Beauty in Black

-This bitch killed my two bottom bitches? -

I asked you to help me set this motherfucker up.

-And you do this? -

I am really gonna miss fucking you.

I just sent you a picture of a kid.

-He goes by Angel. -

I just wanna talk to him.

License and registration?

You find Rain. She's probably with that bitch Kimmie.

I think your father is trying to cut you,

your mother, and brother out of the will.

I didn't tell him nothing.

- What are you doing here? -Are you fucking my wife?

I'mma ask you one more time, and I don't have much more patience.

Oh shit.

Damn.

It's a mess in here.

Kimmie did all this?

Whew. Yeah.

Like a gangster bitch.

Yeah. Damn.

-What did the DA say? - Pssh.

I don't know. Jules is talking to her.

Hm.

I mean, what did she do to make her shoot her like this?

Man, you know exactly how they treat them.

What's wrong with the way they treat them?

-Get the fuck out of here with that. - What are you saying?

Come on, man. You know exactly how it goes.

I don't see nothing, and I don't know nothing.

All I do is get my money and shut the fuck up.

Well, she fucked up when she took her sister.

Pssh. Told them it was a bad idea.

Well…

now she knows.

-Yes, she… -

Yep.

Come on, man. Let's get out of here.

Hold on, man.

-Gotta find something for Jules. -We not gonna be able to find nothing.

- -Look at this place.

Oh shit.

What?

What's that?

It's Jules.

-Damn. Pick it up. -

-Hello? - What's going on?

Yeah, we're here, boss.

This place a mess.

Yeah, she was always nasty.

Yeah, but we're trying to find something.

What about Angel?

I hate to tell you this, but he was wearing a scrambler.

Yeah, 'cause he knows Horace will kill him.

Yeah.

What you think that was about?

Like you said, we don't know a thing.

All right.

All right, find what you can and head back to the club.

Yeah, we're on it.

- -What'd he say?

Nothing, man. We just gotta find something.

How we gonna find something in here?

Our officers were here already, a'ight?

I'm out.

Damn.

Shit.

And that's it?

That's everything.

You caused all this.

I-- I got caught up, and I got them caught up too.

Tell me why I would let you live.

Please, man. I-- I-- I'll do whatever you want, I promise.

"Please" is not an answer.

I promise, man. I promise.

Come on, yo.

Look, you not even into this.

I'm not, but, uh, I am for you.

No. You mean for your life.

Well, yeah, yeah, for-- For my life, I'll do it.

Nah.

-Please, man. -You--

You-- You had a really good situation you could've had.

I-- I-- I want that situation, I do. I…

-I want it. -Yeah.

Nah.

You tried to rob me.

I didn't. I-- I sw-- I don't even know who those dudes were.

-My guys didn't even show up. -Yeah, I know, I know.

-You know? -Yeah.

I know they weren't with you.

Well, you-- You see?

Yeah, but you tried to rob me.

I didn't, man. I…

I just want a better life.

I got a kid.

I just wanna pay them off and get out of this shit, a'ight?

Like Kimmie and Rain. We just want out.

Please, man.

So all this is happening at the club?

Yes.

And if I go to Rain,

is she gonna tell me the same thing you sayin'?

Nah.

She won't?

Nah, nah, Rain, she's…

She's a ride-or-die. She ain't gonna tell you shit.

You just some little bitch that'll tell everything.

- -You were gonna kill me, man.

Don't know why I got the craziest crush on you.

That's a good thing, right?

So come on, man. Come on.

Come on.

Such a pretty face to kill.

Please don't. Please, please.

Hey, where you goin'?

Shit.

-What do you want? -I need to come in.

-I thought you said you wasn't coming. -Listen, this is serious. Damn. Move.

Shit.

- -Shit.

Shit.

Fuck.

Ah, F-- Man.

What do you want?

I think your brother's gonna tell your father.

-What, about us? -No, about me and Mallory.

You and Mallory?

- -Don't look at me like that.

He came in, and he accused me of sleeping with Mallory.

-Really? -Yes.

Why are you here?

'Cause I needed to tell you.

So you just wanted to blow this up for me?

What the fuck are you talking about?

You are fucking Mallory.

No.

-Varney… -Come on.

Charles, you know me.

-Yeah, I do. -Yeah.

And I know you'd do whatever you gotta do to get ahead.

Now what the fuck is that supposed to mean?

It means I don't believe you're not fucking my brother's wife.

You really believe that?

Yeah, I do.

Fine. Then go ask her.

Okay, I will.

No, don't go ask her.

I don't want you to ask her, 'cause then she'll wonder why you're asking.

Well, I wanna know, so…

Well, you should know because I'm telling you.

That don't mean shit.

Are you really saying this to me?

Look, if you don't mind, I'm fucking something in the other room, so…

Go away.

-Charles. -Listen.

I'm trying to finish getting laid.

Then I'm going back up to that club

to find out who the fuck that was that stole my car.

I ain't leavin'.

Okay, well, just stand there, then.

Charles…

who's in that room?

Just listen.

Charles.

Where were we…

…lover?

Oh fuck.

Yeah.

-Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm. -

Ooh!

- -

- -

Shit. You scared the shit out of me, you stupid motherfucker.

I saw you come in. Can you get these off?

-What? -Get the cuffs off.