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♪ The red sun rose this morning ♪

♪ Dark skies pronounce your warning ♪

♪ Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide ♪

♪ Hold on the floor is caving ♪

♪ Your walls turning to cages ♪

♪ Your refuge will be your demise ♪

♪ Dances with the devil ♪

♪ Your power isn't special ♪

♪ We don't fit on your canvas ♪

♪ We burn it all to ashes now ♪

♪ 'Cause we are the outlaws ♪

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♪ 'Cause we are the outlaws ♪

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(Imani moaning)

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(Imani moaning)

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- No! (gasps)

- [Detective Harris] So you ready to talk?

- I told y'all what happened already.

- Tell us what happened.

- It was a setup.

- You expect us to believe that?

- Yes!

I ain't do this.

- We would love to believe you, Ms. Wright,

but you have to admit

your version of events sound pretty bizarre.

- Look, we know you're scared.

We just want the truth.

Why don't you just do us all a favor and confess?

- Yo, I swear to God I ain't do this.

I'm telling y'all the truth.

And what about the other women?

Y'all talk to them bitches?

- [Detective Jones] Miss Quinn, could you please tell us

what happened this morning?

- You're in love with her, aren't you?

- You guys, you don't know her like-

- Like what?

Like you do?

- Susan, she, um-

- Susan? Are you talking about Susan Carter?

She was your friend too, correct?

- Correct.

- What flavor is that?

- Why?

- Can I see it?

Ms. Carter, you can't smoke in here.

- Why would you?

You know what?

What are y'all gonna do?

Arrest me?

Oh, I forgot, you can't

because I haven't done anything.

Who have you talked to already?

Leslie?

- Hmm. - Deidra?

Look, I didn't do this,

but I assume you both already know that.

That's why I'm not under arrest. Right?

This is pointless.

- Why don't you take us

through the events from this morning?

- I already told y'all what happened.

- Well, let's go through 'em again.

- Why is y'all doing this to me?

- We're doing our jobs!

(Elaine breathing heavily)

- Imani!

Imani, please come to the playhouse now.

(Elaine breathing heavily)

Okay.

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- [Detective Jones] Where were you this morning,

Mrs. Wright?

- I was at home.

My husband left yesterday on a business trip.

- So you were home alone? - Yes.

- Asleep alone?

- Yes.

- But the phone woke you up?

- Yeah, it was Elaine.

She was in some kind of panic.

- And what time was that?

- I don't know, like 7:00, 7:30.

I don't fucking know.

- And what did she say, Elaine?

- All she said was that I need to get here.

- Get where? To the playhouse?

- Excuse me?

- The playhouse.

Isn't that what you and your friends call the house

that you all had to have extra marital affairs?

I mean, before you start,

we already spoke to your friends.

They've already confirmed what we know.

- Elaine, what was so urgent

that I need to get up outta my bed so early for, hmm?

Oh my God!

What the fuck happened?

- I, I don't know.

- What do you mean you don't know?

- I don't know.

I just, I walked in and he was there.

- Did you call anybody?

- Yeah. Leslie, Susan.

Deidra didn't answer.

- The police?

- No.

- Okay. Okay.

I need you to call Deidra and get everybody here right now.

- Are we gonna go to jail?

- No.

No.

- Didn't you bring him in here last night?

- No. No, I wasn't here.

- Then how did he get here?

- I don't know.

- I mean, somebody let him in and killed him.

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- Can I go now?

- You were having an affair.

- I'm sorry.

Is that a crime?

- Does your husband know about the...

Playhouse?

- I don't know what you insinuating.

- Simple question.

Do each of your husbands know that you ladies were using

that condo for your jump off?

- Bitch, I don't know.

I only got one husband.

You figure it out.

- [Detective Harris] Oh, we gonna figure it out.

- That's your job, ain't it?

- And I'm gonna do it.

- You should.

- Can't wait to see your ass in cuffs.

- And I can't wait to get your ass

up outta this motherfucking room.

Play with me.

- [Detective Harris] Meet me outside.

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♪ Baby, instead of saving face ♪

♪ What I needed, boy ♪

♪ And I'm holding a space 'til they tell me no ♪

♪ Baby, it's right ♪

- Oh, so we playing hard to get?

♪ And I know how it is walking out the door ♪

♪ When I leave it's the same ♪

♪ Still the metaphor ♪

♪ I don't love you the same now I keep it slow ♪

♪ Baby, it's hard ♪

- Wake up, sleepy head.

Come on. We gotta get up.

The cleaning crew will be here in a minute

and I gotta get home to get dressed for a meeting.

- Why you ain't gonna bring your sexy self back to bed?

- Mm-mm.

- I bet I could make you change your mind.

- No, baby.

Mommy gotta gets the money.

So you gotta get up and get out.

See you soon.

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- So did you ever use the playhouse?

- I beg your pardon?

- The playhouse!

Isn't that what you and your friends called it?

Place where you can take your male jump offs?

Your catch of the day, your one night stands?

- No, that's ridiculous.

- Maybe you even took your female jump offs there.

- You're crazy.

- Yeah, maybe.

But five beautiful women friends since college.

What was it?

You weren't happy in your respective marriages?

- Oh my God. - Needed to feel alive?

Empowered?

- That's ridiculous.

- Maybe, Ms. Quinn,

but one of your friends have already made a full confession.

Would you like to know who?

- Okay. Okay.

I, I don't do stuff like that.

- Do stuff like what?

Fool around on your husband?

- I love my husband.

- [Detective Harris] Right, you love your husband.

- [Detective Jones] Where were you this morning?

- With Leslie.

- Les? Leslie?

- [Detective Harris] Leslie? The model?

- Yeah.

- [Detective Jones] What were you two doing?

- We were having breakfast.

There were plenty of people that can confirm that.

- Yeah, but isn't she a part of the playhouse crew?

- And?

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- What's going on?

- We got a serious problem.

- Holy shit.

Deidra.

- Deidra? Hold up.

You think your sister would do something like this?

- No. No.

We have to call the police.

- We can't call the police.

You do know what they would do to all of us, right?

- There's a dead man in our house.

- What about our husbands?

This would devastate our families.

Think about them.

- Why did you mention Deidra?

- Look, we can't call the police,

but we do have to figure something out.

- Like what, Imani?

Chop his body parts up and throw 'em in the trash

and then throw it in the dumpster, right?

- I don't fucking know.

But what I do know is I'm not going down for this.

(door clicks)

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- Is he dead?

Oh my God.

- [Imani] Susan.

- What the hell happened? - Susan.

- We don't know yet.

- And where's Deidra?

Why isn't she here?

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♪ Hey, what up say ♪

(party guests chattering)

- Got that drip on.

- (laughs) Yeah.

Yeah, but on some business stuff though,

you know that building that you was trying to get into?

- Mm-hmm.

- Well, the host of the party, she bidding.

- Who that?

- She right there in the middle.

- Hmm, bad sis. - For sure.

Might be, you know?

(glasses clink)

(both chattering)

Anything, man. - Tight, you know? Tight.

- (laughs) Yeah. - Hmm.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

How y'all doing? I'm Michael.

- I'm Imani. This is Elaine.

How you doing?

- I'm good. What y'all do?

- I'm in development.

- Hmm, development. What's that?

- So- - She's in real estate.

- Oh, so the quiet one talks?

- Oh, hell no.

Should I be jealous right now?

Because I'm so confused.

- You want to get outta here?

- Listen, honey, this is my event,

but we can pick it up later.

All right? Come on, baby.

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(group chattering)

Oh my God, you came!

- Hi, beautiful. - Hi, how are you?

Kyrie.

- Imani.

- How are you though?

- I'm good. How are you? - You look beautiful.

I love to see when you're happy.

- Thank you. - Kyrie!

- Oh my goodness. - Hey, what's up, baby?

- Nothing happening. - How you feeling?

I see you finally got my boy out the house.

- Hello. How are you? - Everything's good.

- Yes. - Let's go get a drink.

Leave the ladies to talk. - Let's do that.

- What's wrong with him?

- I don't even know.

Honestly, it's, lately it's been a lot.

- Trust me. I feel you for sure.

- Can I get a drink?

- Absolutely.

Come on, baby. I got you. - Okay.

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- Mm, mm, mm.

It is some fine men in here tonight.

(Elaine chuckles)

What?

You gonna act like you don't see what I see?

- I mean...

- It's okay. It'll come to you.

Or maybe come on you. (laughs)

- Oh my God, Susan. - I'm just playing.

- You're a freak. - Oh.

(Elaine laughs)

- Look like Suzy having a bit too much fun.

- Yeah, and you just ruined it for me, Peter.

- Hi, Elaine. Is Umar here?

Or did you mercifully give him the permission to stay?

- Um.

- Yeah, there's that charm I loathe so much.

- Yeah, and that's why you married me.

- Or maybe it was that $10 million inheritance that you

had?

- No, I, I think he's here somewhere.

- Great.

I'll go ahead and fetch him.

- Yes, Peter. Fetch.

Fetch away.

- Girl, oh my God!

- I don't, I don't know how I deal with that.

- I have no idea.

- How are you? - Good. How are you?

- I usually never do this, but are you Leslie James?

- Guilty.

- I'm Raymond. Raymond Ellis.

- Pleasure to meet you, Raymond.

Hmm.

- It's a beautiful place.

It's yours?

- No, it's my girlfriend, Imani.

She's a broker.

She's hosting an opening tonight.

- Girlfriend?

- No, not like that.

- Oh.

- She's my best friend since college.

- [Raymond] Well, that's good to know.

- So what about you?

Are you like a crazy fan or stalker or something?

- No, no, no.

Actually I'm here with Judge Sinclair.

- Okay. What do you do for the judge?

- You could say I'm her assistant.

- Assistant?

I heard about

the Honorable Judge Sinclair's male assistants.

Hmm.

- So what about you?

- What about me?

- Are you looking for a, uh, conquest?

I mean, assistant?

I come highly qualified.

- Hmm.

- You ready? - Hey.

- How you doing, bro?

Kyrie James, Leslie's husband.

- Raymond.

Raymond Ellis.

Well, uh, I guess I better get going.

The judge doesn't like it when I'm away for too long.

You two have a nice evening.

- You too. - Mm-hmm.

What was that about?

- I don't like the way he was looking at you.

And if I didn't know any better,

I think you was enjoying that little bit of attention.

- Don't project your bullshit on me, Kyrie.

You know what? Maybe you right.

Maybe I did like it.

You could learn something from him.

(Leslie scoffs)

- Damn, this place is fire!

- Must you always make a scene, sis?

- You know me. - Hey, you look beautiful.

- Thank you. - You too, this is nice.

- Yes.

- [Both] Cheers.

- Now you know that dude Angel is somewhere around here.

- Yeah, where is Angel?

- I don't know.

- [Imani] I'm glad I got y'all together.

- This is nice. - Thank you, thank you.

So come here. - What?

- I want y'all to check the group chat tomorrow

'cause I got something I wanna show y'all.

- You always up to something, Imani.

- True. - Duh, bitch.

- I hope it's a good surprise. - I know.

- You know how she is.

- [Imani] Isn't it always? (laughs)

- No. - Oh, girl.

(group chattering)

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- Hey, ladies. - Good morning.

- I'm so sore today. - Okay.

- Ladies, welcome to the Playhouse.

- Oh my God.

- Wow.

- This is impressive. - Girl, this is a vibe.

- So what is this, Imani?

Is this yours?

- No sis, it's ours. - Oh, okay.

- Imagine, a private oasis where we could do what we want,

when we want with who we want.

- What do you mean?

- I feel like I'm suffocating in my marriage.

Me and Evan, we ain't been seeing eye to eye

and the vibe, it just ain't there.

I'm not happy, y'all.

- So basically this is a place

where we can bring strange men and have sex with them?

- Susan! - I'm just saying.

- I mean, she's not wrong.

- Listen, I never cheated on Kyrie before, okay?

- Shit, ain't stopped him from cheating on you.

- That's not the point.

- Come on, Les.

I'm sure there are dozens of models you could bring here.

- Hmm.

- Okay, bitch.

She already got somebody in mind.

- You see? I know. - Shut up.

- Listen ladies, listen.

This is a once in a lifetime opportunity,

not to mention a great investment.

- Mm.

- Shit, I'm in. - Think about it.

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- I can't do this.

- And where do you think you going?

- Come on. I can't be here.

- Girl, sit down.

- What the fuck is going on in here?

Is he?

- Dead? Yes.

- Who is he?

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- Why don't you just tell us what we need to know

so that we can all go home and get some sleep?

- I don't know what happened.

- So where was your sister this morning?

- Look, I can't help you with that one right now.

Okay? I am not my sister's keeper.

- So who was the lucky girl?

Strapping young man like that?

I bet he made a lot of girls happy.

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(all chattering)

- Hey, hey, hey. Check this out.

Take that.

- What's this?

- It's five keys and it's five of us.

We each get one for the Playhouse.

- Oh.

- Girl, I don't know if I can do that. I'm sorry.

- Elaine, stop being a prude and take the fucking key.

- With our husbands sitting right there?

- They not paying us no attention.

- Listen, I'm with Elaine on this.

I don't want it.

- See, both of y'all speaking for y'all self.

They ain't speaking for me.

- How? I wanna work on my marriage.

- Mm-hmm. - You still can.

- Y'all remember when we was in college, the pact we made?

We swore we would never let anything

or anybody keep us from what we deserve.

- Oh yeah. - Mm-hmm.

- Hell, Evan reminded me of that tonight.

Our happiness is ours.

This playhouse, it'll protect that.

- Period, I like that.

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- Baby, I got something for you.

Babe?

Hey.

- Come on. Chill out, huh?

- What's with you?

- What are you talking about?

- Yo, I can't keep living like this.

- Living like what?

- Like this.

One minute you're hot, the next you're cold.

- If this is such an issue for you

then why don't we get Susan to draw up some papers for us?

- Papers? - Papers.

- You wanna talk about getting a divorce right now

after you decided to be a asshole?

- Oh, I'm the asshole? - Yeah.

- This asshole is about to get dressed for his wife's event.

- Stop.

I don't wanna go into my event upset like this.

- I'm not the one that's upset.

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- Fellas. - Yo.

- What's going on? - Reggie, Reggie.

- What's up, king? - How are you?

- What's going on? - What's good, man?

How are you?

- Well, uh. - Glad to show up, man.

- What's up? - You know me.

- Yeah, respect. - I got you, man.

- Yo, man. Congratulations on the new spot.

It looks great.

- Thanks man. We love it.

You know Imani actually did a great job finding this space.

- Yeah, this place ain't bad. - Yo, E?

You all right, man?

- Yeah, I'm all right.

If Imani is good at anything

it's putting together these bullshit ass functions.

- Damn. (chuckles)

Guess nothing's going on in your marriage.

- Peter? - Yo, yo.

- Talk to me. What's going on with you, man?

- Yo, I'm good, brother.

I'm good. I'm solid.

I just here thinking about the drunk sex

I'm going to get tonight.

- What? - Yo, this man.

- This whole machina sexual.

- Here you go with this.

What does that even mean?

- You know, sex machine.

- Bro.

- Brother ain't me getting much of that at home.

- I'm sorry to hear that, man.

- That's what happens when you step out on your wife.

- Really, bro. Really? - All right, bro.

- Settle, settle. - All right.

- How she end up finding out?

- The bitch called Leslie, man.

- Shit. - What? You serious?

- Yeah, man, I thought she was finna leave me, bro.

- But she didn't.

- Yeah, but she also said she wanted to work it out.

These last few months been fucking hell, man.

- Just give her some time

and she'll be machina sexual before you know it.

- This machina? - Bro. (laughs)

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- So, yo, just know it could have been worse.

- What you mean?

- She could look to return the favor.

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- Yeah, lemme get you a drink.

You seem a little uptight.

- Oh, double that please.

- Come on, man.

- Alright, so check this out.

The code word is S.L.I.D.E.

- What's S.L.I.D.E?

- You ain't never wanted to slide with nobody?

- Oh! - Thank you.

It's an acronym for Susan, Leslie, Imani, Deidra and

Elaine.

- Yo. That's brilliant.

- Yeah, that's brilliant. - I know.

- Mm-hmm. - I fucking hate you.

- But you love me.

- We about to turn up! - Who's taking first?

(group laughing)

- Elaine.

- Please. - We gonna start her up first.

- Yeah, first. - Awesome.

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- So none of y'all were here last night?

Well obviously someone was,

and whoever it was didn't want the rest of us to know

because I didn't receive one message from any one of you.

(suspenseful music)

- Wait, hold on.

Do everybody got their key?

Because mine is in my purse.

- Oh yeah, I got mine.

- Mines is in my purse too.

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- Deidra?

- What?

- Where's your key?

(Deidra sighs)

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Where is your key?

- I lost it. All right?

- (laughs) Of course you did.

- Fuck you Elaine.

- No, bitch. Where your key at?

- I told you I lost it.

- You lost it where?

Where?

- How should I know?

- Why the fuck you didn't say anything?

- For real, sis?

From you too?

- Guys, how did he get here?

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- Fuck.

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- Really? You gonna hold me hostage?

- Maybe.

(Imani sighs)

- It's time to get up.

Can you help me you zip this up?

- Huh?

- Can you help me zip this up?

- Yeah, I got you.

It ain't gotta be like this, you know?

- Like what?

- This. Sneaking around.

- We already talked about this.

- I know and I was cool with it in the beginning.

- And now what? - I want more.

- You know that's not possible.

- Why not?

- You know why.

Did you really think we could continue this forever?

- Yes.

- And what?

I was gonna leave my husband, half my business,

for you, for this?

- Eventually,

- Baby, I think it's time for you

to get your clothes and leave

because what we had, it's already run its course.

- You gonna regret this.

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- Are you threatening me?

You know what?

I think you need to hold onto the memories that we had

and keep your mouth shut.

Bye, Michael.

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- So how often did you frequent the Playhouse?

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- Oh, so we got ourselves a real hard ass with this one.

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- I don't know why y'all brought me in here.

I didn't kill anyone.

- But you and Imani did have a bit of a beef, right?

- Yeah, so?

We're like sisters.

Sometimes sisters beef.

That's a part of life.

- No, no, no, no.

You, you, you're the one with the criminal record.

- [Detective Jones] And you are the one with the handcuffs.

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- Look, just because I can get freaky sometimes,

that doesn't make me a murderer.

- I don't know.

I think she'll look good with handcuffs.

- Me too.

- I don't got nothing else to say.

- Let's talk about the crime,

the gun charge that you got when you were 17 years old.

- You've been committing crime for a long time, huh?

- You didn't think that we would find that?

- Those things are not supposed to be on my record anymore.

- [Detective Jones] Oh, but see, in this state,

what we know is if it happened when you were 17

but didn't have trial until you was 18 it is

definitely on your record- - Look, why am I here?

- Because you and your friends murdered someone

and we need to find out who.

- [Deidra] So then do that.

- I think we already found out who.

- This is what's interesting.

Her husband is a little White man,

(Deidra laughs)

but she had a little Black man.

- Wow. - And he died.

- No, they said he was a big Black man.

All the girls was lucky to get a piece of him.

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(camera shutter clicking)

(Elaine gasping)

- Why didn't you call the police when you found Michael?

- I, I panicked.

- So you called Imani instead?

- Yeah, we always call her first when it comes to the house.

- So you never brought anyone to the house?

- No.

- No men?

- No.

- Women?

Oh, sorry, sorry.

Looks like I struck a nerve.

- I never partook in any activities at the house.

- Why not?

You're paying for it. Why not indulge?

- I'm married!

- What does that have to do with anything?

So are the other four women.

- Listen, there had to be some eye candy in there

that you wanted to unwrap.

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- Damn, some high rollers in here tonight.

- Yeah, Imani sure can throw a party, man.

I'm telling you.

- It's plenty. - Yo, you living life, bro.

- You know. - It's cool.

- Fellas, Deidra and I decided to open our relationship.

- What? - Hey! (laughs)

- As an experiment.

- Nah, nah, experiment? - That's weird.

- That sounds like a setup to me.

- Exactly.

- Oh no, papi.

Listen, she has my back. I have her back.

We both got an understanding.

- But, man, that ain't gonna work, okay?

But good luck with that.

I'm gonna give you a month

and then you'll come back and check me, right?

(group laughing)

He ain't gonna know about that.

- [Friend] You gonna need a lot of luck with that, man.

I'm jealous.

- Yo E, you good?

- Yeah, everything good.

Let's get you something to eat, man.

- Yeah, you should eat something.

- [Angel] Most definitely.

- Open her leash. - Come on, man. You buggin'.

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- Imani sure knows how to throw a party.

- Yes, it's a lot of money walking around in here.

Y'all see this?

- Yeah, Evan has it made. - Yep.

He lets Imani be Imani while he reaps the Imani benefits.

- Yes. - It's a win-win.

- That's it. - Boo-hoo.

- [Imani] What's up ladies?

- Hi! - Very nice.

- Are y'all enjoying y'all yourselves?

- No. - Yes.

- Hey. - Hey.

- Damn, Leslie and Deidra, y'all brother is fine as hell.

Oh, he gonna be a little heartbreaker.

- Hell yeah, he can get it.

- Oh, come on.

Both of y'all need to stop.

- Deidra, do not worry about Susan or Imani.

Brian is not checking for them.

- Mm-hmm. - But hopefully you know.

- There go my big sisters. - Hey, baby.

Bring it in. Bring it in in.

- All right. All right. - Don't spoil him.

- You ain't that cute. - Yes he is. Hi, brother.

- Who are the ladies over there?

- No lying. - Huh?

- Oh, just some friends. - Mm-hmm.

- [Brian] Excuse me, ladies.

(Deidra laughs)

- Mm, mm, mm.

- All right.

- Can't help it.

That's y'all brother, he fine.

- Don't tell him me. - I wouldn't.

- You see all these people here?

Talk to them.

- Girl, she is.

(all laughing)

Right?

- Period.

(all laughing)

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- Can we get this thing started?

Some of us actually have real jobs to get back to.

Oh, spare me.

(suspenseful music)

What's this?

He's playing good cop?

Look, unless you're gonna arrest me, which you are not.

Or you're going to charge me with a crime, which you're not,

I'm gonna leave.

Look, I'm a lawyer.

I know my rights and I know the law.

- You know what? Lawyers go to jail too.

- You know I feel bad about what happened to that young man.

But I didn't kill him.

None of us did.

- [Detective Jones] Then who did?

- Isn't that your job to figure out, Detective?

Good day.

- I can't stand lawyers.

Now what?

- Listen, we gotta figure out who's the weakest link.

Then we can flip 'em.

(suspenseful music)

(Harris's hand thumps)

- Deidra, what are you doing?

- Yo, we really got a problem.

- Fuck!

- We gotta do something.

We can't just leave him here.

- Susan, you're the lawyer.

What do we do now?

- What am I supposed to do?

Y'all didn't call the police when y'all found his body.

Huh, man, I could be disbarred for just being here.

- I knew this was gonna be a bad idea.

- Would you calm down?

- It was you, wasn't it?

- What the fuck are you talking about now, Elaine?

- You brought him here.

- No, I didn't.

He's not even my type.

- Girl. - Oh my, Deidra.

Were you here?

Bitch, really?

(dramatic music)

(sensual R&B music)

- You got two roses?

Damn, you a freak, freak.

- You talking way too much.

- Hold on, baby, baby.

We got all night.

- Shut the fuck up.

(sensual R&B music)

- Oh, hold on, hold on.

Wait, wait, wait. What are you doing?

- [Deidra] Don't worry about it, baby.

You'll be all right.

♪ Love me like we never made love before ♪

♪ We don't gotta color in the lines ♪

- Damn.

♪ We could change it up ♪

♪ Cut and dried is rather old ♪

♪ Switching the positions ♪

♪ Paint a different picture ♪

(dramatic music)

- Yo, Jamal, Jamal.

That man is so fine.

That was so scrumptious.

What? Y'all know I was

here that night.

I sent a message to all of you to the group chat.

It wasn't me, okay?

I wasn't even here last night.

- Aren't those your handcuffs though?

- Just because I handcuff my dates

doesn't mean I kill them, Elaine.

- Are those your handcuffs? - How should I know?

- Do you have yours?

- I don't carry them around on me.

I'm not a freak.

Nobody asked you.

- Wait a minute, those are your handcuffs.

- Okay, here you go now.

- Because you the only bitch

that's still wearing leopard these days.

- You see? You just offensive.

- Did you do it, Deidra?

- No, I didn't.

Where were you last night?

- I was at home.

- Mm. Who can verify that?

- Nobody.

- Hmm. - I was alone.

Evan went on a business trip yesterday.

- Wow. There you go. - Oh my god.

He was here with you.

(suspenseful music)

- Yes. Okay, he was. - Oh wow.

- [Imani] But I did not kill him, y'all.

- How do we know that? - Because I told you.

- Yeah, bitch but how do we know that?

- Because I told you, that's why.

- All right, you two need to stop arguing.

We don't have time for this right now.

Seriously.

- We need to be figuring this out.

- She's lying. - What is wrong with y'all?

- She's lying.

- Don't stress.

We gonna be all right.

We gonna figure it out. Okay?

(suspenseful music)

- Oh my God. Would you two get a fucking room?

- Apparently we're in it.

- [Leslie] Not now, Deidra.

- Bitch, you got one more time.

One more time.

- Stop. - What do you wanna know?

- What you want?

- You know what?

I need a drink because I got you.

Anybody else?

- Uh-huh. - Me too. Me too.

- I could definitely use a drink.

- [Elaine] I got it.

- And make mine a double, please.

(suspenseful music)

Damn y'all, I did not mean for this to happen like this.

- It's okay.

- Look, Imani, right?

You are a lot of things, but you not a killer, baby.

- You're crazy as shit. - That follows.

- Keep that shit up. - I'm just saying.

- You don't have to say that.

- Thank you.

(suspenseful music)

- Here's your double.

- What happened?

You too good to drink with us?

- I stopped drinking.

- Since when?

- Since Susan's birthday.

- Mm, cheers to that. - That was a bad night.

- Okay. (laughs) - Cheers to that.

(glasses clinking)

(dramatic music)

- I'm saying she had a man here.

She dealing with her next man here

and she just spreading cunt all over for them.

I'm telling you.

Two men at the same time even.

- Like a threesome? - God, I hope not.

- Not like a threesome.

Not like a threesome, no.

But more like a, what do you call it?

- I just bet you would like that.

- Jesus Christ, woman.

Can I finish my story please?

- Oh, go ahead, Peter.

By all means, don't let me stop you.

- So it wasn't a threesome,

but she was dating too men and they had no clue about it.

- Shit, and they say we bad, man.

- If it was me then someone's gonna be in the doghouse.

- [Peter] That part.

- When you say we, you talking about yourself, Kyrie?

- Mm. - I'm just saying.

Ooh, well what about you two?

Y'all got any juicy stories?

- Well, Elaine and I,

we don't entertain outside this marriage, right, baby?

- Right.

- He's lying. - Stop, don't.

- Don't get mushy now.

- What? You don't like that?

- Like what?

We already have an open relationship.

- Oh. - Oh, I mean, I know,

but I'm about together.

- Okay, so how about instead of a woman, it's another man.

- Hell nah. - Yo.

- Right? - Exactly.

Women have been disrespected for centuries.

It's about time we get our just do.

- You can say that. - Hello.

- Yes, sis. Right.

And when you say romantically involved,

you talking about with another woman?

- Woman? - At the same time?

- Damn. - Ooh.

- I thought so.

See everybody, Peter was talking about his boss.

- [Imani] Okay.

- I'm surprised she never charged you or did she?

- Susan, I know you would love that.

- I mean, Rob is cute.

I wouldn't mind.

- Ooh. - I'd probably join you guys.

- Oh. - So wait, your boss.

She got away with it?

- Yeah, she said she's in love

with her husband and her boyfriend.

- Cheers to that. - Cheers to that.

So Susan, what you saying now?

You would enjoy that?

- Ooh. - Absolutely, Peter.

Two women?

You can barely handle one, baby.

- Ooh! - I'll be back.

- Excuse me, I'm gonna go check on dinner.

- Wow. - Ooh!

- I'm tired of him. - Come on, baby.

- You ain't gonna help him with that?

- What about you, Imani?

- [Imani] What about me?

- [Deidra] Would you entertain two men at one time?

(smooth R&B music)

- Hmm.

You make it hard.

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

- Can you at least pretend to be having a good time, Kyrie?

- It's your party.

When you gonna stop hanging that shit over my head?

- Hanging what over your head?

- Oh, so that's how you wanna play this?

- It's Susan's birthday.

They do not come over often.

Can you just please come back to the table?

- Susan's drunk.

Hopefully she doesn't throw up on the carpet.

I don't know how Peter deal with this, man.

- Okay, Kyrie.

(suspenseful music)

Dinner should be ready shortly, guys.

- Good 'cause I'm hungry.

- My ass can eat a horse.

Speaking of, you getting thick, baby.

Kyrie must be hitting it good.

- I don't know about all that.

- Oh, you is lying. I see that ass.

Ooh. (laughs)

- You okay?

- [Angel] Umar, you haven't had

much to say during this conversation.

- As I stated before, me and Elaine,

we don't entertain outside desires in our love life.

Right, babe?

- Right. - Our love life?

- I don't believe that. - What love life?

It seems like we're all deprived of love at this table.

- Speak for yourself. - What?

- Speak for yourself. - Enjoy your dinner. Alright?

- I'm sorry, guys.

Kyrie hasn't been feeling well lately.

- I bet.

- Baby, why did Kyrie leave? - Susan, Susan.

- Was it something that I said?

- You had enough.

You had enough.

- Baby, he's a little too sensitive for my taste.

I got an idea.

Baby, maybe we should give him to your boss.

She could straighten him out.

- [Deidra] Oh my God.

- I got a better idea.

No, no.

We can give him to Imani

and she could take him to the Playhouse.

- Wait, alright. Alright, baby.

Okay, you know what?

Come on, baby.

- What is it? - I'm fine.

- Get her some water. - Wait.

- Okay, that's it. - Why are you taking my cup?

It's my birthday.

- I know it's your birthday.

But your birthday is over, so we gonna, mm-hmm.

- Ugh. - And come on.

- Looking for what? - It's your party.

Yeah, your party's over. Okay?

(suspenseful music)

- Quite the night, huh?

- Yes, Susan was drunk.

You know when she gets drunk, she can't hold her liquor.

She's been that way since college.

- Hmm.

So what's the Playhouse?

- What are you talking about?

- You hear Susan with her rambling,

she said that Imani should take me up to the Playhouse.

So what is that?

- I have no idea what you're talking about, Kyrie.

- No, I think you do.

- Listen, Susan was drunk.

We all know when Susan gets drunk,

she talks out her ass and she talks too much.

You reading too much into it.

Goodnight.

(solemn music)

(dramatic music)

(light music)

- What? None of you bitches are in any position to judge me.

And just because you never brought anybody here,

don't make you better than none of us.

- Oh, okay. I've never said that.

- Just admit it.

- Admit what?

- That if you did bring anybody here, it'd be Imani.

- Oh. - Wait a minute.

- What? - Hold on.

- Okay, that's ridiculous.

- Is it?

Because we all know you're secretly in love with her.

- [Leslie] Ooh.

- Wait, you guys all think that?

- I mean, come on, Elaine.

Yes, you're married,

but it's obvious you'd turn into a munch if Imani let you.

(group laughing)

- Oh my God!

- Hold on, hold on, hold on.

All right, y'all,

can we stay focused, please?

Please? - Where you going?

- To get me another drink.

- Oh no.

Slow down.

- You about to be wasted.

Can't even finish this one.

It's okay.

(suspenseful music)

- [Detective Harris] Were you having

an affair with the deceased?

- No. - Well, one of you were!

(suspenseful music)

- Do you know why Susan Carter's husband is divorcing her?

- No, I don't.

- Because she was fucking around on him, wasn't she?

- I don't know. - Yeah.

That's why you all purchased the Playhouse, right?

- I didn't purchase anything, okay?

- But you do have a key.

Hey.

Do you know where Susan met the men that she would-

- Fuck around with?

- Fuck around with.

(dramatic music)

- That's cute, girl.

- I'm gonna run to the bathroom.

I'll be right back. - All right.

- [Susan] Ooh, girl.

It is some fine man in here. Okay?

- What you say?

- Now you know you can have

any one of these men if you wanted to.

- This is true. - I hate you, bitch.

But thank you for arriving.

- You welcome, sis. (laughs)

- Oh no, but we didn't order those drinks.

- Oh, these are from the gentleman

at the table right there.

- Now that's a slide right there, honey.

- Girl. - What?

- What I miss?

- Susan's new boo bought us a round.

- Don't do that.

- That was nice of him.

- What's wrong?

- When I was younger, I was chubby.

When we graduated, I vowed that I would get the weight off.

And now that I'm all fabulous,

I'm still getting wooed by broke men.

- Baby, you were so cute back then.

Cut that shit out.

- Nah, Imani.

Stop touching me like that before I give you what you want.

I'll take you home tonight.

I'm sorry.

- Susan, stop. - Girl.

- You know me and Elaine,

we got our own little special relationship.

- Yeah, special.

It's special, all right.

It's so special that if she could,

she'd wear your ass as a hat.

- Get your- - Girl.

- Speaking of hats, here come T-Pain.

- What you said?

♪ I'ma buy you a drink ♪

- Hi.

- How you doing?

- I'm Owen. - I'm Susan.

- Nice to meet you, Susan.

- These are my best friends, Elaine and Imani.

- Hi.

- So what brings you here, Mr. Owen?

- Ah, well, you know I'm in town for a conference.

- Oh, okay.

And what you do, Owen?

- (chuckles) I work in security surveillance.

Funny way of saying camera installation.

- Okay.

- Here's my business card.

- All right.

So Mr. Owen, how you feel about buying me a bottle, baby?

- Oh, we could do that.

- How 'bout we sit here

and we talk about this security business you got?

- Sounds good to me.

- Hmm, and you might get lucky.

- That's how you do it. - I might let you record me.

- But what about you? - Really?

- When you gonna slide?

- Girl, you know Umar wouldn't like that.

- Who cares about what Umar want?

You a grown ass woman.

You could do what you want with who you want.

- Yeah, I don't know. Maybe some day.

- I mean, no time like the present.

- You're crazy.

- What? You like it.

- (laughs) Yeah, yeah.

(light hiphop music)

(smooth R&B music)

- Yo, everything straight?

Hey look, you gotta take it easy.

- Mm.

♪ Turning me on ♪

♪ And you gonna let me down ♪

♪ You know that I want it ♪

♪ But I can feel your fire keep burning, pushing on me ♪

(Susan and Owen moaning)

- Ooh.

Uh-uh, where you think you going, baby?

We ain't done yet.

♪ I just got this feeling you gonna take in me ♪

(dramatic music)

- Susan, what's going on?

- Yeah, Susan, you freaking us out, girl.

What is going on?

- Peter knows.

- Peter knows what? - What?

- About the Playhouse.

- Are you kidding me? - What?

- Susan, I need you to tell me

everything that you told Peter.

- I didn't tell him anything.

- So then how does he know, Susan?

- Owen.

- Owen? - Who is Owen?

- Who the hell is Owen? - Who the fuck is Owen?

And how does he know about us?

- Owen's the guy we at the bar that one night.

- And?

- I knew she brought him here.

- So?

- So look, Owen told Peter about our affair

and then about the house, and then about all of you.

- [Group] What?

- Hold on. What? - About all of us?

How would he know about us if he was with you?

- So I didn't expect for the sex to be that good with him.

- Okay, that's it.

(flashback whooshing)

I'm gonna need you to focus right now.

- Okay, you right.

So afterwards,

we were drinking and I got really comfortable.

So we started talking.

- Girl, how could you be so stupid?

- Yeah, how can you be so stupid?

- Oh, thank you Elaine.

I really needed a drink.

- [Imani] Oh, thank you, girl.

- Well, how stupid of me

to think you was looking out for me.

- Girl, you really screwed us over.

- Yeah.

(all arguing)

- Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Alright, alright, alright.

Everybody calm down.

Calm down, alright?

Yo, it's hot, yo.

- Are you okay?

- Now what we need to do...

- What the fuck just happened?

- Oh my gosh, Imani, are you okay?

- She should really get off her feet.

- Oh shit. - Yeah.

- Alright.

- We need to lay her down. - Okay.

- Wait. Come on. - We got you. We got you.

(suspenseful music)

- [Imani] Wait, where y'all going?

What y'all doing?

- You're heavy. - Just come on, lay down.

- Wait, uh-uh.

No. Hell no.

This shit ain't right, y'all what?

- Come on. - Come on.

- It ain't right.

It's not right?

What we doing not right?

What's not right is how you played the fuck outta all of us.

- What? What you talking about?

- Hmm. - What's she talking about?

Everything that I did for you, for our friendship.

- You hear that?

All of a sudden she did this for us.

- Imani, you've been playing us the whole fucking time.

Raymond was a male escort.

You paid Raymond to fuck me, Imani?

- Kyrie was cheating on you.

- [Leslie] And?

- You were so hurt.

(solemn music)

- Raymond, I know this supposed

to be a temporary situation, but-

- You say something?

- I love you.

I feel myself falling in love with you.

What?

I know I'm married, but...

- No, it's not that.

- I never had a reason to leave.

- Leslie, wait.

- We haven't been happy for years.

- Leslie.

- What?

- Stop.

Look.

I can't do this no more.

- What are you talking about?

(suspenseful music)

(Raymond sighs)

- I'm a male escort.

- What?

Why would you say something like that?

- Because it's true.

- But we, I, I never paid you.

What are you talking about?

- Look, the truth is,

I've fallen in love with you too.

I am.

(Raymond sighs)

It's just that in my line of work,

I can't get too close.

Look, the first time it was business.

Every other time after that it was personal.

- Hmm.

So you thought me cheating on my husband

was gonna get me in this fucking playhouse.

- You know you wanted it.

You just needed a little push.

- That's not the point, Imani.

I'm not no fucking ho!

Everything we did, it hurt a lot of people.

- Who? Kyrie?

- Yes, Kyrie!

- Ain't nobody worried about him.

- Yo.

- Right 'cause you only worried about you.

I mean, I could honestly admit I had a good time.

(flashbacks whooshing)

It was fun.

And I hadn't had that much pleasure in a long time.

- Susan.

- You right.

But this? What we did, this house.

Man, that shit fucked up my marriage, man.

- Damn, Susan.

(suspenseful music)

Fucking bitch.

- Right, it looks like we have everything here

for the allocation of assets.

Cash will be split according to each individual's amounts.

And then the proceeds from the selling of the family home.

Split 50/50.

- Playhouse. - Ask her.

- The Playhouse. - Wait, wait. What?

That doesn't have anything to do with the divorce agreement.

- Well, it does now.

(suspenseful music)

- Can he do that?

- That house is now being considered

in the property portion of the divorce settlement.

- Yes, but we will achieve this.

Is that what you said?

- No, no.

You know what? No.

He can have it.

That place has caused more harm than good anyways.

- Yes, but are you sure?

I mean, it's worth a pretty penny.

I mean, here. - Look, it's fine.

I really just want to erase the memory of it.

(dramatic music)

- I don't want anything to do with this house anymore.

- You giving up the Playhouse?

- After everything that had happened in here,

why would I wanna stay?

- You see what you did?

- What have I ever done to you?

- (scoffs) Should I tell her, sis, or you?

Brian.

- I'm sorry.

I really cared about Brian.

- You hear that?

Imani actually cares about someone other than herself.

- And you was fucking Kyrie too, wasn't you?

(ominous music)

(dramatic music)

- Where is this coming from and why now?

(suspenseful music)

- [Leslie] Yeah, you see that?

- Oh shit. - That's you.

- So what we doing here?

- What you mean what we doing?

We laying down.

- Come on, you know what I'm talking about.

Like what are we doing?

Like what is this?

- What this is,

is we fuck and then you go back home to your wife.

- I mean, come on.

It's gotta be more than that for me.

Like, I know you gotta have some type of feelings.

- No, I don't feel nothing for nobody but myself, honey.

- Hey, damn.

So it's just that easy for you to just, just,

just fuck, no feelings, no attachments?

- Ain't it that easy for y'all?

Ain't that what y'all do to us?

- We not even talking about that.

We talking about me and you,

like I'm trying to figure out- - No, you should go home

and talk to your wife is what you probably should do.

Like I'm about to go home and talk to my husband.

You know, the nigga that I married.

- Just 'cause you married don't mean you wanna be with him.

Don't mean you meant to be with him either.

- I'm definitely not meant to be with you, baby.

- Damn. - Sorry.

You a cheater just like me.

Two of those can't be together.

- Wow.

- [Imani] But you can get dressed and let yourself out.

You know what to do.

- That's how you feel?

(both moaning)

- I think I'm falling in love with you.

- Don't worry, baby.

I'm gonna take care of you.

- I think you were his first love.

- I was.

(dramatic music) - What?

You stupid- - Ah, ah, ah!

- Ooh! - Calm down.

- [Deidra] No sis, not like that.

(intense music)

- Now you can suffer like the rest of us.

- Did you delete the cameras?

- Yep. - All right.

I wanna be here in the morning to take 'em down.

- Well, let's get outta here.

- Wait, what do you want me to do with this one?

- I can't watch that again.

- Look, send it to me then delete it.

- [Leslie] Girl.

- [Elaine] Okay.

(dramatic music)

- [Imani] Wanna help me zip this up?

- Yeah, I got you.

It ain't gotta be like this, you know?

- Like what?

- This. Sneaking around.

- We already talked about this.

- I know and I was cool with it in the beginning.

- And now?

- I want more.

- But you know that's not possible.

- Why not?

- You know why.

Did you really think we could continue this forever?

- Yes.

- And what?

I was gonna leave my husband, half my business?

For you? For this?

- Eventually.

- Babe, I think it's time for you

to get your clothes and leave because what we had,

it's already run its course.

- You gonna regret this.

- Are you threatening me?

You know what?

I think you need to hold onto the memories that we had

and keep your mouth shut.

Bye, Michael.

(door creaks)

(door clicks)

- I knew she changed her mind.

Baby, I told you we could work this out.

(ominous music)

Who the hell is you?

- Nigga, who the fuck is you?

What the fuck is you doing in here?

- You looking for Imani, ain't you?

She got you too, huh?

Yeah, you could leave. She ain't here.

- I ain't going no motherfucking where.

- I said leave.

- Get the fuck outta here.

- Cool, I'm leaving.

I can always call anyway.

(dramatic music)

- Get the fuck outta here.

(punches thudding)

(Michael groaning)

(intense music)

(Michael gagging)

- (gasping) Oh no, shit.

Oh shit, shit, shit, shit.

Oh. (muttering)

(suspenseful music)

Susan, Susan, I got a problem.

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

- I'm sorry.

- Does everybody have their story straight?

Because the cops are gonna want us

to come in for questioning.

- Yes.

- We don't know anything.

- Okay. - Got it.

- Oh my God. Elaine, please don't do that.

Don't feel bad for her.

She used you the most.

She was always playing on your feelings, boo.

Always one step ahead of you.

She did that to herself.

Look, I love Imani.

But she took it too far this time, okay?

- Yeah. No, I, I know.

I'll keep it together, I promise.

- Okay.

- Deidra, make the call.

(suspenseful music)

- Hello, I'd like to report a murder.

(dramatic music)

- You expect us to believe that story?

- That's what happened.

- So you mean to tell us that you had two lovers

and then one of those lovers killed the other?

And then your friends,

your friends, they framed you?

- That's exactly what I'm telling you.

- Now I done heard some wild stories in this room,

but this one right here, this one takes the cake.

- Light a candle, bitch.

It's your birthday

- Polyamory?

- Yeah, when one person has two lovers all at the same time.

Look like you may have had more than two.

- It wouldn't be your business.

- Was it all worth it?

(suspenseful music)

(food cart clanging)

(cell door clangs)

(suspenseful music)

(birds chirping)

- Yes, I'll accept the charges.

What can I do for you, Imani?

- I need you to get me outta here.

- Now why would I do that?

- Because you owe me big, bitch.

- Well, maybe I do,

but how do you expect for me to pull that off?

- I don't fucking know.

You're the lawyer. You figure it out.

- Okay.

- Don't make me ask you twice, Susan.

- All right, okay.

You don't have to be so pushy.

I'm gonna make a couple of phone calls.

You just sit tight.

- What the fuck else am I gonna do?

- All right, I'll be in touch.

Oh yeah, Imani?

Don't make any new friends in there.

All right. Bye-bye.

(suspenseful music)

- [Evan] Is everything okay, love?

- Everything is roses, darling.

You know, you went crazy last night.

(Evan chuckles)

I really hope you got some stamina left for the beach.

- I got plenty more. - Mm.

- Believe that. - Mm-hmm?

- It feels good to finally have someone who appreciates me.

- Oh, you ain't seen nothing yet.

Wait 'til we get to Cabo.

I'm gonna appreciate you over and over again.

Mm.

(suspenseful music)

Thank you.

(suspenseful music)

(visitors chattering)

- What's up, baby?

- Hi.

- [Imani] Everything okay?

- We sold the house.

Susan and Deidra haven't spent any of their money yet, but.

- And Susan?

- Just as you expected,

her and Evan are living it up,

going on vacation every other weekend.

Her treat, of course.

- Duh, that bitch ain't got no money.

- How did you know that that would happen?

- Because Susan has always had a thing for Evan.

She'll do the one thing that I want.

(dramatic music)

(Evan knocking on door)

- Oh, he's right on time.

Come in.

- Susan, what's up? What is it?

Is Imani here?

- No, she's not.

I'm the only one here.

I'm the one that sent you the text.

(sensual music)

- You expecting someone?

- Yeah, he's standing right in front of me.

(sensual music)

♪ I've been dreaming about you ♪

♪ Dreaming what you were up to ♪

♪ Wish I can put you up ♪

♪ Just to say ♪

♪ I'ma set up a teepee and I'd like you to be with me ♪

♪ We could laugh about ♪

♪ Nothing at all ♪

♪ I'ma set up a teepee and I'd like you to be with me ♪

♪ We could ♪

(dramatic music)

- Oh my God!

- They've always had an unspoken tension

between the two of them.

That's evident.

Hell, it's been like that since college.

I guess my actions and her anger

forced them to act on their urges over and over again.

Yeah, I had my own recordings.

I saw everybody fucking in the Playhouse.

(flashbacks whooshing)

She did me a favor though.

Evan enjoyed that shit so much

that he didn't pay no attention to me

and what I was doing, that shit was freeing.

So I got to enjoy myself at the Playhouse

as much as I wanted.

- Yeah, until the-

- Uh-uh, won't talk about that. Remember?

- I am sorry.

- [Imani] It's all right, baby.

- Oh God. So what now?

- Well first we gotta get me outta here.

You still want me, baby?

- What about Umar?

- We'll cross that bridge when I get out.

You can't have me until I get outta here.

Then it'll just be me and you.

- Okay.

- Okay. That's my girl.

- I'll be back soon, okay?

- All right.

- God, I can't wait to slide off with you.

(Elaine sighs)

(haunting mysterious music)

(gunshot blasts)

- Bitch.

♪ The red sun rose this morning ♪

♪ Dark skies pronounce your warning ♪

♪ Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide ♪

♪ Hold on the floor is caving ♪

♪ Your walls turn into cages ♪

♪ Your refuge will be your demise ♪

♪ Dances with the devil ♪

♪ Your power isn't special ♪

♪ We don't fit on your canvas ♪

♪ We're burning all the ashes now ♪

♪ Because are the outlaws ♪

(dramatic music)

♪ Because we are outlaws ♪

(light piano music)

♪ Yeah, you've been dancing with the devil ♪

♪ Be careful who you gunning for 'cause when it settles ♪

♪ It's only pain grief when you living lawless ♪

♪ We only chase it if the chance of profit's flawless ♪

♪ We keep our eyes on the weak ♪

♪ They know that they targets ♪

♪ Hunting for goodwill ♪

♪ We ain't looking for bargains ♪

♪ And you should say a prayer ♪

♪ Ain't nobody praying for you ♪

♪ 'Cause if I want it, then it's mine ♪

♪ That's what I'm saying to you ♪

♪ It the same hard as you better leave ♪

♪ You trying to cross me then you dead to me ♪

♪ Because I'm in the business of making enemies ♪

♪ And there's a good chance that you may never leave ♪

♪ You feeling comfortable, you should never be ♪

♪ Because I'm bringing pain if we should ever meet ♪

♪ Tonight you should really find a lifeline ♪

♪ Outlaws come alive in the nighttime ♪

(haunting piano music)

(haunting music continues)

(haunting music continues)

(dramatic music)