Ice

What happened, Freddy?

Just give me a second.

Let me look at you.

Come on. Let me look at you.

- Give me a second. - Okay.

Jesus.

Here.

Wipe your face.

Wipe the fucking blood from your face.

Oh.

- Okay, kid. - Okay.

Mm-hmm.

Come on, kiddo.

Whose blood is that, Freddy?

You can talk to us.

Whose blood you wearing?

What?

Oh.

Whose fucking blood are you wearing?

What happened, Freddy?!

What happened?!

Just back off, man.

Just give me a second, all right?

Whose blood is that, Freddy?

Now, whose blood are you fucking wearing?

- Whose blood are you wearing? - Can you just let me breathe for a second?

- Whose blood are you wearing? - I hear your question!

Can you just let me breathe for a fucking second?!

Please!

Please.

Come on, Pop!

It's okay, son.

You can talk to me.

We're family, right?

It's all right.

What's going on?

Now, tell me what happened.

Where's Jake?

You high, Freddy?

Did you call Jake? Is he coming?

Whose blood are you wearing, Freddy?

You gonna keep saying that over and over again?!

- I'll fucking tell you! - Yeah, yeah, you fucking will.

Okay! Then it's...

Come on, Freddy.

Okay.

There he is.

Jake.

Yeah.

Hey.

What did you do?

Hmm?

Oh.

There he is.

What did you do?

I... I motherfucked him.

Freddy?

Freddy, look at me. Freddy.

You got to tell me what you did, man.

Tell me exactly what you did.

Okay?

Jesus Christ.

You killed Avi?

Jesus fucking Christ, put a gun to my head, why don't you?

He was... he was a fucking asshole... asshole!

You know he was.

Every deal you ever did with the guy,

he shorted you 20 cents on every dollar.

Stop it! Stop it!

Keep your voices down.

Isaac...

Hey.

Hey, Pop, you know what?

You see that? He was trying to...

he was trying to sell me fake stones, huh?

You believe that? This motherfucker

was trying to sell your boy fake stones.

Freddy...

What fucking drugs you on?

Huh?

I'm not on any drugs.

Okay, this is Avi's shit.

And then he was coked out of his head.

See all the drugs on the table, he was fucking...

Pop, do you hear me?

Avi... he was high on coke

and he tried... he pulled a gun on me.

You know I hate guns, Pop.

Would you stop fucking praying?

Please, will you stop fucking praying?!

You know what, it was... it was either him or me, Pop.

I would have been lying down there,

facedown in a... a pool full of blood.

Is that what you would rather...

All the pain and garbage you both dragged around,

the dirt that covers both your lives,

that's not because of something you did.

- That comes from me. - Pop.

Fuck.

This is Lady Rah's main guy.

Do you know what that means?

It means we can have a war on our hands we can't fucking win.

That's the fucking reality of it.

That's what you've fucking done.

Where'd you put the gun?

Freddy.

The what?

- Gun. - The gun?

I put it in the fridge over there.

- What? - What?

I put it in the fridge, the little white...

the fucking fridge right there!

Right behind you.

The refrigerator?

Yeah, what?

That's...

Oh, fuck.

Did you think you'd freeze the prints off it, you fucking putz?

I don't fucking know!

- Jake... - I don't know!

- Jake? - You think I've done this before?

What are we gonna do now?

We call The Baker.

We don't have a choice, Pop.

What are you doing? You gonna cut his body up?

He's gonna cut his balls off.

I'm getting the fucking bullet out of the ground, man.

- Okay. - Come on.

We got to pick up the body.

Fuck no, I'm not touching that body.

- Get the fucking leg. - It's your fucking mess!

I'll fucking... grab it.

We can burn this fucker as much as you like,

but Lady Rah, she's gonna fucking smell it.

Isaac, they're gonna come for Freddy.

Let's get the fuck out of here.

I thought about paying, but I decided not to.

Get the body.

Chuy? Yeah.

I'm with him now. We're on our way.

Is it done?

Say what you want about these Catholics,

but they are goddamn efficient.

Get in the fucking car.

Where are we going now?

I'm taking you to Chuy's.

- He's babysitting you. - Fucking great.

Yeah?

Is Freddy secure?

He's secure.

Good, good.

Dropped him off with Chuy.

Now I'm gonna go check on Ava and Willow.

Ava?

Hey.

Where's Willow?

She slept at Carly's.

You sure?

She's there.

What's going on?

Freddy.

How bad is it?

That's your go bag.

$150,000.

Jesus.

If anything happens...

you know what to do.

You and Willow just take the money and go.

Is he okay?

For now.

Are you okay?

I don't know.

Come here.

Freddy really fucked up this time.

I don't know if I can fix it.

Every time you help him, it gets worse.

He's my brother.

He's slowly killing you.

All of you.

You know I love you, right?

That's a nice...

Hey.

Thank you.

- Hey. - What?

You want to stop eye-fucking my sister, Freddy?

Eye-fucking.

Why, you think she's into me?

You want me to cut your eyes out with a screwdriver?

Look, if you're gonna kill me, you got to use that...

that ghetto AK-47 you got over there.

I know a few people who'd be happy with that.

All right, let me focus.

Contemplation is suicide in this game, Freddy.

See, if you're not thinking three moves ahead,

guess what, motherfucker.

I am.

Now, this here board is an empire.

Royalty with endless possibilities

of geographies, landscapes.

And family... most importantly family.