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Previously on "Average Joe."
-You want to f*cking dance?
-Pull the trigger, b*tch.
Get the f*ck out.
-Please...
-Get the f*ck out!
Listen, Teddy put you
in the safe house
because your house isn't safe.
In four days when the shadow
has passed our line,
you will have paid us
$40,250,000 U.S.
[tense music]
Do you understand?
[train whistle blows]
That's my first car.
What the f*ck is that
at the bottom of it?
-There's this bar.
-It's called R Jay's Cove.
I think this is how you get in.
[siren wails]
[person gasps]
You need to get out of here
right now.
But I'm not leaving without you.
I need you to be safe.
♪ ♪
Police are searching
for four Americans.
Cathy, we got a problem.
-[g*nsh*t]
-[screams]
♪ ♪
[sobbing]
Oh, no, no, no, no, no!
[birds singing]
[soft suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
[door opens]
-[door closes]
-[sighs]
Mama?
Imani, what are you doing home?
-Shouldn't you be at work?
-Yeah, I should be.
But I drove all the way to...
there's my jacket.
All the way to work and
realized I forgot my work keys.
And you know
Dad's going to k*ll me.
I don't know where I put them.
Please help me, Mama.
I'm so late.
Um, yeah, here they are.
Oh!
-Thank you.
-[chuckles]
What would I do without you?
But... and then where are you
going?
Why wasn't I invited
to this impromptu holiday?
Mom, what's wrong?
I'm...
I'm leaving your father.
Huh?
[car horn honks]
No.
My taxi's here.
-No, no, no, no, no.
-Mama, wait.
No, no, no.
Wait, wait, wait!
What... what...
what's happening here?
What are you...
what do you mean?
-I'm leaving.
-No, Mom.
I can't live like this anymore.
All your father's secrets
and all his lies.
Mommy, please.
He has another family, Imani.
What?
♪ ♪
In America.
♪ ♪
He has...
he has another family.
I... I heard him
on the phone talking about
his son, Joe.
And he probably has another
wife, and another daughter.
-No.
-That's where he goes.
-No.
-When he's gone on business.
He's with his...
he's with his family in America.
-Oh, Mama.
-No, no.
That... that... that...
that can't be true.
Mama, no.
I have to go.
No, Mama!
-Imani, please!
-Please.
OK.
[somber music]
I'm sorry.
♪ ♪
I'm sorry.
I'm... I'm sorry that
I put Dad's feelings
before yours, OK?
♪ ♪
You... you can leave him.
And I'll be right here.
♪ ♪
But this is your house, OK?
This is your home.
You built this home.
Mama, why are you the one
having to pack your bags
when he's the one
that's destroyed this?
He should be the one
that packs his bags,
and he should be the one
that leaves.
♪ ♪
Thank you.
-I love you so much.
-Oh.
-Mom...
-I love you, too, so much.
♪ ♪
Oh, my sweet, sweet little girl.
And I love this...
I love this home!
This is myhome.
[soft dramatic music]
And you,
you should get back to work.
No, I'm not leaving you.
-I...
-No, Imani, Imani.
I'm fine. OK?
I'm fine.
I'm going to go and unpack
my bags and start packing his.
I want to do this.
I need to do this.
OK?
Go.
I love you so much, Mama.
♪ ♪
-See you later, OK?
-Mm-hmm.
Oh, and tell the taxi driver
he can go, OK?
OK.
[tense musical crescendo]
♪ I fell in love
with a liar ♪
♪ I fell in love with a liar ♪
♪ I fell in love
with a liar ♪
[sighs]
♪ 'Cause your love
is so wrong, is so wrong ♪
[door opens]
Imani?
[footsteps]
Imani, is that you?
[tense electronic music]
Imani?
♪ ♪
[g*nsh*t]
-[chopped and screwed]
-♪ Fell in love with ♪
-[lion roars]
-♪ A liar ♪
[lion growling]
Come on, man, answer the
f*cking phone, all right?
God damn it.
Touch ain't f*cking answering.
What about Phyllis?
She's not answering either.
f*ck. f*ck.
What about Cathy and Leon,
maybe?
f*ck them.
Answer the phone, dog,
right now.
All right?
Hit me back.
♪ ♪
-Leon.
-Baby, tell me you're OK.
Baby?
Are you OK, baby?
Come on, please!
Ah!
-Ah! sh*t.
-I've been hit.
-Oh, god!
-Where?
-The f*ck?
-I'm hit.
-I see... I see it. Let me see.
-Let me see, baby.
-[heavy breathing]
-How bad is it?
[tense musical crescendo]
-f*ck it.
-It's just a scratch, Leon.
Had me all worried and sh*t
with your overreacting a*s.
I was not overreacting.
Maybe next time,
don't ask me if I'm OK
if you don't actually
care if I'm OK.
Let's see if this
m*therf*cker's still here.
[g*nshots]
Oh, sh*t!
All right.
-Voicemail.
-Who are you calling?
Joe!
[g*nshots]
I've been shot.
It was a scratch, Joe.
-Shot by a b*llet, Joe.
-[panting]
Look, I'm going to ping
my location just in case.
Look, I'm sorry for...
I'm sorry for everything.
I love you.
OK, f*ck this sh*t.
I'm not about to die
in this half-star motel.
Come on.
[tense music]
[g*nsh*t]
sh*t!
♪ ♪
Close the door.
♪ ♪
OK, OK.
We're going to have to jump.
I think we can make it.
-Yeah, no.
-I don't think we can make that.
It's only two stories.
Two stories?
Who the f*ck are you, Chun-Li?
The f*ck is a Chun-Li?
[sighs] Only the greatest
street fighter ever
in the greatest game ever
called "Street Fighter."
We do not have time
for your nerd sh*t, Leon.
Look, if we can
get to the next room,
we can jump out of the window
into that garbage can.
I'm not jumping
into no f*cking garbage!
Well, then, fine.
We'll stay here and die in this
disgusting f*cking motel room.
Fine.
OK, on three.
One, two, three.
[loud thump]
[person grunts]
What the f*ck was that?
[breathing heavily]
[whip snaps]
[medieval music playing]
[soft thump]
♪ ♪
[soft thump]
♪ ♪
[soft thump]
[whip snaps]
Art thoust ready to take
this girthy member,
you putrid, little horse man?
Please, fair maiden, useth my
buttocks for thoust pleasure.
-[loud thump]
-Jesus!
-Ah!
-sh*t!
Don't mind us.
Just... sorry, uh, continue
with your freaky sex play.
Uh, and by freaky sex play,
she means creative body sharing.
We're not kink shamers.
Love is love.
Get the f*ck out...
-[g*nsh*t]
-[screams]
f*ck!
[tense percussive music]
-The a*s of the centaur is dead.
-What?
Dead a*s!
Whoever's been sh**ting at us,
they know we're in here!
We gotta go.
Jump! Go now!
Ah!
[screams]
♪ ♪
[screams]
[groaning]
♪ ♪
-Hey, come on.
-Look.
-Hello? Hello?
-Hey!
Get down!
[g*nf*re]
♪ ♪
We got to get
the f*ck out of here.
OK, back there.
♪ ♪
OK, go.
I'm not leaving without you.
Hey,
you got to get a head start.
Your leg.
-OK, you got me?
-Yeah.
[groans]
♪ ♪
[g*n clicks]
sh*t!
♪ ♪
[groaning]
Hello.
Officer Tuchawuski. Hmm.
What is an American police
officer doing in my country
running around my city,
k*lling my men?
OK.
Um...
f*ck you.
[laughs]
[spits] Ow.
[sarcastically]
No, please. Oh, stop.
Don't. Ow.
Where is my heroin?
Oh, OK.
OK, now, yeah.
OK, now it's all
coming together for me.
Are you talking about, like,
say, 700 keys of pure H?
That number sound right to you?
Where?
Could be anywhere.
Where?
You know, I've met a lot
of drug dealers in my time.
f*ck, lots and lots of them.
And the only ones who go this
nuts over a lost shipment...
are the ones who
bought their sh*t on credit.
Is that you?
[suspenseful music]
That is you, huh?
Oh, sh*t.
You bought your dope on credit
and now people want to get paid.
So who do you owe? Huh?
Who's coming after
your pathetic a*s?
Can't be the Colombians,
the Mexicans.
Africa's too far away
even for them.
Could be the Russians.
Is it the Russians?
[gasps]
No, wait.
It's the f*cking Afghans,
isn't it?
I'm right, aren't I?
It's got to be
the f*cking Afghans.
Boy, are you f*cked.
[laughs]
[laughs]
[tense music]
♪ ♪
Very good, my friend.
We ain't f*cking friends.
Hmm.
♪ ♪
No, we are not.
Hey, how you doing?
[groans]
f*ck.
♪ ♪
Damn.
[Sipho laughs]
♪ ♪
Come here.
Coming.
f*ck.
[crickets chirping]
Oh, yes!
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[grunting and snarling]
f*ck.
m*therf*cker!
[shouts]
[hitman screams]
[Cathy groans]
♪ ♪
[g*nsh*t]
♪
Who the f*ck was that?
The f*cking hitman.
-Hitman?
-Yeah.
The f*ck y'all doing
with a hitman after you?
How the f*ck should we know?
Come on,
let's get the f*ck out of here
before he come back.
-Yeah, OK, baby.
-Come on.
♪ ♪
[hitman snarls]
♪ ♪
I'm not here for you, Joe.
Wait. Michelle. Shh.
♪ ♪
Come on.
♪ ♪
[shouts]
♪ ♪
Joe, you good?
[shouts]
♪ ♪
[Cathy shouts]
[groans]
♪ ♪
[shouts]
[crack]
♪ ♪
[hitman shouts]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[coughing]
[hitman groans]
[labored breathing]
[Joe snarls]
♪ ♪
No!
Why won't you f*cking die?
[screams]
♪ ♪
[shouts]
♪ ♪
No!
♪ ♪
[shouts]
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
So you won't tell me
where my heroin is?
Mm.
What about the girl? Hmm?
Where is Teddy's daughter?
[labored breathing]
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Anita.
Anita who?
Anita get out of here
so I can go f*ck your wife.
[laughs]
[laughs]
He wants to go
and f*ck your wife.
[laughs]
You are very funny, my friend.
I amfunny.
-He wants to f*ck your...
-[laughs]
Yeah.
You're very funny.
You know, this...
this guy is very funny,
and, uh...
refused to talk.
[tense music]
How many more people have to die
before I get my heroin,
Officer Tuchawuski?
Hmm?
Teddy?
Teddy's wife?
♪ ♪
Billy G with the big mouth?
♪ ♪
Well, you're just going
to have to put me on that list,
b*tch,
'cause I ain't saying sh*t.
F-f-f*ck.
[Sipho chuckles]
♪ ♪
Ah, mm.
You want to die.
♪ ♪
Very well.
You have no idea.
♪ ♪
f*ck off.
And the broken man wept,
for he knew his spirit
would never find peace.
Not gonna do it.
Do it!
♪ ♪
[cane slams on floor]
♪ ♪
I need you to find me
those Americans.
We will find them.
-f*ck you doing?
-What are... what are you doing?
Where are you going?
Hey.
♪ ♪
You should have
f*cking k*lled me.
[switch clicks]
[mechanical clanking]
The f*ck is this?
What the f*ck is this?
[mechanical clanking]
[metallic creak]
[lion growling]
[lion snarls]
[chuckling]
Oh, sh*t.
f*ck me.
[lion snarling]
f*ck me.
[tense music]
f*ck.
[lion snarling]
Hey.
OK.
Here you go, big guy.
Come on.
Come and get me.
Come and k*ll me, b*tch.
♪ ♪
Good boy.
Come on.
f*cking k*ll me.
k*ll me!
Yeah, there you go.
♪ ♪
[lion growling]
[lion roars]
Come on.
Come on.
♪ ♪
[wet crunching]
♪ ♪
OK.
sh*t.
Ah. Just playing games, huh?
You just want to f*cking
play your games, I see.
♪ ♪
Where are you going?
[lion growling]
♪ ♪
[sighs] f*ck.
♪ ♪
[door opens]
sh*t. f*ck.
What the f*ck are
you doing here?
-This way.
-Shh! Stop!
[lion growling]
What are you doing here?
You need to get out
of here right now.
♪
Go.
-Run. Run.
-[gasps]
-You need to run.
-Get out.
[lion growling]
Hey. Easy, big guy.
No. Hey, lion.
Lion!
Over here.
Hey, f*ck!
Lion! Lion!
[lion snarling]
-[yelps]
-Lion!
[lion snarling]
f*ck!
Ugh!
[tense music]
♪ ♪
[lion snarls]
f*ck.
♪ ♪
Hey!
Hey!
Over here!
♪ ♪
Come on, m*therf*cker.
♪ ♪
You want this?
Come on, m*therf*cker!
Here we go.
Here you go.
You want that, yeah?
Phyllis, be ready.
When I throw this,
you run for that door.
You ready?
Come on!
♪ ♪
Now!
[ethereal vocal music]
♪ ♪
[Phyllis screams]
[lion roaring]
♪ ♪
[lion roaring]
[ethereal music fading]
-[sighs]
-Why would you do that?
[both panting]
-[groans] I saw...
-I saw them take you.
I had to do something.
You should just
let me f*cking die.
[laughs] I can't allow that.
Allow what?
Stop!
What is this?
You... I know you think
you're some kind of healer.
I am a healer, Benjamin!
If I say I want to die,
you f*cking let me die!
You can't heal me!
[lion growling softly]
[indistinct chatter]
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
[muttering indistinctly]
OK.
♪ ♪
[chuckles]
♪ ♪
Come here.
Hello.
♪ ♪
OK.
♪ ♪
Thank you very much.
They broke into our room
like maniacs.
And then they...
-And they shot him.
-The Americans shot him.
Hmm.
No, the shots did not
come from inside the room.
There was a sn*per here.
Why would a sn*per sh**t Gary?
He was a freak,
but he had a heart of gold.
They were not here for Gary,
ma'am.
Then why is Gary dead?
Officer Jacobs will
take your information
and then see you home.
[sighs]
[sighs]
The Americans were pursued
by an unknown sn*per.
b*llet casings found
here at the motel
are similar to those
recovered in the desert
where Ziri Coetzee was shot.
Could be the same sh**ter.
We'll need ballistics on that.
[suspenseful music]
I no longer believe
the Americans
are the hunters in this case.
I believe they are the hunted.
♪ ♪
Ah.
Ah.
Right.
sn*per r*fle inside
the delivery van.
Put g*n through ballistics
and run the van.
Most likely, it's stolen.
[indistinct radio chatter]
So, uh, did anyone see where
the driver went?
-No, Detective.
-Ah.
Just make sure that no
one contaminates the scene
until forensics arrive.
-Of course, sir.
-Good.
Uh, may I say, Detective?
Yeah?
I'm sorry for your loss.
Thank you, Officer De Vries.
Thank you.
[somber music]
♪ ♪
Akinyemi, you got a minute?
What can I do for you?
Seems like our cases
are converging.
-[chuckles] Mm-hmm.
-How so?
Well, Jacobs told us
that a couple of Americans
were involved
in this motel sh**ting.
Yeah, and?
And we are investigating
some Americans.
Who may have k*lled some men
down at a fish shack
in Hout Bay.
Yeah, I've heard about that.
But it's interesting that
Americans' passport photos
were on TV before anyone was
even assigned to this case.
-Hmm.
-[chuckles softly]
You know, we thought so, too.
Must be a leak.
You wouldn't happen
to know anything
about that, now, would you?
No. You?
Of course not!
[tense music]
♪ ♪
Well, call us
if you hear anything.
We're going to need to share
information on this.
Absolutely.
OK, then.
♪ ♪
Touch!
Touch!
[door closes]
[Joe sighs]
Hey.
Thanks again for
saving our asses back there.
We cool?
Cool?
Oh, no, we're not cool.
Just 'cause I don't
want to see you dead
doesn't mean that we're good.
You all can stay here until
you figure your sh*t out,
and then you go.
-Yeah.
-No, I get it.
I don't.
Ain't it f*cking obvious, Joe?
-Cathy, what's obvious?
-What?
That your daddy
hired that hitman to k*ll us.
My... Teddy is dead, Cathy.
-Damn!
-Is he, Joe?
Where's the f*cking body?
He done died
and resurrected once before.
Who's to say he won't
do that sh*t again?
All I know is that
that delivery m*therf*cker
was there to k*ll Leon and me,
not you.
I know Teddy would
set that sh*t up.
OK, maybe he did.
But what the f*ck do you expect?
You tried to steal
You want to play big, bad,
g*dd*mn drug dealer?
Well, you're playing it.
[laughs] And this is what
the f*cking game looks like.
f*cking deal with it.
[suspenseful music]
[somber music]
♪ ♪
[whispers] I'm so sorry.
♪ ♪
[knock at door]
-Hey.
-Hey.
♪ ♪
How you feeling?
Like someone m*rder*d my mom
and left her to rot.
♪ ♪
Sorry.
Um, are your friends OK?
They're not my...
They all right.
We need to go to R Jay's Cove.
Dad is pointing us somewhere,
and we need to go.
-Imani, what is...
-what is wrong... you...
your mother just died.
-Just take a minute to...
-Take a minute?
No! Dad's clues are
leading us somewhere.
We need to keep following them.
[sighs]
Is there something you're
not telling me about Teddy?
No.
-Huh?
-No.
-Hmm?
-No.
Of course not.
-All right.
-Give me a minute.
While I try to figure out where
the f*ck Touch and Phyllis are.
And I don't know why
these m*therf*ckers
trying to k*ll you
and trying to k*ll us.
It's just...
it's just so f*cking much.
I just need to take some time
for a minute, all right?
Yeah.
So get some rest.
-Mm.
-Sorry about your moms.
Me, too.
Me, too.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
[bells ring]
[groans softly]
Oh.
Ah, thank you.
Oh, sh*t.
N-no, sorry, not there.
Anywhere else.
I'll just come this way.
Listen, um,
I just want to apologize
for what I said back there.
I was, um... [sighs]
You know, the lion and... and...
and... [sputters]
My adrenaline was
off the charts.
And...
well, I'm... I'm sorry.
So this place is cool.
This is... it's where you
do your whole sangoma thing or?
You have your coat.
I think you should go upstairs.
Your friends are
looking for you.
-Touch!
-What happened to you?
What the hell are you
two doing back here?
Apparently, Joe's dad
hired a hitman to k*ll us.
The f*ck?
That's right,
a m*therf*cking hitman.
sh*t.
-Because you found his...
-Heroin. Yeah.
sh*t. Does Joe...
Joe knows.
sh*t.
Yeah, he helped us k*ll him.
-sh*t! You k*lled the...
-Hitman?
Yeah.
sh*t.
Um, I really would appreciate
it if this conversation
happened elsewhere.
This is...
this is not the place for...
Damn it, Touch, I've been trying
to call you for the... f*ck...
f*ck happened here?
Oh... [mutters]
f*ck, it's a long story,
but I figured out
who's coming after Imani,
who's coming after us.
Who?
I saw him.
-His name is...
-No, no, no.
Don't say that sh*t to me
right now.
Not in front of them.
Come on, let's go.
-[door opens]
-Joe, wait.
[soft dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[door closes]
They're trying
to cut us the f*ck out!
You got to go up there, find
out what they talking about.
No.
What do you mean, no?
I mean no.
♪ ♪
[door slams]
♪ ♪
-Ah, Phyllis.
-You still have my g*n?
-Yes.
-It's in my bag at the shop.
Thank you.
[keyboard clicking]
This is the man, Sipho.
"Local Businessman Sponsors
Today's Celebration Parade."
That's a badass drug dealer,
Joe.
Let me guess, heroin?
Exactly.
And someone stole about...
of f*cking heroin, right?
f*cking Teddy.
Teddy sh*t.
That's why this Sipho was
coming after Imani.
He's got to think that she
knows where he hid his stash.
Mm-hmm.
And before this m*therf*cker
unleashed his lion on me,
-he told me...
-[mutters indistinctly]
Lion?
Yeah, Joe. He's got a lion.
-Like lion-lion?
-Yeah, man.
Like f*cking lion-lion, like,
this close to my face.
The f*ck?
And before that m*therf*cker
unleashed his lion to k*ll me,
he told me that he k*lled Teddy.
Wow.
Teddy's wife, clearly Billy G.
Teddy's wife, Jamila?
I guess.
Sipho k*lled my mom?
Imani, we... we're...
I'm sorry.
Didn't know you were there.
This guy?
This guy k*lled my mom and dad?
[somber music]
I'm fine!
I'm fine.
What's the next move?
-What's the next move?
-Next move?
-What's the next move?
-Is it R Jay's Cove?
-There...
-there is no next move for you.
Look, you have
been through a lot.
Let us handle this,
and do what we...
Stop... stop... stop treating me
like a f*cking child, Joe!
f*ck, man!
-Imani.
-I'm fine!
f*ck.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
Yes. That's more.
I can't believe Sipho would
throw all this money away
on those drunken street rats.
If that was my money,
I wouldn't give a penny
to those useless twats.
But that's what Sipho
doesn't understand.
You have to treat the commoners
like the vermin they are.
Like the vermin they are.
Hmm, hmm.
So my friend, tell me.
What else don't I understand?
Sipho, I was just making a joke.
Hmm.
It did not feel like a joke.
Felt like you believe that
you are the leader of men.
You are the chosen one.
-Never!
-No.
Perhaps you should
take this g*n and k*ll me.
Show the world
it should be you, not me.
Sipho, please.
♪ ♪
k*ll me.
♪ ♪
[Sipho scoffs]
♪ ♪
[henchman weeping]
♪ ♪
Look at me.
Hmm. Hmm.
♪ ♪
And I fell at his feet
and thought,
surely,
this is the hour of death.
But the Glorious One
bent His golden head
and touched my forehead
with His tongue
and said...
Son...
thou art forgiven.
[henchman gasps]
Come, let us go and bless the
beautiful people of Cape Town.
One day,
I shall lead their salvation.
[henchman weeping]
What?
We got caught up
in Teddy's mess.
You know that, right?
I'm sick of
all these f*cking clues
and games and all this sh*t.
I'm getting you out
of Cape Town tonight.
Come on.
I'm not leaving.
What do you mean,
you're not leaving?
Like, why?
No disrespect,
but your parents are dead
and the guys who k*lled them,
they after you.
Why don't you want to leave?
Like, what...
what aren't you telling me?
I'm the reason that she's dead.
Who?
My mom! My mom, Joe!
She was leaving Dad.
The taxi was outside.
She was on her way out
and I told her to stay!
I told her that he should
be the one that leaves
and that she should
unpack her bags!
She wouldn't have even been
there if it wasn't for me.
I got her k*lled.
No, no, no.
I told her to stay.
-Listen to me.
-No.
Imani, none of this is on you.
-Oh...
-None of it, you hear me?
None of it.
This is Teddy.
This is what Teddy does.
Teddy creates families
and then destroys us.
I didn't have a chance
to say goodbye to my mom
because of him.
Teddy cares about Teddy.
He got your mother k*lled,
not you.
None of this is on you,
you hear me?
Yeah.
It's just, please, Joe,
I just need to be alone.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
[siren wailing]
[indistinct radio chatter]
♪ ♪
[sighs]
Hmm.
♪ ♪
Unidentified white male.
About, uh, 40s.
He was found dead not too far
from the Penguin Motor Lodge.
Long-range r*fle found
at the scene
matches the g*n residue
on his hands.
And ballistics can confirm that
this is the same r*fle used to
k*ll young Ziri in the desert.
It's the same r*fle that
fired a b*llet into the
motel room of the Americans.
And the same r*fle
that k*lled the gentleman
who was dressed up like
the backside of a centaur.
Huh.
♪ ♪
Suspect's fingerprints have
been burned or lasered off,
denoting suspect
as a possible k*ller for hire.
But the question then,
I suppose, is...
who hired him?
♪ ♪
So what do we know
about this token?
It's a place called
R Jay's Cove.
Imani told me about it.
Said that it was like
a local-only spot.
Said it could get
pretty f*cking nasty in there.
Wonderful.
And do we know why Teddy
used to hang out at this place,
or are we just going in blind?
Bro, we going in blind.
I don't even know what we
really supposed to be, like,
kind of like looking for.
Are we...
[footsteps]
Can we help you?
Is it OK if
I get a glass of water?
If you're thirsty,
you're thirsty.
m*therf*cker.
[scoffs]
[Leon sighs]
-Hey.
-Hey.
You know, Joe got the nerve
to act like he don't trust us
when it was his daddy who
hired a hitman to k*ll us.
Him and Touch over here
acting all secretive and sh*t.
I really don't
have the strength for this
right now, OK?
Well, you better
find the strength.
I know them m*therf*ckers
found another clue.
We gotta figure out
a way to get them
to start trusting us again.
-Oh, my god!
-Stop!
Jesus.
Cathy, if you want people
to start trusting you,
then I don't know, maybe
stop doing untrustworthy sh*t.
[scoffs] The f*ck
is that supposed to mean?
You know I love you.
And you know
I will ride for you.
But those guys are our family.
Mm-hmm.
Joe f*cking saved our life,
like, an hour ago,
and you're already
pumping him for information?
Joe and Touch are
our f*cking family,
but you've been too busy living
your life like Frank White
to remember that.
Well, I haven't forgotten.
And if you want to get
our family back,
you need to start thinking about
someone other than yourself.
f*ck.
Go change... I smell like
a f*cking dumpster.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
[sniffling and sobbing]
♪
[knock on door]
♪ ♪
Hi.
Sorry, I didn't mean
to interrupt your, um...
the thing that...
I was...
-I can come back if it's...
-What do you want, Benjamin?
Um...
I need my g*n back.
You said that you still have it.
[sighs]
Of course.
More death.
Well, hopefully not.
[sighs]
[tense music]
It's...
It's not here.
Say what now?
It was in my bag.
-Well...
-Are you...
Are you sure it was in there?
Did you maybe...
did you bring it upstairs?
Maybe just stuck it
in a drawer or something?
I... I wouldn't...
♪ ♪
I wouldn't misplace a g*n.
-I know.
-OK, I understand.
But please think.
Would... I mean...
When we came home, the g*n,
it was in my bag.
-Oh, sh*t.
-And now it's gone.
[sighs]
It's Imani.
It's Imani.
sh*t.
[gasps]
[flames whoosh]
[indistinct chatter]
[upbeat music playing]
♪ ♪
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
-[exhales deeply]
-What happened to him?
Hmm.
[distant telephone ringing]
[indistinct chatter]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
Huh.
♪ ♪
[sighs]
Let's see now.
[clears throat]
[sighs]
Case files.
[suspenseful music]
Right.
Let's see.
Hmm.
Hmm.
[Akinyemi mutters indistinctly]
♪ ♪
Eh?
♪ ♪
[people singing and clapping]
[upbeat music playing]
♪ ♪
OK, this is a lot.
We going to have to split up,
all right?
If you see her, get her out of
here as quick as possible, OK?
All right?
All right, let's go.
♪ ♪
[band playing energetic music]
♪ ♪
[soft upbeat music]
-Hey. How you doing?
-How's your leg?
It's fine.
OK, do you want to take a break?
Give it a minute?
Give it a rest?
I'd love to,
but we got to find Imani.
What about if I go up ahead
and you stay here
and just see if she passes by?
OK, why are you in such
a rush to get rid of me?
I'm not, Leon.
It's just
we barely f*cking moving.
I'm trying to take your advice
and think of Imani
more than myself.
But you making it really hard.
OK.
Sorry. Let's, uh,
let's pick up the pace.
OK.
On your left!
[upbeat guitar music playing]
♪
-Imani!
-Huh?
Imani!
♪ ♪
-I'm so... I'm sorry!
-Oh, I...
♪
Please, please, please, please,
please help me protect her.
Please help me find her.
Please help me find her.
-Please. I need to find her.
-Hey, hey, hey.
-Oh, it's all right.
-I need to find her.
We'll find her.
What if we can't find her?
We will.
Calm down.
You calm down!
♪ ♪
I could not save
the people that I love.
I couldn't save the people...
I couldn't save my sister.
I couldn't...
I couldn't save Imani.
[crying]
Imani's all I have left.
Please, please, please, please.
Imani!
Phyllis, hey!
[all singing and cheering]
[energetic music playing]
♪ ♪
My people!
♪ ♪
[people cheering]
♪ ♪
[people cheering]
♪ ♪
[tense somber music]
♪
Sipho!
♪
Sipho!
♪ ♪
Sipho!
♪ ♪
My mother!
[g*nsh*t]
[people screaming]
♪ ♪
Run! Run! Run!
[tense dramatic music]
-The girl!
-Let's get the girl!
♪ ♪
[gasps] Please, please, please.
Let's go. Let's go.
Please don't...
♪ ♪
Imani, run!
Joe!
♪ ♪
[Joe groans]
[both straining]
♪ ♪
Why are you so f*cking strong?
Welcome to Africa, b*tch.
♪ ♪
Hey.
-[groans]
-I gotta stop doing that.
-[groans and sighs]
-Thanks, brother.
-I gotta go get Imani, man.
-Yeah.
Go ahead, I'll catch up.
[panicked indistinct chatter]
[tense music]
What?
-Stop with it.
-Come with me or you'll die.
OK, OK, OK.
OK, OK, OK, OK, OK, OK.
Please just don't... please.
Please. Please. Please.
Where are we going?
No! OK.
Please.
I'm not going in!
Ah!
Stop it!
-You want to f*cking die?
-Get off me!
-Get in the f*cking car!
-No, I'm not going!
Help! No!
No!
♪ ♪
Imani, go!
Cathy!
♪ ♪
f*ck off!
Imani!
-Help!
-Imani!
-Help! Help!
-Help, Joe!
Joe!
Joe!
♪
Imani!
[panting]
♪ ♪
Imani!
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02x04 - Dead Moms and Hitmen
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An everyday plumber named Joe learns that his recently deceased father was working for the Russian mafia and stole $10 million and a car from them.
An everyday plumber named Joe learns that his recently deceased father was working for the Russian mafia and stole $10 million and a car from them.