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(dramatic music)
♪ I'm standing here without a reason ♪
♪ A reason I should stay ♪
♪ I lied to you, you lied to me ♪
♪ There's no one left to blame ♪
♪ It's goodbye for the last time ♪
♪ I gotta walk away ♪
♪ You're standing here give me a reason ♪
♪ A reason I should stay ♪
(dramatic music)
Woman: For sure.
Hey, Kingsley said, "He'd pay me with these?"
Okay.
Uh, yeah, hey, we're actually closed man.
Thank you.
Um, cheers, yeah.
Oh you can't cheers with water, it's bad luck.
Oh, I don't, I don't believe in luck.
To music.
To luck. (glasses clanging)
Okay.
You play here?
- No. - Why not?
Well the drink tickets don't really pay the bills, so.
Yeah, touche! (laughs)
No, no, no, you were really good.
- You were really good. - Oh sarcasm, right?
No, no, I mean, did you not notice
the bar filled with overweight bikers just gawking at you. (Fiona laughs)
Yeah, real music connoisseurs?
Yeah, yeah um, where are you, where are you from?
- West coast, Vancouver. - West coast, Vancouver.
- But... - Nice.
Oh come on. It's not that obvious.
- Ow. - Sorry.
I mean, you wouldn't be playing here if you knew the neighbourhood.
You don't know that.
I could be a fugitive on the run.
- Starving artists could be my disguise. - Ooh, good.
So what, you ended up here this place can't be that bad?
Huh, um, do, do, do you write?
- Mm-hmm. - Mm-hmm.
Do you?
Yeah it's been a minute, it's been a minute.
Well, tonight seems like a great night to start, so.
I will leave you to it.
Well, well wait you have another beer.
Oh, I don't, I don't like beer.
- Oh, I'm Ricky, nice to... - Oh, I know who you are.
Hopeless is one of my favorite songs.
- Thanks. - Yeah.
What's, what's, what's your name?
Nice to meet you Ricky.
Okay!
Not bad bro.
Hey, can you take this out back?
Thanks.
(traffic noise)
(melodious music)
(trilling lips)
(strumming guitar) - Boom!
(guitar strumming)
(melodious humming)
Fuck Ricky.
(electronic beat)
(strumming guitar)
(electronic beat)
(harmonious humming)
(upbeat music)
♪ I wanna find a way to be everlasting ♪
♪ I wanna find a way to be all I'm meant to be ♪
♪ I wanna find a way to share, why I'm asking, yeah ♪
♪ But it only matters if you remember me ♪
(harmonious refrain)
(cellphone buzzing)
Fuck!
Fuck.
(trilling lips)
(computer beeping)
(traffic noise)
(melodious music)
Happy Birthday Mom.
Happy Birthday.
You're really warm hey, wow.
It's hot in here.
Cooking, we're cooking.
Want to give me a big squeeze?
Here's a little surprise.
(song playing on the phone)
♪ I wanna find a way to be everlasting ♪ - It's me mom.
♪ I wanna find a way to be all I can be ♪ - You like it?
It's a little rough, I know, but...
-I think I'll be able to -Oh you made it?
- Hey. - Hey you.
Ma look who's here.
Look who's here.
These are beautiful.
I'll have to get a vase for them.
Birthday girl gets treated fancy huh?
(mother sighing)
Are you taking some blood?
I'm gonna give her a bit of a painkiller, doctor's order.
Painkiller why, why do you have to give her a painkiller?
Just a little bit of morphine, nothing crazy.
Morphine. What's going on?
Well, how much?
Why are you giving her morphine?
I'm sorry. Wait, what?
It's nothing serious doctor felt she needed it
she's been in a little pain.
Why didn't you call me that, she's in pain.
- Mom. Are you okay? - Ricky. It's fine really.
It doesn't sound fine.
How much fucking morphine you giving her?
- Hey. - 6000 micrograms.
- 6000 fucking micrograms a day. - Yes Ricky,
it sounds a lot more than it really is.
It sounds like a lot, that's what it fucking sounds...
(mother moaning) - I'm sorry mom.
(whispering) - It's her fucking birthday, today asshole.
(kissing forehead) - I'll come back later, okay.
I'm still her guardian.
We talked about this you fucking call me.
(traffic noise)
(soft music)
How you doin' Damian?
Good Ricky, how was your night?
Awesome, great.
(machine whirring)
(locker slamming shut)
Kingsley...
uh, I was...
um, I need more hours.
I need more hours.
You work every night we're open,
how am I gonna give you more hours?
I don't know, maybe you can put me in a bar on King?
(Kingsley laughs)
King Street. (laughs)
Ricky: Look I really need the money.
And how is that my problem?
You knew what it was when I hired you here, man.
All right don't be coming in here asking me for favours.
I need a favour.
Everybody needs a goddamn favour.
Please. Please.
Oh, please, please. He said, "Please."
(laughs)
In that case, no.
I don't hire men on King Street, all right.
Unless you want to do that other thing we talked about?
Yeah, I didn't think so.
You late right?
Go up to my fucking loft man before I whup your ass.
While you have a job.
(bottles clanking)
Everything all right, man?
Damian: What's going on man?
Fess up.
You know, fuck this place, fuck this.
Hey man I could just grab the beers if you...
Shut the fuck up man, shut up.
No really though, all right, what's up?
I need some money.
Yeah well, we all do. That's why we're here.
I need some money, I need some money for my mom.
I need some money that money.
(Damian sighs)
So I mean you know, what we do to make money,
like for real, around here.
Yeah, I do and I don't want any part of that shit.
(laughs) - Hey man is that judgment?
Yeah that's fucking judgment bro.
- (Damian laughs) - (Bottles clanking)
Well, you still making music?
Why?
Are you?
Yeah, no honestly dude just fuck it,
forget I said anything.
Um, I might know a guy who can get you studio time.
Look clearly you don't have that many options right?
And I know we don't talk that much we barely know each other.
- Yeah. - But uh..
You know, I'll offer up my contact.
Think it through.
Who's the guy?
(soft music)
(rap music)
So uh, how long you been working here?
(background rap music)
(sniffs)
(groaning)
(fist pounding)
(background rap music)
- Hey. - What's up?
How are you?
Um, he'll be with us any minute just...
(background rap music)
Hey.
(background rap music)
(door opens)
Hey. Come on. Come on. Come on.
- What? - Come on. Come on.
(background rap music)
Damian: Hurry.
(knocks on door) - My man, it's uh, it's Damian.
Terrence: What the fuck do you want Damian?
I have somebody I want you to meet.
Terrence: Yeah I'm a little fucking busy right now D.
Yo bro what the fuck.
- Let's just chill. - It's all good, it's all good.
(door opens)
- T! - Fuck is wrong with you D?
My bad bro.
Who the fuck are you?
It's Ricky.
Trust me you gotta hear his new shit.
It's dope.
Kingsley know you're here?
Nah bro, why does that matter I'm here for music.
See your ass out Damian.
Come on. Terrence?
I'm asking for real.
Let me see what you got bro?
(claps)
Is your boy fucking deaf or something?
(indistinct chatter)
Bro, let him hear the song.
(song playing on the phone)
♪ I wanna find a way to be everlasting ♪
♪ I wanna find a way to be all I'm meant to be ♪
♪ I wanna find... ♪
All right.
Not my vibe. Clear out.
- Come on. - Hey. - This isn't my vibe.
Okay, let's go.
Hang tight.
- Damian: Hey. - Terrance: Hang tight.
(knocks on door) What are you doin' bringing random people into my studio?
Damian: He's not even random, you know exactly who he is bro.
The guy's...
Man you got a voice here.
- Come on, bro. - Are you going to pay for it too?
You know same shit, same arrangement,
we got this.
Terrence: Monday.
One chance.
Hey, you owe me.
What? What did you just say?
Come back Monday.
Monday. What, what did you say?
What were you talking about in there?
It's not important.
Yeah. How do you know this guy this place is?
It's also not important.
You just got in with one of the biggest producers in our city.
Enjoy the moment man, enjoy it.
You know what?
We should celebrate? Come on.
(motorcycles revving)
♪ Doesn't matter ♪
♪ No reason to lie to me ♪
♪ No reason why I should stay ♪
♪ Doesn't matter ♪
♪ Told you I know you ♪
♪ That's never gonna change ♪
♪ It's goodbye for the last time ♪
♪ I'm gonna walk away ♪
♪ Doesn't matter ♪
♪ Told you that you love me ♪
♪ I got no reason left to stay ♪
(musical refrain)
(Ricky trilling lips)
- Hi. - Hi.
Oh no, not until, you tell me your name.
- Fiona. - Fiona.
-What? (Fiona laughs)
I just I don't know I didn't see you as a Fiona.
Oh what did you picture me as?
- Maybe like a, like a Roxy, a Molly or something. - You're not good at this...
-No, (Fiona laughs)
I like him in person.
- What is that are you talking about me behind my back? - She was mentioning
a bartender at a dingy spot
offering a girl cheap beer it's hardly good talking about...
-Yeah, good one, good one. (laughs)
We have two tickets I say we do shots.
Shots that sounds like my kind of girl.
And I got just the thing.
- Hey I'm actually good. - I'm good too.
- Seriously? - Yeah.
- Okay. - Okay, two each?
Fuck it, sure.
Okay.
You got to be fucking kidding me.
There we go.
-To new friends. (glasses clink)
To new friends.
-To new friends. (laughs)
Shall we take this to my place?
- Okay. - Sure.
- All right. - Yeah
Yeah, let's do it.
Okay train going.
Okay, I just gotta do a couple of things
you got to do a couple things
and let's get the, out of here.
Fiona: Wow! Okay! (laughs)
You can afford this bartending?
Hey you got me trust fund baby.
♪ Must be proud of me ♪
My boy here just signed a record deal.
Ricky: Who I don't know from...
(upbeat music)
(guitar strumming)
Okay, so tell me about this record deal?
Well, first of all, it's not a record deal.
It's I'm just going to the studio on Monday
with some producer. (strums the guitar)
What producer?
Uh, Terrence something.
-Um, I have no idea. (strumming guitar)
Where, oh, here we go. Right this guy?
Is that him?
- Yeah, that's him, how do you have a photo? - Are you fucking kidding me?
-That's crazy. (laughs)
- What are you? - And that guy knows him?
Yeah, I guess I don't, is he big?
Okay. How are you, like, so cool right now?
I mean, now you're making me nervous.
- No, I mean. - What am I walking into?
(Fiona laughs)
You know, not all of us get as far as like...
I'm not saying, come on. That's not what I meant.
No. Seriously, congratulations, let's...
Thank you. I should be thanking you actually.
- Oh, yeah. - Yeah.
I uh, I wrote that song after after seeing you.
- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.
(laughs) - Wow. Well, you're welcome.
- Maybe you and I can try the song, yeah. - Oh my God, no, no,
- You can like... - I'm not about to like jump on your platform
and put my foot in the door.
No, don't worry about me.
I will figure me out on my own. Cool.
Badass, I love it.
Like it, ahem,
that was weird, sorry, uh.
Okay, so what happened the first time around?
- You know what, let's get to that another time, hows that. - Wow.
-Yeah, you owe me a date. (guitar strumming)
(electronic beat)
Damian: Hey, Slater.
What up, what up D?
- Nice to see you man. - Likewise.
This is Ricky who I've been talking about.
- Ricky. - Slater.
Yeah, I got to do a session.
Cool. Nice to meet you bro.
Nice to meet you.
- Hey, good job. - Thanks.
I think we got it.
- Yeah. - Yeah, that's good.
- Hey baby, that was crazy. - Thanks baby.
So that's...
- I'll see you later? - Mm-mmh.
All right.
Hey man feel free to adjust the mic,
let's lay down the guitar and the vocals first
then we'll take it from there.
Sounds good.
You waiting for a fucking escort or something?
-I'm sorry, no, no, no. (all laugh)
I'll take this.
(upbeat music)
♪ I wanna find a way to be everlasting ♪
White boy can sing.
♪ I wanna find a way to be ♪ - Unique style.
Yeah but he could be.
We mix his style with our vibes
let those worlds collide.
That'd be magic man.
♪ But it only matters if ♪
♪ you remember me ♪
(whispering) Yo, there's money to be made here, T.
(singing refrain)
Yo.
I don't know what the fuck you think this is
or what Damian might have told you.
Put on some real shit you got us fucked up fam.
You know,
I find that most people at some point in time in their life
tap into this thing I like to call the juice,
you know that is?
It's when you get hot for a little bit
got people loving your shit.
But the problem with the juice
is that it has no staying power.
It's thin.
Fleeting.
But now if you could tap into the sauce.
The sauce is swagger I'm talking like real swagger.
Very few people tap into the sauce
here at Reaper Records that's what we're looking for.
You once tapped into the juice Mr. Ricardo.
That's gone now.
So if you're going to be coming up in my studio
wasting my fucking time you better tap into some sauce.
Drop some fucking heat, you feel me?
What the fuck you waiting for?
Uh, Slater, can you play the tracks?
(track playing)
♪ I'm gonna hold on ♪
♪ I'm gonna be strong ♪
♪ Will you remember me? ♪ ♪ Will you remember me? ♪
♪ Yeahhh ♪
♪ We're gonna get high ♪
♪ So high tonight ♪
♪ Will you remember me? ♪ ♪ Will you remember me? ♪
Now that's what I'm talking about.
Dope shit, bro.
Thank you, yeah.
No bullshit.
You come in and you put the time in.
You earn your hours here nothing's free.
Once we have the right tracks
talk about next steps.
That's how things work here.
You should also know though
that this ain't no typical Rock Band production type shit.
You fuck up here, it ain't an easy goodbye.
So.
Don't fuck with my time.
You in or you out?
Don't look at him he can't answer this for you.
Simple yes or no?
(suspenseful music)
Yes, yes let's do this.
- Good. - Phew.
- Okay. - Damian, hold up.
Give us a sec.
Yeah.
Close that door.
(traffic noise)
Hey, I'll grab the beers can you grab the liquor?
- Yeah. - Cool.
Another day, another dollar.
(cheering)
(loud thud)
You can get a whole lot of drink tickets playing up there bro.
Hey, fuck off.
(Damian laughs)
Kingsley: Hey, hey pretty Ricky.
Get Damian, tell him to brings his ass back here.
Gotcha you.
Hey D!
(zipper closing)
What's up boss?
First thing in the morning, no later
and no I do not give a fuck if that means
you get no sleep tonight.
Yeah you got it.
- All right, go on get back to work. - All right.
(strumming guitar) (a tune)
(humming a tune)
♪ You call me just to say you miss me ♪
♪ But you only call me when you feel alone ♪
♪ Crying telling me that you're sorry ♪
♪ But only sorry cause your new man ain't home ♪
♪ I'm letting you go ♪
(harmonizing)
- Hey. - Yeah.
- That was tight. - Yeah.
That was tight.
Whoo, that was a lot, whoo.
You know, I think we need to get another artist on this track.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Who you thinking?
Oh, I've got someone.
♪ I know that they envy me, I can smell their jealousy ♪
♪ I got people telling me, that you was an enemy ♪
♪ I could feel your vibes, and I can feel your energy ♪
♪ It's off, I cut you off on God. That's law ♪
♪ Boss up, had to floss up ♪
♪ You calling sides like this is a toss up ♪
♪ I'm not nice now like I'm baka ♪
♪ And I like my drinks just a lil' darker ♪
♪ I'm a real shark that shouldn't bother ♪
♪ Go'n dip yo' feet, you wanna test the waters ♪
♪ I'm Mad Max, I'm real shotta ♪
♪ No long talking, what you got to offer? ♪
♪ I'm letting go ♪ (clapping)
(laughing) (harmonizing)
♪ I'm letting go ♪ - Hey, I'm getting there.
(harmonizing)
Oh yo, T, you gotta hear this tape.
♪ I know that they envy me. I can smell their jealousy ♪
♪ I got people telling me, that you was an enemy ♪
♪ I could feel your vibes, and I could feel your energy ♪
♪ It's off, I cut you off on God. That's law ♪
♪ Boss up, had to floss up ♪
Yeah, I feel that.
Let's fucking go boys.
Yeah, let's sign this up.
Get you a contract.
(cheering) (laughing)
- Yo, you did it man. - Yeah.
-You got something for me?
(laughs) - Yeah man.
(track playing)
Yeah, just uh, turn it up.
(suspenseful music)
Hey Dame,
what the fuck is going on in there?
- Nothing. - Hey Dame, stop with the fucking excuses.
What is going on, in there?
You gotta you gotta come clean?
I can't.
I owe Kingsley a lot of money, okay.
There it is.
That's how I work at that shithole you think I fucking belong there?
Kingsley.
He takes everything that I make. All right.
I don't get any of it.
- And I need to make money I need to get ahead man. - Hold on a bit.
You're working for fucking Terrence?
What choice do I have?
You have got to be the dumbest motherfucker I ever...
You need to chill.
- I need to chill why? - You need to chill, okay.
Cause I'm doing this for you.
Just as much as I'm doing it for me.
You're doing this for you.
And you better fucking hope
you know what you're doing big guy.
I don't need this.
(suspenseful music)
Hey um...
- Two minutes. - Two minutes.
- Yeah. - Got you.
Yeah. I'm coming buddy.
(suspenseful music)
(sniffing narcotics)
(suspenseful music)
(Damian sighs)
All right. Take care buddy.
(Damian sighs) - What are you doing?
I'm having fun Ricky.
Having some fun.
We're about to close.
Exactly.
This is when the party starts for us all right.
We were the life of the party.
Now we're going to live in the party.
Listen, what's that saying,
buy the ticket take the ride.
What?
Dude, look around.
This ain't going to be your reality soon.
-So enjoy the process. All right? -Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Enjoy it!
(upbeat music)
(rap music)
(yelling)
(rap music)
(siren beeping)
(soft music)
What do you want big guy?
All right.
Anything?
(Damian mumbles)
Okay, kay, kay, kay.
-Come on, let's go sit, let's go. (laughs)
Let's go, right here,
right in this seat, right in this seat.
Shh, shh, shh.
- Hi. How are you? - Hello.
Okay.
What do you want?
- Right, right, hey. - Oh my gosh.
I'm not sure but what do you want?
- Fries. - Fries.
- Lots of fries. - Lots of fries, that's it got it.
-Pop.
- Pop. Pop. - Pop. Okay, pop.
That's good.
All right. Excuse me
Get a couple of pops and give us your biggest fry?
Thank you.
Oof.
Hey buddy.
Look at me.
Oops.
You want some ketchup?
Ketchup me.
Is that good.
(laughs) - A ketchup fart.
(Damian laughs) - Oh my gosh.
Yes. yes.
(soft music)
Feeling better?
Mmmmh.
- Good? - Dry.
- Stuck.
-Okay. (clears throat)
Drink, drink, drink, drink, drink.
(slurping through straw)
Better?
What, what are you, what are you doing?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
- They're dancing. - Dancing.
(laughs)
(upbeat music)
(laughs)
(upbeat music)
(laughs) - Okay we got to go.
- We got to go. - We got to go.
Wow.
Let's get.
You can keep the change, sorry, okay.
(laughs)
Hi guys. Out on your first date?
- Cool. - Let's get out of here.
-No, no, no, no! (Damian laughs)
(groaning) - Come on, buddy.
Look at this place.
Yeah, wow.
Whoa!
It's staring at me.
(laughs)
His eyes are bigger than my head.
Come on man.
- Oh, fuck. - What?
- Fuck!
- Where the fuck are you going?
Damian!
Hey!
(heavy footsteps running)
(garbage cans clanging)
What are you doing, man?
-Fuck! (banging on garbage cans)
-Fuck is going, what are you looking for?
(Damian laughs) What the fuck is going on?
(Damian laughs) What are you looking for? Hey.
Ya'll looking for this?
Yo.
Let's look inside.
(bag unzipping)
Oh shit.
This must be mine, right?
Yeah I must have dropped this.
Because you ain't that stupid.
Get up off the floor.
And get the fuck up out of my spot.
I'm gonna get you out of here, okay.
Gonna get you a nice place.
Build our dream house somewhere.
I love you mom.
(sighs)
I love you.
(sniffles)
I didn't know what the mood was for the night so.
- Hm-mmh. - Yeah.
Fancy. Um, the mood was going to be,
uh, I don't know maybe
order some food, pizza?
Pizza, that's the best you can do?
- Do you not like pizza? - No I didn't say I didn't like pizza,
but it's a date.
Oh this is a date, oh, I'm gonna go.
I should not have gone out of my way to get these.
Check, pizza. I guess.
Get over here.
Um, oof, what about,
what about Pad Thai?
Pizza it is.
- Wow really over Pad Thai. - Mm-mmh.
- Wow You really are a fugitive on the run.
(both laugh)
Fiona: Mm-mmh.
So what's the reason for not drinking?
That is a long story.
We have time. Uh, sparkling or still?
- Wow sparkling. - Okay.
Are you evading?
Evading no I'm not evading anything.
Um, what's my story?
What's what what do you what do you want to know?
Why don't you like to drink?
Do you have like this dark side to you?
Club crawler, tough guy.
(snickers)
You're also a badass on the run.
(laughs)
I uh...
I don't drink because I watched my dad drink
until he blacked out
and then he would beat my mother and I
until we did, so.
- Shit, I'm sorry. - Yeah...
Just one of my stories right?
Yeah, but not everyone's story involves
the people that should protect us hurting us.
Pain is relative right?
Anyway, cheers.
- To? - To...
-The pain. (both laugh)
Dark I like that.
So do you see your dad now?
Dead.
What about your mom?
Uh, she, she has PSP.
PSP is what?
PSP. PSP is Progressive supranuclear palsy.
Started off slow.
Now she's immobile and I'm sorry,
this is heavy, uh yeah.
Where is she now?
She, she's in a home across town.
Don't, don't, don't, don't do that,
that makes me uncomfortable. - What?
It's just like you pity me.
-I'm not pitting you. I'm not. -Yes you are.
I understand you, there's a difference.
Is there?
I understand you I can see that it hurts you.
It's in your eyes.
Anyway, let's lighten it up. What's your story, huh?
Where do I start?
Why did you why did you move here?
Music.
- Okay. - What?
What are you running from that day?
I'm not, I'm not running away from anything.
- You're not running away from something? - I thought that this
would be a better fit for me.
Just like change of scenery.
There was nothing for me in Vancouver, so.
Who's being evasive now?
- Oh! (laughs) - Oh, yeah.
That's okay. That's okay.
I am a very patient, man.
How patient?
- I don't know, patient. - Oh yeah.
Yeah.
- Hi. - Good.
- Guess, we'll see.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
♪ You call me just to say you miss me ♪ - What is it?
This, this isn't my playlist.
This isn't my playlist. This isn't my playlist.
- Okay. - No, I'm so sorry.
One second, one second. Ah!
Hey, I need you to listen to this.
♪ I'm letting you go, you call to say you wonder ♪
It's not my playlist. It's not my playlist dude.
Oh my God.
Yes! I'm so sorry. I'll call you later
I love you. Bye-bye.
- Is that you. - Yes, it's me.
Oh my God!
Congratulations!
Oh my God. (laughs)
I'm so sorry, I like broke a moment.
- And you had to pick oh... - It's okay. (laughs)
(track playing on radio)
-Never mind. (Fiona laughs)
- Hi. - Hi.
Thank you.
I'm Ricky nice to meet you, hi. - Stop!
- No, I'm on the fucking radio now. - You're on the radio.
DJ: Good morning Toronto. Welcome to the Morning Show.
Here we go.
Guess who's back, Ricky?
He's back with a whole new team
and a whole new vibe.
He's got this blend of rock, pop and soul.
I don't even really know what to call the genre but,
this kid got a hit on his hands.
If you haven't heard it yet here it is.
"Letting Go," featuring Toronto sensation Malik.
(cheering)
♪ You call me just to say you miss me ♪
♪ But you only call me when you feel alone ♪
♪ Crying, telling me that you're sorry ♪
♪ But only sorry 'cause your new man ain't home ♪
♪ I'm letting you go you call to say you wonder ♪
♪ While crying for another ♪
♪ I am, I am ♪
♪ I'm letting you go ♪
♪ My heart is beating thunder ♪
♪ As I begin to wonder ♪
♪ If I am, I am ♪
♪ I'm letting you go ♪
(singing refrain)
♪ I'm letting you go ♪
(singing refrain)
♪ You call me to share your reflections ♪
♪ Of a love you thought that we used to be ♪
♪ Funny how our phones say "poor connection" ♪
♪ It's funny cause I also agree ♪
♪ I'm letting you go you call to say you wonder ♪
♪ While crying for another ♪
♪ I am, I am ♪
♪ I'm letting you go my heart is beating thunder ♪
♪ As I begin to wonder ♪
♪ If I am, I am ♪
♪ I'm letting you go ♪
(singing refrain)
♪ I'm letting you go ♪
(singing refrain)
Ladies and gentlemen, Malik.
♪ I know that they envy I can smell their jealousy ♪
♪ I got people telling me, that you was an enemy ♪
♪ I can feel your vibes and I can feel your energy ♪
♪ It's off, I cut you off on God, that's law ♪
♪ Boss up, had to floss up ♪
♪ You calling sides like this is a toss up ♪
♪ I'm not nice now like I'm baka ♪
♪ And I like my drinks just a lil' darker ♪
♪ I'm a real shark that you shouldn't bother ♪
♪ Go'n dip yo' feet, you wanna test the waters? ♪
♪ I'm Mad Max, I'm a real shotta ♪
♪ No long talking, what you got to offer ♪
♪ I'm letting go ♪
(singing refrain)
♪ I'm letting you go ♪
(singing refrain)
Ricky: So that's, yeah, okay.
$2800 hundred, plus utilities. Yeah. Okay.
Yeah, that's fine.
Uh, yes, sure. Yeah, I can move in on the first.
When is that?
Uh, perfect, yeah absolutely.
Um, yeah, I was gonna ask you about this.
So, I don't have the best credit.
But I was wondering if you would accept cash?
Yeah, or I could pay the full thing, full year.
Does that work? No, no, no, no.
I just some of the shows, I played.
We just, you know, yeah, we just get cash, yeah.
(laughs) - Thank you. Sure.
All right, yeah. I can come by when today?
Tomorrow, yeah. Tomorrow works great.
Um, Perfect. Amazing.
Okay, thank you.
Thank you. Yeah. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
Okay, bye bye.
-I'm sorry. (sniffles)
Hey, look at the place.
I got the big windows just like you wanted.
In the morning we can sit have coffee
and look out the window.
Hm-mmh.
With big screens on them.
Hi. May I?
Yeah, go ahead.
Nurse: Congratulations I,
I heard the great news about the music
and obviously the two of you.
Yeah thank you, thank you.
Hey I um...
- I just want to say I'm sorry because I don't... - Ricky
you're a great son.
If I were you
I would have done the same.
Thank you.
Now before you go on and blow up
-could I get a selfie for my daughter? (Ricky laughs)
- Yeah sorry let me uh, you know, I look like a mess. - Thank you.
Of course. Put this on. One second.
Ma look, I got fans. Hm-mmh.
(cellphone buzzing)
Hey, what's up?
Terrence on phone: Yo, get over here.
What's going on?
Just get over here.
- Everything okay? - He hung up.
Uh, I don't, I don't know.
I think I gotta go, I'm so sorry.
Tonight I'll be back.
Hey, I gotta go okay, I love you.
Take care of her. You got this.
Hey.
Have a seat.
You are flying up the charts boy.
Got motherfuckers making
TikToks out of your shit.
Global wants to do a feature on you.
Oh my God! Yes! Fuck yes!
(all laughing)
Hey, I fucking told you bro.
Yeah, there's this company that
wants to sponsor concerts now.
- What's it uh? - AptPay
- AptPay. - AptPay.
What the hell is AptPay?
I don't know some new tech company or some shit
but they're putting a lot of good money behind you.
Shit's gonna get wild from here.
Okay, you're gonna have people coming to you.
Especially you dumb ass.
So no fucking around.
Oh you're gonna have record labels calling you.
You know what the deal is?
You know I don't fucking play.
We believed in you from the jump.
We took your sorry rock band shit,
turned it into magic.
(all laughing)
It's a loyalty.
Don't forget it.
Don't take our time and efforts and take it for granted.
You feel me?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, thank you.
Get over here.
D, I'm gonna have my boy call you
to set up the photo shoot.
(claps) - Done.
All right, get the fuck out, I have other artists coming in.
- Yeah, yeah D. - Hey, I'll be right there, okay.
Right on.
Can I talk to you for a second?
I need to, I need to move a little more.
What?
I need more money.
And what you need more money for?
There's this girl and I'm just...
(Terrence laughs)
Oh boy.
New girl.
Get the fuck up out my office.
Okay, I'm doing you a favour.
Trust me.
(suspenseful music)
- I like that. - I think, yeah.
If I'd known, if I knew.
(strumming guitar)
(melodious humming)
That's good. That's great.
You told me in your last relationship that
you guys rushed.
Rushing into love falling like if I had known
I wouldn't have...
Tell me about that. But not me.
If I knew holding back, you'd feel this way.
- Yeah. - If I knew starting fast
(melodious humming)
(upbeat intro)
♪ If I knew starting fast ♪
♪ Wouldn't last, I wouldn't have fallen for you ♪
♪ But promises to emptiness ♪
♪ Or happiness just felt to rough ♪
♪ But when night falls your... ♪
(paper crumpling) - Ricky: Hey, hey what are you doing?
It's no good.
It's great.
Hey, what is it?
Never mind.
Hey. Hey.
When night falls you're...?
Heart.
Your heart.
My heart, your heart. My heart.
- Their heart. - Their heart.
Forgets what what did you forget?
Forgets my love.
♪ Now I need to find in me ♪
♪ The woman that I used to know ♪
♪ Oh honey you ♪
♪ Won't take my soul ♪
♪ Oh honey you ♪
♪ Won't take my soul ♪
♪ You were hurting me ♪
♪ Unfaithfully it was killing me ♪
♪ What could I do ♪
♪ From diamond rings to breaking things ♪
♪ Screaming things but I stayed for you ♪
♪ But when night falls ♪
♪ Your heart ♪
♪ Forgets my love ♪
♪ Now I need to find in me ♪
♪ The woman that I used to know ♪
♪ Oh honey you ♪
♪ Won't take my soul ♪
♪ Oh honey you ♪
♪ Won't take my soul ♪
♪ My love for you is all I had ♪
♪ You tore me up like photographs ♪
♪ You made my heart your punching bag ♪
♪ But now I'm gone but oh honey you ♪
♪ Won't take my soul ♪
(strumming guitar)
Ricky: I'm nervous, I'm sorry.
(camera clicking) - Cap: That's great.
Chin up a little bit.
(camera clicking)
I think that should be the album cover.
Look at me?
- Hey Cap, Cap, can I talk to you for a sec? - What?
Listen, what do you think about doing
like the medium tight ups
I know like we're getting the whole body thing
but medium tight up would be good.
(camera clicking)
- (cellphone buzzing) - (Camera clicking)
Hey, hold on, hold on.
What's going on? (camera clicking)
What?
How did it happen, I...?
I'll deal with it don't worry about it.
I gotta go.
(camera clicking)
(breathing heavily)
- Good day. - No problem.
Thank you.
Captain, looking good.
Fucking billboards baby.
I am hungry.
Whoa, you okay?
It's your mom.
What about my mom, why, what?
She's gone.
- Yo, don't. - I'm sorry.
(somber music)
(door closing)
(somber music)
Fuck!
-Fuck! (smashing furniture)
(yelling)
(crying)
(somber music)
(door opening and closing)
It's okay. It's okay now.
It's okay.
I'm so sorry.
(somber music)
You're okay.
- What's the point? - Why do you say that?
-What's the fucking point?
Right?
(crying)
- Fuck. - Shhh.
(somber music)
What's up bro?
-Don't cancel the show. Damian on the phone: Ricky!
Just don't cancel it, okay.
(traffic noise)
Get in.
(suspenseful music)
What's in the bag?
- Kingsley. - I asked you a question.
In fact, let me see what you're sitting on?
- Bro, I need this. - Shut the fuck up.
Did you forget about our agreement?
You lost my shit.
You pay me back.
Nasty motherfucker you probably shoved it all up your nose.
You should be dead.
I'm being very patient with your simple ass.
(suspenseful music)
-So... (zipper closing)
Where are you getting your supply?
(suspenseful music)
I'll see you at the bar.
(suspenseful music)
(car door opening) - Hey...
you forgetting something?
(suspenseful music)
Same account, first thing.
If I catch you slipping again...
I'm not just taking the money.
(suspenseful music)
(car door opening and closing)
What's up man?
What up pimp?
You lost or something?
Lost? I invented these streets.
How the fuck I'm gonna get lost in 'em?
I'm confused and then I thought,
since he's such a smart motherfucker,
how about Terrence, I bet he could help unconfuse me?
So what do you say you want to help me out
for old times sake?
Yo, what the fuck is this man?
Yo Terrence, you treat all your guests like this?
Can't believe the nerve of this motherfucker.
I'm not here for problems, I'm here for solutions.
I'm a solution man.
Fuck you want Kingsley?
I got a problem with one of my runners.
Guys making new money problem is he still owes me.
Pushing a new product.
Problem is he didn't get it from me.
Now, I know he didn't get it from them white folks.
Because believe it or not, this dunce,
fucked them motherfuckers over before he came to me?
So he must be getting it from...?
We had a deal.
You don't cross onto my corners.
I don't cross over to your corners.
You taking food out of my mouth and I'm starving.
What happens when you take food
out of a starving dog's mouth?
I bite your fucking hand off.
I didn't cross over onto your side of the street bruh.
So you better be real careful of what you say next.
(laughs)
Look at you.
(laughs) You know for a second there
look like he was thinking about almost doing something.
Relax, sit down, sit down, come on, let's sit down.
I don't have a problem with you.
I got a problem...
with your little side project.
Your little boy band.
I heard about that.
I need you take care of our little problem
as a sign of uh... Man: Good faith.
Yeah, good faith, good faith.
You show me a sign of good faith...
86 the manager and we're good.
All right.
Nod, like you understand what I'm talking about?
(laughs)
Give me a hit T.
Ain't that what they say in the music biz.
You ain't shit if you ain't got no hit.
Give me a hit.
I don't want to have to come back around again.
(suspenseful music) - Go.
(Terrence infuriated shoving things aside)
(Ricky throwing candy)
Yo.
You good?
(Ricky throwing candy)
Ricky if you want I can just talk to them and try to cancel the show?
Just uh, just give me a line.
- What? - Give me a fucking line, Damian.
Huh.
Okay. You want a line?
Yeah.
Fine, come here.
Oh you want me to line them up for you too?
Nah, I don't think so.
You want it line it up yourself
and put it up your own fucking nose.
(Ricky throwing candy)
Nice, nice bro.
(bangs the wall)
(plate bouncing off table)
Whoo.
(sniffs a line)
(coughs)
Ahh!
Ooh!
(kicks table)
Ahh! (laughs)
Ahhhh!
(cheering) - Ahhh!
Joe, Joe, Joe!
(cheering)
All right, I'm gonna need your hands for this one.
Come on.
(music playing) (clapping)
♪ I wanna find a way to be everlasting ♪
♪ I wanna find a way to be all I'm meant to be ♪
♪ We're going to get high ♪
♪ So high tonight ♪
♪ Will you remember me? Will you remember me? ♪
♪ Will you remember me? ♪
(singing refrain)
Ahh! Whoo!
Aah!
I need another line.
(laughs)
Fuck it, we should go out you deserve that I deserve that
we deserve that.
Let's celebrate you always say let's celebrate
let's fucking celebrate right?
(sniffs) - Oh, I need some more of this shit.
I'm going home tonight Ricky.
What?
I'm going home.
Fuck off! Come on!
Fuck it! I don't fucking care.
I want to go out now you don't want to fucking come out
after fucking all the nights I'd take care of you.
You put it up your nose you cry your bullshit
I have one bad fucking day huh?
I should have back it, I could have been with my fucking mom
but no, I'm with you
-I'm with fucking you. (table smashing)
Sorry about your mom, Ricky.
I really am.
You should know.
Ever wonder how you get all that free studio time?
Cuz you and I both know that shit ain't for free right?
Like you just thought you were that good, huh?
Just that gifted.
I got news for you bro,
you're not.
You're not that gifted, Ricky.
And all those bars you know, the dingy ones?
10, 20, 50 people maybe.
But the envelopes were a little too heavy weren't they?
I see you,
putting two and two together you're a smart boy.
So don't get too fucking ahead of yourself
because you ain't no better than me bro.
(Ricky laughs)
I looked out for you.
So we're fucking even bro.
So we're even.
We're even.
Yeah.
(banging on table)
(knocks on door)
Huh.
Bad time?
Long time no see.
What the fuck are you doing here, Gerald?
I was in the neighborhood and I saw you performing.
Oh you and a couple of others.
Hey, I'm sorry to hear about your mom.
I know she meant a lot to you Ricky.
Yeah.
If you need anything at all.
I know you got your new team.
You're doing great.
But uh, don't hesitate, okay.
Oh, and we've actually got this event tonight.
You should go, just clear your mind.
Be like old times.
(door closing)
(upbeat music)
- Oh, hey, man. - Yes?
I'm here to see Gerald.
Yes. They've been expecting you.
Cheers.
Hi!
Gerald: There it is. - Yo.
What's up man?
Let me introduce you to some people you've yet to meet.
Okay.
We've got the founder of AptPay
- Hey. How are you? - Sponsors.
Oh, thank you. Thank you. Yeah, thank you.
That's his girlfriend.
Hi Ricky.
And this is our legal counsel.
What's up guys, like hi.
You look like you need a drink?
(laughs) - I don't drink man, I don't drink.
Are you sure?
- Okay. Hi! - Hi!
- Ricky. - Cynthia.
Cynthia.
Oh I don't drink. I don't drink.
You do now.
- Okay. - Take it, here.
Wow! Okay, bossy, all right.
- Cheers. - Cheers.
(upbeat music)
Have fun.
(upbeat music)
- Here. - What?
Do it with me.
Oh, that's so hot.
Do a lot, do a lot.
(sniffs a line)
More.
(upbeat music)
Get up.
(upbeat music)
Welcome back, baby.
(laughs)
Shots, shots, yeah we want some shots.
- Yeah, yeah. - Thank you.
(suspenseful music)
(cellphone buzzing)
(bottle clanking on floor)
(cellphone buzzing)
Hello.
- Open the door. - What door?
(loud banging on door)
- Who's that? - Shh, Shh, Shh, Shh.
What's going on?
(door opening)
Ricky, Ricky, Ricky Ricardo my man.
How you doing baby?
Come on.
Nice spot.
(door closing)
Where's that uh,
where's that sweet thing from last night, bro?
Oh you know who I'm talking about.
You know the blonde one.
One that works for Gerald.
Hey man you look nervous.
You all right?
Meditation, that will fix that.
Don't he look nervous?
Sure does.
Hmm.
Why don't you uh, why don't you bring her out here?
What are we doing here?
(suspenseful music)
Bring her out here.
Oh you playing that deaf thing again, no problem.
Hey yo, bitch, get out here!
(door opening)
Ricky?
It's not the best hiding spot huh?
What's your name sweetheart?
It's all good.
We need y'all to talk.
Why don't you go sit down?
Ricky, sit the fuck down.
Aaah.
Let me tell you uh, let me tell you where it starts.
- Terrence, just let... - Sit the fuck down.
(laughs)
Do you know the story
behind the name Reaper Records?
It's pretty self explanatory, huh?
You know...
I was cleaning blood off of my hands when I met you.
(laughs)
You remember that?
(laughs)
Good timing.
We're showing you
in all music that Reaper Records owns.
Baby, I'm sorry but...
you work for me now.
You understand?
We'll be in touch.
(suspenseful music)
I guess in a way this kind of uh,
happy retirement.
(suspenseful music)
Don't let me catch you in another studio.
Thanks.
(suspenseful music)
(door closing)
I need you to leave.
Fuck you man, honestly.
(door closing)
(suspenseful music)
(coughs)
(suspenseful music)
Hey. What's up T?
Do you know...
what the most valuable currency in the world is?
It's loyalty.
That sort of shit you can't buy Damian.
How long have I known you huh?
Been a while.
I kept you straight.
Straight enough to stay alive.
All you owed me was your loyalty.
So the next words that come out of your mouth
better make a whole lot of fucking sense boy.
Why were you selling my shit to King's buyers?
(snickers)
(clears throat)
What are you talking about Terrence?
I like you Damian but you gotta be
the stupidest motherfucker.
(snickers)
Oh fuck. Oh fuck.
I'm sorry man.
Hey look, Terrence,
you gotta help me man.
Rachel's pregnant and I just need to make enough money
just to get out.
Pack your bags.
This city's done with you.
Terrence, where am I gonna go?
(laughs) - Please Terrence, you got to help me.
- Terrence, you gotta help me! - I should fucking bury you!
(suspenseful music)
The risk I'm putting up.
Risking everything because of your ass.
I should bury you Damian!
You need to get the fuck out of town.
Run Damian, fucking run
because he ain't gonna let this shit go.
(suspenseful music)
I'm sorry T.
(sighs)
(knocking on door)
Hey.
I've been calling.
Yeah, I've been busy.
I'm sorry.
- Right? - Yeah.
You gonna let me in?
Yeah. Yeah, yeah, sure.
What's going on Ricky?
I uh...
I think I'm done. (claps hands)
That's what's up.
Done what?
Done with music.
Ricky I know that things are difficult right now.
Fucking right.
Really?
Yeah.
Fucking difficult, that's what you think.
Shit's fucking crazy, okay.
I don't know.
Are you high right now?
Why are you doing this?
Why am I doing what Fiona?
- You're lying to me, obviously being drinking... - Yeah,
what do you want from me, What do you want from me?
I want you to be straight up with me, what the fuck is going on?
My Mom just died.
I think I just lost my career.
I, I, I, don't know who the fuck I am?
I have nothing that's...
Your career. Your career is fine.
Right, right?
What about me?
I'm right here.
I'm sitting right here.
I can't?
Okay.
(suspenseful music)
(door slams shut)
(suspenseful music)
(screaming) (bottle crashing)
(suspenseful music)
(sighs)
(strumming guitar)
(heavy sigh)
(suspenseful music)
Baby where are you?
Okay you need to call me back as soon as you get this okay?
We have to fucking go.
Call me when you get this all right?
(suspenseful music)
(tires screeching)
Yo yo yo yo yo!
Aah! Aah!
Okay! Okay! Okay!
(tires screeching)
(suspenseful music)
Wake up.
Wake up bitch.
(slamming fist)
You wasn't trying to leave town without paying me my money was you?
No, no.
Girlfriend wants to talk to you.
Rachel on Phone: Damian, please help.
(crying)
-Please. (fist punching)
-Ah-huh! Aaah! (crying)
You got my money now?
(crying)
Okay, please please please.
- I'm gonna give you all the money. - Okay.
You have to let her go.
(crying) - She's pregnant, Kingsley.
This motherfucker.
- (fist smashing) - (Gagging)
Feel that?
- (gagging) - Winded?
Huh?
(fist smashing)
Whoo.
(gagging) (breathing heavily)
You just an all around fuck up ain't you?
Right through to your core.
Please. Please.
Give me a towel.
(sniffling)
All right.
This is what I'm gonna do.
I'm gonna give you 48 hours from now...
- to get me my money. - Okay.
-On time... (clears throat)
- 48 hours. - Okay.
Give me my money.
(suspenseful music)
Rachel!
(suspenseful music)
(crying)
(suspenseful music)
(sniffling) (crying)
(suspenseful music)
(zipper opening)
(strumming guitar)
(humming melody)
♪ I don't want to say ♪
♪ I don't want to say goodbye ♪
♪ Sorry never got to say good ♪
Wishful, wishful, wishful.
♪ Wishful thoughts of growing older ♪
♪ Your hands in mine but getting colder ♪
♪ So much life left to see ♪
(upbeat music)
(playing piano)
Rachel.
I'm really sorry.
(playing piano)
Shouldn't have kept the baby?
I shouldn't have trusted you.
I should've never met you.
You're a blackhole.
(piano playing)
I left something for you in the closet.
You need to take it and go.
♪ I'll wake you up when this is over ♪
♪ Don't cry let me hold you ♪
♪ It's just a bad dream ♪
(sniffles) ♪ A hundred lies to hide my cryin ♪
♪ Stay strong keep on fighting ♪
♪ Don't leave ♪
(closet door closing)
♪ Don't leave, don't leave ♪
♪ I don't want to say goodbye ♪
♪ Don't leave, don't leave ♪
♪ I don't want to say goodbye ♪
(pensive music)
There it is.
Yes sir.
Welcome to the team.
I'm back.
Let's fucking do it.
(footsteps)
(Ricky sighs)
Wow!
Yeah.
(laughs)
- Whoo! - Listen I'll, I'll play with this tonight
and and we'll get it done this is this is next level man.
Yeah therapeutic.
Yeah, absolutely thank you again.
Um, (sniffles)
Thank you, man.
I'll, I'll come by later and do that that second verse track, I gotta...
- Yeah. - I think I gotta deal with some shit.
(laughs)
Great stuff, man.
- Good night. - Night.
(breathes heavily)
Hey.
(sniffles)
(cellphone ringing)
(gun cocking)
Hey. Uh...
I, I know you probably won't call me back
but I uh...
look I...
I just wanted to say that...
(tires screeching)
(gun firing)
(pensive music)
♪ Wishful thoughts of growing older ♪
♪ Your hands in mine but getting colder ♪
♪ So much life left to see ♪
♪ Last time we hold each other ♪
♪ Tears stream from one another ♪
♪ But please don't leave ♪
♪ Don't leave, don't leave ♪
♪ I don't want to say goodbye ♪
♪ Don't leave, don't leave ♪
♪ I don't want to say goodbye ♪
(pensive music)