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- Brick, when you get outta jail?

- The fuck do it matter when I got out?

So this is what the fuck you was doing while I was in jail?

- How the fuck your son supposed to pay my bills?

- Here's the deal, Captain.

We've had several of your officers under surveillance

for quite some time now.

And our investigation is almost done.

And the moment that it is,

we will begin to start making arrests.

- What the fuck your little riddles supposed to mean to me?

- It means this my shit.

Quick deed to the club signed by Tiffany over a year ago.

- How the fuck do you know Brick anyway?

- Kyra, I'm a cop.

Every cop in the city knows who the fuck this nigga is, man.

- Now you sounding just like my ex.

- You fuckin' my ex-fiance, nigga?

- What?

- And you go from fuckin' a nigga I'm investigating,

to fuckin' my own damn partner?

- So how long you been fuckin' my wife, dog?

(intense hiphop instrumental music)

- Does it even fuckin' matter?

(gun fires)

- Nah, it don't.

- Hello?

My husband's been shot!

He needs help right now!

* Ready up *

* She said she wanna go to Motown *

* Wanna see how it is *

* That's 'cause she knows that there ain't no town *

* In the world that could sound like this *

* She wanna kick it into drive *

* She wanna move forward on with her life *

* Fast cars, fast life, that's my town *

* Livin' in the fast lane, can't slow down *

* Come and visit Motown, city of the blues *

* Feel like Berry Gordy when I step inside this booth *

* I need a Diana who gonna come and sing the tunes *

* Or I could hit up Sada when I need to bust a move *

* Yeah baby, I'm from Motown *

* Wanna see how it is *

* That's cause she know that there ain't no town *

* In the world that could sound like this *

* She wanna kick it into drive *

* She wanna move forward on with her life *

* Fast cars, fast life, that's my town *

* Livin in the fast lane, can't slow down *

* Come and visit Motown, won't slow down *

(ominous music)

(keypad beeps)

- Chief.

- Doc.

- Prosecutor.

- Doc.

So, what's going on? Are there any updates?

- The road to recovery is going to be a long one.

Patient suffered a lot of trauma.

- About how long, would you say?

I mean 'cause if I'm being honest, Doc,

I'm kind of concerned for his safety,

especially with him being a witness

in such a high profile case.

- I understand.

However, the patient's vital signs

hasn't been stabilized for 48 hours.

That's a long time.

- Which means what?

- It means the patient must remain here.

At least until the vitals improve.

I'm sorry, but that's hospital's policy.

- Understand this.

Allow no visitors in this room

unless approved by me and me only.

- I'll make sure all staff on duty

is aware of these restrictions.

I'll do that now.

Gentlemen.

- Thank you.

- Thank you.

Prosecutor.

We need to make sure this guy pulls through at all costs.

- Yeah.

Without him, those indictments go to shit.

It'll just be our word versus theirs.

- Yeah.

(tense music)

- Oh my god.

Jade! Why didn't you call me sooner?

(tense music)

- I just been sitting here, trying to process everything.

One minute I'm getting off the plane to surprise my husband,

the next minute I'm walking into his place of business

and finding him shot.

- But what you doing back from Germany so soon,

when I know you had a few months left in your program?

- I took a few classes last summer that put me ahead,

but I didn't tell anyone

'cause I wanted to surprise you and Malik.

- What are they saying about his condition?

- Sis, they don't think he gonna make it.

They don't think he gonna make it.

- Look, everything's gonna be okay.

And I promise you, I will find out who did this.

(tense music)

- Hey, girl.

- Hey, Shay.

You helping out over here again?

- Not quite.

I need you to do me a favor.

- What's up?

You know I owe you big time for the other day.

- Can you take this down to the lab

to get it tested for a pregnancy?

I really don't want everybody in my business.

- Oh my god.

Are you pregnant?

- Girl, I don't know.

But we about to find out.

- Okay, I got you.

- Thank you, boo.

(car honks)

(sink runs)

(sensual R&B music)

- Oh my god!

You just scared the shit outta me, Levi.

I keep forgetting that I gave you that extra key.

- Shay, we need to talk.

- That's crazy because I was just about to call you

and invite you over here for dinner.

- You were?

- Yeah, I got something I gotta tell you.

- So what's this smile about?

You not mad at me no more?

- Now how could I stay mad at my favorite brother?

- Shay, I'm your only brother.

- I mean, a win by default is still a win.

- So, what you making?

- Chicken Alfredo, your favorite.

You want a plate?

- Is that a question?

You know damn well I want a plate, Shay.

Let me go wash my hands.

- All right.

(sensual R&B music)

(tense music)

- What the fuck?

- Hey, you cool with lemonade? That's all I got.

- What the fuck is this, Shay?

You pregnant?

- You went through my stuff??

- I didn't have to go through your shit, Shay.

You left it out on the table.

- Well, that's why I was calling you.

This is what I wanted to talk to you about.

- Who baby is that?

That's that cop baby?

- Wait, what? Why would you ask me that?

You know I don't sleep around.

Why would you even disrespect me like that?

- I'm sorry, Shay.

But damn, I expected you to at least be married

before you decided you wanted to bring a baby

into this world, Shay.

- Well, shit happens.

But I'm happy about it.

And if you love me, you would be happy for me too.

- You know I'm happy for you.

I love you more than anything in this world,

but damn, Shay.

- Well, if you mean what you're saying

then be happy for me then.

Look, I'm about to be a mom for the first time.

I need you in my corner, you know you all I got.

- Does he know?

- No.

I wanted to tell you first.

Look, guess what?

If the baby a girl, I wanna name her after mama.

But if it's a boy, I wanna name him after you.

(Levi chuckles)

- Oh, don't be trying to flatter me with all that,

like I'm supposed to feel better about it.

- Is it working?

- A little bit.

But don't get carried away.

- Look, you said you had something to tell me

when you first had came over here.

What was that all about?

- It's not even important.

Today is all about you and my future cop niece or nephew.

- Wait, why my baby can't be a nurse or a doctor?

(calming music)

(car honks)

- Oh my god, Ice, what is all this?

- Just something I put together,

to show my appreciation for everything you do around here.

- Okay, well I definitely feel appreciated.

I guess you can do things like this

when you're the owner.

- You're damn right.

Take a seat, baby.

There's something I wanna talk to you about.

- I know this about to be some bullshit.

Every time a nigga do some nice shit like this,

there be some shit.

- Why you so damn extra all the time?

- I'm not extra, I'm leery.

What is it? You got one of these hoes pregnant in here?

- Man, calm your feisty ass down.

- I am calm. What is it?

- I'm thinking about closing the club down.

(calm jazz music)

- Wait, what?

- Look, I ain't never been shot,

I ain't never been to jail,

I ain't never been stabbed.

I just think it's time to get out the game

before that shit change, you know?

- Damn.

I mean, you gotta do what's best for you, you know?

- And that's why I fuck with you.

Any other bitch would've been worried about they self

and trying to convince me not to close the club.

But you, you different.

(chuckling)

- I mean, it's a hundred clubs in Detroit.

I'm sure I can get a job anywhere.

- What if you don't have to?

- What you mean?

I have to pay my bills, Ice.

- There's other ways.

(laughing)

- No disrespect, but I seen how my homegirl went down

depending on a man,

and I'm not going out like that.

- But I ain't asking you to depend on a man.

I'm asking you to depend on your husband.

- Oh my god, Ice.

What the fuck?

What is this?

What?

Ice...

- Listen...

I ain't never expected to be with just one woman

until you came around.

- Ice, I don't know nothing about being no wife.

I like to binge watch Love & Hip Hop on Sundays,

not cook no dinner, like what?

- Maybe it's time for a change.

- Maybe you right.

(Ice chuckles)

Ooh, I'm about to be a whole wife out here.

(both laughing)

- Hey, wait, wait, wait.

But you can cook though, right?

- You mean like ramen noodles?

I'm just playing with you.

Yeah, I can cook.

And where I fall short, I make up with in the bedroom.

- Damn, I see y'all got the party started without us, huh?

That's rude.

- Excuse me, please step back, ma'am, please.

- What?

- Step back.

I don't wanna put my hands on you.

Step back, please.

Isis Walker.

You're under arrest for drug trafficking,

money laundering, and prostitution.

- Man, get your motherfuckin' hands off me.

- Let's go.

- [Fiance] Where you taking him?

- Headquarters downtown.

And I advise you wait a couple hours.

His ass might not get a bond.

- [Fiance] What?

- Babe, lock the club up.

- [Fiance] I'm right behind you.

- No.

I need you to stay right where you are.

Do you understand me?

- [Fiance] I'm right behind him.

- I said stay back.

(tense music)

- What the fuck is going on?

(dog barks)

- [Ice] What the fuck is all this?

- Indictments. They're coming down.

But before we let that happen,

we wanted to make sure

that you were somewhere safe and sound.

What that means for you is the witness protection program.

- Witness protection?

That wasn't a part of the fuckin' plan.

- It is now, motherfucker.

(tense music)

(phone rings)

- Ugh!

Bitch, why aren't you answering the phone?

The police just came in and picked up Ice.

(tires skidding)

I'm going to the...

- Pull out, pull out, pull out, pull out!

(tires screeching)

(intense music)

- Your Honor, at this time I would like to call

my first witness to the stand.

(intense music)

Good morning, Officer Marcus.

- Good morning, Counselor.

- I need you to look at every picture on this page closer,

and tell me, do you see the man responsible

for trying to murder you the night of January 5th, 2022?

(officer grunts)

- Yeah, I do.

- Would you mind circling him for me please?

There is no right or wrong answer, Officer.

Or are you trying to protect someone?

- No, I'm not trying to protect anybody.

(officer gasps)

(gun fires) (intense music)

- Are you sure?

- I'm 100% sure.

(tense music)

- [Man] Hey, Brick.

What's up though?

- Straight chillin', dog.

- My dog.

Feel good to see you back up in this bitch, bro.

- Yeah, it feel good to be back in this bitch.

I ain't gonna lie, shit.

All that time they was trying to give my Black ass?

Shit, I ain't think I was ever gonna see this side

of the wall again.

- Man...

The real always come out on top.

- True that.

- Salud.

So, what's next?

- Shit, laying low for right now.

This bitch too hot to be doing anything.

- Yeah.

This bitch is hotter than a motherfucker.

But you sure you good on fuckin' with

Ice and them right now?

- Psh.

As a fuckin' heart attack, nigga.

Plus, you know Bree's giving me this shit at a good price.

I make good money dealing with my little clientele.

- I bet you do, motherfucker.

- Yeah, let me find out you hating, nigga.

- You know better than that, nigga.

- Nah, for real though.

Man, Bree's my baby, dog.

Shit, if it wasn't for her,

I don't think I'd have none of this right now.

- That's real.

It's rare you'll find a bitch that holds you down like that.

- True that, true that.

- You sure you ain't just rebounding from Tiffany though?

- Nah.

You know, I mentally lost Tiffany years ago.

I'm just dealing with losing her physically now.

- Yeah.

That's deep.

And what about Kyra?

- Nigga, what about her?

- Nigga, don't act like you don't give a fuck about her now.

You was just ready to risk it all for her a few months ago.

- Yeah, well, I fucked up ignoring her

when I had all this shit going on.

I'm just dealing with the consequences now.

- Can't nobody fault you for grieving, Brick.

- Yeah, well that shit don't even matter now.

She done replaced me with her new nigga.

- Damn.

Wait...

The fuck y'all gonna do about the baby?

- Nigga, what baby?

- You don't know?

Nigga, I ran into Kyra at the pharmacy

while you was locked up.

- Okay, and?

- Nigga, she had prenatal pills and shit.

- Man, how the fuck you know they were hers, bro?

- 'Cause I asked her, nigga.

She said she was pregnant.

I assumed the two of y'all talked about it

since you been out,

or I would've been said something, nigga.

- Man, fuck naw!

Man, lock up for me, bro.

- All right, man.

(knocking)

- Who the fuck is it?

- [Brick] Brick.

- Brick?

How the fuck you find out where I stay at?

- Yeah, is you pregnant with my baby, Kyra?

- No.

- Don't fuckin' lie to me.

Boom told me he seen you at the pharmacy

and you told him you was pregnant.

Answer the fuckin' question.

- I was pregnant with your baby.

- What the fuck you mean you was?

- I got an abortion.

- You did what?

- Nigga, don't act like you give a fuck now.

You acted like I didn't even exist when you was locked up.

- Man, you know what the fuck I was going through.

How the fuck you gonna go get an abortion

without talking to me first?

- And you wasn't the only one going through shit.

I got kicked outta my house, fired from my job.

What the fuck I look like bringing a baby into this world

and I can't even afford it?

- Man, you know motherfuckin' well I would've made sure

you and my seed were straight.

- Man, I ain't know shit.

- So my lawyer ain't give you that money?

That ain't tell your little goofy ass something?

- That's your problem, Brick.

You think money solves everything.

Newsflash, it don't.

- You right.

I'm sorry, I fucked up.

- Yeah, you did.

- So what, it's fuck me now?

- I prefer to call it matching energies.

(tense music)

- Right.

- [Kyra] Fuck.

(car honks)

- You back fuckin' with that bitch Kyra again.

- Man, Breeze, what the fuck is you talking about?

- You heard what the fuck I said.

You back fuckin' with that bitch Kyra again.

I saw the text messages in your phone.

- You went through my phone?

Yeah, you tripping.

We ain't make shit official.

- We fuck around damn near every day,

which give me every fuckin' right

to go through your phone when the fuck I feel like it.

(tense music)

- Yeah.

Here we go with this bullshit.

- Damn right, here the fuck we go.

You got me fucked up if you think

I'm going to be sitting around looking stupid

like Tiffany ass did.

- Hey, keep my wife's name out your fuckin' mouth.

- So that's what we doing?

- Yeah, you tripping.

Look, I fucks with you Breeze,

but I ain't about to do no more drama.

- Say less, baby.

(tense music)

- Fuck she my get the passcode to my phone anyway?

(gun clicks)

- It's been the same since high school,

since your birthday.

But none of that matter right now.

All that matters is we have a very clear

fuckin' understanding that if you ever

put your motherfuckin' hands on me again,

I will blow your motherfuckin' brains out.

- Man, is you threatening me in my shit?

Yeah, get your shit and get the fuck out, Bree.

- I ain't going nowhere.

At least not until your case is completely closed,

and I get my million dollars back that I put up.

- Yeah, you're gonna have your money.

- Well, until I do, you stuck with me.

Now come lay down.

We got a huge shipment coming in tomorrow.

- Lay down?

Yeah, you crazy as fuck if you think

I'm about to lay down your psycho ass.

- [Breeze] Suit yourself.

There's two other bedrooms available.

- Yeah, bitch, you crazy.

- Oh, Brick.

I suggest you leave that little stripper bitch alone.

Wouldn't want to have to grieve another loved one so soon,

now would you?

(Brick chuckles)

- [Brick] Wow.

(knocking) (tense music)

- What?

What the fuck?

Now how the fuck you find out where I stay at?

- Because I'm the fuckin' police.

- Well, you need to get the fuck out.

- No, you need to sit the fuck down.

'Cause all you fuckin' do is talk.

- What, Terrance?

- Look man, I'm sick of all this

going back and forth shit with you.

Do you love me?

- What?

- [Terrance] Answer the fuckin' question, Kyra.

Do you love me?

- Of course I do.

But I can't keep doing this back and forth shit,

I'm tired of it.

- Then marry me.

(wondrous soft music)

(car honks)

- Look like we found something.

- See, I knew I had this bitch swept for bugs and cameras

before I got comfortable in this bitch.

- Well, it looks like your suspicion paid off as well.

See, that brand in particular is very expensive.

Somebody spent a pretty penny on it.

- Damn. So, do it record?

- Yeah it does but,

the question you should ask yourself is...

Where do the video stream to?

Normally, it's a tiny box attached to the camera,

but whoever planted this here

went through extreme measures to have it hidden.

- So, let me ask you a question.

How far does the camera have to be away from the receiver

in order for it to work?

- I'd say no more than a couple feet.

- Damn, so that mean it should be somewhere

around here then right?

- Hold on, I got you.

- [Brick] What the fuck is that?

- This right here, it's a radio frequency detector.

So what it does is it detects any objects

that sends out frequency signals.

(device buzzes)

Bingo. (tense music)

Got something else.

- Damn.

So how long you think it's been there?

- Maybe no more than over a year.

- Shit.

If it been there that long,

they probably stopped recording months ago.

- Nah, see, the good thing about this particular brand,

it comes with an internal memory.

So anything recorded on here,

should be saved and downloaded.

So, what you do is you plug it up to your computer,

everything should pop right on.

- Let's see what really happened that night.

(tense music)

Man, this dirty ass bitch.

- [Device Voice] Front door.

- Babe!

I got some real important information

I think you might want to hear.

- The only thing I want to hear

is what the fuck you was doing at the club

the night Tiffany got murdered.

- What?

- Here, come on.

Take a look.

I mean, this shit might be a little fuzzy and all but...

I could notice that body anywhere.

You mean to tell me that ain't you?

- Brick, I-

- You what?

- Brick, I can't believe you put your hands on me.

- I'm gonna do way worse than that, bitch,

if you don't tell me what the fuck

you was doing at that club.

- The grand jury has handed down the indictment.

Once you review and sign those,

they all will firmly indicted.

- Has anyone else seen these?

- No, I brought them straight over

and sealed in that envelope.

- Do me a favor, keep this between us, okay?

At least until I get the chance to tell the Chief.

- No problem. I'm headed out.

Is there anything else you need?

- No, that's all. Thank you.

- [Assistant] Have a good night.

(ominous music)

(phone rings)

- Hello?

Yeah.

Yeah, we're going to start handing out those indictments

on the officers first thing tomorrow morning.

Yeah.

They'll have no more than 48 hours to turn themselves in.

Okay.

Bye.

(tense music)

(paper shreds)

- Babe, I'm finna run to the store real quick.

Babe?

She don't hear shit when she watching Tubi.

- I need a place for me and your son

to stay for a couple days.

- Keisha, what the fuck is going on?

I've been calling you for weeks trying to see my son.

And now you pop up at my fuckin' door

talking about you need a place to stay?

Are you serious?

- Please, can we talk about this on the inside?

It's cold out here.

Please.

Please. - Come on.

(Keisha mumbles)

(tense music)

What's up, baby boy?

You miss your dad?

- Yes.

- I miss you too, man.

Do me a favor.

Go on into your room, watch TV while I talk to Mommy, okay?

- Okay.

- Come on, go ahead.

Look Keisha, I don't know what you got going on,

and I really don't give a fuck, okay?

My son, he always gonna have a place to rest his head.

He can stay.

You gotta get the fuck up outta here.

- I don't have nowhere else to go right now, Boom.

- That sound like a personal problem to me, Keisha.

- So you just gonna leave the mother of your child

out on the streets?

- Look, I'm in a relationship now, all right?

Now I can't let your bullshit interfere with

what I got going on.

I can't. I'm not gonna do it.

- Wow.

So after all we've been through,

you just gon' let some random bitch you fuckin' say fuck me?

- Wait a minute.

- Really?

- That's exactly what the fuck he gon' do.

- Hold on, baby.

Please, go back in the room and let us talk.

- No.

- [Boom] Please.

- No, fuck that.

You been looking for this bitch for weeks now,

trying to see your child.

Now she wants to just pop up like everything cool?

No, fuck that.

- I got your bitch.

This don't have shit to do with you, okay?

- No, it does, when my man is involved.

- Wait, wait, wait, wait. - No, bitch-

- Both of y'all calm the fuck down.

- Nikki, I can't just say fuck my child.

- Dog, I never said shit about your child.

But you can say fuck this bitch!

- It's not like that, we just talking!

- You know what?

I'm gonna make this shit real fuckin' easy for you.

I'll leave.

- You...

Nikki.

Ni...

You fuck up everywhere you go, Keisha.

You get on my fuckin' nerves, let's go.

Get the fuck outta my house.

Let's go!

Nicki, wait, Nicki.

- Damn, Nikki.

I gotta hunt your ass down just to get my son?

- Wait a minute.

I know this bitch ass nigga ain't your baby daddy.

- Man, fuck you.

- Get the fuck outta my house, nigga.

Fuck him!

What the fuck is he doing in my house?

(tense music)

(machine beeps)

(Malik groans)

- Baby!

Baby, you up?

I'm right here, baby.

What are you trying to say?

Hm?

Click?

Click?

I'm listening.

(machine beeps) (tense music)

Brick?

- [Doctor] Ma'am, excuse me, I'm sorry-

- [Jade] What?

- [Doctor] I need you to leave.

I need you to leave, please.

- No! - Please.

- No!

- I need to take care of your husband.

Please, ma'am.

- Baby, I'm right here baby!

- Please, let me take care of your husband.

- [Jade] Baby!

- [Doctor] Thank you, thank you.

Code blue, bed D.

Come on people, let's move!

(melancholic dramatic music)

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