02x11 - The Finals

[bunniefuu]

♪ Whoo

♪ Yeah, papa don't take no mess ♪

♪ Papa don't take no mess

♪ Papa is the man

♪ Who can understand

♪ How a man has to do

♪ Whatever he can, hit me ♪

♪ Papa don't, papa don't, papa don't ♪

♪ Papa don't take no mess

♪ No

♪ Papa don't take no mess

♪ Now papa might grin

♪ Drink a little taste of gin

♪ Bet his last ten on a little game of skins ♪

♪ Hit me

♪ Woo hoo-hoo

♪ Papa don't take no mess, papa don't take no mess ♪

♪ Papa don't, papa don't, papa don't, papa don't ♪

♪ Papa don't, papa don't take no mess ♪

♪ Hey

♪ Papa dig the chick if she look real slick ♪

♪ 'Cause when papa gets uptight ♪

♪ He knows he's right, ha

♪ You got yourself a fight

♪ Hit me

♪ Hey woo-hoo [g*nshots]

♪ Papa don't take no mess

♪ Papa don't take no mess

♪ Papa don't, papa don't papa don't, papa don't ♪

♪ Papa don't, papa don't

♪ Papa don't take no mess

♪ Ooh, yeah

♪ Alright

♪ Papa is the man who will take a stand ♪

♪ Papa will take no mess ♪

[theme music]

[police siren blaring]

Mr. Simon Henderson minus one middle finger.

Damn.

Well, I guess people finally got

tired of playing Simon says.

What? You knew him?

Yeah, I tagged his a*s about two and a half

years ago for dealing crack.

Didn't spend more than three hours in lock-up.

What'd the sh**ter use?

.357 magnum.

Looks like he used the entire round on him.

Any witnesses?

Homeless dude says the sh**ter got away in a blue van.

First three digits 114.

- That's it? - Cool.

- Thanks, man. - Later.

This victim was k*lled with a .357 magnum.

Then ran off with his middle finger.

So maybe someone's gonna take it and, uh,

mount it to a wall or something.

You're taking this very lightly, Williams.

Well, you know, lieu, this guy was responsible

for a whole lot of deaths uptown.

I'm not exactly broken up

to see him get what he deserved.

So if we're looking at a w*r between drug dealers,

it could be more deaths uptown.

Well, then we gotta figure out who his comp is.

Oh, we don't know that, but one thing I do know is

this kid named Willis ran for Simon.

Virginia: Alright, why don't you start there.

Moreno, I want you to check 114 in the computer.

See if you can attach it to a blue van. Alright?

Sounds like a long shot, lieutenant.

Yeah, well, it's either that

or we search the city for a lost finger.

Hmm. I'll try my luck with the computer.

[instrumental music]

How you doing, ma?

Let me carry this for you.

How you been? You need anything?

I know I haven't talked to you since Randall got k*lled,

but I had nothing to do with that.

Mama, wait a minute. Mom--

[slaps]

[instrumental music]

Excuse me.

Would you please not do that?

I should have known this was your desk.

Same way you used to keep your room.

Nice to see you too, mommy.

[sighs] Job okay?

- Fine. - And you?

- I'm fine too. - That's funny.

See, the only time you ever call is

when something's bothering you.

I want you to call your friends at missing persons.

Who's missing?

My daughter.

Nina, we've been through this before.

Her adoption records are sealed.

She'll be ten years old in two days. I wanna see her.

I don't think it's a good idea.

I'm not asking what you think, mommy.

I'm asking for your help, just this once.

She's got new parents.

She may not even know that she's adopted.

You're the one who asked me to give her up.

The least thing you can do is help me.

Don't speak to me like that.

You know damn well that everything

I did was for your own good.

No. [speaks foreign language]

So you wanted what was best for you.

You were 16 and I wasn't

about to let you throw your life away.

Mommy, do you ever think that giving up my child

was throwing away my life?

Oh, so now, it's my fault.

And the fact that you got pregnant, that's also my fault.

[sighs]

You always do this.

[instrumental music]

Look, if you really want what's best for me, it's simple.

You'll help.

Nothing's that simple.

I'll tell your dad you said hi.

Yo! Back off of me, alright?

No, it ain't alright, punk, not until you fess up, my brother.

Oh, please, d*ck Tracy. I don't even deal drugs anymore.

Willis, what you doing out here, man?

- Fishing. - Fishing.

- Oh, yeah? Where's your rod? - Yeah.

Come on, man! No! Get off me. Come on, man!

- Got pulled in, alright? - Oh, yeah?

You got anything in your pockets that's gonna stick me?

You're gonna keep pushing up on me like this, huh?

- Shut up! - Hold up, man.

What's this? What's this, huh?

Oh, man, that's ill*gal

search and seizure, baby.

Oh, no, it's not, this thing

fell out of your pockets,

seen by my partner.

Go buy it on the ground.

Okay, okay, look, I was working for Simon,

but I don't know who smoked him, alright?

Who'd he have static with?

Come on, man. I don't know!

Hey, listen, listen, listen.

Simon wasn't the kind of white boy you wanna mess with.

Well, someone did.

Well, maybe then y'all should

figure it out instead of harassing me.

'Cause word on the street is

a certain cop ordered to hit on him.

- What? - Yeah, that's right.

- Now get off of me. - Yo, check this out, Willis.

Whoever knocked off Simon...

Told you he'd be here. So damn predictable.

Why don't we just toe tag him, Danny? Clean and simple.

I do not want this clean and simple.

It's not my fault Randall's dead.

It's that b*stard J.C. Williams.

But see, why we gotta go through all these complications?

This ain't no complication, man.

This is a plan, brother.

Know how you hurt a punk like that?

I bet if you put a b*llet in his head it'll hurt him a lot.

[chuckling] Yeah.

To hurt a punk like that, man, you mess with his head.

First, you make him lose his job.

Then you make him lose his best friend.

Then he's going to get the honor of watching me...

smoke his little kid.

[laughs]

Nina, did you get anything?

Yeah. Patrol found the stolen blue van with 114 on the plates.

They're dusting it now for prints.

Oh, by the way, J.C., you have visitor.

Excuse me.

Listen, are you alright?

Yeah. I'm... fine.

No, no, I'm gonna be about another 15 minutes,

but, um, I'll take your coat in the meantime.

You want everyone to see me butt naked?

You're lying, right?

Oh, no, no...

I thought instead of going to a restaurant

we could dine at your place.

Yo, Ed. Um, do me a favor, man.

I'm gonna take lunch a little bit early, so you wanna...

Oh, I got your back.

How you doing, Simone?

I'm okay, Eddie. Hungry.

Williams. It stops. You hear me? It stops right now.

What the hell are you talking about, Ellis?

I'm talking about the threats, I'm talking about the

phone calls at three or four in the morning.

What phone calls would that be?

Oh, so now we face-to-face you want to punk out.

Listen, my man, first of all, you don't come

into my house screaming like that.

Second, if you want to go toe-to-toe

face-to-face, whatever, you let me know.

Look, I beat the first rap you tried to put on me.

Now if you want to act like a spoiled b*tch,

fine, bring it on.

Let's see how tough you talk when you ain't got

that g*n and badge to hide behind.

- Yeah, whatever. - Oh, yeah. Whatever.

[intense music]

What was that all about?

[sighs] I've got no idea.

Forget it, J.C. Let's go.

♪ I know you're bobbing your head ♪

♪ 'Cause I can see you, unh, yeah ♪

♪ I know you're bobbing your head ♪

♪ 'Cause I can see you, unh, yeah ♪

♪ I know you're bobbing your head ♪

♪ 'Cause I can see you, unh, yeah ♪

♪ I know you're bobbing your head ♪

♪ 'Cause I can see you

♪ You can't see me

♪ Back at you once again

♪ With the homies Daz and Kurupt ♪

♪ Beaten up on your eardrums

♪ With some of that G funk

♪ Some of that gansta funk, some of that ghetto funk ♪

♪ Call it what you want

♪ Just don't forget the G

♪ Now you know it's got to be that infamous dog pound, yeah ♪

♪ Now tell me what's hopping in your head, my brother ♪

♪ What you wanna do?

♪ End up dead, my brother?

♪ I don't know why we got to k*ll each other ♪

♪ 'Cause on the streets it's do or die *á* ♪

♪ Now, as a child I was raised in the church ♪

♪ Now, whatever possessed me to do the things that I do ♪

♪ To put you in the dirt

♪ I don't be kicking off fools on the street ♪

♪ Some running '94 when I ran '93 ♪

♪ I like no hurdles for the murders I committed ♪

♪ In my homie convertible

♪ When not a soul saw who did it ♪

♪ As I lean to the side in my homie G ride ♪

♪ On a mission 'cause we pound do or die ♪

♪ Now if you see me nobbing down the streets ♪

♪ What would you think? [screaming]

♪ Realizing that I'm surviving off instinct ♪

♪ What makes my mind pick the perfect timing ♪

♪ For me to plot a twisting switch and rip ♪

♪ Like the shining 'Cause I'm in my own zone ♪

♪ Alone I found...

[sighs] Oh, damn.

Two-hour lunch break.

Lieutenant is gonna k*ll me.

Eddie'll cover for you.

Yeah, well, you see my shirt?

It's over there.

Actually, I've been wanting to talk to you about Eddie.

Why? What about him?

You know, about the problems with the pills.

Listen, I had no right telling you any of his business.

What? He's tough? He can fight it?

I lived with an addict

I'm telling you, Eddie's using.

Well, then you let me handle that, okay?

Alright?

Mmm.

Thanks for lunch.

Mmm.

Listen, uh, lock up after yourself.

I will.

♪ Lord

♪ Now with the boy Daz everywhere ♪

You're right. Yeah, man. Listen, I know. I know.

Just cover for me, like, ten more minutes, man.

Alright.

- [tires screeching] - Yo!

- [thud] - [sighs]

♪ The word I hear so many people spit ♪

♪ Is 60% strip and 40% bull

♪ Industry shady

♪ My safety's in jeopardy

♪ Controlling my...

I haven't seen or talked to that man in at least a year.

You need to calm down, Williams.

How the hell am I supposed to relax

when I find a dead man in my car?

J.C., we are not the enemy.

It doesn't get any better.

The lab got prints back from the stolen blue van.

They found your prints on a broken beer bottle here.

What?

The latest victims are all men you tried to have sent away.

You have any way of explaining this to me, J.C.?

- Williams? - No, I don't.

According to ballistics, the g*n that k*lled Henderson

is the same g*n that k*lled Ellers.

Our k*ller wants J.C. to take the fall.

Listen, you think you can keep I.A.B.

out of the mix until we figure this one out--

Look, Torres, if I try to slip this by them

it'll mean my job.

I'm sorry. I can't do that.

[suspenseful music]

Danny: Look at that punk over there.

Six months ago, a shorty like that wouldn't have

the courage to try to check paper on this block.

I had this whole avenue locked down.

Damn, right. You were a living legend.

"Were?"

I mean are.

You are a living legend.

Save it. You think Mike Tyson had a comeback?

You wait till I get finished with that pig.

I'll be back in full force.

Tiny: Look. She going in there.

Danny: Nurses referral agency.

Man, they're making this too easy.

How about that Parker, that doctor we sent away?

No, he doesn't have the nerve to do anything like this.

What about Earl Rivers, uh, that stick-up kid?

Or maybe one of the bikers?

What about we stop wasting our time?

It is Danny Cort--

Look, you've made other enemies, J.C.,

you sure you want to eliminate everyone else?

- I'm positive. - How's that?

Because if I wasn't on the force, lieutenant,

I would be doing the exact same thing.

Lieutenant Cooper?

Hi. I'm Sergeant Kelly from I.A.B.

Sergeant, this is Detective Torres, Detective Williams.

I'm investigating the involvement you may

or may not have had in the murders

of Simon Henderson and Terry Ellers.

Just like he planned.

I'm sorry?

Sergeant Kelly, we have reason

to believe that Detective Williams is being set up.

By a drug dealer named Danny Cort.

I read about him in Williams' jacket. Isn't he locked up?

No, he got out and his case goes to court in about three weeks.

We're thinking Danny's going after J.C. one final time

before he gets sent back to the pen.

Can you prove that?

You give us some time, we will.

No, while I'm investigating this,

I want Williams on modified assignment.

Come on, sergeant, give me a break.

I just did, detective.

[instrumental music]

It's alright, man.

I can't believe this, man.

Alright, I'll see you later.

Hey, G. Come here, man.

Who are you?

I'm a friend of your father's.

You want a ride home?

No. He's coming to pick me up.

That's a good boy. You should never ride with strangers.

Hey! Get off me! Let me go!

Got something I want you to give your father.

What are you doing? Get off my hand!

[grunts] Let go! Let go of my hand!

Make sure your dad gets that present, okay?

He'll know where it came from.

[suspenseful music]

Hey, what's happening, little man?

You alright?

This crazy guy just grabbed my arm.

- What crazy guy? - I don't know.

Where was he? What did he look like?

I don't know. He had on shades.

He told me to give this to you.

What did I tell you about taking things from strangers?

Ugh! What is that?

[siren blares]

- G, are you okay? - Yes.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

This Danny Cort is a sick b*stard.

Listen, I think it's best that the two of you stay with me--

Please.

Just until this is over.

What do you expect that to accomplish?

I think you'll be just a little bit safer there.

Oh, with you in the next room, right?

Yes, with me in the next room.

On the couch.

Now, Chantal, I know how hard-headed you could be

about things, but I will not back down this time.

Well, then I guess I don't have a choice.

No, you don't. Mills, take them to my house. And stay there.

[instrumental music]

Well, if it isn't the infamous Detective Williams.

What brings you by, slumming?

You still selling them drugs for Danny Cort?

Well, damn, aren't you direct?

Is that a yes or a no?

I don't sell drugs, detective, just milk and cook...

You think I'm here to play with your stupid a*s?

- Look, get... - Let me tell you something.

You tell your boy if he wants to deal with me

leave my son out of it.

Man-to-man. Can you handle that?

If I happen to see him, I'll let him know.

[instrumental music]

[bell ringing]

[doorbell buzzing]

- Hey. - Hi.

You didn't tell J.C. I was meeting you, did you?

No, no, I told him I was getting together with my brother.

- Good. - H-- have a seat.

Would you like some water?

Yes, thank you.

So...

You said you were worried about J.C.?

Actually, it's you that I'm worried about.

Me?

About your drug problem?

Did J.C. mention that to you?

Yes, but even if he didn't, I recognize the signs.

My mother had similar problems.

Uh... look, Simone,

I got a little too dependent on pain-K*llers,

but I got it in check now.

You seem so agitated for someone who's got it in check.

Nothing personal, but my life is none of your business.

Oh. Well, I was just reaching out to you, Eddie, that's all.

Well, like I said, I got it in check now

so if you don't mind...

[instrumental music]

Simone: Good night.

Hey, Simone.

Hold on, son, I'm not done

with them black-eyed peas.

You know what, Chantal?

Been a long time since I tasted your cooking.

So what you got to say?

Well, now I know why it's been such a long time.

[laughing]

Look at you, J.C.

Nah, I'm just kidding. I'm kidding.

No, don't take it back 'cause you know what?

You got the dishes.

No, I don't. That's my man.

- Oh, yes, you do. - No.

- No, you got the dishes. - [knock on door]

Whose side are you on anyway?

Hold on.

Come on, get to it.

Hey, Mills, it's okay.

- Alright. - Listen, I was gonna call you.

Can I come in?

Sure, yeah. Step in.

Um... Simone, this is Chantal,

my son's mother, and that's my son, Gregory.

- How you doing? - Hi.

Hi.

I had nowhere else to go.

What happened?

Geez. What happened to you?

Who did this?

I'm sorry. I should have stayed out of it.

But I was just trying to help.

What are you talking about?

I went over to Eddie's apartment

to try and help him with his drug problem.

He got really upset and started yelling and screaming.

Come here.

Go ahead. Do the dishes.

[knocking on door]

Hey. What's up?

You mind telling me what happened, Ed?

What are you talking about?

Simone came by my house with a black eye.

What the hell happened?

How am I supposed to know?

She said you gave it to her.

Are you buggin', man?

Oh, you tell me.

Did she come by here or not?

She came by, but--

H-- h-- hold, even though you were

supposed to be with your brother.

Look, I lied about that because she said

she wanted to talk, she said she was worried about you.

Then when she shows up, she start sweating me

about being a drug addict.

So you get pissed off and you hit her?

I didn't hit her, and yeah, I got pissed.

Like I'm getting pissed right now.

Well, that makes two of us.

Are you still taking those pills?

How long have you known me?

How long have you known her?

Long enough to know a black eye when I see one.

If I say I didn't touch her, then I didn't touch her.

Your girlfriend's a damn liar and you're a damn fool

for believing her.

[phone rings]

Yeah.

Alright.

Yeah, Williams is with me. I'll be right down.

Who was that?

We got a visitor at the precinct. Let's go.

I heard you been looking for me.

I heard you been hiding.

I'm here now.

Thanks for your present.

Present?

The two middle fingers that you gave to my son.

I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about.

However, if I was gonna send you a present

a middle finger would convey my feelings.

Two would make it that much clearer.

You do still own that .357, don't you?

Officer, after the trauma you sent me through

I've learned to just say no to violence.

You know, Danny, I'm disappointed in you.

And how have I let you down?

See, I'd thought that if you were gonna try to set me up

you wouldn't have been so sloppy.

You don't think that you're gonna get away

with this, do you?

Uh-oh.

J.C.: You think I'm here to play with your stupid a*s?

Man: Get off of me. J.C.: Let me tell you something.

You tell your boy if he wants

to deal with me, he deals with me alone.

Leave my son out of it. Can you handle that?

Man: If I happen to see him, I'll let him know.

I call this little number

"Memoirs of a paranoid pig."

Now if you'll excuse me, I got a meeting.

Sergeant Kelly at Internal Affairs.

And I know she's just gonna love to hear this tape.

Well, you take this with you...

there is no way in hell that you're going to win this.

- You got that? - You know what your problem is?

Somebody smoked your little girlfriend, you weren't

man enough to be there to take care of her, protect her,

you know what I'm saying?

I didn't have nothing to do with that.

You want to blame somebody, why don't you just

look at the little punk in the mirror.

Oh, yeah, like the punk that wasn't man enough

to save his little brother.

He looked up to you, didn't he, Danny?

That's why he went into a life of crime. Damn.

I know your sorry a*s wishes you can turn back the clock now.

Right, Danny boy?

["Love And Happiness" by Al Green]

♪ Love and happiness

♪ Something's going wrong

♪ Wait a minute somebody is on the phone ♪

♪ Three o'clock in the morning

♪ Hey, hey

♪ Talking 'bout how

♪ She can make it right

♪ Hey, hey, yeah, yeah

♪ Happiness is when

♪ You really feel good about somebody yeah ♪

♪ There's nothing wrong, no

♪ Being in love with someone, no ♪

♪ Ain't nothing wrong with that, children... ♪

Hey.

Hey.

Thanks for coming.

Well, I said I would.

So, how's J.C.?

You are not gonna believe this.

Simone shows up to his doorstep with a black eye

saying that I gave it to her.

What? Are you serious?

As a heart attack.

[sighs]

Oh, I don't like this, Eddie.

Me neither.

♪ Love and happiness

♪ Love and happiness

♪ Be good to me, yeah

♪ I'll be good to you

♪ We'll be together

♪ Hey, hey

♪ See each other

♪ Walk away with victory...

How long you gonna keep this up?

- Keep what up? - Come on.

You know what I'm talking about.

I have been busy.

Yeah, I noticed.

Look, if you're feeling weird

about us seeing each other

then maybe we should go back to being just friends

because at least then we were talking.

Eddie, it's not that I don't want to be with you.

Well, then what is it? I mean, is there someone else?

No. No.

There are just some things I have to work out.

Can I help?

Yeah, you can, by giving me space, okay?

Well, if that's what you need.

It is.

Thanks.

♪ Power of love, yeah

♪ Power of love, yeah

♪ Said it'll make you do right

♪ Yeah yeah

♪ Love will make you do wrong... ♪

So... Simone.

What, y'all real serious?

Uh, we're kind of serious.

Oh, kind of?

Yeah, well, you know,

it's still kind of new, so.

Yeah. Oh. This is me.

Alright, so listen, I'm gonna have Peters follow you.

No, man. J.C., the agency says

I have a good chance of getting this job.

I'm not trying to blow it.

Chantal, we have been through

this, I'm not gonna talk about--

J.C., this is an

old rich man in Long Island

that needs a nurse, okay?

The chauffeur's gonna drop me back right here.

I will be fine.

You just watch out for your child, alright?

How you doing?

Doing alright. Alright

[suspenseful music]

- Yo, Peters. Peters: Yeah.

She doesn't want to be followed

but I want you to do it anyway, go.

Alright.

[phone ringing]

They named your daughter Melissa.

Melissa Lewis. This is her address.

Mommy.

Gracias.

Buena suerte.

If anybody asks, I'm out to lunch.

Man: Okay.

J.C.: So, listen up, G.

I'm gonna go in to work for a while.

I want you to stay inside.

If anything happens, Officer Mills will be

right outside, okay?

Remember when you told me that self-hate is the reason

why some black people k*ll each other?

J.C.: Mm-hmm.

Is that why he's doing this?

No. Danny Cort doesn't just hate himself.

He hates me.

Listen, I want you to do what I told you, alright?

Alright.

I wanna apologize.

You said you would handle things with Eddie and I didn't listen.

No, you didn't listen, but it's not your fault.

Listen, um, I want you to stay here with my son

while I go to work, okay?

This Danny Cort guy is crazy

and I don't want him trying anything with you.

- Okay, fine. - Come here.

That'll make me feel better.

I'll be here when you get back.

Okay.

Alright, little man. You and me in a minute.

Mills, keep an eye on them, please.

Okay.

[suspenseful music]

[indistinct chatter]

Looks like you dropped something.

Melissa! Honey, come open your presents. Come on.

Okay, mommy. Coming!

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Melissa: Come on, let's go see what I got.

[mellow music]

[music continues]

You know you don't have to be here today, right?

It's better that I stay busy.

You think you might, uh, go back and see her again?

Looks like she's doing fine with the mother she has.

Are you cool with that?

I will be.

Williams.

I'm on my way to see lieutenant.

Thought I should tell you, I'm recommending suspension.

Oh, really? Now, why would you do that?

Because of some tapes that Danny Cort gave you?

That and the fact that you've been

giving him threatening phone calls.

- I never called him. Kelly: Really?

Just like you never called Ellers.

That's right.

Well, then, how do you explain

your phone records?

Ten calls to Terry Ellers,

fifteen to Danny Cort.

Sergeant Kelly, I never made these phone calls.

- Then who did? - Probably J.C.'s girlfriend.

- What? - After she pulled that stunt...

last night, we checked up on her.

Got a print off a glass at my house.

Simone Jeffers is A.K.A. Deborah Stevens

A.K.A. Janelle Maxwell.

Her prior arrests include drug trafficking and armed robbery.

I left her with my son.

[line ringing]

There's no answer.

We'll call Mills from the car. Come on.

[intense music]

G! Where are you?

G!

[suspenseful music]

Eddie: J.C.

Damn it.

[instrumental music]

Baby, you are incredible.

I mean, you did good, girl.

You think you're gonna be able to handle

that other situation for me?

You k*lled that cop.

It's about time you let me have some fun.

Uh.

I'll see you in a few hours.

- [Gregorey grunts] - Good-bye, G.

You, come here.

Why are you doing this to us?

Let me explain something to you, kid.

You just happen to be the wrong son at the wrong time.

- My dad's gonna find us. - I'm counting on it.

Why? So you can k*ll him?

See, Greg, this is w*r,

the objective of w*r is to destroy the enemy.

I'm not just totally irresponsible

'cause after I smoke your dad

I'll be your father.

[muffled yelling]

The nursing agency says there was no job interview.

- The unit's lost her. - Damn it.

Look, J.C., you're gonna have to keep your head here

because if Danny Cort has a list of demands

he's gonna be calling.

What if there is no list of demands?

Just about the entire squad is working this.

Someone's gonna find them, man.

You know, that's not good enough for me.

What are you doing, Williams?

He's not gonna call.

You don't know that.

I do know that. He doesn't want to negotiate.

He wants revenge, I'm not gonna sit around here, lieu.

Ah, he's driving me nuts. Go follow him, please.

[instrumental music]

J.C.!

[tires screeching]

J.C.!

Come here!

[thud]

Danny Cort has my son and his mother. Where the hell are they?

Man, I don't know what the hell you talking about.

Listen to me.

I don't care if you have this whole damn thing on tape.

If you tell me where they are I will m*rder you.

Look, the only thing Danny told me was that he was hanging out

at the shipyard in Brooklyn.

Now that's all I know, okay?

[siren blaring]

Yo, Ed, meet me at the Brooklyn Shipyard.

I'll be there in five minutes.

You should clean up sometime, Lonnie.

Oh. Hey, Janelle.

Oh, yeah, just some kids hanging around here, you know.

Really? Let me help you.

- Thanks. - You're welcome.

It's funny, I could have sworn I saw Detective Williams

just leave here.

Oh, yeah.

Well, he wanted to know where Danny was hiding,

but you know, I ain't tell him nothing.

Are you sure?

Yeah. Swear to God.

You don't have to lie to me, Lonnie.

Danny was counting on your sorry a*s to betray him anyway.

[g*nshots]

[suspenseful music]

[police siren blaring]

[muffled grunting]

Hey, yo pig. Drop it.

That is if you don't want me to k*ll your son.

[muffled grunting]

- Tiny. - Woo-hoo.

Drop it.

[chuckles]

[muffled grunting]

[chuckles]

Tiny, check outside, make sure we don't have

any more party crashers.

Let them go, Danny.

It's between you and me.

And spoil all the fun?

You crazy, man. Check this out.

Let me ask you something, cop.

You a gambling man?

Let me tell you something. This kid?

He don't mean nothing to me.

If I bet a cent...

bet one cent he catches the b*llet.

No!

[clicks]

Danny: Who-a-a! [whistles]

I guess I owe you some money.

b*stard.

Danny: Want to go double or nothing?

No, please!

Please!

Huh?

Talking to me?

Just let them go. Please.

[muffled] Please, please.

[Danny laughing]

Mama's crying. You want to play too?

No!

Look, pig, let me tell you something.

You want to save their lives,

you'll have to cry a little bit

harder, now, get on your knees.

On your knees!

This ain't no damn joke.

You know, nothing was more important to me

than my baby brother, and after you k*lled him

I thought life wasn't worth living, but I was wrong.

[groaning]

The only thing to make my life worthwhile

is to watch you go through the same hell I went through.

[grunts]

My mother disowned me.

You k*lled my baby brother.

Now you got to pay.

[grunts]

G, you see what kind of punk your father is?

[grunting]

[yells]

[grunts]

[g*nshots]

[police siren blaring]

[instrumental music]

[g*nshots]

[tires screeching]

[g*nshots]

You're alright?

[grunts]

I got him. You just get that b*stard.

[music continues]

[tires screeching]

Freeze!

[g*nsh*t]

[g*nsh*t]

Danny: Simone!

Try to slow him down, baby.

Okay, honey.

- Hi. - Up against the wall.

Are you gonna sh**t me, J.C.?

Shut up! I said get against the wall.

Does that mean the honeymoon's over?

You're looking for my g*n, I got rid of it.

[g*nshots]

[music continues]

[g*nshots]

[g*nshots]

[music continues]

Yeah. How you like that?

Look what your punk a*s did to me. Don't matter, man.

I'm always gonna end up on top.

I ought to k*ll you right now.

Oh, what about atonement, brother?

Shut up!

You don't know the first thing about that.

Now you have the right to remain silent.

Kiss off, pig.

[g*nsh*t]

J.C.: I said shut up!

Anything you say can and will be used

against you in a court of law.

Man, this ain't never gonna end, man,

not until you're dead

not until Chantal's dead and not till I k*ll your kid.

I'll be back, before you know, I'm gone.

Squeeze the trigger, little b*tch!

[groans]

♪ Hey, hey, baby one, two ♪

♪ I can feel it, feel it, feel it, feel it now ♪

♪ I'm about to explode, oh

[g*nsh*t]

♪ And how you strike your hand

♪ Hey, hey, yeah

♪ Oh, oh, oh

♪ And hey, hey, yeah...

♪ Hey hey hey

♪ Love and happiness

♪ Hey

♪ Hey hey

♪ Love and happiness ♪ Hey

♪ Love and happiness

♪ Love and happiness

♪ I believe you can say it

♪ Love and happiness

♪ Love and happiness

♪ Hey, let the horns blow

[instrumental music]

♪ Oh, let the horns blow

♪ I got to say

♪ Love and happiness

♪ Love and happiness

♪ I need to say

♪ Love and happiness

♪ Love and happiness

♪ Be good to me, yay I'll be good to you ♪

♪ We'll be together

♪ Hey hey we'll see each other ♪♪

[wolf howling]

[instrumental music]