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Hey babe, look at you.

I just wanted to do something special for you.

Well, babe, I appreciate it,

but you ain't have to do this.

It's the least I can do.

Harmony, you gotta stop it now, okay?

I'm just saying.

Shoot, you got the job you want,

you got the position you want,

the raise you want, and then there's me.

- Hey, what about you? - What about me?

I went from being an operations manager

to making $14 an hour.

I mean, babe, that's not your fault.

My fault or not, I feel like I let you down.

What the hell? No.

- Let me down? - Yeah.

Babe, I didn't marry you for your money, okay?

I married you for this.

James. I'm serious.

I'm serious too, babe.

Shit, look, I got a promotion.

You ain't really gotta work no more, okay?

Oh shit. Yeah, right.

I'm serious.

We got a nice house, big cars.

I mean, shit, you be just like my grandma.

Really? Grandma Rose?

Yeah, Grandma Rose.

Mm-mm.

What you mean mm-mm?

Shit, my granddaddy told her she didn't have to work

and it was the man's job to provide.

Well, your Grandma Rose also had 14 kids,

so how the hell could she work?

I mean, 14 kids ain't sounding too bad right now.

Shut up, crazy ass.

Well, you know I started my new job today.

You start that today. You ready?

But you know what I was thinking?

Okay, so how much was the light bill?

Maybe I can help pay that.

Babe, I just told you, you ain't gotta worry about that.

Keep that money for yourself.

So you don't need me to pay anything?

You ain't gotta pay nothing, okay?

I got us.

And shit, with this money flowing in,

we just might have us a nice big ass house

on the lake somewhere, all right.

Okay, look at you, big baller.

No, look at us. Ain't no me without you.

All right, babe. You are smooth.

You talk to me nice.

Stop it before we will be making 14 kids.

All right, now see?

I might get started tonight. - Stop playing with me.

I'll be late.

But you know what?

I gotta get my ass outta here.

Can't be late on the first day, so.

Okay, baby.

But you know what?

You have a beautiful day on your first day too, right?

Anything special you want for dinner, besides me?

Look, you knew exactly where my mind was going, all right.

But nah, whatever you make is fine with me.

- Okay, baby. - Okay.

- Hello. - What's up girl?

Nothing. Staring at this damn screen.

That's right. It's day one, go ahead.

Oh, hold on.

Detroit Water and Sewage Company.

This is Harmony, how may I help you?

Well, ma'am, you have to pay your past due amount.

I'm sorry, ma'am, I understand.

Well, there's nothing I can do.

Well, damn bitch.

Hello.

Ooh, they starting early already, huh?

Girl, yes. These damn pestering ass people.

Pay y'all goddamn bill.

I don't know how much of this I can take.

What did your husband say?

Is he good with that pay cut?

He said he was.

He even said I could stay home and have 14 kids.

Girl, yeah, right.

Who the hell want all them kids?

I know, right? Girl, hell no.

I mean, maybe one way down the line.

Haa, I know that's right.

14 kids and your walls is gone, forever.

I mean, well.

Well damn, how long should I wait?

What you mean? As long as possible.

Shit, all man cheat.

What you need to do is make sure he get it outta his system

before you have motherfuckers have babies.

Really Coco?

That's what I said, all men.

Yours, shit, even my daddy

Girl, no, stop. Yo daddy?

Girl, I'm so serious.

That motherfucker 67 years old

and still cheating on my mama.

Girl, whatever.

No, but for real, for real.

No babies until you know for sure.

Well, I mean, I'm sure about my man.

That's why we got married in the first place.

Okay, okay. I hope you are right.

These white women be coming after our Black kings.

Girl, you just make sure you a porno star

in the bedroom.

Girl, please. James can't get enough of me.

Right, right, I know, I know you puts it down.

Mm-hm, but so does Becky.

Girl, shut up.

All right, well anyway,

let me get back to these damn phone calls.

Well, all right then. Okay girl.

Shit, I'm about to find me a good ass movie to watch on too.

Bye.

Detroit Water and Sewage Company.

This is Harmony.

Hey baby.

What's up babe?

How are you? So how was your first day?

It was stressful, but you know what?

Ain't shit I can't handle.

That's what I like to hear.

But enough about me. How was your first day?

- Horrible. - It was that bad?

Yes. I mean, they call me every name in the book.

Just pay your goddamn bill.

I don't know how much of this I can take.

Look, it's gonna get better, right?

- I hope so. - That's right.

It will.

Come on and sit down. Let me get you dinner.

Alright.

Damn babe, shit looks good as hell.

Thank you.

You know I can't have Becky out-doing me.

Who the hell is Becky?

You know, your little ivory queen.

Girl, please.

You know I ain't gonna ask for nobody but you.

Mm-hmm, okay. If you say so.

That's the truth.

All right. Well, finish your dinner

so you can meet me upstairs for dessert.

Hey baby, your breakfast almost ready.

Look so, I kind of gotta tell you,

I had to work two extra hours early now, so.

I mean, what?

So should I start waking up earlier?

Of course not. Babe, you got a job too.

Look, I'll just grab the Tim Hortons on the way.

If you say so.

Get you some extra sleep, alright?

Yes, because my job is so important.

Well, would you stop it?

Your job is very important, okay?

Of course it is.

I'm a punching bag for the water company.

Well, if you don't like it, you know you can always quit.

I told you I got it.

No, no, I'll stick it up.

I mean, at least until something better comes along.

All right, well if you say so.

Okay.

All right, well, go ahead and go.

I'll make sure you have dinner ready tonight.

You know I love it, so I can't wait.

Enjoy your day.

- I'll see you. - Okay.

- Hello. - Hey girl.

Hey, Coco.

Girl, what's wrong?

Nothing.

I'm just not in the mood for these damn people today.

Girl, I feel you.

I'm so glad Chrysler laid me off.

I get tired of all them ghetto ass hoes.

- Girl, stop. - Hell nah.

I am so serious.

I'm so tired of everybody sleeping with everybody,

your man is my man,

everybody fucking everybody and fighting.

Matter of fact, I think I saw your husband

dropping some food off.

Girl. Why do you hate James so much?

Because he didn't even know your ass in high school,

he was only interested in them damn cheerleaders.

I mean, that is true.

And that bitch left his ass at the altar.

He was looking stupid as hell.

Then he found out you got a successful career

and here he come, this old lying ass.

Okay, well, now he makes more money than me.

And that's the part that worries me.

Now what if he get tired of paying for everything?

Girl, then what?

Girl, he already said he's fine with everything.

He even said I could quit.

Girl, you better not quit.

Then you'll be like, what, his slave?

You just being mean, Coco.

Uh-uh, uh-uh, no.

I'm just real.

Mm-hm.

All right, well, let me get back to these phone calls.

I'll just talk to you later.

Okay then, shit, this blunt and Stella

is calling my name.

It's 9:00 AM.

Oh for real?

Shit, I'm late, girl.

I'll talk to you later, bye.

Bye.

Water and Sewage Company.

This is Harmony.

Babe, what's wrong with you?

Nothing.

I'm just thinking about something Coco said.

Oh shit, here we go with Coco hating ass.

What'd she say?

Nothing. Just forget it.

No, no, hold on, hold on.

What'd she say?

Okay.

Well, so we've known each other since, what, the 10th grade?

Yeah.

And not once did you ever try to talk to me.

That's not true at all.

Yes, it is.

You used to sit up here and holler

at the little light-skinned cheerleaders.

You never even looked my way.

Baby, I was young and immature back then.

I'm a grown man now.

Coco said you didn't show any interest in me

until you found out I was an operations manager.

Do you really believe that?

I'm just telling you what Coco said.

Well, look man,

you gotta stop listening to your hating ass friend, alright?

That's the reason why her ass ain't got a man now.

Okay, well my hating ass friend, she actually got a point.

Baby, look, that was high school,

I was young, I was immature.

But like I said, I'm a grown man now,

and I'm very comfortable with the situation we got going on.

It's just, I don't make

the same amount of money I made before.

I just don't feel the same about myself.

But I didn't marry you for the money.

Are you sure, James?

For the thousandth time, Harmony, yes, I'm sure.

I got us.

Okay.

Come here.

You sleepy?

Yeah, I am. Think I'mma call it a night, babe.

Okay, well, I'll be right behind you.

All right.

Guess I'll be all right.

Joi, what you doing here?

Well, hello stranger. How you been?

I'm good, shit.

What's got you back in Michigan?

You know, just missing my family,

my brother and sister, for real.

Things ain't really been the same

since our mom passed away.

Oh man, I'm sorry to hear that.

You still with the Falcons, though?

- Hell no. - What happened?

That's a long ass story

and I just have to tell you some other time.

But look at you, I see all that eating worked out for you.

Girl, if you don't stop it.

So what you doing over this way?

Oh shit, I work in this building.

Okay, okay, all corporate and stuff now.

I mean, you know, since you broke up with me

and I messed up my knee,

I started to take school more seriously.

Boy, stop it.

We broke up and you ran right to that mixed breed.

What was her name again?

- Vanessa? - Yep, that's her.

Oh, and I see you got a ring on.

So the two of you must have got married, huh?

Yes, I am married, but no, it's not to her.

So what cheerleader did you pick up then?

Damn, why she gotta be a cheerleader?

Boy, because that's all your used to do.

You would throw the ball and watch us on the sideline.

Well, if you must know,

no, she's not a cheerleader.

- Really? - Yes, really.

But I gotta get to work. It was nice seeing you.

You too.

Why you don't take my number real quick?

I guess I can do that.

All right, see you.

See you.

You okay? You quiet.

Yeah, babe. Just thinking about work, that's all.

Hmm. Well, it must be important.

You over there looking all weird.

Okay, so now I'm weird?

Anyway, how was your day?

Horrible as usual.

I need to get my Black self back on indeed.

I don't know what else I could take.

These people over here was just crazy.

Are you even listening?

Hmm? Yeah.

I'm sorry, babe.

Look, I just got a lot on my mind, alright?

I think I'm just gonna call it a night.

Okay, I'll clean up.

All right, love you.

James was acting weird yesterday.

You surprised?

It's like his body was here

but his mind was someplace else.

And so it starts.

I'm serious.

New people, new position.

Hell, he probably got BBL snow bunnies hopping around.

Would you stop?

I'm just saying, keep your eyes on him

in case he start doing, you know, different shit.

Like what?

I don't know, shit he didn't do before,

like, you know, coming home late,

wearing different cologne, you know, shit like that.

So you want me to spy on him?

Girl, you better.

Or your ass gonna be over here sleeping on my couch.

Hello?

Hi Mrs. Winslow, I'm looking for your husband.

He ordered a trophy

and I wanna make sure I got the correct spelling.

Trophy? What kind of a trophy?

A cheerleader trophy.

Cheerleader?

Yes. Oh wait, I'm sorry.

This was supposed to be a surprise.

I'll just call Mr. Winslow. I'm so sorry.

What the...

Your call has been forwarded

to an automatic voice message system.

At the tone, please record your message.

When you have finished recording, you may hang up

or press one for more options.

Hello.

Girl, I am bored outta my mind,

I need to find something to do.

Hello, hello?

Oh, sorry girl. I just got the weirdest call.

Okay, who was it?

Some trophy shop.

What you mean trophy shop?

Yes, looking for James.

So what the hell he buying trophies for?

I have no idea. He said a cheerleader trophy.

Oh, okay.

So his perverted ass buying little girls trophies now?

It makes no sense/

Girl. I swear, nothing with his ass make any sense.

What you need to do is start snooping through his shit.

Girl, what?

I can't do that.

Okay, okay, you go ahead.

Keep playing boo boo the fool.

You know what?

I'll just ask him at dinner tonight.

Look, I'm just saying if you need it,

I got a Glock 19 with a 30 round clip.

Coco, girl.

I'm just saying.

My cousin June bug now, he got a backhoe

and we got property down in Wixom.

Come on now.

Now I think you're overreacting.

Okay, all right, I hope so then.

All right. But if he's not, I got you.

Hey baby. Another long day?

Hell yeah, babe.

This new system is kicking my ass.

Shit, I'm starving. What's for dinner?

Chicken again?

Well, I haven't seen you lately,

so I don't know what you want anymore.

What the hell is that supposed to be?

- I got a weird call today. - Okay, and?

Something about a trophy shop.

A cheerleader trophy.

Oh. I had to order a trophy with my boss's daughter.

She's on the cheerleading team, babe.

And he asked you why?

What's with all the fucking questions?

What? It's just a simple question.

We all know how you just love cheerleaders.

Here we go with this shit again. Come on.

All I asked was for you to explain.

Explain what?

How I go work every goddamn day,

busting my ass for you to have a better life?

And this is what I get?

Sure, James, turn it around.

I'm not turning shit around.

Man, you know what, I ain't gotta deal with this shit.

- Where you going? - Let the fuck go.

- Hello. - Hey girl.

- So how'd it go? - Not good.

Aw, what happened?

He said the trophy was for his boss' daughter.

And you believe that bullshit, huh?

Hell no.

He got mad and he got up and left.

I bet his ass did. Guilty conscience.

I mean, I don't know what to do.

I don't have no money saved, I don't have nothing.

And plus I really love him.

Okay, so do nothing.

What? So you telling me to do nothing?

Right.

Go back to your regular schedule

and let him think you believe his lying ass.

And then what?

Okay, two things.

If he's gonna get tired of her ass,

or we can find out where she's staying

and go beat that bitch down.

I don't even know for sure if he's cheating you.

You right.

But you know what, I got a surefire way

to find out for sure.

What?

Cook his favorite meal tonight,

be all nice and sexy and submissive

you know, that shit they like.

And pay attention to this part.

You listening? Okay.

So if he can't get it up

and he make all kind of excuses,

bam, that's your proof, girl.

Okay, so what if everything goes smoothly?

But I bet his dog ass still probably cheating.

I'd have to do plan B.

What's plan B?

Girl, follow his ass.

Oh, snap. Baby, what's all this?

- Hey baby. - Hey.

I'm sorry about yesterday.

I just wanted to make it up to you.

It's all good, babe. I appreciate it.

I know. Come on, sit down.

Oh snap, you made my favorite.

Yeah. I hope you like it.

Shit, babe. I mean, we should argue more often.

James.

I'm joking.

Damn, babe, this look real good.

Now hurry up, eat your food

because I have dessert waiting for you after.

Oh yeah? Shit, what is it?

I don't know what's wrong, babe.

Maybe it's the job that got me stressed out.

It's fine, James.

Come on, let's just go to bed.

Where are you going?

I'm just going to the bathroom real quick.

Fuck, fuck.

Fuck. Goddamn.

You okay in there?

Yeah babe, everything all good.

I'm good, I'm good.

Just, I'm good.

Fuck, fuck.

Work, work, goddammit, work.

Oh wow. So he couldn't get it up, huh?

No.

Damn. Has that ever happened before?

Well, hell no.

Anytime I got out the shower, he was ready.

Girl, anytime I put on my exercise clothes,

he was ready.

Every single time, he was always on me.

Look, I know you don't wanna hear this, Harmony,

but that motherfucker cheating on you.

But he said that his job was stressing him out.

Yeah, right,

that's because he already got his rocks off

before he got on.

When does he even have time?

When he leave here, he be at work all day.

All right, then, call him now.

What?

Yeah, call his ass now, see if he picks up.

Okay, hold on.

Hey baby.

I was just checking up on you.

All right, well I'll see you later on tonight.

I love you.

Okay, he was at work.

Girl, that don't mean shit.

What more do you want me to do?

Alright, so what time does he leave off of work?

I don't know, I'm usually asleep.

I think maybe around 4?

Well yeah, follow his ass.

Girl, what?

Girl, follow him.

Yeah, make sure his slimy ass is going to work.

Ne.

Okay. Yeah, that's your relationship.

If you wanna turn a blind eye, be my guest.

But if you wanna know the truth,

follow his ass.

I told you.

Old dirty piece of shit.

I saw her with my own eyes.

So did she look familiar?

No, I don't think so.

Okay, so what you wanna do?

Beat her ass, shoot him?

'Cause you know, I'm down for either one.

I'm so hurt right now,

I honestly don't know what to do.

Damn, girl, I know.

I know how you feel.

It was like when I caught Raheem cheating on me.

Coco, you broke his arm

and shot all his car windows out.

Exactly, I did.

I felt better after that though.

He was your boyfriend. This is my husband.

Come on.

Don't tell me you still wanna be with this fool.

For better or worse, to death do its part.

Look, I told you men gotta get

that cheating shit out of they system.

All right, well, what if I confront him?

Yeah, okay. All he's gonna do is deny it.

Then turn that shit around and blame it on you.

What?

Maybe it is my fault.

Uh-uh. Girl, you better not.

Think about it.

I lost my job, I don't make what I used to.

I sit at home all day.

Then I done put on some weight.

Mm-mm, I know you fucking lying.

So you just gonna justify him sticking his dick

in another woman?

Girl, listen to yourself.

I love my husband, Coco.

Okay, I get it.

Trust me, I do, I do.

But you just can't let him get away with this.

So I leave him, and then what?

I don't have a good job anymore.

I don't know.

Maybe if I say something to him, maybe he'll stop.

Oh, and just like that, huh?

Oh baby, I'm sorry.

I promise not to fuck anymore hoes.

Girl, don't be a fool, shit.

Just like I said,

get married once the man is done being a whore,

and it is obvious he's not done.

This shit is not fair. I do everything I'm supposed to do.

Okay then, I tell you what,

go confront her ass.

Huh?

You heard me.

Go to that bitch's house

and tell her to leave your fucking husband alone.

I mean, do you think that'll work?

Girl, I don't know. It depends.

He could be lying to her ass too.

Damn, baby, we act like two teenagers.

I know man. I can't get enough of you, shit.

Oh shit, James is falling in love.

I ain't gonna lie, I think I am though.

So why are you such in a rush

to marry a bitch that you don't even like?

Man, look, she had a good ass job

and I had all these student loans, I needed some help.

Hmm. Now, she's only making $14 an hour.

So how did that work out for you?

I mean, I want a divorce, but--

But what?

Alimony. Man, that shit is gonna bleed me dry.

What? Y'all two don't even have kids together.

That bitch won't get shit.

You think so?

Hm-hm. But I'll ask my sister for you.

All right, do that for me, baby, please?

I got you.

But you need to get outta here and go to work.

Yeah, you right, you right.

I'll do that and gotta get outta here.

I think you're forgetting something.

Thank you.

- Hello. - Hey girl.

This shit is working out better than I even thought.

That fool still in love, huh?

You know he is. Giving me half his check every week.

Man, he was always a sucker.

Wait, ain't he married?

Yes, and?

And nothing.

That's how you got fired from the Falcons,

messing with the married ones.

Yeah, yeah. I know.

I'm doing this one a little different.

He's even ready to get a divorce.

Girl, and then what?

Because I know you ain't getting married.

Hell no, I'll be long gone by then.

Wait, somebody at my door.

Let me see who this is.

I'll give you a call back, sis.

All right.

May I help you?

Hello, my name is Harmony Winslow.

I'm James' wife.

I just wanted to see if we can have a conversation.

James, who? I think you got the wrong house.

Come on now. I followed him here a couple of times.

I got the right house.

Look, I don't want anything to do with this.

Listen, I just wanna have a civil conversation.

I ain't coming to cause no drama.

Come in.

Okay. So now what?

So did he tell you he was married?

I saw the ring.

And that meant nothing to you?

He's not my husband.

So what's your name, and where he meet you from?

You really wanna have this conversation right now?

Yes, I do.

I'm an old friend, and we ran into each other

and shit just happened.

Why do you even need to know all of this?

Because I wanna know where I stand with my husband.

Well don't you think that's a conversation

the two of you should be having?

I didn't force his ass to do shit.

He was unhappy at home.

Unhappy, since when?

Listen, things been good

all the way up until what, two weeks ago?

That's when I showed up

and showed him what he been missing.

Hmm, missing?

Look, it's obvious you don't ride it like I do,

suck it the way I do or make him explode the way I do.

So he just using you?

Call it what you want, but he can't get enough of me.

What is it?

I think I'm falling love all over again.

What about your wife?

Man, fuck my wife, alright?

I'm about to drop the divorce papers right now.

I don't know what more you want from me.

Listen, I came here

because I wanted to tell you face to face,

woman to woman, leave my husband alone.

On that note, I think it's just time for you to go.

And woman to woman, James only married you

because he was looking for a fool to help him pay his bills.

And once you got laid off, he was done with you.

So whether I showed up or not,

he was planning on leaving your ass.

Hey, how'd it go ho?

Coco.

What's up?

I fucked up.

Oh my gosh, I think she dead.

- You still there? - Yes.

Girl, send me the address.

I'm on my way.

- Oh, the fuck. - I fucked up.

Oh shit. That bitch set you off, didn't it?

Fuck it, bitch.

She deserves it. - What the fuck I'm gonna do?

Okay look, got some wipes.

You gotta rub everything down.

Hurry up.

Hurry up, shit.

Now what?

You gonna go with me,

we gonna put some shit in the bag.

As long as nobody saw your ass, you good.

All right? - All right.

Let's go. Fuck this.

Damn Joi, where the fuck is you at, fuck.

- Hey. - Hey.

Where you been?

I'm just coming from Coco house.

What's going on with hating ass Coco now?

Nothing. Nothing special.

So I don't get no dinner because of Coco?

No, sorry.

Look, I lost track of time today.

Let me just go in the kitchen real quick

and make you something real quick.

You know, you getting real fucking sloppy.

What the fuck did you say to me?

Sloppy. The fucking house ain't clean.

I ain't got no fucking food on the table.

And you look like you ain't fucking showered.

You look like you fucking stink.

Man, fuck you, James.

Fuck you too, Harmony.

I'm out this motherfucker.

Thank you.

So what do we have here?

We got a female, early to mid-30s, head trauma, DOA.

Any witnesses?

Nope, no witnesses.

Her sister wanted us to do a welfare check.

She wasn't answering her phone for two days.

And when we got here, the door was already open.

Mm.

It looks like we have the murder weapon here.

Someone come bag this.

You also need to find out who those shoes belong to.

Okay, bag those shoes and that phone on the table.

I am just coming here to get some of my things.

Babe, can we talk for a minute?

About what, James?

About the other day, Harmony.

Look, I'm sorry.

Sure you are.

Babe, listen. Harmony, I really am, okay?

Look, I lost sight of things.

This job is overwhelming.

There was some other things that got your attention too.

Mr. James Winslow.

Yes.

I'm Officer Stinson, this is Officer Jones.

We're with the homicide division.

We just want to ask you a few questions.

- Homicide? - Yes, sir.

Come on.

You know a woman by the name of Joi Thomas?

Yeah. I mean, yes.

What's going on?

She was found murdered in her home yesterday.

- Murdered? - Yes.

What happened?

Well, that's what we trying to find out.

When was the last time you talked to her?

Do we gotta do this right now?

We could do this now

or we could do this at the police station.

The choice is yours.

Okay, okay.

A woman is dead and we need to know what happened.

Let me guess, this is your wife

and she doesn't have a clue about you and Ms. Thomas.

No, she don't.

Well, I have hundreds of text messages between you two.

Damn baby, that shit was great.

I missed that big dick.

I missed your fine ass too. I needed that.

Okay.

What do you guys want?

When was the last time you seen the deceased?

A couple days ago.

I stopped by over there before I went to work

and then I left.

Stop by for what?

Really?

That must mean your DNA is all over her place, huh?

Yes, it is.

Don't leave town, we'll be in touch.

What? I didn't kill her.

I didn't say you did, but you killed us.

I hope it was worth it.

Kim, what the hell are you doing here?

I think you know why I'm here.

Look right now ain't a good time, alright?

Not a good time?

Well let's make it a good time.

Damn, what the fuck?

Calm down. I ain't gonna hurt you.

But your cheating ass husband...

Bro, look, I don't know what's going on.

I just found out today, alright?

So you didn't know my sister was dead?

Kim, I've been texting your sister

for the last couple of days,

now she ain't responding back.

Kim, who the fuck is this?

Oh this, this is my brother Michael.

Bro, put the gun up.

I'm not the enemy here, dawg.

Look, I'm just as confused as both of y'all at this.

Something just don't feel right.

We were on the phone right after you left.

She gets a knock at the door.

She was supposed to call me back.

I haven't spoke to my sister in two days.

I sent the police over there to do a welfare check on her.

They found my sister dead. Why is that?

Look, y'all gotta believe me, okay?

I had nothing to do with this.

Kim, me and your sister loved each other.

Love? He obviously don't know our sister.

Kim, tell him about our sister.

No, I'm not trying to tarnish her name, Michael.

He deserve to know the truth, man.

Please.

Our sister,

our sister was a scammer.

A scammer?

Like, what you mean a credit card scammer?

No, not that kind.

She had a thing for young rich athletes.

What the hell that got to do with me?

I don't understand.

Look man, that's why she moved back to Michigan.

She got caught stealing from the players on the Falcons.

Okay?

She was fired. She needed the money.

So she was putting up a plan to scam you.

What? You thought y'all just randomly ran into each other?

Yeah.

She was following you for months, James.

She was waiting for the perfect opportunity

to bump right into you.

Wait, so y'all telling me I ruined my fucking marriage

for a fucking lie?

You been played, my boy.

Yeah. By listening to your little head

instead of thinking with your big one.

I'm sorry that you had to find out this way.

I tried to stop her, but I'm sorry.

Thank you.

Sis, it's obvious they ain't got no clue here.

We need to go find the real killers.

Yeah, they did find some fingerprints

on a glass that was there and some man's shoes.

So hopefully they can fingerprint the right person.

Hey, my bad for putting the guns on you man.

Probably should have got some evidence first.

Fuck out my house.

So what now, Harmony?

You can get your shit and get the fuck out.

That's what.

Bitch, this is my house.

You ain't put a dime to this motherfucker.

So, not according to my divorce attorney.

- Oh really? - Yeap.

Because your ass cheated, the house mine.

Your car, mine. That 401k, mine.

Bitch I'd kill you

before I let you take a dime of everything I fucking made.

Take? I done already took.

You can thank your cheerleading ass bitch for that.

Watch your fucking mouth, Harmony.

Oh why? Because you loved her?

I hope she like that trophy wrapped around her head.

What?

You heard me?

I came to her, woman to woman.

But her little smart ass mouth got fucked up.

So you killed her?

And guess who DNA they gonna find?

Harmony, Harmony, Harmony.

Please tell me you didn't do what I think you did, Harmony.

Yes, I did.

I hope your ass rot in prison.

Bitch, I'll kill your motherfucking--

Girl, you okay?

- Yeah, I am. - Dammit.

Told your ass.

Yeah, I know.

Look, I got family and land, I got a backhoe.

Let's wrap this nigga up and put him in the trunk.

Fuck it. Come on.

Hey babe, I'm about to go.

Okay babe. You have a good day at work.

You too.

Anything special you want for dinner?

Anything you make is fine.

All right.

Detroit Water & Sewage.

This is harmony, how can I help you?