Beauty in Black

A boy was raping Sylvie,

and I pushed him off the second floor of the barn.

- Yeah, it's his son. - Whose son?

Jules?

What I'm gathering is you all have run the company down the damn toilet.

You and Angel wanna threaten my family?

You threatened mine.

-Charles? What the fuck are you doing? -

Police! Get down!

Get down!

Stop fucking moving.

- I'm an attorney. -I don't give a shit!

Okay, give me your badge numbers then.

-Bitch, shut the fuck up! -You shut the fuck up!

-Varney, just stop. -No, no, no, fuck them!

-Varney-- -Give me your badge number.

I'm taking all these cops down!

-Varney! -Motherfuckers-- What?!

They ain't cops.

Oh, this boy is good.

So you came back to finish what you started, huh?

What the fuck you talking about?

I recognize your shoes.

You don't even know what the fuck you talking about.

-Okay, so what you want? -I want the fucking money.

All right, it's in the safe.

Let his ass up.

You pull that shit like you did my boys,

nigga, I will blow your fucking brains out.

-So you do know what I'm talking about? -Nigga, I know you killed 'em.

Okay.

Let me go get you the money.

Move, bitch boy!

Watch that nigga.

I got him. Watch him.

Now open the damn safe!

Fill it up, bitch boy.

And them watches, nigga! Come on!

The watches, come on!

Look, that's everything. That's all I got.

Gimme this! Bring him! Come on!

Hurry up!

All right. Let's get the fuck out of here.

Come on.

What the fuck?

Hey, let's go! Come on! Let's go!

Shit.

-What the fuck, Charles? -

What the fuck?

-I know. -No, you don't know.

You don't know.

But if you keep bringing all these fucking strippers

and these drugs and shit in your house,

this is exactly what the fuck is gonna happen.

-I know. -No, you don't know!

You got bodies cut up in your house!

-Listen, man-- -Come here.

-Come here. -The f--

No, come here. Come over here.

Come over here. Look at this. Look at this!

You see all this?

This is exactly what's gonna happen to you if you don't let it go!

Let me go.

No, I'm… I'm… Let… Let you go?

I said fucking let me go, Varney!

Let me fucking go!

Leave me the fuck alone and let me fucking go!

As you wish.

Yeah.

Go. Go.

Walk the fuck out, Varney.

Walk out like everybody else, Varney!

Get the fuck out! Walk out!

I can't trust and fuck you either!

-Look, just let me handle this. -Who is it?

It's Glen.

And what happened to Glen?

Rain, take Kimmie to the house. I gotta handle this.

No, I wanna know what's going on.

-Let me handle this. -I will tell you.

So tell me!

I will. Come on!

Okay.

Come on, buddy.

Shit.

Whitman!

Shit.

-What… What happened? -Glen fell out of the window.

-What do you mean? -You didn't see it on the cameras?

-No, man. The barn's not covered. -Shit.

-Is he breathing? -He's got a pulse.

-I gotta get him to the hospital. -No, I'll take him, okay?

All right, all right. Right away! Right away!

Copy.

Shit, man. Jules is gonna be trippin'.

What the hell is going on?

-Kimmie, just calm down. -No!

You need to tell me right now!

Okay.

I was taking a nap, and-- Angel!

What the hell you bringing up my name for?

-You were supposed to be watching Sylvie! -I was shopping.

-Shopping isn't more important-- -Can y'all… Can y'all stop?!

What the fuck is going on?!

I was taking a nap, and I woke up looking for Sylvie,

and I found her in a barn with a boy on top of her.

Doing what? Was he raping her?

Well, I thought he was at first, but Sylvie said--

Where's my sister?

She's in her room.

Wait, wait, wait!

I'm about to go check on her.

The boy is Jules' son.

I don't give a fuck.

If he raped her, I'm on Jules' ass right now.

-Kimmie… -Leave me alone.

Shit!

Angel! You were supposed to be watching her!

-What happened? -

I found a boy on top of Sylvie, so I thought he was raping her,

and I pushed him off the balcony.

And that's Jules' son?

Yeah.

-I thought he had a daughter. -I thought so too.

-Shit, man. -That's some bullshit.

Sylvie.

She killed him!

What are you talking about? He's not dead.

He's not?

No, he's on the way to the hospital right now.

I gotta go see him.

You not going anywhere.

I just wanna see if he's okay.

Why the hell would you wanna see if he's okay?

You're not going to the hospital.

You don't even know that boy.

Sylvie, I don't wanna hear none of that. I need to ask you something.

-What? -What happened?

-Nothing. -Really?

Rain told me she saw y'all having sex.

I was.

Did that boy rape you?

No. No.

-You can tell me the truth. -He wasn't raping me. He was sweet.

So you were just having sex with him?

He was teaching me about the horses.

We were laughing. And then he touched me, and I kissed him.

You just met him?

-Yeah. - Sylvie!

Are you… Are you really judging me with all you've been doing?

Oh, mm-mm. No, don't… don't do that. We're not doing that.

No, this is crazy. She pushed him off the balcony!

Because she thought she was protecting you.

I just… I wanna go see him. I just need to go see him.

-You are not seeing this boy. -I need to see if he's okay.

You don't even know him.

I'm not doing this with you.

You know, I don't… I don't gotta listen to you.

Excuse me?

No.

I'm gonna go see him.

You're not going anywhere, Sylvie.

I am.

Man, what did I say?

Well?

Miss Olivia.

I'm just gonna have to handle this my way.

Why do you say that?

This girl. Unless you have a plan.

My plan is to work with her.

That is not going to work.

And why do you say that?

Did you just not see her?

Yes, I did.

Well, she's running roughshod over you now.

I mean, what… what is she, the new queen bee?

It was the first-day jitters.

I think she was nervous, actually.

Is that what you think?

Mm. And I can help her get over that.

Well, if you think that, you're not only pretty,

but you're pretty dumb.

-Miss Olivia-- -You know what?

Just leave it to me to handle everything.

Everything all the time.

-All the damn time. -

I am so sick of this damn bitch.

-Get my shit. I'm ready to go. - Yes, ma'am.

Hello. Who is this?

Hey, girl.

Who is this?

Felicia.

So now you're just randomly calling my phone?