All language subtitles for Snowfall s04e06_English

Police have now released

the names and the pictures
of the two suspects

wanted in connection
with the Gardena shooting

that claimed six lives,
including that

of little five-year-old
Tianna Brown.

That's Leon Simmons there,
and Thaddeus Barber,

aka Fatback.

KHADIJAH:
I don't give a fuck
what y'all got to do.

I want that motherfucker
Leon dead.

-I need to plan ahead.
-I catch a glimpse of anything

that looks like a finish line,
I promise

you'll be the first one to know.

What if I double my footprint?

-We expanding past L.A.
-Girl I grew up with,

they in Little Rock.
We can start there.

What's in that needle gonna help
push that shit out your body.

Stay with me, Lee.

We are drowning your brother
in coke.

-Matt, stop doing cocaine.
-He won't let me.

What happened to your brother?

I told you, he's...
there's damage

to the lining of his aorta.

So what now?

A few more days and you run off?

What is so important
that you can't clean up

your own goddamn mess?

[cigarette being inhaled]

-[exhalation]
-[dog barking in distance]

[phone ringing]

[phone beeps]

McDonald.

Theodore, this is your father.

Sir?

How did you get this number?

I'm calling to tell you
your brother's dead.

What?

Matthew's dead.

It was a heart attack.

Not that you couldn't
have guessed that.

Okay... I can be on a flight
first thing in the morning.

That won't be necessary.

I mean, I'm gonna come
to my brother's funeral.

The funeral was yesterday.

Yesterday?
So how long ago did...

Almost two weeks.

Two weeks...

and you're just now telling me?

You should be grateful
that I contacted you at all.

This is your fault.

It should have been you.

I don't expect
we'll need to speak again.

["Across 110th Street"
by Bobby Womack playing]

[groans, whimpers]

♪ I was the third brother
of five♪

♪ Doing whatever
I had to do to survive♪

♪ I'm not saying
what I did was all right♪

♪ Trying to break out of the ghetto was a day-to-day fight♪

♪ Been down so long getting
up didn't cross my mind♪

♪ But I knew there was
a better way of life♪

[fading]:
♪ That I was just
trying to find...♪

RONALD REAGAN [on TV]:
...in our land

found hatred and prejudice
installed in social custom

and, yes, in law.

There's no story
more heartening in our history

than the progress
that we've made

toward the brotherhood of man
that God intended for us.

♪ ♪

♪ Across 110th Street♪

[baby crying]

♪ Pushers won't let
the junkie go free♪

-♪ Across 110th Street♪
-[crying continues]

♪ Woman trying to catch
a trick on the street♪

♪ Ooh, baby♪

♪ Across 110th Street♪

♪ You can find it all
in the street♪

♪ I got one more thing♪

♪ I'd like to talk
to y'all about right now♪

♪ Hey, brother♪

[fading]:
♪ There's a better way out...♪

You know, it's all good.

I can just head home,
grab my key.

Damn, give me a second, nigga.

Where'd you learn
how to pick locks? 'Nam?

Nah. You wanted some shit open
in 'Nam, you just blew it up.

This, I learned in Chicago.

[lock clicks]

-Like that.
-Mm. Boom.

All right.

-After we do this deal...
-[zips bag]

then you'll come back here,

take all these keys
to the stash house.

-Yep.
-All right?

Yes, sir.

[siren whoops]

Easy.

-STERN:
There he is.
-Detective Stern.

How's it going, Franklin?

Looks like you still got
a pretty good limp there.

Yeah, don't get shot.

[chuckles]
Yeah, good advice.

I'll have to keep that in mind.

It's a little early for a drink.

Y'all want to come back
a little later?

-I'd be happy to hook it up.
-Great.

If you bring
your friend Leon to join us.

'Fraid I don't know
who you mean.

STERN:
No? Short guy.

Afro.

Kills kids.

Sorry.

[Stern sighs]

This could be really easy
on you.

You just tell me where he is,
I'll leave you alone,

let you go about your day.

I'd help you out
if I could, honestly,

but I don't know
who you're talking about.

[groaning]:
Oh, come...

[grunting]

FRANKLIN [groans]:
Okay.

Hand over those keys.

Let me see
what you got in the car.

Go ahead, give it to him.

[Franklin groans]

[groans]

Hmm.

You want to run us in
for excessive bass?

I can take you in
any time I want

for any reason I want.

A little girl is dead.

Somebody gonna
have to pay for it.

-I'll see you soon.
-[tosses keys on trunk]

[groans]

[car doors open, close]

[engines starting]

[hammering in other room]

[hammering continues]

-[door opens]
-MANBOY: What's happening?

What's all that banging?

Y'all doing some redecorating?

KHADIJAH:
Man, he think that ever since

he hung your boy up
on that cross

God done had it out for us
or something.

I fucked up, man.

And he gonna keep punishing us

and taking our people
if I don't repent.

He back up on that sherm
already, huh?

Nigga, I'm not high.

All right.

I'm telling you, man,
we're being judged.

By forces that's not
of this earth, man.

As you can see, this nigga
ain't been no bit of help,

so what's up?

You got something for me?

[sighs]
I've been trying, Dij.

Ain't nobody seen Leon.

-[scoffs]
-No one know where he at.

Man, if you was half
as interested in finding Leon

as you are in finding
Franklin's fucking plug,

you know I'd have
that nigga head by now.

Hey, look, that ain't got
nothing to do with this.

Tianna my blood, too.
We'll make sure them niggas pay.

But you just got to be patient.

Both of y'all some
sorry-ass motherfuckers.

FRANKLIN:
How you holding up?

LEON:
Losing my fucking mind.

What's going on out there?

Heat dying down?

Nah.

Got to give the cops something.

Get 'em off our backs,

murder off the board.

-I could do the stretch.
-Nah.

I need you out
and free to operate,

move rock in the projects.

So, what you saying?

Nah, fuck that.

Ain't got a choice.

I pulled the trigger.

He a soldier, Lee.

He'll understand.

The people I done before this
had it coming, but this, Saint?

[sighs]
Accident.

That shit don't fucking matter.

-Of course it does.
-No, the fuck it don't.

It does.

Because the truth
of the matter is

they never should have had
that girl in the car.

So it ain't on you.

This shit is on me.

Look... [sighs]

We'll take care of his family,

make sure he's set
when he gets out.

I promise.

But if you have any idea
where Fatback's holed up at,

then I need to know.

JEROME:
Thought you said
your girl was a shark?

No, what I said was
she used to run shit.

JEROME: Run shit into
the goddamn ground.

-LOUIE: Jerome.
-What?

How we gonna set up
a pipeline out here?

LOUIE:
Come on. You'll see.

Overdressed like a motherfucker.

Egypt! [laughs]

[both laughing]

[grunting rhythmically,
laughing]

CANDY:
Oh, it's so good
to see you, honey.

LOUIE:
It's good to see you.

Ey, you must be Jerome.

So nice to meet you
after all these years.

This my husband Johnny.

Welcome.
Glad to know y'all.

And this my baby.
Alisha, come here

-and meet your Auntie Louie.
-Oh.

We known each other

-since we was your age.
-Really?

Uh-huh.
She a little shy.

Oh, she's a cutie-pie. Hi!

And you didn't tell me
you was having another one.

What you mean?
I ain't pregnant.

-Oh, bitch!
-[both laughing]

-Should've seen your face!
-Los Angeles

in the house.

Y'all the ones come out here
to make us rich?

This Sharles.

He don't have much of what
you might call a filter.

SHARLES:
I ain't got much
of anything, but...

-still fly.
-Sharles,

carry them children on down
to Mae's for a little bit now.

I ain't no damn babysitter.

Nigga, you sleeping
on our couch.

You're whatever the hell
I need you to be. Now go on.

-Motherfucker.
-[Jerome chuckles]

Damn.
Whatever y'all packing,

I need a taste when I get back.

Come on, children.
Damn.

-Girl, come on.
-[squeals]

-You look so good.
-Thank you, girl.

Oh, my God, them rings.
Oh, my God.

[laughter]

Man...

it's so good to see y'all, man,

and get some decent
goddamn food.

Leon says this is, uh,
your cousin's place?

Mm-hmm.
On my mama's side.

I ain't heard much from
the outside world. What...

Things cooling down
or what's going on?

That's why we're here, actually.

FATBACK:
Okay.

Yeah, so-so we good?
Get to go home?

[Franklin sighs]

Afraid not.

'Cause we need you to take
the rap on this one, Fatback.

We got the best lawyer there is.

You gonna surrender,
admit you was there,

but it was Eager Kid
who pulled the trigger.

Let 'em make an example of you.

Give them a reason
to call off the dogs.

You'll get accessory, weapons,

fleeing the scene,
shit like that.

Turning yourself in,

Prentice thinks we could
avoid a murder charge.

If he wrong?

They'll give my Black ass
50 years.

And motherfuckers that kill kids

don't exactly have an easy time
in the pen, Saint.

[exhales]:
Sh... Shit.

I mean, if it come to that,
I got people on the inside

that'll keep you protected.

Also, we gonna
take care of your family.

Five grand each month you away.

And a quarter million waiting
on you when you get out.

It's just the way
it's got to be.

But you got this.
It's gonna be a'ight.

You a real one, Fatback.

We won't ever forget it.

Appreciate you.

♪ ♪

-♪ ♪
-[speaks indistinctly]

[distant siren wailing]

♪ ♪

Damn, that James Bond shit
come in handy if you

-get pulled over.
-JEROME:
Shit, we did.

-Four motherfucking times.
-Damn, that pure?

As mama's titty milk.

Depending on the mama.

[laughter]

-Come on, let me rock this up.
-Okay.

-JEROME: Shit.
-Man, you want a beer?

Do they call O.J. "The Juice"?

-[laughs]: Let's go, nigga.
-Come on now.

-Holy shit.
-Mm-hmm.

Why cook it?
We could just sell that.

Mm-mmm.
Rock is cheaper,

more addictive
and the margins are better.

The margins, huh?

Hey, come on.

I ain't gonna
show you this again.

I'm so proud of you, for real.

Bossed up.

-I'm proud of you, too.
-Yeah, which part?

The job at Walmart
or the Piggly Wiggly?

Stop.

You got a house,

-a good man, a beautiful family.
-[scoffs]

Johnny on the road
half the time.

When he is here,

he aggravated as a motherfucker
and I get it.

How you supposed to feel
like a man, you can't provide

-for your own family?
-Can't be easy.

Not like millions of dollars,

no kids and your own nightclub.

-[laughs]
-We always talked about it,

-but you did it.
-Mm-hmm.

And soon... so will you.

What else we got to know?

What about moving it?

JEROME:
Yeah, just like weed.

Got to be careful who you trust.

Put a little distance
between you and the street.

You know, I seen on the news,

all that violence
out there in L.A.

Y'all boys feeling that?

You know how it is.

Making that beaucoup paper,
motherfuckers gonna test you.

So how you handle it?

I'll show ya.

That's it?

I know it don't look like much,

but you do what we
tell you to do,

keep yourself in control,

this shit'll change your life.

-[automatic gunfire]
-What?

[shouting excitedly]

[shouting]

[laughing]

-Jerome!
-Yeah, this motherfucker
kickin', boy.

-Goddamn.
-Jerome, what the fuck?

It's all right.
He just getting the hang of it.

Shit, I got next!

Nah. Now, baby, go on.
Baby, go on.

Hell yeah.

[laughs]
This motherfucker.

FRANKLIN:
Stay strong.

We gonna see you
when you get out.

All right.

[door opens]

[metallic creaking]

Damn. Fucking my shocks up.

[pager beeping]

Need a pay phone.

Let's roll.

[engine starts]

SHARLES:
Let's see

what we talking about.

LOUIE:
Ey.

You can never smoke that.

None of y'all.

Cocaine is okay.

Rock is not.

How I'm supposed to sell it
if I don't know what it is?

Tell them it's better than sex.

[laughs]
Sex with me?

-Or sex with you?
-Now hold on, hold on, hold on.

What you mean,
we can't smoke it?

How this thing hook you

is unlike anything I ever seen,
including heroin.

You can't fuck with it.

Man, y'all ain't no fun.

This ain't about no fun.

This is business.

What is it exactly
you bringing in here,

talking 'bout can't smoke it,

needing Uzis,
worse than heroin and shit.

CANDY:
Ey, my girl wouldn't

bring in nothing
we couldn't handle.

JOHNNY:
You sure about that?

You said it yourself,

she was the wild one,
got you in the most trouble

-you ever been in.
-When we was kids.

Yeah, well, it don't seem
like much changed to me, baby.

Now, shoot me straight.

I get involved with this rock,
what's coming to me?

LOUIE:
Long as you smart,

do shit the way we tell you,

you'll be fine.

CANDY:
We got to do something, baby.

Can't keep going on like this.

At least pay off
some of our debt,

get you your own rig.

We work too hard
to be drowning like we are.

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter,
man coughing]

[thudding, bottle clattering]

[dog barking in distance]

MAN:
No, no, Hey.

Go ahead with that.

[baby crying]

[woman coughing]

MAN 2:
Go on now. Go on.

MAN 3:
Come on over here,
hot chocolate.

Ah, sit with me, girl.

Nice and warm.

[man coughing]

-[vehicles passing nearby]
-[dog barking in distance]

-[indistinct chatter]
-[man laughing]

[distant siren wailing]

♪ ♪

Evening, sir.

MAN:
You know what though. I mean,

that-that's gonna happen
every time.

WOMAN:
I know...

First he came in asking
for Louie, then for you.

It's okay.
You did the right thing.

TANOSSE:
He's fuckin' tripping, Franklin.

Hey, Reed.

What's going on?

Aw, you know, just...

sitting around.

-I was wondering
how you're getting along.
-Well, I see

you got yourself a drink.

Why don't you come on up
to my office.

♪ ♪

You know, word on the street is,

you still got these cops
all over your ass.

And you're missing drops.

-The fuck's the story with that?
-Yeah, look,

it's all under control.

Oh. Just 'cause
the last time we talked,

you told me you're about ready
to hand over

this-this little idiot
fucking friend of yours.

Yeah, yeah,
I decided I had a better way.

Don't worry, everybody,

'cause Franklin Saint's
got a better way.

I thought
you were smarter than this.

-At what?
-At letting your little feelings
get in the way

of what needs to be done.

Leon is a brother to me, okay?

Can't just fucking serve him up.

You don't think
we've all sacrificed?

You don't think we've all
lost people we care about?

Look...

look, I hear you, all right?

I do.
And I'm taking care of this.

So how about you just
head on home, sleep this off?

How about you stop fucking up,
I'll stop showing up.

♪ ♪

You know, Franklin...

...everybody is replaceable.

And I mean
everybody is replaceable.

So don't forget that.

I still don't know
why we couldn't stay

-at no goddamn hotel.
-Southern hospitality, Jerome.

-By hospitality, you mean...
-[clangs]

freezing my ass off
and dealing with this bed?

Try making the best of it.

Oh, I'm gonna make the best

of being stuck out in the middle
of bumfuck nowhere,

[laughs]:
freezing my ass off.

Could you keep your voice down?

How you look these people
in the face

-and you just lie to 'em?
-Excuse me?

You about to drop napalm
on these people,

and you ain't
even gonna warn 'em.

You don't know that.

-I don't know?
-No. 'Cause this ain't L.A.

It ain't no damn gangs
in little-ass Little Rock.

And it wasn't no Uzis, either,
till you showed up.

You tell yourself
whatever the fuck you want.

You're about to get these people
killed or make 'em into killers.

I promise you that.

Not everybody
who gets in this game

ends up dropping bodies, Jerome.

We got in this game
to get rich, right?

Right?

Louie...

we there.

You got cars, you got clothes,
you got jewelry.

You even got
that club you wanted.

The fuck else you need?!

It's not just about what I need.

Then what is it about,
then, Cleopatra?

LOUIE:
What are you doing?

I'm leaving.

You going back to L.A.?

I'm going to a hotel.

Be back tomorrow.

Till the party.

Then we out.

The suspect has now been charged with three counts:

accessory to murder,
assault with a deadly weapon,

and fleeing
the scene of a crime.

Bail has been set
at a million dollars...

I'll get the money to Prentice.

Have him out by tonight.

[pager beeping]

We'll continue to follow
the story-- we'll have more

for you coming up
at the top of the hour.

NEWS ANCHOR:
Grim news was announced today

in the AIDS epidemic.

-[Leon picks up handset, dials]
-As Los Angeles now has

over 2,000 known cases
of the incurable disease.

-[phone line ringing]
-[TV continues indistinctly]

[sighs]
Hey, who this?

WANDA:
Lee, that you?

Wanda?

Listen, I'm out of the hospital
now, and I'm clean.

But I ain't...

I ain't got nowhere to go,
no one to help me.

I'm in a bad place.

I got my own problems right now.

Lee, please!

You're the only person
I got left.

I'm gonna slip
if I can't get no help.

I know it.

[TV continues indistinctly
in background]

If you're real desperate,
I know a place where you can go.

[sobbing quietly]

["Gonna Fight" by The Heptones
playing]

♪ We're gonna fight it hard,
yeah♪

♪ With the help
of the Lord, yeah♪

♪ We're gonna fight it♪

♪ To the top♪

[door closes]

♪ Yeah♪

♪ We're gonna fight
without fear...♪

[coughs]

The fuck is you cooking, babe?

Some hair stuff.

♪ Yeah...♪

Oh, my God.

Yeah.

Look, I'm-a need some money,
and lots of it.

♪ And step by step,
we'll reach the goal...♪

And I ain't trying to argue
about it.

♪ Yeah, then we will laugh
and sing, yeah♪

♪ We're gonna fight it
to the top...♪

Fatback.

-Hey.
-Hey.

Franklin and Leon sent me
to come pick you up,

show you a good time.

Shit, all right.

-You ready?
-Yeah.

Let's go.

[train whistle blares
in distance]

FATBACK:
Hey, what's up? Where we going?

I was told to make sure
you had a good time.

Here?

[laughs]:
Yeah.

My homegirl gonna meet us here.

You ever had
a threesome before, baby?

-Oh, my God.
-[giggles softly]

FATBACK:
My niggas done did me right.

Hey, what? What the fuck?

[Fatback and Eureka grunting]

[Eureka yells]

You jelly roll motherfucker!

[Fatback grunting]

[grunting stops]

Damn, girl.
That shit stink.

Mm, lasted longer
this time, huh?

Oh, yeah, you did. Mm.

[both laughing]

Nothing against your auntie,
but...

I hope she's gone
a few more days.

-Oh, yeah.
-[laughs] Yeah.

[Franklin kissing]

TANOSSE:
Mm.

How's your brother doing?

What made you think of him?

I just know he was transferred
from CYA to Chino, right?

Wondered how he's getting along.

Not so good.

I mean, he's terrified.

He's just a boy.

Shouldn't be in that place.

It hurts my heart
just to think about it.

Hmm.

Well, you know...

[groans]

-...if he needs anything,
-Mm-hmm?

you know, money or... whatever,

you know you can always ask.

Appreciate the offer,

-but I don't want that from you.
-Mm.

My job here is plenty.

-I can handle the rest.
-Mm.

[Tanosse chuckles]

I got a question for you,

-if we're asking questions now.
-Mm-hmm.

That man who was here
the other night,

what's his story?

-Just a man I do business with.
-Mm.

-Had a little too much to drink.
-Mm-hmm.

-[pager beeps]
-One second.

[groans]
I'll be a second.

[phone line ringing]

Hey, what's up?
It's me.

We good?

Uh, no, actually.

Franklin, did you post his bail?

Did I...

No.

[laughs]:
No. No, no, no.

I gave you the fuckin' money.
What you talking about?

Well, I just went down to do it, to post it,

and they said
your man was already out.

What?

Are you sure one of your crew,

somebody else
didn't pay the bail?

Well, of course
I'm fucking sure.

Well, if you didn't,
and I didn't,

who did?

-[sizzling]
-[screams]

I said,
what the fuck y'all doin'?!

Fuckin' trick!

I'll kill your ass!

Where's Leon?

Alaska, bitch.
So dress warm.

Hey, hey, hey,
no, no, hey, look.

I-I don't know where
the fuck he at, all right?

Hey, hey, somebody help me!

I've been kidnapped
by these two crazy hos!

Nigga, shut up!
Can't nobody hear your dumb ass.

This is your last
fuckin' chance.

Bitch, fuck you.

Ah, shit!

-Where the fuck is he?!
-Ah, ah, you bitch.

Ah, fuck!

I'm gonna get loose, bitch.

I'm gonna get loose and I'm
gonna kill your ass, I swear.

I swear to God.

[panting]:
Fuck.

Look, look, look, look,
look, look, I swear to God

I don't know where the nigga at.

Just listen to me.

I'm sorry about what happened
to your daughter,

I am, but I ain't
do that shit to that girl.

I'm not the one you want.

-What... Oh, fuck!
-Where's Leon?!

-Where's Leon?
-Ah, ah, fuck, I told you...

Think I'm playing with you?
Where the fuck is he?

-[shouts] Shit.
-Where is he?

[coughing]

Where's Leon?

-[Eureka coughing]
-Fuck.

I told you.
I told you I don't know.

[coughing]

Look... look, I don't know
where the fuck he at.

I swear to God,
I don't know shit.

I don't know where the nigga is.

Look, just stop,
let a nigga out. I don't know,

just-just get the fuck off me.

Say a prayer...

-[mutters, screams]
-motherfucker!

[crying]

Aah! Shit.

[shouts, crying]

Fuck...

[coughing, crying]

[Eureka retching]

♪ Oh, yeah♪

♪ Always moving♪

♪ Yeah, I...
I like the way you move♪

♪ Ooh, yeah♪

Thank you, brother.

WOMAN:
Hey. Thank you.

♪ ♪

[Candy and Johnny laughing]

-Ooh, baby...
-[speaking indistinctly]

Look, I ain't gonna
tell you no lie, boy,

I ain't seen nothing like this.

How soon can we get some more?

Whenever you want.
You just say the word.

You sure y'all can't stay
a little while longer?

Thanks, though.
We got to go.

♪ I... I like the way you move♪

♪ Ooh...♪

Whether it's a boy or a girl,

I'm-a name 'em Louie.

Goodbye, honey.

Bye, Egypt.

♪ ♪

[Candy laughing]

-[whooping]
-[laughter]

[music continues in distance]

[scoffs]

Reed Thompson is CIA.

What you say?

Reed is government.

Moving cocaine to fund
that war in Nicaragua.

You always said
he didn't strike you right.

That's why.

That's how Franklin
beat the murder rap.

[quietly]:
Yeah.

Why we get the shit
for so cheap.

Mean Franklin in his pocket.

Means we all in his pocket.

How long you known?

While.

A year, maybe?

It's the way Franklin wanted it.

Thought we was protecting you.

I don't need
no fucking protection.

I'm the only one in the dark?

Leon.

Do you see what I'm saying?

We can't stop, baby.

Even if we wanted to.

[snorts softly]

GUSTAVO:
I was worried
you were dead, cabrón.

Unfortunately, no.

Now who needs to clean up?

What do you want?

Tu primo de la CIA is here.

-Havemeyer?
-Mm-hmm.

Oh, fuck.

'Well, tell him I'm sick.

He doesn't fucking care.

OÓrale.

[footsteps approach]

[Teddy exhales]

HAVEMEYER:
Jesus, man.

Think I caught a bug
or something.

Maybe just...
don't get too close.

Oh...

So, what... what do you want?

Just wanted you to know how...

sorry I was to hear about Matt.

I've got two brothers.
I...

I can't imagine
losing one of them.

Great.
Is that it?

Assuming you haven't seen
the latest out of Nicaragua?

Contra forces in the south
have been pushed back.

They're losing ground.

Any word on that missing
shipment of weapons?

Mm-mmm.

Hey, for what it's worth,

our initial workup
into Avi Drexler's financials

didn't reveal
any large personal deposits.

We need to keep supplies moving.

Additional ground support
to fend off the enemy advances.

So, you get me
the operational details,

-I can jump in and backstop...
-I'll take care of it.

There's nothing wrong
with accepting a little help.

I said I got it.

Is there anything else?

[sighs]

You know where I am
you change your mind.

[door opens]

-I think I have to go
down there.
-[door closes]

Panama.
Maybe Nicaragua, too.

You take care of things here
while I'm gone?

Your brother died?

[Teddy exhales]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

LEON:
Was it quick?

I don't think so.

Man, fuck!

Fuck!

We looked him in his face

and told him everything
was gonna be all right!

You fucking full of shit!

Stupid-ass motherfucker!
Fuck all this...

fucking bullshit!

-This shit
is your fucking fault!
-Hey, hey.

-Leon, hey. Leon.
-Get the fuck off me,

-bitch-ass nigga!
-Hey!

[siren wailing in distance]

MARCUS:
Wanda?

Hey, girl.
It's me, Marcus.

I ain't seen you in a minute,
girl. You look pretty good.

You got something
you can help me out with?

No.

I'm off that shit.

Yeah, right.

-[door closes]
-[baby crying]

[low chatter]

-Hey.
-Hi.

-I need help.
-ALTON: Hey.

Can I help you?

A friend sent me.

Mm-hmm.
Okay.

Well, you'll be all right.

It's safe here.

-Uh, what's your name?
-Wanda Bell.

Okay, Ms. Bell.

Why don't you come on
around here and take a seat.

Ms. Tammy
will get you signed in.

And, uh,
you come to the right place.

-Hmm? Yeah.
-[door opens, closes]

TAMMY:
You have any questions,
just ask.

Thought I made myself
perfectly clear

last time you was here.

Leave now
or I will call the police.

Okay.

And when they get here,

should I tell them
the shelter's being funded

by your son's drug money,
or would you like to?

ALTON:
[scoffs] Uh,

Ms. Tammy, excuse me.
One second, please.

That's a slanderous accusation.

Legally actionable,
if you ain't got proof.

I've got proof of everything,
Alton.

Your son, your wife,

hell, what your entire
family's into.

But here's the thing.

I've also got proof
about who's really behind it.

[whispers]:
CIA.

I don't want to hurt you
or your family.

I want the ones
bringing the stuff in.

You need to leave.

Come on.

Isn't this
what the Panthers fought for?

What Fred Hampton died for?

Exposing and taking down
the corrupt U.S. government?

If you know so much, then why
are you here bothering me?

I need it on the record
from someone who's in it.

Tell me what you know.
Help me make this story,

and I'll spare your family.

Refuse?

I focus on your wife and son
and this place,

and you all burn.

I'll be back tomorrow.

Hope by then
you've made the right choice.

[door opens]

-[baby crying]
-[door closes]

Captioned by
Media Access Group at WGBH

[tires squeal]

[guns cock]