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(bright music)

(slow and muffled hip hop music)

(clear and slow hip hop music)

♪ Listen to what people say

♪ They don't know about

♪ About you and me

♪ Get it up to mine, 'cause you're crazy.

♪ They don't know

♪ 'Cause I been thinking about you bitching,

♪ I can't sleep without you bitching,

♪ You been hard up on my mind, yeah

♪ I've been dreaming about you bitching

♪ The way you dance around that ball

♪ You do your thing and hit that spliff

♪ You ain't gotta say a word,

♪ Just let your body

(slow and muffled hip hop music)

(knocking on door)

Hey, Daddy.

What up?

(suspicious music)

Yo, didn't I tell your ass to leave that rugrat

in the crib while you working?

You weren't gonna watch him

Bitch, realize it was in your face.

Sorry, Daddy.

Alright.

I got this trucker trying to come through here

about two hours.

Okay.

- He lonely. - Okay.

Now, he's making his bread all day.

Trying to spend all that shit up on you.

Okay.

I need you be at your best, all right?

- You hear me? - I hear you.

Alright.

Keep the little guy out the way too.

He won't be a problem.

Alright.

Since we got some time

that means you get Daddy right-right quick.

Hold on.

I ain't not going to own the merchandise.

You can't use it when you want it.

Hold on. Jodie, you know what time it is.

I need some time.

(alarm clock beeps)

(door closes)

(alarm clock stops)

(slow piano music)

(water running)

(tap running)

(water sloshing)

(water sloshing)

(slow piano music continues)

(water sloshing)

(slow piano music stops)

(water fades)

(uplifting piano music)

(uplifting piano music continues)

(suspicious tone)

- Action. - Hit this shit, Bae.

Yeah, that's some good shit.

So tell me about you. You grew up from around here?

I thought I knew all the dudes around here.

You a new face for real.

- Oh, you met all of 'em? - Really?

Nah, I'm just fucking with you.

Nah, but for real though. Me and my sister,

we used to go to the painting at rec center.

Used to beef with the Fourth Street,

them Darin Project Boys.

I think I killed one or two of them niggas too.

- Nigga? - No, I'm fucking with you.

Okay. Oh, you Mr. Funny Man. You got jokes? Okay.

That's funny 'cause your profile didn't say nothing about

you being a comedian though.

I be trying, you know? I'm trying.

- I hear you. Yeah. - Handsome, down-for-whatever,

down for some 420.

Your mother raised you right.

How come you don't talk about her?

I mean I ain't really nothing to talk about.

Damn, just cut her out the picture like that?

I mean she live her life. I live mine.

There ain't really nothing to talk about.

All right. I just asked a question. No need to get salty.

No, you good.

I mean, so you ready to see what movie's on Netflix?

You mind if I get comfortable?

Let's go, so you can get comfortable.

- Let's go - Action.

I know we just met and everything,

but don't get telling everybody I'm a freak.

I don't want everybody all in my business.

Safe word.

(suspicious music)

Wait, Bae.

Oh, fuck.

(slow piano music)

Damn, Bae.

I'm so fucking wired.

(eerie music)

- You at this again? - Don't hate.

You should probably get on BlackGentry

and see what you could pull.

I don't know. Online dating?

And don't act like you're too good for it either.

- I mean, I don't know. - I just don't trust it.

It just seems like a bunch of fake people

with fake pages and fake photos.

Well, you know you could still meet them

face-to-face though, right?

Well yeah, but I don't know. I just don't trust it.

I mean, yeah, but something called FaceTime

so you can at least meet the person

Girl, I don't know.

It just seems like a bunch of psychos

and crazy people just, they're beating they meat

as soon as you say, "Hi" on the video.

Yeah. That's nasty.

Oh, please. That's too much for you, of all people?

I mean, I'm gonna still look.

- You so crazy. - So, look, look.

He's, he's kind of cute.

- Yeah, he's kind of cute. - See it's not that bad.

Look. He's alright. He's okay. He's okay. He's cute

- Him? - Oh no, that's the one.

- He cute. - Yes.

Okay, okay. I don't know.

(eerie music)

Let's see what he talk about.

(door closes)

(eerie music ends)

- Damn. - He ain't waste no time.

No, for real.

'Cause I'm fine, that's why.

Yeah.

He's kind of fine though. You know what?

He cute.

Hey Daddy, you ready to party with Passion?

Or did you forget about our appointment?

Nah, I ain't forget. I just had a few things going on.

- How much you say? - 500.

If you don't have cash,

you can Cash App me at Passion for Play.

(eerie music)

(eerie music stops)

(slow piano music)

(slow piano music continues)

(water splashing)

Detective Powell.

Yeah.

Sure, It's no problem.

I'll be at the precinct shortly

and I can talk to her when I get there.

Alright.

(car doors close)

(footsteps on gravel)

(zipper opens)

Unbelievable. She was a user.

How come we the only ones here?

No one else seems to hear the dispatch.

[Detective Scott] I don't know. It's not a good look.

No, it's not a good look. We have no leads.

No one else is coming forward

and no one else seems to know what's going on.

Hey, you hear me talking.

Are you just gonna stand over there.

- [Detective Scott] - Whoa, Powell.

So you just gonna stand there, Man?

Seems like you got it all under control, Pal.

There's no need for me to be here.

You're the reason why we having the problems

that we have been,

and you wonder why the civilians is acting the way they act.

They have no belief in us because of bullshit like this.

- Man, save your speech. - You know what,

- you save it, huh? - Whoa, whoa, whoa, Powell.

That's enough.

You think I'm playing with you?

That's enough!

Listen, we got a job to do.

Not my job, Scott.

What the fuck did you just say?

I mean, who's gonna care anyway?

It's just another hooker dead.

Man, you wanna do something, Man.

Watch your fucking mouth.

I Oughta whoop your ass myself.

Oh, alright. So, since you're threatening me,

how about let's call it in.

You can have both of your jobs. How's that sound?

- I am your superior, Bitch. - I'm done here.

[Detective Scott] You ought to be stripped of your badge.

I swear, I thought that bitch had nine lives.

- Right? - I mean, you know,

when people started asking like if we'd seen her

and stuff, and not a word, not a peep from her for weeks.

I just knew.

Girl, when Janet called me

and said that she seen a body in the dumpster

all cut up and shit,

I was like, "Oh, hell no."

- Right. Not Passion. - Anybody but Passion.

I have been on these streets a long time.

Anyway, as I was saying, I always knew Passion stayed out

of the way of danger so she wouldn't get caught up.

Exactly. I mean, I remember this one time Passion,

cut a trick, sliced his eye and everything.

I remember.

I was there and I knew Passion would make it out here.

- Will you come out? - Right.

God bless you and thank you. Yes, yes.

If you come out on Tuesday, oh yeah,

you are gonna have a changed life.

- A changed life. - Yes sir.

We're getting this wicked center up off these streets.

Mm, yes. Yes. Woo. Yes.

Them mother fuckers.

Them mother fuckers don't care. They don't give a fuck.

Why? Talking about defending the police.

"Black lives matter." But what about people like you and me?

That's right.

Them mother fuckers don't care at all.

Why? 'Cause we slinging ass, tricking?

To them, it's just another prostitute dead.

The only time they care

is if we sucking a fucking one of them under the bridge.

Only to bust us after it's time to pay up.

I remember this one time,

I had this cop feeling all on my titties

and then he whooped my ass.

He fucked me up so bad I couldn't work for a week.

Pig-ass mother fucker.

I'd rather be locked up if it's gonna be like that.

That's that bullshit.

- Yo, your phone. - You dropped your phone, Yo.

- That don't even work. - Oh.

I mean, if you get a sim card, you can have that shit.

What y'all got going on?

- Working - Shit, dressed like that.

Like y'all trying to party.

- We ain't about that life. - Come on.

Dunno what you're talking about.

- Y'all gonna play. - Look, my name is Jodie.

Nice to meet you.

I'm Shay

Nice to meet you, Shay.

Marissa.

So look, I live right across the street. I like to party.

You know what I mean? I got some stuff.

Look, I know what y'all like. I know what y'all into.

- Oh. - So, come fuck with me.

So y'all trying to party?

Dude, you seem pretty generous this evening,

You know?

I am. So, y'all trying to party with me. I mean how much?

- 750. - For both?

- You gotta pay to play. - Triple for a three-way, Baby.

Okay, I can handle that. Follow me, ladies.

Girl, do you think he got the money?

Bitch, look at his house.

I just wanna make sure he has the money.

If he don't have the money, I'm gonna crack

that bottle over his head.

It's going to be all right. I got you, okay?

Okay, let's go.

Ladies, can I interest you in a drink?

Yeah. You got some wine?

I got you.

Marissa, you don't want anything?

No, thank you.

You breaking my heart Marissa.

- What about Molly? - Do you got Molly?

I told you. I got you.

(slow, romantic music)

(Marissa moaning)

(Marissa moaning)

(eerie music)

Shay, Shay? Shay!

She fine.

What did you do? You sick mother fucker!

- Fucking stupid Bitch. - I'll fucking kill you.

Help! Somebody!

Oh, thank god. Sir, help me, please help me.

Oh, god. Touch her right now, Lord,

and help her turn away from a simple way.

You don't understand.

There's a man coming. He's gonna kill me.

God is going to punish you for your sin.

- What are you talking about? - There's a man. He's coming.

He's gonna kill me.

You been drinking,

and you on them drugs. I can smell that look on you.

I can smell that sex you've been having.

I can smell those cigarettes

and that weed you've been smoking. You need to repent.

Come on, child.

You don't understand.

What is wrong with you people? You're not listening to me.

That man is coming. He's gonna kill me.

Repent and put some clothes on.

Stop it. Stop.

- Marissa - No, no, no.

- Praise the lord, Pastor. - My wife is off her meds,

and I'm trying to get her home.

This is your wife?

I'm not your fucking wife.

Marissa. Why are you doing this?

We can work this out. Could you just come home with me?

- No, - I'm, I'm sorry.

She's just off her meds. I apologize.

Look, you need to go with your hood.

I'm not.

What are you doing out here? You go with your hood.

- I'm not that his wife. - Just come home.

I'm not his wife.

You don't understand. He's gonna kill me.

He killed my friend right in front of my face.

Pastor.

Don't you see the grief from this young brother?

Go home, to your husband.

He's not. He killed my friend. He's going to kill me!

Go home to your husband.

Lord brother, I'm praying for you.

Thank you. I'm sorry, pastor.

(Marissa screaming)

(eerie music)

- Michelle? - Oh, Powell.

I tell you, when it rains, it pours.

- Is she still in there? - Yes.

Just like I told you on the phone,

Another missing woman's case. Except this one,

she believed her friend's been murdered.

Now, we can't go jump into any conclusions

and she refuses to leave.

I agree. So, what is she saying?

Well, good news is

- she's acting sane. - Detectives.

But, according to her,

she hasn't spoken to her friend in a lot of days.

See what she has to say.

Officer Powell.

- Carmen. - How you doing, Carmen?

So, are you here to file a missing persons report?

Yes. My friend Tiana Peyton, it's been six days

and I haven't heard from her.

Okay. Last time you talked to her, how did she seem?

She seemed, her behavior seemed unusual, normal.

Were you guys together?

No, we were.

The day prior to our last text,

she said she was gonna meet some guy

that she met off Black Gentry.

Well, do you have a profile pick of this guy or anything?

No

Location.

Did she disclose her location where she'll be at?

No. No. The last thing she said was

that she was going to get a new phone and new number.

But even that was weird because within a text,

that's not even how she talks.

Okay. I completely understand.

We need more concrete evidence.

I mean unfortunately, there's not really much we can do

without, you know, more evidence.

So is there anything else?

I knew y'all would throw some bullshit.

Whoa. Hold on now.

No, no, no, no, no. It's all right. It's alright.

Carmen, I understand your frustration.

I know you're just trying to find your friend,

but without a name, location,

any way to trace her phone, anything?

I mean it's not really much we can do,

but I'll tell you what, I'm gonna give you my card

and I'm gonna put my direct number on here.

If you see, hear anything, give me a call, all right?

Come on.

You know I don't do paperwork

but I guess God told me to help this woman with with

what little I had to try to get her

on the right track or something.

This is a familiar story though.

I know you told me not to jump to conclusions,

but what if it's the same person, same situation.

I don't doubt it. I mean, we've been on the force

too long to not know.

But do you remember the last time we just jumped out there?

I mean we don't need the press giving us more shit.

And the mayor, the mayor has been here twice

and the other officers are pissed.

I mean, taking leave and this and that.

I know, I know, I know. Fuck.

(slow dance music)

(eerie music)

(music stops abruptly)

- Hi. - Yes.

- Nia's good. - How you doing?

I'm well. How about yourself?

I'm Jodie.

- Hi, Jodie. - Welcome.

You look just like your picture.

I know. So do you.

- I like what I see. - You know what I like.

What's that?

- Okay, Mr Freak. - Yeah?

Where your bathroom at? Thank you.

(slow piano music)

(Jodie sniffing)

- Thank you. - Oh, thank you.

You know, things always seem

to get worse before they get better.

- Yeah, you're right. - You know,

I haven't been on the force that long,

but I don't remember things being this bad.

Yeah. It has gone down here.

You know, when I took an oath to make a change

and also in these streets, I realize can't do this alone.

Hello? You're not doing it by yourself.

You know what I meant.

No, I don't know what you mean.

I remember when I was that young rookie cop

all ambition in the world,

trying to make these streets

a safer place within two weeks time.

But I realize it don't work like that.

It takes us cops coming together, doing it the right way.

And you know, those bad cops don't make it any better.

- You got a point there. - Can I ask you something?

Sure.

Why are you so passionate about this particular case?

- Well, am I not supposed to? - No.

Hear me out. You should be.

I mean, shit. We all should be.

But there's just something about this one man,

it's just, you seem really into this.

You're not eating, you're not sleeping.

You don't seem to be concerned about much else.

You and I have been partners a long time

and this one feels different.

- Like what? - I don't know.

It's just,

it feels personal, you know?

Like why are you, why are you so passionate about this?

Why is this personal to you?

When I was a kid, it was me,

my mother, and my little sister.

I never told anybody this before,

but my mother was really out there.

She was strung out on drugs.

So, every day my mother and her boyfriends

or my stepfather, would smoke crack every day.

And I didn't hold a grudge.

Actually, I never hold a grudge towards my mother

because I know she only did the best she could.

And there were moments where she would do really well,

but we were still struggling.

Then after a while, boyfriend started coming around.

Stepfather eventually walked away.

It was harder to keep money in the house.

Real hard. So my mom took a job at the convenience store

during the day, but then at night

she would sell her body at night

until that one evening my mother disappeared.

My grandmother and I and my little sister

knew something was wrong.

So she goes to the precinct

to file a missing person's report.

They told my grandmother, "Oh, she's okay.

She can be missing. She's a grown woman.

She could disappear for a few days. No big deal."

But we knew something was wrong

'cause it was not like her to not show up.

Two weeks later, my grandmother came home,

called me and my sister out of our rooms,

showed us an article of my mother.

She was strangled to death by the local strangler.

They found her in a dumpster,

a mother fucking dumpster like she was trash.

My grandmother soon went back to the precinct

to get justice and they said they'll do all they can do

and rely on the community.

But no one said a thing. They said nothing.

Then the case got cold. Never got justice for my mother.

So yeah, I am a little bit passionate about this case

because I don't wanna see that mother fucker go out here

and do it to another woman ever again.

So, yeah, this, this hits differently for me.

So sorry that happened to you.

Powell, we need more men like you on the force.

Hell, we need more men like you, period.

Yeah, we need everybody on this one.

Let's get back to Tyler.

I've been hearing a lot of things about you on the street.

I need you to come talk to me about that.

So he said he would,

so I'm just waiting to see if that's gonna be the case.

Oh, gimme a moment.

- Hey, Carmen? - Yeah.

Hey, I want to apologize

if I came off a bit standoffish the other day,

or unsympathetic to Tiana's been missing.

You know, it is been overwhelming,

but I just want you to know I do care.

You know? And I'm just trying

to do the best I can with little resources we have

to bring Tiana to justice.

You know, I'm not saying something happened to her,

but what I'm saying is we here a hundred percent to help.

I just thought I'll let you know that

It's okay.

No, it's not okay, because we need to do better

by our citizens in this city.

I mean, when I took a oath,

it was to take this city and our citizens seriously.

And I intend to do that. You know,

I know some of us on the force are not always good.

You know, some of us are trash,

but you actually have some good cops out there too.

Just letting you know that.

I mean, I know.

I know you have limited resources

and you doing everything you can,

and I know there's good cops out there.

I'm just, I'm just ready for this to stop.

Oh, I completely understand.

That's why me and my partner we're coming together

and we're weeding out the good cops from the bad cops

so we can really make the city a safer place.

But trust me, I'm gonna do everything in my power

to try to bring Tiana back or get whoever done it,

if they did anything, if anything ever happened.

Alright, just thought I'll let you know that, okay?

- Thank you. - Anytime.

Now, if there's anything you can do for me

or anything you can do to help with the the case,

say something.

You know, every little bit helps. All right,

I will.

You take care of yourself. All right?

Thank you detective.

We'll be in touch.

(slow piano music)

(woman screaming)

[TV Announcer] was found dead with severe aspiration.

Police say they're still looking for the suspect

as this is the 12th murder in the past two months.

While investigations are still underway,

Police warn, please be aware of your surroundings.

Do not walk the streets alone.

Be home before dark and do not leave home if you

[Crew] One, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring.

(phone ringing)

- Hello? Hello. - Where's Jodie?

He right here beside me, Girl, knocked out.

You know I had to put it on his ass last night.

Okay, just hurry up and get out of there.

Can you come over please?

Yeah. What's, what's wrong with you? You okay?

Nothing's wrong, like, I'm just,

I'm concerned about you. That's all.

Yeah. I'll come. You sure you all right?

You like, you know what they're saying on the news?

Yeah, I know.

(eerie music)

All right, I'm about to get ready to leave.

All right, see you soon.

Okay, don't say nothing.

(eerie music)

So, you want to tell me

what was so important for me to have to rush over here?

Nia, have you seen my brush?

I could've sworn you were the last one with it.

Ladawn, I know you ain't call me over here for no brush.

All right. I'm gonna keep it real with you.

- I'm worried about you. - Worried about me?

Yeah. I can't be worried about my girl?

Since when you worried?

Hello? Since there's a strand of missing women

in our town. No, for real, Nia, like for real.

I'm so concerned and worried about you.

Like I can't even walk at night safely by myself

without concern about some guy or some random murderer

was gonna come and take me and my son from out,

and I can't see him anymore.

Just be more careful out here in these streets.

That's all I'm saying.

But what that gotta do with me, you being scared?

Everything. You don't hear the news?

You can't tell me you don't care

about all these missing women.

You can't tell me that you don't see this.

All I'm saying is just be careful out here

in these streets, that's it.

- Out here in these streets? - Yeah, Girl.

I know you not trying to play my face right now.

What are you talking about?

"Out here in these streets."

These streets, what the fuck is you trying to say?

Listen, just be careful. I'm worried.

That's it. That's it.

I don't want you out here in these streets.

You keep seeing these streets

like you ain't never been out here in these streets

- before, Ladawn. - Oh my god.

Before you had Jordan,

you was out here in these streets with me.

Sucking, fucking, and drinking.

Oh, but after a nigga done knocked you up,

got you in the corner by yourself.

Now you a single mother. You holier than thou?

You know what? Yeah I did. I did get knocked up.

But I had to change. Not because I wanted to.

I felt like it, but I didn't have a choice, Nia.

I have a son upstairs who depends on me.

He depends on me for everything. He looks up to me.

I can't just be out here in these streets like that.

That's all I'm saying.

As my girl, you have a whole future ahead of you.

You have a whole clean slate.

Don't waste it on some nigga named Jodie

who you barely even fucking know.

Listen, I ain't trying to judge you.

All I'm saying is you my girl, and I'm worried about you.

That's it.

If I want to fuck Jodie tonight, perhaps

that's my business and my choice, Ladawn.

Oh my God. You, you don't even know him. You don't.

- There you go again. - What?

With that judgy bullshit.

- I'm not judging you. - Shut the fuck up, Ladawn.

That's your problem.

You don't ever know when to shut the fuck up.

- What? - Shut the fuck.

I'm not doing nothing.

Hey, call me back. My best friend just pissed me off

and I would really like to blow off some steam.

Hello?

Hey Ash. What you doing?

Nothing, Girl, sitting here watching P-Valley,

getting caught up.

So, I'm gonna send you this picture real fast, okay?

- Okay. - You got it yet?

- Yeah, I got it. - Does he look familiar?

Girl, he should. That's who Trina used to date.

Whatever happened to Trina?

I haven't seen her in a minute.

I dunno. She went missing,

but he was the last person she was with.

And the cops cleared his name after they investigated him.

Yeah, I'm five three, a hundred and thirty pounds

and I work hard but Baby, I play hard too.

So, you trying to smoke with me tonight?

Nah, Baby. I don't do weed, or drugs, and I don't drink.

Hey, my bad. I mean you don't do shit?

Nah, my drug of choice is sex. I love to fuck.

Now you talking my language.

So I mean what's up with tonight?

Nah, not tonight. I'm free this Saturday though.

What's up?

Okay. Saturday will work for me.

Alright, Sexy, you be safe.

You too, Boo.

(no sound)

- Girl, my bad. - You good.

I wasn't waiting that long.

I just can't stand when somebody don't show up.

That shit pisses me off.

- No, I feel you. - But what was you saying?

How I just find it funny,

like when I find a guy that treats me right,

gives me good dick whenever I want. I'm the problem.

- It ain't, - I know I ain't

Shoot, men do that shit all the time.

- Right. - Shoot.

If anybody got something to say about it for real,

for real, fuck 'em.

Right, fuck 'em.

And that goes for Ladawn ass too.

It do. And that's how I'm carrying that shit from now on.

Fuck 'em. She got the nerve to text my phone.

Talking about, "I'm so sorry. Text me, call me back."

But your man is a fraud" type of shit is that?

Now, she got some damn nerve. Girl.

You know, I don't really have no problem with Ladawn.

I mean she cool or whatever, but she need to check herself.

She do need to check herself.

And that's my man texting me right now.

- Is it, Girl? - He liked the way I put

it down on him last night.

So he want me to do it again.

- I know that's right. - It's a good thing

you brought your ass here first then.

Right, Girl, I'm trying to tell you what I know.

Look, ain't he fine?

- Yes Lord. He is fine. - He can get it, huh?

- Hell yeah. - Uh-uh!

Listen, stop it with all that mess

before you make me mess up.

You better stop it.

Derrick come down here and mess you up.

First of all, I'm grown as fuck.

Second of all Derrick is no better.

You do, you do.

But there ain't nothing wrong with looking though.

Ain't nothing wrong with looking. Okay.

Okay, shit.

(car engine idles)

(suspicious music)

(car engine dies)

(knocking on door)

Hey Jodie, how are you?

Why you looking all nervous and shit?

I haven't been on a date in a minute,

so, but I'm here. Yeah.

So, what you trying to do?

Let me go freshen up real fast. I can look sexy for you.

- Okay? - Okay.

- Okay. - Upstairs,

- first room on the right. - Got it.

I'll be right back, okay?

(eerie music)

What the fuck? What is that smell?

Oh my god!

Check her pulse and shake her a little bit

She's dead. Oh my god, she's dead.

Fuck is you doing?

(eerie music)

- Hey, Babe. - What's up?

- What you been doing all day? - Nothing, why?

You high as hell?

- Yeah, but I'm good though. - Okay,

so you didn't notice?

- Notice what? - I got my hair done.

Oh shit. My bad babe. It's nice.

- Just nice? - Man, you know what I mean.

All right.

You wanna know something?

What's that?

I think we should go out.

What you think?

What do you wanna do that for?

You know I don't like being around a lot of people, Man.

I mean, yeah,

but I think that we can go have a good time by ourselves.

You know? Just do something fun.

What's wrong with this?

There's nothing wrong with this.

I mean, what we do is okay,

but you know, to go out,

I don't think that would kill anybody.

So you're trying to say I ain't fun?

No, I'm not saying you're not fun.

I'm saying we should go have fun.

Man, fuck you. Get the fuck out my house.

- Are you serious? - You heard the fuck I said.

Wow. All right.

Look, I'm sorry, Babe.

It's just, I'm going through a lot

and I don't know how to receive love

'cause I don't think I deserve it.

Every person that's loved me walked outta my life.

And I'm sorry. I'm just reminiscing right now.

- I'm sorry. I didn't know. - I appreciate you.

Wanna go upstairs?

(romantic music)

I scared you?

Yes you did.

What questions do you want me?

(toilet flushes)

(drawers open and close)

(Nia screams)

Fuck. Ladawn?

(Nia screams)

(eerie music)

Bitch!

(Jodie coughs)

(car engine slows)

(Nia crying)

Please help me. Please help me. He killed my best friend.

- What happened? - He killed my best friend!

- It's okay. - My best friend!

(Nia crying)

Hey, this Detective Powell, we need backup, now!

- What happened? What house? - That one over there.

Okay, okay, we're gonna take care of it, okay?

We're gonna take care of it. We're gonna fix it, okay?

Okay. (Mia cries)

Jody Whitmeyer, we have a warrant.

Put it down.

All right.

Move.

- What the fuck? - Hey, what the fuck man?

You have a right to remain silent.

Anything you say can, and will,

be held against you in a court of law.

- I'm a fucking lawyer. - You can't do this, Man.

You have a right to an attorney, you sick fuck.

Damn, come on.

All these innocent fucking women out there.

- Come on. - Aw, shit.

Come on, man. This is assault. I know my rights.

(slow piano music)

(car door slams)

I hope you know you in a world of shit.

And I mean a world of shit.

I hate you. I fucking despise you.

I hope you've never fucking existed.

Now, I'm gonna ask you again, tell me about the girls.

Truthfully. Tell us about how you got

all those bodies in your home.

I, I told you, I mean, you, you, you found them.

- This nigga think I'm playing. - Think I'm playing with you?

(detective hits desk)

Tell me about the girls.

I, I, I don't know, Man. I'm trying to think.

What you trying to think about?

You trying to think about your first victim? Huh?

How you killed him? How you murdered him in cold blood?

Whatcha trying to think about?

I don't remember it. I was, I was sleep walk. I

Look at me.

Now, if you don't know, you gonna learn today.

Bullshitting us? Bullshitting me

is something that you don't wanna do.

Now, I'm gonna need you to fucking think.

Those women, tell me about them.

I'm trying. I it's, it's still a little cloudy.

- I'm trying to think. - Try to think harder.

Huh? Those decomposing bodies, your DNA. Oh, look at that.

Over and over again,

you keep saying you don't know it was a dream outta body,

outta sight, outta mind, Man.

Tell us how the bodies got there.

Tell us how we found the bodies in your home.

The fairy fucking godmother didn't put it there.

How did you kill those girls?

Look, I was, I was sleepwalking.

How do you know I'm not the victim? I didn't do this.

It's not a game. What happened to the girls?

Just couldn't stop, huh? Just couldn't stop.

You just had the urge to kill over, and over, and over.

And even now, you trying to save your own ass.

It's funny coming from you, Miss Feminism.

Oh, he speaks

All your life competing to prove

that you better than a man.

You daddy wanted a boy, didn't he? And out you came.

He never got over that. And here, you sit,

with the wrong equipment,

acting like you got the biggest dick in the room.

I got a statement from Nia Washington.

Yeah, I do, about what you did

a couple days before you murdered her.

Her hair smelled like lavender

Enough with this fucking bullshit.

If you wanna play these games with us,

we can play this shit all day.

No problem. I got time.

I know you do, 'cause you're a broken child.

Why is this so personal for you? Was it a sister?

Your mom? Huh, it was your mom, huh?

She had a similar fate? She did, so did mine.

We're like project twins in that sense. Hm?

But see, the difference is while you were tormented,

you went and joined the force looking for closure.

But you're so goddamn emotional. You never found it,

did you? Does the rest of them even make you hope?

You wanna know what'll make me hope?

Your black ass in the electric chair where you belong.

Bottom line is, y'all gentlemen aren't getting shit.

You see, in 10 years when Hulu, or Netflix, or HBO

comes calling, they're gonna want my story.

They're gonna pay whatever

to make my life a lot more comfortable

in whatever institution you put me in.

So, are we done here gentlemen?

I'm done with this mother fucker. I'm done.

♪ What the fuck, shit. If I head back into my car

♪ Then I'll get the bus

♪ Shorty got that ass, but the pussy gonna bus it

♪ I know what they said at the door,

♪ But Baby, let me touch it.

♪ She said, what's your sign? Girl, I'm an aries.

♪ Oh, you like the bell? Well, listen, Mary.

♪ I mean, on my knee, girl, I'm sorry.

♪ I lose me trace of thought when I stare at your body.

♪ Something in it's looking, man, I might just lick her,

♪ But I told myself that I'd never love a stripper,

♪ But tonight, I'll reconsider. Go ahead and tip her.

♪ My wine is getting thinner, but her ass is getting bigger

♪ I said, what's your name? Not stripper name, girl.

♪ Why you playing? Hold on, what you say?

♪ You like to play.