♪ When you feel down and out ♪
♪ Sing a song ♪
Hey, Meesha? Donalyn?
I can't wait to show you your new room.
Kenny painted it himself.
- Right, Kenny? - Mm-hmm.
Hey, Meesha, you're gonna love your new school.
It has a swimming pool.
- Yes! - We don't know how to swim.
Well, you can learn.
Right, Meesha?
Yes, Mrs. Watson.
You don't have to call us Mr. and Mrs. Watson anymore.
We're family now. You can call us Alice, Kenneth.
- Mom and Dad. - We already got a mom and dad.
♪ Sing a song ♪
We're gonna set some rules.
'Curfew's 7 on school nights'
8 on weekends.
Those streetlights cut on, y'all in the house.
Hey, Meesha, look over there.
'Donalyn, roll up your window.'
♪ PSK we're makin' that green ♪
♪ People always say What the hell does that mean ♪
♪ P for the people who can't understand ♪
♪ How one homeboy became a man ♪
♪ S for the way we scream and shout ♪
♪ One by one I'm knockin' you out ♪
♪ K for the way my DJ kuttin' ♪
♪ Other MC's man they ain't sayin' nothin' ♪
♪ Rockin' on to the brink of dawn ♪
♪ I think Code Money yo time is on ♪
Donalyn, do you hear me?
I don't want you hangin' on that corner.
My 11 year old daughter died last week.
Brain aneurysm.
Sorry about your loss.
That girl they found in the landfill back in '91..
- Donalyn Sullivan. - Yeah.
I tell you what I did.
I get to go to my daughter's funeral?
Depends on what you got.
I found her dead in the basement of my club.
- When was this? - November 18th.
The morning after my 27th birthday party.
We were having some plumbing done.
Might have got hit with one of them pipes.
Might've?
What'd you do with her body?
I wrapped it in this zebra rug I had.
Put her in the Dumpster behind Checkers on 29th.
So you find a dead girl in your club...
you toss her body in a Dumpster instead of calling the cops?
I ran with the 26th Street Villains.
If they'd caught me talking to some cops
I would have been six deep.
What's a 14 year old girl doing there in the first place?
Wild night. Could have snuck in.
Now I know what her parents must have felt..
...losing a child.
- I want to do what's right. - 18 years too late.
Funeral home's holding my daughter's body.
My wife is waiting for me.
You said it was your birthday party, right?
I'm gonna need names.
Club was abandoned in '97.
The city's got ownership now.
Hmm, your tax dollars at work.
The ME's office confirmed Donalyn was hit with an object.
"About one inch round."
I found a permit for a plumbing overhaul back in '91.
Replaced lead pipes with galvanized.
'Detectives. Blood spatter on the pipe.'
- Let's cut that section out. - Yes, miss.
Perfectly good murder weapon.
I'm guessing Sticky didn't have a permit for that.
Donalyn Sullivan. 14 year old foster kid.
Biological parents both dead.
She and her little sister Meesha
moved in with Kenneth and Alice Watson, April '91.
Fourth foster family in 5 years.
Seven months later, she's dead in a landfill.
Assigned searched for predators.
No recent rapes or regular pervs.
Foster dad alibied out.
In Baltimore with a friend the night Donalyn went missing.
Foster mom was at home with the younger sister.
Donalyn sneaks out, goes to Sticky's party.
Next morning, foster mom files a missing persons.
It's three weeks before her body's discovered at the dump.
Hey, look who's back from the dead.
Would of had a to-do with some notice.
I thought I'd be hanging with the zombies till retirement.
Still don't know how you did it, boss.
Uh, I still got some juice upstairs, I guess.
Glad to have you back, Kat.
ME's report. Piping in Sticky's basement
fits the thread pattern on Donalyn's skull.
Blood type's a match, too.
Two items found on the victim...
'Picture of her biological mother'
and a busted audio tape.
I'll take it to the sound hounds.
See if they can work their magic.
Let's bring in the foster parents and the sister
see if Sticky's club jogs their memories.
You got it, boss.
- Hey, Nick. - Hmm?
Still waiting on that doctor's report from you.
Thought that was more of an optional thing.
Only if you opt to wear the badge.
I haven't seen a doctor since 1980.
- I don't even have one. - Then find one.
I don't believe it. I..
Donalyn wasn't the type of girl to go clubbing'.
More of a homebody?
She just wasn't all that social.
She spent most of her time watching her sister.
Got a guest list from Sticky's club that night.
Recognize any names?
Friends of Donalyn's, maybe?
If she had friends, I-I didn't know any of them.
Told the girls to stay away from those kids on 26th.
'You mean the kids at school?'
These kids couldn't spell school.
Told cops back in '91
you were in Baltimore, night Donalyn disappeared.
With my pal, James McDonald. Fishing.
- You still got his number? - Somewhere.
When'd you come back home?
As soon as Alice called, said Donalyn was missing.
- She ever run away before? - Not that I know of.
But Donalyn was a teenager.
- Had a mind of her own. - She give Alice trouble?
Told Alice those girls didn't need sympathy.
They needed discipline.
You ever disciplined them, Kenneth?
Alice got mad if I raised my voice.
Didn't let me smoke anymore. Had all kind of rules.
How was your relationship with Donalyn?
I was gone a lot for work.
Did what I could when I was around.
I took her to see Phantom of the Opera
in New York once.
She liked that.
You and Alice divorced in '92?
Losing a child like that..
...it just ripped us apart.
Well, Ken being away two foster kids, huh..
...it must have been rough.
Life of a trucker's wife.
Might as well have been a single mother.
You and Donalyn get along?
Tried to create a family for her.
Girl was mad at the world.
Her mother was an addict. Died of AIDS. No father.
A tough life for a kid.
I was a first time foster mom.
Thought I could change the world.
But what they say is true.
It's harder with the older ones.
♪ Ooh ladies first ladies first ♪
Meesh, I'm Queen Latifah.
♪ The ladies will kick it a rhyme that is wicked ♪
♪ Those who don't know how to be pros get evicted ♪
♪ A woman can bear you break you take you ♪
♪ Now it's time to rhyme can you relate to ♪
- No, don't stop. - What does she want?
Come on, you guys, keep going.
Nah, ma'am. I got homework.
Hey, Donalyn, what do you say tomorrow
we have a girls' day?
Maybe, we could go shopping..
...get our nails done? Whatever you want.
Please, Donalyn?
What do you say? Give me a chance?
♪ Believe me when I say being ♪
Maybe?
I'll do it for the drama queen.
♪ But for being with one 'cause when it's time for lovin' ♪
Okay.
♪ Strong stepping strutting moving on ♪
Hey there, precious.
♪ We are the ones that give birth ♪
I took what I could get.
So Donalyn was close with her younger sister?
- Best friends. - Is that Meesha?
Yes, convinced DHS to let her live with me after Donalyn died.
Adopted her in '95.
She's a doctor at Children's now.
You're reopening my sister's case?
After all this time? I don't understand.
Got a new lead.
You ever hear of Sticky's on 26th?
Club was owned by Virgil "Sticky" Jones.
Yeah.
She'd sneak up there whenever she could.
Is that where she was killed?
I thought she ran away.
You, uh, recognize any of these names?
How'd she get out of the house?
Just went out the back door.
You ever tell your parents about Donalyn's night life?
I wanted a family, Donalyn didn't.
After she left..
...after I thought she left all I had was my mother.
What about Kenneth?
Never saw him after they divorced.
He was never much around, anyway.
'Wait, Zen.'
I remember him.
Friend of Donalyn's?
I wouldn't go that far.
We met him the first week in the neighborhood.
He messed with the wrong new girl.
♪ Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah ♪
♪ Let the crowd get hype then I'm about to strike him ♪
♪ And watch me give him dap wit a fist full of lightnin' ♪
♪ So cool off you don't want it with me ♪
♪ 'Cause I freeze up suckers when I cold get busy ♪
♪ Especially you man your style's a disgrace ♪
♪ You got a messed-up fade and your chain's a fake ♪
♪ And look at her she ain't fresh at all ♪
♪ She got dirty shoes and her clothes are small ♪
♪ I'm the black Balboa and I'm trained to brawl ♪
♪ The only trainin' she got is a trainin' bra ♪
♪ You got a mouth full of rubbish ♪
♪ I'm-a take out the trash here's a penny for my thoughts ♪
♪ 'Cause you probably could use the cash ♪
♪ You a broke-lookin' player a faker a straight fool ♪
♪ Word on the street is that you got a little issue ♪
You funny, right?
This is my street, bitch.
26. We never forget.
I see you again, gonna earn my bones.
'Come on, Meesh.'
I always thought she was fearless..
...but she was just a little girl.
Zen was a 26th Street Villain?
Heard he shot a guy for his Jordans.
Happen to know his real name?
Yeah, I think Zeb Edwards.
Thanks, Meesha.
You'll let me know if you find anything, right?
Alright.
So, ZebandSticky were 26ers.
Well, maybe Zeb ran into Donalyn at the birthday party.
Got back at her over that "little issue" of his.
- Zen? - Just Zeb now.
Yeah, Zeb Edwards.
Popped in '92 for agg assault
'93 criminal conspiracy, '94 possession with intent.
People say this and that.
But 26ers never forget.
What you told Donalyn Sullivan after she outspit you on 26th.
Come on. I changed.
Look, I'm a family man now.
Were you at Sticky's birthday party in '91?
Nah, it wasn't me.
Why were you on the guest list, Zen?
Start talkin' straight, or I take out the bracelets.
- What you wanna know? - The night Donalyn was killed.
You two still beefin'?
Nah, me and Sugar Dawn, we was friends by then.
- Sugar Dawn? - It's the name I gave her.
So, what kinda friendship you have with a 14 year old girl?
Nah, it wasn't like that. I was her manager.
Yeah, I turned her into a bona fide MC.
Back then, you either was a talent
or you found the talent.
Alright, look, you wanna do this
you gotta look the part, alright?
Here, put this..
Damn! Not like I'm gonna hit you.
I can do it myself.
'Alright, where the earrings and the ring I got you?'
You gotta put 'em on.
♪ Do as I say so and don't try to fess ♪
♪ Do what you wanna just clean up the mess on here ♪
'Put your rings on.'
♪ Rhymes and rhymes and rhymes I gots to spare ♪
♪ Act like you know ♪
♪ The things that I do just ain't for show ♪
♪ This is my limit ♪
Is it cool?
- Put the hat on. - Cool?
♪ For all of those that seem to want to try ♪
'Ah!'
♪ What can I say hey thanks a lot ♪
Ah, now there she go.
'That's Sugar Dawn. Let's roll.'
♪ They know whose show this is ♪
♪ Whose show is this ♪
♪ This is MC Lyte ♪
'Yo, Huxtable.'
Zen, get the little girl outta here.
Yo, she's dope, man. She got mad skills.
Hey, you was on 26th and Sergeant
first day me and my sister moved over there.
Yo, Sugar Dawn, go ahead and spit that 16 real quick.
♪ Fly Philly diva sicker than emphysema ♪
♪ Make you follow the leader in my Jetta four seater ♪
♪ Guys love Sugar 'cause you know they'd wanna meet her ♪
♪ Girls want to join her 'cause they know they can't beat her ♪
Yeah, yeah. I got it.
Yo, I'm tellin' you, man.
She's gonna be the next Antoinette.
She just another girl on 26th thinks she can rap.
♪ I said it once I'm-a say it again ♪
♪ I'm like Nikki Giovanni when I pick up the pen ♪
♪ So Go Tell It on the Mountain♪
♪ I'll take it back to the Motherland now ♪
♪ And I don't need a black medallion ♪
'Ooh!'
I know I can rap.
♪ Act like you know ♪
♪ This is MC Lyte ♪
Alright, you can stay.
Man, the only reason why y'all lovin' her
is 'cause she's still in diapers. She a baby MC.
I mean, she look like me, y'all got her rappin' like me..
...but she ain't me.
Oh, I don't know. I think she got you there, Big Soph.
Who, her?
Man, get your finger outta my face.
I know that's not what just happened!
I know you didn't just disrespect me like that!
You know, you better watch your back.
Don't let me catch your ass on 26th, 'cause I got you!
♪ Straighten my jacket fix my hair ♪
♪ Turn up the system as I prepare ♪
I should've protected Sugar Dawn more.
Big Soph was crazy.
She at Sticky's party that night?
Yeah, she got a big recording contract.
Sugar Dawn was supposed to spit for a contract too
but she never showed.
Yeah. Yeah, it was the night
the Phillies ended the game on that triple play.
You remember who was workin' the parking lot?
Wait. Last name Parker?
Emil Parker.
He'll be back Saturday?
Alright, thanks.
So, any luck with the foster father's alibi?
Oh, number Ken gave us for James McDonald was
disconnected back in '97.
Ran down the forwarding number. There's no answer.
Uh, where's mine?
I thought you gave up the cow.
I'm gone a couple weeks and all of a sudden I'm vegetarian?
Mm! AV department was able to save
part of Donalyn's audiotape. Listen.
♪ Different foster homes but don't none of them care ♪
♪ And I hate to see my sister cry 'cause that ain't fair ♪
♪ She's too young to understand ♪
♪ How we end up here ♪
♪ So I promise it'll change ♪
♪ Every single new year ♪
AV's trying to rescue the rest of the tape.
And I've been harassing DHS to open Donalyn's file.
Know a gal over there. I'll, uh, reach out.
Pretty heavy lyrics for a 14 year old.
Veronica's around Donalyn's age.
I can't imagine her going through any of this.
Thanks, Scotty.
We got the big guns.
The lieutenant and the lady detective. Mm-mm.
You deserve special treatment being the voice
of Philly Hip-Hop on Radio 99.
And I'm on in 45.
Looks like you're gonna miss drive time, Big Soph.
Police harassin' another person of color's, no big surprise.
Ah, a couple of Philly cops don't scare you.
Especially since you're so good with a razor blade.
Served three years at Muncy for assault.
Bitch had it comin'.
You call me in for somethin' that happened
a hundred years ago?
Remember Donalyn Sullivan?
Maybe you know her as Sugar Dawn?
Yeah, I remember Sugar Dawn.
Yeah, me-me and Baby MC, we was cool.
- You ever threaten her? - She was a kid.
Didn't tell her to watch her back?
Heat of the moment, maybe.
Uh, you got signed with
Killadelphia Entertainment in '91.
Did.
What's your point?
You got your big break at Sticky's on 26th.
At his birthday party, so?
Same night and place Sugar Dawn was murdered.
See where we're going now?
Like I said, I didn't see her.
Donalyn was there to audition that night, too.
She's dead, you're famous. Do the math.
Look, Sugar Dawn was on 26th with the big dogs
but she was still wet behind the ears.
I tried to help!
♪ Some like to boogie some like to cha-cha ♪
Oh, you like rap music?
- Hey. - Lemme get that, Rocket.
- Hey, man. - Nah, uh.
Yo, Baby MC, come here.
For real, come here. I ain't gonna do nothin', alright?
How much you selling ' your tapes for?
A Hamilton.
You buggin', right?
- Zen didn't tell me how much. - Alright, check this.
Look at homeboy over there in the fake Karl Kani's.
You ask him for ten, he gonna shut you down.
That's a five dollar brother.
So you only charge people
what you think they'll pay, see?
And another thing, you wanna take all this off.
All what off?
All that jewelry, unless you trying to get jacked out here.
Trying to look like Big Soph and all.
Come on.
You still in diapers, so make it work.
Never ask more than $15, alright?
Go do it.
Go on. Go ahead.
- Hey, man, you like hip-hop? - Yeah.
Come on. Okay.
Ah! Told you!
Where's my money?
- What money? - From your studio time.
- Zen said he'd front it. - Well, he didn't.
- Huxtable, she's just a kid. - Is anybody talking to you?
I got $20.
I could page Zen and see if he can bring some more.
No, we're gonna find him together.
Get in. Get in the damn car!
Huxtable was serious about his paper.
That was the last time I saw Sugar Dawn.
When was that?
Two days before Sticky's party.
Oh.
That thing we talked about.
Happy anniversary.
Some guys bring flowers.
A dozen roses ain't got nothing on six hollow points.
You know I already got a piece.
Yeah, but..
...yours comes with too many questions attached.
Still I think I could take it back?
Get some diamond studs? Real ones?
No refunds, no exchanges.
- Also, completely untraceable. - Seriously, Eddie.
Look, you asked me what I'd do in your situation.
A guy like that?
Well..
...just be careful.
You been under too long.
Maybe things start looking kind of cloudy, huh?
Couldn't be clearer from where I'm standing.
Scum out there wants you dead.
I'm just evening the odds.
Look, I told you before. I don't need protecting.
Well, the beauty of a thing like this
is you can put it away. Forget about it.
Unless the time comes when you need it.
Then you decide where you stand.
I already know where I stand.
I'm just looking out, okay?
Diamonds, huh?
Wait.
Let me think about it. Okay?
♪ I do what I got to do I don't got a lot of moves to make ♪
♪ So I do what I got to I do what I got to do ♪
♪ I don't got a lot of room to move so I do what I got to ♪
♪ I do what I got to do ♪
Huxtable, huh?
Whatever happened to good old street names
like Chicken Legs and Fat Head?
Who's asking?
What can I do for you, detectives?
Mortuary playlist, his idea or yours?
Oh. Keeps the mind active.
Family business here is a long way away from
that one-bedroom music studio you used to run.
I'm still in the scene. I find underground talent.
Post their songs on my blog.
You know a Donalyn Sullivan?
Sure.
She was a friend of mine.
Remember her taking a ride in your Cherokee?
November '91? Just you and her?
- What are you getting at? - Is that a yes?
Look, she was a little girl.
Got an eyewitness, saw you throw that
little girl in your Cherokee, take off down Broad Street.
Okay, the whole neighborhood knew
my family owned this mortuary.
They knew I had money. Had to show them I was hard.
Jack and Jill kid looking for some street cred.
Had to play the game. We both did.
What were you doing at Broad Street, anyway?
You know it's dangerous this time of night.
What do you care where I'm at?
Hey, everybody's not out to take
something from you, little sister.
Well you want your money, so there. That's all I got.
Zen shouldn't have you out there.
I can take care of myself.
I got something for you. Back seat.
"James Baldwin. Go Tell It on the Mountain."
- I already read it. - I don't doubt it.
'I knew you were different.'
Don't need Zen turning you into one of Big Soph's clones.
Shoot, she ain't got nothing on me.
Your single sucks.
- Did you write it? - Zen.
- That figures. It's trivial. - Trivial sells.
How many tapes you sold today?
Huh?
You got more inside you. Spit about something real.
Not some cliche ghetto nursery rhyme.
Oh, like you, college boy?
Fronting like your mommy and daddy
ain't paying for your apartment on Chestnut.
But I don't have what you got.
You're more than just another MC, Donalyn.
Everybody's got dreams. Don't mean nothin'.
The difference is, you got talent.
'And you're smart.'
How old are you?
14 and a half.
"And a half."
What's that mean?
Maybe you should just be 14.
Let the half take care of itself.
- Yeah. - 'Yeah.'
Maybe.
Hey, can you pull over at that pay phone for a minute?
Yeah, um...
I guess I got through to her.
Cost her her life, though.
- Who'd Donalyn call? - Zen.
She fired him right there.
How'd he take that?
He was a 26er.
So, how do you think he took it?
My father and I prepared her for burial.
I hardly recognized her.
Said you turned Sugar Dawn into a bona fide MC.
Before me, she was just another girl roasting on 26th.
But Sugar Dawn was looking to change her image.
But she never told me.
But she wanted to rap about more than cars and jewelry.
She'd rap about a dog if I told her.
Sugar Dawn dropped you, Zen.
Please. I put her on the map.
Well, the neighborhood map.
But she wanted more.
14 and she already outgrew you.
A 26er like you wasn't just gonna take that.
Told you, I had nothing to do with
what happened to Sugar Dawn.
Y'all just be wanting to have the brothers all gripped up.
You'll be gripping 20 years in Graterford
you don't drop that attitude and come clean.
Okay.
She fired me, alright?
But that lasted about half a second.
Hey, Sugar Dawn. Hey.
We on 10:50 a.m.!
I know it's only a Indie station, but it's something.
♪ Skills of an MC boss ♪
♪ I ain't never been soft I'm goin' off ♪
♪ Go go go go go go ♪
Yo, we on the radio!
Alright, so look, Sticky's birthday party
is tomorrow night, right? Everybody's gonna be there.
Now one of Sticky's boys promised me
a one-on-one with Killadelphia Entertainment.
You do "Goin' Off."
I don't want to do "Goin' Off."
What you talking about? That's your single.
I'm saying I want to do one of my own songs, Zen.
Spit about something real.
Aw, you playin', D, right? Come on, man, you're killing me.
I'm serious.
Oh, what, you on some old Negro spiritual now from Huxtable?
Man, people don't dance to that.
Maybe I just want them to listen.
What do you know about life?
Nothing.
♪ The room was pitch black when the chandelier fell ♪
♪ The first time he reached out I remember it well ♪
♪ Whispered lies in my ear 'cause he told me he cared ♪
♪ I saw a different kind of Phantom ♪
♪ In the way that he stared ♪
What Phantom?
♪ Still my face can't reveal what I'm feeling inside ♪
♪ But you can see it if you look into my eyes ♪
♪ Read between the lines ♪
What are you talking about, D?
I do my song or I'm out.
That's what I'm talking about.
Girl blew me away with that song.
Do you know who she was talking about?
Only heard the first verse.
Next night at Sticky's party..
...I waited for her backstage.
She never showed.
Anyone verify that?
I got some names.
She was like a little sister to me, man.
If I'd have known she was in trouble..
...I would have done anything to protect her.
You need to do what you need to do.
I'm going to put you on blast, okay?
Oh.
I-I wasn't expecting you.
I got to work late.
Just wanted to drop by.
Everything copacetic?
Sit down.
We about to have "the talk"?
Uh, this thing that you did the other night.
The gift I gave you?
- You didn't have to. - No. I wanted to.
I'm saying, I like you either way.
I don't need any grand gestures.
Okay.
Whatever my problems are, they're mine.
I hear what you're saying.
You want me to back off.
I just need some room to maneuver.
If that's what you want, that's what you get.
- Thank you. - Mm-hmm.
Now, that thing from the other night.
Yeah, I threw it in the Schuylkill.
Well, no harm, no foul.
Gotta do it the right way.
- Just got to do it my way. - Hmm.
Just got off the horn with James McDonald
foster dad's alibi.
Finally grew a conscience
admitted that Kenny Watson's lying.
- He wasn't fishing in '91. - So, where was he?
He was with his girlfriend, Lisa Jackson up in DC.
Met her when she was 15.
'Argh.'
AV finally salvaged the rest of Donalyn's tapes.
Got the other verse to her song.
She called Ken "the Phantom."
Guess he'd turned his eye on her.
'"He sees it, too'
"Now he's telling me to run away
"But I got Babygirl with me. Where we gonna stay?"
Alibi's not the only thing Kenneth lied about.
Mr. Watson?
Detectives?
'Need to ask you some questions.'
Let me take the chains off.
Mr. Watson?
Hey Watson, you gotta open that door right now.
Perv knew we were on to him, boss.
'Ate his gun before we, you know.'
Took the easy way out.
Should've killed himself in '91. Saved us the hassle.
Any proof he was molesting Donalyn?
Jailbait magazines all over the place.
Donalyn rapped about a Phantom on her audio tape.
I think she was talking about Kenneth.
Guy was a predator. Killed her to cover it up.
We're gonna need more than that.
Let's bring in Alice. Pick up Meesha, too.
Find out what was really going on in that house.
These are Donalyn's DHS records.
'Says she lived with a family called'
the Martins for a month, but not you?
It was the only time we were separated.
She hated it there.
Not the whole story, Meesha.
Another girl reported she was abused there.
'Said Donalyn was, too.'
She never told me.
'She never told anyone.'
She ever talk about a "Phantom"?
Something she made up to scare me.
"Lock your doors so the Phantom doesn't come."
'You know, kid stuff.'
Ken took Donalyn to see
"Phantom of the Opera,"though.
'Right?'
What are you telling me?
'Not me..'
...your sister.
♪ But lately it's been getting harder just to pretend ♪
♪ 'Cause once again I see the Phantom when I see him ♪
♪ He sees it too now he's telling me to run away ♪
♪ But I got Babygirl with me where we gonna stay ♪
I remember that song.
- I wasn't tryin' to hurt you. - Of course you were.
♪ He sees it too now he's telling me to run away ♪
♪ But I got Babygirl with me where we gonna stay ♪
What's that supposed to mean, huh?
Look at me, Donalyn.
After all we've done for you.
Man, he wants me outta here.
He told me to beat it before something bad happened.
He didn't say that.
I've seen that look before. I know what comes next.
You don't know what you're talking about.
You think I'm some kind of little kid?
You're 14!
You don't know what I've been through.
And I'm not about to let it happen again
to me or my little sister.
Let what happen again?
- You say you love us, right? - Donalyn, please.
'I'm trying here.'
Kenny's trying. Meesha's trying.
Everybody's trying but you.
Oh, God.
- Where are you going? - I'm outta here.
Donalyn, wait! Don't go! Just..
All this time..
...I thought Donalyn abandoned me.
She was just trying to save me.
- You see Donalyn after that? - No.
That was the last time I saw my big sister.
'What about Alice?'
She said she stayed home all night with you. That true?
You divorced in '92. "Irreconcilable differences."
I'll bet it was a challenge when you found out about Kenneth's..
...tendencies.
There's no reconciling those, right?
I-I don't know what you're talking about.
You're protecting him? Even now?
Kenny was a decent man. Hard worker, a good provider.
No, he was a predator.
He knew we had his number.
There's a reason he offed himself.
That's between him and God.
He can't hurt you anymore, Alice.
Can't hurt you or the girls.
Tell us what happened.
You'll feel better, I promise.
He followed her to the club.
To Sticky's?
I told him what she said
about taking Meesha away.
He was supposed to talk some sense into her.
- But she wouldn't listen? - No.
Said he hit her over the head with a pipe.
He told me he killed her.
'It's a gripping story..'
- Alice. - What?
'He-he couldn't have been at the club'
'cause he was in Maryland.
Look it, had a room at the Bethesda Inn
with his 17 year old girlfriend.
Sevente..
No. No, he-he came back home.
He went after her. He told me.
The only person who'd know Donalyn was beat with a pipe
was the one did the beatin'..
...that's you.
It's over, Alice.
She was gonna take Meesha away.
I couldn't let them go.
You took Kenneth's side.
No. No, God help me, no. I kicked Kenneth out.
I wasn't..
...I wasn't going to let him near Meesha.
Please..
...tell Meesha I'm sorry.
♪ Right about now ♪
♪ Hit it ♪
♪ Yeah whoo ♪
♪ Yeah whoo yeah whoo ♪
♪ It takes two to make a thing go right ♪
♪ Yeah whoo ♪
♪ It takes two to make it outta sight ♪
♪ Whoo yeah ♪
♪ It takes two to make a thing go right ♪
Hey. Donalyn.
What are you doing here?
- We need to talk. - Come on.
♪ I wanna rock right now ♪
♪ I'm Rob Base and I came to get down ♪
♪ I'm not internationally known ♪
♪ But I'm known to rock the microphone ♪
♪ Because I get stupid I mean outrageous.. ♪
'I know you're angry, Donalyn.'
But you can't just keep running
and dragging this little girl behind you.
I've been taking care of Meesha all her life.
Families talk. They stick it out.
Well, we ain't your family.
But you could be.
I mean, you said it yourself, nothing happened.
We're leaving tomorrow.
Please, don't do this to Meesha.
Meesha?
All you talk about is Meesha! You don't care nothing about me!
Who do you think I'm talking about now?
You, Donalyn. Don't you wanna be happy?
Hey, I'm not gonna pretendno more.
I'm going out there tonight. I'm gonna get me a contract.
Then you're never gonna see us again.
You can't sing that song! I won't let you take her away!
You're just a child!
Old enough to call our social worker. Tell her everything!
Then you'll never get any more kids!
Shut your mouth! I won't let you do that!
You're not taking her!
Oh, no.
'Oh, Donalyn?'
Oh, God! No!
Oh, no. I'm sorry.
Oh, God, I'm so sorry. I'm sorry.
'Donalyn?'
'Whassup, Philly? It's your girl, Big Soph'
voice of Philly Hip-Hop Radio 99 FM.
I'm gonna take you back to the '90s.
Yeah, you know how we do it. Authentic hip-hop.
Gonna play you a new joint by former street MC
Donalyn Sullivan, murdered back in '91.
It's called "Read Between the Lines."
Shout out to 26th and Sergeant.
She's one of our own. This one's for us.
♪ Once upon a time in the project halls ♪
♪ Another poor little girl used to stare at the stars ♪
♪ Mama said work hard it can all be yours ♪
♪ So the dreams of big things didn't seem so far ♪
♪ Mama tried her best, and we didn't have much ♪
♪ But she gave us all her love so she gave us enough ♪
♪ When the times got rough Mama got in a rut ♪
♪ Gave her life to the pipe now she's givin' us up ♪
♪ Now I'm growing up too fast ♪
♪ Mama said it had to happen or we wouldn't last ♪
♪ Then I started understanding why she looked bad ♪
♪ I didn't tell my baby sister when she finally passed ♪
♪ So now we borrow beg and steal just to get by ♪
♪ My sister asks why so I tell another lie ♪
♪ I hide the tears but I'm crying on the inside ♪
♪ My face is hard everything looks fine ♪
♪ Read between the lines ♪
♪ Little bit of love ♪
♪ But it's never what we needed ♪
♪ Searching for a family ♪
♪ The streets couldn't be it ♪
♪ Life ain't fair and I'm startin' to feel cheated ♪
♪ Trying to find the meanin' ♪
♪ It's my life ♪ Lookin' for a reason ♪
♪ No money no food and we live nowhere ♪
♪ Dirty clothes people laughed I remember the stares ♪
♪ But I had to be strong so I hid my fears ♪
♪ Feel like I lived a lifetime in 14 years ♪
♪ Different foster homes but don't none of them care ♪
♪ And I hate to see my sister cry 'cause that ain't fair ♪
♪ She's too young to understand how we end up here ♪
♪ So I promise it'll change every single new year ♪
♪ But still it don't stop ♪
♪ And I know what's comin' ♪
♪ Every time the ball drops ♪
♪ Another call right ♪
♪ Another place to get dropped ♪
♪ A temporary spot just another pit stop ♪
♪ And even though it's been a struggle just to get by ♪
♪ I still believe I refuse to let my spirit die ♪
♪ That's why I greet another family with a phony smile ♪
♪ 'Cause they can never know the pain I feel inside ♪
♪ Read between the lines ♪
♪Little bit of love♪
♪But it's never what we needed ♪
♪ Searching for a family the streets couldn't be it ♪
♪ Life ain't fair and I'm startin' to feel cheated ♪
♪ It's my life ♪ Tryin' to find the meaning ♪
♪ Looking for a reason♪
♪ One day we comin' and the next day we leavin' ♪
♪ Gotta keep the faith I don't wanna stop believin' ♪
♪ Winter every season 'cause my heart started freezin' ♪
♪But you probably couldn't see it♪
♪ You had to read between it ♪
♪ It's my life ♪
♪ Yeah it's my life ♪