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Previously onWill Trent...

Special Agent Mitchell is under arrest for shooting a cop.

Special Agent Mitchell was defending herself

against a criminal, and she's coming home with me.

I saw someone today that I hoped I would never see again.

I feel exactly like I did when I was 15.

I feel powerless.

But the fact that I'm here right now means I'm in control.

What's my name, Trent?

It's Faith Mitchell.

- I investigated your mother. - No.

You ended her 30-year, highly decorated

law enforcement career.

What's going on? You can tell me.

It was nothing.

I'm just really glad that Faith is okay.

Hey, Sean! You expecting company?

Hey, Uncle Pete! You seeing this?

Run!

It was a massacre. One shooter?

Yep. Picked them off one by one.

Not sure why GBI needs to be involved.

Here to help. You got IDs?

This is the Elmsway family.

Laura Elmsway, her son, Sean, brother Pete,

and his wife, Gladys.

And the shooter?

Working on an ID.

Uh, fentanyl!

Oh, my gosh, it's fentanyl, and I touched it!

Am I gonna die?!

Pretty sure that's laundry detergent.

Just wash your hands.

Either way, you'll be fine.

Not helping the cause, Barnes.

That stuff'll kill ya.

I'd rather look stupid than be dead.

Mission accomplished, snowflake.

You find any drugs on the premises?

Haven't searched yet, but

Sean has had a history of dealing.

That cluster of bullets don't match the shooter's gun.

Was there a second shooter?

- There's someone behind the logs! - Get down!

- Aah! - Damn it.

We've got an active shooter at the Elmsway place.

Cover me. I'll get your guy.

Yep.

Come on. Okay, come on.

Keep flushing him out.

I take it back.

Delighted to have you with us, Agent Trent.

How you doing, kid?

I am fine.

Look, we both know coming back to desk duty

after administrative leave is punishment.

It's procedure.

Whatever. I'm fine with it.

Hmm. You know, I'm starting to think you picked me

to be your peer counselor

'cause you think I'm a little dumb.

Look, I watched Tate Grillo

put a bullet in an innocent man's head.

I am not losing sleep over shooting him.

Nevertheless, I assume you didn't become a cop to kill people.

Obviously.

You know, it's a cold, hard fact that you took a life.

It's a big deal.

And the day it's not a big deal

is the day that you're a menace to society.

Real talk, Faith.

It ain't gotta be me, but you need to talk to somebody.

Enjoy.

♪ Your dreams ♪

♪ Feel like they're fallin' apart ♪

♪ You need to find a brand-new start ♪

♪ But you're almost afraid to be true to yourself ♪

♪ Oh, but it's all right ♪

- ♪ All right ♪ - ♪ Once you get past the pain ♪

♪ Past the pain ♪ - ♪ You'll learn to find your love again ♪

One of the authors of

the best-selling new book on marriage and relationships...

definitely a-a true self-help book.

Yeah, well, um...

Ma? What...

This is worse than I thought.

Mom, what are you doing here?

Franklin said you needed some help.

My God, this place is a mess.

What is the TV doing on in the middle of the day?

I really don't need any help,

and I'm sure you have other things to do.

Oh, baby, I'm retired, remember?

Oh, my God.

They murdered the entire family.

Went inside the trailers like they were looking for something.

Sheriff says drugs.

Still, injured or not, you'd think the shooter

would want to get the hell out of here.

Maybe he was lingering because, uh,

he really wanted those drugs.

He was hoping we wouldn't find them.

Hey. Hey.

It's okay.

It's all right.

My name's Will.

I'm with the Georgia Bureau of Investigation.

Do you wanna come out?

Hey, I have a game. Maybe you want to play?

Okay, so, first thing is, um...

I'm gonna need you to give me your hand.

Here you go.

Yeah, look at you scooting out of there.

Good job.

Next thing, if it's okay with you, I'm gonna pick you up.

Here we go. Hang on.

Hold on to me. Keep those eyes closed.

All right.

All right.

Keep those eyes closed, all right? No cheating.

Eyes are closed? You're fine.

Hey. Yeah, I'm fine.

What do we know about the shooter?

His name's Gary Keller.

He and the other shooter, Eric Young, now dead,

they, uh, were in and out of prison since they were teens.

B&E, robbery, and a whole gamut of drug offenses.

What about the dead family?

One of the men, Sean Elmsway, has a history of dealing heroin.

So drug deal gone wrong? Territory skirmish?

Maybe. But if this was about drugs,

there's one problem...

- Where are the drugs? - Exactly.

Who's that?

No one. What about your witness?

Not talking. Mm, no one knows who he is.

There's no record of a child at that address.

I'll see what I can get out of him.

Keep you posted.

Yeah, please do.

Ma, this is my case, so can you not...

What? You don't think my 30 years

of law enforcement experience might come in handy?

We used to always talk through your cases together.

Oh, you think you know everything now.

I had a similar case in '95...

Actually, I was hoping to get through this one

without breaking any laws or being disgraced, so no.

Hurtful.

Your generation is very good at blame.

My generation?

Are you kidding me? You always...

Wow.

You know, you can still be snippy with me, dearheart,

but remember, I am still your mother.

You've been through something serious,

and I wish you'd talk to me.

Hey.

You ever gonna tell me your name?

It's all right.

You can talk when you're ready.

How about I call you Scoot for now,

since you're so good at scooting?

You hungry, Scoot?

I got somebody you should meet.

So, I guessed chicken nuggets, but I also got a ton

of fries and...

a Cod of Love fish sandwich.

Maybe you're the one person who likes it.

Thank you, Nico.

Could you, uh, pick up a few clothes for him,

and a toothbrush, too?

Sure thing.

Scoot, I know it's scary,

but I'm gonna have to ask you some questions

about what happened because it's very important

that we find the bad guys who did this.

You don't have to talk if you don't want to.

But maybe you can let me know if I'm thinking the right way?

These sauces are the trailers,

and, uh, these fries are the highway.

Where did you stay?

The barbecue trailer.

That was Mr. and Mrs. Elmsway.

Are they related to you?

Scoot...

I'm very sorry for your loss.

So, the bad guys are the chicken nuggets,

and they drive on in.

What did you see?

Run!

You see anybody else?

Keep looking!

There was a third chicken nugget?

Had you ever seen him before?

You remember what he looked like?

Was he my size? Taller?

He's tall like Wesley?

That's good.

Any chance you remember what he was wearing?

White shirt?

Blue shirt?

Black shirt?

Look at you.

You must be part elephant, with a memory like that.

Will, there's, uh, someone that's...

What's wrong with your face?

Oh, I get it.

Okay, so, you know, before human beings reach adulthood

and they report to work, they are small.

We call them children.

Actually, I should start with babies.

When two people are in love,

they give each other a special hug,

and a seed gets planted.

Why aren't you ripping my head off?

- Who do you have in the box? - Known associate of one of our victims.

They were up to no good together.

What? Do you think he has information

on the cartel connection?

I'm gonna talk to him now.

Can you, uh, keep the child company,

or is that below your pay grade?

Of course. Carolyn! Get me some crayons.

It's so messed up, man.

I mean...

Sean?

You and Sean were arrested together

on drug charges a few years back.

Who was he dealing for? Did you know his supplier?

I don't know, "dealing"?

That might be too strong a word.

I mean, Sean sold a little of his own supply

to a few of his buddies every once in a while.

That's about it.

What do you know about a 6-year-old boy,

possibly living with Sean?

Uh, there was a cousin used to hang around.

Um, Kimmy? Klara? Klia?

I-I heard she was knocked up a few years back.

Can you describe her?

A skinny girl in a hoodie.

Man, I was high all the time back then.

I'll put that very detailed description

into the computer and see what I get.

Thank you.

Oh, is this the one?

So, this guy says Sean Elmsway

was just a recreational user, nothing more.

- You think he's lying? - Or he was being lied to.

Maybe Elmsway didn't want his buddy being collateral damage

in case things went down with the cartel.

Well, that didn't help his family.

Agent Trent?

Susan Whitlock.

I'm here from Child Protective Services.

We have a temporary placement

with a foster family for him tonight.

Hey, bud.

Hey, you know, why don't you, uh,

go grab a snack with Caroline

while I talk to this nice lady, hm?

All right, thank you.

See you in a bit.

Right this way.

Who is this family?

I'm not sure what you're asking me.

How much time have you spent there, recently?

Agent Trent, I don't understand

why you're questioning this placement.

In 1998, the last foster home that I was placed in,

they told me it was great, too.

Then, one day, "Mommy"...

Because that's what she liked to be called...

Mommy was mad because I wore a wrinkled shirt to Sunday school.

I made her look bad.

But she smiled right on through it.

Then when we got home,

she decided that she would iron it...

while I was wearing it.

That was a great home!

Would you like to see the scar?

Will. Ms. Whitlock,

the GBI has serious concerns for the boy's safety.

I am aware of the incident he witnessed.

Good. Then for the child's protection,

we'd like to offer another solution.

Oh, she decides to show up!

Here's that report you ordered, partner.

Thank you.

You wanna tell me where you've been all day?

I had a meeting, and then I had lunch with my sponsor.

You had lunch with who... With me?

Unless you got another sponsor I don't know about, you lying.

- C'mon, man. - Don't bring me into your mess.

This have anything to do with that creep

I hauled in for you last week?

You want to talk about it?

The man said he changed,

so I got no reason to keep looking into him.

Except...?

All right. Except, when he left here,

I saw his girlfriend has a teenage daughter.

And you can't get it out of your head?

No.

And you want to check up on him.

Uh, yeah.

Okay.

Okay, what?

Okay, let's check up on him.

It might make that feeling go away.

Mnh-mnh?

All right, yeah.

All right.

We're all set for bed.

You can keep Betty for the night,

but you gotta make sure you pet her evenly all over.

I don't want her getting a bald spot.

Okay.

Scoot speaks.

Oh.

I'm honored.

Please, speak more.

Can you read me a story?

How about I, uh, make one up for you?

Does that work?

A long time ago, there was a, uh...

brave, little mouse.

Pterodactyl.

A brave, little pterodactyl.

And the, uh, pterodactyl was missing his family.

So he got on his pterodactyl motorcycle,

and he drove around looking for them.

But pterodactyls can fly.

This one had a broken wing.

So he looked everywhere on his motorcycle,

but he couldn't find them.

And even though he was very brave,

he began to feel sad and lonely.

And so he drove on his motorcycle

to the tallest mountain,

and he used his voice to screech as loudly as he could.

And the family heard him.

And they flew to him, and they hugged him.

And they told him what a cool motorcycle he had.

And they were happy.

The end.

That's a good story.

Thank you.

Um, okay.

How about you tell me a story now?

Maybe a story about your mom?

She had to go away.

But she's coming back.

We got a lot in common.

My mother had to go away when I was even younger than you.

Did she come back?

Of course she did.

And she gave the best hugs, too.

What was her name?

You know, I've been doing an awful lot of talking.

It's your turn now, Scoot.

Can you tell me your mom's name?

Kylie.

Kylie.

You know, since we're on the subject of names,

what's yours?

Theo.

Theo Davis.

Theo.

That's a fine name for a brave boy.

You've reached Detective Angie Polaski.

Please leave me a message or text me.

Angie, um, hey.

Haven't heard from you. Um...

I don't know if you were planning to come over tonight.

But, uh, I have a visitor, a kid.

We, uh, just found out who he is.

Um...

his dad's in prison, mom's M.I.A.,

and, uh, the rest of his family was killed.

He's staying here.

It's kind of, uh, stirring some things up.

I could use a little help.

Um, you're probably busy.

Yeah, anyway, if you get this, um, give me a call.

Bye.

It's a beautiful day here in Atlanta at 74 degrees.

Feel better?

That shower was amazing.

- You were right. - I know. Come sit.

So I think the best thing for you to do today...

Now, mind you how right I was about the shower...

You were.

The best next course of action is to go in.

Yeah, you might be right.

So eat, get dressed, let's go.

You mean like "Let's go, team," or are you trying to say...?

I just need to get my walking shoes.

Just a minute.

♪ Seem out of place ♪

♪ Me watchin' sunshine ♪

Agent Trent and Junior Agent Theo.

Deputy Director has an important assignment for you.

- Oh. - All right, come with me.

You're here?

I am here.

I'm here, too.

Hello, Special Agent Will Trent.

Long time, no see.

What's it been, a few months since you ruined my life?

Six months since you ruined your own life, yes.

And by the way, the APD has been nothing

but lovely to me ever since.

How are you?

A pile of ash. Thank you for asking.

Mom, Will and I need to discuss our case.

Confidential details.

Of course, dearheart.

I want to see Mandy anyway.

- All these reunions. - Hm.

Far be it from me to encourage any impropriety

amongst law enforcement officers.

Well, that went great. What'd you find out?

I looked into the financial records of our dead shooter

and his buddy at the hospital, Gary,

and get this... They each deposited $10,000

two days before the attack.

So this was a paid hit?

Evelyn?

It's good to see you.

How are you?

Go screw yourself.

Oh, doing that well, huh?

Oh, no. I'm great.

Took a while to figure out how to maneuver this stage in life

with your knife still in my back.

Oh, wow. I'm the traitor?

I knew there was something rotten in my department,

so I came to you for help.

I thought maybe we could work it out together

and root out the trouble.

But instead...

a bunch of your guys come into my office

to escort me out.

Evvy, we're like family.

You know that investigation had to be by the book.

That's why I put Will on the...

You could have given me a heads-up!

They stormed my office, Mandy!

Do you know how humiliating that was?!

Any way we handled it, you would've been out.

Consider it a blessing.

We got rid of the problem officers,

and your name didn't get dragged through the mud.

Like hell it didn't.

Mandy, I lost my job.

It was like losing a limb.

Oh, God. That's a bit dramatic.

Ma'am, the Atlantic Star Standard'son line...

Carolyn, hold my calls.

Her name is Caroline, for God's sake!

She's your assistant. She's got her name

right on her desk! Oh, but of course, I'm sorry.

You don't care.

Anything else?

Ma'am, the boy's grandmother has been located.

You could've knocked me over with a feather when they called.

My son Joey always manages to find trouble.

He's in prison.

Breaks my heart.

He and Kylie dated, but...

I had no idea they'd had a baby together.

Theo mentioned that his, uh, mother had to go away.

I wasn't sure what he meant.

She had herself mixed up in drugs real bad.

Same reason my Joey's in prison.

Anyway, I have a big house with lots of rooms

and a hardware business that Theo will love.

CPS is going to have to do an inspection,

and there's some paperwork to fill out.

Okay, well, I'll just wait here to take him home.

H-How about I, um...

I drop him off myself when it's time?

Great.

How did she seem?

Like a nice grandmother.

Well, where's Theo?

Oh, he's playing with Caroline.

Why didn't anybody tell me her name was Caroline?

'Cause everyone is terrified of you.

Your shooter, Gary Keller, regained consciousness.

- Well, great. Let's go talk to him. - Can I?

The citizens of Georgia aren't paying you to sit around

and talk about your feelings.

Great.

I'll get my purse.

The shooters were hired, and we need to find out by who.

- Whom. - Whom.

You know, I think you can flip him.

This job was cheap, sloppy.

Obviously, they weren't professionals.

I told you to sit in the waiting room.

You're about to have an emotional breakdown

at any second, so I need to be here.

Anyway, not that anyone asked my opinion,

but never forget that people are dumb.

Uh, I know, Will, that you're a genius,

but not everyone's an international assassin.

I've considered all of this.

- Thank you, Captain Mitchell. - Mrs. Mitchell.

You know, your Aunt Mandy and I,

when we wanted to get a suspect relaxed and talking,

we'd crush a Valium into their coffee,

and they'd sing like birds.

Ma, please stop talking.

What... What did I say?

His boss at the car wash says he's the best worker.

And the guy at the corner bar says he plays

a couple games of pool and drinks soda.

Yeah, I know. I was there.

Well, they say people can change.

You believe that?

God, no.

That's her.

All right, be back in a minute.

- See you guys tomorrow. Bye. - Bye.

Crystal, hey, can I talk to you?

So, I wanted to ask you about your mom's boyfriend.

About Lenny.

Who are you?

I'm... I-I'm someone who used to know him.

And, um, when I knew him...

he was not someone I could trust.

He... He...

did bad things with girls.

What do you mean? Lenny's nice.

Uh, has he ever done anything that made you uncomfortable?

You're kind of making me uncomfortable.

I'm trying to do the right thing here.

Crystal, c'mon!

- I gotta go. - Okay.

Wait, wait. Uh, one more thing.

Um, Detective Angie Polaski, okay?

If you need anything...

I will believe you.

Did you just give her your card with your name on it?

He's gonna get you for that one.

Yeah, he's gonna get me anyway.

I got all the time in the world, Gary.

Who hired you?

Johnny Cash.

Okay, see, my patience is running low.

I didn't say that was his name.

That was the name he gave me.

Obviously, his name isn't Johnny Cash.

Eric knew him, and Eric hooked me up.

Now Eric's dead.

Hmm.

- Johnny Cash. - Mm-hmm.

The Man in Black.

Wait, who... Who's the Man in Black?

Johnny Cash. Keep up. How'd he get away?

When we heard the sirens, he took off running.

I'd been hit... Hurt too much to run.

What'd I tell you? People are dumb, dumb, dumb.

Johnny Cash is the third shooter.

Theo was right.

And what about the drugs?

- Ma, can you please? - She's got a point.

Ya think?

Okay, Mrs. Mitchell, I'm not your enemy.

But this is my case and Faith's.

If you're gonna be here, I'm assuming it's to help.

And I'm happy to have your wisdom and insight,

but anything else, I don't have time for.

Are we good?

Stellar.

Without the drugs, this case doesn't make any sense.

You know that, right?

Doesn't make any damn sense at all.

Detective Polaski?!

Yep.

What business do you have scaring my daughter,

giving her your card?

Maybe she should be scared.

Do you know who you're dating?

My fiancé told you to stay...

Oh, your fiancé? Even better.

Okay.

Lenny is a pedophile.

Ask me how I know.

Okay, okay. Let's just calm down here.

He is a good man. He paid his debt.

- He didn't pay what he owes me. - Angie, you need to settle down.

Ma'am, just take a deep breath, okay?

Oh, I'm sorry. Do you not like me coming

in your job, making a scene?

Why are you protecting him instead of protecting your daughter?

If I had a kid, and there was any slightest thought

that someone was preying on them, I would...

Wow.

Wow. You're into it?

This woman is harassing my family.

Okay, all right. You want to file a complaint?

We can do it at my desk.

So it's cool if he messes around with her

as long as you get a ring on your finger?

- Is that it? - Hey! Enough! Enough!

Come on. Enough.

Hey! I'm okay.

- I'm all right. I'm all right. - No, you're not.

You could get fired for that!

It's Lenny,

the foster father that raped me and got me pregnant,

and she's his dumbass fiancée.

She has a 15-year-old daughter!

Man, it makes me sick.

Geez.

I take it you've been tailing him?

- Well, you find anything? - No, I didn't find anything!

But I don't need to find anything! I know! I know.

He needs to be stopped.

Yeah, but not like this.

Now, you're scaring the hell out of me.

You talk to Will about it?

- No. - Why not?

I don't know.

Well, are you waiting for somebody else to know for you?

Fine, I...

I haven't told Will the truth because the truth is that...

God! No matter what I say, he's gonna know I'm lying.

Okay.

Practice on me.

What's the truth?

I have that feeling again, you know,

like I'm gonna do something.

Talk to him. Secrets, they mess you up.

You know that.

You gave the girl your card. You did your part.

Don't let this cat become your next addiction.

He's taken enough from you.

Don't you turn around and throw away your career,

the life you built for this sorry ass.

What's Cap gonna say when he finds out?

Cap ain't gon' hear about it.

I got you.

This car is fantastic, honestly.

It's got cup holders everywhere, even has a built-in vacuum.

Yeah, but why did you rent a minivan?

You don't put a child in a '73 Porsche.

Any luck on who our Johnny Cash might be?

I've got a clerk at the minimart near the crime scene,

said there was a guy in the parking lot

all winded like he'd been running,

hung around until an SUV pulled in and picked him up.

I've got a tech reviewing surveillance footage.

All right, keep me posted.

Okay, bud. We're here.

Mitchell.

Oh. Uh-huh.

Uh, it's something. Thank you.

Thank you, thank you.

It was a green Chevy Blazer.

Another guy at the wheel.

No digits, though.

Well, look who's here. Hello, my boy.

- Hi. - Did you bring a friend?

Nice place you got here.

Gotta love a hardware store.

Thanks. My late husband and I started small, but here we are.

Would you like to meet your uncles?

This is Aaron,

and over there is Deacon.

He's locking up.

Well, um, all right, bud.

Um, it's been fun hanging.

Oh, you know, he, um... He's giving me the, uh,

"I need the bathroom" code. Can we...?

Back of the store, the right-hand side.

Just be a minute. Come on.

Hey. What's going on?

That's the guy.

The third nugget.

This is Special Agent Trent of the GBI.

I need backup at Marigold Hardware immediately.

Suspects are armed.

Where's Theo?! Where's my son?!

Your son is safe, Ms. Davis,

but I need to ask why you left him.

It was a job in Ohio, good money.

I'm a nurse.

Theo and I were staying at my cousin's

while I saved up for a place.

The job was only two months, and the shifts were 12 hours,

so I thought it would be better.

Please, let me see him.

My partner Will took Theo to his grandmother's place.

Kathleen Marigold?

Kathleen? Why?

She's been trying to get Theo from me for a year.

Ever since she found out about him.

She called CPS on me.

She said I used drugs.

Everything okay in there?

Yep, just a minute.

Okay. You crawl as far as you can, and you stay very quiet.

You gotta take care of Betty.

She's counting on you.

I will find you.

All right, go hide.

Yeah, poor little guy. He's been backed up.

You know, all that stress with everything going on.

Aaron, go get the boy.

Why's the door locked?

Privacy.

Deacon, get his gun.

Didn't bring it. All right?

I don't carry it around the boy.

This all about custody, Kathleen?

You kill that family just to make sure

no one else had a claim to him?

He's a Marigold.

Aaron, the door!

He's not in here.

He must've gone up in the ceiling.

Theo!

Come on out, buddy!

None of this is your fault.

Theo, Grandma's waiting.

- Don't move! - Stop that.

Put the gun down and tell that boy to stay put.

We're coming to get him.

I'm putting it down.

Easy.

You shot my finger off!

Shut up! On your knees!

Hands behind your back.

There you are.

Hey, you did great, Theo. Come with me. Come on.

Hold Betty, okay? Here we go.

One, two, three, all right.

Now, why am I not surprised?

I'm not gonna stop.

I can't... I can't do that. You're a monster.

You need to leave my family alone.

Family?

What do you know about family?

They... They don't deserve this.

I didn't deserve what you did to me.

Didn't you?

You want some truth, Angie-pants?

You were 15 going on 30.

The way you'd do the little walk when you knew

that I was watching you.

The tight jeans, huh?

You gave all the boys a little taste.

But what you wanted was a man.

And all I did was give you one.

15 is 15.

And you are still garbage.

I knew it.

Well, pot, meet kettle.

Hey, Lenny.

Enjoy your day. I mean that.

Go see a movie or something. Make it nice.

Because I'm gonna kill you.

And you will never see it coming.

♪ If I could, I'd cry once more ♪

♪ If I could, waterfall ♪

♪ Warm and clear, crystal blue ♪

Got you two extra neckties.

People are gonna tell you that the correct way

to store a tie is to hang them.

They're wrong.

We roll them.

♪ Oh, oh, I'd bathe you ♪

You look good.

Um, always keep your look sharp, Theo.

It helps.

And, um, keep this in your pocket.

♪ Once more ♪

♪ Oh, oh, I'd save you ♪

Where do I work?

Georgia Bureau of Investigation.

Mm-hmm. And who do you ask for?

Will Trent.

Who?

Special Agent Will Trent.

That's right.

Yeah.

Don't forget, you got that pterodactyl call, too.

Let me hear it.

Yep. That's good, buddy.

Yeah.

♪ If I could ♪

♪ I'd cry once more ♪

♪ If I could ♪

Oh. Oh!

Okay.

♪ Warm and clear, crystal blue ♪

♪ I'd shower you ♪

You want some milk? You still need your calcium.

I'll get it. I'll get it.

♪ If I could, oh ♪

♪ If I could ♪

You know, too bad we didn't know about those nut milks sooner.

They're better for you,

and you don't have to have all those hormones in there.

You know, your brother went vegan.

♪ Wash you of the sins that plague you ♪

Faith?

♪ And you'd be free once more ♪

What if I'd convinced Sam to turn himself in?

If... I prevented it all from going down like that,

I-I could've... I-I could...

♪ Rid you of the curses that plagued you ♪

I don't want that to ever happen again.

Well, you could get a job at an accounting firm.

Researcher, nail tech, anything safer.

But you chose this job...

A job that will kick your behind every time.

It's a job with purpose and authority, risk.

And a job you chose while being a Black woman.

It's a fact...

You ended Tate Grillo's life

while doing your job.

You own what you did.

Respect that life.

Every asshole is somebody's child.

And then, you do what you have to do...

Prayer, therapy, talking to your mom.

♪ And you'll be free ♪

So you can continue doing your job.

♪ I'd save you ♪

♪ Rid you of the curses that plague you ♪ - Come on.

♪ Give you all the praises ♪

♪ Then bring you back to shore ♪