Let me get this straight.
Ambien may have been avenging his
-kidnapping and using you to help do it. -Uh-huh.
VONDA: All I wanted was to grab that latest Mary J. Blige album.
Do you know if she's a suspect?
Not yet, but they're leaning in.
You know I like to fix things.
MARSHALL: That's Goldie Lucket, mob fixer.
I'm focused and celibate.
DIARRA: Danger and I weren't smashing,
but what was happening wasn't exactly platonic.
The Greeks is walking back a 30-year truce.
Only folks I can trust now is family.
How much we into the Woodward Boys for, Roman?
50 grand. If you put husband, father and this shop
on my tombstone, I'd be happy.
-Deonte Brooks. -Deonte James Brooks.
DIARRA:They kidnapped the wrong fucking Deonte.
Who were you talking to that day at Eden's?
Who's calling the shots?
Chief needed a favor, so... [groans]
[pants]
[screams, sobs]
Hey, what the hell?
[sirens approaching]
DIARRA:Do you ever think about the subject of fate...
[dramatic music]
Deonte.
How your destiny can be determined by a stupid mistake?
Deonte James Brooks.
-Boy, keep up. -DIARRA:But somebody
once told me that no one is ever where they are by accident,
which would mean there are no mistakes,
no coincidences ever,
that everything is part of a very purposeful,
universal dance, pushing and pulling us
towards a deliberate outcome.
Some things are just meant to be because God herself intended it.
[theme music playing]
♪ Man, I'm getting tired of all this fucking snow, bitch ♪
♪ Man, I'm getting tired of all this fucking snow ♪
METEOROLOGIST:But, my, it certainly is so cold in the D.
Look, folks, the snow is not going anywhere.
Big Gretch is asking Michiganders to stay indoors...
Who brings a date to a search party?
I tried to break up with him, and dude can't take a hint.
Yes, Diarra Brickland. No, Brick-land.
I just listened to Diarra's last voicemails again.
-She say anything else? -It says Zervas is lying.
But we already knew that. Yes, 5'9".
-135 pounds-- -Girl, she ain't no 5'9".
Okay? She's just tall from your perspective.
5'7". 125.
It sound like y'all trying to win a prize at the state fair.
She's tallish and skinny, sir.
Fine. I'm just going to keep on calling.
Hey, babe. This weather ain't letting up.
If she don't come back soon, I don't know.
The only thing we need to know is where the hell she is.
Only place her hard-headed ass can be.
She went to press Zervas.
[sighs]
All-all right, let's everybody just pray.
-That's all I know how to do. -Let's pray. Let's pray.
-Let's bring Him in. -Okay.
Father God, we know that Diarra be doing the absolute most, Father God.
-Yes, the most, Lord. -AJA: I know that you give
extra grace to your flock when they battling demons,
-Father God. -Aja, babe.
Bro, you interrupting Jesus.
But you said something about Zervas, right?
-Yes. Turn it up. -[sighs]
REPORTER:The local police...
So please protect her. In Jesus name, amen.
REPORTER: The family has confirmed that John Zervas
was found dead alongside several of his employees
in what sources are calling a gang hit.
Police Chief Benton
-is not ready to comment. -MONI: Shit.
SPIDER:We hit them, Greeks is going to hit back.
I'm out of the city, but the boys are strapping up at Roman's.
And the other issue?
I think Tank read that shit wrong.
The teacher and Zervas wasn't working together. That wasn't the vibe.
She ain't in the middle of all this by accident.
So you want me to drive back in all this and get the teacher?
Shit, I ain't even got my long johns on.
Nigga, wear a hat. This a race. Win or die.
I'll take care of it.
Oh. Shit!
Drove through Greektown, Mo.
Half the streets are closed 'cause the damn freaking storm
or these mob killings...
-And? -There's no Diarra. [sighs]
Okay, well, thank you anyway, baby.
Well, you asked and I did it.
Anyway, look, Woodward Boys are using my shop
to arm up like it's the fucking apocalypse.
Whatever's been stirring them up before
is whipping their ass into a frenzy now.
You think it has anything to do with that dead Greek?
Look, I don't think shit. I'm looking the other way.
Look, right now, Roman, I'm combing through evidence
that I'm trying to figure out what Diarra found--
Maybe you should just let Diarra have this shit
before you go missing too?
I don't like the way the shit feels, Mo!
Oh. Oh.
You know, um...
AJA: In the living room, y'all. Let's go.
And how do you suggest we get out of from under your debt?
By giving my shop away.
Let Velvet take it, and then maybe me, you,
and the kids, we could just walk away from this.
What's up, y'all?
[indistinct chatter]
Y'all got something to drink?
-Yeah, we got you. -Okay, cool.
[indistinct chatter]
Oh, wow. Full house.
'Sup, Keyshawn? Um...
We've been sitting on a smoking gun and we need to find it now.
-Where the hell have you been? -We've been sick!
DIARRA: Despite all the negatives
that come from being thrown into the trunk
of an unknown car on the way to an unknown destination,
it did give me time to think.
Whoever my captor was, they didn't want me to get arrested.
I had heard two other sirens at the scene
and no one stopped this motherfucker from driving off.
I figured one thing about him. He was probably a cop.
And I only knew one cop that bought his cologne from Costco.
Wow! Did your ass hit every pothole in the goddamn city?
I'm sending you my chiropractor bill, Aaron.
You should be thanking me, all right?
It was either my trunk or their cuffs.
How did you even know where I was at?
We've been onto you ever since that lawyer lady
-called Swa. -Wait, what?
You need to talk to your fucking husband.
[dramatic music]
DIARRA:I didn't understand it at the time, but everything Swa
did next was his way of finally fighting for me.
You want to tell me why my brother swooped you up from a murder scene?
The second murder scene this month.
How about you tell me why
a lawyer for the Greek mob is demanding a sit-down with you?
That mob is so damn messy. We're not even together.
Why are they calling you?
Let's just say Goldie and I has crossed paths.
Oh, Goldie and you. [gasps]
So you just casually admit you do business with the Greek mob?
Goldie is a lawyer who has other clients.
How do you even get involved in something like that?
I'm sorry, I can't focus.
Look at all of this shit. Your brother is a fucking freak.
Has an actual woman ever been in here, Aaron?
Plenty. Tahiti is my man cave.
You don't need a man cave when you're single.
Okay, and this is coming from the divorced woman.
-Yeah. All right. -Your car is a man cave.
What kind of person has all this ass in a garage?
What kind of person sends a bouquet of dildos to my job?
-A person on a mission. -Okay. Hold it.
-Hold up, hold up. Hey, guys. -I don't care if it's--
Cool down, cool... Enough. Aaron.
-I made this drink for you. -Okay. Thank you.
[sighs]
I'm sorry about the other night.
And I'm sorry that this is so messy.
I really am trying to help someone.
Deonte Brooks.
I mean, do you even realize how insane that is?
It is worse than you could even imagine.
[sighs]
-Need a vacation? -[laughs]
-Yes. -All right.
-I'm taking you to Tahiti. -Mm.
You know, you remember that time that we went to Turks?
You swore up and down you knew how to swim.
And then once we got there, you got into that water
and you sunk like a stone.
You only thought I was sinking because you like to rescue.
I was actually doggy paddling.
Quite proficiently, thank you very much.
No. You were sinking.
-I was doggy paddling. -But then I saved you.
[romantic music]
Swa...
I've been, like, really scared and panicked in the trunk of that car.
I probably smell really bad.
Yeah, you do smell really bad.
But that's okay.
♪ ♪
Are you fucking kidding me?
My badge is on the line right now.
Aaron. Aaron. Give me a minute, okay?
-You having a good time, Swa? -Excuse us, bro. Excuse us.
All right. Here we go, Dee.
I need you to tell me all about this dude, all right?
-Goldie says he's criminal. -I think he's a victim.
Her exact words were, "Your wife and her lover are upsetting my client."
Yeah, well, her client is dead, so problem solved.
You know who killed Zervas?
Whoever he plotted to kidnap
Deonte Brooks with in '95, I guess.
You guess? You think you're some Black Nancy Drew?
-Well, you're not that good. -I am good at it.
No, you're not. If you are, then what does she want?
♪ ♪
Chris is a blackmailer and a con man.
A con man. He wants money, which I'm not going to do.
Someone else shows up to this guy's shakedown.
I want us to be friends.
DIARRA:We're looking for something hidden.
ZERVAS:My friends bring me gifts even.
Chris had something on Zervas.
Something that he was blackmailing him with.
Then Chris disappears, and now they think I have it.
Why would they think you have it?
'Cause I do.
♪ ♪
Diarra, where the hell have you been?
-Ah! -Oh!
What the hell is you doing?
[all speak at once]
Look, people, shut up!
Okay? I will explain, but right now,
the whole key to the case is
somewhere on this table, and we need to find it.
The gift Zervas wanted was in the crime capsule the whole time.
Okay, but what are we looking for exactly?
REPORTER:...and for all you parents out there,
DPS has announced closures until Monday,
due to the expected snowfall and hazardous roads...
Okay, so, Zervas basically said that somebody else
put this whole thing in motion.
All right? He calls him The Chief.
And you're thinking that whatever Chris have
might implicate Zervas and The Chief?
Yes. That's why Goldie still wants it.
And why Zervas ended up dead.
We just need to comb through everything that we have.
Do you guys do this all the time?
-No, no, we don't. -Okay, wait, look.
You might be this fancy ass lawyer and all,
but we have been living and breathing this case, all right?
Diarra, we've looked through this stuff a million times.
♪ ♪
Yeah, Mo, but we never listened.
TEA: Oh, shit.
Okay, we thought the Milk Carton Boy kept that Mary J tape
because Mama Vonda bought it.
But it was something else on there.
-Yes. -Okay, we just need a tape player.
-Tape player. Tape player. -Uh-huh.
Tea, come on. You like old shit. You got one?
Oh, yeah, yeah. I got one at home on my desk,
right next to my typewriter and my two-way pager.
-Ha! [laughs] -Oh, my God. Tape player.
-Ha, ha. -All right. Okay.
Radio Shack, maybe could be open right now.
Radio Shack ain't been open in ten years.
I might have one in the shop.
[clears throat]
What?
Y'all want me to go get it now?
ALL: Yes!
-Nigga, there's a blizzard outside. -You'll be a'ight.
I don't even know if I could get there.
Moni, get your husband. Moni, get your husband.
-I got it, I got it.I got it. ROMAN: -Y'all don't care about my life.
Don't make me yell at you. Come on.
[sighs] Anything happens to me--
-Okay, put your hat on. -[chuckles] This is wild.
All we ever do is have game night.
You know what's wild?
That you got your shoes on on my carpet.
Why do all of y'all have your shoes on in my living room?
[all speaking at once]
[hoots]
...shoes on and come into the house?
I know, I know. Listen, let's not let anybody else in on this, okay?
Whatever you saw last night, not a word to anybody.
Who else am I supposed to talk to about it?
Shh. Take a hot bath.
Wash every stitch of these clothes. You're going to be okay.
[cell phone ringing]
Excuse me one second.
DIARRA:I had to admit, it felt good to fight
for the same team for a change.
[hoots]
[indistinct chatter]
But I was getting the hang of trauma showers
and I wasn't sure if that was good or bad
or if it was even my last one.
GOLDIE:What you don't know can't hurt you, Brickland.
You understand?
You fucking threatening me, Goldie?
I need assurances that once you get what you want, she'll be safe.
And then you keep her name and mine out of all this shit, okay?
You know you're putting your head up as collateral, right?
-Yeah, I do. -There's something else.
I'm not the only one looking for that tape.
Make sure you protect it.
♪ ♪
DANGER: Now, when you're cooking chili,
a lot of people go with green pepper.
No shame in it. People gravitate to where they feel safe.
But that's not going to get you where you want to go.
I use three colors of peppers. Red, yellow and green.
They all got a different sweetness.
Now, the real secret is turmeric.
The Indians love turmeric. They put it in everything.
They even put that shit on their face.
It just does something to a chili.
Can't explain it. Not going to try.
And if you really want that earthiness,
like you're eating that bean straight from the ground
in a good way, you use a bit of cumin.
The chili pepper gonna do its thing,
but what really brings that heat is
the flaming Hot Cheetos.
That's the magic.
And that's what chili on a cold day's gotta be.
Magic.
Thank you.
Wow. That sounds really time-consuming.
Shit, I didn't know you had all this company.
-How y'all doing? -Mm...
Just chilling. Danger and I were friends.
But he had braved the cold 'cause he wanted something else.
Well, shit, it's enough for everybody.
I mean, it froze on the way over, but I know where the kitchen is.
-I could eat. -Me too.
Diarra got none here but some tequila and Flaming Hots, so.
[indistinct chatter]
DIARRA:My knight in shining armor had competition.
[hip hop song playing]
DIARRA:We were dying to know what was on that tape.
Only thing I could think to do to pass the time
was host the world's most awkward dinner party.
Boom. Ghetto charcuterie.
So the sardines and the Oreos are actually the perfect combo.
You just need the gummy bears in between as a palate cleanser and... Umami.
Okay.
I--I actually might throw up if I eat it.
You know, I think I might try it.
-Thank you. -Yeah, I think I'm good, babe.
Hold on. Babe? Did I just hear babe?
You really need to catch me up, Dee.
What happened when you went back to Zervas?
'Cause, you know, I got a lot of shit invested in this, too.
[cell phone ringing]
-Ugh. It's my squatter. -No, I didn't forget.
Hey. What? Um...
No, it's a search party, Jerrell.
Ain't nobody bringing no dates.
Yeah, we--we found her. Thank God.
You know, it's a lot of black ice out there,
so, uh, don't wait up.
Damn. You kind of tough on a nigga.
You ain't had nobody paint you an accent wall before?
No, but shit sound kind of interesting.
I'm sorry. Why are you here again?
What up, doe? Danger, man. I brought the chili.
Did you learn how to cook in prison?
Yeah. What prison job was that from, bro?
There a problem, man?
-Whoa, whoa, what, now? -Hey, hey, hey, Swa.
Not in Mama's house. Not in her mama house.
No. Swa. You don't need to cross examine everybody.
Well, I'm thinking maybe I should, because you got
quite a crew of people assembled here, Dee.
Yeah, it's the crew of people who've been there for me.
I'm thinking maybe we need to cross examine
the tight ass in the house. Why are you here?
I'm here because I'm helping my wife out of a mess.
Oh, you're helping your wife out of a mess?
-Yes. -Because you still love her?
[dramatic music]
Or because it's starting to blow back on you?
-Oh, good question. Hmm. -You supposed to be my cousin.
DIARRA: Swa married his first wife
'cause he had knocked her up freshman year and couldn't stand
the idea of a baby mama.
He cared about appearances. And we all cool with alternative relationship styles,
but why would you askher for an open marriage?
ALL: Hmm...
Also, good question.
DIARRA:With the answer to one mystery on pause,
my friends and I were circling the answer to another.
I think we're all here because of your missing lover, right?
Right? I'm really not sure how I'm the one
that's ending up on trial.
Signature move in the courtroom, ladies and gentlemen.
Master of diversion.
Well, at the end of the day,
she loves Milk Carton Boy, and he love her back.
So you can just suck on that, baldie.
DIARRA:And so we remained in the dark about a few things.
We had no idea we were sitting ducks.
♪ ♪
Be careful.
That's Diarra's stuff from school.
What is this?
Key, we need to talk.
I was breaking things off with you.
-I didn't get that vibe at all. -Really?
Because I text you, "I don't think we should see each other"
and then you just came over.
Aren't you glad that I did?
You was about to drive into a snowstorm in a convertible.
-The top was up. -All right.
I just need to be unapologetic about being in a me season.
I think you're inventing shit so you don't catch feelings.
Running back, don't try to read me.
I play corner.
-Stop looking at me like that. -Tell me why.
Celibacy is just a lot easier
without a linebacker looking at me like that.
I respect your relationship with God, and I can wait.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
But if we're gonna be together, you have to learn my position.
Stop respecting me like that.
And don't you say position to me like that.
Just shh. Shh.
-[mumbles] -It's okay, baby.
[both moan]
DIARRA:My lawyer had advised against filling Moni in,
but she wasn't just my backup. She was my safe space.
So I guess that's kind of my thing, you know?
I hang out with a strange white man for a couple of hours.
-And then he gets murdered. -Shit.
Maybe you should hang out with my supervisor
because I can't stand his pasty ass...
trying to get that promotion.
Okay, fine. Write his address down.
I'll go hang out with him. So damn stupid.
What about you? You good?
[sighs]
Milk Carton Boy got taken for some shit
his dad was into, so it's not really sitting well
with my present situation.
[clears throat]
Yo, Dee, I think there's some stuff we need to say.
Oh...
Oh, okay, I see.
Little masseuse wanna have a moment in private.
-I'm not telling you shit. -[Danger chuckles]
Danger.
Danger was looking for answers
that I wasn't sure I had.
You know, I'm trying not to read into the fact that you ain't
telling them about all that you got going on up in here.
And focus on the fact that you ain't never asked me to leave.
Your ex... kinda uptight.
I see why you came home.
So it goes like this.
Everything and everybody is a mystery.
DIARRA: Okay.
You never quite figure that shit out.
Once you accept that, you Gucci.
-Danger? -Hmm?
Are you going to talk through the whole massage?
That's part of the experience.
Most people think they have lower back pain,
but it's really the glutes.
♪ ♪
[clears throat]
Yo, what is that?
You've been doing that throat thing the whole time.
I know you. Is that like a medical condition?
It's another mystery. That shouldn't keep you up at night.
It's not a mystery, my dude. Get your ass some Mucinex.
[laughs]
I'll think about it.
♪ ♪
[both moan]
Oh, wait, wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Wait. I gotta stop. I gotta stop.
Wait, wait. Aja, wait.
Wait, wait. It's okay. I don't wanna...
-I don't want to go too far. -Shh, shh, shh.
-Just the tip. -Just... What?
-Just the tip. -Huh?
Just go.
-Just go. Just go. -Okay. Ready?
Oh, shit.
-You good? -Yeah.
[both moan]
Okay.
Okay. Just the shaft. Just the shaft.
-Just the shaft. -Yeah, just the shaft.
[both moan]
Shh. Okay. Just three strokes.
-What are you doing? -Just three strokes.
-Okay, okay. -One, two, three.
[both moan]
-Oh, my God. -That was three.
Three more. [grunts]
If you think I'm not listening to that tape, you're crazy.
Okay, think about when they ask us what we know.
Maybe the best strategy is that we don't know.
Swa, I've been through too much.
I have to know.
[Aja and KeyShawn moaning, screaming, floor creaking]
[laughs] Yes. Yes. Praise the Lord.
Somebody getting it in Jesus name.
[laughter]
Amen.
Brother can put in work like this,
we should have made the playoffs.
That's my baby cousin, nigga. Dude, what the fuck?
I got it. Roads are a mess. Almost didn't make it back.
-Yes. -Here you go.
-[Aja screams] -Oh.
-Whoa. -What is that?
Ooh. Somebody just fell off a wagon and onto a dick.
Dee.
DIARRA:It finally felt like things were aligning.
-Dee. -What y'all sipping on?
No, it's fine. Please.
Zervas and Goldie wanted this tape so bad.
I knew it must have proved who kidnapped Deonte.
-Okay, y'all ready? -Yeah, yeah, yeah.
DIARRA:I was about to solve this thing.
-[gasps] -Shit, I'm nervous.
What is it? What is it? What is it? What is it?
It's Jodeci.
I knew something was up with that KC and JoJo.
Oh, which one was the kidnapper?
No, it's playing Jodeci.
This is not the tape that I just saw.
Uh...
Oh, okay, maybe Chris took the Mary J tape.
Moni, I literally just had it in my hand.
All tapes basically look the same.
Maybe you just assumed that the Mary J tape--
I can read, Swa. It didn't say fucking Jodeci.
So that means that we don't even actually
have what the fuck Goldie wants. Fuck! [groans]
[KeyShawn and Aja continue moaning loudly]
Shit. Somebody pass me this drink. I can't.
[grunts]
-Are you good? -No, I'm not good.
Okay, well, I hate to make things worse,
but Ro is thinking about giving up his shop to the Woodward Boys.
I thought you said Ro called the shop his third born.
Yes, which is why we need to figure this shit out, Dee.
-Like, tonight. -Yeah.
With the hit on Zervas, I'm starting to think if Chris
is still alive, he's on borrowed time.
And we all wrapped up in his shit now.
-We ain't got no choice. -Yes, somebody playing dumb.
I'm not having it. And you want to do this shit?
BOTH: Swa, Roman, get your asses in here now.
DIARRA:Swa and Roman both wanted us out,
and if we listened to that tape, we'd be further in.
So when did you lose control over your wife?
When she got back cool with your wife.
So which one of y'all switched the tape?
Now, Roman, I don't want to jump to conclusions,
but you seem more likely to have a Jodeci tape just lying around.
Actually, I do love Jodeci. I mean, that was my group.
I went to this concert back when it was at the Fox.
Oh, shoot. You went to that concert?
When it was all Black downtown?
All Black.
Hey, stop it.
-Don't kiki. -This is not brunch.
-Do I have a mimosa? -Nobody here has a mimosa.
-I'm fucking serious. -Yes.
-Now look at me. -I'm looking.
If you don't tell me what's going on, you can forget
about the theater, forget about the circus.
You can damn well forget about that damn car wash.
Oh, no, no, no. We got to keep the car wash.
No time soon.
I get the theater. I kind of get the circus.
-But the car wash? -He's the dirty car.
She's the thing that's like... [imitates machinery]
-She the shop. -Oh.
Wait, don't go telling him my secrets.
-Can we get back to Roman? -Roman, what are you hiding?
[sighs] Look, when I went back to the shop...
another Impala came in. '94, green.
And you wasn't going to tell me?
'Cause...
one of the Woodward Boys was driving it.
[dramatic music]
Moni, in '95, when Swa went to his stupid fucking concert--
-It was stupid as fuck. -It was all Black downtown.
It was all Black everywhere in the D.
Zervas would've stuck out like a sore thumb.
Yes. Right. So?
Okay. All right, class.
So, so The Chief wants Zervas to snatch Deonte, Sr.,
but Zervas has to farm it out to somebody who could blend in in the neighborhood.
Someone like the Woodward Boys.
You said it yourself, Deonte lived, what,
ten minutes from here?
Yeah, WB territory. So now they coincidentally arming up?
It's not a coincidence.
The Greeks and the Woodward Boys are at war over something
they fucked up almost 30 years ago.
So two rival criminal organizations
just met for a drink and planned a kidnapping?
Yeah, yeah, something like that.
They grabbed drinks or a dinner.
What about Mr. Greeks?
I see him once a year at a sponsor dinner.
Sponsor's dinner.
-Wait, wait, wait, wait. -Move all this.
So, Mr. Greeks, Zervas...
Do the Woodward Boys have any, like, legitimate businesses?
Red's, that's Velvet's place. That's where I got the bracelet.
Okay, Woodward Boys, we need to talk, and... shit.
BOTH: PKR Automotive.
That's it. That's gotta be The Chief,
the owner of Deonte, Sr.'s factory.
He would have had the most to lose if Senior caused a strike.
I'm sorry, what does this all mean?
-I'm just asking. -Okay, baby, listen.
The Chief hired the Greeks,
and the Greeks white asses, called in the Woodward Boys.
Now, if something on that tape was a threat to all of them
and they think that we have the tape, we're a target.
How do we prove all of this,
find Milk Carton Boy and get that reward money
all while they're trying to pop our asses?
Somebody needs to start talking.
And as fate would have it,
I just happened to have a reformed Woodward Boy
sitting in my living room.
♪ ♪
Roman, I need you to tell me about the driver of that Impala.
Wait. We've never had control of us,
so you might wanna start talking.
-[KeyShawn sighs] -Father God,
please forgive me and continue to bless me.
You know that my spirit is willing, but my flesh is weak.
[sighs]
[phone notifications beeping]
Oh, shit. It's already happening. God is pissed.
Everything okay?
Oh, my God!
"Wanted to let you know "that I recommended you for the list.
"Let's grab lunch
and discuss a future partnership. Harley."
[cheering]
Let's go.
I'm so proud of you, baby.
-Thank you. -Mm. So good.
-Oh. -Oh.
You know what I like about you?
-What? Yeah. -You're a builder.
Not like these other girls out here, man.
They just want me for what I got, you know?
Yes.
They'd be pissed to find out that I ain't got
what they think I got.
I'm sorry. Say what?
And... just...
When you... When you say that you don't got, what's that?
I ain't broke broke, but, you know, I had some fumbles.
Everybody fuck up.
Big Dick energy water never took off the way it was supposed to.
Big Dick energy water?
Like, who would have thought that wouldn't work?
But don't worry, baby. I'm the bounce back king.
This next contract, I put it all in that construction project downtown.
-We good, baby. -Wait, hold on.
You invested all of your capital into one project?
Key, who's advising you?
I go with my gut on this money stuff.
[gasps]
["Breathe Again" by Toni Braxton playing]
Oh, shit. Lord forgive me.
So, what up, Dee? I was just about to bounce.
I thought we were friends.
Of course. I mean, I got nothing but love for you. You know that.
Just got some shit I need to take care of, that's all.
So then why'd you switch the tape?
What tape?
MONI: ...trying to get that promotion.
[laughter]
[indistinct chatter]
You're a snake, aren't you?
[clears throat]
Marshall called them fishbones.
That thing that gets stuck in your throat.
[cell phone ringing]
Dee, we running out of time.
Your stepson, Bone, he drove an Impala into Roman's shop today.
I knew it was him because Ro said he was wearing a jacket covered in patches.
Hood patches.
Where'd he get the car?
I passed it to Bone just like...
somebody passed it to me.
-It's a relic, but it's reliable. -It's a crime scene.
Woodward Boys used it to abduct Deonte Brooks.
This shit is too close to home, Mo.
We just got a gift. Okay?
The Woodward Boys go down, we get the reward
and we don't have to pay them back.
You talking about a gift, then you're talking crazy.
I'm trying to...
The fuck? Shoot.
They hitting us with the high beams. I can't see shit.
SWA: Get away from the windows. -Shit.
Come on. Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry.
This your ride?
If I don't walk up there in the next 30 seconds,
they coming in, Dee.
-You don't want that. -I want the truth, Danger.
You were at the Underground that night, weren't you?
You shot the Russian?
[gunshot]
[screams]
Were you supposed to kill me?
What? No. Hell, no.
I was on the Russian way before me and you was vibing.
So what? So me being there, that was just like some kind of coincidence?
No one is ever where they are by accident, Dee.
That's "A Course in Miracles."
You were standing there. He had a gun on you.
The nigga had to go.
I was there because I was meant to save you.
You need to let me do it again.
No, Danger. I do not trust you.
You ghetto ass Confucius.
[cell phone vibrating]
Where's the tape?
Velvet will kill everybody in here over this tape.
Let it go.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
Just here to collect. Don't have to get bloody.
-Where is the teacher? -Wait.
Calm down, Spider.
-She gonna cooperate, man. -I got the tape. Danger had it.
Moni, pack up the crime capsule.
Do that shit. Quick.
Hurry up, I said.
Okay.
-[grunts] -[gunshot, screams]
Motherfucker.
Spider. Just go.
Just go. Come on.
TEA: Fuck! He shot me in my dick!
-It's your knee. -You know how big my dick is.
He might have shot me in my dick.
-Tea, it's your knee. -[sobs]
AJA: We got to get him to the hospital!
Hospitals got to report a gunshot wound.
Dee, don't we know somebody off the beaten path?
-This shit don't sound sterile. -I got a tow truck.
-I'll go get it. -[Tea groans]
Fuck!
-Dee, I need you to stay. -No, I am going.
No, no! You already got enough heat on you, all right?
What? I'm bleeding out. I'm bleeding out!
[all speak at once]
Call my man and tell him where I'm at!
METEOROLOGIST: As they often say, if you don't like Michigan weather,
wait a few minutes.
The worst of this snowstorm is over, folks. We'll see accumulation taper off
in the next couple of hours, so...
There's something you should know.
Dee, you coming?
[sighs]
[door opens, closes]
[sighs] Deonte Brooks.
Deonte Brooks is dead.
[sighs]
Ooh!
So I'm too late.
By about 30 years.
After my mama died, Velvet started looking out for me.
Buying me gym shoes. Calling me her little soldier.
She had just taken over the Woodward Boys.
That kid right there, Deonte James Brooks.
I heard it clear.
It's fucking me up, Dee, that you the one looking for him.
I haven't even said this shit to my therapist.
DIARRA:What Danger was about to tell me had been lodged in his throat for decades.
[coughs]
Say it.
My job... was just to point Spider in the right direction.
How was I supposed to know that he was looking for his dad?
[clears throat]
[coughs]
[cough echoes]
All I had was a name.
The Greeks was pissed.
That was a stupid mistake. We had to clean it up.
Velvet shot him.
We buried him in the woods.
Chris had his backpack.
Fuck. Jesus fucking Christ.
Trust me, he was back--
He was blackmailing Velvet and the Greeks.
Okay?
He got his hands on the tape somehow.
Dude saw a chance to get paid.
-Shit ain't that deep, Dee. -No.
No, no, no.
-Yes. -You're wrong or you're lying.
On God. On Bone.
On my momma's grave.
I saw him go in the ground, Dee.
DIARRA: I didn't want it to be true.
But I looked in his eyes, and I knew he wasn't lying.
If you in love with this nigga, you need let that shit go.
'Cause he sure as shit ain't Deonte Brooks.
DIARRA: There it was.
I was out of theories, projections, delusions.
I had been chasing a ghost.
Ambien was a con man.
Danger was a traumatized little boy
who grew up to be a liar and a killer.
[door opens, closes]
[gasps, sobs]
And I was a woman run ragged by fate.
It was too insane to be anything other than some grand design.
[door creaks open]
[dramatic music]
I was meant to fight with Swa,
so I could run back to the neighborhood, get robbed by Danger,
and get mixed up in the very thing that allowed him to finally confess.
Meant for Swa and I to see each other with fresh eyes.
Meant to finally answer the question he'd asked months before.
I had always, always been hurtling towards the same place.
I'm home.
♪ ♪