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(gentle suspenseful music)
(graphic whooshing)
(rock music)
- Well, uh, I'll be home soon.
You need me to bring you anything?
(Todd laughs)
All right.
That's gonna cost you.
Baby, I gotta go.
Love you too.
(woman vocalizing)
Hey, there.
Sorry but we're closed.
What are you doing there?
No.
(gun bangs)
* Ooh
- Todd?
Oh, my God, Todd.
* Ooh
(crying) Oh, baby.
(man vocalizing)
(Nivea crying) (man vocalizing)
Todd.
What did they do to you?
(Nivea crying)
(man vocalizing)
(ominous music)
(brooding music)
(camera snapping)
(man vocalizing)
(woman singing in foreign language)
(camera snapping)
(car door clicks)
(woman singing in foreign language)
(car door bangs)
(woman singing in foreign language)
(camera snapping)
(woman singing in foreign language)
(car engine revving)
(woman singing in foreign language)
(camera snapping) (birds chirping)
- Oh, what's going on ,man?
Who you here for?
- Porter.
- You ain't got nothing or nothing do ya?
- Watch your fucking hands, bro.
- Hey, don't make me use this motherfucker.
- Man, come on. - Here.
(woman singing in foreign language)
Come on in, dog.
- I'm coming for you.
- Hello?
Bitch.
Thanks, come in.
Jack the Mack from way back.
What's good?
(woman singing in foreign language)
- Trouble in paradise?
- [Porter] Nothing I can't handle.
- Right.
Never did tell me why you wanted me to follow Dream around.
- Just curious why she wanted to come back to the city
after all these years.
No biggie.
Not still keeping tabs on here, are you?
- No. - Good.
I know you don't usually do things like that
and I've been meaning to link back up with you,
but man, like I've been busy as shit.
You know how it is, man.
- Uh-huh.
School was taking up most of my time anyway.
- No worries.
Listen man, you have been most useful to me.
We should stay in touch this time.
I could really use your work.
- Trust.
I understand.
You're welcome.
I'm gonna have to pass.
- Ah, that's it.
Four years sober.
- Nah, you don't get it.
I'm not just passing by.
You ever think about getting out the game?
You know before you end up like-
- Don't fucking do that, bro.
Don't do that.
T died doing what he loved, man.
He knew what came with these fucking streets
and he was willing to do whatever it take
to live that lifestyle.
To T.
(liquid splashing)
- To T.
I sure miss his crazy ass.
- Oh, yeah, me too.
(ominous music)
- See you around, P.
- Yeah.
(melancholic music)
(door clicks)
(Nivea groaning)
- Ah.
Why'd you do that?
- 'Cause I wanted to remind you that life still goes on.
- I see no reason to live.
I should just kill myself.
- Little girl, I raised you better than this.
Where is the young woman that once chained herself
to a fence just to keep an animal shelter
from executing dogs?
- He was all I had.
Someone just took him from me.
How can I go on from that when I'm so mad or hurt?
- Oh, baby, I know, I know.
But you have to be strong.
What would Todd want you to do?
- How come every time I love a man they leave me?
- Your father chose to leave, Todd did not.
- When I find the person that did this,
I am going to make them pay.
- Well, you're a hell of a woman
if you gonna do it from this bed.
- Why?
Why, why did this happen, Mom?
(Nivea crying)
- No telling really.
We all have a past and only two things are promised,
that's life and death.
Just because you look like your daddy
doesn't mean you have to pick up his nasty habits.
- Mom, how else am I supposed to cope
with losing the only man who's ever truly loved me?
- You could start by washing your ass
and doing something to your head.
(brooding music)
(door clicks)
(water splashing)
What are you waiting on?
I don't have all day.
I gotta get down to the diner
so I can get the doors open for brunch.
- Shh.
- Don't shh me.
- Yes, I would like to report a suspicious vehicle
that's sitting outside my house.
* Scenario
* That's why I keep my circle smaller than a Cheerio
* 'Cause it's the company you keep, oh
* Stay woke
* Please don't get caught sleep
- Who's car is that?
- If I knew I wouldn't be calling the police.
* And don't start cheap
* The ghost inside of me, inside of me
* Can't take it outta me
* Wanna me
(car engine roaring)
That's weird.
Um, I think I need to cancel the request now.
The car just left.
(brooding music)
Okay, thank you.
(Nivea sighs)
- Lord, look at you all jumpy and nervous.
Now I'll drag your tail down to daddy's church with me.
- Mom, you know I don't do church.
- But everybody's been asking about you
and they said they're worried.
They've been praying for your strength.
- I find that hard to believe.
- God has everything already figured out for you, Nivea,
you just have to trust him, and let him guide you,
and you can't go wrong.
Plus I didn't come outta retirement from nursing
to have to go back to wiping ass again.
(both laughing)
(ominous music) (traffic humming)
- Oh, hey, Ms. McKenzie, I was just about to call you.
- Yeah, I'm not convinced that you were.
It's been two months, why haven't I heard anything?
- Look, we're doing the best we can.
We're, we're stretched thin.
We're doing what we can right now.
- Okay, there's got to be somebody,
there's gotta be something.
Do you have any suspects?
Do you have evidence?
What?
What's happening?
- Well, we've looked at everything from your husband's past.
He's, he's got no scratch on his record.
There's nobody that we can think of that wanted to hurt him.
He's totally clean.
The man's a ghost.
- Okay, so what does that mean?
- That means he hasn't even had a parking ticket.
But you, on the other hand,
it took us over a month to go through possible suspects
that would want to get back at you for past convictions.
- So are you implying
that I'm the reason my husband is dead?
- Ms. Mackenzie, I'll tell you like this,
I look at the facts that are out there.
I follow the facts.
- The longer it takes us to find
the person responsible for this,
the more they have a chance to get ahead of us.
- I understand that.
Ms. McKenzie, let us handle this.
Don't go do anything stupid.
(dramatic music)
(brooding music)
(phone ringing)
- [Operator] No one is available to take your call.
Please leave a message.
- [Nivea] All right, Todd, who killed you?
(birds chirping)
(ominous music)
(door clicks)
- Oh, shit.
(handle rattling)
(door rattling)
(door bangs)
(suspenseful music)
Hey, you know where they could be at?
(door bangs)
- [Thug] Hold, hold, hold up.
- What's going on?
- Shh, shh, shh.
(suspenseful music)
(dramatic music)
(ominous music)
(car horn honking)
- Shit, somebody's here.
- Dang. - We got to go.
(door clicks)
Damn.
(gate rattling)
- Hold up, you boys got badges?
- Nah, we good friends with Todd.
- You sure have our condolences.
- Uh-huh.
(suspenseful music)
Hey, where y'all going?
(car engine revving)
(car engine roaring)
(door bangs)
- Wait.
Can you come in for just a minute?
Can we just talk please?
- Talk?
Bitch, you lucky I don't cut you.
- [Nivea] Shante, wait, come back.
* Ah, I got tired of walking around with a mask on
* Smiling but my heart is singing sad songs
* Yeah
* I was living for myself
* I was dead wrong
* Till I got the call
* No cell phone
* I got tired of walking around with a mask on
* Smiling but my heart singing sad songs
* Yeah
* I was living for myself
* I was dead wrong till I got the call
* No cell phone
* Man, you talking to the real me
* Talking to the real me
* Talking to the real me, talking
- Yeah, yeah, hey.
Go on get on, come on.
(ominous music)
* Made in his image
Hey, what the fuck?
Boy, you got a lot of nerve coming on this side of town.
I ain't gonna lie.
- Nerve ain't got nothing to do with.
And I'm gonna get straight to the point.
Tell me who put the hit out on my husband.
- Well, we both know I don't do no snitching
so honestly you know oh, I ain't do that.
(ominous music)
(wrench thuds)
Shit, goddamn, what the fuck?
- Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
If you move again, they're gonna need dental records
to identify you at the morgue.
Now I know you wanted some get backs so start talking.
- Aight, goddamn, even if we wanted revenge
for you locking my brother up
we wouldn't kill the dude, we just come kill your ass.
Come on, think.
Shit, plus that nigga got what he deserve anyway.
- What you say?
- Oh, I, I'm not talking about your dude.
I, I'm talking about my brother.
Goddamn.
And plus I found out his ass
was snitching on crew members anyway.
Fool a lesson,
I don't fuck with nobody who's selling their soul, period.
- But I saw you following me the other day.
- That was just a thank you for, shit,
letting one of us free.
My mama ain't been able to do nothing for herself lately.
And honestly, since you got the jail to appeal my case,
I've been able to make things happen.
That's all.
- Oh, I owe you an apology.
- Goddamn, you think.
- Shit. - Listen, I'm sorry,
but I've been trying to do this by the book
and it ain't been working.
So I decided to start with the streets
and I decided to start with you.
- Shit, honestly, shit, you walked up on me
looking gangsters as fuck,
anybody who got something to do with this man,
they gonna have a rough time dealing with you.
- If you find out anything, let me know.
But if I find out you had anything to do with this
in any way, shape, form, or fashion,
I will be back to finish what I started.
- Yeah, all right,
next time I'm gonna put this iron on your ass.
Fuck.
- Dream, is that you?
- Mrs. Goodrich, how are you doing?
- I'm good, what are you doing here?
- I was just in a neighborhood and I was thinking,
you know how you said if I ever need anything?
So I need place to crash.
I was with a couple friends and I was wondering
if I could crash here tonight?
- No, necessary.
It's not necessary.
Come on in- - Thank you so much.
- Before you let the mosquitoes get us girl.
- [Dream] Thank you.
(man vocalizing)
(door clicks)
(door bangs)
(woman singing in foreign language)
(camera snaps)
(woman singing in foreign language)
(camera snapping)
(birds chirping)
(woman singing in foreign language)
(door clicks)
(door bangs)
(gentle brooding music)
(door clicks)
(water splashing)
(door bangs)
(door creaking)
(door bangs)
(door clicks)
(ominous music)
(brooding music)
- Man, we didn't get the pay, boss.
(fist thuds)
- What happened?
- Some woman showed up.
- His wife?
- No signs of her.
- I mean what you want us to do?
- Stay close.
(dramatic music)
(bird chirping)
(door bangs)
- I really wish you wouldn't call me again.
I don't want no parts of what you got going on.
- Okay, listen, apologizing over the years has done nothing.
And honestly, I'm not sorry for sending your father
to prison for life.
- Look, your father, he was your uncle.
Look, the only reason why I came by earlier
is because I love Aunt Bev
and she asked me to bring those cell phone records to you.
But we both know family don't mean nothing to you.
- Shante, that's not true.
- Hmm, I ain't done talking.
Okay, because the simple fact
that you would put a black man in jail
when you know the justice system has him,
it just proves you're a sell out.
- I need your help.
I need you to help me find the man that killed Todd.
Okay, I will pay you whatever you want.
You want to hit me?
Is that what you wanna do?
Go ahead, you can hit me.
I don't blame you.
But please, I'm telling you I need my cousin.
I need you.
I need your help.
- Stop begging.
That shit is pathetic, okay?
I'll help you, all right?
Just stop begging.
(fast tempo dramatic music)
- [Reporter] And as you can see,
police are still combing the areas,
searching for evidence as to who would want to kill
District Attorney Nivea Mackenzie's husband.
He's the owner of- - No, he can't be alive.
- [Reporter] Todd's Diner down here in downtown Chicago
and police don't have any witnesses,
nor do they have any suspects in custody.
If you know of any information, please call Crime Stoppers.
(slow tempo jazz music)
(both laughing)
- Yeah, you remember when your daddy came home
and caught us smoking in the garage?
- Mm-hmm, yeah, we thought he was working late,
but he had us fooled.
Oh my gosh, I couldn't not feel my butt
for two whole days after that.
- And then you gonna hurry up and tell him
that it was my idea.
I knew then your ass was a snitch.
(both laughing)
- We used to be joined at the hip.
Even back in the day when people mad fun me
'cause I had bad acne, you always had my back.
(birds chirping) (traffic humming)
- So wat you got up your sleeve?
You done hit me up on the phone,
I know you got something planned, cousin.
What's up?
- I'm going to do something in 48 hours
that the police could not do in over 48 days.
I'm gonna find the person responsible for Todd's death
and anybody else that had something to do with it.
I don't care what hood I have to slap, you feel me?
- I feel you.
But did you really go upside Gino's head like that?
- Girl, yes, and I almost passed out when I saw the plug.
- You bad bitch.
Oh, but be careful if it burn.
- Huh?
- You know I got that Jones buzz.
Save my ass some body time.
Be careful with that.
- I ain't doing it.
- You know how it is.
- Are you really gonna help me?
- Hell yeah.
Where we start?
- Todd's desk.
- Okay. - You ready?
- Let's go.
(gentle music)
- Happy birthday, baby.
- Thank you.
I love you, baby.
- Porter, he's back again, Action Jackson.
- You knew all this fucking time?
- Man, watch how you talk in front of my fucking girl.
What the fuck you talking about anyway?
- Man, that's the reason why I had to follow you.
(ominous music)
- So look the last nigga
who put my business in these fucking streets
is somewhere swimming in motherfucking Mississippi River.
So I'm gonna say this one more time lower your tone.
- Man, fuck that.
My tone is the last thing you need to worry about.
Nigga, it was you.
You the reason why Ty.
- Ain't reason for Ty shit.
Tyrell got himself fucked up.
And your ass about to get your wings too, nigga.
And I ain't talking off just me.
- Tried to warn Ty about you.
Man, you been trouble since we a kids, man.
Don't hit my phone again.
Selfish ass nigga man.
- You mad, bro?
Do something.
Soft ass, nigga.
- You okay baby?
- Yeah, that motherfucker ruin our night.
Sorry about that, baby.
- It's okay. - Happy birthday.
- Thank you.
- Shoot.
- Oh my God.
Can we take a break?
(slow tempo suspenseful music)
Girl, I'm for like, I need something to eat or something.
- Listen, I found something, but look.
- What? - It's a button.
Look.
- For real? - Yes.
All right, I'm gonna press it.
- Uh-uh.
Girl, don't touch that.
- Why?
- 'Cause there could be a bomb
rigged to blow up the whole damn house.
- Okay, uh, Ms. Lady remind me not to smoke weed
before bed because obviously you're high of the weed
or you're delirious from loss of sleep.
Why on earth will Todd put a bomb in his own house?
- Girl, I'm just saying when you watch those scary movies
and you see a red button, shit literally hits the fan.
- Okay.
I'm gonna do this.
I'm doing it.
Ready?
Nothing happened.
I'm pressing it.
- Wait, did that clock just move?
(suspenseful music)
(buttons beeping)
Oh, try his birthday.
You know he ain't that smart.
- I did.
That's not it.
- We'll try his mama's birthday.
- I don't know mama's birthday.
We just agreed our past didn't matter
so we never discussed them.
- What?
Girl, please.
Every man I date gets a thorough background check, okay?
I need to know that FICO score, his background, all of that.
Mess around with a married man or pedophile,
are you crazy?
(slow tempo suspenseful music)
Let me try.
(buttons beeping)
- What was that?
- Your birthday.
- Oh, I don't know what it is.
I don't know what this could be.
Um.
- I don't know.
You sure you checked everything in here?
- Yeah.
I mean.
- We missed something.
- We had to.
- Hmm.
Well I brought you these phone records for a reason.
Maybe there's somebody he talked to before he was killed.
- I have gone through all of these numbers.
None of them really stand out to me.
- Hmm, I see May, June.
Look, you missed a couple right there.
Try those.
- Where's my phone?
Where's your phone?
Oh, here we go.
Okay.
All right, let's see.
(phone ringing)
It's ringing.
No one's answering.
Let me try another one.
(phone ringing)
- [Woman] Hello.
- Uh, yes, hello.
Who is this?
(phone clicks) (dial tone humming)
Girl, a female answered the phone and she hung up on me.
- My girl, I told you where there's money,
there's side bitches.
- You're supposed to be helping.
- I told you to do a background check and I am helping.
- Okay, so what do we do now?
- You know I can find it if we got the cell phone records.
Let's go find it.
- You can really find it, girl?
- Girl, hell yes.
- Okay, well let's go.
(knuckles tapping)
(door clicks)
- Your door is fixed.
- Thank you.
Here you go.
(slow tempo brooding music)
- You go ahead.
I'm gonna wait out here.
- You scared to get your future told?
- A little.
I've messed over a lot of people
and I don't wanna know what's coming to me.
- Well, we're not here for that.
I want to know why Todd was talking to this woman.
- Isn't it obvious?
He knew something was coming?
He tried to get ahead of it, but he couldn't.
And I don't trust witches.
- Well, I gotta find out the truth.
I have to know what happened to him.
So I need you to get your ass out this car and let's go.
- All right, but if she bitty bobbity boo your ass,
don't come crying to me later on.
- Girl, calm down, okay?
We're not the enemy.
And it's all about how you talk to people.
(Shante sighs)
(slow tempo brooding music)
Hi.
- It took you long enough, I was expecting you.
- You were?
- Not you though.
Who are you?
- Somebody who don't want their future told.
Plus you don't wanna tell my future.
I ain't got no money.
I can't pay you, okay?
- It's my cousin.
- [Madame Gemini] Well have a seat.
- See, she's been waiting on you.
It's been good being your Uber.
I'll be in the car.
Girl.
(door clicks)
- [Thug] Whoa, whoa, whoa put that damn thing away.
- You scared me.
Was that you that came in last night?
- Nah, hell nah, I ain't come back here.
What's up?
- Hmm, somebody was coming in and out last night.
Thought it was you.
- Ah, shit it might have been your other nigga, feel?
- Whatever.
- You feel like getting down on the bed now?
- So what is he doing now?
- I mean she, he had spot for him.
He got spot for him by the L.
Shit. - Hmm.
(dramatic music)
Did he send you here.
- No, nah, he don't know where I am, baby.
- Uh-huh.
So you're really willing to turn your boss over to me?
- Porter think Tyrell got a secret account oversea
where they were running the dream on.
He sent us to Chicago to get it
but we came up empty handed.
I mean, I overheard him telling how much money was,
but I ain't, I ain't getting a fraction of that.
- [Dream] How much?
- I mean, not sure, but betray your best friend,
I mean, it gotta be some big money.
Probably even millions involved.
- Millions?
Oh.
- Hell, yeah, millions don't you know, what we could do
with that kind of money if we stick to the plan, baby?
- Hmm?
You really care about me that much?
- [Thug] Yeah, as soon as we find the money,
we gone, girl, but we gotta stick to the plan.
- Yes, stick to the plan.
(knife thudding) (thug groaning)
- [Thug] Shit, man.
What the fuck?
Oh wait a minute.
Holy shit.
(body thuds)
- Oh, my god.
- It's a shame what happened to Timothy.
- Uh, you mean Todd?
- Uh, you sure you are a psychic?
- That's what he called himself.
Todd wasn't always his real name.
- You knew my husband?
- Absolutely.
Him and I were once too.
- Girl, here she go with these damn riddles.
Um, okay, miss-
- It's Madame Gemini, but you can call me Gigi.
- Okay, wait, I'm not following.
You said you were once two.
Who, you talking about Todd?
Is that why you called him two months ago?
(ominous music)
(phone ringing)
- Hello?
- [Madame Gemini] There's a dark cloud headed your way.
- Who is this?
- Gigi.
You need the right your wrong before it's too late.
(ominous music)
10 Years ago when your husband arrived in our city,
he wasn't mind, body, or spirit.
He was a man of many lives and I called to warn him.
He was young, confused, and lost.
I was clueless as to what was in store for him.
Just like you.
He was charming.
But still I just kept getting, you know, strange vibes.
But you know, I loved him.
And he also told me his name was Tim.
You see, just because you wanna change
and do something good that does not mean
the universe is gonna always pick up on it.
- You were married to Todd.
- Uh, he goes by more than one name?
- [Madame Gemini] He goes by whatever he needs to
in effort to leaving his past behind.
- I never knew he was married.
I feel like such a fool.
- Don't feel like a fool, love.
He had us all fooled.
- Girl, how you gonna be a damn psychic?
You didn't see this coming?
- I wasn't always accepting of my gift, you know?
I'm from New Orleans.
My grandma, she's Creole and she kept calling me
to warn me about this breakup him and I would go through,
but I kept ignoring it until I revealed these cards.
No matter how much I beg for it,
he wouldn't open up about his past.
So after six months, I divorced him and kicked him out.
I bought some cards for myself
and I started to go through 'em.
And every time it was the same thing.
You came for the truth and you have it.
If you wanna know more,
you have to go to Memphis to find it.
- Hold up, uh, Memphis as in Memphis, Tennessee?
- [Madame Gemini] His hometown, yes.
- Todd is from Memphis.
Oh my goodness, this is just, it's a lot to digest.
Um, can you tell me who killed him though?
- All I can tell you is that in Memphis
you'll find all the answers to the question.
- But Memphis is huge.
How do I know where to start?
I don't have a hint of anywhere.
I, I don't know what to do.
- When Todd and I were married,
he kept records of his birth certificate in the safe.
Tim's birthday was June 30th, 1983.
Find that and you'll find everything you need to know.
- Thank you, thank you so much.
- Go if you must.
But Memphis is dangerous.
They have very dark spirits there
and you are surrounded by good spirits.
So whatever you need to leave there, you leave it there.
- Dad.
- [Mr. Dayton] Yeah.
- You ever go check out Tyrell's body?
- [Mr. Dayton] We couldn't dare look at him in that way.
Why you ask?
(lock clicking)
(ominous music)
- Oh.
Tyrell Dayton born May 17th, 1983.
- Those are his parents.
- Girl, he got accounts overseas.
- He couldn't possibly.
- Aren't you tired of underestimating this man?
- I, I don't know.
- Look, this is exhausting
trying to keep up with all his lies, okay?
I need to go home and get me some rest.
You know, Kenny's been waiting on me.
He's probably getting worried.
- Okay, but wait,
I thought you were going to Memphis with me.
- When?
- Like now.
Why wait?
I'm sure Kenny will be okay.
He has a few more days, then he'll be home
before he has to go back out on the road
and play ball, right girl?
- Uh-uh, honey, I ain't ate since yesterday
and I ain't had dick in a week, okay?
So I'm gonna have to talk to you tomorrow, okay?
I ain't got the energy to drive five hours.
- But listen, we should go tell his parents about his death.
I bet you if they know the person that killed him, right?
- Okay, wait a minute.
You need to get some rest.
Let's just go tomorrow morning.
- First thing in the morning?
- First thing in the morning.
- All right.
First thing in the morning.
- Uh-huh, first thing in the morning, girl.
Just what I said.
- Okay.
- [Todd] My sweet Niv, if you're reading this,
it means I failed you.
I hope finding the truth out about me
doesn't make you hate me.
I'm sorry I couldn't keep my past
from destroying what we built.
I'm so sorry I had to be someone
I thought you wanted me to be
in order for you to love me.
But back in the day I was foolish.
And I let friendship get me into a lot of trouble
just because I wanted to feel loved.
I realize now that if the people around you
don't love you for you or who you truly are,
then they don't deserve your love and return.
I have and always will love you
even if your love for me changes going forward.
(slow tempo rock music)
(door clicks)
- I gotta go to bed, bro.
I'm tired as a motherfucker.
- [Porter] Fine, get out of here.
- All right.
(door bangs)
- [Porter] That's my spot, ah.
- Hmm.
- [Porter] Yeah, baby, that's it right there.
- You like that?
- Hell yeah, baby.
That's good.
- Holy shit.
I didn't order no massage.
What you doing in here?
- [Dream] Your boss thought
you could use a little help loosening up.
- Oh, oh, oh, that's sexy.
I mean, yes ma'am.
- [Dream] Please, lie down.
Down on your stomach.
(ominous music)
So how does that feel?
- Ah, hell yeah, you got the magic hands.
- [Dream] Good.
Because I'm about to do something that you'll never forget.
- You won't be the first woman to have tried.
But there have been many women who have tried,
it's just, I'm just a natural born freak. (laughs)
(bones cracking)
(dramatic music)
(slow tempo brooding music)
- Mrs. Goodrich.
- [Mrs. Goodrich] Jacks, what are you doing here?
- Do you know what happened to this girl here?
She used to live next door.
- No, I've heard people say things here and there.
I believe her family checked into a crazy house
and I haven't seen her since.
Who's asking?
- Nobody.
I was just curious.
After all she was married to my brother.
- Well, I'm not feeling comfortable
talking about that sweet young lady.
- Sorry to bother you.
You have a good night.
- [Mrs. Goodrich] You too.
(door clicks)
- What did he say?
- He asked about you.
What have you gettin' yourself into?
- Hmm.
(ominous music)
(man vocalizing)
(knuckles tapping)
(door clicks)
- How many times I gotta tell you Jehovah Witnesses,
that we don't need no church to tell us
that we good Christian folk.
- I am a Christian,
but I'm not here to spread the word of God.
I'm so sorry if I woke you,
but my name is Nivea McKenzie
and I am the district attorney.
- We don't need that political stuff neither.
Hell, it ain't even voting time
and y'all already doing door to doors?
- [Nivea] No sir, I'm not here to buy a vote.
I am here to talk to you about your son though.
And I'm afraid I have some bad news.
- Who you say you are again?
- Nivea Mackenzie, the district attorney of Chicago.
- [Mr. Dayton] Chicago.
Come on in.
- Thank you.
(gentle hip hop music)
(woman vocalizing)
(door clicks)
I was married to your son and I'm sorry to tell you this,
but he was killed two months ago.
- Hold up, hold on.
Last I checked, humans only had one life.
So unless my son was a cat,
you got to have the wrong person.
- [Nivea] That's your son Tyrell, right?
- Yeah, that's Ty.
He been dead for about 11 years.
He died at the tender age of 20.
- You might wanna sit down for what I'm about to tell you.
- [Mr. Dayton] Lord have mercy.
That's his big head there.
(door creaking)
- Hola.
Hola de casa.
(door bangs)
(speaks in foreign language)
Housekeeping.
(door clicks)
Hola.
Hola de casa.
Housekeeping.
- You got any fucking idea what time it is?
Most important how the fuck did you get in here.
- Oh, I sorry, yes, I sorry.
Senor Bernard said, "It was all right."
- What the fuck he doing?
I'm gonna kill that motherfucker.
Hey, Goma!
You gotta get the fuck out of here.
(elbow thuds) (Porter groans)
- Oh.
- Bitch. - I'm sorry.
I sorry.
- [Porter] Broke my fucking nose.
(Dream speaking in foreign language)
I don't know what the fuck you said
but I'm about to break every bone in your body.
- I said you will pay for what you did.
- [Porter] Fuck.
- I said you're gonna pay for what you've done.
- Yo, what the is going on?
(gun clanging)
(body thuds)
(door clicks)
- The boy could have been anything he wanted to be.
Me and the misses did all we could to raise him right.
If it wasn't for that damn problem child Porter,
the boy could have had good grades
and graduated from high school.
- Todd did, I mean,
Tyrell didn't have his high school diploma.
- Nope.
He was smart enough to have one
but he was caught up with Porter.
- Porter.
I hadn't heard that name before.
- Probably for good reasons.
Jack stopped hanging around with him.
But Ty refused to part ways with him.
Their relationship ruined my sons' brotherly love.
Jackson left for college and never came back
until the misses passed away a few years back.
- I'm so sorry for your loss.
- That's okay.
I think you need to go talk to Porter.
He'll know exactly who killed my boy.
- Do you know where I can find this Porter?
- Porter.
Porter.
I just wanna talk.
(air blowing)
(Porter groaning)
You lied to me Porter.
- What the fuck is this?
Fuck you and your brother.
He was a snitch.
If I wouldn't have did the dude
somebody else from the hood would've done it.
Consider yourself a favor.
- (laughs) Porter, you had me thinking Ty
was dead this whole entire time.
You even had me followed didn't you?
- I, I didn't know Ty wasn't dead.
That shit I didn't know straight up.
I always been real with you.
But you gotta let this shit go.
- (laughs) Let it go.
Y'all had me in a psych home for 10 years
locked up thinking that I was crazy
until you started showing off on TV, Porter,
with my brother's watch.
And then that's when I put two and two together
that y'all set me up and had him killed.
(car engine roaring)
(brooding music)
(door clicks)
(door bangs)
- Yo, look here man, he better be legit.
For sure.
All right, bro.
- What's good Triple OG?
- What's up, bro?
- Got money?
- Where the product?
- Here it is.
As promised all of it.
- It's good, it's good.
Get that for you, bro.
- Hey, man, you don't gotta do this.
(gun banging)
(man groaning)
(car door bangs) (car engine revving)
- [Porter] What?
You are fucking crazy.
You been trying to kill me.
Your ass deserved to be in the nut house.
- And you belong six feet underground.
(Porter gasping)
(door clicks)
(door bangs)
- Old high school crush.
- [Mr. Dayton] More like widow.
That's Dream.
Her and Ty eloped when she was 18.
- [Nivea] Ty had another wife?
- Yeah, I hadn't seen her in years.
She was committed to a facility after Ty's death.
(Nivea sighs) (brooding music)
- Hey, Porter.
(Jackson groaning)
Yo.
- Yes, all right.
(ominous music)
(door clicks)
(door bangs)
Anybody here?
(Nivea gasps)
Put your hands up.
- Hold, hold, hold on, hold on, hold on.
They're to the sky.
Where else you wanna put 'em?
- You killed him. - No.
- I'm gonna call the police.
- No, the maid did it.
- Don't come any closer.
Don't, don't make me use this.
- You're Nivea, right?
The one from the photo.
- [Nivea] How do you know me?
- I seen a picture of you and Tyrell.
Dream had it.
- Well, I came here to find out what happened to Todd.
- Todd?
You mean Tyrell?
I, I forgot he does change his name.
I may have the answer to the murder you're looking for.
(brooding music)
Tyrell and I, we were more than brothers,
even though we had different mothers I always loved bro.
He resented my mom since she was a side piece
that ruined his parents relationship.
- Wow.
I had no idea.
- Yeah, that picture right there, me, him, and Porter.
It was taken right before the shooting
that changed this neighborhood forever.
- Goodness, who got shot?
- Dream's brother.
After getting picked on a school a lot,
I work out, lift weights,
it was like a natural high for me.
Tyrell, it was the streets that gave him his high.
- [Nivea] I am so sorry that you both
have to relive this all over again.
- Ms. Lady, stop apologizing for one man's trouble.
It's not your fault.
In fact, I should be apologizing to you.
You came all the way down here, takes a lot of guts.
Now I see why my son chose you.
Why you chose them other girls
or anybody else is a mystery to me.
(Nivea chuckles)
- Hey, speaking of wives, you should take a look at this.
(camera snapping)
- Whoa, go back.
- Oh, shit.
I remember seeing this in the hotel
but I didn't think nothing of it.
She has address to your house
and your diner written on the napkin.
- Okay, but I have this surveillance footage
taken at the diner.
This looks like a man though.
Do you think maybe she took a, hired somebody
to take a hit out on him?
- No, I don't think so.
This was personal.
- Back in the day,
police was looking at Ty and Porter
for Dream's brother's death.
But his father was a good officer though.
- Look at these pictures.
This person has a feminine jawline.
From what I saw back in Dream's hotel,
she has ability to do this herself.
We should call the police.
- The Chicago PD has had more than two months
to figure out all the same information.
It's taking me only this short amount of time to find it.
The police don't care.
- Hold on now.
I think this is getting too dangerous.
Y'all need to be careful.
- She just took out the most notorious kingpin
of the city of Memphis.
You can't think you can do this by yourself.
- I can't risk the police getting involved.
I'm doing this with or without your blessing.
These are for you two.
- [Jackson] At least let me come with you.
- Thank you so much both of you.
I've gotta get going.
You've done enough.
- Hold on, son.
That's your brother's last wife.
She's fragile, son.
(rock music)
- What are you doing there?
Wait, please no.
(gun bangs)
(body thudding)
Dream?
Hey, wait, wait.
We was just kids.
Didn't realize what we was doing.
- That won't bring my brother back.
(gun banging)
- Nivea.
I know where you can find Dream.
Listen, my brother would kill me
if something happened to you.
- What you trying to say?
- I know you think I'm soft
'cause I carry around a camera.
I'll have you know, all brain and all muscle.
You feel me?
(Nivea laughs)
You should let me tag along.
- You really know where to find her.
- 2552 Lamar Avenue.
- What's that?
- [Jackson] That's where she staying.
- Okay, let's ride. - All right.
(traffic humming)
(brooding music)
Appreciate it.
- Wait, I didn't see nothing.
- She's gone.
- All right.
(melancholic music) (birds chirping)
(group chattering)
(birds chirping)
Were you able to get your money back for tonight?
- Can't believe I was in the same hotel
as Todd's killer and didn't know it.
- [Jackson] Now isn't a time to be haunted.
- Um, how far is Main Street from here?
Because that's where I booked another hotel room.
- I'm not letting you stay anywhere by yourself right now.
Come back to my parents' crib.
Dad makes some gumbo.
- Okay, I guess.
Look at you taking over
for the 99- - 99.
- And 2,000. - 2,000.
- (laughs) How did you know what I was about to say?
- My brother used to say that all the time.
He wanted be Juvenile so bad.
He wore a bandana on his head just like him
and the flashy jewelry all over.
Him and Porter called themselves the hot boys.
They got mad when I caught 'em not boys.
- Oh, my gosh, I cannot imagine Todd in thug clothes.
I just can't imagine. (laughs)
- Yeah, that was hard to believe.
You got everything?
- [Nivea] Yeah, let me check the room to make sure.
I'm just gonna go hand in my key so we can go.
(rock music)
(knuckles tapping)
(door clicks)
- Hey, there. - Hey.
This here will knock your socks off.
- Girl, me and Betty used to love
drinking this on the weekend.
Ain't nothing like that good old fashioned moonshine.
- Well if you need some company just say so.
I'm not doing anything later on so if you want to.
- I'm gonna have to pass me.
Me and Jack's got plans for later,
you know, and he'll be back soon.
So you might want to go on, get outta here
before he be questioning why you over here so late?
- Suit yourself.
Just let me know the time, handsome.
- Girl, you cannot not be putting your hand
on my face like that.
I'm gonna go pop two of them Viagras
and I'm gonna tear your little tail up.
- Your wife been dead for years
when you gonna stop messing around as these young kids say?
- Girl, get on outta here with your cute self.
- Okay. - Watch out now.
- [Mrs. Goodrich] All right now.
- [Mr. Dayton] Damn crime.
- So did he suspect anything?
- No, but why did you want me to give him
my famous hunch punch?
- I have something special planned.
But you did good.
Thank you.
(Mr. Dayton snoring)
(ominous music)
- [Jackson] Dad, we back.
- Hey, did y'all catch that crazy woman?
- No, and we looked everywhere.
- Sit down.
- Mm, that looks really good.
Thank you.
- I told you didn't I?
I told you.
I was telling her about the jumbo.
- Oh my goodness, this food was so good.
I see where Todd got his cooking skills from
and his sense of humor. (laughs)
I didn't read the letters.
The ones that I gave you from Todd.
He specifically asked me not to.
But I will say this the one he left for me,
it wasn't all that bad,
so I really think you guys should take the time
to read what he has to say.
I came to Memphis for closure,
but I feel like this could bring you guys closure as well.
- I'm gonna head bed now.
- Alrighty.
When I called you was just waking up from a nap.
Tired?
- Boy, when you get this age, all you want to do is rest.
I've been so tired lately.
Would y'all like some of this hunch punch?
- You know I don't drink pop.
- No, I'm good as well.
I think I ate too much food already.
- Hmm.
It's cool, Pop.
I'm gonna show it to the room.
- All right.
Y'all have a good night.
- Goodnight.
- You can sleep in here.
- Todd's old room?
- Yeah, mom wanted it just how he left it.
So Dad honoring her wishes even after she passed away.
She loved Todd just like her own
no matter how bad he treated her
or how much trouble you got into.
- Mm, I'm sorry for your loss.
- Yeah, thank you.
You too.
Well go get you some sleep.
We'll get back at it tomorrow.
- All right, goodnight. - All right.
(ominous music)
- You're gonna tell me where the money is
and I'm gonna get what's mine.
(Dream groaning)
(book thuds) (Dream groans)
- Jackson!
Jackson.
(Dream groans)
Jacks!
- You wanted me girl.
- Jackson.
- What the hell happened here?
- She attacked me.
- You did that?
Shit, you stronger than I thought.
- What do we do now? - Hold up, hold up.
How did she get in here?
- I don't know.
What do we do now?
- Call for help.
(siren wailing)
(dramatic music)
(ominous music)
(police radio chattering)
(door bangs)
- Now the only reason I'm doing this is because your dad.
He'd looked out for me when I was a rookie.
And your brother,
he would've been one fine undercover officer
had he not been killed.
- Thank you.
- No, you don't owe me anything.
The score is settled.
Get out of this city.
Go far, far away.
Do you hear me?
- Thank you, Officer.
(Officer chuckles)
(jazz music)
- What?
Wait a minute.
How much they say was in there?
Oh, oh.
Hmm.
- Shame you gotta go, you haven't even seen the city yet.
- I think I've seen plenty. (laughs)
- My brother was a lucky man.
- You don't have to tell me that.
- You so silly.
Maybe next time you come back and visit.
I mean if you feel like getting away.
- Maybe.
- All right, be careful.
Give me a call if you need anything.
- I will. - All right.
- I'll see you around.
- See you.
(car door bangs)
(door clicks)
- Hey, girl.
- Oh my God, are you okay?
- Not really, it was just kinda scary.
- Didn't I say first thing in the morning?
- Yeah, I know.
- She didn't hurt you, did she?
- No, not really.
I mean, well thanks to Jackson.
- Who?
(ominous music)
- I'm gonna go get my bag.
I'll be right back.
- Uh-huh.
(suspenseful music)
(door bangs)
Ooh girl, had my nerves all bad and shit.
- I'm sorry.
- Don't you ever do that again.
- I told you, you didn't really have to worry.
I had Todd's brother with me.
- How did his family take it?
- Well, considering he was already dead.
- Hold up, what's that supposed to mean?
- It's a long story. (laughs)
- Ooh, child.
(ominous music)
- [Dream] Got your money.
- Ooh, girl, goodnight.
It's been a long day.
You going to work tomorrow?
- No, I took another week off.
I'm just not ready to step back into the courtroom just yet.
Also, I want to follow up on the arrest of Dream.
- Will you let that shit go?
- Uh-uh, no.
I will not until that little evil witch
gets what's coming to her.
- Uh-huh, I heard that.
I love you. - Love you too.
- Okay.
- Get home safety.
- Okay.
(ominous music)
(door clicking)
(brooding music)
(Dream crying)
- Nivea, thank God you're here.
- What's going on?
- There's a person on the inside, checking the place out,
says he's an new owner.
- Okay, I got this.
- He ought to be ashamed of himself
trying to steal this establishment away
from up under your nose like this.
Do you believe this man?
- Jackson. - Nivea.
- Uh, somebody better tell me what's going on right here
because I'm about to go outside both of y'all heads.
- It's okay, Mom.
(Dream laughing)
You're the new owner.
- No he's not.
Todd left this place to you.
- Mom, this is Jackson.
Todd's brother.
- You're his brother.
He has a brother?
- Yeah.
- Why didn't you just tell me that?
You had my blood pressure all up.
Thought you was some stranger
trying to get over on my Nee Nee.
- There is a lot, there's a lot to the story.
I'll catch you up.
So wait, you're the new owner.
How?
- He left, I decided to read first.
(ominous music)
(table thudding)
(chair thudding)
- Sweet baby Jesus.
I can't believe what I'm hearing.
This is crazy.
So his, Todd's real name is Tyrell Dayton.
And this is Jackson Dayton from Memphis.
- Uh-huh.
Yeah, it was all bound to come out eventually.
- I hate you had to find all this out.
- So the letter included information on this account
and the landlord for this building.
When I showed up, the landlord knew who I was
before I couldn't even explain it.
- Does he own the place?
- Yeah, it looks like it, Mom.
He's the new owner.
Well, congratulations, I guess.
- Well, I guess he won't be so bad
working with a young handsome man such as yourself.
(Nivea laughs)
- The letter also included a rental property
that Todd left me.
- [Nivea] He had a rental property?
- Yeah, it's a one bedroom condo.
Just my style.
But I'm thinking about letting it go for Airbnb.
- I just, oh, I don't think I can take any more secrets.
Um, so how are you gonna run this place from Memphis?
- I, uh, think I might stay around for a little while.
Well at least until
I learn the day ins and day outs operations.
- Okay, well that'd be nice.
I wasn't gonna keep the place anyway so it'd be nice.
- [Jackson] Why?
- Uh, well- - You'd be a great owner.
- (laughs) Thank you.
But I can't work with this one six, seven days a week.
- That's because you're stubborn just like your father.
- Well, since you're gonna be here,
maybe I can take you out.
Show you around.
- Last time I checked, Chicago murder rate was real high.
- Uh, Memphis is just as high.
Thank you very much.
- Boy, last time I checked
they both have a full lineup on the "First 48".
Every time I see the show and I see the city,
I say I'm not a amazed.
- [Nivea] All right, Mom,
can you get the employees caught up, caught up to speed
on the changes before they arrive?
- [Barbara] Sure, baby.
(ominous music)
- Oh, oh, girl, you scared me.
- What are you doing to here?
- I'm the maid, I work here.
- No, Todd would not hire a maid.
- [Dream] Yes, I'm the maid.
- Hmm, I don't know.
Let me call Nivea and find out.
(gentle music) (birds chirping)
(Nivea laughs)
* I can't fight this feeling
* I'm in for the ride
- [Dream] Uh, I could call for you.
- No.
(body thudding)
(Dream panting)
- [Dream] Stupid bitch.
- We better get back for your mom kills us.
- [Nivea] Yeah, I forgot to plug my phone up last night
so my phone is dead.
- I got a charger in the car.
- That's very sweet, but I need an Android charger.
You have an iPhone.
- Damn, I guess I need to step my game up, huh?
- I guess so.
- You know, when you left I started missing you.
- How can you miss someone you barely know?
- I don't know.
I really can't explain it.
It's like I can talk to you for hours,
the conversation doesn't feel forced.
- That's because we have more in common than you think.
- Yeah, you right.
I don't know nobody else who eat fried bologna sandwiches.
(Nivea laughs)
You know.
* I can't fight this feeling
* I can't fight this feeling no more
* Called it how it is
* Why you keep making a fool of me
(phone ringing)
* You know all the sparks and make all
Hold up.
Dad.
Slow down.
- Is everything okay?
- They did what?
Thanks.
You too.
- Is that your dad?
Something wrong?
- It's Dream, didn't show up for court for a bond hearing.
- How does she not show up?
She's supposed to be in jail.
- I don't know.
He said, "He's gonna call me back when he finds out."
- You know what, I've already lost track of time
and I was supposed to meet Shante for lunch.
I gotta get home.
- I'm coming with you.
(ominous music)
(Nivea laughs)
(door beeping)
(door clicks)
- What in the fuck?
- Okay, Kill Bill.
Fine as hell with that gun though.
(camera snaps)
- Not now.
All right, I'm gonna check the back.
- I know what I'm doing.
What?
No, the damage is done.
I will kill all these motherfuckers if I have to.
I gotta go.
- All right, here we go.
I have a voicemail.
Oh my God, I think my cousin Shante is in trouble.
- What's wrong?
- I don't know.
Let me call her.
- [Dream] Took you long enough.
- Hello?
Who is this?
Put Shante on the phone.
- [Dream] (laughs) That's gonna be kind of hard to do
because she's tied up at the moment.
- Okay, what do you want?
Whatever you want.
- [Dream] Bring me $6 million in cash
and don't act like you don't have it
because I've seen the bank statements.
Give me what's mine.
You don't deserve what he's left you.
- The banks aren't open.
What?
I can't get that right now.
- [Dream] I'm fine with sleepovers
as long as Shante is.
Meet me at 10:00 AM.
- Okay.
- [Dream] I'll call you with the place.
- Fine, I'll be there.
Dream has my cousin Shante.
She's telling me to bring her $6 million dollars.
- What?
- This is all my fault.
- No, no, no.
Where she at?
- I don't know.
She told me to bring her money
and to meet her at 10:00 AM tomorrow.
I just feel like this is all my fault.
I, I brought her into this.
- Ah, Dream, we'll get here.
I got you.
(brooding music)
It'll be all right.
- My daddy was in the military
before he joined the force.
He taught me about all kinds of knives.
See this one right here, it's a jagged knife.
It can be a bit messy, but it gets the job done.
And this one, this one right here,
as well, can get the job done.
But you gotta use a little force on it and little muscle.
(Dream laughs)
And my favorite one. (laughs)
Really don't have to explain this one
'cause we all know what this one can do.
- Please. - Shut up.
Make another sound.
- Please don't kill me. - I dare you.
- Shante's car right there.
- Why'd Dream bring her here?
- To buy herself some more time.
She doesn't know anybody in this city.
She probably got her address off of the driver's license.
I'd be willing to bet she has her in the basement.
- All right, we have to be smart about this.
Just follow my lead and do what we got to, okay?
All right.
(ominous music)
- (sighs) She just had to show up.
Your cousin.
She just had to come to Memphis.
(Dream laughs)
When I get finished with you, oh girl is next.
(suspenseful music)
Where's that fine ass husband of yours?
Where is he?
(Dream laughs)
(Dream sighs)
It's late.
(insects chirping)
(door clicks)
(knuckles tapping)
Make another sound and I will kill whoever's at the door.
(knuckles tapping)
(laughs) Could be your fine ass husband.
Lord knows I can use one of those.
Coming. (laughs)
- Shante.
- Sure am glad to see you.
That bitch is crazy.
(door creaking)
(metal thudding)
(Nivea grunting)
(gun banging)
(body thudding)
(dramatic music)
(siren wailing)
(brooding music)
(knuckles tapping) (birds chirping)
(door clicks)
- So, Officer, what can I do for you?
- Well, Ms. Mackenzie,
I was supposed to take you in according to law
for obstruction of justice.
- Little too late for that, don't you think?
- It is.
I actually came here just to congratulate y'all
for the work you did.
It was an excellent job.
If you ever get tired of being the DA
should come over to us and work with us.
(door bangs)
- The nerve.
That was so weird.
I mean, why does he feel like he needs to give me my props?
- He just wanna feel big about himself.
- So let me ask you a question.
Did you really think I look sexy holding the gun?
- Hell yeah.
(Nivea laughs)
Look, I got an idea.
We should go get a movie, get something to eat.
- [Nivea] Okay.
- Get the mug.
- All right. - Okay.
- You ready? - Ready.
- Gotcha, gotcha.
- [Todd] And to my big brother who's always had my back
take care of Nivea.
She's very special to me.
And I want you to promise me,
that you will love and take care of her.
Love your brother, T.
(man vocalizing)