[Mallory] Answer me, did you come down the damn private road?
Why you keep asking me about the private road? You trying to set me up?
This is bad, Body.
She don't need to see you, she needs to see a doctor.
You better get her in check before these other hos think she's on top.
I will kill that bitch first.
[Kimmie] Come on, Rain.
She cut herself. Come on.
[Jules] All I need is for you and all the other girls
just to honor your agreement.
- I can get him to do it for five. - I've never met an honest whore.
[mysterious music playing]
[Kimmie] My God.
[music fades]
[dramatic music playing]
[Horace coughing]
[coughs, groans]
You find them?
Yeah. Um, where can I get water?
Uh, kitchen.
- Okay. - [Horace groans softly]
[pills rattle]
[dramatic music continues]
[exhales]
[faucet running]
[Kimmie] Here you go.
Thank you.
[sips]
I appreciate you helping me out.
I'll be fine in a bit. [exhales]
Meds help a lot.
Reach in my pocket, will you?
[Horace exhales]
Take what you need.
I don't need anything except for you to make sure my friend is okay.
You don't have to make a choice.
Take the money, and I'll contact your friend.
Thank you.
Who is she?
More than a friend?
She's like my sister.
She rescued me and had my back when I didn't know anything.
You're different, you know?
Different how?
You have...
You have care in your heart.
What makes you think that?
I built a business on knowing people.
I see.
You don't have any questions?
I learned a long time ago to not ask too many questions, so no.
I'm sure you've heard of Bellarie Beauty in Black.
Yeah, of course.
Well, I'm Horace Heart Bellarie.
My brother and I, we-- we ran it all.
He was the chemist...
and I went to Wharton for business.
Perfect match.
Do you use my stuff?
Since I was a little girl.
Stop using it.
The lye relaxer, it's killing women.
Cancer.
Guess it's why they call it karma.
I have prostate cancer.
What goes around...
[exhales]
...comes around, doesn't it?
My family doesn't know.
Thank you for tonight.
It's something I-- I won't forget.
You're welcome.
I do wanna see him again.
I'll let him know.
Although, he's a motherfucking thief.
He stole my watch.
I need you to get it back.
It means something.
Write her name down,
and I will contact her tomorrow.
I'll be sure to leave my phone number too.
Although I got a feeling that you already have it.
Why do you think that?
Nothing. Um...
But I-- I-- I do need to get out of here.
Take the truck.
It actually belongs to the gardener.
Take the truck?
Yeah.
And bring it back when you bring my watch.
Okay.
I will.
[pensive music playing]
[exhales]
[keys jingling]
What the fuck?
[engine turns over]
[music fades]
- [nurse] Mr. Bellarie. - [Norman] Where is she?
- [nurse] She's in a room. - [Norman] Take me to her.
[nurse] Certainly. Right this way.
Before we go in there...
[monitor beeping]
What happened?
[nurse] We don't know, sir.
[Norman] Is she gonna be okay?
- [nurse] It's touch and go. - Baby.
[nurse] We are making her as comfortable as possible.
Listen, you gotta save her!
Yes, we're trying--
My family donated this wing to this hospital!
You've got to save her!
- [nurse] We are doing everything we can. - I need to talk to the chief of staff now!
- Right now! - I will have him come see you.
- Go get him right now! - [nurse] Yes, sir.
Oh, baby.
Baby. Baby, it-- it's gonna be okay. I'm here.
I'm here. [breathing shakily]
I'm... [sobbing]
I'm here for you, sweetheart.
Can I help you?
I need to talk to Angel.
Shit gonna get real bad real quick.
He's asleep in the back. And don't wake my baby.
Fine.
- Angel! - [door shuts]
[scoffs]
Wake up.
- What the-- - Where the fuck is the watch, Angel?
- What the fuck are you doing here? - Where is it?
I earned that watch.
- No, you didn't. - Get the fuck out of here.
[Kimmie] You don't even know what kind of watch it is.
I don't give a fuck what kind of watch it is. I earned it.
- You don't know who he is. - He's a fucking old loser.
- I don't care who he is. - He's not. He is Jules' boss.
We're fucked.
What?
Long story short, I went to the nigga's house.
He has pictures with Jules.
He lives in this huge mansion on a private road.
There's like a couple houses in there. Anyway, Jules is not the real boss.
That nigga is.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, he-- he got it like that?
Look him up.
His name is Horace Bellarie.
[Angel] No way.
[Kimmie] Exactly.
Give me the damn watch, Angel.
- This nigga's worth that kind of money? - [Kimmie] Yes.
Jules is the one doing all the dirty work. He's the real boss.
And if I don't get that watch back, we are fucked.
Baby.
No.
- Baby. - No.
Oh my God.
[sighs] Girl, what the fuck is wrong with you?
These niggas will kill you.
Tell Jules I didn't know.
No, no. No, no, no, I have to do this shit so smart.
What?
That nigga's gonna get mad at me, and my ass will be deported.
[Kimmie] You know what, Angel?
You got me into this shit, consider us even.
No, no, no, no, no, you got me into this shit.
Now we even.
- Excuse me. - Yeah.
[door opens, closes]
I'm getting tired of your bullshit, Angel.
- What the fuck is that? - [baby crying]
And then she shows up here to my house?
I'm tired of this shit.
Now my baby crying?
[baby continues crying]
[faint indistinct chatter over speaker]
[Jules sighs]
[exhales] You okay, sir?
Are you okay?
Look what they did to her.
[Jules sighing] Oh my God.
What are the doctors saying?
We're waiting to hear.
Did she say anything?
How could she?
No, I mean, was she able to talk when she came in?
No.
I told her not to go running.
But she loves to run, so...
It was raining. They think she was hit by a car.
[Jules] Hmm.
She's lucky to be alive.
And where was she running at?
She usually runs on the road, you know?
I mean, sometimes in the park.
I wanna know who fucking did this.
And you will.
All right.
Get to it, man.
She's gonna be okay.
How can you say that?
You don't know that.
I'm gonna pray for her.
[door opens]
[birds tweeting]
Mmm.
[Mallory sighs]
[Roy inhales]
[Roy exhales]
[sips]
[Roy exhales]
This early?
Well, I have to wake up to you, dear, every day.
You know what, Roy? I'm tired of this.
Let me sleep down the hall.
For the staff to see?
Hey, shut the fuck up.
[Roy] Mmm.
[exhales] Don't talk to me that way.
Then deal with it. [chuckles]
You think this shit is funny?
[chuckles]
You're kind of sexy when you're mad like that. You know that?
And I find it hysterical. [kisses]
[phone ringing]
- [Mallory] Answer the phone. - [Roy] I gotta shower.
[phone continues ringing]
Shit.
[sighs]
Hello.
[on phone] It's Jules.
I know.
[Jules] I tried calling Roy. Is he around?
[sighs] He's here, but he's never around.
You know he's a fucking idiot.
Mallory.
[Mallory] What? I know we have a meeting today.
[Jules] I know who was run over.
[tense music playing]
I don't know what you're talking about.
[Jules] This is a secure line.
Like I said, I don't know what you're talking about.
So you don't even trust me?
[Mallory] Look, if you wanna talk, then talk.
[elevator chimes]
It's Ina.
She was out for a jog.
Now, why the fuck would that bitch be out in the rain running?
[Jules] Well, she's alive.
Is she talking?
Huh. In a medically induced coma.
[sighs]
Okay, well, she's up in age.
She won't make it.
[Jules] And clearly, you are broken up about this.
Look, does this need to be contained?
I got it.
Well, good. Then what are we talking for?
He's on a warpath, and he wants to know what happened.
Okay, then, well, that's good.
Look, so he-- he trusts you, so you can--
I can what?
[Mallory] Come on, Jules. Shit, don't give me this bullshit.
You're head of security for the company.
You're in Horace's will,
and if she's not around or in the picture, then you get more.
So can I finish doing my makeup and stop talking about this old-ass bitch?
Yeah, sure.
Wait, since you know everything, Jules...
[clears throat]
...tell me who he was with last night.
I don't know what you're talking about.
[Mallory] What bitch was he with?
I'll talk to you later, Mallory.
You see why I don't trust your ass.
[indistinct chatter]
[line ringing]
[pensive music playing]
[banging on door]
[Kimmie] Who is it?
[Body] Open the fucking door!
[Kimmie sighs]
[tense music playing]
What's up?
We here to take you to breakfast.
No, I'm-- I'm good. I already ate.
Why this bitch so fucking hostile?
I don't know.
How's your girl?
I don't know.
Bitch, don't play with me. How's your girl?
[Kimmie] I'm not playing with you.
I... [sighs]
I'm not gonna do nothing.
[Body scoffs]
Shit, we know that.
[Daga] But we just here to make sure you don't.
Right.
Why? Jules told me to keep quiet.
[Body] You sure is worried about Jules.
I'm who you should be worried about.
I'm here doing what he won't.
I'm not gonna say anything.
[Body] We are gonna give you a good damn incentive not to talk
and to know who runs this shit,
'cause you've been coming at me all types of crazy.
I haven't been coming at you crazy. You don't have to do anything.
- You think you gonna take my place? - [Kimmie] No.
You think you gonna get my crown? Is that what you think?
- No, I-- - You think Body, bitch.
- No, I don't want it-- - [Body] Huh, bitch?
[Kimmie grunts]
[Kimmie groans]
[Body] Pick her up. Bring her over here.
- [Kimmie grunts] - [Daga] No, not in her face!
[grunts]
[Daga] Come here. Get up.
- [all grunting] - [indistinct yells]
- [Body] Get yo' ass-- - [Daga] Bitch, we're gonna fuck you up!
- [Kimmie screams] - [indistinct yells]
- [Body] Yeah! Come on, let's go. - [whimpers]
[Body] Let's go.
- [Kimmie] Fuck. - [dog barking in the distance]
[whimpering]
[Body laughs] We fucked that bitch up.
[Daga] Fucked her up.
[car engine turns over]
[breathing shakily]
[baby crying]
[dramatic swell]
The sanctuary is closed.
But we are having meals in the fellowship hall,
unless you wanna pray--
Norman.
A-- Are you okay?
What is it?
- Ina. - What about her?
[inhales]
She's all that I have left in this world.
What's wrong with her?
Did one of your boys do it?
Do what?
Look, don't lie to me, Olivia.
What are you talking about?
We're the only ones who live on that road.
Did one of your boys hit her?
They-- They drink, they-- they-- they party,
they drive down that road 100 miles an hour.
Norman, you're scaring me. Now tell me what you're talking about.
Somebody ran over her, and she's in the hospital.
Oh no.
Norman, I'm so sorry.
So tell me.
Well, what makes you think it was one of them?
I just wanna know.
They found her body in a tow yard in Indiana.
Well, how would she have gotten there from your private road?
I'm confused.
If my brother is covering this up...
I'm gonna destroy this family.
Wait, Norman. Wait a--
[exhales]
- [phone ringing] - [exhales]
Bellarie residence.
I need to speak to Horace.
[James on phone] Who may I say is calling?
This is Olivia. You know who this is.
I'm sorry. He's left for the day.
James, I know you're lying.
Put him on the phone.
- I'm so sorry. H-- Have a good day. - [line disconnects]
No--
[pensive music playing]
[sirens wailing faintly in the distance]
[Kimmie sniffles]
Can I help you?
I need-- I need to see a doctor. I was in a fight.
[nurse] What kind of fight?
Just a fight. A normal one.
Do we need the police?
[scoffs] No.
Are you currently in danger?
Okay. What seems to be going on?
Um, my sides are hurting really bad. Like, my ribs.
On a scale of one to ten, what's your pain level?
- Eleven. - Okay.
Have a seat and fill this out. We'll get to you as soon as we can.
Damn, I'm-- I'm higher than a ten and I still gotta wait?
Look around you, honey. We'll get to you as soon as we can.
[elevator chimes]
[Kimmie breathes deeply]
- [pensive music playing] - [birds tweeting]
[door opens]
[door shuts]
[Olivia] Stop!
- [Charles] Mom, what the fuck? - [Olivia] Get--
I said stop!
Mom, what--
You better get your nasty Black ass out of here!
- Mom, what are you doing? - Sh--
[scoffs] Okay.
Let's see what this is.
Let's see.
Okay, "Cary Dean Jones."
"3435 West 176th Street."
Mom.
Now, do you want to tell him who has his address and info?
[tense music plays]
Leave.
What the--
Go cover your nekkid ass!
You know, me and your father did everything for you and your brother.
I just do--
What is this shit?
You know what? This is such a daggone shame.
I swear, I don't know who is the worst
between you and that lazy-ass brother of yours.
How did you get in here?
You don't think that I can get into anywhere you are?
Okay, so, what do you want?
Did you drive down the private road last night?
I wasn't driving, he was.
Mama.
Shut up.
Can you please just tell me what's going on?
Mama.
[tense music continues]
[birds tweeting]
Go on back in the house and get dressed.
You have to be at the board meeting in an hour.
I don't care about what's going on in that company.
[chuckles]
How do you think you are affording this house that we bought?
Now get dressed and get your ass over there.
[pensive music playing]
[music fades]
- [siren wailing in the distance] - [indistinct chatter]
[pensive music playing]
- Can I help you? - Yeah, I'm here to see Rain Lattimore.
[chuckling]
What's funny?
Nothing. She's down at the end.
[nurses continue chuckling]
[doctor] ...to monitor her vitals.
[gasps] Rain.
Rain. Rain.
Rain.
- Kimmie? - Yeah.
- I'm here. - [Rain exhales]
[inhales]
I should've listened to you.
Shh. It's okay.
You gonna be all right.
[sniffles] No, I'm not.
Yes, you are. Do not say that.
They told me I got... [breathes deeply]
...blood clots.
There's a lot of 'em.
[exhales] They're huge.
They're gonna-- They're gonna go to my lungs.
- I'm gonna die. - No, you're not.
Who-- Who said that?
The nurses.
What are they-- What are they doing to fix it?
I don't know.
[sobbing] They don't even have doctors.
What?
They don't have doctors.
Wait. [splutters]
I'm about to go talk to somebody, okay?
I'm in so much pain.
I'll be right back, Rain.
- I gotta get some answers. - Don't you leave me.
Please don't leave me.
I'm not leaving. I'mma get you something for the pain.
They were laughing at me.
[sniffles] They sending people to laugh at me and hurt me.
I'll be right back.
Don't leave me, please.
Rain.
[somber music playing]
Um, ma'am?
- Ma'am? - [sighs] It's cold.
[sighs] Ma'am?
What?
Your mother-in-law's here.
Why the fuck-- [sighs]
Why the fuck does she always come so early?
It's so annoying.
I don't have time for this shit.
She tried to get everybody fired during this divorce.
Everybody hates her ass. I don't even know why she's showing her face here.
And why am I telling you this shit? [sighs]
Go tell Roy that his mother is here.
[rhythmic hip-hop beat playing]
[man] Oh yeah.
Hi.
- We need to talk. - Okay.
Why don't you come to my office?
Why is everyone staring at me? I helped build all this.
Yes, you did.
[Roy] What do you want?
Hmm?
Well, I certainly don't wanna be here dealing with this bullshit.
[Roy] Then get out.
Well, just like you, I have an inheritance here to think about.
Hmm.
Then why the fuck are you talking to me, Charles?
Because you and I need a game plan.
What game plan?
We've got to stick to the plan.
We'll go in there and smile.
Old son of a bitch.
We need to look like we adore the man so we don't get cut out of the will.
- So here. - What's that?
It's an upper.
No, you need something to take you down, all right?
You look like you're coked out of your mind.
Baby bro, I do not need your fucking drugs. Take 'em.
Boy, I wish we weren't tied together in this will or this family.
Well, you ain't gotta wait too long
'cause that motherfucker gonna die soon anyway.
Don't count on it.
- Evil people tend to live a long time. - Hmm.
Hmm.
- Touché, touché. - Mm-hmm.
[Roy inhales]
You know Mom's here, right? [exhales]
She asked me if I drove down the private road last night.
Shit.
- Shit. Shit. - What? What?
[Roy] Fuck.
- So, what's going on? - I need you to be honest with me.
I always am.
Did Roy or Charles drive down the private road last night?
What?
You know I don't like repeating myself.
You don't. I know that.
Um, I'm just not sure.
I can ask them, but I--
Why? What's going on?
Norman's useless wife was ran over.
Okay-- Is she okay, or...
Norman doesn't know.
But he's furious.
What?
Listen, you know that I left this company because I hated all of that stuff.
Norman is very violent.
He will pull this whole damn thing down if he feels betrayed.
Look, I...
I'll ask him.
[Roy sighs]
[Mallory exhales]
Mother.
Hi.
[Roy sucks teeth]
What's going on?
I was talking to your wife.
[Roy] Well, I'm here now, so you can...
You can talk to me.
It's better that I talk to her.
What, you don't wanna attack him the way you attacked me?
[Olivia sighs]
Mallory, we'll finish this discussion later.
See, Mom is still a motherfucking--
Hey, watch your mouth.
Charles, leave.
Okay. All right, sure.
I'll be in my office if you need me.
[Roy exhales]
[Roy sighs]
Look, I need to run these numbers before the board meeting.
So, what'd my mother want?
The woman that was run over
was your aunt.
Norman's wife.
You fucking lying.
No, I'm not.
Jules told me this morning.
And why didn't you tell me?
Roy, I don't have to tell you shit.
Mmm.
And why are we talking about this anyway? The bitch was old.
I have too much to do. I don't have time for this.
You know, you is, um...
just an evil...
[inhales sharply]
You a motherfucking dark cloud.
First of all, did you just say "you is"?
Mm-hmm.
It takes one to know one, motherfucker.
[Roy chuckles]
All that money your parents spent, and you talking about "you is."
And you know I'm gonna find out about that ho that you're sleeping with, right?
- Which one? - You-- You're stupid.
You know, scratch that. You just dumb as hell.
- All you do is get high... - Mm-hmm.
...and sleep with your whores all the time,
then you come in here with this bullshit with me.
Baby, you know what?
You're just paranoid. That's it.
- You're just a paranoid person. - It's paranoia.
That's what you are. And you know what?
I really don't think anyone called your phone.
Really?
Mm-hmm.
- [Roy] Hmm. - [chuckles softly]
Call my wife.
[male voice] Calling my wife.
[phone ringing]
What the fuck?
As I said, you're stupid.
Fuck you.
Shit.
[Roy] Charles.
What?
How the hell...
What?
Here, ask my phone to-- to call my wife.
- I don't have a wife. - Numbnuts.
Ask my phone to call my wife.
- Shit. - [male voice] Calling my wife.
[line ringing]
What the fuck? How is this shit even possible, bruh?
What the fuck?
Are you stupid?
- Call it again. - What? No, man.
Call it again.
No.
I'm just confused.
How the fuck my wife is being able to do this
because I thought I had a password on this shit.
You got the AI turned on. Turn it off.
How?
- Give it here. Give it here. - [Roy exhales]
Let me see.
- You see that right there? - Mm-hmm.
That turns it off.
[chuckles]
She set me up.
Who?
Mm-hmm. That bitch set me up.
Roy--
[Roy] Move, nigga.
He's gonna be mad at you.
[Kimmie] Who?
- Jules. - [Kimmie tsks]
- I don't care. - [exhales]
You know they don't want you in here.
- Still don't care. - [Rain exhales]
- Don't let them hurt you, Kimmie. - Rain...
Rest.
[exhales]
You need to go to work.
Don't worry about me. Go.
You can come see me tomorrow.
- I'm not leaving you here. - [Rain tsks]
I'll be fine, girl. Go to work.
- I need you to be okay. - [Rain exhales]
You know I'm a fighter.
I got this.
I know.
You are too.
[tender music playing]
They don't know you.
They ain't know you can be a ruthless bitch.
[chuckles, coughs]
[Rain exhales, clears throat]
But I know you.
That's why you gotta get out of here.
I found something out.
You remember the beauty convention?
Mmm.
Tell me why the man who owns that company
is running all this shit that we wrapped up in.
I'm terrified.
What?
[inhales] So
this dude came to the club.
He was trying to get with another dude, so I set him up,
and he just... [exhales]
He was playing me.
You're confusing me.
I went to his house,
and I saw pictures of him and Jules.
Jules been running this shit for him for years.
[Rain breathes shakily] What are you sayin'?
[exhales]
I'll explain it when you get better.
No, it just... It just don't make sense.
Why would he go to the club if he's rich?
Why he just didn't get Jules to take you like the other dude?
Oh.
Roy.
Who?
His name is Roy, and he's his son.
- What the fuck? - It's a mess.
[breathes deeply]
I'm too sleepy for this.
Sleep. I'll be here.
No. Go to work.
I'll be fine.
Just go.
Come see me tomorrow.
[indistinct chatter]
[tires screech]
[Jules] Get in. [sniffles]
[tires screech]
[Jules] You don't learn, do you?
You sent them to beat me up.
[tense music playing]
What?
I was in pain, and I needed to see a doctor.
You was in pain?
Yes, a lot of it.
If I wasn't such a gentleman,
I would show you pain.
I'm sorry, Jules.
You know, once I make a decision,
I don't change my mind.
Jules, please.
Get out
and stand in front of that ambulance.
What?
I don't like repeating myself.
We already in the motherfucking hospital.
You gonna be all right.
Stand there.
You in pain?
Let me show you pain.
Stand in front of the motherfucking ambulance.
Jules, please.
You make me repeat myself one more fucking time...
Get out!
And stand there!
And you better not move.
Right there!
[tense music intensifies]
[tires screech]
- [breathing shakily] - Shit! Shit!
All the safety features is shit.
Now I can't even kill a motherfucker no more.
Come here, bitch!
[sniffles]
You come back down to this hospital again,
it's gonna be the morgue.
[continues breathing shakily]
[pensive music playing]
[birds tweeting]
Son of a bitch.
Jules.
- Yeah, uh, I'll call you right back. - Get off the phone.
She set me up, bruh.
Who?
That bitch you set me up with.
- I don't think-- - No, no, no. You don't understand.
I want to see her tonight.
Okay.
So make it happen.
Because, you know...
I kinda...
I kinda wanna make her suffer a little bit.
And I have told you about getting your hands dirty.
I don't give a fuck, Jules. Set it up, and let me see her tonight.
Okay.
I'll set it up.
Same place.
I'm sorry for the phone call, man, but same place.
What are you doing?
I was just taking notes so I'm--
Give me the phone.
- Dad-- - Give me the fucking phone.
Um, you guys are dismissed. Thank you so much.
Sorry.
[indistinct mumbles]
[pensive music playing]
"I want you to fuck me hard and make me cum."
Horace, do you have to read that out loud?
This is what your son is sending to another man, Olivia.
Stop it.
It's all your fault he's this way.
Dad, it's nobody's fault that I'm gay.
Both of you is fucked up.
Hey, hey. So much for your plan.
[groans softly]
- What? - [Roy clears throat]
He didn't say anything.
Um...
Listen, can we just pay attention? This is very important.
Attorney Varney, go on.
What's-- What's the number of plaintiffs now?
Well, there are 43 other women
that are joining the class action lawsuit.
- [Horace sighs] - You know, we need to just settle this.
I mean, it's-- it's growing like cancer.
There is a reason why you are not part of this family.
I still have my shares.
Why don't you sell 'em?
You know what? I don't need this.
If this lawsuit catches traction,
your shares, my shares, everybody's shares will be worthless.
Then why do you want them, Horace?
[Horace] Olivia...
Shit.
[Olivia] You know what?
[scoffs] I need to go somewhere and pray.
Oh, now she's on a religious kick.
Oh, it's not a kick.
Well, go ahead. You just go and pray.
Yeah, I am. I'm going right now.
Miss-- Miss Olivia, please sit down.
No, no, let her go to that special place, and we'll-- we'll fill her in later.
Look, please, stop.
Can we just get along long enough to get through this meeting?
[Varney] I don't think we settle.
That'll just open up the floodgates.
However, the insurance company will cover up to $100 million.
Well, how much are they asking for?
$1.5 billion.
Yeah.
[sighs]
Well, that'll bankrupt the company.
Yeah.
How did this shit happen?
Hmm?
How did it happen?
Well, look who decided to show up.
Which one of you motherfuckers ran over my wife?
Which one of you did it?
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♪ Till I wipe out, lights out ♪
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♪ Want a piece of me So come and get it ♪
♪ But you gon' regret it You learn to respect it or call a medic ♪
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♪ Want a piece of me So come and get it ♪
♪ But you gon' regret it You learn to respect it or call a medic ♪
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