Black Mafia Family (2021–…): Season 2, Episode 3 - Devil's Night - full transcript

Ain't nothing but
a game of tic-tac-toe.

I'ma find that
Cinderella motherfucker.

You
dropped something.

Yeah, uh, I was
just cutting printing costs.

You gon' piss people off
doin' business this way.

Yeah, but I'm not really
trying to make friends.

You from the Flenory
Family Car Service?

That's right.

Don't you ever fuck
with our brochure again.

Man, get the fuck away from
me, you fuckin' weirdo.

You've been warned.



I got you, cuz.

Don't even trip. Come on.

From now on, I'm the only
motherfucker callin' shots.

If I'm not here,
holla at B-Mick.

There it is, then.

Yo!

Mischief Night's
the night before Halloween,

and it dates back to the 1800s.

It started with innocent pranks,

like vaselining door handles
or egging a neighbor's house.

Yo, you recognize him?

Hey!

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Who that? Who that?



Hey! Yo, hey!

- Damn!
- Yo!

- Keep going!
- Cut them off!

Yo, move his ass!

Hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey!

Yo, get back here!

Meech! Terry!

Hey, come back.

Shit got
worse in the '70s,

when the economic
turmoil troubling the D

transformed Mischief
Night into Devil's Night

and motherfuckers started
burning shit down.

In 1984 alone,
more than 800 fires

were set in Detroit
over a three-day period.

If we are to
deal with this problem,

it's gotta be tackled
by the whole community.

Man, I was so close
to snatching him!

Man, quit lyin'.

That fool smoked
you like Carl Lewis.

Oh, shut up!

What happened?

We ran a guy up to no
good off the block,

and Meech was the lead dog.

Thank God.

No, we can't afford
for this house

to go up in flames.

Don't worry, baby.
Ain't nobody's coming

near this house tonight.

Well, you know, Sherry and them

still tryin' to find a place

after they house burned down.

I'm sorry, baby.

Okay, let's take
hands, and we gon' pray

that the devil don't find us.

Every year, on
this one night in the D

used to be like hell on Earth.

Devil's Night
started as one night,

but soon spread to
the entire week,

making hell for all
residents in the D.

Good day yesterday, huh?

Yeah. Heck yeah.

With Denise on board,

we're finally picking
up enough rides

to start turning a profit.

A lot of car companies
ain't running

on Devil's Night or Halloween.

So we could probably
increase our prices

and really hit 'em.

A'ight.

But no more refusing rides.

And we damn sure ain't throwing
customers out our cars.

Yo, Terry, come on, let's go!

You gonna make us
late for school again.

- Give me the key.
- A'ight. A'ight.

Nikki, here you go. I'm comin'.

Last week,
8,700 pounds of cocaine

was seized from a
warehouse in Florida.

Officers believe the drugs
were smuggled in on a ship

docked at Port Everglades.

This particular bust
triggered a drug drought

up the entire eastern
seaboard and Midwest.

Worst time to be in the
game is during a drought.

Supply's limited, so
anyone with product

jacks up their prices.

Dope boys start warring
and sticking each other up.

Baseheads start breakin'
in houses and robbin'

people for their next fix.

Couple that with Devil's Night,

and it means double trouble

for anybody out on the streets.

♪ Ooh-ooh... ♪

Yes.

Ah, yes!

Yeah. Fuck yeah.

Ride that dick.

Oh, my God.

Oh, Meech.

♪
Never let Love end ♪

♪ Let me hear
You tell me you love me ♪

♪ Let me hear you say
You'll never leave me ♪

♪ Ooh, girl, that would
make Me feel so right... ♪

Ain't nothin' like some
B&B to start the day.

Don't blaze up in here.

I cannot show up to work
reeking all high contact.

Girl, you the best
paralegal they got.

Damn right.

And I wanna keep it that
way, so put that out

'fore the kids come in here.

A'ight.

Thought you was taking
Tee to your mama house.

- What happened?
- Normally, I do.

But I picked her up last night,

so I'ma drop her off when
I'm on my way to work

with some new clothes.

- Oh, yeah?
- Mm-hmm.

What up, doe?

Cuz, you good?

The fuck you mean, it's gone?

Good morning, Tee-Tee.

Daddy loves you.

Hey, Uncle Meech.
Want some cereal?

- Nah, I'm 'bout to jet.
- Mm.

More Froot Loops for me.

Right. Hey, baby.

Hey, Zoe, I'm gonna
come by and see

you guys' Halloween costumes.

I can't believe my
baby got so big.

Come here, baby.
Where you going?

Be careful. She'll slob on you.

No, that's only for her sister.

Come on, baby. Hey, girl.

She don't do that to Daddy.

You remember we
used to sneak out

and egg Mrs. Anderson's
house on Devil's Night?

Yeah, until she
started chasin' us away

with that big-ass butcher knife.

Fuck!

Shit!

Yo, Nikki.

Nikki! Ni-Nikki, can you
hear me? Listen to me.

Nikki, answer me!

♪ I got
everything On the line ♪

♪ Out here I'm on the grind ♪

♪ Trying to get mine ♪

♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪

♪ A nigga move the weight ♪

♪ Trying to get the cake ♪

♪ I'm in and out of state ♪

♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪

♪ Too many niggas fake ♪

♪ It's hard to tell a snake ♪

♪ One more flip
And I'm straight ♪

♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪

♪ I don't go hand to hand ♪

♪ It go gram after gram ♪

♪ Yeah, holla at me, man ♪

♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪

♪ Too many niggas fake ♪

♪ It's hard to tell a snake ♪

♪ One more flip
And I'm straight ♪

♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪

♪ The D's
ain't that good ♪

♪ These niggas is ratting ♪

♪ They tell them
What's going on ♪

♪ That's how they know
What's happening ♪

♪ I'm riding With
the top down ♪

♪ Trunk full of yola ♪

♪ Ghetto pharmaceutical ♪

♪ I move that Coca-Cola ♪

♪ Thousand grams of pure ♪

♪ Though I fuck
With the weirdos ♪

♪ They snort away the pain ♪

♪ Bang their dope
In their vein ♪

♪ Shorty crying
Christmas ain't coming ♪

♪ Her pop's locked up ♪

♪ When it hurts the worst ♪

♪ Your ace find out
She knocked up ♪

♪ Welfare ain't an option ♪

♪ When the Feds
Come knocking ♪

♪ It's all fucked
up So wish me luck ♪

♪ At least
You could wish me luck ♪

♪ A nigga move the weight ♪

♪ Trying to get the cake ♪

♪ I'm in and out of state ♪

♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪

♪ Too many niggas fake ♪

♪ It's hard to tell a snake ♪

♪ One more flip
And I'm straight ♪

♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪

♪ I don't go hand to hand ♪

♪ It go gram after gram ♪

♪ Yeah, holla at me, man ♪

♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪

♪ Too many niggas fake ♪

♪ It's hard to tell a snake ♪

♪ One more flip
And I'm straight ♪

♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪

♪ Wish me luck ♪

♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, wish me luck ♪

♪ Wish me luck ♪

♪ All you got to do Is
wish me luck, yeah ♪

♪ The time is now ain't
no way around it ♪

♪ Pressure in the pocket
for whoever disrespectin' ♪

♪ Watch 'em ♪

♪ Not playin' with
these artists ♪

♪ Gotta raise and cock it ♪

♪ Waitin' on the day
you play with me ♪

♪ Not afraid to
pop it, slap it ♪

Nobody likes a cheater.

I wasn't cheatin', man.

Lie to me again and see
if I don't split your hand

right down the fuckin' middle.

You got it, or you
want us to handle it?

Yo, I ain't even do shit.

Yo, come on, K-9,
you know me, man.

Dude, you know me.

Come on, man. Come on.

I ain't do that shit, man!

Yo! No, no, no! Wait!

You let niggas with
weapons in your spot?

Rules aren't the
same for everybody.

Who is that?

Sterling Black.

He's the head of the PAs.

What you sippin' on?

Water.

I don't drink, get high,
or go out to clubs.

So what the hell you do for fun?

I make money.

Come on, let's rap.

What up? You good?

My cousin in
Cleveland got ganked.

So I may need a
re-up on consignment.

Try back in a few weeks.

In a few weeks?

I don't got no few
weeks. This is a drought.

And?

I'm makin' more money
withholding and up-sellin'

than I was floodin' the streets.

Look, I'm not
tryin' to disrespect

your business savvy.

But I'm coming to you
'cause I'm loyal as fuck,

and you one of the only
plugs I'm fuckin' with.

Don't try to spit my
gospel back at me.

I'm not.

I'm just tellin' you
that I listen, a'ight?

Just let me know
what I gotta do, man.

Straight up.

Remember that loud motherfucker
at the table the other night?

Yeah, told y'all!

I'm the man, motherfuckers!

Man, y'all can suck my dick.

He's a Brightmoor cat named
Travis, and he owes me a grip.

I deliver him, you
gon' break me off?

Maybe. But this is between us.

I want you to return
his ass to me alive.

Done.

Remember, blood don't
make you family.

Loyalty does.

Check out your cuz's
story. Make sure it's real.

♪ The boss gotta
Make sure the block is fed ♪

♪ The wolves was starvin',
So they shot him dead ♪

♪ Aimed at the op,
Shot a cop instead ♪

♪ Came back, put a green beam
On top of his head, pow! ♪

♪ Boss gotta make sure
The block is fed ♪

♪ The wolves was starvin',
So they shot him dead ♪

♪ Aimed at the op,
Shot a cop instead ♪

♪ Came back, put a green
beam On top of his head... ♪

No sign of a concussion.

But if she starts to
feel dizzy or nauseous,

get her to a hospital.

You hear that, Nikki?

We need you to be honest about
how you feel, okay, baby?

You sure you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

But we're just down
a car comin' up

on one of the biggest
nights of the year.

Someone's messing
with your tires.

The middle pin in the air valves

been pulled out,
causing a slow leak.

And
the tire to blow out.

Who the hell would
wanna do that?

It's probably some stupid

Devil's Night prank, honestly.

Turns out the
dealers we arrested

at the Sherwood apartments
are not 50 Boyz.

Wait, you talked
to them without me?

Yeah, I didn't
have time to get to you

before the lawyers
scooped 'em up.

Oh, so much for transparency.

Look, I'm sorry.

I-I promise to loop you
in moving forward, okay?

Now, everybody thinks
that Lamar's tits up.

So 12th Street has
merged with 50 Boyz

and are now calling themselves

BMF, Black Mafia Family.

Well, that name's more
colorful than the first two.

I don't give a damn
how they rebrand themselves.

Demetrius Flenory is
still running point,

and I'm gon' take him
down this time for good.

Why do you get such a hard-on
when you talk about Moby Dick?

Because that motherfucker
is responsible

for destroying this community.

So you damn right, I'm
trying to Ahab his ass.

You do realize that Ahab
never caught Moby Dick.

Bullshit, he did so.

I guarantee you he did not.

Hey, Beckwith's on a warpath
about findin' Flenory or Silas

before any more blood is shed.

Ay, G-Q.

Did Ahab ever catch
Moby Dick in the end?

Hell no.

Ain't nobody ever catch
that big-ass fish.

Come on.

Uh, ain't no way I'm
trusting a dude that dresses

like a goddamn plum.

♪ There's all
kinds Of beef I had ♪

♪ And don't stop... ♪

Oh, shit. What up, doe?

Shit, I just locked down
a fresh supply from K-9.

Good, good, 'cause you know
these niggas be getting

happy feet over
this damn drought.

Yeah, well, we gotta track
down this dealer named Travis,

or we SOL on the
new consignment.

Nigga, we been graduated
past that shit.

Yeah, but we just
took a L in Cleveland

which set us all
the way back, B.

So I need you to help me find
this nigga, man, for real.

Word. O-okay. Well,
what, you got a picture

of this nigga or some shit?

Do I look like a
motherfucker that walk around

with another nigga
picture in my pocket, man?

- How the hell he look?
- I don't know.

I remember the man from
K-9's gambling spot, a'ight?

He has some type
of, like, tattoo

rosary shit on his hand.

But he was from Brightmoor.

And I'ma go back and check
out every other tattoo parlor

he done been to.

Word.

Yo, Nicole got banged
up in a car accident.

Think somebody fucked
with Terry tires.

Man, get the fuck outta here.

What's up, Nikki? Wake up.

Damn, Nikki, you straight?

What happened to you?

What you laughin' at?

I'm playing sick to stay
home from school a few days.

I should tell Mama.

You will not.

Why you ain't tell
me about this shit?

The last time we
seen each other,

you punched me in
the face. Remember?

Yeah, you deserved it.

Look, can y'all not
do this again, please?

We been arguin' and
fightin' our whole lives,

Nikki, but we family.

And I love y'all.

And I got you and Tee
back no matter what.

Yeah, no doubt, but
I got this covered.

I'm tellin' Mama too.

- Think you're slick?
- No, you not.

- You ain't slick.
- I am slick.

- Go to school.
- She believed it.

I double-checked
your insurance plan

after you called.

And y'all don't have the
comprehensive insurance,

so your tires aren't
covered for vandalism.

Well yeah, but can't you do
something to fix that, no?

I mean, I could change
it to say deflated tires,

but I'd probably lose my job.

Yeah, come on, I don't
want you to do that.

Yeah. The owner was pissed off

about his brochures.

The big dude with
a scar on his lip?

Name's Cleet.

He's the one that threatened
me at the airport.

He's probably the motherfucker
that sabotaged my...

This is not the hood.

This is a place of business.

You're scaring these customers.

Use your inside voice.

Yeah, don't talk to
me like I'm a kid.

Then stop actin' like one.

Go outside and get some air.
I'll be out in a second.

He look the same as
when he was alive.

No, nigga, you look dead-dead.

But I'ma make you pretty so
your family can keep lyin'.

Damn, nigga! You
coulda said somethin'.

Fuck, you Hercules, nigga?

You all right? You all right?

No, I'm all right!
I mean, well, goddamn.

And stop eatin' all
that candy, nigga.

Fat ass.

Come on, man, I know you
ain't thinkin' about taking

a dead man's Gators, nigga!

He ain't walkin'
no damn place else.

'Cause that nigga is dead!

You can't do that, nigga.
It's a violation, man.

Well, it's...

Let me see those.

I'm sorry for
losing my shit at your job.

It happens.

Just don't let it happen again.

I love your hair.

It looks nice.

It's better than that
baby 'fro you was rockin',

looking like Isaac
from The Love Boat.

Oh, you tryin' to play me now?

Oh, what'd you say
this is called again?

Calamari.

It's deep-fried squid.

Try it.

Yeah, I'm... I'm straight.

Terry, how are we
supposed to hang out

if you too scared
to be adventurous?

Try it.

All right.

I don't know what
you got me doin'.

It's not bad.

It taste like chicken
with a hint of shrimp.

You can exist in the hood.

It doesn't mean
your mind has to.

Yeah, but hood rules
demand Cleet pay

for my fuckin'
tires. I know that.

Mm-mm. You don't wanna step

to a guy like that
without backup.

No backup?

Yo, I-I-I can defend myself.

I don't-I don't need no help.

All that defiance
and stubbornness,

you must be a Capricorn.

Astrology's kinda my thing.

Yeah, I-I am a Capricorn.

What else that
tell you about me?

A lot.

It tells me that
you're ambitious...

- Okay.
- You're disciplined...

Keep goin'.

And you can be persistent
when you wanna be.

I mean, I guess that's true

'cause I'm still
chasing yo' ass, right?

But are you happy?

I don't really have time
to think about that.

I'm too busy tryin' to
ensure everyone around me is.

My boss got me working late,
preppin' these fraud claims

we're anticipating.

The Devil's Night fires?

The media acts like Detroiters

burnin' they own city up.

Half the people lightin' shit
up ain't even from out here.

They live in the 'burbs and got
property they can set on fire

and collect the insurance on.

Damn.

But the media's not gon' tell
you that, which is crazy.

Jerome put
this into my backpack

when I wasn't looking.

He asked to go
trick-or-treating with me.

Zoe?

Come on, you don't
hear me calling you?

The car is running.

Think I just saw Daddy.

No, no.

You're just seein' things.

Ain't heard from you in a while.

I've been busy.

All good.

Why don't we take a
ride together, catch up?

Won't be long.

Have you back in no time.

Okay, fuck, man!

Where can I find him?

Nigga, he'd kill
me if I told you.

Not if I do it first.

Tell me where Travis
is, or I'ma drive this

in your fuckin' eye!

A'ight, dawg, chill!

I got you!

What up, doe?

Look, I might be
buggin', but Zoe said

she seen Lamar today at school.

Impossible. That
nigga dead-dead.

Are you sure?

I know what I'm
talkin' 'bout, Moe.

Listen, I seen it
with my own two eyes.

Stop lettin' Zoe watch all
them damn scary movies.

Now, her imagination's
runnin' wild.

I'll hit you up
later when I'm done.

- Can I help you?
- I'm looking for Cleet.

Um, unless you have
an appointment...

Man, I don't need no
fuckin' appointment!

I need this invoice right
here paid in full now!

'Ey!

You got a fuckin' problem?

You was the one that fucked
with my tires, right?

Well, then you got
the fucking message,

didn't you?

Don't start nothin',
there won't be nothin'.

Or tires won't be the only
thing gettin' trashed.

Now, get the fuck
on outta my shop!

What's going on?

Yo, what the
fuck are we doin' here?

Welcome

to the murder
capital of the world.

Detroit got so many people dyin'

from that shit you
puttin' in the streets,

so they puttin' bodies
in containers like this.

What that
got to do with me?

Kato's in one of these.

Come on, dawg, you
think I'm stupid?

Look, man, she
ain't have no family.

Ain't nobody claim her body.

Though she did have some family.

Here you go.

You was a daddy.

I would say congratulations,
but that don't seem...

Yo, come on, nigga.

Look.

That Black Mafia Family
bullshit is just that.

It's bullshit.

Family ain't gon' have
no motherfucker kill

they baby mama and they unborn.

What the fuck do
you want from me?

Tell Meech you got a
hook-up to a new plug.

Tell him you got some
medical-grade shit.

Feel me?

You get Meech to
agree to the meet,

then I'll do the rest.

- Hey!
- Mama! Mama!

Where's Travis?

He jetted.

But I may know where he
is if you give me a hit.

When's the last time you
had somethin' to eat?

She's fine. Get me right,

and I'll tell you
whatever you wanna know.

I'll fuck you.

I'll suck your dick, whatever.

Okay? Okay?

Okay, baby? Okay?

Just give me what I need.

Come on. Come on.

Come get this pussy.

Come back!
Motherfucker, come back!

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Down at the cross
Where my Savior died ♪

♪ Down where for cleansing
From sin I cried ♪

♪ There to my heart
was The blood applied ♪

♪ Glory to His name ♪

♪ Singing Glory to His name ♪

♪ I'm singing glory ♪

♪ Glory to His name ♪

♪ There to my heart
was The blood applied ♪

♪ Glory to His name ♪

♪ Glory to His name ♪

Sister Lucille, that smile
ain't as bright today.

Everything okay?

Er, I didn't wanna bother you.

I just... I'm startin'
to have doubts.

Well, I've been more
useful to those with doubts

than those without.

Mm.

But I'm not having
doubts about the Lord.

It's, um... It's
about my marriage.

John and I have
been arguin' a lot.

And, um,

lately, we've been
lacking intimacy.

And I found some adult magazines

in his music sheets.

Sister, every man has desires.

It's just up to you to make sure

that you are more
desirable than those women

in them magazines.

Just I-I-I-I tried that, Pastor.

I mean, I-I even
bought a new outfit.

And the Spirit just
didn't move him.

Sister, it's not
always the way you look.

It's your attitude, your spirit.

You have to find the strength

to humble yourself

to be submissive
to your husband.

I mean, I'm not the kind that
easily submits to no man.

Then I suggest you pray until
it becomes easy for you.

So says the Bible.

Thank you, Pastor.

- God bless you.
- Okay.

[Grace] ♪ And Bingo
Was his name, oh ♪

♪ B-I-N... ♪

Hey, I know that song.

It's a nursery rhyme.
Everybody knows it.

No.

My babysitter used
to sing that song.

You sound just like her.

Grace?

Demetrius.

Meechie!

My Lord, you've grown.

That's
crazy, man, flat out.

How's Moms and Pops?

Good, yeah.

And Nicole and Terry?

You get everything I asked for?

Let me... let... let me have it.

No.

Not until you tell
me where Travis is.

He got a spot on Burt
Road with a white door

behind the school.

His Grand National
will be out front.

Mm.

Yes. Yeah.

Yes, now. Yes.

B, get her outta here.

Oh, yes.

You doin' that
in front of your kid?

Who are you to judge?

You just as addicted as me.

The fuck you talkin' 'bout?

We all got choices, Meechie.

I can live and die with mine.

Can you?

Come on, B, we out.

Brother Flenory, that
last song you just played

sounded like you had the
saints shoutin' and screamin'

up in Heaven.

Thanks, Pastor.

We practice pretty religiously.

Lucille informed me that things

may not be as prosperous
in your marital bed.

Say again?

It's nothing to be
ashamed of, brother.

If you feel you havin'
doubts as a husband,

that's what I'm here for.

To listen and to counsel.

You know, Pastor,
I ain't never hit

a man of the cloth before.

But you say one more
word about my bed,

I'll break yo' narrow ass.

I can respect that, brother,

but remember, pride often
comes before the fall.

You been warned.

Find a new spot for
those worldly magazines.

So what's up?
What's the emergency, Pops?

Guess this wasn't a
Devil's Night prank

after all.

You know who did this.

You back in the drug game?

Er, no, no. Pops,
I swear I'm not.

Then why
we bein' targeted?

It... it don't matter.

But I promise I'ma try
to make this right.

You know, with all these cars
down, we lose a day's work.

Plus we losin' money havin'
to replace these damn tires!

I was finally
startin' to get ahead.

And now, I'm three
steps back 'cause of you

and this street shit!

I'ma fix this.

We gon' fix this my way,

by working harder and
not cutting corners

and creatin' conflicts.

You gon' learn how
to be a real man

and provide for your family
by making an honest living.

I got a son in
college to support.

Shit, go ahead. I
guess it's your turn

to yell at me too.

I love your father, and
I respect him to death.

But he doesn't understand
that whoever slashed our tires

is gonna keep coming.

So we gotta fight back.

You worked at a GM plant, so
you probably know your way

around a car pretty well.

Better than most men.

Daddy, you carvin'
pumpkins with us?

I can't right now, sweetheart.

I'm goin' to Mabel's
to fix her fan.

I'll be back soon.

What about fixin' our walls?

It's already been two years.

Nicole, go on upstairs.

Give your mother and I a minute.

How dare you embarrass
me to Pastor Swift?

I needed some advice
about our marriage.

That's not somethin' you
discuss with a stranger.

He's not a stranger.
He's our pastor.

A pastor on his third marriage.

He's a man of God.

Don't disrespect him.

And when am I gon' get
some respect around here?

When you earn it.

Come on, show me
some moves, Charles.

Oh, you're doing fine yourself.

Don't tell me you play
music and got two left feet.

Hmm.

[singer] ♪ Shackles on my
feet Won't allow me to move ♪

Ah. I know
you ain't darin' me.

♪ Tell it ♪

♪ I feel
kinda strange ♪

♪ 'Cause them
shackles Are tight ♪

Oh.

All right, all right, all right.

Okay!

♪ Hit it ♪

All right,
let me work this out.

Hey.

All right, it's been a minute.

Oh, yeah. Come on, ooh.

Whoo!

Damn, Charles, I didn't
know you can move like that.

I'm a little smoked out
with all this foolishness.

I gotta get home.

Um, Mabel, you family.

I can't take nothin' from you.

Your time and work's valuable.

I respect that and insist.

Please.

There's something in the
glove compartment for you.

You could learn

a thing or two from that book.

Okay.
I'll get to it when I can.

Calling all
units. House fire...

Oh, shit, we got a blaze.

Oh.

This is Detective Bryant.

We have a house fire on
South Street and Yale.

Requesting an engine ASAP.

Let it burn!

Let it burn! Let it burn!

Let it burn! Let it burn!

Let it burn! Let it burn!

Let it burn! Let it burn!

Fire crew is on the way!

We need everybody to
move! Get out of the way!

Nah, we gon' let
that bitch burn!

Hey, you need to step aside.

If this fire spreads,
it could burn down

this entire neighborhood!

That place is a damn whorehouse!

We tired of the cops
not doin' nothin'!

So we decided to clean up
this neighborhood ourselves!

Wait a minute, y'all be quiet!

Y'all be quiet!

There's somebody inside!

Can't breathe!

I'm goin' in!

Jin, don't!

'Ey, stop that bitch!

Hey, everybody, back up!

Fuck the
police! Fuck the police!

Hey!

Let it
burn! Let it burn!

I'll take over from here.

Just step back.

Step back. Step back.

They've
gotta-gotta pull over.

Oh, shh.

Oh, this one's mine right here.

Oh. This will
really fuck it up.

The hell is this?

Apply that to the brake
pipe, and the heat

from the blinker
fluid will cause

the A/C lube to melt the pipe.

Zero evidence of foul play.

Damn, I don't usually do
dirt with white folks,

but you got me
rethinkin' this shit.

Guess
Travis' bitch ass

finally decided to come home.

Remember, we need
this motherfucker alive.

Mm.

And he
ain't alone either.

Bingo.

We caught his ass
with his pants down,

he ain't even lookin'.

Mmm.

Oh, fuck me, man.

That's K-9's girl, Peaches.

We gotta drag her ass out too?

[singer] ♪ ...I'm rocking
The colors till I cannot... ♪

Yes, eat that shit.

Damn, daddy.

You like that shit?

How's it taste?

Nah, nah, nah.

This mean everything
just changed.

Look, we only grabbin'
that motherfucker.

What the fuck is this
nigga... yo, what

the fuck is you doin', man?

Yo, yo.
Take this. Here.

- Where you goin'?
- Watch the bottle.

Watch the bottle.
Watch the bottle!

- Watch the bottle!
- Here, take this.

Take your ass home before
the po-po get you for curfew.

Go.

It's a'ight.
He didn't go this.

Get the fuck on.

Fuck! My car!

Oh, hell no!

Get the fuck outta my house!

Motherfucker,
I don't wanna kill you!

Then drop yo' fuckin' gun!

Just give
up, motherfucker!

Fuck you then, bitch!

I don't
wanna kill you...

Shit.

Oh, God.

Fucked.

We are so fucked.

Man, fuck!

We needed him alive, bro!

That motherfucker
was bursting at us.

What the fuck was
we supposed to do?

Hold on. Wait, wait.

K-9 sent me.

A'ight? Put that down.

You don't wanna do that.

This don't change shit.

I'ma still keep doin' my thing.

Yo, I don't give a
fuck who you smashin'.

We did our fuckin' job.

Then get the fuck out!

Was he alone?

No.

He was with yo' girl.

Trick-ass bitch.

I told you to bring
him to me alive.

I wanted to kill this
motherfucker myself!

The nigga was shootin' at me,

what the fuck was
I supposed to do?

My instructions
were clear, period.

You ain't gettin' that weight.

Business is business.

Now, clean this
shit the fuck up.

I know a place we can
drop the body off.

First, I gotta go do something.

Set up the meetin' with that
medical-grade shit, nigga.

Squoo?

Yeah.

That's exactly what I need
from my right-hand man.

It was you.

You pulled me out.

Yeah.

You're not gonna lose
your arm, but, uh,

they're gonna take
you to the hospital

in case you need a skin graft.

The Devil's
Night fires and sirens

started messin' with my head.

They brought back
memories of dead soldiers

and burning children.

A fireman found these.

My family is half-Vietnamese,

and we escaped the
fall of Saigon in '75.

Unfortunately, my
brother didn't make it.

And we wouldn't have
been able to do it

if it wasn't for brave
men like yourself.

I'm not brave.

I was drafted into a war
I didn't wanna fight,

only to come back
home and be spat on,

called a baby killer.

That stupid war was fought

on the backs of young
Black men like yourself.

And you know what?

You're all heroes.

Thank you.

No one has ever said that to me.

Black male injured.

Life threatening.
80% body burned.

Critical, code blue.

Engine
77, all emergency

and priority traffic
switch to tac two,

per command from the EOC.

Everything okay?

Runnin' into a burning building
is a fireman's job, not ours.

You risked your life and
mine for a goddamn John.

We don't get to pick
and choose who we save.

The fuck we don't.

Fuck! Fuck
is with these brakes?

Fuck!

Oh!

Fuck!

Fuck.

Oh!

♪ Get 'em up,
Get 'em up now... ♪

Get yo'
ass out of the car!

♪ Get 'em up,
Get 'em up now, now ♪

♪ Get 'em up, get 'em
up, Get 'em up now ♪

♪ Hands up If you're
feeling Black ♪

♪ You better leave If
you're dealing crack ♪

♪ And if you smoke it
then you're really wack ♪

♪ The red, black, and green
We gon' bring it back ♪

Next time, we
gonna bury yo' ass.

What's up, cutie?

You working late, I see.

I had to come get
something from the office.

What are you doin' here?

I was headed home,
and I saw your car.

Yeah.

I gotta get going.

So I took your advice
and got backup.

Nobody's ever gonna fuck
with my business again.

Hey, what's up with you?

You good?

Look, Markisha, look at me.

Markisha.

What the hell
happened to your face?

Boom got mad like
he always does.

'Bout what?

Look, that crazy motherfucker's
gonna pay for this, I promise.

Terry, no.

He's still my husband and
the father of my child.

I don't give a fuck.

You deserve better than that,
and you should demand that.

Look, if you were my woman,
you would... you'd never have

to worry about no
dumb shit like that

'cause I'd cherish you.

I gotta go.

You go ahead
'cause you be cheatin'.

I don't cheat.

You cheat all the time.

That's how you won last time,

'cause I don't know
how I ain't win.

Yup, and Eastern
United States is mine.

No.

Hello.

Hel-hello?

- Who was that?
- Wrong number.

Come on so you can go to bed.

I'm winning this game.

Isn't that the candy
Daddy used to get you?

Zoe, go to your room!

Why? Zoe, go to your room now!

You should have seen
that motherfucker's face

when I yanked his stupid
ass out of the car.

Man, he was scared as shit.

Oh, shit, right.

Yo, I'm... I'm glad you picked
up when I called for real.

Thanks for havin' my back.

Stop playin' with me, man.
You know this for life.

Yeah.

So what up? What up?

Y'all... y'all good during
the drought or what?

Hell yeah, thanks to B-Mick.

He got us a new plug with access

to some fancy medical yayo shit.

That's some rich white
people shit right there.

- Right.
- Oh.

Oh, that's... that's
cool, B. That's cool.

Um, yo, I'm a little hungry.

I'm 'bout to grab some
couple of Coney's.

I-I'll be right back.

Yo, I made that move to
Ohio like you said, yo.

So your cousin, James, he on
some scurvy shit for real.

Ridin' around in a
new car and shit.

Oh, yeah?

Nigga buyin' new cars and
shit, but he just got robbed.

I guess we got a motherfucking
Judas in the family.

Good thing I got you
watching my back.

Hey, look.

Nah, not right now.

Let's go meet your guy first.

I'ma follow you.

They're about to be on the move.

Hold positions until they arrive

at the rendezvous point.

Only after the deal we move in.

Dawg, what the
hell is you doin'?

The fuck
is he doin', man?

Come on, man, hurry up.

What's this nigga doin'?

The fuck?

Probably be
tryin' to set up some ass.

I know this nigga not callin'
no pussy in the middle

of a fucking business
meetin', dawg.

Must be
some good-ass pussy.

Think that's
that nigga Lamar.

Show me yo' hands!

Oh, shit. Oh, shit.

You heard
what the fuck I said!

Fuck, fuck,
fuck, fuck. You a'ight?

Show me your hands!

But I've just been
shot! I'm hit!

You heard
what the fuck I said!

Back the fuck up!
Back the fuck up!

The fuck are you doin'? He
needs to get to the hospital!

Stay the fuck back!

Man, fuck
you! What the fuck...

Come here, fucking nigga!

Get yo' ass over there!

- What the fuck wrong with you?
- Over there, bitch!

- Back the fuck up!
- He needs help!

Ground, now!

Ground, nigga, now!

Motherfucker,
call a ambulance!

Shut yo' fuckin' ass up!

Bryant!

He needs to get to the hospital!

Put him back in the
back of your car.

We'll give you an escort.

Get in the fucking car, Bryant!

I got you.

Stay with me, dawg.

Drive, Tee!

As I watched
my brother bleed out

and the city go up in
flames, I was shocked

we were in this situation again.

No matter how hard you pray,
the Devil always finds you.