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Good Trouble ...

She is guilting you
into taking care of her!

-Dom?
-Don't go in.

You need to brand yourself.
Use social media
to promote your art,

and that beautiful face.

-I'm kind of behind on rent.
-How much do you need?

Jazmin:
1,800 dollars.

I'm over Sumi.
I hope that you can
see that.

-She's not over you.
-I want to build tiny houses.

Jesus, I like your idea.
Let me think on it a beat
and I'll get back to you.

I ran into Jennifer
a couple of months back.

We've been
seeing each other.

She says the divorce
is almost final.

Half our assets
are legally yours.

How could you not tell me
Jeff was in town?

What did you say
to make him go away?

Judge Wilson:
I've reached my decision.

Officer Griffin's personnel
records will remain sealed.

It's the Jamal Thompson
police shooting case.

They're alleging that he never
received prompt medical care
after he was shot.

Yeah, they let him lie there
bleeding for 15 minutes

before they let the EMTs in.

You're off
the Jamal Thompson case.

Kate will be
replacing you.

♪ Mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm ♪

♪ Mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm ♪

♪ Mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm ♪

♪ Mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm ♪

I have some good news.

I found you a lawyer.
And she spoke to
the catering company,

and they're willing
to give you $10,000
to settle.

You can have the money
in your account by
the end of the week.

Or you can take it to trial.

-And?
-That could be a long,
drawn-out ordeal.

You might end up
with nothing,
in the end.

It's not about the money
for me.

I want employers to stop
discriminating against
trans people.

We need the publicity
of a trial.

What do you think?

I think you need
to follow your heart.

♪ Head full of ghosts
Can't close your eyes ♪

♪ One of these days
I'll let 'em die ♪

Congratulations.
You won.

♪ I hear you crying
to sleep at night ♪

♪ Mmm-mmm ♪

♪ Pa-pa-pa
pa-pa-pa, pa, pa ♪

♪ Pa-pa-pa
pa-pa-pa, pa, pa ♪

♪ And then we'll find
our peace of mind ♪

♪ You and me, Bel ami ♪

♪ Pa-pa-pa, pa, pa ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Na nana na, nana na,
Hey ♪

♪ Na nana na, nana na,
Hey ♪

♪ Na nana na, na ♪

(indistinct chatter)

You're welcome
for the adoring fans.

I told you gay Instagram
would come through.

Honestly, I feel like I deserve
a 10 percent commission
for any sales tonight.

Let's not get ahead
of ourselves.

Your art is amazing.
Don't worry. It'll sell.

Might have had a bidding war,

if you took some photos
with your shirt off.

But for the fun police,
let's get some G-rated
shots next to your work.

-Come on.
-All right.

Oh, babe.
Hide your hands
They're stained.

God forbid we see evidence
he actually made the art.

♪ So good, so good, yeah,
you're looking so good ♪

Hey.

Thanks for coming up.
I, um...

I need to ask you
something.

-(phone camera clicks)
-Got it.

♪ Summer sun ♪

Hey.

♪ Wash away your troubles ♪

-Hi.
-How was it today?

-It was fine.
-Hmm.

Hmm. Kate feels awful
that I got her the job
and she got my case.

And Ben's just pissed
Wilson didn't give it
to him.

-I'm sorry.
-It's okay.

Did you talk to
your investigator?

I did.

-Anything good?
-I will tell you on the way
to the bar.

He confirmed that
the felony assault charges

against Judge Wilson's
son were dropped,

and all he got was probation
for the misdemeanor DUI,

but there's nothing
unusual about that.

Nothing unusual about
the police dropping
charges

when someone tried
to assault a
police officer.

No, not that he's hearing.

But there is apparently
something else he came across

that he didn't want
to talk about
over the phone.

-Okay, we are not just here
for the free booze.
-Girl, speak for yourself.

For real. I do not want to find
a stack of these on the bar
at the end of the night.

Sis, I got you. When was the
last time you got some sleep?

Who's got time for sleep?

(upbeat R&B music playing)

Ah, we got the permit
for the protest!

-We are good to go
day one of the trial!
-Yes, yes!

Okay, well, I'm gonna
put the invite out
on Facebook.

-I got Twitter and Instagram.
-Okay, well, we need
to hit the streets.

You know, pass out fliers.
We can't just rely on our
social media circles.

-Malika, did we get
Patrisse Cullors?
-Still trying.

Who's Patrisse Cullors?

She's one of the three
women who co-founded
Black Lives Matter.

-Cool.
-Yeah.

I had no idea how much
goes into planning
a legit protest.

Hey, Malika.
Where's Isaac?

I don't know.
Should I?

Girl, what is wrong with you?

Nothing, I just don't have
time for dating right now,
you know?

Maybe after the protest
and the trial
and my finals.

-And graduation.
We gotta have a party.
-Ooh, hell, yes.

It's no big deal.

♪ Ooh-ooh ♪

♪ Ooh-ooh ♪

♪ There is a time that... ♪

Girl, you need to rest,
or you gon' go postal.

♪ That is the time
when I let you go... ♪

-What?
-Nothing. I thought
I saw Dom.

You heard from him?

Malika: No, he has made it
perfectly clear that he wants
nothing to do with me,

and I'm done
reaching out
to him, so...

Where you going?
We ain't gon' see
Marie Antoinette?

Hey.

Fancy seeing you here.

I literally texted you
the address.

We just stopped by
for a drink, and then, uh,
we're headed to dinner.

So, the big day
is in a week, huh?

-(both): Yeah.
-You must be excited.

We are really excited
to get married.

So. How are things
with Joey?

Great. Yeah.

It's always great
in the beginning,
right?

-I guess. I mean, it--
-The chemistry. The sex.
The mystery.

When that's gone,
what's left?

-Ice cream and "Dateline"?
-(Sumi laughs)

See, like, does she
make you laugh?

Are you best friends?

Or have you made
a big mistake because...

someone else
was your soul mate
this whole time, and...

you were just
too clueless
to see it.

♪ They'll be talking 'bout you
long after you die ♪

♪ Long after you die ♪

(both chuckling)

(upbeat pop song playing)

Thank you so much for coming.
I'm a complete idiot
when it comes to art.

There were only so many
non-engineering electives
that I could take at MIT.

Oh, at my college we didn't
even have electives.

They just shoved
the engineers
into one

history of humanities class
called "Great Ideas."

Are you serious?
What constitutes
a great idea?

Well, fire, obviously.

The wheel. Postmates.
Um... (chuckles)

-Oh, God.
-What?

Angela's here.

Did you read Angela's
email yet?

-No. What did it say?
-That she's heard about
a rumored spreadsheet.

She knows
about the spreadsheet.

Uh, rumored spreadsheet.
She'd need a password
to access it,

and if she did have it,
I would be fired.

-How so?
-Well, there's only two
Latina engineers,

and since I'm the only one
of us that input that
in the race column,

she would have looked into
our salaries and figured out
it was me.

The whole thing is pointless,
anyway, if we don't have
the men's salaries.

We're computer geniuses.
Why don't we hack into HR
and get them?

Because we don't want
to be felons?

A few threatened to take
their names off the list,

but I managed
to talk them
off the ledge

by telling them
that if we went down,
I would take the fall.

By the way,
I completely get it

if you want to take
your ethnicity off of it.

If you go down,
I'm going down
with you.

-So. Jeff's back.
-Yeah.

I, uh... actually have
you to thank for that.

I think when you decked him,
you knocked some sense
into him.

So, apparently violence
is the answer.

So he left his wife?

I got us reservations
at Cicada.

You have time if
you want to get dolled up.

Uh, Jeff, this is Viv.
She's one of my students.

-Hi.
-Hi.

-Can I use the bathroom?
-Of course.

You saw where it was
when we came in, right?

She's just gonna hang out
until her dad can pick her up.

You can't just
take a kid home,
can you?

Well, I couldn't leave her
at school alone.
It was getting dark.

Well, is there someone else
that you can call?

I was hoping we could
celebrate tonight.

Did you finally tell Lily
that you're leaving her?

Not yet. But I did talk
to a divorce attorney,

and he says it's just
important for me to get
my ducks in a row first.

What ducks?

You know, like,
bank accounts, and...

credit cards.
Just stuff like that.

Look, I'm sorry I had
to ruin tonight, but...

there'll be plenty
of nights out when
I'm back in Fitchburg.

Um-hmm.

-Nope, nope.
There's a kid here.
-All right. We'll stop.

Should I be ready
to duck and weave?

No. Just be good to her.

Good to yourself.

I'm gonna go get
a drink.

-Nice turnout.
-Yeah, everything looks great.

What do you think
of his new piece?

I like it.

♪ Where we goin' ♪

Look, no matter
our issues, you're always
honest with me.

I shouldn't show this
tomorrow night, right?

♪ I know you're lonely too ♪

Hey, looking good.

Hey.

This is my sister, Jazmin.
And Bryan.

This is Kamar.
He's the owner
of the gallery.

-I'd love any feedback.
-Hmm.

I'm sorry to see
you're working in wood.

I was hoping I'd see some
more cast pieces from you.
But overall, solid work.

Thanks.

♪ We don't have to
tell nobody ♪

♪ Waitin' alone here for you
to come home ♪

Maybe you should have
cast that phallic piece
you destroyed.

I didn't have the money to.

Well, cast or not,
you should just own it.

Okay? Lots of mediocre art
sells for huge bucks.

-Thanks a lot, Bryan.
-No, that's not what I'm saying.

What I mean is,
if you stand by it,

get a couple critics
to agree, everyone
will think it's brilliant.

Well, I don't need a critic
to tell me what I think.

I like it. Truly.

♪ Tell me... ♪

It's not your best work.

Problem is,
is the show is called "8."

Eight pieces of art
from 8 L.A. artists.

Without this,
I only have 7.

What if you show one of these?

They're not good enough.

Can you make something new
in the next 24 hours?

Yeah. But I'd need help.

♪ Come on to me ♪

♪ Um-hmm, um ♪

(toilet flushes)

Vivian showed up
at school today.

Everything's fine, I guess.

Uh! This is adorbs.

-Thanks.
-Yeah.

You didn't have to
fold my clothes.

I don't mind.

So, Vivian, how do you
like your English teacher?

-I hear she's a real
piece of work.
-Watch it.

She's making us read
The Adventures of Tom Sawyer.

Spoiler: boring!

And racist and
it's about a boy
so who cares?

Okay, first of all,
the school board

is making you read
The Adventures
of Tom Sawyer , so...

It's so basic.

Yeah, that's the problem
with these common core
reading lists.

I graduated before
I read authors who
really spoke to me.

You know, Ralph Ellison,
Zora Neale Hurston,
Roxane Gay--

Angie Thomas?
You haven't read
The Hate U Give ?

-Instant classic.
-Your dad must be pretty
proud of you.

Tween badass and all.

He is. And he's
usually on time.
It's not like...

he forgot or something.
He's just been really busy
at his work.

Hey, Davia, I have those, um,
T-shirts I wanted to show you.

For the protest.

-Oh!
-Malika: Um-hmm.

Davia: Right, um...
the protest in your room.
I'll be right back.

Slow down.

-What's going on?
-I think Viv is homeless.

She is shoveling food
in her mouth

and she's carrying around
dirty clothes in her backpack.

Okay, well, a lot of girls
bring extra clothes to school.

-She's just taking them
home to wash--
-No. I was homeless, okay.

Trust me. Something's
going on, here. You need
to call child services.

You don't know what
the story is with her dad,

if there even is one.

She could be in trouble.

Or, he could be at work
like she said,

and calling someone could
really mess things up for them.

See, this is the problem
with recruiting
white college grads

to teach at diverse,
urban schools. Y'all can't
relate to your students,

and you have no clue
what their real
home lives are like.

So now you want
to educate me.

So what is it, Malika?

Should I go get a book
and figure it out for myself,

or should I wait patiently
for your next lecture?

-Why you gotta get defensive?
-Because you're attacking me
when I am just...

honestly trying
to understand.

I'm on your side.

But it feels like there's
nothing I can do to
convince you of that.

If the truth feels like
an attack, you need to
check your privilege.

(scoffs) I didn't know
it was a privilege
to have a conversation

with my friend without
feeling patronized or judged.

(door slams)

Hey, did you see the kid
that was here?

Uh, yeah. She said her dad
was here to get her,
and to say thanks.

Huh.

You know, showing up
at school today
like every other day

doesn't mean
she's not homeless.

I was in college
and living in my car.
I never missed a class.

I just don't want
to call anyone
until I know for sure.

I know you called
CPS on your mom, but...

that doesn't mean
it's the right choice
for every kid.

Was the system
any better for you?

'Cause it sure as hell
wasn't for me.

Hey. What's wrong?

Nothing.

Just... another conversation
where someone accuses me
of not getting it.

Like this sculpture.
What is that?

I think it's good
that you're leaving.

It'll be nice for you
to be back home.
You fit in better.

-What's that supposed to mean?
-Nothing, I-- I just...

Just to be clear, I'm not
going back until you
leave your wife.

I'm not moving to Wisconsin
to be your mistress.

♪ Every time I hear 'em
say my name ♪

♪ I don't see no one there ♪

Go to say, Gael,
your new piece
might be my favorite.

Where you been
hidin' it?

-He did it last night.
-Kamar: You did that last night?

Yeah.

Ah. Never know
when the muse
will strike, right?

Shouldn't take
much longer to dry.

-Thanks for helping me.
-What else would I be
doing right now?

Besides being fast asleep
in my comfy bed?

It's gonna be
really cool.

You're good at this.

I haven't been.
Honestly, I...

haven't felt inspired
about my art in months.

Just feels like another thing
on my to-do list.

You have a lot
on your plate.

Gael:
Maybe this whole time,

all I needed is you.

So, what, I'm like, your muse?

If you're up for it.

♪ When I see trouble turned
around and I walk out... ♪

(timer dings)

-(Callie clears throat)
-Concrete's ready.

-Hey. So did you get a chance
to meet that lawyer?
-I did.

Um, I'm gonna take
the settlement.

Why did you
change your mind?

Honestly, I need the money.

It could really put me
back on my feet.

-And I can pay your back.
-That was a gift. Not a loan.

Look, if you want to take
the settlement, fine, but
I'm not taking your money.

-Gael...
-I'm serious.

-We need a refill.
-Jazmin: Yeah.

(rhythmic song begins)

Raj: Doesn't seem like
a practical place
to keep your valuables.

No. Sticky, too.
(laughs)

Oh, Evan came.
Sweet of him.

-How are you feeling
about your pitch?
-Well...

Which is now "New Zip"
takes the guesswork
out of your next big move.

Uh, Speckulate developed
something similar
a couple of years ago.

Evan ultimately
pulled the plug.

Shit.

Evan killed it.
Two years ago.

I have another idea,
but...

It's called "Activism."

So you have all these people
who want to get involved,
but don't know how.

And then there's
people like you.

The activists who have
all of these really
important causes,

but need more people
to support them.

What if there were an app
that connected you to them,
and helped you organize?

Like a one-stop spot for
permits, planning, legal
resources, counseling,

even crowd-funding.
Like, basically organizing
the organizers.

That would be amazing.

But would your boss
really get behind
something like that?

No way. It's interesting
and noble, but Speckulate
isn't exactly a...

...a civic-minded
workplace.

I can't imagine Evan
green-lighting an app
like that.

Or Josh even letting him.

Well, screw that.
It's a great idea.

Well, how great
of a great idea?

I mean,
in your expert opinion.

Somewhere between the
Gutenberg printing press,
and sliced bread.

(laughs)

Excuse me, I'll be right back.

Hey.

-Hey.
-Have you talked to your friend
about Jesus's tiny houses?

Um, yeah.

So you're just
backing out?

-I thought you were
managing the project.
-I never said that.

You think I would give
hundreds of thousands
of dollars to a kid

with no experience.

He's got a good
business plan.
And the permits.

For you this is a
low-risk investment.

Look, I was doing this
as a favor.

To you. To help you out
financially.

But, you know,
now that you don't
need the money...

Oh, so this is about Jenn.
You're punishing this kid
because she's pissed at me?

I don't want to get
between the two of you.

Well, you should have
thought about that

before you started
screwing her.

Come on, man.
Really?

What the hell?

I just think
you owe her
an explanation.

Your brother doesn't
need to worry.
I got a plan.

Well, thank you so much
for all that you're doing
for him.

-He really appreciates it.
-He's a good kid.

Tell him he doesn't need
to feel guilty.

Guilty?
About what?

You know.
Getting a handout.

When you get
an opportunity,
you take it.

(upbeat pop music playing)

Hey.

Surprised to see you here.

You said you hated
going to parties.

Hmm. I'm trying
to get out more.

Get more involved.

I have, um...
social anxiety.

Had it my whole life.

First day of kindergarten,
I stood by the door
the whole day,

ready to bolt just in case
someone tried to talk to me.

One time I threw myself
down a garbage chute to...

avoid a girl that I
had a crush on.

-Garbage chute?
-Yes.

I ended up in a dumpster
outside.

I have a thing
with germs, so...

that was a bad idea.

(Mariana laughs)
Sorry.

No, it's okay.
It's, um... it's funny.
(laughs)

You need to find a way
to keep this pitch of
Mariana's from happening.

Uh, yeah. I made
that mistake once.
So...

-if you want to stop it,
that's your problem.
-Sure.

Until we end up
with another Amanda
situation on our hands.

Look...

it's pretty obvious
that Evan's interest
in Mariana

isn't just
professional.

And I don't think
the head of HR

would want to see Speckulate
featured in the next
"Me Too" expose.

That's rich, coming from you.

What's that supposed to mean?

Gee, I don't know, Josh.
What do you think it means?

Just find a way to keep
this pitch from happening,

or find a reason to fire her
if you have to.

Okay?

By the way, I'm really
looking forward
to your pitch.

Uh, that might have to be
postponed.

Apparently, my old pitch
was an idea you've already
heard before.

-So, there's a new pitch?
-Well, yeah, but...

Pretty sure it's not something
you're gonna be into.

Well, there is only
one way to find out.

Tell me about it.

Now?

♪ You got me pickin' up
my dreams, baby ♪

♪ Please baby, this doesn't
feel like a dream, baby ♪

Am I crazy? This is going
really well, right?

It is. It's impressive.

Especially pulling off
a brand new piece
overnight.

Without any help.

I'm gonna grab another drink.
You guys, uh...

Hmm.

He, uh... always
drink this much?

-What's your problem
with Bryan?
-I don't have a problem.

But you do. Always
picking guys you can't
actually get serious about.

-Jaz, you barely know him.
And we are serious.
-(laughs)

You're not in love with him.
And not in danger of falling.

It's... what you do.

I didn't do that with Elijah.

Yeah, but you found a way
to break it off.

-It's complicated.
-When isn't it?

I mean, have you let yourself
feel like that about
anyone else since?

That's what I thought.

You didn't fight for Elijah.
Don't let that happen
with this one.

So, I just pitched
"Activism" to Evan.

-What?
-He asked to hear it.
And, anyway...

Basically, organizing
the organizers.

I love it.

Seriously?

I want to get into it tomorrow.
Discuss specs for a build.

I think it's...
great, Mariana.

Wow.

I think you meant, "Wow.
That's amazing, Mariana.
Congratulations!"

Yeah, uh, yeah,
definitely.
All that. I'm sorry.

Don't be so effusive.

I'm sorry, I'm, it's,
it's very exciting.
I just, uh...

-Raj, what?
-I...

worry about Evan's
intentions.

Intentions?

-So he only likes my app
because he likes me?
-No.

Evan's different around you.
He looks right through
everyone else.

He has social anxiety,
for your information.

He's here supporting
Gael, so, what?
He has a crush on him, too?

Look, I'm wrong, okay?
Probably. I'm sorry,
I'm just--

Projecting?

Yeah, 'cause you're
the only one who's proven
to have intentions.

Just sold, man.

Really? Who bought it?

Said they wanted
to remain anonymous.
Congratulations.

Thanks.

-You didn't just buy that
to pay me back, did you?
-No.

Jamal Thompson was shot
and killed by police.

So if you believe that
black lives matter,
please come to the protest.

-Thank you.
-Hey.

Hey. Um, I'd give you
one of these, but...

I'm not the clerk
on the case anymore.

What happened?

Just tried a little too hard
to have an influence.

-You okay?
-Maybe it's better this way.

So, can you come
to the protest?

No, I'm still a clerk
in his office.

What do you think
our chances are?
Be honest.

I don't think they're good.

I don't know.

-Do you find it a bit...
-Threatening?

I was gonna say
didactic, but...

-Sure.
-I'm not good with big words.

-Hey, do you want another--
-Do you want another--

-I can get--
-I can--

(both chuckle)

-It's like our first date
all over again.
-Oh, I hope not.

I'll get the drinks.

Hey.

Sorry. Didn't mean
to scare you.

I'm sure you didn't.
I just have resting
scared face.

Plus, I thought
you'd left.

Uh, I just wanted to say
that I'm sorry

for being an ass
the other night.

You know, I just love Sumi
so much, and I get
protective, and...

I don't know, maybe
a little jealous.
(laughs nervously)

Why jealous?

'Cause you and Sumi
are best friends.

You know,
it could be tough.

She's, I don't know.
She's my soul mate, and...

I just can't imagine
my life without her.

So what if I told you
I didn't want to
marry Meera.

Um. Why not?

Because I think I'm still
in love with you.

It's all good.
I don't think
you're an ass.

In the donkey way,
or the butt way,
for that matter.

Thanks.
(laughs)

Sumi:
Hey.

-What are you guys
talking about?
-Um... um...

The wedding!
And how great
it's gonna be.

Yeah. I can't wait.

Well, we should probably
get to dinner, so...

We'll see you guys later?

(sighs)

That wedding's
not happening, is it?

(bomb whistling, explosion)

Hi. Excuse me, I'm here
about the protest tomorrow.

-Just come if you can.
-Man: Thanks.

Thank you.

(phone beeps)

♪ I'm just ordinary ♪

It's very nice of you
to ride up with me.

Uh, I may have had
ulterior motives.

♪ Do you think about it too? ♪

Um, Mariana's here,
and I have court
tomorrow.

(laughs) Yeah.
All right.

Think we can meet
your investigator
in the morning?

I will ask.

Oh, uh, I didn't want
Gael to feel weird,

but I bought
one of his pieces.

Anonymously.

-Which one?
-The new one.

Yeah, I actually
really like it.

That was nice of you.

-I like to support the arts.
-I've always said that
about you.

-You're mocking me.
-Yeah.

Hmm. Okay.

Well, you'll have to, uh,
come over some time

-and help me figure out
where to hang it.
-Sure.

♪ This space in my heart
tonight ♪

♪ Do you think about it too ♪

Gael:
You want to stay?

Depends.
You gonna tell me
about Callie?

Helping you with
your piece last night?

Caught triple handed.

I asked her opinion, okay?
It just happened.

-Why didn't you ask
my opinion?
-I did, Bryan.

Your answer was,
"Take your shirt off."

Did you hook up with her?

I'm not gonna talk
to you about my
relationship with Callie.

Bryan:
You told me
to trust you.

And I want to.

But you give me
reasons to doubt, Gael.

I never should have committed
to being exclusive.

I'm sorry.

(scoffs)

♪ I see you,
You see me ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Down at the bottom
of the deep blue sea ♪

It's her, isn't it?

No.

All right, we're not
right for each other.
We both know it.

(crashing)

Don't tell me what I know.

You were shut off
from the start.

Until you figure that out,
the only thing I do know

is that you won't be right
for anyone.

♪ Sins don't wash
in the cold... ♪

(door slams)

♪ I see you, you see me ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Down at the bottom of
the deep blue sea, yeah ♪

♪ Hush little child,
dry your eyes ♪

♪ Sins don't wash... ♪

Congratulations.
You won.

(door closes)

(phone rings)

Mariana. May I have a word?

Oh, uh, I'm going
to a protest.

Look, if this is about my app--

This is about
your spreadsheet.

-How did you...?
-This place is full of
computer geniuses.

Did you really think
a password would
keep me out?

What is this?

It's the salary information.

For all the men
who work at Speckulate.

♪ Double-edged sword,
aren't you ♪

♪ I need you, but I
can't stand to ♪

♪ I'ma kill me
but I live for you ♪

♪ You feed me,
but you starve me too ♪

♪ I want to fill
the darkness... ♪

-Hello?
-Dom: Hey.

-Dom?
-Yeah.

-Is everything okay?
-No.

Carl: If some deal was made
to get the charges against
Tate Wilson dropped,

no one's saying so.

-You don't think it's odd?
-I do.

It's not the first time
some privileged kid gets
out of serious charges

because his parents
are connected.

Jamie:
You had something to tell us?

Something I did hear
from a reliable source

that could affect your case.

He says that Chief Kelley,
the former chief of police
when Jamal was shot,

didn't suddenly
decide to retire.
He was forced to.

Forced out. Why?

There was an I.A. investigation
going on about some...

comments he allegedly
made to officers,
one of which was,

that it's easier and cheaper
for the department

to let victims of
police shootings die.

(elevator dings)

-Hey.
-Hey.

I'm looking for Dennis.
Is he here?

I don't know.
Why?

I'm not doing this.
I'm not do-- Shut up.

Dennis.
Don't walk away
from me.

-Stop.
-What do you want from me?

-I thought you were sorry.
-You said you wanted me
to have half.

You convinced me
that you owed it to me.
For cheating on me.

And not being there
when I needed you
the most.

Or maybe this is about me
moving on with Nathan.

That's not
what this is about.

-Then what is it about?
-Me.

Trying to take care of myself.
Trying to stop
throwing my life away.

You spent our entire marriage
taking care of yourself.

Putting me and Jacob last.

You were always working,
or out with clients.

Jacob had to get cancer
for you to pay
any attention to him.

You were a shitty husband,
and a shitty father.

♪ Run ♪

♪ Hide ♪

-He's not there.
-Shit.

What's going on?

Dennis: (on voicemail)
Hey, Jenn. It's me.

I am sorry.

I never quit being sorry.

Because all I do
is fail people, and...

Truth is...

I wish I was the one
who died that day,
not Jacob.

(sniffles)

I want you to
have everything.

I want you to have
a great life.

I want you
to be happy.

♪ Bury me in the ground ♪

♪ Spread my ashes... ♪

Dennis:
Bye.

Dennis:
(sighs, indistinct)

Who's Jacob?

Our son.

♪ You're gonna hear my voice
loud and clear ♪

Just be good to her.
And be good to yourself.

♪... in your ear ♪

♪ And you can't
see my face ♪

♪ And pass through
the pearly gates ♪

♪ Well then find you
the nearest neon sign ♪

♪ Then mama you'll see
I was right ♪

♪ I'm not going anywhere ♪

♪ Oh, I'm not going anywhere ♪

♪ I'm not going anywhere.. . ♪

(sobbing)
You gotta call me
the second you get this.

I'm serious, Dennis.
Please call me.

-(door slams)
-Call me.

♪ ...anywhere ♪

(sobs)