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♪ Push up ♪

(gentle upbeat music)

♪ Push up ♪

♪ Put your lips on me ♪

♪ Love when you push, put your lips, lovely ♪

♪ Put your lip love on me ♪

♪ Put your lips on me ♪

♪ Love me ♪

(gentle music)

♪ Love me, love me ♪

♪ Push up ♪

(gentle upbeat music)

♪ Push up ♪

- [Beth Voiceover] Dear Frank,

for 22 years you've given me love and devotion

and I couldn't even give you the one thing

you've always wanted.

♪ Vandalize my bedroom, my house, kitchen table, my couch ♪

♪ Let me tie you up, let me spank you, say ouch ♪

♪ Put you into submission for running your mouth ♪

(gentle music)

(birds chirping)

(gentle music)

♪ I got a girl ♪

♪ She love me ♪

♪ And all I can say is you love me ♪

♪ Hey now, na, na ♪

♪ It feels good with me, come now ♪

♪ I feel good ♪

♪ She make me feel good ♪

♪ I feel good ♪

♪ She make me feel good ♪

♪ I feel good ♪

♪ She make me feel good ♪

♪ I feel good ♪

♪ She make me feel good ♪

♪ Honey, honey, honey, oh ♪

♪ I feel good ♪

♪ She make me feel good ♪

♪ I feel good ♪

♪ She make me feel good ♪

♪ I feel good ♪

♪ She make ♪

(gentle music)

- [Frank Voiceover] My dearest, Beth.

You are my very best friend.

My always,

my forever.

22 years ago, tomorrow,

my life truly began, when you said yes

to becoming Mrs. Frank Jones.

(gentle music)

- [Beth Voiceover] My therapist said

it's easy to write things down and to say them out loud.

So here it goes.

- [Frank Voiceover] Now I know everything

hasn't been perfect over the years,

but in my eyes,

you truly are perfection.

God, I can't wait til tomorrow.

Happy 20th anniversary, my love, Frank.

(gentle music)

♪ Will you say I do ♪

(gentle music)

- 20 years in the making.

You know how lucky you are?

- I think so.

- He thinks so.

I don't know.

I don't know if he really knows.

You think he knows?

Yeah.

She is a beautiful woman.

She has touched everyone in this room and I mean, everyone.

Amen.

(all laughing)

Not really.

I'm just kidding.

I love you guys both.

20 years, 22, whatever.

All serious aside, I do love you guys.

- [Frank] We love you too.

- Thank you.

I'm so proud and honored to be here,

to renew these wonderful vows.

You may kiss your lovely bride, Frank.

(gentle music)

(all applauding)

(all cheering)

- I got your her draws.

(all cheering)

Ooh, panties.

(all laughing)

(all cheering)

(gentle music)

(glass clinking)

- It's a special night.

So I wanna take this time to propose a toast

to the lovely couple.

Will you all raise your glasses with me?

I wanna raise my glass and I wanna bless this couple.

I wanna bless their marriage.

I wanna bless my brother, Frank Jones

and my sister-in-law, I love you sis.

Mr. and Mrs. Frank Jones.

(gentle music)

Ladies and gentlemen.

(all cheering)

(gentle music)

Baby you with me, yeah.

(gentle music)

- Ooh shit.

- You know, I love you, right?

- Yeah, I know.

- I mean, even after everything that I've done

and all the mistakes that I've made,

you've always been there for me.

I don't even deserve a man like you.

(gentle music)

- I'm the lucky one.

(gentle music)

- I wish I could give you what you want.

- You have.

- No, but I haven't felt like a woman

because I haven't been able to give you kids.

- No, I've got you, I've got everything that I need.

(gentle music)

Now, I'm gonna go give this toast, come back here,

get on to that special surprise.

(Beth laughing)

- Okay.

- I love you.

- Love you.

- Can everybody's attention, please.

First of all, I need a glass of liquor.

Somebody hand me something like, come on y'all.

Don't be shy, I'm paying for this.

(all laughing)

First of all, I'd like to thank God almighty

for blessing me with Beth in my life.

To all my friends and family here tonight, thank you.

Thank all of you for being here

and for all of your love and support

through all these years.

God knows we've had some good times and some bad times.

Beth, you are the most beautiful, wonderful,

an amazing woman and wife, any man could ever ask for.

I knew the second I laid eyes on you.

This young brother stands no chance whatsoever.

(all laughing)

And in that spirit,

let's all raise our glasses in a toast of love.

Salute.

- [All] Salute.

- Now let's get this party back started again.

♪ You got me dancing, dancing ♪

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♪ The way you move when you dancing vibe ♪

(upbeat music)

♪ Move it with you ♪

♪ I just can't help ♪

♪ Looking at you ♪

(upbeat music)

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Across the floor ♪

(gentle music)

- [George] Beth, Beth, Beth.

- [Woman] Oh my God.

- [George] Wake up.

Wake up, Beth.

Back up, back up.

(people speaking indistinctly)

- [Frank] George.

(people speaking indistinctly)

Somebody fucking call the damn doctor.

- [George] Beth, Beth.

(people speaking indistinctly)

- Oh my God, Beth.

Wait, back up.

(people speaking indistinctly)

George, call somebody.

(people speaking indistinctly)

Is there a doctor here.

Somebody fucking call a doctor.

Beth, stay with me.

Stay with me.

Beth.

(heart beating)

(Frank crying)

(gentle music)

(both crying)

What do I do?

- It's gonna be okay.

It will be okay.

(gentle music)

You need me to drive?

You need me to.

I'm gonna go over to the grave site,

do you need me to drive you?

- I'm good.

- Are you sure?

(gentle music)

I'm sorry man.

(Frank crying)

(gentle music)

♪ You're leaving ♪

♪ In the new day, talking with Jesus makes it all right ♪

- [Beth Voiceover] This is Beth.

- [Frank Voiceover] And this is Frank.

- [Both Voiceover] And you've reached the Jones.

(both laughing)

Leave a message.

- [George] Frank, this is your brother, George,

please call me, you're not picking up,

I need to talk to you, it's urgent, bye.

♪ I need your love ♪

(gentle music)

♪ There's no backing down ♪

(gentle music)

(screaming)

- [Beth Voiceover] This is Beth.

- [Frank Voiceover] And this is Frank.

- [Both Voiceover] And you've reached the Jones.

(both laughing)

Leave a message.

- [Tori] Frank you out here dropping reckless.

Like I understand that you grieving and everything,

but I need you to watch the road, Frank.

As a matter of fact, you need to give me a call back,

as soon as you get this message, Frank.

I ain't trying to come over there with my hostility,

but you forcing my hand.

Call me back, Frank, call me.

♪ I'd die for you ♪

♪ Yes I do ♪

- Excuse me, Dr. Allen.

Here's the folder that you asked for.

- Thank you, Sherry.

- Also, officer Jones is here to see you.

- Thank you, Dr. Allen.

- Anytime.

- I'm not gonna lie to you, Doc.

I'm a little tired and a little confused.

I read through the report.

And you're telling me that Beth didn't die of heart failure.

- No sheriff, she did not.

- How then?

- We found high levels of a powerful poison

in her bloodstream?

- Okay, what kind of poison?

- Aconite.

- Excuse me, Aconite?

Never heard of it.

- It's an alkaloid toxin weed made from the Aconite root.

Half a tablespoon of that stuff placed in a whiskey bottle,

that's enough to kill a large man.

- Where in God's name would somebody acquire

or get their hands on Aconite root?

- The plant doesn't grow around here,

so I don't know, Sheriff.

But this is definitely,

you're looking into a murder investigation.

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- Are you sure about this?

- Absolutely.

Her heart was in great condition.

Looked like she exercised regularly.

She had a healthy diet.

- Jesus.

Dammit.

So you realize that I have to now tell my brother

that his wife was murdered.

And you know, in most of these cases,

the spouse is the primary suspect.

- Understandable.

You have any other suspects?

- No, yeah maybe.

I don't know, Doc, I don't know.

- If there's anything else you need, let me know.

- Okay.

Listen, send the report over to my office, nowhere else.

- Yes, Sir, no problem.

- Thanks, Doc, great work.

- You got it, Sheriff.

- Talk to you soon.

(gentle music)

(birds chirping)

(gentle music)

- Yo.

- Thank you, thank you, Ba.

And that's for you.

- [Ba] It's all there?

- I mean, yeah.

- Cool.

- Thank you, thank you Ba.

(gentle music)

Yes.

♪ I need death ♪

(gentle upbeat music)

(door knocking)

- [George] Frank, open the door.

Don't make me break it down.

Come on, Frank.

(door knocking)

I need to talk to you about Beth.

Frank.

(door knocking)

- Fucking, quit pounding on my fucking door.

- Open up.

(door knocking)

Jesus.

What's this?

You look like shit.

- Thanks.

You always was the good looking brother anyway.

- This place is a mess, man.

- Can you please just tell me what the fuck you want

and get the fuck off, man,

'cause I don't want any fucking company, man.

- I got some bad news.

The autopsy report came back

and the cause of death wasn't a heart attack,

or at least not a natural one.

- What you mean, natural heart attack?

- Coroners report showed her large amount

of Aconite in her blood which caused her heart to stop.

Some new, weird poison.

I don't know exactly what it does, but I do know this,

somebody murdered your wife.

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- That's fucking bullshit, man.

What the fuck, who would wanna?

Who'd wanna fucking kill Beth man, we loved her.

She fucking car pooled like a mini,

she was friendly to everybody.

Nobody would wanna fucking kill her.

Everybody loved Beth, you know that.

- I know that.

But what I need to know now is,

were you guys having problems?

- George, what the fuck is this?

You fucking, what the fuck man,

you don't seriously think I had something to fucking do

with fucking murder my wife, do you?

You fucking piece of shit, get the fuck outta my house.

- Calm down, man, sit down.

I'm not accusing you of anything.

And nobody said you were a suspect.

Sit down, relax.

I know you're going through a rough time right now.

All right.

We all miss and loved Beth terribly, all right.

(gentle music)

I not here as an officer, Frank, I'm just,

just your brother.

- I know you think you be.

You know, like, I loved her

like you couldn't fucking believe.

It fucking smells like her man.

Everywhere I look, I fucking see her.

I feel her.

I feel her in bed next to me fucking

then I can't, George I can't fucking take this shit.

Man, I'm losing my fucking shit, George.

- Frank.

You need to get some fresh air, man.

Get out a little bit more.

Exercise.

Hell order a pizza and a hooker, on me, my treat.

- Fuck that, man.

- Seriously, Frank,

clean yourself up, clean this place up.

Get Beth's belongings together

and I'll come take him to the Salvation Army next week.

That's what she would've wanted anyway,

and you know that.

Right now, I need you to clean yourself up man.

And get some sleep, for me.

(gentle music)

I gotta go.

(gentle music)

I'm sorry.

(gentle music)

(heart beating)

(birds chirping)

- [Beth Voiceover] Who killed me?

- Beth.

(dramatic music)

♪ Losing myself, I'm losing ♪

(gentle music)

♪ Losing myself, I'm losing ♪

(gentle music)

- [Beth Voiceover] I told my therapist everything.

How to feel guilty.

I have a perfect husband.

He does everything for me.

He's amazing.

I want for nothing.

But I can't stop cheating on him.

(dramatic music)

- No, no, no, no.

No.

(dramatic music)

- [Therapist] Is there anything in your childhood

that may have triggered this?

- My father would never acknowledge me.

He would never really talk to me.

But when my mother would go to sleep,

he'd come to my room.

(gentle music)

and touch me.

- Basically this is an addiction.

It's almost like a high.

You're addicted to love.

(gentle music)

- But it feels bad.

I cheat on him all the time.

(gentle music)

I can't stop.

- [Therapist] Use this, write down your thoughts,

it'll help you out.

It's treatable,

but it's definitely gonna take a lot of work.

It must be hard carrying all that pain around inside.

Once you let it all out.

It'll help you heal.

- [Beth Voiceover] I don't want this.

- [Therapist] Shh, shh, shh, it's okay, it's okay.

Let it out.

It's okay, I'm here, I'm here, you're safe.

(gentle music)

(door knocking)

- Come in.

- Dr. Allen?

- Mr. Jones.

- We spoke earlier on the phone

about my wife, Beth's autopsy.

- Have a seat.

- Thank you.

- As I said on the phone, all my findings in a report,

I've already submitted to your brother's office.

- I know, Sir, I just wanted to

confirm it with you personally.

Are you 100% sure Beth was poison?

- I'm afraid so.

Her heart was perfectly fine

until the Aconite entered her system.

- And there's no way to know how it got there?

- Well she either ate it, drank it or injected it.

Unless she was bent on committing suicide,

she would've never ingested that on her own.

- Thank you, Doc, I just needed to make sure of all this.

I'm trying to wrap my mind around all this.

- I understand.

If there's anything I can do, let me know.

- Thank you, Doctor, thank you for your time.

- You're welcome.

(car engine revving)

(insects chirping)

- [Beth Voiceover] Frank.

- What the fuck, man.

(dramatic music)

(insects chirping)

(gentle music)

- [Father Quinn] Father God, please forgive me.

Father, please lend me your limitless strength and wisdom

in my mortal moments of carnal weakness.

Please, Father God, forgive me.

In your name, I pray.

Amen.

- Hello Father Quinn, how are you?

- Frank, what a surprise.

I'm fine.

How are you?

- I've seen better days.

- Yeah.

I understand.

I just, I wanna tell you that don't be mad at death,

it's inevitable and it happens to everyone.

Don't avoid the pain 'cause it's natural.

Just reflect and read and think about your future.

It's a long journey.

Now, really how are you?

I haven't seen you in a few weeks.

- I'm hanging in there, I guess.

- [Father Quinn] Yeah.

- Did you hear Beth was poisoned, Father?

- I did.

And that's terrible.

George came by and asked me some questions

and he told me.

- Why would he come by and ask you questions?

- I guess he was just doing his job.

I mean, I was there that night, I mean you remember right?

- Yeah, yeah, I guess Father.

The reason I'm here is I wanna make a confession

and I need your blessing.

- Sure.

Okay, that's good.

We can now go in the back and confession.

- It's okay, Father, I'd like to do this right here.

I know it's not the proper way,

we've known each other, what?

20, 22 years.

We're practically family.

We've shared a lot of personal things over those years.

Some of them very, very private, right?

- Yeah, right, just sure.

I just don't you know, understand

where you're going with this.

- Don't you worry, I do, so let us begin.

Now please, Father, forgive me for what I'm about to do.

- Hey Frankie, you don't seem like yourself.

You're kind of worrying me.

What's going on?

- Oh Father you should be worried.

What the fuck were you thinking, sleeping with my wife?

- What?

How could you say something so inappropriate in God's house?

- Don't you fucking dare preach to me

about what's fucking inappropriate.

And in a fucking church, you blasphemous motherfucker.

What the fuck were you two thinking.

In the house of God?

You turned the house of God into a whore house.

You worthless piece of shit.

- Frank, relax, sit down.

Just get ahold of yourself.

I don't know why or how this happened.

I asked my, I just don't understand the weakness that I.

I prayed, I asked God for forgiveness.

I'm a devout servant.

I don't understand it, for the life of me.

- [Beth Voiceover] After my therapy session,

I knew my path to eternal salvation had hit a detour.

(gentle music)

I sought spiritual guidance from Father Quinn,

looking for redemption.

We prayed together and he assured me all was forgiven.

- When you asked God for forgiveness, did he forgive you?

- Yes he did.

I rededicated myself to him.

I swear to you.

- Good, so now then you ask me for forgiveness

for fucking my wife.

- Yes, please forgive me for my moment of weakness.

- No, I said say Frank, please forgive me

for fucking my wife, say it.

- Forgive me Frank.

Forgive me for fucking your wife.

Please.

- I'm sorry, I definitely cannot forgive you Father.

In fact, I came here tonight

to pass judgment on you and make sure you properly pay

for your sins and transgressions.

- Frank, really,

please pray with me please.

Come on, we'll pray together.

- Okay, Father, let us pray.

- Please Heavily Father, I ask forgiveness

and forgive Mr. DuPont

for the anger that he has in his heart.

Frank.

(Father moaning)

Please.

(dramatic music)

- "Judge not, lest ye be judged."

Father.

(dramatic music)

- Look at this poor son of a bitch right here.

Massive hematoma in his rectum.

- Is that from an accident.

- I don't know, but maybe next time

he takes his bike out for a spin, he won't forget the seat.

- You're bad.

- Rectum, damn near killed him.

- Lunch?

- I'm down, you buy, I fly.

- You owe me money though, so.

- I bought last time.

Get outta here with that.

(dramatic music)

- Dr. Aramis, I'm sorry to startle you.

- Frank, how are you?

- You got a minute?

- Yeah, come on in, please.

What brings you here, Frank, how are you?

(Frank laughing)

- That's funny.

- There's something that I'm missing here, Frank.

I mean, why are you here?

- I know, Doc.

- You know?

You know what?

What is it that you know, Frank?

- [Beth Voiceover] Frank, I wish I could undo the pain

and anguish, I'm sure I'll cause you.

But with each appropriation I can feel myself

slipping further down into the abyss.

I left the bad taste in my mouth and I just can't escape it.

- I know that you and my wife screwed right here

on top of this fucking desk,

on that stool right over there,

on this examination table.

I even know that you my wife in that janitor closet

and almost got caught by that little fucking piece

that just walked outta here.

You want me to continue?

- I fucked up, all right, I fucked up.

She seduced me and I acted on it.

It was a mistake.

- It was a mistake, huh?

- Look, whatever you do, just keep my wife out of this.

- The fuck, you sleep with my fucking wife,

and all you got to say to me

is don't fucking tell your fucking wife.

You fucking egoistical bitch.

You could fucking sleep with any bitch in this hospital

and you pick fucking Beth.

- It's not like that. - That's exactly

what it's like motherfucker.

- It's not like that, all right.

Look, it was just a couple of times.

It was a mistake, all right.

- Just a mistake, that's all it was.

- Let me make this right,

healthcare one year, whatever you need, I got you.

- Ain't going down like that, Doc.

Did you poison Beth?

- What?

- Did you poison Beth?

- No, I didn't poison her.

I would never do something like that.

- All the chemicals and drugs in here.

- You know what man?

This is bullshit, I'm calling the police.

- Maybe.

Maybe you got done fucking her,

didn't want your wife to find out,

cut your little balls off, huh?

- You're crazy, Frank. It's not the way it is.

- You might be right about that motherfucker,

I just don't know anymore.

- Calm down buddy, all right.

Let's talk this out, let's sort this out.

All right, let's be gentleman.

Five years, whatever the fuck you need medical,

I'll take care of it.

Let me make this right.

How does that sound?

- You know what sounds good?

Going home, taking a hot shower, fucking eating some food.

Maybe I'll watch some "Law & Order" reruns.

But you, you my friend,

you're going straight fucking to hell, with Beth.

Please tell that bitch I said hey.

- Hell?

What?

Frank, what?

What are you doing?

The fuck are you doing, Frank?

- That's a one way ticket to hell motherfucker.

Tell that bitch I said hey.

(dramatic music)

(birds chirping)

(dramatic music)

Okay, okay.

Okay.

(dramatic music)

(toilet flushing)

♪ I need you now ♪

♪ Our love is for real ♪

♪ I'd die for you ♪

♪ And I'd kill ♪

♪ Our love is for real ♪

(dramatic music)

- [George] Take it easy, Frank.

- What the fuck stupid, you almost got fucking shot.

Jesus fuck,

what the fuck?

What are you doing in my fucking kitchen?

- The door was open so I just.

Never mind that, what the hell,

when'd you start carrying a gun?

- Since my fucking wife got murdered.

- Probably good idea.

'Cause Father Quinn was murdered yesterday.

Someone assaulted him

and poisoned Dr. Aramis this morning in his office.

- That's fucking terrible.

Well, shouldn't you be fucking busy

instead of over here breaking into my house.

- Yeah, it's fucked up and I didn't break into your house.

- Who'd wanna kill a priest in the church?

- I didn't say anything

about him getting killed at church, Frank.

How'd you know that?

- Come here.

(Father Quinn screaming)

- I overheard people talking about it

at the grocery store earlier.

- This damn town, gosh.

We were trying to keep it under wraps

until we got all our facts straight

and lined up a good line of suspects.

- So what the fuck are you doing here instead of out there?

- What, I can't come see you no more,

I can't come see my brother, huh?

I wanted to let you know what was going out there

since I got a killer out here on the loose.

- It's all fine and shit.

But you can't be just walking into my kitchen

and drinking up on my liquor.

Please, go catch Mr. Crazy, keep us all safe.

- Yeah, don't be a prick, all right.

I know we really haven't spoken since you know Beth.

Now this.

This could actually be Beth's killer.

- Look, I appreciate you coming over George,

I do, man, I love you.

Please, man, can I fucking, I just have some time,

I got some shit I wanna do.

- All right, all right, okay, I'm gonna leave.

Just be on the lookout

for anything suspicious or weird, all right.

Stay safe.

- I will, all right, you too.

- Don't shoot your dick off.

(cellphone ringing)

Yeah.

You gotta be fucking kidding me.

I'll be right there.

(car engine revving)

(gentle upbeat music)

- Man, fuck.

(gentle upbeat music)

(birds chirping)

(gentle music)

(birds chirping)

(gentle music)

- How about some fresh lemonade?

I mean, I know it's not as tasty

as my wife's, fresh squeezed,

but it's hotter than a motherfucker out here

and at least that's cold.

- Man, I appreciate you Frank.

Man, Frank man, I'm sorry about your wife, man.

She was a tremendous woman, man.

Sorry about her death.

- Thank you.

- Yeah, man, she really cared a lot about this garden.

- Yeah, she did.

So how's the hole coming?

- Oh, it's coming.

It's coming.

I don't know what type of tree

you trying to put in here though.

It's already six feet deep, way too wide for most trees.

To be honest with you,

you could bury your body up in this mother.

- It's funny you should say that.

- Come again.

- Huh?

Nothing.

So you've been working here about four years huh,

coming once a week?

- Yeah, on and off man,

you know my family in Mississippi,

I gotta visit them, so yeah.

- Let me see that shovel please.

- Here you go, man.

- Thank you.

(birds chirping)

These past four years, how many times would you say

you tended to my wife's special flower?

- What you talking about, Frank?

What's that?

- "My gardener is my lover.

"Not just good with his fucking hands,

"but he got a cock like a horse."

- [Beth Voiceover] They say Satan has lots of mischief

for idle hands to do.

And with you gone at work all the time,

I've kept mineable hands full.

♪ What's your fantasy ♪

♪ I'll give it to you ♪

♪ Free from the world ♪

♪ You're in the thoughts too ♪

♪ Won't even question ♪

♪ If you supposed to ♪

♪ It's too late. ♪

- You had sex with my wife in rooms

I ain't even had sex with my wife.

You greasy motherfucker.

- Man, it ain't even like that, man.

Okay, it was like that.

But your wife's a beast.

You know that, Frank.

She had me fuck her two, three times a week.

She said, if I did not lose my job.

I needed the money.

I did it for the money, Frank.

You understand, right?

- I understand.

Fucking, I understand.

- Look, man, if it's any consolation, man,

I know how you feel.

- Everybody keep saying that fucking bullshit,

"I know what you fucking feel like.

"I know what you fucking."

Nobody knows how the fuck I feel like.

- But I do.

I had a girl cheat on me in high school, man.

- What the fuck nigga, did you just fucking compare

my wife of 20 fucking years, who meant everything to me,

to some fucking whore, you boned a couple times

in fucking high school?

- I mean, yeah, we both got cheated on.

- Nigga, number one, you are country motherfucker,

ignorant, stupid motherfucker.

Number two, I can't believe this.

- Can't believe what?

- Nigga, I might have to fucking

cut my own lawn from now on.

- Aw, nigga, you telling me I'm fired?

- Fuck you, nigga, yes.

- I can dig it.

And I truly am sorry for fucking your wife,

but can I at least get paid for today?

- Sure nigga, yo, let me go get that for you.

Matter of fact, why don't you come with me?

- Cool.

(dramatic music)

- Fuck you.

(dog barking)

(dramatic music)

Oh man.

(dramatic music)

- Who killed me, Frank?

Who killed me, Frank?

Who killed me baby?

- Just leave this shit out.

(dramatic music)

- [Beth Voiceover] Frank.

- I'm sorry, I had to cancel on dinner tonight.

I just,

I dunno.

- Are you sure you okay, George?

- Yeah, I'm all right, I'm all right.

Just worried about Frank.

He's just not been himself,

he's not been himself lately.

- I mean, I can only imagine, he just lost soulmate.

- Yes, of course. - He has to be

going through some type of grieving process right now.

- Yeah, but he's acting strange.

I know he's going through a tough time,

I understand all of that,

but I just wish I could be there more.

I'm trying to be there,

but I'm just working these crazy hours,

investigating these crazy crimes.

What's happening lately?

You know what's been going on.

- I know it's been a rough few days for you.

But I'm pretty sure you'll catch that killer soon.

- Oh, you better definitely believed that.

I'm on the case.

- I know you are.

- All right, I hate this part, but I gotta go.

(gentle music)

You know I gotta go.

(gentle music)

(birds chirping)

(door knocking)

- Hey.

Frank, so glad you made it.

Come on in.

Check out your new place.

- Thank you.

- So the old owners, snowbirds,

they were hardly ever here.

I mean this place is practically brand new, okay.

- Well it's a lot smaller than my current place,

but I think I could get used to that.

Does it have a balcony?

- It does.

It's right over here. You want check it out now?

- Yeah.

- Also there's no voices in here

so you don't have to worry about any of that.

I know that's very important to you.

- Absolutely.

- All right, here we go.

We got room for a tables and chairs.

You can oversee the balcony.

You can watch sunrise, sunset set.

It's really beautiful, yeah.

I've been here a few times

when I was just showing a place and they stayed the night.

So lovely, very relaxing.

- How long you been in realty?

- About seven years now.

Yeah, me and my late brother, God rest his soul,

we started the business

and right now in this current market,

we are one of the best real estate companies in this town.

- That's impressive. - Yeah.

- And long you been your clients at listings?

- Whoa, whoa.

- Did you sleep with my wife here?

- Frank.

- [Frank] Did you?

- No I don't know what you're talking about.

(Beth moaning)

(upbeat music)

- Fucking, work it, come on, love, come.

- [Beth Voiceover] In our home, in public,

with family, friends or perfect strangers,

I've become totally incorrigible.

- You think I'm an animal, think I'm an animal, fuck you.

- I've never slept with your wife in this property

or any other property.

Look, I have never even slept with a woman, period.

- Don't try to pretend you're gay boy,

that ain't gonna help you.

- I am gay.

- No, what you are is a liar, you fucking pussy.

- Yes, I am a pussy.

- No, you're a salesman

and you're a fucking pretty good salesman.

But unfortunately for you, my wife kept a diary

in which she detailed all her sexual adventures,

every affair she had over the past 22 years.

And guess what motherfucker?

Your name was in it, so you, you gotta die.

- Wait, it wasn't me, it wasn't me.

It was my twin brother, his name was Jimmy.

- You are such a fucking bad liar.

- It was my twin brother, Jimmy.

I swear, I'm not lying.

Look, I swear on my mother's grave, okay.

Just put the gun down, man, let's talk about it.

- Shut up and don't you fucking move.

(dramatic music)

Oh shit.

You're fucking right.

I mean the handwriting's all up fucked up,

but it says Jimmy not Jamie.

- See, I told you look, just put the gun down, come on.

- So you really are a homo?

- Frank, that's very offensive.

- Don't be a little fucking dick smoker,

and tell me where I can find your fucking brother.

- You can't.

- Motherfucker, you are really making me

rethink shooting you in your fucking head.

- I can't, Frank, he's dead.

He died last year, man, testicular cancer.

I had to be there with him when they cut his balls off

but they still couldn't save him.

- Fucking nut cancer?

Yeah, that motherfucker deserved it.

(laughing)

Came this close to getting your whole head

fucking blown the fuck off.

Now you tell any motherfucker soul,

I will come back here, I will fucking murder you.

I'll murder everybody in your office

and kill everybody you fucking know.

You understand me?

- I hear you.

- Now my brother, he's the law in this town.

So you think he's gonna fucking believe, you or me?

- You.

- Damn right, good boy.

I'm sorry.

- Okay.

(gentle upbeat music)

- Hey.

- Hey, ah.

(Frank laughing)

Yes.

That's for you my man.

- It's all there?

- Fuck, of course it's all there.

- I trust you, I ain't gotta count it.

(gentle upbeat music)

♪ I do that night get cold ♪

♪ Cover your neck with your sweater ♪

♪ I ain't seen my family in weeks ♪

♪ But a nigga can't get cold feet ♪

♪ I send that pack up to Rico ♪

♪ He get me back on the reload ♪

♪ Real G shitting on my steelo ♪

♪ Holding my glock at the peep ♪

♪ Nigga can't trap with me ♪

♪ You don't know how to go and get it ♪

♪ Oh no, no, no ♪

(gentle music)

(crying)

- She fucking.

(dramatic music)

Please.

(crying)

- [Beth Voiceover] Frank.

Frank.

(gasping)

(dramatic music)

(cellphone ringing)

Who killed me, Frank?

(cellphone ringing)

Who killed me, Frank?

(screaming)

Who killed me, Frank?

Who fucking killed me, Frank?

(dramatic music)

(cellphone ringing)

(dramatic music)

(screaming)

(dramatic music)

- I'm fucking losing it.

I'm losing my fucking mind.

Bitch can't be calling.

(dramatic music)

(thunder rumbling)

(cellphone ringing)

- Get that, get that, get that. Get that for me, baby.

(cellphone ringing)

Sorry.

It could be an emergency.

Hello, it's officer Jones.

- Hi George.

It's Jamie Thompson.

- Jamie Thompson, the realtor.

- Yes, the realtor.

I need to speak to as soon as possible.

It does have something to do with your brother.

- Okay, well, okay, what's going on with my brother?

- Okay, I didn't wanna say it on the phone,

but he pulled a gun on me yesterday.

He threatened to kill me.

He said that he thought I was sleeping with Beth.

- Okay, okay.

Well, I mean, I always thought you were,

I thought you were gay.

- Yes, I am gay.

Okay, but I really don't think that's the point here.

I had to call you

because I had this crazy idea,

I thought maybe he was the one

committing some of these freaky murders

that are going on.

And I could not tell you,

and then God forbid something happens to somebody else.

- No, you did, no, listen, Jamie,

you did the right thing, you did the right thing.

Why don't we meet up?

Why don't we meet up

so you can tell me everything, all right?

- Okay, I'll meet you down at the station.

- No, no, no, that won't be necessary.

Let's meet in the parking lot

at Metro High School in an hour.

You can jump in the car with me

and tell me everything, in private,

on the way to the diner, how's that sound?

- Okay, okay, thank you so much.

Okay, bye.

(thunder rumbling)

- You have to be fucking kidding me.

You really have to meet with him tonight.

Really?

- Babe, come here, come here, come here, come here.

(gentle music)

He's freaking out, he thinks he knows

who's been committing these crimes,

but he's off base, he's off base.

And I need to speak with him one on one,

talk to him, calm him down.

I don't need him going and causing pandemonium in the town,

I don't need it, all right.

- No, it's not all right.

You always choose your fucking job over me.

- Listen, listen, we still got some time

before I have to get outta here, huh?

Come here, come here.

Come here, saddle up, saddle up.

(gentle music)

We got time, babe, listen to me.

You're the most beautiful,

amazing woman in the whole world to me.

People depend on me though, you understand that.

But nobody, nobody comes before you.

(thunder rumbling)

I put you second to know one, all right.

I gotta handle my business, got responsibilities.

I'm the law, I'm the law.

Now get on top of me and do what you're supposed to do

before I have to get these cuffs out.

(both laughing)

(gentle music)

- Fuck, yo.

(gentle upbeat music)

Get up, man, what the fuck?

My third time being over this week, man.

You look real fucked up.

You even still got your job?

- I sold my company.

Fuck, man.

- [Ba] I bring what you needed, man.

- I need it, Ba.

- Hell no, you get yourself together.

If you need me, I'm still around.

- I got you.

This gonna get me right together brother.

This gonna get me right.

♪ Smoke, drink ♪

♪ This gonna get me right ♪

♪ Smoke, drink ♪ ♪ This gonna get me right ♪

(telephone ringing)

- [Beth Voiceover] This is Beth.

- [Frank Voiceover] And this is Frank.

- [Both Voiceover] And you've reached the Jones.

(both laughing)

Leave a message.

(upbeat music)

- [Tori] Hey, what's up Frank?

It's Tori, your neighbor.

You gimme a call, call me back ASAP.

- You fucking snorting cocaine, man.

- What?

- What is this?

- You a crack head now.

- I don't know what else to do.

- What you mean you don't know what else to do?

So now you just going turn to drugs?

Like what's going on with you?

- This is why I called you. Do you know about this?

- You found her diary.

- Did you know about it?

(gentle music)

- I mean, she told me about it,

but, oh God damn.

I mean, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I just thought y'all had an open marriage or something

the way she was doing.

I didn't know, I didn't know about all of this.

I mean, you know people into that nowadays,

swinger clubs is all kinda shit popping.

- Have you ever been cheated on?

(gentle music)

- Have I ever been cheated on?

(gentle music)

Yeah, I've been cheated on.

- What did you do?

- I ain't start sniffing cocaine and popping pills.

Man, I had to get right.

I fasted, I prayed, I sought God.

- God?

- Yeah, God.

You better do something,

I don't know if you do Christianity, Buddhism,

you better pray, Namya, Reiki, something, man.

You better seek enlightenment, something.

Because right now, man, you slipping.

You got this beautiful house and you gonna lose this shit,

'cause of a fucking bitch that wanna fuck somebody.

- You right.

(gentle music)

- Pick yourself up.

You're real sorry.

- I'm up.

- Liquor, cocaine.

Ain't even no bitches here.

You just getting high by yourself.

- I'm up.

- Fuck.

(gentle music)

- Thank you.

- Fuck man, love you.

Having you look like Pookie from New Jack.

Fuck.

Fake Carter.

(Frank laughing)

- I love you.

Thank you.

(door knocking)

Hold your fucking horses.

What the fuck?

- Where the fuck you been?

- Sleeping man, if that's fucking all right with you.

What the fuck do you want, George?

Jesus Christ.

- Jamie Thompson was shot and killed today.

- Jamie Thompson the realtor?

- Yes, Frank, the same person who sold you

this fucking house.

An eye witness said they saw you with him yesterday.

- So fucking what?

He wanted me to list the house and to sell me a condo, man.

- Did you go see the condo with him?

- Yeah, I went to go see the condo.

It was no fucking big deal.

I wasn't interested. Why don't you get to the fucking point?

You accusing me of fucking murdering him too?

- No, of course not.

You were just the last person to see him alive.

I just came by to ask if you saw anything suspicious

when you was with him?

- No, George, he was his normal, smarmy ass self.

- Somebody here?

- No.

- Man, I swear, I just heard something.

- George, fuck man,

can you go do your detective fucking work

somewhere else, man, I'm trying to sleep.

- All right, look, the whole town's worked up.

I'm worked up.

Just, watch where you go, watch what you do, all right.

- Great fuck, there's a serial killer, I'll stay safe.

- Don't fucking be sarcastic right now, Frank,

this shit is serious.

- I know it's serious, man.

I know that shit.

But right now, I just wanna fucking go to sleep, all right.

Please.

- All right, Frank.

I'm gonna call you later 'cause we need to talk.

- Yeah, all right.

- Yeah, by the way, have you seen Carrie?

I'm trying to call over all day.

- No man, try her job.

- She's off today.

- I don't know, man.

I'm sure she'll call you back.

(birds chirping)

- Hey baby, how you doing?

- How am I doing, how the hell are you doing?

Where the fuck you been all day?

- I've been at work.

Problem?

- I've been calling you, I've been texting you.

I can track down a cold suspect

quicker than I can get ahold of my girl.

You didn't work today.

- I did work today, actually,

they called me in to help out with some auditing work.

- Auditing.

- And I just got busy.

No big deal.

(gentle music)

- What if I say, I don't believe you.

- You know what?

You can believe, whatever you want to believe, okay.

- But I'm tired, I wanna go take a shower and go to bed.

Did you really smell me?

Okay.

- Yeah, you smell like you need to take a shower.

- You know what?

I am.

Why the fuck you got that gun out anyway?

- 'Cause you know what'll happen,

if I find out you were fucking around on me, right?

Oh, I see you wore your nice under things, huh, huh?

- Go to hell, George.

- I'm already in it.

(insects chirping)

(cellphone ringing)

- This is not a good time, George.

- [George] I know what you been doing, Frank,

I know everything.

- What?

Fuck you, I'm out shopping.

- We need to talk.

- Why don't you just fuck off.

- [George] God dammit, Frank, listen to me, it's over.

- God dammit, it is not over 'til I say it's over.

- God dammit.

(dramatic music)

- It's lemon time.

(dramatic music)

Who killed me, Frank?

(insects chirping)

(floor boards creaking)

(dramatic music)

- [George] Okay, okay, wake up.

Wake up, wakey, wakey.

I don't got time for this all day.

- Where the fuck?

- Yeah, surprise, surprise.

- You fucking gonna kill me, just get it the fuck over.

- Oh wait, we got, gimme a minute.

That's hot for that.

But you know where I gotta do this, right?

'Cause you're a lowlife son of a bitch.

- Lowlife son of a bitch, huh?

That's me.

How long did you think it was gonna actually take me

to figure out that you're the motherfucker

killing all these motherfuckers around here lately.

- Oh, fucking Sherlock Holmes.

You fucking cracked it.

- Sherlock Holmes, Prolock Holmes, I prefer Prolock Holmes.

You know why this is happening, don't you?

You know why this is happening?

You know, Frank, Frank, come on, you're a smart man.

And my sister-in-law I love you, sis.

We all miss and loved Beth terribly.

(gentle music)

- How could you do that to me, George?

How could you sleep with my wife.

- How do I sleep with Beth?

How do I sleep with Beth?

Listen, it was hard at first, it was hard.

I have to admit it was hard.

But she made it easy.

No pun intended.

- She was my fucking wife and you're my fucking brother.

- Your wife, your hot smoking ass wife made it so easy.

Why?

'Cause every time you left the room,

she was hitting on me every second she got.

I'm a man, Frank, I'm a man.

- You don't even have any room remorse, do you?

- No.

- Fuck you, motherfucker.

- Fuck me, huh?

Here's my question, is how did you see this whores book,

this whores diary of all the motherfuckers she fucked

and you didn't kill me first.

- You motherfucking dumb ass, I was saving you for the last.

'Cause I want everybody in this fucking town

to know what a piece shit of cop you used to be.

- I don't give a fuck about being no cop, Frank.

I just like me being able to tell motherfuckers what to do.

Did you know how much perks I got in this job?

I don't have to pay for shit.

- Fucking George.

- I don't have to pay for shit.

- You're so.

- Not even pussy, not even your wife's pussy.

I don't have to pay for shit.

- You right motherfucker, I should have killed you first.

- Yeah, but you're not the smart one, huh?

You were never the smart one.

But now it's time for your life to end

and mine to begin.

- Fucking kill me, what's the use,

what's the use living in a world

with fucking bitches like you.

Go ahead, fucking shoot,

pull the trigger motherfucker, pull it.

Fuck.

- That's a first, now listen, listen, listen,

listen, I'm sorry.

I'm truly sorry.

(dramatic music)

I didn't want it to go down this way.

- What the fuck are you doing here?

- I followed you here.

- I figured I'd catch you cheating,

but I see you have a gun to Frank's head.

- Because, it's baby, baby.

Because.

- Why do you have a gun to Frank's head?

- Because he's been trying to kill me, babe.

He's been trying to kill me, probably you.

- Why would Frank wanna kill you George?

- Because he's out of his fucking mind.

He's the one been killing all these motherfuckers

around here lately.

What do you want?

- I guess you have to do what you gotta do.

- Oh fuck.

(dramatic music)

Fuck.

- You hear that, Frank?

That's my girl, man, that's my girl, that's mine.

Do what you gotta to do, come here.

You're amazing.

Frank, see.

- Just do this one favor for me, okay love.

Make sure you make it look like an accident.

- Oh, absolutely, absolutely.

- Good.

You know what?

On second thought,

would you mind if I could like get in on the fun?

- What do you mean, get in on the fun?

- I mean, I would actually like to shoot him.

(George laughing)

- Right, right.

(George laughing)

She would like to shoot you.

(George laughing)

You wanna shoot, right?

- Yes, you always get to shoot everyone.

And I've never known how it felt.

So I would love this moment.

- And this is why, Frank, I wanna get on banded knee.

- You fucking deserve each other, you pieces of shit.

- You sure about this?

- Hell yeah. - All right, here take this.

- You wanna show me how to do it?

- Yeah, I'ma show you.

- Okay.

- Put that thing right up against that temple right there.

Do one shot, one kill, okay.

- Okay.

- Frank, hold on.

Brother,

fuck you, I'm sorry about this.

I am, no I am, I'm truly sorry.

But it's gotta be done.

Do what you gotta do, babe.

- All right baby.

(gun firing)

(screaming)

(Frank laughing)

- What the fuck are you doing you crazy bitch, huh?

You were supposed to shoot him, not me.

- Call me a bitch one more time.

- You gonna believe this lunatic over me, huh?

Huh?

Shit.

- He showed me that diary.

- Oh, he showed me the diary.

Oh, you showed her the diary.

Oh yeah, I'm gonna kill both of you motherfuckers.

- That's I swear, I just heard something.

- George.

- Somebody here?

- No.

(gentle music)

- Hi Frank.

- Fuck man, can you go do your detective fucking work

somewhere else, man, I'm trying to sleep.

- George is always working late.

It's actually nice to talk to a human sometimes.

I mean, my cat is completely over me, you know.

- Well I know George's job, keeps him pretty busy so.

It's no problem.

(gentle music)

(both moaning)

Shit.

(both moaning)

- Oh fuck, oh fuck.

Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.

Frank, listen to me.

Look at your brother.

Look at me.

God, I'm sorry.

We're even, we good.

This is.

- We even?

No, fuck that nigga, it's far too late for that.

A second ago you were about to blow my fucking brains out.

- Because I thought you was about to kill me.

- Carrie.

- Yes, love. - You go on now, baby.

- Yes, love.

Yes, love.

- Okay baby.

- Freshen up for me.

You don't need to see all this.

- Oh, oh, go home.

(dramatic music)

Man, look, fuck her, fuck her, brother.

We're blood.

I'm sorry.

This is just a misunderstanding, man.

- Misunderstanding?

- Just get me to a hospital, I'm freaking bleeding out, bro.

- Bleeding out, you're bleeding out motherfucker.

Not yet, you ain't fucking bleeding out.

Man, you don't even know what real pain fucking is.

- Don't be playing, Frank.

Come on, please, please.

- This is too good for you motherfucker.

I'm about to break a nigga.

(dramatic music)

- Who the fuck do you think?

Who the fuck do you think killed Jamie?

It was me.

I did that shit.

I did that shit for you.

(dramatic music)

- Hey baby, how have you been?

I've been worried about you.

- I just needed some time to myself

to clear this shot outta my system.

- Is it finished?

- Yeah.

- Is that his blood on you?

(gentle music)

- It is.

- Did he beg for his life?

- Yeah, he did.

- Good.

(gentle music)

You know he had it coming for him this whole entire time,

so don't you feel bad about that?

Do you know how many times he's cheated on me?

In fact, Beth is one of those women.

- None of that shit matters anymore.

- Thank you baby.

- Like I told you in the car, I got you.

What's for dinner?

- Lasagna.

- Ooh, I love me some.

- Don't you dare go in my oven.

- Too late.

(Carrie laughing)

You want some red wine?

- Yes.

Are you drinking some too.

- Dark liquor for me.

(gentle music)

Come here.

Tonight, I'm trying to get all fucked up

and forget about all this bullshit,

if that's right with you.

- Of course, we can do anything you want to do.

♪ I rather we not make no promises ♪

- A toast to you.

♪ Neither you or I been focusing ♪

♪ So I'd rather sit and wait ♪

- You know, you are so sweet, Frank.

I cannot imagine why Beth would ever cheat on you.

Here's to an amazing man.

- I'll drink to that.

(glasses clinking)

You know Carrie, I gotta tell you something.

- Oh, I hope it's something naughty.

- I know you were the one.

- The one to do?

- The one who killed Beth.

- I mean.

(gentle music)

- It's okay.

(gentle music)

No, no, no, no.

- I had to do it.

After I found out that she was sleeping with George,

we both don't deserve that shit right.

- Right.

- Besides now it's just us.

And we don't need anyone else anymore.

- No, we don't need anyone else anymore.

(gentle music)

So how did you do it?

You put the poison in her wine at the reception.

- Exactly.

- And what was that poison called again?

- Aconite.

- You know, it's actually really hard to find.

- I know I had a hard time finding it myself.

(dramatic music)

- What do you mean?

- I mean, I had a hard time finding the Aconite,

I put in the wine you've been sipping on all evening.

- You're scaring me.

(dramatic music)

- Oh, oh, what's the matter Carrie?

You seem like you ain't feeling so good.

You think maybe that's kinda how fucking Beth felt?

(dramatic music)

- Help me, Frank.

- Help you, fuck you.

You need to pay for what you did,

just like everyone else.

I want you to feel the way you made my wife feel

the night she died in my arms.

(dramatic music)

♪ Inside your head, I, I, I ♪

(gentle music)

♪ Inside your head, I, I, I ♪

(Carrie laughing)

- You really thought you could kill me.

(dramatic music)

Well, you want me to call 911?

Sure.

(Frank gasping)

I'm sorry but could you remind me what that number is?

(Frank gasping)

(Carrie laughing)

I crack myself up.

- But I didn't drink it.

- How's that whiskey taste, huh Frank?

(dramatic music)

You can't kill a killer like, love, no.

You see I came over and I switched out that fine bottle.

Guess what?

Now you can join Beth in hell

and you can ask her why she was such a bloody cunt.

(dramatic music)

(Frank gasping)

- Carrie.

(gentle music)

- You have something to say?

What is it that you have to tell me, Frank?

- [Frank] You're coming with me.

(gun firing)

(gentle music)

- So you're not going anywhere.

- Nowhere.

- No.

Not gonna cheat at me?

- As long as you don't cheat on me, I got you.

- I would never cheat on you.

(gentle music)

- I'm the luckiest man in the world.

(gentle music)

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

(gentle upbeat music)