Snowfall (2017–…): Season 3, Episode 7 - Pocket Full of Rocks - full transcript

Something is happening in my
neighborhood.

There's more money
on the streets...

- (GUNSHOT)
- ...more shootings.

- (LAUGHS)
- (SHOUTS)

It's called "rock."

What are you doing?

ANDRE: Getting you packed up,
taking you to school.

JULES: You think
bringing our child

into the middle of this is safe?

I can keep you both clear of
the more dangerous parts of it.

- Hi.
- TONY: Who exactly is Teddy McDonald?



He also went under an alias:

"Reed Thompson."

Track him down,

you'll find out
what happened to my agent.

HERNAN: We might not be able
to leave after all.

He threatened to kill me.

I'll go to school.

Come on. I only got
one more night left with you.

Let's do it.

("I NEED A FREAK" BY
EGYPTIAN LOVER PLAYING)

(MELODY MOANING)

♪ In these times
of hate and pain ♪

♪ We need a remedy... ♪

(MOANS): Oh.



(GRUNTING)

(SIGHS, LAUGHS)

Goddamn!

(LAUGHS)

You taste like pineapples
and shit.

(BOTH LAUGH)

♪ I need a freak
every day and every night ♪

♪ I need a freak... ♪

(BOTH LAUGH)

♪ I need a freak to be
my home computer set... ♪

(CHUCKLES): What you doing?

Shit, you got your six.
It's time for my nine.

(LAUGHS)

Uh, you know
if there's any more rock?

Other than my dick?

(LAUGHS)

Yo, you just gonna do me
like that?

- ♪ To calm my nerves ♪
- ♪ Help me out ♪

♪ I need a freak with long,
long hair... ♪

Hey, you seen Eva?

She been gone.

(CLICKS TONGUE)

♪ I need a freak
every day and every night... ♪

Any more rock?

No, I'm fresh out.

♪ So that she only comes
to satisfy me ♪

♪ I need a freak, I really do ♪

♪ I want a freak, one who acts
and looks like you ♪

♪ Oh, you know that ♪

♪ I need a freak,
hear what I say ♪

♪ I need a freak
to get me through the day ♪

♪ I need a freak
to treat me right ♪

♪ I need a freak
every day and every night. ♪

♪ ♪

(LOCK CLICKING)

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

(SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

What's happened?

- You've been sick, ma'am.
- (SIGHS)

Awful sick.

Have I?

Two, three days now, you...
- (SIGHS)

you've been, uh...

(STATIC CRACKLING OVER TV)

(QUIET LAUGHING IN DISTANCE)

(MELODY LAUGHING)

Mel?

(MELODY CONTINUES LAUGHING)

MELODY: (MOANS) All right.

(MELODY MOANING, PANTING)

(MOANING) Don't stop.

Right there, Franklin.

(MOANING)

Daddy, close the door.
(CHUCKLES)

FRANKLIN: (CHUCKLES) It's all right, Mel.

He just looking for this.

(LAUGHS)

FRANKLIN: Here.

Take it.

- (GASPS)
- (SHRIEKING OVER TV)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC,
CARTOON SOUND EFFECTS PLAYING)

MAN: (OVER TV) I am Edward,
prince of tyranny...

(PANTING)

...defender of innocent citizens

of all planets.

I gained my superpowers
when I discovered the sacred...

- (TV CONTINUES FAINTLY)
- (ANDRE PANTING)

♪ ♪

God! Come on.

Come on!

(DOG BARKING)
(KIDS CHATTERING PLAYFULLY IN DISTANCE)

Where's my fucking car?

(BICYCLE BELL DINGS)

(TICKING)

- ANDRE: I'm gonna kill her.
- NIX: Goddamn.

Little Melly-Mel,
stealing cars now.

They grow up so fast.

Oh, her little ass thinks
she's slick.

Thinks she's bulletproof
'cause she's going to college,

but she got another think coming.

Hey, slow down.

Here. Drink.

Come on, big guy.

Attaboy.

All right, so what do we know?

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

Karina said Eva came in
around 2:00 a.m.,

so that mean Mel must have
come in, took the keys,

then went out joyriding
in my goddamn car.

VICKS: How have things been at home?

You two been arguing a lot
recently?

Hey, the last dipshit
to raise a 17-year-old

without an argument was
Helen Keller's old man, so...

Seeing as how you're not exactly

the most agreeable son of
a bitch, maybe she ran away?

Why would she run away now?

I'm supposed to drive her

clear across the country
this afternoon.

You can't get much farther away
unless you had a goddamn boat!

Did she have a boyfriend?

No.

Well, we're already running
the APB and running your plates.

Don't worry.
We're gonna find her.

Hell yeah, we're gonna find her.

And then I'm-a kill her.

(PHONE RINGING)

Yeah. Hello.

Oh, shit. Western and what?

Yeah.

Okay. Thanks.

Well, what do you want first,

the good news or the bad news?

- (DOG BARKING NEARBY)
- Damn.

- Yeah. What do you think?
- (SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE)

- Pros did this.
- Pros?

Mm-hmm.

Like hyenas
tearing apart a carcass.

Jesus.

What the fuck is that?

It's Melody's nail.

Oh, shit.

♪ Love you more each day... ♪

(SIZZLING)

♪ ♪

You know y'all broke
my granny front door

when y'all raided her apartment.

Jesus.

- I'm so sorry.
- No, you not.

She 83. Damn near gave her
a heart attack.

I promise you,
that was an accident.

Accident? (LAUGHS)

Yeah. It's a lot of those
around here, huh?

(OTHERS LAUGHING, MURMURING)

After y'all broke her door,

smokers ran up in there,
stole her TV.

Now she can't even
watch her stories.

Okay, look, I am truly sorry,

but I'm looking for my daughter.

And I'm looking
for my granny TV.

I guess
we all looking for shit, huh?

(LAUGHTER)

Yeah, I get it.
Y'all don't like me.

But that ain't got nothing
to do with my daughter.

(LAUGHS) Hey, cuz.

PKs... preachers' kids
and pigs' kids.

Them the ones
you got to watch out for.

- What's that supposed to mean?
- I don't know what to tell you.

All I do know is,
if you really knew her,

you damn sure wouldn't be
looking for her around here.

- (OTHERS OOHING, MURMURING)
- MAN: That's it. That's it.

(LAUGHTER, MURMURING)

(SHON-SHON LAUGHS)

♪ ♪

(OBJECTS CLATTERING)

(LID CLOSES)

(SIGHS)

(PANTING)

- (WHISPERS): Come on.
- (OBJECT SLIDES)

(DRAWER CLOSES)

- (DRAWER OPENS)
- (OBJECTS CLATTERING)

(DRAWER CLOSES)

(SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

- Well, it's been four hours.
- I'm all right.

How you doing with that?

LOUIE: You know your brother.

Tough on the outside, but...

Even tougher on the inside.

Negro, please.

(LAUGHTER)

Well, seriously, how's it going?

They mess with my head.

Supposed to have these
with food.

Somebody hurry up
with the damn French toast.

- Ah. Yeah.
- Come on, man.

They in here
making me take pills.

You know how long it took
da Vinci to paint the Mona Lisa?

- I don't know what that got to do with my breakfast.
- (CHUCKLES)

Patience is a virtue.

- Don't burn me now.
- I got you.

- Okay.
- You know who said that?

Probably da Vinci,
with his slow ass.

(LAUGHTER)

ALTON: No. Close.

- Thank you, baby.
- Mm-hmm.

- Got it.
- Yeah.

- I like a lot of syrup.
- He just got out

of the shower.
He's on his own pace.

Cut me a piece. Come on!
Give me a piece.

- Okay. - That one right there.
- Oh, wait.

- Come on, give me a piece.
- Okay. Oh, this is good.

- It's good.
- Mmm. What did you put up in here?

The secret's in the Texas toast.
Soaks up the syrup.

- Mm-hmm.
- Good. - Hey, everybody.

- Late start.
- Oh, look at him. Come on in here.

- Mwah.
- Get you some goodness there.

(CHUCKLES) I finished that book
I got from Mrs. Mosley.

The Spook Who Sat by the Door.
Damn.

- Deep, huh?
- Mm-hmm.

And the end,
when Freeman killed Dawson...

See? What I tell you? Huh?

- Black man's dream, white man's nightmare.
- (LAUGHS)

Nephew, why you messing
with that nonsense?

- You want a real page turner?
- Mm.

- (QUIET CHATTER)
- Read Pimp, Iceberg Slim.

- Okay. Now, see, I thought you was about to say something.
- Yeah!

- Franklin, ignore your uncle.
- (EXCITED CHATTER)

- (LAUGHS) I am. I am. I'm not listening.
- (KNOCKING)

- Why you gonna tell him something like th...
- Yes. Please.

(CHATTER STOPS)

Sorry to bother y'all
this Sunday morning,

but I was looking for...

You're looking for
one ass whupping.

- That's what you're looking for.
- State your business, Andre.

Mel didn't come home last night.

Was hoping
Franklin might know something.

If you could tell me anything,
anything at all...

- (MUTTERS)
- Hey.

ANDRE: Anything at all.

I know if I was leaving
to go to college,

after I'd done everything that
everybody had ever asked of me,

including holding down a job
my senior year,

getting all "A" s,

I'd appreciate if my pops
cut me a bit of slack.

She stole my car,
and I found it stripped.

Looks like signs of a struggle.

You still want to talk
about slack?

Look, I'm hoping that
you got a better read

on where she could be than I do.

I know you all are close.

I'll ask around.

Sorry to bother y'all.

Franklin, find that girl.

♪ ♪

- (BIRDS CHIRPING)
- (KIDS SHOUTING PLAYFULLY)

(RAP MUSIC PLAYING
OVER CAR STEREO)

♪ 'Cause I relax and chill ♪

♪ But ready to ill
if you're up in my grill ♪

♪ So just step back,
stay on the crack ♪

♪ And check the funky rhythm
that my deejay scratch... ♪

- (HONKS HORN)
- (MUSIC STOPS)

(HOUSE DOOR OPENS)

- (DOOR CLOSES)
- (SIGHS)

- I see Sunday starting off with some bullshit already.
- Mm.

That's just fine.
The last thing I need

is Andre knocking
on my mama front door.

Yeah, that'd be all bad.

Where you think she at?

Why everybody think
I know where she is?

- 'Cause that's your girl.
- Shit.

She ain't been my girl
for a minute.

Hey, the first nigga through
the door always got a key.

- And Andre know it.
- Mm-hmm.

(ENGINE STARTS)

♪ 'Cause I don't need
a nameplate ♪

♪ When the brothers say "ho,"
ladies say... ♪

(RADIO STATION CHANGES)

(WOMAN SINGING GOSPEL SONG)

- What?
- I know your ignorant ass

ain't about to smoke
to no damn gospel music.

You in a glass house, homey.
Put your stone down.

At least I got
a spiritual practice.

Shut your ass up.

"Spiritual practice."

(CHUCKLES)
You're going to hell.

(GOSPEL SONG CONTINUES)

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Eva would've stayed with Mel,
we wouldn't be in this shit.

Nigga, don't be bitter
she was with Maurice last night

and not your ass.

Hey, right here.

- Nigga, you ain't slick.
- What you talking 'bout, Lee?

Stay your ass from my chair
is what I'm talking about.

Fatback, open the door.

Ha-ha! What up, Saint?

- Mm!
- What you doing?

I'm not doing anything.
(EXCLAIMS)

- Maurice. Where he stay at again?
- Mm. Oh.

You know Reece.

He stay knee-deep in some pussy.

Say he does.
Where can I find him?

Hmm. Where he at?

There? Over there?

Nigga, don't act like you
wasn't following him around

like a fat-ass puppy waiting for
him to drop some pussy crumbs.

Damn.

You act like folks can't change, homey.

FRANKLIN: Mel ain't
come home last night.

Heard she hooked up with Reece.

Ain't nobody seen her since.

Shit.

(SIGHS): Uh...

All right, matter of fact,

I think he's been staying with
his grandmama off Western.

- Thought you ain't know where he was.
- No.

That ain't for sure, but...

What, you need me
to roll up on him,

send him a message?

Nah, nothing, like that.
Just put the word out.

Anybody find Mel,
tell 'em to hold her,

page me or Lee.

- All right.
- (CLEARS THROAT) Hey, Saint?

Nigga, don't you see
some grown folks talking?

Dang. Stall me out, Lee.

You got something to say,
Eager Kid, say it.

- Hold on, why you calling me eager, man?
- 'Cause you

fucking eager, nigga, speak.

I saw her this morning
with Wanda.

(SCOFFS)
Wanda who?

FATBACK: Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Wanda Bell

- Don't Tell-Ass Wanda?
- Yeah.

What were they doing?

I don't know,
they just got in a car together.

- What time?
- It was like,

- like 7:30.
- You mean to tell me you saw Mel

- get in a car with Wanda at 7:30 in the fucking morning?
- Yes.

Come on.

FATBACK: Stupid. (LAUGHS)

Damn.

If Mel with Wanda,
that only mean one thing.

- Rock.
- (LAUGHS)

- What's so funny?
- Come on, man,

we talking about Mel.

Yeah, we also talking
about rock.

Yeah, but M... Mel ain't Wanda.

What you saying?

Is Wanda going to Spelman?

- Shit, is Mel?
- Look, let's just find her, all right?

- You think Mel too good to smoke rock?
- You think Eva's

- too good to smoke rock?
- Eva's ass ain't with Wanda.

- Eva went to church this morning.
- That's what I'm saying.

Eva and Mel are strong,
and that's why they're friends.

Wanda,
she's always been fucking weak.

I called Wanda everything
but a child of God,

but one thing she ain't is weak.

Man, what you think,
we making all this money

'cause this shit ain't addictive?

Once the rock get ahold of they ass,

the person you knew, they gone.

- Slave to the pipe now.
- Look,

I know you've been
through it with Wanda.

I know that she's real to you.

What you mean, real to me?

I know that shit hurt you,
but you got to get over it.

- 'Cause Wanda's gone.
- Yeah, and if Mel is with her ass,

then she gone, too.

Well, maybe you're right.

Maybe I ain't over her.

But you're lucky I'm not,

'cause maybe I know
where to find Wanda.

LEON: Look, nigga,
I already know

you've been fucking her,
so that means you know

exactly where the fuck she at.

Nigga, ain't nobody fucking
no smokers.

Shit, and even if I was,

I ain't telling your punk ass shit!

MANBOY: Goddamn.

You Westside niggas
sure got a problem

with keeping y'all bitches in line.

This ain't about no bitch.

Mel's pops is LAPD.

Find her before he does and
having a cop owe us a favor,

that's just good business.

Hey, Bootsy, tell these niggas

how you be getting
ahold of Wanda.

How many times
I got to tell y'all?

Ain't nobody still fucking
with no Wanda.

Nigga, you lying.

Everybody know Wanda
be humming the alphabet

when she sucking dick.

And I'll be damned if your ass
ain't been strolling

in this motherfucker,
humming on the regular.

Sound like one of them niggas
from Sesame Street.

Nah.

Shit, the alphabet
was last month.

She be humming
"Happy Birthday" now.

- She be humming, nigga?
- Don't make me ask you again

where the fuck she at!

BOOTSY: I don't know exactly
where she be at, a'ight?

But I do know
where she cop her rock from.

Bo and Lamont.

Who they?

Lee, that's your neighborhood,
ain't it?

Hey, look, don't worry about it.

I make it a point to know
all the hustlers, big and small.

I can take you straight to 'em.

Good.

MANBOY: Like, trust me,
if I would've known how bad

you had it for Wanda,
I would've never let Bootsy

put his hands on her.

Fuck you talking 'bout?

I'm just saying, bro.

I think a man should never put
his hands on a woman.

Nigga like me...

I'm just saying.

I just follow orders.

Franklin say get rid of her,
that's what I'm-a do.

How I'm supposed to know
Bootsy gonna take it that far?

Shit, one thing about
Wanda is she tough.

She know how to take a punch.

You ever get tired of
hearing yourself talk?

Not really.

Hey, Drew, how you know
these folks again?

I don't.

LEON: Oh, shit.

FRANKLIN: Fuck.

♪ A lyrical monster... ♪

(POUNDS ON DOOR)

♪ That burns like a fire ♪

♪ When I fight I'm mean,
the best you've ever seen... ♪

Hey, nigga,
why you banging on my door

- like you the motherfucking police?
- You Bo or Lamont?

I ain't nobody
unless you buying.

You know who I am?

♪ To ever handle a mic,
the strongest in a fight ♪

♪ You've ever seen
in your life... ♪

Shit. Okay, I got you.

We're looking for two girls.

One of 'em might've had
this sweatshirt on.

The other one's Wanda... we know
she gets her rock from y'all.

Who the fuck is Wanda?

MANBOY: Brown skin.
She got big lips.

She probably ain't got no money.

She be singing ABCs.

Oh.

You talking about Wanda Wonder.

(LAUGHS): Yeah.

Yeah, she was up here earlier
with some other broke bitch.

What'd the other girl look like?

Cute.

BO: Cute?

Nigga,
that bitch was fine as shit.

Slim, long hair, about five-six?

Uh-huh.

Yeah, something like that.

♪ DJs love to spin everything... ♪

Was she bleeding?

Nah.

♪ I was born to do this
and do it all the time... ♪

Where they at?

LAMONT: Mm. Aw, shit.

Let me find out y'all niggas up
here tripping over some bitches.

- Man, come on.
- (LAUGHTER)

This ain't
no fucking game, nigga!

He asked you a question.

Nigga, fuck you.

Where the fuck they at, nigga?

- Speak, nigga!
- Y'all steal any cars today?

BO: Nigga, we hustlers, a'ight?

Nigga, that's my granny purse.

Leon, shoot this motherfucker.

- Whoa-whoa-whoa, wait-wait...
- (PAGER BEEPING)

Just put that shit down
and-and let me explain.

Explain!

- Hey, Saint!
- (DIALING)

(LINE RINGING)

Saint.

FRANKLIN: What's up?

♪ You never let 'em
see you sweat ♪

♪ You never let 'em
see you sweat... ♪

(SLAMS PHONE)

Leon, let's go.
They found her.

She all right?

No.

Checking in with our
morning traffic report.

- (SNORING)
- (DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(SIGHING)

...all major commuter routes,

including the 405
and 10 freeways.

It seems that Mayor Bradley's
plan to increase public transit

and the fact that many people
have simply stayed off the road

has paid off in a big way.

(NEWSWOMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ON TV)

(INDISTINCT NEWSCAST CONTINUES ON TV)

(ANDRE SIGHS)

(SNORING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(TURNS ENGINE OFF)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER IN DISTANCE)

- Hey, Mel!
- Shit.

- What you doing here?
- What? (SIGHS)

Looking for $20 worth of rock.

Shit! $20?

- Shit.
- What you doing?

That's all?

Wanda, no.

Ooh.

This is nice.
This real leather?

Hello? What do you want, Wanda?

Oh, um... these niggas,
they-they stingy with the rock.

- I know somewhere we can get more for our money.
- We?

- Yeah, if you want some rock, it's got to be we.
- Wanda, everybody know

- you ain't got no damn money.
- Nah, nah, see,

my cousin, he owe me $20,
so, then,

we gonna have $40 soon
as you take me to go get it.

- Come on.
- Shit.

- It better not be far.
- No.

- Right around the corner.
- Damn.

(STARTS ENGINE)

Look at Keisha.
Hey, Keisha!

(CHUCKLES)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Cool, cool, cool.

That's why I don't fuck with
niggas from Long Beach no more.

- Hey, just stop right here. It's this house right here.
- Shh.

♪ Call you up and talk... ♪

- Damn.
- Who would've thought?

Wanda Bell and Pretty Girl Mel.

♪ Pick you up and take you out... ♪

- (SQUEALS)
- Wanda.

I'm only gonna say this once.

Don't play with me or my money.

(LAUGHS): Don't play you?
I thought we was girls.

You thought wrong.
This is a simple transaction.

So you ain't
gonna smoke with me?

No, Wanda, I got shit to do.

Okay, so, then I'm
gonna take your $20,

then run in my cousin's house
and get my $20,

then we gonna have $40,
and then we can run to this spot

and cop and have enough rock

- for the day!
- As fun as that sounds,

- I'm going to college today.
- College?

Where you going, CSUN?

- Spelman.
- Damn! That's far as shit!

You know, my aunt went there,
but she gay,

- so she loved it.
- Look, I am just grabbing some

to take with me so I can party
like I'm still at home.

Right, thank you. Okay,
so I'm gonna be right back.

Don't go nowhere.

I'll be right back.

Oh, my God.
(SIGHS)

Shit.

(SIGHS)

Goddamn, girl.

- You cute as shit.
- Yeah!

- Kick rocks, ho, get the fuck out the car.
- Whoa... wait, wait.

- Get the fuck out the car.
- N-No, wait, wait!

- Wait! Wait!
- Get the fuck out.

Wait, n-n-no-no,
wait, wait, please.

Come on, this is my daddy's car.

- Shit, fuck him.
- Please don't take... n-n-n-no.

Wait, let's talk about this.

- Don't take my daddy's car.
- You'll be all right.

No, no, no, no, no! No, no!

Stop! Shit!

Fuck! Oh, my God, he's gonna...

Relax, girl,
they always play like that.

Ain't nobody play
like that, Wanda!

Bitch, your daddy the police.
You really think

- they dumb enough to steal his car?
- Fuck. Fuck.

Where the hell you get that?!

- My cousins.
- Your cousins?

- Damn, you slow.
- You said your cousins owed you money,

and we had to get the rock
from somewhere else.

- Fuck! Damn!
- Bitch, you want to play 20 questions, or you want

- to smoke this rock?
- Ain't nobody trying to smoke right now, Wanda! Damn!

Girl, you ain't making
no sense at all.

(MELODY EXHALES)

My daddy gonna kill me.

He gonna whup my ass.

Fuck.

At least he can't kill you twice.

Damn. Ain't nobody trying
to smoke that.

- (EXHALES) Shit!
- Look, we gonna chill out

and smoke, and by the time
we finish, they gonna come back

and w... we gonna be done.

Shut up! If you don't shut
the fuck up, Wanda...

Probably went to get
some Fatburger.

Man, ain't nobody...

I'm only gonna ask
one more time.

- (EXHALES)
- Get high with me.

Fuck.

(FLICKING LIGHTER REPEATEDLY)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(WANDA LAUGHING)

♪ ♪

- You still high?
- Huh?

That's a nice-ass necklace.

My mama gave it to me.

Is it real?

Yeah, it's real.

My mama had class.

Huh.

I'm thirsty.

Me, too.

You sure you ain't got
no more money?

No.

But I do know a place
we can get free drink

and free food.

- Can we smoke there?
- Uh-huh.

Is it heaven?

Yeah, bitch, let's go.

(LAUGHING)

Get my lighter.

WANDA: Damn!

This place is big as shit
when it's empty.

("SAIL ON" BY COMMODORES PLAYING)

What size shoe you wear?

Six.

Bitch, ain't no way
you wear a six.

Eight and a half.

♪ Sail on down the line... ♪

Eight and a half.

Right there.

First things first.

♪ Don't really wanna know ♪

♪ Where you're goin' ♪

♪ Maybe once or twice, you see ♪

♪ Time after time I tried ♪

♪ To hold on to what we got ♪

♪ But now you're goin' ♪

♪ Whoa, sail on ♪

♪ Honey ♪

♪ Good times never felt
so good ♪

♪ Sail on ♪

♪ Honey ♪

♪ Good times never felt
so good ♪

♪ Sail on ♪

- ♪ Honey ♪
- (LAUGHTER)

♪ Good times never felt
so good ♪

♪ Sail on... ♪

It's like you looked into my soul.

♪ Good times never felt
so good. ♪

(BOTH LAUGHING)

(BOTH SIGH)

This is, like,
the greatest day of my life.

(CHUCKLES)
We can come whenever you want.

As long as it's before 5:00.

(LAUGHS)

♪ Let the sun ♪

♪ Let the sun beat me
getting home... ♪

What happened to that last rock?

(CHUCKLES): I think we smoked it.

♪ When I finally got there... ♪

Look, Mel,
it's-it's been fun and all,

really, but I'm-a need you
to come up off of that necklace.

(CHUCKLES)
What?

♪ There was a note
that said... ♪

(GRUNTS)

♪ I've taken Junior ♪

What the fuck is your problem?

(PANTING)

♪ Won't be back no more, no ♪

No, Wanda,
that's my mama's necklace...

♪ I found somebody who knows ♪

♪ How to get home ♪

♪ Before the break of day ♪

♪ And, oh... ♪

♪ I fell asleep one time... ♪

Get the fuck up out of here, Wanda.

This shit faker than
a three-dollar bill.

No, no, no, this is real gold.

I'll give you a rock for it.

A rock?!
Man, come on, man.

You-you know
how good this'll look

around your girl neck.

- Come on! Oh...
- I said I'll give you a rock.

- I can call you at this number, right?
- WANDA: Fuck you!

Okay, baby,
I'll call you, I'll call you.

So, what's up, Mel?

What the fuck you gon...?

Give me the fucking necklace.

Hey, homey...

I'm sorry.

I didn't want
this shit to be true.

(ENGINE TURNS OFF)

(CAR DOORS OPEN)

(CAR DOORS CLOSE)

You sure it's her?

Go get your girl, Saint.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER IN DISTANCE)

(DOG BARKING)

(CAR ALARM BLARING)

(WOMAN SHOUTING NEARBY)

(GROANS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER AND CLATTERING)

(COUGHING)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE)

(WOMAN COUGHING)

(WOMAN GIGGLING)

- (DOOR CREAKS)
- (KISSING)

Close the fucking door.

(LIGHTER FLICKING)

(MAN COUGHING)

(MELODY HUMMING)

- Mel.
- (GASPS) Franklin?

Franklin!

(LAUGHS):
I'm so happy to see you.

Oh, I like it
when you take charge.

Oh, Franklin...

Whoa. Whoa. Franklin.

(LAUGHING): Where we going?

- We're going home.
- Why are we going home?

I was having fun.

Franklin, Franklin, I miss you.

I missed you so much.

Oh! Oh! Bye, girl!

Ooh, I like to touch.

What? Lee?

What up, Lee?

You came to see me, too?

(PANTING): Oh. Damn.

I forgot something.
I'll be right back.

- No, no.
- Franklin, wait!

- Why don't you just relax?
- You're coming with us.

- That's out.
- Baby, why don't you just relax?

Wait. Wait.

Hey! Fuck! Let me go back!

Franklin, let me go back!

Why don't you... Franklin!

What the fuck
is your problem! No!

- Get in the fucking...
- Damn! What the fuck

is your problem?!

Franklin, fuck!

You never let me have
any fucking fun!

Hate this shit!
(SOBBING)

You never let me have
any fun in here!

You never let me have any fun.

(MELODY LAUGHING)

Are you mad?

You mad at me now.

I'm in trouble.

Uh...
(LAUGHS)

(STARTS ENGINE)

You're a fucking asshole,
Franklin.

(LAUGHS)

Muévese.

(MUFFLED CONVERSATION NEARBY)

(SIGHS)

- (DOOR CLOSES)
- (KEYS CLATTER)

(SCREAMS)

(CHILDREN SCREAM)

(BYSTANDERS SPEAKING SPANISH)

Run away with me.

(SNICKERS)

With the duffel bags or without?

You're serious?

Do you remember our first date?

- (CHUCKLING)
- What?

Don't do that.

- Don't, dude...
- You take me horseback riding

in...
(SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

except you don't want
to horseback-ride.

The horse was crazy.
It wouldn't listen to anyone.

- In English or in Persian.
- (LAUGHS): And so you decide

to follow behind on foot.

In my defense,

no one told me that horses
kick backwards.

Who doesn't know horses
kick backwards?

Goddamn thing
could've killed me.

(JULES LAUGHS)

And despite having
a bruised sternum...

when you realized I'd been
thrown off... (LAUGHING)

you were overwrought.

Overwrought?

- That's-that's not my way.
- (LAUGHING)

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Oh...

For weeks I couldn't figure out
if it was, um, sexist or...

if you were the nicest guy
I'd ever met.

And after...

a few months, uh...

I didn't care.

Because I was in love.

After everything
we've been through,

I didn't think
I could feel like that again.

I was wrong.

You said you want it all.

Well, I'm offering you
the chance to have it all.

Me, Paul... us.

And the job, of course.

Just not here.

Yeah, but I can't leave here,
Jules, you know that.

I think you can, Teddy.

Money for the Contras
is pouring in.

The arms sale in Taiwan.

Cash from the Middle East.

The Saudis alone
are contributing

a million dollars a month.

You've done enough here.

You've risked enough.

Shit, Teddy. (SIGHS)

There are other ways to serve.

Like where?

You know Spelman is named
after a white woman?

Rockefeller's wife.

Thanks for the ride.

So... I guess this is it, hmm?

At least until Christmas break.

What happened to your necklace?

I must have lost it
at the party.

Hey, you gonna miss me?

Jesus Christ.

- Hey, Mel, hey.
- (CAR DOOR OPENS)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

Hey. Oh, my God, Jesus Christ.

Oh, you had me worried sick.

- Are you okay?
- I'm okay. I'm just... Can we talk about this later?

ANDRE: Hell no,
we can't talk about it later.

MELODY: Daddy, I'm tired.
I have a headache

and I just need some rest.

ANDRE: The fuck?

Where did you find her?

If I was you...

I wouldn't let that girl
out of my sight.

(DOOR CLOSES)

What the fuck just happened?

Hold on.

Hey! What the hell
is that supposed to mean?

It means I don't want
to talk about it.

Don't want to talk about it?

Mel. Melody.

What happened?

Is she okay?

No.

She on the rock now.

ANDRE: Melody Nicole Wright.

You'd better answer me
when I'm talking to you.

(PANTING)

Daddy, where's my fucking
money?!

("HEARTBREAKER" BY
GRAND FUNK RAILROAD PLAYING)

(CAR DOOR OPENS, ENGINE STARTS)

♪ Once I had a little girl ♪

♪ Sometimes I think about her ♪

♪ But you know ♪

♪ She's not really there... ♪

♪ When memories do call ♪

♪ I just, I just can't live
without her ♪

♪ But tryin' all the time ♪

♪ Is so hard to bear ♪

♪ Heartbreaker ♪

♪ Can't take her ♪

♪ Heartbreaker. ♪