[upbeat hip-hop music plays]
♪ ♪
[Diamond] Previously on Force...
- [Tommy] Who the fuck are you? - I'm her grandson.
Who the fuck are you?
[Tommy] I'm her fucking grandson.
How can I help you?
Give me a double shot of Jameson.
[apprehensive music plays]
[grunts]
Well, this might have some blowback.
Any of that gonna fall on you?
[Gloria] Not a drop.
[Rojas] We let 'em get real comfortable outside.
Then we make the motherfuckin' call.
[person] We'll get 'em, Rojas.
- [Jenard] Big bro! - Baby bro.
[Jenard] Oh, my God, look at this free man right here.
This is where Chicago Brothers Incorporated came from.
We were the last to hold out, thanks to you.
Which is why I'm so confused
to why you're dealing with the yardies.
Come on, bro, why we back on this bullshit?
[person] A'ight, this crazy white boy
came through with Vic Flynn, and straight Bin Ladened
- the whole shit, bro. - [gunshots]
Who the fuck are you?
I'm the motherfucker that just saved both of your lives.
He's fucking dead.
Getting caught up in some low rent shit
while the feds are sniffing around
is not a good look for us.
- I get that. - [Claudia] Do you?
Because making shit deals is not the way to move forward.
Vic's not cut out for this kind of work, Da.
What Victor does is not women's work.
Victor runs the streets.
You keep us legit and you look after me.
[Claudia] I've had enough of men
telling me what to do for one lifetime.
[person] Do you have more?
Look, I got a plan. It's about you and me.
Just tell me I'm not too late.
I can't tell you that, Vic. I can't.
Walter Flynn.
You have made quite the impact in my family and my city.
But your time here in Chicago has come to an end.
You gotta get the fuck outta my city, son.
I don't work for nobody no more.
Think I'm gonna stay here, build my own shit.
I'm my own boss now.
[engine turning over]
[smooth hip-hop music plays]
[singer] ♪ Tougher than a Teflon ♪
♪ All that dope I stepped on ♪
♪ We'll get the rest gone ♪
♪ Been that nigga What else you want? ♪
♪ If you want Power, powder, respect ♪
♪ Mm, mm ♪
♪ I want that money And power and powder ♪
♪ Money and powder and power ♪
[50 Cent] ♪ That paper That paper, paper ♪
♪ Yeah, I gotta stack that ♪
♪ Them diamonds keep blinking Blinking ♪
♪ We might have To check that ♪
♪ Now boy when That blicky blicky ♪
♪ Come out You get clapped fast ♪
♪ Draw down With a little joint ♪
♪ I match you like pat, pat ♪
♪ Come back When them cameras out ♪
♪ Run your block We kick that ♪
♪ Come back when your funeral In progress ♪
♪ And hit that Hit your back, the back ♪
♪ Your bitch ass Won't even hit back ♪
♪ You'll be splashin' In fashion ♪
♪ Nigga you can check The drip ♪
♪ Catch you slippin' We slidin' ♪
♪ You niggas On some different shit ♪
♪ We hit the licks We with the shit ♪
♪ Shh when you get hit ♪
♪ Quiet down ♪
♪ No need for the talkin' ♪
♪ The fuck is that about? ♪
[singer] ♪ Tougher than a Teflon ♪
♪ All that dope I stepped on ♪
♪ We'll get the rest gone ♪
♪ Been that nigga What else you want? ♪
♪ If you want Power, powder, respect ♪
♪ Mm, mm ♪
♪ I want that money And power and powder ♪
♪ Money and powder and power ♪
[pensive music playing]
[Sam Tinnesz's "Even If It Hurts" plays]
♪ ♪
[Sam] ♪ You blink once Then it's gone ♪
♪ Don't let it take the skin From your bones ♪
♪ It's darkest Before the dawn ♪
♪ But you don't need To do this alone ♪
♪ No, you don't ♪
♪ 'Cause when you get This close ♪
♪ You can feel the heat ♪
♪ Now you're so afraid ♪
♪ Of what's underneath ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ Don't ♪
♪ Even if it hurts ♪
♪ Even if it makes me bleed ♪
♪ I'm gonna carry you ♪
♪ Pushing through ♪
♪ With the dirt On my sleeves ♪
♪ Even if it hurts ♪
♪ Even if it's razor deep ♪
♪ I'm not giving up ♪
♪ Not gonna run ♪
♪ I'll be there When you need me ♪
♪ Even if it hurts ♪
Yeah.
The fuck?
[Sam] ♪ Not giving up on you ♪
♪ ♪
♪ I'm not giving up On you... ♪
Hey, you ain't got no other numbers in your phone?
Yours was the first number I went to.
Whoever you got on the payroll for protection,
they ain't worth shit.
Hmm, not in the budget this month.
Is this a front? Are you dealing out of here?
That's your takeaway from broken windows?
[Tommy] Well, that shit ain't too hard
to connect the dots on.
Your place gets lit up,
you don't pay for protection, you don't call family--
You are family.
Pace yourself-- I don't know that you wanna
run into that burning building just yet.
[JP] Look, I don't have anybody to call.
Me and my pops own this spot. He's been sick for a minute.
Medical bills are cleaning me out.
At some point, it's gonna be one or the other.
And my ex-husband won't take my calls anymore
about this money pit,
or anything else for that matter.
You got a problem with that?
Nope, a ex is a ex.
God damn, man.
It's the third fucking time this year the club's been hit.
Somebody trying to get your attention.
Here, it's 10K. Fix your windows.
Maybe get some new sheetrock.
Yeah, I appreciate the gesture, but it won't make a dent.
[Tommy] Listen to me, take this money.
The way I see it, we both alone.
[pensive music plays]
♪ ♪
[JP] Thanks.
That will get me by for a little while.
I got a way.
What do you mean you got a way? A way to what?
I got a way for money to make money.
I'll hit you later.
[percussive electronic music plays]
♪ ♪
[singer] ♪ Hey ♪
[person on answering machine] Mr. Flynn, this is Dr. Rudin
at River North Oncology.
We need to have a conversation
about your test results from Thursday,
and we should have this conversation
as soon as possible.
I'd like to arrange some additional lab work
and begin your treatment immediately.
[coughing]
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Jesus Christ. You okay?
- I'm fine. - Bullshit. You need a doctor.
[Flynn] I don't need nothing.
I just stood up too fast, that's all.
How bad is it?
It's nothing.
Look, we can get ahead of it not like for mom.
We need to tell Claudia.
- Do not. - She needs to know.
Claudia cannot know. No one can know.
We clear?
- Are we fucking clear? - Yes.
And when I'm gone, you'll lead.
Dad--
[Flynn] You need to step up, Victor.
This is your legacy, son. Your birthright as a Flynn.
What you've been waiting for your entire life.
And once I do go,
I'll pass the mantle to you, and you'll make me proud.
You can count on me. I'll make it mine.
Thing is, boy,
it doesn't quite work that way.
You see, I built this organization out of nothing.
So you continue to do it my way,
'cause that's how I like it.
And as to whether I would want to
maybe cross them, well...
the consequences will be fucking fatal.
[tense music plays]
♪ ♪
Hey, I want you to meet these little motherfuckers
over here, bro-- they wild as hell,
and they some stone-cold killers too, G.
Don't bring them anywhere near me.
They bad for business. Ain't got no upside.
Okay, okay, look, bro, I hear you,
but a lot of shit has changed in 15 years.
- You just not up on it, D. - I've been all right.
[Jenard] Yeah, while you was inside.
But out here, shit move at a different speed, bro,
I'm telling you.
- Listen to me-- - No, nigga, listen to me!
These little niggas is an investment.
Period, a'ight?
They pay dividends like a motherfucker too.
[Diamond] Dead money. They ain't got no shelf life.
They pull the trigger one time, and 13 people die.
That spray and pray bullshit is a bad look,
no matter how long I been inside.
- Think! - I hear you.
How's that help us?
[tense music plays]
♪ ♪
Who the fuck told you I was here?
Aah--
- [whack] - Uhh--
Wait a minute. I know you.
Of course you do, pendejo! You here to fucking kill me.
Seems like more like you trying to kill me.
It's self-defense.
That fucking scar.
Liliana, I should have killed you back in New York.
[vehicle approaches]
You dumb enough to do this in front of an audience?
[chuckles]
I got the drop on you once. I'll do it again.
Not a fucking chance.
Ah. Fuck.
This is why we can't have nice things.
[sentimental guitar music plays]
♪ ♪
[singer] ♪ I know that you're Afraid to take chances ♪
♪ Scared of consequences Of your actions ♪
♪ Of who you are...♪
Vic, what are you doing here?
I wanna kiss you.
Why? We can't keep doing this.
I can't keep doing this.
[solemn music plays]
Is there someone else?
No.
When my father's gone, we'll be free, Glo.
You're never gonna be free, Vic.
And the fucked up part is,
your loyalty is the reason I love you.
[small laugh] Okay, so then why can't we just--
But it's also the thing that's gonna keep you in this
after he's gone.
Gloria--
Vic, you know you gotta marry an Irish woman.
Have a pure white Irish son
to continue your father's legacy.
I don't fit in that plan.
So we run away.
Baby, wherever we go, they'll find us.
Key.
- I'm keeping my key. - [Gloria] Victor--
If you don't want me back in here, change the locks.
[whispers] Fuck.
Yo, yo. Whoa, you lost?
How much time you got for that answer?
Yo, what's up, man?
[Diamond] Is this the white boy you told me about?
[Jenard] Yeah, it is.
I got you, I got you. Right here. Go ahead.
Safety's on.
Who do you work for?
Nobody. I ain't got no ties.
A man alone don't last long in these streets.
[Tommy] That's some deep shit.
This is you with the belt? You was a boxer?
You a champ? You was nice with these?
So what you got in the bag?
It's--nothing worth dying over.
Slowly.
All right.
Why didn't you keep it?
I didn't know where you were.
I ain't in this game to snatch chains and pick pocket--
You're a fucking idiot, bro.
I'd at least kept the money.
Yeah, well, we different.
Anyways, them drugs is stepped on with baby aspirin.
So you have fun with that. We done and done?
Hmm.
- Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah. - Today ain't the day.
- It's always the day, boy. - That right?
- You trying to try some, huh? - Yeah, why not?
Why don't you take this, motherfucker?
Yo, I didn't come here to set shit off.
I came here to make shit right.
Elijah, you a fool.
Now, put them goddamn guns down in my shop.
[tense music plays]
- Now! - Nigga, I ain't doing shit
till I get the fucking nod.
What the fuck you looking at him for?
- This my spot. - [person] Hey, man, fuck that.
Hey, J, who calling the shots here?
Give me the word, I smoke white boy right now.
Fuck it. Put it down.
We gonna let him make it.
My little niggas.
♪ ♪
Take care of that.
Let's walk.
All right.
I heard you did the same thing for Flynn.
Why the fuck are you out here trying to make friends?
I ain't trying to make friends.
I'm out here trying to make money and moves.
[person] Don't you fucking move!
I'm guessing this your ride?
- [Diamond] Fuck no. - [person] Hands up!
Get your fucking hands where I can see 'em. Back up!
Jefe's got a job for you, Diamond.
[Tommy] Do these motherfuckers know you?
[person] Rojas knows you.
I guess that answers that.
[person] Get the fuck in the car.
♪ ♪
Don't fucking move.
I swear to God I'll blow your fucking head off.
You thought you was gonna put our jefe
in a wheelchair and life was just gonna
go on like that shit didn't happen, huh?
[chuckles]
I knew you would come for me,
but he's not a part it.
He's seen our faces. He's a big fucking part of it.
Yo, you the one who took the bags
off our heads, mamacita.
That's like kidnapping 101.
Excuse me, motherfucker?
[man groaning]
Now I'm part of it.
You fucker.
[Diamond] Stop. If you want me, here I am!
[grunts]
Someone's scared.
This is all on you.
Rojas wants you moving our shit today.
- I don't move H. - Today, you do.
[person 2] In fact, you're gonna move
- all eight bricks of it for us. - The city is on fire with cops.
Which is why you're gonna do it and we're not.
Either you bring us our money
or you die in the fucking street.
[person] This is what you get for fucking up Rojas.
Puto. Claro?
[person 2] He stays behind as collateral.
If you want this done
while the city is crawling with heat,
then I'm gonna need a wheelman.
He's my guy.
I walked in with him.
I'm not walking out without him.
[person 2] You're dead either way.
[in Spanish] I promise.
Don't make a promise you can't keep.
[person 2, in English] If you don't bring us the money in three hours,
I promise you'll be dead, motherfucker.
- [Vic] How's the count, Claud? - [Claudia] It's the number.
I saw Peggy Shaughnessy at the gym the other day.
- Don't start with that. - I'm just saying--
You're saying the same shit he is.
Look, I think Gloria's great.
But you and I both know Dad's never gonna go for that.
What the fuck am I supposed to do about it?
Find your happiness, Vic.
Shit's easy for you.
Are you fucking kidding me?
Nothing about Da and me is easy.
[laughs] You know, you've got the brass fucking ring
and you don't even fuck--
I'm not doing this shit.
You've got your shit, and I've got mine.
- Fair? - Whatever.
Okay, I think I found the next big bounce in Chicago.
Chemical solution to make up for all our lost business.
Pop will never go for that designer shit.
- We're not trying to expand. - We need to expand.
- Let me talk to him about it. - You won't make a difference.
Okay, so then, he'll listen to you.
Can you put that garbage away, please?
[sirens wailing]
Damn.
You wasn't joking about that heat.
There's been 37 shootings in the last weekend.
Hotter than a motherfucker.
We gonna get this done.
I ain't even been in this city long enough
to have any enemies.
You just opened up the face of one of Rojas' homies.
You right. I got one enemy.
Wait, two.
Ah, shit. I-I got three.
Three enemies. That's definitely it.
What's Rojas' crew's beef with you anyways?
You put some dude in the chair?
Why you didn't put him in the ground?
Wasn't trying to get life while I was inside.
Shit all happened fast.
Rojas tried to get Jenard to take the CBI business.
I put a end to that.
Been taking care of Jenard his whole life.
Now that you out, he been the man.
Holding everything down for you.
Taking care of your whole organization.
Calling the shots. Holding down the hood.
How's that going for you?
[tense music playing]
♪ ♪
Look, I know you ain't no fucking cop.
So what's your angle?
Stack as much pimp in this city as I can.
How much you looking to make?
I ain't got no limit.
Look, you got my ass out a jam.
I'm doing the same for you. Break me off whatever.
And at the end of this, you go your way, I go mine.
Deal?
Done.
[Rojas] There's too much heat
on the streets to risk our men.
So Diamond better get this shit done fast.
The cartel needs the money tonight
or heads will start rolling.
I've got Diamond's brother.
Let's make this shit real interesting for him.
Yo, you gotta be stealth
as a motherfucker right now, dude.
[Elijah] Everything's quiet once you
get north of Fullerton fully.
Good looking, E. Jenard show up yet?
[Elijah] Nah, and he ain't picking up.
Shit don't feel right.
- Let me know when he lands. - [phone beeps]
♪ ♪
- Five-O. - [Tommy] All right, be cool.
We ain't doing nothing wrong.
I'm a Black man with two fucking cop cars behind me.
[Tommy] Hope the cops are more chill here in Chicago
than they are in New York.
[Diamond] So they flex just as hard.
DWB is coast to coast.
- [siren chirps] - Fuck. Just lit us up.
[Tommy] You all right.
Keep your foot on the brake. We all right, we all right.
I just got out.
[Tommy] We all right.
[sirens wailing]
[Tommy] We clear.
[laughs] God damn!
[sighs]
Yo, people gonna know fast these keys are dropping.
Word up. Circle the block once.
- If I ain't out-- - Take off. Got it.
No, motherfucker, circle a second time.
Just fucking wit you.
I have eyes on you the whole time.
[tense music playing]
♪ ♪
[machinery whirring]
[in Spanish] You have my delivery?
My hablo is bad.
[Mrs. Soto] Nephew.
[in English] I came in clean.
[in Spanish] The Balls.
[in English] Oh, I know exactly what that--[grunts] mean.
[in Spanish] He's clean.
[in English] Who the fuck sent you here?
- Rojas. - Really?
- Yeah. - I don't see nothing
- in your hand. - Well, I didn't know
what was waiting for me in here.
Where's my package?
It's outside. Them three dumpsters?
Underneath the second one.
What else is waiting for me out there?
Nothing. Seriously.
Look, if I'm lying to you, y'all could cut me up next.
Right. [in Spanish] Go get the drugs.
If it's not there, get the saw.
Good. Come with me.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
I got a '69 Mustang.
[in English] Nobody cares.
[in Spanish] We good?
[mechanic] Very good, Auntie!
My Spanish is getting better. Pay me.
[in English] You working strictly for Rojas?
Not even. I'm a free agent.
[in Spanish] Don't worry. It's all there.
[in English] Where do I find you?
Don't worry about it.
I'll find you first, Tía.
[upbeat hip-hop music plays]
- [singer] ♪ I'm in ♪ - [singer] ♪ Go, go ♪
Maybe we the junkies, huh?
Not me. I never touch it.
No, I mean, you know,
chasing that first high when we got away with it.
Had some paper for the first time.
- It's the power. - Yeah. Yeah.
I can tell you every detail the time
I climbed the steps to Cabrini,
dime bag of ditch weed in my pocket...
Ready to make my first deal.
Yo, man, I was slinging that same shit.
One-thirty-four and Guy R. Brewer.
Just happy to be in the mix. Make that ten dollars.
See, Jenard, he don't understand
how things used to be.
He thinks they just pull the jump off
- at the speed of light. - Nah, nah, nah.
We had to do it slow and steady.
Right. You saw the angles.
[phone buzzing]
[person 1] Change of plans.
Cops are moving heavy and we want our fucking money!
[person 2] You have an hour to finish
all the drops or baby brother dies.
- Fuck. - [Tommy] Go, go, go.
Take this right here.
- Whatchyu wanna do? - We've gotta make these drops.
Come on, you know Rojas ain't dealing no trash.
I know him. I don't know you.
[tense music plays]
♪ ♪
[Diamond] Come on.
Where are you?
Motherfucker.
It's very high level.
It's the best. So we got a deal?
Last test.
♪ ♪
[doorbell rings]
[Diamond] Shalom, bruh.
What can I get you?
[smacks counter] What can I get you?
Let me get some of that pastrami.
Two pounds, lean.
♪ ♪
Need anything else?
Um, yeah, yeah.
Let me get some of these cinnamon cookies.
It's rugelach.
Yeah, whatever they are, they damn good.
Isaak. Money.
[Moishe] It's all there.
Get the fuck out of here.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
You know what, that's good. That's enough.
[doorbell rings] Shalom, bruh.
[Walter] How's your count?
Perfect.
Best bookkeeper I ever had.
What would I do without ya?
[Claudia] Who knows?
We got Lincoln Park due for a re-up.
[Walter] Hurry up.
Da, what we're selling is outdated.
It's not fucking outdated. It's dependable.
There are newer drugs out there.
We need something exclusive.
Every couple of years, some dealer comes along
with some fucking drug that never amounts to shite.
That's not what I'm talking about.
Da, we're losing money.
Why the fuck do you insist
on pushing your way into a room where you're not wanted?
Just run the fucking books and the legitimate floats.
That's it. He runs the fucking streets.
All right, now, is there any other business
concerning the count that we need to discuss?
No, nothing.
♪ ♪
Arnaud?
You got the drop?
[Tommy] Yeah, I do. Where you want it?
Test it, don't bump it. What the fuck are you doing?
Just pay me my money, motherfucker.
I gotta get going. I don't got time for this shit.
Yo, yo, money.
You nodding out on me?
You fucking mutt.
Where's the money at?
Whoa.
One, two, three.
[siren chirping]
[officer] Driver, roll down your window.
Hey, slowly.
I saw you on your cell phone.
You know, it's illegal to text and drive.
The car was parked, officer.
License and registration.
I'd rather not make any movements, sir.
Prefer to keep my hands
where you can see 'em at all times
in fear that they may be perceived
as a threat against you.
[officer] You are operating a vehicle
with out-of-state plates.
I'm not gonna ask you again.
Slowly retrieve your license from your wallet
and the registration from the glove box.
Now.
Will not move my hands from the steering wheel, sir.
Driver, license from your wallet
and registration from that glove box, now!
This is not my vehicle, sir.
Are you currently operating a vehicle
that you are not the owner of?
Driver, step out of this fucking car now.
Do not make me ask you again.
Sir, I will not reach for that door.
I will not make any sudden movements.
My hands are staying on this steering wheel.
[Tommy] Is there a problem, officer?
Is there a problem with my car?
I know the tags are current, I'm not in a red zone.
I- I don't see any meters.
- This is your car, bro? - Yeah, she sure is.
Do you know this man?
I sure do. It's David Samson, my barber.
Anything else I can help you with?
Give me your license and registration.
No prob.
I swear to God I was inside for ten minutes.
It was s-sunny and now it's snowing.
[officer] Hey, welcome to Chicago, bro.
Another ten minutes, we'll be going to a barbecue.
[laughs]
[softly] Not if your life depended on it, cocksucker.
Stay cool.
License. Registration.
And give me a minute to run these.
Yeah, yeah, of course.
Holy shit.
What is he gonna find running your plates?
He ain't gonna find nothing.
Not even a parking ticket?
Nothing.
- Long way from the Big Apple. - [Tommy] Yeah.
I heard good things about your pizza.
All lies.
Hey, you two have a good day.
You too, bro.
15 fucking years inside
and this is the one thing that ain't change a goddamn bit.
[Tommy] Let's go get your brother.
[tense music plays]
♪ ♪
[Diamond] Where's my brother?
Where's my motherfucking brother?
[Tommy] Yo, we did all the drops.
You got your money.
[person 1] Don't fucking move. You move, you die.
[person 2] And every dollar better be in there.
I'm not playing.
Slow the fuck down. Slow down.
The money?
Hmm?
Yo, J, you good?
I'm good.
Oh-hoo-hoo-hoo. I like.
[Jenard] Why don't you buy some decent fucking threads?
That shit looks flammable.
[person 2] Come on. Let's go!
Move the fuck down there.
Go.
[Diamond] Go, go, go, go.
[Tommy] Come on, let's get the fuck outta here.
[Elijah] This a quarter, big bro.
[Diamond] For sure.
Twenty-five for a day's work.
Like I said, whatever's good.
How'd you know my name is David?
Nobody's called me that for 30 years.
I see shit where nobody else look.
You not that deep, bro.
You saw it on my barber's license, huh?
Mm-hmm.
So why'd you take the ride?
Backup.
[Diamond] No. [chuckles]
You not the backup kind of motherfucker.
I saw your head was on the swivel at every drop.
You absorbed everything about the routes.
You clocking my city?
It gonna be a problem if I am?
Only one way to find out.
Let's find out then.
Hmm.
[Diamond] Watch your back.
This ain't over with Rojas' crew.
Hello?
[JP] Hey, what's up?
Welcome to Grandma's house.
[Tommy] Jesus.
[JP] Anything look familiar?
Not really.
I guess I kinda remember this couch, though.
[JP] Sweating outside in the summer
and then getting stuck to it as soon as you sat down.
Yeah. Yeah, your thighs.
- [JP] Yeah. - When you came off it,
sounded like Fruit Roll-Ups.
- Like Velcro Fruit Roll-Ups. - [both laugh]
Uh, yo, man, you want a beer?
Yeah.
[bottles clink]
- Here you go. - Yeah, I'll trade you.
[JP] The fuck?
[Tommy] I told you I had a way.
Take it for, uh, the club, you know, for damages.
Or for your divorce. Or whatever. Take it. Go ahead.
Uh, Tommy, uh...
Hold up, man.
Look what I found.
I finally know who's on 'em.
Get ready for the show.
Check this shit out.
[Tommy] What's this?
[sentimental music plays]
No fucking way.
Ready? Tommy, let's go play.
Come on.
♪ ♪
Ah...
Hey.
Buddy, let's get that off there.
[JP] I can't believe she left her own fucking child.
I would never do that.
How you know what you would do?
Because I fucking love my son.
Fought as hard as I could to hold on to him.
How old is he?
Sixteen last July, but, um...
I haven't seen him in 14 years.
When I came out, his mother took him away.
I fought hard to be a part of his life, but, uh,
he vanished.
[tense music plays]
Being a father was the best thing
that ever happened to me.
Now I don't know...
who he is or-or where he is.
After my son was pulled from my life,
family was just me and my pops.
Then all of a sudden, you show up.
And now I...
...look, I-I don't know how all this shit works.
I never had a brother.
I did.
[tense music plays]
[person 1] You motherfucker! We're gonna kill you!
[muffled pounding]
[person 2] You don't know what you started, motherfucker!
[pounding continues]
[person 1] We can't wait to kill you, motherfucker.
[person 2] Hey, let us out of here, you bitch!
[Tommy] Let's see if you assholes
snap, crackle, and pop.
[person 2] This shit ain't over.
[person 1] Don't leave us here.
[person 2] Don't do this to us.
Hell of a city.
[pounding continues]
[upbeat hip-hop music plays]
[Lee Richardson's "Diamond" plays]
[screaming]
[singer] ♪ Unbreakable, This is a bond ♪
♪ You witness the legend Is born ♪
♪ I have created a storm ♪
♪ Yeah, I light it up When I perform ♪
♪ Shining bright In every place that I win ♪
♪ Leave a legacy Believe it's perfect timing ♪
♪ Look up at the sky The stars are aligning ♪
♪ They tried and they failed ♪
♪ But no, you ain't ever Gon' break this diamond ♪
[singers] ♪ Whoa ♪
Now you owe me one more.
How the fuck?
[singer] ♪ Diamond ♪
♪ No you ain't never gon' ♪
♪ No you ain't never Gon' break this ♪
♪ No you ain't ever Gon' break this ♪
♪ They tried and they failed ♪
♪ And they tried And they failed ♪
♪ No you ain't never gon' Break this diamond ♪
♪ Yeah they tried And they failed ♪
♪ And they tried And they failed ♪
♪ But no you ain't never Gon' break this greatness ♪
This motherfucker.
How'd you get in the bar business anyway?
It's a tough racket.
Yeah, it wasn't my plan A.
Plan A was to open a fancy Jamaican spot.
But you know, this place has a small kitchen
that keeps me inspired.
- To inspiration. - [Gloria chuckles]
[soft reggae music playing on speakers]
And it was affordable, so I thought...
That why you kicking it up to the Irish guys?
I know a payment envelope when I see it.
Oh, yeah?
[Tommy] Yeah.
Ain't no shame being in a jam.
I ain't ashamed.
Did what I had to do at the time.
You want me to take care of that for you?
Give junior some of this, one of those,
take them out with the quickness.
- Bop! Pah! - Put your damn cape away.
I ain't trying to be saved.
Got myself in. I'll get myself out.
Cheers to that.
[Gloria] Why'd you come back?
Finally found a reason to stay.
- Don't worry. It ain't you. - [laughs]
I don't know, there's just...
...something about this town.
Yeah, I feel like I could breathe here.
Look, there's something you should know about me.
You don't have to tell me nothing.
No, there's someone that--
There always is.
[suspenseful music plays]
♪ ♪
[Travis Scott] ♪ We on a drive, looped in ♪
♪ Two seat ride, couped in ♪
♪ Who gon' slide? Who's in? ♪
♪ Big rocks 'round, new tint Fleetwood down, new sand ♪
♪ Two seat ride, couped in ♪
♪ Don't leave 'Round loose ends ♪
♪ Don't be around New friends, yeah ♪
♪ We just be Mile high clubbin' ♪
♪ I'm on a thousand miles Runnin' ♪
♪ Hit it, go downtown Sunday ♪
♪ Then move it uptown Monday ♪
[James Blake] ♪ Don't wanna See you by yourself ♪
♪ By yourself, by yourself By yourself, by yourself ♪
[Travis Scott] ♪ If I give it To you, will you leave? ♪
♪ Tell it to you Will you speak? ♪
What the fuck do you want?
The game ended two hours ago.
I ain't here for no game.
I want you to move.
And I want you to forget that I was ever here.
I don't know, goldie.
I got a real good memory.
Motherfucker.
Let me grab my toothbrush.
[Tommy] Buy a new one.
[Travis Scott and James Blake] ♪ Forty days, 40 nights ♪
♪ Feel like a holy night ♪
[James Blake] ♪ The lesson's always there ♪
♪ That less is always more ♪
♪ And in the back and forth ♪
♪ I'm not keeping score ♪
♪ Lesson's always there ♪
♪ That less is always more ♪
♪ When you're alone with me ♪
♪ You never come up short You never come up short ♪
♪ Never come up short Never come up short ♪
♪ Never come ♪
♪ See you ♪
♪ By yourself, by yourself By yourself ♪
♪ By yourself, by yourself ♪
[news anchor] Police in Canada have smashed
a multimillion-dollar drug smuggling ring.
Twenty-two pounds of heroin was seized
along with a small amount of cocaine and marijuana.
[tense music plays]
♪ ♪
How'd you find me?
- Who else knows I'm here? - Fuck you!
Oh, yeah, you sure? You wanna repeat that?
[Liliana yelps] How did you find me?
[Tommy] I'm that fucking good.
[Liliana gasps, coughs]
Ain't nobody gonna help you now, Liliana.
I got the drop on you.
So you better tell me...
how the fuck did you find me?
Divine intervention.
Fucking bitch.
No, no, I'm-I'm fucking serious, all right?
After Julio gave me money to leave New York,
I ended up here, and I-I was having a good fucking life
until I started hearing about some white boy, new in town,
blue fucking Mustang.
They the ones who helped you find me?
No, all right?
You're a complete mystery to them.
They don't know shit about you.
- You lie! - [Liliana screams]
[Liliana] I didn't track you, Tommy.
I figured you were here to finish me,
so I came at you first.
Every time Ghost left somebody alive
out of his generosity,
it came to bite us in the ass.
- Aah! - [thud]
[Tommy] Motherfucker.
♪ ♪
It's always good running into old friends.
[singer] ♪ I'll have The common decency ♪
♪ To piece you apart I know you taste defeat ♪
♪ Makin' 'em beat From the start ♪
♪ You know this shit Isn't a fight ♪
♪ If you ain't leavin', We'll march ♪
♪ Nothing I do's in vain ♪
♪ Besides I ain't new To the game ♪
♪ I'm who's to blame for Taking all this punishment ♪
♪ 'Cause I learn to fight Through the pain ♪
♪ I'm wiping off my blood Off my wounds ♪
♪ Bitch, I can Keep scrapping ♪
♪ Deep past you Making you snap ♪
♪ But keep your feet tapping ♪
♪ You don't know The half of it ♪
♪ I've been gone For a minute ♪
♪ But I ain't finished ♪
♪ I'm right back On my savage shit ♪
♪ You thought this shit Would be smooth ♪
♪ But I ain't having it ♪
♪ I lay 'em out Like the money ♪
♪ Under the mattresses ♪
♪ I'm too ill, aim to kill ♪
♪ All of my oppositions Mind's made ♪
♪ Ain't no deals, our fucking Proposition's cutthroat ♪
♪ They want smoke Tell 'em to come with it ♪
♪ I'ma show 'em exactly just Who they fucking with ♪
♪ I'm back motherfucker Guess who's back ♪
♪ I said I'm back Motherfuckers ♪
♪ Guess who's back ♪
♪ And I was gone But I'm back, motherfuckers ♪
♪ Right here ♪
♪ Welcome home 'cause I'm back motherfuckers ♪
♪ This nigga back ♪
♪ Thought it was smooth But I'm back, motherfuckers ♪
♪ I ain't leaving ♪
♪ I'm in my groove 'cause I'm back, motherfuckers ♪
♪ Where we going? ♪
♪ Now I'm really about To snap, motherfucker ♪
♪ About to snap ♪
♪ 'Cause they know a nigga Back motherfucker ♪
♪ Yeah, I'm back ♪
♪ Yeah, I'm back Motherfucker ♪
♪ ♪