A workout boosts worker morale.
You think l'm stupid.
You're a high motherfucker.
You five-o?
-His cover's blown! -Let's go!
Are you five-o?!
Take him out and kill him! And blow the building!
Scotty help me! I'm going to die!
Let's go!
Let me through! l'll do her!
Clear!
Police! Get out!
Come on!
Shit!
Shit! Nothing here!
Let's get out of here!
Come here. Hold on. Keep your head down.
Here we go!
Scotty!
Where the hell are you?
-Shit! -Touch Pookie, it blows.
-Do this. -There's too many wires.
Pick one.
Come on!
l can't see. Give me a light!
Hold it there.
Scotty, on three. . .
. . .l want you to slowly, gently pull out the blue wire.
Slow!
One. . .
. . .two. . .
. . .three!
-One is the ground. -Which?
-l don't know! -Three seconds left!
l knew it! You ain't nothing but a high-priced whore.
Put Nino on, bitch.
lt's for you.
What's up?
I know you're having a good time, but we were infiltrated.
We shut down The Carter.
Get your ass here now!
Now!
Stop!
What happened?
Don't nobody know nothing? Don't everybody speak at once.
How the motherfucker get in?
Out of all you motherfuckers, nobody knows jack shit?
The Duh Duh Man. Duh Duh, what happened?
l'll be a motherfucker.
Don't nobody know nothing?
What up with this?
Somebody got to know something was going on.
See what l'm saying?
Ain't that right, Gee Money?
l think Gee Money definitely knows something.
Gee Money knows something.
You fucked up. You fucked up bigtime.
You're incapable of running this shit.
Sit your five-dollar ass down, before l make change.
Kareem brought him to my attention.
We got 300 employees.
l can't keep my eye on all of them.
lf you was taking care of business--
What? lf l was what? Say it again!
What?!
Nothing.
That's what l thought you said! Because that's what l got, nothing!
A million-dollar-a-week business reduced to rubbish!
lt's your responsibility.
l never liked you anyway, pretty motherfucker.
What's the matter, Gee? What's up with you?
You're letting some shit like who l'm laying the pipe to, fuck with you?
You're bigger than that.
Something like this can never happen again.
Now. . .
. . .leave me.
Get the fuck out.
What Gee Money has brought together. . .
. . .let no man put asunder.
l now pronounce us man. . .
. . .and wife.
You may kiss the bride.
Be not deceived. Neither fornicators, nor idolaters. . .
. . .nor adulterers, nor abusers of themselves with mankind. . .
. . .shall inherit the kingdom of God.
May your soul rest in peace.
Goodbye, Pookie.
The commissioner's been on my ass.
Washington is blaming us for losing thousands of dollars in man-hours.
Not to mention all the cops we got killed.
The operation was a failure.
We didn't arrest anyone. No one, man.
We didn't get any evidence. Nothing. No financial records, nothing.
We still could be out there fighting scum like Nino Brown. . .
. . .except for two things:
l gambled on you, and you gambled on a crackhead.
Fuck that!
That's enough, man!
l'm sorry you lost your budget. But l lost a friend.
Let it go.
Operation's over.
lt's over.
lt ain't over. Pookie didn't die for nothing.
Operation 's gone...
. . .Nino's loose, Pookie is dead.
l got Pookie killed.
Cut out this self-pitying shit about you killing Pookie.
lf anyone killed him, it was me. l could see it.
How you going to tell me you killed Pookie?
Remember when you said l didn't care?
When what the hell was l doing at Pookie's funeral anyway? Remember?
l used to be Pookie.
How the hell you used to be Pookie?
l was a poor white trash Pookie.
This whole drug shit, it's not a black thing, it's not a white thing.
lt's a death thing. Death doesn't give a shit about color.
You don't have to like me.
l don't even know if l like you.
But we're in this together now.
You know, a drug dealer is the worst kind of brother.
He won't sell it to his sister or his mother.
But he'll sell it to his boys in the street.
l don't know about you. . .
. . .but l'm ready to kill Nino Brown.
Are you with me?
l'm ahead of you.
Behind door number one, your head explodes like a melon.
Behind two, you hook us up with Gee Money and get the prize, Nino Brown.
Let's make a deal.
You and me always had an understanding. Besides, l needed a haircut.
My cugino and his friend are hungry.
And l got a feeling they'll cut you a sweeter deal. . .
. . .than any Peruvian.
Enough to maybe throw in a finder's fee for me.
lf l swim with this--
You wanted to meet the main man. From now on, you deal with me. . .
. . .and me only.
You will cut me a side deal.
Twenty percent.
And you will be obligated to report to me. . .
. . .and me only.
Give me your number.
Don Armeteo.
Nino is about to itch.
-What the fuck is up? -What's up? Play ball, that's what.
Check!
Can l help you?
l'm here to see Gee Money.
-What's up with these elbows? -Sucker!
l don't know you.
You know him?
Hold up. l know him. He's cool.
Ease back, playboy. Ease back.
How you feeling, Gee Money, my man?
What's up with your man?
Pat him down.
Pat him down!
lt's like that?
What the fuck is this?
l don't know you, that's what.
l know you're my man's new contact, but l don't trust you.
So since you're interrupting my game, get the fuck out.
Mr. Money. . .
. . .please escort Mr. Washington off the court. Take him down the block.
And if this dreadlocked bomboraas even blinks wrong. . .
. . .you lullaby his ass.
Don't forget what we talked about before at Frankie's.
l'm definitely going to be the next king.
Yo, Keish, l seen that boy somewhere before.
That's right, l checked him out myself. He cooler than a fan.
And the product is 60% cheaper than what the brothers is paying.
That will free up a whole lot of money...
... to do a lot of other things.
Like, maybe take over another city project?
All right, let's roll with it.
Rebuild and get stronger.
Most definite. Most definite.
Money, I'll tell you something.
lf he's not who he says he is. . .
. . .l'll kill him.
Then l'll kill you.
I don 't trust Mr. Washington.
I want him to stick to me like flies to shit.
When l was young, l was a member of a gang, the L.A. Boys.
-Lennox Ave. -You know it.
The leader, Jughead, told me to prove my loyalty. . .
. . .l had to snuff somebody out.
lt was like, ''No problem. ''
l said, ''An enemy?'' He said, ''No, that's too easy.
lt's got to be an ordinary mo. ''
So l rode down to 23rd.
Copped me a bag of that red devil angel dust.
l got so zooted.
l walked up on this lady. She must have been a schoolteacher.
l was so fucking crazy, l didn't even care.
l stepped to her.
l didn't even stay to see her drop.
l just ran.
You must think l'm a demon.
l guess what you was doing. . .
. . .it was like business, right?
lt wasn't personal.
My brother. . .
. . .it's always business.
Never personal.
-Tell your moms l want some bean pies. -Can l get some?
Come on in, little man.
Two for you.
-Hold up, Pop. -Get out of here now.
l can take care of you too.
Take care of yourself, because you an ignorant bastard.
You committing genocide on your people with your fancy suits and cars.
Step off, grandpa.
ldol worshiper!
Killing your people with the white devils you put in that bottle.
You an idolater.
Reverend Oates, why are you with this scum?
Shut up!
Nino, let me smoke this old dude.
Look at you. ln two years, they'll be marking your gravesite.
Me?
l'll be right here.
Kids, get out of here!
These kids. . . .
All these people gather around you like you God almighty.
Like you love them.
Devils ain't got no love. You're killing your people.
What can you offer them? Another l-have-a-dream speech?
Some of that same shit you ripping off to me?
Look at us. Not a pot to piss in, nor a window to throw it out of.
You's the fool, old man.
Don't try it. Don't even think about it!
You don't understand.
ldolater, you reap what you sow!
This is some fly shit.
Some George Raft, some James Cagney-type shit.
You know what l'm saying?
-That's how you living. -Living large!
Good looking out this afternoon.
Gee Money should've seen it coming.
Old man really wanted to do me.
Old bastard.
But here's something that's not so funny.
Gee Money tried to cut a side deal with me.
You can't trust anybody these days.
You can trust me. l got your back.
Thank you.
Now Reverend Oates will say a few words to the happy couple.
You got to wait till somebody else gets some too, okay?
Before we eat this cake, we ought to toast. . .
. . .my daughter, my new son-in-law and our gracious host. . .
. . .Mr. Nino Brown.
Shit!
Fuck!
Good dog.
Oh, baby.
Come on.
l got something for you.
That's my business card. Call me sometime.
What's up? You still mad at me?
Fuck you, then.
-Where is the Duh Duh Man? -Probably after that skeezer.
What's with Selina?
l don't know. Losing her mind.
Think l care? This is my world, my money. . .
. . .and that's my skeezer.
You'll get it all over your dress.
Hi, Daddy.
Hold up a minute.
Thank you, mister.
Cover me!
Throw me a gun!
Get down!
Motherfuckers!
You're a murderer, Nino!
l've seen you kill too many people!
Cancel that bitch.
l'll buy another one.
l hate you!
l hate you, Nino!
Don Armeteo's on the phone for you.
We made you. We gave you everything.
Shagazzy's, the Spotlite, the street corners.
So you got cute. You had to get spanked.
Now you listen to me. l made this. Me.
l own this city, you slicked-back, greasy-haired. . .
...son of a bitch!
You're fucked!
This bulletin just in.
In a scene to rival the famed St. Valentine's Day Massacre...
...of 1 920s Chicago...
...Don Armeteo, reputed crime lord, and ten of his henchmen...
... were gunned down this afternoon....
I put you two together. You guys go off on your own.
Now you come back to me?
You're telling me the disk isn't important?
l'm telling you l hope it is important.
This is Hawkins.
We go back to law school. She's the prosecuting attorney.
The son of a bitch used a little girl as a bulletproof vest.
Watch your language. Nino is going to fall.
-What about the Pookie video? -lt helps, but it's not enough.
Nino isn't in the tapes at The Carter.
He's Mr. Untouchable.
How many more got to die? l could have smoked him myself.
Can we catch him in a buy? Or get a witness to testify. . .
. . .and connect all the dots?
Nino's got great connections. Can we nail any and tie them to Nino?
Check this out.
We got it set up so the CMB brothers will buy from us.
And l also got it so Nino Brown definitely doesn't trust Gee Money.
And we'll get it on videotape.
What's up, fellas?
Got the bucks?
Nice of you to make it. Know what l'm saying?
What can l say?
What's taking so long?
Nino's not moving. Shit.
-Let's do this. -Open the briefcase.
Easy!
Very easy.
l thought we was friends.
l told you, it's never personal, B.
Friends is friends. This is business.
Let's see the sample.
Whatever.
All here, baby.
l knew l knew Washington. He's five-o!
Suck-ass motherfucker!
Punch it! Just do it!
You cut a deal with that motherfucker.
Yes, you did. Yes, you did, Gee.
Fucking Cain.
My brother's keeper.
Was it this. . .
. . .glass dick you've been sucking on?
Was that it? Now l see how you let that motherfucker infiltrate.
He used you, Gee.
Whatever happened to ''Am l my brother's keeper?''
You know what happened to it.
''The world is mine. ''
Remember that?
''Everything is mine. Everything! ''
Even my woman.
ls that what this is about?
That fucking skeezer?
You think l give a fuck about her?
Fuck that ho bitch! l don't give a fuck about her!
lt ain't about her.
lt's about us.
l love you, man.
You embarrassed me, man!
ln front of all them people, you treated me like l was soft.
You treated me like l was spineless!
We built this shit! You didn't do this shit by yourself!
You forgot about me, man. Your brother.
What has this done to us?
Keisha.
Dead.
The Duh Duh Man.
Dead.
Let's just make it like it was.
Let's be a family. Let's make it like it was.
Fuck them cars. And them bitches. And all that shit.
Fuck that shit!
Let's do us, me and you. Let's be a family again.
l'm on the run.
lt can never go back the way it was.
But l'll tell you how we can make it right.
CMB.
CMB!
We all we got.
Am l my brother's keeper?
Yes, l am.
You know where Nino Brown lives?
You heard my man. l ain't telling you shit!
Last summer, we won this basketball tournament.
Bought the whole team new red scooters. So kiss my ass.
Kiss my ass with that.
You know something, B? This dude is a cop. Five-o! B, out!
Come here, punk!
l know where Nino lives.
He beat this kid with a baseball bat.
Poured gas on him, set him on fire. . .
. . .after he shorted him $5.
l hope you kill his black, hardened ass.
He's in apartment 6C.
But watch out. He got bodyguards on the roof.
Say hello to my little friend.
Buckwheat.
Punk!
Kill him!
How can you wear this and sell poison to our people? You ain't shit!
Toss him to me.
That teacher you killed? That was my mother!
Kick his black ass!
You've squashed and killed these people with no retribution.
Get your ass up.
This ain't business. This is personal.
Do it! Do it!
l want to shoot you so bad, my dick's hard.
Coming through!
Come on, Scotty. We'll do it the right way.
l'll testify.
Even if it means my life, l will testify.
Come on. We can't go out like this.
Put the gun down.
Don't throw your life away on a piece of shit.
Give me the gun. l'll do it!
l'll be out in a week.
You're a dead man.
Was the defendant, Mr. Nino Brown, head of the CMB?
Remove the hat and the sunglasses.
Detective Appleton, when you infiltrated the CMB. . .
. . .did the defendant, Mr. Nino Brown. . .
. . .attempt to buy two and a half kilos of cocaine from you?
Can Michael Jordan slam dunk?
Of course he did. He's a dope dealer.
That's what they do, buy and sell dope.
l'm not guilty.
You're the one who's guilty.
Lawmakers, the politicians, the Colombian drug lords.
All you who lobby against making drugs legal.
Just like with alcohol during Prohibition.
You're the one who's guilty.
Let's kick the ballistics here.
Ain't no Uzis made in Harlem.
Not one of us in here owns a poppy field.
This thing is bigger than Nino Brown. This is big business.
This is the American way.
l'm sure that the court was enlightened. . .
. . .by your geopolitical tirade.
Unfortunately, society at large is not on trial here.
You are, Mr. Brown.
Were you or were you not. . .
. . .head of the narcotics consortium, the murderously bloody. . .
. . .CMB?
l could not hear you. Would you please speak up?
Yes, l was a member.
But l was forced into this way of life.
l've been dealing drugs since l was 1 2.
l didn't have the chances that you have, Miss Hawkins.
l wasn't born with a silver spoon in my mouth, Miss Hawkins.
l wanted to get out, but they threatened to kill my mother.
Who are you talking about, Mr. Brown? What ''they''?
They.
Look at him. Kareem Akbar.
The educated brother from the bank. He's the head of the CMB.
The brains behind the whole thing.
This is bigger than Nino Brown, and l got a list to prove it.
lf l'm going down, l'm taking a lot of people with me.
-Order in the court! -Can l speak with my lawyer?
Your Honor, may counsel approach the bench?
-What's going on? -l don't know.
What's the discussion?
The court is not pleased with this application.
You understand that by pleading guilty to a lesser charge. . .
. . .the court, under law, can impose a sentence of three years to life. . .
. . .with parole eligibility after 1 2 months. Do you understand?
Absolutely.
How'd you let this happen?
We wanted some of the crack off the streets. l wanted Nino too.
He gave up his connections, and Powell wanted to make the deal.
Let's go.
This court is now adjourned.
What? All he gets is a year?
This ain't happening.
l should have killed you myself, bitch!
That's the difference between you and me.
Don't get mad, Tito. lt's the law.
Sucks, huh?
When this is over with, you can come and work for me.
Did you turn state's evidence?
Did you sell out CMB?
-Are you pleased with the outcome? -Absolutely.
The justice system is the greatest. l'm proud to be an American.
-Hi, Mom. -ldolater!
Your soul is required in hell!