You're fucking with me, chicken, and I don't let nobody fuck with me.
When I pull this trigger and put your lights out, and you're standing at the pearly gates, what you got to say to God?
Hold on, Frank.
You do believe in God, right?
With all my soul.
Then testify.
Come on, Frank, please.
Testify.
Amen, then.
You know, they burned Atlanta to the ground.
Old General Sherman burned it down to the ashes, just like they did in that Gone with the Wind motherfucker.
Yeah, Atlanta rolls up.
Rebuilt.
How we do that?
Because of us?
Because of black folk, that's how we do it.
Mm-hmm.
Didn't say a damn thing in Chicago, too.
Yeah, difference is, we not like Chicago, not one bit.
We not like Chicago, New York, L.A., no.
No, down here, we different.
You know why we different?
We different because niggas think different down here.
We move different.
We know our history, but we don't let that history fuck up our hustle.
Speaking of hustle, this Muhammad Ali fight, this here is when Atlanta turn them ashes into gold, you hear me?
Yeah, I believe it when I see it.
Well, you did good.
I don't think I ever seen Earl look that good.
Should have charged his ass double.
What are you doing?
You bedding or what?
Is this water wet?
Mm-hmm.
I'm in.
Five, eight, nine.
As you should.
Four, nine, three.
Talk to me.
Two, one, five.
You know I do.
Why your license plate say Chicken Man?
Because that's my name, baby.
All I know is that hoe right there put five dollars on 249, and it hit.
That means you owe me $50,000.
I gave her the money on the goddamn spot.
I got it in my pad.
It's in your pad?
It's in my pad.
Look, look.
You gonna fuck what's on that pad?
D.D., I ain't got all goddamn day.
Now, play your number.
Okay.
Give me all nines.
That money's supposed to go to the pimp.
She don't earn, I earn.
Hey, listen, man.
Whatever the business arrangement is with Coco, that's your bad.
Listen.
You ain't got to explain pimping to me.
Good luck.
Wish me luck.
I just did, D.D.
Go.
What you gonna do?
So don't hit me with seven, eight, nine.
There it is.
My man.
Silly head.
Sully, why every time I see you shining that goddamn 50-cent pen like it's your freedom papers?
You know what this means to me.
Don't start.
This is a personal gift from the Roy Johnson.
That's right.
The first black senator in the state house since reconstruction.
Yeah, I know.
That man's butt got to be red as a damn tomato from all the ass-kissing you done done over the years.
Pardon me for knowing my history.
Okay, come on.
And put me down for my usual.
Usual one.
That's gonna be 327.
That's me.
All right.
Hey, hey.
Hey, baby.
Ooh.
Uh, chicken.
These bags getting lighter and lighter.
You know, it's the numbers business, baby.
It's like any other business.
You want to have your peaks and your valleys.
Right now, we're just in a little bit of a valley.
Oh.
Life insurance.
Well, you know how I feel about these goddamn pistols.
That ain't my problem.
Well, then, who's problem is it, then?
What we gonna do about these cash flow problems, chicken?
I think it's time we start diversifying.
We ain't going back to selling no goddamn smack.
Well, we need to figure out something fast, because these politicians is getting real serious about the state lottery.
And if that happens, we dead in the water, Jack.
I made promises, and I ain't going back on them.
Every time we get something, they taking and capitalize off of us.
Worried about everything but the right thing.
Because I don't tell you stuff don't mean anything.
Go on.
I got things percolating.
As a matter of fact, look, we're gonna go down there to the Claremont.
We're gonna meet Silky there tonight.
Silky in town?
Yeah, he in town for that fight.
You're gonna believe who this nigga working for now.
Who?
You ready for this?
Who?
Frank Moulton.
with that gangster from the tabloids.
Mm-hmm.
Black Godfather himself.
I couldn't believe what he told you.
Go, Silky, with your bad self.
Mm-hmm.
Same thing I said.
So let me tell you how I'm gonna play it.
I'm gonna get Silky to introduce me to Frank, right?
After he do that, naturally, I'm gonna do my thing.
When I do it, Frank gonna want me to be his man down here in Atlanta.
The next stop is the moon, baby.
Hey.
All our dreams of being big-time are about to come true, you hear me?
I hear you, Jay.
I'm talking about moving up from all this penny-annie shit for good.
All I need is a chance to prove myself to Frank.
Well?
Well, all you do is talk.
Don't act like you don't know that this mouth is legendary.
Then what you think you're doing?
About to give you a reminder.
That's what I'm about to do.
Well, come on.
Oh, you want me to come on, huh?
Ask and you shall receive.
Come on.
you.
This so-called fight is a travesty, and I will do everything I can to stop it.
Muhammad Ali is a race-baiting traitor.
Muhammad Ali.
No good draft, Dodger.
After all this country gave him, can't even be bothered to defend it?
Ungrateful dog.
Hey, Huddy, didn't you serve?
Uh-huh.
And Ali's shitting all over it.
Nature calls.
He was stripped of his title for refusing military service in the Vietnam War.
Howdy, Mr. Morris.
Detective Mason.
Hey.
Detective Mason touched him up real good.
Boy can't be more than 17 years old.
The boy has a name, David.
Well, is David willing to testify in front of a grand jury?
This ain't enough.
You a social worker.
You've been down this road enough times to know that it ain't.
I should've known.
When you took this job, you promised change, detective.
It's been two years.
You can't put this kind of change on a clock.
Tell that to him.
I'll run up the flagpole again.
Meet Luke tonight, okay?
Yeah, it's fine.
I'll see you at home.
Okay.
Fucking P. I know.
Chief.
Pardon me.
Thank you for joining us.
You must be familiar with Senator Johnson.
Who is he?
Detective Hudson.
It is a pleasure to meet you.
Please, have a seat.
Don't you just hate how much the camera love this?
It'll be sleeting in hell.
Or Governor Maddox allows those bow-tied Nation of Islam thugs here, so...
You've been drafted.
Pun intended.
I don't quite follow.
Honey, you will be Ali's personal bodyguard during his time here in our fair city.
Chief, my caseload is piling up.
Ali's safety is now your priority.
I need to take a piss.
Mmm.
They tell me you was one of the first black cops on the force.
But you couldn't arrest white people.
Hell, you couldn't even shower at the damn station.
Now, I know you got some story.
I may be just a simple lawman, but I can smell bullshit a mile off, so... Let's cut the shit.
Now, something tells me you'd rather eat a bowl of nails than God, Ali.
That sound about right?
Picked up on that, did you?
I did.
Assignment like this, it'll help you rehabilitate your standing in the community.
See, black folks need to see another black officer as an ally.
Look around.
Go on.
Now, inside of 10 years, this is gonna be a black city, with black leadership just pumping in black dollars.
So I suggest you find yourself a new actor, because this little John Wayne thing you got going ain't gonna work much longer.
All right.
I'll be back.
Ow!
Looking good, girl.
Hey.
Thank you, sugar.
But you look good, too.
I see New York been good, too.
You ain't missed no meal.
Chicken tells me you hanging out with a heavy hitter.
They don't get much heavier than Frank Moulton.
Hey, uh, what do you say I buy Frank a drink after the fight?
Now, why would he want to have a drink with your country behind him?
Once Frank see what Atlanta got cooking, he gonna want in.
That's right.
Ain't nobody got more juice out here than on chicken.
Is that right?
Oh, you know that's right.
And what you going to do for a business man like Frank?
Silky.
Emerson.
My man.
Don't worry about them.
They cool.
Come on.
I'll be right back.
Keep my seat warm for me.
You got it, Chuck.
What the fuck was that?
My daddy's gonna be working with Muhammad Ali?
I don't know about working with.
Hey, you.
Dishes.
What?
Do I stutter?
I don't see Chief Jenkins asking any of the white detectives to guard the most hated man in America.
Ask if Chief Jenkins want to put that bullseye on my black ass.
Roy Johnson was saying he think this might actually lead to something.
What'd the senator got to do with it?
He was at the mill, too, laying it on thick.
Talking about, uh, this might be an opportunity for me to rehabilitate my standing in the community.
Slick son of a bitch.
They got this boy Clay on damn near every TV in America.
I don't like how he carrying it.
Loud mouth, talking trash.
You know, when my number got called, I showed up, all right?
I served.
Baby, you served in Missouri.
That ain't the point, D. I didn't know where they was going to send me, but I went.
This man won't even do the reserves, and these fools out here acting like I'm the one that got to be rehabilitated.
They're using you, trotting you out for sure.
I know.
But I'm going to use them right back.
When this whole thing's over, they're going to owe me a favor, and I'm going to use it to do some real police work.
Like taking down Mason?
Like taking down Mason.
I just wish you worked for people who didn't think you were expendable.
Well, I ain't gonna quit, D. Be careful.
Hey, you got some dessert for me?
Yeah!
Hey, hey, hey.
How you think your little behind got here in the first place?
Who do you think they over there talking about, baby?
Do I look like I got supersonic hearing, nigga?
All right, they done.
Look natural, okay?
Mm-hmm.
What you over there talking to that Paul bear about?
He helped me put together a little party for Frank.
A party?
Yeah.
What kind of party?
Frank's throwing a post-fight shindig.
So, where y'all gonna hold this shindig?
Well, my man Emerson has a line on the penthouse at the Biltmore.
Biltmore.
The Biltmore.
You expect a bunch of black bosses to get together and let their hair down in a luxury hotel in clean country?
You gotta go to a private location.
Somewhere outside the prion eyes of the law.
This is just a little party for the bosses, okay?
Shit.
All you need is some liquor and some trim.
Frank Moten affair?
On the heels of an alley fight?
Nah, that's got to be big.
You and I both know that's got to be big.
I'm talking flashy.
Something first class, all right?
I'm thinking Vegas.
Hmm?
I'm thinking Black Vegas.
Right here in Atlanta.
Now, follow me.
Okay, when I say Black Vegas, I'm talking about a casino night with all the trimmings.
Gambling, liquor, women.
That sounds like a lot of noise.
Frank's a quiet guy.
Talking about making it a business conference.
While bleeding niggas dry at the same time.
I got everything you need.
I got the venue.
I got the... I got the goddamn women.
Yeah, more importantly, I got the goddamn vision.
Ain't nobody gonna see shit the way I see it.
All I need from you is Frank's blessing and his Rolodex.
I got all the rest.
Fuck your man, E. Now, who's gonna be footing the bill?
Because it ain't gonna be Frank.
Okay, slow down now.
You're going way too fast.
Look, I told you, I'm a professional.
I got the bread.
The bread ain't never been the problem.
All I need is my investment back in another, what?
Five percent.
Another five percent, yeah.
You won.
But you fucked this up, and I can't protect you.
Got his ass.
There's me.
Fat boy fucked us.
Throwing a party to one of his country-ass friends.
Ah, no, no.
This makes the plan even better.
We got the perfect patsy now.
This dumb motherfucker's got no idea what he just got himself into.
Hallelujah!
Now, on this most special of Sundays, I would like to take a moment to acknowledge an angel walking amongst us.
Brother Gordon Williams, would you please rise?
Brother Williams is a stalwart in the community.
And not only has he given his soul and service to the Lord, he has graciously offered to finance the church's brand new roof.
Faye, I can't pay for that roof.
I'm gonna put this on the table.
Now, we agreed to pay for it months ago.
Yeah, I know we agreed, though.
I also know that church has had their hand in my pocket ever since I could walk.
I don't ask you for much.
I know that.
I don't ask where you be at half the time or what you be up to.
I know.
All I ask is that you provide a legitimate living for this family.
You pay your tithes, and you have your behind in that pew 9 a.m.
on Sunday.
Faye, now, I'm sorry I was late.
I really am, but ain't nothing I can do about that now.
I was out there handling business, big business.
Business that required my attention, and it's going to require my funds.
Unfortunately, that roof will have to wait.
What business?
I'm throwing a party.
I'm throwing a party that's going to go down at the Nat Alifa.
You must really think I just fell off the turnip truck.
Ain't nobody said nothing about you falling off no truck or nothing like that.
Faye, Faye, listen, I'm saying what you think.
I'm talking about throwing a high-class business affair with all the top businessmen from all over the country that's going to come down here after the fight.
And how you come to know that he's a businessman?
Through Silky, that's how I know him.
Silky Brown?
Who you was pushing drugs with back in the day?
Hey, Silky ain't on that stuff.
He done went legit, just like you.
I got you, boy!
Y'all gonna wash up now.
Hey, do what your mother said.
See, Silky is the assistant to one of the top businessmen out there in New York.
He about to put a million dollars into the city.
After you do that, he gonna need a handler.
That's my play.
I'm the handler.
I'm the man.
You.
That's what I do.
That's my play.
Faye, see, you're not listening to me.
Faye.
Now, listen to me, Faye, please.
You know damn well, ever since I got out that joint, I've been working.
I've been working hard to earn your hand as a man.
And earn your love, right?
This one here is the one that can put me on top, and I feel it.
I feel it.
I know it is.
And I want it.
I want it for us.
No drugs.
No, what?
Come on.
Faith ain't gonna do nothing without drugs.
And no girls.
My girl right here.
Are you not my girl?
Mm-hmm.
I'm your girl.
There you go.
Say it one more time for me.
I'm your girl.
All right.
My girl.
That's what you are.
Mm.
My girl.
Mm.
I'm square with the past.
Got him, kids.
All right.
I love you.
Hey, come on.
We taking down Ali?
Nope.
We guarding him.
Wait, are we early or something?
Because I only count three guys here.
I decline on general principle.
No way I take a bullet for that fool.
Hey, Colt.
Here's the detail.
Ali is the job now.
You got a problem with it, you go on down there and take it up with the suspension board.
That's the spirit.
Dismissed.
All right, now, chicken, listen up and listen good.
Go ahead and grab a pen, because I'm only going to say this shit one time.
Now, Frank controls New York.
Cadillac controls New Jersey.
But they already coming.
You still need to reach out to the rest of the firm members.
You understand?
OK, hold on.
Who the hell is the firm?
The firm is a council of all top black bosses across the nation.
Mushy Mouth rules Detroit.
Now, he'll snatch a car straight off the assembly line.
That motherfucker's mouth never stop moving.
Don't mean you don't understand the damn thing he's saying.
Uh, Mush Mouth, I am calling on behalf of Frank Morton to invite you to Frank's party of the year.
Bunker's Cuts.
Bunker Willis controls the south side of Chicago.
You fuck with that man, and he will chop you in two.
Derrick Patterson goes by Tex.
Cowboy boots-wearing motherfucker.
He controls everything from Texas, Oklahoma, and Arkansas.
It's Tex.
Missouri Slim's holding down Kansas City.
Now, don't let his penchant for hot presses and manicures fool you, because that man is a real boomer.
Slim!
I'm calling on behalf of Frank Moten, while he's throwing one of the biggest parties ever, and he wants you there.
You work for Frank?
Frank looking to do business.
Oh, it ain't no business opportunity.
You know who the fuck you talking to?
Now I want you to grab as many of the foxy-est bitches as you can, because the fine's gonna want top-of-the-line tail.
You dig?
All I need is your number.
I'm having myself a party.
Hold on, now.
Y'all can hear the same thing.
I'm having a stone-cold groove, and that groove ain't nothing without the right people.
I don't know what this nigga saying.
I want some real invites printed up.
None of that scratch that you used to do.
Now who the fuck this is again?
I'm Chicken Man.
Huh?
It's Chicken Man.
Chicken Wing?
It's Chicken Man!
The fuck is a Chicken Man?
What kind of country name is that?
I don't do no poultry.
You probably got one rule.
No guns.
I gots to have my pistol.
I'm faster than Sammy Davis Jr., motherfucker.
I bathe with my peace.
Guns are too impersonal.
I prefer to play.
I hate to tell you this, but there ain't gonna be no knives either, okay?
This here is a networking opportunity.
That's how you gotta look at it.
All right?
It's time for you to goddamn get around some folks you ain't normally around.
Just tell me what time to show up, and it better not be in no chicken coop.
Fuck this up with the firm, and you can kiss your pie-in-the-sky dream of being Frank's man in Atlanta goodbye, because you'll be dead.
Goddamn it.
Senator, Senator Johnson, now, Ali's license has been rejected in 49 states.
Don't you think it's dangerous to have someone so hated in a city like Atlanta?
Well, you know, Lo, that's a great question and a very simple answer, okay?
We are no longer the city of Jim Crow.
We are a vibrant, inclusive city that's open for business.
Great question, Lo.
Y'all can breathe now!
The Black Adonis has arrived!
Look, I'm sorry I was tardy, but I ain't scared of the fight.
I'm scared of the flight.
And that plane was shaking, man.
I'm happy to see y'all.
Y'all look beautiful.
Ali, Ali, do you think you'll be rusty after such a long hiatus?
Hmm, I don't know nothing about no hiatus.
I got blackballed.
Jerry, do you feel any pressure to be this so-called great white hope?
Not at all.
Draft dodging piece of shit!
You hate America so much, leave!
Get that out of the door.
Calm down.
It's fine.
He's entitled to his opinion.
Just like I'm entitled to mine.
Next question.
Look, that ain't gonna be good enough, okay?
Something happens to this man, it's gonna be on us.
It's Detective J.D.
Hudson.
He's gonna take the game.
Miss Clay.
Miss Ali.
I'm sorry.
Mr. Clay.
Ain't that something?
Now, I done been called Cassius.
I done been called Clay.
I done even been called boy.
But never in my life have I been called Mr. Clay.
Especially by no real live black policeman in Dixie.
Wow.
Oh, and, uh, Mr. Clay, that's my father.
You call me Ali.
Let's go.
We are here at Morehouse College, the mecca of black excellence.
We got black excellence everywhere.
We got future doctors, lawyers, politicians.
This is greatness here.
I ain't never seen nothing this beautiful.
This many beautiful black people?
It must have taken the prettiest man alive to get them here.
Y'all got women here now.
When's the last time y'all had women over here?
Not no part of, not no never.
Okay?
It's because I'm here.
The champ is here.
I'm trying to change the scope of how we view ourselves here in America.
I want people to know that we are here.
You pigs always looking for a reason to fuck with us.
Everybody stay back.
Come on, let's keep moving.
Let's keep moving.
Paul, get this guy out of here.
These are my people.
Hoodie!
Hoodie
I'm telling you, he stays in Atlanta.
I can't keep him safe.
Huddy, you remember the day I swore you into the department?
Like it was yesterday, 1948.
I believe the words you used were, as a nigga, police.
I know.
But it was a good day for the department.
And after Dr. King's assassination, we can't afford another colored hero going down on our watch.
Now, look, I know this detail is a shit sandwich.
I get it.
But I need you on this one, Huddy.
Fuck.
You're the only one I can trust with this assignment.
Alright.
We do this thing, we got to do it my way.
There he is.
You found him.
Welcome to the cottage.
Listen, the champ is gonna be in the main bedroom.
Everybody else, I got cots in the garage.
Come on in.
Make yourselves at home.
Come on in.
If the press find out why I'm here, they're gonna have a field day.
Better than an assassin's bullet.
Look here, Officer Mayberry.
I know you're supposed to be in charge of my security, but you really think bringing me up here with these sticks and ticks is gonna keep me safe?
Detective Hudson.
I ain't here.
You say something?
Detective Hudson.
That's my name, son.
Just thought I'd clear that up for you.
Gentlemen, gentlemen, please.
Now, listen, as long as I leave wind on the 26th, ain't nobody gonna care where you slept on the 25th, huh?
You one smooth brother, Senator.
Smooth, man.
Smooth as the peanut butter on my sandwich this morning.
Take notes, Detective Hudson.
Don't you let us down, Detective.
You see how it's like grass right here, but then it get brown?
I want the grass to flow through the goddamn yard.
Chicken, what you want me to do about it today, huh?
You know what helps grass turn green.
Water.
Meat delivery.
What kind of meat is that?
I got chicken cutlets.
I got prime ribs.
Let's go in the Charlene in the kitchen.
Come this way.
Charlene, you got the cutlet.
You can't throw no money for niggas with no seafood.
Don't do it now.
Don't do it.
Don't do it with the grass hands.
Chicken.
One second.
Where y'all going?
We're the painters, man.
We just came in here to drop off some paint.
All right, keep that shit down there.
Thank you, Mama.
I ain't your mama, Jack.
Hey, Miss Jenkins, I'm sorry for all the commotion.
We're just doing a little spring cleaning, that's all.
It's October, nigga.
Yeah, we're just getting a head start, Miss Jenkins.
This is a classy neighborhood.
Yes, ma'am.
You best not be running no party house or I'll call the authorities.
No need to do any of that.
Baby, what'd I tell you?
Huh?
You have to slow down now.
But you better hurry up over here and give me a kiss.
I miss you, Daddy.
You got everything?
I'm gonna go ahead and get it.
God damn it.
So can I get one of you strong brothers to help assist the aisle?
Hey, hey.
Why she got to ask y'all?
Come on, man.
Don't hurt yourself.
God damn it.
Everybody not focused around here.
It's my cousin.
On my mother's side, we... Mm-hmm.
Go in the house, Ms.
Jenkins.
Goddamn.
Last thing I want to do on my day off is drive niggas around, especially live ones.
Should've asked for 100 bucks.
Yeah, well, you didn't.
You asked for 50, and the deal's a deal.
Fuck is this he's doing here?
He driving.
Oh, hell no.
Chicken, I know this ain't what I think it is.
What?
It's for the families.
Ain't no dead bodies riding in there.
Oh, well, that's gonna change real quick if Frank finds out.
Listen, he's hit the bricks.
Chicken, you drive him.
What?
Chicken my ass to walk the house.
Have my shit back in one piece, hear me?
Hey.
Where you ride at?
Parked out front.
Hit me with the keys.
Come on.
I got the broads, you got the swinging dicks, all right?
What you gonna do?
You gonna introduce me?
Hey, you just need to shut the fuck up and drive.
Get down!
Bandit called to be the boss.
Mr. Moten, gentlemen, I trust y'all had a smooth flight.
I just want to welcome y'all to Atlanta.
Say, uh, Mr. Cadillac, Mr. Lamar, of course, Mr. Moten, listen, whatever you gentlemen need while you're here in Atlanta, I'm your man.
Now, who are you?
You our party host?
Yes, sir.
Mr. Chicken Man?
Guilty as charged, yeah.
I've expected his ass to pluck.
I got that for you, Mr. Simone, please.
A chicken, man, don't pluck.
We wanted a Hyatt, right?
We got to make a start first.
OK.
Yeah.
You know, if you need anything while you're here, I'm your man.
Whatever it is you need done, I can get it done for you, Ms.
Mo.
You want me to put on some music?
I like the quiet.
Can't steal with no fingers.
Here you go.
Now the hyatt.
When I was a kid, I lived in the country with my grandparents.
One of my favorite things to do, dig in the dirt.
Whether I was in the field with my grandfather or in the garden with my grandma.
First time I dug deep enough to hit red clay, Big Daddy told me I had dug down to the devil's front duff.
Scared the shit out of me.
But I told Big Mama, she said, oh boy, he just playing with you.
But that clay is red because it's mixed with the blood of our ancestors.
That means this land belonged to us.
That Georgia red clay is our birthright.
And it's our obligation to cultivate and protect it.
This land we're standing on belonged to us.
I had no idea you was from this part, man.
Well, not here, but Brunswick, down the Georgia coast.
Back then, Atlanta might as well have been the moon.
What you think about the moon now?
You can call me Neil Armstrong.
I'm about to plant me and Big Mama's motherfucking flag.
So you accessory to a murder now, chicken?
I'm not doing no murder.
See what it was?
It was a loyalty test.
Okay?
You know what I did?
I sat there unfazed.
Looked them all right in the goddamn eye.
You know what Frank did?
Frank looked at me goddamn back.
I passed that test.
That's why I did it.
Trust me.
Well, you a gangster now, huh?
Nigga, you don't even own a gun.
What's with you and these goddamn guns?
What in the gun?
Don't you think that damn mouth gonna get you out of a jam every time it don't work like that, Jack?
Hasn't?
Huh?
Come on, chicken.
Stop.
I ain't protect you.
Cut it out.
I'll pop that grease.
There'll be more than grease.
Then we'll have a move or you get burned.
Put on a show in this goddamn kitchen.
Always running your mouth.
You expecting somebody?
Fuck you.
Is that all the seeds you gonna shred?
And where the rest of the collard greens?
Y'all moving so... Chickens!
What we doing?
Hold on.
No, no, no.
Get your hands off me.
Now, what's going on, baby?
Talk to me.
Tell me what's going on.
You ain't say nothing to me, man.
What the shit?
Hold on, man.
I am Javi Lopez.
You must be the infamous Chicken Man.
You a student of geography?
No, not really, no.
Florida, Georgia, and Naples State.
Where I'm from, when a neighbor want to throw a party, he gets permission from all the other neighbors to not cause a disturbance.
Your party is the talk of Miami, hermano.
That's what it's about.
Baby, here's what I do.
I can reach out to my bosses, have my bosses reach out to you, get you an invite, and we get this all squared away.
I don't want no invitation.
You know, I want a little neighborly courtesy.
OK, so whatever you need, I squared away.
I got it.
It's settled.
After the party, you pay me.
Fifty percent, I think, is more than fair.
Fifty percent of what?
Come on, man.
No, no, no.
Cut the job now.
I just got shook down by goddamn Ricky fucking Ricardo.
He put me in the back of the car and everything.
Yeah, Bruce is fine-ass.
Cadillac, look, maybe you can help me out.
Talk to Frank, maybe have Frank go talk to Javi.
Why the fuck would Frank want to do that?
Hey, is your party is your problem.
Goddamn it, Silky.
Now, you know I'm putting up my own money for this.
Okay, now I go pay this Puerto Rican man, and then another goon come out and want me to do the same damn thing again?
Welcome to the big leagues, brother.
Yeah, maybe you need to rustle up some extra chicken feet.
I don't know.
What I'm doing?
Yeah.
Excuse me.
Would you happen to have Cool Breeze?
Uh, we don't have that brand here, sorry.
Thanks.
That bra is a dead ringer for Lola Felina.
That is Lola Felina.
Nigga, please.
Frank gonna lose his mind, ain't fine out here yet.
Frankie Fane?
Frankie loved that bitch.
He'd walk through hell with gasoline drums on just to drink her bath water.
He had me fly all the way to L.A.
just to get a personal print of Lola Cote.
So, uh, so you're telling me that if I get Frankie an introduction with Lola, that maybe, uh, maybe he'll help me settle this Harvey situation?
Yeah, he'll do that.
Frankie might know you alive.
Um, I overheard you downstairs at the bar looking for these, so I went and grabbed them for you.
You work for the hotel?
No.
No, no, no.
I just, uh... I just like taking care of people.
I'm Gordon.
I'm sorry, I'm Gordon Williams.
You attending the fight, Gordon?
Yeah, yeah.
I mean, I wouldn't miss it for the world.
You?
I am.
OK.
Uh, excuse me.
I'm sorry.
Just a question.
It's gonna sound crazy, I know.
But a business partner of mine, real good man, he's a huge fan, loves you to death.
But downstairs having a drink, it wouldn't mean the world if you could just kind of stop down there and show face and go crazy.
The answer is no.
No?
Long shot.
Yeah.
Yeah, OK.
Uh, wait.
Last thing, I just want to tell you that you were amazing in Lolocoat.
You saw Lolocoat?
You don't believe I saw Lolocoat?
No.
I'm a huge Lolocoat.
OK, all right.
That is true.
In Atlanta, they call me El Diablo.
Let me ask you, do I look like the devil to you?
You know, the devil appears in many forms to all of us.
That's it.
I mean, that's amazing.
I'm just a sucker for westerns, and you just blew me away.
Enjoy.
Hey.
Uh, yeah.
Eight o'clock?
I don't know if I told you, but my granddaddy used to bring me up to this lake and go fishing.
And catfish and crappie.
Got how quiet it was.
It's too quiet.
How's Ali doing?
You know, in his best behavior, ain't that many people out here for him to run his mouth to.
But he a different guy when he out of the lights, you know?
A little more to himself.
You know, quiet.
I mean, he's still Ali.
Oh, yeah, girl.
I like the way that look.
Sounds like you're warming to him.
Look, man clearly ain't no coward.
I mean, he takes his life into his hands every time he steps in that ring, but I just can't square it somehow.
Ain't like it's just a white man's war.
There's black boys dying over there in the fields, too.
I just don't understand why he can't fight for them.
I can't speak for the man, J.D.
Why don't you ask him yourself?
Come here, Rommel.
Rommel, get up!
Take cover, Rommel!
You hear?
Do not fire that shit!
Fire the bolt!
Get out of the door!
Get inside!
Or you're gonna end up like your buddy!
Rommel!
Son of a bitch!
They're throwing eggs, Rommel.
I told you not to shoot.
I'm sorry, boss.
Go back in the house, goddammit.
You know, I wonder how long it'd take a nigga to hit the ground from way up here.
Last time took about nine seconds.
But I ain't never dropped no nigga from this high before, though.
Yeah, that shit they talk about you having a heart attack before you hit the pavement, that's a fucking myth.
That nigga Silas, he screamed the whole way down.
Hell, chicken man keep Frank waiting any longer, he gonna find out tonight.
Hey, you made it.
Blame my agent.
That man can talk.
Oh, you look absolutely breathtaking.
Thank you.
Um, OK, so look, I want to introduce you to my business associate I was telling you about.
His name is Frank.
He a really good cat.
Really adores you.
Hey, uh, Frank, I want to introduce you to Lola Falata.
Miss Falata.
Pleasure's all mine.
Thank Gordon here.
You made this whole thing happen.
Oh, no, no.
Well, look, I don't want to be in the way, so I'm gonna go on again.
Y'all need anything, please let me know.
I'm your man.
Uh, Gordon?
Yeah?
That little problem of yours?
Ease your mind.
I'm a Hamlet.
Everything's copacetic.
I appreciate you, Mr. Moe.
So the sheriff caught up with them boys down the road away one of them saw you boxing on the dock down there and oh, so it's my fault
Well, you're the one who brought me out here, away from my people, and now you're trying to tell me that it's my fault?
I'm not telling you that.
If anything, it's my fault.
I'm just telling you what they told me.
Them boys will probably just get suspended from school tomorrow.
Have to pick up trash off the side of the road on Saturday.
That ain't my jurisdiction, man.
You had them in your sights.
Why aren't you fired?
Because they had eggs, all right?
I got bullets.
I'm more famous than a damn president of the United States of America.
I should have the National Guard protecting me.
Instead, I get saddled with the black Andy Griffith.
I live in the real world, OK?
With real rules.
Well, you real lucky my brothers from the nation wasn't guarding me.
Because you'd have three body bags outside of Natalon.
Oh, well, then you lucky.
I lost three years because I didn't want to go kill for king and country.
Every time I step out of my damn house, I'm in danger.
Man, what the fuck you think I've been doing out here for the last 20 years?
Playing overseer.
Well, if you don't like the service that we provide, feel free to go to the senator.
Tell him you want to back out the fight.
All right, boys.
Y'all know it's past my bedtime.
Let's get some sleep.
I got a white boy to knock out tomorrow.
I'm good, man.
Leave it, I got it.
Just give me a minute, man.
Oh, come on, Faye.
Hey, Faye!
Faye, where my goddamn drawers at?
Gordon, I told you they in the hamper.
In the hamper?
In the goddamn hamper?
Hold on.
Come on, Fane.
I can't.
Fane, I can't wear no goddamn long johns to the fight now.
And why not?
Ain't nobody gonna see them.
Goddamn it.
Hey.
Hey, see?
You see my cuff links?
If I see a shooter, what good's a walkie?
If you see a shooter and you got a team,
Oh, my back!
Okay, Silky.
He gonna go handle that hobby situation for me.
Man, be cool.
Hang back.
Why you squeeze and pull Chicken Man so hard, Javi?
He's just a small timer trying to make a buck.
El Senor Chicken throw big party in my backyard.
In Dorset and Miami.
Miami about 600 miles from Atlanta.
And you're a long way from New York.
Why you messing with my business?
Did you know this party Chicken Man is throwing is in my honor?
No.
I did not know.
Well, now you do.
And that 50% you're trying to squeeze out of the yard, bird, is coming out of my pocket.
Oh, no.
I didn't know que el pollito worked for you.
Tonight he does.
So, we good?
Absolutamente, mi hermano.
It's okay.
You know, perhaps next time you wanna do business down here, you reach out, you know?
Talk to me, a little Nick Bolicotes-y.
Like I say, go a long way from New York.
See you at the party.
Big Tex is in the house.
Can we get some more chips, Rookie?
On the move.
Copy that.
Look at all these goddamn people.
We ain't got no clear lane.
Yeah, neither would a shooter.
I told you about this, man.
No, no, hold on.
Get in the damn ring.
Hey!
Hudson leads the way.
Come on, detective.
After you.
All right, tight circle around the champ.
Each man put a hand on the man in front of you and do not stop moving.
Let's go.
All right, this way, this way, this way.
Hey, baby, listen to this.
That hobby situation, it's settled.
Frank took care of the whole thing for me.
Oh, thank you, Jesus!
Hey, how's the party?
It's Black Vegas, just like you said.
Hold on, baby.
Go on in the back and make sure that tag appears back there.
You did it, baby.
We did it, you hear me?
Goddamn it.
I ain't think you was gonna pull it off.
Yeah, well, I want you to go on and get ready, because this here is gonna be a night that we ain't never gonna forget.
Yeah!
Who's this?
Hey, baby, it's me.
Put your mom on the phone.
Daddy.
What's wrong?
Nothing, baby.
I'm just, uh, just wanted to call and tell you good night.
That's all.
You can't hustle me.
What is it?
I don't know.
You know, I'm, uh, I just feel like everything's lining up.
After everything, you know, after all the moves and all the hustles and the big ideas, I just feel like this one here is... this is it, you know?
And I want it, Faye, but then at the same time, I'm thinking to myself, like, what if it's not?
Well, you no doubt is the devil's drug.
My faith is the elixir.
Amen.
So what?