(Khadijah gasps)
-My baby! No! No! -SKULLY: You gonna have to get
that hate out your heart.
If it was me that got killed...
...would you forgive?
(gunshot)
LOUIE: If you kill us now...
...it ain't gonna never end.
Our people gonna come after you
till there ain't nobody left.
Thought we'd start off with ten keys a week.
You say you wanted to focus on real estate.
Y'all can't do what I do.
We the ones that made it right with Skully.
Now we want to run what's ours our way.
BUCKLEY: Well, unless you want to go bak
to not having my protection, I suggest you find
somebody to serve up.
My time now is being in real estate with you.
Grady's on our side,
in legit business with us.
He don't want anything bad to happen to us.
You sure you can work with the asset?
TEDDY: What, you mean that I saved his ass
with that reporter?
See, I was thinking more about what you did
to his father in Cuba.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
HAVEMEYER: Get Grady in line, but do it quietly.
FRANKLIN: Hey, Reed, Grady had agreed to cut the prices down.
$9,000 a kilo.
I'm hoping you can honor that.
Let's keep it at ten for now.
Also, Reed's gone.
From here on, you can call me Teddy.
-JEROME: Just like that? -FRANKLIN: Just like that.
LOUIE: He say why?
Said Grady was reckless and wasteful
and putting us all in jeopardy.
And you believe him?
Can't say Grady ran the tightest ship.
(takes deep breath)
It was bound to hit the rocks sooner or later.
-What did Grady say? -I don't know.
His house is empty, and he ain't answering my pages, so...
JEROME: So what you saying, nephew?
-You think that Reed killed him? -Teddy.
-What? -Said to call him Teddy from here on out.
And I don't know that, either.
LOUIE: You think Grady just walked away
from everything, all y'all's business,
without so much as a phone call?
I think if the CIA shows up, tells you it's over
and you got to move on, then that's exactly what you do.
But yeah, he could have killed him.
Lions sometimes eat their young.
I just can't think of a lot of reasons
why Teddy would've had to.
I can. Saw you and Grady was like Bert and Ernie
-up in this motherfucker. -(chuckles)
Wanted to send a message they knew you would hear.
LOUIE: You mean, in addition
to disappearing his father?
That come up in your little chat?
Whatever happened to Alton, he did to himself.
Bottom line is, whoever the CIA sends,
we got to do business with them.
And that's exactly what we're gonna do.
Well, we can't do nothin' without that price cut.
-We still good on that? -FRANKLIN: (sighs) No.
Teddy's not gonna honor Grady's word.
Prices stay the same.
I made promises.
Well, you're gonna have to break 'em.
LOUIE: How about I take Teddy on a little ride-along?
Let him see how the Colombians got the game sewed up.
(chuckles) Yeah, that'll do it.
Me and him, we did business for months
when you was laid up.
-Let me try and talk to him. -I'll talk to him.
Till then, y'all just keep moving these keys.
Now's not the time to tell Teddy business is falling off.
I'll let you all know more when I do.
*
(train whistle blowing)
(lighter flicking)
It ain't on us, they don't like it, they don't like it.
Fuck we gonna do?
(hip hop music playing over car radio)
(tires squeal)
-(engine shuts off) -(music stops)
My favorite people.
-Looking well. -Mello.
What up with you, Mello?
Shit, trying to get like y'all.
You got it, boss.
LOUIE: Heads up.
Couldn't get that price cut.
It's not a call I could make.
And for that I apologize.
Well, see, now you put me--
us--
in a bad position.
Hey, ease the fuck off or shit get ugly.
MELLO: You see...
I like this,
but I'm not in charge.
You know, just like you, this is not a call I can make.
And now I got to tell the man who's in charge
that things aren't as you said.
Nah, fuck all that. They can tell him.
You know Skully; honor, God, samurais, and fucking spirits.
Oh, he not a fan of niggas renegin'.
You think there's gonna be a problem?
(exhales) I can't call it, big dawg.
You know, he has good days and...
he has real bad days.
If you've got time,
I'd pray for a good one.
(train whistle blowing in distance)
(phone ringing)
Ten grand? Yeah, all right.
No, go ahead and do it.
Send the invoice to the business.
Thanks.
-New windshield. -For the Cadillac?
-For the plane. -(laughing)
(whispers): Right.
Mm-mm.
Looking at me like I owe you money.
-(chuckles) -I could you right now I ain't got it.
What I do got is paperwork.
Your go-ahead for the bid.
Less than 48 hours to submit, huh?
Yeah.
All right, I'll go through this tonight.
-Mm-hmm. -Finish it up tomorrow.
In the meantime, I need you to do something else for me.
-What you need? -Uh, we got to put Grady's house on the market.
(chuckles)
I'm not surprised.
He's got "rolling stone" written all over him,
and, you know, they don't gather no moss.
Grady's left town, V.
-He's out. -Mm.
-(takes deep breath) -Teddy's back in.
Teddy?
Reed.
When'd this happen?
Last night.
You thought he wasn't coming back.
I was wrong.
Okay.
Well, did you ask him about your dad,
if he had anything to do with it?
Caught me a little off guard.
That definitely wasn't an accident.
I'm not a mind reader, so I'm gonna need you to tell me
-how you're feeling, Franklin. -(sighs)
I think as long as I've done right by Teddy,
he's had my back.
I asked how you felt, not what you think.
I don't know right now, babe.
All I know is that he needs me.
As long as I make him money, we all good.
That's all I got for now, all right?
(sighs)
Truck outside. I figured I'd bring it in.
Aw, thank you, baby. You didn't have to do that.
I know, it's fine.
-I had the time. -(beeping)
(sighs)
Proverbs 25:14.
A man that promises a gift
and doesn't give is like clouds...
I'm guessing y'all ain't pray for that good day.
How bad?
Tianna's-birthday-tomorrow bad.
SKULLY: Niggas need to see
they consequences in action.
He'd like to see you.
-Now. -(line clicks off)
How much you hear?
-Sounded like Old Testament this time. -Fuck.
-(dog barking in distance) -(man whistles)
(siren wailing in distance)
MAN: Yo!
You think this is a fucking joke? This shit is for real.
You don't fuck with the Bible, motherfuckers.
* And move your feet to the beat *
* And the feeling gets much better *
-* When you're feeling the heat * -(baby crying in distance)
*
* So get on up *
*
(door opens)
I wouldn't bring heat to the fire.
I got enough heat to toast this motherfucker if I need.
(chuckles softly)
* We're shakin' up the party... *
The fuck, homie?
Hey, look, I ain't even the nigga that lied.
It was them marked-ass niggas.
SKULLY: False words, real consequences.
CORNROWS: No! (screaming)
Fuck! Oh!
-(yelling) -Calm down, nigga.
Shut up. Get your ass up
and get that blood off my floor.
It's over. Listen close next time.
Get this nigga out of here.
(wailing in pain)
And make sure he don't bleed all over my baby's balloons.
Thought we was on another plane.
Thought we transcended this bullshit.
Now y'all want to sell me wolf tickets again?
What happened to the honor?
Our business with you is our honor.
Our loyalty.
Lying to me ain't no motherfucking loyalty.
LOUIE: We didn't lie to you.
We were told one thing, then we were told another.
-It's out of our hands. -SKULLY: You know,
Titi is in here.
I ain't even supposed to be carrying on like this.
Ten a key-- that's what you said,
-and that's what it's gonna be. -Skully, we can't do that.
SKULLY: Man, you can do that!
'Cause you said and you owe me.
-You already know that. -LOUIE: Okay.
We'll do it.
Daddy's sorry, baby.
I don't mean to get loud.
Hit y'all up later to reschedule the drop
after I deal with this shit.
SKULLY: You know, possums smell like shit
when they tricking predators into thinking they dead.
But the smart ones
don't play with the same predator over and over,
because they afraid he might become wise to the smell.
Did you smell anything on them?
As in possum shit?
As in, do what you say and say what you mean,
or you can't be trusted.
-He comin' apart. -With expenses,
we out at least a few hundo every bird we sell to him.
We in business with a madman,
and we ain't even making money doing it.
Way he goin', ain't gonna be long.
We can wait him out, let him implode,
wait for the next man to rise.
I see your wheels turning.
You notice Mello?
-Itching. -Uh-huh.
We can use that.
(traffic passing)
(children chattering, laughing)
Come on.
-(school bell ringing) -Come on, come on. We late.
(car door closes)
Come on.
Wrong place to start some drama.
Girl, ain't no drama.
Y'all know Mello?
Skully's boy.
-Hey. -Who don't? He stay in the streets.
Saw him yesterday buying some Jordans at the Fox Hills.
I heard he hang tough over where y'all used to dance.
-First Kings. -BLACK DIAMOND: Used to?
Nah. We can't gamble feeding these babies
-on no damn dope money. -Might not always be sufficient.
Well, we need somebody to slide in his ear,
-remind him of his potential. -Y'all steady playing us to the left.
Maybe we just shoot you in the stomach.
-Play a game of spades after. -BLACK DIAMOND: Look, I thought we was past that
-when y'all brought us on. -You think I brought you on?
If it was up to me...
-We'd be dead. Right? -DALLAS: Man, come on.
why you bringing up old shit?
We've been hospitable as fuck since.
-You stay trippin'. -LOUIE: Call us past it
if you help us out.
You know somebody to do it?
Puff The Magic Dragon.
-JEROME: Who? -We'll set it up.
Come on, baby.
(sighs) Little late for this, but...
I'm sorry for...
shooting you and all.
I'm glad you didn't not make it.
I did it again.
-(school bell ringing) -BLACK DIAMOND: You gonna be a good boy?
Morning. Listen, um...
FRANKLIN: Had them get you some coffee.
Okay.
Thank you.
(sighs)
Stopped smoking, huh?
So, I thought maybe we should talk.
Caught me a little off guard the other day.
So what? So anything in particular
-you want to talk about? -Well, you know, I...
For starters, I hate to beat a dead horse here,
but I think maybe I wasn't clear
about why that price cut's so important.
Oh, no, I understand
why competitive pricing is important.
I just don't really think that pricing is the issue here.
So, for reasons that I will never fully understand,
in my absence, you decided that you would make yourself
a middleman inside of your own organization.
My prices, right at market levels.
I think the problem here is the prices
that Jerome and Louie are paying you, right?
So please, in the future, feel free
not to call me out here and ask me to cut my margins
and get people that are trying to fight a war killed.
Why don't you get your own house in order first?
Fair?
But prices aren't really the reason
you asked me out here to talk, are they?
No, not really.
(takes deep breath, chuckles)
Come on, man, you really gonna make me ask?
I wish that I had something for you here, man, I really do.
The truth is, I have no idea what's happened to Alton.
He went after the CIA.
He pissed off a lot of people,
people that are way above my pay grade, trust me.
So what-what you saying?
CIA went down there and found him and what?
Kidnapped him?
-Killed him? -You have to understand.
The CIA, that's only part of the equation here.
From the minute your parents touched down in Cuba,
they would have been targeted
by any number of intelligence agencies.
I'm talking about the DGI, the KGB.
And your father, a former Panther,
would've been what they called a high-value target.
But wouldn't they want to use him? Turn him?
A lot of times it starts that way,
but if he resists, if he doesn't cooperate,
then things can get out of hand.
You know, or, I don't...
(sighs) You know,
he could be in some Cuban jail cell right now.
I understand how hard...
this must be.
You spent all this time hating him,
and then you form a relationship with him again, and...
and he betrays you.
And then this.
Franklin...
I swear to you, whatever happened to your father,
I had nothing to do with it.
Anything else?
Nah.
That's it.
Do me a favor.
Don't ever come to my house like that again
or my place of business or anywhere I'm not expecting you.
Okay?
(quietly): Okay.
Oh, by the way, I got ducks to put in rows tonight,
so Gustavo will meet you for the exchange, same as ever.
FRANKLIN: Okay.
(footsteps approaching)
How'd it go with the Colombians?
Pos iqual que siempre.
So listen, I got a few things I got to take care of tonight.
So are you good to make the drop with Franklin without me?
Pos iqual que siempre.
-(cheering, whooping) -DEJAY: Two for one drinks
-at the top of the hour. Saddle up, boys. -*
The Sexy Stallion is coming up.
* Lay some sugar on me *
* Ooh, that sugar is sweet... *
I missed that ass.
Where you been?
I only come when it's worth my time.
Heard you were here, so...
-it's worth my time. -Hmm.
Heard you moved up.
Working for ole boy in Inglewood.
I do not,
nor will I ever work for anyone.
So you're not his right hand?
Enlighten me.
What the fuck is you really doing here?
(sighs): Mm...
'Cause the boss is.
DEJAY: She's got that sauce, silettos and...
* Lay some sugar on me *
Take your fucking clothes off.
I'll get in trouble.
Baby, I thought you came to fuck with a boss.
* Lay some sugar on me *
* Ooh, that sugar is sweet *
* Ooh, that sugar is sweet... *
(crowd chatter, music playing in distance)
Paid me an extra two grand just to get naked.
Definitely feeling himself.
Don't act like y'all ain't got me out here on a Tuesday.
And you're so welcome. (scoffs)
-(mutters) -Young bitches so ungrateful.
(Peaches coughs, sniffs)
(Peaches sniffs)
You good?
Yeah, yes. I...
I don't think I'll ever get used to all this shit.
Yeah, I'm overdue a Panama run.
Till then, don't get no idea.
I like being alive more than I like money.
-Mm-hmm. -Huh. (sniffs)
-(coughing) -Why don't you call it after this?
Ah, no, I'm good. Shit.
It's not about you.
Whatever you got, I don't want to give it to Veronique.
Head on home. Get better.
I'll be fine.
All right.
-Uh-uh, nigga. -(exhales)
(Peaches coughing)
(engine turns off)
(horn blares in distance)
(vehicle approaching)
(engine shuts off)
You alone?
Yeah. Thought the two of us
could spend some quality time together.
How's the family?
(sighs) Kids are a lot of work.
(chuckles) That's what they say.
Worth it, though, right?
A huevo.
Huevo.
What's up with the drop spot?
Was it your idea or Teddy's?
Not mine.
You know he was coming back?
What about Grady?
If he did, he didn't tell ni madres.
Look, man, I don't mean to put you in a tough spot,
cause any problems,
but Grady had ties here, you know.
Business and personal.
So it's just, it's weird to me that he
would just up and disappear like that.
Shit don't make no s...
You know what? Fuck it, man.
End of the day,
(over radio): Grady was a clown. Right?
Only a matter of time before he turned this whole operation
into a circus.
Shit, me personally, I'm happy Teddy's back.
Get us back to doing business the right way, right?
See you next week, Oso.
Hey, when's your birthday?
You've had that jacket for too long, man.
I'm gonna get you a new jacket, get you some fly shit.
*
I ain't got time for guessing games, Chelle. Hey!
-Spit it out. -You know who is here?
-And he brought a pot. -Sorry, what?
Like, a pot pot.
Uh-uh, he's... he's not back there.
* Don't stop, no *
* You weren't made just to walk the streets, no, no *
-(sighs) -* I think in life... *
You ready for a little taste of home?
Family recipe.
I mean, it's missing a few things, but...
Buckley.
This is my office.
I really need you to respect that.
Okay.
What's missing? Flavor?
No. Pork lard instead of oil, for starters.
My daddy's recipe.
That man could cook.
Hey, I never told you about him?
He was a giant.
Played in the Negro leagues, but...
gave it up once my sisters came along,
'cause he was needed at home.
Gave up a lot after that.
Well, ain't that part of growing up?
-Giving up childish things? -Oh, for some, maybe.
I think that's the problem.
-Giving up what makes us wild. -(knocking)
Hey.
Thing one, thing two downstairs.
Jerome Saint, how's it going?
It's your world, nigga.
How about I get Chelle to come up here
and keep you company till I get back?
That all right?
Yeah. Chelle's always a good time.
Hey.
I told you I needed a little red meat.
Where we at on that?
It ain't a little thing that you asking for.
And right now I got a lot of balls in the air.
So I just need a little bit more time.
Okay?
* No, no, no, n-n-no... *
Mello stuck around after Puff did her magic.
Started throwing money all over the place.
-Throwing it? -Like it was raining dollar bills.
I ain't never seen nobody show out like that.
I almost got my ass on the stage.
Sound like he ripe for the pickin'.
Appreciate y'all for doing that.
*
Come on.
* N-N-N-N-No *
* Just say no! *
They only loyal to the highest bidder.
Said that themselves.
Franklin must be paying well, then.
Fuck that shit.
You really more mad than me?
Putting money in they pocket.
What part of the game is that?
(beeping)
-(train whistle blowing) (vehicle approaching)
(rodent squeaking)
(car doors closing)
All right, what's so urgent it couldn't wait?
After we do this next deal,
Skully wants to take y'all out.
Why are you telling us?
Because, as I said,
I like this.
And you know with him out the way,
-we could do 12 a key. -So you gonna take the throne?
Tomorrow he goes to see a psychic to talk to Tianna,
for her birthday, alone.
No one is feeling Skully at this point,
and no one will shed tears over his death.
-Trust me. -Okay. So go handle that,
and let us know when you're ready to do business.
Thing is, need you to handle it.
Can't inherit the kingdom if I got ties to the king's death.
You set him up, we take a shot.
We both in on the alley-oop.
A lot of trust involved in that.
We all want the same thing.
Gonna need a sweetener for that kind of heavy lifting.
50K.
Done.
You should've said a hundred.
A hundred, then.
Since you insist.
He'll be there tomorrow at noon.
Reach out when it's done.
(train rattling on tracks)
(engine turns off)
LOUIE: Yeah, that's it.
What if she know?
What if who knows what?
She's supposed to be psychic, right?
Yeah.
(opens door)
(dog barking in distance)
-Oui? -Bonjour.
Oui?
(speaks Creole)
What bring you to cross
Mama Mambo's threshold... (speaks Creole)
(Creole accent): Saw the sign out front.
Having trouble with some people.
Need some work done.
(speaking Creole)
Today no good.
-You come back tomorrow. I'll get you straight. -No, no.
Today...
work best for me.
(engine shuts off)
When I said I wanted to invest in property,
like you and ole girl, this ain't what I meant.
It's all good.
We just gonna look around.
DALLAS: For... ghosts?
Syringes?
You go on ahead. I'll watch the car.
You scared?
Of doing white people shit like going up in abandoned buildings
for a look around, mm-hmm, sure am.
See something you don't like, shoot it. Come on.
*
Motherfucker.
(dog barking in distance)
(speaks Creole)
-We good? -Come and rest your heart inside.
I knew you motherfuckers was possums.
I knew it!
This ain't what I wanted to go down.
I really am sorry, Skully.
Mello want a shot running things.
Came to us.
Told us about how you plan on sticking us up at the next drop.
Afraid that don't work for us.
You good, baby?
I'm good.
It's handled.
You sure? Streets, police scanners,
news, all mighty quiet.
Ain't amateur hour over here, nigga.
I feel you, but I'm gonna need a little more than words
to feel comfortable.
Keys to the fucking kingdom.
It's gonna take a few weeks for me to seize the throne.
Got to play the part, you know?
Pour some out for the dead homie.
-(hammers cocking) -Now, come on, Skully.
You know me.
You already know she came to me
with this whole plan...
(grunts)
(grunting, choking)
Rest your spirit.
(muffled grunting)
(bones crack)
(panting)
Through God...
we shall do valiantly,
for it is he...
that shall trample down our enemies.
You, too, huh? You unfunny-ass nigga.
You know what? Take these niggas back to the white room.
I want to test it out.
You know it's a cold game we in.
Pain had me doubt your loyalty.
Why didn't you take a shot?
It is a cold game we in, Skully, but somehow...
we found warmth in that hospital.
And you right...
we owe you honor.
You know, we are our own persons.
Ain't nobody controlling us.
(breath trembles)
You let my angel be a reminder to you of that.
Oh.
You were right.
We going back to the original price.
What about the money?
SKULLY: Keep it.
I don't want that juju shit on me.
(sighs)
(pops)
Where you going? Come on.
(laughs) We got to celebrate getting that proposal in, honey.
Mm-hmm.
* We got them files in... *
You want to dance with me.
* They wanted thousands *
* Oh, back, back, back, back *
* We gave them millions. *
Okay. All right.
-Who do I need to beat up? -(chuckles)
I'm a pregnant lawyer, pretty much un-convictable.
And we both know I got hands.
(both laugh)
Come on, talk to me.
Is this because of Teddy?
Nah, nah. It's just...
just a lot of tension, you know.
A lot going on.
Do you wanna...
Uh, I'm not in the mood to meditate or cleanse,
anything like that, V.
...have sex?
You release some dopamine that way.
(both laugh softly)
-Rain check. -Hmm.
-But I appreciate you. -(chuckles)
-And everything you do. -Mm-hmm.
-Excuse me, Franklin. -Wanda?
Hey, uh, sorry to mess up your happy hour.
Franklin, you think we could talk for a second?
-What's up? -Okay.
So, I was eavesdropping at the house the other night--
not even gonna lie, my bad--
but I thought I heard you say something
about Betty having water on her knees?
Can't walk up all the stairs to collect the rent?
Well, I'm not sure if you know, but...
I used to run track at Jordan.
-I didn't know that. -Okay, well, I, um, grew up
doing construction work with my daddy, too.
So handiwork? Pssh, ain't no thing.
I mean, shit, you could ask Leon.
One time I had to fix his mama's dryer, right?
No wrench, all hands.
Last time I went in the projects,
dryer still blowing.
You asking for a job, Wanda?
Look, I need something else in my life.
Okay? This-this scraping-by shit...
I don't know how much longer I can do it.
(sighs): Uh...
-All right, all right. -Okay. Thank you so much.
Ooh, thank you, thank you, Franklin.
Look, take as much time as you need.
But not too much time.
-Bitches is broke. -(chuckles)
-Thank you. -All right.
FRANKLIN: How'd it go in Inglewood?
Settled everything without firing a shot.
Long as it's settled.
You talk to Teddy?
(sighs) Yeah.
-And? -You know, honestly,
I'm tired of talking about this shit, Louie.
We about to start this shit up again?
Yes, we are.
'Cause they got no idea the shit we going through
out in the street, and you won't let me talk to him,
so pardon me if I want to know what the fuck he said.
-You want to know what he said? -Yeah.
He said the prices ain't changing,
'cause the prices ain't the problem.
-Know what is? -LOUIE: Hmm?
Y'all two.
Breaking away from me.
-Going out on your own. -LOUIE: I see.
So you just gonna bend over
-and do whatever he say? -FRANKLIN (chuckles): No.
But this time he's right.
Look, I gave y'all a chance.
Did this shit for as long as I could.
But this little experiment, it's not working.
I'm happy to split the profits with you all fifty-fifty.
But you got to come home.
Get this operation under one roof.
No, we ain't doing that.
-Why? Why not? -Because I don't want to put my life--
our life-- at risk for your bullshit-ass decisions.
Is that it?
Or is that you're so sure that you're so much smarter
than everybody else?
Getting tired of this.
Lions fighting over sheep.
-This between me and him. -Oh, yeah?
So why don't you handle it, then?
Boom! That's right.
'Cause I know breaking away wasn't Jerome's idea.
And I let it go, 'cause you'd been shot,
been through some traumatic shit.
Hey, you let it go?
Yeah, that's right. For her.
Don't talk out your goddamn neck, boy.
(laughs) Well, then maybe you can enlighten me,
Unc, on what the fuck she wants!
Nah. Why don't you ask her yourself, then?
What would you like, Queen Louie?
What's gonna make you happy?
'Cause nothing seems to do it for you.
How about not being under anybody's thumb, nephew.
FRANKLIN: Well, I hate to break it to you,
but everybody's got to answer to somebody. And me?
I answer to the man who may have disappeared my fucking father,
and who will do the same to us if we don't move this product.
Now, I don't know about y'all two, but I'd like to stay alive
long enough to enjoy what I've made.
So from here on out, I don't want to hear anything else
about kilos or prices.
Y'all want to go out on your own? Fine!
But do not for one second fuck around
with what I got to do to get mine,
'cause I promise you there is nothing I'm not prepared to do.
(car door opens)
(engine starts)
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FRANKLIN: There's a lot at stake these days.
And I am under a lot of pressure.
We're glad you got your own dreams,
but they're not ours.
-(elevator bell dings) -This empire, it's gonna crumble.
-(brakes squeal) -(grunts)
FRANKLIN: I'm gonna do whatever it takes.
FRANKIE: Get in shape.
-You might have a chance of living past 60. -Yes!
(gasps)
-She's so pretty. -Who's pretty?
Mom, this conversation is private.
They're all older than me now. You wouldn't believe it.
Life is a series of befores and afters.
Okay.
I'm jealous of everybody who gets to meet you down the road.
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Here for the do, is it?
I don't-- I don't know what you're saying.
Do I gotta get naked for this?
Nudity isn't required, I think.
[scoffs] I don't know. Europe.
(screams)
WOMAN: We are not safe here.
We don't really live in this world.
We feed off of it.
Aliens. Mother of God.
How have you not gone insane?
Once you sell your soul, it's gone.
MAN: Boo!
It's breaking all the rules.
(screams)
And I'm here for that.