All language subtitles for Diarra From Detroit s01e08 The House On Blaine.eng

The police did not want
to hear about some green Impala.

Another Impala came in.
'94 green.

One of the Woodward Boys
was driving it.

You're going through a lot, Dee.
You should talk to my therapist.

She sounds unlicensed.

A lawyer for the Greek mob is
demanding a sit down with you.

We're not even together.
Why are they calling you?

I need assurances. Once you get
what you want, she'll be safe.

GOLDIE: I'm not the only one
looking for that tape.

DIARRA: Chris had something on Zervas.

Then Chris disappears,
and now they think I have it.

Why would
they think you have it?

'Cause I do.

But it was something else
on there.

Tank dead. The Greeks is walking back a 30
year truce.

I need to know if we still family.

Velvet will kill everybody
in here over this tape.

Put the gun down, Spider.
She gonna cooperate now.

I got the tape.

[groans]
[gunshot, screams]

I want the truth, Danger.

Deonte Brooks is dead.

[romantic music]

DIARRA:Confession...

I thought I'd been chasing Chrs
all over the city,

but maybe what I'd really been
chasing was a happy endin.

♪ ♪

[sighs]

♪ ♪

And I looked
everywhere but home.

♪ Let the sun shine in ♪

Listen, don't think that I'm...

That I'm not happy you're home.

- You don't look happy.
- I'm screwed.

♪ Let the sun shine in ♪

I switched the tape.

[puts down glass]

♪ ♪

- The tape saves us, right?
- Oh, yeah, it does.

DIARRA: Protecting the tape meant
Swa could still make a deal with Goldie,

and maybe I could just go
running back to my boring life.

- Oh, no, no, no, no.
- What, what, what, what?

I'm not on the pill any--

I don't give a shit
about that.

DIARRA: And the only mystery
I'd have left to solve was Swa,

why we fell apart and
how we could begin again.

[moaning]

♪ ♪

TEA: Why y'all bring me the hood MD?

- Ow.
- You'll be all right.

We need to take him to a real
hospital with a real doctor.

Stitch was a real doctor.

Till the medical board
got involved.

What's that supposed to mean?

It means that I don't
ask questions, though. Never.

So, what happened?

- Yo... shot you?
- Worse.

He wants to take care of me.

So I sent his ass to St. John,
had the locks changed.

And been calling for the man
all night long.

Sure did.

It was real embarrassing,
even for you.

That was before
the Vicodin kicked in.

Daddy, you did that?

You dripping chili
awfully close to my wound.

Well, shit, my bad.

Hey, I got one rule.

Do not try
to talk to my girl, fam.

- My bad.
- Tea, you gonna get shot again.

DIARRA:
Tea was gonna be fine.

He had called to say
it wasn't his...

and I was free to soak
away the last month.

♪ ♪

Should we talk about it?

Talk about what?

Mm.

I mean, should we talk
about the detours?

- The detours.
- Uh-huh.

- Mychelle. Chris.
- Oh.

Yes.

I've been waiting to
talk to you about this shit.

- Oh, have you?
- Oh, yes. I have been.

How do you rebound
with a... who pretends

to be a missing person?
What the...?

You know,
people use apps now, Dee,

not no bulletin boards
at the post office.

Ha, ha. Well, at least mine will
make a good dinner party story.

What about your workout Barbie?

Come on now. You think that
I'm going to let you tell this story

- at a dinner party?
- [laughs]

- That's funny.
- Are you going to let me?

You have to let me
tell the story? [laughs]

- Did you miss my cooking?
- Did you miss your cooking?

Did you miss my snoring?

- No.
- Okay, there it is.

- That's... same answer.
- No, I didn't.

- You know what I missed?
- What's that?

I missed before bed.

You talking about Sports Center?
That shit? Ooh!

That shit put me down
every time.

See? Now, I thought I had your ear
when the Pistons lost, but you were just--

No, baby.
It was like a lullaby.

- It was better than Benadryl.
- Wow.

- I really... with it.
- [laughs]

Duly noted.

Mm. Swa...

I missed the... out of you.

I missed the...
out of you, too.

You know, when you left,
I felt out of control.

And, look, sometimes, I can admit,
maybe I can be a little controlling.

You?

Controlling?
I haven't noticed that.

Baby, I really haven't.

Where are you getting
this feedback?

Yeah. Okay. [chuckles]

Look, I'm the oldest,
so I'm used to being

in charge and making sure that
everything is perfect, but--

The perfect is a prison.

- Yep.
DIARRA: I knew Swah had lost

his childhood to being
big brother to six kids.

Maybe he married me
for a little adventure.

Maybe this Deonte thing
will be good for us.

How about this?
How about tomorrow we forget

all about Deonte Brooks and just
live in peace and quiet?

Hmm. Deal.

[sighs]
Of course. Yes.

But that was the moment
I realized

that peace and quiet wasn't
entirely my thing anymore.

There was this new part
of me stirring, restless.

And she needed to know
what was on that tape.

- Yes.
- You got to turn it around.

Okay, okay.
Turn it around.

It's like an ancient relic.

Okay.

Hold on. Hold on.
After this...

- Yes.
- We're done. Okay?

- We are done.
- Okay.

- I'm done. You done.
- We done.

- We done.
- Okay, cool.

We just want to know
who kidnapped Deonte Brooks.

That's right.
Okay.

You know.
Shit, I wanna know.

Okay.

[telephone ringing]

Am I going to have a scar?

- Yeah.
VELVET: Bring me my shit

or you're gonna see how quick I can
turn you into a single father. [hangs up]

Are these clean?

Was that her?

She said we didn't bring her
what she wanted.

But we gave her everything.

Obviously not.
Are you happy, Mo?

- Me?
- Yeah. Are you happy?

All this extra mess
because you won't let me fix

- what I broke like a man.
- [scoffs]

Look, I'm going to go handle it
and you're going to let me.

- Okay?
- Roman.

What? What?

Exactly.

Where are you going?

[door opens, closes]

DIARRA:
It was finally happening,

and the anticipation,
it got me kind of hot.

Do I kind of turn you on
as a PI?

- You kind of turn me on a lot.
- Oh.

Him, too.

Listen, five more minutes
of this PI shit,

then we go back upstairs.

Or maybe in five minutes
we go bust The Chief.

No. No busting no Chief.
Aaron already ran PKR.

You know, it's a rabbit hole
of shell companies

that we're not going to get
to the bottom of, so.

Well, maybe the bottom's right
here for us to get to together.

And maybe it ain't.

SWA: It's been 20 minutes of Mary J.

ZERVAS: How would your brother
be so stupid?

Now the whole city looking
for this kid.

Chief ain't happy.

He said it only matters
how we handle it now.

WAITER: Opa! Opa!

Opa!

The guy is Zervas I think.

- They're at Mr. Greeks, the original.
- How do you know that?

Because the flaming cheese thing
is a dead giveaway.

ZERVAS: Thing is, Velvet,
you know what it's gotta be.

Chief says the kid's gotta go,
the kid's gotta die.

Do it tonight. Some
cop's on my ass.

VELVET: Come on. Zervas.
ZERVAS: Tonight.

Oh, my God.

- What?
- So...

This is how Chris knew
about Zervas,

but he didn't have
the whole story.

Chris was looking
for The Chief, too.

VELVET:
Where the... is Quincy?

FLORA: Are you really
thinking about killing a kid?

VELVET: Got no choice.

Chief will be trying
to do me if I don't.

- He don't want no loose ends.
- ...The Chief.

- Who is that?
- He don't get to sit up on high

calling all the shots.

- [gunshots]
- That was a gunshot.

MAN: The cops is here.
WOMAN: What'd you do?

MAN: Drive!

[tires screech]

Chambers.

Chambers was shot outside
of Mr. Greeks

- by Spider.
- He is Quincy?

Yes, yes. So then this tape must have
been recorded inside the green Impala.

Oh, shit.
Swa.

We cannot give
this tape to Goldie.

- It incriminates all of them.
- Okay. No, but no.

The Chief is not
even on the tape, though.

Yeah, but he doesn't know that.

He just knows there's a tape
and he wants it.

Well, he's gonna get it, because
I'm meeting with Goldie tomorrow.

Swa, we cannot walk away
from this.

The Chief ordered a hit
on a child.

Dee, done means done.
Okay?

Now, I've been running
after you,

cleaning up all your shit,
watching you chase some dude.

DIARRA:As we argued,
Black Nancy Drew

wondered, who was
that other woman on the tape?

The voice that seemed to hate
The Chief as much as I did.

I'm not going to sit up here and just
deal with all this humiliation like this.

But you don't have
to put up with anything.

Yes, I do,
because you're my... wife.

I love you.

- You love me?
- Yes.

Then why'd you ask me
for an open marriage?

There it was, the question that stood
between us and a return to normal.

Okay. We were arguing,
so I--I felt like our marriage

was on trial,
and it just came out.

- That doesn't make any sense.
- Makes perfect sense.

We're arguing about fertility doctors, and
then you ask me about an open marriage?

♪ ♪

It was a diversion.

Like you use in court?

No, it was not a diversion.

- It wasn't--
- Look at me.

Look at me.

What were you trying
to distract me from?

Okay...

And that's when
he finally admitted it.

Vasectomy.

He'd had one with his first wife

and never found
the right time to tell me.

Dee! Dee!

DIARRA: So the happiest ending me
and Swa could have hoped for that day

was me not going to prison
for wringing his... neck.

Do you want to listen
to what I had to say?

- [car starting]
- Dee, come on.

Dee!

DIARRA: I remember thinking,

this will not be the day
I fall apart.

This will be the
day I bust The Chief.

And it was like my car
started driving itself.

I had a feeling
there was another woman

out there who could
give me answers...

...if I could find her.

You a... in America, baby.

Your healing ain't
about to be pretty or linear.

Anybody who loves your ass gona
have to understand that shit.

You can't wrap pain in a swisher
and smoke it away.

You got to raw dog them nasty-ass
feelings if you want to get your healin.

Hi, um...

Hey. Hi, ma'am.
Excuse me one sec.

Okay, she is definitely
unlicensed. We need to talk.

Look, I know you're pissed
right now and you got every right,

but I really need
to get back to my session.

Listen, there was somebody else
there that night--

- THERAPIST: Kelvin.
- And--

Is this the bitch that got
all them free massage?

Shh. This is really important.

So is his self-care.

I need to know if you're going back
to your husband or that missing dude.

How is that any
of your business?

It is. You playing with Kelvin.

You say you're just his friend,
and then you let him...

That...
It was a massage. It was...

All right, you know what?
I'm a... you up.

- You talk too... much.
- Ms. Loretta cool.

All right?
You can trust her.

So where is your heart?
In your head?

Wow. Ma'am, he's gonna
call you back, okay?

- All right. Take my number...
- Thank you so much.

Wait, wait, wait.
She charge by the hour.

Two seconds. Listen, the night Deonte
died, there was somebody else there.

Somebody with Velvet.

It sounded like
they were together, who was she?

V's girlfriend?
I don't remember.

One of them strippers
Slip and Slide or some shit.

Slip and Slide?
That's not a name.

Wait, wait, wait. Wait, wait.

Is there anything else
that you can tell me about her?

She was nicer than the rest.

Used to give me Snickers
and Lunchables and shit.

But then she ran off
with Velvet's cash.

Robbed her ass blind.

Velvet never got
over that shit.

CINAMMON:
She went by Wet and Wild.

Gave me Lunchables.

Ain't nobody seen her in years.

Flora was a sweetheart.

- Her name was Flora.
- Dee.

Just one more question.

And that's when I formulated
my wildest theory yet.

Is there any way
that Flora could have

run off with something
other than Velvet's cash?

You know, like...

Is there any way
Flora could have kidnapped

- Deonte from the kidnappers?
- [scoffs]

- No.
- How do you know?

Because I know
where the body's at.

[dramatic music]

You know, there was a time
when the dead couldn't be buried

when the temperatures dropped.

Big old battle and they had...
piled up till Spring.

But in some cultures, they build
a big fire to soften up the earth.

Thank you so much for
that Ted Talk on grave digging.

It's very uplifting.

Now, I know
this was certifiable,

but I had to trust my gut.

It had told me that Swa was
lying about something, and he was.

And it was also
telling me that some other

unthinkable lie was
waiting to be uncovered.

You found something?

[clears throat]

Can we cover him back up now?

I have to open the bag.

I'll do it.

I had a wild theory
that Flora took Deonte

before Velvet could kill him.

Which meant I had no idea what or
who was waiting for me in that bag.

[exhales deeply] Okay.

Okay, I got it,
I got it, I got it.

Oh, my God.

Okay.

Oh, God.

[pants]

[grunts]

It's not a body.
[gasps]

[pants]

It's not a body.

We buried him. I heard the shot,
I swear to God.

What the...?

After Flora took Deonte,

Velvet needed to protect
her own ass,

but she needed a witness.

Somebody who,
if the time ever came,

could swear to God
that Deonte Brooks was dead.

And mean it.

Why the...
would she do that to me?

People lie when the truth
is inconvenient.

Period.

But her lie is not on you.
You hear me?

[grunts]

[clears throat, spits]

Velvet has a house in Inkster.

Last time I was there,
I saw a new lock on the shed.

The shit was falling apart.
It didn't look right.

- You think Chris is in there?
- I don't know.

But she told me a con man was
talking about a tape from '95.

Once she got her hands on it,
she was going to kill him.

Come here. Come on, come on.
Come here.

It's funny. I think we were
both reborn at that gravesite.

I felt vindicated,
and he felt free.

Well, I had been right
about one thing all along.

I wasn't ghosted.
My brain was on fire.

And, for the first time, Ambien, Chris,
Deonte, wasn't such a mystery to me.

His whole story
came to me in a flash.

[inaudible]

We're gonna get you out of here.

DIARRA:Ambien must have come
to Detroit on a mission.

He had discovered the box, and
his past came back to him in pieces.

But Chris was like me.

Once he opened the box,
it became his obsession.

Chief said the kid's gotta go.
Chief said the kid's gotta go.

DIARRA: Flora's insurance
policy led him to Velvet.

But he needed the name of
the man who had started it all.

[line trilling]

I'm in Detroit.
I know about the Greeks.

I know your brother Quincy's the
Spider. I just have a question for you.

- Who's The Chief?
VELVET: I loved her.

That's why I protected you both
all these years.

But if these people
see you coming,

they hear you're in town,

they gonna blow
your goddamn head off.

Who's the... Chief?

DIARRA: Velvet wouldn't help,

which left no choice
but to take the harder road,

which was the other
voice on the tape. Zervas.

Chris definitely used our date
as a cover to get to the Greek.

He dropped his demands for
a rendezvous with their lawyer.

He wanted one thing.

For them to pay him for the tape
with the name of the man at the top.

ZERVAS: Velvet,
what the hell's going on?

You said you took care
of this thing 30 years ago.

- Says he's got proof.
- He lying, Z.

He better be. You know I
protect The Chief. Always.

DIARRA:But Chris was never
supposed to make it to that rendezvous.

The Greeks deployed the
Russian to kill him instead.

But what the Greeks didn't
know was that Velvet was

already holding him captive,
desperate to get the tape first.

MAN: Where's the tape?
CHRIS: What tape?

Velvet's cronies tried
and failed to find that tape.

It ain't here.
I got them tied up.

DIARRA:
But I found it. Why?

Maybe 'cause me and
Chris were high key vibing.

And maybe 'cause
I was meant to save him.

But if Chris was still alive, it would only
be until The Cheif or Velvet got that tape.

Then it really
would all be over.

David would fall to Goliath.

- Oh, so that's your move?
- What?

You get a woman all revved up solving an
escape room and hope she brings you home?

But what if we were two
crazy-ass peas in a pod?

What if he was the happy ending
that I desperately needed?

Confession. Even I had whiplash.

But, if Chris was my person,

I had to find out.

Your friend is sleeping.

I didn't come to talk to him.
I came to talk to you.

Um, I'm thinking of doing
something dangerous.

Or no, no, no.
It's actually...

It's a little more Vonda
than that. Um...

I'm thinking of doing something
crazy as...

Hmm. For your podcast.

You got to give me
more than that.

This location
got a second floor?

It has worse.
I'm just...

I'm trying to figure out
how you have the courage

to go in when you don't
really know what's inside.

Well, what's at stake?

A lot. My future, maybe.

Child, I still don't know
what the... you talking about.

Okay, this is the thing.

Courage is doing shit.
Doubt is sitting on your ass.

When you sit on your ass,
that's your story.

That's who you are.
Who are you?

I'm somebody who trusts my gut.

I do the most.

And I'm done apologizing
for that shit.

Courage comes
when you stop worrying

about what you need and start
doing what needs to be done.

Hmm?

So, you gonna tell me
what this is really about?

- Huh?
- Huh.

[tea kettle whistles]

I wanted Vonda to be able to hang up
a current picture of Chris on that wall.

I had been so concerned
with my happy ending.

Maybe she deserved one
most of all.

Your friend was shot at,

and you come dragging
into my house

in the middle of the night
like you have no home training.

Miss Vonda, I'll be back.

I'm going to bring you a gift,

and I'm going to tell you
every last detail.

And...

If I don't come back, I'd really
like you to listen to my podcast.

[dramatic music]

All right. I already told you, I
don't do no Mary nothing no more.

And even I know,
podcasts don't come on cassette.

I just need you to keep it safe
for me for a while.

All right, I get it.

You're just as y oung and
dumb as I was. [exhale of relief]

I might be dumber.

And that was as much of the
story as Vonda might ever find out.

[door closes]

I keep replaying the rest of the
story, trying to make it make sense.

Times like these, you should be
able to call the cops. But... [scoffs]

they had scrubbed Marshall's
file the first time.

Chances were The Chief
had an inside man.

MONI: So let me
get this straight.

This whole plan is based off
of Danger noticing a lock?

I mean, that... ain't even know
that he buried a bag of Elmos.

That's 'cause Velvet has been a
step ahead of him his whole life.

She's been a step ahead of us
since the beginning.

If we know where Chris is at, how
long before The Chief finds out?

- Shit.
- We got to do this now.

All right, let's do this shit.

No, Mo. Mo, Mo.

- What?
- Look, I'm sorry.

I'll split the reward money
with you 50-50, okay?

But you are a wife.
You are a mother.

So you ditching me again?

You are not going in that house.

Yeah.
[sighs]

I guess we've
switched places, right?

You the crazy one,
and I'm the nerd

- with everything to lose.
- Yeah, man.

- Stay down.
- Okay.

- I need to go. Okay?
- Mm-hm.

You take this.

If something pops off,

you beat somebody half to death
with these titties.

Please, Dee.
Please, be careful.

[exhales]

Oh, shit.

Stay down, stay down.

Okay.

VELVET: I want the tape. What I want
you to tell me is that we have the tape.

That's what I want you
to tell me.

- This sucker--
- Oh.

- I can't wait to hear this.
- Can we talk?

DIARRA: The plan was simple.
Find the key to the shed.

But first I had to get Velvet's
muscle out the house.

VELVET: Quincy already
told me what happened.

I needed more time.
I had the shit handled,

and this... come busting
through the door.

Discretion totally
lost on this...

Come clean.
She played you, Kelvin.

And now you come
crawling back to me?

- Hell, no.
- All right, all right.

You were right. She used me.
Diarra switched the tape.

Throw him in the basement till
we know if we can trust his ass.

Look, she's making
a deal with the Greeks.

DIARRA:Danger's job
was to set the bait.

No cap. Some lawyer
bitch named Goldie.

- When?
- Now.

At the lot behind Northwestern.

DIARRA: As long as he could
stay cool enough to get the job done.

♪ ♪

[hip hop song playing]

What Swa didn't know was that I
had changed the place of his meetup.

And he still didn't know
I'd switched the tape.

Again.

[line trilling]

Come on, Dee, pick up.

AUTOMATED VOICE:
Your call is being recorded...

Shit!

Please, record your message.
[beep]

Abort. She ain't go.
She's still in the house.

What you got there?

I found Deonte.

[music playing faintly]

Danger walked me
through the layout.

But stepping inside
was another story.

♪ ♪

Police say they're
on the lookout for a suspect.

Remember we used to watch this
and joke we was famous?

But no clues have been found.

You ever watch it anymore?

Who the... is
sitting around watching a VHS?

You still got a VCR.

Really should let go of shit
you ain't using anymore.

♪♪

Hard to let go of shit,
ain't it?

[dramatic music]

[gasps]

You ever feel bad
for what we did?

What's that gonna do,
feeling bad?

The past is the past.

[vehicle approaching]

Who's that?

[dramatic music]

[knocking]

[continues knocking]

♪ ♪

I got what you asked for.
Diarra said it was important.

It's been in my shop
the whole time.

Green Impala.
Take it.

So we're square, right?

♪ ♪

Me and my wife,
we could walk the... away.

VELVET: What I want
that piece of shit for?

Where is the goddamn tape?

[mumbles]
Roman...

[glass breaking]

Move, dumb...

[door opens, closes]

It was a setup.
The Greeks are right behind us.

VELVET:
Kill all those...

[dramatic music]

[cocks gun]

♪ ♪

Shit.

♪ ♪

[gunshots]

Roman, Roman.

Roman.

It was around this time
that I realized

this was the dummest shit
I have ever done.

I've got kids, man.
[groans]

[gunfire]

[indistinct]

[gunfire]

[crash, glass breaking]

[gunfire continues]

- Go, go, go, go.
- Come on. Go.

DIARRA:
Outside. Outside.

Go to the basement now!

DIARRA:
Go, basement, come on!

Thank you. Shh, shh.

[yells]
What are you doing here?

Nobody could give a shit
about that Impala.

Look, I'm not gonna apologize
for wanting to save my family.

Moni loves you. You don't have to keep
doing dumb shit to force her to prove it.

You know, that's funny, because
that's exactly how Swa feels about you.

Oh!

[gunfire continues outside]

- This bitch.
- What?

Velvet took this from me.

She stole your dildo out
of the Fortress of Solitude?

- What?
- Superman's crib.

Stop it. Stop it.
Shut the... up.

This is not a dildo.

It's not?

It's an exit strategy.

We need to sever the energetic
ties out this bitch.

Hold on.
Let me go handle it.

[gunfire outside]

Dee, thank God.
Look, y'all gotta go.

- What are you still doing here?
- We're trying to go.

Shit--

Kelvin!

I'm pu tting the gun
down, Velvet, okay?

You ain't gotta do this.

Just me.

No.

[both grunting]

[SPEAKER] How about cheese for
your pizza?

My bad.

[SPEAKER] Or perfect shredded
hash browns for breakfast?[gasps]

... vegetables, sliced, or shredded?
Nothing tops a salad like the shooter.

[Velvet choking]
JINGLE: Shooter, shooter.

Shooter electric slicer
shredder.

So you can fill an omelet, slie
a beet --

Shh, shh, shh.

- -make a soup, top a treat. Cleans up
easy, dishwasher safe, stores anywhere.

Original and
professional shooter--

QUINCY:
Velvet, where you at?

- You all should bounce.
QUINCY: Velvet!

I'll make sure
Quincy doesn't come looking.

Danger, come with us.

Find Deonte and get him the fuck
out of here.

[melancholy music]
Just drive. Don't look back.

[cocks gun]

- I got this.
- Danger.

Don't die.

[sighs]

[grunts]

[whimpers]

Okay, okay.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Look at me. There's a car parked
in the woods two blocks away.

My getaway driver is
going to be so happy to see you.

- Okay? Go.
- Please, do not tell her.

Okay. Okay.

Detroit is still haunted by
the 1995 disappearance

of six-year-old Deonte Brooks.

The first grader vanished from
the Northview Mall without a trace.

No suspects, no leads.
Simply gone.

VONDA: Deonte is a good boy
and we love him so much.

I know my baby
is still out there.

If you have any information about
where he is, please call the police.

And whoever has him,
please bring him back home.

We miss him.

DIARRA: I had solved
the mystery of Swa.

Solved the mystery of Danger.
I just had one more to go.

Would you rather
get a billion dollars...

Hmm-huh.

...and be the last Black
person on Earth?

Or you get $1,000, and you
always around your people?

I'm going to take the $1,000.

I'm going to go
with the grand.

Doesn't like yachts.

Got it.

You lose your people,
you lose yourself.

Hmm.

- Facts.
- Facts.

Were we real
or were we not real?

[pants]

I could swear we were real.

Diarra.

- Hi.
- Hi.

♪ ♪

[siren wailing]

DIARRA:
We gotta go.

We finally made it
to our second date.

♪ Baby, you understand me now ♪

♪ If sometimes
you see that I'm mad ♪

♪ Don't you know no one alive
can always be an angel ♪

♪ When everything goes wrong
you see some bad ♪

♪ But I'm just a soul ♪

♪ Whose intentions are good ♪

♪ Oh, Lord, please don't
let me be misunderstood ♪

♪ ♪

♪ You know, sometimes,
baby, I'm so carefree ♪

♪ With a joy
that's hard to hide ♪

♪ And then sometimes
again it seems ♪

♪ That all I have is worry ♪

♪ And then you're bound
to see my other side ♪

- ♪ But I... ♪
- At the tone,

please, record your message.

Look, I'm smart enough
to know there's no talking

you out of whatever dumb shit
you're doing.

Just want you to be safe.
Okay? And...

I want you to forgive me.

♪ ♪

♪ If I seem edgy ♪

♪ I want you to know ♪

♪ I never mean
to take it out on you ♪

♪ Life has its problems... ♪

Sir. I'm very sorry to
hear about your breakup.

Yeah, I remember.

You were the DJ,
night of the shooting.

Let me guess.
Last name Brickland?

[cell phone alert]

♪ Don't you know
I have faults like anyone? ♪

♪ Sometimes I find
myself alone ♪

Go ahead, friend.

♪ Some little foolish thing...♪

[dramatic music]

DIARRA:
I had found Deonte Brooks.

And yet I could fill up Ford
Field with everything I didn't know.

I didn't know that The Chief
was even closer than I thought.

I didn't know that not all of us
would make it to the end of this alive.

But I did know one thing.

I knew why there was still one image
from Velvet's house I just couldn't shake.

Confession...

I do believe more messes are
made racing toward happy endings

rather than just having
the courage to sit

in the uncomfortable,
unhappy middle.

So, where are we heading?

Listen, I wasn't
going to say anything,

but Aaron got a hit on one
of The Chief's shell companies.

And I don't know
if this helps you or not,

but it's one of those old
apartment buildings on High Street.

Vision, LLC. Okay?

And, yes, the PI shit
does kind of turn me on.

♪ ♪

- Mom!
- Shh! Daddy's working.

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