- We just need to find the problem and eliminate it.
-Previously on "All The Queen's Men"--
- She's in love with one of my dancers...
Too bad you have been blackmailing judge.
- And you didn't need to do all this shit.
- I like wreaking chaos.
- You told me to get a job, right?
- I find out you're drinking or doing drugs down there,
you're going back to jail.
- I don't know what happened. - You got drugged.
- I just didn't wanna go home tonight.
- Who was the 17-year-old girl you were fucking tonight, huh?
- That's my wife, and she's 26.
- What? - It's my wife.
- Your wife? - Yes.
There's gotta be a mistake.
- Is your name...Donavan Massy?
- No, no, my name is Frank.
- Frank what?
- Franklin James Wilmont.
- What's your wife's name?
- Lola Wilmont.
- You lying. - No, I'm not lying.
- Kill this motherfucker.
- Please, I'm telling the truth.
- What does your wife look like, hmm?
- She's short, long, black hair, she's beautiful.
Please, I'm so sorry.
- Well, you mess with the wrong one.
- No, please. Please.
- Take this motherfucker to the area.
- No. Please.
- What the fuck?
- So that little bitch is a fucking cop.
- Blue, when I tell you I am slipping.
- Nah, Madam, this ain't you.
See, they know all about you.
How you like the kids in need,
all the shit you give to charities.
- I'm telling you right now, a motherfucker
is really trying me, Blue. They trying me.
- They brought in a fucking cop.
- So everything was a setup.
The fight, everything.
- Damn.
- Does she know y'all got him out of bed?
- Shit, I swear she didn't.
-Okay.
I could use this.
Yeah.
I'm gonna make this work.
- So what you gonna do?
- Well, first, I'm gonna make sure that he doesn't say
anything to her.
- Mm, and how you gonna do that?
- I'll embarrass him so good that he won't speak about
tonight.
- They don't know who the fuck they dealing with.
- Oh, but they will.
Call Master Top.
- Damn.
-Call him.
- All right.
- Please. Please, I swear I won't tell anyone, please.
- Oh, I know you won't.
- Don't kill me.
- No.
I won't do.
- Please, I've never hurt anyone in my life.
-Yeah, okay.
- Please. Please.
- Uh-uh-uh, shut up.
- He's here. Don't say no names.
-Please. - I said shut up.
- Hey, girl. -Hey.
- Not this nigga.
- You need to stop being so closed minded.
- Yeah, all right. Can I bounce?
-Go.
What do we have here?
- Well, here we have a man that we need to make sure
never speaks about tonight, as long as he lives.
- You got his address?
-Absolutely.
- Okay, good man.
Hey, I'm talking to you.
- Yes?
- You ever been fucked?
I'm still talking to you.
- No. - Ooh.
You ain't never been fucked up the ass?
No, please-- -Shut up!
Okay, look here.
I've done this before, and these niggas like it.
And then they do shit to make me come back.
You gonna do shit to make me do it again?
- Please, don't do it, please.
Please.
- Now, look.
This is going to be our little secret, okay?
And it will never come back to you,
so long as it doesn't have to.
- No, no.
- Listen, he will be gentle.
- No.
- Just gonna get a little bit of video.
-No, no, no. Please.
Please, I'm a youth minister at my church.
Please, don't.
- Okay, um, preacher...
he will be gentle, okay?
And we'll just get a little bit of video,
just to make sure you stay quiet. Got it?
-Please don't let him do that to me.
- Oh fuck. - What you want me to do?
- Look, don't go all the way, okay?
And get some good video.
No, no, no, not--
- Damn.
- That nigga say he was a preacher?
- Yes.
Look, make sure he gets home unharmed, okay?
- Why you leave him in there with that nigga?
- He's not gonna go all the way.
- Madam, that nigga is-- - Ay-ay-ay,
make sure he doesn't, okay?
- Listen, you can't ask me go in there and watch them.
- I got it.
Midnight, you need to grow the fuck up, man,
all muscles and no heart.
- Look, I'm gonna go home, okay?
Check the place out, clean everything up.
- Yes, Madam.
- Yo!
How'd it go last night?
- It was fine, bro.
- Make any money?
- What you mean?
- Amateur night.
Did you do it?
- How you know that?
- Online.
Said it was last night and the night before, but I know you
went last night, because you was up here dancing.
- Yeah, I did it.
- Make any tips?
- Nah, bro, what's up? Only made about $2.
- Come on.
- No, won't be doing that shit no more.
- Alright.
Come on.
Let me show you how to dance.
- What?
- Don't let this shit fool you, I can dance.
- Red, come on, man.
Can we just clean up this room before that crazy ass old man
come up here?
- I bet there's a lot of money in that place though, man.
- Yeah, it is.
- Did you at least ask her if she had any more openings?
- Yo, listen, I told you, she ain't really hiring.
- Amp, but I'm a good driver, man.
Just introduce me to her again,
like-- - Man, chill!
- Man, I need to come up, man.
- Brah, this thirsty shit that you're doing, it ain't cool.
All right, I told you, if my aunt needed somebody,
I would hook you up, alright?
You gotta stay cool on that.
You feel me?
- My bad.
You right.
- Always your fucking bad.
Now can we please clean the damn room?
- Yeah, I got you.
- Let's just do our part, man.
- Hey. -Hey.
- So what happened last night?
-Nothing. He went in the house.
- Did the lights come on?
-Nah.
- Okay.
What about this morning?
-I saw her leave, and then he left.
- Anything look crazy?
-No.
- Did you ask Kat if she knows who she is?
-She doesn't.
- So she's not Atlanta police?
-She's FBI.
- What the fuck?
-Yeah.
- What is going on?
-I don't know, Madam.
- No, it's cool, I'm gonna figure out why the fuck
are they putting so much heat on me.
-Sorry, Madam.
- Go check out the club and give me a call.
-I'm on it. - You know what, Blue?
Come meet me. I wanna shoot some shit.
I'm fucking stressed out.
Bring me a big ass gun.
-I'll be there as soon as I'm done.
- Fuck. What the fuck is going on?
You gotta get this shit under control, Madam.
Think, think.
- Gene's over here trying to take my club.
- You don't wanna start this war with me.
- Get the fuck out.
Got this detective trying to figure out
what the fuck I did to Allen.
- I need to ask you a couple questions
about your business partner.
- No one has heard from him or seen him in several days.
- Now I got this undercover over here posing
as a foster kid? This little bitch.
When you turn 18, I'll hook you up with a job.
- At Eden?
- Uh, that's too many open flames.
Too many open flames, bitch, get your shit under control.
-Hey, Blue, what's up?
-Remember those cameras you told me to put up
around the club?
- I do.
- I was looking for places to install them.
I found a mini cam, it was already installed.
It looked to be active.
The light was on and everything.
- Are you finding any more?
-No, not yet.
I pretended not to see.
Because chances are whoever's monitoring them would have seen
me looking and would have known we were on to them.
- Alright, hit up Fuego.
He's a whiz with this kind of stuff.
See if he can work his tech-magic and find out if there
are any more cameras.
- All right. Calling him now.
I'll let you know what we find. - All right.
- Oh, hey. - Hey.
How you liking it so far working here?
- Oh, loving it.
Um, the extra hours during the day definitely help.
I was gonna have to get a second job anyway, so, shit...
this is perfect.
- I'm glad.
We've had some really good numbers lately.
Be sure to keep an eye on the head count, and remind the other
guys who work the front door to check IDs
and thorough pat-downs.
- Got it.
You're really good at this stuff.
- I have a good mentor.
- Madam?
Yeah, how long you been working for her?
- Awhile.
Started working for her a few years ago at a nightclub.
She was the manager there. - Mm.
- She was the glue that held everything together,
had that place jumping like a trap house.
- When she left, I left with her, started here.
- Now, I see how you, Blue, the guys,
the way you all ride for Madam.
- It's honestly the least we could do.
She got us all out of a jam or two.
- Yeah.
- Got us making good money, and she's got our back.
- Yeah. She's the only person that ever came to visit.
Took my calls.
Put money on my books.
- That's Madam.
- Yeah.
She's like all four women from "Set It Off"
wrapped in one.
She's a business woman like Frankie.
She's with the shitz like Cleo. - Yeah.
- A provider like Jada's character.
And although she doesn't publicly show it,
she's got a heart like Tee Tee.
- Yeah. That's definitely her.
- Can I ask?
- Ask what?
- What did you get locked up for?
- Yeah, like I said, you know, just a really--
- Long story?
- Yeah, so to speak.
- I was just trying to get to know you all, that's--
that's all.
- I really like the vibe that we got going on here, okay?
I don't want that to be the thing that ruins it.
- I respect that.
We all got our shit.
- We'll have that talk soon.
All right?
- I'll hold you to it.
- Please do.
- You're sure there's no more cameras back here?
- I'm sure.
Just the two in the main room and one by the bar.
This thing lets me know the location of any active recording
devices, anything giving off an electronic signal that's not
affiliated with our security system.
Want me to take them down?
- No. It's better to let them think we don't know about
the cameras, at least for now.
- I'm gonna do one more sweep before I leave.
Just wanna make sure I didn't miss anything.
I'll be discreet.
I need to find the relay.
There has to be one here.
I'll find it, I may be able to hack it.
And we'll be able to see what they see,
maybe even control what they see.
- You're really good at this shit, huh?
- I just work here.
- Dime should be here shortly.
I need to go meet Madam.
You hit me and let me know if you find anything else.
- Will do.
-Shit.
Those groupings are looking good.
- Yeah.
Pretty bitch.
I thought you might want some more practice with her now.
You get as good with her as you are with that 19,
you're gonna be trouble.
Now slightly different rules with her.
- I remember.
- Yeah, you gonna be trouble.
- Well, my teacher was a motherfucking sniper,
so I should be.
Now, what the hell is going on at Eden?
- I brought in Fuego like you asked.
He found more four cameras spread throughout the club.
- Any in my office? - No.
He found a relay thing, thinks that he can hack it.
- Good.
- You think it's Gene?
- The question is, what the fuck is he doing?
- I had him leave the cameras up.
- Good, make 'em think we don't even know.
Look, until I fire the cleaning crew, keep an eye on them.
- What we gonna do about Gene?
You know you should have let me shot that motherfucker.
Fuck, I'd have cleaned it up. - I know.
But, nah, I got something special in mind for him.
Something's gonna keep him off my back for good.
Come on, let's play.
- Give me this. Alright.
-Hey. - Hey.
- So, I'm gonna start dancing full time.
- Oh, cool. - Okay.
Anyway, Madam said that you would give me the rundown
on what I need to do to get ready.
- Yes, well, first of all, we're gonna have to set up
a fitting with our costume designer.
You're also gonna need a new name.
Amp isn't gonna cut it.
- Madam said the same thing.
- Well, you got the customers pretty heated on amateur night.
They hadn't never seen you dance before.
They couldn't keep their eyes off you.
You left them wanting more.
It's almost like you got them addicted.
Just that fast.
Addiction.
That's it.
You'll be their "A-dic-tion."
Get it?
- Yeah.
- It also implies that you have the ability to get a woman
hooked on you in a very sexy way.
- Okay. Uh, "A-dic-tion."
- Mm-hmm.
- But I don't hate it.
All right, that's it, Addiction it is.
- Oh, one more thing.
You're gonna need to shave.
Muscle definition shows better without all the hair.
- What all exactly do I need to shave?
- Everything. - Everything?
- Yep. Your chest, stomach, legs,
and trim your equipment area too.
We don't need any wild hairs sticking out.
It ruins the fantasy.
- Mm, okay, well, anything else I need to know?
- Some of the guys do things
above and beyond just dancing.
- What do you mean? Like things like what?
- Private parties, drugs, escorting.
Just be careful.
I've seen what this life and all that money
can do to somebody.
Seen good people corrupted, spirits broken.
People ruining their whole lives wrapped up in this.
- Okay.
- Careful what you ask you for, Amp.
This shit ain't a game.
- Hey, thanks.
- Yo!
I don't wanna hear it.
- Well, man, if you're having issues--
- Look, y'all made way more money than I did last night.
- I get it.
- No, you don't. Look at me.
- Bruh. I don't need to look at your dick.
- Listen, I'm Midnight.
This shit ain't supposed to be happening.
- It ain't never happen to me.
- Man, you know what?
- I'm just saying.
- Oh, you're just saying, huh?
Hey, how's Miss Patty?
Are you still sleeping here? - Oh, so we going there?
- Hey, yo, yo. - Yeah, we going there.
- Hey, chill out with that personal shit, man.
- This nigga in here jacking his dick off, you're telling me
to pump the brakes on personal shit?
- Chill...out. - Hey, fuc--
- I don't know why you all acting like y'all ain't
never been through this. Doc, come on, I know you have.
- What you talking about?
I don't tie off, bro.
- Yo, this nigga lying.
- What? I'm blessed, bro.
- This nigga say he blessed.
Bro, I cannot with these lies right now.
- And highly favored.
- I gotta get my shit up, man, don't have time
to be playing with you.
- Yo?
-Hey.
- Who's this?
-This is Tina.
- What do you want?
-I wanna talk to you.
- I'm at work right now. -Please.
- All right, let me get to a place where it's quiet.
-Okay.
- That's what I said.
- That's what--yeah? - Ur, I didn't say to come in.
- I got her on the phone. - Who? Tina?
Put it on speaker.
- Yo.
-Hey.
- Hey.
-I missed you.
- Get out of here with that bullshit.
-No, I do.
- Then why'd you run out of here like that?
-You know why.
- No, I don't.
I don't know what you're talking about.
-Yeah, well, I don't wanna talk on the phone.
- Then why was you saying all that shit you be saying
the last time on the phone?
-I'm sorry, I was drunk and out of my head.
- You lying.
You spoke to the police.
-Look, I made a mistake.
- I don't know what you're talking about.
You know what happened.
-We both do.
- That nigga came in there mad when he saw us together,
and you shot him. -What?
- Come on, Tina, you know what happened.
-Doc, nobody is on the phone.
- Well, admit you shot him then.
-Okay, I shot him.
I shot him, okay?
I wanna see you.
- Nah.
-Please.
- Where you at? -I'm at a hotel.
- Where?
-Just call me when you get off,
and I'll be there waiting for you.
I'll tell you then.
- All right.
-I love you.
- Is it clear?
- Yeah. - Is it clear?
- Yes. - All right.
Do you believe her?
- Yeah.
- Well, she did say she did it.
- It ain't enough though.
- No, it's not.
- What you need me to do?
- Look, let me know when you speak to her again.
And find out where she is, okay?
- It might be a setup.
- Yeah, it might be.
Or maybe she's telling the truth.
Maybe she really missed you.
And it's the dick.
I hear it's good.
Yeah, that's why I'm making all that money in there.
- All right, good dick, go on out there.
- All right, Madam. - Let me know if you talk
to her again, okay? - Got you.
-- Keep me posted. -- All right.
- I don't trust that shit.
- I need four ladies to volunteer.
Who we got in the house tonight?
- Let's see, come on, you right here.
Yep, yep, yep, you looking good, lady with the braids, come on.
Put it down. Yep, miniskirt.
And...I'm taking you, come on, come on up.
- We got something special for you, a little treat.
you see me, I'm your type
- You again.
- Hey, sorry, I'm just really hungry.
- Mm, I bet.
What you doing with those little shiny-ass shoes on?
Gabriel hooked you up?
- What?
Yeah, can I come in?
- Yeah, I just need to check you first.
- Okay.
- Open your legs.
- Uh, okay.
Why are you doing this?
- I just gotta make sure you ain't got no weapons on you?
- I don't.
- I didn't think you would.
You're 17, right?
- Right. - Mm-hmm.
Well, come on in. - Really?
- Yeah, I'm gonna put you in Madam's office.
- Okay.
- Come on.
Right after you.
- Thank you.
-Bitch.
- Did you restock? - Yes, Madam, I did.
- Thank you.
- You ain't gonna believe this shit.
- What shit?
- Your girl is at the back door.
- You think he said something to her?
- Nah. She was chilling.
- Okay.
Bring her to my office.
- I already did.
- Is she clean?
- I checked that hoe like she was about to get booked.
- I know you do it.
- That bitch.
- No, it's cool.
I got it.
- I know you do. - Mm-hmm.
I'm gonna enjoy it, too.
- And I got you. - I know.
- Madam. - Let's get this bitch.
- Let's get her.
- Yes, ooh.
- So you go MIA for a couple years,
now you're a regular customer again.
- Maybe I just missed you.
- Come to see me again?
- When I'm able to work it out.
- Uh, get your own. This one right here is mine.
- Shit, I need to take this.
Can you watch my purse?
I'll be right back.
- Thank you. Yeah, okay.
- It's crazy how much she looks like you.
- She who?
- Olivia.
Teresa's daughter.
- Congratulations.
She's beautiful.
She didn't tell you.
- Tell me what?
- That her husband has been shooting blanks for years.
And then all of the sudden she turns up pregnant
right after y'all started hooking up.
Yeah. It's your baby.
- No.
Can't be. - Look again.
Oh, you don't believe me.
Take it.
Get it tested.
- Well, how do I know if that's the baby's?
- She only has one child.
- Can you give me that picture?
- Where's he going in such a rush?
- Sit down, girl.
- He did that to me, too, girl.
- She don't got any money.
- Hey.
- Hey, baby, how you doing?
- I'm okay.
- How was your night?
- It was fine.
- Just fine?
- Yeah.
Uh, is it okay that I'm in here?
- What do you mean?
- I mean, I'm underage.
- Sweetheart, you are in my office, okay?
You are nowhere near the floor. It's fine.
- Oh, okay.
- Why are you out so late, hmm?
- I just...
- Is he touching you? - Who?
- Don't lie to me, Shemika.
Is your foster father touching you?
- No!
- You can tell me, you know that, right?
I know a family court judge, and she's having his ass arrested.
- No, no, no!
- Can I tell you something?
- Yeah.
- I had my security follow you home last night.
- What? - Yeah.
She said she looked in the window, and she saw him
having sex with you. - What?
- Shemika, is he raping you?
- No, no, no, you don't understand.
- No? Why not?
- Please, that will just make it so hard for...the others.
- The others?
- The other foster kids.
- Well, won't this help?
- No, no, he does it to just me.
Just me, only me.
- You know, that's really odd, because she didn't say she saw
any other children there.
- They were all asleep.
And they're moving me in the morning anyways.
- Convenient.
This is him, right?
Thought so.
I want him killed, okay?
He cannot be hurting little kids.
Especially not you.
And I want you to do it.
- What?
- Here.
I want you to take this.
Go and kill him, come back,
and you can work for me.
You can be my right hand. Here.
- Well, I'm so young.
- Are you?
- What do you mean?
- I was hoing bitches at 14.
- Did you kill anyone?
- No one that didn't deserve it.
- I can't do it, I can't do it.
- Okay, it's fine.
I'm having it done now.
- What? - Yeah.
As we speak.
- What?
- I am having him kill--you know what?
Are you hungry? You want some hot wings?
- No, no, I need to go.
- You need to go?
- Yeah. - Blue!
- Yes?
- Shemika says she needs to leave.
She has to go.
Do me a favor.
Let's get her a ride to exactly where she needs to be.
- Absolutely.
- Go. - Okay.
- Oh, Gabriel hooked you up.
I like those shoes, girl.
- You're wearing them.
- Let me go see who he is and what he wants.
- He says he needs to have a word with you.
I checked, he's unarmed.
-How can I help you?
- Madam.
It's nice to officially meet you.
Even lovelier in person.
Can't imagine why someone would want to have you killed.
- Excuse me?
- You heard me correctly.
- And you know this how?
- Because they tried to hire me to do it.
I'm guessing you know who it is.
Apparently, you and he have a bit of history.
- Figures.
- I didn't take the contract.
That's not why I'm here.
This is business.
- I'm listening.
- Your former business partner had an arrangement with us.
- Who's us?
Who are you?
- The Concierge of the Damascus family.
- Concierge like at a hotel?
- In essence, yes.
I handle an assortment of things for the family--legal matters,
finances, surveillance,
which is why I know who the two of you are.
That's why I have addresses where the relatives are,
love interests, fuck buddies, where you shot your guns.
It's all.
You are a hell of a shot, Blue.
- The cameras.
- They're mine.
Had the cleaning crew install them a while back.
Needed to keep an eye on things.
- So, this business?
- Allen was providing a service for the family.
We would hand him a quarter million dollars a month, and
when he handed it back to us, minus his commission, of course,
it was spotless.
- What does this have to do with me?
- While reviewing the camera footage, I saw what I can only
assume was Allen bagged up, strapped up to a dolly and
rolled out of here.
And it dawned on me.
If Allen is in fact dead, then I no longer have anyone in place
to process the funds that I mentioned earlier.
- So this is blackmail?
- Not at all.
This is the only copy of the security footage
from that night.
Blackmail is beneath me.
But business is business.
We suffered collateral damage as a direct result
of your actions, Madam.
You removed an essential component of ours.
It needs to be replaced.
So, as a courtesy, we gave you a few weeks
to continue generating income.
But we will need to get back to processing very soon.
- I haven't said yes.
I haven't agreed to anything.
This conversation is more of a respectful declaration
of what's going to happen, as opposed to a request.
- Is that a threat?
-Blue.
- I believe I've overstayed my welcome.
- Mm.
- Do look forward to talking to you soon, Madam.
- Why you ain't let me shoot that motherfucker,
coming in here threatening you?
- Bigger picture.
Imagine, eight, nine people just like you and I
in one family, Blue.
That is the Damascus family. - I don't give a fuck!
Fuck them!
You know damn well I'm not scared.
- Neither I am.
But being afraid and being smart are two different things.
- You really considering this, Madam?
I don't like it.
Things are going great around here the way that they are,
why mess it up?
- I agree.
But...having a crime family
like this in my pocket,
owing me...might not be a bad idea.
Get rid of that cleaning crew.
-Right on it. - Thank you.
- Mm, I have had a long fucking day.
I got people after the queen like I'm an enemy of the people.
And then, my friend, there's you.
- So, um, I think it's about time for us
to have a little talk. -Please! Please!
- MADAM; Blue?
- No, please, I'm sorry! Please!