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Then just let me help out.

If I do a good job, you send my name up the ladder.

Maybe your boys can get paid to holler at me.

I don't know, man.

I ain't no choirboy.

I'm not so sure you can handle the things I'm getting into.

Believe it or not, I ain't no choirboy neither.

All right? I ain't who you think I am, Jay, trust me.

Just let me prove it, please.

All right.

We're gonna see if you can walk the walk.

Just don't say I didn't warn you.

You back for another round of questioning, Officer?

We shouldn't have came at you as hard as we did.

I'm sorry.

For real.

I get it.

I'm the new girl that threw out wild theories.

I'm coincidentally absent at all the wrong times.

What do you want me to say?

I'm not the killer.

That burner phone, though, you have to explain that.

My mom gave it to me so I could always reach her.

That doesn't make any sense.

Long story short, my mom cheated on my dad.

He was so mad that she started to worry

he might stop me and her from talking,

so she gave me the phone before she left.

But she's not answering my calls now when I need her.

It's my fault they broke up.

Kids are always blaming themselves for a divorce,

but grown-ups split up all the time.

My Auntie Monica had five husbands. Five.

That's a basketball team.

Ain't nobody fault but hers and the lames she chooses to marry.

No, you don't get it.

It's actually my fault.

I'm the one that caught my mom, and, admittedly, I didn't take it too well.

-Maybe I acted out. -What do you mean, acted out?

I just went crazy for one second.

-(SIGHS) -And the next thing I remember,

we're all mad at each other.

They're getting divorced and me and my dad are moving to Atlanta.

Thanks to my snooping, my parents split.

My dad is here in the hospital.

Deion's not even talking to me anymore.

Wait. What do you mean Deion's not talking to you?

Oh, I don't blame him. (SNIFFLES)

He thinks I'm responsible for getting him locked up,

and he's right.

It still hurts, though, especially after we...

Especially after what?

JAY: This the spot.

You're gonna go in there and ask for Dro.

-He gonna have something for you. -You ain't coming?

(SCOFFS) You trying to see what this life about, so go see.

Hey, and don't come back without that package.

You feel me?

(HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING FAINTLY)

(KNOCKS ON DOOR)

(HIP-HOP MUSIC BLARING)

Jay sent me.

So what's up with this package, man?

I don't really think I should just be putting that package

in anybody's hand except for Jay's.

You know, he dropped a lot of cash on it, so.

I'm his brother. You can trust me.

Yeah, you're the little football dude he was talking about, right? (SNIFFS)

Wait, didn't I hear something about you getting arrested last night?

Yeah. I mean, no.

They just wanted to talk.

Oh.

So, you talked to them? The police?

Not exactly. They...

Look, man, I didn't see nothing.

So I ain't have nothing to talk about.

You know, it's real crazy 'cause...

you know, police don't just be letting people just, you know,

walk out of their station unless they cooperate.

You ain't no snitch, is you, boy?

I ain't no snitch.

Ah!

Stay right there.

DRO: Come on, man. All the air left in that bag.

Make sure y'all bagging that tight.

What you doing, man? Being sloppy over there.

MAN: Yo, man, chill.

BETH: You must be out of your mind.

-No, I am not staying here. -You gotta.

I need to find Deion, and he's not picking up his phone.

So, you're just gonna leave me alone here with a serial killer?

That's the thing. I'm not so sure Liv's the killer anymore.

Why the hell not?

Some sob story about her parents' divorce and Deion using her for sex?

-Nowadays, we call that sophomore year. -Call it a gut feeling.

You're taking this good-cop thing way too far,

because my gut feeling says Liv is still our prime suspect.

That's because you're the bad cop

and exactly why you should stay here. Keep an eye on her.

-I thought we were in this together. -Yeah.

But this is the part of the movie where the partners split up

just for a few scenes, then come back together to solve the case.

(SIGHS)

You didn't see how bad it's hitting her. She's a mess.

And if she's not the killer, we need to be sticking together.

Trying to talk some sense into Deion might actually help,

so have a heart, Beth.

I know you have one in there.

God.

I can't stand this family-boy-sex drama.

I'm so not equipped.

(SIGHS) Just be there for her.

Can you do that?

Man, hurry up! We already late.

Put that in the trunk and let's bounce.

JAY: Damn.

(CHATTER)

-JAY: What you doing back there? -(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

-I told you we late. -Man, what the hell is this?

What it look like? It's a Halloween costume.

Jay, I'm being serious.

-You need to answer me. -Man, why you tripping?

Man, it's the same costume that Marcus had on when he died.

Man, come with me, and I promise you...

you'll get the answers you need.

-(HIP-HOP MUSIC BLARING) -(CHATTER)

Man, why we here? I thought you said I was gonna get some answers.

And you will.

Just chill.

What's this stuff anyways?

My guess, probably two parts cornmeal,

a little bit of flour, a little bit of garlic.

I don't know. Dro got a secret recipe.

Here's that catfish breading.

-Sorry it's late, man. -You was messing with me?

(CHUCKLES) You think I would really send you in there to get some drugs?

Dro went to culinary school, bro.

I texted him before you went in and told him to mess with you.

But why, man?

'Cause it was hilarious.

You should've seen the look on your face.

Man, you can laugh all you want,

but that still don't explain why you got that costume.

Actually, it does.

I do deliveries for Fade.

I pick up at one place, drop off at another.

Couple days ago, I was supposed to take these costumes

to the Old Metro Station for some big party.

I don't know. This one probably fell out the trunk.

But who chose that costume? Marcus' costume?

Hey, man, you can get that at any dollar store.

-It's probably just a coincidence. -Look, Jay, who chose it?

-It was Fade's party. -Well, then I need to talk to Fade.

I already told you I don't even know the dude.

Why this so important to you anyway?

This got anything to do with why you got locked up?

Or why you needed a loaded gun?

-Maybe you should start telling me some answers. -I can't.

Man, you need to get out of my face, then.

For real. Bounce.

KYM: Deion Elliot.

We need to talk.

DEION: How'd you find me anyways?

Why are you trying to play Liv? She told me you hit.

It's not even like that.

All right? She set me up.

I spent a night at a police station because of her.

Look, I just left the hospital with both her and Beth.

Liv knows she screwed up, but she really likes you, Deion,

and you'd know that if you'd stop partying and picked up your phone.

Does it look like I'm kicking it right now?

Not really. So, why are you here?

I'm looking for Mr. Fade.

But Shane was Fade, and he's dead.

Kym, somebody's throwing this party.

-You think Fade's here? -Well, he could be.

All I know is that Jay's working for him.

He knows more than what he's telling me.

So, if you can get Jay to give up Fade, then...

Then maybe Fade can lead me to Ghostface.

Maybe.

I think I can get it out of him.

How?

Enhanced interrogation techniques.

Watch me work.

Somehow I knew you was the Elliot with all the right moves.

-Yeah? -Yeah.

I mean, I know I grew up with Deion,

but I always had my eyes on you.

Pretty sure I caught you catching sneak peeks of me, too.

Yeah, I've been looking at you. You official.

So, uh, Mr. Fade sure knows how to throw a good party.

Mm-hmm.

You know, I was gonna throw a benefit,

a dance for the kids down at the Y.

I thought maybe it could use Mr. Fade's magic touch.

Can you introduce him to me?

-I'd like to meet him. -Tsk.

-Deion put you up to this? -What? No.

He told you I'm working with Fade?

Okay, look, Jay, with everything he's got going on,

we've got going on, I mean,

it would help a lot if you could introduce us to him.

(SCOFFS)

Come on, please. Don't be like that.

(SIGHS)

(CHATTER)

JAY: Yo.

You can't be putting my business out there like that.

-What? -You trying to play me?

You sent Kym to come get info out of me?

You really that desperate?

Yeah, I actually am.

All right, then.

Well, get your ass up.

-Why? -Because you about to meet Mr. Fade.

-Man, where's Fade at? -Man, I told you I'm gonna make the intro.

But you gotta tell me what's going on with you first.

I've done a lot for you recently.

And I knew you was holding secrets and I still didn't pressure you.

But Kym knows what's up?

Me, your own brother, don't?

All right.

Look, there's a serial killer on the loose, all right?

He's after me.

(SCOFFS)

Man, I thought you was gonna tell me the truth.

(STAMMERS) Look, I'm not playing, Jay.

Same dude that got LT,

four other kids from my school, man, my friends.

But he really want me.

-I know that sound crazy-- -Yeah, it does. It sounds crazy.

Man, we live in a rough place.