All language subtitles for Rebel s01e09 Just Us.eng

FEMALE ANNOUNCING:
Previously, on "Rebel"...

YOUNGER RENE: Hey,
what's happening, Becca?

CHARLES: There's a moment for every cop

where everything you're
confused about comes clear.

REBEL: I'm not one of
your rookies anymore.

What are you sayin'?

ASHLEY: I don't have time for this.

Can you at least walk me
outta here with dignity?

JIMMY: No. I don't think so.

Even if your vic's ID is good,

how do we know that Markey
wasn't goin' rogue or...

REBEL: Hold up, hold up, "my" vic?

No, "the" vic.

There ain't no "my" in this.

He was picked out of a photo line-up.

Okay, but he's just one.

You're saying there's a network.

Maybe Markey went rogue

and was doin' this
with criminal civilians.

What the hell's goin' on here?

- REBEL: Captain...
- Get her outta here.

And I'm not your captain anymore.

Lieutenant Gold is gone.
Your privileges are revoked.

Look, sir, she has information
that's relevant to the case.

Well, then take her statement.

And don't forget to say "thank you."

We don't want her to
file a citizen's complaint

for our bad manners.

"Citizen." That would be you.

BRYANT ON VIDEO: That's the story,

all right, April?

That's the story. We're stickin' to it.

Jesus.

They thought that Malik
saw whoever tried to force

Brim into the gray van that night.

Brim said that they
were in plain clothes,

so, we don't know if they're
off-duty cops or detectives.

Our only lead is one of them
had a tattoo on his forearm,

a sword in the shape of a cross.

Where did you even get this video?

Lieutenant Gold gave it to Rebel.

This recording was not on the
bodycam unit that we received.

The unit we received was
never turned on that day.

Somebody obviously switched them out.

Gold. He was the watch
commander that night.

Captain, all due respect,

I mean, Lieutenant
Gold's the face of reform.

CAPT. HART: Well, exactly.

This scandal undermines
everything he said

in public about the department.

Then why would he give it to Rebel?

I don't know. Guilt.

Forget this now. Where
are Lopez and Bryant?

Well, Rafael's off today

and Vaughn Bryant didn't
show up for his shift.

I'll get my guys on them,

and we'll check for an officer
with that kind of tattoo.

MACK: Yeah.

- What about this guy?
- MACK: Oh...

Jimmy and I'll take a run at him.

He hasn't asked for an attorney?

Well, I mean, he's a cop,

so he doesn't think we
have anything on him.

All right. Keep me posted.

You've gotta go. The
Captain's on the war path.

He's trying to throw
Charles under the bus

for April's bodycam.

Yeah, I know. You should
probably reach out to him.

Well, what's the plan with Brian Markey?

Reb, I can't do this now.

What about Vaughn Bryant?

[sighs]

Look, IA's trying to bring him in.

- Rafael Lopez?
- Yeah, him as well.

But they don't really have
anything to go at him with.

- The van.
- We put an APB out on it,

and they're running through officers

to see if anyone has the same tattoo.

You're gonna have to trust us.
We've got this covered, okay?

Go home and I'll reach out.

All right, Mack.

I'm counting on you.

I know.

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- [door slams]
- CHEENA: [gasps]

You'd better lock your door,

if you're gonna be in here dozing

in front of a crooked cop's house.

I'm surveilling.

[laughs] With your eyes closed?

I'm awake enough to know
Bryant's truck hasn't moved.

But I did see his wife pick
up a few food deliveries.

I thought you were
working with the guys.

I was, until Captain Hart
kicked me off the team.

Oh, that's his bad.

But now the two of us can
surveil together, right?

Yeah.

I just put a 'hood alert on that van.

- [cell phone ringing]
- CHEENA: A what?

It's my version of an APB,

but it goes out to all
the brodies and fam.

[sighs]

I think Bryant is already in the wind.

- How?
- I don't know.

They must have switched cars.

I mean, he could be in another state

or another country by now.

Well, how are we gonna find him?

All right, newbie...

we're goin' for a dive.

Ugh, next time you ask me
to go for a dumpster dive,

the answer is no.

No, not no. Hell, no!

Cheena, this is a part of being a PI.

That's easy for you to say.

You've got a recycled bag full
of newspapers and junk mail.

I'm elbow-deep in sludge.

And, for the record, how is this legal?

When folks leave their
trash on the street,

it becomes abandoned...

Which means you don't need a warrant.

Hold up. Check this out.

Oh.

It looks like an itinerary.

Yeah, and there are
other pieces in here.

Mmm, maybe they were plannin' to fly

out of Mexico City to somewhere.

I'll see if I can find
the rest of the pieces

and put them together.

Brian, I am so sorry that we had to

pull you in public like that, man.

It was not my idea.

- Whose was it?
- JIMMY: It was Mack's.

To be honest, he
wanted to cuff you, too,

but I put my foot down.

I love my little brother,

but Rebel Knight has him
wrapped around her little finger.

I think my feeling are
pretty accurate about that.

I think she has it
out for the department.

But I know she has it out for you,

for Rafael, and for Vaughn Bryant.

That's for damn sure.

She's looking for blood, Jimmy,

for what happened to her brother.

This does not look good for you, Brian.

That's why you've
gotta give me something.

The Captain wants to downplay this.

I just need to know what
went on in the warehouse,

and I need to know
who else was involved.

Nobody wants to hurt you.

Except Rebel.

But, there's no reason why
what happened in that warehouse

has to have anything to do with

what happened to Rebel Knight's brother.

[door opens]

MACK: You tell him he's
pissin' in the wind?

Yeah, Mack, I told him.

We're searching your house now, Brian,

talking to your wife,

combing through your financials.

Unless you didn't spend
a dime of the money

you've been rakin' in,

I mean, the math just
isn't gonna add up.

There's nothing to find, Mack,
'cause I didn't do anything.

Yeah, well, we happen to know you did...

to the guy you tried to kidnap.

When you didn't finish the job,

and you tried to kill him,

you showed him that pretty
little face of yours,

and he identified you.

[laughing]

Now let me get this straight.

Your key piece of evidence
is the testimony of a...

Black drug dealer... [laughs]

...who has a motive to lie about a cop

because he's pissed off
they shot his best friend.

That's nice. That's real nice.

[laughing]

MACK: Better wipe that
grin off your face.

MARKEY: I see that you're
wasting my time here.

Come on. I've got paperwork.

MACK: We'll see about that.

MARKEY: [laughing]

Come on, what is this,
amateur hour, huh?

You came in too early. I almost had him.

Oh, he wasn't gonna fall for
"it's not a big deal" routine.

Yeah, maybe not, okay? But
you still stepped on me.

We've gotta get in sync,
or we're gonna lose him.

Mmm! Mm! Mm!

Baby, that chicken and
dumplings smells amazing.

Mm-hm?

I thought it was just us.

- Yeah, well...
- [door opens]

Hey, Daddy.

What'd you invite them over here for?

Because they're family,

and that's what Sunday
dinners are all about.

Just give it a shot, all right?

RENE: [grunts]

This gon' be hella fun.

JACKIE: That sounds interesting.

CHEENA: Not as much
as working with Rebel.

How are your cases going?

What?

We arrested one of the
cops who shot Malik...

for something else.

But we think it could be
related to Malik's shooting.

We're just trying to
figure everything out.

And you're just now telling me?

We weren't speaking.

Besides, I don't know all the details.

I didn't wanna come here and upset you

when I didn't know the whole story.

Once again, you're playing the parent...

Determining what's best for me.

Daddy, that's not what I'm trying to do.

RENE: Actually, it is, Becca.

You know what? I'm just
gonna eat my food in the...

- in the TV room.
- Oh, no, Rene, come on.

[heavy sigh]

Why'd you call me over, to begin with?

I thought you two needed to talk.

Yeah, well, you coulda sussed him out

before you invited me over. [sighs]

Maybe that's what you wanted.

Come on, Chee, let's go.

JACKIE: Rebel, I'm not the enemy here.

You know what, Jackie? I'm cool on you.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry for what happened.

But it was a long time ago.

Eventually, you're
gon' have to let it go.

I ain't gotta let go of nothin'.

JIMMY: Searched Brian's house.

That didn't turn up anything.

[heavy sigh] His financials are solid.

- Where's he hiding it?
- I don't know.

A storage locker? A frickin'
can buried in a backyard?

Hey, guys. So, we
checked personnel records,

put the word out, and there's absolutely

no one in the 7th with a sword
cross tattoo on his forearm.

Maybe we need to expand our horizons.

Vaughn's been a cop 20 years.

He's got friends in every
district of the department.

Hm, I doubt he'd use
somebody he knows casually

on a job this big given the stakes.

Did Bryant work in any other districts,

or have any other relatives that did?

His uncle Calvin worked in the 8th.

He didn't have any tattoos.

Yeah, but maybe one of those
old blue hairs over there did.

He played on their softball team.

He knows a lot of cops over there.

I'm gonna make some calls.

I'm on my way to Arizona
as soon as I get to Sonora.

I love you, too, babe,
but I've gotta go!

Looks like you're not
gonna be makin' that trip.

- [sighs] Guess not.
- MACK: Or usin' this piece.

Oh, come on, Markey, you're
wasting everyone's time.

I thought you moved him.

MACK: I told Iverson to
put you guys in Room 2.

JIMMY: Well, I guess
we'll go to Room 2, then.

- MARKEY: [laughs]
- MACK: Sorry about that.

Oh, I know what you're doing.

You're trying to rattle me.

Yeah, well, you should be rattled,

because Halderton's
already started talking.

You see, we have three eye witnesses

who put him, and his tattoo,
drivin' that gray van.

We gathered up a couple of other victims

and did a voice line-up. [laughs]

It seems you like to talk a
lot to the guys you kidnapped...

'cause three of them
recognized your voice.

Yep. So, here's the deal, Markey.

[groans]

You and Halderton are
in a showcase showdown.

Whoever yaps and offers us the most

gets a shot at walking.

But I think you know more than him,

at least when it comes to Vaughn Bryant,

and it's Bryant we want.

So, what's it gonna be, huh?

Are you gonna cooperate or
are you gonna do the time?

I need to see you.

This is Markey's union attorney.

Norman Williams. Nice to meet you.

Yeah, I'll let you
know, if he asks for you.

No, no, that's not the
way we're gonna do this.

Let's extend Mr. Williams
some professional courtesy.

[quietly] Can I talk
to you for a second?

Mm-hm.

He was about to confess.

We do not have to let this guy in there.

Take a breather and let Mr.
Williams consult his client.

Captain, we are going to lose him.

I said, take a breather.

[mixed conversations]

MACK: [groans]

We found the tattoo guy.

He's a retired cop from the 8th.

Pranced him in front of Markey
and his lawyer showed up.

Oh, so, we're SOL.

Well, Jimmy's going
through all the old CCT cam

to see what direction the gray van went.

Hey, Iverson.

Can you find out who
tampered with April's bodycam

after Malik's shooting?

Rebel, there's way
too much heat in here.

IA hasn't even left the building yet,

and you're still the black
sheep of the district.

This ain't about the district,

or the department, for that matter.

It's about Lieutenant Charles Gold.

It's about what kind of
cop, and man, you wanna be.

You need to let this feud go with Rebel.

She did the best she could.

Why are you defendin' her?

She can't even stand you.

Ain't nothin' I can do about that.

We should just leave.

I've got some land in Louisiana.

We could just settle
up near Lake Charles,

Lafayette, somewhere.

Yeah, baby, but this is your home.

Not really. Not anymore.

Rene, you know I love you,

and I would be thrilled to
finally have you for good.

But your daughter's here,

and you can't just
move 'cause you're mad.

That's not why I'd be movin'.

Then I don't understand.

Well, you don't have to.

All you have to do is
answer me this one question.

What?

Will you move away with me?

Of course, I will...

my lil' sugar bear.

That's all I needed to hear.

That's all you needed to hear.

- Mm-hm.
- Mmmm...

[kissing] Mmmm!

I was in my truck
trying to find some land

to start a new garden,
when I first peeked the van.

I got your plug and I hit you.

- All the time busy, D.
- BOTH: [laughing]

Matter of fact,

here's a little
something for your garden.

JIMMY: Thanks for the shout.
How'd you find it?

You wouldn't understand,
even if I told you.

One of the detectives found this.

It'll take weeks for DNA,
if there's even any on there.

It's just a lousy cigarette butt.

Why are you smilin'?

Markey doesn't need to know that.

Let's not forget he's a cop.

Yeah, but he's a uniformed cop,

not a detective.

Hit him with the okey-doke.

You've had my client here long enough.

Either charge or release him.

Kenneth Richardson, murder.

Marcus Freeland, assault
with a deadly weapon.

And Larry Cotton, rape.

What the hell's this?

You remember these
guys, don't you, Brian?

Officer, you need to
address your question to me.

Your client arrested
each one of these men,

and they're all doin'
time in San Quentin.

I bet you they'll be pretty stoked

when you show up in Quentin, huh?

WILLIAMS: Don't say a word.

Not a word.

I'm gonna ask you again.

Are you charging or releasing him?

Well, we found the van...

and we found this...

the same kind you smoke, bro.

And then, Brian, we fished
one of your cigarette butts

from this ashtray from
earlier and guess what?

The DNA is a match.

So, to answer your question, counselor,

we are charging him.

Brian Markey, you're under arrest

for kidnapping and attempted murder.

WILLIAMS: It's bogus, Brian.

Don't say anything. I'll
have you out in a day or two.

Not likely.

Too bad Halderton already beat you

to the punch, and cut a deal.

- Have fun in prison.
- Wait! Wait! Wait!

I'm gonna cut a deal!
I'm gonna cut a deal!

Brian, I strongly advise

against you saying anything else.

I'm not eating time
for anybody, all right?

I'm gonna tell you
anything you need to know.

All right. Start talking.

CHEENA: Woo-woo, girl,
you're gon' love my ass!

REBEL: What are you talking about?

Woo!

Vaughn Bryant and his family

are flying from Mexico City for Vietnam.

Vietnam? Why?

Good street food, great coffee,

and most importantly,
no extradition treaty.

- Oh.
- [cell phone rings]

It's my dad.

Your brother and I used to come out here

at least once every few weeks.

That boy would climb this tree.

REBEL: [quiet laugh]

[sighs] Oh, wow.

Daddy...

look, I'm sorry about the lawsuit.

But we didn't come out
here to talk about that.

But I do have a question.

Would you consider moving
back into the house?

What?

[laughs] No.

I have a place.

And with everything that's going on,

I mean, I don't really think
it would be a good idea.

What I'm trying to say is...

would you want to buy it?

'Cause me and Jackie, we're
fixin' to leave Oakland.

[scoffs]

[laughs]

So, that was her plan.

Now... now... now...

Becca, look, this was all my idea.

Nah, look, ain't nothin' here
for me, but pain, no more.

Daddy, what about me? I'm here.

Yes...

but...

you've gotta move on with your life.

You and me, we've been frozen in time.

But now it's time for
you to take care of you.

And, look, the truth
is, I need to get sober,

and it ain't gon' happen here.

- Yeah, but, Daddy...
- Nah, nah, look...

there's nothing you can say

that's gonna make me change my mind.

So, do you want the house or not?

I don't know. I mean...

I do have a lot of good
memories there and...

it always makes me
think about Mama and Lik.

[cell phone rings]

[clears throat]

Okay, I've gotta go.

Just give me a little
bit more time, okay?

[heavy sigh]

You asked me what kind
of cop I wanted to be.

Thanks.

MACK: [sighing] Well...
Markey confessed.

And he said that, uh,
Texas would feed him names

of dudes movin' drugs or guns,

and Vaughn and his crew
would snatch 'em, torture 'em.

What about the night Malik was killed?

When the detectives tried to take Brim,

you know, they thought
Malik made them, so they...

REBEL: [sighs]

Markey thinks Vaughn
took April out, as well.

He was the ringleader.

So, that's it.

That's why they killed my brother.

What's this?

A flight itinerary I got
out of Vaughn's trash...

for Vietnam, out of Mexico.

He wouldn't leave his wife.

And if I know Vaughn Bryant,
he's not riding out of Dodge

without cashing in
those cell phones, first.

You think he's still here?

There's only one way to find out.

[doorbell rings]

Jimmy, what a pleasant
surprise. I'm actually...

- Yeah, where's Vaughn?
- He's not here.

He didn't show up for his shift.

Maybe he's working undercover.

Yeah, maybe.

I have to pick up the kids from school.

JIMMY: How are they?

Great. But they won't be, if I'm late.

You know, you... you asked, um,

me and Kathy as their godparents,

if we'd look out for them

if anything ever
happened to you or Vaughn.

Why would anything happen to us?

See, the problem is is that

we can't afford two more mouths to feed.

Vaughn's an only child.
Both your parents are dead.

So, they'll probably
wind up in foster care.

Sent to different homes.

Have you ever seen
siblings ripped apart?

See, right now, Hannah, you haven't...

you haven't broken the law.

You've got some nerve comin' in here,

after you turned your
back on your friend.

Vaughn is like my brother,
but he made his choice,

and he killed people.

I don't know what you're talking about.

- Bullshit!
- HANNAH: [gasps]

I sathe passports.

We found your itinerary for Vietnam.

Hannah, this is... this
is your last chance.

Your next decision decides your future

and the future of your children.

Get the hell out of my damn house now!

Well, Vaughn is still in town

and she's definitely talked to him.

Okay, so, arrest her. She'll talk.

Not yet. Hannah's
more useful to us here.

If we keep an eye on her,

she might lead us straight to Vaughn.

So, what? We're supposed
to wait on the off-chance

that they make contact?

Well, I'm also gonna
check a couple of the spots

Vaughn and I frequent together.

And I'll check the kids at school.

See if he swoops in
to make a run for it.

Man, both of them plans are weak.

CHEENA: Where are the Mclntyre boys?

[laughs] That sound like a boy band.

They're out runnin' other leads.

I've got a better
shorthand with you, anyway.

If you mean I let you run off
at the mouth, then totally.

Okay, so you're Vaughn
Bryant, you haven't left town.

Where do you hide?

Probably somewhere I won't get caught.

You're bringin' your
A-game tonight, Chee.

Maybe I should go get my boy band.

BOTH: [laughing]

CHEENA: I don't know.

Maybe I'd hide somewhere
I hid the stashes.

But we don't know where that is, do we?

No, and Texas is already dead.

But his girlfriend isn't.

? See you over there, girl
you're lookin' fine ?

? Two shots of Patron and
you're feelin' right ?

? Tell me what's up,
with that ass tonight ?

You told me we were even,

and now Texas is dead.

I didn't have anything to do with that.

But you can help me find out who did.

ASHLEY: How?

Where's Texas' stash house?

Like he'd tell me.

The only thing he ever gave me

was a couple of bags
and designer clothes...

and an STD.

REBEL: You didn't make him wrap it up?

Don't act like you've strapped
every time you've got down.

Did Texas own any other properties?

Nah. That one was 'hood rich.

Everything he owned,
outside of his mama's house,

was either on his back or in his pocket.

Where does his mama live?

Hell, if I know. I never visited.

Yeah, but you'd know where it is.

I'm not sure.

I think he said...

it was somewhere off
Laurel or something.

Thanks, Ashley.

That's the last time I'm helping you.

Hey, Chee, I need you to
look up an address for me.

Hey, lil' man.

Which one of y'all knows Texas?

Hey, second largest
state in the country,

- last I heard, Miss Po-Po.
- REBEL: [laughs]

REBEL: I look like a roller to you?

How about I put some skrilla on it?

Unh! Keep it one hundred
and answer the question.

Yeah, I know Texas.

My brother used to roll with him.

His mama used to live
in that house over there.

But, uh, she passed
away a few years back.

Who's stayin' there now?

Hey, you got me.

But, uh, I used to see
a gray van in the garage.

But I ain't seen it in a minute.

A'ight.

Which one of y'all got the best arm?

[laughing] Oh... next question.

[laughing]

All right, you're
gonna have to prove it.

A'ight.

[glass shatters]

[cell phone ringing]

Yeah?

- REBEL: [gasps]
- What are you doing, huh?!

BOTH: [grunting]

You're so far behind.
You think you're ahead.

BOTH: [grunting]

Tell your damn brother I said "hi."

- BRYANT: [roaring]
- REBEL: [screaming]

BOTH: [grunting]

REBEL: [grunting]

BRYANT: [choking]

REBEL: [forceful grunt]

REBEL: [gasping]

Hey, Reb...

It's okay.

Hey... stop... stop.

- REBEL: [gasping]
- [heavy thud]

He's dead.

- REBEL: [sobbing]
- MACK: It's okay.

I got you.

REBEL: [continues sobbing]

MACK: Come on. Let's go.

WOMAN: You suffered a
concussion, a cracked rib,

as well as a bruised spleen.

I'm ready to go home.

Actually, we'd like to keep
you overnight for observation.

Becca, just listen to the woman.

REBEL: Daddy, what are you doing here?

I called him. Are you okay?

REBEL: Yeah.

[heavy sigh]

We got the guys who killed Malik.

We finally got justice.

Becca, right now
that's all that matters.

Sorry, ma'am, no visitors.
Only family at the moment.

I'm not a visitor.

I'm compliance director
for the police department.

Excuse me. I don't care who you are.

My daughter is injured
and not talking to anyone,

especially crooked cops.

It's okay, Daddy. Let her through.

Are you sure?

Thank you.

Excuse me.

I heard what happened.

People of this city owe
you a debt of gratitude.

REBEL: Thanks.

They also owe Lieutenant Gold.

Somebody hand me my coat.

Um, okay, let's... let's
give them a moment.

What is this?

The surveillance video...

[wheezing] ...from the evidence room...

...the morning after my... [wheezing]

...brother was shot.

Lieutenant Gold didn't
switch the bodycams.

[sighs] Captain Hart?

He gave it to Lieutenant Gold,

and then Lieutenant Gold gave it to me.

Why did Charles leave
town in the dead of night?

I'm sure he was conflicted.

I mean, the department
is his life's work.

To uncover a scandal like this...

I know it broke his heart... [wheezing]

...and then he held onto the footage

longer than he should have.

I mean... [wheezing]

...he was probably embarrassed.

If all of this is true, I...

I'm ready to get rid of Captain Hart...

and there will be a vacancy to fill.

Well...

I'm sure we both know the perfect guy

to fill that position... [wheezing]

...that is, if you can get him back.

Well, it looks like
Rebel's gonna be okay.

Yeah. I'm thankful for that.

JACKIE: [quiet laugh]

[kissing] Mmmm!

What was that for?

Because I love you.

But you belong here with your daughter.

Jackie...

You know me. I'm a
rolling stone, anyway.

We both are.

And how's that gonna work?

Promise me you'll try to stop drinking.

You stay sweet, sugar bear.

[gentle kiss]

What the hell is that?

It was Lik's.

I found it in a box underneath his bed.

It was his favorite when he was a kid.

You know, there's a...

there's a couple of
things I need to say.

First... I want to apologize

for everything that happened
between me and Jackie.

Oh, Daddy, you don't have to do that.

No, actually, I need to.

I do.

REBEL's MOTHER: So
I'm crazy? I'm a fool?

YOUNGER RENE: Look, I
told you, Becca's a child.

She don't know what the
hell she's talkin' about.

REBEL's MOM: You've got
the nerve to cheat on me

in my own damn house and
then lie to me about it!

I'll tell you to stay out of my face

with all this damn nonsense!

Or what?

What you gon' do, huh?

You gon' hit me?

[bottles, glasses shattering]

REBEL's MOM: You know what?
I'm outta here!

YOUNG REBEL: Mama, don't go!

- [truck horn blaring]
- [screaming]

- [brakes screeching]
- [glass shattering]

You've been carrying all
that guilt ever since.

You need to forgive yourself.

I know. [sniffling]

But it's hard.

We're gonna make it through this.

Together.

Becca, I love you.

Don't you ever forget that.

I love you, too, Daddy.

REBEL: Aw, thanks for this.

MACK: Yeah, I saw one on Malik's grave.

I figured you left it.

Thought you might like
one to remind you of him,

and, plus, solving the case.

What were you doing at the cemetery?

You know, whenever I'm out that way

visiting my mom, I usually stop by.

? Had to meet you ?

? Smelling hella good ?

? Oh I made you smile ?

? Oh it's all good, babe ?

? Say you're from the west ?

? Used to go to Tulsa ?

? Now you're doing grown things ?

? Girl, said it's no way ?

? No way, no how ?

? I'm the type of guy ?

? That's gonna be scared of you girl ?

? No way, no way, no how ?

? Do what you gotta do ?

? I'm telling you there's no way ?

? No way, no how ?

? Tell me what you wanna do ?

? Yeah yeah ?

?

? No way, no way, no how ?

?

My purpose has always
been hand grenades,

even though I sometimes
mistake my breath for clouds.

My throat is on fire with
words I can no longer swallow.

My thoughts are an act of war
and that's why we're all here.

Because someone turned on the heat.

It's not my jacket or my coat,

'cause life has a way of
stripping away your fashion

and making you stand
face-to-face with your past,

toe-to-toe with love.

And as much as I want
them both to be the same,

they split me in half
like mishandled glassware,

make my sleep become scattered marbles.

I won't accept your violence as water.

It doesn't flow with
the sunrise of my blues.

It ignored my SOS when I needed it most.

So, I will drive, I will push.

I'm gonna create furious
thunder for the skies,

blow rapids under the waves,

I'm gonna make you feel this
bass pummel from my heart,

not some timid-toned treble.

I heard you speak.

I'm woke now.

What else would you expect...

from a rebel?

AUDIENCE: [applauding]

[cell phone ringing]

[phone ringing]

Hey. What's goin' on?

I was just grabbin' some tacos.

Listen, Hannah called about

some insurance policy that Vaughn left.

Okay. Why bother us?

Have her call the insurance company.

[laughs] Well, I don't think
it's that kind of insurance.

She said something about
it being in a dryer vent

at Texas' mom's place.

I'm gonna go check it out.

I thought you might wanna ride along.

Uh, no, you go ahead.

Just let me know if it's anything.

Well, okay.

[dramatic music]

Rebel showed up,
unannounced, at Texas' spot.

I never told you it
was okay to roofie her.

Whoa, whoa, let's get
one thing straight, Mack.

We're partners. You
don't tell me anything.

Rebel was gettin' close.
I made a judgment call.

Why are you wasting my time?

I think April might be a problem.

That's upon you.

I never wanted her on to begin with.

- [gunshot fires]
- JIMMY: [gasps]

[groaning]

[dogs barking]

940B. Officer down.

[groans]

[siren blips]

- What happened?
- I don't know.

He called me. When I
got here, he was down.

Why? What's he doing
here in the first place?

He said Vaughn left something.

Look, I'm gonna go with him.

Okay. Call me and let me know he's okay.

Okay.

Cheena...

Jimmy just got shot.

This isn't over.

[dramatic music]

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