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Right?

Oh, my God, you two.

- Look at them.

No, no, no, but seriously,

happy anniversary, you two.

Come on, 25 years.

That's unbelievable.

- Man, thank you, Touch.

- Well, what about me? It is my 17th birthday.

- Yeah, that's not that big an accomplishment.

You grew up in the burbs.

- Don't listen to him.

Girl, you know we love you. - That's right.

I love you too. / Happy birthday.

- That's right, happy birthday, baby.

Thank you.

Yes, yes, we gotta.

Oh, yes! / No.

Come on! / No, no.

- We could make fun of the singers.

You know everybody knows that the 'Burgh

has the best worst singers on the planet.

That's right. That's right. / Can we? Can we, please?

- No, karaoke is creepy.

You got all these freaky people standing up there

looking all awkward and shit,

fucking up Smokey and Luther

and Marvin's songs. - ♪ Boom-boom-boom ♪

Exactly. / No, I don't want to do that.

- I know, but it's my birthday.

- Oh, wow, she's straight-up playing the birthday card.

- Look at that.

- Dude, you can't say no now.

- I can't? Watch this.

No. How'd I do, huh?

- Well, you know what? I'ma say yes.

We are going to karaoke

because it is our daughter's birthday

and we love her,

and if her father doesn't get in there right now,

he ain't getting no ass later.

- Ma!

- Whoa, she's straight-up playing the pussy card.

- Leon!

- Ow! What?

Oh, my God. 17. / Wow.

- Ah, she needs to learn at some point.

Not this point.

So you're just gonna put me out there like that.

- Well...

Fine, we will go. / Yes!

All right.

- But I'm only doing it for Jenn, though,

for her birthday, that's it.

- ♪ Oh, I got to ♪

♪ Fall in love with a girl like you ♪

♪ 'Cause you can't run and you can't hide ♪

♪ But you and me, we're gonna touch the sky ♪

Hey.

Yeah!

Ah!

Mambo Number 5!

- Don't give him no high fives. Come on.

Thanks! Thank you! / Okay.

- All right, y'all, let's keep it going for Willy

and his mom.

Okay, coming next to the stage, we have...

Y'all, put your hands together for Joe Washington.

Come on, Joe. - Oh, yeah. Joe.

- No, he... no, he not.

Hell... hell no.

Come on, Joe. / Who did...

Who did... you...

- You did this thing, didn't you?

- It's your time to shine, my man.

Come on. - No, I'm... no.

- Listen, y'all, let's give Joe some encouragement.

Can we? Let's give Joe some encouragement.

Come on, Joe! / Come on, Joe. Come on, Joe.

- The sooner you get up there, the sooner it's over.

- No. Why?

- Well, 'cause he called your name.

You gotta get up there, man. - Oh, I was just...

- Whoo!

- This is so corny.

Oh, come on.

This is gonna be good. / Oh, wait.

What the hell?

- ♪ Always and forever ♪

♪ Each moment with you ♪

- Did you know about this?

- No, no, I didn't.

- What is going on?

- ♪ That somehow came true ♪

♪ And I know tomorrow ♪

♪ Will still be the same ♪

♪ 'Cause we've got a life of love ♪

♪ That won't ever change and ♪

♪ Every day ♪

♪ Love me your own special way ♪

♪ Melt all my heart away ♪

♪ With a smile ♪

- ♪ Always forever love you ♪

- ♪ Hoo-hoo ♪

♪ ♪

- ♪ Always forever love ♪

- ♪ You ♪

♪ Fore-e... ver ♪

- Yes!

- Go, Dad!

♪ ♪

You hit like a ho.

Just warming up, Joseph.

Just warming up.

Saving my best for when your daughter rejoin us, huh?

♪ ♪

- Jenn.

♪ ♪

- Yes.

That's right.

♪ ♪

- Hey.

♪ ♪

Let me get one of those.

Yeah.

♪ ♪

Ah.

Good? / Yeah.

- Thank you.

- Ah.

- Your son... Dimitri...

has he always been a disappointment to you?

- He pretended not to be afraid.

But he was a scared child.

Always.

- Huh.

I know how he felt.

I know how he felt.

Did you know my father?

- Ah, no more than anyone who worked for me.

♪ ♪

- My father was like you.

Angry. / Uh-huh.

Impatient. / Uh-huh.

- Did not suffer fools.

- Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Did not "suffer fools gladly."

♪ ♪

2 Corinthians 11...

19.

Yeah.

That's it.

♪ ♪

- And like your son...

I, too,

spent my whole life...

trying to make my father proud

and win his love.

But it never happened.

Not because I didn't do anything

or couldn't do anything.

That wasn't it at all.

It was because of something he wouldn't allow himself to do

when it came to me.

He would not allow me in this world...

being unprepared.

He wouldn't do it.

He knew how hard it was in this world, so...

he didn't want me to be a victim.

He loved me from a distance

'cause he didn't want me to be weak.

♪ ♪

He did everything with me that you did not do

with your son.

Dimitri was not prepared.

You did not prepare him.

And for that reason,

he's dead because of you.

♪ ♪

I...

I failed my son.

Yes.

His death is my shame.

But I did not want to raise him the way my father raised me.

Your father...

loved you from a distance.

Mine despised me up close.

♪ ♪

Shit.

My father's routine...

was to beat me every morning before school

with fist, with chain, with pipe, anything.

And as I lay there...

spitting blood,

my insides burning from the pain,

he would say to me,

"The worst part of today is over.

Go... and enjoy your day."

Can you imagine?

Every day,

this is how it started.

Then, uh, one morning, was a Wednesday,

he came to my room to beat me like usual.

♪ ♪

But this day...

was not like all the other days.

He was angrier.

Gloves on.

He only wore the gloves when he was trying

to break something in my face...

A nose,

a cheek,

my teeth.

For Christmas this year, my mama...

had given me a parovoz...

A choo-choo train, you call it.

And when my father stepped into the room,

gloves on,

ready to hurt me,

I was standing on chair,

hiding behind door so I was same tall.

And when he turned and saw me,

I smashed that parovoz

right into his face.

He fell to the floor.

I jumped off chair, and I kept smashing, smashing,

smashing, and smashing that parovoz

into his head

until his head was no more.

♪ ♪

I was nine years old

when I beat my father to death.

♪ ♪

I was going to kill you today, Joseph.

But after what you told me about my son,

I have reconsidered.

I decide to take you

with us to Moscow, huh?

So you can watch your daughter

give birth to my grandson...

and then you can be there

as I slowly beat her to death

right in front of you...

bitch.

♪ ♪

Pam.

Jesus.

Shit.

Aw, not this... bitch again.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Stop!

Put the gun down.

♪ ♪

- You're not going to shoot me.

- You're right.

- Jenn, Jenn, what are you doing?

♪ ♪

- If I kill my baby,

Nicolai won't take me to Russia.

His plane, which has your daughter on it,

well, there'd be no reason for it to land.

♪ ♪

- Put the gun down.

♪ ♪

- You have to choose:

Are you gonna keep being a killer

working for that monster,

or...

Or are you the mother who doesn't bow down to the man

who took your daughter away from you?

♪ ♪

When you look at your little girl,

what do you want her to see in you?

♪ ♪

Ma'am.

Shit. / Hello?

- Shit, shit. Yeah, um...

Hello, Officer. What can I do for you?

- We got a call someone was passed out in their vehicle.

Just need to make sure you're doing okay.

- Uh... yeah, no, I'm fine.

I just, um, had a couple drinks earlier

and didn't want to drive home.

- I see.

I'm gonna need you to step out of the car, please.

- Come on, that won't be necessary.

- Now, please.

♪ ♪

- Okay.

♪ ♪

- Hands where I can see them.

♪ ♪

Right this way, ma'am.

- You mind if we search the car?

- Don't you need, like, probable cause or something?

- Are you interfering with our investigation, ma'am?

Okay, well,

y'all just gon' make something up and do it anyway.

I watch "Live PD."

Go ahead, shit.

♪ ♪

- "Live PD," huh?

♪ ♪

License and registration in the car?

Yes, in the car, yes. / Okay.

♪ ♪

- I'm lying. I'm lying. I'm lying.

I'm lying, okay? I...

Um... I don't even drink, okay?

I followed my husband here after he got off work

because he's...

Oh, God.

Oh, God, what am I gonna do now?

- Ma'am, calm... Calm down, please.

- I followed him here because he said

that he was having drinks with the boys after poker,

but he was not here with the boys.

He was here with that bitch from his office,

that white bitch Mary Elizabeth

or Elizabeth Mary or whatever the fuck it is!

She look like she's 15, okay?

And the way that he looks at her...

The way that he touched her...

I don't have anywhere to go.

What am I gonna tell my children?

- Okay, okay.

Oh. Can you get her off?

- Yeah. All right. All right, ma'am, ma'am.

Ma'am, ma'am.

Ma'am, come on. Come on. - You smell nice.

- Hey, you know what?

You know what I think we should do?

- You're kind of handsome.

- You should go home or go to a friend's home.

You just can't stay out here on the street, okay?

Watch your head. - Okay.

Watch your head. / Ow.

This is how they do it on "Live PD."

- Okay.

- Ma'am, you cannot sleep here. No sleeping in the car, please.

- Okay, yes.

Thank you.

Thank you. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please.

♪ ♪

Larry, fuck.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Okay.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

What am I doing?

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Please come home.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Oh, shit. Fuck.

Fuck.

Oh, shit.

♪ ♪

No! No!

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Oh, shit.

Fuck, fuck. - Touch, it's okay.

- No, no, no, no, don't shoot her.

Hit-Bitch is with us.

That's what I call you.

I call you Hit-Bitch.

- Fantastic.

Oh, shit.

Thanks for that.

Let's get your father and finish this shit.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Come on. Come on.

Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on.

♪ ♪

Come on!

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- You plumber-cunt-fuck motherfucker!

Come on.

♪ ♪

- This is how I killed your fucking son, motherfucker.

♪ ♪

- Aah! Aah!

Yeah. / Aah!

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- Oh, Daddy.

Oh, Daddy.

- Hey, baby. Hey.

Oh, baby.

Mm.

Ah, we did it.

He's dead.

Nicolai's dead.

It's over.

Oh, shit.

That bitch is with them. - No, no, no, no, no, no.

She's with us. She's good. - What?

- She's with us now.

♪ ♪

Ow. Ow, baby. Ow. / Oh, sorry.

- Looking good, buddy.

You know what, Touch?

♪ ♪

Never felt better in my life.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- Jesus, Pam.

You feel better?

♪ ♪

- Yeah.

♪ ♪

- So, um...

thanks for your help back there.

I do hope you see your daughter soon.

- Thank you.

- And if you ever need anything from me, seriously,

please don't ask.

Really hope we never see each other again.

You're just...

really bad news.

♪ ♪

Mom?

Jenn! / Mom?

- Baby?

Oh, baby.

Are you okay?

Did they hurt you?

No. / No?

I love you so much.

I love you too, Mom. / Sweetheart.

♪ ♪

I love you. / Thank you.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- Natasia.

♪ ♪

- Natasia.

- Governor, Governor, Governor.

I know he owned your ass.

- I don't know what you're talking about, Detective.

- Okay.

You should do well in prison.

Have a nice day, Governor.

- Wait.

♪ ♪

What do you want?

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- Oh, God.

Baby, come here. - Oh.

- Oh!

Oh, I was so worried, baby.

- I know. I know.

I know. - Yeah.

You're okay? - Yeah.

- Okay, you said on the phone everybody else is good, right?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, everyone's okay.

Jenn, Ange, everybody's good.

It's over, baby.

It's all over.

- I love you.

I got good news too.

I found it.

- Found what, baby?

♪ ♪

That's cocaine.

- Heroin.

- Sorry, baby, I just...

been killing Russians for the last 18 hours,

so I'm a little confused.

Why do you have so much fucking heroin?

- I found Teddy's hideout.

No.

He must have done what he's seen them Russians do

all them years: Turn money into product.

He must've taken the $10 million he stole

and turned it into heroin

and then turned that heroin into even more money

and just kept doing that shit over and over again.

- Jesus Christ.

♪ ♪

How much heroin did you find?

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

You can do this.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Fuck.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- Can I help you?

- Um, yeah, sorry.

Uh, is Donna home?

- Donna?

I'm... I'm sorry, who are you?

- I'm an old friend of Tess, Donna's mom.

Donna might remember me as Touch.

Yeah, it's an unfortunate nickname, I know.

Real name is Benjamin Tuchawuski,

Touch for short.

- Um... you... you're the one who's been

dropping off the envelopes all these years.

- Yeah, mm-hmm.

- I see.

Come in, Benjamin. - Thank you.

I'm Tess' mom, Donna's grandmother.

I'm Margaret.

- Yeah, of course.

It's nice to meet you, Margaret.

- Donna moved in with me after Tess passed away.

- I know. I'm sorry.

- It was never easy for Donna after that happened.

I tried everything I could do to help her,

you know, but nothing could bring her mom back.

- No.

She missed her so much.

- She was in so much pain.

First it was just alcohol and then pills.

- Mm.

- And then four years ago, on Tess' birthday,

Donna took her own life.

♪ ♪

- I'm sorry. I... I... I didn't know that.

- Donna had such a vivid memory of what happened that morning.

And she spent...

every day with the memory

that she killed her mother.

♪ ♪

You were Tess' boyfriend when it happened.

Yeah. / And it was your gun.

- Yeah.

- And you covered it up.

And you made it look...

like my daughter's death was a suicide...

so you could protect yourself.

- No. No.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. If I could go back, you know...

- Oh, but you can't.

And... and all this time, you've been...

You've been trying to buy forgiveness

with your envelopes of money.

You killed my daughter

because you left your gun out for a little girl to find.

And you... You killed my granddaughter

with your... your cowardice and your lies.

♪ ♪

You took everything from me.

Just take the money and go.

Just get out of my house.

Margaret, please. / No.

If you were half the man you think you are,

you would go home and put a gun in your mouth

and just give an old woman some peace.

Just get out of my house.

Get out of my house!

♪ ♪

- Control, gate to the yard. Outer gate unlocked.

Control, gate to the yard. Outer gate unlocked.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- Oh.

♪ ♪

I'm so sorry.

- No.

No, don't apologize.

♪ ♪

Oh!

♪ ♪

- Come on.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- You look good.

- I know.

♪ ♪

So where we going?

- I'll tell you when we get there.

Drive.

Okay.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- ♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh-hoo ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Wife and kids, household pet ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Army green was no safe bet ♪

♪ ♪

♪ The bullets scream to me ♪

♪ From somewhere, mm-mm ♪

- ♪ Here they come to snuff the Rooster ♪

♪ Aw, yeah ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Yeah, here come the Rooster ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ You know he ain't gonna die ♪

I don't know who your supplier is, but...

their dope is, uh,

dope.

- What the fuck?

This is half of what we agreed to.

Where the fuck is my 50 grand?

Chill, baby.

- Don't call me baby.

And don't tell me to fucking chill.

- I could only get half of the money tonight.

- But show me where you keep your stash.

Let me see that it's real,

I'll get you the rest of the money, no problem.

- Okay, um,

I'm just trying to figure out exactly how to say this.

Go fuck yourself.

I said chill. / And I said go fuck yourself.

- Hey, you clearly don't know who the fuck I am.

So here's the deal.

You take me to your stash,

or I kill you right fucking here.

Are we good?

Are we good? / Yeah.

♪ ♪

- Now, fucking drive.

♪ ♪

Fuck.

I can't find the fucking keys.

- Hurry the fuck up.

♪ ♪

- I'm looking!

Aah! Aw, fuck!

Fucking bitch!

♪ ♪

Fucking bitch!

Get back here!

It's okay.

It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.

Stay with me. We're gonna be okay.

You're gonna be okay.

We're gonna be okay.

Just...

Cat, Cathy, just hold on.

Hold on.

Hold on.

I'm coming right back.

I'm gonna be right back.

Aah!

♪ ♪

I'm... I'm a... I'm a...

♪ ♪

- A fucking cop.

♪ ♪

- ♪ Chi-town, do what you want ♪

♪ We came to rock ♪

Ooh, that's hot.

Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot.

Home!

♪ Chi-town, do what you want ♪

♪ We came to rock ♪

♪ What you want, want, want, want, want, want, want ♪

Ange, Jenn, pizza!

Pizza!

Pizza.

Ange!

♪ ♪

- Joe, I've been...

trying so hard to make sense

of all we've been through these last few weeks,

but I cannot.

You almost got Jennifer killed... our daughter...

And that is just something I can never forgive.

I once told someone you need to be a ride or die,

not a run and hide.

I was your ride or die for 30 years, Joe,

and that... that just wasn't good enough for you.

♪ ♪

Jenn and I are going away for a while.

She needs this.

I need this.

I hope you can be good to yourself.

Goodbye, Joe.

♪ ♪

Ange!

Oh, dear God, no!