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(exciting music)

(suspenseful music)

(Jessica pants)

- Mom?

What's going on?

- I don't know, baby.

Hey!

Hey!

I-I'm a detective with the Houston Police Department.

You need to untie us now.

(intense music)

(slow electronic music)

* Ooh *

* Ooh *

* Ay, don't talk to me crazy *

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

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

* Don't want to talk or we talkin', you pay me *

* Hoes wanna fuck they be calling me daily *

* Black hoes, white hoes, Shawndras and Haileys *

* Fire exquisite my, arm is amazing *

* Just bout my main but you charmin' the bracelet *

* Lyrics is different, the bars is abrasive *

* Hop in the whip and the cars I be racin *

* The bars I be chasing, I'm dodgin' em' daily *

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

* And y'all gotta face it I'm probably gon' go *

* Secret location, it's highly remote *

* Niggas can't find me, you lookin for me *

(gravel crunches)

(Jessica pants)

- Ooh!

Ooh!

Dang, didn't I tell you to slow down?

- I'm not slowing down

because you can't keep up.

- Hey, I can keep up, okay?

I'm on the relay too.

It's just you take

this training too seriously during off-season.

Ooh! (pants)

- I love it out here.

Working out just makes me feel free.

Come to the track and get away from everything.

- How are things at home?

- [Jessica] I feel like she's been hiding things

from me ever since my Dad left.

- Did she ever find out who the other woman was?

- I don't think so.

Now she's never home

and she uses work as an excuse not to be home.

My dad ruined everything.

- You still mad at him, huh?

- Yeah, I am.

If it wasn't for him, our family would still be together.

- You know, I'm here if you ever want to talk.

- Yeah.

Enough of that, though.

We're gonna be late for class.

I'll race you to the car!

- I'm not racing you. - Go!

- I'm not racing!

Shit!

* Presidential *

* Whoo *

* Fresh fit, iced out to look cool, ay *

* President, president, president, presidential *

* Oh, ball out with bitches daily *

* Tell your girl I got the note *

* Shorty *

- All right, Florence Joyner. (laughs)

Go ahead and get ready for class. (laughs)

- Hey, I'll take that as a compliment.

I'll see you in a bit.

- Bye.

* Oh, oh, oh, oh, *

* I say oh, oh, oh, oh *

* I think I just seen it *

* Ice on my wrist, ice on my wrist *

* She on the fence *

* She like to whip, she like to drip *

* And of all these girls, she's higher *

* And I'm normally no supplier * * Ah *

* She kinda different *

- [Actor] Really?

And why haven't I seen you?

- [Actor 2] Apparently I don't play hard enough for you

to recognize the most popular guy on campus.

- [Actor] Hm.

So you live here with your brother?

- [Actor 2] Yeah, that's the benefit

of having a brother in grade school.

- Wow.

I thought you'd be gon' by now.

- [Actor] The saints training in Houston?

- "Good morning" would be nice.

- Morning. - [Actor 2] Yeah.

- Okay, what's wrong?

- Please.

Let's not pretend like you have any

time to pay attention to me.

- Okay, you know what?

That's not even fair.

I pay a lot more attention than you think.

(phone chimes) I just always...

- I'm sure that's your partner, duty calls.

- We will continue this later.

What time will you be home?

- I have a study session tonight, so.

I really don't know.

- With who?

(phone rings)

I'm sorry.

- It's fine. Just go.

- I'm coming.

Yeah, I'm on my way out.

- [Actor 2] What, Dallas?

Look, do me a favor, leave this alone.

Chill! We was just talking!

- [Actor 3] Alone, in your room with your shirt off?

Just talking?

- [Actor 2] Come on, bro.

Look, you got my word.

I'm on-

(birds chirp in the distance)

* Complicated *

* I shoulda never had to feel this way *

* But every time I try to look the other way *

* You come around and start to look me up, baby *

* Look me up, baby *

- Baby, please.

- Don't "baby" me.

- Just let me explain.

- How long?

How long you been fucking her?

Oh, you can't even be a man about it.

- Look, she don't mean nothing to me, okay?

Look, I was lonely.

And you were never here.

You chose your career over this family every time!

- So because I was out feeding us, it's my fault

that you went and had an affair?

- No!

No, it was my fault!

All I'm sayin' is that you were never here.

- Don't touch me!

Don't you ever touch me again!

I want you gon'!

Get your shit and get the fuck outta my house!

* Sick of the pain, sick of that hurt, sick of that life *

* I'm sick of me sayin' I'm sorry *

* I just wanna get it all right *

* Complicated *

* I shoulda never have to feel this way *

* But every time I try to look the other way *

* You come around and start to look me up, baby *

* Look me up, baby *

* Complicated *

(door clicks open)

- Damn! Took you long enough!

You gon' make us late.

- My bad.

I got a little distracted.

- Mm-hm.

But with the way you drive, you'll get us there on time.

- You right.

Hold on!

(engine roars)

* I'm tryin' to live my dream * * My dream *

* I'm tryin' to stack a little green, ya *

* I told a player to cop me in the morning *

* Now I'm tryna' cop em' and dip *

* In the kitchen tryna' to package the brick *

* Send them bitches outta town, out the rip *

* That's a hell of a flip *

* We do this on the regular *

* Check my little schedule *

* Well, niggas hate 'cause I'm ahead of em *

* I do this *

(gravel crunches)

(eerie twinkling music)

(door taps)

- See you finally made it.

- Yeah, I had to deal with Jessica this morning.

What's going on now?

- Cap assigned us a new case.

Missing girl from the university.

Amanda Wells.

She's been missing for about 12 hours.

Uh, her grandmother finally called it in last night.

- That's the kid whose parents died last year, right?

Murder suicide?

- Yup, that's her.

- Any leads?

- No, she left for school yesterday morning

and didn't come back home last night.

- Wow.

Hasn't that family already suffered enough?

Well, you know the first 48 hours are the most crucial.

So, let's talk to grandma.

- Well, well.

(office chatters)

(birds chirp in the distance)

(gravel crunches loudly)

* Make them see, be like a big man, whoo *

* I gotta get that, uh *

* Niggas saw my style, try to bite that, uh *

* Bitches let it get got, *

* I'm comin' back, uh *

* You stand on the ride 'cause you like that, huh *

* Yeah * * Yo *

* Gotta rip steady, uh *

- And who are you tryin' to look cute for?

- Girl, whoever is trying to look. (giggles)

You want some?

You gon' need something tonight.

- For what?

- Aren't you tutoring Ryan?

He has to pass the midterm to play this weekend, right?

- Yes.

And your point is?

- Jess, that's a big deal!

- Girl, you are tutoring the finest guy on campus.

A quarterback, at that!

Girl, he's gonna be so interested in you

after you help him pass this test, okay.

- First of all, I don't want him, plus he used

to date Amanda and she's like a friend.

- Girl! (laughs)

She is a teammate.

Hardly a friend.

You are not breaking any girl code by dating him after her.

- Well, it doesn't matter because I don't want him

and he's not thinking about me.

- Who y'all talking about?

- Ryan Mitchell.

- Stacey, how many times I gotta tell you stop trying

to push her onto him.

- Girl, I'm just trying to help.

Maybe my girl could finally lose her v-card.

- Uh, (sucks teeth) stop!

- [Stacey] I think it'll make her evolve as a person.

- [Jessica] Nobody's tryna' lose their v-card to Ryan.

- [Stacey] No, no! I don't think so.

- [Lauren] Chill!

- [Stacey] I don't think so. - [Jessica] Girl, let it go.

(car horn honks)

(shoes tapping)

- [Stacey] Sorry, y'all. Got my hoodie.

- I know you not cold.

- And I am.

Oh.

Speakin' of the devil.

Girl, who wouldn't wanna tutor that?

- [Jessica] Mm, no.

- "Devil" is definitely fitting.

- Okay.

Just stop.

He's not even my type.

You think he's so fine?

Why don't you try to date him?

- Girl, you know I got my eyes Nyko.

- Don't listen to her, Jess.

What time did you meetin' him at the library tonight?

- He actually insisted that I meet him at his house.

Something about him having to go home after practice.

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

- We're just gonna be studying.

- I know, I just, I-

- Just what?

- Just be careful.

- Girl, don't listen to her.

I say go for it.

You need to get laid.

- Stop it.

- [Stacey] Oh, they're coming.

- Hello, ladies.

Y'all looking beautiful as usual.

- Thank you, Ryan.

- How you doin', Stacey?

- I'm good, Nyko.

Thank you for asking.

- [Nyko] My pleasure.

- I'm gonna get to class.

Y'all should do the same.

- Anyway, so I'll see you tonight.

- Yeah, six o'clock.

- Aight.

- Aight, y'all.

We gotta get to class.

- Girl.

Ryan is fine.

- You think everybody's fine.

- I'm just tryna' help.

Is that so wrong?

- Yes, because I don't want your help.

I don't like him.

I'm just trying to help him pass his midterms.

That's it.

- [Stacey] Fine.

Let's go to class.

(students chatter)

(keys tapping)

- She missed school yesterday

and ain't nobody seen her since.

- Can you think of where she could've gon'?

Maybe a boyfriend?

- She was goin' with that football player, Ryan,

but I checked with his folks

and they ain't seen her either.

- Well, um, we'll definitely follow up with some

of the students on campus.

- Please, Detective, find my granddaughter.

I can't take this.

Our family done been through so much.

- We will do everything we can. Mrs. Wells.

- Thank you.

Thank you.

(solemn music)

(birds chirp in the distance)

(keys tapping)

(students chatter)

- [Coach] And, hit, hit!

Hello?

(coach speaks faintly)

(keys tapping)

(students chatter)

- How bout you take a picture?

It'll last you longer.

- Ha-ha, very funny.

All right now, Coach is gon' get on your ass

for running slow at practice

from eating all that greasy food.

- Girl, it is off season.

I'll be ready when the time comes.

Worry about you.

- Yeah, okay.

Don't get replaced on that relay. Girl, please.

- You tried it.

- Y'all.

Did y'all hear about Amanda?

- No. What about her?

- She's missing.

Her grandmother reported it yesterday.

She never came home.

- No, she wasn't at practice yesterday.

Remember, Coach asked us if we knew where she was.

- I mean, I know she's been going through a lot, you know?

Ever since her parents died.

- Girl, you mean since her crazy ass daddy committed

a murder suicide?

- Don't do that, Stacey.

That family has already been through enough.

I mean, that's all everybody was talking about last year.

I wasn't tryna' be rude.

- Well I just hope she's okay.

- [Stacey] I'm sure she's fine.

(students chatter)

- [Coach] Hit, hit!

(crickets chirp in the distance)

(traffic drones)

- Ay, so, I heard your girl was missing.

- She's not my girl anymore.

And yeah, I heard that too.

- You don't seem too worried about it.

- I mean I care, but what can I do?

I haven't heard from her.

We haven't talked since she dumped me.

- Yeah, well, what do you expect?

You cheated on her.

I told her I wasn't ready to settle down to one girl.

She thought they could change me, like they always do.

And she got her feelings hurt.

- Well, I hope she aight.

- Yeah, I do too.

- So what's this I hear about Stacey?

- Clearly, she interested into you, my boy.

- I mean, she is fine, though.

And she is fast on that track.

- She fast in other ways too.

(Nyko laughs)

I like mine more of a challenge like Jessica,

like, she's someone worth it.

- So you got Jessica tutoring you?

- Yeah.

She coming over to help me study for my midterm tomorrow.

- You couldn't find nobody else?

- Why would I find somebody else?

We're in the same class.

- But you just getting help, right?

Like, you don't actually like, like the girl?

- What's it to you?

You need to make sure you ready

for Saturday's game, my boy.

(doorbell rings)

Look, that's her.

Both of y'all need to go like, now.

It was good seeing y'all man

but, uh, let's get to moving.

Let's get to moving.

Got some anatomy to get into.

I am so ready to study.

So stupid.

You know? (laughs)

Come on, (indistinct)!

Come on, hurry up!

Come on.

(door creaks)

How are you?

- [Jessica] Hey.

(crickets chirp in the distance)

- I'ma hit your girl Stacey up.

- Y'all are a mess.

I'm sure she'll appreciate that.

- Yes ma'am. Aight. (laughs)

- Aight, my guy, see you. (fingers snap)

(door clicks closed)

- What's wrong with Michael?

- Nothing.

He's worried about Saturday's game.

Some pro scouts supposed to come recruit.

- Hm, I hope he's okay.

- He'll be fine.

Come on.

We got some anatomy to get into.

- Wow, this is really nice.

Are your parents home?

- Nah, this is one of their Airbnb properties.

They let me stay here to save money on my tuition.

- Hm, that's nice.

- Yeah.

(crickets chirp in the distance)

- Hey, so, everyone on campus has been talking

about Amanda missing.

Have you heard from her?

- Nah, I haven't.

When I heard the news I was really worried.

I do hope she's okay.

- Yeah, me too.

Well, I think I've got everything, so.

- You sure?

- Yeah.

I got my books,

my laptop, my notes,

and my flash cards, so.

- You know, I wanna thank you

for helping me pass this midterm exam.

I got a big game this weekend and, uh, I can't miss it.

- It's no problem.

- [Ryan] I really, really appreciate it.

- Okay, um, let's just get to work.

I'll help you in the best way I know how.

- How about we go to chapter three?

- [Ryan] Yeah, chapter three.

What page is that even on?

(pages rustle)

(sensual music)

That's why I'm confused all the time.

(music drowns out Jessica and Ryan)

- Oh, okay.

Oh, that's why I keep missing that part.

Okay.

- Does that make sense?

- [Ryan] A little bit.

Uh...

I need a...

I just need to read it over a couple more more times.

(sensual music continues)

- [Jessica] Quercetin.

- Is it, um, onions?

Like the, like the cell wall of the onion?

- No.

- Quercetin is, in your nails and like, your toe nails.

No?

Cell wall?

Goddamn.

- [Jessica] We talked about this.

- I know but I don't...

It's just, it's such a long word.

It's, it's, uh, so it's not your nails?

Is it, is it a part of you skin?

- No.

- You gotta help me, like, I'm, I'm tryin'.

- [Jessica] I can't be there for your midterm.

- Man, you could help with this one.

Just, gimme, gimme a hint.

Scarlet.

- No, but i-it's okay.

We're gonna move on to next one.

- Okay.

Uh. - [Jessica] It's not that one.

- It's two words, right?

- [Jessica] No.

- [Ryan] Oh, um...

(sensual music continues)

- [Jessica] Extreme dilation?

- That's uh, when your eyes get

just, extremely dilated, making it hard for to see right?

- Yeah. Come play with you.

- You know, you know, ay, what?

- You just might pass this midterm.

- I will, I will pass it.

I will pass it.

- [Jessica] I have vertical muscle.

- That's in your eyes, right?

Okay, um.

- Oh.

- [Ryan] The iris, the iris on your eye.

- Yes!

- [Ryan] Okay, okay, okay.

(sensual music continues)

- Anterior.

- Uh, it's the coronal plane

that separates the front and back part of the body.

- Okay! - Ah!

(both cheer)

No?

- Uh, (indistinct)?

(sensual music continues)

Skull.

- That's a skeleton in your, s-skeleton in your head.

Skeleton in your head.

- Okay, okay, okay, okay.

- Osmosis.

- Osmosis is the cells in your bloodstream

that's, that's, that's fightin',

that's fightin' diseases!

- There you go. - Okay, okay!

- You ready for this one?

- [Ryan] Yeah, come on, give it to me.

- Intoxicated liver.

- I know this one.

That's the gland uh, it's, it's

when you're intoxicated, it's

in your liver, it's when you drink too much alcohol!

- Yes!

(both cheer)

- Yes, come on.

- Yes, good job. (hands smack)

- Yeah.

(sensual music continues)

Damn I worked up an appetite.

Ay, I-I'll be right back.

(feet tap)

(crickets chirp)

(bag rustles)

(feet tap)

I brought you a water.

- Thank you.

So, I think you've got it now.

You should be good for your midterm tomorrow.

- Yeah, I think so too.

I mean, it's anatomy and I, I like to study the human body.

(Jessica snickers)

(clears throat) Do you wanna stay?

I-I, I brought snacks.

(chip bags crinkle)

- No, uh, thank you though.

But it's getting pretty late so I gotta get home.

- All right, um, do you need a ride?

- No, I'm good.

I actually have a Uber on the way.

But, can I use your bathroom?

- Yeah it's, uh, it's over there.

(chip bags crinkle)

"It's anatomy, I like to study."

The fuck am I thinking?

(door creaks)

(water splashes)

- [Ryan] Hey, Jessica, I think your ride is here.

- Okay.

- Thank you again.

See you tomorrow in class.

- Here, you can keep these.

And it's no problem.

Good luck on the test tomorrow.

- Thanks.

(door clatters and creaks)

(crickets chirp in the distance)

(door clicks shut)

(Ryan sucks teeth)

(crickets chirp in the distance)

(crickets chirp in the distance)

(door taps)

- Come in.

- Hey, sweetie.

How'd everything go today?

- It was good.

I'm just studying some things

for this midterm tomorrow.

- Okay.

Well, I know you're gonna do great.

So, how did that study session go?

You know, you never told me who it was with.

- Ryan Mitchell, and it went fine.

- Okay.

You know there's a girl at your school missing?

- Uh, yeah.

Amanda.

She and Ryan used to date, actually.

And she was on the track team too.

- Wow.

Did he say anything?

- No, just that he hadn't heard from her either.

Everybody on campus has been talking about it though.

Especially after what happened to her parents last year.

- Yeah, we've been talking to some kids on campus

and apparently, she has a sibling.

We've been trying to reach out to them.

Do you know them?

- I didn't even know she had a sibling.

Do y'all think y'all will find her?

- I mean, we're gonna do our best,

but if you hear anything on campus, please let me know.

- Okay. I will.

- Well, good luck on your test tomorrow

and try not to stay up too late, okay?

- I won't.

- All right, baby.

#*

#*

- [Stacey] So, what's up with Ryan?

- [Athlete] Get outta here!

- You think he passed?

- Maybe, if he remembers what we studied, then he should.

- I hope so, 'cause we not winning that game without him.

- Y'all, Amanda is still not here.

Yeah, my mom said that they still haven't found her.

- Y'all think something happened to her?

- What?

Like, you think she was kidnapped or something?

- You mean like, trafficked?

- God, I hope not.

Oh, y'all I remember that one girl

that was cryin' wolf saying

that she saw that baby on the side of the road?

- No. Now, that was crazy.

And she actually made it harder for real kidnapped victims.

- Well, let's just pray that that's not the case for Amanda.

- [Lauren] I hope not.

(athletes chattering)

- Ladies a little less girl talk, more stretching.

- Sorry, Coach.

- All right, listen up.

I know y'all heard Amanda's missing

and I do pray that everything is okay.

But this is Amy and she's gonna replace Amanda.

Now, we will be running for times again.

Fastest time get the anchor spot.

- Uh, ain't she a freshman?

- Oh, and the school's cracking down on drug use.

So, I need y'all here Saturday morning for a drug test.

- Coach!

That's the day of the playoffs.

- What's your point, Stacey?

- I need my beauty rest.

I can't be waking up that early.

(Jessica sucks teeth)

- You will be if you wanna be on this team.

Now, y'all can come in between seven

and ten in the morning.

This is mandatory.

Line up and let's get to it.

- [Other Coach] Line up, y'all

- Fuck!

- I know your ass is not worried about this damn drug test.

- No!

I also wasn't ready to run for my anchor spot today.

- I told you to stop eating all that food.

You have to stay ready

so you don't have to get ready.

- Girl, please.

You and Lauren are my only competition.

I ain't worried.

- What that girl in "Love and Basketball" said?

"Don't let a freshman take your spot." (laughs)

- Well, I'll be.

(soft piano music)

- Lord.

Please, lord, bring my baby girl back

to me safely. (sniffles)

I can't.

I just can't take losing her too.

We done been through so much already, Lord.

So much.

Please. (cries)

Please, Lord, bring my baby back home to me safely.

(Mrs. Wells sobs)

* Just a little while, Lord *

(Mrs. Wells sniffles)

* Just a little while, Lord *

(Mrs. Wells sniffles)

* Please *

(phone rings)

- [Voicemail] Please leave your message after the tone.

- Hey, baby. (sniffles)

It's your Grandma.

Have you heard anything, anything, from your sister?

I'm really starting to get worried. (sniffles)

Listen, I know you're still angry,

but please call me.

Please call me.

Grandma loves you.

* Lord *

(Mrs. Wells sniffles)

* Just a little while, Lord *

* Please *

(siren wails) (firetruck honks)

(police radio chatters)

- [First Responder] Is there anybody else?

(first responder shouts faintly)

(police radio chatters)

(investigators chatter)

(sirens wail)

(police radio chatters)

(camera clicks)

(Detective Hill sighs)

- [Detective Hill] I did not want my night to go like this.

- Is it Amanda?

- That's what she was wearing when she went missing.

- I hate this.

What are you thinking?

(Detective Hill grunts)

- Well, could have been a drug overdose.

But of course, we need the forensics report

before we can get the official cause of death.

Someone reported that the vehicle's been here for two

days.

The officer that responded found her dead inside.

They thought she was sleeping in this parking lot.

- All right, let's contact

the grandmother first thing in the morning.

We also need to contact the university

if this is a drug overdose,

others at the school could be using.

- All right, let's roll out.

(police radio chatters)

(solemn music)

- Yeah.

(both sigh)

- This is, this is always the hardest part of the job, huh?

- Yeah.

(doorbell chimes)

- Mrs. Wells, can we come in and speak with you?

- No.

God, please, no.

You found her, didn't you?

(Mrs. Wells sobs)

- [Lauren] Is it up yet?

- Not yet.

(Lauren sighs)

- But I mean, are you like, refreshing the screen?

- Dang, Lauren! Yes!

I refreshed it like three times already.

- Well, what the hell is taking them so long?

I mean, don't they have like TAs to grade this shit?

- Lord, y'all need to calm down.

I'm sure you did good on the test.

You see I'm not worried about it.

- Um, because you don't care about your grades, Stacey.

- Yes I do, actually.

I'm just not stressing like y'all.

Plus my professor said he was givin' a curve anyway,

so regardless, I'm good.

- It's up.

Yes!

I made a 100.

- [TV Character] Look at me.

I'm sick and tired of this too.

- Bet, I made one too.

- [TV Character] And you will never play

for this organization, ever again.

You know what that means?

- What?

- Bitch.

- You know what.

Are you gonna check your grade?

Maybe see what you made?

- It's not even that deep.

See, I made a 79.

A what?

- A C?

- Yeah, I passed.

- So, I'm good.

- Barely.

- Exactly.

You really cutting it close.

If it wasn't for that curve, you would've failed.

You don't get yourself cut from

the team if you're eating habits don't get you cut first.

- [Lauren] Mm, that part.

- Whatever.

I'm hungry.

Of course you are.

She's always eating.

(door clicks shut)

And you know she eating up all your food.

- [Jessica] That part.

(solemn music)

(lively news music)

(TV chimes)

- [News Reporter] Breaking news.

- [News Reporter 2] A tragic end in

the search for a missing...

- [Stacey] Y'all, come see this!

- [News Reporter] This is the end that

that family and friends feared most.

- Where's the remote?

- Police have identified

a body in a car, in an abandoned parking lot,

as university student Amanda Wells.

The cause of death is unknown.

The police believe that it could

be drug related and a possible overdose.

If anyone has information,

please call us at 555-TIPS.

(TV chimes)

- Shit.

- Y'all think she did that to herself?

- I don't know.

She was missing practice a lot.

I don't know where my head would

be at if I lost my parents the way she did.

- [Stacey] Right?

I mean, I guess I can ask my mom.

- Yeah.

- [TV Character] I need you to get that

through your thick ass skull.

- Is that her?

- No, it's Ryan.

He passed the test

so, he's good to play on Saturday.

- I see he's having a party afterwards.

- Bet, we in there.

- I'm not goin'.

- [TV Character] Hop your ass up here!

- Why not?

- Girl, what is it between you and him?

Why do you hate him so much?

- I just do, okay.

(Stacey laughs)

- What, Stacey?

- Girl.

You need to let it go.

- Let what go, exactly?

- We all heard the rumors.

You wanted him, he didn't want you.

Let it go.

- Wow.

- You don't know what the fuck you're talking about.

- Lauren, where are you going?

- [Lauren] Fuck her.

(Stacey gasps)

- Really, Stacey?

(door slams)

- What?

- I mean, it's true.

It happens all the time.

People get curved.

She needs to get over it.

- She's our friend.

- Don't do her like that.

And really, you don't even know what happened.

You weren't there. (scoffs)

- Girl, whatever.

You know what?

You don't have no food anyway so I'm out.

- [TV Character] Artis, where you at?

- I'll see you at the game tomorrow.

And then we are going to the after party.

And hopefully Lauren,

if she can get out her damn feelings.

(indistinct) don't care about you.

Where my shoes at?

- [TV Character] Place a goddamn mess.

(melancholy music) (phones ring)

(door taps)

- Yeah?

- [Mark] Hey.

- What are you doing here?

- We need to talk.

- Look, I know that I said

that I would be open to giving this a chance,

but if you keep pressing the issue,

you're just gonna push me away even more.

- I'm sorry.

I'm not trying to push you away.

I'm, I'm just trying to do things differently this time.

And being completely transparent with you.

- Listen, whatever it is, it's gonna have to wait.

We just found the body of that missing girl.

- That's why I'm here.

(door taps)

- Yeah?

- Sorry, I didn't know you had company.

You know, I can just...

- It's fine.

Mark, can we please talk about this later?

(Mark sighs)

- Sure.

- The autopsy report came back.

(papers rustle)

- So it was a drug overdose.

- Yeah.

But look at one of the blood samples.

- She was pregnant?

* No matter how good men ride *

* Broke guys don't get no love *

(door clicks loudly)

* Bought a half acre and a throne room for my family *

* Your Mom sleep without jammy-jams *

- Where's Lauren at?

- She came early.

Girl, I was not about to wake up that early.

He said from seven to ten.

- Your ass would wanna come at the last hour.

I shoulda just came with her and got it over with.

(water splashes)

- For what?

- [Coach turner] Ladies, hurry up.

I don't got all day.

- Coming coach.

- Come on, let's go.

I have to get this girl ready

for her appointment tonight.

- You just can't help yourself, can you?

- No.

(lively hip hop)

(party goers chatter)

* I told these niggas don't touch me *

* These niggas dusty *

* I told these bitches don't touch me *

* These bitches is musty *

* The money is all, twenties is all *

* The benjamins crusty *

* The money is all, benjamins is all *

* The benjamins crusty *

* I told these niggas don't touch me *

* These niggas dusty * * Dusty *

* I told these bitches don't touch me *

* These bitches is musty *

* The money is all, twenties is all *

* The benjamins crusty *

* The money is all, the benjamins is all *

* The benjamins crusty *

* Ay, ay *

* Be the last one to survive *

* You know they surprise me *

(Nyko cheers)

* Niggas searching for a handout like the Heisman *

* I got, I got *

(party goers chatter and laugh)

* Rule number one boy, you earn shit *

* You gotta learn shit * * Better work bitch *

(hip hop music continues)

- I see Nyko.

You gon' be all right?

- You gon' leave me by myself?

* Gettin pulled over was *

- Girl, you're not by yourself.

Look, look at all these people here.

Girl, you good.

Ay, I'ma come back and check on you.

* My favorite part when I rap is about all the real shit *

* How do y'all listen to rappers that ain't never did shit *

* I told these niggas don't touch me *

* These niggas dusty *

* I told these bitches don't touch me *

* These bitches musty, dusty *

* The money is all *

* The benjamins all *

* Them benjamins crusty *

* The money is all *

* The benjamins is all *

* Them benjamins crusty *

* I told these niggas don't touch me *

* These niggas dusty * * Dusty *

* I told these bitches don't touch me *

* These bitches musty, dusty *

* The money is all, twenties is all *

* The benjamins crusty *

* The money is all, them benjamins all *

* Them benjamins *

* The money is fixin' *

* Niggas come through and I'm hissin *

* Just looked at my pension told them I need and extension *

* I don't know what nigga *

(party goers chatter over music)

* Keep up that bumpin and dissin, uh *

* Waiters always put me on a fucked up reposition *

* We touchin and tuckin the biscuits *

* I know they don't want me livin' *

* Look, I bought me a cutlass and bought me civic *

* Then bought me a Honda then race *

(party goers chatter animatedly)

- Hi.

- Hi.

- So how do you like being on the track team so far?

- I like it.

- [Jessica] Coach is gon' be on you ass once

the season starts for you.

I hope you're ready.

- I'm ready. Let's get it.

- [Jessica] Salud.

(party goers chatter and laugh)

- Not a fan of the punch, I see. (chuckles)

First time?

- I don't get how y'all drink this stuff.

- I don't know who "y'all" is,

but yeah, it's not really for me.

- Hey, congrats on the win.

- Thank you.

So, where's your friend?

- Somewhere up there with Nyko.

Y'all are pretty close, aren't you?

- I wouldn't say all that.

I guess I just get in where I fit in.

I usually just stick to myself.

What about family?

Yeah, I'm not really close with them either.

What about you?

You close with your family?

- It's just me and my mom.

Well my dad was...

Nevermind.

It's complicated.

(party goers chatter and laugh)

- I thought you didn't like it?

- Guess I'm getting used to it.

(Michael chuckles)

(party goers chatter)

(Jessica clears throat)

(party goers chatter)

(hip hop music)

(party goers chatter loudly)

- So, what's that tattoo?

Oh, it is just some Chinese letters.

I don't even know if it says what it's supposed to,

to be honest with you.

But you know, I just did it as some stupid dare.

- So basically it could say, "I like dick."

For all you know.

- Um. (Stacey laughs)

I'm sure it doesn't say that.

- So, what now?

- What you mean?

- I mean like, are we together?

Are we just dating or...

- I mean...

We just havin' fun.

I'm not really looking for anything serious.

You know, I got scouts coming to look at me

and I got a chance to go pro, so.

I'm not tryna' to get tied down to anyone.

- Seriously?

(party goers chatter)

- What?

I mean, you can't really think I want you

to be my girlfriend, did you?

(Stacey scoffs)

- Wow.

Wow.

- What?

Stacey, come on.

We just havin' fun.

Come on.

Stacey!

(Nyko scoffs)

(party goers chatter)

(hip hip music)

- Ay, all right look, you might wanna slow down

on the punch.

(hip hop music)

(party goers chatter)

- I'm gonna go look for Stacey!

(hip hop music)

(party goers chatter)

* Ay, don't talk to me crazy *

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

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

* Don't want to talk *

Have you seen Stacey?

- I think she's upstairs.

* Black hoes, white hoes, Shawndras and Haileys *

* Fire exquisite my, arm is amazing *

* Just bout my main but you charmin' the bracelet *

* Lyrics is different, the bars is abrasive *

* Hop in the whip and the cars I be racin *

* The bars I be chasing, I'm dodgin' em' daily *

- Have you seen Stacey?

Is Stacey here?

(party goers chatter)

* Just as soon as I get y'all to find the remote *

* My life and my bros *

* I used to work nine to five for my clothes *

* Now I'm million designin' my clothes *

* You see that shit shine on the side of my whip *

(party goers chatter loudly)

- Stacey?

- Hold on.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Stacey's not here.

Oh, uh-uh, uh-uh.

Don't throw up.

Here. Come on.

Just sit right here.

(party goers chatter loudly)

(hip hop music)

* This is the life but I really don't know that *

* I touched the mic so you know it's a toe tag *

* Hoes say they iced when they want a man dough, man *

* Plus I keep all of my ice in my forehead *

* Got so much ice man I feel like a snowman *

* Hoes in my lineup you hate and got no man *

* Got so much ice man I feel like a snowman *

* She tryna' carpet my windows like, no man *

- Bro, what the fuck are you doin'?

- She's drunk bro.

- Obviously!

Wait, so you think that gives you

a pass to get with her?

- Man, chill bro.

I was just hoping her lay-

(fist smacks)

- Man, what the fuck is wrong with you man.

Oh, this is what you tryin'

to do huh? - Yeah, yeah.

- Ay, ay, ay!

- The fuck y'all fighting for?

- Ask this weirdo why he tryna' get

in bed with Jessica while she passed out drunk.

- For the last time, I was just helping her bro!

- Chill, chill.

- Ay, nah, nah.

Get her, get out!

Ay, Mike!

- Ay, get the fuck off!

- Everybody out!

Sick of this shit!

Ay, stupid!

You gotta go and you

gotta get these bitch ass people and get out.

Ay, come on!

Here she goes.

Ay, party canceled.

Party canceled.

(party goers chatter)

Cut, cut the fuckin music off too!

Party canceled!

Everybody out, man!

Ay, party canceled! Come on!

Get the fuck on!

I said come on, get the fuck on!

Everybody out, everybody out!

Cut the lights out!

Cut the music off!

Come on!

Ay, y'all get your asses up, bro!

- We aint getting no pizza?

Nah, fuck the pizza, man!

Come on!

Get y'all asses up.

Get out, get out, homie.

Thank you.

Fuck on. Get out.

(guests chatter)

- [Guest] I'm taking your foghorn.

- Go ahead.

- [Guest 2] No pizza?

- I appreciate you coming through.

We straight though, no pizza.

Uh-huh.

Have a good day.

Have a good day.

Bro, you washed.

Man, I don't wanna hear you, nigga.

- Come on, bro, be for real.

Come on. Just go.

Quiet up, nigga.

- Aight.

- Whatever, little nigga.

Fuck, man.

(door clicks)

Hatin' ass nigga.

It's time he finishes.

(suspenseful music)

(crickets chirp in the distance)

- Hey, you're awake.

- Where are we?

- We're at your house.

I brought you home.

- Oh.

Um, how do you know where I live?

- Stacey had told me when I offered to take you home.

- Stacey, was she okay?

Was she good to drive? I need to check on her.

- Stacey, Stacey was fine,

but yeah, definitely check

on her, make sure she made it home okay.

- What happened?

I don't remember much.

- Honestly, I don't even know.

I thought I saw Ryan trying

to do something to you while you were passed out.

So, punched his ass.

- Wait, what?

- Yeah and he claims

that he was just trying to help you sleep it off.

But, I don't know.

- Thank you.

Thank you for sticking up for me.

(Michael chuckles)

- It's not a problem.

(engine rumbles)

- Oh my God!

- What?

Who is that?

- That's my dad.

What is he doing here?

- I'm sorry, I gotta go.

- Okay.

Have a good night!

(door slams)

Fuck!

(door creaks)

(washer door clicks)

- Jessica?

What are you doing?

- [Jessica] Damn.

Did you just get in?

Uh, answer me young lady?

- Yes, Mom.

I just got back from the party.

- It is three in the morning.

I thought you were in bed already.

- Well, it's not like you were looking for me.

- Excuse me?

What is that supposed to mean?

- It means I saw Dad leave.

Were you with him?

Why was he here?

Were you with him?

Please do not tell me

that you're letting him back in this house

after everything he put you through!

Put this family through!

- It is none of your business.

(Jessica sighs)

- Have you been drinking?

- Maybe a little.

What?

I'm in college.

I went to a college party

and I had a few drinks.

What's the big deal?

- The big deal is you're not 21 yet, Jessica.

Were you not drinking before you turned 21?

Is that not how I got here?

- Uh-uh, you don't get to question me.

I'm the adult.

- I'm an adult too.

- Yeah.

Livin' in my house where I pay all the bills.

Not to mention paying for you to go to school

to get an education.

Not going to some college parties gettin' drunk.

- You barely pay for any of my education.

My scholarship takes care of most of that.

So let's not pretend like you're doing me any favors.

(hand smacks)

- Oh.

I'm, I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

- Wow.

- You know what?

Don't even worry about it.

I won't be here much longer.

So you and Dad can do whatever the hell you want.

- [Detective Roberts] Jessica.

Jessica!

(mysterious music)

(keys tap)

- The fuck?

Ugh, my password isn't working.

I probably need to just reset my password

or something 'cause it's not working.

(keys tap)

Is your computer working?

Jessica.

Jessica.

Jess!

- Huh?

- Are you okay?

You seem a little out of it.

Girl, what is wrong with you?

You not even listening.

- I'm fine.

Are you sure?

It's about your parents again, huh?

- Yeah, but, it's also about what happened at Ryan's party.

- What happened at Ryan's party?

- Michael found me in the room passed out with Ryan.

- What?

- Did he do something to you?

- No.

Well I don't, I don't know.

- What?

- Michael stopped it and then they ended up fighting

and then-

- [Lauren] Oh my gosh.

He told me that apparently, Ryan was

just trying to let me sleep it off.

- Okay, there you go.

Let's not jump to conclusions.

An accusation like that can ruin somebody's life.

- I'm sorry.

And where were you exactly?

- I was with Nyko.

Right.

Laid up with some guy when your friend needed you.

Jessica, listen to me.

You cannot trust him, okay?

Lauren, is there something I need to know?

Just forget about it.

- These football players think

that they can just do and say

what they want and I'm tired of it.

- Okay.

Did I miss something?

- Girl, I told you the rumor I heard.

- Yes, Stacey.

But I'm pretty sure there's more to the story.

- I don't know, friend.

I'm going to class.

(phone chimes)

(suspenseful music)

- [Jessica] Michael found me in

the room passed out with Ryan.

- [Lauren] What?

- [Jessica] Michael stopped it.

And then they ended up fighting.

- [Lauren] I'm sorry.

And where were you?

- [Stacey] I was with Nyko.

- You cannot trust him, okay?

These football players think

that they can just do and say

what they want and I'm tired of it.

(Lauren sniffles)

I was at a party at Ryan's house

and I had a little too much a drink.

But not too much to where I didn't know what was going on.

I liked him.

And he was being a complete gentleman.

At first.

(Lauren sniffles)

He was helping me gettin' in the bed so I can kind

of like, sleep it off.

But the, the next thing I knew

someone was pulling my dress up. (cries)

And he was sayin',

"It's okay.

Just take it." (sobs)

- I'm so sorry that this happened to you.

Is there anything else?

- I don't really remember much.

And I mean, it's like, his word against mine, right?

- Did he have any birth marks

or any distinctive tattoos that you can remember?

- Um, no, not really. (sniffles)

- Are you sure that you don't wanna press charges?

- No.

No, I just, I just wanna forget that it ever happened.

Please, please don't tell anyone.

Especially Jessica.

(melancholy music)

(Lauren cries)

(melancholy music)

(keys jingle)

(engine hums)

(door clicks)

(door slams)

(Jessica sighs)

- You aight?

- Yeah, I'm good.

Can we just get some food?

- Yeah, sure.

(engine rumbles)

(jazzy music)

* Don't rush this love *

* Don't rush *

* Don't rush this love *

* Don't rush *

* Don't rush this love * * ah *

* Don't rush this love *

* Don't rush this love *

* Don't rush *

- Do you wanna talk about it?

- About what?

- About what's going on?

You know, with your parents?

- What do you know about my parents?

- Nothin', I mean, people talk,

but I don't really get into all of that.

- Well, they're getting a divorce.

My dad cheated on my mom.

- Damn.

Sorry to hear that.

Do y'all know the woman he was cheating with?

- No.

He didn't wanna tell my mom.

Claims it meant nothing.

- So, if they're supposed to be gettin'

a divorce, why was your dad at the house the other day?

- I think my Mom wants to give him another chance.

Which is crazy to me

because what he did broke our family.

- [Michael] Right.

I'm sure it broke that other family too.

I mean, whoever he was cheating with.

* Makin' time if the time is right *

- Right.

* Makin' time if the time is right *

* Don't rush it it, baby *

(hip hop music)

* Whoo *

* Yeah *

* Yeah *

* Yeah *

* Tell me if I'm wrong *

* Yeah *

* Yeah *

* Ay *

* Tell me if I'm wrong *

- Thanks again.

- You're welcome.

- For everything, especially with the whole Ryan situation.

I really don't know what I would've

done if you weren't there.

- I'm glad I was.

I mean, somebody gotta teach his ass a lesson.

- Do you think I should report it to the school?

- I would say yeah, but, I don't know.

Since he claims he was just trying to help you

'cause you was drunk.

It's his word versus yours.

And you might get in trouble for underage drinking.

- Yeah, you have a point.

I guess you're right.

- Yeah, don't worry about it.

Karma gon' catch up with him.

- Right.

Well I guess I'll see you on campus tomorrow?

- Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow.

* Tell me if I'm wrong *

* They say it aint trickin if you got it *

* Ridin' around with a quarter deuces in my pocket *

* Yeah *

* Look, the mafia *

* They call me John Gotti *

* In the club stomping in my Gucci huaraches *

* Tell if I'm wrong *

* Back in hashi-tashi, yeah *

* Lamb chop it we doin' karate *

* Baby, I can keep a secret like Illuminati *

* Yeah, I gotta shoot a man that got the drugs, thank you *

* Tell me if I'm wrong *

(crickets chirp in the distance)

(keys tap)

(phone rings)

- Hello?

- Hey, I was just calling to check

on you, see how you doing.

- I'll be fine.

It's just too much going on.

Between my parents and this Ryan situation.

It's a lot for me to handle.

- If your mom wants to forgive your dad

and take him back, it's not much you can do about that.

Um, as it pertains to Ryan.

I don't know, friend.

He said he was tryna' help you.

- I don't know.

The way Lauren was acting made me think

maybe something was about to happen or maybe it already did.

- What do you mean?

- Think about it.

Why else would she be so upset and acting like that?

Maybe Ryan did something to her

and was about to do the same thing to me.

Only Michael just stopped it in time.

- I don't know.

I don't think Ryan is capable

of something like that.

And why would he? He can get any girl he wants.

- You sure are defending him.

- Listen.

I know what it feels like

to have your life ruined off of a false accusation.

The same thing happened to my dad.

This girl lied on him, came clean,

and it didn't even matter

because his reputation was already ruined.

He literally lost everything.

- Wow, I never knew that happened with your dad.

- Yeah, my mom doesn't like talking about it.

And I'm here, stuck growing up without a father.

- Look, just talk to Ryan.

Ask him.

- Yeah, I-I might do that.

Anyways.

I never asked what happened with you and Nyko.

- It's cool.

We just, we decided to just hook up and leave it at that.

- And that's all you wanted from him?

- Yeah!

Girl, you know I'm not trying to be tied down.

Anyway, um, it's getting late.

Um, I'll see you tomorrow.

- All right

(mysterious music)

(mysterious music continues)

(mysterious music continues)

(traffic drones)

(curtain crinkles)

(phone rings)

- [Ryan] Stephanie?

Baby, I told you I was gonna call you girl.

- Mm-hm, it took you long enough.

- Did you finish that paper for me?

- Yes, Ryan.

You know I got you.

- You see that's why you end up with one girl.

Did you wanna come over?

- Mm, it's kinda late.

It's like two o'clock in the morning.

(door bell rings)

- Hold on.

Someone's at my door.

- Who?

- Lemme call you right back.

- You promise?

- Yeah, baby. I promise.

- Okay.

(eerie music)

- Goddamn.

(door creaks)

- What you doing here so late?

(Ryan grunts and groans)

(eerie music continues)

(door clicks shut)

- Really, Stacey?

Give me back my phone.

- No!

I'm tired of you looking like a lost puppy.

Girl, I'ma get you laid.

- That's your problem.

You're too busy trying

to sleep your way around the whole university

to mask your daddy issues.

Not everyone's a slut like you.

- Really?

- Yo, you just brought my dad into this.

- Lauren.

Chill out.

- Whatever.

Oh, and here comes your latest subject.

- [Michael] What's good bro?

- Shit, y'all heard about Ryan?

- No. What about him?

- He was murdered last night.

- Shut up.

- Nah, I'm serious.

- Wait, someone really killed Ryan?

Who would do something like that?

- I gotta go.

- Well I don't have nothing to worry about

because I was nowhere near that party.

- Stacey, can we talk?

(Stacey sighs)

- We don't have anything to say to each other.

- Come on.

I know you not mad.

I mean, we had a good time.

(water splashes)

- Kiss my ass, dick boy.

- [Detective Roberts] Did he have any birthmarks

or any distinctive tattoos that you can remember?

(mysterious music)

- [Jessica] Lauren.

Are you okay?

- I gotta go.

Wait, why? What?

Lauren!

(mysterious music continues)

(nails tap)

(door clicks open)

- Ms. Washington, sorry for keeping you waiting.

Thank you for helping us.

- No problem.

- So, um, according to Ryan's phone records,

your number was the last one that he called before he died.

Did he say anything on the phone about

someone coming over to the house?

- No, but he was just really shocked for someone

to even come over that late.

- Really?

Did he say who was at the door?

- No.

He was supposed to call me back,

but he never did.

- Got it. Thank you.

Well, hey, if you can think of anything else,

please don't hesitate to call, okay?

Thank you.

(door clicks closed)

(mysterious music continues)

- Lauren!

Lauren!

Slow down!

(door slams)

Lauren, what is going on?

- Just get in the car.

Come on!

(door slams)

(door slams)

- What is wrong?

- I made a mistake.

- Mistake?

W-what mistake, Lauren?

I thought it was Ryan.

This whole time, I thought Ryan...

- You thought Ryan what?

- Fuck. (cries)

- Lauren, please just tell me what's going on.

If Ryan did something I need to know.

(Lauren laughs)

- Come on Lauren, you're drunk.

- I know. I know.

But I like you, Ryan. (giggles)

Ryan, do you think I'm pretty?

- I think you're very pretty.

Pretty drunk.

(Lauren laughs)

- You're so funny, Ryan.

Come on.

- [Lauren] Okay.

Just lay down.

Sleep it off.

Yeah, go ahead and get your pillow.

(mysterious music)

(door clicks shut)

(door clicks shut)

- Ryan?

Is that you?

- [Nyko] Yeah, it's me.

* Come back to check on me *

(Lauren giggles)

- That tickles.

Ryan.

(Nyko shushes)

- [Nyko] Just take it.

- Wait, so Nyko raped you?

Why didn't you say anything?

Because I didn't even remember.

Ryan was the one that walked me to the room.

- We can go to my mom.

We can report it to her and you can press charges.

- No.

It's too late.

- What do you mean?

Why is it too late, Lauren?

Did, did you kill Ryan?

- What?

No! Of course not!

- I just don't understand why it's too late.

- Just, it doesn't matter.

Listen, I need to get home.

(phone chimes)

- Who is that?

It's just my mom.

She wants me to meet her at home.

Can you drop me off?

Yeah, just,

just please don't say anything

until I figure this out.

Please!

- Okay, I won't.

(keys jingle)

(car beeps)

(engine hums)

(crickets chirp in the distance)

(door clicks shut)

(sandals clack)

- Mom.

Mom?

(sandals clack)

(eerie music)

Mom? (sighs)

(door clicks shut)

Mom?

Why would she tell me to come home if she's not even home?

Makes no sense.

(phone rings)

Detective Hill?

- Hey, hey, Jessica.

I just was wondering, have you heard from your mom at all?

- You don't know where she is either?

I've been looking for her.

I just came home and I think my friends are in trouble.

I really need to talk to her, but she's not here.

- Okay, um.

It's cool.

I'll go check her office

and then I'll, um, I'll let you know.

- Okay.

I'll try calling her again.

- Okay.

Bye.

(detective hill sighs)

(phone vibrates)

- What?

(sandals clack)

Why would she leave her phone?

(door creaks)

(gun smacks)

(birds chirp in the distance)

(traffic drones)

- Okay.

Come on, man.

Come on, come on, come on, come on,

come on, come on, come on.

Come on, man.

Now you not answering?

Okay.

Uh...

- All right.

Yo, Roberts. Okay.

Me and Jessica been trying to get ahold

of you and now I'm calling her.

And now Jessica's not answering.

So, ay, if I don't hear from either one

of y'all in the next 30 minutes, I'm, I'm coming over.

'Cause I'm, I'm getting worried.

I'm getting concerned.

Hit me back, please.

(eerie music)

(detective Hill sighs)

(Mark moaning)

(eerie music)

(Jessica pants)

- Mom!

What's going on?

- I don't know, baby.

Hey!

Hey!

I-I'm a detective with the Houston Police Department.

You need to untie us now.

- [Jessica] Please, please, just let us go. (sobs)

Please, I'm begging you!

- Surprise! (laughs)

- Michael?

What is this?

What's going on?

Did you kill Ryan?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, Miss Accusations.

Actually I didn't.

Yeah, I can't take credit for that one.

Looks like his demise caught up with him

and somebody decided to take matters into they own hands.

- I don't, I don't understand why you're here.

Why do you have us tied up?

- Well, since you asked.

'Cause your daddy gotta pay

for what he did to my family,

My Mom.

My Dad.

And my sister.

(Mark groans)

- Son, you don't want-

- [Michael] I'm not your fuckin' son!

- What is going on, Mark?

Do you wanna tell em', or should I?

- Okay, look, Nicole, I'm having second thoughts.

- Why Mark?

We have plans for us to be together.

I thought you loved me.

- Look, I care about you, okay?

But I-I just don't know if I can do this.

I can't leave my wife and Jessica.

But you said you were unhappy in your marriage

and she never had time for you and Jessica.

All those lonely nights.

Who was there for you?

It's supposed to be me, you, and Amanda.

That's the plan.

Yes, I said those things

and meant that it at the time.

Look, my marriage is complicated,

but my family means everything.

What about James?

What about Michael?

They will be fine.

Michael is grown now.

He can handle himself.

And James will be fine.

Trust me.

He will get over it.

- Look, I'm sorry I can't.

- Well, what was all this then?

Just a lie?

I've loved you for all these years.

I hated when you chose her over me all those years ago.

But you came back into my life

and made all these promises to me.

- Nicole, I'm sorry.

Now, I gotta go home.

Don't call me again.

- Your Dad was having an affair with my Mom.

She was gon' to leave our family

to be with his bum ass. (snickers)

Oh, and does Jessica and her mom know

that Amanda was your biological daughter?

- Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Dad, what is he talking about?

Michael?

Michael, listen to me.

They have nothing to do with this.

Just let 'em go.

- What is he talking about, Dad?

Is it true?

(Mark whimpers)

- It's true.

It's true.

(Jessica sobs)

- But, Amanda, she and I are the same age.

So that means...

- He's been having an affair for 20 years.

- Ding, ding, ding!

She was ready to give up everything for you.

When my Dad found out, he begged her to stay,

but I guess she loved you more.

She was gon' take Amanda and run away

with this piece of shit.

- Really, Daddy?

- I'm sorry.

- Sorry don't fuckin' fix it!

'Cause one day my Dad decided he wasn't going lose his wife.

So me and my sister had to watch our Dad kill our Mom

and then kill himself.

- The murder-suicide?

That's the woman you cheated on me with.

- Ding, ding, ding.

Right again, Detective Roberts.

Amanda couldn't handle the loss.

She came to you after our parents died!

Hell, you were the only parent she had left.

Oh, oh, yeah.

They knew about each other.

This motherfucker right here.

This motherfucker didn't want nobody to know the truth.

So he shut Amanda out,

which led to her overdose.

- Mark, how could you do this?

How could you put her family through this?

- Michael, Michael, I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry, Michael.

Listen to me.

Put the gun down.

You don't wanna to do this.

- I got nothing else to live for.

You took everything from me.

Now, I'll take everything from you.

(Detective Hill sighs)

(gun pops)

(Jessica screams and cries)

- All right, this is Detective Hill.

Shots fired at 927 Miller Lane.

I repeat, shots fired at 927 Miller Lane.

I'm requesting backup.

(suspenseful music)

(car door thumps)

(Detective Hill breathes deeply)

- Okay, okay.

Oh, fuck. Oh.

(Detective Roberts sobs)

- Michael, listen to me.

You don't wanna do this.

You don't wanna go to prison for the rest of your life.

- Do I look like I give a fuck about some damn prison?

I just said I ain't got nothing else to live for.

- Did you copy?

I'm not getting a response fast enough, all right.

My partner's in there

and if you guys don't respond fast enough, I'm going in.

Fuck!

Okay, okay, okay.

Fuck it! Okay.

Look, you got your revenge.

You killed him.

You can just walk away from this and,

and I won't say anything.

You, you have my word.

- I don't believe a word you say.

Nor do I give a fuck.

Look, he took my family away from me.

It's the only right that I take his.

(object rattles in the distance)

(gun clatters)

Ah, you bitch!

(Detective Roberts groans)

(intense music)

(elbow thuds)

(Detective Roberts whimpers)

(Detective Roberts gags and grunts)

- Stop! (pants)

Let her go.

- What you gon' do with that?

Do it.

- [Detective Roberts] Do it!

- Do it!

(gun pops)

(body thuds)

(Jessica sobs)

- Okay. (shushes)

It's okay, it's okay.

Gimme the gun.

It's okay.

(Jessica continues sobbing)

All right, come on.

Get up, get up.

We got a hostile.

Hostile down.

Come on.

(feet tapping)

(eerie music)

(solemn piano music)

- I just can't believe he's gone.

I know, just...

- I just saw him the other day.

- [Relative] Did you?

- Yeah.

- [Relative] So sad.

(attendees chatter softly)

- Thank you.

(solemn piano music continues)

- Are you okay?

- Mm.

Not really.

But I will be.

- [Lauren] I cannot believe that Michael did all of this

and that he was Amanda's brother.

- All because of my Dad's affair.

- It's crazy what people will do for love.

- Plus killing Ryan?

Why do you think he did that?

- Actually, I'm not sure anymore.

He admitted to doing all of this for revenge.

But he said he didn't kill Ryan.

- But, you don't believe him, do you?

- I honestly don't know what to believe anymore.

But what I do know is that Ryan died for nothing.

At least the right person was charged for your rape.

I'm really proud of you.

- Thank you.

- Her grandmother gave us her journal.

Open it to the bookmarked page.

- [Amanda] I'm so sorry to leave everyone like this.

This has been too much for me.

So I'd rather be with my mom.

I'm too young to have a baby.

I don't want anyone to know that I cheated

on Ryan with Nyko and he's the father.

- So, Nyko was the father of Amanda's baby?

- Yeah.

Tragic.

Poor kid thought that

the only thing she could do was end her life, instead

of the world knowing the truth.

I just, uh, I just wish she would've talked to somebody.

- I mean, all of this is so sad

and everything coming out about Nyko.

At least we were able

to get justice for these families.

- Uh, not quite.

Turns out, Michael didn't kill Ryan.

What?

His grandmother gave him an alibi

that he was at home

and you could literally see him coming home on the cameras.

- So, I guess the investigation is ongoing then?

- Yes, it is.

But I know how much you're going through

and I, I can just put somebody else on the case.

- No, work distracts me and I'll figure it out.

Just leave it to me.

I got it.

Okay?

- Okay.

But if you need anything-

- [Detective Roberts] I got this.

- Just call me, okay?

- Thank you.

(door creaks)

- If Michael didn't kill Ryan, I'm sure they'll figure

out who actually did.

I mean, at least I hope so.

- Yeah.

I'm gonna go check on my mom,

but I'll be right back.

- [Stacey] Okay.

- [Lauren] Okay.

(sad piano music)

- [Stacey] Are you okay?

- Yeah.

Yeah, you know, I just, I feel bad for her.

(sad piano music)

- I dunno, the way Lauren was acting made me think

maybe something was about to happen

or maybe it already did.

What do you mean?

- Think about why else would she be

so upset and acting like that?

Maybe Ryan did something

to her and was about to

the same thing to me only Michael just stopped it in time.

- [Stacey] I don't know.

I don't think Ryan is capable of something like that.

And why would he?

He can get any girl he wants.

- [Jessica] You sure are defending him.

- [Stacey] Listen, I know what it feels like

to have your life ruined off of a false accusation.

(eerie piano music)

(eerie piano music continues)

- Goddamn.

(door creaks)

Hey, what you doing here so late?

(Ryan grunts)

(eerie piano music continues)

- That's for Lauren and my daughter you piece of shit!

(door clicks shut)

(eerie piano music continues)

- [Jessica] Mom?

- Yeah?

- [Jessica] Are you coming back?

- Yeah, I'm coming back.

(shoes clack)

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(hip hop music fades)