Vincent, hey. It's me.
Wish you would pick up the phone more often.
It's been four weeks, baby. Okay, we all loved him.
Just-- just let me know you're okay.
Come home. Please, we need you.
I love you. I love you.
I'm not a good man.
Everything I learned in life
was from my father, Enzo Damiano.
He was a self-made man.
He was ruthless.
Heartless. Brutal.
He needed to be.
I didn't play soccer and shit growing up.
Never had swimming lessons and never went camping.
I was taught how to spot the guy who was bluffing.
How to hit someone so it hurt, handle cash, hustle.
He trained me like a soldier. To be like him.
My father began this business 30 years ago
with his partner, Frank Rome.
He brought me in when I was 18.
I had to earn my own respect, same way everyone else did.
So I got my own crew together, my brothers.
We really didn't have a choice.
Enzo said he always wanted me to take over the business.
I knew Rome would have an issue with that.
And when the old man told me
he was getting ready to step down and bump me up,
he ended up dead two weeks later.
Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth.
First lesson my father ever taught me.
Second lesson: Take what's yours.
Five minutes.
-More like 20 minutes, man.
Hey, how are you?
- How you doing? - I'm all right.
Good to see you.
You good? -Yeah, I'm good.
Okay, I'll get the bag. Come on.
How's the guys?
They're ready.
How you guys doing for money?
- We're good. - You sure?
-Yeah, we're good. -Liv is doing all right?
Yeah, yeah. We kept an eye on her for you.
-I appreciate it.
She's a toughie.
- Yeah. My fireball. - Yeah.
-Must have heard from Rome, right?
Oh, yeah. We jammed him up big.
You know, with your father not around,
still trying to put together the pieces.
-Yo. -Yeah, there he is.
So, when you back?
Yeah, later on. I got to handle something real quick,
and then I'm gonna shoot up. You coming over later?
-I hear all the boys are getting back together.
Just tying up some ends in Asbury with Ray-Boy
and then I'm shooting up.
-All right, I'll see you later on.
-All right. See you later.
Let's hit the diner.
-You sure your cousin's good to go?
-Yeah, he's ready when we are.
There's a piece in the glove box.
-Nah, I'm all right.
-Vincent, take the piece.
-He's not stupid, yo.
- I'd feel a hell of a lot better
if you just took it.
-Dobs, he does something stupid,
he's getting off tonight, right?
-Sooner than that. -Okay. He needs me.
He needs money. We jammed him up good.
-All right.
Big's inside.
Just in case.
You got this.
-Stay focused.
-All right.
-Good?
- Yup. - Hey. Eyes on you.
Car to my right.
All right.
-Stay cool, Vin.
Pick a card now. Pick a card now.
You have ten points left. Turn.
You're going down. Let's see what you have.
Let me see if you know what you're doing.
I'll tell you right now.
-Good to fuckin' see ya, Vin. -You too.
-Sorry to hear 'bout your dad. -Oh. Thanks. Thanks.
Yeah. Did Dobs call you? -Yeah, couple hours ago.
I shot right over.
-All right. Uh--
'Preciate it. You'll be here for a while?
-Yeah, I'll be here, man. Do your thing.
Let me know. Want me to come up?
-Nah, I'm good. Thanks. -Just say the word, Vin.
- All right. - Hurry up.
Fifty on Frankie-- oh, shit!
Oh, shit! Vin! What's up, bro?
Good to see you, man. Huh? Yo!
Wait-- what the-- what day is it?
-It's Tue-- it's Wednesday. -Fuck, man. All right.
I-- I put the GPS on the other night,
you're good to go.
-Yeah. Uh, go square up with Dobs,
he's in the car. -Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
-Sorry to hear about your father, Vin.
-Thanks, Joe. I appreciate it. What's up, buddy?
Yeah, man. You need anything, let us know.
All right. You got it. You got it.
Where's, uh, Rome? Upstairs?
He's waiting for you.
All right. Cool.
Boy, what's up, man?
-Come in.
-Vincent.
- Hey. Hey.
-Hey. Hey.
There he is. What's going on?
Good to see you, buddy. - Thank you.
-Good. How you doin'? Good to see you.
Oh, it's good to see you.
- You, too. - Hey.
What's going on? You good?
-Yeah, yeah. Thanks, man. -You good?
-Guys, take off.
Obviously, we have a little catching up to do.
Say hello. -Man, it's uh, nice to see you.
- Then say goodbye. - You, too.
Dennis.
This what you do? - Hey, what up?
-You disappear and then you just pop up?
How you been, brother? - How are you?
-I'm all right. You tell me how you been.
It's been a long time. - Yeah.
-Yeah. I'm sorry to hear about your dad.
-Thanks, man. -You got some talking to do.
Yeah? -Yes, we do. Yeah.
-Well, you want to get through that.
-We'll talk. All right? I'll give you a call
tomorrow or somethin'. -You sure about that?
Slow it down. Okay? -Okay. Okay. I will.
Say hi to the kids, huh?
-Close the door.
Thank you.
-How you doing, bro?
-Great.
-Where's your crew been?
-Why don't you ask your mother?
-Flip, Flip,
Flip.
Would you give us a few, please?
You want a drink? Let me get you a drink.
-Yeah, I'll take a drink.
We were worried about you, Vincent.
Here.
Salute, to your, uh, to your dad.
-Salute.
Please, sit down. Sit down. Relax.
-So, uh... so how are you?
-I know you're probably worried a little bit, but I'm fine.
I owe you an apology, Rome.
I just couldn't be here.
-Well, you lost your dad.
And I lost a brother.
And I dealt with it my way, behind closed doors.
And, um... yes, it is going to be hard
for us to move forward, but we've got to do it.
-Yeah, I know.
I just appreciate you giving me that time.
Thank you.
-I didn't have a choice, did I?
We took a big hit, Vincent.
-Yeah, I just found out about that.
-You're telling me you didn't know
that your own brothers were telling everybody
that they would cut off their dicks
if they worked while you were gone?
You didn't know that?
-No.
-No?
-They got their own minds, Rome.
-We've been completely shut down for a month, okay?
We've dug a really deep hole here.
-I'm gonna handle it. -That's a lot of cleaning up, Vincent.
-I'll handle it.
All right?
-Okay, okay, it is what it is now.
You-- you're ready to come back to work?
-That's why I'm here.
-And you're ready to give the okay
for all our operations now?
-You don't need my okay, Rome.
-Well, apparently we do.
I mean, these guys are family men.
They don't want their dicks cut off.
-Yeah, it's all clear. Yeah.
-Okay. Okay.
Business first?
-Yeah.
- All right.
Your-- your brothers, they around?
They're around. Yeah.
-Good. And is-- is tomorrow too soon?
No, it's good. -Good. Because, uh--
we got a big delivery from Butchie.
You want to do security?
-Yeah.
-He was asking for you,
told to send you regards.
So you-- you want to do this yourself?
-Yeah, I'll bring Dobs with me.
- Good. Good.
All right, Flip will give you all the details.
We'll have the cash ready when you leave.
Right now, okay? -Yeah.
-And, uh-- our friends in North Jersey, you know,
our movers, they're like two months behind.
I couldn't even send anyone.
So my idea is I'll send the guys to do that.
Is that all right with you?
-Yeah, they can do it tomorrow.
-Tomorrow? Don't you want to be there?
-They're good.
-Okay.
Okay, give me a minute.
Hey, Flip. Um, listen, bring the, uh, the cookies
for Vincent to give to Butchie, all right?
And everybody else, listen up. We're back to work.
Everything's on schedule, okay?
Back to work.
-And Barca, call everyone who isn't here.
You know what to tell them. All right.
Okay, we got that done.
Yeah, so... on to other business.
I think I know who did this.
-I'm listening.
-I don't know if I should tell you, Vincent.
I mean, not right now.
It's way too soon for us to make a move.
-Rome, tell me. -Vincent, listen to me.
If we make a move, we will start a war.
We haven't made a dime in over a month.
We have a lot of catching up to do.
Now, if it was your father-- and God rest his soul,
I respect him--
he would have rolled already, all right?
You know, if anything happened to you or me,
he would have rolled,
because he's got the mind of a warrior.
And I say this with complete respect and love for him.
But you? You're smarter in a lot of ways.
So I'm asking you, and I'm telling you
that I need you to just keep your emotions tight,
just for a little bit, all right?
It's good for business.
We rebuild,
and then we take out every one of those motherfuckers.
Trust me.
Vince, I need to know you're with me on this, okay?
I need to know you can keep your head.
Can you do that?
I feel if I tell you, you'll lose control.
I mean, I'm having trouble keeping fucking control, okay?
-Do I know him? -No, no, but I do.
And he and your father went way, way, way back.
I know this motherfucker, and I know that this strategy
is the right one to deal with him.
And we'll get these pricks when the time is right.
-Next week. -Vincent--
Give me a fucking break.
You know, Rome, I think I'm being
pretty fucking cool right now.
And I'm keeping cool for you and everybody else.
You gotta tell me next week.
-Okay. I'll tell you next week,
but Vincent, if we want to come out on top,
we gotta play chess here. You understand?
-Of course I understand. I'm a Damiano.
I know the fucking game, Rome.
-I know you do.
All right, good.
Let me know how everything goes tomorrow, okay?
-I will.
Thanks for the drink.
-Vincent?
I'm glad you're back.
I'm glad you're okay.
- All right. - All right.
-I'll let you know when it's handled, all right?
Okay.
Oof!
Yo.
-You square up with Darius yet?
-I'll see 'im when I see 'im.
-Not the guy to owe money to.
He's a big boy, he'll be all right.
-It's your ass, motherfucker. Switch. Who's in that car?
Uh, new guy. Gummy.
-Gummy? -Yeah, he's a fucking dick.
-Go inside and tell, uh, tell Big to square up with him.
-All right. -All right.
How'd it go?
-It went.
-Whatcha doing, man?
-Nothing.
-She know you're coming?
-Yep. Just texted her when we left.
All right. I'll get your bag.
All right.
Hey, what time tonight?
-Somewhere around eight.
-All right, make sure you're awake.
You got a lot of catching up to do.
- Come on, man.
-Hey, Liv.
Vincent.
- Hey.
I missed you.
- Don't you fucking ever... - Hey, hey, Liv.
-...fucking do that again. -Oh, oh.
- Ever. - I'll see you guys later then.
-Okay, come here, come here, come here, come here. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Jesus Christ, man. Liv, chill.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Okay? Come on.
Man, you hit hard. You been working out?
Hmm?
Come on, let's go inside.
Come here, you.
What are you thinking about?
Don't say "nothing".
-Everything.
-One day at a time, baby.
I'm sorry I had to leave you.
It wasn't fair.
I just can't believe that day came, you know.
I never thought it would happen. Ever.
I keep thinking about his last moments.
-You guys have any idea who?
-No.
No, not really.
There's nothing I can do now anyway. I just wanna...
I don't know what I wanna do.
I just wanna move on with you.
Us.
What happened with Rome before?
-You know, it went.
That's it.
Back to business.
-You know you can talk to me, Vince.
I'm here, okay? You keep everything inside.
I mean, I'm worried about you.
You know, what happened to Enzo scares the shit out of me.
Oh, that's never gonna happen to me.
We've got a lot of life to live, you and me.
I'm not gonna jeopardize that, okay?
-I know.
-Do you?
Hey. Come on.
The guys are coming over in a little while.
Got stuff to talk about tonight. We'll be down in the basement.
-Already?
-We got a lot to go over.
Like?
All right. I'll go get a drink with Amanda and the girls.
The other guys keep in touch with you or what?
- Yes, almost every single day. - Good.
-They were worried about you too.
-What about Rome? You hear from him?
-Yeah, he sent me a food basket and some cash.
A few days after you left.
But I felt guilty spending the money.
-Yeah, don't.
I'll make some coffee, you want?
- Sure thing. - All right.
- That was quick. - I forgot my phone.
Light and sweet? - Yes, please.
The right hand was cocked then, but it didn't-- didn't go.
Held it back. He's waiting for that shot,
and he missed there with the right hand.
He misses that hard right, missing by a good inch.
The right hand was cocked then, but it didn't-- didn't go.
Held it back. He's heading for that shot
and he missed there with the right hand.
He misses that hard right, missing by a good inch.
And he's ready to stab him with a left
and then to follow with a right.
But there he missed with the left,
and got him,
and got a good hard right to the eye,
and then he got another slicing left hand across the face.
Just missed him.
A little further back, it might have done some damage.
Now over there, in the other corner,
the other neutral corner, they're in a tangle once again
in the center of the ring. He's forcing him against--
Vince?
Vincent!
- What, baby?
The boys are here!
-All right.
- very long three minutes
which dropped him in the first minute of the round.
- Shit.
Yo, man, where's he at? He downstairs?
Coming down these stairs
is the only family I got left.
Shit.
We were raised together like we were blood.
Brought up like soldiers.
Fucking short jokes, bro.
-Oh, my God, man. You look good, man.
-All right. Come on. I'm all right.
Come on, boy. What's up, baby?
Let's get some drinks
up in here, man.
I got a little.
Thank you, thank you. Thank you.
-Right.
Marco.
His old man was my dad's right hand for years.
Then one day he was just gone.
Dad took Marco in, and that was that.
I don't really remember growing up without him.
Donny Mac...
Donny's father was my dad's best friend,
but he was a fuck-up. A gambler.
Everyone loved him, but he owed too many people.
A couple days before he got whacked,
he begged my dad to watch over his kid
in case anything happened to him.
I got another brother when I was 10.
Darius Jackson. Dude's in the hurt business.
Always has been since he was young.
He actually held my dad up when he was 12 at gunpoint.
Dad thought he had a pair of balls,
so he gave him a G and offered him a job on the spot.
Been with the family ever since.
And Dobson. He's my cousin.
When my dad's big brother didn't
come back from the Gulf War,
Dobs became my big brother.
My bad.
-What's with the circle jerk, guys?
-Waitin' on you, Liv! Jumpin' in?
-Uh, no. Thank you.
Vin? I'm headed out. You need anything?
-No, I'm good, baby.
-See you boys later.
-So, when we'd become the circle jerk boys?
Just now, I guess.
Man, I missed you guys. Shit.
And I'm about to throw a lot at you,
so just bear with me, all right?
Go ahead. What's up?
-Next couple days are gonna be hot.
I know it's soon, but tomorrow...
tomorrow we gotta do some work.
-So you're not wasting no more fucking time, huh?
-Nah, there's no time to waste.
So just hear me out.
Okay, you might not be crazy about what I'm about to say,
but, uh-- take my word for it. It's the only way.
-Go ahead. What's up?
-So as you know, a couple weeks before Dad died,
he talked to me about bumping up.
And since him and Rome were partners,
every single business we owned,
bakery, car wash, the laundromat,
everything was co-owned by the both of them on paper.
Half of that was supposed to be transitioned over to my name.
So Dad and Rome had a sit-down.
And Rome wasn't having it.
They had a big disagreement, man.
He said he saw a shift in him that night
that he never saw before.
He kept eyes on him, and he started noticing
money getting moved around the way it shouldn't have been.
So he checked into it, he looked at Rome's books,
and sure enough, he was right.
There was a couple big money transactions
that were never approved.
And that never happened
in all the years they were working together.
So he felt it. He knew it. He saw it.
I fucking know that Rome saw his chance
and he made his move. I know it.
I know it was him.
Get the fuck out of here.
-Rome's gotta go.
-Motherfucker.
-I swear I had a feeling.
-Yeah.
-I was fighting it.
So we jump too soon, we got nothing.
All the money's tied up with him...
in who the fuck knows what.
So wherever he goes, the money goes too.
So right now, it's off the table.
Damn, Vin.
I was hoping we could work tonight.
No, we can't. We just can't.
Fuck, man.
So I got a plan.
So to start, Sasso.
Sasso asked me to buy into the bar.
He wants me to buy out Rome.
He just found out Rome was skimming off the top
for the past two years and he is not happy about it.
So I buy into the bar, I take care of it. All right?
Not asking you guys to dip in on that.
Then we got weekly income.
We got a place of business, we got a start.
It's not a lot of money, but it's something.
And there's more. Dobs.
-Couple of days after Enzo passed...
I was thinking a lot about what Vincent's talking about now.
Us not having revenue. It's just not an option.
Us going on like we have been, it's not an option either.
-Mm-hm.
-D, you remember my cousin Michael from New York?
-Yeah. Big boy with the hog. Got a nice little crew with him.
Michael's been trying to push with Enzo for a while.
Being that we're loyal to our connects upstate,
we just never did it.
Now, the product's getting hot.
And they're in desperate need for someone to push it.
What's the name?
-It's called PRYDE.
-Pride, huh?
And it's selling like water during a drought.
P-R-Y-D-E. - Wait a minute.
So you're saying we're gonna be "selling Pride"?
That's kind of a weird thing to say, no?
Listen,
call it whatever the fuck you wanna call it.
Call it Jesus Christ for all I care.
Name doesn't matter. What matters is that it sells...
Guys, we get our hands on this product--
-We bust a move...
Then we in business on our own?
I'm gonna talk to him tonight.
I'll get some details and I'll let you guys know.
-How much we buying for?
-A mil. -Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
A mil? - Damn.
-That's fucking steep, no?
-We can handle it.
-How the fuck we pulling that off?
Oh, Vin, all my shit's tied up right now.
I don't got a fifth of that laying around.
-And we can't get a small load to start?
-We'll be all right.
-How?
-'Cause I sat down with Rome this morning.
-Wait, what the fuck did you do, man?
-Why the fuck would you do some dumb shit like that?
-Chill. -What the fuck?
-Okay, I was with him.
Should have fucking said something.
-Alright, he talked to the cunt. He straightened it out.
-You should have took all of us with you, Vin.
-How the fuck am I gonna take you all with me?
I could barely control myself in front of that motherfucker, man.
No, he's right though.
'Cause I would have killed that motherfucker.
-Look, it's done.
-So you're telling me you just sat with Rome and talked?
-Yeah.
-First time you talked since the funeral?
-Yeah.
-I'm guessing you must have talked about Enzo, right?
-Yeah.
He said he knows who did it, but he didn't want to tell me
in case I retaliated. -Fucking coward.
-'Cause he know we were gonna murder that motherfucker.
-Fellas! Fellas, you gotta stop, all right?
It's taking every ounce of energy in me to be cool.
Just fucking stop.
-Vin, we got it. Go ahead.
-Tomorrow. Tomorrow's a big day.
Rome gave me a suitcase with 250K to buy powder
off our main supplier, Butchie.
The deal is to go there, grab the powder,
and keep that fucking cash.
We're doing the deal under Rome, so he'll have to answer for it.
And then, we have a really big money pickup
with our dealer from North Jersey.
We're looking at 550K.
So I scheduled both at the same time;
we're splittin' up.
Works in our favor because by the time
we're done ripping off Butchie, you guys will already be done.
You see where I'm going with this?
Now we're talking, we got powder to push,
we got 800K in our pocket.
We match up internally with 200K,
we're in business with the PRYDE.
I'm gonna roll with Dobs, we're gonna go handle Butchie.
You guys are gonna get together,
you're gonna meet with this jerk-off named Guy.
He's a shady motherfucker.
So you need a little more manpower there, just in case.
All this happens first. Tomorrow.
And then we deal with Rome.
That's it? Nothing?
-I didn't know you were done, Vin.
I figured I'd just keep my mouth shut.
Yeah, that's it.
-That's a tall order there, Vin.
-We can handle it.
-We gotta duck out for a minute if we do this.
-It's the only way, huh?
-Yeah.
-Well... About time we run this shit.
All right.
Donny?
-I'm down, Vin.
-Marco.
-You gotta ask me?
-All right.
All right.
This time tomorrow night, everything's gonna be changed.
We don't answer to nobody no more. That's it.
Go pack your bags tonight. 'Cause after we do this shit,
we're gonna head to the cabin, all right?
Lay low for a little bit. Figure things out.
'Cause Rome's next.
Nighty-night, Rome.
-Take back what's ours.
-To that, brotha.
Take back what's ours.
-Take it all.
-Later, Vin. -All right, buddy.
Watch out for that black ice, man.
-See you tomorrow. -All right.
Be good.
- We, good, mate. - All right.
Yeah. Lemme get...
Nice.
-Cold as shit, huh? -Mm-hmm.
-How you holdin'?
-I'm all right.
-Yeah?
-Yeah.
-We miss him.
-Yeah, I know.
What's up?
-So we really doing this, huh?
-Yeah.
-She know?
-No.
You don't think it's gonna work, huh?
-You had time to think about this.
-Yeah.
-Yeah, we didn't.
-We'll be all right, dude.
-Yeah?
-We'll be all right.
Get some sleep. Come on.
-All right.
Hey, I'll see you there.
No, that's tomorrow. We'll figure it out, all right?
Later on, yeah?
I'm gonna go meet this fucking bitch.
Whoa, nice mouth, man.
-What's that?
I got a lady here. It's offensive.
-I'm on the phone, all right?
Yeah, but we still heard you.
-I offended you?
Yes, you did.
Big, hold on for one second.
Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you, okay?
-You didn't. It's really not that big of a deal.
I don't give a shit.
-I'm sorry, my name is Vincent. What's your name, man?
It's whatever, man. My name's Dante.
- Dante? Where you from, man? - I'm from Los--
Ooh! - I swear to fucking God,
you're such an idiot. Every goddamn time
you open your fucking mouth! -I'll call you later.
- What the fuck? - No, you're a fucking idiot.
- Yo. - Hey, hold on, Vin.
Vin--
- Sasso. - What up?
-Here, I gotta check for you. Hold on.
-No, no, no, no. Don't worry about that right now.
-What are you talking about?
-Don't worry about that right now.
-Let me square up with you. -Stop, stop, stop. Listen to me.
When a certain someone's hand is off my neck,
that's worth like six months. Capiche?
-You sure? -Yeah, I'm sure.
You're doing me a favor.
Locks are changed, doors open when everything's clear.
Listen to me. Be careful.
-All right. Thank you, man.
You got that? Be careful.
Okay. Y'all sleep?
-Yeah.
- A little bit. - Yeah, me too.
Bags packed?
-Bags are packed and ready to go.
-Marco, you got the address?
-Yep. About 30 from here.
-It's about the same for us.
-All right.
Just give me a shout when you get out of there.
Just make sure you keep an eye out for tails, all right?
All right, I think that's about it.
-Gotta water the flowers, man. Give me a minute.
Yeah.
-Dobs, you fueled up?
- Hey, Liv.
Wait, what?
What's going on?
-Liv, I can't tell you right now, honey.
Just go pack a bag.
-Yeah, I'm-- I'm not going to the cabin.
-Olivia, pack a bag.
I'm not going to the fucking cabin.
I have a life. You don't tell me anything.
You just got back from there. Why are you going back, huh?
-Look, I just-- I can't tell you right now, baby, all right?
-When can you talk about it? -Not now!
Vin.
It's time to roll.
-I got to do this, okay?
I got to keep you safe, and this has to happen.
So please, honey, just go pack a bag.
Take care of me?
How are you taking care of me?
Should I be scared?
-Because it's safer this way, all right?
-Business always comes first, right?
Fuck this.
I'm going to my mom's.
Are you there?
-Yeah, I'm here. Um--
all right, just go to your-- go to your mother's
and I'll call you when-- I'll call you later. Okay?
Olivia? Oliv--
That's why I'm single.
- Nah, it's just...
it's hard on her, this shit, man.
It takes its toll.
All right.
D, you are right around the corner
from the Parkway, man.
Just give me a call when it's all clear, okay?
-Yeah, you got it.
-We good?
All right, let's do it.
Tripping, are we early?
Nah, pull around back.
I've been here before with Dobs.
Circles around back over there.
-Yeah, it's right up here.
You know, I never really liked these guys.
-Who do you like?
-No one really.
- Ah, fuck. - What?
I think that's Kate. That's Darius' cousin.
Which one?
What do you think?
Oh. Well, it's a good thing, no?
No, it's not. All right, park here.
What am I supposed to fucking do with this?
Keep them out of fucking sight?
-All right.
-Yup. Let's do this.
No, I'm gonna kick his fucking friend in the face.
That's what happens. The kid's a fucking retard.
He has your fucking DNA. - What's up, man?
Look, look, where the fuck they fucking going?
Listen, I gotta go. I got fucking people coming in.
-I'm good.
No, I gotta fuckin' go
because you're making no fucking sense.
Vincent.
-There's our friend.
-Come on, D-Mac.
-Man, it's a big pickup for one guy.
-Yeah. Well, let's get in and out fast.
Yo, stay cocked and loaded.
-I got the warehouse. -Yep.
What's your favorite movie?
- Bambi .
You guys hit traffic on the way down here?
Ah, Christ.
-Nah. It was pretty wide open.
-Parkway was a fucking bitch. Ah.
Watch your shoes all over here, all right?
Bambi , you still watch that?
I showed that movie to my kids, you know?
It's kind of a classic there.
You like that movie?
Ah, pardon me for asking. Seems like you would.
It's kind of a-- kind of a woke movie, don't you think?
You got like an artistic rabbit friend, faggot skunk friend.
That stuff doesn't appeal to you, no?
I'm so sorry about your father.
He was a good man. - Thanks, man.
-I respected him so much.
These fucking animals these days,
I want you to know one thing.
I respect you, too. I don't like Rome too much,
but I'm gonna work with you because of you.
You got my word on it. -I appreciate that, man.
-You understand? There's just one little thing.
Please--
Don't fucking move! Do not move!
Drop your fucking pieces.
You're fucking dead, bitch!
- Drop! - I'm gonna fucking
bury you next to your father, you motherfucker!
Don't fucking move.
-Here we go. You got kids?
-Nah, I got a nephew. That's good enough.
-Yeah. Well, that's a good thing.
Ah, shit. Fuckin' bag.
One thing after another with that life, man.
PTA meetings...
Bedtime stories.
You know what I read to my kids as a bedtime story?
If you care, the newspaper.
I want my kids to know what this life is about, you know?
See some Syrian kid wash up on the beach,
I'm like, you know, that's why I give you swimming lessons.
You motherfucker! Come on, motherfucker!
Fuck.
I see you, motherfucker! Fuck you, motherfucker!
D, get the bag!
Get the fucking bag!
- Let's go. - Shit! Ah!
Come on, Marco!
Come on! Come on! Let's go!
Come on!
Donny, come on!
-Come on, Donny!
Motherfucker! Huh?!
He tried to fucking set us up.
Huh? They get the fuck what they deserve!
You good, Donny?-
Donny! You good?
Yo, what the fuck, Donny?
I'm gonna fucking bury you, motherfucker!
Eat that shit! You think I didn't know
you were takin' off the top every fucking deal?
- Don't move. - You're a dead man!
I'm gonna fucking bury you. What the fuck!
Are you fucking kidding?
You're a dead man, bitch!
You mother... fucker!
That's my fucking ear!
My fucking ear!
Fuck.
Dobs?
You fuck! I thought you were fucking dead!
This fucking hurts.
It went through like last time.
-Yeah? -Jesus fucking Christ.
You wanna go to the hospital?
-Ah, fuck it.
-Let me get you out of here.
Jesus fucking Christ. Hold up. Hold up. Ready?
You all right? Ready?
Up.
Up. Up. Up.
Sorry. Stand still.
Hold on.
Hold on, okay.
Hold on.
Okay. You ready? - Yeah.
-Come on. -Yeah.
What about him?
Fuck him.
Donny, what the fuck did you do?
Oh, my fucking... Come on, papi.
Let me see. Let me see. Fuck. Oh, shit!
You gotta put pressure on that shit.
You gotta stop the bleeding.
-Donny, it missed your fucking throat. Oh, my God.
Fuck that.
Fuck, we gotta stop this fucking bleeding, man.
- Whoo! - Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
This on there, man. Hold this tight.
Tight, Donny, all right? Look at me. You good?
-Shit burns, man.
-Ah. Fuck, that was close. You fucking asshole. You...
- Quietest I ever heard you, motherfucker.
-Fuck man. Fuck you, asshole.
-Stop fucking around and hold this shit tight, Donny.
- Woo-hoo! - Fuck!
Tell you what, we got the fucking money!
We got the fucking money, Donny.
-I'm gonna buy a hooker after this.
I just wanna own one.
Geez, man, you always talking this slave shit.
Nah, nah, white girl.
Nah, you know what? Then you get two.
And you get one. And you get one.
- Everybody get a white girl.
Yo, hold that shit fucking tight, bro.
Shit. Yo, let me call Vin,
see where the fuck he's at right now.
-My fucking teeth are loose.
-I'll trade you.
-How you holdin'? You all right?
-Yeah, I'm holding.
-That shit'll kick in quick.
Yeah.
-Come on, D. Hey, give me some good news.
-We got the fucking money.
But, you know, shit went a little left,
you know what I'm saying? Rome fucking tried to set us up.
-What are you-- what are you-- what are you talking about?
They got the fucking jump on us, man.
Fucking shot Donny, fucking Marco got hit on, man.
We fucking banged up over here.
But we making our fucking way up to the cabin now, so--
-Oh, shit!
-What about you, huh?
-Yeah, it went south over here too.
We got the money and the powder, but Dobsie caught one.
It went right through.
-Fuck! These motherfuckers!
How we don't see this shit, man, huh?
They-- they fucking setting us up
while we setting them up?
-I should've seen it.
I should've-- I should've fucking knew.
-Dirty motherfuckers aside, it's behind us. We good now.
We sitting prettier than a motherfucker
with this money, baby.
Yo, how far you out?
-A little over two hours. What about you?
Yeah, about a fucking hour.
-All right. See you there.
- Yo, D. - Yo.
-Check that bag?
-Vin... no-go.
They got us.
-It's good, Vin.
We got the money. We got the powder.
We'll cash in.
-How long is that gonna take?
We needed that cash.
I'll call my cousin.
It's a smaller order, but better than nothing.
-All right, fuck it, man.
Marco, fuck it. It is what it is.
Just get back on the road, head back to the cabin.
Is Donny all right?
-Yeah, he's okay.
All right, we'll see you there.
-All right. Peace.
Dobs, you all right? Hey.
It's fucking dead here, huh?
Sit tight, man. Just sit tight.
Fuck.
Sit tight, buddy.
-I got you. I got you. Easy. All right?
You all right?
Easy on, sonny.
It-- it went through his back.
Hey. You all right? You all right?
Fuck.
You good, Vin?
-Oh, shit. Fuck.
- I think our friends are here. - What?
Get out of here, man. No way.
What the fuck? How the fuck they know we here?
I don't know, man.
Oh, this is fucked up, yo. This is fucked up.
All right, hold on, hold on. Relax.
Come on, man. Relax, man.
-How the fuck do they know we here?
-Yo man, you watch your fucking tail?
Of course, I fucking watched my tail.
They fucking follow you?
-All right, relax. Relax! Hold on.
- Easy, guys. - Hold on.
Strap up. Get in the foyer.
Keep your eyes out. Watch these back windows.
Let's go get some toys.
-I don't think we should be here, man.
I don't think we should be here.
-Shut the fuck up.
-Flip, what are we doing here, man?
-The man said shut up.
-I see you, nigga.
No, no, no, please, please. Vin.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Vin, what the fuck are you doing? Let's go, Vin.
Come on, let's get the fuck out of here.
Let's go, come on.
Shit, let's go, let's go, let's go.
-Hear anything?
-Nah, nothing. It's fucking dead.
All right. Made some coffee.
I'll bring some out.
-All right.
-You want a cup?
Yeah.
Took about a week,
but we did what was needed. He knew it was coming.
Fuck you.
Vincent.
Why you doing this?
Listen to me.
I swear to you, I did not kill your father, you understand?
Why would I do that?
It doesn't make any fucking sense.
You're smarter than this, Vincent.
Think, think, why would I do that?
All of you, think. I didn't kill your father.
You understand?
Fuck you. Fuck you, you little fucking punk.
You're wrecking everything.
You stupid little wreck punk. Fuck you! Fuck you, man!
Fuck you, you motherfucker.
You're a fucking, you punk fucking idiot.
Fuck you, you're wrecking everything.
You're signing your fucking death certificates.
Fuck you! Fuck you too!
Fuck you!
I always knew Rome had cash
all stashed in the walls of his house.
We banked about half a mil off that.
Got us rolling in a business with PRYDE.
We gave him a proper burial to thank him.
One last thing to do.
Something I should have done a while ago.
But it was time.
Did you climb up the wall?
Yeah.-
An ice lake.
I'm trying to find it.
No, it's beautiful.
And then I could, you know, I really,
what I do really want, I want a really big,
beautiful kitchen so it's easy to move around.
- Mm-hmm. - Nice and wide and open.
Maybe-- maybe those like, big garage-like doors.
You could just um-- there's windows,
where you can walk out straight up to the patio.
-Oh, the glass doors?
-Yes, yes! I do love it here.
Do you remember what happened right here?
Mm-hmm.
-I remember what happened on the boat around here.
Oh my God, shut up.
-Hey.
I wanna talk to you.
-This might be it. Am I a bitch if I cry?
-Nah, you still a bitch, nigga.
-We've been together for a while now.
And you've been there through all of it with me.
And I just want you to know I appreciate that.
It's hard for me to talk about my business with you.
And it's hard to talk about my... you know, my feelings.
You know what I mean?
-Vin, how long I know you?
-No, no. I know, I know, it's...
but I gotta say some stuff, this needs to be said, okay?
I gotta ask you a couple things
before I ask you something.
- Okay.
-Um. You know it's not possible for me to trust anyone
other than my brothers and you,
and there's some things that only you know.
And I just wanna be completely open and honest with you
from this moment on. We're gonna move forward.
I gotta ask you, are you okay with this life?
-Yes.
-With what I do?
-Yes.
-There are some people that crossed my path, Liv,
that aren't around anymore.
I want you to know that.
Do you judge me for that?
-No.
-Do you resent me for anything?
-Vin, I know you. I love you.
-You know me, huh?
Yes.
-I love you too.
I can't let you get away, baby.
-I can't let you get away.
-Did you think I wouldn't find out?
Hmm? Well, you knew me, right? You knew me, right?
Everything good in me dies with you.
-What the fuck, Vin? What the fuck, Vin?
What the fuck did you do, Vin?
Back to work.
And Barca, call everyone who isn't here.
You know what to tell them. All right.
Onto other business.
-How'd it go with Rome before?
There's a piece in the glove box.
No, I'm all right.
-I put the GPS on the other night,
you're good to go. -Yeah.
The other guys keep in touch with you or what?
Yes, almost every single day.
What about Rome? You hear from him?
How do they know we're here?
-Did they tail you? You watch your fucking tail?
I gotta do this, okay? I gotta keep you safe.
And this has to happen.
So please, honey, just go pack a bag.
Yeah, I'm-- I'm not going to the cabin.
-Olivia, pack a bag.
I'm not going to the fucking cabin.
How the fuck they know we here?
I don't know, man.
Before he died, my father told me
he threw the ashes of Donny's and Marco's fathers
off this jetty...
after he killed them both.
I'm not a good man,
because I wasn't raised by a good one.
I'm the boss now.
And to be a boss, some things you have to take to your grave.
He always told me, take what's yours.
So I did.