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Tensions build on the South Side

as the search for 15-year-old Stephanie Allman continues.

Last seen leaving St. Felix High School two days ago,

the teen hasn't been heard from since.

With no leads, the city is awash in speculation.

Man, they out here snatchin' kids every day

left and right, up and down, in and out.

They snatchin' them off school buses, everything.

Look, there go one right there.

We don't even know if that's his baby.

Hey! Hey!

Yeah, I'm talking -- Is that yours?

I heard they keeping that girl for Zika experiments.

She at the CDC right now making small-head babies.

Crazy strong. All they strength is in they arms.

They trying to get everybody out here. I told y'all!

They were trying to get me after my typing class,

and that's why I dropped out.

But y'all can keep y'all funky comments off my page

talking about how I dropped out for other reasons.

G-Eazy tried to tell y'all, man.

It ain't safe for the black or the white girl.

He said it 50 times.

"It ain't safe, it ain't safe, it ain't safe."

Y'all wouldn't listen. Y'all was too busy dancing.

I don't know about y'all, but this missing-girl thing

has got me on edge.

Last night, I slapped a referee at Teddy's game.

Game didn't even start yet, but I was feeling tense.

Anyways, my tribute song to bring Stephanie home

is already in motion.[ Beeping ]

Be on the lookout. -Have any of you

stopped to think that she might not be missing at all?

Think about it.

This could be a huge distraction

from something way more governmental.

This nigga.Or she could be kidnapped

like the girl on "Taken," and on a train on the way to Qatar

chained to the wall with heroin being shot between her toes,

if that's what you like, by a guy named Stache.Spoiler!

I don't even remember that part.I read the book.

All right, guys, huddle up. Good news.

Tulsa's sending us a new bed system,

so expect a seminar on Silken Sleep Memory Gel.

I was gonna pass this around,

but just take a look through the glass for now.

Speaking of, Greg, buddy,

how are we doing getting this door open?

Any minute. I have...

♪ I was born on the South Side ♪♪ South Side ♪

♪ I was raised on the South Side ♪♪ South Side ♪

♪ Everybody stick together like we in a line ♪

♪ 'Cause it ain't no side like the South Side ♪

♪ On the South Side ♪

♪ South Side! ♪

♪♪

Hmm. What's this old wet bandit motherfucker doing?

Uh-huh. Mnh-mnh. Oh, hell no. Mnh-mnh.

Hey. Hey. Hey, guys.

[ Trills ] Come here. Come here!

Would you come here?

What's up?

Not you, sis.

Excuse me. Okay.

Check him out.Mm-hmm.

If the word "shady" was in the dictionary,

this dude's picture would be next to it.

"Shady" is in the dictionary.

Half the people who shop here are shady.

I just helped a guy wearing jeans on top of jeans

get some office chairs.Ah, damn, that's Fred.

He doing that jean on jean again?

Fuego! [ Chuckles ]Mm.

You know what? You a hypocrite, Simon.

If this missing girl is a conspiracy,

why are you on the phone with Nina every 15 minutes?

Because I'm a good parent. Hold on, baby.

-Okay! -What are y'all staring at?

Keisha think that guy over there is a serial killer.

-Mm. -That guy?

-Yeah. -Get wise.

He's wearing Toms.

My uncle wears Toms.

We call him Uncle Tom.

'Cause his name is Tom. And he's a sell-out.

Simon: This is stupid. Somebody needs to go talk to him.

Hey, boo, I need you to find out everything, okay?

I need you to find out his dietary restrictions,

I need you to find out his zodiac sign,

because you know these Scorpios be out here killing.

Hey, so, I'm about to go work on this song.

If Q asks, please tell him I have a generation to inspire.

Thanks.Keisha: Hey, Stace.

Yes?

-Dude look shady to you? -Right there.

♪♪

Shady as fuck. Y'all should call the cops.

I am on it. 9-to-the-motherfucking-1-1.

Thank you.Oh, hi, ma'am.

It's your civic and moral duty to report --

Did you see her snatch it?

Man, she wild.[ Cellphone ringing ]

Oh, if you see anything down at the gym, let us know.

Wait, hold up. Hello?

Officer Turner? It's Keisha from RTO.

I don't have a lot of time, but I just need you to know...

♪♪

...he's here.

Girl, I'm 'bout to hang up.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Listen, listen.

The white weird murderer who kidnapped

Stephanie Allman, he is here at RTO, girl.

If y'all don't get here, we all gonna be accomplices.

Stop it.

You need to get over here, you need to help us.

CPD been getting bogus-ass tips about this case all day.

His shirt is too big, girl.

He's swimming in the shirt because he don't care

about life, or mine, or yours.

Keisha, I'm listening to you, I hear you.

But it just sounds like a big shirt.

Girl, I gotta go. Bye.

Hold up, is that a lead?Wasting my time.

Let's follow it up, man. Let's do some real police work.

Let's kick down some doors!

And then we get written up for insubordination.

I see you, sir.Goodnight.

I'm not getting all caught up in a case

I can't do nothing about, okay?

All right, so handing out flyers is good enough

for the queen of the South Side?Cut the shit.

We both know you don't give a damn about the South Side.

I never said I did. I hate it down here.

I wish the city ended at 22nd Street

and then, boom, farms.

But you?

You love this place.

Her parents live right over there.

Yo. The cops is not helping us.

It's like J. Cole said, the cops are trash.

That's alright, though, because I'm moving onto plan B.

I am calling the homeys.

Keisha, before you call the homeys, let me slow you down.

I want to introduce you guys to a new friend of mine.

Come on in here, Dennis.

Ah, this guy.

This is Stacy's dad.

-Wait. Wait, what? -What?! Yo!

I had a shitty morning, so I really need y'all

to help me focus on this track, okay?

This song for Stephanie needs to be so fire that even

if she's no longer with us, it will raise her from the dead.

Ooh, thottie zombie shit.

I like that. Note that down.

And kids need to be able to listen to it, too.

You, write that down.

But not the whole way through, though,

'cause it needs to go hard as fuck.

Why do you have your shoes off?

Well, we're doing a song.

Yeah, we finna get 10 toes down.

Let's get to it.

[ Sombre organ music playing ]

♪♪

Are you guys detectives?

Better yet, are you guys Christians?

Yes. Yes.

I'm Methodist. My father is a pastor.

I'm very Christian.

I believe in God.

I love to church, and, uh, I love gospel.

I mean, I'm there every Sunday.

Well, what's your favorite gospel song?

Oh, man. Uh, psh, "A Thousand Horses"?

You know that one? -I don't know that one.

♪ It takes a thousand, thousand horses ♪

No, I don't know that one.♪ To drag me from God ♪

Yeah, it's a -- it's a deep cut. It's a deep cut.

You don't know that one? New gospel, new gospel.

We Christened Stephanie and her sister in this baptismal pool.

They couldn't even hold up they head.

Yeah, but they showed out, didn't they?

Ooh, they sure did. For the Lord.

Didn't you, Maple?

Maple? That name, Maple.

Is that, uh -- I'm assuming that's from the Bible?

No, it's from syrup.

Oh. Okay.

Alright. Well, let's, uh...

let's expand our questions.

Maple, can you come over here for a second --

Mr. Allman: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Whoa.

She's not allowed to talk to men.

Not until she's married.

-Hmm? -But...

how would...that even... -You know,

we don't want to take up too much more of your time.

A man is supposed to propose...

So, is there anything else you can tell us about

Stephanie's disappearance? It would be very helpful.

Yeah, yeah. Anything. Where you were...

Nothing we haven't already told the other cops.

She just never came home from school.

She didn't reach out via phone, social media, nothing?

-LinkedIn... -She left her flip phone here.

Oh, flip phone?Okay. Flip phone.

Write that down. Write that down.

I just gonna -- You write on your pad.

Our daughters have flip phones for emergencies,

and we don't allow social media.

There's gonna be no double tapping in the Lord's house.

Stacy: ♪ Where you at, Stephanie? ♪

♪ Where you at? ♪

♪ Where you at? Now that girl is missing ♪

♪ Skrrt skrrt, and she can't be found ♪

♪ Skrrt skrrt, she gon' on some skrrt skrrt ♪

♪ Evidence found on her skrrt skrrt ♪

♪ Chew through the rope ♪

♪ Get your hands free ♪

♪ Pick up the phone ♪

♪ Hit 'em with your keys ♪

♪ Shit on yourself so they don't like you ♪

♪ Dislocate your shoulder like in "Lethal Weapon 2" ♪

Alright, look, turn this off.

I need you to sing from your diaphragm.

Not your belly button ring.That fell out.

And you know what?

You don't support me. You never supported me.

I support all my artists.

Hell, I am my artists.

I am Stacy.

[ Harmonica playing ]

[ Playing stops ]

Fuck a mouth-blown, reed-free instrument.

Oh, yeah, let's go with that.

Do you want to hit this?

Fuck a 1920 science book!

Oh, this energy's awesome.

Fuck Shaggy's second album! What is wrong with you?

Now put that energy in the booth.

Dennis: Well, I'll tell you, all this talk about

Stephanie Allman, it freaked me out,

so I just wanted to come here

so I could put eyes on my baby girl.

Well, I guess you're not a white murderer for the time being,

but Stacy was right to ignore you.

It's not easy to let that kind of pain back in your life,

especially when you left her, her mama,

and an apartment by themselves on east side Chicago

and she wanted to kill your ass for doing it.

Mm. However,

fathers and daughters should be best friends.

I've called Nina 10 times and she's still not sick of me.

That's the level that you and Stacy need to be at.

Nina: Dad, can I please go back to lunch?

Six more minutes, babe. Six more minutes.

I know where she is, and we're going there now.

Let's go, buddy.

Well, let's just send her a note, tell her I stopped by.

Or let's just not send her a note and let's just go.

Ready to kick some doors down? Come on, let's go find this girl.

Huh. I don't know, you really think

there's more to this whole thing?

I absolutely think there's more to this whole thing,

and there's a lot of doors right here that need kicking.

I'm gonna do this. I'm finding this girl.

I'm not seeing it, but I don't want to get in your way.

So, you know, why don't you go do your thing?

You handle your business, and we'll just link up later.

Alright, sounds good.Alright, yeah.

Want to say "Good hunting"?Good hunting.

Can you just please say it like -- It'll help me.Okay, okay. Fine, okay.

I'm trying to make detective, okay?Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. Absolutely.

Come on.Good hunting!

Thank you.Yes. Get 'em.

♪♪

Turner: Hey, Mariah. It's just me.

I got rid of Goodnight ol' goofy ass

trying to slow me down.

I think there's something more to this

Stephanie Allman case.

Mariah: What makes you so sure there's more to all of this?

Stephanie's sister was too chill.

Like she knew something else.

Like, I feel like if one of my siblings was missing,

I would be all fucked up.

♪♪

So, Stephanie's parents don't allow no social media,

but we both know a 15-year-old girl

gonna find a way to post a damn selfie.

Oh, so you sayin' she must have a secret account somewhere.

Girl, I'm gonna need you to get your troll on.

♪♪

It's good to see you, Stacy.

She don't want to talk to you. Disrespectful-ass cracker.

Don't call him cracker.

He don't deserve no cool nicknames yet.

See what happens when you come around?

Bad stuff.

I can't even record a dope song to bring that girl back.

You messed up my mental.

Wait, you -- you're recording a song?

Hey, guys, they're out of Tabbouleh.

Alright, you guys cool with, um, baba ganoush

and, like, some grape leaves?

Man, you know I don't like grapes and leaves together.

Okay, cool, we'll just do 'ganoush.

Okay, we're just gonna do 'ganoush, then.

You're recording a song? Let me help.

And how, per se, do you do that?

Before my dad snorted all of his money away,

he was a recording engineer.

You hear that, buddy? She called you "dad."

Biologically, he's the reason I do music,

but technically, he's also the reason

I'm afraid of all white substances.

Oh, hold on, flag on the play.

Um, do you want me to cancel the tzatziki now?

No, that doesn't count.

It has those little green things in it.

Okay, perfect. Cool, we're gonna keep tzatziki.

Dennis, why don't you tell all of us who you've worked with?

Oh, just, you know, local acts.

Smashing Pumpkins, Chance the Rapper, Wilco,

Earth Wind & Fire, Chicago, Jeremih, R. K--

[ Vocalizing ]That's it.

I would bow down to you, but bow down to no man ever

since I got kicked out of tae kwon do.

Man, fuck Sensei Terry.

Mariah: I didn't find Stephanie's social media.Damn.

But, I did find her big sister, Maple's.Oh.

Go to "@BlessedUpMaple" on Insta.

Okay, um, @BlessedUpMaple.

That's a little silly-ass name.

Damn, sis like Beyoncé more than you do.

Watch your mouth.

Alright, my bad. [ Chuckles ]

[ Cellphone ringing ]Um...

Ugh. Okay, not now, Daddy.

There is literally nothing helpful in these pictures.

No boyfriends, no strange locations.

Just her smiling and doing hood rat poses in church clothes.

Goodnight: Police, open up!

Aah!

My tom yum soup!

That was my dinner.

They don't deliver to this neighborhood past noon.

It's too risky.

This whole day is ruined.

Get out of my house!

Yep.

♪♪

Stacy: ♪ Yeah, we lookin' for Stephanie ♪

♪ Somebody probably ate the booty like groceries ♪

♪ She is not where she supposed to be ♪

I wanted something lit.

This needs to be set on fire.

Hey.

Alright.

That's it, I'm calling my guy.

Hey, hey, stop, man. You don't need cocaine.

[ Ringing ]Oh, that's not who I'm calling.

Jeff: Hey, Dennis.Hey, Jeff.

Man, I told you, I don't have cocaine.

That's not why I'm calling.

I think we should strip it all down and find a simple truth.

All the best songs are a simple truth.

Like "Slob On My Knob."

Here my knob. Slob on it. [ Chuckles ]

My truth feels more complex than that.

Well, dig down into that complexity.

Okay. I mean, you were a bum-ass dad,

and now you're back.

And you're not a bum, but you still look like one.

So, I'm still lost.

I'm the lost girl.

Ohh!

We gonna remake "Slob On My Knob."

[ Sighs ]

Thanks for calling, Daddy. But, no, I'm not kidnapped.

Big Z: I remember the time you stayed out all night long

at Meechi house and I caught you.

And you lied right to my face.

But, see, I wasn't looking at your face.

I was looking at your clothes,

'cause you came back bummy as hell.

Daddy, let me let you go.

I'ma keep looking.Love you.

And if your mama calls, I'm in Barbados.

Is that a...?

Yes, it is.

Yes, it is.

Open up! 'Cago PD!

Ah! Oh, that hurt.[ Baby crying ]

Aah! Oh, my God! Who the fuck are you?!

I thought this was a...Get out my house!

Just hold on! I thought it was an abandoned house.

It looked -- it looks terrible.

You should -- Look, just would you chill?

Now, have you -- have you seen this girl?

I'm calling the police.

I am the police.I'm calling better police.

No, no, you don't have to do that.

I can get him to sleep. Watch this.

What's this baby's name?Lil' Lamello.

Who? Okay, no, it's okay, I got it.

♪ Hey, Lil' Lamello ♪

♪♪

Greg: One beef gyro with extra tzatziki.

Q: Mmm, boy, that smells good.

Lay it on me, Greg.

Wait.

Oh, we got to figure this out.

Hold your horses, chief. I got an idea.

You getting it?

Floss that doorjamb with my meat.

[ Munching ]

This is great tzatziki sauce.

What you want me to do with your orange pop?

Looks like we're gonna have to glory hole it, Greg.

Okay.

Here. Yeah, that's it.

You got it?Yeah, just like that.

Yeah?

How's it taste?

Yeah. You got it?

You getting it?

Yeah. Uh.

You like that? Uh.

Ugh. Y'all some hoes.

Oh.

Ugh. Damn.

Oh.

Turner: You recognize this phone?

Yeah, that's the Amaze.

Exactly, and y'all the only ones who rent these.

So, I'ma need a list of everyone RTO has rented out.

And wipe your mouth.

God. No, I'm good. I'm good, G.

There's like 30 rentals in here. Damn.

And I know her name ain't on this.

I'ma have to call every single number on that list.

Legally speaking, you understand I can't just hand

over such sensitive customer information, right?

Okay. Alright, cool.

Oh, right.

Uh, let me print that out for you.

Okay, from the top.

♪♪

♪ You missed my prom so you could do coke ♪

♪ I wanna fuck you up, you fucking joke ♪

♪ You're a deadbeat ♪

♪ Not a white murderer ♪

♪ You ain't stab Stephanie ♪

♪ But you hurt your mixed daughter, sir ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, yeah ♪

What'd you think of that, baby?

Nina: The song is good, Daddy.

I did it again.

Hi, um, this is Officer Turner.

Um, please give me a call back if you can.

[ Ringing ]No good.

Hey, Stephanie, if this is you, don't hang up.

Just, um, call me back.

I'm a police officer.

Hi, it's -- Hold on.

It's Beyoncé. Call me back.

[ Ringing ]

Hey, girl, it's Beyoncé.

Me, Sir, Rumi, and Blue are worried about you, and if you --

Okay, I'm sorry. This is stupid.

Um, this is Officer Zenobia Turner,

and, Stephanie, if you're hearing this,

I just want you to know that you are loved,

and all we really want is for you to just come back home safe.

I was 15 once, too, and, yes,

I wanted to run away with Trey Songz,

and be his muse, and inspire his music,

and teach him to make songs about love,

but also intercourse.

Anyway, I need you to come home,

and I'm not just saying that because I'm a cop.

Truth is, I don't know if I can handle my hopes

being crushed again.

For once, I just want a happy ending, and I --

I promise you, if you call me,

you will not be in trouble with me, okay?

Now, your Jesus-y parents, well, that's another story,

but, honey, I promise you, they'll come around,

and you can trust me on that one,

because I'm a PK, and I get it.

So, again, this is Officer Zenobia Turner.

If you would just call me back, I would appreciate that.

Okay? Bye.

♪♪

Y'all feeling that song we did, or nah?

It's kinda delicate.

Yeah.

Fuck it. Let's do a trap song.

It was always gonna be a trap song.

♪♪

So, I fell asleep on the way home,

and I rode past my exit, which is Garfield.

And I woke up downtown.

But instead of going home, I just wanted to keep going,

so I got back on the train, and I rode as far as I could.

Then I started to get hangry,

and there was this cute little restaurant nearby,

and they had lobster rolls.

So, you know I had to try one.Turner: Mm-hmm.

And when I say it was smackin', it was smackin'.

Then I just -- I was super full,

so I just walked and I walked until I was in the forest.

♪♪

♪♪

And then it started to rain, so I had to hide in this barn,

'cause you know I couldn't get my hair wet.

[ Thunder crashes ]

♪♪

Luckily, this nice little farmer family took me in.

And in the morning, I mean, I had the time of my life.

I mean, we played volleyball, we walked the horses,

they put me in the swing, and I was spinning.

[ Screams, laughs ]

It was just really cool.

You know, I've never felt so free. Mm-hmm.

It was like I went to find myself.

Yeah. You did that, boo boo.

You did.

But it's time.

I got to take you home.

But first, I need you to do me a favor.

So, I'ma give you a phone number,

I want you to call from your phone

and just repeat after me, okay?

Okay. Okay.

Oh, my kicking foot.

[ Sighs ]

Ow, ow, ow! Ugh, oh.

[ Cellphone vibrating ]

Hello?This is Stephanie Allman.

I've been kidnapped.

Where are you?!

I'm -- I'm -- I'm behind a really big door.

It -- it looks heavy, like it's made of wood, or --

or maybe even metal.Put Turner on.

Stacy: ♪ I hate my daddy ♪Travis: ♪ I hate him ♪

♪ Fuck that white-ass nigga ♪♪ Fuck that nigga ♪

♪ He a lame, tried to wear FUBU when I was little ♪

♪ What? ♪♪ I hate my daddy ♪

♪ Skrrt skrrt, swerve on 'em ♪♪ Uh-huh ♪

♪ Krra-ta-ta ♪

So, what y'all think?

She lyin', she ain't mixed.

♪ I-I-I was born on the South Side ♪

♪ Side South ♪

♪ I was raised on the South Side South ♪

♪ Good days on the South Side ♪

♪ South Side ♪

♪ Got paid on the South Side ♪

♪ South Side ♪

♪ Went to church on the South Side ♪

♪ South Side ♪

♪ Went to work on the South Side ♪

♪ South Side ♪

♪ Whole family from the South Side ♪

♪ South Side ♪

♪ Couldn't wait to go outside on the South Side ♪

-South Side! -South Side!

-South Side! -South Side!

♪ I was born on the South Side

♪ South Side ♪

♪ I was raised on the South Side ♪

♪ South Side ♪