Claws

"Because it's not just about having pride in who you are.

It's about speaking up and demanding respect from others."

White power! I'm not a racist.

Okay, race traitor.

Do you think Toby will be okay with what we're doing?

I know you've been giving Brenda vitamin D injections.

There's only room for one princess.

If you don't help us take down Mac and Melba,

we gonna blow all your shit up.

I don't think y'all have the balls.

Don't get it twisted.

We full gangsta.

...considering dropping out of the race.

With what I know about him, Ted Bundy could beat Patel.

...you've been taking bribes.

Shit.

You told your brother that the governor is laundering money?

I didn't know he was gonna do that!

Shut up!

Get your ass in the car

before somebody finds you and blows your head off.

...we're gonna be in hiding

for the rest of our goddamn lives.

I'm gonna fix this.

I'm gonna make a deal with Mac and Melba.

No! I'm doing this.

I couldn't find Ann anywhere.

What the hell are you doing here?

Saving your ass.

I can make all of this go away if you never look at Ann again.

She... was a liability.

Let's find out if you are, too.

It's flu season.

You know you just killed a cop.

A dead cop is the least of your worries right now, Desna Simms.

My name is Benedict Liu, and let me be very clear...

the three of you are next.

Next? What the hell?

Professor, we weren't expecting you.

Please, let us explain... No need.

The governor laundering money in my own casino

is a fairly straightforward and damning headline,

don't you think?

We didn't mean to... You didn't mean to... what?

To scam me?

And the rest of my family?

No. They tried to scam you.

I just showed up at this racket five minutes ago.

Wait, wait.

Macau does not like to be conned.

- We didn't con you. - Shut up.

The last person who messed with my boss

ended up flayed

and strung on a flagpole at her child's school.

That body dripped for days.

Wait a minute. You... You don't have to kill us.

I mean, we can fix this.

Oh, I know you can. You have to.

Here's the deal... Macau wants its $3 million back.

You have 24 hours.

And please, don't try to run, because I will find you.

Shit! Shit! Shit!

This is exactly what we were trying to warn you would happen!

You've been stealing from one

of the biggest criminal organizations in the world,

and now this shit is my fault?

Well, who else's fault would it be?

If your not-so-quiet friend had just

kept her dykey mouth shut... She is gonna be devastated.

They were engaged! Oh, boo-hoo.

How are we gonna find $3 million by tomorrow?

How did The Professor know so much?

Maybe there's some snitch among us.

We got... We got to figure out how to get the money.

Um, ma... maybe we could take it from the casino.

That is just like scamming from Macau all over again.

Don't y'all got some art we can sell?

No way.

We will never part with that.

Don't you have friends that deal opiates?

Not $3 million dollars worth.

What am I... What am I gonna tell Ann?

This is gonna break her.

I have messed up so much for my girls, and I...

Then do them a favor... don't mess up.

"Honey"?

Desna?

I j... I just lied to my best friend.

I bet you're wishing you had taken

that initial buyout we offered you.

We need to figure out how we gonna come up

with this money, okay?

You need to use whatever brain you got left

after huffin' that shit so that we can regroup

and come up with a goddamn plan.

Okay. Fine, we're gonna, uh,

have our guy take care of her body, okay?

Whoa. You will not be messing.

She deserves a funeral.

Oh, sure.

We'll just send some coffin selections over.

We should just leave now.

Not until Dean wins that mahjong tournament

and we get his windfall.

Did you hear what The Professor said?

He'll kill us if we don't get the cash.

The tournament's coming up.

Do not deviate from the plan.

We get the cash, we wait, we lay low until Dean wins,

and then we go away.

Baby, that fight we just had at the Tomato Oasis

has already gone viral.

Good. We need to shame those racists.

Yeah.

I bet a bunch of white supremacists are gonna be

gettin' they pink slips because of us.

Now we really are superheroes, huh?

Yeah. Allies in the fight for change.

What the hell?

This is that goddamn publisher.

Yeah, and the Bleach Boys.

Oh, where's the race? You doin' NASCAR?

Mama, Jesus Christ, you are like a whack-a-mole.

No, we're being punished for havin' minority relations.

Besides, nobody races in a minivan.

Well, hey, I got an idea.

Hey, what if y'all just deal with this little mishap

and I'll go take care of the girls?

No, Mama. We have a sitter.

And she's actually sober.

Oh, come on.

I promise I won't take 'em to the strip club

for the free buffet.

Mama, thank you, but no thanks.

But if you do swing by the buffet,

could you pick up some chicken nugs with ranch?

Yeah.

I know you're lookin' at that old piece of chewed-up gum.

Look, boy, I-I told you I'd make my decision.

I'm figurin' it out.

If you have to think about it, then you've already decided.

What do you mean she's dead?

This guy they call The Professor

just Black Dahlia-ed her right in front of me.

And I couldn't do nothing to stop it.

How can I tell Ann

that the love of her life is dead because of me?

These Triads ain't playin', huh?

Poor thing. I know.

This is gonna push her over the edge.

I know.

And that is why we can't say nothing about this, okay?

If Ann finds out about this,

she's gonna be out for blood and get herself killed.

Yeah.

We got your back, okay?

She didn't want this.

I convinced her.

Pol, I convinced all y'all.

Honey, you can't do... Joe.

Joe, hey.

Pol, you keep your eye on him.

And you find out what he's up to.

Okay. Hey, hey, hey.

Remember... Not a word.

Come on.

I got to get my hands on some serious cash.

What do you mean?

All that laundering shit that I told you

Mac and Melba was doing... they got caught.

And now the Triads say we owe them $3 million

by tomorrow or we're dead.

Well, I ain't gonna let that happen.

Roller, where am I supposed to get that kind of money?

Let's holla at Uncle Daddy. He gonna help us out.

Hell no, Miss Desna.

Are you out of your mind?

The Triads? Shit.

You might as well put a target on your back and call it a day.

They that crazy, Unc?

And then some.

$3 million, that's a tall order. Good luck.

You don't have a rainy day fund or nothin'?

If I had a rainy day fund, you think I'd be sleeping on

some jizz-filled couch in the Messianic Jewish Center?

Hell, I'm two minutes away from a WIC check.

Oh, my God. You got to have kids to get on WIC.

Yeah. I'm finna rent some over there at Shrimp Town.

Oh, Lord. It's Florida, man. Everything's for sale.

Why don't you guys just take them out?

Have you not been listenin', boy?

You don't take them out, they take you out.

And your whole family.

We're in some deep shit.

Oh, you can say that again.

What?

What the hell is goin' on?

Is that those pasty-ass dudes from the Tomato Oasis?

That's that racist piece of shit, Chad...

that guy who wanted to publish my book.