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- Previously on "Average Joe"...

- I figured out who's coming after Imani,

who's coming after us. - Sipho.

- The suspect's fingerprints have been burned

or lasered off,

denoting suspect as a possible killer for hire.

The question, then, is, who hired him?

- Wait. Will you take these for me, please?

I need you to be safe.

- There's this bar. It's called R Jay's Cove.

You hand this in at the door.

- Yeah? - Mm-hmm.

- Bad-ass drug dealer, Joe.

He told me that he killed Teddy, Teddy's wife.

- This guy killed my mom and dad?

- Imani.

- What's the next move? - There is no next move.

- I'm the reason that she's dead!

- Imani, none of this is on you.

None of it, you hear me? None of it.

- I need my gun back-you said that you still have it.

- It was in my bag, and now it's gone.

- It's Imani.

- Sipho!

My mother!

[gunshot, people screaming]

- Get the girl!

- Imani!

- Help, Joe!

[tires squealing] Joe!

[birds chirping]

[somber music]

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- [breathing heavily]

[dramatic music]

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- Get up.

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- What's your name, boy? - Bongani.

- Bongani.

Looks like the Lord, our Father, has spared you.

Hmm?

You like this?

Yes, you do like it.

It was a gift from my mother to me.

Now I give it to you,

from a father to his new son, huh?

- [breathing heavily]

- There.

You're my son now.

I will teach you, and you'll do great things.

Do you understand?

Do you understand me, boy? - Yes, Father.

- Excellence, my son.

? ?

Your first task-

take this...

And kill him.

Now.

[heart beating]

Finish him.

? ?

Kill him!

[heart beating rapidly]

? ?

- [breathing heavily]

[gun cocks]

- My son!

- [continues breathing heavily]

? ?

[engine revving] - No! Help, Joe!

Help, Joe!

- Imani!

Imani. [groans]

[engine revving]

? ?

[engine turning over, revving]

? ?

You okay? - No!

You didn't see that motherfucker punch me-

Fucking asshole.

? ?

[people clamoring]

- The girl! Where's the girl?

- We will get the girl, sir, but we have to go.

- Thank you, Father, for protecting your son.

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[engine turning over, tires squealing]

? ?

- I got you. I got you. I got you. I got you.

Come on, come on, come on. - [breathing heavily]

- Okay, shh, shh. Wait, wait, wait, wait. Shh.

Listen, listen, you're okay. You're okay. You're okay.

- Don't-don't leave me, Benjamin.

- I'm right here. - Don't leave me.

- I'm not going anywhere, but you need to calm down, okay?

You're hyperventilating. You got to breathe, Phyllis.

Breathe.

Look at me. Hey, look at me.

Just-you need to breathe. Listen.

Um, shit. Um, uh...

? Joy and pain ?

Remember this?

? Like sunshine... ? both: ? And rain ?

- ? Sing it now, God's children ?

Sing.

both: ? Joy and pain ?

- ? It's like sunshine ?

both: ? And rain ?

- There we go. There we go.

Okay.

You feel that?

Good, okay?

You're doing great. Just take it easy.

- What happened to Imani? - I don't know.

I know that Joe went after her,

but I do know that we got to get the fuck out of here.

Come on.

What? What? - I can't lose her.

Benjamin, please. I can't lose her.

- You won't.

Look at me.

You won't.

Okay? - Mm-hmm.

- Follow my lead. Let's get out of here.

Come on.

[people clamoring]

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[tires screech] - Aah!

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- [shouting in native language]

[tires screech]

? ?

- What the hell's going on here?

[concerned chatter]

[people shouting in native language]

[tires squealing]

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- Shoot him! Shoot him!

? ?

[tires squealing]

[bullets ricocheting]

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- What the fuck? Shit!

- [screams]

[tires squealing]

- [speaking native language]

[shouting in native language]

- Aah!

? ?

[engine revving]

- Oh, fuck.

[person groans, Imani coughs]

? ?

- Where do you think you're going?

- Let go of me! Let go of me!

[both grunting]

Let go of me!

? ?

Joe, Joe, Joe, Joe.

I'm okay. I'm okay.

- We got to go, now.

- [grunting, breathing heavily]

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

- You okay? - Yeah, I think so.

- Are you sure? - I think so.

Thank you. Thank you.

- Put that on. - Okay.

[engine turning over]

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[insects chirping, distant dogs barking]

- [sighs]

[door opens, closes] - Hey.

Were you able to get in touch with Imani?

- No.

No, not yet.

- Yeah, I couldn't, uh, get Joe on the line either.

You okay?

- I just-

I just want-

I just want you to know that I never meant for any of this

to happen.

I'm sorry.

- Sorry? What are you talking about?

Any of what?

You know none of this is your fault, right?

- And, Imani, if anything happens to you...

- Nothing's gonna happen to her.

Phyllis, look at me.

Nothing's gonna happen to her.

Joe is gonna find her. He's gonna bring her home.

That's what he does.

But you have to talk to me. What's going on with you?

What happened out there today at the parade?

You were talking about your sister or something.

You said you couldn't save her. What was that?

- [sniffles]

[sighing]

My sister, Nandipha-

she was my younger sister.

She passed away because I couldn't heal her.

She passed away because I couldn't save her.

- I'm sorry.

- And then Imani's mom...

- Jamila.

- She was my dearest friend.

I didn't even see death for her.

I believed my ancestors called me.

- Yeah.

- I was called to be a sangoma.

But how can I be a healer if I cannot save

the ones that matter to me the most?

This-this life...

my life...

it's a lie.

- No, it's not. No, don't say that.

This is not a lie. This is your life.

Phyllis, this is what you do, okay?

But sometimes, you know...

no matter how hard you try...

Some people just can't be saved.

Some people don't want to be saved...

like me.

- No.

No, Benjamin.

[sighs]

No...

Benjamin, not like you.

You have so much love in you.

- I don't. - So much.

This, I know.

This, I can feel, okay?

The pain in you is suffocating that love.

You need to let it go.

You need to- - I can't.

I fucking can't.

There's something you should know about me.

[solemn music]

[sniffs]

[exhales sharply, chuckles]

I...

I am a drug addict.

- Hey...

look at me.

I know.

I know.

- [sniffles]

- Like Nandipha.

? ?

- Holy shit. So your sister was a-

- A heroin addict, yes.

- And whenever you look at me...

- I see her. - You see her.

[sniffles] And if you let me die...

- [voice breaking] I let her die all over again, yeah.

- [sniffles]

So that's why you were trying so hard to save me.

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- [inhales sharply]

That is why I've been trying to save you.

- [sniffles]

Oh, fuck.

- [sighs]

- Oh, fuck.

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So help me.

Help me. - [sighs] I can't.

- Yeah, you can.

Yeah, you can.

You're a- you're a sangoma, right?

You're a healer.

So heal me.

- But, Benjamin- - Because we can't-

I can't keep living like this, okay?

So heal me.

Heal your sister. I'm Nandipha.

- [chuckles] - Make her pain go away.

Help me, please.

[both crying]

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- I'm gonna say this,

and I'm just gonna leave it there, okay?

You cannot go around this motherfucker

trying to shoot motherfuckers!

- No, Joe, it's just-

I was so angry about everything that happened to my mom.

I saw red, okay?

Sipho still needs to die, okay?

- I-I understand all those feelings

that you have, all right?

I understand everything.

But you got to understand. That ain't you.

And that ain't never gonna be you, all right?

Revenge is nothing, nothing at all.

It's not gonna bring your mother back.

It's-it's gonna ruin your fucking life, okay?

And your mother wanted better than that, all right?

You can't do that shit, okay? - Okay.

- You feel me? - I do.

- [scoffs] 'Cause when you do shit like that,

you put us all at risk, all right?

And I can't have that shit. - Joe, I didn't-

I didn't mean to put you at risk, okay?

It's just-I'm sorry.

- [sighs] Listen...

you are my little sister now, okay?

And I got you. I promise I do.

But I got to make it home.

I got to make it to my girls... - Yeah.

- Jenn and Ange.

And I can't get home with motherfuckers after you.

You hear me?

'Cause if they after you, they after me.

And if they after me...

I'm not dying in Africa.

[ominous music]

? ?

- When the shadow has passed beyond our line,

you will have paid us $40,250,000.

[match scratches]

- Beg your pardon, sir. - Mm.

- Will you be needing anything else this evening?

- Any words on the girl or the Americans?

- Nothing yet, sir.

- Then you may go, Bingo.

- Of course, sir.

Good night.

- Oh, uh, Bingo.

Your mother.

Is she still a whore?

- Excuse me, sir?

- Your mother- she was the town's whore, yes?

Which makes you the son of the town's whore.

- [sighs]

I guess it does, sir.

Good night. - Yes, yes, well, tell me.

Tell me, son of the town's whore,

when you visit your mother,

do you kiss her on the cheeks when you see her,

or do you kiss her on the lips, hmm?

Where you can taste the foul breath of every man

from here to Johannesburg?

- Having a bad night, are we, sir?

- I don't know. Am I having a bad-

I don't know if I'm having a bad night!

I don't know!

An army of Afghan militants are on their way here

to chop me into pieces,

then burn those pieces and-and urinate on my ashes.

Am I having a bad night?

But I suppose that is nothing compared

compared to the pain your mother must have felt

when a team of herdsmen filled every orifice

she had to offer them.

- Sir, the last time we did this

was on the anniversary of your mother's death,

and you almost did not make it.

I prefer not to do it tonight, sir.

- You prefer not to do it tonight?

- Yes. - You prefer not to.

And I-[scoffs] I would prefer it if your mother

sat her big fat ass on my big fat-

[groans, gasps] Yeah, there it is.

There it is.

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[breathes heavily] Yes.

[laughs] Yes.

[groaning in pain]

? ?

[laughing wheezily]

Forgive him, for he knows not that his mother

is a big whore!

[choking]

? ?

- Good night, sir.

? ?

- [exhales deeply]

[whispering voices]

[distant singing]

[whispering voices]

[voices stop] [gasps]

[wind blowing, animals chattering]

[whispering voices]

Excuse me.

- Hello.

- Hello.

Are you...

are you Donna?

- Mommy, look what I found.

Mama. Mommy. - No, Donna!

No, no, no, no, no! [gunshot]

- Yes, Benjamin's friend.

- Yes.

Um, it's lovely to meet you.

I was hoping we could speak.

- I'm sorry. I'm quite late. Meeting my mom for lunch.

- Yes, your mom...

[chuckles] Tess.

That's-that's lovely.

Um, but I really think it would be helpful to Benjamin

if we could speak.

- Please tell Benjamin...

tell Touch...

the truth will set him free.

- Wait. Only-only that?

"The truth will set him free"?

- It's the lie that's been killing Touch,

not his guilt,

not me.

Remind him he has a family that loves him dearly.

They need to hear his truth.

- Please, Donna, don't go.

I-I came a very long way to see you.

- No, sangoma.

They came a very long way to see you.

[whispering voices]

[gentle music]

? ?

- Jamila!

Nandipha!

[laughing]

? ?

[sniffles]

? ?

[wind blowing]

- Benjamin.

I met Donna.

- [crying softly]

- She has a message for you.

[gentle music]

? ?

- Pretty quiet during the ride. You okay?

- [sighs] Mm, yeah.

- How's your face?

- I don't know. How's my face?

- You've looked better. - Fuck you.

Hey, um, do you think you could ask Joe

if I could, uh, talk with you and him and Touch?

- Uh, yeah, sure.

What about?

- About me...

about what a selfish bitch I've been.

[chuckles]

Look, Joe saved our asses with that hit man,

and he didn't have to.

But he showed up,

and I know he showed up because he loves you, Lee.

And I know you love him, too.

[sighs] And then to see him going after his sister

like that, I...

I realize I do need to think less about myself

and more about how to help you

help him get back to Ange and Jenn.

- Well...

we can definitely set that up.

- Mm.

You still love me.

- There I go, interrupting the fucking again.

- Joe! - [chuckles]

- You're back! - [chuckles] Hey, buddy...

- Cathy. Cathy, thank you.

Thank you so much for trying to save me.

- You're welcome. - I-I need to get out of this.

- I can smell. - [laughs] Are you okay?

- Mm-hmm.

- If it's cool with you, um, Cathy wants to talk

to, uh, me, you, and Touch about some things.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah. That's good.

Touch made it back?

- Actually, uh, we just got here ourselves.

I'm not even sure.

- Hey, Touch.

- Imani, thank God you're okay.

- Touch. - Scared the shit out of us.

- Oh. - Oh, Joe.

Jesus, man, I was so fucking worried about you.

- I'm here, too.

- Yeah, no, I see you. - [laughs]

- Hey, uh, do we- should I-do we need to-

- No, no, no, no, no, I already talked to her.

And she promised-

- Yes, that I ain't gonna be trying

to shoot motherfuckers no more.

- I didn't-I didn't teach her that last part, but she-

- Please don't.

- Um, where's, um, Aunt Phyllis?

- She's downstairs in her shop.

I think you should go see her.

- Yeah, I will.

- Mm.

Thank you again.

Yeah.

Night.

- What the fuck did I miss? - [scoffs]

- [scoffs] A lot.

- On that note, um...

can we talk?

- Yeah.

Let's sit down.

[door opens, closes]

- Imani. - Auntie.

- [laughs, crying]

- I'm sorry. - [continues crying]

[sighs] - Okay?

I'm sorry, okay?

Why are you crying?

- Why?

You.

I mean, what were you thinking? What were you thinking?

Why are you stealing guns and-

We almost lost you today.

Why are you taking guns and-and trying to kill a man?

Imani. - I'm sorry, okay? I just-

[sighs] I just couldn't stop thinking about Ma,

and, Aunt, please...

[gentle music]

? ?

- Imani, um...

I spoke to your mother today.

- What?

- She's with my Nandipha.

[laughs]

And she told me to tell you...

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"I love you."

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- So...

that's it.

I'm sorry for being a selfish bitch.

- And?

- Sorry for lying about the heroin.

- And?

- And for lying about knowing

that your dad's name was Philsky.

- And?

- That's all I got, motherfucker.

[laughter]

- I'm just-I'm just fucking with you.

[laughs]

- Look, I-I know it's gonna take a while

before you guys really trust me, but...

don't take it out on Lee, okay?

He loves you.

He'd do anything for you guys.

All right, that's it.

Thank you for your time.

- We good?

- Yeah, we cool.

- [sighs] I guess it's my turn now, huh?

? ?

- Your turn for what?

- You guys, you know you're like my family.

Fuck, you are my family, and...

I love you.

[inhales sharply]

There's something that you should, uh...

[breathes sharply]

You need to hear the truth about me.

? ?

A couple months back...

? ?

I tried to kill myself.

- What? - Why?

- I was in my house, you know. I was in the bedroom.

I had my service pistol and sat up on the bed.

I didn't use.

I didn't want to. I didn't want to numb myself.

I didn't want to chicken out, you know.

[gasps]

I wanted to end the pain.

[sighs] I stuck the gun in my mouth, and...

[gun clicks]

The fucking thing misfired.

And I wanted to die so badly.

Fuck!

Donna was six fucking years old, you guys.

And I covered that shit up.

I lied about it.

And the worst part is that I find out

four years ago on her mother's birthday...

[crying] Donna took her own life because of me,

because of what I fucking did.

I've wanted to die every single day since then,

and I couldn't even fucking do that right.

I can't even fucking kill myself.

I can't fucking die. I can't-I can't fucking-

- We got you, man.

- I'm sorry. - We got you, T.

We got you, man.

- We got you.

- It's okay. We got you, T.

- [sniffles]

- You're family.

Man, it's over.

It is all over.

- Thanks, man.

[ominous music]

? ?

[door opens]

? ?

- Following up

on Van Wyk and Maseko's crime scene-

Hout Bay, Swart En Goud fishing tours.

So their report cites four bodies outside

and all John Does,

probably gang-related.

[sighs]

? ?

Hang on.

A flare was set off inside.

But why?

? ?

Is it a defense mechanism or-

or just plain stupidity?

The desk is askew,

and I see Forensics has dusted for prints.

Hmm, we'll have to follow it up with them.

[groans]

Floor safe is open...

and empty.

[recorder clicks] Hmm.

Name on utility bill is Teddy Washington.

Follow up with Mr. Washington at his residence.

? ?

Oh.

? ?

Ah. [chuckles]

? ?

Oh, shit!

Shit, shit, shit.

[suspenseful music]

[engine turning over, tires squealing]

? ?

Oh... [speaks native language]

I'm coming! I'm coming, I'm coming.

? ?

[tires screeching]

? ?

[car horn blaring] [shouting]

[tires screeching]

Oh! Boy?

Are you here, boy?

My boy. Boy, are you here?

'Cause-'cause I'm here.

[chuckles] I'm here, my boy.

Come to me, son.

[speaking native language]

Come.

No.

[somber music]

[crying]

? ?

I'll try again tomorrow, Temi.

I love you, my son.

[indistinct chatter]

? ?

[tires screech]

? ?

- Hey, Ange, it's me.

Um...

I was just calling to, uh-

[chuckles] There really ain't no real reason

why I'm calling.

I just wanted to hear your voice,

even if it's on the message.

Things here are, uh, coming to a head.

One way or another, I think it'll be over with real soon.

That's all, I guess.

That's all I- that's all I got.

Look, I don't even know why I'm calling you

or even telling you this.

Just-can you tell Jenn I love her and I miss her?

In the letter that you left me,

you said that you was my ride-or-die for 30 years.

You ain't think that I thought it was enough, but it was-

it was more than enough.

I was just too stupid and selfish to hold onto it

the way that I should have, and...

for those reasons, I'm sorry.

I'm s-I'm sorry for all of it.

Look, you don't- you don't have to call back

or nothing like that.

I just want you to know I miss you and, uh...

I miss us.

If you ever want to talk or anything, just, uh-

just give me a call.

[dramatic music]

All right...

bye.

? ?

- Hey.

[door closes]

- Hello, Benjamin. - Good morning, Phyllis.

- [laughs] Um...

you're looking taller today, yes.

- Yeah, I feel pretty good. - Okay.

- I feel very good, actually.

First time in a long time.

- Me too.

- So I got you a little something.

- You know you really didn't have to.

- I know. It's nothing. It's just-

I wanted to, you know, just to thank you for-

thank you for healing me.

[chuckles softly]

- [chuckles]

They're beautiful.

- The woman who made those, her mother is also a sangoma.

And those are made of lava rock,

and she told me that lava rock means-

Oh, shit, hold on.

I wrote this down 'cause I didn't want to forget it.

She says lava rock can strengthen one's connection

to Mother Earth,

and it can give you courage and the strength

that you need in times of change.

- [chuckles]

- So times of change, indeed, right?

Anyway, I thought those would look good on you or whatever,

and-and... [sighs]

I just wanted to thank you, so...

- You're welcome.

Come. Come here.

[gentle music]

? ?

- I got to go.

- [chuckles] - But, um...

I'll see you later.

- Bye. - Yeah.

Okay.

[door opens]

? ?

- All right, back to business.

It's time we check out this R Jay's Cove.

Let's see what Teddy wants us to fucking find there.

[suspenseful music]

We good?

[gun cocks]

Then, R Jay's Cove, here we come.

? ?

There's gonna be guns, bats, bottles, hammers,

men with fingernails, and they'll scratch your shit.

I'd rather get punched, personally.

- True that. - That's right.

- Hey, wait up.

Y'all, I was just talking to Imani,

and if this place y'all going is as bad as she says it is,

I could keep the car running

in case anything pop off at the Cove.

- Now you're cool with keeping the car running?

- Because somebody is in it.

- It's not a bad idea, Joe.

- It's not a bad idea...

but I'm gonna need you to stay here.

I need you...

to keep an eye on Phyllis and Imani...

'Cause for whatever reason we don't make it back...

- Imani gets the fuck out of Cape Town.

I got you.

[dramatic music]

? ?

I'm gonna take care of your sister, Joe.

But y'all motherfuckers make it back.

- We will. Come on.

? ?

- We'll be right back.

? ?

[door closes]

[ominous music]

? ?

- You.

? ?

You.

? ?

[both speaking native language]

[sighs]

- Hi, Cathy. Uh, what's wrong?

Are you not okay? - Mm, no.

I feel like I've been hit by one of y'all's taxi vans.

Do you have any, uh, Tylenol or Aleve or meth?

- Unfortunately, Cathy, I do not have methamphetamine.

But I can brew you a nice hot pot of tea

that'll make you feel so much better.

- Mm, while I appreciate your holistic approach to my pain,

I'm really just

a good old-fashioned American painkiller kind of gal.

- Mm-hmm.

- Do you have a pharmacy or anything nearby?

- Yeah, we do. It's not that far.

I can take you if you'd like. - Oh, no, no, no.

You stay. I can go. Where is it?

- Okay.

Um, so you're just gonna go to the end of the street.

- Mm-hmm. - Take a right.

- Mm-hmm. - Four kilometers on your left.

- Four kilometers. - [laughs] Sorry.

Like, uh- - I don't know.

- Two and a half miles.

- Okay, so not walking. - No.

- Got it. - Um...

- Yeah, uh, you can- you can use my car.

- You sure? - Yeah, of course you can.

I mean, if you're happy to drive.

- Mm? - Yep.

- Okay.

[ominous music]

? ?

[indistinct chatter on TV]

? ?

- Joe, what was your wedding song?

- My wedding?

Damn, Lee, you don't remember my wedding song?

- I mean, it was, like, 30 years ago.

- "Ribbons in the Sky," Mr. Stevie Wonder.

- Thank you, Touch.

Why you asking?

- Well, after this is all over,

I was thinking of asking Cathy to renew our vows.

- No shit. - Yeah.

Just needed the perfect song.

- Look at you, getting all romantic.

- Fuck you, man. - No, good for you.

- Good for you.

Well, if you want the perfect song,

then we got to narrow it down, right?

- True.

- So who's the greatest R&B singer of all time?

- Aretha. - Whitney.

- Okay, what's the difference between the two?

- Coke habit. - [groans]

- Yeah, Aretha had an incredible sweet tooth.

- [laughing] Oh, come on.

- You are going to hell for that.

- Damn, dude.

- Let's just say Aretha, all right?

It's Aretha. - Okay, that's what I said.

- All right. Uh, male, male singers.

Who's the greatest R&B singer, male?

- Group or solo?

- Does it matter? - It has to matter.

Luther or Marvin if we're talking solo,

Teddy Pendergrass if we're going group.

- No, Teddy Pendergrass was never in a group.

Jesus. How white are you, Touch?

- Excuse me, Teddy Pendergrass was the lead singer

of Harold Melvin and the Blue Notes, ass-face.

- The fuck he was.

Harold Melvin was the lead singer

of Harold Melvin and the Blue Notes.

His name is in the fucking band title.

Tell him, Joe. - Yeah, tell me.

- Teddy Pendergrass was the lead singer

of Harold Melvin and the Blue Notes.

- Get the fuck out of here.

- Jesus, Lee, how white are you?

- How the fuck did I not know that?

- Well, the world is filled with things

you do not know, Lee. - [mockingly] World is filled-

Fuck you, Touch. - All right, right, right.

Uh, Michael Jackson or Prince? both: Prince.

- Ooh, I got one. Prince or Seal?

- Prince or Seal? - [laughing]

- Why would you-why would you put Seal in that shit?

- Seal is-Seal is iconic! - "Iconic"? Seal?

- Who didn't want a "Kiss from a Rose"?

- Yes! - Get the fuck out of here.

You might as well bring up Terence Trent D'Arby

or Jamiroquai

or them niggas who made "Who Let the Dogs Out."

- Ooh, Baha Men. I dig their shit.

- The Baha niggas. Put them in there.

Fuck out of here with that Seal shit.

- "Kiss from the Rose" was amazing.

- Okay, I got one, I got one.

Earth, Wind & Fire or Ohio Players?

- Oh, shit. Come on, now.

? Do you remember ?

all: ? The 21st night of September ?

- ? And there's something, something ?

? Sounds like embers ?

all: ? Da-na-na-na night away ?

? Ah, ah, ah ?

? Ba-dee-ya, say that you remember ?

[indistinct chatter]

- Get out of here!

- [shouts]

[soft dramatic music]

? ?

[muffled arguing]

- Well, it looks like a lovely fucking place.

- When we get in there,

it's heads on a swivel for real, yeah?

- Yeah. - Yeah.

Look for anything associated with us, Teddy, or Imani.

Teddy want us in this bar.

Let's go find out why. - Yes, sir.

[gun cocks]

Let's do it.

? ?

[distant chatter, shouting]

? ?

- Hey! - Whoa!

[laughter]

[arguing continues]

[ominous music]

? ?

- Hello, is this the police?

It's about the Americans you're looking for.

[R&B music]

- ? Why not let me go? ?

? Ain't got time to see them families ?

? They ain't in trouble most days, it seems ?

? And only need a chance... ?

- Head on a swivel.

Joe? - Yeah.

? ?

- How you doing? - Bar is closed.

- Bar is closed? - Bar is closed.

- This bar look pretty goddamn busy to be closed.

- Bar is closed.

- So you telling me the goddamn bar is closed?

- [scoffs] Clever one, you are.

I'll hurt you the most. - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Is the bar still closed if I have one of these?

? ?

- Come with me.

? ?

- ? Why not let me go? ?

? ?

[mellow music]

? ?

[billiard balls clack]

- Good hit.

? ?

[indistinct chatter]

? ?

[door closes]

- You must be Joe.

- I'm changing my name.

Everybody fucking knows my name down here. Why-

- If you gentlemen would follow me,

we've got some business to deal with.

We can get this all sorted out.

[sirens wailing]

[dramatic music]

Shit. What the fuck did you do?

- We didn't do shit! Nothing! - What?

- Gatas! [guns cocking, clamoring]

- Whoa, whoa, whoa. - Hey, hey! Probably not now.

We-

- Okay. - We're good.

[sirens whooping]

- How do you know me? - I knew your father.

He said that if everything went to hell and he was dead,

you would show up. - Who are you?

- [scoffs] About your only fucking chance.

So ticktock, motherfucker.

- We did-we did not bring those fucking police here.

You got to fucking believe me. We did not.

? ?

[indistinct chatter over police radio]

- You want a fucking apology, Joe?

[chuckles] How about, I'm sorry you three motherfuckers

are going to jail?

[Cymande's "How We Roll"]

? ?

- ? I wonder why ?

? ?

? We play this game ?

? That's how we roll ?

? That's how we roll... ?

[dramatic music]

? ?

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