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What you got for me, Jed?

A life. A shot of yak first?

On it, bro.

It's pretty packed in here tonight.

Hipsters...

Everywhere now.

Well, you sound like you're not happy.

Armed robbery's down,
property value's up.

You're winnin'.

Where is he?

With the rest of the Republicans.

All right. Thank you.

The change is for you.

And I look her in the eye and I go,

"baby, you gotta check
your dental work."

- Hey, Langford!
- What do you want now?

I think you'd better take a walk with me

before I embarrass you in front
of all your little friends here.

Langford, is this a girlfriend of yours?

She is...

Sexy!

You into BDSM, or
just cuffs or feathers,

or do I get the whole package?

- I'm turned on.
- I don't believe it, man.

Ohhh...

Come sit over here.

Oh, what? What? What? What?

Back the hell up!

You'd better back the hell up.

Touch me and I’m throw
some real cuffs on your ass.

Understand?

Who else wants some?

Langford, how you feeling, baby?
How you feeling? You all right?

- Back up!
- Hey!

I'm not playin' with y'all.

I will take all y'all to jail.

Don't play with me.

You have no right.

You are in violation of the law.

You never identified
yourself as a policeman.

Shut up!

Now I’m say this once...

Y'all better fall back or
I’m pull out another weapon

and stand my ground.

Am I clear?

What are you lookin' at?

Come on.

Why the hell are you doin' this?

Because you raped and tortured a woman,

and then had the nerve
to continue stalkin' her.

You're an animal,

and I’m make sure I
put your triflin' ass

exactly where you belong.

What's up, Mack?

What happened to the plan? Jesus.

Well, I got a text
saying Langford was here.

So I came straight over.

No more being a lone wolf.
We're partners, remember?

Everything good with you?

Yeah, everything's fine.

Mikey, call my lawyer.

- Let's go.
- I'm not goin' anywhere.

Keep those butt cheeks clenched.

They get real, real horny in lock-up.

For real, man. Better leave it, bro.

Guess who's been blowing up my phone?

- Who?
- Drama queen Dolores.

The cheerleader?
What's that heifer want?

Girl, I don't know and I don't care.

I ain't got time for
Becky and her drama.

Ooh, I hope your dad's sober tonight.

You know, Sunday is his rest day.

So, there ain't no tellin'.

Hey! Hey! Hey! Brah.

Get away from my daddy's bike.

What's up, Reb? How've
you been, beautiful?

- Ah...
- Get up.

I know you ain't here for Sunday dinner.

You watchin' my little brother's back?

- You know how I do.
- Thanks.

- How are you doing?
- All right.

You ain't goin' out. I
said you're stayin' in.

Hey Daddy!

Pops, I'm not hearin' you, man.

Don't you raise your voice to me, boy.

I ain't loud talkin'.

I can't say nothin'

'cause the only voice
you listen to is your own.

Hey, Sis.

Better sit your little ass down and eat.

Becca, you better tell
your brother something

before people thinkin' they grown,

till they find out they ain't,

and won't act childish.

Oh, keep your hands up, Lik.

Come on, Pops. You're playin, man.

Your people...

Yeah, we crazy, Cheena, all of us.

What's up?

You goin' to sit on Brim's steps?

I'll be outside with the heavy ballers.

All right, after I eat,
I might roll through.

Be careful.

You know it.

Hey! Hey! Yeah, you!

Ashy negro, get away from my bike.

Move, man.

Malik!

You just gonna let him
walk outta here like that...

I've been doin' all this cookin'?

Daddy, calm down

so we can have a nice dinner, all right?

Malik'll be back.

You can't tie a chain
around the boy's neck.

Mmm, everything's delicious,
as usual, Mr. Knight.

Now, Cheena, don't
take this the wrong way,

but you are one of the smartest,

finest orientals I have ever known.

Here we go again.

I had this Chinese
girl, back in the day,

stayed over in the Castro,

had her hair near down
her back to her soft butt.

That was way before Becca's mama.

That was afore I went back black.

Mr. Knight...

Oriental's not an appropriate term.

We've talked about this
before... several times.

Lil' girl kept saying
she wasn't Chinese.

Called herself Taiwanese.

I said, "well, hell,
you look Chinese to me."

I don't even know why
she called herself that.

'Cause they're different countries,

and I was born here, brah.

Yeah, but she still had that Asian woman

tilt thing goin' on... woo!

Got down and corked that!

This is where I have
my brown liquor music.

That's why I drink this here.

Remind me of one of them big
lil' thunder-thighed women...

Covered in sweat.

What am I going to do?

You don't know her name,
she don't know yours.

And neither one of y'all care.

If I slapped the cuffs
on your daddy one day,

would you be mad at me?

Naw, do it so I don't have to.

Now, see, my kids are
fairly intelligent.

They get that from me.

But besides all that brain power,

we got us another gene
goin' on in our family.

Yeah, my daddy, Becca's mama,

and all of her people,

I've been to thinkin'
sometimes we just act up.

You never know what us
Knights is capable of.

Back in Louisiana where we're from,

you got to have that to survive.

You got to have some fire!

So these other folks know

that you can go there, if you have to.

All them crackers didn't
know what to make of us,

all us creole folks, all mixed up with

a little French, a little Indian,

a little Italian all
goin' way back in us.

All that human gumbo,

you never know what
part's gonna come at ya.

Daddy, I spent the whole drive over here

trying to convince Cheena
that we wasn't all crazy.

You ruined all my hard work.

I'm actually having an amazing evening.

You think that's funny, Becca,

let your brother walk up
outta here before dinner?

All right, somebody's had too many...

I'm the only one trying to
keep this family together.

But you know what? I
don't need none of y'all.

Keep this family together, how?

By stayin' in the house cooped up?

You don't do nothin'.
You don't go nowhere.

All you do is stay up in here
and feel sorry for yourself.

Clean the table, Becca,
and let yourself out.

Damn.

All right, hood will hunting, what's up?

What do you mean, what's up?

I'm saying what's up?

All this money we put into
you to be in the studio,

in and out, man,

and all I see is you hangin'
out with white lazy kids,

learnin' about musical theory.

Man, don't even pay that no mind, brah.

I got flows.

All right, check me out, bro, all right?

Listen...

[Malik raps] ♪Vulnerability's
one of my biggest fears.♪

♪ I hope to be at peace with myself ♪

♪ 'cause in my past, I ♪
♪ was everywhere else, ♪

♪ but never here. ♪

♪ Sad to say through all the years ♪

♪ that I was drowning in my tears, ♪

♪ freefallin' in my abyss. ♪

♪ But in the midst of my demise ♪

♪ I wish I didn't exist. ♪

♪ It was me against the world ♪

♪ and no one came to my defense. ♪

♪ Redefine it every moment... ♪

♪ When at night the sky... ♪

What's up, Sis?

How are you doin'?

Good, man.

Look, I'm sorry about dad.

Hey, small things to the giant, right?

Ah, nice spot.

Oh, man. Watch your mouth, man.
That's my Sister.

Pipe down, Lik.

Hey, I appreciate the
compliment, little man.

But I'll break your
little narrow ass in half.

Come on, let's go get a drink.

- Bye, Rebel.
- All right, y'all.

Yeah, we were just about to mash out

to this party at Texas' spot.

Texas? Who that?

You know, just some dude.

He's from Houston, that's
why they call him that.

Now where are we headed?

My place. We can get a drink there.

- Can I puff there, too?
- Get in the car.

All right, y'all

you're stupid.

That's that, Sis. So what's up?

Don't give me that face.

I mean we shoulda hit a bar that
had some breezies or something.

Boy, the last thing you
need to be thinking about

is some ratchet-ass chicks.

Besides, we ain't got to hang
in, I don't know, forever.

Well, you be the one that be protectin'

and servin' all the time.

Hey, hold on.

All right, check this out.

All right, turn that up?

[Music plays]

All right, tell me what you think.

I like it. That's hella dope.

Man, just, when I'm with my crew,

like I get inspired.

You know, just like there
we see and dubes, just...

Nah, sometimes.

Like I make beats and
melodies in my head

and just record them on my cell.

I'm telling you, Sis, like,
the streets is inspiration.

Mm-hm.

How are you doing at the academy?

Uh...

Real talk?

I make more music out in these streets

than in my classes.

Like I'm bored in
that conservatory, man,

learnin' about theory
and composition, man, I...

I'm thinking of quitting school.

I'ma let you sit there and
tumble around in your brain

how much sense that makes.

None.

Daddy would have a fit.

Rebel, daddy ain't like you and me.

All right, I love him, but...

I mean, the guy weak.

She was always stronger than any of us,

but that's beside the point.

Look, I ain't gonna lecture your ass.

You know, we all gotta make
our own decisions in this world,

but I will hit you with
this the way Mama would.

If you blow that scholarship,
after everything I did

for you to get into that music school,

you're gonna be hella sorry.

Look at me in my eye, Lik.

Am I lyin'?

No.

All right, man, I love you.

Don't chump your life away.

I love you, too, Sis.

Now you sure?

You know they got me pissin'.

Man, serious?

Can't enjoy nothin',
super homicide girl.

Look, I do my thing when I need to.

This you, too?

Blow that out the window.

I don't want my place reekin' like weed.

All right.

There's no sense in arguing
about what you can't change.

There's a moment in time

where everything you
were ever confused about

will come clear to you.

It's up to you how
quickly you get there.

So, finish reading "The Odyssey"

and we will review it
at length next week.

Good session, gentlemen.

Did you even start?

Man, that thing's over 300 pages long.

It don't got a damn thing
to do with police work.

Hey, Rebel.

So I see you're still hazin'
the young'uns with the Greek.

Yeah, you know me.

I heard what happened out in the field.

Now you know I don't like surprises.

I didn't even know it was a thing.

Well, it is a "thing."

It's hard for me to look out for people

when I don't know what to expect.

Don't let it happen again.

- Did you read my pages?
- Don't change the subject.

Look, I don't want you
to get fried out there

on both sides, so you
watch yourself, all right?

Huh.

Yes, I...

I thought this was...

Adequate.

Oh, you hated it. I didn't hate it.

Poetry's a language in and of itself.

It speaks to people on
a very personal level.

But I do think you're too close to it.

Back up. Give it some time.

Let it breathe.

Then it'll fly.

Don't give me no attitude.

Remember what I said.

Good morning, captain.

Langford Harvey's in the hospital.

Do you wanna tell me
there was self-defense

- involved in that arrest?
- Absolutely.

One of his friends attempted
to solicit me into a sexual act,

and Langford, himself, threatened me,

and I feared bodily harm.

Is that all?

You're incredible, Knight.

- You know that?
- Yeah, so I've been told.

You and Mack are gonna
cover the East Side tonight,

track the suspects in the Lopez case.

I thought we were on Tedesco.

After what you did with Langford Harvey?

You don't get to be
around any white people.

I feel punished.

Ah, nice teeth, Jimmy.

You should have been my
partner, not my brother's.

You could have seen these
pearly whites every day.

I'm pretty sure they
woulda lost their luster.

Mm-hm.

Explain this to me. You're a woman.

What do chicks mean when they say

there's something different about you,

but don't return your call?

It means it was a bad date.

I do get lonely sometimes.

How long's it been since, uh...

We got together?

Months.

You've been separated for over a year

and I know you don't have no boyfriend.

Mack...

You really wanna go there?

Yeah.

Yeah, let's go there.

I mean, what...

What are you doing
when the urge comes on?

Who are you going to?

Not me.

For what it's worth,

I think we had pretty good chemistry.

Listen, Mack, you're a sweet guy,

really, but...

It was just something
to do at the moment.

It was a mistake.

So just leave it be.

[Police Radio]: "Shots fired in an alley

down the 800 block at state.

The suspect is a black male."

Oh, what else?

Let the beat deal with it.

We've got our possible
suspects to look after.

Yeah, but we're right here.

Ten-four heading to the scene.

Detectives Knight and
McIntyre responding.

Over.

Get down! Drop your weapon!

Get down, now!

- Drop the gun!
- Drop the weapon, now!

Turn around!

Slowly.

Put your hands behind your head.

Step back!

Slowly!

On the ground!

Get on your knees now!

Are you gonna shoot me...

Your own brother?

Malik?

What's up, Mack?

What are you doing out
here with a gun, man?

Look, I just picked it up.

We was out here with
Texas and some folks

about to hit this spot when...

Look, these dudes started shooting.

Mack, drop your gun it's Malik.

Dude, that's my brother.

He ain't gonna do nothing.
He dropped his piece.

Do you hear me?

Drop that gun, right now!

Mack, I swear to god...

No!

Malik, where's your gun? Ahhh!

He tried to kill me!

Stay right there, all right?

I might have to cuff you.

You shot me.

But all this is gonna work itself out.

Sorry.

You're a bitch, you know?

Okay, well, this bitch
is gonna make sure

you walk again, all right?

I'll get you to the car and the ER.

Shots fired. Officer down.

- Wait! Wait!
- Detective down.

I'll call it in.

He dropped his weapon.

For God's sakes.

Please, don't shoot!

Malik, don't run!

Malik!!

Oh, god...

He has no weapon.

Get away!

This is your fault.

Not now, Daddy. Let's not do this.

When you first got in
this police business,

Malik started to act out.

I told you to put him in a
cell down at your station.

That would have scared him
into listening to somebody.

But, no, unh-unh.

Then the streets got his ear.

And now my boy is gone!

Lower your voice.

Don't tell me what the
hell to do, Bernadette!

This is your fault, too!

Daddy, it's Rebecca.

I'm not Mama.

Come on.

You haven't held my hand
like this since I was a kid.

You will always be my little girl.

Listen...

You be nice to the man.

He still loves you.

Malik was like a brother to me, sir.

Yeah.

How are you holdin' up, Reb?

Barely.

I can't wait to drop daddy off

so I can go out and get a drink.

Yeah, I know how that is.

Do you need anything?

Yeah.

I need a lot, but...

I don't think your new woman
would like that very much.

Just a second.

Now you know Tarsha wasn't gonna let me

come see you without her bein' here.

At least you got her trained.

You never had it like that with me.

There you go.

I'll tell you one thing,

she take one step this way,

I'ma slap her ass down
to the ground, GP.

All right.

I'll call you later,
okay, and check on you.

Oh, broh...

How is she?

What'd she say about me?

Nothing. Nothing at all, baby. Come on.

[Malik raps]: Vulnerability
is one of my biggest fears.

I hope to be at peace with myself 'cause

In my past, I was...

[Cacophony of voices, distorted speech]

Malik!

Malik, I'm so sorry.

Don't look back 'cause
I gotta shoot them.

I've gotta kill them.

Get back! Get, get back!

Now there's too many.

[Helicopter engine whining]

Rebecca...

I say I'm Bernadette.

I do what the hell I wanna do.

[Slow motion gunshots firing]

Rebecca?

Mama?

You get it together.

Can't sit around here
feelin' sorry for yourself.

Ain't nobody else feelin' sorry for ya.

Folks' baggage kill us faster than all.

[Knocks on the door] Rebel!

Hello, I got eats.

Come on!

I've only been knocking on your door

for the last 15 minutes.

I brought us some chicken sandwiches

from Bakesale Betty's.

Let me clear some space.

It's crazy outside.

Folks are ready to rise for you.

They're even talking about marching.

Oh, hell, no.

I don't want nuk-nuks or no ray-rays

kickin' up dust in my name.

You're crazy, you know that?

I went down with what happened to Malik,

but I ain't signin' up for that either.

I revised myself again...

...stick by stick.

...bone by gristle.

...stitch by hem.

I discovered that I
am poured libation...

...for a broken world...

...whether empty...

...whether standing still.

I am marked and scarred.

I cut broken glass for my shins.

I crawled for Daddy.

I've been declawed.

And frozen.

And thawed.

My god...

Take a bath, girl. You stink.

I'm gonna put the Warriors game on.

[Cellphone]: Hi, Rebel, it's Dolores.

I wanted to make sure
you're feeling better

since the funeral.

Call me back. I'd appreciate it.

Next message.

Detective Knight,

this is Stella Parker,
your union lawyer again.

You have to come to your interview today

or IA will come to
their own conclusions.

[Distorted police radio chatter]

[Cellphone]: Next message.

Hey, this is Dolores. Again.

I know you're dealing
with your own issues,

but I need help.

You haven't responded to any texts.

So, I thought I'd call you again.

I may try to come see you soon.

Something's on my mind.

Hey, Rebel.

What are y'all doin' here?

You have an IA appointment in one hour.

We're your Uber.

I already gave my
statement on the scene.

Why aren't they goin' after the
folks that killed my brother?

Rebel, this isn't your first ride.

Right?

Now if you don't make this meeting,

they're gonna send some officers

who are not as friendly as we are.

And they're gonna drag you
out for all eyes to see.

So, why don't you get dressed.

Iverson brought you a coffee
and a breakfast burrito.

Let's get this.

Detective Knight? Start rolling.

Don't worry, we'll run interference.

Go.

Half the station's siding with you,

the other half with Mack.

Truth be told,

I think Mack's a little
touched in the head.

If you ask me, both he
and his brother are inbred.

Everybody who does this
job is a little off.

Vaughn Bryant, Bryan Markey,
Rafael Lopez, April Sommerdale.

I say those names every day, Charles.

That's not gonna bring him back, Rebel.

You need to get your head
wrapped around this interview.

I'm not feelin' this.

Why am I here?

Why are they askin' me questions?

They need to be giving me some answers.

I should be suing this
department and the city.

Ms. Knight, are you ready?

Come on now. Pull it together.

We wanna make it clear

no criminal charges have been filed.

It is, however, important
that the department know

exactly what happened
the night of the shooting.

The discovery here determines

if there's gonna be a
grand jury on this case.

Detective Thompson McIntyre
claims that you intentionally

shot him to save your brother,

and the other four police officers

- claim that Knight...
- "MaLIK"

...was about to fire on them.

Negative.

Actually, Mack fired
at an unarmed civilian

who had dropped his weapon.

- Your brother... "MA-lik" Knight.
- "MaLIK" Knight

That point is irrelevant.

Ms. Knight is making a claim pursuant to

the code of police conduct.

That you don't fire
on an unarmed civilian.

So, um, in your own
words, what happened?

Malik was asked to drop his weapon

and he did as ordered.

Moments later, detective
McIntyre shot at Malik

after we both had asked
him to get on his knees.

His hands were in the air,

his weapon was ten feet in front of him.

But Mack still fired on him.

So, I pointed my gun at his left femur,

pulled the trigger,

and took him down.

Okay, wait, that is undetermined.

No, sorry, that is admissible.

Mack fired at Malik...

My brother...

And I will repeat...
An unarmed civilian.

He would have murdered
him in cold blood.

I wasn't about to let that
happen, not on my watch.

So, yes, I injured my partner

to save my brother from being executed.

But you admit you were intentionally

trying to cause physical
harm to a fellow officer.

I object to that line of questioning.

She just spelled it out.

But you're saying that it
was your duty to the law,

and not your family, that motivated you.

I'm saying...

A badge doesn't give you a murder pass.

Code of conduct states...

To protect the citizen at all costs.

I lived up to my oath.

You do realize that you're
confessing to a felony crime

that carries heavy jail time.

You think an open jury of
my peers is gonna convict me?

Not likely.

Is it possible that your brother died

because it was his own fault?

Wasn't it his choice to run
off holding a loaded weapon?

Y'all just keep
misrepresenting the facts.

Mack knew Malik.

Record this...

My partner, detective McIntyre,

had met my brother on several occasions.

But, still, he was willing
to murder him in cold blood,

because, to him, Malik
was no longer a person.

People that wear the same shield I do

murdered my unarmed brother
right in front of me.

Y'all wait till I get acquitted.

Or better yet,

y'all throw my ass in jail
like y'all really want.

This city is gonna
burn down to the ground.

Folks was already hella
mad before this mess.

I followed the letter of the law,

and I shot my partner for
justice these folks never get.

Now what else y'all wanna know?

Well, let's discuss your relationship

with your partner, detective McIntyre.

Any previous conflicts?

Mack? Naw.

No personal issues? Vendettas?

Naw. Nope. No.

Sexual harassment of any sort?

Y'all really goin' there?

Where is this leading?

She had a consensual sexual relationship

with him, didn't you?

With Mack? Once.

Maybe twice.

Wasn't no big thing.

And this sexual relationship...

I object to this line of questioning.

Naw, naw, naw, this is what y'all do.

This is what y'all always do.

Y'all take the truth,
the irrefutable facts,

and you twist it,

you grind it, and change it,

and turn it into what y'all want...

What you want.

Well, guess what?

I ain't havin' it.

How's it feel on the other side, Knight?

Why are you so quiet?

Not mouthy now, huh?

I'ma tell you like this...

What you gon' tell me? What
you gon' tell me, Rebel?

Knight! Priceless!

Knight, what are you doin' here?

Jimmy, I'm sorry about Mack, okay?

My brother is damn near crippled.

Mine's dead.

And whose fault is
that, you black bitch?

I ain't about to be called
too many more "bitches" by you.

Suspension's the least thing
you have to worry about...

Civilian.

Are you threatening her?

You wanna see me in traffic?

We can go toes any time. Oh, okay!

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! No, no, no!

Get the hell back!
Get back, both of you!

Eat balls, Chuck! She's a traitor!

To who?

Okay.

Yeah, I see what's going on here.

Kiss my pale ass.

Jimmy!

- Come on, Jimmy.
- Get the hell outta here.

- Cut it out!
- We're all on the same side!

- Get him outta here!
- Come on, guys!

All right, everybody, get back to work.

Get back to work!

This never happened.

Guard your prisoners.

I had to give a statement
to IA this morning.

I went to the doctor yesterday.

He said I'll walk again,
thanks to your marksmanship.

Look, I know it's...

Hard to apologize sometimes.

I'm not apologizin' for trying to stop

someone from shooting my brother.

Rebel, what do you want me to say?

That I screwed up...

That I freaked out and...

As a result, your brother's
not with us anymore?

Look, I am sorry.

I truly am.

But...

Look, my hands aren't the
only ones with blood on them.

What are you trying to say?

Speak your mind, Mack.

Easy, easy, baby bro.

No more for you. This is your last.

Don't!

Don't tell me what to do.

Beating yourself up over some kid

who was probably gonna end up a casualty

in the streets anyway,

is not the solution.

Jimmy, I knew this kid.

You know, I played hoops
with him a few times.

We hung out.

He wasn't a knucklehead, all right?

He had a good...

A good heart, damn.

I just...

I can't understand why
I shot at him, all right?

I mean, I must have...

I must have blacked out or something.

Listen, you gotta keep your voice down.

No, Malik wasn't a criminal.

You need to get that
shit outta your head.

You're all twisted up over
a sha nay nay, your partner.

She has your brain scrambled, you know?

Poor judgment. Women do that.

I mean, I don't know about the sisters,

but all the women in my life,

they make my blood boil.

Give me a headache
when they get too close.

Y'all ride around in
the car with this one.

Look, you don't
understand her like I do.

Oh, my god.

You still want this chick, don't you?

She put a hot one in your leg.

She damn near crippled
you and you still want her?

You wuss!

It's my brother. It's my brother.

He's had one too many.

We're leaving.

All right. All right.

Get off me.

I'm fine.

What are you lookin' at?!

Okay.

Hey, Brim!

What's up, super cop?

How ya holdin' up?

You said you had my brother's back.

The guy messed up behind us, dude.

I wasn't there, and if
I was, you know damn well

Lik wouldn't have
been holdin' no burner.

I need to find out what
happened to Malik that night.

Who the hell is Texas?

You got me bent.

Who is he, Brim?

Answer me!

If one of y'all knows something,

or gets in the way of me finding out

what happened to my brother that night,

the police is gonna be
the least of y'all worries.

Believe that.

I'm layin' everybody out who
had anything to do with it,

and I don't miss.

So, y'all marinate on
that one for a little bit.

"April Sommerdale...

A 15-year vet, no priors.

Vaughn Bryant, a 10-year vet,

suspended in 2014 for excessive force."

Hmph. "Rafael Lopez..."

- I need your help.
- I know.

I heard that in the
three messages you left.

Hello to you, too, Rebel.

I haven't been here for years.

Yep.

A lot has happened since that time.

What do you want, Dolores?

Something to drink...

Would be nice to start.

Coffee? Tea? Water?

Tea will be fine.

Thanks.

I like what you've done with the place.

It reminds me of your
room in high school.

Why are you here?

I have a private matter on my hands.

Trouble in paradise?

I can't tell anyone else.

Bill's been kinda off.

How so?

Has his behavior changed?

Uh, yeah. Uh, yeah.

It's weird. Not him.

It's more of an
intuition thing, you know?

It's not one thing specifically.

Okay, I need some details, Dolores.

Be clear.

Sometimes he hovers of
me when I'm sleeping.

Or when he thinks I'm sleeping.

And I can feel this rage
building up inside of him,

like he's getting up the nerve to...

Do something to me.

Am I losing my mind?

Well, for now, let's
assume you're not crazy.

He bought a gun.

I know it's not illegal
to buy a firearm.

But why does a CPA need one?

A gun? What kinda gun?

I don't know. The big kind.

The wife-killing kind.

Can you show it to me?

Bill?

Bill, are you here?

I'll go get it.

A Smith & Wesson M&P 40 semi-automatic.

Any problems in your marriage? Fights?

You know, verbal, physical?

No, I mean...

He's been really sweet
and loving lately.

It seems kinda fake.

Money trouble? Financial distress?

No, we've both been
working conSistently.

You know I have grandma's trust.

God bless grandma Wallace.

All right, DLo, I'ma look into this

and see what I can find.

But I'ma have to tread lightly

because I'm high profile right now.

Put that back exactly
where you found it.

Thank you.

Hey, you.

Hey, what you doin'? Workin'?

Watchin' the clock's more like it.

I'm so tired of actin' busy.

Girl, you need to lower your voice

before somebody hear you.

I know, right?

I'm diggin' the whole bohemian
thing you got goin' on.

Thank you.

I'm about to start
workin' on this case board.

I thought they suspended you.

Uh, they did,

but Dolores needs me to look into

something about her man.

But I don't have access to no systems.

Don't trip.

I can look up anything
you need from here.

Are you sure? I don't want
you gettin' in trouble.

We both can't be outta work.

Girl, please, I'm lookin'
for something to do

other than sittin' in
the bathroom to kill time.

Does she know what he's up to?

Uh, who the hell knows?

She feels threatened, though,

so I told her I'd look into it,

you know, give her some peace of mind.

Mm, easy cheesy.

Men leave trails all the time.

It's like dogs pissin' on trees.

They can't help it.

Shoot me his name and number

and I'll drop off
everything I have on him

when I get off work.

All right. All right, I'll see you then.

Okay. Bye.

What happened to all your poems?

Girl, I told you I was building a case.

So, what you got for me?

Why do all married men still wanna date?

He's definitely been
hittin' the porn sites,

and some call girl sites
goin' some three years back.

Mm-hm. Typical husband.

Hey, look into Dolores' stuff, too.

She was acting hella shady.

Clearly did not want me
to see who was callin' her.

Do you think she knew who it was?

Yeah, that's why she
didn't answer the phone

or let me see the caller ID.

Smart, Rebel.

I'll see if I can pull
her phone records as well.

Mm-hm. Do that.

Hey, and meet me at Daddy's later.

I'm cookin'.

Oh...

Hey, listen, tonight
it's the dragon lady.

Yeah, well, we're trying to get things

back to normal around here.

That there is catfish...

Lake Charles, Louisiana style.

Yeah, my little girl done growed up

knowin' how to do all that.

Now I'm gonna have to
change what I'm wearing,

or I'm gonna smell like
fish 'n grits all night.

Well, he likes it.

It makes him feel good
seein' me be domestic.

- Oh...
- Hey...

Put some kick in there, baby.

Daddy, get out the kitchen.

I got this.

You know he's trying to turn
you into your mama, right?

Girl, that's why I got
the hell up outta here.

[Malik's music plays on the stereo]

Wow, Malik burned a CD for daddy.

Becca? Get a glass.

Cheena, you get one, too.

Y'all meet me outside.

Let's toast some libation.

[Malik's CD continues playing quietly]

Here's to you, son.

I hope that, uh...

I hope that you're lookin'
down on us and, uh...

Makin' that music that you always loved.

To my baby brother Malik...

You are pure in heart and soul.

You will forever be a part of us.

[Malik's CD continues playing quietly]

[Malik's CD continues playing quietly]

Let's eat.

[Malik's CD continues playing quietly]

I'll be in in a second.

Hello.

- Can I speak to officer Bryant.
- This is officer Bryant.

Who am I speaking to here?

Yeah, how are you doing?
This is officer Knight.

Well... Hello

I don't know what to say.

Hey, thanks for lettin' me crash.

I didn't feel like
rollin' back to the 'dro.

Small things to a giant, Cheen.

Hm...

[Mixed conversations outside]

The press has been
out there all morning.

Them fools stay lurkin'
outside my apartment.

Yeah, Rebel, you're big time now.

Gotta make sure the make-up's on point,

and the eyebrows on fleek.

Ooh, if they see you, they'll see me.

How do I look?

Fine as hell...

- Highlight lady.
- Really?

No, but I will drop you off at work.

I've gotta go see what Bill's doin'.

I don't have to be there
for another hour or so,

so, I can join you, if you like.

[Shouting questions]

[Shouting questions continues]

Back up! Back up!

What are you... What are you doing?

Hold on, Cheena.

[Cheena screams]

Calm down! I got this.

Woo!

You one crazy heifer.

[Laughs]

Dang, Reb, how you know
he come out this early?

Well, Dolores says he's
been leaving at 7:30 A.M.,

when he don't actually
get to work till 9:30.

I wonder why?

Well, hello, the man's
gonna dip his stick

before hittin' the office.

Yeah, but who's the chick, though?

And is he willing to
do something to Dolores

to be with this other woman?

I'd love to play "murder
she wrote" all day,

but I have to beat my boss to work.

So, I'll hit you if I
find anything else, okay?

Hm..

Be safe.

Hey...

Oh, there she is.

There's my girl.

I've gotta figure out who
that gun is registered to.

I need access to that police database.

That gun is overkill, for sure.

A year ago, he bumps
up her life insurance

to one million, and this after he keeps

hittin' up the same girl
on the hot Asians site.

He also texts a specific
number belonging to Krista Kwon.

Who now has his baby.

Hm, you know Bill and
Dolores have had no kids.

Dolores is not gonna take this well.

So, it's obvious.

He's got a little something-something
on the side and a child

he wants to do away with Dolores
and be with his new family.

What? What?

Something don't feel right to me.

I mean, the man wanna
get rid of his wife,

but that's a whole
lotta gun for one woman.

Maybe he wants to buy the best,

most expensive gun he could.

I mean, he wants to do the job right.

He just wants her good and killed.

Yeah, that may be part of the story,

but that ain't all of it.

I'm gonna have to call in a favor.

Moving target.

Looks like you already
got your target tagged.

You like it like that, don't you, Jimmy?

Rebel.

Ooh. Ouch.

You got some nerve comin' in here.

Yeah, I called you three times

about Vaughn Bryant
and you never returned.

And I told you that I
was gonna look into it.

But that wasn't fast enough for you.

So, you dig up his number and call him

at home with his wife and kids.

Yep, I called to see if he was willing

to talk about what happened that night.

I am done protecting you.

What am I supposed to
do? They killed Malik.

Am I supposed to act like that's cool,

like his life don't matter?

Of course, it does.

But people on our side of
the field see it differently.

They see it as an officer down

and a young black kid
with a gun in his hand,

standing over him a few feet away.

Malik was not holding a gun.

I feel for you.

But let's not pretend we
don't know why this happened.

You need to let it go.

I don't even know why I'm
talking about this with you.

I need to be talking to my damn lawyer.

Don't overreact. Just let it go.

I need a favor.

You are really pushin' it.

I need you to look up these plates

and see who this gun is registered to.

Come on, Chuckie, please?
Handle this for me.

Don't call me "Chuckie."

The vehicle is registered
to Ahmed Zirnoff.

Any priors?

Just a few outstanding tickets.

It says he's on asylum
from Chechnya. That's it.

And the gun?

The gun's registered
to a William Ehrhart.

- What are you into?
- Nothing.

- Yell at me.
- What?

Argue with me or they'll
think we're in cahoots.

Look, I've had enough of you!

You have caused enough
problems in this department

to last a lifetime!

And I'm tired of carrying
you and your baggage!

Now get out!

All right, I'm leavin', Chuckie.

Get out! Now!

You make my blood pressure rise!

There she goes...

The hardest working
woman in law enforcement.

What are you doin' here?

What you think?

TJ, this is not the night
for all of that, all right?

Don't make me regret I
haven't taken my key back yet.

I'm your key.

Get out.

No.

TJ, stop playin'.

Rebel...

When you know me to play?

Get out.

Be nice.

Back up!

- Back up? Huh?
- TJ!

At ease, solider.

Back up.

Don't bite me. That hurts.

I would never hurt you.

Yeah.

That's what I'm talkin' about.

Mm-hm.

Oh, I can't stand you.

Uh-huh?

[Moaning noises]

- Damn, Reb.
- I don't want my key back

I'm not gettin' it.

That's what you get for
showin' up unannounced.

You like that, huh?

If I go to jail,

will you come give me conjugal visits?

Let me get this straight.

You're in one place... All the time.

Ready for me.

Girl, what you think?

They ain't lockin' me up.

I'ma beat this. Watch.

I hope so, babe.

I hope so.

What have you been doing with your time?

A private case.

You know, it's interesting,

I never thought about it, but...

After this all blows over,

I might go into business...
Investigating work.

Any money in that?

Is there?

A lot of cops do it as a side hustle.

You know they don't pay us nothin'.

But it feels good.

It feels...

Free, different.

And I get to make my own rules.

What's wrong?

I'm thinkin' about movin' back east.

I mean...

I moved out here for you.

We're not together anymore,

so, why am I still here, hm?

Well, do what you gotta do, I guess.

She goin' with you?

You ain't goin' nowhere, brah.

Reb...

We... I...

Can't keep doin' this.

Well, it works for right now.

Right?

[Chinese drumming, cymbals clanging]

Why are you walkin' like that?

What if they turn around?

Does he look like he wants to kill her?

She look even remotely afraid of him?

No way.

Happily married, it seems to me.

How are you gonna get her alone?

We're friends.

I'm emotionally unstable, remember?

So, for dinner tonight,
I want you to take me

to the place with the spicy mustard.

- You know the place?
- Yeah, I know the place.

Do you remember it?

And what's that chicken
thing that I like?

- Oh, chicken...
- Dolores!

Rebel, oh, my god.

Are you okay?

Uh, honey, I'm gonna go get some coffee.

- You want anything? Okay.

I'm so wrecked, I don't
know what to do with it.

What's goin' on, Dolores?

You are not afraid of
your husband at all.

I have to pretend like
everything's normal.

No, you're up here hugged up cupcakin'.

- Don't play me.
- Rebel, I swear...

Oh, really? Who's Ahmed?

Hey. That place didn't
take credit cards, you know?

It's okay. I'll come with you.

I'll talk to you later.

- Mm-hm.
- Okay?

- Is she okay?
- Yeah.

[Chinese drumming, cymbals clashing]

They're not leavin' together?

You follow Bill in your car.

I'm on Dolores' ass.

What's hubby up to?

He's at the house. Nothing special.

Yeah, I'm just followin'
cheerleader around town.

Uh-oh, girl, I think you
need to get over here.

- Forget Dolores.
- Why? What's the deal?

Another guy just showed up.

I'm on my way.

Can I help you?

- Cheen, what's he doin' now?
- Uh, he's leaving.

I heard nothing. What should I do?

Call the police. Call them right now.

Dial 9-1-1.

Okay, okay, okay, I'll do it.

Uh... 9... 1... 1...

Drop the guns!

Derek!

Why are you here?

'Cause I just am.

Move, brah.

Watch the blood.

Matter of fact...

Y'all just stay at the door
and don't touch anything.

You know the drill.

Adam 14, a possible
assault on Valley Street.

Check around the back.

Bill?

Bill?

You know him?

His wife's a friend of mine.

Lieutenant Gold just got here.

What the...?

Obviously, you don't give
a damn about your career,

but for the sake of mine...

Multiple stab wounds
to the heart, kidneys,

the liver.

Bye, Rebel. Oh, no, no, come here.

His throat has been cut.

You can't be here... You understand?

You go now and you make
it for real this time.

A ritualistic murder...

Stabbing and the throat is cut,

methodical gangster technique.

Look into anything you have
on local Chechen groups.

His wife was into something
that got him killed.

I was helping her. She was afraid.

Look, you can't be here.

You have to leave before Frank shows up,

otherwise, he's gonna have
to take a statement from you,

and that'll just add to your
long list of infractions.

Okay? Go.

She look real or is she actin'?

No, that looks like pain on her face.

Oh, my god...

Deep pain.

Bill...

That don't mean she
didn't have him murdered.

I mean, she coulda knew

that he knocked up the side piece.

Maybe she wanted to get
rid of them and, you know,

step out on her own.

That means her acting
skills are hella good,

and that isn't the Dolores that I know.

- No...
- What did I get myself into?

The way I see it is Bill got a heater

'cause he knew Dolores was
into it with this new guy.

If he was puttin' it down on his wife,

- he could kill him as well.
- Exactly!

Dolores can't merk the side chick

'cause there's a baby involved.

But she can get rid of her husband.

I just don't understand why
she brought me into this.

Bitch.

Just like a spoiled brat...

you run to mama's house
every time there's trouble.

Jesus! Rebel!

Your boyfriend, who
killed Bill, who is he?

What are you doing here? You scared me.

I'll give you something to be afraid of.

How about accessory to murder?

Go away. I don't need
you anymore, Rebel.

Ow! Go away?!

Trick, you got me caught up in yo mess.

And I'm firing you.

Dolores, I am two steps
away from twisting yo ass up.

Now the cops will wanna know
if you had Bill murdered.

No. I loved Bill.

I made a mistake.

I had a fling.

But Ahmed is dangerous.

I had no idea that
he could be so brutal.

Did you know Bill started a new family?

What are you talking about?

Tell me everything you
know about this lover,

and I'll let you know what I
discovered about your husband.

So, Dolores was scared
of Bill, who was cheating.

She started talking to

one of the security
guards at her job about it.

Ahmed Zirnoff, not a
regular building guard,

- but a Chechen refugee.
- Right.

She asked him to look
out for her privately,

but Ahmed never comes up with anything.

Instead, he makes his move,

one thing turns into another,

they end up havin' an affair,

which is basically the
beginning of the end for Bill.

'Cause our Chechen friend's

not just protective, he's jealous.

Right, she tells her
lover about the gun,

Bill ends up dead.

So, what now?

Hey!

I know you!

How do... How do I know you?

You were on the news!

You're the new... The...

The protest, the police protest, right?

Alcohol is a helluva drug.

I'm down with that.

Black lives matter.

For real? Uh, Jed.

Pipe down. Leave her be.

Anyway, I need to get this evidence...

Either the knife that
he used to kill Bill,

or loverboy, himself, otherwise...

Dolores is goin' to jail.

You just won't let one go, huh?

All for your Becky's piece?

Oh, girl, please. She got that gwop.

How much she givin' you?
None of your business.

But she do pay very, very well.

So, you know, I'ma take it.

And don't trip and
don't ask me for nothin'

when I get it, so the answer is no.

That's cold, Rebel.

Rene, Rene...

You're in full violation.

You do know the state of California's

in a drought, right?

I'm doin' my mandate in two minutes.

What the hell you doin' around here?

- You lost or something?
- Oh, please.

The 69 Village is my
old stompin' grounds.

I made my bones here...
Takin' down local legends

like Felix, Lil D, "Ant" flowers.

What the hell you want? A cookie?

[Laughs]

- How are you doin', Re...
- Are you stalking me now?

I'ma let you all handle this.

- I'll see you around, Charles.
- Yeah, it's good to see you.

You, too.

All right, answer the question.

I, uh, talked to the captain...

About your pending lawsuit.

And if I don't sue?

The brass said they'll
lift your suspension.

What I gotta do?

Kiss some babies?
Shake some hands, first?

This is a good thing, Rebel.

You'll be reinstated immediately.

You'll finally get your
life back together again.

The department don't make
cupcake deals like that

unless they want something in return.

The offer on the table is official...

Providing you drop your
lawsuit against the department.

But, if you don't...

They're gonna come after you
with everything they have.

The IA will dig deeper
into the shooting,

and you, with your priors,

you may not come out on the other end

the way you want to.

Since when have you
become the messenger boy?

You have no concept of teamwork...

Because all you ever
think about is yourself.

Now the reality is that
I've been lookin' out for you

ever since you came out of the academy.

So, if I were you,

I'd be careful about biting the hand

of the people who feed you.

You know what I'm loyal to, Charles?

I'm loyal to the truth.

And do you know what the truth is?

This department only
cares about its own image.

It could give a damn
about me or the town.

You've always been very astute.

Now I can't tell you which
way to go on this one.

The ball is in your court.

But you need to decide where you stand.

Hold it! Why'd you kill Bill? Huh?!

You speak English?

Did she have you do it?!

She had you do it, didn't she?

Who are you? Huh?

Why you follow me? Huh?!

Answer me!

Ahmed! She sees too much.

You have to kill her now!
Dump the body in the bay.

You tell us something.

It will hurt less before
you go to sleep forever.

Or maybe you want to burn...

I can steam you just like a crab.

Then... You... Will... Talk.

If you let me down, I'll talk.

Funny.

You make jokes?

Oh!

[Shouting in non-English language]

[Speaks non-English language]

[Roaring]

Oh!

Get yo ass up!

We're goin' bye-bye.

I called you over an hour ago.

You're not even supposed to be here.

I'm trying to save
lives, don't you get it?

I don't. Explain it to me, then.

Listen, I don't play
around. You know that.

You, you're always wiser, aren't you?

Come on, Charles, you know me.

I wouldn't be here
unless there was a reason.

Them guys is terrorists.

That man killed Bill.

You're really squeezin' my
balls on this one, Rebel.

I know, but we've got
bigger problems, all right?

Come downstairs.

All right, let's go.

It's all been cleared out!

Fertilizer, pressure cookers, maps.

They are planning something big.

- Yeah, right.
- Listen to yourselves.

Look, you just
pipe down, all right?

Now, look...

Charles, I need to say something.

Some of y'all know me.

Others may have heard things.

Even before this
incident with my partner,

I wasn't necessarily the
favorite at the station.

Whether you hated me,

or put up with the way I acted,

y'all know I did good work.

I know when right is right.

Y'all might think I
betrayed you or the badge,

but let me set y'all
straight on something.

We ain't family.

This is a job.

And it's one I don't
think I can do anymore.

What the hell are you doing?

Choosing a side.

You're making a big mistake.

It won't be my first or my last.

I read all of your ideas

and I have to tell
you I'm not impressed.

I need you guys to be
thinking outside the box.

And I'd really, really like to

give me something amazing, something new,

- something inspiring.
- Hey! DLo!

Excuse me for one second.

I was in a meeting, okay?
This is where I work.

You cannot just do this.

Dolores, change your
stank face, all right?

I just saved you from
a life behind bars.

You like doing this to me, don't you?

I'm just doin' me.

You get off on riling me up.

Thank you for handling Ahmed.

I just hope his friends
don't come find me.

That's why I'm here.

You know where they at?

Don't play with me, DLo.

There's a restaurant.

It's Russian-Ukrainian.
It's on Case Street.

- I'll be in touch.
- Whoa, whoa, Rebel.

You're getting the SWAT team, right?

The army?

These are dangerous people.

[Screams]

Damn, cow, how much stuff do you have?

Girl, you know I quit my job.

I don't need any of this stuff anymore.

Ooh, you can say that again.

Shut up. That's my mama's coat.

It may come in handy again.

So, what are you gonna do
now that you're not 5-0?

Are you gonna start your own

private investigative
service or something?

I'ma bet on myself.

Help me with this stuff,

so I can take it down for donations.

Ratchet detective and her sidekick.

I'ma get a utility
belt and some spandex.

No.

Please put your hands together

for our next poet comin' to the stage...

Rebel.

Do your thing.

"Allegiance.

Like rusted barbed wire,
nothing gets past me.

Over me.

Never bow.

Nothing can get through to me,

but your mixtures
of smiles and advice.

And now that can only
touch me through rain.

Mama, I miss you.

My doubt outruns ruined pantyhose,

goin' back and forth,

like a father to work,
a mother to prayer.

Write a song for yourself.

One that can march when
your walk is crooked,

and your back is misguided.

A song of allegiance that can speak

when your twisted
tongue is to capacity

with blues and sours and thorns.

A song that pledges allegiance

to bodies that abandon
couches and beds,

but comfort the concrete slabs of...

Oakland, Ferguson, Baltimore,

New York, Baton Rouge, Minneapolis,

Tulsa, Charlotte.

Blow the horn. Live to tell.

Rebel.

Allegiance.

To soldiers who can't stop fighting

'cause after the tour,

it's the mistrust and broken hearts,

and invisible fathers
with brown companions

that go down strong
with Rhythm & Blues.

Allegiance...

To badges...

To protect and serve,
protect and serve,

protect and serve,
because everyone deserves

quiet skies, sunny cookouts,

water to travel, fire to see,

even me.

Brown he missing she.

Hands up, lives down.

Mother pray, never bow.

Father cry, blow the horn.

Live to tell.

I pledge allegiance..."

- Yeah, uh-huh.
- Listen.

"...to Rebel."

What the hell are you
doin' followin' me?!

Hector?

You looking for Texas?