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(dramatic magical music)

(trademark sound mark)

(silence)

(rollfilm clatters)

("I Need a Dyme" by Kalvin Kosha)

♪ Dyme that's top of the line ♪

♪ He need a high dyme top of the line ♪

(audience cheering) ♪ He need a she need a ♪

♪ He need a dyme that's top of the line ♪

♪ High dyme that's top of the line ♪

♪ He need a she need a ♪

♪ He need a dyme that's top of the line okay ♪

♪ High dyme okay that's top of the line okay let's move ♪

♪ He need a dyme that's top of the line ♪

♪ She need a high dyme top of the line ♪

♪ Kosha daddy ♪

♪ I need a dyme shorty top of the line ♪

♪ Cute face slim waist now that ass is mine ♪

♪ I need a dyme shorty top of the line ♪

♪ Cute face slim waist now that ass is mine ♪

♪ Throw that ass if you tryna get this money ♪

♪ Chase a bag if you tryna get this money ♪

♪ Blow a stash if you tryna get this money ♪

♪ Holler back if you tryna make that ass go ♪

♪ Go go go go ♪ ♪ G-g-g-g- g-g-g-go ♪

♪ Throw that ahh' throw that ahh' yous a motherfuckin' ♪

♪ Pro pro pro pro ♪

♪ Holler back holler back holler back uh ♪

♪ Shorty she a winner gettin' bread uh-huh ♪

♪ Type of girl leave a nigga on read uh-huh ♪

♪ She got my picture hanging over her bed let go ♪

♪ To be a little motivation and she giving me head uh-huh ♪

♪ Send her ass to Mars when I eat her ♪

♪ Baby foreign so she probably need a visa ♪

♪ Let's make a movie baby I'ma need a teaser ♪

♪ Get on your knees baby I'm about to please ya' ♪

♪ Don't run from me shake that monkey ♪

♪ Girl you got brain we can get this money ♪

♪ Fresh without a stain like a Playboy bunny ♪

♪ I keep it Kosha babygirl you do the most I need a ♪

♪ I need a dyme shorty top of the line ♪

♪ Cute face slim waist now that ass is mine ♪

♪ I need a dyme shorty top of the line ♪

♪ Cute face slim waist now that ass is mine ♪

♪ Throw that ass if you tryna get this money ♪

♪ Throw that bag if you tryna get this money ♪

♪ Blow a stash if you tryna get this money ♪

♪ Spend that cash if you wanna see this ass go ♪

♪ Go go go go ♪ ♪ G-g-g-go g-g-g-go ♪

♪ Throw that ahh' throw that ahh' yous a motherfucking ♪

♪ Pro pro pro pro ♪ ♪ Pro pro pro pro ♪

♪ Holler back holler back holler back ♪

♪ He said he need a dyme that's top of the line ♪

♪ Cute face slim waist with a big behind ♪

♪ He said he never really seen when them bad bitches link up ♪

♪ That's when I go to Instagram and put that link up skrt ♪

♪ You wanna see me from the comfort of your own bed ♪

♪ You can watch me and my friends on the internet ♪

♪ I'ma dance I'ma tease make you really me ♪

♪ You gon' want to give me brain- ♪

(ethereal music)

(car doors opens)

(gravel rustling)

(cardboard rustling)

(car doors close)

(ethereal music continues)

(footsteps approaching)

(gravel rustles)

(footsteps receding)

(birds chirping)

(piano music)

(car engine approaching)

- No, I do not care that he is not-

No, I do not care about the lawsuit.

No, he was acquitted, he's not even on that anymore.

Are you insane?

(key jangle)

(car door opens)

No, no, absolutely not.

(car door closes) No, absolutely not.

Okay, are you into, no- (car locks alarm)

Hello, hello?

(kisses teeth) Whatever.

(footsteps approaching)

(knocking on door)

(RnB instrumental)

(RnB music fades out)

(knocking on door rhythmically)

(door latches open)

(upbeat music)

- What?

- Well, don't you look like shit?

- Well, hello to you too, damn.

Come right on in. (door closes)

(footsteps echoing)

(upbeat music continues)

- Reece.

(Reece chuckles)

I did not get you out of that jail cell

so you could sit around and mope all day.

- I mean, do you see the ankle monitor?

Did you expect me to be in Cabo or something?

- Okay, look, I understand that it's frustrating,

but I am doing my best to get you a little bit more freedom.

- I guess, whatever you say.

I mean, do you see what they're even saying about me?

Mr. RnB, Mr. you know...

Brie pushup- What, wait.

Did you know they refer to her as Mrs. Reece's Pieces?

(Alana laughs)

That's insulting.

Like, that's someone that I love, Alana.

- Dude, it makes absolutely no sense.

Literally, she was found in one piece.

(Alana laughing) - Alana.

- [Alana] Reece, stay off the socials.

- Okay, whatever.

(Alana exhales)

It's a joke to you.

- God, guess what?

Your PO, Langston?

He might actually be able to get you an over probation,

which means bye-bye ankle monitor.

- Okay, that's cool.

- [Alana] Yes.

- I mean- - [Alana] Yes.

- Appreciate that, but...

For real though, I mean, you always do come through for me

and I just want to say I appreciate you.

(Alana clicks tongue) (Alana inhales deeply)

(Alana exhales sharply)

- Don't be so dramatic, okay?

It's my job, you know?

And I'm pretty sure that you still have

a lot of fans, by the way.

- Do you mean the trolls that think I killed my ex?

I mean, I did have real, real fans.

The ones that would go to my shows...

- Mm-hmm. - Ask for autographs...

- Mm-hmm. - Line up for my concerts.

- Mm-hmm.

- And now that's just-

That's all gone.

(lofi piano music) (car engine approaching)

(car engine buzzing)

(piano music continues)

(car whooshes by)

(car engine revving into distance)

(piano music continues)

(Alana inhales deeply)

(Alana exhales deeply)

- This is, ugh.

- And I'm not gonna clean this by myself.

You gotta help me out. - Listen-

(Alana chuckles) You gon' clean this yourself.

- Well.

- Nasty stuff, how old are you?

(rubbing hands)

Oh God, I need to talk to the judge

about some supervised visits, I am not Molly the Maid.

Hmm-mm, hmm-mm.

- I mean, you can-

You can do that?

- I mean, they denied all of your allowances,

but I'm sure that I can file it under religious beliefs

or something.

I don't know, I'll run it by Langston.

- What's going on with this whole Mr. Langston?

Hmm?

(Alana laughs) (door bell rings)

- Oh, speaking of.

(footsteps receding)

(door bell rings)

(ethereal music)

(footsteps approaching) (door latches open)

- Hello, you have a package for delivery from Eva

for a Mr. Cory Brenham?

(Alana inhales deeply)

(Alana exhales sharply)

(paper rustles) You can sign here.

- Are you expecting a package from an Eva?

- [Reece] Yeah, go ahead and sign it.

(ethereal music)

(Alana scoffs)

(box thuds)

- [Eva] Thank you.

Reece? - Who?

- [Eva] Girl, Reece. - Hmm-mm.

- Seven time Grammy nomination?

Multi-time Billboard Performer of the Year?

Girl, voted Voice of the decade?

Mr. RnB! - Okay, look,

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

(Alana chuckles)

- Oh my God, I get it.

Cory Brenham, that's the name of his choir teacher.

His choir teacher from high school.

- Who are you?

Better yet, who sent you?

- Girl, I'm his biggest fan.

- Okay, well make like a fan and blow away.

- Alana Richards. (Alana sighs)

Oh my God, you're his lawyer.

I recognize you from TV, girl. - Great.

So lawsuit should be the first thing

that comes to your mind?

- Actually, social media does.

You guys wouldn't believe who I ran into

on my route- - Okay.

What is it going to take

to get you off of the property, fan girl?

- Well.

("I Need a Dyme" by Kelvin Kosha)

♪ Visa get on your knees baby I'm about to please ya' ♪

(Eva gasps) ♪ Don't run from me ♪

♪ Shake that monkey girl you got brain we can get this money ♪

♪ Fresh without a stain like a ♪

♪ Playboy bunny ♪ (smacks lips)

♪ I keep it Kosha babygirl you do the most I need a ♪

♪ I need a dyme shorty top of the line ♪

♪ Cute face slim waist now that ass is mine ♪

♪ I need a dyme ♪

(Eva sighs in admiration) ♪ Shorty top of the line ♪

♪ Cute face slim waist now that ass is mine ♪

♪ Throw that ass ♪

(Eva sighs in admiration) ♪ If you tryna get this money ♪

♪ Throw that back ♪ (knocking on door)

♪ If you tryna get this money ♪

♪ Blow a stash if you tryna ♪ (Eva exhales sharply)

♪ Get this money ♪

♪ Spend that cash if you wanna see this ass go ♪

♪ Go go go go ♪ ♪ G-g-g-go g-g-g-go ♪

(knocking on door)

♪ Throw that ahh' yous a motherfucking ♪

♪ Pro pro pro pro ♪ ♪ Pro pro pro pro ♪

(door latches open)

- Hey, Eva.

Look, I'm so sorry to ruin the party, but I just-

♪ Cute face slim waist with a big behind ♪

Oh.

♪ He said he never really seen- ♪

It's just you.

♪ When them bad bitches link up that's when- ♪

Well, now I don't feel so bad for not being invited.

(Gail chuckles)

- What do you want, Gail?

- I'm sorry, I just-

Would you mind turning the music down just a little bit?

I, midterms are just a bitch-

Bit much.

- Why did you just bitch up from saying the word bitch?

- I just-

Historically, it just has such a negative connotation

against women, you know, so I just-

I personally don't think anyone should be using the word,

especially women like us.

Unlike, um-

Unlike what you just demonstrated.

But I'm, I'm sorry, Eva.

I'm, I'm trying to do better

about not just assuming other people's gender identity.

So do you, do you identify as a woman?

♪ He need a he need a dyme ♪

- No, I identify as a bitch.

♪ Twerk sum' girl move sum' girl ♪

- I gotta admit, I'm, I was a little curious, uh,

'cause I never hear anything coming from your apartment.

Um, even when I put my ear to the wall with a cup.

So I just, I was curious what you were listening to...

♪ Go go go go ♪ ♪ G-g-g-go g-g-g-go ♪

Whoa.

- What, Gail?

- I just- Sorry.

How can you listen to this murdering piece of shit?

I mean, the fact that he's not behind bars

as we speak right now, shows that one,

if you're a celebrity, you can get away

with literally anything you want.

And two, society sees women as nothing, you know?

So, because he, he killed Brie Laura, literally.

Show me a pop icon, right?

She, she would've had so much further to go in her career,

but instead she was murdered by a thug who was clear-

Clearly, just clearly jealous of her star status.

I'm serious, Eva, what do you have to say for yourself?

- Get the fuck out.

- What?

- Get, get the fuck out.

- Okay, all right, I-

- Get the fuck out. - I was literally

just asking you a question, but okay whatever.

(door slams closed)

Crazy bitch.

("I Need a Dyme" by Kalvin Kosha)

♪ Baby I'ma need a teaser ♪

♪ Get on your knees baby I'm about to please ya' ♪

♪ Don't run from me shake that monkey ♪

♪ Girl you got brain we can get this money ♪

♪ Fresh without a stain like a Playboy bunny ♪

♪ I keep it Kosha babygirl you do the most I need a ♪

♪ I need a dyme shorty top of the line ♪

♪ Cute face slim waist now that ass is mine ♪

♪ I need a dyme shorty top of the line ♪

♪ Cute face slim waist now that ass is mine ♪

♪ Throw that ass if you tryna get this money ♪

♪ Throw that back if you tryna get this money ♪

♪ Blow a stash if you tryna get this money ♪

♪ Spend that cash if you wanna see this ass go- ♪

(RnB music)

(Alana moaning) (Langston groaning)

- [Langston] Oh shit, oh babe.

(Alana moaning)

Oh shit.

Ah, fuck.

Ah, fuck.

(Alana laughing)

(Alana moaning)

Ah, fuck.

- [Alana] Shh.

(Alana giggling) (Langston groaning)

(Alana laughing)

- God damn it, girl.

You give me the time of my life every fuckin' time.

Shit! (Alana giggles)

(car horn honking)

- Oh fuck.

- Oh shit, you good babe, you good.

(Alana laughs)

Damn.

- Okay. (Alana breathing heavily)

Oh fuck, okay.

- Whew! (Langston chuckling)

- I think we should tell Reece.

(Alana breathing heavily)

- Tell him we having an affair?

- No, they were thinking of getting him in with your momma.

- Oh, no, no, no, no.

I don't know, Alana, about that.

That is a conflict of interest, did you know that, Alana?

- All right. - Oh.

And there's my wife.

(Alana laughs)

What's so funny, why you laughing, girl, what the fuck?

- You literally couldn't pick your wife

out of a lineup 10 minutes ago.

- Well, we had talked about this plenty of times before

and I told you, I'm only here for one job.

- Mm-hmm.

- And that's to rehabilitate Reece back into society.

- Exactly... - You know that, so what's-

- Yes, yes, calm down, pipe down, please?

All I'm saying is, is that blickys

could be in a lot more comfortable setting.

All them damn bedrooms in that house

and you have me out here, backseat-hunching,

like we're a bunch of teenagers.

(freeway ambience)

- So what you saying, my celebrity 10 wheelers

don't get enough for you, babe?

- Absolutely not.

- Come on, Lana. - Yeah.

- Okay.

(Alana exhales)

(freeway ambience)

It's good enough for that neck though.

(Alana laughs)

("No Problem" by Kalvin Kosha)

♪ In the morning when you wake up ♪

♪ In the afternoon stay up ♪

♪ In the evening when you're sleeping ♪

♪ You some type of flower flower flower ♪

♪ Some type of flower flower flower ♪

♪ Uh-huh and if you hopin' if you dreaming ♪

♪ If you wishing you was shooting

with the stars big dipping ♪

♪ You got that power power power power ♪

♪ You got that power oh ♪

♪ You're romancin' with the rebels ♪

♪ Your friends on another level ♪

♪ Guess that's your problem ♪

♪ Mm mm hmm mm hmm mm aye ♪

♪ You're still dancing with the devils ♪

♪ And nobody wants to help ya' ♪

♪ Guess that's your problem it's not my problem no ♪

♪ But uh no sweat my pet ♪

♪ Private jets and yes you're timeless- ♪

(RnB music fades out)

- Delivery from Eva.

(ethereal music)

- Deliveries?

(Reece chuckles)

I didn't make any orders.

- I, I know, I-

I just wanted to thank you for the autograph, I...

I really appreciate it.

- Hold up.

You're that delivery girl, huh?

- Or Eva, or...

Your biggest fan.

- Biggest fan.

All right, so since you my biggest fan, I have an idea.

Can you help me with something?

- Uh-huh.

- [Reece] All right, follow me real quick.

- Okay.

("No Problem" by Kalvin Kosha)

♪ Problem no but uh ♪

♪ No sweat my pet private jets and yes you're timeless ♪

♪ It's no problem problem ♪

♪ It's no problem problem ♪

♪ And uh yo' neck yo' back yo' hair ♪

♪ Ecstasy baby we can go there it's no problem problem ♪

♪ It's no problem ♪

♪ It go boom dale boom boom baby ♪

♪ Go boom dale boom boom girl it's no problem- ♪

- [Reece] Gon' brag for a second if you don't mind.

This is one of the trophies I won at the MTV Awards in 2020.

This one right here is from the BET awards in 2019.

And of course you see that globe right there,

that's a metaphor for me tryna take over the world.

If you know what I mean?

- [Eva] Like Pinky and the Brain?

- [Reece] Like Pinky and the Brain.

- [Eva] Okay.

- And this is Picasso's-

One of Picasso's paintings

that I bought at one of the auctions out there in Europe

only four of these exist and I got one of them.

- [Eva] You got Picasso?

- Picasso, capital P.

- [Eva] Yeah.

- And right here we have the last part of my trophies,

right here is-

This one's from 2019 as well from the other MTV awards.

- Uh-huh.

- So I've been the two. - Uh-huh.

- And this is another picture of me being the-

I think that's from the Texas rodeo, I'm not sure.

- Okay.

- But uh, yeah, I mean it's pretty much my world.

What do you think about, about the-

- I think you have a nice house.

(ethereal music)

(glass shatters) (candy clattering)

(lips smack)

- Whoa, shit.

(Eva whispers) - Come here.

(lips smacking)

- Eva, Eva, Eva.

I'm sorry, but I can't.

- It's okay, handsome, I want this.

- [Reece] Hmm-mm. (lips smack)

No, it's just, it's because I know you're a fan, I'm just-

Just not trying to take advantage of you like that.

- Is it me?

- Hmm-mm, not at all, it's my lawyer.

She's, um...

She will kill me if we find out-

She would kill us if she found out about this.

- Who, Alana?

- Yes, Alana.

She's a control freak

and she sees everything as a potential lawsuit.

And I'm just not trying to give her any more issues.

I'm already tryna fight for my life

for everything that's going on.

(ethereal music)

And it seems that you already have some of that,

that you're used to already.

(dog tags clinking)

- Yeah.

I know all about living a life you don't want to live

and doing things you don't want to do.

See things you don't want to see.

(ethereal music continues)

- Did you have to kill people in the army?

- Well, over in Candora, my job was

to interrogate people by any means,

so death over there was just a casualty of war.

No more than collateral.

I still have nightmares about that.

(Eva exhales)

Hmm-mm.

(muffled gunshots) (car alarms blaring)

- Hey, hey, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Just relax, breathe. (Eva exhales sharply)

(Eva inhales deeply) Just breathe.

(Eva exhales sharply)

- Look, these nightmares are gonna pass, I promise you.

But in the meantime, you just gotta, just relax.

I mean, at least that's what I tell myself.

- You know, we're so much alike.

Both responsible for deaths that aren't our fault, you know?

You know, I wish I could just start new memories.

Start a new life.

(phone notification tone)

- Um.

Oh shit.

Wait, Eva, look, I'm sorry, but we gotta go.

- Why, we were just starting to have fun-

- We gotta go, we gotta go, we gotta go, come on.

- [Eva] But why?

Why?

- Look, my lawyer, right now, is with a cop outside

that's trying to send me away.

You're not supposed to be here.

If he finds out that you were here, I am done, okay?

(pocket knife unsheathes)

- I'll protect you.

- What the-

Are you crazy?

- Don't call me that.

(eerie music)

(knife sheathes)

(eerie piano music)

(footsteps approaching)

- Hold on, hold on, stay behind me.

(firearm unholsters)

(eerie piano music continues)

- Can you swim?

- Yeah.

- How long could you hold your breath for?

- For like a minute, why?

- All right, bet.

(footsteps approaching slowly)

(door latches open)

(firearm cocks)

Fuck man, you again with bullshit.

(sharp smack) - Stop!

Do not shoot him, let's.

(Reece sighs) (Reece whispers)

- [Reece] Why the fuck is he in the house again?

(eerie piano music) (inaudible quarreling)

- What the hell are you doing out there?

- Wha- (Reece exhales sharply)

This is my fucking house, what are you doing here?

Yo, why are you always with me, McNeil?

- You know exactly why.

Now I promised Brie family I was gon' bring back justice.

You running around outside like it's all fucking good.

Living your best life.

- What is so easy about fucking my life?

I have a fucking ankle monitor on, I can't go nowhere.

- I can't tell, 'cause you so all runnin' around

dipping in the pool, it look easy to me!

- Fuck!

(eerie ambience)

- Try little man.

Give me a reason to put yo' ass in the dirt.

(Alana smacks hands)

- Are you-

You need to leave, okay?

Before I sue your department

for harassment and intimidation.

(eerie ambience) (piano music)

- Yeah, okay. - Okay.

- Alana.

(piano music continues) (footsteps receding)

- Stay the fuck outta my house, bro!

- [McNeil] Fuck you.

(door latches open)

- Damn.

(door closes)

Look, I already know, she snuck out the back gate-

- [Alana] Mm-hmm. - So we're good.

- Mm-hmm, how dare you?

Shit on my hard work of getting you light supervision

so that you can sneak in a groupie.

- There's a difference between groupie and psycho.

And this girl was like military grade, psycho.

Like litter- You could see it.

- Military?

(Alana laughs)

Reece, are you telling me that you had sex

with the delivery girl?

- Hmm-mm, it wasn't sex.

- Are you-

(eerie piano music)

(Reece exhales)

- It wasn't like that, we-

She, she came in the house-

- [Alana] Mm-hmm?

- We were chilling... - [Alana] Mm-hmm?

- And then out nowhere she pulled out a knife!

She's fucking cra-

Like you could see the craziness in her eyes.

- Oh, oh, oh my God!

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my-

Duh, Reece!

Dude, when are you going to learn?

(Reece inhales deeply) (Reece exhales sharply)

- But that's why I pay you to do all the...

Taking care of everything, cleaning everything up,

right? - Mm, mm-hmm.

- [Reece] So we're good, you got this?

(eerie piano music)

- Save it.

I have my own delivery for Eva.

(eerie piano music continues)

(Eva screaming)

(eerie piano music continues)

(bed creaking) (Eva breathing heavily)

(car alarms blaring) (fire alarm blaring)

(firearms firing)

(piano music concludes)

(firearms firing) (car alarms blaring)

(tires screeching)

(car crashes) (glass shatters)

(Eva panting)

(eerie piano music)

(Eva panting in distress)

(eerie piano music continues)

(Eva breathing deeply)

(shirt rustling)

(Eva exhales)

(piano music concludes)

(billiard balls clattering)

- So you aren't going to the office today?

- I'm working from home today.

(billiard balls clattering)

- And there's something wrong with your home?

- I'm checking on my client and I'm working remotely.

Killing two birds with one stone.

- All right, so I know what you're tryna do.

I do not need a watchdog.

This ankle monitor is clearly more than enough.

- Clearly it's not.

- Okay, I get it.

I know that was stupid what I did,

but it was a one time thing.

I'm not gon' do it anymore. (door bell ringing)

- Reece, you not even the one

that I'm actually worried about.

(footsteps receding) (door bell rings)

(ethereal music)

(door latches open)

(soft pat)

Eva, I know that you got my email.

What part of, you do not belong here, do you not understand?

- I wanna talk to Reece.

- Absolutely not.

- Please?

I need somebody to talk to.

- Consult a therapist. (dog tags clinking)

Go to church.

Anything, but be here.

- Reece! - Out.

- Reece, Reece, Reece!

- Look, I'm only gonna tell you this once,

if I see you here again,

I'ma have you arrested for trespassing.

You understand me?

(ethereal music)

(door shuts closed)

(footsteps receding)

(eerie screech)

(window thud)

(eerie ambience)

(eerie ambience continues)

(door creaks open)

- Hey.

(door latches closed)

Your door was cracked open.

- [Eva] So that meant invite yourself in?

- Okay, I was concerned.

Are you okay?

Ugh, is this what I think it is?

I should go take this out to the dumpster where it belongs.

Ugh.

(bedding rustles)

(footsteps approaching) (eerie ambience)

I was just kidding, Eva.

(intense drumming)

Eva, what are you doing?

(knife slicing) (knife punctures)

What the fu- (Gail grunting)

(body thumps)

(Gail coughing)

Eva?

Eva, I'm sorry, okay?

I didn't mean- (Gail coughing)

I didn't mean to, okay?

I'm sorry.

(Gail coughing)

(eerie music continues)

(coughing stops) (fridge door opens)

(fridge door closes)

(water bottle wrinkles)

(piano music)

(wind ambience)

(eerie ambience)

(door latches open)

(soft thuds)

(hard thump)

- Shit!

The fuck?

Shit. (firearm holsters)

Hey, hey, hey! (Gail breathing haltingly)

Look at me, look at me, look at me.

I need you to stay with me, okay?

I'ma get EMTs, I'ma get help here quickly.

(Gail breathing haltingly)

Hey, hey, look at me, look at me.

I'ma need you to hold pressure there while I call somebody.

Okay, look at me, breathe, breathe, breathe.

(phone flips)

This is Officer Langston.

I have a female, 20, that needs immediate medical attention.

I'm at 6-1-9 Spring Park, get help right away.

Ma'am, look at me, look at me.

I got somebody on the way, okay?

I need you to breathe.

Breathe, stay with me, stay with me.

(Gail breathing haltingly)

Stay with me, stay-

Breathe. (Langston breathing deeply)

Shit.

(Gail breathing haltingly)

Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe.

Hold pressure, hold it, hold it tight, hold it tight.

Look at me, breathe.

(Langston breathing deeply)

(fireplace crackling)

(Reece sniffs) (footsteps approaching)

(Alana sighs) - So you know how much

I need to say, I told you so, right?

- Since when?

- You got a point.

We have good news and we have bad news.

- And what's that?

- Eva's neighbor, she's stable.

But McNeil is already on the case

and he's wondering why your probation officer is involved.

(Reece whispers) - Oh, shit.

- Mm-hmm.

- Damn, so that means...

- Yeah. - Now he's gon' try to plant

this shit on me?

- Exactly. - Fuck.

- It wouldn't been McNeil if he didn't.

- Okay, so what now?

- I'm gonna go to court and I'm gonna ask the judge

to place you under emergency protection.

- Protection against Eva or McNeil?

- Both.

- Of course.

(drink trickles)

(footsteps receding)

(ethereal music)

(Reece sighs)

(footsteps receding)

(footsteps approaching)

(car whooshes past)

(car door opens)

(keys jingling)

(Alana exhales sharply)

(car door closes)

(Alana coughs)

(car engine fires up)

(Alana exhales in relief)

Okay.

(intense eerie music)

(Alana breathing haltingly)

(Alana coughing)

(Alana shrieking haltingly)

(eerie music continues)

(clock bell ringing rhythmically)

- Maliyah, I don't care what it takes,

I need you to get me that information as soon as possible.

All right? (Reece exhales sharply)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, put a search out on that

and I need you to get me the information

as soon as possible, I need to know, immediately.

(glass clinks) Right now.

(fridge door closes)

(Langston exhales sharply) Okay.

(door latches open)

- God, this motherfucker again, bro.

(Reece exhales)

- Alana Richards was found dead

in her vehicle early this morning.

Looks like an apparent homicide.

So the problem with that is,

not only do I got an attempted murder case on my hands,

but I got a murder case as well.

(smacks table)

- [Reece] Fuck.

(footsteps approaching)

- And outta all this craziness,

you know what the number one common denominator is?

It's you.

- Man, what the fuck? - Hey, nigga, chill.

Aye, chill, Reece, chill!

- Langston, control your-

(indistinct quarreling)

Aye, aye, calm down!

Calm down, it's all right.

- I will!

- Hey look, we gotta deal with this sensibly, all right?

And you know damn well you can't blame this on him,

McNeil, you know that. - Oh really, really?

- Yeah, yeah.

- So then tell me this,

why in the hell was Eva Murphy over here in the first place?

On the inside of his house.

'Cause I know she was delivering packages.

So, come on, Reece, tell me.

You went from ordering packages to ordering murders?

- This fucking dude.

- Man, are you listening to yourself?

Look, this is exactly why those accusations

that you made in this trial didn't stick.

- No, the accusations didn't stick

because he got good representation.

Oh, correction.

Had good representation.

- Man, what the f-

- Nah, man, he ain't fucking worth it, bro, lea-

- Fuck this shit, bro.

- Look, why don't you do your job and find Eva Murphy, huh?

How about you do that, can you do that?

I'ma do my job and I'ma definitely find her

and when I do, both of y'all better pray to God

she confess to acting alone.

Because if she tell me something different,

the only songs he gon' be making

is from a God damned prison cell!

- Fuck you, McNeil.

Fuck yourself.

(McNeil scoffs) (cellphone ringing)

- [McNeil] I'ma pretend I didn't hear that.

- Langston.

What?

(Langston sighs)

All right, look, keep her there, I'm on my way, all right?

Look, call a nearby unit

and have 'em keep eyes on the place, all right?

I gotta make a quick run.

- Hey, I think you forgetting about who outranks who here.

(eerie ambience)

Langston!

(McNeil sighs)

- Like, you always trying to

bring your bullshit in my house!

Get the fuck out, man.

(ethereal music)

(birds chirping)

(ethereal music continues)

(ethereal music fades out)

(birds chirping in distance)

(silence)

- Oh, you miss it, don't you?

(eerie music)

- Eva?

How the fuck did you get past security?

- Oh, uncle Sam taught me well.

Have you eaten today?

I'm starving.

- Okay, what do you want?

I got you, you want some pancakes, bacon?

I can make some eggs?

(eerie music continues)

Whatever you want.

(footsteps receding rapidly)

- Oh, Reece.

(intense drum music)

(scrimmaging)

- [Reece] Fuck off me.

Damn.

(Eva & Reece panting)

Something's fucking wrong with you, crazy ass.

(cable tie zips)

(intense drum music continues)

(Reece panting and grunting)

(cable tie zips)

- Okay, so you don't like being surprised.

Noted.

- [Reece] Get the fuck off me, Eva!

(Eva grunting)

(Reece yelling)

- [Reece] Eva, Eva!

(intense music fades out)

(car door opens)

(car door closes)

(footsteps approaching)

(car door latches open)

- Nope, no, no, no, no, no, no, Gail.

You staying right here, Gail.

I saved your life and you go and you check yourself out

right after emergency surgery?

Why Gail, why did you do that?

- Blame the doctor for telling me

that Eva murdered Reece's lawyer

in the courthouse parking lot, I mean-

- Oh my God.

- What if she finds out I'm alive?

What's gonna stop her from coming into the hospital

and murdering me?

- Gail, we purposely kept you out of the media

to protect you.

As far as she knows, you're dead, you're not even alive.

- Oh, oh.

- Well, I'm not going back.

- Look Gail, look, I understand that you are a student

and you have no local relatives, but I do not

recommend you going back to your apartments, all right?

I do not recommend it.

- Don't you have the place under like 24/7 surveillance,

because you're looking for Eva?

That's called free security.

- Gail, I- (Langston stammers)

You know what?

I hate to say it, you got a point.

You know, maybe I need to take Reece to your apartments.

(Gail chuckles)

- Sorry, there's no vacancies.

- Well, look, I want you to stay here, okay?

Do not move. (car door closes)

- Yes, sir.

(footsteps receding)

(intense drum music)

(glove box latches open)

(city ambience) (drum music continues)

(eerie piano music)

(Reece inhales deeply) (chains rattling)

(Reece grunts)

- [Reece] Eva, get me the fuck outta this!

- Babe.

Don't tell me you're still trying to fight

to get away from me?

(Reece breathing heavily)

- [Reece] Don't call me babe.

- But babe, you're my everything.

You'll realize that eventually.

- Eva, why'd you kill Alana?

- I had to sweetheart.

You know, she would've never allowed us

to be together, right?

- And you think that you could force me to be with you?

- Well...

That's on you.

(Reece breathes sharply)

- I don't know what you, what you're trying to make,

what you're trying to do, but you just need to quit it.

Just leave now and I won't tell anybody that you were here.

(piano music)

- Oh, you really do care about me.

- [Reece] Of course I care about you, Eva.

- Aw.

(Reece sighs)

(Reece grunts)

(Eva shushing)

Relax.

(piano music continues)

(Eva chuckles)

You know what's funny?

(metal clatters)

I don't feel a lot of care coming from down there.

- I don't do bondage.

- You know what? That's okay.

You probably just need a little bit energy.

(chains rattle)

(Reece exhales)

- Oh, man, you fucking crazy, man.

(paper rustling)

(eerie music)

I don't want no damn sandwich, Eva!

(hard thud) (chains rattle)

(eerie ambience)

- See, why'd you have to make me hurt you, babe?

All you had to do was obey.

(eerie drum music)

When I tell you it's chow time, I mean it!

You understand what I'm saying, Reece?

So we're gonna try this again.

Take a bite.

(flesh rips)

(Eva screams)

(intense eerie music)

(hard thuds) (Reece grunting)

- Fuck!

- You must think I'm that real hard bitch, huh?

Well, I'm not! (Reece coughing)

I got something for you though.

I'm gonna give you a minute to clear your mind

to think about everything.

(Eva exhales sharply)

(paper rustling)

When I come back,

there better not be a crumb of this sandwich left.

(chains rattle) (sandwich flops)

- You're fucking crazy!

Psychotic bitch!

(chains rattle) Eva, get me out of this shit!

(Reece panting)

(metal rattling)

(Reece breathing deeply)

Eva!

(piano music)

(metal rattling)

(soft thuds)

(hard thump) (metal rattling)

(chains rattling)

(eerie music continues)

(birds chirping)

(Reece grunting)

(gravel rustling)

(Reece grunting)

(eerie music continues)

(footsteps approaching)

(gravel rustling)

(Reece yelling)

(Eva whispers) - Ah, I'm sorry.

(Reece groaning)

(eerie music)

(birds chirping)

(door creaks closed)

(birds chirping)

(silence)

(metal door latches open)

(metal door closes)

(Eva vocalizing) Freeze, wake up.

(Eva sighs)

I'm sorry I had to move you.

I had to make sure that we were alone.

(eerie piano music)

I thought you'd be happier

that your ankle monitor was gone now.

(Reece groaning)

Hey, hey, hey, hey, Reece, calm down.

Calm down, baby, calm down.

Now let's- (Reece groans)

Let's talk about this like adults, okay?

(Reece groans)

Now, you know, communication is key

for a healthy relationship.

Now, you gotta promise me...

When I take this off your mouth,

promise me you won't yell, okay?

Promise me you won't yell, okay?

(eerie music concludes)

(Reece grunts & coughs)

You promised you wasn't gonna yell.

(Eva giggling)

- Eva, what the fuck did you do to my leg?

- I didn't want you to run away.

(eerie piano music)

- [Reece] But you already drugged me and tied me up.

- Well, that wasn't enough.

You see, everybody I've ever known has ran away from me.

My mom died at birth.

Then my dad abandoned me after that.

Then I went from foster home to foster home.

And I thought I found my tribe when I joined the army,

but when things got heavy with that, they-

They left me too.

All I ever wanted was love, but...

I just seems to scare people away.

But now you're stuck with me.

And soon enough you'll be begging for my love as well.

Unless you don't reciprocate my feelings.

(pocket knife unsheathes)

But, you know, no woman likes to wait forever.

(eerie piano music)

(pocket knife sheathes)

(glass clinks)

(piano music continues)

(soda hisses)

(Reece chokes) (liquid splatters)

(Reece coughing)

Is that enough?

(coughing continues)

- Can I ask you something?

- [Eva] Huh?

Anything, honey.

- Where are we?

(Eva laughs hysterically)

(eerie music)

- Oh, oh, oh Reece.

You- You are funny.

We're at home.

(Eva laughs)

(laughing fades)

(silence)

(footsteps approaching)

(plates clinking)

(chair scraping)

(utensils clinking)

(Eva exhales heavily)

Aren't we so lucky that Alana went shopping recently?

(utensils screech) (utensils clinking)

I mean, I personally wouldn't pick these things

when I went to a store, but you know,

Alana's gonna be Alana, so, I mean, it is what it is.

Babe, don't let your food get cold, eat up.

(Eva exhales sharply)

(utensils clink)

(pocket knife unsheathes)

(Eva clears throat)

(soft thuds)

(utensils clink)

That's better.

(knife sheathes)

Maybe we can watch some TV after this.

(Eva exhales proudly)

(ethereal music)

(Eva humming cheerfully)

Reezy, wake up baby.

Reezy?

Baby, wake up.

(smacks lips)

(ethereal music continues)

(lips smacking)

- [Reece] I'm up, I'm up, I'm up.

- Okay, well it's time to wake him up.

(Reece exhales sharply)

Babe, I'm starting to think you have erectile dysfunction.

- Well, I'm sorry, I can't get hard for my abuser.

- Oh, that's all you had to say.

(bedding rustles) (footsteps receding)

(footsteps approaching) (bedding rustles)

(Eva breathing heavily)

Well, since I'm the only woman that you're gonna be with,

if your penis doesn't work,

did that mean that you don't need it, right?

Hmm.

Yeah.

That's more like it.

That's more like it.

(Eva giggling)

(Reece exhales sharply)

- Come on.

- [Gail] Seriously.

(footsteps approaching)

(Langston mutters to self)

- Gail, Gail, please- - Absolutely not.

- You my only hope.

Gail, I need you to do this for me.

Please, just do this for me.

- I couldn't give less of a shit, okay?

Your flunky cops are not here-

- [Langston] I know. - Like you said they would be.

And I'm sorry, let, um-

Let me get this straight.

You are asking me to actively bait-

- [Langston] Yeah.

- The woman who just tried to murder me?

- Yes. - [Gail] Are you forgetting

that I left the hospital out of fear?

- No, Gail, no, I didn't forget that.

Matter of fact, that's actually what gave me the idea

to do this in the first place.

- Oh.

- Okay, look, look.

Gail, if you do this for me, I promise you,

I will be your personal bodyguard

until we see this thing through.

I promise you, Gail, just come on, do this for me.

I need you to do this for me, please?

- Fine. (Langston claps)

- [Langston] Oh, thank you.

- How do you know this is even gonna work though?

- Oh, it'll work. - I mean, because

what if we choose the wrong station?

- No, look, Reece being kidnapped

by crazy ex-military psycho?

That's national news.

So trust me, no matter who you tell this story to,

she will receive the message.

- Take your word for it.

- [Langston] Yes, take my word for that.

(eerie ambience)

(Reece exhales sharpy) (footsteps approaching)

(cushioned thump)

(slices apple)

(apple crunching)

- I see you're watching your favorite TV show.

You're conceited. (Eva scoffs)

(slices apple)

(apple crunches)

What's wrong, babe?

- This damn leg is still killing me.

You don't got any more painkillers?

- Reece, I told you I'm trying to ration those out.

At least until we get to Mexico.

(slices apple) (apple crunching)

- Mexico, what the fuck are you talking about?

- We can't stay here, silly.

When things die down, I have a comrade in Mexico

who is gonna get us some new identities and a place to stay.

But that's not the best part.

Guess what? (apple crunches)

- [Reece] What?

(Eva chuckles)

- [Eva] We are getting married.

(slices apple) (apple crunches)

(Eva giggles)

- Do you-

I don't think you understand that I'm famous.

So wherever we go, they're gonna be able to identify me

and you as well, don't you see what's going on?

- Reece, baby, relax.

We're gonna get plastic surgery.

That way, we'll be unrecognizable

and we'll be able to live a happy life.

(slicing apple)

- So I guess it's just, just no other option then?

- So handsome, so smart.

How did I get so lucky?

Plus, having a new face isn't a bad thing for you anyway.

- [Reece] What, what are you talking about?

- Babe, they hate you in Mexico.

You know, your ex was half Mexican and you murdered her.

(Reece exhales haltingly)

- Okay, so we just gonna go to Mexico

and they're gonna just fix my foot?

- Reece, why do you have to be an asshole?

I'm trying my best to make sure that we have

a happy and safe future

and you're still sitting here being rude.

What the fuck is your problem?

- Can you please just give me some more pain meds, please?

(Eva chewing)

(Eva smacks tongue) - You know what?

You're lucky that I love you.

(metal thuds)

(footsteps receding)

(dramatic music)

- [Reece] About to see how lucky I am right now.

Ah, shit.

(intense drum music)

(Reece grunting)

- [Eva] What the fuck?

- Welcome back to our continuing coverage

of the brutal attack in an apartment complex

on the north side of Houston.

I'm Sharon Ford reporting live here at the hospital,

where stabbing victim, Gail Vincent called into the station

to tell viewers about her night of terror.

Gail, tell us how you feel.

- [Gail On Phone] Yeah, no, I, I'm definitely very grateful

to still be alive, um...

But uh, after learning more about Eva Murphy, I gotta admit,

I'm not really surprised that I'm still breathing.

(Eva exhales sharply) (footsteps receding rapidly)

Because I mean, honestly, she's a failure.

(intense music)

And as much as I think-

(intense music continues)

(footsteps approaching rapidly)

- I thought I killed this bitch.

Oh my fuck, oh my-

(clattering)

The fuck? (cushioned thump)

How is this bitch still alive?

What the fuck?

Oh my, fuck!

(hard thump)

Who the fuck do this bitch think she is?

(intense music continues)

You know what?

I should have fucking cut her head off

and pissed in her fucking throat!

- [Gail On Phone] Just, seen a pattern-

You know what, that's exactly what the fuck I'm gonna do.

- [Gail On Phone] She's a failure, you know?

Like a complete and utter failure!

- Failure, me, a failure, the fuck?

- [Gail On Phone] And everyone needs to see

that she's a failure, a total failure!

(long beep)

(remote clatters)

(intense music)

(Eva exhales sharply)

(Eva breathing deeply)

- Babe, you don't think that I'm a failure, do you?

- [Reece] Of course not.

- Reece, your opinion means the world to me.

So don't lie to me.

Don't protect my feelings.

You don't think that I'm a failure, do you?

- Eva, look at me.

You're far from a failure.

It's just like you said before,

we're both just misunderstood, okay?

(ethereal music)

- You really do understand me.

So I shouldn't go back to my bitch of a neighbor's apartment

and kill her ass, because I fucked up

and didn't do it the first time, right?

Because if you were to say that I should go back and do it,

then you'd be contradicting yourself.

And that would be dumb of me to leave you here

all by yourself and defenseless.

Just to go get vengeance on her, right?

(Reece exhales)

- Right.

(Eva exhales in relief)

- I love you so much.

You keep me sane, you know that?

Hmm.

(ethereal music continues)

(door latches open)

- Eva Murphy, if you here, you better make yourself known!

- Stay close to me, okay?

(firearm cocks) (door creaks open)

(eerie ambience)

(light switches on)

(door creaks closed)

(eerie ambience)

(firearm holsters)

All right, we're clear.

(footsteps receding)

(paper rustles)

- Are you all right?

- Yeah.

- [Langston] Uh-huh?

- Just thinking of the fact

that this could have been where I took my last breath.

So, so...

- Yeah, it's tough to think about.

- You found anything?

- No.

Nothing that's gonna lead me to it just yet, nah.

But there's gotta be something here.

There's gotta be something in here.

- Can I help you look?

- [Langston] No Gail, you cannot help me look.

- All right, I see, so I can be bait,

but I can't be an active part of this investigation?

- Wow, you must be an A student, huh?

- I am, thank you for noticing.

However, apparently I'm still too intellectually inept

to be an active part of this investigation?

- Oh my God, look,

I agreed to be your personal protection, all right?

And that's still not enough for you?

- No.

- God damn, why does your whole generation

feel so damn entitled, huh?

Explain that to me.

- I don't know, but while you ponder that,

I'm gonna go check out her medicine cabinet,

'cause I have a feeling homegirl is on a bad lapse.

[Langston] No, Gail.

Gail, Gail! (eerie piano music)

(door creaks open) God damn,

she's flippin' hard headed, man.

(phone ringing)

Oh, this motherf-

- Langston, what the hell are you doing?

- Police work, but I'm sure you wouldn't know nothing

about that, now would you?

- You know what, I'm really tired

of you being a little arrogant asshole.

- Well, how do you think I feel about you?

(McNeil scoffs) - You know what?

I should have went with my first mind

and never let you roll with me in the first place.

You think you an investigator?

Well, newsflash, you not.

You think you could do my job better than me?

You can't.

All you is and all you ever gon' be

is a God damned babysitter with a badge.

- My God, knew I should have brought a gas mask

for all this toxic masculinity.

Jesus Christ, this head males are just vile and disgusting.

- What the hell is she doing there?

You trying to blow this whole case?

- Well, what can I say?

Yo' lack of results, even inspires regular citizens

to pick up your slack, imagine that.

- You know what? (McNeil scoffs)

I'm sick of your arrogant bullshit.

We gon' see how tough your is when you ain't got that badge,

'cause I'm going straight to the chief with this one.

- Well, yeah, you go snitch to the chief, all right?

You snitch to him while I finish up your work.

(piano music continues)

Stupid motherfucker.

(hard thud) - Fucking believable,

he gon' blow this whole God damned case.

(eerie music)

(piano music continues) Let's go, Gail.

- Oh, so now you want my help?

- [Langston] No Gail, let's go.

- Of course you do, this is classic,

this is absolutely classic. - [Langston] Let's go.

(door creaks closed)

(eerie ambience)

- In just a few moments.

Everything's gonna be all better.

(smacks lips)

I promise.

- Crazy bitch.

(footsteps receding)

(piano music)

- Reece, it's our anniversary.

- And it's not our anniversary.

- I can't believe you'd say that to me, on our anniversary.

Especially after everything that I've done.

(eerie piano music)

- It's not our anniversary.

(eerie music intensifies)

It is not our fucking anniversary!

(checkers stones clatter)

(Reece breathing heavily)

Do you know why?

Because we are not a couple.

We are not friends, we are nothing!

(eerie music intensifies)

(hard thud) Nothing!

(eerie piano music)

I am just a prisoner and you are nothing more

but a warden to me.

(piano music continues)

- Do you know how lucky you are

to have somebody like me love you?

(Reece scoffs)

- I feel pity for you.

(Reece collects saliva) (Reece spits)

(piano music continues)

(Eva exhaling hesitantly)

You are the most delusional person I've ever met in my life.

Do you honestly think someone like me

would ever be with you?

I don't care if you think you're one of my biggest fans.

I don't care if you can recite any of my songs.

Do you know the type of women that I mess with?

I mess with bad bitches, not crazy motherfuckers like you!

(eerie music intensifies)

Yes, you are fucking crazy.

You are clinically insane!

No one of my caliber would ever give you a chance.

(Reece chuckles)

And you think, because we go to Mexico,

my feelings are just supposed to magically change?

(Eva exhales)

You can keep me locked up.

You can keep me drugged up, nothing will change.

I would never!

Never love you.

You are a pathetic piece of shit

and should have died in the Middle East.

No one would even fucking miss you if you fucking died!

(eerie piano music)

(checkers board clattering)

(eerie music intensifies and fades out)

(Eva laughs)

- Wow.

That was sexy as fuck!

(Eva laughing)

Baby, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm-

I'ma make it up, okay?

I, I got a surprise for you, Reece.

One second baby, I got a surprise, just one second, wait.

(Reece panting)

- Got something for this fucking-

Fucking crazy motherfucker.

(Reece inhales deeply) (pocket knife unsheathes)

(intense eerie music)

(Reece breathes deeply)

(pocket knife clunks)

(Reece breathes deeply)

(eerie music)

(crickets chirping)

(footsteps approaching)

- See, Reezy?

I remember this tour Reezy.

I drove seven hours from base

and waited six hours in line just to see you.

See?

(lips smacking)

(eerie music intensifies)

(knife punctures)

(Eva groaning)

(knife punctures)

(eerie music continues)

(furniture rumbling)

(knife clatters)

(Eva groaning)

(Reece exhales sharply)

(eerie music intensifies)

(Eva grunting)

(Reece thumps onto ground)

(Eva grunting)

(knife punctures)

(Reece yowling)

(intense music intensifies)

(Eva groaning)

(Eva panting)

(Reece coughing)

(Eva crying)

Oh no.

- [Reece] Eva, Eva.

(Reece coughs)

(eerie music intensifies)

(knife puncturing) (Reece groaning)

- [Langston] Drop it, drop it!

Let him go!

- Get out!

- Let him go right now!

- Get out.

You weren't invited to our home, get out!

- Shoot this motherfucker, Langston, shoot her.

- Drop the knife!

(eerie music)

- Out.

- Just shoot her, she's my biggest fan.

She's not gonna kill me, bro.

- You're right and I'll always be your biggest fan.

Even in internal life.

- [Langston] No!

(knife punctures) (Reece grunts)

- This is for Alana, you crazy fucking bitch!

(firearm fires)

(body thumps) (firearm clatters)

(Eva panting)

(knife clatters)

(silence)

(footsteps approaching)

- I mean, sure, you left me for dead,

but that viciousness is just a byproduct

of the manipulation, of the fabrication, of caring,

that killed Brie Laura.

(eerie music)

Like this cop tried to manipulate me

to take down a fellow woman.

They think that we're just pawns

that they can use and discard whenever they please.

But look at 'em now.

(eerie music intensifies)

(Eva grunting)

(Gail chuckles)

(knife punctures) (Gail groans)

(body thumps) (firearm clatters)

(knife puncturing)

- Why didn't you come earlier?

I didn't want to kill him.

(Eva crying)

(Eva yowls)

(Eva panting)

(eerie music intensifies)

(body thumps)

(eerie piano music)

(footsteps approaching)

(eerie ambience)

(McNeil sighs)

(McNeil sighs)

(firearm skids)

(Reece coughing)

- Yeah, this is Detective McNeil.

Listen, send the ambulance right now, the 1-2-2-4 Lane Way.

Send homicide too, it's a blood bath here,

but Reece is still alive but barely.

So send somebody quick.

All right.

(ethereal music)

Now stay with me, stay with me, help is on the way, shit.

(McNeil whispers) Stay with me.

(McNeil sighs)

(ambulance sirens blaring)

- Horrific breaking news coming out of Houston, Texas.

As controversial music star, Reece Reezy

is in critical condition following a vicious attack.

The superstar is suffering life-threatening injuries

at the hands of a deranged fan that-

Just coming in, I'm hearing the bodies

of two other individuals were found inside the home,

in a gruesome scene.

The victims have not yet been identified.

Investigators tell us Reece was allegedly kidnapped

while on house arrest for involuntary manslaughter.

Following the death of his pop star girlfriend, Brie Laura.

This is truly a multi-layered tragedy

and our prayers go out to all involved.

Now, for the first time in years over our airwaves,

here's one of Reece's biggest hits.

Sharon Ford-

(ethereal piano music)

(cellphone dialing)

(cellphone vibrating)

- Sis, I need help.

I fucked up.

(cars whooshing by)

(eerie piano music)

(car engine fires up)

(gravel rustling) (tires screeching)

(car engine roaring)

("No Problem" by Kalvin Kosha)

♪ In the morning when you wake up ♪

♪ In the afternoon stay up ♪

♪ In the evening when you're sleeping ♪

♪ You're some type of flower flower flower ♪

(car engine approaching)

♪ Some type of flower ♪

(car whooshes by)

♪ Uh-huh and if you're hoping if you're dreaming ♪

♪ If you wishing you was shooting

with the stars big dipping ♪

♪ You got that power power power power ♪

♪ You got that power oh ♪

♪ You're romancing with the rebels ♪

♪ Your friends on another level ♪

♪ Guess that's your problem hmm mm hmm mm hmm ♪

♪ Aye you're still dancing with the devils ♪

♪ And nobody wants to help you ♪

♪ Guess that's your problem ♪

♪ It's not my problem no ♪

♪ But uh no sweat my pet ♪

♪ Private jets and yes you're timeless it's no problem ♪

♪ It's no problem problem ♪

♪ And uh yo' neck yo' back yo' hair ♪

♪ Ecstasy baby we can go there it's no problem ♪

♪ It's no problem ♪

♪ It go boom dale boom boom baby ♪

♪ Go boom dale boom boom girl it's no problem ♪

♪ It's no problem no problem no problem listen uh ♪

♪ I ain't cuffing baby if it's a charade ♪

♪ If I don't trust you getting cut and that's a fade oh ♪

♪ I ain't trippin' 'bout how much money you made no ♪

♪ Just as long as we writing the same page ♪

♪ Working hard babygirl you need a raise ♪

♪ Never sweating what your haters gon' say ♪

♪ Got bills we just tryna get paid ♪

♪ And getting laid in the moonlight shade ♪

♪ I been shooting for the stars in a minefield ♪

♪ I just want you hold me down 'til the smoke clears ♪

♪ I ain't trippin' 'bout the feelings that you don't feel ♪

♪ This love is real oh ♪

♪ You want a king in the streets a freak in the sheets ♪

♪ We sippin' cocktails baby that's on me ♪

♪ I know love smells when you cut the cheese ♪

♪ We go through hell to the third degree but uh but uh ♪

♪ No sweat my pet ♪

♪ Private jets and yes you're timeless it's no problem ♪

♪ It's no problem problem ♪

♪ And uh yo' neck yo' back yo' hair ♪

♪ Ecstasy baby we can go there it's no problem ♪

♪ It's no problem ♪

♪ But uh no sweat my pet ♪

♪ Private jets and yes you're timeless it's no problem ♪

♪ It's no problem ♪

♪ And uh yo' neck yo' back yo' hair ♪

♪ Ecstasy- ♪

(music concludes)

(silence)