Black Mafia Family (2021–…): Season 1, Episode 8 - Episode #1.8 - full transcript
- Hey, let her go!
- Help, help!
He just walked up
and started stabbing Darius,
and I don't got no idea why.
It's a crime
to lie to a police officer.
These the biggest
earners in my stable.
Nice to meet y'all, man.
Ruffle his feathers...
nothing else.
Damn, I guess Christmas
came early.
Autopsy report confirms
Jay Mo died of a single
gunshot to the head.
This here? Also done.
There was a nurse present
at Terry's second surgery.
I have reason to believe
the surgeon made a mistake.
We might have to adjust
our re-up schedule.
I'm not giving you
an extension.
Look, this chick's special,
a'ight?
Dead that shit
right here, right now.
You kill Meech.
- Talk!
- I been workin' for Lamar.
I want you to get out the game.
It's time to choose, Tee.
I said officer down!
Detective Lopez sustained
a massive brain haemorrhage
from head trauma.
I'm sorry. He didn't make it.
Ain't nothing like
when the weather first breaks
in the D.
Everybody be out kickin' it,
doing their thing
without a care in the world.
Michigan weather,
like life, is unpredictable.
Wait five minutes and
the temperature will change.
But the one thing that should
never change is loyalty.
- What happen to you?
- I'll be fine whenever
you do what the fuck I said.
Security on Meech
is gonna be light tomorrow
when he meets his new plug
at the repair shop
on High Street.
Man, you think
I'm fucking stupid?
Ain't no way
that bitch-ass nigga
gonna be coppin' shit
without no shooters.
Man, I saw his brother.
Meech ain't trusting
nobody these days,
especially not around no plug.
How the fuck you know that?
'Cause I'm fucking his boy.
Come on, now.
It's easier to kill a bee
with honey than vinegar
when you got that good-good.
Man, this better
not be no okie-doke.
I'ma scope the security inside
to make it easier for you
to take his ass out,
unless you worried about
doing it in your condition.
Just keep me posted.
Fuck. Fuck!
It's the police!
Keep your hands
on the steering wheel
and don't fucking move.
Young man,
I need you to step out
the vehicle slowly, okay?
What's the problem, Officer?
- I wasn't speeding.
- It doesn't matter.
Keep your fuckin' hands
where we can see 'em, okay?
When I open the door,
step out of the vehicle.
Come on.
This some bullshit.
I'm so tired of Ms. Khem's ass
giving us
all this fucking homework.
Bro, who you telling?
Oh, shit, check it out.
Yo, they killing it.
Oh, damn.
Okay.
Hey, check out
the moves...
Terry Flenory,
you need to come with us.
Yo, what the hell
is this about?
- Just go with them, Terry.
- Hey, yo, what the...
yo, I ain't even do shit.
Everyone, back to class.
Back to class.
Man, quit playin' and go get me
another piece of chicken.
You know
my mama don't like nobody
pickin' in her food
when she cooking.
You know
she ain't gon' say nothing
if you tell her it's for me.
You know Josie loves me.
I'm glad you think
somebody in this house do.
Your mama love me,
your daddy...
- Mm-hmm.
- Everybody.
What's goin on, Meech?
Man, what the fuck
y'all doing, man?
You're under arrest,
motherfucker!
Hey, get your hands off of him!
What the hell?
- That's some bullshit.
- What the fuck is goin' on?
Get the fuck off me, man.
Man, get off of him!
This some bullshit.
I'm reporting this.
What the fuck
is this about, Bryant?
Consequences, motherfucker.
Get his ass outta here.
- Let's go.
- What?
Man, you got me
fucked up, nigga.
Really? At my mama house?
Get your ass in the house.
Now.
I've learned a lot of things
in my life,
but the biggest lesson is
loyalty ain't a choice.
It's a lifestyle.
And that shit
don't come cheap.
We gotta be in here
because of that fuckin' cop
- Kato dropped.
- Where the fuck
- she's at anyway?
- Hell if I know.
- Maybe she ran.
- Kato didn't run.
Of course
Wet Dick Willie over here
is gonna say
some dumb shit like that.
Nigga, I ought to fuck you up
for saying some
slick shit like that.
Both of y'all shut the fuck up.
And chill out, man. God damn.
All I'm saying is, every time
somethin' fucked up goes down,
this bitch Kato
just happens to be around.
Yeah, I get that.
But if she wasn't here
yesterday, nigga,
I would have been done.
Look, what the fuck
do we really know
about this bitch anyway?
Shit. We know she ain't run.
But we still need to figure out
how to get outta this shit.
When the hook rolled,
we dumped all our shit
on the ground
so it was just laying
on the Rec Center
for anybody to take.
You know what?
I ain't been given
my phone call yet.
Sucka-ass cops.
Damn, baby.
Why you ain't come arrest me?
You know
I woulda came with you.
Is that right?
One of my officers got killed
chasing someone in your crew.
I'm sorry. I don't know
what you talkin' 'bout though.
Now I see
where your little sister
gets her bullshit from.
Yeah, Nicole
sat in that very seat
and lied to my face
about who killed Darius Grills.
His murder led to the crackdown
which got my officer whacked.
But despite all of the shit
you got away with,
baby sis is wrapped up
in the murder of a cop.
You might need a step stool,
hard as you reachin'.
Let's try this.
If I don't get a name,
I'll throw Nicole
back in the hot seat.
Maybe lock her up
as a material witness
and press charges
against your mom.
How long you think it'll be
before either of their asses
crack like an egg?
Take care, Meech.
I'll see you soon.
Oh, yeah?
When is that?
Oh, real soon.
My people found the nurse
we were talking about,
and she gave her deposition.
Nurse Alicia Green smelled
alcohol on the surgeon's breath
during Terry's second surgery.
I went to the hospital
and threatened to go public...
And they offered
another settlement?
Mm-hmm.
$230,000?
After fees,
you'll be in the neighbourhood
of $150,000.
Oh, my goodness.
Oh, my goodness, Charles.
This is as good
as an offer
we'll get
without going to trial.
And in this case,
I don't wanna chance that.
So would you like
to accept the settlement?
Yes.
Yes, we would.
Of course we would.
Great.
I'll just need the two of you
and Terry to sign these papers,
and we'll move
this process along.
I-I'd just like to apologise
and, um, say thank you.
You're very welcome.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
one-time had us
on some bullshit!
They know. They know it.
That's why they had
to let our asses go.
And we stepping out this bitch
on some straight up
mafioso-type shit. You feel me?
Why are we letting 'em go?
Because we didn't bust
any of them with drugs
and got nothing for the DA
to make a case
on Lopez's murder.
Then why did we
pull them off the street?
Because one
of our own was killed.
Like watching
a shitty-ass toilet overflow.
Thanks for the visual.
I don't want
any of these assholes
moving so much as a nickel bag
without us
raining down on them.
That entire area
stays on lockdown
until one of them
comes forward.
Dublin, Hall, I want you
on the Rec Center.
You got it.
Okay. So what am I doing?
I'm still not sure what side
of the field you're playing.
So until further notice,
you're on desk duty.
I need you to come with me.
So what you tell
the po-po?
Shit.
Told 'em
I didn't know what the hell
they was talking about.
But I'ma be real.
It was hard as hell lookin'
at them photos of that cop.
I still can't believe
he's dead.
Shit, don't trip.
You did the right thing.
Thanks.
Thanks for saying that.
Hey, how you get wrapped up
in this life anyway?
Man, me and my moms
used to get into it
all the damn time
to where I ended up
moving from Tennessee
to stay with my pops
when I was 12 years old.
He used to hustle everything.
I'm talking 'bout scripps
and auto parts.
So I used to just chill
with him and his boys
in the basement,
soaking up knowledge and shit.
You know, my best friend
Roly and I,
we used to drive
all the way to the Eastside
and go check out Maserati Rick
and his crew at the carwash
- to peep game.
- Damn, my pops and them
used to always
talk about that spot.
Shit, we used to be
over there all the time.
Shit, I probably knew
your pops.
What's his name?
Cliff. Clifford Forday.
But everybody
used to call him C-Luv.
That's what's up.
Who he used to run with,
the Delray Boyz?
Nah, it was the BKs, I think.
Somethin' like that.
Now that's a blast
from the past.
It should be.
Shit, a gang of Black dudes
calling themselves
the Black Killers?
What?
Man.
You a good soldier, Kato.
You work hard,
and you got a good head
on your shoulders.
Thanks.
That means a lot
coming from you.
What up, doe?
Shit, I'm on my way.
Just got a hit on Lamar.
He holed up in a spot
on Joy Road.
I would say
that this is hurting me
more than it's hurting you,
but... I'd be lying.
Okay. Almost there.
Almost there.
Almost there. Almost there.
Fuck! Ow!
Just hurry the fuck up.
So what,
you want me to hurry up
and do a fucked up job?
Or do you want me to take
my time and get it right?
Relax. It's almost done.
See? Hard part is over.
That wasn't bad.
Dawg, ain't you supposed
to cover these people
with sheets or something?
Man, that's gonna block
my eye candy.
You see the titties
on that bitch?
God damn, that's my baby
right there.
You fuckin' sick
in the head.
You ain't got no pain meds
or something?
Pain med...
Do... do it look like
anybody here'd need pain...
Raise your hand
if you need pain medicine.
Raise your...
raise your hand
if you need pain medicine.
Looks good, though.
All right, now get
the fuck out of here.
Oh, yeah, and one more thing.
Get his ass a lollipop.
- Hell nah.
- Man, get out of here.
Hey, yo, bro,
we was rollin' over to Rouge
and we saw the Thunderbird
Lamar been whipping around in.
What happened to his other car?
Look like he ditched
that shit with the devil
fucking an angel ornament.
He in there,
'cause there's blood
all in this muh'fucker, man.
Shit, let's go get
this motherfucker then.
No, let's get this nigga.
Music in Detroit
was different.
And I ain't just talkin'
about Motown and Eminem.
DJs like the Wizard and Mojo
were always putting us up
on new, eclectic shit
to ride on...
like this.
Ow, think I need to get
comfy before we get it in.
Let me... ooh, that is
a motherfucking areola!
Now, what the fuck type
of freaky-ass shit is this?
Yo, this is a motherfuckin'
mortuary, nigga,
so have some fucking respect.
Nigga, you sick motherfucker,
talking about respecting...
you fuckin' dead bodies
in here!
- Wha...
- We looking for Lamar.
Well, this is Coco.
This is Tanya.
I'm Alvin, and I don't know
who Lamar is.
Check every casket and room
in this toe-tag bash
'til we find his ass.
If that nigga in here,
you gonna be laying right next
to that dead-ass bitch.
- Hey, baby.
- Hey.
You dropped somethin'.
What's this?
Pastor Swift suggests I think
about starting a car service.
Now you taking advice from him?
You know I've been talkin'
about this for a minute now.
Babe, this money is Terry's.
It's not ours.
And that's if he decides
to accept the settlement.
He don't deserve it.
After what him and his brother
put us through?
Baby, what's for us
will be for us.
And whatever Terry decides
to do with that money,
that's on him.
We gon' be fine.
And that right there
is dominos, bro!
Hey, yo, yo, yo,
hold up, hold up.
I been thinking 'bout names
for the crew.
What y'all think
about the Mafia Family?
Ooh, shit. That's fresh.
Y'know, that's how we roll.
- Right.
- Tight like a family.
Except we ain't Italian though.
We Black, motherfuckers.
So?
Ain't no Black Italians around
this motherfucker nowhere?
- Dawg, stop while you ahead.
- A'ight.
Both y'all. 15.
I know your fat ass
ain't talkin',
wearin' that baby powder
and shit.
What took y'all so long?
Somebody called
with a bead on Lamar.
But he was on some Casper shit
for real.
Man, fuck Lamar.
We need to concentrate
on moving these damn bags.
Yo, Capone and Gotti,
come help me count this.
You ain't
my damn boss.
Man, it's all good.
You know, time's running out.
We got two days
to re-up, nigga.
Shit, we might
just have to bounce.
How the Eastside looking?
Gravy,
if we find a spot.
But there is a local crew
that roams the area.
It's better to deal with them
than one-time, nigga.
Yeah, but they probably
not finna to just roll over
without no funk shit.
Yeah, well,
that's what I'm counting on.
Terry, here's
your settlement check.
The money will be held
in a trust for Terry
until he turns 18.
He can't spend it before then.
I'm... I'm sorry.
I just wanna make sure
I'm hearing this correctly.
You're saying that nobody
in the family
has access to the money?
Parents can invest the money
with permission
from the surrogate's court.
Wait, wait, wait, hold up.
So a doctor messes up my sight,
and the money
that I was awarded,
I can't do anything with
without the permission
of a judge or my parents?
Like, how the hell
is that fair?
It's not.
It's a mess the man is trying
to pull to keep us in the dark.
If y'all wanna spend money,
come to an agreement.
I can help you get permission
from the judge.
This some bullshit.
Charles...
Mrs. Flenory, this is
actually a nice settlement
your family can use
for years to come.
Congratulations.
Thank you.
Yo, what's up, Detroit?
This is your main man
DJ Big 10
turning up
your afternoon drive on WJLB.
I hope everybody out there
is enjoying this weather
- on this beautiful...
- You supposed
to buy something first.
I'm tryin' to buy
$50 worth of crack.
Nigga, not from us.
Gotta buy some shit
'fore we serve you.
Come on. You know that.
You said there was
a local crew out here.
You know who supplies 'em?
No.
Neither do I.
But we damn sure
about to find out.
Showtime.
Y'all two ugly motherfuckers
must not be from 'round here,
so I'ma only say this once.
Y'all get the fuck out my hood.
See, we got a simple nigga.
Hey, look,
we don't take orders, nigga.
We give 'em.
You heard this box-fade-wearin'
motherfucker, man?
Sound like
somebody else disagrees.
Yo, yo, what the fuck
is going on, man?
You must not know
who you fuckin' with.
And I don't give a fuck.
A'ight, everybody
calm they happy asses down.
My man, let me holla
at you real quick.
Boy, if you don't get the fuck
out my face, man...
Why don't you take me
to your boss?
Shit, you're looking at him,
you Billy Dee-lookin'
motherfucker.
Shit, I doubt that.
It's clear you carrying weight,
so if you the boss,
you ain't that damn smart.
Smart enough.
Yo. Ain't no disrespect.
I'm just statin' facts.
Now, what would
your real boss say
if he found out
that I tried to offer him
a better price
and purer weight,
but you fucked it up?
Where would that put
your ass at, huh?
- Yes, sir!
- Oh!
Y'all know each other?
Yeah, I know 'em.
Man, fuck them
light-skin niggas.
Man, shut up, Saint. Meech!
Terry, baby. What's up?
What's going on?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
I want you to meet Tracy.
Y'all gettin' in on the action?
Well, damn, give me a minute.
Let me check
the lay of the land first.
Hey, man, you
talking all this shit.
Man, pick up them dice.
Roll them dice, bro.
For what nigga?
I'm gon' keep
cracking your head
like I been doing all night.
Let's do this, all right? 20.
No, matter of fact,
make it 40 on 6-8.
- Ooh.
- You got that?
Double up.
- Damn.
- Oh, shit.
I ain't gonna be
stupid like y'all.
Come on, Ponytail. I got a 5.
You can bet that shit.
Ooh, crazy no more.
See y'all niggas getting
a little money.
God damn! See, that's why...
- Yeah.
- It's your fault!
Yeah, baby.
That what I'm talking 'bout.
That what I'm talking 'bout.
Yeah, man. Yeah, yeah.
You know what I'm saying?
Hey Meech, let me rap at you.
Man, I hate sitting down
and chopping it up
after a loss.
Wins and losses
are part of this.
You gon' get both if you keep
fucking around in this game.
You know, me and Tee
walked away from Pat,
'cause we was tired of losing.
Yeah.
Yeah, I heard about that.
So is that why you been
roaming around town
fuckin' up my business?
Look, we actually trying
to do the opposite, nigga.
What's that?
We trying to bring you
more business.
Nigga, do I look like
I need some more business?
Come on, man.
I like the fact
that you even had the audacity
to try to even make this play.
Shit, that's the only way
you get ahead.
And trust me when I tell you,
me and Tee,
we gon' do exactly
what we tell you we gon' do.
Yeah, I know.
I can see it in your eyes.
Stay the fuck out my lane.
Hey, Boom, you ever heard
of an old head named C-Luv?
Used to roll with the BKs?
Oh, yeah.
That crazy motherfucker?
But yeah,
that nigga wasn't no BK.
He was with the Delray Boyz.
Lamar Silas used to roll
with them too?
Hell yeah.
Both they crazy asses.
Cool.
Hey, remember
what I said, Meech.
I'm tired as hell.
Yeah, Meech got us
all grindin' like crazy.
You think he's onto us?
Nah, I woulda
heard about that.
I was nervous as hell
when he said, "Come with me."
I thought you sold me out.
Hmm. Is that right?
Wha... I mean, y'all go way back.
I don't know.
Look, Meech is like
fam, a'ight?
But he can't make me
feel like you do.
What are we gonna do
about Lamar?
We missed our shot yesterday,
and it's not like
I'm tryin' to call this nigga
again and set up another meet.
Let's use the one
you still got.
I mean, you told him
Meech is meeting up
with a plug tonight, right?
Yeah, but I made
that shit up on the fly.
Lamar don't know that.
So... so we just play
like we still on?
Hell yeah.
Then I'll show up
to the meeting
instead of Meech.
Kill his ass. Simple.
Mm.
Mmm.
You...
are a very...
smart boy.
Mm.
I got it all worked out. Trust.
Uh, uh.
But don't miss or get
picked up by the cops again,
all right,
'cause he'll kill my ass.
Tell that motherfucker
to meet you at Visger Bar
for a celebratory drink
after he kills Meech.
That way, if anything
goes down, Lamar'll show up.
But you already got
the drop on him.
Look, don't trip, a'ight?
I'll page your ass
as soon as I kill
that crazy-ass motherfucker.
Yeah?
I wanna show y'all something.
Jay Freedman lives here.
He owns a car service.
Sometimes I drive for him
on the weekend.
Charles, we talked about this.
We talked about us
using the settlement money.
This would be for Terry.
Now why doesn't this man
have his own office?
Jay's wife got sick last year,
so he began working from home.
Now he's selling this business
so he can devote all his time
to taking care of her,
and business ain't bad.
He makes about $85 a day after
paying for the driver and gas.
Oh, wow.
That's, like... that's 600 a week
with just four cars.
That man's clearing
close to 125K annually.
People gon'
always need a ride, son.
That's what makes this
a solid business investment.
So you're trying
to bring me in on this?
Like I said, the goal
is to give this to you.
I could drive until
you get the proper license,
and your mom could quit working
at the restaurant and help out.
You'd be in the black
after a year.
If we could get another car,
this place would
practically pay for itself.
Terry, this could be
your way out
for you and your family.
This could be a win-win
for us all.
Black folks rarely
have businesses
to pass down to they kids.
I know I ain't got
nothing for y'all.
This would be an opportunity
for you
to do that for Terry Jr.
Yeah, I hear you, Pops, I do,
but I just... I need time
to think about all this.
All right. All right.
Duke. Hey, Duke.
What's cracking?
What up, doe?
I just fixed your speaker.
And put in that stash spot
you asked about.
Oh, yeah?
- Hop in. Lemme show you.
- A'ight.
Yo.
Yo. What up, doe?
Nigga, Duke just gamed me
on some next-level stash.
Oh, Duke did what Duke does,
huh?
- Hell yeah.
- That's what's up.
Broke up 'ol girl or something?
Hell yeah,
I been did that shit.
Oh, yeah?
- That's what's up.
- Yeah.
Hey, you consider her loyal?
Yeah, she straight.
So you trust her
with your life?
How 'bout mine? Or Terry's?
- Yeah.
- My bad, dawg.
This whole Lamar shit
has got me on one right now.
I'm re-evaluating everything.
But loyalty can never
be taken for granted.
I already know.
I appreciate you,
dawg, for real.
I appreciate you.
Everything you've been doin'
with us, man.
If I could get these fools
to be as half as loyal as you,
yo, we'd already be
running this fucking city.
Look, I need
to tell you something.
Kato's been working with Lamar.
I already knew.
I had to check the loyalty
around me and my brother.
What?
What the hell you was gon' do
if I ain't told you?
Look, she came to me
because she don't wanna fuck
with Lamar no more.
But Kato wasn't going down
like that,
so we came up with a plan
to pop Lamar's ass
at the repair shop
on High Street.
That crunchy-ass
Black motherfucker is crazy,
but he ain't no goddamn fool.
He woulda have seen
that shit a mile away.
Unless we want him to.
So what'd you find out
about ol' girl?
She straight.
What about your boy Lamar?
Still got a bounty on his head.
I heard you got that
settlement, Terry Flenory.
Did Mom and Pops
try to convince you
to put that shit
to college or some shit?
Nah, not at all.
Yeah, right, nigga.
So look, what you think
about BMF?
The hell that stands for?
Big Meech Flenory, nigga?
Hell nah, nigga.
You think
I'm conceited or something?
Don't answer that.
BMF stands
for Black Mafia Family, fool.
And it represents
everything we about, Tee.
Shit, we Black,
our crew is structured
like the mafia,
and we all a family.
A'ight.
Yeah, I mean, it's a'ight.
Nah, that shit is dope as fuck.
- I ain't gonna lie.
- Yeah, you know it.
That shit is dope.
Hey, yo, we killed it
running out of the store.
Yeah, and I made
a little deal with Saint
promising five keys of his own
to smooth shit out.
Nigga, that's all our shit.
I know, Tee.
Shit, we could always cop more.
Look, if you don't wanna do it,
take me to Big L,
and I'ma do it myself.
No. No. Ain't shit happening.
You see, that's the difference
between us.
You always asking
for permission
instead of just taking
what's rightfully yours.
Niggas would still be slaves
or riding
in the back of the bus
fucking with a nigga like you.
If we piss this lady off...
We not, a'ight?
Just bring me with you.
I promise I'm gonna get us
double the work we had.
God damn. All right. Fine.
Man, this bitch done set me up.
You tried to play me.
Get your motherfucking ass up.
C'mon. Let's go.
- Get your fucking hands off me.
- Cause a scene if you want.
I will smoke you and everybody
else in this bitch.
Lamar, let me explain.
You tried to lure me there
so your boyfriend
could pop my ass, huh?
No. No, Lamar...
You think I'm fucking stupid?
I know you are,
Black motherfucker.
You think
we actually give a fuck
about a rat bitch
workin' for you?
I'm sorry, Kay.
Man, ain't this a bitch?
Nigga used you to get to me.
Look at me, motherfucker.
Did you shoot
my fucking brother?
Don't even matter, nigga.
You already dead.
I'ma watch your ass suffer.
I love you.
I love you too, boo.
Yo, B. B, we gotta go. Now!
I fucked up, Meech.
I can't believe
I killed my baby.
She would've broke your heart
sooner or later.
Sometimes it's better
to just rip the Band-Aid off
and deal with the pain.
That's coming
from a motherfucker
who don't love nobody
but his goddamn self.
Kato was the first girl
I loved.
And I burnt that shit
for your ass.
B, we family.
And family do
whatever they gotta do
to protect one another.
Man, fuck you.
Mama, how you doing?
Brian, I don't want you
driving like this.
Now, you go lay
on that couch, you hear me?
A'ight, that's what I'll do.
Sorry for being here.
His girlfriend just
broke up with him.
That's why you turned my house
into a den of iniquity?
I was just passing through.
I notice your guards
aren't in front
of the house anymore.
Y'all don't have
nothing else to worry about.
What have you done, Demetrius?
Protected our family.
Mama, this ain't your fault.
That don't make me
feel no better.
I don't know
who the hell you are anymore.
I'm still your first born.
I promise.
Yes, you are.
But you broke that seal
a long time ago.
What the fuck is this place?
This is where Big L
keep all her shit.
Check this out.
Yo, Mee... Meech, c'mon.
Stop being like a little kid
in a candy store.
Put that shit down.
Nigga, I can't help it,
all right?
I'm geek. Fuck.
You don't even know
what happened last night.
Last night?
Hell no. God damn!
That piece is from Japan's
Shigaraki Kilns
during the 19th century
Meiji period.
And it costs $250,000.
So unless you plan
on buying it,
I suggest you take your hands
off my merchandise
and get the hell out
of my gallery.
I don't do business
with you, Meech.
Not directly,
but my hands have been
on every fucking dollar
in that bag
that my brother's
about to give to you,
so I think
that I'm connected enough
to tell you that our business
is expanding.
But we need more product.
Ten keys should suffice.
And we'd love
to continue expanding
our business together.
Get the fuck outta here
before I splatter
your motherfucking ass
and make a new art piece
out of your blood.
Cool. I get the picture.
If you ever disrespect me
like that again,
your brother's blood won't be
the only one getting shed.
Everything Meech said
was the truth.
I don't give a fuck.
Ten keys is a big ask for a man
who was just asking for an
extension the last time we met.
Yeah, well,
we the top dogs of Southwest,
and now we branching off
to the North end
and the Eastside.
Terry, are you sure
this is what you wanna do?
Hell yeah.
Good.
That's exactly
what I needed to hear.
Carl will get you started.
Thanks.
There's no limit to where
this partnership can go,
provided you continue to value
the terms of our agreement.
Damn, girl.
You clean up well.
Nice teamwork.
All day, but that shit
ain't gon' last.
Please help me take down Lamar.
Baby, we can do this together.
B, just you and me.
Fuck. Shit.
Can you get
out the car, please?
What's the problem, Officer?
I said get out the fuckin' car.
Now, close the door, nigga.
Get used to this position.
Come on.
Ooh, shit!
God damn, she actually
gave it to us?
Now, look, gather
the whole crew, nigga.
We 'bout to go celebrate.
This is epic.
You just say this is epic?
Let's not get ahead
of ourselves, Meech.
We still got this whole Lamar
shit hanging over our heads.
He ain't seeing
no more birthdays thanks to me.
Are you happy
about that, Meech?
Hell fuck, yeah.
I'm happy about that shit.
And you should be trying
to party and celebrate with me
instead of trying to play
Darnell the fucking Downer,
nigga.
We done got everything
we coulda ever asked for.
Lamar's dead as fuck.
Nigga, we just got ten keys.
We're on our way to becoming
the kings
of the motherfucking D.
Hey, look, I'm out.
You ain't about the rain
on my parade.
What do you want
to talk to us about, son.
So I've been... I've been
thinking a lot about...
what you guys been saying about
everything that's been going on
and... yo, where you going?
Terry Jr. and I
are gonna go live
with my cousin in Pennsylvania
for a few months.
A few months?
What the hell
you talking about?
I gave you the opportunity
to make a choice,
but I didn't think
it'd take this long.
I didn't wanna rush
my decision, Wanda,
so I took my damn time.
Well, this is my answer, Terry.
Now I need to take
some time to think
and figure out
what I wanna do, okay?
- No, no, no.
- Terry.
No, you ain't
taking my son.
Hey, hey, hey, hey. Hey now.
You can't keep her
against her will.
Fuck that.
She can't take my son away
from me either, pops.
Hey, hey.
Come on, Lawanda.
I'll walk you out.
Fuck.
Don't worry.
It's all gonna work out, okay?
Ma, this is some bullshit.
Who you think this is?
Meech or Terry?
Got 100 says Meech.
It's Ronald
motherfucking Reagan, nigga.
Now can I fucking leave?
No, not until
I get some answers.
Look, we been
through this, a'ight?
So what, some fool saw my car
leaving Visger Bar
and Grill last night?
That don't mean
I had anything to do
with Lamar getting capped.
Pulled that from your car
in that bogus stash spot.
See, it don't matter
that we can't pin you
to Lamar Silas' murder.
Our ballistics
connected your gun
to the murders
of Catherine Eda
and James Williams.
Never heard of 'em.
Jay-Mo.
Yeah, see, a funny,
thin nigga like you,
oh, you gonna be
a hit in prison.
Or that gun could get misplaced
on its way back evidence.
What type of game
you trying to run here?
Ain't no game. Man, I don't give
a fuck about you.
I want Meech.
Help me get him,
or I'ma make sure
that you eat
both these charges.
Tick tock, nigga.
Tick tock.
God damn, nigga, you hurting?
You eating street meat
instead of a Coney?
Yeah, I just left my lawyer's.
I was thirsty,
so I grabbed a pop.
Where the fuck is everybody at?
I canceled the meeting.
A'ight, check this shit out.
Look at this shit, nigga.
Damn.
BMF.
Yo, you really on your way
to becoming the King
of Detroit, Meech.
Man, fuck the D, nigga.
We takin' over the nation.
And then the whole
fucking world.
- Shit.
- Yeah.
Yeah.
Yo, Meech.
What's up?
What?
I'm out.
I'm gonna use
my settlement money
to invest in a family business.
Me and Pops are starting
a car service.
Nigga, what?
Why would you leave
something you good at
to do some shit you ain't
never done in your life?
Ha.
All right, fuck it, man.
Guess this car shit
is the move then.
Duke just put a stash spot
in my whip, so shit.
I could have him lace
all the cars
- in your business to move shit.
- I'm not doing that.
I'm not doing
any of this shit anymore.
Yo, Lawanda's
pressuring you, bro?
This had nothin'
to do with her.
Nor you, for the matter.
This is about me
and what the fuck I want
out of my life.
After everything
we've been through to get here,
you're doing this now?
Just tell me why.
I wanna use this settlement
to build a legacy
for our family.
And what your dumb ass
think we been doing?
Meech, I'm not gettin'
shot at or locked up anymore.
I'm not.
You my baby brother.
I know you better
than anybody else
in this fucking world, man.
This car shit ain't gonna
hold you over, nigga.
We hustlers.
And you love this money
as much as I do.
It's in our fuckin' blood.
And we damn sure
the shit at it,
especially when we together.
Can't nobody fuck with us.
I'm sorry, bro. I'm out.
How are you gon' bounce on me
and we still got Big L?
You know she ain't gonna
fuck with me.
That's not my problem anymore.
Don't fuckin' walk away
from me, Tee.
You gon' walk away
from your brother?
Don't fuckin' walk
away from me!
What happened to
womb to the tomb, nigga?
They say blind loyalty
is an expression of love.
Lookin' back at it,
I was demanding blind loyalty
from my brother,
but I didn't care about
what he actually wanted
or needed.
Tee was starting to want out.
When he showed me,
I didn't wanna see it.
And when he told me,
I refused to hear him.
Then he walked away
from the game,
which shoulda
given me pause,
but it didn't.
See, I had my eye set on being
the King of Detroit,
but I had no way of knowing
that my kingdom
would be way fucking bigger
than my hometown.
Or that I'd have
a lot further to fall.
Fuck you, nigga.
50 Boyz, mother fuck-
fuck-fucker.
Think you can just
talk your way outta shit.
- Outta shit.
- War needs bodies.
Bo-bo-bodies bring cops.
Yeah, I know that.
'Cause Lamar's silence
just TV.
Fuck you, nigga.
Nigga.
Y'all makin' this nigga
sound like the bogeyman
or some shit.
And the wolves...
Comin' nigga.
D-D-D-D-Demetrius.
- Demetrius!
- They're calling me too.
W-we sell $50 bags
of crack
all day, all night.
Fuck you, nigga.
Nigga, we slinging crack.
Okay, okay.
I see y'all over here
holdin' it down.
Everybody gonna know
who the fuck
- the 50 Boyz are.
- Yeah, I know that.
Fuck the D, nigga.
We takin' over the nation,
then the whole fuckin' world.
- Help, help!
He just walked up
and started stabbing Darius,
and I don't got no idea why.
It's a crime
to lie to a police officer.
These the biggest
earners in my stable.
Nice to meet y'all, man.
Ruffle his feathers...
nothing else.
Damn, I guess Christmas
came early.
Autopsy report confirms
Jay Mo died of a single
gunshot to the head.
This here? Also done.
There was a nurse present
at Terry's second surgery.
I have reason to believe
the surgeon made a mistake.
We might have to adjust
our re-up schedule.
I'm not giving you
an extension.
Look, this chick's special,
a'ight?
Dead that shit
right here, right now.
You kill Meech.
- Talk!
- I been workin' for Lamar.
I want you to get out the game.
It's time to choose, Tee.
I said officer down!
Detective Lopez sustained
a massive brain haemorrhage
from head trauma.
I'm sorry. He didn't make it.
Ain't nothing like
when the weather first breaks
in the D.
Everybody be out kickin' it,
doing their thing
without a care in the world.
Michigan weather,
like life, is unpredictable.
Wait five minutes and
the temperature will change.
But the one thing that should
never change is loyalty.
- What happen to you?
- I'll be fine whenever
you do what the fuck I said.
Security on Meech
is gonna be light tomorrow
when he meets his new plug
at the repair shop
on High Street.
Man, you think
I'm fucking stupid?
Ain't no way
that bitch-ass nigga
gonna be coppin' shit
without no shooters.
Man, I saw his brother.
Meech ain't trusting
nobody these days,
especially not around no plug.
How the fuck you know that?
'Cause I'm fucking his boy.
Come on, now.
It's easier to kill a bee
with honey than vinegar
when you got that good-good.
Man, this better
not be no okie-doke.
I'ma scope the security inside
to make it easier for you
to take his ass out,
unless you worried about
doing it in your condition.
Just keep me posted.
Fuck. Fuck!
It's the police!
Keep your hands
on the steering wheel
and don't fucking move.
Young man,
I need you to step out
the vehicle slowly, okay?
What's the problem, Officer?
- I wasn't speeding.
- It doesn't matter.
Keep your fuckin' hands
where we can see 'em, okay?
When I open the door,
step out of the vehicle.
Come on.
This some bullshit.
I'm so tired of Ms. Khem's ass
giving us
all this fucking homework.
Bro, who you telling?
Oh, shit, check it out.
Yo, they killing it.
Oh, damn.
Okay.
Hey, check out
the moves...
Terry Flenory,
you need to come with us.
Yo, what the hell
is this about?
- Just go with them, Terry.
- Hey, yo, what the...
yo, I ain't even do shit.
Everyone, back to class.
Back to class.
Man, quit playin' and go get me
another piece of chicken.
You know
my mama don't like nobody
pickin' in her food
when she cooking.
You know
she ain't gon' say nothing
if you tell her it's for me.
You know Josie loves me.
I'm glad you think
somebody in this house do.
Your mama love me,
your daddy...
- Mm-hmm.
- Everybody.
What's goin on, Meech?
Man, what the fuck
y'all doing, man?
You're under arrest,
motherfucker!
Hey, get your hands off of him!
What the hell?
- That's some bullshit.
- What the fuck is goin' on?
Get the fuck off me, man.
Man, get off of him!
This some bullshit.
I'm reporting this.
What the fuck
is this about, Bryant?
Consequences, motherfucker.
Get his ass outta here.
- Let's go.
- What?
Man, you got me
fucked up, nigga.
Really? At my mama house?
Get your ass in the house.
Now.
I've learned a lot of things
in my life,
but the biggest lesson is
loyalty ain't a choice.
It's a lifestyle.
And that shit
don't come cheap.
We gotta be in here
because of that fuckin' cop
- Kato dropped.
- Where the fuck
- she's at anyway?
- Hell if I know.
- Maybe she ran.
- Kato didn't run.
Of course
Wet Dick Willie over here
is gonna say
some dumb shit like that.
Nigga, I ought to fuck you up
for saying some
slick shit like that.
Both of y'all shut the fuck up.
And chill out, man. God damn.
All I'm saying is, every time
somethin' fucked up goes down,
this bitch Kato
just happens to be around.
Yeah, I get that.
But if she wasn't here
yesterday, nigga,
I would have been done.
Look, what the fuck
do we really know
about this bitch anyway?
Shit. We know she ain't run.
But we still need to figure out
how to get outta this shit.
When the hook rolled,
we dumped all our shit
on the ground
so it was just laying
on the Rec Center
for anybody to take.
You know what?
I ain't been given
my phone call yet.
Sucka-ass cops.
Damn, baby.
Why you ain't come arrest me?
You know
I woulda came with you.
Is that right?
One of my officers got killed
chasing someone in your crew.
I'm sorry. I don't know
what you talkin' 'bout though.
Now I see
where your little sister
gets her bullshit from.
Yeah, Nicole
sat in that very seat
and lied to my face
about who killed Darius Grills.
His murder led to the crackdown
which got my officer whacked.
But despite all of the shit
you got away with,
baby sis is wrapped up
in the murder of a cop.
You might need a step stool,
hard as you reachin'.
Let's try this.
If I don't get a name,
I'll throw Nicole
back in the hot seat.
Maybe lock her up
as a material witness
and press charges
against your mom.
How long you think it'll be
before either of their asses
crack like an egg?
Take care, Meech.
I'll see you soon.
Oh, yeah?
When is that?
Oh, real soon.
My people found the nurse
we were talking about,
and she gave her deposition.
Nurse Alicia Green smelled
alcohol on the surgeon's breath
during Terry's second surgery.
I went to the hospital
and threatened to go public...
And they offered
another settlement?
Mm-hmm.
$230,000?
After fees,
you'll be in the neighbourhood
of $150,000.
Oh, my goodness.
Oh, my goodness, Charles.
This is as good
as an offer
we'll get
without going to trial.
And in this case,
I don't wanna chance that.
So would you like
to accept the settlement?
Yes.
Yes, we would.
Of course we would.
Great.
I'll just need the two of you
and Terry to sign these papers,
and we'll move
this process along.
I-I'd just like to apologise
and, um, say thank you.
You're very welcome.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
one-time had us
on some bullshit!
They know. They know it.
That's why they had
to let our asses go.
And we stepping out this bitch
on some straight up
mafioso-type shit. You feel me?
Why are we letting 'em go?
Because we didn't bust
any of them with drugs
and got nothing for the DA
to make a case
on Lopez's murder.
Then why did we
pull them off the street?
Because one
of our own was killed.
Like watching
a shitty-ass toilet overflow.
Thanks for the visual.
I don't want
any of these assholes
moving so much as a nickel bag
without us
raining down on them.
That entire area
stays on lockdown
until one of them
comes forward.
Dublin, Hall, I want you
on the Rec Center.
You got it.
Okay. So what am I doing?
I'm still not sure what side
of the field you're playing.
So until further notice,
you're on desk duty.
I need you to come with me.
So what you tell
the po-po?
Shit.
Told 'em
I didn't know what the hell
they was talking about.
But I'ma be real.
It was hard as hell lookin'
at them photos of that cop.
I still can't believe
he's dead.
Shit, don't trip.
You did the right thing.
Thanks.
Thanks for saying that.
Hey, how you get wrapped up
in this life anyway?
Man, me and my moms
used to get into it
all the damn time
to where I ended up
moving from Tennessee
to stay with my pops
when I was 12 years old.
He used to hustle everything.
I'm talking 'bout scripps
and auto parts.
So I used to just chill
with him and his boys
in the basement,
soaking up knowledge and shit.
You know, my best friend
Roly and I,
we used to drive
all the way to the Eastside
and go check out Maserati Rick
and his crew at the carwash
- to peep game.
- Damn, my pops and them
used to always
talk about that spot.
Shit, we used to be
over there all the time.
Shit, I probably knew
your pops.
What's his name?
Cliff. Clifford Forday.
But everybody
used to call him C-Luv.
That's what's up.
Who he used to run with,
the Delray Boyz?
Nah, it was the BKs, I think.
Somethin' like that.
Now that's a blast
from the past.
It should be.
Shit, a gang of Black dudes
calling themselves
the Black Killers?
What?
Man.
You a good soldier, Kato.
You work hard,
and you got a good head
on your shoulders.
Thanks.
That means a lot
coming from you.
What up, doe?
Shit, I'm on my way.
Just got a hit on Lamar.
He holed up in a spot
on Joy Road.
I would say
that this is hurting me
more than it's hurting you,
but... I'd be lying.
Okay. Almost there.
Almost there.
Almost there. Almost there.
Fuck! Ow!
Just hurry the fuck up.
So what,
you want me to hurry up
and do a fucked up job?
Or do you want me to take
my time and get it right?
Relax. It's almost done.
See? Hard part is over.
That wasn't bad.
Dawg, ain't you supposed
to cover these people
with sheets or something?
Man, that's gonna block
my eye candy.
You see the titties
on that bitch?
God damn, that's my baby
right there.
You fuckin' sick
in the head.
You ain't got no pain meds
or something?
Pain med...
Do... do it look like
anybody here'd need pain...
Raise your hand
if you need pain medicine.
Raise your...
raise your hand
if you need pain medicine.
Looks good, though.
All right, now get
the fuck out of here.
Oh, yeah, and one more thing.
Get his ass a lollipop.
- Hell nah.
- Man, get out of here.
Hey, yo, bro,
we was rollin' over to Rouge
and we saw the Thunderbird
Lamar been whipping around in.
What happened to his other car?
Look like he ditched
that shit with the devil
fucking an angel ornament.
He in there,
'cause there's blood
all in this muh'fucker, man.
Shit, let's go get
this motherfucker then.
No, let's get this nigga.
Music in Detroit
was different.
And I ain't just talkin'
about Motown and Eminem.
DJs like the Wizard and Mojo
were always putting us up
on new, eclectic shit
to ride on...
like this.
Ow, think I need to get
comfy before we get it in.
Let me... ooh, that is
a motherfucking areola!
Now, what the fuck type
of freaky-ass shit is this?
Yo, this is a motherfuckin'
mortuary, nigga,
so have some fucking respect.
Nigga, you sick motherfucker,
talking about respecting...
you fuckin' dead bodies
in here!
- Wha...
- We looking for Lamar.
Well, this is Coco.
This is Tanya.
I'm Alvin, and I don't know
who Lamar is.
Check every casket and room
in this toe-tag bash
'til we find his ass.
If that nigga in here,
you gonna be laying right next
to that dead-ass bitch.
- Hey, baby.
- Hey.
You dropped somethin'.
What's this?
Pastor Swift suggests I think
about starting a car service.
Now you taking advice from him?
You know I've been talkin'
about this for a minute now.
Babe, this money is Terry's.
It's not ours.
And that's if he decides
to accept the settlement.
He don't deserve it.
After what him and his brother
put us through?
Baby, what's for us
will be for us.
And whatever Terry decides
to do with that money,
that's on him.
We gon' be fine.
And that right there
is dominos, bro!
Hey, yo, yo, yo,
hold up, hold up.
I been thinking 'bout names
for the crew.
What y'all think
about the Mafia Family?
Ooh, shit. That's fresh.
Y'know, that's how we roll.
- Right.
- Tight like a family.
Except we ain't Italian though.
We Black, motherfuckers.
So?
Ain't no Black Italians around
this motherfucker nowhere?
- Dawg, stop while you ahead.
- A'ight.
Both y'all. 15.
I know your fat ass
ain't talkin',
wearin' that baby powder
and shit.
What took y'all so long?
Somebody called
with a bead on Lamar.
But he was on some Casper shit
for real.
Man, fuck Lamar.
We need to concentrate
on moving these damn bags.
Yo, Capone and Gotti,
come help me count this.
You ain't
my damn boss.
Man, it's all good.
You know, time's running out.
We got two days
to re-up, nigga.
Shit, we might
just have to bounce.
How the Eastside looking?
Gravy,
if we find a spot.
But there is a local crew
that roams the area.
It's better to deal with them
than one-time, nigga.
Yeah, but they probably
not finna to just roll over
without no funk shit.
Yeah, well,
that's what I'm counting on.
Terry, here's
your settlement check.
The money will be held
in a trust for Terry
until he turns 18.
He can't spend it before then.
I'm... I'm sorry.
I just wanna make sure
I'm hearing this correctly.
You're saying that nobody
in the family
has access to the money?
Parents can invest the money
with permission
from the surrogate's court.
Wait, wait, wait, hold up.
So a doctor messes up my sight,
and the money
that I was awarded,
I can't do anything with
without the permission
of a judge or my parents?
Like, how the hell
is that fair?
It's not.
It's a mess the man is trying
to pull to keep us in the dark.
If y'all wanna spend money,
come to an agreement.
I can help you get permission
from the judge.
This some bullshit.
Charles...
Mrs. Flenory, this is
actually a nice settlement
your family can use
for years to come.
Congratulations.
Thank you.
Yo, what's up, Detroit?
This is your main man
DJ Big 10
turning up
your afternoon drive on WJLB.
I hope everybody out there
is enjoying this weather
- on this beautiful...
- You supposed
to buy something first.
I'm tryin' to buy
$50 worth of crack.
Nigga, not from us.
Gotta buy some shit
'fore we serve you.
Come on. You know that.
You said there was
a local crew out here.
You know who supplies 'em?
No.
Neither do I.
But we damn sure
about to find out.
Showtime.
Y'all two ugly motherfuckers
must not be from 'round here,
so I'ma only say this once.
Y'all get the fuck out my hood.
See, we got a simple nigga.
Hey, look,
we don't take orders, nigga.
We give 'em.
You heard this box-fade-wearin'
motherfucker, man?
Sound like
somebody else disagrees.
Yo, yo, what the fuck
is going on, man?
You must not know
who you fuckin' with.
And I don't give a fuck.
A'ight, everybody
calm they happy asses down.
My man, let me holla
at you real quick.
Boy, if you don't get the fuck
out my face, man...
Why don't you take me
to your boss?
Shit, you're looking at him,
you Billy Dee-lookin'
motherfucker.
Shit, I doubt that.
It's clear you carrying weight,
so if you the boss,
you ain't that damn smart.
Smart enough.
Yo. Ain't no disrespect.
I'm just statin' facts.
Now, what would
your real boss say
if he found out
that I tried to offer him
a better price
and purer weight,
but you fucked it up?
Where would that put
your ass at, huh?
- Yes, sir!
- Oh!
Y'all know each other?
Yeah, I know 'em.
Man, fuck them
light-skin niggas.
Man, shut up, Saint. Meech!
Terry, baby. What's up?
What's going on?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
I want you to meet Tracy.
Y'all gettin' in on the action?
Well, damn, give me a minute.
Let me check
the lay of the land first.
Hey, man, you
talking all this shit.
Man, pick up them dice.
Roll them dice, bro.
For what nigga?
I'm gon' keep
cracking your head
like I been doing all night.
Let's do this, all right? 20.
No, matter of fact,
make it 40 on 6-8.
- Ooh.
- You got that?
Double up.
- Damn.
- Oh, shit.
I ain't gonna be
stupid like y'all.
Come on, Ponytail. I got a 5.
You can bet that shit.
Ooh, crazy no more.
See y'all niggas getting
a little money.
God damn! See, that's why...
- Yeah.
- It's your fault!
Yeah, baby.
That what I'm talking 'bout.
That what I'm talking 'bout.
Yeah, man. Yeah, yeah.
You know what I'm saying?
Hey Meech, let me rap at you.
Man, I hate sitting down
and chopping it up
after a loss.
Wins and losses
are part of this.
You gon' get both if you keep
fucking around in this game.
You know, me and Tee
walked away from Pat,
'cause we was tired of losing.
Yeah.
Yeah, I heard about that.
So is that why you been
roaming around town
fuckin' up my business?
Look, we actually trying
to do the opposite, nigga.
What's that?
We trying to bring you
more business.
Nigga, do I look like
I need some more business?
Come on, man.
I like the fact
that you even had the audacity
to try to even make this play.
Shit, that's the only way
you get ahead.
And trust me when I tell you,
me and Tee,
we gon' do exactly
what we tell you we gon' do.
Yeah, I know.
I can see it in your eyes.
Stay the fuck out my lane.
Hey, Boom, you ever heard
of an old head named C-Luv?
Used to roll with the BKs?
Oh, yeah.
That crazy motherfucker?
But yeah,
that nigga wasn't no BK.
He was with the Delray Boyz.
Lamar Silas used to roll
with them too?
Hell yeah.
Both they crazy asses.
Cool.
Hey, remember
what I said, Meech.
I'm tired as hell.
Yeah, Meech got us
all grindin' like crazy.
You think he's onto us?
Nah, I woulda
heard about that.
I was nervous as hell
when he said, "Come with me."
I thought you sold me out.
Hmm. Is that right?
Wha... I mean, y'all go way back.
I don't know.
Look, Meech is like
fam, a'ight?
But he can't make me
feel like you do.
What are we gonna do
about Lamar?
We missed our shot yesterday,
and it's not like
I'm tryin' to call this nigga
again and set up another meet.
Let's use the one
you still got.
I mean, you told him
Meech is meeting up
with a plug tonight, right?
Yeah, but I made
that shit up on the fly.
Lamar don't know that.
So... so we just play
like we still on?
Hell yeah.
Then I'll show up
to the meeting
instead of Meech.
Kill his ass. Simple.
Mm.
Mmm.
You...
are a very...
smart boy.
Mm.
I got it all worked out. Trust.
Uh, uh.
But don't miss or get
picked up by the cops again,
all right,
'cause he'll kill my ass.
Tell that motherfucker
to meet you at Visger Bar
for a celebratory drink
after he kills Meech.
That way, if anything
goes down, Lamar'll show up.
But you already got
the drop on him.
Look, don't trip, a'ight?
I'll page your ass
as soon as I kill
that crazy-ass motherfucker.
Yeah?
I wanna show y'all something.
Jay Freedman lives here.
He owns a car service.
Sometimes I drive for him
on the weekend.
Charles, we talked about this.
We talked about us
using the settlement money.
This would be for Terry.
Now why doesn't this man
have his own office?
Jay's wife got sick last year,
so he began working from home.
Now he's selling this business
so he can devote all his time
to taking care of her,
and business ain't bad.
He makes about $85 a day after
paying for the driver and gas.
Oh, wow.
That's, like... that's 600 a week
with just four cars.
That man's clearing
close to 125K annually.
People gon'
always need a ride, son.
That's what makes this
a solid business investment.
So you're trying
to bring me in on this?
Like I said, the goal
is to give this to you.
I could drive until
you get the proper license,
and your mom could quit working
at the restaurant and help out.
You'd be in the black
after a year.
If we could get another car,
this place would
practically pay for itself.
Terry, this could be
your way out
for you and your family.
This could be a win-win
for us all.
Black folks rarely
have businesses
to pass down to they kids.
I know I ain't got
nothing for y'all.
This would be an opportunity
for you
to do that for Terry Jr.
Yeah, I hear you, Pops, I do,
but I just... I need time
to think about all this.
All right. All right.
Duke. Hey, Duke.
What's cracking?
What up, doe?
I just fixed your speaker.
And put in that stash spot
you asked about.
Oh, yeah?
- Hop in. Lemme show you.
- A'ight.
Yo.
Yo. What up, doe?
Nigga, Duke just gamed me
on some next-level stash.
Oh, Duke did what Duke does,
huh?
- Hell yeah.
- That's what's up.
Broke up 'ol girl or something?
Hell yeah,
I been did that shit.
Oh, yeah?
- That's what's up.
- Yeah.
Hey, you consider her loyal?
Yeah, she straight.
So you trust her
with your life?
How 'bout mine? Or Terry's?
- Yeah.
- My bad, dawg.
This whole Lamar shit
has got me on one right now.
I'm re-evaluating everything.
But loyalty can never
be taken for granted.
I already know.
I appreciate you,
dawg, for real.
I appreciate you.
Everything you've been doin'
with us, man.
If I could get these fools
to be as half as loyal as you,
yo, we'd already be
running this fucking city.
Look, I need
to tell you something.
Kato's been working with Lamar.
I already knew.
I had to check the loyalty
around me and my brother.
What?
What the hell you was gon' do
if I ain't told you?
Look, she came to me
because she don't wanna fuck
with Lamar no more.
But Kato wasn't going down
like that,
so we came up with a plan
to pop Lamar's ass
at the repair shop
on High Street.
That crunchy-ass
Black motherfucker is crazy,
but he ain't no goddamn fool.
He woulda have seen
that shit a mile away.
Unless we want him to.
So what'd you find out
about ol' girl?
She straight.
What about your boy Lamar?
Still got a bounty on his head.
I heard you got that
settlement, Terry Flenory.
Did Mom and Pops
try to convince you
to put that shit
to college or some shit?
Nah, not at all.
Yeah, right, nigga.
So look, what you think
about BMF?
The hell that stands for?
Big Meech Flenory, nigga?
Hell nah, nigga.
You think
I'm conceited or something?
Don't answer that.
BMF stands
for Black Mafia Family, fool.
And it represents
everything we about, Tee.
Shit, we Black,
our crew is structured
like the mafia,
and we all a family.
A'ight.
Yeah, I mean, it's a'ight.
Nah, that shit is dope as fuck.
- I ain't gonna lie.
- Yeah, you know it.
That shit is dope.
Hey, yo, we killed it
running out of the store.
Yeah, and I made
a little deal with Saint
promising five keys of his own
to smooth shit out.
Nigga, that's all our shit.
I know, Tee.
Shit, we could always cop more.
Look, if you don't wanna do it,
take me to Big L,
and I'ma do it myself.
No. No. Ain't shit happening.
You see, that's the difference
between us.
You always asking
for permission
instead of just taking
what's rightfully yours.
Niggas would still be slaves
or riding
in the back of the bus
fucking with a nigga like you.
If we piss this lady off...
We not, a'ight?
Just bring me with you.
I promise I'm gonna get us
double the work we had.
God damn. All right. Fine.
Man, this bitch done set me up.
You tried to play me.
Get your motherfucking ass up.
C'mon. Let's go.
- Get your fucking hands off me.
- Cause a scene if you want.
I will smoke you and everybody
else in this bitch.
Lamar, let me explain.
You tried to lure me there
so your boyfriend
could pop my ass, huh?
No. No, Lamar...
You think I'm fucking stupid?
I know you are,
Black motherfucker.
You think
we actually give a fuck
about a rat bitch
workin' for you?
I'm sorry, Kay.
Man, ain't this a bitch?
Nigga used you to get to me.
Look at me, motherfucker.
Did you shoot
my fucking brother?
Don't even matter, nigga.
You already dead.
I'ma watch your ass suffer.
I love you.
I love you too, boo.
Yo, B. B, we gotta go. Now!
I fucked up, Meech.
I can't believe
I killed my baby.
She would've broke your heart
sooner or later.
Sometimes it's better
to just rip the Band-Aid off
and deal with the pain.
That's coming
from a motherfucker
who don't love nobody
but his goddamn self.
Kato was the first girl
I loved.
And I burnt that shit
for your ass.
B, we family.
And family do
whatever they gotta do
to protect one another.
Man, fuck you.
Mama, how you doing?
Brian, I don't want you
driving like this.
Now, you go lay
on that couch, you hear me?
A'ight, that's what I'll do.
Sorry for being here.
His girlfriend just
broke up with him.
That's why you turned my house
into a den of iniquity?
I was just passing through.
I notice your guards
aren't in front
of the house anymore.
Y'all don't have
nothing else to worry about.
What have you done, Demetrius?
Protected our family.
Mama, this ain't your fault.
That don't make me
feel no better.
I don't know
who the hell you are anymore.
I'm still your first born.
I promise.
Yes, you are.
But you broke that seal
a long time ago.
What the fuck is this place?
This is where Big L
keep all her shit.
Check this out.
Yo, Mee... Meech, c'mon.
Stop being like a little kid
in a candy store.
Put that shit down.
Nigga, I can't help it,
all right?
I'm geek. Fuck.
You don't even know
what happened last night.
Last night?
Hell no. God damn!
That piece is from Japan's
Shigaraki Kilns
during the 19th century
Meiji period.
And it costs $250,000.
So unless you plan
on buying it,
I suggest you take your hands
off my merchandise
and get the hell out
of my gallery.
I don't do business
with you, Meech.
Not directly,
but my hands have been
on every fucking dollar
in that bag
that my brother's
about to give to you,
so I think
that I'm connected enough
to tell you that our business
is expanding.
But we need more product.
Ten keys should suffice.
And we'd love
to continue expanding
our business together.
Get the fuck outta here
before I splatter
your motherfucking ass
and make a new art piece
out of your blood.
Cool. I get the picture.
If you ever disrespect me
like that again,
your brother's blood won't be
the only one getting shed.
Everything Meech said
was the truth.
I don't give a fuck.
Ten keys is a big ask for a man
who was just asking for an
extension the last time we met.
Yeah, well,
we the top dogs of Southwest,
and now we branching off
to the North end
and the Eastside.
Terry, are you sure
this is what you wanna do?
Hell yeah.
Good.
That's exactly
what I needed to hear.
Carl will get you started.
Thanks.
There's no limit to where
this partnership can go,
provided you continue to value
the terms of our agreement.
Damn, girl.
You clean up well.
Nice teamwork.
All day, but that shit
ain't gon' last.
Please help me take down Lamar.
Baby, we can do this together.
B, just you and me.
Fuck. Shit.
Can you get
out the car, please?
What's the problem, Officer?
I said get out the fuckin' car.
Now, close the door, nigga.
Get used to this position.
Come on.
Ooh, shit!
God damn, she actually
gave it to us?
Now, look, gather
the whole crew, nigga.
We 'bout to go celebrate.
This is epic.
You just say this is epic?
Let's not get ahead
of ourselves, Meech.
We still got this whole Lamar
shit hanging over our heads.
He ain't seeing
no more birthdays thanks to me.
Are you happy
about that, Meech?
Hell fuck, yeah.
I'm happy about that shit.
And you should be trying
to party and celebrate with me
instead of trying to play
Darnell the fucking Downer,
nigga.
We done got everything
we coulda ever asked for.
Lamar's dead as fuck.
Nigga, we just got ten keys.
We're on our way to becoming
the kings
of the motherfucking D.
Hey, look, I'm out.
You ain't about the rain
on my parade.
What do you want
to talk to us about, son.
So I've been... I've been
thinking a lot about...
what you guys been saying about
everything that's been going on
and... yo, where you going?
Terry Jr. and I
are gonna go live
with my cousin in Pennsylvania
for a few months.
A few months?
What the hell
you talking about?
I gave you the opportunity
to make a choice,
but I didn't think
it'd take this long.
I didn't wanna rush
my decision, Wanda,
so I took my damn time.
Well, this is my answer, Terry.
Now I need to take
some time to think
and figure out
what I wanna do, okay?
- No, no, no.
- Terry.
No, you ain't
taking my son.
Hey, hey, hey, hey. Hey now.
You can't keep her
against her will.
Fuck that.
She can't take my son away
from me either, pops.
Hey, hey.
Come on, Lawanda.
I'll walk you out.
Fuck.
Don't worry.
It's all gonna work out, okay?
Ma, this is some bullshit.
Who you think this is?
Meech or Terry?
Got 100 says Meech.
It's Ronald
motherfucking Reagan, nigga.
Now can I fucking leave?
No, not until
I get some answers.
Look, we been
through this, a'ight?
So what, some fool saw my car
leaving Visger Bar
and Grill last night?
That don't mean
I had anything to do
with Lamar getting capped.
Pulled that from your car
in that bogus stash spot.
See, it don't matter
that we can't pin you
to Lamar Silas' murder.
Our ballistics
connected your gun
to the murders
of Catherine Eda
and James Williams.
Never heard of 'em.
Jay-Mo.
Yeah, see, a funny,
thin nigga like you,
oh, you gonna be
a hit in prison.
Or that gun could get misplaced
on its way back evidence.
What type of game
you trying to run here?
Ain't no game. Man, I don't give
a fuck about you.
I want Meech.
Help me get him,
or I'ma make sure
that you eat
both these charges.
Tick tock, nigga.
Tick tock.
God damn, nigga, you hurting?
You eating street meat
instead of a Coney?
Yeah, I just left my lawyer's.
I was thirsty,
so I grabbed a pop.
Where the fuck is everybody at?
I canceled the meeting.
A'ight, check this shit out.
Look at this shit, nigga.
Damn.
BMF.
Yo, you really on your way
to becoming the King
of Detroit, Meech.
Man, fuck the D, nigga.
We takin' over the nation.
And then the whole
fucking world.
- Shit.
- Yeah.
Yeah.
Yo, Meech.
What's up?
What?
I'm out.
I'm gonna use
my settlement money
to invest in a family business.
Me and Pops are starting
a car service.
Nigga, what?
Why would you leave
something you good at
to do some shit you ain't
never done in your life?
Ha.
All right, fuck it, man.
Guess this car shit
is the move then.
Duke just put a stash spot
in my whip, so shit.
I could have him lace
all the cars
- in your business to move shit.
- I'm not doing that.
I'm not doing
any of this shit anymore.
Yo, Lawanda's
pressuring you, bro?
This had nothin'
to do with her.
Nor you, for the matter.
This is about me
and what the fuck I want
out of my life.
After everything
we've been through to get here,
you're doing this now?
Just tell me why.
I wanna use this settlement
to build a legacy
for our family.
And what your dumb ass
think we been doing?
Meech, I'm not gettin'
shot at or locked up anymore.
I'm not.
You my baby brother.
I know you better
than anybody else
in this fucking world, man.
This car shit ain't gonna
hold you over, nigga.
We hustlers.
And you love this money
as much as I do.
It's in our fuckin' blood.
And we damn sure
the shit at it,
especially when we together.
Can't nobody fuck with us.
I'm sorry, bro. I'm out.
How are you gon' bounce on me
and we still got Big L?
You know she ain't gonna
fuck with me.
That's not my problem anymore.
Don't fuckin' walk away
from me, Tee.
You gon' walk away
from your brother?
Don't fuckin' walk
away from me!
What happened to
womb to the tomb, nigga?
They say blind loyalty
is an expression of love.
Lookin' back at it,
I was demanding blind loyalty
from my brother,
but I didn't care about
what he actually wanted
or needed.
Tee was starting to want out.
When he showed me,
I didn't wanna see it.
And when he told me,
I refused to hear him.
Then he walked away
from the game,
which shoulda
given me pause,
but it didn't.
See, I had my eye set on being
the King of Detroit,
but I had no way of knowing
that my kingdom
would be way fucking bigger
than my hometown.
Or that I'd have
a lot further to fall.
Fuck you, nigga.
50 Boyz, mother fuck-
fuck-fucker.
Think you can just
talk your way outta shit.
- Outta shit.
- War needs bodies.
Bo-bo-bodies bring cops.
Yeah, I know that.
'Cause Lamar's silence
just TV.
Fuck you, nigga.
Nigga.
Y'all makin' this nigga
sound like the bogeyman
or some shit.
And the wolves...
Comin' nigga.
D-D-D-D-Demetrius.
- Demetrius!
- They're calling me too.
W-we sell $50 bags
of crack
all day, all night.
Fuck you, nigga.
Nigga, we slinging crack.
Okay, okay.
I see y'all over here
holdin' it down.
Everybody gonna know
who the fuck
- the 50 Boyz are.
- Yeah, I know that.
Fuck the D, nigga.
We takin' over the nation,
then the whole fuckin' world.