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[Man] Previously on Route 187.

Don't take the bus tomorrow.

Okay.

William, you're on TV.

Shit, another murder.

Some incident on a city bus.

Paul didn't make it.

You thinkin' about getting revenge?

I ain't no bitch, Momma Sims.

[Mason] A man and teenage boy are dead tonight.

This was to be the last edition of the South Winslow Times.

I will continue to write for him and for Paul.

[screams]

Ms. Mims.

I just wanted to say...

Yes?

I've been praying for you.

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Thank you. I appreciate that.

Wrap your arms around her, Lord God.

Keep her safe, Lord God.

Lend her peace, God.

[phone ringing]

Hello. No.

What?

No. I-I'm comin'. Hold on.

I'm comin', I'm comin'.

Oh God, please. Oh God, please.

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God, please.

Come on, bus.

[applauding]

[Judge Proctor] Lisa, we didn't mean to make you cry.

We just want you to know that we love you

and we are here for you.

And if there's anything we can do, we're at your disposal.

I just couldn't sit home any longer.

And Terrell was everywhere. He's all I could see.

-I could even smell him. -We love you, Miss Lisa.

Thank you, thank you.

Thank you.

Well, get yourself together.

I've canceled our morning docket, okay?

Okay, thank you.

Thank you.

Oh, this is beautiful. Thank you.

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Thank you.

Excuse you!

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

[Man] Here you go.

Thank you.

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Somebody ring the bell?

[Renee] Oh, God. Oh, God.

That's my house.

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* When I was young It was rough *

* Didn't know how little I had *

* I walked the streets of the city *

* Saw what happens when a life goes bad *

* Every day my pop would say *

* Go away and don't look back *

* So I left to find my dream *

* But this is where my heart is at *

* Yeah-ah-ah *

* In the city's rain is where I see things *

* And the mess it makes *

* On the street *

* No shield for me I keep walking *

* Just like grass grows out of the stone looks like me *

* It keeps growing out of old concrete *

* Yeah, yeah *

* Looks like me *

* Oh Lord, I said it looks like me *

* Looks like me *

* Oh, oh, oh I'm trying to see me *

* Hmm, mm, mm *

* In South Winslow *

This is my stuff. Stop!

Oh, my God, this is my stuff!

Oh, my God.

[Woman] Oh, my God. She's being evicted.

This is all of my stuff!

Give me my stuff!

This is my stuff!

Stop. Give me my--

Mama!

This is my baby's stuff!

[screams]

Leave her alone! Leave her stuff alone!

[Man] Damn, that's fucked up.

[crying loudly]

This is my son's stuff!

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You all right, Miss Pearl?

It just breaks your heart.

It's rough out here.

[Pearl] What's that poor girl gon' do?

-Was that her son? -Yes.

It just breaks your heart.

This my stop.

It's messed up how they just throw yo' stuff on the ground.

And those people were stealing her stuff.

Jesus.

But by the grace of God, there go I.

I didn't hear you.

[Pearl] Nothing. Be careful.

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Ooh, ooh.

Tyron, just grab what you need!

This my game system.

Boy, I'm talking about food and stuff that we need.

Hurry up, Tyron!

I am.

I want you to meet your brother and sister

right up the block when they get off this bus.

I don't want them seeing none of this, okay?

Tyron, Tyron, is that the bus?

Uh, yeah.

Go, go, Tryon. Tyron, leave that.

Go, go, go, go.

I want y'all to hurry up and go to Miss Stu's, okay?

Boy, if you don't forget about that game.

Hurry up.

My mama said, are you giving anything away?

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* Did you really lose them *

* Or did you find out the truth *

* Did you really leave them *

Roshawn!

[Roshawn] What?

* Did you set yourself free *

* It's hard because *

* It's unfamiliar *

* But don't you want more *

* Choose *

* Choose yourself *

* Even if you go alone *

* Choose Choose yourself *

Roshawn!

Come fasten this bra for me.

* Do you really love him *

* Or do you need his approval *

* Could he have and hold you *

* Are you just ready to settle down *

* It's hard because

* It's unfamiliar *

What?

Come fasten this bra for me.

I swear a girl must have put on a few pounds.

You didn't cook?

Yeah. I made salmon croquettes and rice.

That's what's up.

I was calling for you to eat two hours ago.

I was asleep.

Yeah. You gon' sleep yo' life away.

* One life to lead *

[Reporter] A nine-year-old Metro girl has a new lease on life

thanks to surgery at the hospital for sick children.

Tracy Hooper was given the liver of a nine-year-old

accident victim in a four-hour operation.

And police are asking for the public's help in connection

with the brutal murders of WTA bus driver, Paul Crawford

and local high school athlete, Terrell Coleman.

Both were beaten to death on a city bus driven by Crawford.

The three suspects were caught on the bus' surveillance camera.

Police are asking that you look at your screen right now.

If you see these three men,

if you know anything about there whereabouts,

police are asking that you call Crime Solvers.

In South Winslow, I'm J.T. Haywood.

Fuck.

What you about to do now?

[Christina] I got dance practice.

Okay, when you gon' dance for me?

The fuck?

[Devon] Nah, but for real, when we gon' chill?

Boy, bye.

'Cause you don't even answer your phone when I call.

-When I-- -Hey Devin?

It's Devon.

Yeah, Devon.

-What up? -Hey, you got a minute?

No, I'm about to leave.

Boy, stop lying. Coach Lowe, he got time.

And he needs someone to talk some sense into him.

Where you goin'?

Whatever.

Coach Lowe, ask him why he ain't been in math class in weeks.

You dirty.

-Is that true? -What?

Math class.

What you need, Coach?

Listen, a lot of us are very worried about you.

You ain't got to worry about me.

You need to be worried about them niggas

that killed my brother.

Now what the hell is that supposed to mean?

What you think?

You know your brother really loved you.

I love him, too, so...

So you gotta make it up out of here.

Listen, South Winslow eats young brothers alive, man.

Terrell wanted to make it up out of here.

It's all he ever talked about.

You know, he would always come to me and tell me that

he gotta make it up out of here for you and his mother.

So, you honor his name by making it up out of here.

Thanks for the pep talk, Coach.

-[Coach Lowe] Hey, yo Devin... -It's Devon.

What?

Listen, uh...

I really loved your brother.

And uh, if you ever need anything,

I'm here.

Okay, Coach.

I gotta go handle some business.

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[Roshawn] Can you leave the back door open if you leave?

[sighs] Where are you going?

I'm gon' mess with a shawty real quick.

What about Emp and his boys? They looking for you.

I know.

I can't believe y'all killed that boy.

Hey, yo, what the--

Hey, don't say no shit like that!

[Miss Stu] Nigga, fuck you. This is my house.

Emp ain't gon' kill me. I make too much money.

You know, it's you cocky motherfuckas that get smoked

in those streets, Roshawn.

Emp ain't gon' like you bring all that heat to the hood.

I'm gonna be right back.

Roshawn, I would not be going out there if I were you.

With yo' ugly ass wig.

Fuck you.

Pick me up some bud and lady pads on your way back.

I got it.

And be careful.

Use the side streets, and don't be out there too long.

Damn, Stu.

Real talk, you're worse than my mama.

[Miss Stu] I'm not your mama.

Then stop actin' like it!

And I ain't ever tried to be your mama.

I always cared about her even through all her heroin shit.

And I care about you.

And she asked me to look after you.

And that's the only reason I'm letting your ass

hide in my motherfuckin' house.

You know you pull me in your shit

if they find I'm hiding you here?

I ain't gon' let that happen.

Nobody even knows we know each other.

I ain't gonna never let anything happen to you, Stu.

I'll be back. Chill the fuck out.

[Miss Stu] And I hope you noticed young heifer,

they use these young fast girls to set young niggas up like you.

Miss Stu, Miss Stu!

[Miss Stu] What's all that noise?

-Our mama told us to come here. -Well, where's your mama at?

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That's her clerk. Come on.

-[Tory] Hi, Miss. -Hi.

Sorry to disturb y'all's party, but--

We're not having a party. What do you need?

This is Virginia Henderson.

[Lisa] Hi.

Um, Tamara Henderson's grandmother.

I see the judge. Can I speak with her?

Sure.

-Judge Proctor, this is-- -Toriella Martin.

Yes, I'm a DCFS caseworker.

I've been in your court a few times.

What's going on?

This is Virginia Henderson.

She is the grandmother of Tamara Henderson,

one of my clients.

She was in your court a little over a week ago.

Okay.

You held her in contempt of court.

-I did? -Yes.

Wait.

That young lady that cursed me to the moon and back?

[Tory] Yes, Judge.

[Judge Proctor] Oh Lord, she was a common little thing.

[Tory] Uh, Judge, this is--

That common little thing's grandmother.

And she's not a thing. She's a lovely, beautiful girl.

She's a mother. And she's my granddaughter.

Judge, we have not heard from Tamara in over a week.

Is it possible that she's still in custody?

But I only gave her one night in custody

as far as I can remember.

Unless while she was in custody, they realized she has a warrant

on an outstanding charge or something.

Lisa, can you pull the files on--

Tamara Henderson.

That thing, she has a name.

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[screaming]

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William Preston, 18 years old.

Okay, we have him under surveillance.

His grandmother's is the only address we have on him.

What kind of priors does he have?

No priors, but still...

Hey, it's us or them. We're bringing the full team.

Well, I hope you get him.

The mayor's calling me every day.

Fuck that bitch. What about the other two perps?

[Finley] Still at large. We'll get them.

The police reveal the names?

No, we held that back.

Didn't want the perps to know we identified them already.

Just came in.

Woman's body found by a nun down at the Catholic church.

-Which one? -St. Roses.

Never a dull moment. All right, I'm on my way.

Okay, we'll get this William asshole for you tonight.

All right. Thanks, Jeff.

You know how we do.

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Tyron, you sure can eat to be so little.

That's what my mama always say.

Y'all had enough, Keyon and Yani?

[Tyron] Y'all don't hear Miss Stu talking to y'all?

-They good, Miss Stu. -All right.

-She a man? -What?

She a man.

You better stop. Mama gon' give you a whoopin'.

-Well, hello there. -Hello.

-Hey, Stu. -Hey, Miss Mason.

Tyron, take your brothers in the bedroom.

Put that TV on for y'all.

Whoo.

Who these children?

Come over from Abernathy.

I'm here for your help with these rhoids, child.

I'll work on that when I get back.

Right now, talk about Abernathy.

[Mason] What's over there?

I got a story for that paper of yours.

Well, why didn't you say that? I need a story.

-I don't have that much time. -Now you wanna rush a girl?

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-Who is she? -We don't know.

-No I.D.? -Nothing. She was naked.

-Who found her? -A nun.

They're transferring her to County General.

She okay?

She's just old.

She stumbled over the body and passed out.

-I'll need to talk to her. -Yeah.

Looks like she was strangled.

And obviously beaten up.

But did that kill her?

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What's your story?

-You Terrell's brother? -What's up?

You're Terrell's brother, huh?

Yeah.

He played on my team.

That's what's up.

You know, I think I seen you at some of the games.

Yeah. I'm sorry about what happened.

Niggas is foul.

They gonna get theirs. You feel me?

[Aaron] Mm-hmm.

Bitch-ass motherfuckas.

[Aaron] Your brother was a good dude, man.

I'm praying for your family.

-Thanks, homie. -You got it.

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[Miss Stu] Oh, my God. Stop. Let me out.

[door closes]

Oh. Oh, my God.

[sobbing]

-My baby's stuff. -[Miss Stu] I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Shh.

Oh, my God.

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-Ro? -What up?

You're tall.

What? What you thought? You thought I was short?

So, who up at your spot? Who live there with you?

My grandma.

-Damn. It's like that? -Yeah.

[tires squeal]

[Roshawn] Oh, shit!

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Get his phone, nigga.

I got it.

Get your filthy--

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