2Eleven Page #4

Synopsis: 2ELEVEN IS THE TALE OF TWO BROTHERS HUSTLING TO SURVIVE IN THE STREETS OF DETROIT. ZO, THE CALM, AMBITIOUS BROTHER WANTS NOTHING MORE THAN TO GIVE HIS DAUGHTER, NATTY, A BETTER LIFE WHILE MURDA, THE FLASHY HOT TEMPERED BROTHER LOVES THE FAST LIFE AND EVEN FASTER MONEY. TWO VERY DIFFERENT BROTHERS WITH THE SAME OCCUPATION, COMMITTING ROBBERIES. ZO, MURDA, AND THEIR ACCOMPLICE, RELL START OFF AS SMALL TIME THIEVES UNTIL ZO LINKS UP WITH A SEASON VETERAN WHO GIVES THEM THE OPPORTUNITY TO CATCH BIGGER FISH AND MAKE MORE MONEY. ONCE THESE "JACK BOYS" BEGIN TO SEE A SHIFT IN INCOME, THE DIFFERENCES BETWEEN ZO AND MURDA BECOME MORE APPARENT. TEMPERS FLARE, BLOOD IS SHED, AND LINES ARE CROSSED. THE MORE MONEY THAT IS MADE, THE MORE LOYALTY IS TESTED. THIS URBAN DRAMA IS SURE TO LEAVE YOU THINKING.
 
IMDB:
7.2
Year:
2015
107 min
742 Views


- I think I'ma go too.

- While the ladies at the bathroom,

let me show you 'round the place.

Dis is it.

Nice little spot you got here.

- Cost me a pretty penny.

So, you ready?

- Fo'shoa.

- I got them niggas on standby.

- Here's the address.

Good luck.

Let's get back to the table.

The ladies should be back now.

- Rell, when we pull up, you

gon' go through the front do'.

Me and Murda gon' gon'

go through the back do'.

We gotta be on our sh*t bro.

- Let's do this, dawg.

- I was just 'bout to get to that.

First off, I need you to be

cool, calm, and collected.

This ain't like them other licks, bro.

Can't have you on all that wild sh*t.

- I hear you.

- Bro, I don't need you to hear me.

I need you to feel me.

My name ridin' on this sh*t.

- I feel you.

I feel you, bro.

- Now listen, if we

pull this sh*t off right

we gon' leave outta there

with no less than 40,000.

- Yo, what's the f*** is wrong

with the bum ass TV, man?

Can't get no power to this mufucker, dawg.

- Yeah, you know you ain't f***in' wit me

in this 2K sh*t, dawg.

Why you even wanna play this sh*t, man?

- Yeah, I bet I whoop yo

ass if you don't get Miami.

- Ey, bro, hurry up and fix that TV

so I can bust this nigga ass.

Nigga silly, man.

- Man, how much money you gonna

lose to this bum ass nigga, dawg.

- Nigga, shut the f***

up and go get the do'.

- Yeah, whatever, motherf***er.

You stay losing money.

I'm makin' money, nigga.

F*** man.

- I hear dat.

- Nigga, hurry the f*** up.

- You gonna see what's

funny after I 21 yo ass.

- It's Charlie, now.

- What's good, what's

good, man, what you need?

- Let me get two boys and a girl.

- Hold on.

- Hey, I need two boys and a girl!

Man, let's come on in, Unc.

- All right.

B*tch.

F*** on.

- You b*tch as in.

Get your ho ass on the ground.

- Nigga, I wish you would.

Where the f*** the sh*t at?

I don't know why

y'all ho ass niggas in here.

Y'all ain't gonna find sh*t.

Fall back, and relax nigga.

Where the f***in' sh*t at?

Oh, so, you tough, huh?

In five seconds my man 'bout to blow

man kid all over the floor.

Five, four, three, two--

- Aite man!

Chill man, chill.

The sh*t is in the bathroom

behind the wall, man.

Just chill the f*** out.

- That sh*t better be there too.

- Go grab that sh*t.

- You better hope that sh*t in there too.

'cause if it ain't, I'm

stretchin' errybody in this b*tch.

- Got that sh*t, come on, let's go.

- Smooth, errything went

just how we planned.

- That's what's up.

Sh*t, we got errything that's

sposed to been in there,

plus there was a extra bag too.

- Let me see.

Hell yeah.

Y'all boys got everything

in that motherf***er,

didn't y'all?

Told you.

- That's what's up.

10, 20 30, 40.

That's the 40 Gs for

that gig you pulled off.

I like the way you handled that sh*t.

- Good lookin', boss man.

- That's what's up.

What about the extra bag?

- Money.

- That's for you, my nigga.

That's a reward for movin' as a body.

Good lookin'.

- My nigga.

Told y'all niggas we stick

to the mufuckin' plan, we'll be good.

- Nigga, 40 bands in a bag.

That's how much we got, nigga.

- Ooh, sh*t.

- Its' gettin'.

- Man, let's bust that sh*t

down and get the f*** on.

- Yeah, come on.

- A'right, hold on though.

Just wanna use this moment, man,

tell y'all niggas how much I lu y'all.

- And I wouldn't had done that sh*t

wit nobody but y'all.

- Ey man, f*** all the sentimental sh*t.

Let's bust that sh*t

down and get the f*** on.

- Hold on, impatient ass nigga.

This sh*t ain't goin' nowhere.

- Here we go again.

- I'm just f***in' wit you, nigga.

Come on, let's split this.

Way in, way in, way out

Where you're back in, back in, back out

Early in the mornin',

nigga, gettin' to the cash

With the cold--

Yeah,

the nigga that came up

with stickin' niggas was a genus,

an I'm lovin' it.

We was just broke yesterday.

Now, look at us.

Murda and Rell, them niggas finally

on point for a change.

They hold sh*t down on they own.

And I ain't even gotta be there.

Yeah, sh*t goin' beautiful.

Do it on the low, you

know the feds proly watchin'

Who they hit the block,

slow it down, but no stoppin

We got mouths to feed,

there ain't no other option

Yes

But sell dope...

- Bae, I love my new car.

Yeah?

- Yes, it's my favorite

color and everything.

you f***in' wit me.

- You know I got somethin'

fo' you tonight, right?

- Yeah.

- Damn, let me have mine right now.

- No.

- Come on, man, you know

I don't like to wait.

- Great things come to those who wait.

I'm 'bout to go cook.

What you wanna eat?

- You.

.

- A'ite, I'ma eat whatever you cook, bae.

- All right.

Go get me a towel

so I can dry this car off.

- You aint' gotta worry about

nothin' gettin' dry tonight.

Damn!

- Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, just chillin'.

What's good?

- Sh*t man, you need to f*** wit me, man.

Yeah, you still f***

wit them houses and sh*t.

Yeah.

I'm still f***in' wit them houses, man.

- I'ma think about it, man.

- Man, you need to clean

them pennies up, man.

Get your sh*t together, man.

You can't rob niggas foreva.

- Sh*t is working.

- For real, man, you need

to f*** wit me dawg, man.

- I'm seriously gonna

give it some thought, man.

I'll get at you.

- You seriously gonna give it some though,

and get at me.

Nigga, you on some bullshit.

Get at me, man.

Fo'shoe.

- A'ite, fo'shoe.

- Sh*t, nigga, you the baller, boy.

- F*** is you talkin' 'bout now, bro.

- Man, nigga heard about

that new whip you caught.

- Man, nigga had to buy

his self a little toy.

- You I can't tell you

what to do wit your money,

or nothin', bro, but,

you know what game we in.

Don't make yo'self no target.

- Come on, bro.

You know I ain't worried about

becomin' no motherfuckin' target.

- A'right.

- I tear this b*tch up.

- I hear you.

Money over loyalty?

- Man, that's just

something I got from dawg.

- It's a wild ass hat.

- Well, it's funny you mention it.

That nigga really feel like that.

That nigga once told me, dawg,

he'll wack his own brother

and sista if the price right.

Hey.

Damn, you and that dress

caught me off guard tonight.

You on that tip, huh?

- Hey, you need to holla at bro, though.

'Bout hittin' another one

of them good ass licks, man.

That sh*t too easy.

Need that.

Man, I don't

even think that nigga

tryin' to f*** wit that sh*t no mo'.

- I don't know, dawg, I

just got that feelin'.

You know I don't give no f*** dawg.

I have had to hit the streets to get mine.

I'm straight stickin' niggas, no hezzo.

- Come on man, you my mufuckin' nigga.

You ain't gotta tell me, sh*t.

But hey, you gotta feel Zo too.

Sh*t don't last forever.

- First of all, f***

what Zo be tellin' 'bout,

second of all, errything it take,

to see my people happy, dawg.

Mo, far as I see in my family faith,

my niggas gettin' nicked

sh*t to, flat out.

- That's how it's supposed to be, nigga.

This sh*t really about what

you do with that cash dawg.

Just jackin' that sh*t off on dump sh*t,

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