All language subtitles for Rebel s01e03 Ghosts.eng

[indistinct police radio chatter]

Just to talk?

Just to talk.

- That's it?
- You came here just to kick it?

About what?

Men? Music? Fashion?

April Summerdale was one of
the officers who was involved

with the lawful
shooting of your brother?

Yeah, Detective Fox, about as lawful

as Wounded Knee is to your people.

Maybe last night you started
thinking about your brother,

decided to take things
into your own hands.

Let me hip you on how
this is supposed to go.

You do your job, you find cause,

you get to put those bracelets on me.

You don't find cause, then you
get to go find whoever did this.

Where were you last night?

At a rally for my brother.

Okay. Then you came here,

because it's book club night.

- You knock, April doesn't...
- I already told you.

When I knocked, the
door was already open.

I came in, I see her down, I
call 911 like a good citizen.

You see anything suspicious?

Yes, I did see something suspicious.

It's a nice space you
have here, Mr. Jenkins.

Very nice.

- Well, thank you.
- Thank you very much.

I'm trying to expand
to help more soldiers

coming home from war adjust
back to civilian life.

Now see here.

I got the plans and budget done.

All we need now is a contractor
who can keep it tight.

This is the price if nothing goes wrong.

- But if we have problems...
- Look,

I got you on the small stuff.

Just as long as you don't
try to jack up the budget,

- we're good.
- [phone rings]

Okay.

[phone ringing]

Yeah?

Would you stop messing with
your hair, Rainbow Brite?

Don't hate, congratulate.

You know this color looks good on me.

[sighs] It's okay. I know
you're in a bad mood and all

with Malik's birthday coming up.

You figured out what you wanna do?

No. I'm not in a bad mood.

I just don't wanna be
talking for my health.

I heard every word you said.

April's dead, but you
don't think it's a suicide.

Yeah, usually when
people commit suicide,

they eat a bullet or aim at the temple.

She shot herself behind the ear.

Okay, so someone offed her Mafia-style.

That's my theory.

The M.E. confirms it's
a possibility, too.

Especially with the angle of the bullet.

You think Matt's brother
Jimmy's behind all of this?

I don't know, maybe.

I'm just trying to figure out
how all of this connects to Lik.

If you hear from Kim, tell her
to hit me so I know she's okay.

Alright.

[sighs]

- TJ, we had an appointment.
- I know.

- Did she take any of her things?
- No, sir.

Her gear's still here.
Nobody's seen or heard anything.

Good looking, Eddie.

Look, T, I know we were supposed to go

look at that place in Jack London.

But as you can see,
something just came up.

What do I tell the real estate agent?

[phone ringing]

- Yeah?
- You got something for me?

[knocking at door]

Kim's missing again.

[sighs] You check all the usual spots?

My boy knows her
sister out on the Ridge.

He got her to call me. She
ain't seen Kim in months.

What's good, Chee?

Kim's the homeless runner
you served with, right?

Yeah, she was staying at
the CQ up until two days ago.

But something must have happened.

Because one of my workers
said he saw her jet

without taking any of her stuff.

Well, have you filed a missing persons?

No, Kim's not elderly or a minor.

So her file would just end
up on some rookie cop's desk.

She probably went back to
that dude in Aquan Projects.

No, too many eyes.

If Kim was freaked
out, she'd go someplace

where she wouldn't be found.

Someplace people would stay away from.

We both worked the case,
so we have to testify.

Uh, just call me, Rebel.

Detective Mclntyre?

Traylynn Jones.

I'm your new partner.

Just Mack.

Congratulations on your first day back.

Thank you.

- How long have you worked here?
- A few years now.

Nice solid group?

What's the captain like?
What's the lieutenant like?

What do you mean Charles Gold?

I'm sure he's the same as
when you last worked with him.

You did your homework.

I like that.

And I'm sure there's a lot
you wanna know about me.

But right now, the only
thing I'm concerned with

is showing the brass
that I'm a good detective.

So let's just focus on the work.

[phone ringing]

So the wit we're meeting with
can help close a murder case.

Can't get him to talk.

The case has been open for months.

You lead, I'll follow.

This place is hella bootsy.

You sure your girl Kim's down here?

Like I said, she was trained in camo.

And right now, Kim is a
little short on friends.

Iraq messed her up deep.

She was staying at the CQ,

going to the VA the last few months.

Counseling seemed to be working.

Why'd you call your place the CQ?

Charge of Quarters.

Support job guarding the barracks.

First gig you get when
you work for Uncle Sam.

Gotta keep your eyes open.

Ain't that right, Reb?

[sighs] Yeah.

Don't remind me.

I hated working curfew on weekends.

[sighs]

Seeing combat affects
everybody differently.

Some people come back
relatively the same.

Others not so much.

Neither party prevails in this matter.

I order the album be
auctioned off at Ameba Records,

profits split 50/50,
minus 10% commission.

Final judge.

Now get you asses out of here.

Judge Pete.

Rebel... long time no see.

My condolences at the
loss of your family.

Now if you need some representation,

I can tap my connections.

I'm good, Judge Pete.

Actually looking for a friend.

Have you seen her?

Hmm.

Try Tent City.

New arrivals there.

Hey, son!

Kinda smart for a guy who
lives in a cardboard box.

He used to be a real judge
before the drugs got to him.

Hey, thanks for tagging along, alright?

It's kinda hard for me
to be alone with TJ now

after he put me in that trick bag.

I'm done.

WOMAN: [indistinct mumbling]

Kim?

- Hey, don't worry.
- We got this.

It's all good.

Kim, is that you?

It's me. Rebel.

[siren wails]

You guys got everything you need, right?

Yeah, thanks.

Tell your mom I said thanks again.

I already did.

She's too busy to even talk to me.

How are you feeling, Kim?

Tell me what's up.

What do you mean somebody's
trying to kill you?

Um...

Chee, take a walk with me.

[indistinct chatter]

Ma, I have a job.

And they're paying customers.

Her name is Yolanda.

We met at the soup kitchen
where I volunteer sometimes.

And she said like she would
help me get more VA benefits

just for a little small commission.

You know, it sounded legit.

Plus, I had lost my
job, and I was broke.

Identity scam?

I don't know, but, I went
to talk to Sheri and Nadine,

and they had signed
up with Yolanda, too.

And now the... they disappeared.

Here you go, Cheena, I got this.

So you and Rebel back together?

Right now?

It is what it is.

Well, I don't want our
girl getting hurt again.

For the record, I ain't
the one that quit trying.

No, you're the one who left.

Two sides to every story, Chee.

Yeah, I'm on Rebel's, just so you know.

As well as you should be.

That's your girl.

But she's my wife.

- And so stay in your lane...
- [machine beeps]

...until the two of us
can figure things out.

Yeah, well, your
broke-ass card didn't work.

Uh, you got another one?

Let me see that.

Uh, my bad.

I forgot I canceled this one.

Mm. Mm.

Let me pay in cash?

I don't know. Nobody has
really seen 'em in weeks.

I just...

The rumor is that they're dead.

And I think Yolanda killed them.

And if she finds me, I'm next.

Okay, let's not overreact.

Oh no, we never got our benefits, okay?

Look... I wasn't sure, but
they thought it was a scam.

So they went to the soup
kitchen to confront Yolanda.

Yolanda pulled out a gun on
them and said that if they went

to the cops or anybody
that she would kill them.

[baby crying]

KIM: Tell them to shut the baby up.

[crying continues]

- It's getting crowded.
- Let's get out of here.

- Tell 'em to shut the baby up.
- Alright, okay...

Shut the baby up.

- I'm here.
- Shut the baby up!

Tell the lady to shut the baby up.

- Okay, listen...
- Shut the baby up!

You need to shut the baby up!

Shut the baby up!

Shut the baby up!

[baby crying]

I'm working here, man.

If I don't get these dishes
out, I don't get paid.

Oh, Joseph, work with me, buddy.

Your boy's pushing up daisies.

The guys who deep-sixed him are
getting high in some strip club.

You were there.

You know who killed him.

I don't know nothing about that.

Look, you don't talk, this
entire case falls apart.

We've been here 15 minutes,

and you haven't asked us to leave.

So obviously you wanna say something.

We just haven't hit you right.

So here's a question.

Who's the girl?

Is she your girlfriend?

Are you worried that if you talk,

the guys who did your
boy might do her next?

Look, we can protect her.

Okay.

Protect her.

Maybe I'll help you.

Yeah, way to go, Wonder Woman.

What you'd do? Read his case file?

I read every open file in the station.

I hate walking into
situations unprepared.

Hey, you wanna hang back, grab a beer?

No, I'm already late for my next job.

You don't strike me as a moonlighter.

Oh, I'm all that and everything else

when it comes to my grandson.

And, uh, for the record, I don't drink.

Alright. So, uh, what do
you do to blow off steam?

Knit sweaters for Omari.

Your grandson?

The only man that's in my life.

Look, I'm just saying, Kim a
little shaky with the truth.

She ever tell you why

she got a general
discharge from the Army?

No, but that doesn't make her a liar.

I mean, why would she make this up?

I don't know, but something
definitely went down.

I'm just not sure what.

And I keep wondering why you
ain't been on her about it.

Kim's in trouble, TJ.

Questioning her about
it ain't gonna help.

Yeah, but you're giving her a rope

that you don't typically
extend to others.

Alright, alright, alright.
Hold up, cool, cool.

Look, okay, it's your show.

You're the P.I.

I'm gonna let you run point.

What?

Sergeant Jenkins is gonna run
behind one of his privates?

Don't do that to me. I'm
giving it a try, okay?

Ball's in your court, sugar bloomers.

Welcome to Shepard Soup Kitchen.

I'm looking for a Yolanda Hale.

Sorry, nobody here with that name.

Well, that was the name we
were given by Kim Wilkinson.

They both volunteer here.

Well, Kim was a volunteer.

Uh, clients claim she was rude.

And they caught her stealing
some cellphones and wallets.

The charity didn't press charges,

but they did let her go.

KIM: It was just stuff
from the lost and found.

So that made it okay to take?

Look, it's not like I
ever robbed somebody, okay?

I believe you, Kim.

Alright, now we just need to
figure out how to find Yolanda.

If she's not at the soup kitchen,

I don't know where she's at.

She never gave me a phone number.

All I know is that she lives
somewhere near Lake Merritt.

So you're telling me you don't
know anything about this woman?

But still trusted her with
all your personal information?

I know it's stupid, okay?

I wasn't thinking straight.

Nobody blames you, Kim.

The important thing is we
found you, and you're okay.

Yeah, but next time, don't run off.

Talk to me.

Or go to Rebel if you
don't want me to know.

Look, I wasn't sure with
the... you guys split up.

Look, me and TJ will always be a unit,

even if we're not together.

Alright, you don't have to
choose between the two of us.

Trippin', Kim.

You know we go way back.

TJ: Damn sand jammed up my gun.

Couldn't even dry fire it.

You must be new to Fort Bragg.

Yeah. Transferred in a week ago.

Still get lost every time I leave base.

You should meet my home girl Rebel.

She can show you around.

Wait a minute.

You got a girlfriend named Rebel?

Not fem enough for you?

Uh, nah, just... different.

Fool I was, I went and married her.

Shut up. [laughs]

You're family, Kim.

Don't ever forget that.

[phone ringing]

Hey, Jim, what you got for me?

Alright, Kim, we're here.

[woman screams]

- Don't move!
- [gunshots]

[indistinct chatter]

Reb! Reb!

What the hell are you doing here?

I'm sorry about your brother.

It was an accident.

Wrong place at the wrong time, I guess.

I.A. may have cleared you,

but you ain't been cleared by me.

Yeah, I'm gonna wipe that smirk
off your murdering ass face!

- What the hell's going on here?
- [TJ]: He ain't worth it.

Let it go.

Officer Bryant, relieve
your partner, please.

And you, get your civilian
ass of this crime scene

and take this guy with you.

First of all, you need to
watch how you talk to people.

Sir, please don't
make me tell you twice.

It's public damn property.

Thanks for calling.

What's the prelim?

Female African American,
30s, GSW to the head.

Decomposition's a least a week.

Fingerprints are burned, teeth out.

Somebody wanted to be
sure she was anonymous.

You think you could
get a photo of the vic?

[sighs]

Please just cut me some slack.

You're talking to
Master Sergeant Jenkins.

Sir, if you don't like it,

you can write your
congressman a letter, okay?

Thanks for backing me up.

Always good tag-teaming with you, boo.

- You ready?
- Yeah.

It's her. It's Sheri.

Yolanda killed her, and
she's coming after me next.

What the hell are you doing out here?

I am not in the mood, Mac. Not today.

Especially not today.

Look, I'm not trying to
fight either, alright?

But you can't run up
on a police officer.

The police officer that
murdered my brother.

Unless you're here to tell
me why you shot at my brother,

you need to get the hell out.

[sighs]

I've been hanging onto this for a while.

But with the way things
have been between us...

I wasn't sure if you'd accept it.

But you need to see it.

Especially today.

Malik's birthday.

This doesn't change anything.

You're still on one side
of this investigation,

and I'm on the other.

Rebel, I'm not your enemy.

Alright, I want to help.

Oh, you wanna help?

Why don't you ask Jimmy why he
was at April Sommerdale's house

last night when she got murdered?

And tell him not to lie.

Because a certain black
bitch saw him go in.

Can I ask you a super
important question?

Why didn't you tell me that
you and TJ have been hooking up?

Honestly, I thought you would judge me.

We're besties.

I'm supposed to judge you.

Especially when you do
stupid stuff like this.

Cheena, TJ is still my husband.

So let me ask.

If he dumped Tasha right
now, you'd get back with him?

Look, I'm not sure.

All I know is that right now, me and TJ

are having a good time working together.

There seems to be something
different about him.

Cow, give me a break.

I mean, I put on a dress
whenever I wanna impress, too.

And he did snap on me

right before his credit
card got declined.

People change, Chee.

[scoffs] Mm.

Where's Kim at anyway?

She's in the shower.

I was able to get a
little more information

about this scam that Yolanda's running.

So, apparently, she's
targeting disabled vets

and telling them she knows
how to work the system

'cause she's a former VA worker.

What I can't understand

is how she got her victims to trust her.

Oh, I found a Sheri Cerci in Allendale.

I'm checking her service records.

You find out anything more
on April's sketchy suicide?

Ran into Mack.

How was that?

Said he's gonna try to find out why

his brother was at April's.

I mean, hopefully, be able to
give me some information today,

and I can crack this
thing on Malik's birthday.

[sighs]

MAN RAPPING: Ready to be amazed.

I'm trying to get away to
escape from the pandemonium.

World's caving in as I'm
stricken with claustrophobia,

believing I'm a king when they into me.

That's erroneous.

Big dreams, visions of
myself being notorious.

Feel a rush of adrenaline
when I'm gracing the podium.

Overcome with gratitude
because of endless euphoria.

Wear my heart upon my sleeve,
do my best to keep it real.

Call it like I see it, I'm
gonna tell the people how I feel.

MACK RAPPING: This here be emcee
Malik's partner in rhyme.

All state got scissor got
no time for your crime.

[laughs] Oh my God, Mack.

...coming to you faster
than a dang heart attack.

I protect the young and
I... protect everybody.

I hate crime. You guys suck...

Alright, man, I got it.

I'm... I'm gonna bring it home, alright?

My name is Mack, I ain't whack.

Don't get me flat, get off my back.

You talk that smack, we'll get capped.

And that's a fact, out back.

MACK: Oh my goodness.

- What's up?
- Who's your daddy, child?

MACK: Hey!

MACK AND MALIK: [laughing]

[phone ringing]

[sighs]

[ringing continues]

Hey, I thought you were at work.

I am, but I snuck in a search.

You're not gonna believe what I found.

Yolanda?

No. but I got bank
records for Sheri Cerci.

Her account's still open,
and someone make a withdraw

at her bank's ATM four days ago.

That's crazy.

The M.E. said that she's
been dead for a week.

Uh, yes, well, we
require loan applicants

to make an appointment.

But if you wait, I can
answer your loan questions.

Oh, thanks, Jerry.

My wife and I appreciate you
squeezing us into your schedule.

It's not a problem.

[sighs] Twenty bucks
says I beat you this time.

Cheat and skeet's below my paygrade.

Um, it's not below mine.

I'm a P.I. in the hood now.

And you know I always win.

Mm-hmm.

Dude in the corner, Joe 100's definitely

banging baby girl behind him.

[laughs] Get real.

He is not doing her. He's gay.

Sister in the red with
the locks, packing,

plain clothes security.

Cheater. You always find the guards.

Mm, bingo.

I just found our way in.

Miss Press and Go in the tight suit.

She and her married boss are
definitely on the low-low.

[indistinct chatter]

That's good.

You ever think about us?

I mean...

for all the wrong stuff in our marriage,

there was actually a lot that was right.

Uh, we were good with a common enemy.

But once we got stateside...

we stopped fighting for one another.

[camera shutter clicking]

Uh, got ya!

[laughing]

Ah! Got you, too, boo.

Hand over my cash.

Give it to me. [laughs]

Not cute at all, Reb.

I'm real cute.

[indistinct chatter]

Where the hell does
she get off accusing me?

I was banging April,
but I didn't kill her.

I'm just still stuck that
you're having an affair.

Don't act like Miss Black America

wasn't married when
you were banging her.

No! Rebel had been
separated from her husband

for months when we hooked up.

Big difference.

Separated. That's great.

Look, I hooked up with
April a couple of times.

And was no big deal.

But then I.A. had to call
my house to verify what time

I got home, all because
your nosy-ass jungle bunny

couldn't stay out of my business.

This isn't all Rebel's fault.

Alright, you know better than to
piss in the well you drink from.

Yeah, well, the battle
line's been drawn.

And Rebel's on one side,
and I'm on the other.

And you need to figure
out where you stand.

Hi. I'm Carmen,

your bank service specialist.

Which one of our products would you

be interested in today? Miss...

Oh, my name's not important.

But yours is, Miss Williams.

Married to Troy six years, two kids.

Don't reach for that alarm button

under your desk, Carmen.

I'm not here for money.

I'm here for information.

I'm not giving you anything.

Fine.

I guess you won't mind
me showing your husband

and your coworkers this.

Don't trip, girl. We all do dirt.

I just catch yours on camera.

What do you want?

Just to see some surveillance footage.

I don't have access to that.

Oh, freeze that.

You stole from a dead woman.

Why should we believe anything you say?

Look, I didn't know Sheri was dead.

After Yolanda threatened to kill them,

I told her I was done, I wanted out.

She told me that they were liars,

I believed her until the
both of 'em just disappeared.

Whose idea was it to use homeless vets?

Don't try to game us, Kim.

She used you for the marks, right?

Look, I found her the vets.

Homeless, but they got a check
because the war messed them up.

TJ, I didn't know she'd kill 'em, okay?

It don't matter!

You're a vet who stole from other vets.

It was just supposed to be money, okay?

I... I got the targets,
talked 'em into trusting her.

She'd open the bank accounts.

You hit the ATM when the checks came in?

Yes, but that's it. I swear.

I got a cut, but I never killed anybody.

Look, I don't need this right now.

I just got subpoenaed to
testify in a case I closed.

Look. All I'm saying is,

someone needs to pay for Sheri's death.

Sir?

Tasha's on the line for you.

Take a message.

- Look, Reb, I'm...
- Hmm-mm,

you don't need to explain.

There is no way I am turning Kim in.

I do not understand you all connection.

And, I mean, I don't get how
you can get upset at the cops,

but take another cop in Lik's murder,

and you sitting here
doing the same damn thing.

That is completely
different, and you know it.

Look.

Give me some time to
figure this all out.

Yolanda set up a bank account
for Nadine at the same bank

where Sheri's was at.

Someone took money out of that account

the same time they
withdrew from Sheri's.

That bank offers special accounts

for active military duty and vets.

Which set up a cash
cow for Yolanda's scam.

Well, I had ATM cards for five accounts.

Two of them were from Sheri and Nadine.

And before I got scared and ran,

I was supposed to get a
card for another account.

You would think after somebody
opened up so many accounts,

somebody would be like, "Hold up."

Unless they had an inside man.

We find the shady teller
that set up those accounts,

and we use that person to
help us nab Yolanda's ass.

Can I play undercover agent this time?

Please?

Alright, fine, I was just
trying to be a team player.

Look, we have something that Yolanda

doesn't want the cops to have.

Somebody she would kill to shut up.

Not you again.

You said all you needed was information.

And all I need is a name.

Give it to me,

and I'll destroy those
pictures of you and your boss.

Why should I help you?

You just wanna blackmail
one of coworkers.

I'm a private investigator
working on a murder case

tied to somebody in this bank.

You don't want to protect someone

who's helping a murderer, do you?

Ok, fine.

But you have to destroy these
damn pictures in front of me.

Sorry, I'm booked for the day, but

you can make an appointment
and come back tomorrow.

Drop the uppity Negro act, Jerry.

I know all about you and Yolanda.

Who's that?

The woman you've been
running the vet scam with.

Opening up bogus accounts
and stealing their money.

Don't play dumb, or I will go
in there and tell your boss.

Okay.

Okay, but she made me do it.

It was blackmail.

I wanna cut a deal.

I ain't the po-po.

Only deal I'm making is if
you give me her full name,

and you get her here.

Then maybe, just maybe,

I'll tell the cops that you helped me.

I can't do that.

We're not friends.

She comes and goes as she pleases.

You ready to pick out
your prison name, Jerry?

Mm, I'm not sure she'll come.

She seemed suspicious.

I've never called before.

Alright, just tell her it's
a paperwork thing, okay?

In and out.

Take her to the back,
I'll handle the rest.

[clears throat]

That's Yolanda?

Wait, I know her.

That's the woman from the soup kitchen.

- Rebel!
- That's Yolanda!

[brakes squeal]

[indistinct yelling]

Give it up.

You can't get away.
Kim told us everything.

Come on, you can't
believe her. She's trash.

That's why she washed out of the Army!

Bitch, I hope they put you under.

Don't make this worse
than it already is, Helen.

Yeah, I know your real
name is not Yolanda.

It's Helen Rudco.

And you were dishonorably discharged

from the Air Force.

I served my country for almost 20 years.

And they threw me out like garbage.

I couldn't even get benefits!

They owed me!

So I made them pay!

A piece of paper can't
take away your honor.

You did that by killing other vets.

KIM: You're not getting out of this.

Question is, do you wanna get out alive?

Alive or dead?

You choose.

But you need to start deciding fast.

[sobbing]

TJ'll get you back up on your feet.

Just promise you'll let us help, okay?

You're family.

Yeah, and I promise I'm gonna
go into some counseling, too.

Alright.

Blow up my phone.

Text me if you get a job...

or a booty call.

[laughs]

Rebel?

Um... how'd you do it?

How do you just leave that place behind?

You know, I still see it,
and I hear it in my head.

Did you forget?

Or... you just bury it all?

[baby crying]

Kim, shut that baby up.

They're coming.

[crying continues]

[indistinct yelling]

Ssssh, ssssh, sssh.

[banging on door]

[baby crying]

[indistinct yelling]

[gunshots]

[sighs]

[speaking foreign language]

[screaming]

What happened?

[indistinct yelling]

REBEL: Oh no.

[indistinct screaming]

I didn't forget, Kim.

I gave the order.

And here's another one.

Stand down.

We both have to deal with
the death of that baby.

You do not need to carry
all that grief by yourself.

Can you do that?

Mm-hmm.

[sighs]

You know, I was a little shaky
about this vet's housing thing.

Mm-hmm.

You know, you could
barely balance a checkbook

when we were together.

Oh, you're trying to snap?

Hey, I'm just calling it what it is.

But I was wrong.

You're doing your thing.

And you're good at it.

Well, thank you, babe. Likewise.

Mm-hmm.

Proud of you, boo.

Oh, you're proud of me?

[indistinct mumbling]

Proud of me, baby. Mm-mm.

Hmm-mm.

Years of unfinished business
to handle first, brah.

[chuckles]

Mm, mm, mm.

Sexy has left the building.

Mm.

REBEL: Well, I'm here.

Ready to testify like
a good little detective.

Mack, this is the last favor
I'm doing for this department.

So did you watch it?

You never could rap.

Oh come on, definitely had
the rhythm going on at the end.

Alright.

Malik said I was so bad, I
put the white in white boy.

You know you wanna laugh.

Shut up, Mack.

BOTH: [laughing]

Jimmy didn't have anything
to do with April's death.

He was at home with Kathy and the kids.

Why was he there in the first place?

He and April had been having an affair.

Of course you're gonna say that.

Rebel, I'm not gonna
lie to you about that.

Look.

There's something else that...

I should have told you.

Ever since we took that
tweeker down at Sabrawny Park...

Remember the one?

Ever since he stabbed me,
I've been getting these...

These flashes out of
the middle of nowhere.

You know, I can't hear.

I can't think.

Panic attacks?

Yeah, I... I didn't see a head doc,

because I didn't want to screw
my changes at a promotion.

But that must have been
what happened that night.

Because I remember flashes, right?

Like... Malik one minute.

You the next.

And then, I don't know how, but somehow,

I'm watching myself,
you know, shoot at Malik.

Look, I... I understand if
you can't forgive me because...

it's tough to forgive myself.

But that's what happened.

Then why did you lie to I.A.
and say Malik was armed?

I didn't.

No, that was April and
her partner, Vaughn Bryant.

I supported you.

Alright, I told I.A. that
I saw Malik drop the gun.

[siren wailing]

[knocking at door]

Hey, babe.

You've been busy.

I went by the CQ to surprise you.

Yeah.

Yeah, I was helping a
friend with something.

Then I had to stop by the bank,
and it was just a whole... yeah.

Remember those condos by Lake Merritt?

There's a vacancy.

The real estate agent's
gonna give us a tour tomorrow.

What's wrong? This place is perfect.

[sighs]

I don't think we
should move in together.

What... what?

We've been talking
about this for months.

Yeah, I know.

But it'd be more messed up if
I did this with second thoughts.

I'm not sure I'm ready
to file for divorce.

What?

- Okay, now let me explain.
- Just...

I never should have got
with you in the first place.

You're right.

You deserve a man who's
gonna give you 100%.

And if I can...

You're still sleeping
with her, aren't you?

[sobbing]

REBEL: Pockets hold
more than hands and keys.

They hold change and secrets.

And secrets that change moments forever.

Shallow pockets hold
love with maps to roads

on the forgotten reasons
we give morning kisses.

And the promises we make
to one another to live

on that road called forever.

They hold secrets of girlfriends
with their backs against walls

in foreign lands but
familiar corners of survival.

Insides stitched sweet
like bee colony faith.

We in this together.

Word is bond.

Pockets hold ready-lit matchboxes.

Because there is no fire next time.

We should be on fire right now.

[audience applause]

[applause]

TJ, what are you doing here?

I've never seen you perform.

That was...

You're amazing.

You're not gonna hit me

with no hippie-dippy
Maya Angelou comments?

I broke up with Tasha.

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