Original subtitles

You like hittin' women, bitch?! You like hittin' women, bitch?!

[Zac] Previously onZatima.

[Zac] Huh?! Pussy?!

Ooh, you got a bald spot, you know that?

[Connie] No, ah!

Zac, what is this?

Please, tell me this is not Jeremiah.

[heart monitor beeping]

-That's not good. -That's Jeremiah's room.

[Officer Johnson] Zachary Taylor?

-And what do you want with him? -I got it, man.

What's up, what's up?

You're under arrest for the murder of Jeremiah Page.

-Watch it, hold on, hold on. -What?!

-Stop resisting! -I'm not.

Put your hands behind your back.

Fuck. What?!

Shit!

[Officer Johnson] You're under arrest for

the murder of Jeremiah Page.

-Zac... -Damn.

-Zac, just... -Aight, aight.

-Go. -Ma'am, stay back!

-I'm not... -Yo, watch that, man...

No, no, no, Officer, listen! You got the wrong one!

-What? -Listen, it was me that called,

but not to have him arrested!

Deja, this is not the time for your shit!

No, it wasn't the motherfuckin' time

when you decided to go to my house and bust up my shit!

Look, I don't have time for your bullshit today, okay?!

Officer, you see?! She's threatenin' me!

Ma'am, that's a civil matter.

A civil matter?!

It wasn't civil when she tore my house up!

-Ma'am, please! -[Fatima] Deja, shut up!

-Ma'am... -Damn!

[Fatima] Seriously?

No, ain't no seriously.

I'm so sick of your shit!

Well, I'm sick of your shit! What the fuck did he even do?!

-No, it, no. -Bitch, just...

Don't worry about it, don't worry about it.

'Cause they finna come back for you.

-Don't worry. -Deja, take your ass

in the house.

-[Deja] And I won't! -And you will.

Officers, look, spin the block, drop him off,

-then come back and get her. -Deja, shut up!

No, you shut up, because you didn't have to

-tear my motherfuckin' house-- -Look, I'm sick of your shit!

And I'm sick of your shit! 'Cause go in my house right now!

-My shit's all fucked up! -I don't give a fuck, Deja!

-Well, I do! -I don't!

-Come get her! -Take your ass in the house!

[Deja] No, you take your ass! You can't just go in my house...

I'm sick of your shit, Deja! I am!

I am!

This is not the fuckin' hood!

Well, you sure act like it is!

Shut the fuck up, Deja!

[Deja sighing aggressively]

♪ Love ain't perfect

♪ But we still work it

♪ May not be what we see on TV, but it's damn sure worth it ♪

♪ Uh-huh, love ain't perfect

♪ But we still work it

♪ Don't gotta be what we see on IG ♪

♪ 'Cause we still worth it

♪ Uh-huh

♪ Yeah, yeah

♪ Yeah

♪ Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

♪ We still worth it

[ominous music]

So...

[door slamming]

[Officer Johnson] You wanna tell us what happened?

[ominous music]

I got nothin' to say.

He was your brother.

I said I got nothin' to say.

[Officer Johnson] Okay.

And I want a lawyer.

[Officer Johnson] Okay.

We can arrange that.

I don't need you to arrange that.

So, you don't wanna tell us why you killed your brother?

So, you just gonna keep talkin' to me?

I'm tryin' to help you.

You tryin' to set me up.

[tense music]

You beat him to death.

What'd I say, bro?

[tense music]

There's plenty of witnesses, too.

Some of 'em even filmed it.

Man...

[Officer Johnson] You proud of yourself?

Go to hell.

No, buddy, that's where you're goin'.

For life.

I've been there my whole life.

So, bring it.

What would your mother say?

What?

Your mother, your father?

What would they say?

They'd say suck my dick, pussy. How 'bout that?

Don't say shit about my mother.

Well, you killin' your brother.

[tense music]

Yo, you...

I got nothin' to say.

You might wanna get outta here.

Oh, so you gon' beat me up, too, now?

How 'bout you take these cuffs off

and see what I can do?

Oh, you real, real angry, huh?

Fuck you.

No. That's what you did to yourself.

[tense music]

Okay. I'm good.

[tense music]

We're done here.

We never started here.

You gon' be in here for a long time.

[ominous music]

[Officer Johnson chuckling]

[ominous music]

[door slamming]

[knocking on door]

Who is it?!

[Nathan] Nathan!

This nigga better have my damn money, I swear.

[serious music]

[Belinda] Okay.

-Hey. -[Belinda] "Hey", my ass.

What the hell you want, Nathan?

Come on, Belinda. It was a long night.

I don't care about you havin' no long night.

Did you get my rent money from that nigga?

He's in the hospital!

-That's sad. -[Nathan] Yeah.

Boo-hoo. Anyway...

You still ain't picked up the shelf?

Are you serious?!

[Nathan] What?

You and your friends came up in here, tearin' my shit up,

and you worried about if I picked the shelf up!

I haven't picked up shit!

-My bad, I just... -[Belinda] Yeah.

I'm just, I'm surprised it's still there.

You been at the hospital with crackheads.

He, he's a heroin addict. Okay?

I do not care what this nigga drug of choice is, Nathan.

Do you have my rent money?

He didn't have it on him.

Okay.

Well, you got a problem.

Why is that?

'Cause you brought his ass here!

I know, Belinda.

-Damn. -So, you just figure this out!

You gotta pay my rent.

Look, I'mma figure somethin' out.

We gon' pay the rent!

You better.

Shit, I been stayin' here a long time.

My landlord don't play all them broke-ass, day-late,

dollar-short-ass games.

He's not gon' put you out tomorrow, okay?

We gon' figure it out. Just chill.

Chill, that's, that's why I can't be fuckin' with niggas

who ain't got shit.

This ain't nothin' to you, huh?

-Anyway... -[Belinda] Anyway...

Like I said, we gon' get the rent.

We'll be fine, aight?

Look at my damn house.

I know, I know.

I was gon' come back and help you,

but I was at the hospital until late!

Did Zac beat his ass that bad?

Yeah, he's in pretty bad shape.

Mm, that's what he get.

Anyway, I don't give a damn about none of that.

No hospital, whether he do heroin, crack.

I couldn't give a damn.

All I know is that I need my rent money.

Damn, so you don't care about him at all?

Hell no! Why would I care about him?!

This nigga came here stealin' my shit!

Look, you need help, alright?

That's messed up.

Okay, well, you need to help me pay the rent.

I said I'mma figure it out!

Who the hell is you hollerin' at?!

You know what?!

I'mma put your ass in the hospital too,

since you wanna be in here talkin' to me crazy!

-[Nathan] You trippin'. -Talkin', yeah, I'm trippin'!

-You trippin' hard. -[Belinda] Yeah, I'm trippin'!

You know what? I'mma figure this out.

[Belinda] Yeah, you figure it out!

-Watch that. -Get your ass out my house!

-Damn. -[Belinda] Shit.

Nigga be trippin' with no luggage.

[serious music]

Sick of his ass.

Shit up.

[serious music]

[police sirens wailing]

[phone buzzing]

Hello?

[Director Smith] Hi, um...

I'm looking for Mr. Taylor.

Who's calling?

[Director Smith] Sorry.

This is, uh, Director Smith with funeral home.

Can I help you?

We have everything for the services ready.

Yeah, um...

[Director Smith] Uh, but I got a message that, um...

We might need to move the date.

Okay, well, um...

'Til when?

[serious music]

I don't even know.

Okay.

Is there somethin' you guys can even do?

Well, yes, but that can be very expensive, but...

[Fatima] You know, look.

I don't have time for this bullshit, okay?

-I'm sorry? -[Fatima] No, I'm serious.

I am stressed out, and I'm tired of your games.

Look, the woman is dead, okay?

So, stop with all this "money, money, money" talk.

Well, ma'am, we are a business.

Just give me an amount. How much is it gonna be?

Well, we will need you to tell us

how much longer you want us to hold the body.

Can you just give me the amount for a two-week hold?

Well, if you want us to hold the body for that long,

there can be...

Don't you dare...

[serious music]

Don't you dare say "money".

Why don't you call me back when

you're in a better place to discuss?

You know what? I'll do that.

[serious music]

Fatima...

Girl, I... I can't.

Sorry.

Gosh, I just...

Is he dead?

Yes.

Zac killed him.

Girl, they are saying that he beat him to death.

Shit, girl...

I tried to warn Zac, I did. I told him.

You did, you did.

And now he is in here for murder.

[serious music]

[Angela] Shit.

Oh, God.

Angela, his own brother!

I know, girl...

I just...

I wish we would've...

Listen, I don't know what to do.

There's nothing you can do.

I told him that...

I wasn't coming up here,

and I wasn't gonna call him, and look at me.

What am I doin'?

Sittin' up here like a damn fool.

You're not a fool, Fatima.

Then what is it, Angela?

You love him.

I do, but, damn, like...

Can't catch a break.

[Angela] I know.

But maybe we can call one of the lawyers at the firm?

None of them are criminal lawyers.

-Right. -[Fatima] Yeah.

I mean, I...

I wanna see him, but...

[Angela] Wait...

They won't let you see him?

I tried to call one of my lawyer friends

to get me back there and talk to him,

at least get a criminal lawyer.

It's just...

[Angela] Right.

[serious music]

[Fatima] I just...

Fatima?

Hm?

There's somethin' else.

Angela...

I... It's really, really bad.

I don't know how much more I can take, Angela.

What is it?

[serious music]

There's a video.

Of what?

Of Zac beating Jeremiah.

Angela, are you serious?

No, uh, do you wanna see it?

-No, no, I don't, no. -Right, um...

God.

[serious music]

Angela, why wouldn't he just listen?

I don't know, and I really wish he did.

-I'm sorry. -I don't know what I'mma do.

I know, girl. I'm sorry.

[serious music]

Fatima, are you okay?

Maybe I should grab you some water or somethin'.

I'm fine.

No, um, I'mma get you some water, okay?

Okay.

[serious music]

Hey.

[Bryce] Hey.

Is Zac here?

No, not yet. Uh, uh, I've been waitin'.

[phone ringing]

Damn.

Yeah, I know, I know.

You know, we are never gonna get these contracts signed.

No, I mean...

I, I wouldn't worry about it, you know?

We have the money from you, and, uh,

I signed it, you signed it, and we'll get Zac to sign it.

Look, before we get into all that,

we've all gotta talk first.

Absolutely. Um...

Preston, I just...

I need you to know that whatever you need me to do,

I'll do it.

Okay.

[Bryce] Okay.

[serious music]

Where is he?

I don't know, man.

[serious music]

You know, he's gotta stop doin' this.

Doin' what?

Gettin' lost like this.

Yeah.

How'd it go last night?

With Dr. Reid?

[Bryce] Yeah.

I don't know.

I left when he got there,

I figured I'd let them sit and talk it out.

Mm, okay.

And, and you, did, did you talk to him?

I haven't talked to him since.

I'm sure he's just still processing all that.

[Preston] Maybe.

But look, we got a deal we gotta get done.

-[Bryce] Yeah. -I'm just...

I'm gonna head on over there.

You don't think you should call him first?

I've been callin' all morning.

I haven't even gotten an answer yet.

Okay, um, do you want me to come?

[tense music]

And make this whole situation even harder?

That's a, yeah, that's a good point.

Okay, um, cool. I'll, I'll wait here, and, uh...

Yeah, that sounds like a good idea.

I'm gonna head out. Look, I'll see you later.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'll see you later.

Let me know if you need anything.

-Got you. -[Bryce] Okay.

[laidback trap beat]

[door slamming]

He's not there.

Deja, don't you have a job?

What are you talkin' about?

I mean, you're always here.

Yes, I have a job.

So, when do you go to it?

I work nights.

Oh.

Yeah, that's right.

Yeah, that's right.

Well, look, Zac's not here.

Do you know where he went?

To jail.

What?

Yeah, for killin' somebody named Jeremiah.

Wait, whoa, whoa, whoa...

-You've got to be kidding me. -Yeah, and that bitch is next.

They gon' come get his bitch, too.

What, what jail?

"What jail?" What, what you gon' do?

You gon' go down there and Mighty Morphin' Power Ranger

your ass over there and try to break him out?

No.

I just wanna know what's goin' on.

Look, honestly, that, that's all I know.

That's all I know.

This is crazy. Jeremiah is his brother.

What?!

Oh, shit!

-He... -What?!

He killed his brother?!

That's what you just said!

Oh no, that ain't what I said, that's what the police said!

Don't put that on me!

This, this is crazy.

Oh my gosh, yo, he gon' be in there forever?

You think I'll finally be able to live rent-free now?

[chuckling] 'Cause this rent is high.

Zac?

I ain't know Zac was a killer!

Damn!

[serious music]

[door closing]

[Preston] Hello?

Hey.

Fatima, it's Preston.

[Fatima] I know it is.

Hey, what's this I hear about Zac bein' in jail?

Yeah.

[Preston] For his brother?

Yeah, that's right.

You've gotta be kidding me.

I wish I was, Preston.

Which jail?

Look, there's nothin' you can do right now, okay?

Can I at least see him?

I'm actually here waiting for a lawyer to get me back there,

so I can see him.

Great, hey, look, will they let me in?

Preston, look, look, just...

Can you just let me handle this?

Yeah, you're right, Fatima. Look, I'm sorry.

No, I'm, I'm sorry, Preston.

I, I know you're just worried about Zac.

[Preston] Yeah, I am.

Well, I'll keep you posted?

[Preston] Thanks.

[Fatima] Alright, bye.

Girl, I walked right past the vending machine.

Thank you, girl.

[Angela] No problem.

Um, who was that?

That was Preston.

One of Zac's friends checkin' on him.

Man, if only Zac knew

how many people love and care about him...

Maybe he wouldn't have done all this crazy stuff.

I don't know, Angela.

I don't.

Yeah. I wish we both knew.

Just...

[emotional music]

I don't know what I'mma do.

[emotional music]

Yeah, I know.

I really, really don't.

Look, we can just take it one day at a time.

Yeah?

Yeah.

[emotional music]

Shit.

What is it?

Nothin', it's just Bryce.

You know what?

Preston probably called and told him.

Right.

-[Fatima] Yeah. -Yeah.

[emotional music]

So, you not gon' answer it?

No. I'll talk to him later.

I'm with you.

Girl, you might as well. It's fine.

Fatima, no.

[emotional music]

Angela, thank you for bein' here.

-Seriously. -Of course.

You know I always got you.

-Okay? -I know.

Thank you.

[emotional music]

[upbeat music]

Yo.

Hey.

I've been calling you, man.

Oh yeah, man, I was at the hospital all night.

I ain't have no service.

Hold up, so you stayed there all night at the hospital

for Jeremiah?

Yeah.

Bullshit.

[Nathan] What?

Look at your phone.

Tell me specifically how long you stayed there.

Man...

It was, like, 45 minutes.

You see what I'm talkin' about?

Well, I'm just sayin', look, man, I, you know,

I couldn't see him laid up all like that all night.

And plus, I was tryin' to run his pockets

see if he had that money he stole from Belinda.

Okay, well, did he?

Not a dime.

[Tony] Damn, bro.

Well, I know Belinda's gonna be pissed, man.

Bro, you have no idea. She been callin' me.

Trust me, a woman like that, I could imagine.

Hm, you know, speakin' of that...

Mind if I, uh, get my spot back on the couch?

Don't be rough on your boy.

Yo, come on, man.

I can't keep babying you like that, man.

You really gotta get your shit together, bruh.

Yeah, I will.

I will.

♪ I know it's somethin' real

Aight, well...

If you promise that you'll try to make an effort,

-then you know you good. -Yeah, yeah.

-[Tony] I got you. -I, I, I appreciate it.

Thank you, man.

What, what the doctor say?

[Nathan] Oh, I don't know.

Alright, well, was Connie there?

Oh, yeah, now, she was there. She stayed all night.

Oh, okay, okay.

So, I'mma hit her up later, then.

Yeah, yeah, she's at home, she wanted to get some sleep.

She seemed tired, you know?

Yeah, she been tired a lot recently.

Hm.

Alright, I'll hit her up.

Man, my dog, Zac...

Brother, he, he was on one.

Bruh, I know, I was there.

My dog was just, "Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh."

Yo, he lost it completely.

Yo, yo, so, what happened, man? What'd he do?

Uh, nothin'.

[Nathan] Mm-mm, mm-mm.

I heard that Zac caught up with Jeremiah.

-[Nathan] What, I... -See, I should've known

you would've heard somethin'.

Look at this, it's already on social media.

-[Nathan] Hold up, what? -Hold up, they posted a video?

Man, they gon' post everything on social media.

Oh, no, man, no, see, that shit got a slant on it, Tyrone.

That bad, huh?

Watch how he throw that around like a fella, though.

[All] Ooh...

-[Tony] Aw, man. -Shit, man.

[Nathan] I tried to get, um, I slipped

tryin' to get his grip, he elbowed me, man.

-That's me losin' my grip. -Wow.

[Tyrone] Well, you gon' get your ass beat up

every time you put your hands up.

-[Tony] Right? -Uh-huh.

-You know I can fight. -Well, they know

you can't fight now.

You know I can, though. You taught me how to fight.

Are we lookin' at the same video?

-Man... -'Cause this done look like

he can fight. You getting you're ass mopped.

-Wow. -Oh, nuh-uh, no, no, no,

you be slow to speak, 'cause look at you, look at this.

Your ass gettin' beat up

-in slow motion. -Damn!

Why he kick you in the chest? Like, I ain't seen...

No, no, see what happened, I tripped on that curb.

See, my foot got stuck.

I'm tryin' to know why you fightin' in, uh, windmill style.

Throw a punch. Man, you a grown-ass man.

-[Tony] You know what? -[Tyrone] All y'all fightin'

like two bitches with no arms.

You know what? We ain't got time for this.

Look, I know he regret that shit now, though.

Zac don't regret nothin'.

Shit, he better, 'cause his ass lookin' at a life sentence.

-What? -[Nathan] What?

What, what are you talkin' about?

[Tyrone] Y'all ain't heard?

Heard what?

Man, Zac went to jail for murder.

♪ This time, only you can...

For murder.

Whoa, why? How?

-[Nathan] What? -What?

Hold on, you're tellin' me Jeremiah actually died?

Yeah! He outta there.

Outta there.

Whoa, shit, oh...

[Tyrone] Jeremiah's in the upper room now. [chuckling]

He's at the tree of life.

Mr. Tyrone, no, no, man. That's...

-[Tony] Nah. -That's our boy.

Uh, can we bow our heads now?

-Father, Son, Holy Spirit... -[Nathan] Man, what?!

-Mr., Mr. Tyrone! -Bow your head, man.

What, y'all don't go to church?

[Nathan] This ain't the time to do that.

We need to go get Zac. We need to figure this out.

Well, he in jail right now.

What, you gon' go break him out?

[serious music]

[police sirens wailing]

Hi.

[Zac] Who are you?

I'm Donna Tinsley. I'm your lawyer.

Who sent you?

Fatima.

Okay.

You should know, I'm not a criminal lawyer.

Is she out there?

Yes, I wanted to make sure you wanted to see her.

Yeah.

Okay, just a sec.

[Donna clearing throat]

[emotional music]

Thank you.

-This is, um... -She told me.

And I told him that I'm not a criminal lawyer.

So, what I gotta do?

[Donna] I'm just here...

To get me in here so that I can talk to you.

[Donna] Why don't I make some phone calls

and see if I can get you some help?

[Zac] Right, yeah.

Thank you.

I don't have to tell you how serious this is.

We are aware.

Look, all I need is one juror. One.

[Donna] Well, if we do go to trial,

we can go for a jury nullification strategy.

Yeah, we're, we're not goin' to trial.

[ominous music]

Okay.

[ominous music]

[Fatima] Thank you.

[ominous music]

No court? You're that mad?

[ominous music]

Was it worth it?

[ominous music]

Come on, Fatima, that's...

No, Zac, that's all I wanna know.

Was it worth it?

[ominous music]

Why are you doin' this?

Because I asked you not to do this!

[ominous music]

I know.

[ominous music]

You know.

[ominous music]

Zac, you don't even feel bad for this.

About him?

Yes, and what you did!

He shouldn't have touched you.

Okay, so, you standin' on that?

Zac, your brother is dead.

[ominous music]

I knew what the chances were,

and I did what I had to do to protect my family.

So, I guess what we had wasn't worth it?

Fatima, that's...

[Fatima] No, no, no, Zac, it wasn't.

Because you literally threw it all away.

How'd I throw it all away?

Zac, every bit of promise that you made me,

you literally threw it all away!

What about the promise I made to protect you?

Both of you?

That don't count? What about that?

Zac, I was fine.

Okay.

Look, I, I didn't need you to protect me from him!

Well, it's done.

It's done, okay.

So, so, that's it?

You got a better idea?

I'm in here now. I ain't got nothin' else to do.

Yeah, but go to jail for life.

I'll get a lawyer.

Oh.

The jury'll understand.

Understand what, Zac?

That you beat your brother to death?

Huh?

Look, all I need is one brother to understand.

Yeah, okay. You keep sayin' that.

Come on, please don't be mad.

Mad?

You think I'm mad?

I know you, Fatima. I can see it.

[ominous music]

You know what? I am mad.

I'm mad that you threw it all away.

I'm mad that you let your brother

come into our lives and destroy it.

Yes, Zac.

That's not fair.

[ominous music]

It's not.

I...

I love you.

-I know, and I love you, too. -No, no, no, Zac.

You didn't love me enough to stop.

You didn't.

[ominous music]

You didn't love me enough to even consider me.

[ominous music]

This ain't fair.

Talkin' about fair.

I was tryin' to protect my family.

[serious music]

[Zac] What was I supposed to do?

[serious music]

Can you explain to me what I was supposed to do?

Zac, you know what? Stop.

Just stop. No, I'm...

[serious music]

I have put up with so much of your shit.

Mm-hm.

[Fatima] So much of your shit.

Mm-hm.

And now you just want me to sit through this?

All because you had somethin' to prove?

No. No, I'm, I'm not.

You can cry, do whatever. I'm not doin' this.

I'm not. I'm not.

So, what are you saying?

[tense music]

Just what I said, Zac.

I'm not doin' this.

Where you goin'?

So, you...?

[serious music]

You leavin'?

[serious music]

Zac, I...

I'm sorry.

[tense music]

I can't do this anymore. I can't.

I have to think about this baby.

[tense music]

It's our baby.

Well, you should've thought about that.

Fatima...

[tense music]

[mouths "Fatima"]

[tense music]

Fuck!

[tense music]

Fuck!

Fuck.

[Zac] Fatima!

[serious music]

[Zac] Fuck!

[serious music]

[music]

[upbeat music]

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