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[uplifting music]

♪ I can't take no loss

♪ I don't even know what it cost ♪

♪ I hit the ground, then it go off ♪

♪ Hit the ground, then it go off ♪

♪ I can't take no loss

♪ I don't even know what it cost ♪

- If his hands are small,

his dick ain't no bigger.

- Who he be?

- [Both In Unison] Just another nigga.

[both laughing]

- Come on.

- Where the hell are we? Where the f-

Shut the fuck up.

Where the fuck is Earl, man?

- Wait- are we- where are we?

Can we still get out this way?

- What did you just say?

- Hey.

- [Both In Unison] We said "his hands are small,

his dick ain't-" - Hey, hey, hey.

What are y'all doing?

- You better listen to your fuckin' mans aight?

If you wanna make it home tonight,

I suggest you stop fuckin' talking,

and start walkin'.

- Who the fuck do you think you talkin' to?

- I'm talkin' to you motherfucker,

who the fuck else?

- Ain't nobody scared of you boy.

- Hey, hey.

White boy. - Yeah?

- I don't know about you,

but I ain't trying to go to jail tonight.

So how about we get ours

and walk off? - Ah, yeah,

I heard that. Come on.

Ain't worth it. Let's go.

- We can take him. We can take him.

- What- - Aye you heard him, man.

It was a threat. I'ma fuck him up.

- They're drunk and stupid,

which both of you are both those things. Let's go.

- Whose side are you on anyway?

- Mine.

- And I am all mine.

- See the shit they just flung at us, man?

Trump done wrote these white boys a fuckin' check

they can't even fuckin' cash.

- Well, look.

You ain't got time to hold class tonight. Let's let it ride.

- You really gonna let these niggas come up in here

and try and tell us what the fuck to do?

Yeah, you better smile, bitch.

- Fuck that shit. - Hey, hey, hey.

- Hey. We ain't gonna let a couple syllables

throw us in jail tonight.

- Now these motherfuckers- - Are not our problem.

- Hey, we'll remember you.

We'll remember your ass.

- Hey! I just called the police.

Get your ass out my fuckin' bar now.

- You're welcome. - Come on, man.

- And why don't y'all go too?

Always startin' shit. - Goin' home.

- Let's go. Bye. Gone. - What the fuck, man?

[mysterious music]

- Pow!

When are you gonna get your quarterback out the pocket, boy?

- nigga? When you gonna get your balls out of Jay's purse?

- First off, pause.

Get my balls off your mind. - Facts.

- And second, at least I got a house

to get kicked out of and a woman to do it to.

Why are you in your mama's basement?

- Yeah. And quietest kept,

she wants your ass out.

- Yeah. Just like I want this nigga out,

about to call his peoples on him.

- Man, you know I don't fuck with 'em like that right now.

- Who, your moms?

- She's been in the streets with that rock forever, man.

Ain't so much I could do about that.

Besides, them dudes she been runnin' with?

I couldn't take it.

If she wanna put up with that shit, that's her.

But I can't watch.

- Yeah, you was fighting with that for a little minute.

- And afterwards she mad at me.

- That's mom Dukes man. You know she love them thugs.

- And to think, one of them thugs is your daddy.

Don't even know which one.

- Yeah, but I'm your daddy on this game.

nigga, touchdown.

- Yeah. Whatever.

Hey, run it back. - Hell nah, man.

Gimme the sticks, dawg.

That's game. - Aye, yo.

- Yo. Come on man.

Y'all know what it is. - What you talkin' about,

get on the sticks. - Yo, chill.

Let's do it.

- Get your boy. - Pick your team, man.

[water running]

[phone ringing]

[Jay sighs]

- Martin.

- Jay.

- What's wrong? Somebody else die? Hm?

- [Martin] I can see you're preoccupied.

I can call you back. - Can you just,

tell me what's wrong?

- [Martin] Is that a crowbar?

- Yes.

Hm,

that won't work.

- What are you doing?

- Geez, Martin.

What's wrong? Hmm?

- Nothing is wrong.

I called because I'm worried about you.

We all are.

Ever since Daryl left, you've been, well-

- Not sleeping well.

- Well, he shouldn't have left you there like that.

- Well, I didn't give him a choice, so.

- Oh, any guy looking out for you

would've found a way to stay.

- Hmm. No matter what the woman he's with wants, yeah?

Hmm.

There's a knife behind my eye.

[ominous music]

- [Martin] Jay.

Jay, is there something I can do?

- For me?

- Yeah. It's the whole reason I called.

We need to have a conversation with no real distractions.

- Martin.

- Jay,

we're worried,

that you've been unraveling.

Maybe you should- I don't know.

Maybe you could see someone.

- I got everything that I need.

I just need to find a way to get some.

- Whatever it is, it doesn't seem to be working.

I don't know, if you saw someone?

I mean-

- Yeah, everybody's got Google.

Everybody's an expert, hm?

- But people are talking.

- People are always talking.

- You're an elected official.

Do not let this thing get ahead of you.

- Have you gotten complaints about my work? Huh?

Is there a problem with my work?

- No. No. I can't say that there are.

It's just that, you know-

between the talking to yourself and the dancing,

and you've been testy and short with people recently,

which normally I'd let lie because it's just us.

It's behind the scenes.

But this new thing with the police,

you're taking it outta the house.

- I know what I know.

I can't sit on it.

- You're all wrong about this, alright?

This guy has been coming to court for years.

He's just,

a sad guy

with a crazy sister.

You know? He's harmless.

- Ruth thinks that he's a creep.

Always has.

- Oh, he just got under her skin early on.

That's all that is.

- God, this is a waste of my time.

Is, is there anything else that you need, Martin?

Because I have really gotta find a way to get some sleep.

- I need to know that you heard me.

You don't wanna rev up a rumor mill you can't stop.

- [chuckles] Are you really talking to me here about rumors?

You're a walking rumor, Martin.

Your woman burned down your house

and you're still with her.

Everybody's talking about that.

Speaking of which,

I like your new digs.

- Yeah. I got a house around the corner.

They say it's gonna be another six months

for the renovations.

It's not my style. So, who knows?

- God.

And they say that women don't know when to go.

You must have some deep freaking need

or something that only she can cure.

- You'd be surprised what I can get a woman to do.

- Goodbye, Martin.

[somber piano music]

- I feel like I'm backstroking through butter.

- Can't believe he's gone.

- You know it used to drive me absolutely nuts, but

I would do anything

to hear Graves and Spangler bicker again.

- At least she's got her parking space now.

Too soon?

- Grief's a messy emotion.

- [sighs] How's Judge Johnson doing with all this?

I mean, between Howard and you know the rumor with Daryl,

she's been- - Abrupt.

- That's a kind characterization.

- Yeah,

but you gotta admit,

no matter what she's like back here,

she brings her best game on the bench.

You know what she did this morning?

She got Alan to swap dockets

so she could get the Steele small claims case.

- They're here again?

- Yeah. Something about her car being damaged.

You know why Judge Johnson wants that, right?

- Because she thinks Larry's killing people.

- Isn't that nuts? That's crazy.

- Oop. Do not let her hear you use that word.

So how are we working things today?

- I didn't schedule any dockets this afternoon,

so we should be done by two.

And Graves' service is at four, so.

- Burying Graves.

Damn.

Oh, Mel and Wanda are here.

You ready?

- Ah. I'll meet your downstairs in a minute.

- I know, but you won't answer your cell phone,

so I have to call your work number.

Can we just talk?

Calm- calm down.

Look, I'm, I'm just saying.

Okay.

Okay.

Just know that I'm here and I have you.

Hello?

Fuck!

- What was that about, bro?

- She over there rolling off a ledge, man.

- What's she bitchin' at you for?

- Whatchu' think?

- Got you out here cryin' in the rain and shit.

nigga looking like genuine out this motherfucker,

man, get your ass in here, man.

- Fuck, man. - And what's the problem, dog?

You ain't even hit Jennifer.

- Well, Jay thinks I did

and now she worked it into the affair of century.

- I hate to hear that.

Shit, you takin' all this grief,

shit, you might as well go and tap it now.

- Yeah, it's not her fault though.

I shouldn't have pulled that bullshit with the lights, bro.

- That's Daryl on the liquor, bro.

Classic.

- It's not for me.

- Hey man, it is what it is, bro.

But my thing is this like, bro,

what that gotta do with her kickin' you out for some shit

you ain't even do, though?

- I just don't want her fallin' apart.

You get it?

- I hear you.

- Man, like I said doesn't matter

if I can't get us back to where we need to be.

- Bro. All I'm saying is you looking bad right now.

All right. Look, your woman left you

and you got this other chick that's

dying to get it, man.

And you just- - Talking to the woman

I'm in love with.

- Bro. And I feel that.

But, since you doing the time right now,

you might as well do the crime.

Shit, at least to get you off of T's couch for the night.

- Yeah, I hear you. - But do you hear me?

Bro, you talkin' to me, man. Not T, dog.

- I don't know, bro. - Come on, man.

Look, you get a couple of beers in your system,

that little flat ass ain't gonna matter no more.

I'm serious bro.

But look man, you gotta get back out there, man.

Or more accurately, you gotta get back in there.

Ah, you know how it is with these women.

Once you hear one. - The rest will come.

- That's a fact, bro. - Appreciate you, man.

- You already know it. - My man.

- Hey, Ruth, can I speak to you for a moment?

- Sure.

How are you holding up?

- Still can't believe that he's gone.

- Me either.

This is about Larry, isn't it?

- How'd you know?

- The chief of police thinks you're out of your mind.

- Everybody thinks that.

- At least he's discreet about it.

- Couldn't be too discreet, you know?

- Martin told me, he also told me to expect this visit.

I gotta tell you, Jay, I think you've got it all wrong.

- But you know that he's a creep.

You've been saying that all along.

- He is a creep.

But there's creep and there's killer.

Two very different things.

- At least. Tell me, what did he do to make you think that?

What did he say? What did you see?

Maybe if you tell me, then I can remember what I saw.

- I don't know, Jay.

I mean, he squawked and moaned when he had a case before me,

citing Bible verses, and,

oh, "no woman can exercise authority over a man".

- See? He hates women.

- That doesn't mean he's killing them.

- What if I told you that I saw incontrovertible proof?

- I'd be shocked,

and I'd ask what it is.

- I don't remember.

- How can you have incontrovertible proof and not remember?

- I was drinking

and then the lights went out

and then my mind went boom,

when I was watching that blogger.

- The one that racked you over the coals.

- That very one.

Larry went to the same church as the first victim, Gina.

- They haven't even decided that those cases are related.

I mean, didn't they arrest the Palmer woman's husband?

- Yes, but he didn't do it.

- How do you know?

- Do you not hear what I said?

Larry belonged to the same church as Gina.

- Along with how many other hundreds of people?

- Yes, but each one of those women were found

within a three mile radius of Larry's house.

- You have got to be kidding me.

- Really?

- Would you care to rephrase that?

- No, I would not.

What are you two doing? We have an abbreviated schedule,

a full house. We're down a judge,

and the two of you are out here shooting the shit?

And you. You come in this morning

and cook up some docket swap with Alan.

And for the life of me,

I don't know why he agreed to it, but he did.

And everyone is waiting for you in your courtroom

and Jean's ready to go. By the way,

Wheeler's ready for you too,

so you might wanna get down there.

- You know, I'm gonna let you have this one

because we're all upset.

But don't you ever- - You run your courtrooms.

I run the show.

[shower running]

[humming]

[playful music]

- Ooh,

okay.

I can't believe you didn't change that.

Okay. Let's see what you've been up to.

Undeclared?

Oh, I see you, messy boy.

Messy, messy boy.

And this bitch.

I see you too.

I most certainly do.

[playful music]

[door closing]

- Okay,

so [sighs]

let me see if I've got this right.

Ms. Steele, you're accusing your brother here,

Mr. Steele, of vandalizing your car.

- Not vandalized,

so much as he damaged.

- In what way?

- I can't really describe it.

- Can you give me an example...?

- The trunk.

- What's wrong with the trunk?

- It doesn't smell right.

- All right. [clears throat]

- Wait. Wait, wait, wait.

And they're dense. I have pictures.

- All right, well then that's something

that I can work with.

Jean.

Let's see what we have here.

Thank you, Jean.

Mr. Steele, I would ask you to respond,

but I don't think that there's anything to respond to.

- That's quite all right. I don't mind.

- You're just like the rest of them.

- Pardon?

- Well, they, they all take his side.

Except for Judge Spangler.

How come I don't get her anymore?

- Luck of the draw.

- Just because it doesn't make sense to you,

doesn't mean it's not true.

- Let's do this.

In honor of Judge Graves,

shall we take it to the source?

- Judge?

- Is the car here? - In the parking lot.

- Okay. Best evidence is direct evidence.

- Judge, you can't be serious.

- Oh, but I am.

- Judge. Judge.

What are you doing?

So, Judge. - What's going on here?

What are you women doing?

- Resolving this matter.

- There's nothing to resolve. She's just crazy.

- Jean.

Court will adjourn for now,

but we'll reconvene in the parking lot in eight minutes.

It'll be like a field trip.

- Court is adjourned, to be reconvened

in the parking lot at 10:17.

All rise.

- Round two?

- Oh yeah.

Got all the litigants with lawyers down,

prosecution unrepresented

with their first round of pleas set up.

How'd you get rid of Larry and Lily so fast?

- I didn't. We're reconvening in the parking lot.

- The parking lot?

- Yep. Owe it to Graves.

"If they can't bring it to you, then you take it to them."

- Damn.

I miss him.

- Me too.

[inquisitive music]

[phone chimes]

- Morning, beautiful.

- "Morning, beautiful"? Really?

After what you did?

- I told you that wasn't me.

Why would I call you from some unknown number

and tell you "you should be ashamed of yourself"?

- I'm not talking about that. I'm talking about the flowers.

And that note.

Jeez.

- All right, let's just move it right over to the side here.

We should be on the other side of the car.

This is good.

- I can't believe you got me out here in the parking lot.

- I can't tell her how to run her courtroom.

- This is supposed to be an indoor job.

- You know what? Pretend you're watching a YouTube video.

Comment section is off. You feel like sharing,

but you just can't.

- Your ass doesn't wanna be out here any more than mine.

- Again, comment section is off.

- We're all set over there?

- Yes, we are.

- You good, Paula?

- I'm outside, Judge.

- Fresh air is good for you.

- Yeah. Let's see- see how you get out of this.

- I don't know what you think you're

gonna accomplish with this sideshow.

- Court is now reconvened. For the record,

we are in the parking lot outside the courthouse,

in front of a 2012 Acura,

where both parties stipulate that the car is owned

by Ms. Steele. Is that right? You both so stipulate.

- Yes. This is my car.

- And what happens if I refuse to stipulate?

- Lily will have to prove she owns the car.

- Put the registration with my name. It's right inside.

- Okay. Okay, I stipulate.

- Lily, show me what it is that you want to show me.

- Well, it's the trunk mostly.

Give me the keys.

- Must I?

- You just stipulated that it's her car.

Failure to give her her keys constitutes a criminal taking.

Do you wanna go down that road?

- You set me up.

- I know what you're thinking.

That if you hadn't stipulated that you would've won

because she can't pop open the trunk.

But here's the thing about that.

There are a lot of ways to prove one owns a car.

Getting the registration is just the easiest.

- Should I or do you...?

- There's no real protocol for this.

Go ahead, Jean.

- Yeah, I can open my own car.

- But that's the thing.

It's not his car.

- It's okay. He can open the trunk.

That's all that needs to happen here.

So what is it that you want to show me, Lily?

- Well, first, do you smell that?

- I'm sorry. I- it doesn't smell bad to me.

- But, but that's the thing.

That's the point.

- I'm sorry. You have to help me out here, Lily.

- Sometimes it smells like lilac

and other days more rosy.

- I buy flowers.

For you.

You have a full garden, Lily.

- No, you don't.

I buy the seeds then I do it for myself.

You see that?

He makes things up.

Little things.

But they're just not true.

- Lily, is there anything else?

- Do you see these dents?

- [Jay] What dents?

- [Lily] These.

- Lily, I, I'm sorry.

I mean this car, it's a decade old.

I, I just don't see anything.

- You've wasted all of our time.

- He's got that right? - Stop it, now.

[Lily sobbing]

- Lily. Lily. I am sorry.

There's just, there's nothing here, Lily.

- I need to get her home. - No, no.

- She's starting to completely blow apart on this.

- Lily, should I look again?

- Please?

See here.

Just look. And then I'll never bother you again.

- Okay.

So what exactly am I looking at?

I'm sorry, Lily. I don't see anything.

Judgment is in favor of Mr. Larry Steele.

This case is dismissed.

- What? What do you mean?

You, you saw it. I know you did.

- Ms. Steele. I did not see a thing.

Jean, please close this.

♪ Amazing grace,

♪ How sweet

♪ the sound

♪ That saved

♪ a wretch

♪ Like me

♪ I once was lost,

♪ But now, I'm found

♪ Was blind,

♪ but now I see

♪ Praise God, praise God

♪ Praise God,

♪ praise God

♪ Praise God,

♪ praise God

♪ Praise God,

♪ whoa

♪ Praise God,

♪ praise God

♪ Praise God,

♪ praise God

♪ Praise God,

♪ praise God

♪ Praise God

- Here you go.

You know what I don't understand?

Why do you prefer to be out here

on this cold, damp porch

than inside of your warm, dry house?

- I feel trapped in there.

- That's because it's filthy.

You know, if you took the time to clean it,

you'd enjoy sitting in it.

- What do you think about Larry?

You think I'm wrong about that too?

- Mhm.

I do.

I mean, what do you really know?

- That's the problem.

At one point I knew, and I knew that I knew,

but now I can't remember why I knew.

But I just can't shake this feeling that I know. You know?

And in that trunk,

I saw that long hair

and I saw how a body could match the issues that Lily had.

Then there's the way that he looked at me.

- Okay, do you know how absolutely crazy that sounds?

But what makes it even scarier is that

I was able to follow some of that.

- It's right there,

I know it's all right in there. I saw it.

I just,

I don't know what it is.

- It's because you were drunk.

- Ma, I have considered that point repeatedly.

- I'm just saying, you've been doing that a lot lately.

- You brought the wine.

- Mhm, yeah, I brought it because I know you,

every time I call you after nine o'clock,

you are swimming in Johnny Walker.

Now this is better than that.

- It was so clear to me.

- You remember that time,

you thought Daryl was trying to kill you?

Woo. - That's funny.

I mean, it's not funny, but it's funny.

But- [chuckles]

I mean, I was under a lot of pressure

and he was often strangely, no?

Statistically, ma.

You know.

- I know, I know.

The most dangerous man in a woman's life is

one she's in love with.

Yeah.

I was just thinking about Uncle Frank's funeral.

You remember that time that,

for a whole month you couldn't sleep for 30 minutes.

You kept saying you saw his body,

his dead body walking from his house to our house.

- Oh, if he would've made it to the front door,

I'd been right in that casket with him.

- You know, that's crazy.

Even for a 14 year old.

- No kidding.

But you know, for every one of those, there's a max angle.

Nobody see that imposter coming but me.

- You got that right baby.

You know you saw that. Mm.

I'm proud of you.

- Thank you. Thank you, ma.

- Yes.

[keyboard clacking]

[suspenseful music]

[phone ringing]

- Hey Daddy.

- Hey poo-bear. What's going on?

- I wanna talk about Larry Steele. Again.

- Well, look. Did you ever figure out

what you forgot you saw?

- No. Not yet.

- Baby girl.

I told you.

Stop looking for it and just reconstruct what you did.

See, if you reconnect all of the wires in the right place,

in the right order, the same light will come on.

- I mean, I'm, I'm trying that, but still nothing.

Well, lemme tell you what happened today.

You see, I-

you believe me, don't you, Daddy?

I mean, you don't think that I'm all off on this, right?

- Of course, I believe you.

I'm your father.

- Good.

'Cause you're the only one who does.

- Well, regular people don't know anything

and I'm not regular people and neither are you.

All right?

So, brief me on what really happened today.

- First, I love you, and- okay.

[thud]

[thud]

[ominous music rising]

- [sighs] Shit.

Oh fuck.

[door creaking]

[moaning]

♪ I heard him say chivalry is dead ♪

♪ I can see it in your eyes, you scared ♪

♪ 'Cause there ain't nothin' for you here ♪

♪ Lotta skeletons in my closet, dear ♪

♪ Baby, destruction is part of the play ♪

♪ I'm your leader, the emperor, the main ♪

♪ I'ma need my respect in advance ♪

♪ And if you get offended, too bad ♪

♪ Too bad, so sad

♪ You ain't learn your lesson

♪ I been through the fires

♪ Supplying my aggression

♪ Don't you see I'm the queen

♪ So follow my direction

♪ I ate his heart out his chest ♪

♪ Honestly, you're mine to keep ♪

♪ Don't lie to me, you'll end up losing your life ♪

♪ You belong-

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