Atlanta (2016–…): Season 1, Episode 3 - Go for Broke - full transcript

Earn takes Van on a date, still broke. Paper Boi and Darius meet up with a group of thugs for a deal.

Next customer.

Um, can I get a kid's meal?

Huh? What was that, sir?

Can I get a kid's meal?

Speak up. There's a lot
going on here, honey.

Can I get a kid's meal?

I don't see no kids.

Yeah, I don't have
a kid with me.

I'm gonna eat it.

Well, only a kid can
order a kid's meal.

That's not true. I
know that's not true.

Oh, yeah, it is. Only
a kid can order it.

So a kid has to wait in line
and order a kid's meal.

A kid can't get an adult meal?

Look here, sir, you have to be

14 or younger to
get a kid's meal.

I've just been made day manager,

and I didn't get that title by
handing out discounted meals.

Look, you don't have to be a
kid to get a kid's meal, okay?

Do you have to be a Evander
Holyfield to get the champ?

Okay, do you have to be
fucking Chubby Checker

to get the Chubby Decker?

Do you need to have
a long foot to...

That one doesn't
translate, but you know...

This is ridiculous, okay?

Can I just please
get a kid's meal?

Can I get a cup for water?

Sure. Here you are.

- Thank you.
- Have a good day.

Next.

(Kodak Black's "Skrt" playing)

♪ ♪

♪ Girl, I'm done with you ♪

♪ Girl, we done, it's through ♪

♪ I hit that for the work ♪

♪ Stick and move, then
I skrt, skrt, skrt ♪

♪ Skrt, skrt ♪

We need to get a new
revenue system.

I'm getting paid direct
deposit tomorrow,

but it's not gonna be a lot.

I barely signed anyone
up at the airport.

You only get paid a
commission, though, right?

(scoffs) You might
as well sell drugs.

Yeah.

How do you make money?

I sell drugs. It's lucrative.

Yeah, man, it's easy. People
are addicted to them.

Mm-hmm. Sell it
till you get rich.

How else you pay
for studio time,

clothes, videos, and weed
without a lame-ass job?

Yeah, but, you know,
you're more famous now.

Your profile's risen, which
means more risk, you know?

You can't go to jail, man.

We'll be careful out there, man.

Out where?

Highway. Got to
see the Mexicans.

Going to see the Migos.

You know I'm going strapped.

(blows)

(muted TV sounds in background)

Yeah, well just...

Just try not to die.

Every day.

Yeah, just so y'all know,

there's probably a bullet
in here somewhere.

Noted.

[(hip-hop plays in background]

(door opening)

- Hey, what's up?
- Hey, what's up?

All right, honey,
time to go to bed.

Hi.

No, don't get up.

I wouldn't want you to
have to pick up Lottie

and ruin all that you're doing.

I just got here.

I thought you were gonna
pick her up today, right?

Honey, is it really that hard

to help me out every
once in a while?

I even have to take her to
your parents' place myself.

Really, Earn?

Is this about having
to bail me out?

Please, you really think
you're the first boy

I've bailed out of jail?

Yeah.

EARN: I was working
at Al's all day.

Yeah? You smell like work.
What is that?

- Kush?
- Super Jack.

Nigga, don't.

Don't what? Be happy?

I never ride you for you
doing what you want to do

with your life.

No, you roll your eyes at
me and you call me crazy

any time I try to
tell you something.

I guess that's just me, right?
I'm crazy-ass Vanessa.

(exhales sharply) Whatever.

I've been inconsiderate.

I get it. I'm sorry.

What are you doing tomorrow? I
want to take you to dinner.

- No, it's too late.
- It's too late?

Yeah, you messed up.

Can I buy you dinner
and watch you eat it

from across the room?

You know, I can get one
of those corny niggas

to eat it with you. I
know you love them.

"Oh, I love your energy.
My dreads are in a bun.

"Hey, have you heard any
music from the '90s?

- "It's all amazing."
- You know what?

You're lucky that I
like corny-ass dudes.

Mm-hmm. Talking about you.

Why are you always turning me
into the angry black woman?

- 'Cause you are.
- Are you kidding me?

- I'm the stereotype?
- Mm-hmm.

While your ass, you
can't even take care

of your own goddamn kid?

I'm fine with being
a stereotype.

- It's working out great for me.
- Really?

Yeah, obviously I'm in a bed
and I'm technically homeless.

It's pretty great.

(laughing)

I don't know about all that.

It was a hard day. (sniffing)

- You like it.
- I love it.

(chuckles)

(groans)

Come on, dog. How are
you broke on payday?

What are you, "12
Years a Slave"?

Yeah, my name is "12
Years a Slave."

- The slave.
- Shut up, nigga.

You don't know his name.

I gotta take Van
out on this date.

And then the math of the
money I need for the week,

including this MARTA card,
I only have $62 left over.

Yo, yo, yo, $62 is plenty
enough to go on a date, man.

Well, you... hey, you know what?

Take her out to the
Indigo Lounge.

What's that?

It's a little spot
in mid-town I go to.

Taking a couple of my hos.
(chuckles)

You know, the ones I really
like, like Eve and Jessica.

Yeah, dog. It is nice in there.

And, you know the
best part about it?

They got the happy hour menu
popping all night after 7:00.

- Word?
- Yeah.

It's nice in there, man.
You'll like it, dog.

Drinks be like five bucks.

Should go check it out, bro.

A'ight. Bet. I'll
talk to you later.

Yes, sir. Hand dog out.

Yo, I know you was not just
listening to my conversation.

Girl, you are some mess.

Shit, I might just win tonight.

MAN: Hey, man. It's
gonna be quick, a'ight?

Don't let Earn spook
you and shit.

- Spook me?
- Mm-hmm.

Man, I ain't scared of nothing.
I got Daddy right here.

(hip-hop playing)

- You call your gun "Daddy"?
- Yes.

That's weird, man.

Is it weird when your
girl call you "Daddy"?

Man, that's completely
different, and yes, yes.

It is.

All right, what about Papi?

I know you ain't got
no problem with Papi.

Man, Papi, that's like...

Cultural.

Oh. Oh, okay.

Because it's Spanish, now
all the sudden, it's sexy.

Look, that shit always creepy.

Man, if a bitch
called me "Daddy,"

man, something wrong happened.

Real talk.

Yo, you not gonna see this,

but your assumed perversion
of the word "Daddy,"

I think that's stemming from
the fear of mortality, man.

- What you call your gun?
- Nigga, gun.

(phone vibrates) Hold on.

Ah, it's on. 9:00 tonight.

(trills, laughs) Let's do it.

I'm gonna handcuff the
briefcase to my wrist.

Why?

'Cause it's professional, nigga.

We ain't no duffel bag boys.

Okay.

(mellow hip-hop music)

♪ ♪

I don't... see any parking here.

I don't know. This is
kind of a weird street.

No, no, it's good.

I think we should just valet.

No, no, I'll find
street parking, okay?

Patience. Patience,
young Vanessa.

[(mellow hip-hop plays]

Ah, see? Perfect.

- Wait, here?
- Yeah.

- No, I don't think so.
- Come on, it'll be fun.

- Oh. Oh, no.
- There we go.

I don't know.

Why don't you go ahead and park
it right here, young blood?

Don't be scared, darling. Just
smellin' hard work on me.

- That's all.
- Oh, I know. I know.

No, you're fine till midnight.

Uh, you guys close at midnight?

Uh, no, no, sir. Street gang.

They... they like out
come out at around 11:00,

vandalize the cars
and joyride 'em.

Not a large cop presence
around here, huh?

Well, no, but the
towing companies.

But don't worry about
getting towed,

'cause like I said,
I'm out here.

You see these five cars, right?
These my people.

And if you eat over there at
that restaurant over there,

I'll come over there
and let you know

if you gotta move it real quick.

Okay, I'm sorry, but, like,

what kind of a
parking lot is this?

Because it seems janky as hell.

No, no, it ain't no parking lot.

No, I found this vest over there

at the Kroger shopping center.

And this here is a lightsaber.

Luke Skywalker.

- How much... how much is it?
- Uh, $10.

That's how much the valet costs.

- Well, $8.
- Oh, uh-uh.

Earn, you are taking my
car to valet right now.

I'm sorry, this is ridiculous.

- I'm sorry.
- $6.

- Good night.
- Come on, now.

Hey, we all we got.
Hey, come on.

EARN: $6 isn't bad.

Hey!

(funky pop plays)

I'm gonna hit it, man.

Both: ♪ Your ♪

I'm gonna hit that one.

Both: ♪ Good love ♪

♪ Deserves an encore ♪

♪ Your good love ♪

♪ Deserves an encore ♪

(music stops)

You know how to get
to Main Street?

Change of plans. Follow me.

(Shabazz Palaces' "An
Echo From the Hosts

(That Profess
Infinitum" playing)

♪ ♪

♪ All that diamond dust ♪

♪ Flowin' up your hose ♪

♪ Flamboyant obstacles ♪

♪ Deals made to cope ♪

♪ Wow Ignore the truths ♪

♪ Shots at all of
these soft, huh? ♪

♪ Ideas in recline ♪

♪ Rise of the lost ♪

♪ Yea, yea ♪

♪ Yea, yea ♪

The hell is this?

These niggas are tripping.

(music plays distantly)

Hey.

Did you get the handcuff
key off the table?

(Max P's "Gang" playing)

Hey, Qua. They're here.

Hey, yo, bring 'em in.

- What's happening?
- Ah, you know.

Busy, busy.

What the hell you mean, nigga?

- Trapping bored as fuck.
- (chuckles)

Yeah, but you know how it is.

- (speaks indistinctly)
- Oh, yeah, oh, yeah.

Hey, hold up, hold up. We
gotta handle this first.

Go on.

♪ And if my cuz slackin' I'll
pay to see my bro get 'em ♪

- (grunts)
- Sh...

You ain't gotta do this.

Please.

What the fuck?

(man crying)

Get this nigga his clothes.

(sobbing)

Please, man, Q, come on.
Don't do this to me, yo.

Hold up, put your clothes on,
man, it's cold out here.

- (whimpers)
- ♪ If you don't gang bang ♪

♪ Gang bang, gang, gang, gang ♪

♪ Diamonds on my neck,
my chain swanging ♪

(mouthing words)

(man mumbling tearfully)

Are you guys ready to order?

Yeah, I haven't been able to
find your happy hour menu.

- Oh, we don't do that anymore.
- What?

Yeah, we got a new owner
from New Orleans.

He's kind of changing it up.
We do mostly seafood now.

Not the tapas and stuff,
but it's really good.

Well, I think I'm gonna
start with a drink.

- Okay.
- Um, I was looking

at the Bayou Breeze,
but what do you think?

Should I get that or the wine?

Definitely the Bayou Breeze.
It's my favorite.

- Okay, okay.
- It's a house special, yeah.

Um, what are your
soups of the day?

We have Aunt Zora's
seafood soup.

It has a lot in it.

Like fish, crab, mussels, squid.

$28. Do you have anything else?

No, that's the only
soup we offer.

- No, that sounds really good.
- It's so good.

You're gonna love it.
Well, I was think...

You know, the shrimp puffs go
really great with that soup.

I'm gonna throw in an
order of those, too.

For free? (laughter)

- You can share them with her.
- Yeah.

It'll be a good idea.
We can share.

We'll share them.

Can I get you
something to drink?

Uh, tap water's fine.

Earn, I can't drink by myself.

Do you have a Miller High Life?

- Like the ones in the can?
- (chuckles)

We got a hipster. (laughter)

- Yeah.
- Okay.

Do you know what you want
for your entree, Miss?

I'm actually not sure.

What do you think about
the catfish filet?

Well, it's okay, but
actually tonight,

we have a special grilled
scallop and lobster meal.

It's incredible.

You guys seem like you're
having a special night.

That meal would be perfect.

- That sounds really good.
- It's market price.

- That means it's fresh.
- It's really fresh.

- Yeah, I'm gonna have that.
- Okay, great.

I will be right back
with those drinks.

- Okay, thank you.
- Thank you.

Who are you texting?

Nothing, no one.

What?

Oh, you're doing that weird

sad boy face you get sometimes.

That's just my face.

I have to look like that.

What, um... how... how's work?

Actually, oh, my God,
it has been crazy.

Did I tell you about that
girl, Janine, last week?

She was sniffing
Wite-Out in my class.

Yeah, I think... I want
to hear about this,

but I have to check on
one thing, one thing.

Hey, could you ring up my order

and tell me how
much I'm spending?

I just got something
that's market price.

Wow. Broke as fuck, my nigga.

Yes.

(man sobbing)

Please, y'all.

(whispers) Did you
check your shoes?

Why the fuck would the
key be in my shoes?

Stop being scary, nigga.
Figure it out.

You know what, Marcus?
I'ma let you go.

(whimpering)

You know my son, man.

- Please don't, man.
- Start heading that way, man.

It's all good. You'll
find the city.

(whimpering)

Shit.

(whimpering)

Ah, shit. Shit, shit, shit.

Oh, shit, shit. Oh, shit.

Hand me Percy over there.

No, no, no. No, no, no. Shit.

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.

(gunshot)

(gunshot)

♪ Gang, gang, gang, gang gang ♪

Hmm.

♪ Diamonds on my neck,
my chain swanging ♪

Did you check your jacket?

(exhales)

Yeah, man.

I just think we need

a chance as humans to... fail

in order to discover what
actually works, you know?

People don't think there's
a process to being happy.

(soft dinner music plays)

So what do you want?

I don't know.

I mean, I guess I just
want a chance to find out.

Who doesn't?

Mm.

I get the whole "follow
your dreams" thing,

but, um, our daughter needs
all the tools to survive,

and...

that includes you, Earn.

♪ ♪

I'm gonna go to the bathroom.

Uh-oh. Does she need
a brownie sundae?

We'll just take the check.

How about I go get
the dessert menu,

and I'll come back and we can...

Just get us the check and stop
trying to upsell me on shit.

You're killing me tonight.

You've been fucking killing me.

Okay.

(dinner music continues)

♪ ♪

(breathes) Fuck...

So, Al, tell me how you
disappeared and then show up

out the blue with this
big-ass order, man.

Man, you know I'm rapping, man.

It ain't been that long now.

Rapping? You just
got arrested, dog.

No. Uh, I didn't... (scoffs)

- No, man. Arrested?
- For murder.

You was locked up
for murder, right?

Now you back? Man,
that's kinda fast, dog.

Man, he nervous as hell.
Look at him.

He's shaking.

Well, it's a drug deal,
so it's total vibes.

Yo, yo, are we gonna... we
gonna do business or like...

(phone vibrating)

You gonna answer that?

(continues vibrating)

Put that motherfucker on
speakerphone too, man.

(clears throat)

Hello, cousin. How
are you today?

Listen, man, can you
do me a huge favor

and put $20 in my account, like,

transfer it over ASAP, like,
you gotta help me out, man.

- All right.
- Really?

(exhales/laughs)
Thanks, man, you...

You're saving my ass.

Okay, man, well, you
know I gotta go now.

Okay, cool.

So, what are you guys
doing right now?

You and Darius do that deal?

Do not know what you mean.

The ones with the Mexicans,
you guys had the guns.

You guys were, like, "We ain't
scared of you guys," you said.

Yo, okay, man, all right, nigga.

Sending money. All
right, peace out.

Man... (stammering)

- Good guy. He's legit.
- With all that, yeah.

He's cool. Why didn't
you tell him...

Stop talking, man.

It's weird that your
card didn't work

the first two times
they swiped it.

Yeah... [exhales] let's go.

Wait, wait, wait.
You're not tipping her?

Come on, it's not enough
that she makes less than you

because you got a dick?

Have some class.

No, I'm just here to see...

Mr. Fogle, they towing your car.
Come on.

Come on.

Hey, man, my bad for
all of them guns, man.

You know, we had to make
sure you was straight.

We heard some weird
shit about you, man.

(door opens)

Hey, sorry I'm late.

Paper Boi, right?

I'll fuck with that postal mixtape.
(Laughing)

All right, man. Okay.

- (laughing)
- Yeah.

Yeah, all right.

- Who dat?
- That's my cousin, Tanqueray.

I told you we rap now, right?

- No, word?
- Yeah, he good,

but he talks a lot,
you know, he crazy.

But anyway, let's
settle this deal.

- Let's get it handled.
- Okay.

Well, it's in the briefcase.

Uh, but I-I left
the key at home.

So... kinda stuck.

We can solve that.

See, we'll just take the money,

and y'all get to
keep the briefcase.

- It's easy.
- Cool.

- We see y'all.
- All righty.

Hey, yo,

what'd you call
ya'll group, man?

- We the Migos.
- Yeah.

That Four Migos.

We're inseparable. (chuckles)

(crickets chirp, owl hoots)

(inhales deeply)

Man, that nigga look like
he gonna die tonight.

There is a security job
at the office building,

so you could save for a car,

and then you wouldn't
have to take our daughter

on the bus with weirdos.

I'm gonna become somebody I
hate at a job like that.

Well, you're doing that already.

You know, being a
rapper is something

that a high school
kid wants to do.

Unlike opening a
fashion boutique,

which is super unique.

I know I have a daughter.

And I know she
deserves the best.

But I don't think I
have to compromise

what I want out of
life to do that.

Especially if I think it's
gonna provide for her.

You know me, Van.

I can do this.

I just gotta do it my way.

And if you can't do this

out of love for me...

Do this out of love for her.

That's some dumb shit.

That's some dumb-ass shit, Earn.

(sighs)

I'd like to report a
debit card stolen.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, champagne's the worst.

(Migos "Spray the
Champagne" playing)

♪ Oh, spray the champagne
spray the champagne ♪

♪ Spray the champagne
spray the champagne ♪

♪ Spray the champagne
spray the champagne ♪

♪ Spray the champagne ♪

♪ Young got the crown ♪

♪ Young, young got the crown ♪

♪ Young OG's they respect us ♪

♪ OG's young got the crown ♪

♪ Uh, spray the champagne
spray the champagne ♪

♪ Spray the champagne
spray the champagne ♪

♪ Spray the champagne
spray the champagne ♪

♪ Spray the champagne ♪

♪ Spraying champagne
on the sofa ♪

♪ End of the couch with
Louboutin loafers ♪

♪ 2,500 I put in the sole ♪

♪ We got the crown and
my, this is golden ♪

♪ Hocus pocus you know
that I be exposured ♪

♪ And I be thanking
God everyday ♪

♪ 'Cause it's chosen ♪

♪ So many gold chains on
my neck it turned gold ♪

♪ I be whipping and driving the
Lamborghini like it's stolen ♪

♪ Salute to the OG's who
gave us the crown ♪

♪ Shout-out to the migo
said biting the style ♪

♪ When I'm on stage
drippin' like it rain ♪

♪ Sprayin' champagne all
over the damn crowd ♪

♪ Ain't part of the squad
then don't come around ♪

♪ Ain't a young rich ♪