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- Let's start over.

You said when you
woke up this morning,

your wife was gone?

- Correct.

- And the blood is from
her cutting herself

on some glass?

- That's correct, as well.

- So, if you didn't kill
your wife, Mr. Turner,

who did?

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* Nigga better know
your role, role

* Only talk about
what you know

* 'Cause nigga's
finna get exposed

* Oh, and I put
that on my soul

* Hey, did that shit for keeps

* We aint had no one to blame

* I'm in there be like eh

* Aye, I'm in a fucking gang

* This rap shit like a freak

* Way, get out of
my fucking lane

* I might have to
diss the geek

* Jay, this is aint
what we planned

* Now I'm saying
from the east side

* I came up about
the east, man

* Now be the hood,
watch it to me

* Be the streets

* Bitch I'm too elite

* I never see defeat

* This my $10,000, laying
verses on the beat

(keys tapping)

(door knocks)

- Hey.

How'd your meeting go?

- So I think it went well.

The new client's name is E-Ice,

and he wants us
to help him build

his brand to
increase his revenue.

- Oh, okay.

Let me see.

Thank you.

- And I can get
started on that pitch

as soon as we come back
from your birthday.

- You know, well, why
don't you let Lisa

take this one?

I just don't think
you're quite ready yet.

- Naomi, listen.

I know I've only
been here a year,

but I've learned so much
from you in that time.

I...

I really think I can do this.

Please.

- Listen.

I already told you,

I don't need anyone thinking

I'm doing you any
favors just because

you're my sister.

All right?

You're gonna have
to work your way up

through this company, okay?

- All right.

You're the boss.

- All right.

But anyway, listen, we are about

to have so much
fun this weekend.

- Girl.

I have everything ready
for your dirty thirty.

Nay, oh my God.

The hotel is beautiful.

You're gonna love it.

Then, everybody can meet
us at the club afterward.

- Well, actually,
a friend of mine,

he's letting us use his Airbnb,

and I kind of want everybody
to come there instead.

And actually we can
have a party there.

- Okay, I guess?

I mean, it's your birthday.

So, have you told everyone?

- [Naomi] Yeah, the
update has been sent.

- All right, cool.

So, I'm about to head home.

- All right.

- [London] And finish packing.

And what time did you
say you come to get us?

- Us?

- Yeah, I told you I
was bringing Mason.

- Girl, now you know
Simone is gonna trip,

especially since Justin
is already coming.

- Girl, Simone will be fine.

I'm sure she'll find
someone at the party

to keep her occupied anyway.

- [Naomi] Ooh, do
not do my girl.

- I'm just saying.

So, what time?

- 9:00 AM sharp, London.

All right.

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* Ooh

* Hey, don't talk to me crazy

* I rock the beat like
I'm rocking a baby

* I got that drip with
the sauce and the gravy

* Don't wanna talk, we
talking, you pay me

* Hoes wanna fuck, they
be calling me daily

* Black hoes, white hoes

* Shandra's and Hailey's

* I'm out here exquisite

* My arm is amazing

* Shit by my main bitch

* Charm and a bracelet

* Lyrics is different,
the bars is abrasive

* Hop in the whip and
the cars I be racing

* Watch out be casing,
I'm dodging them daily

* They all wanna date
me, I'm highly evasive

* I mean you gotta face it

* I'm probably the GOAT

* Secret location,
its probably remote

* Niggas can't find me

* You looking for me

* That's as hard as when
you try to find the remote

* A bitch ask me something

* My life or my bro's

* I used to work

* Now I'm fine for my clothes

* Now I'm a mayor,
designing my clothes

* You see that shit shining

* On the side of my robes

* When it go, me and my clique

* With that beef and that shit

* Man, you getting
all kind of exposed

* Custom made kicks to
the slide of my toes

* You gotta fly out
to China for those

* Oh

* I mean I'm for real

* Like, you really
gotta go out to China

* Actually get the niggas
who make the kicks

* To make the kicks

* You know what I mean?

* And it aint cheap, nigga

(car passes by)

- Damn, Naomi, this is nice.

- I know, you like it?

- Girl...

Yeah, we about to
have so much fun.

- Yeah, damn.

This is dope right here.

How much this cost y'all?

- Damn, nigga, are
you paying for it?

- I'm just asking!

Maybe I wanna bring
my baby here one day.

- Boy, please with
your cheap ass.

- Exactly.

- Hey, yeah, let's
get bags, man.

(girls chatter indistinctly)

(girls giggle)

(intense music)

- Hi, everyone.

- [Group] Hi.

- Welcome to South Lakes.

I'm Officer Greg.

I'm one of the community
patrol officers here.

- Don't I know you?

- I don't think so.

- You look real familiar.

- Well, I probably just got

one of those familiar
faces, you know?

(indistinct dispatch chatter)

I'm sorry, y'all.

I gotta make my rounds.

But, hope you enjoy yourselves,

and if there's
anything that you need,

please take my card.

- Thank you officer.
- Yes ma'am.

And happy birthday, ma'am.

- [Naomi] Thank you.

(engine starts)

- You gonna get
the stuff or what?

Let's grab our own bags.

(door creaks and knocks)

- Knock, knock.

The birthday girl is here.

- Damn girl, this is nice.

- Mm-hmm.

Where my best friend at?

Simone?

Girl, where you at?

- Naomi!

(Naomi screams)

I missed you so much.

- Girl, I'm so glad you made it.

You look good, girl.

- You, too.

You know I'm not gonna miss

my best friend's 30th birthday.

You know that, right?

- [Naomi] I know, girl.

- [Simone] You know
we about to turn up.

- [Naomi] Yes.

- [Simone] Red light
special, sam fam style.

Damn, aw shit,
y'all finna turn up.

- [Naomi] You know it's okay.

(girls chatter)

- [Simone] Nice to see you.

- You, too!

- I told you, it's
nicer than outside.

- Oh, hey Simone.

- Who is this?

- What's up?

- Uh, that is my boyfriend.

- Oh, nah-uh, I know this
ain't no couples type shit

because I am not about to be

a fifth wheel this weekend.

- It was not like
that on purpose.

(Simone sighs)

- If I would've known,

I could have brought
a little date.

- Hey, let's go get
the rest of stuff.

- Yeah.

- Come on, don't be like that.

- I'm not being
like nothing, Naomi.

- Okay, look, I promise you,

we will not be on no
couple shit, okay?

We are gonna have
so much fun, okay?

For me, please?

- Okay, fine.

But, let's take a shot first.

- Okay, deal.

- Agreed.

- Glasses.

- Okay, there's a little
something, something

going on here.

- I'm the birthday girl,

you're supposed to do me first.

- Yeah, I know, but here you go.

You know she gets
turned up anyway, child.

Okay?

- Not like us though, right?

- Okay.

- I can hang, okay?

- Here we go.

Cheers to me.

Come on, baby.

- So that's what
I'm talking about.

- Yes.

- Oh, damn.

- Child, what is that?

- That's that good stuff.

- Little something,
something, okay?

- All right, well lets
get this party started.

- Okay.

(women cheer)

(girls giggle)

- So, babe, what do you think?

It's beautiful, right?

- Yeah.

Yeah, I like this.

- Mm-hmm.

- Oh, yeah.

- Here you go, babe.

- Thank you.

- Cheers to me.

(lips kiss)

Go on.

- I love this pool.

- I know, I cannot
wait to get in.

- Baby.

- Hmm?

- How much did this cost you?

- Look, don't start that.

Okay?

I mean, just like
you told Mason,

you're not paying for it.

So why are you even
asking me that?

Damn.

- Listen, just because you
make more money than me,

doesn't mean I
don't have any say

in our finances.

- No, no, no, no.

That's exactly what that means.

I mean, hell, you got
hurt and couldn't play.

And I was left to
pick up the slack.

I mean, I do pay for everything.

- Wow.

Wow, you really just gonna throw

my injury in my face.

- Listen, baby.

I'm only speaking
the facts, okay?

I mean, hell, your
little coaching job

barely covers half the
mortgage on our house.

- Coaching?

- [Naomi] Yeah.

- You know, if it wasn't for me

putting your ass
through school--

- Shh!

- If it wasn't for me
for putting your ass

through school when
I was playing ball,

you wouldn't have this--

- You know what?

Whatever.

You are not about

to ruin my birthday
weekend, okay?

It's not happening.

I'm going to go
check on the girls.

- Yeah, you do that.

- [Naomi] Yeah, you
get on my nerves

with your sorry ass.

(door slams)

(somber music)

- Oh...

(chuckles)

Babe.

- Mm?

- You amazing.

- Oh, I know.

Just make sure you
don't forget it either.

- I won't forget it.

I aint gonna forget that.

- You better not.

- Oh, hell no.

Hey, where you going?

- I'm going to find the girls.

You know this weekend
is about my sister.

Plus, we agreed to do

no couple shit for
Simone, remember?

- [Mason] Well, maybe
she should have brought

her own man with her.

- Look, I agree, but
don't be selfish.

- Pfft, selfish.

Hey, have you talked to her yet?

- I tried, but...

she still gave
the pitch to Lisa.

- Hey, you know
you're a real asset

to that company, too.

Your sister really
need to see that.

- I agree, but...

I don't know.

For some reason she
doesn't think I'm ready,

which, I mean, I
guess I understand.

She gave me a job
with no experience.

But best believe I'm
gonna earn my keep.

So...

- You know, I
believe in you, babe.

- Mm-hmm, thank you, baby.

(people giggle)

- So what, no round two?

Yeah.

- Maybe later.

So get your energy up,

so you can last
longer next time.

- Really?

- Okay, all right.

I got you, I got you.

(Mason chuckles)

I know, bro.

She got that crip, though.

Oh...

* Let me deep
inside those walls

- I didn't know other people
in this house (indistinct).

(women groaning)

Don't do that,
don't even do that.

- Okay.

- I know y'all

weren't here and gossip
something about me.

= Well, hell, we hear you didn't

waste no time breaking in
that bed in there either.

Look nasty.

- I mean, y'all be
doing the same thing.

- I hate being a single
one in the group.

- Wait, what happened to
the guy at your law firm?

- That ended months ago, okay.

He wasn't ready to settle
down and have a family.

Y'all know I'm ready to
get married and have a kid.

My clock is ticking.

- Girl, listen, marriage is not

all it's cracked up to be okay.

- What, you two,

y'all seem so happy, especially
all over social media.

I mean, y'all are
like the power couple

and it's been a way
since high school.

- Girl, social media
can be very deceiving.

Don't let that fool you.

What?

(girls cooing)

- Hey boo.

- Hey Mason.

- [Mason] What's up?

- Girl.

- Cut it out, y'all
get on my nerves.

- Girl, don't fight
with him today.

- No but, for real, y'all,

I mean, honestly,

things just haven't been the
same since he stopped playing.

- Naomi.

No, that is not that man's
fault that he got hurt.

- I'm just saying.

I just imagined

my life would be much different.

(water splashing)

- Okay, Mr. Enjoying the Airbnb.

Okay.

- Well listen, enough
of this here soapbox

because it's your 30th
and we turning up, right?

Okay, right here.

- All right.

- Yes ma'am, yep.

So what I'm gonna need you to
do is go put your swimsuit on

and you're gonna
be the pool side.

All right?

Because the bartender,

yours truly, will be
serving up some margaritas.

All right?

Let's go Simone.

- Yeah let's go see
Mason in them shorts.

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(grill sizzling)

(* Big Dawg by E-Ice)

* I walk in the party,
I'm so on my level.

* I sweated, I
smell like a hoe.

* If you make a move-

- Where my baby at?

- Right here, babe,
drinks anyone?

- Right here, girl.

Birthday girl first.

- Not your birthday
for a few more hours.

- Girl.

- Nay, I'm just kidding.

Here you go birthday, girl.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

- Appreciate that, London.

- Thank you.

Girl, strong.

- Thank you baby.

Thank you.

Now girl, get your sexy
ass in this water, girl.

- [Justin] Burgers ready, y'all.

- Good I'm starving.

- I'm sure you worked up the

appetite from what
we heard earlier.

(London laughs)

Uhuh, you get my-

- Get a room!

- Babe come on.

Get in and dance with me.

- Babe not right now,

I'll dance with
you later tonight.

What time the people
supposed to show up?

I told everybody to
come around nine.

- Now y'all know that's
not enough time for her

because it's gonna take her
the whole day to get ready.

- Yeah, you need all
that time to get ready?

- I like to take my time
to look this good baby.

(people laughing)

(indistinct cross chatter)

(hip hop music continues)

* I do the on the daily as
fuck you didn't pay me

* You know it's money on
the schedule, big dog

* Yeah, I got 'em pissed off

* Bitch I be doing the dash
I hope I don't class.

* I'm super focused on the bag

* Shawty got face with as ass

* You know that she bad, I
beat the pussy up smash.

* Hey, big dog, big dog

* Y'all got her pissed off

(* New Flow by E-Ice)

(indistinct party chatter)

- Look at us man,
I just wanna do

something special
for my lady, man.

- Thank you.

- So yeah, that's pretty much

what we got plans right now.

So yeah.

So I, hey, I see y'all went

with Best Party services.

- Oh, yeah, man.

Hey, I appreciate the Connect.

- Oh yeah, for sure bro it
ain't no thing I got you.

So how your football team
looking this year, man?

How y'all doing?

- Bro.

(man laughs)

Yeah, it is like
that bro we good.

- Yeah?

That's what's up.

- Matter of fact,

I think we got a shot at
going all the way this year.

- Really?

Well, I'm gonna have to
check y'all out then, man.

I'll come catch up.

- For sure.

I'll check y'all
out there for sure.

- Thank you.

I see you and London
looking fairly new, huh?

- Yeah.

- How, yeah, yeah, how it going?

- It's good, man, yeah.

It's going all
right, I like her.

I do, yeah, I like her.

- Okay.

- I'm hoping I can
go the distance

like you and Naomi though.

How long y'all
been married, man?

- Five years, bro.

- Ooh, five years.

- Five years.

- Well, you know, they
say the first five years

is the toughest,

so you make it past
that, you good, right?

- Yeah, man, I mean, yeah,
first five years and then

before that it's all good.

Then I got hurt.

- Oh, that's right.

In football, right?

- Yep.

- Damn, yeah London, she was
telling me about that man damn.

- No, it was a good life though.

- So what, you saying
it's not good now?

- Oh no, man, I mean, it's cool.

You know she making
more money than me.

So she keep pulling
that shit over my head.

- Man fuck that
bro, money or not

you still the man of the house.

- You're damn right, bro.

You damn right.

- Shit, man that crazy, man.

Nigga I'd be god
damned if I let London

throw that in my face.

Yeah, I seen Naomi like

to be in control over
there at your house.

- You right, man.

You right.

I'm not gonna mess
up her party, man.

I'm gonna let her
have a good time

and everything, but
when we get home,

we definitely having
that conversation.

- Hey, I'll drink to that.

Drink to handle that shit.

- Hell yeah.

(* New Flow by E-Ice)

* I don't waste no money
shopping at Neiman's

* Don't be hating till
you hop on my penis

- Oh damn baby.

Girl, you look
good in this dress.

- Thank you baby.

- Too damn good.

(Simone clears throat)

Oh, Simone, you look good too.

- I know, but thanks.

- [Naomi] Hey!

- Hey best friend!

- What's up girl?

Honey, you look so good.

- Hey, Mason, hey, hey, hey.

Hey baby, you look amazing.

Thank you, you like that?

Ooh, I see a few of the guests
have arrived, that's good.

- Well, before too
many people get here.

I have something that I think
can get the night started.

- What?

- [London] You ready?

- Yeah.

(container shakes)

(Naomi gasps)

Wait a minute, is that
what I I think it is?

- Yes.

So the real question
is, are y'all down?

- Girl, you know we down.

- Didn't I tell you
she would be down?

- Exactly.

- Nah, I don't think
that's a good idea.

- Justin come on, you
gotta live a little.

You only turned 30 once.

- You know what, wait, baby.

I am really, really trying
to have a good time tonight.

Okay, for me, please.

- You know I get tested at work.

Look, y'all go ahead
and do it and have fun.

I just look out for you.

- Fine.

- Don't need to tell me twice.

- [Naomi] Thank you.

That's good.

You sure?

- Well, look, let's take a shot.

- [Naomi] Yes.

- To my best friend, Naomi.

May this be the best birthday

that you would never forget.

(hip hop music continues)

- I love you, I want you
to have a good night.

Enjoy your birthday.

- Okay.

- No couple shit remember?

Come on!

(thoughtful music)

(Justin stirs)

- Babe?

Babe.

(Justin groans)

(glass crunches)

(Justin grimaces)

(phone rings)

Damn.

Hello?

- [Father] Hey, son.

- Oh, hey, Pop.

- [Father] You guys
still sleeping?

- Nah, I just got up
like a few seconds ago.

- [Father] Where's Nay at?

You know, I tried to call her,

but she's not answering.

You know, I just wanted to
tell her happy birthday.

- Oh, nah, she's not in here.

She's probably outside
with everyone else.

I mean, in the living room.

Once I get out there,

I'll tell her to
give you a call.

- [Father] Okay, son.

Y'all be careful
coming back home, okay?

- Okay.

(door opens)

- [Mason] Hey man, damn.

- What's up?

- What time is it?

- Yeah, that watch.

It's, 7:30.

- Oh, it's hella early.

- Yeah, yup.

You seen that, Naomi?

- No why?

- Hey, everyone.

- Hey.

- She not home?

- No, she wasn't in there
when I woke up this morning.

- Morning y'all.

- Hey.

- Morning.

- Oh, shit.

- Simone-

(indistinct groaning)

- Baby where was
you at last night?

- I guess I fell
asleep out here.

- What's wrong, Justin?

- Seen Naomi?

- What?

No, she not in the room?

- No, she's not.

- Did y'all check all the
bathrooms and bedrooms?

She was really
wasted last night.

She probably fell
asleep somewhere.

- All right, she gotta
be around her somewhere.

Everybody just, you know,
spread out and look for her.

- All right.

(dramatic music)

- She is not in there.

- She's not in my room.

- Where could she have gone?

- I don't know, but
it's not like her

to just leave without
telling anyone.

I mean shit I don't even

remember what
happened last night.

What time did everybody leave?

Does anybody know?

- I'm not sure, I don't
remember much either.

- Wait, did the gummies do that?

- No, it's gotta be the
liquor that did that.

And London and I, we
took those gummies before

ain't working like that, right?

- Yeah, no, never.

- Baby?

Man.

(doors smacking)

What the hell?

(music builds)

(blankets shuffle)

London, Simone!

- What-

What is what-

- [Justin] Look.

- Is that blood?

- Oh, what the fuck?

Should we call that officer?

- I don't know what
your name is called.

I'm just gonna call the police.

(door closes)

(door knocks)

(door opens)

- [Lisa] Mr. Turner?

- Yes?

- I'm Detective Lisa Banks.

This is my partner,
Detective Carter.

We understand there are some
concerns about your wife?

- Oh, yes, please come in.

(door closes)

- So you guys had
a party last night?

- Yeah, it was for
her 30th birthday.

- [Lisa] Who all was here.

- Just a few friends
and colleagues.

- And who are you?

- I'm London, I'm
Naomi's sister,

and this is my boyfriend Mason.

And that's her best
friend, Simone.

- When's the last
time anyone saw Naomi?

- Honestly, I can't remember.

- Does anyone else
remember seeing her?

- Yeah, you know,
actually I remember

hearing her talking to someone.

- [Carter] With who?

- I don't know, she
was on the phone.

(phone rings)

- Hello?

- I went to the restroom
and hen I came back

she wasn't in the
living room anymore,

so I figured she
went back to bed.

- Do you know if she could have
been talking to Mr. Turner?

- I wish.

- Man, I have no idea.

- I don't know, maybe
she was talking to dad.

- No, because he called me
this morning actually looking

for her, so I doubt it.

- Does anyone remember
anything else?

Anything outta the ordinary?

- Justin, tell 'em
about the blood.

- What blood?

- So you have no idea where
this blood could have came from?

- I can't remember.

Yeah, none of this
make any sense to me.

- Is this your wife's bag?

- Yes.

- May I?

- Sure.

Wait, why do you need
to look in there?

- To see if we
can find something

that tells us where
your wife may have gone.

- Did something break?

(door closes)

(faucet runs)

- Hey!

- What?

- I've been looking
all over for you.

- I just came in here
to use the restroom.

- Good did you find a tissue?

- Tissue?

- Okay, good.

Looking everywhere.

Asking everybody about you.

(phone rings)

(glass shatters)

- Shit.

- [Justin] Babe you okay?

- Yep!

Fine.

Dammit.

(shards click)

Okay.

Okay, I just need to lay down.

Just a second.

Okay, no you can't.

You have people here.

Oh my God, oh what the fuck.

- So your wife cut
herself on some glass?

- Yeah. I remember
hearing some glass?

Yeah I remember hearing
some glass break

when I was in the restroom.

So that's probably why you
see the blood on the bed.

- Okay, well if that's what
happened, there doesn't seem

to be any evidence that would

suggest anything other
than her just leaving.

- Well, can I file a
missing person report?

- You have to wait at
least 24 hours, Mr. Turner.

- What, 24-

Anything could
happen in 24 hours.

- Sir, that's all
we can do right now.

I'm sorry.

(Justin sighs)

You folks have a nice day.

- Yes, call us back if
you find anything else.

- Okay, thank you.

- Wait, what, Justin?

What the hell did you tell them?

Are they not gonna file
missing persons report?

- No, Simone.

That's why we have
to wait 24 hours.

- Okay, well what
about the blood?

- She cut herself
from the glass.

That's why you see
the blood on the bed.

- Okay, but Naomi would
not get up and leave

like this, y'all.

- Exactly, I mean, aren't
you a little bit concerned?

Of course I am London.

She's my fucking wife.

- She's my fucking sister.

- Maybe she went somewhere,
y'all and her phone died.

- Her phone.

So no one tried to call her?

- I didn't.

- My God.

- [Mason] Are
y'all gonna tell me

no one's tried to call her?

- We all have phones.

- [Voicemail] Hi,
you've reached Naomi-

- Shit.

- Fuck!

Alright, look, I'm gonna go
out here and find her myself.

- Okay, well I'll
come in with you.

- Me too.

- No, no, no.

London Mason, y'all
just stay here

and then wait for her to
come back and check the area.

Me and Simone, we'll ride out
and ask some of the guests

have they seen her.

- Okay well I'm gonna
change clothes right quick.

- Okay us too come on.

- [Mason] Fuck man.

(dramatic music)

(car engine starts)

- You think I
should call my dad?

- No, man, look,
we shouldn't worry

him until we have to, okay?

- Okay, okay.

You're right, you're right.

- Here look, I'm gonna go
take a look around, you

keep your phone
on you, all right?

- Okay.

(car engine revs)

- Hi.

- Hi, good morning, welcome

to Bash Party Services,
how can I help you?

- I'm sorry, aren't you
our waiter from last night?

- Oh, for Naomi's party?

Yeah, I was.

- Have you seen her at all?

- No sir, why would I?

- Well, we can't
seem to find her.

We don't remember
much about last night.

Could you tell us anything?

- Well, other than
you all being drunk,

nothing really happened.

Although I do remember she was

arguing with one
of your friends.

- Friends, who?

- It was one of the
guys from the party.

It seemed like you knew her.

(Naomi sighs)

- Okay.

Oh, sorry.

- You look like you need one.

- Yeah, thank you.

- [Justin] Was this him?

- No, that's not him.

- I don't know any of
Naomi's colleagues.

What time did you
leave last night?

- Well, I cleaned up after
the last guest left, maybe

around 2, 2:30.

No one else was
there except y'all.

- Well, okay, thank
you for your time.

- You're welcome.

(pensive music)

(police siren)

- I am so sorry for your loss,

but I'm gonna need everyone
to come in for questioning.

I need a list of all the guests

and the clothes you
all had on last night.

- Why you need our clothes?

- She wants to check
it for evidence.

- Check clothes, we did this?

- Until I figure this out.

Everyone's a person of interest.

I'd like to speak to
you first. Mr. Turner.

- Okay, can't this wait?

- I'm sorry, but it can't,

- I need to ask you these
questions while it's still

fresh on your mind, Mr. Turner.

- Okay, okay.

But I'll be there

to represent him as his counsel.

- Of course.

(thoughtful music)

We've identified the body
that was found in the pool

as your wife, Naomi Turner.

- Mr. Turner, do you understand

what Detective Banks is saying?

- [Lisa] Again, we're
truly sorry for your loss.

- Okay, so what happened to her?

- I mean, did she fall
because she was intoxicated?

I mean, we were all
pretty wasted last

night, did she slip in?

- The medical examiners will
determine the cause of death,

but there was some
evidence of head trauma.

- What does that mean?

- Someone could
have hit her over

the head before she fell in.

(object slides)

- Do you recognize
that Mr. Turner?

- Yeah, yeah I
do, it's my watch.

What are you doing with it?

- [Carter] It was
at the crime scene.

Can you explain that?

- She could have taken
it, I don't know.

- Let's start over.

You said when you
woke up this morning,

your wife was gone?

- Correct.

- And the blood is
from her cutting

herself on some glass.

- That's correct as well.

- So if you didn't kill your
wife, Mr. Turner, who did?

- I don't know.

Why would someone
want to kill my wife?

- [Carter] Someone
who had something to
gain from her death.

Someone with a $5 million
life insurance policy out.

- Okay, look, my wife

and I took out an insurance
policy on each other

just in case if something was

to ever happen to
either one of us.

- Did you have an
issue with your

wife making more money than you?

- No, who told you that?

- Were you having
problems in your marriage?

- [Justin] Doesn't everyone?

- Okay, listen, my client
wants to cooperate,

but if you guys are
going to continue

to badger him, we
are going to leave.

Is he under arrest?

- Not at the moment.

- Let's go.

- Don't go too far Mr. Turner.

- Okay, listen, Justin, do not
under any circumstances talk

to any police or press without
me being present, okay?

- Okay.

- Okay, listen, Naomi is dead.

Okay?

Normally when a
wife is murdered,

the husband's always
the prime suspect.

- But I didn't do it, Simone.

- I know you didn't.

But they will try to pin
any evidence against you,

just like your watch was
found at the crime scene.

- I don't even know
how she got my watch.

I want you to have a good
night, enjoy your birthday.

- Okay, so does that mean

I can dance on you now?

- Oh baby, you done
cracked my shit.

- I'm so sorry baby,
look, give it to me.

I did get insurance on
it, I'll get it fixed.

I'm so sorry.

- [Simone] Naomi, come
on no couple shit.

- Okay, I love you
baby, I'm sorry.

- Oh fuck, when we were
dancing at the party,

it cracked and broke,
and she took it.

- Look last night was a blur.

Okay, we need to try to
figure out everything.

We need to go talk
to London and Mason.

- Nah, I need to talk
to her father first.

He called me this morning.

So I need to let him
know what's going on.

- I'm pretty sure London
already talked to him.

- He need to hear this from me.

- Okay, well you go do that

and we'll meet back
up in the morning.

- All right.

(calm music)

(birds chirping)

(ticking beat)

- Stop, you always
taking pictures of me
when I'm not ready.

I don't like that.

- Those are the best
pictures to take, baby.

You look beautiful.

- Thank you.

No, don't do that.

You know you can't afford it.

- You know I don't like that.

- I know, babe, but I'm
just telling the truth.

You definitely
can't get that one.

(cabinet bangs)

- Nay, London, that's you?

- No, it's me, Pops.

- Oh, hey son.

Hey, where's my birthday, girl?

- [London] Jay?

- Yeah?

- Dad, where are you?

- Here in the kitchen.

- Did you tell him?

- Tell me what?

- Pops, I'm gonna need
you to sit down a sec.

- Sit down for what?

What's going on?

- It's about Naomi.

I'm sorry, Pops.

I should've protected her.

- Protected her from what?

What, where's Nay?

- Daddy I'm so sorry.

She's gone.

They found her body in
the pool at the Airbnb.

- No.

Oh god.

(London cries)

No.

(Pops cries)

Hey baby.

- Hey daddy, here you go.

You know first Tina,
then now Naomi.

Justin, what happened?

- She probably had a
party at the Airbnb.

We all got drunk.

Pop, I don't remember much.

Apparently Naomi got into
an argument with some man.

- What man?

- I don't know, but Mason
said that he heard her

on the phone arguing

with someone in the
middle of the night too.

- Where's Mason?

- Oh, he went to
get us some food.

- Why would she be
arguing on the phone

in the middle of the
night with someone?

- I mean, daddy, you
know how Nay can be,

if something was bothering her,

she'd be up all night
trying to handle it.

- I don't really know
what happened when she

went down there to the pool.

Naomi, she know how to swim,
so I know she didn't drown.

But the police
trying to blame me.

- What?

Why would they
think you did this?

- Simone said the husband
is always the prime suspect.

- Simone was there too?

- Yeah, she was my counselor
at the police station.

- Tina never liked her.

Said that she was
always jealous of Naomi.

- What do you mean Daddy?

- Jealous how?

(somber music)

- Naomi, Naomi, please stop.

I'm sorry.

- You're sorry.

That scholarship was mine

and you lied to me about
tryouts on purpose.

Why would you do that?

- Babe?

Everything isn't as easy for
me as it is for you child.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- I mean, you don't have to try.

You have everything.

The perfect guy, the perfect
grades, the perfect life.

I needed this.

I don't have money like you.

With your grades, you'll
still get a full ride.

Even without this
volleyball scholarship.

- That spot was mine.

You knew I wanted to go there
because my mother went there.

You knew what that meant to me.

You still did it anyway?

You are dead to me.

- Eventually the Naomi got
an offer at another school.

I dunno, I guess over the
years they became friends.

- I had no idea.

I mean, Nay nor mom
ever told me this.

- Naomi had a way of
keeping things to herself.

You've gotta find out
what happened, Justin.

Please.

- I will, I promise.

(dramatic music)

(alarm blares)

(cityscape rings)

- All right, y'all listen up.

These are ISS rules.

One, no talking.

Two, no phones.

Three, no eating.

Four, no sleeping.

You got that?

- Yes sir.

(object clanks)

(notification dings)

(notification dings)

- Well, what did I tell you?

- Coach, isn't this your wife?

- Hey Coach Turner.

Ms. (indistinct) said, can
you come down to the office?

She signed me the cover for you.

- Yeah.

- Hey, y'all put those phones
away and stop being so nosy.

- Coach, do you
think you did it?

- I think you gonna be doing
bear crawls at practice today.

Now put those phones
away before I take it.

(door knocks)

- Come in coach.

Take a seat.

First off, let me express
my condolences to you.

I'm truly sorry for your loss.

- Thank you.

- Now, I know you have
a lot going on right now

and I really don't wanna
add more to your plate.

- Please don't tell me
you about to fire me.

- The district is asking
that you take a leave

of absence just until
this is cleared up.

- First I lose my wife and
now I lose my job, great.

- Now you know that you are
one of the best teachers

and coaches at this school.

And Naomi was a friend of mine.

It's out of my hands.

I mean the district just doesn't

want this to fall back on them.

You know how it is.

- Yeah, I know how it is.

- I'm so sorry Justin.

This is only temporary until
all of this is cleared up.

Now let me know if you need help

with the funeral arrangements.

(door slams)

(somber music)

(car door slams)

- Fuck.

(phone rings)

What is it?

- [Simone] Hey Justin,
Detective Banks just called.

They want you to come
in to answer some more

questions, I can
meet you up there,

- God dammit.

- [Simone] Justin, I
know this is a lot.

Okay, but we'll
get through this.

- Yeah, I just lost my job.

- [Simone] Justin, I'm so sorry.

Okay, look, meet up there so
we can get this over with.

- I'm on my way.

(car engine revs)

(dramatic music)

- Okay, so why is
my client here?

- We just have a few questions.

Mr. Turner, we got the
official autopsy report back.

Your wife didn't drown.

She was dead before
she entered the pool.

The official cause of death is

blunt force trauma to the head.

She was either hit with
something or she fell

and hit her head, more
than likely pushed.

- Is that a question?

- Did you or someone
else drug your wife?

- She took a gummy that night,

just like everyone
else except me.

- Why is that?

- Because I get tested at work.

I'm a coach.

- A toxicology report does
show traces of marijuana,

but it also shows there
was GHB in her system.

- What is that?

- It's a drug commonly
known as a date rape drug.

- Are you trying to tell
me that my wife was raped?

- No. Mr. Turner, the rape
kid came back negative,

but someone did drug her.

- Look, we all woke up that
morning with no memory.

So anyone could have drugged us

or put something in our drink.

- So you don't actually
know who made the drinks?

- No, I don't.

I mean it was a lot of
people there that night.

So anyone could have done it.

- Which means anyone of
you could have done it too.

- You should take
a seat. Mr. Turner.

(metal seat clanks)

- [Lisa] Were you
aware that your wife

was six weeks pregnant?

- What?

No, see, that's not possible.

- Why not?

- Because me and my wife
haven't had sex in six months.

So wait, you trying to tell me

that my wife was cheating on me?

- I'm just saying that your
wife was six weeks pregnant.

- We also checked her bank
statements and phone records.

Did you know she opened
a separate account

and deposited a hundred
thousand dollars in it?

- What?

- We also found out

that she owns the Airbnb
you guys were staying at.

- Okay, clearly this
is news to my client.

- I see.

Maybe you found out
this information

and lost control when he
confronted her about it.

You have been known to lose
your temper before, right?

- Excuse me?

- Justin, don't answer that.

- Can you hold out
your arms Mr. Turner?

- [Simone] What are
you looking for?

- We're running DNA results now.

Naomi had blood
under her fingernails

from the struggle
with her killer.

- Okay, well clearly
you don't see anything.

So is there anything else?

- Mr. Turner the truth is
gonna come out eventually.

- Look, I didn't kill
my damn wife, okay?

So you two mutherfuckers
need to do your damn job

and find out who did this.

- Justin, Justin, wait.

- What?

- I wanna help you, but
you need to talk to me.

- What do you want
me to say, Simone?

Because none of
this make any sense.

We've been drugged, okay?

Why?

I need answers.

- Justin, I don't know.

- And Naomi been
lying this whole time.

Pregnant?

Whose baby is it?

Because it damn sure ain't mine.

- Okay Justin she
was having an affair,

but it gives someone else
motive to want her dead.

- And where she get all this
money from, and that Airbnb?

None of this makes sense.

- Justin we gone figure it out.

- London made plans
for her birthday party.

I need to talk to her.

- Okay, well you do that and
I'm gonna continue digging.

(birds chirping)

- Hey, where's your dad?

- Oh, he's in the room resting,

and Mason and I we're gonna
stay here for a little bit.

I don't want him to be alone.

So do the cops
know who did this?

- Nope, and apparently
we're all suspects

and I'm their main target.

- How you holding up, bro?

I'm sure this has
gotta be hard on you.

- Man, it's like my whole
world crashing down on me dude.

London, you booked that Airbnb
for Naomi's birthday, right?

- Actually, no.

I originally booked a hotel

resort for us to stay at.

She changed the plans
at the last minute

and insisted that we
stayed at that Airbnb.

Why?

- Well apparently she
owns the whole damn

Airbnb and it's in her name.

- Wait, so you're
telling me that

you didn't know
anything about this?

- Nah, I didn't.

She had it for about a year too

and she opened up an account

and put a whole bunch
of money into it.

A hundred thousand to be exact.

- God damn.

- Okay, I don't understand.

I mean, what does all this mean?

- How you don't
understand London.

She's your sister.

Y'all talk about everything.

- Apparently not.

- London.

Let me ask you a
question and don't lie.

Did Naomi have an affair?

- Tell him.

- Tell me what?

(romantic music)

* One time, two
times, three times

* I ain't giving up, though it
may take time for you love

- [London] Mason saw her out
with a guy a few weeks ago.

* I can't lie it's hard
to fight this feeling

* So deep inside of my soul

- And you didn't tell me this?

- I mean, what was
I supposed to say?

She's my sister
and I didn't want

to get in the middle
of your marriage.

Especially when I didn't
even know what Mason saw.

- She was fucking
pregnant London.

Did you know that?

- What?

- Yeah.

The autopsy report came back

and said she was six
weeks fucking pregnant

and we all were drugged
by some GHB shit.

- Oh my god.

- Wait, if she was pregnant
then it was possible

it was with that dude she
was having an affair with.

You need to find him.

- Okay, well where do we
even begin to find him?

- I have her tablet, it's
linked to her cell phone

and it shows what she was making

multiple calls to
the same number.

So I have my guy
looking into it.

He's gonna get back
to us real soon.

- Okay, well just
keep me posted.

- Alright.

- Oh Justin, I meant to tell you

that Dad made the funeral
arrangements for this weekend.

- All right, thank you.

(somber music)

You okay daddy?

- Yeah. I just wish
your mom was her.

You all I have left now.

- I miss her too.

She was so beautiful.

Just like Naomi.

I remember when we
took that photo.

- Okay, okay.

- Come on.

- Okay, focus, focus, come on.

- Come on Nay.

- Hurry up.

- Okay, we got 10 seconds.

- Alright, let's go.

(camera shutter flicks)

- Okay, lemme go get it.

- Oh yeah, alright.

- We look good.

(family cheers)

- Let me see, let me see.

Oh baby, you gotta get
this blown up for me.

- You know baby, I will.

- That's a good picture.

- Thank you everyone
for coming out.

To celebrate my
beautiful wife, Naomi.

She loved life, you know?

She always had a
smile on her face

and she loved-

sorry it's just, this is tough.

I'm gonna miss her

and I'm pretty sure all of you
are gonna miss her as well.

So, I'm sorry.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

(door closes)

- What's wrong?

- He was here.

- Who?

- The guy, he was here.

- How do you know it was him?

- I just got that
feeling that he was here.

Yeah, that was him.

(phone vibrates)

- Who is it?

- Look, I gotta go.

Hey, can you handle
this for me please?

- Yeah, sure.

(contemplative music)

- Oh, what's up Justin?

- What's up?

- Look man, I'm so sorry
that all this is happening.

- Yeah, unfortunately I am too.

What you got for me?

- Well, his name
is Greg Anderson.

You heard that name before?

- Greg Anderson?

No, I don't think so.

- Well, he's been seeing
Naomi on a consistent basis.

Checked their
emails, her calendar

and her GPS,

pings the same hotel every week.

- So she had been cheating
on me, after all these years

I would've never thought.

- You sent her wire transfer

for a hundred
thousand to an account

that she opened June 15th, 2021,

and a week later she
bought that property.

- Man, it's like, I don't
even know who she is.

- Look man.

I'm sorry to be the one that
have to tell you all this.

Does he look familiar?

- Welcome to South
Lakes, I'm Officer Greg,

I'm one of the community
patrol officers here.

- Yeah, he do.

He do look familiar.

Hold on.

(camera shutter clicks)

(phone line rings)

Yo Mason.

- [Mason] Hey Justin, what up?

- Hey, you got that
picture I sent you?

- [Mason] Yeah, I got it.

- Hey, is that the dude you saw

with Naomi at the restaurant?

- [Mason] Yeah, that's him.

the officer from
the Airbnb, right?

Man, I knew he looked familiar.

- Alright, I'll talk to you.

- [Mason] Yeah, bet.

- Well, thanks
man, I owe you big.

- No problem.

What are you gonna do?

- Look, man, he killed my wife.

Somebody got an answer for it.

- Justin, just don't
do anything stupid.

- Hey don't you coach
my little brother,?

- Excuse me.

I'm waiting for Detective
Carter and Detective Banks.

I've been out here
for some time now.

Do you know how
long it's gonna be?

- They'll be with
you shortly, sir.

(dramatic music)

- Detective Carter, I
need to talk to you.

- Just a minute, sir.

- Hey, that's him,
he murdered my wife!

- Put him in room two.

- Hey, what, where are
you, what are you doing

with him?

Are you arresting him?

- Mr. Turner, calm down,
we'll question him now.

- He was at the Airbnb
when we checked in.

He was probably watching
us the whole time,

claiming to be a
security officer.

- Mr. Turner, let us conduct
our investigation, please.

I'll call you if
I have anything.

Go home.

- Mr. Anderson, thank you
for coming in so willingly.

- Yeah, how can I help?

- Well, we'll get right to it.

How long have you been having
an affair with Ms. Turner?

- Wasn't just an
affair, we were in love.

- How long?

- Two years.

- That's a long time.

- Look guys,

I told you it wasn't
just an affair.

We were in love.

I bought her that house.

I gave her the money so that
we could start a new life.

Supposed to get married.

- Mr. Anderson, did you
know she was pregnant?

- [Greg] What, she was?

- So not only did you kill her,

you also killed
your unborn child.

- No!

I didn't kill her.

I loved her.

- We have a witness
that identifies you

as the man Naomi was
arguing with that night.

What were you guys
fighting about?

(Naomi gasps)

- Oh my God, what
are you doing here?

- Look, you know you need

to be celebrating
your birthday with me.

I came.

- Look, I told you
not to come here.

And what was up with you
showing up here earlier today?

Are you trying to get us caught?

- Caught?

Babe, don't worry about
us getting caught.

- No, please, stop.

Okay, you have got to go.

You gotta go.

Okay.

Oh, sorry.

- You look like you need one.

- Yeah, thank you.

- Look, she was supposed
to leave with me.

She didn't want
to go, so I left.

- That must have made you upset.

Maybe she changed her mind,
didn't wanna leave her husband?

- No, it's not true.

She was gonna leave him.

We were supposed to
meet at the hotel.

I waited at the bar.

She never showed.

Look, the bartender, he sees
us there all the time together.

He can tell you himself.

- We'll be checking into that.

- Are we done here

- For now.

- Porter.

What the hell is taking so long?

- Listen, I'm backed up.

Mike is out sick so it's
gonna take a bit longer.

- Porter, I need those DNA
results and I need 'em fast.

- Hey, the officer's back
from the crime scene.

Still no necklace.

- Dammit.

- [Carter] You want
me to keep looking?

- No, I feel like
we're going in circles.

Porter, I need
those DNA results.

- I'll get them.

(Porter speaks under
breath indistinctly)

(somber music)

(crickets chirp)

(window knocks)

(car door opens)

(car door closes)

- What are you doing here?

- I mean, I figured
you were hungry

so I brought you some food.

- Thanks.

- Why you sitting in the car?

- Because it's
lonely in that house.

I don't wanna be in there.

- Yeah, I understand.

The detective said they went
back to the crime scene to look

for more evidence and
the necklace that Naomi

had on that night wasn't on
her body when she was found.

Have you seen it?

- I haven't.

- Damn, must have came
off during that struggle.

- Ask Greg, he probably had it.

- Banks said that Greg
alibi checks out, Justin.

- He probably paid
him to say whatever.

- Well, the footage shows
that he was at the bar.

He was really waiting on Naomi.

- I swear this is like
a fucking nightmare.

The more I ask questions,
the more I find out

that my wife was lying
the whole entire time.

You know, for a moment I
thought this was a suicide note.

- What, what you talking about?

- I found it on a
nightstand at the Airbnb.

She left with this ring
on top of the note.

You see it all makes sense now.

She was trying to
leave me that night

'cause she never
take off her ring.

- Justin, I'm so sorry.

You didn't deserve this.

Justin, I'm sorry, Naomi
didn't deserve you.

- What?

- I'm just saying.

She got everything
since high school

and I had to work for
everything that I wanted.

- Naomi's dad say you was
always jealous of her.

- What?

- Did you kill my wife?

- Justin, are you serious?

- Yeah, I'm serious.

You sound like someone
that wanted revenge.

- Oh wow, Justin, after
everything I've done

to protect your ass.

- Nah, you pretended
to protect me.

But you was really
protecting yourself.

- Find yourself another
damn lawyer, Justin.

(car door slams)

- I swear if I find out she
killed my wife, so help me, God.

(knock on door)

- Who is it?

- [Justin] It's me.

(London shushes)

- I don't want you
to wake up Dad.

- Okay, hey, I need
to talk to you.

- Okay.

- It's about Simone.

- What about Simone?

- Yeah, she did it.

- What?

I mean, why do you think that?

- Because she made a pass at me.

Yeah, she talking about
how Naomi don't deserve me.

How she took me for granted.

- I mean, I can't
say that she's wrong,

but I don't think that
makes her murderer.

- Yeah, but that
give her a motive

To be with me.

- Okay, well what
about the Greg guy?

- He has an alibi.

- Shit.

Yeah.

- Okay, well I don't know.

I mean, we've known
Simone our whole lives.

I don't think she's
capable of this.

- Man-

- I hope not.

- I just don't know anymore.

I don't know who
to believe, I mean

everyone just lying

and keeping all these secrets.

- Okay, look.

Please don't stress yourself
out about this okay.

I mean the truth
will come out Justin,

but until then I need you
to go home and get some rest

and just let the
detectives do their job.

Okay?

- Okay.

- I still think she did it.

(dramatic music builds)

(knock on door)

- Yeah?

- Porter got the
DNA results back.

- What does it say?

- You should see
them for yourself.

- I knew it.

(hands clap)

Get a search warrant,
call everyone in.

I want a confession.

* Hey, don't talk to me crazy.

* I like to be like,
I'm rocking a baby.

* I got that drip with
the sauce and the gravy

* Don't want to talk or
we talking you payment

* Hoes wanna fuck, they
be callin' me daily

- E ice,

I truly believe that this
endorsement deal with us is

what you need to take your
music career to the next level.

- And it's the same
deal that we had

discussed with Lisa
and Naomi, right?

- Yes it is, we still
wanna move forward.

- Oh yeah, cool, we
just get everything over

to my manager and my lawyers,
we can get everything going.

- All right, sounds good.

- I'm sorry I didn't know
you were in a meeting.

- Hey, nah, you
know, it's all good.

Anyway, we were
just wrapping up.

- [London] Alright,
thank you guys.

- Thank you.

(phones ring)

- What are you doing here?

- Did Justin come talk to you?

- Of course, so what
happened Simone?

- London look, I'm sorry,

but I didn't mean to
make a pass at him.

It was just a
moment of weakness.

- Wow.

He just lost his wife,
Simone, my sister

for God's sake.

I hope you know that he's
probably going to the police

because now he thinks you
had motive to kill Naomi.

So did something happen between
the two of you that night?

- London, no, I was drugged
just like the rest of y'all.

Where was Mason at?

When we went to the living
roo, he was already there.

He didn't sleep
with you that night.

Can you tell me why?

- So you think Mason
killed my sister?

- I do.

- And what reason would
Mason have to kill Naomi?

- Tell me child.

(phone rings)

Hi, Detective Carter?

Okay.

We'll be right there.

Okay, bye-bye.

- What now?

- They want us all to come in.

- Okay, alright.

(door opens)

(dramatic music)

I mean how long are
they gonna make us wait?

- I don't know.

(door opens)

- Take a seat Ms. Evans.

- Okay so what is this about?

- Closing in on this case.

Just need to connect a few more

dots before I make my arrest.

- Okay.

- So you all went to this Airbnb

for Naomi's 30th birthday?

- [London] Right, yeah.

- What happened when
the guests arrived?

(hip hoop beat)

- To my best friend Naomi.

May this be the best birthday
that you will never forget.

(* New Flow by E-Ice)

- I mean, after we
took a few shots,

we just went to go
mingle with the guests.

- Did anyone ever notice
when Mr. Anderson got there?

- I didn't, did you?

- No.

Oh you're outta toilet paper.

- Oh, okay, I'll go get
some I know where it's at.

You finish your drink, okay?

You do that, okay.

Think about that.

Okay.

- [Justin] Your country
ass gonna take selfies

all night long?

- Mind your business child.

(dramatic music)

- Oh my God, what
are you doing here?

- Look, you know you
celebrating birthday with me.

I came.

- Look, I told you
not to come here.

And what was up with you
showing up here earlier today?

Are you trying to get us caught?

- Caught, hey, don't worried
about us getting caught.

- No, please, stop.

Okay, hou have got to go.

You gotta go.

(door closes)

(faucet runs)

- Hey!

- What?!

- I've been looking
all over for you.

- I just came in here
to use the restroom.

- Good, did you find a tissue?

- Tissue, um-

- Looking everywhere,
asking everybody about you.

(phone rings)

(glass shatters)

- Shit.

- [Justin] Babe you okay?

- Yeah, fine.

(glass shard clink)

Dammit.

- Mr. Anderson
informed us that him

and Ms. Turner were arguing

because he showed up

to the party trying to
get her to leave with him.

- Okay, well what does
this have to do with us?

- Are you sure you
didn't see them arguing

when you were making drinks?

- No, I didn't.

- Ms. Evans, how many drinks
did you make that night?

- I don't remember.

- Babe, this party dead.

Let's go have some
fun of our own.

(London giggles)

- Did she just
call my party dead?

- Hell yeah, shit we have
to have fun on our own.

- You and Mason just so happened

to not be in the
living room when

the waiter brought the drinks,

- But I thought she
woke up with no memory,

like the rest of us.

- I really don't remember.

- I'm not going
nowhere with you here.

Did you have enough to drink?

Cool, thank you.

Get you another drink, baby.

- I'm good.

Oh no, I'm good.

- They said you have to take
some for the birthday girl.

- Who?

- Who cares, it doesn't matter.

It's my birthday and I
said take that drink.

Come on, turn up.

Let's go!

Get the drink, baby.

Cheers.

- London did you drug us?

- No, I mean, not intentionally.

- What?

- I just wanted us
to have a good time.

- Ms. Evans do you
recognize this?

- No, I don't.

- This is Naomi's
necklace from the night.

- We got a search warrant
to check your place

and we found that
hidden in a sock drawer.

- Okay, so what are you saying?

Are you saying that
Mason put it there?

I mean, are you trying to
get me to say that he did it?

- We just want the truth.

What happened when Mr. Fleming

heard Naomi on the phone
in the middle of the night?

- London, Mason killed
Naomi and you knew this?

- Mr. Turner, please.

- No, he needs to hear this.

- No, I did not.

I just wanted us to have
a good time, that was it.

- What happened, Ms. Evans?

- Okay, I gotta do
this, I can do this.

I wanna do this right?

You wanna do this, okay.

(phone rings)

- Hello?

Look, I told you I'm coming.

Okay.

I love you too.

Okay girl, come now or never.

(pensive music)

- Babe, babe, babe!

- What?

- Naomi's up.

She's leaving with that guy.

- Are you serious?

- Yes.

- Oh shit, go.

Naomi!

- What?

- What are you doing?

- I'm leaving.

- What, why?

- Look, this is not
my life anymore.

I mean, I'm just
not happy anymore.

- Naomi, listen.

Justin loves you, okay?

You know what?

After all the sacrifices
that man has made

for you, you're gonna
live him for some guy?

- Wait, you know about Greg?

- Yes.

Mason saw you with him at the
restaurant a few weeks ago.

I know you've been
cheating on Justin.

- Well, hell, you know what

y'all can tell
him when I'm gone.

- Whoa, wait,

so you're just leaving?

I mean, what about the company?

- Lisa is gonna oversee
everything in my absence

and I mean, hell,
I'll work remotely.

I don't know, but I have to go.

- What?

- What are ya gonna do?

- Oh hell no, Naomi.

- [Mason] Come on.

(door opens)

Naomi!

- Get off of me.

- After everything I've done
for you over the past year,

you're gonna leave
Lisa in charge

instead of your
own fucking sister?

- London, you are not
responsible enough

to run my company, I am sorry.

- Oh, you're sorry?

Yeah, sorry?

You know, you always get
everything that you want.

You don't deserve that
company and you sure don't

deserve mom's necklace.

(Naomi's gasp)

- You know what?

You are such a
spoiled little brat

and you've just always
been in my shadow.

(hand slaps)

- You bitch!

(London screams)

- My mother-

- Hey!

Stop, stop!

- Oh my god, Naomi.

Oh my god.

Oh my god she's not breathing.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Fuck.

Babe she's dead.

- I cannot go to prison.

- It's okay.

We'll put her in the pool.

She was drunk and she
fell and she hit her head.

Alright, well clean you up,

and pretend like we don't
even remember what happened.

We'll go back to sleep
and wake up like she left.

- Mason it's not gonna work.

- Yes it is, it will work.

Look, she was heading out
to go with that guy, right?

So when the police come

and find out about him,
they'll think he did it.

Hey, okay, look.

It's okay.

I know, look, it's all right.

Look at me, you need
to move her body, okay?

You help me move her body?

Okay.

- [London] Get my
mom's necklace.

(grass crunching)

(water splashing)

- Why did you do that?

- 'Cause the police
will find it.

You need to get rid
of that necklace.

- No, look, my mom
gave her that necklace.

It's the last thing
she ever gave her.

- But you need to
hide it somewhere

the police can't find it.

All right, look you need
to wash that blood off.

All right, we're
gonna go back inside.

You're gonna go
back to the room.

I'm go back to the couch
just like I was, okay.

Just like we both
were, all right?

- Okay.

- Hey look at me,
we're in this together.

I got you, all right?

- Okay,

- Come on.

- The DNA results came back.

The blood under her
fingernails was a close enough

match to hers.

- Which told us that the killer
was related to the victim.

- London.

- I didn't mean to.

- How could you?

- You killed my wife?

You let me go on for
days like I was crazy?

You was gonna let me take a
murder charge knowing it was you

and your boyfriend
the whole time?

- Stand up, Ms. Evans.

(London cries)

- London Evans,

you're under arrest for
the murder of Naomi Turner.

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be

used against you in
the court of law.

You have the right
to an attorney.

If you cannot afford one,
one will be provided for you.

- Justin, I'm so sorry.

- I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry, I blamed you,

and it was them the whole time.

- It's okay.

What's gonna happen with Mason?

- He'll be charged
once we find him.

You haven't been able
to locate him yet.

- Are you serious?

- Well, you better catch 'em
before I catch his bitch ass.

- Mr. Turner, how does
it feel to finally

have your name cleared?

- No, Mr. Turner, is it true

that your wife's sister is
and definitely the killer?

- Mr. Turner will no
longer be answering

any more questions, let's go.

- Mr. Turner,
what's next for you?

- We just need one
more question, just
one more question.

- No comment.

- Hey, now I know things
ain't go as planned,

but I still did my part.

You can send me my money.

- You were supposed
to kill Naomi.

How you let London do it?

- [Mason] Why does it
matter who killed her?

You still got what you wanted.

She didn't end up
with your husband.

- Yeah, now I don't have
to compete with her.

(somber music)

(zipper zips)

- So you really gonna
leave me for her?

Eight years of marriage
just out the window, Greg?

- Nicole, look, I'm
not happy anymore.

And why stay in this
and be miserable?

- Miserable, we made
a vow for better

or for worse, for
sickness and in health.

I know I was sick, I know
I wasn't my normal self.

But listen, I'm
taking my medicine.

I can be better for you.
I can be better for, us.

- Nicole, stop.

Stop, I'm sorry.

I love her.

- No.

- You need to get you some help.

- I'll be back for
the rest of my things.

- Wait, Greg, wait, wait.

- Stop!

See, this is what
I'm talking about.

This is too much, I'm done.

(Nicole cries)

- I'll wire your money to you.

Now I can try to
get my husband back.

- Yeah, well, I hope
that works out for you.

I'm done.

- Thank you.

(phone line ends)

(techno beat)

(car engine starts)

(* Big Dawg by E-Ice)

* Red frost.

* Hey, don't talk to me crazy.

* I like to beat like
I'm rocking a baby.

* I got that drip with
the sauce and the gravy.

* Don't want to talk or
we talking your payment

* Hoes wanna fuck they
be calling me daily.

* Black hoes, white hoes
Shandra's and Haileys.

* I'm exquisite, my
arm is amazing.

* Made by your man I'm
a charm and a bracelet

* Lyrics is different
the boss is abrasive

* Hop in the whip in
the cars I be racing

* Bros I chasing I
dodging 'em daily.

* They all wanna get
me, I'm highly evasive

* Y'all gotta face 'em
I'm callin the goat