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[gasps]

Mama, you almost gave me

a heart attack.
What are you doing here?

Visiting my daughter.
Is that a crime?

No, but breaking
and entering sure is.

-I own this apartment, child.
-Okay, but you

-deeded it to me.
-Details.

And I have a key, okay?

-So no crime committed.
-Okay,

remember how after the last time

you walked in on Izaiah
and me, we made a rule?

No just letting yourself in
and making yourself at home?

[sighs] Yeah, and I followed
your little rule, okay?

I actually knocked,

so it is not my fault
that you could not hear me

over that whole concert

that you were giving
in the shower.

Oh, but you
sounded good, though, baby.

-No.
-No? Mm.

Sounded really, really good.

Now, you know, I-I didn't hear
any harmonizing in the shower,

which makes me think
that that fine hunk of Izaiah,

he wasn't in there with you,

so you know what that means?

That means
that you're gonna spend

all the time
in the world that you have

with your mama.

Yay.

-Hey, Ma.
-Hey, baby boy.

You know, I was
already here for breakfast.

They're gonna
start charging me for rent.

Order a lemonade then.

I'll take any time
I can get with my baby,

especially one-on-one.

I'm so happy that you're coming
to the station this morning

to honor your brother.

It's all I can do not to
stand up here in Orphey Gene's

and shout, "My baby busted
a plasma ring." [laughs]

Now, I know I can't
because Jacob wants

to keep working undercover.

But he needs to know
how proud of him we all are.

Yeah, I think
the commendation shows that.

That's from the force.

I want Jacob to feel
celebrated by his family.

So, we'll honor him
over supper this Sunday.

I'll make
all your brother's favorites,

and now that you've learned
how to cook from those videos,

you can whip up some of
that sweet potato cornbread

-Jacob loves so--
-Ma, just... just stop.

It's never gonna happen.

[sighs]
Our table will be ready soon.

Oh, good, because I am starving.

Well, no surprise
after last night.

You promised to take
my troubles off my mind,

and, baby, you wore me out.

[chuckles]

When I closed my eyes,
I slept like a dead man.

Well, have you
had any tremors this morning?

No, no. None whatsoever.

Oh, so your-your hand is okay?

Well, you tell me. [chuckles]

Don't!

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Husband did it again.

Kat.

Smitty. Hi.

-Hey.
-I was just listening

to a crime podcast.

Well, I will let you finish.

It sounded like
you were almost to the end,

and there's nothing more
annoying than being interrupted

when you have
a few minutes left.

Oh, I'm only
on the first episode.

I can usually
identify the murderer

before the first
ten minutes are over.

Yeah, I'm that good.

Huh.

Oh, we got Designer Detective,
Couture and Cuffs,

-Handbags and Homicide.
-Mm-hmm.

Are these all
the podcasts on your queue?

Anything I should
be checking out?

Well, these
are actually the names

I'm considering
for my own podcast.

Hi, sweetheart.
I'm almost ready.

Just give me one minute.

Oh, no need to rush.
I deliberately gave you

an earlier pickup time
than you need.

Now, why would you do that?

I pride myself
on my punctuality.

Unless there's another reason.

I could use
some motherly advice.

Sit down.

Mother is in.

Now, what's up?

It's Jacob.

And the way his job
is affecting our marriage.

Jacob's late.

The boy gets
one little commendation,

he's already getting a big head.

Cut the boy some slack.

I guess you're right.

He hasn't had full access
to his wife in months.

No one can blame him
for wanting to

sleep in a little bit.

The man of the hour
has finally arrived.

Bow down, everyone.

Show some respect.

Back off, Marcel.

I don't need your crap today.

"Never gonna happen"? Please.

I understand you and your father
don't often see eye to eye.

Try never.

Stop using that word.

But you and Jacob do get along,

and I know it would
mean the world to him

for you to be
a part of a family dinner

commemorating his achievement.

Is Eva invited to
this family dinner?

Well, I thought
it would be something small.

Is Naomi going?

Naomi is Jacob's wife.

And Eva is my significant other.

More like "other" than
"significant," if you ask me.

See, that's exactly why I won't
be coming around for supper

or any other meal, Ma.

Because you can't hold your
tongue when it comes to Eva.

Sorry, Mama,
but I have plans this morning

and so I need to get dressed.

We can catch up later.

In the spirit of my sister
Effie Melody White,

I'm not going.

You can't camp out here all day.

Oh, don't intend to.
You said you're getting ready,

I'm gonna go help you out.

I'll actually pick you out
a really cute outfit

while you go finish your face.

-My face is finished.
-[laughs]

Girl, stop playing.

Please stop kidding
and go fix your face.

I'm not kidding.

That?

[French accent]:
No highlight, no contour.

Where are you going
that you must

look like such a plain Janelle?

[scoffs] Someplace really
boring and vanilla, okay?

So why don't you
let me get dressed

and we can schedule
a fun girls' night out.

Wow, we used to be so close,

and now you're gonna make me
schedule an appointment

with my own daughter?

Mama, don't be like that.
You know I'm busy.

Ooh, child, I know, I know.
You are so busy.

You are busy at Ted's practice.

You are busy with Izaiah.
You're busy with the Duprees.

You're busy at the clinic.

You're just
busy, busy, busy with everyone

and everything else
but your mother.

[sighs] Honey, I am
starting to feel like...

like you're growing apart.

I mean,
and that breaks my heart.

I thought things were
getting back to normal

now that Jacob's case
is done and he's back home.

Yeah, so did I.

[sighs] I've been spending
a lot of time with Ashley

since Derek died,
you know, while Jacob

was wrapping up the case.

And last night,
it was finally the first time

we got to be home
alone together.

If the reunion didn't live up
to your expectations...

Oh, Mom, no, that's not...

Honey, you've both
been stressed out.

You lost a dear friend.
Of course that's gonna

affect your connection
in the bedroom.

Okay, everything...

everything is just fine
in the bedroom.

We haven't had
an issue reconnecting with that.

Then what's wrong?

I desperately want
this case to be Jacob's last

as an undercover officer.

I don't think I can experience
something like that again.

But... he wants to
keep working undercover,

and I... I don't know how
I'm supposed to deal with that

over and over again.

Marcel was just
busting your balls.

Yeah, I know. I just...

I want to focus
on the Red Market.

Except for
a few dangling threads,

this case is wrapped.

Not until I personally nail
the Impaler to the wall.

This whole
commendation ceremony,

we should rethink it.

It's for officers
who distinguish themselves

during criminal investigations,
which I didn't,

because the Impaler
got away clean.

-And my best friend died.
-Jacob,

you put yourself
in danger for months,

to the point of getting beat up,
and you kept going

because you wanted
to put a stop to the Red Market

and the harm
that it was causing.

The information
that you provided has been

disseminated to law enforcement
agencies nationwide,

and now the ring's
ability to operate

has been severely compromised.

Hell, they might even have
to shut the whole thing down.

Why?

Because of you.

That's good.

No, good isn't the half of it.

You brought
two high-ranking members,

as well as several of
the Impaler's associates,

into custody.
And you give us time.

We're gonna flip them and
map the rest of the Red Market.

Well, that still
came at a cost, Pops.

Wait, wait.

Yes, there was
a civilian casualty,

and the fact that
it was your close friend

makes it even harder to bear.

But unfortunately, son,
loss is a part of this job.

I've lost officers on my watch.

I've lost CIs, suspects,

some friends, too.

Just got to learn
how to deal with it.

And you have to remember
not to let the losses

overpower the gains.

Never doubt your capabilities
on the detective side.

You've not only
proven yourself to me,

but to this entire department.

So, yes,
this needs to take place

and you need to get
your due recognition.

In fact,
let me be the first to say...

-Pops, you don't have to.
-Yes, I do,

'cause Lord knows,
you've complained about me

not saying it enough
in the past.

I'm proud of you, son.

My apologies.

Why are you acting this way?

Well, clearly I did
something to upset you.

Look, normally, I love feeling

your big, strong hands
all over my body,

but I thought I saw
the maître d' coming over here.

And listen, babe,
we've finally made progress

being accepted
as a couple around here,

and if someone
saw you copping a feel,

all that would be lost.

All right.

What's going on with you?

Hmm?

Please tell me.

It's Dani. You know?
She's in my head.

When isn't she?

[sighs]

Well, apparently,

Mike used
to make her feel uncomfortable

in the office, you know,
the way he would look at her.

You know, I just--
how did I miss

what was going on
around me with my own wife?

So when I smacked your hand...

It... it made me feel like

I missed something
all over again.

You know,
like-like I made you feel

as bad as I made Dani feel.

I just...

I don't know, Hayley, I...

I thought that I was
a better man with you

than I was with her, but...

maybe I... maybe I'm not.

I don't see why I have
to hold my tongue with some girl

who's just
passing through my son's life.

There's no
"passing through" going on here.

Eva and I are in love.

[laughs] You may think you are,

but I know my son.

You're a kind,
gentle, loving soul.

You need someone
who's gonna nourish your spirit,

not manipulate you.

You're not getting it, Ma.

Okay, so I'm gonna
make it real clear for you.

Eva is the woman in my life.

Eva is my future.
She has nothing to prove

to you or anybody else.

So she will be
at Jacob's ceremony

and any other
future family events,

and if you don't like that...

you really won't like who
I choose to cut out of my life.

You know, when you were born,

I would look into those big,
beautiful, fierce eyes of yours,

and I knew you were a fighter.

And I knew that no matter

how long I had been lonely,

that it wouldn't
be that way anymore

because I knew
that you had my back.

And I do, Mama.

How, baby, when you don't even
want to spend the day with me?

I mean, I guess you've
got too many other backs

to watch these days, huh?

But I still have you, Mama,

and I'm not outgrowing you.

Words, baby.

Nice, sweet words.

How can you even say that
when it was your idea

for me
to manage the free clinic,

and that is
what I've been doing?

You've been so behind
my relationship with Izaiah

that you are
pushing me to marry him.

And you brought me
to this town so that I can have

a relationship with my father.

Look, you've opened up all these

wonderful opportunities
for me, Mama,

and I am forever
grateful to you for that.

Mm.

I guess I thought that

no matter how big your life got,

there'd always
be a place for me in it.

No matter how many folks
I add to my contact list,

you will
always be my first person.

Come here.

So, since when have
you been thinking about--

Thank you so much-- jumping
into the world of podcasting?

It's more like I'm
dancing around with the idea.

Have you ever thought
of segueing into that

with reporting?

Back when
I was a stay-at-home dad,

I would listen
to podcasts during my workouts,

and yeah,
I did have a few ideas.

Hmm. Why didn't you go for it?

Ultimately, I decided
it would take up too much time,

but I was a guest
on a few podcasts

back when I was
on the political beat.

Well, I'm
a "true crimer" myself.

Well, that is a popular field.

Do you have any ideas
for your first subject?

I do.

Oh, my gosh,
you would make a great guest.

I'm thinking of doing a podcast

about Lynette Wise's
disappearance.

Well, I am not sure
what I would have to say

on that chosen topic.

Don't be humble, Smitty.

You're way
ahead of me on that case.

Tomas filled you in.

You know that Lynette
was accused of ripping off Lia,

and now you've exposed
Lia as a serious criminal,

and Lynette just happens
to come up missing?

Well, you can't accuse somebody
of murder without proof.

[sighs]
Well, now you sound like Jacob.

When I was working with him

on the Leslie Thomas
investigation...

So it's "working with" now?

...and when we were

trying to find Chelsea
when she was kidnapped,

he was all procedures,
chain of custody,

poisonous apple on a tree.

Fruit of the poisonous tree.

All the boring stuff
that impedes an investigation

rather than solving it.

Which is why I want
to use you as my role model.

Thanks?

You charge in

and get access
when the police can't,

and I'm sure there were times

when you've gotten information
without a warrant.

That is only when
it's absolutely necessary.

Exactly.

When it's necessary,
you've found a way

around all
the procedural nonsense.

Kat, that is not true.

Reporters, we are bound
by legal and ethical standards.

We don't just go rogue
whenever we want.

Okay, I guess you're right.

Okay.

Well, I just won't
call myself a journalist.

I'll be an amateur detective,
and I'll make my own rules.

Kat, calling yourself
an amateur detective

doesn't give you a free pass.

All of this, it's not as easy
as it looks from the outside.

Jacob and I,
we are highly trained

in our chosen professions.
We take our jobs very seriously.

And you think I wouldn't?

I just think that
you should strongly consider

what you think
you're about to take on.

A real crime investigation,

it's not about entertainment.

What might seem
like fun and games to you,

it's... has real
consequences for real people.

Jacob actually
moved out to protect me.

And our place was
so quiet and so empty.

And I didn't know when...

or if he'd ever come back home.

And you really
went all that time

without seeing each other?

Well, we met
at a motel occasionally.

And I did have a burner phone

where I could
reach him if I was desperate,

but that was only
in case of emergencies.

Naomi, I know
how hard that was for you,

and it couldn't have
been a picnic for Jacob either,

but isn't this just part
of being married to a cop?

I thought I was marrying
the cute guy in the courthouse

who wore a uniform
and came home for dinner

and-and checked in
with me three times a day.

I did not marry
an undercover detective

who's willing
to put his life at risk.

And I want to be supportive,
I-I really do, but...

I didn't sign up for this.

If I have learned one thing

from my relationship
with Andre, it's this:

Live in the moment,

make every second count,

and let your partner be
who he needs to be.

Because that's the way you would
want him to treat you, right?

It is.

Then I am going to
continue to get ready

because we have to go
celebrate your wonderful,

heroic husband.

Yeah.

-Thanks, Mom.
-Okay.

The recognition
that really matters is inside.

Should I call the bomb squad?

Just look in the damn bag.

Pops, look at this.

Marcel, if this was
Showtime at the Apollo,

you'd be booed off.

You need to work
on your sense of humor.

Thanks, Marcel. I'm touched.

You should be,
because I'm not in the habit of

handing out gifts to anybody.

But game recognizes game.

You got some
serious game, young blood.

There's our hero.

I made your
favorite cake for the occasion.

Thanks, Mom, but
that really wasn't necessary.

Well, I need
a pic with my two boys.

-And, let me see. Um...
-[phone rings]

Marcel, can you take it?

Oh, I am on a call.

For the love of-- Elon.

-Yeah?
-Here.

Okay. Go over there.

Come on, boys.

Hey, baby, come over here.

You're just in time
to be in the picture.

Oh. If that's okay.

IZAIAH:
Yeah, yeah, of course. Come on.

Hi.

Okay, that's enough.

That's enough. Elon,
I want one with you in the pic.

But there isn't
anyone who could take it.

-I could.
-Oh, thank you so much.

You go over there.

Okay.

All right.

Now we can have
a nice family photo.

Here you go.

All right. Thank you.

Okay.

Let's see here.

Oh, can I get one more?
Can we get...

-Enough pictures, okay?
-Oh.

[quietly]:
Oh, baby.

IZAIAH:
Uh, Ma.

Send me the pic with Eva, okay?

Of course.

Izaiah, help me, uh, set up
the refreshment table.

In a minute.

I'm doing something
with Eva real quick.

Eva?

I have something
I'd like to say.

See, this is exactly what I was
talking to you about last night.

That family
always manages to find a way

to make you
feel bad about yourself,

even when you're the victim.

Hey, hey, I've never
been anybody's victim.

Oh, okay.
Well, what about the times

Dani disrespected you, huh?

If she were a more supportive
and loving wife,

you wouldn't have had
to look outside of your marriage

for validation.

Okay, you...

you might be
simplifying things a bit.

Because it's just
that simple, babe.

I know for a fact
that you are a better man now

than you were
when you were married to Dani.

You respect and protect me.

You haven't been unfaithful,

so the Duprees can take their
self-righteous indignation

and stick it
where the sun don't shine.

I love it how you get
all fired up defending me.

Well, I don't like it when
anybody else messes with my man.

I'm the only one
who gets to make you feel bad.

Ma.

Eva, I just want to thank you

for coming to celebrate
Jacob's commendation with us.

I also want
to apologize for my rudeness

the last time we saw each other.

I hope you can find it
in your heart to forgive me.

-Of course I can.
-Good,

'cause I'm looking
forward to getting to know you.

Maybe I can help you
set up the refreshment table.

Oh, yeah, just, uh,
go check on the coffee.

-All right.
-All right? I'll be over there

soon to tell you how to help.

Thank you for offering.

Can I get you some water, Ma?

Looks to me like you were
about to choke on your words.

I was not about
to ruin Jacob's big day

being ugly to Eva.

I suggest you bear that in mind

when you cross paths
with your father.

-There he is.
-Hey, babe.

Hi.

Hello, my hero son-in-law.

I am just thrilled for you.

-Thanks.
-And thank God

you came through
all of this unharmed, honey.

Yeah.

Excuse me.

Oh, Jacob, she didn't mean...

Derek.

I wasn't thinking.
Naomi, I am so sorry.

IZAIAH:
Back in your normal

cop drip, I see.

I can't lie, bro.
I think I prefer

the fit you was rocking
when I... when I ran into you

over in Capitol Grove.

I thought
you were up to no good,

hanging out in that area.

Yeah, once a screwup,
always a screwup, I guess.

You're just like Pops,
you know that?

Assuming the worst,
that's on me.

So I'm sorry.

As tense as that run-in was...

Tense? Dog, you was
about to square up.

I was still happy to see you.

There's not
too many friendly faces

out there on those streets.

Not to mention
incredibly handsome ones.

Yeah, right.

Yeah, I appreciate you
for coming, bro.

Yeah, I always got your back,
you know that.

You know, I ain't seen Pop
smile this much in a minute.

He's walking on air,
thanks to you, golden boy.

She's, um, rearranging
everything you did,

isn't she?

-Yep.
-Yep.

Don't take it personal.

I've lost count how many times

she's done it to me.

So Elon wants to start
in a couple minutes,

but I told him to hold off
until Bill gets here.

You invited him, right?

Yeah, but Hayley
declined on his behalf,

said he had
too much on his plate.

That's nonsense.
He will definitely want

to be here
to support Jacob and you.

I'm really looking forward
to Martin's fundraiser.

Well, I'm not looking forward
to wearing a bow tie.

[scoffs] I thought
you'd be used to them by now.

Yeah. Yeah, you'd think,

but I never learned
to tie them myself.

-[phone chimes]
-It's too frustrating.

What is she talking about?

You see, Ted and I just
had a conversation about this,

how we both became afterthoughts

to the Dupree family
after our divorces.

How am I supposed
to be there for my daughters

if I don't even know
what's going on?

"What... event?"

Don't.

Look, I-I know
what Dani's talking about,

and I declined
the invitation on your behalf.

Hey, congratulations, Jacob.

You won't believe
the conversation

I just had with Kat.

Tell me about it later.

I need a few minutes
to myself before the ceremony.

No reply from your father.

Yeah, it would have been
nice for him to be here,

but I know
he's swamped with work.

He's had to take on
Madison's case alone

since I've been
dealing with personal matters.

This isn't your fault,
sweetheart.

Your father's
child bride doesn't want

to share her toy.

Can I have everyone's
attention, please?

It's time to get started.

Where's our hero?

Now remember, Jacob was working

undercover, so we don't want
to make his role in this case

public, so no posting pictures

or anything about this ceremony

on social media.

I have the great honor
to present this

meritorious service award

to Detective Jacob Hawthorne.

This award is given to officers
who distinguish themselves

during criminal investigations

-under dangerous conditions.
-[gunshots]

♪ ♪

Naomi told me
that Jacob is receiving

some kind of departmental
commendation, that's all.

Mm. Yeah,
and the Duprees are probably

gonna throw another one of
their parties to celebrate it.

Mm-hmm. It's a small, private
event at the police station.

Immediate family only.

Well, who's more
immediate than me, Hayley?

You know, clearly Naomi
was counting on me to be there.

Well, when
your phone rang last night,

you were dead to the world.

So, when I saw Naomi's
name on the caller ID,

I answered just in case
it was an emergency.

And listen, we just talked
about how stressed out you were,

so I thought you going back
into the Duprees' lion's den

would do more harm than good.

Look, it's just a small thing
Jacob's father

is giving him,
a blue ribbon for a nepo baby.

I hope you're not too mad.

I was only
trying to look out for you.

Well, you make
a compelling argument.

-Hmm. Learned from the best.
-Mm-hmm.

But going forward,
please keep me informed, okay?

No more making
the unilateral decisions.

Cross my heart.
[chuckles]

Detective Hawthorne,
it is with great pride

that I present you with this
meritorious service award.

Your actions
protected the public

and brought great credit
to this department.

Thank you
for your exceptional service.

Thanks, Chief. I just...

I just tried to do my best.

[applause]

Oh...

We're so proud of you.

Everyone,
there are refreshments,

and I made
my famous chocolate cake.

Come on.

You want a slice of cake?

I plan on
getting the biggest piece,

leaving no crumbs
and raving to your mom

about how much I love it.

That might actually work.

Ma's real proud
of her baking skills.

Eva. Izaiah.

Surprised to see you still here.

I know family celebrations
aren't your kind of thing.

You breaking out in hives yet?

I'm here for Jacob, Pops.

And I don't plan on
dipping out anytime soon.

You want a piece of cake?

What I really want is to
get out of here and get a drink.

I get it.

With the tension in here,
I could use one, too,

but I don't think
it'd be a good look

-if our guest of honor leaves.
-I don't care.

I'm going to Uptown.

Okay, well,
let me come with you.

Just give me a second

so I can text Ashley.

I told her I'd drop by

after this was over,
but I'll just let her know

-I'll be later than expected.
-Don't.

Ashley needs you. I'll be fine.

Okay, well, we'll meet up later?

Uh-huh.

Hey, Mom?

-Yeah.
-Um, Jacob and I

are headed out.
Can you just cover for us?

Of course,
but is something wrong?

I'm not sure,
and I'm a little worried.

I-I'll text you later.

You better.

I spoke to your ex, Marcel.

She couldn't be here today

because she's out there
living her best life.

Just wanted you to know.

I can't thank you enough
for that intel, Darlene.

There's my baby.

Mama's been a bad girl.

I need to be handcuffed
and spanked.

[quietly]:
I can do that.

Okay, who would have guessed
that the police station

would be
the hottest spot in town?

My Jacob received
a commendation today

for closing a very big case.

Ooh, I'm impressed.

I didn't think
he'd ever solve a crime.

Mama, what are you doing here?

Well, I brought some
tasty treats for my man.

Oh, and some doughnuts. Hee-hee.

I didn't know that
Mrs. High-and-Mighty Hawthorne

was throwing
a little popo party.

I sure hope you're being
nice to my daughter,

because I'd hate
to have your husband arrest me

for beating your ass.

Try me.

Mess around and find out.

I will find out how to
snatch them Predator tentacles

up out your head
and onto the floor.

Okay. Okay. All right.

You left a good woman
to get in bed with a demon.

And now I'm living my best life.

That woman loves
to crash a party.

I'm surprised she had the nerve

to step inside
of a police station.

Shouldn't she burst
into flames, given her history?

Reminds me of
my own brush with the law.

Remember when Jacob arrested me

and I turned my mug shot
into a photo shoot?

[laughs]

Making a mockery of the Metro?

Oh, I'm so glad
to see you too, Darlene.

Mm-hmm.
Have you seen, uh, Jacob

or Naomi?

I think they stepped outside
for a bit of fresh air.

-Oh, let me go check.
-Oh, Darlene, wait.

Smitty was just telling me
how much he is dying

for another piece of
your chocolate cake.

-Uh, yeah, that's right.
-Mm-hmm.

I'll be happy
to cut you a piece.

Oh, thank you so much.
I am sorry for throwing you

-under the dessert bus.
-It's okay, just remember

that you owe me,
and I will collect.

Noted.

What the hell
kind of spread is that?

And what is that brown mess
supposed to be?

Shush. That's Mrs. Hawthorne's
famous chocolate cake.

Famously bad, you mean.

And you know what? This is
exactly the kind of thing

I was talking to you about,

turning your back on me
to go and spend time

with the Hawthornes
without even telling me.

Okay, well, I was trying
to avoid exactly what happened,

you threatening
to beat Mrs. Hawthorne's ass.

Because I will
always have your back.

Okay, well, you don't
have to this time because

she is actually
being nice to me.

If you don't think
you can behave yourself...

[chuckles]

I can out-nice that witch

any day of the week
and twice on Sundays.

[sighs] You know what?
Let me just call Jacob

to congratulate him, okay?

Excuse me, honey.

Excuse me. Can you

refill my husband's cup, please?

-Of course.
-Thank you.

Hmm.

Yeah, went
straight to voicemail.

-I'll just try him again later.
-Okay.

Here you go. I had
the waiter refill your cup.

Oh, thank you.

-You are too good to me.
-Mm.

You deserve
everything I give you.

[chuckles] Mmm.

Congratulations on your first
Hawthorne family gathering.

Okay, I was pretty nervous
about being your plus-one,

and even more nervous
when Mama showed up,

but today turned out
to be a wonderful day.

And your mother
was actually nice to me.

Yeah, I clocked that, too.

Hopefully, Ma's new
attitude is a good sign.

So I heard through
the Dupree family grapevine

about your role in ridding
the city of evildoers.

I can't wait to read the story.

Eh, more like stories.

There's just so much material

that I'm probably
not gonna be able

to fit it all in one article.

A lot of it
probably won't make it in.

That's a huge
accomplishment, Smitty.

-Congratulations.
-Thanks.

By the time the article runs,

I hope to include
the capture of the big boss.

It's somebody
called the Impaler.

I just hate that
he's still out there somewhere.

Let me help you clear this mess.

I'm doing fine, thanks.

Oh, no, I insist.

I mean, we need to dump this,
uh, chocolate cake, was it?

Oh, there's so much of it left.

Probably because
it's so dry and bitter.

You know,
maybe you should think about

getting cooking lessons
from your son.

Girl, he made Eva the most
delicious birthday dinner

with scrumptiously
decadent cupcakes.

Did he now?

Yeah.

Oh, you didn't know? Oh.

Well, maybe if you were treating
my daughter much better,

you might have
actually been invited.

I'm glad Eva had a nice party.

[chuckles]
Well, thanks to Izaiah.

He's been spending a lot
of time with our family lately.

And, uh, you know, it looks like

he prefers my company
as to that of his own mother.

Hmm. But who can blame him?

Son.

Leslie. Okay.

[chuckling]

Jacob, it must be fate.

I was just
talking about you with Smitty.

What happened?

I was given a commendation.

Yeah, I heard.

Congratulations, but...

Um, can I get you a...

celebratory drink?

You can buy me a drink,
but I don't want to celebrate.

I want to drown out
the sound of the gunfire

that killed my best friend.

How many drinks
you think that'll take?

I'm sorry.

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