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Previously on Reasonable Doubt...

No, no, no!

Your mother's cancer is a stage 2C.

It's the most aggressive form of stage two cancer.

I'm just glad she's okay.

Me too.

I do think you should think about getting off this roller coaster.

It's very difficult to feel like you're dating your own husband.

A divorce? Don't you wanna figure this out?

Not anymore.

It's nice to meet you, Sally from the Valley.

-I'm Bill. -You should join us.

-I fucked up, didn't I? -No, you didn't, no.

Hey, you're fine.

Ain't that a bitch?

I would, uh, confess my Kristin sins to her sooner rather than later, Usher,

before someone else does.

There's something you should know.

I'm destroying my entire life for you!

You think this shit is easy for me?

I know the real reason why you're here.

Tell her, or I will.

You don't have to worry about Alex.

He's beat up pretty bad.

I doubt he'll even make it through the night,

which means...

...he won't be talking anytime soon.

Shit.

♪ When I get to snappin' like doo-wop ♪

♪ Really got the juice like 2Pac ♪

♪ Shawty got a strong jaw, might chew rock ♪

♪ Got me cummin' out the blue like nude cop ♪

-♪ I been rockin' by myself, I'm through ♪ -Stop! No!

Stop, please! Just take whatever you want, please!

Shut the fuck up!

♪ Achoo ♪

You don't have to worry about Alex.

The fuck's that supposed to mean?

He's beat up pretty bad.

I doubt he'll even make it through the night.

Which means he won't be talking anytime soon.

No, I-I-I needed him.

No, you are better off.

Alex was a liar and a manipulator.

He was asking for this to happen.

What do you mean "asking for it"?

We made sure he got the point.

♪ Don't you try to downplay my name ♪

♪ You're "and others" if I crash this plane ♪

♪ Hated recess, I don't play no games ♪

♪ Nigga, stop playing with me ♪

♪ From La Brea to Slauson ♪

♪ It's all us ♪

♪ The Sun, Central Ave Jazz, it's all us ♪

♪ Where we at? Hit the Maverick Flats ♪

♪ Leimert and right back to the ark ♪

♪ It's all us ♪

♪ We coastin' on the west between sets and wealth ♪

♪ We toast the sunset in the Dons ♪

♪ Take flight into the night under Cali stars ♪

♪ In a world on wheels ♪

♪ It's all us ♪

♪ It's the world we feel ♪

♪ It's all us ♪

♪ From the Hills to Hollywood ♪

♪ It's all us ♪

♪ No doubt we all we got ♪

♪ Hold it down Black and brown ♪

♪ In a city of dreams ♪

♪ It's all us ♪

Lookin' good, Lu.

Um, here's the last of it.

Oh. Thank you for bringing in the rest of the stuff, Dad.

And just for, um, taking care of everything.

I'm happy you're here.

Truly.

I sure do love seeing you two together, and happy.

Um, I think I left something in the car.

-I'll be right back. -Okay.

This nigga.

I've learned that's never good.

Everything okay?

No. I just got an email from Chris' attorney,

and I don't understand a lot of it, but I'm sure it's some bullshit.

Forward me the email. I'm happy to take a look at it.

Oh, well, thank you.

But also, isn't that kinda weird?

Because I'm not your lawyer,

or because I was just inside of you?

Both.

Fair. But I really don't mind.

And plus, this way, you get an informed opinion

before your lawyers get into a dick swinging contest.

Hmm. I'll take you up on that.

But also, isn't it kinda crazy that we're both going through this?

-Tell me about it. -Hmm.

But it's nice to have someone who gets it.

Who's also sexy and smart and funny.

-Sorry, was that too... -A little.

Yeah. I guess I don't know how to not be in a relationship.

I never thought I would agree, because I used to be in these streets.

But yeah, same.

Okay, how about this?

We do all the things two people might do in a relationship

but with less expectations and more sex?

And I get free legal advice?

Are you sure you're not trying to make me fall in love with you?

-Okay, Bill, I am kidding. -Uh, I...

How about we add more humor as well?

And more blowjobs?

-Okay. -What?

-Okay. Alright. -What?

-You said more humor. -Mm-hmm.

-Mm-hmm. -I mean, unless you're gonna do it.

Oh, you know I'm gonna do it.

Now go to work. And read my divorce papers, Billable Bill.

Bye.

After watching how Sal and Rosie managed Ozzie,

something's telling me they might've had something to do with Wendy's murder.

One, they had access to the cabin,

and, two, he was their cash cow.

So, Wendy threatened to change that.

They might have done anything to stop her.

So, their testimony is a win-win.

They humanize Ozzie, and they may provide reasonable doubt.

You know, Alex could've been huge for us.

-But since he was beaten to death... -Do we know why?

No. But the publisher that Alex had a book deal with

said that he was sitting on something explosive

about the Edwards family, so, I'll keep digging,

and I will find out what family secrets are worth 1.2 milli.

I still can't piece together what happened at the cabin that night.

Oh, future defense attorney's biggest mistake,

trying to solve the murder

rather than suggesting alternative possibilities

so the jury can't find him guilty.

Let me ask you this.

What did O.J.'s lawyer say happened that night?

Hmm? Exactly.

Their defense was that the evidence was tainted

due to tunnel vision, incompetence, and racism.

They never said, "Here's who did it, and this is how."

If you present a theory to the jury

about what you think happened,

and the prosecution pokes a hole in that theory, your case is over.

Which is what we plan to do to the prosecution's theory

with our next witness.

We finally get to put our forensic pathologist,

Dr. Robert Wilder, on the stand

to help us establish an alternate theory

that Wendy may have died due to blunt force trauma

before the gunshot.

And with no weapon found connected to Ozzie

and no scratches on Ozzie's knuckles,

we'll argue that the gunshot was to cover something else

and that Ozzie might have been framed.

Hmm. So, let's get to it.

-Alright. -Okay.

-Daniel. -Yo!

Can you stay for a minute?

Sure.

-So... -You know, I do think

I actually should go see Lincoln Culpepper again.

-Ah. -I think there's some more there.

Why don't we start with your girlfriend, Kristin?

Girlfriend? No. Why do y... No, I...

So, you're not sleeping with her?

Joggers.

-What? -September, spring, summer.

-Daniel... -Okay, Andy Cohen, yes, we are.

But, look, this is nothing serious.

Okay? You can...

Did Krystal tell you?

Well, she told me she had her suspicions,

and now you just confirmed it.

Daniel!

For all we know, Kristin could've killed Wendy.

Okay, no, no, no. There's no way that she would do that, okay?

-Oh. -Okay, trust me.

Yes, she helped get the book deal shelved, but...

And now you are proving my second point.

Your relationship with her is clouding your instincts,

including keeping this from me.

No, I-I am sorry for breaking your trust,

and... look, I will do everything I can to get it back,

starting with finding out whatever information that Alex had.

What the hell, friendo?

You could've given me a heads-up.

I gave you a heads-up, and you chose deceit.

I mean, why didn't you just go on Tinder like a normal person?

Because pictures don't capture my full essence.

You know that.

Jax is mad. No, worse, she's disappointed.

So, I am mad at you.

Be mad at yourself.

You lied so you could date a liar.

What kinda mess is that?

Hmm.

Okay, I know you're still mad, but I already told you.

I found out from some low-rent journalist that Alex was in the hospital,

so I went to check myself.

I did not hurt him.

If you were willing to kill his book deal,

who knows what else you were willing to do?

So, you think I killed Alex?

You're the one who's on trial for murder.

So, you think I killed Wendy, then?

I...

Right.

Look.

You're my brother, and I love you.

But once we decide to start thinking the worst of each other,

I mean, we might as well be...

Our parents.

Yeah.

And neither of us want that.

Are we good?

I guess.

Better be.

Chelsea.

You feel safe to go with him?

Don't worry. He's not my pimp.

Unfortunately, he's just my father.

So, how'd this happen, again?

It wouldn't have happened if you picked up the phone.

I was busy.

With Jax? Did you get the money?

-No. But, um... -Wow.

You had one job, and you still couldn't get that done.

It's complicated.

Well, let me meet her. I'll keep it real simple.

Now's not a good time to meet Jax.

-Her mother's... -Sick. I know.

You told me that two months ago.

And she's recovering from surgery at Jax's house.

Alright? You don't want to stress her out.

There's always some excuse when it comes to her.

It's the truth, alright? Now's just not the time.

Hell, I'm still trying to fix my relationship with Jax.

Wow. I cannot believe I fell for this shit again.

Okay, no, you care more about scoring points with the good daughter,

while me and your grandkids hardly ever get your time...

Yeah, I'm not the one who decided to get pregnant

at 16 and 26 and 28 by three men.

Wow. My daddy pointing out my daddy issues.

Ain't that some shit?

You know what?

I don't need your permission to talk to anybody,

let alone my sister.

Yeah, but you need me.

How long you think they gonna let you keep that little good job

after you got arrested for fighting a customer?

After the way she spoke to me, that bitch had it coming.

Okay, even the cops agreed she was at fault.

I only got picked up 'cause of a bench warrant for some unpaid tickets.

Stop acting all high and mighty. I don't need you.

Oh, you don't need me? Alright.

So, I guess you'd be okay if I stopped reporting

my so-called back problems

and letting you collect my disability, huh?

That's what I thought.

Don't fuck this up for me, and I won't fuck up life for you.

Stay away from Jax.

Let's go.

♪ My mind was changed... ♪

To gettin' through this last week of hell, together.

Hmm. I'll cheers to that.

Mm.

Oof!

Listen, these past few days...

I'm just glad my mom is doing better.

And despite my dad keeping her illness from us,

I'm glad he was here for her, and me.

What? Oh, come on.

You can't still think he's up to something.

Clearly, what he was hiding was about my mom.

You're right. I just...

I love you so much.

And it hurts me to see you hurt by anything or anyone, even if it's me.

So tonight, all I want to do is eat, drink, and be married.

Is that alright?

Yes, baby. That's alright.

♪ ...you'll touch me ♪

♪ Bad habits, don't judge me ♪

♪ Just don't waste my time ♪

Thanks for letting me in.

He's been having a hard time.

Yeah, aren't we all?

But he's two months behind on rent, so he better figure something out.

Alex.

Yo, Alex?

Alex, buddy, you here?

It doesn't look like he's here.

Yeah. Uh...

You know what, I should, uh, I should probably check the bathroom.

Oh. And what's that? Is that mold?

-Mold? -Yeah.

-My God. -Up in the corner.

Again? Where?

Damn it, I swear I had a guy here a few weeks ago look at this.

I swore he got it all.

Uh, yeah, sorry, it must've been a shadow.

My bad. Anyways, thanks for letting me come through,

make sure my friend's not rotting.

Okay, bye.

Dr. Wilder, could you please state your occupation?

I'm a forensic pathologist.

In reviewing the evidence of Miss Collins' death,

what did you find?

The victim sustained a concussion from a blow to the head,

resulting in cerebral edema.

And what was your determination upon that finding?

That if left untreated,

cerebral edema could have been the cause of death,

rather than the official cause, which was a gunshot wound.

So, was the concussion that resulted in cerebral edema

sustained pre- or post-gunshot wound?

In my opinion, pre-gunshot wound.

Pre-gunshot wound.

To clarify, in your professional opinion,

are you saying that the victim might have died

from cerebral edema, not a gunshot?

That's exactly right.

No further questions.

Dr. Wilder, can you conclusively state

the victim died of cerebral edema, not a gunshot wound?

-No, but that's not... -Nothing further.

Dr. Wilder, can you conclusively state

that cerebral edema played no part in the victim's death?

Based on what we know forensically,

it's likely that the swelling in her brain weakened her body,

making it harder for her to withstand the gunshot trauma

and potentially contributing to her death.

Nothing further, Your Honor.

I think I found that explosive thing that Alex was willing to show.

Uh, now, trigger warning, it is graphic.

Uh, legit NSFW, even though we are, uh, AW.

Come on.

I want you to use me however you want.

-Oh. -I warned you.

Okay, big daddy?

Wait, how do you know Ozzie made it?

I'm no expert, but I triple-checked the metadata myself,

and I also sent it over to my friend Erika Harris,

who works in digital forensics, but that could take weeks.

Why would Alex care if Ozzie and Wendy had a sex tape?

Well, because nothing brings in the cash like a sex tape

between a dead girl and her accused killer.

Hmm.

But who would want it back so badly they'd kill for it?

We think Alex may have stolen the sex tape

when he was here the night Wendy was murdered.

Hmm, I don't think so.

Because that's not me in the video.

Okay. Then who is it?

No idea.

My mom said that Wendy cheated on me, but she didn't know with who,

and she tried to show me the tape that night,

but I couldn't watch it.

So, the fight that you and Wendy had the night that she died

was about the sex tape?

Ozzie, do you see how easily the DA could spin this as motive?

I honestly put it out of my mind after.

And Wendy denied it. I didn't... I didn't know what to believe.

Believe this, whoever made that tape might've killed Wendy.

So, I need you to watch it to see if you can identify who the other person is.

What? No.

No.

I can't... I can't stomach that.

More than prison?

Hey, big daddy. You've been working so hard all day.

You deserve to be taken care of.

You're so strong. You're so powerful.

I can't believe I get to be with a man like you.

♪ You forget ♪

♪ How we fell in love ♪

It's an honor to be with a man like you.

Hey, big daddy.

You've been working so hard all day.

♪ How does it feel to have me thinking about you? ♪

It's an honor to be with a man like you, baby.

♪ Wishing my words were enough... ♪

I want you to use me however you want.

Okay, big daddy?

...use me however you want.

...use me however you want.

Ozzie doesn't know who's on the tape,

but introducing the video through a key witness

proves there was another person with motive to kill Wendy.

Or it proves that Ozzie had a reason to kill Wendy.

Wait, so your plan is, what, to just sit on video evidence

of another person close to Wendy who could've killed her?

I'm not saying we should sit on it,

but we should use a different witness with more credibility.

Because when I see Ozzie, I see my sons.

And I don't think I'd wanna take a risk that could give them 15 to life.

Jax. Hi.

Rosie, glad you could make it. Bill was just leaving.

Yes.

Thank you, Bill. Please, have a seat.

Is everything okay with Ozzie, or...

Oh, yes, I'm sorry,

I know that Krystal was a bit vague when she called you,

but that's because we're dealing with some sensitive information here.

There is a sex tape involving Wendy that may be circulating.

I-I'm aware. A-as is Ozzie.

I told him about it the moment I found out a few months ago.

He told me.

And Ozzie agreed to watch the video last night.

He wasn't able to identify the man in the video with Wendy.

Oh, my poor baby.

Oh, girl, please.

Come on. You found that video,

and you used the affair to pressure Ozzie

into ending things with Wendy.

Am I right, or am I right?

Jax, what do you need from me?

As you can see, I'm prepared to do whatever it takes

to save my son.

Even from himself.

Whatever it takes? Like killing Alex, or Wendy?

How about we skip the accusations

and focus on whatever the fuck I need to say on that stand?

Well, let's start with the truth.

Fine. I'll tell you everything.

Ozzie's talent was always clear as day.

When he was three, he booked his first national commercial.

And even then, we could tell he had something special.

So, you managed Ozzie for his entire career

while also parenting him and his sister. Is that right?

Yes, it was my job to do everything I could

to protect my son.

But he still ended up being victimized,

and I'll never forgive myself for that.

Given your involvement in Ozzie's life,

were you aware of his relationship with Miss Collins?

Of course. And Wendy wasn't just some girlfriend.

Ozzie actually planned to propose.

But...

But what?

Then I found out about the affair.

The affair?

What affair?

Sexual relations between Wendy and my husband, Sal.

Mrs. Edwards, how did you find out about this affair?

I found their sex tape.

Sidebar, Your Honor?

Your Honor, Mrs. Stewart hasn't submitted any tape into evidence.

I'm more than happy to take a recess to play the video in chambers.

Right, so that the jurors spend half the day

thinking about the victim in a compromised position

while the court reflects on whether to admit the video into evidence.

You trash the victim and ensure that even if the tape isn't admitted,

they sympathize with the defendant.

Your Honor, as the witness will testify,

finding the video prompted her to come forward

about her husband's alibi.

You may proceed, Mrs. Stewart.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Mrs. Edwards,

how did you come to be in possession of this video?

I was reorganizing a few things, and I found it in Sal's office.

I didn't know who the man was at first,

but after 34 years,

I-I recognized the hand and-and watch.

Did you ever confront your husband?

Oh, I did. And he seemed more angry than apologetic.

He, he thought that she had told me about the video.

Now, were you ever able to convince him

that Wendy had nothing to do with you finding the tape?

I didn't get a chance to. He stormed out that night.

Which night are you referring to?

The night of Wendy's murder.

But in your previous statement to the police,

you said that you were home with your husband and daughter.

I lied. I... I was trying to protect my marriage.

But then I-I realized I had no idea...

what my husband was capable of.

So, to clarify, you were home alone

the night Miss Collins died?

That's correct.

As for my husband...

he could've been anywhere.

But he wasn't with me.

Mrs. Edwards, one last thing.

Do you have access to your son's cabin?

The one Miss Collins' body was found a few miles away from.

Well, it's a family cabin, so we all have keys.

Do you all have access to the gun safe located inside the cabin as well?

Oh, I do not. I, I hate guns.

But once again, I cannot speak for others.

Thank you.

Mrs. Edwards, you previously told police

that your husband was with you on the night of the murder,

but now you admit that was a lie.

Yes.

So, you've lied in the past to protect someone you love?

Yes, but w-we all make mistakes.

Do you think your husband made a mistake with Miss Collins?

That wasn't a mistake, that was a choice.

He chose to betray our family.

Just like you're choosing to portray him

as a possible murderer to a crime he didn't commit?

Objection. Argumentative.

I'll withdraw, Your Honor.

Mr. Edwards' alibi wasn't just confirmed by you,

his car's GPS, and his phone records,

but your daughter also confirmed it.

Are you now saying that your daughter lied to the police?

-No. But what I... -That's right.

The only admitted liar is you, the betrayed wife.

And you said you'd do everything you can to protect your son.

Wouldn't you, Mr. Ortiz?

Mrs. Edwards, please answer.

Yes.

Do you know where your son was on the night of the murder?

He told me he was at home.

That's what he told me, so I choose to believe my son.

And what a choice that is, Mrs. Edwards.

Nothing further.

What the fuck was that, Rosie?

I thought we were on the same side.

But I guess you'll take down anybody who gets in the way

of what you really want, huh?

You gonna take care of me like you did Alex?

The Alex situation wasn't supposed to go that far.

I just wanted him to stop trying to sell our family story, not...

Don't you wanna keep our son out of prison?

-Oh, don't start with that shit. -I did what needed to be done.

You left the house that night.

To be with Vanessa. You know that.

You want me to blow up her life, too? I don't think so.

Oh, not you protecting your little white mistress.

Is this what you had planned all along?

To make it look like I killed Wendy when you...

When I what?

In case you forgot, this did not start with me.

This started when you were balls deep inside of Vanessa.

And just like you got to finish, so did I.

-Adam, we're ready to go. -Rosie, we're not done.

Adam, start the fucking car.

Ozzie, according to my investigator,

this video was made a year and a half ago,

which Kristin says coincides with when you and Wendy were on a break.

So, my sister confirmed the love of my life

wasn't officially with me when she had sex with my dad,

and my mom might have lied to me about that affair.

My sister might be covering for...

I got it. I got it. Oh, my God.

Here.

I'm sorry.

I know this case has been a lot.

But now those jurors can turn their attention away from you

and toward someone else.

I fucking miss her, Jax.

Every time I close my eyes, I see Wendy.

You shouldn't be alone right now.

Let me call Bill to see if he can meet us.

Can I come to your house?

That night was the last time

I remember sleeping through the night, and if I go home...

Ozzie, no. You're not supposed to leave your house.

-Plus, I'm having a family dinner tonight. -Okay.

Okay. That sounds nice.

You said if there's ever a reason that I need to leave,

you could get permission from the judge, and I could come...

-Yes, if it's an emergency. -This is an emergency!

Please.

Okay. Okay, okay.

I can try to get approval from Judge Williams

for you to leave your house.

I'll tell him you're having a rough time, okay?

Thank... Thank you.

Come on. Let's get you out of here.

Alright, Nisha, so let's just get right into it.

Let's do it.

So, I don't know if you heard this or not.

Some people are saying that you were jealous of Wendy and Ozzie's relationship.

Well, some people can kiss my Black ass.

And while he out here shucking and jiving,

talking 'bout some "pow, pow, gotcha," behind cameras,

Ozzie ain't nothing but a spoiled little bitch.

And a murderer.

Well, I gotta say, I am surprised

that you are still riding so hard for your good sis,

especially after Rosie Edwards' bombshell testimony

about Sal and Wendy's sex tape.

You believe that?

If Sal was on fire, Wendy wouldn't have spit on his ass,

let alone slob on his little dusty dick.

Be for real.

-But the video. -Which we never saw.

Even Rosie said that she'll lie for the people she love.

I just wish Wendy would have taken my advice

and left that man-child a little sooner.

And in honor of her memory,

I'm not keeping nothin' a secret no more.

Everything Wendy told me is coming the fuck out, period.

Oof.

Hey. I figured it was a tough day for both of us,

so I got burgers and fries from Apple Pan.

It was. Thank you.

Well, these are nice. Was it a special occasion, or...

No. When I got home,

they were on my doorstep with a note from Chris.

Well...

looks like effort.

Barely.

Did you get a chance to look at the divorce paperwork?

Oh, yes, I did.

He's asking for spousal support.

But you can easily counter.

What concerns me is he's requesting for the kids

to come and live with him in South Carolina.

What? No, that's a mistake.

Chris is not moving to South Carolina.

That's what he's saying.

And he's citing the loss of the house

as the reason for both the move and the custody.

What?

Alright.

Eddie.

It's about time you tell Jax.

About Chelsea.

Uh...

Alright.

If that's what you want, fine.

-Baby girl. -Hmm?

I didn't mean right now.

There's something you should know.

Oh, no. Are you sick too?

No, but...

Jax, you have a sister.

Her name is Chelsea, and she's 30 years old.

-She lives in... -Okay, wait. Are you serious?

I am.

Ma, did you know about this?

It's his business to tell you, not mine.

I wanted to wait a little bit,

given all that's happened with Lu and the trial,

but Lewis insisted, so...

You knew?

For how long?

And why would you tell him and not me?

I didn't tell him, but Deputy Dawg here found out somehow.

Lewis, did you hire a fucking private investigator?

I got it.

Did you hire Daniel?

I was trying to protect you.

Protect me from what? From my father?

Listen, if he's hiding a secret child, what else is...

She's not a secret, okay?

I love Chelsea just like I love Jax.

But she's a...

an unstable thief and a liar.

-Alright? -Hello.

Letting her into your life would be dangerous.

Which is why I'm looking out for my little girl, unlike you, Lewis.

You crackhead-ass nigga, I'll...

Okay, this is ridiculous.

Okay? I'm gonna deal with the both of y'all later. I...

And look who's here.

Hi!

Hi, everyone.

Uh, I'm Ozzie.

-Hi, Ozzie. -Hey, Ozzie.

So, can I get some of that cornbread to go?

It's amazing.

You like it? It's my recipe.

Then, ma'am, you must be an angel, 'cause it's heaven.

Thank you all for reminding me what family feels like.

You know, Ozzie, when I was on the road with the band...

Again with the music.

...I learned celebrity can be a lonely place.

You know?

Success don't mean much without people to share it with.

Ozzie, you like video games, right?

You know, Lewis's company worked on Assassin's Creed.

For real? That's sick.

Yeah, I'm very proud of that game.

I swear I have lost time playing that game.

I guess the fantasy world is better than the real world.

That's how I feel about wine.

Me, a bottle, and gettin' lost.

Ma.

What?

It's okay. I, uh... I understand.

Yeah...

I'm five years sober.

And I know it don't feel like it, but the craving passes in time. Yeah.

The trick is, is to not let it get at you before it goes away.

But you're doing your part just by being here with us.

You know? You can thank a higher power for that.

Yes.

Yeah, I guess. I'm not really into church.

Mm-hmm.

-No disrespect. -Hmm.

Well, then find the power inside of you.

You know, in the end, the only voice that matters

is the one we spend the most time listening to, our own.

I like that.

Can I use your bathroom?

-Yes, right to the... -I know, I know.

♪ Anxiety, keep on trying me ♪

♪ I feel it quietly... ♪

-Here you go. -Thank you.

♪ My anxiety... ♪

Hey, are you okay, by the way? After your mom's testimony?

Oh. Yeah, it's... it's whatever.

I'd rather not talk about my shitty family though.

Yeah, I totally get it. Uh...

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

Actually, can I get a water? I-it's healthier.

And, uh, I know it's my apartment,

but I think I'm getting a cramp.

Uh, I hope it's not gout.

-Okay. -Huh? It could be gout.

♪ ...tryna silence me, yeah ♪

Still or sparkling?

Um...

You know, how about some still?

-♪ ...it's my anxiety, yeah ♪ -♪ Brrah ♪

♪ Anxiety, anxiet... ♪

-♪ Oh, I feel it tryin', keep it tryin' ♪ -♪ Oh ♪

Actually, um, can I get a sparkling?

♪ Keep it quiet, keep it tired, oh, somebody's watchin' me ♪

♪ Anxiety, anxiet... oh, I feel anxiet... ♪

-♪ Brrah ♪ -♪ My anxiety, anxiet... ♪

-Anything for you. -Thank you.

You alright? You seem off.

No, I'm good.

Okay, you know...

Kristin, we need to talk.

I think you are a wonderful person,

and I think you deserve the very best.

I've been thinking a lot about us too.

And I... What a wonderful person you are.

And I think...

Daniel, I think I'm falling in love with you.

I-I-I love you, too.

♪ Anxiety ♪

♪ Keeps on tryin' me ♪

♪ Anxiety... ♪

Can I, uh, get a second. I...

I have to go to the bathroom.

Okay. Of course. Do your thing.

Be right back.

♪ Oh, I feel the silence ♪

-♪ Brrah ♪ -♪ Keep it quiet, keep it tired ♪

♪ Oh, somebody's watchin' me ♪

♪ Anxiety, anxiet... oh, I feel anxiety ♪

"What is Kristin hiding?"

Thank you.

Hey, you alright?

Yeah. Yeah.

Your driver will take you home, and I'll let the judge know that...

Hey, Jax?

Um...

Sorry.

I can't say I'm not disappointed.

But I'm also proud.

Why?

Because you gave 'em back.

I'm sure that was harder than taking them.

Yeah, you're right.

Despite all of that, um, this was still the best night

I've had in a really long time.

-Thank you. -Yeah, you're...

For everything.

You're welcome.

Call me when you get home.

No.

South Carolina? Really, Chris?

Was that the reason for the flowers, to lube me up before you fuck me?

No, it was because I'm sorry to have sprung all this on you.

Look, it's crazy for me too, okay?

I never thought we'd be like this until you did what you did. I'm s...

How long you gonna keep dangling that shit over my head?

I refuse to be your punching bag because you aren't man enough

to be the husband that I need.

And now, you want to try to take my kids away from me out of spite?

Good fuckin' luck.

Out of spite?

I'm taking them to give them a home.

You know that thing that you took away from our family?

Fuck you and that house, nigga.

I'd be damned if I let you take my kids or anything else of mine.

So, buckle up, because I'm coming for it all.

-Hey, hey. -Hey.

Look, uh...

we didn't get to talk last night about Eddie and Chelsea,

and, uh, I wanted to explain myself.

Okay.

Yeah. Yeah, I knew.

But I also told Eddie that he better tell you, or else I would.

Look, we have been through too much shit with the secrets and the...

and-and the truth that I knew I couldn't keep it to myself.

And I shouldn't have hired Daniel, but...

Jax, I just don't trust Eddie.

And then at the end of the day, I was right. He was lying.

This woman, Chelsea, his daughter, your sister,

if I had to guess why he was keeping her secret from you,

it's because she knows the kind of person he really is,

and he doesn't want her to tell you.

How much do you know about her?

I know just as much as you do.

But if you want to know more, I have her number.

-Lewis. -I'm...

I'm just saying.

You said how nice it was to have someone to lean on

when your mom got sick.

And maybe what you need now is family, like family, family.

You lived your entire life as the only child,

and that's not really the case.

Okay, look, if this Chelsea checks out to be legit...

it could be nice for you to have a relationship with her

like I have with my brother.

You know?

I understand that.

And I agree.

But right now, Lewis, what I need is to focus on saving Ozzie.

His bucket is so past overflowing.

He is a scared, lost, innocent child trapped in a man's body,

facing losing the rest of his life.

He needs me, Lewis, as does my mom.

So, right now, what I need is to focus on winning this case

and helping my mom heal.

Everything else waits, okay?

Of course, of course, it's okay.

I'm always here for you. You know that, right?

I know.

I know that, baby. I know.

Everything Wendy told me

is coming the fuck out.

Tomorrow I'm going live at 9:00 p.m. on IG,

and I'm spilling all the beans about Ozzie little freak ass.

This is Nisha McCall.

I am finally returning your calls.

Ozzie?

Why are you lying on me, Nisha?

Everything I said about you is true.

And so is the tea I'm 'bout to spill.

Oh, okay. Yeah. Well, I got some tea, too.

I know you're a crooked bitch

who steals clothes from film sets and resells them online

like they're brand new.

I'm gonna have to get you some wet wipes for them sticky-ass hands.

Oh, my hands are sticky?

You've been fingering Hollywood's top females

to get to where you are.

You have no idea what you're talking about, Nisha.

Nah, Wendy told me that you slept with the producer

to get the role in Homeboy Cop,

and that you fucked the director to get the role in Get Right.

What, to be number two on a call sheet?

But I guess you've been freaky ever since that old bitch diddled you.

Okay, look, look, look, look, Nisha, Nisha,

I'm not playing games with you.

If you get on IG and say anything less than

I'm the best fuckin' nigga you ever met, I promise you,

I'll cut that fake ass of yours out and shove it down your fucking throat

till you fucking choke!

Hey, man, you got a second?

Oh, yeah, come in.

I was, uh, just hoping you could give me some advice.

Sure, but I don't believe we've met. I'm Bill Sterling.

William Sterling?

Yes.

You've been served.

Divorce?

Bill. Hey.

I heard you and Jax had quite the day in court yesterday.

I'm sure that has a lot to do with you.

Keep it comin'.

And I have a feeling you and your family are gonna be happy

to see what happens after the partnership vote next month.

I'm sure my family will be thrilled.

Just sayin'.

You have a good night, Bill.

Yeah. Alright, thanks, Schmitty.

That was my buddy, Schmitty.

I'm sorry, Alan Schmidt, editor of That's Live Online.

Seems our matriarch here should be the one getting into acting.

What are you talking about?

That most of his press contacts think

that Rosie's testimony is gonna get us a not-guilty verdict.

Although it may put me in the back of a police car.

Eh, two birds.

You really couldn't have found any other way to save our son

and leave me out of this?

-You know I didn't do anything. -I'm sorry, Dad.

Are you really sitting here acting like Mom is the monster

when you fucked my girlfriend?

-I didn't! -And you're still denying it!

When there's a video proving it!

Uh... W-What's going on?

Yeah, what the fuck is going on?

-I... -Sal. Don't.

Somebody better start talking right now before I start screaming.

No, no, okay.

The-the-the tape is fake!

It's fake.

The woman in the video is-is-is Vanessa, my old assistant.

We've been sleeping together on and off for some time now.

Nine years and four months.

After you brought Wendy to the award show,

your mother had the wonderful idea to pay Alex

to change Vanessa's face to Wendy's.

Well, lucky for us,

the Edwards men like to dip their sticks in vanilla.

Oh, my God.

Wait a minute. Are you telling me that you hated Wendy so much

that you were willing to pretend that Dad had sex with her

rather than just let me be happy with the woman that I...

How could you do this to me?

What exactly did we do to you?

Because before that woman came into your life,

I was able to live mine in peace,

drinking my water, and minding my business.

And now, I am the mother of a drug-addicted,

sexually abused child star accused of murder.

I can't even go to the grocery store without seeing your face on magazines,

riddled with lies about all of us.

This family that has supported you

and sacrificed everything for you.

Did you kill Alex?

What?

How could you?

Mommy, did you kill Wendy?

I don't wanna be here anymore.

Sal.

Mom! You didn't answer the question!

I had no idea.

Ozzie, I swear! Ozzie!

I did my due diligence

and found out what Wendy told me about Ozzie was false.

Maybe Wendy isn't who I thought.

I still pray that her killer is found,

but I regret what I said on Fierce Nation.

Sorry, Ozzie.

♪ ...though digital's better ♪

♪ Listen, just wanna get along with you ♪

Rosie.

Hi.

Tonight, my son asked me if I killed Wendy.

Okay.

Did you kill Wendy?

No, Jax, I did not.

But you must have a theory about who did, though, right?

Is that why you're calling me, to tell me who did it?

Orsel was a sweet child.

But now I...

I realize there were some things I wasn't ready to see.

I think it was Ozzie.

I think my son killed Wendy.

Ozzie? Ozzie, what's wrong?

What is it? Another nightmare?

Kristin...

What if I killed Wendy?

♪ You took my heartbeat from me ♪

♪ This is the saddest story ♪

♪ What was wrong with my love? ♪

♪ You took my heartbeat from me ♪

♪ Should have just stabbed it for me ♪

♪ From ashes to dust ♪

♪ I just wanna get along with you ♪

♪ Dear diary ♪

♪ I remember like it was yesterday ♪

♪ It was October 30th ♪

♪ I no longer have any need for these worldly things ♪

♪ I wanna go where he is ♪

♪ I'll follow the fire in the sky ♪

♪ And like that... ♪