy!
Move! Move!
Let her go.
Let her go.
Oh, shit.
He killed my father.
I got it.
I got it, Madam.
-Fuck!
-I got it.
I can't believe this shit.
He did it!
He fucking did it!
We got you, Madam.
We got you.
I can't believe this
motherfucker.
Tommy, treat him right.
Yes, Madam. We got you.
Blue
Take care of her.
I got reinforcements coming.
-Okay.
-Take care of this.
Mrs. Watson, Detective Davis.
What happened?
-We were robbed.
-I see that.
Do you know who did it?
Is my husband okay?
They're taking him
to the hospital now.
Well, that's where I need to be,
with my husband.
I just need you to
answer a few questions.
Yeah, well, I would like
to be where my husband is.
-Ma'am.
-Yes?
Your husband may not make it.
This could become a crime scene
and if that's the case,
we need you to stay here
just a little bit longer.
I'm sorry, Detective Davis.
Who the fuck are you to tell me
my husband may not make it?
Do you and your husband
have a lot of enemies?
He's running for mayor.
Of course we do.
Yes, I know.
I've met him.
So then yes,
we have a lot of enemies.
So then, did you get
a good look at them?
No, I didn't.
I'd like to go to the hospital
to be with my husband.
-Just a few more questions.
-Talk to my attorney.
Your attorney?
Now, why would I need
to talk to him?
Is it because I see you have
a lot of sexual paraphernalia
around here?
Is that what it is?
Listen.
Lily.
Thank you.
I am so sorry to
hear about James.
It was absolutely awful.
He has a strong pulse.
Well, I'm trying to get
to the hospital,
but this person
won't let me leave.
Detective Davis.
-What are you doing?
-I'm trying to get a statement.
-Go on to the hospital.
-Actually, why don't you go?
You can leave.
Sure will.
Come on, guys.
Shit!
Blue, this motherfucker did it.
He actually
He did it.
I'm so sorry, Madam.
I'm sorry.
I don't how
I'ma go on from this.
I know.
Blue, you don't understand.
I do not
I don't think I can
get past this shit.
Madam
You're gonna be fine.
Fuck.
No, I'm not.
I'm not.
Madam, I am
I am so sorry about your dad.
Look at me. Look at me.
I really am.
I'm so sorry.
Fuck.
It's okay.
He always told me that
this day was gonna come.
He did. I just
I didn't think it was going
to be like this, though.
I know.
I mean, shit.
We all know that
at some point,
we outta here, right, but
This motherfucker.
Oh.
I know he was scared.
You think so?
What?
Madam, all the stories
you told me about your dad.
I don't think
he would be scared.
Would you?
Fuck, I don't know.
Madam, I have seen you face
some crazy-ass shit.
And no matter what,
you've remained solid.
You said he was
just like you, right?
He was.
So I don't think he was scared.
Not Cadillac.
You're right.
Yeah.
I guess it was, uh
good, him not knowing
what was going on.
Him having Alzheimer's and
He didn't have it, Blue.
What?
He was pretending,
for the FBI.
They was after him.
You know that.
He was fine.
He was perfectly
in his right mind.
What?
I talked to him
every fucking day.
Wow, man.
Shit!
Fuck!
Madam, it'll be okay.
It's okay.
What do you need us to do?
-You got him?
-Yes, Madam. I got him.
-It'll be okay.
-Shit
It'll be okay, Madam.
What do you need us to do?
Um, take him to the
funeral home off of Jones.
There's a guy there named Jesse.
Motherfucker owe me,
so just tell him I sent you.
He'll do it.
He won't even ask any questions.
Okay, Madam.
Go now! What the fuck?
Madam, that nigga Joey was with
the Concierge the whole time.
Nigga, do I look like
I'm in the fucking mood
-for I told you so right now?
-Madam, I'm not saying that.
But we do need to wait
for my folks to get here.
For what? Huh? The nigga's dead.
You shot him.
Madam
I know I got a couple of shots
in him, but I wasn't able to see
-if he was still moving.
-Okay.
Somebody needs to go figure out
if the motherfucker's dead.
I was gonna do that.
Go! And bring this
motherfucker back to me.
If he is, bring him here!
Yes, Madam.
Those are my folks.
Hey Blue
Take Madam home.
You ready?
Come on.
Bring me my purse.
So what really happened?
It was Madam.
Are you kidding me?
No, I'm not.
This bitch!
-She sent them here to rob me.
-Oh, man.
We have to do something.
And we have to do it now.
I know. But we wanted
to pace this thing.
My husband is in the hospital.
-Ms. Tandy.
-What?
Don't make it seem
like you care.
I do care.
You married that asshole
for his money.
And then you got into
all this weird shit with him.
Who did she send?
The kid, Rayshon.
The one you had tied up?
Did he ever say
anything about that?
He never said a word.
And the girl, Trouble.
And there was another
young dancer
that I've never really seen him.
Okay, okay.
I'll have them picked up.
No, I don't want them picked up.
I don't want them picked up.
Well, what do you want?
I want them dead.
I need to send a clear message
that they have fucked with
the wrong one.
-Then that would blow our moves.
-I don't care.
You know what Jack would say.
We should use this
as an opportunity.
Mm-hmm.
And we should.
We can make this about a crime
and the incumbent mayor.
You were robbed
in a nice neighborhood.
And now no one is safe
because of him.
-We can use this.
-What if he dies?
Then we can use it all the more.
Shit.
We have to pace
this Madam thing.
Damn.
Oh, shit.
Oh, shit.
Oh, fuck.
-Whew. Shit.
-Shit, yo. Go take a bath.
Nigga, here.
Put your clothes in here.
-Nigga, snap out of it, bro!
-Put your clothes in the basket.
-Go hit the shower. Go! Go!
-Go! Damn.
Jesus Christ.
Shit.
Oh, damn.
Man, he snapped.
He should've snapped after
what them bitches did to him.
Do you think we're gonna
get away with this shit?
Nigga, what the fuck
you talkin' about?
Look at all this.
-Bruh.
-Shit.
Okay, look.
We gonna split this three ways.
-Whoa, three ways?
-Yeah, three ways.
-Hold up, hold up. Nah. Nah.
-Nigga, I came up with the plan.
That's not what we talked about.
There's way more
than a hundred grand here.
We're only giving him a hundred.
Nigga, that's some
low down, dirty shit.
Hey, I'm sorry.
-Nigga, you know you ain't.
-Yeah, I am.
But shit,
that's what we gonna do.
-My dawg.
-Oh, man. Okay, look.
All right,
so we gonna grab his money.
-And you're gonna hide the rest.
-Yeah.
-Okay?
-All right.
-And if you burn me, I swear--
-I won't burn you.
Listen, we in this together.
Shit. Whew!
VIP ain't got nothin' on this.
These bitches ain't
got it like this at all.
There you go.
That's some cash.
Whew.
-He been in there a long time.
-Yeah. Shit, go check on him.
What? Hell nah. Nope.
I ain't doing that.
-Man, you ain't shit.
-Man, so?
Rayshon.
Hey, Rayshon.
Okay? Shit.
Rayshon.
Hey.
Rayshon!
What?
You all right, man?
I'm not.
Yo, what the hell happened?
I snapped.
I looked at that motherfucker
and I thought about what he did
to me and then I just--
I just snapped.
Damn.
Is he dead?
I don't know.
I need to find out if he's dead.
What you need to do is get
the shit out of your head.
I need to know, Champ.
Well, you have a hundred grand
in your pockets now.
I'm going to jail.
Look, they're not
gonna say nothin'.
How do you know?
All that shit they did to you?
It's gonna be all right.
He's dead.
He gotta be.
You've gotta get
yourself together, man.
I'm trying!
Look, we're gonna
get some sleep,
call the hospital
in the morning.
We'll see
what happened, all right?
Okay.
So chill the fuck out. You're
gonna lay low here tonight.
And we'll go to the club in the
morning like nothing happened.
Get yourself together, bro.
Get yourself together.
So clean up and come on.
Okay.
What'd he say?
He's fucked up.
He needs to get
his shit together.
I know.
I mean, he will fuck
this up for us.
He will.
But as long as we give him this
money, he'll be all right.
Well, I mean, you know,
Ms. Tandy think that
Madam did this.
I know.
Now, if Madam finds out, she--
I don't think she will.
I don't think she will.
I'm just sayin', like,
if she finds out,
this shit will be crazy.
Look, we just have to do what
we've been doing. All right?
Look, I'll stay here tonight.
I'll keep an eye on him.
See how everything goes.
All right. That's what
I was thinking. Cool.
Bet.
Oh, my God.
Shit!
I gotta move.
- You were set up.
-What the?
Who is this?
What the hell?
You were set up.
Madam did it.
She thought you would
go to the police,
so she had someone drug Sandra
and kill her in your bed.
We have the gun with
your prints on it.
Who is this?
What?
Someone that hates her
and wants this to end.
Get off of my computer.
You hacked me,
so I hacked you.
Who are you?
You should stop trying to
hack into others' computers.
We are better than you. I hacked
into your phone and hers.
Everyone you around,
the things they say about you.
Whatever.
You're full of shit.
I need some really
good fucking insurance.
What the fuck?
What do you want?
For now,
just to fuck with you,
but if you check into my lines
again, all the gloves come off.
I know so much, including
that you masturbate a lot.
Then we are better
at this than you.
Are you the police?
The police wish
they were this good,
but we can turn all
this over to them.
Stop fucking with my systems.
Shit.
-Damn!
-What?
Nigga, I slept good as hell.
Ha, 'cause all that money, huh?
You know it.
-Yo, let's get this split going.
-Okay, bet. Let's do it.
Shit, um, where's Rayshon?
He's not in the bedroom?
No, man. I thought he
was out here with you.
No.
-Nigga, check the money.
-I did. The money's good.
-Nigga. All of it?
-Yes. Shit.
All right. Well, shit.
Where do you think he went?
-Oh, come on, Rayshon.
-Nigga, call him.
Shit.
What the hell, man?
-You don't think he--
-Nah, I don't wanna think
that he went to the police
or anything like that.
-Well, shit, come on.
-Yo, where you going?
-Nigga, I'm gonna find out.
-How?
I don't know how.
I'ma figure it out. Let's go.
-Come on!
-Shit! Damn.
-Good morning.
-Hi.
What's going on?
What happened to
my guy last night?
You didn't read him his rights.
I did.
He had a lawyer on site.
You can't just let him get away.
Rookie, I've got this.
Go to your desk.
Go.
You!
-What?
-Have a seat.
What's going on?
Well
This.
-Shit.
-That's not all.
-Is this after the shooting?
-It gets better.
Well, shit!
Wait. This is all we need.
We don't need anything else.
-Maybe.
-What do you mean?
I'm concerned about
how we got it.
-What do you mean?
-This was all in your email.
What?
How long have you been
sitting on this?
I don't know what
you're talking about.
This is the first time that
I'm seeing any of this footage.
Have you heard
from your undercover?
Yes.
And what is he saying?
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Um, what's going on, Rodds?
We need to know
what he's saying.
He said that they tried to kill
him and that he's laying low.
Come in.
What's going on?
He wasn't just watching them.
He was watching you.
What?
You wanna tell us what
you were doing
in that dancer's apartment
all night?
-I was, um--
-Don't lie.
I wasn't gonna lie.
We had you surveilled.
So you think I'm with them?
Davis.
No. What are you--
what are you coming at me with?
We're wondering why you've
been sitting on this evidence
and haven't shared it with us?
I don't know. I don't know
where this came from.
This was not in my email.
It's been in there
since the night it happened.
What? Wait. Look, somebody is
obviously setting me up.
Oh, don't give me that bullshit.
-Just tell us.
-I am telling you.
Show her.
Show her.
You wanna keep on lying?
I'm not--
I'm not lying.
But that is you with him, right?
Look, obviously you
don't believe me,
but all of this is a lie.
What do you want us to believe?
It's some kind of body double?
Hmm? Isn't that you
with him right there?
-Yes. Yes, that is me.
-Damn.
You've completely compromised
this investigation.
No, what? I have--
No, I've worked my ass off!
I have worked hard
for this case!
You have blown this, Davis!
Wait, okay, just--
Look, I'm gonna
talk to your chief,
but believe me,
if I took this to a judge
Okay. We have video footage.
It's video, though.
That you sat on.
I have to talk to your chief
and the mayor.
With a reelection coming up,
he's not gonna want to see
this on a police record.
We have enough to deal with.
-If you could just give me a--
-Get out!
-What's next?
-Just get out, Davis!
You'll be contacted soon.
Shit!
I know.
We can't prosecute her?
Oh, I plan to use
every bit of this shit.
But it's all probable cause.
We can put her at the
scene of these deaths,
but there's nothing here to
prove that she's done anything.
We're so close.
Yeah. She is and has
always been a fuck-up.
You were right.
Go on out the back door
and lay low.
Yeah, I have my homeless
gear out back.
Okay, good. I'll let you
know how this turns out.
Sounds good.
Why is this nigga not answering?
I don't know, but
-Oh, shit!
-What?
What the hell?
What? What is it?
-That's that nigga.
-Rayshon?
Nigga, no. Look.
-Yo, ain't that--
-Casanova.
Why the nigga actin' like
he's homeless and shit?
Oh, man. This nigga at it.
I gotta tell Madam.
Nah. Not until we find Rayshon.
Okay, well, let's go see
if he at the club, then.
All right. Bet.
It's me.
Text me first.
Where's she at?
She should be sleeping.
No, I'm not.
Good morning, Madam.
How'd you sleep?
I didn't.
Madam, you know
you need your rest.
You want one of my cookies?
I can make one for you.
No, Tommy. I don't
want a fucking cookie.
That shit gonna have
me out for two days.
Did you get him
to the funeral home?
Yes, I did.
Look, I wanna have
this funeral quickly.
I want this shit over with.
Yes, Madam.
I can't believe this
motherfucker killed my father.
Well, took care of his ass.
Yeah, in a thousand pieces.
That shit still wasn't enough.
-But you know--
-I already know.
I know, but he didn't do
shit about his wife, Madam.
Oh, but he will.
He's just waiting.
He killed your father.
What were you supposed to do?
Well, if I know him,
he's gonna say that
I'm the one that
started it with his wife.
We just need to
take this nigga out.
No, we can't do that if we don't
have eyes on him, Tommy.
Madam, I can do that.
Y'all Atlanta niggas can't
fucking match with him.
That nigga's on a
whole 'nother level.
White House level shit.
Y'all are no
competition for him.
I understand, Madam.
Fuck.
We gotta think bigger,
way fucking bigger.
All right.
I'ma get dressed.
And go to the club.
Madam.
What?
What the fuck you think I'ma do?
Sit around here?
Look at the walls and shit?
No. I'm not doing that.
Okay? I'm getting dressed and
I'm going to the fucking club.
Madam, I don't think you should.
What the fuck did I just say?
Okay.
All right.
I'ma get dressed.
Madam. The club doesn't
open for a few hours.
Thank you.
I know that.
I wanna make a stop first.
Is that okay with you?
Yes, Madam.
I'm gonna go by the nursing home
and pay that bitch a visit.
Why?
Because I wanna find out
why the fuck
she didn't give me a heads up.
That's why.
I'll be back.
She gonna be on the war path.
You don't think she can
get any worse, do you?
Mm-hmm.
You don't think she's about
to go shoot up all them folks
in the nursing home?
What you think?
Oh, shit.
Damn. Who keep calling me from
an unknown number back to back?
Hello.
Your father is dead.
What?
He died last night.
Where is he?
He was at the address
I will send you,
but he's dead now.
You gonna tell me
who the fuck this is?
Hello. Hello!
Damn, Daddy.
St. Arbor North.
St. Arbor North.
What the fuck?
Damn.
Hey, what's up, Dime?
-Nope. Nope.
-Can we talk about it?
-Please.
-Did you fix my tires?
If I did, would you talk to me?
Did you or did you not?
-Nah, I didn't.
-Okay.
But you know I would have, D.
Come on, look at me.
Can't you just leave me alone?
-Look, I know you saw it.
-Saw what?
Listen, did you talk to Madam?
D?
Can you just leave your music
and head to the dressing room?
You heard what she said.
To the back.
Get your ass on.
-All yours, Dime.
-Thank you.
Here you go, Dime.
And uh, give me something
different for the third round.
Okay.
-You okay?
-I'm fine.
What's up with this nigga, Amp?
Man, he wilin'.
-I don't care.
-Yeah, you do care.
Okay, if that's what Amp
wants to do, then fuck him.
Wow.
Really?
Shit.
Y'all niggas talking about me?
-No.
-Yeah.
You wilin', bro.
And I wanna know why.
I already told you, dawg.
Dime came to my apartment.
Saw a gang of money.
Told my aunt that it was
her money that was stolen.
And my aunt took me in the
basement with her two goons
and tried to kill me.
Damn.
All right.
I mean, you're still standing,
though so, shit,
you didn't do nothin', right?
So that whole thing
ain't no problem to you?
You don't see that?
Listen, brother, the game we're
in, it's all about loyalty.
So you proved it,
so you're good.
All y'all on some bullshit.
I was just sayin'.
Well, say that shit
somewhere else.
What the fuck?
Man, I ain't got shit
to do with that.
-Here, Dime.
-Thank you.
Come on. That's
-Seriously, Dime?
-Let it go.
No. That shit was fucked up.
And you know that.
I know and I apologized, so
I'ma try to talk to him
'cause this
Not on my account.
He hates me.
Hates you? Dime, that man
was outside putting air in
your tires last night.
He don't hate you.
Did he?
With a motherfuckin'
air pump, Dime.
So when I say let it go,
let it go.
-Hi.
-Hi.
I am so sorry about your father.
-Are you?
-Yes, it's very unfortunate.
-What happened?
-Well, I wasn't on duty,
but Nurse Johnson was
here all alone last night
when it happened.
-Was that what she told you?
-Yes.
Okay.
Well, what do you guys
customarily do
when someone passes away?
Well, we take them
to the infirmary
until a funeral home comes
and picks them up.
Has my father been
picked up yet?
Yes, she took care
of that last night.
That doesn't seem a little
suspicious to you?
Oh, what do you mean?
Considering she can do all that
in the middle of the night.
We work with a lot of
different people
and we call them
at all hours of the night.
Okay.
Where was he taken to?
Um, it says here he was taken to
the Junior Rest Funeral Home.
Here is their
contact information.
-Thank you.
-I am so sorry.
Do you know what time
she's coming in today?
Um, well,
actually she called in.
She said she was gonna
take her vacation time.
She has an elderly mother.
And well, we're scrambling
to cover for her.
-Has she ever done that before?
-No. Never.
Okay.
Well, I'd like to
send her flowers,
so can I have her address?
I just wanna say thank you.
Oh, yes.
Yes, she would like that.
Yeah. She was always
so good to my father.
Thank you.
Oh, no.
Thank you.
And again, I am so sorry
about your father.
Take me to this bitch's house.
You. You just wasn't happy
until you killed him.
Shit.
I told you.
Let me take care of him,
but you just had, no, bring him
here to the great place.
Carla, how did you
even know he was here?
-Don't worry about it!
-Look--
No, you look
because you did this.
I asked you. I said,
"Let me take care of Daddy!"
I asked you!
I begged you!
But you had to get involved
and then bring him here!
You know, I'm not doing this.
I don't have time for this shit.
Oh, now you don't have time.
'Cause you got blood
on your hands!
You brought him to
this shitty-ass place!
Hey, bitch! Get your pussy
poppers off of me!
Bite you in your fucking face!
Y'all are some awful
motherfuckers!
-Let's go, Madam.
-Awful!
And this is who y'all wanna run
around here and call Madam?
Let's go.
Huh?
Why don't you tell them
your real nickname, SG?
Yeah, we called her Skinny Gap.
Gap in her front teeth
so goddamn big
she could suck a dick
and never stop smiling!
It's one of her greatest tricks.
Let's go.
Now your great trick is getting
away with murder, bitch!
Let's go. Not here.
-No, no, no, no, no.
-No!
There she go! There she go--
Yeah!
-Give me my fucking gun!
-Madam, not here!
You don't see these people
around here? You can't do that.
Okay. Okay. Okay!
-Fuck, I just wanna talk to her.
-All right, when you're calm.
Of course. I wasn't--
Move, Blue.
What?
What's up?
Carla
This is already very
difficult for me.
What makes it so
difficult for you?
Because I loved my father.
Marilyn, you don't know
nothin' about love.
You love money, bitch.
Do you know why I never
put my hands on you?
'Cause you know better.
No.
It's because Daddy
asked me not to.
Well.
Daddy's dead now, so there's
nothing stopping you, right?
You know what?
You're right.
Well, do something, bitch!
Do you need me
to call the police?
-Yes.
-No.
-But you can call an ambulance.
-For who? You?
That's when they
hold you down
Put the city on my chest
I'll bet they love me now
You ain't shit
You ain't shit
Before we got new kicks
We were walking 'round
in flip-flops
And bitches who spoke
down to me
They tryin' to
give me good talk
Daddy went and copped Jordans
Mama copped us Reeboks
And diamonds dancin'
on my wrist
Like I bought them on TikTok
Same game, you can't hang
Nigga, kick rocks
But listen, y'all can step it
So you know I have on no socks