(jazz music)
(door opening)
(jazz music)
(door closing)
(jazz music)
(Charles sighing)
(soft jazz music)
- Are you okay?
I'm Detective Charles Wayans.
And this is my partner,
Detective Harris.
Now before we get started,
I wanna make sure that you
are aware of your rights
and that you can withhold
with speaking with us
until a lawyer is present.
(soft jazz music)
- Aint got nothing to hide.
- All right then, let's
get this party started.
(soft dramatic music)
Let's see here.
Now.
See, at approximately 10:45 PM,
a 911 call was made for
breaking and entering.
The caller told the operator
that someone is
trying to k*ll me.
He's in my house.
The caller then stated that
the individual has a g*n.
Please help me.
The operator axed if the
intruder was inside the house,
and that's when
g*nshots were heard.
- [Operator] 911, state
your emergency.
- [Kayla] Help! I have
an intruder in my home.
- [Operator] Where is
the intruder?
Is he by himself?
Can you see him?
- [Kayla] I need help!
- [Operator] I am dispatching
a officer to your location.
Please try to find a
place to hide.
Officers are on their way.
Ma'am?
Ma'am?
(g*n firing)
- Now, do you wanna tell
us how this all started?
Or, why when we arrived
to the scene,
that your husband was found,
dead?
(dramatic music)
Kayla!
(dramatic music)
- [David] You look cold, babe.
- [Kayla] I am.
- Let me be a gentleman.
(Kayla laughing)
(hands rubbing)
- Thank you.
- How's that?
- That's better.
- Beautiful day.
- Yeah, it is.
(soft music)
What's the matter, baby?
- I got something to tell you.
(soft dramatic music)
Kayla, baby, I love you.
- I love you too.
- No, I'm serious.
I've never felt this
way about anyone before.
All right.
And I want the opportunity
to show you how much
I love you every single day.
You're the reason I wake
up every morning.
From the first time I saw
you in the ice cream bar
I knew I wanted to make
you mine forever and a day.
- What are you trying to say?
- Kayla Johnson, would you do me
the honor of making me
the luckiest man
on the Earth and being Mrs.
Kayla Johnson?
(Kayla laughing)
Kayla, will you marry me?
- Yes, baby.
Yes, baby.
(upbeat pulsing music)
(soft dreamlike music)
(glass clinking)
- To a long happy marriage.
- Listen to that.
(soft dreamlike music)
(knocking on door)
- [David] Bonjour,
Madame Johnson.
- [Kayla] I love it when
you speak French to me.
- Oh, is that right?
- Yeah.
(lips smacking)
Good morning, Mr. Johnson.
- Good morning.
Guess what.
- What?
- I made you breakfast
this morning.
- Oh, you did?
- I did, I did, and I
cooked it myself.
- Mm.
- Uh-huh, mm. Voila.
- Oh, it looks good.
- You know, presentation
is everything.
- Smell good, too.
- Well try it. Taste
it, taste it, taste it.
Uh, hey, hey. Wasn't
supposed to bite the meat.
(Kayla laughing)
- Why you gotta be so nasty?
- You know I like it. All right.
I have an important
meeting today.
Not sure how long it's gonna
last, so, don't wait up.
- Okay.
- Tell me. How do I look?
- You look nice, baby.
- (chuckles) And you, my queen,
look absolutely beautiful.
All right, well, enjoy
your breakfast.
Orange juice is on the
table, and I'm off to work.
And Kayla,
you know I love you, right?
- I love you too.
- Forever and a day.
Au revoir, cherie, au revoir.
- Forever and a day.
(Kayla scoffing)
(Kayla sighing)
(soft suspenseful music)
- Oh.
(soft suspenseful music)
Hey, babe, what you
still doing up?
- Baby? Don't baby me.
- Excuse me.
- Where have you been?
- What did you just say to me?
- David, this is your
sixth or seventh time
you've been late this month!
- Now don't question me.
- Don't question you?
I'm your damn wife!
And I'm tired of you
leaving me in this house
by myself every night.
- I said, you don't get
the right to question me.
All right?
(soft dramatic music)
Now stop nagging me.
- Who's the b*tch?
- What?
- I can smell her cheap a*s
perfume all over your clothes.
- Oh.
- Don't be a chicken now.
Don't walk away now.
- What'd you just say?
Are you outta your f*cking mind?
f*ck you think you
talking to you, huh?
You better watch who
you talking--
Girl, don't you ever grab me.
Don't you ever touch me, huh?
What the f*ck is wrong
with you? You crazy?
You f*cking crazy? Huh?
Girl, I'm the man of the house!
I pay the bills.
This is my house!
You just live here.
Do you understand me?
(Kayla crying)
Do you understand me?
- I am sorry (cries).
- Apologize again.
- I'm sorry. I'm so
sorry, baby, I'm sorry.
- There you go.
- I'm sorry.
- See, that's a good girl.
(Kayla crying)
See how good life can be when
you do what I tell you to do?
- Yes (cries).
- Now grab a pillow, and sleep
your stupid a*s on the couch.
You understand?
(Kayla crying)
Don't you dare
ask me a question again.
You understand?
Do you understand?
(Kayla crying)
(Kayla weeping)
(soft dramatic music)
(soft music)
(soft music)
- No. Look, Mike, it doesn't
work that way, all right?
Look, the market's
volatile right now.
The new variant is
causing everything to dip.
No no no, listen, listen, Mike.
If you don't sell all of
your sh*t now,
you're gonna regret it,
listen to me.
Exactly, exactly.
Yeah, I know I'm right.
I'm thinking about
10,000 shares.
Yeah, about 10,000.
All right, I'm gonna
lock you in.
(plastic crinkling)
(soft dramatic music)
- Ah, beautiful, aren't they?
(soft music)
Did you like the flowers?
- Yes.
- Well, what about these pearls?
- (cries) Yes.
- That's my girl.
You, uh,
you know I love you, right?
Right?
- (cries) I know. I know.
- You know you mean
the world to me?
I'd do anything for you.
(Kayla whimpering)
Forever and a day.
(lips smacking)
(phone ringing)
(David sighing)
- You're not gonna get that?
(David chuckling)
- Hey, Rick.
Hey, how's the family doing?
No, everything's fine here.
We're getting bigger.
Kids?
(soft dramatic music)
Look, that's just what I do.
You know what I do.
I make you money.
Hold on.
(David gasping)
(blood spurting)
(David gasping)
(soft music)
(whooshing)
Yeah.
(David chuckling)
Your guess is as good as
mine, but we're doing good.
Yeah.
Oh, hey, hold on a
second for me, Rick.
- I'm going to take a shower.
- Wait wait, wait wait.
What's up with my dinner?
- I'll take care of it
once I'm done showering.
- What the ...
(David exhaling)
Yeah, I'm back, Rick.
Yeah, wifey came in.
- [Man] There.
Ease off a little bit.
Perfect.
(soft dramatic music)
Again?
(door creaking)
- [David] You like embarrassing
me?
Huh?
What I tell you about
wearing those clothes?
Makes you look like a sl*t!
- [Kayla] I know. I'm so sorry!
- I told you about
embarrassing me!
- I was just--
- Shut up!
(hand smacking)
- [Kayla] I'm sorry!
- [David] I don't
understand why you can't
be good and just do what I say!
- I'm so sorry (cries).
- I think you want
me to do this!
- I'm sorry!
- I think you like it
when I'm mad.
- David, please, stop!
- Shut up!
(hand smacking)
- (wails) No, that's enough,
David.
(Kayla crying)
(soft dramatic music)
- Don't disrespect me again.
(Kayla crying)
(door creaking)
(Kayla crying)
You bring this on yourself.
(Kayla crying)
(Kayla crying)
- Now, why didn't you call
the police and tell them
that you were being abused?
- And r*ped?
- And r*ped, by your husband?
- I couldn't.
- Why not?
- David had money.
And lots of it.
He had resources, connections.
I couldn't trust anyone.
I was basically alone.
- Would you care for
something to drink?
Coffee, water?
- Water.
- Okay.
- I'll get it.
- Hm.
(handcuffs scratching)
- What about you?
How long have you been married?
- Going on 26 years.
- You still love her?
- Of course I do.
Why do you ask?
- Love seems to fade away
after a while, don't you think?
- Well, like life and
anything else worth having,
it takes work.
Marriage is that work
that you both have
to make sure you're on
top of things.
Both people.
Marriage is a two-way street.
How long were you and
David married?
- Four years.
- Did you like being married?
- At first.
At first, I loved it.
(Kayla chuckling)
I thought it was
everything that I wanted.
Until I realized what
I wanted was a monster.
The more money David got,
the more crazy David went.
- So, do you think it was
the money that made him
into the monster that he was?
- Yeah.
You see, the money unlocked
the monster from his cage.
- Now you mentioned that
he was seeing a young lady
while the two of you
were married, a um ...
A um ...
Kim Parker.
- Yeah.
- Did she ever try to
reach out to you
and tell you about her
relationship with your husband?
- Once.
(soft piano music)
- Oh, sh*t.
(soft piano music)
- Kayla, I'm home.
Kayla, are you here?
Oh, hm, that food smells
good.
Takeout?
- I didn't have time to cook.
Tired anyways.
- You know I don't eat takeout.
- I'm sorry.
(David exhaling)
- Well at least
I have my favorite drink.
I mean, dinner's not dinner
without my favorite drink.
Aint that right (chuckles)?
I said, aint that right?
- Right.
(David chuckling)
I'm gonna take care of it.
- It's okay.
I guess you're not perfect.
(phone buzzing)
- You gonna get that?
- I told them no calls
while I'm on vacation.
I gotta take this.
Be right back.
Hello.
(David chattering)
Yes, I'm still coming.
Look, we made an agreement,
and we're gonna stick to it.
(David whispering)
Yes, I love you.
All right, see you soon.
Love you.
(door creaking)
(David sighing)
Work work work.
- So who was she?
- Someone, why?
- That's funny.
You told someone that you
loved them and only them.
- Excuse me.
What'd you say?
- You know what? You're a liar.
- Excuse me.
Are you trying to start
something with me today?
Huh?
That's what you want?
You trying to start
something right now?
Are you trying to start
something with me?
(soft dramatic music)
I want all today.
Okay?
(David groaning)
Sh sh, sh sh sh.
(Kayla coughing)
It's okay.
(suspenseful music)
Don't ever question me again.
And since you wanna start
things, let's start it.
What the hell is this?
Huh?
I said what the hell is this?
- (cries) I'm pregnant.
- Pregnant.
- I'm pregnant.
- I told you I didn't
want no kids.
You better fix this.
Get rid of it.
Or I'm gonna get rid
of you both.
Matter of fact.
(Kayla crying)
Why don't you cool your a*s off?
(Kayla crying)
(lid vibrating)
(Kayla crying)
I don't eat takeout.
(soft suspenseful music)
Cook me something.
And clean this sh*t up.
(Kayla crying)
(Kayla whimpering)
(container rattling)
- [Charles] Now with all
of this going on,
the beatings, the ab*rtion,
why would you stay?
I mean no rational person
in their right mind
would stay in a
situation like that.
No one.
- [Crystal] Why, Kayla?
Why would you stay with
that monster?
- I was weak.
I was stupid.
I thought it was love.
David had all the cards.
And I had nowhere to go.
I was stuck.
- And that's what made
you k*ll him?
- I didn't k*ll anyone!
- Well everything that I'm
looking at here
is going back to you.
- That's because he made
it look that way!
- Mm, well.
There's $8 million in a trust
fund under David Johnson,
and the only name listed
is a Miss Kim Harper.
That seems to me that you
k*lled him not because he was
hurting you but because
he was leaving everything
to a much younger and
prettier version of you.
- f*ck you.
- That's the truth, isn't it?
- No!
- You found out that he
was leaving you nothing
and he was leaving
her everything.
- That's not true!
- No, you're not
telling me the truth!
- I'm telling you the truth!
- I need you to tell me
the damn truth!
- Detective!
- Now!
- Calm down!
She's telling the truth.
Trust me.
(soft music)
- Okay.
Let's take a break.
10 to 15 minutes, and
we'll pick this back up.
- Hm, sure.
(soft music)
(chair squeaking)
- Are you coming, Detective?
- Yeah. Give me a minute.
(soft music)
Off the record?
- Off the record.
- So how'd you get away?
(soft piano music)
- You seem a little off
today. Are you listening?
Kayla?
Kayla?
(soft piano music)
- I'm sorry, Doc. I heard you.
- If you heard me, what
was my last question?
How has the medicine
been helping you?
(soft piano music)
- The drugs?
- I meant the medicine.
- Honestly, Doc, I don't
know if that's
helping or hurting me.
- So, the medicine's not
helping with the hallucinations?
The nightmares?
(soft piano music)
- This nightmare that
I'm living in,
can't no medicine fix that.
(soft piano music)
- (exhales) Kayla? How long
have you been coming here?
- What? A couple of months now.
- Almost a year.
- I don't know.
You know, I got my days and
my months a little mixed up.
Time goes by, but it's
nothing serious.
- I understand that.
And I get how it can
seem that way.
But if you want me to help
you, you have to open up.
Be honest.
- Okay.
- I've been taking down
everything you've been telling
me.
You do understand that
everything we talk about
is patient confidentiality,
correct?
- Yes, Doc, I know.
- Everything that you've
told me about your sister
and her husband.
- What about it?
- Kayla, if you want me
to help you get better,
you must trust me.
You have to open up.
Be honest.
You can trust me.
(soft piano music)
(Mark exhaling)
I knew it.
I knew it.
- I married a monster.
- How long has he been
putting you through this?
- Whenever he feels like it.
If he thinks I'm flirting.
Sometimes it's the
smallest things
like me not bringing him
his freaking beer on time.
- Have you tried going for help?
- No. I can't, I can't do that.
- Is there not a friend
that you can stay with?
- I do have a cousin,
out in Houston.
She works for the city.
- Kayla, you have to get
away from this
or the abuse will become m*rder.
Very soon.
(soft music)
- Eight Lanes?
- This is a very, very good
book. I want you to read it.
- What's in it?
- Don't read it until you're
in your car by yourself, okay?
- Okay.
(soft piano music)
- [Kayla] I completed
the whole book.
- What did you think of it?
- It was perfect.
You know, I really
resonated with the girl.
I feel like the whole
thing was about me.
- I thought you might like it.
- Yeah.
I'm gonna go through
with the plan.
- Are you sure?
Because there's no
turning back afterwards.
- Hm.
- You have to be completely sure
that you're gonna go
through with this.
- I never been more sure
about nothing in my life.
- So, what's the plan?
- It's gonna happen next week.
- Do I need to be on standby?
- Yeah.
- Tell me all about it.
(soft piano music)
- [Man] Clean the area.
Now she's gonna grab her needle,
which is gonna be a butterfly.
And with the butterfly
she's gonna pinch the wings.
And uncap it.
And the blood just comes out.
Then unplug the tube.
And then she'll take
another one, the next one,
and take that out.
Then after that, she'll
take off the tourniquet,
and tuck these into a fist.
- [Man] At first glance being
a m*rder scene, is there?
- [Woman] No, and
that's strange.
I'd sort of expect that
there would be
clothes strewn across the floor
and the furniture
would be upturned.
- [Man] In a modern-day
investigation,
detectives would be
looking for traces of DNA,
fingerprints, shoe marks,
or even tiny microscopic fibers
that could have been
transferred from the clothing
of the victim to the
k*ller or vica versa.
- All right, baby, are you
sure you're gonna be okay?
I mean especially what
happened a couple of weeks ago.
- Yes, baby, I'll be fine.
Look, I'm a big girl.
I got this.
- All right, listen,
if you want me to stay
I can cancel my trip right now
and I could stay with you,
you know that.
- Look, if anything crazy
happens, I'll call my sister.
- All right, listen, if
anything, and I mean anything,
happens at all, you call me.
- I got it.
- I'll have one of my buddies
come and check on you.
- Okay.
- Okay?
I should only be gone for
about three days or so,
but hopefully only two,
but I'll keep you informed.
- All right.
- All right, I love you.
(lips smacking)
- Forever and a day.
- Forever and a day.
- I love you too.
- All right.
(banging)
- I'll call you as soon as
I make it down there, okay?
(door closing)
All right, baby.
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa,
what happened?
- Nothing, I cut myself
the other day in the house.
It's okay.
- All right. You sure?
- It's okay.
Yes, I'm sure, it's okay.
- All right, baby. I'll
call you when I make it.
- Okay.
(engine starting)
(soft suspenseful music)
(horn honking)
(soft suspenseful music)
(latex snapping)
(suspenseful music)
(bag dragging)
(suspenseful music)
- sh*t.
(suspenseful music)
- What are you doing?
- Baby, I'm just taking
the trash out.
What are you doing here?
- Excuse me, what do
you mean? I live here.
- I mean, did you forget
something? That's all.
- Oh, yeah, I forgot my
bag, but it's right there.
Need any help with that?
- No, baby, I got it.
- You sure?
- Yes, I got it.
Look, the arm is fine. I got it.
- Listen, I got it. All right?
- I don't want you to miss
your flight? I got it.
- Woman, I said I got it,
all right?
Damn, girl, what you
got in here?
- It's just trash.
- You sure it's trash,
or is it a dead body?
- Baby, it's just trash.
- Let me see. Let me see.
(phone vibrating)
Um.
Hello.
Calm down.
All right, look, I'm on my way.
I'm on the way.
Okay.
Look, look, I got it.
(David straining)
(bag crashing)
Sure you're gonna be all right?
(footsteps fading)
(engine starting)
(soft suspenseful music)
(bat dragging)
(soft suspenseful music)
- You ready?
(items smashing)
(soft suspenseful music)
(flames crackling)
(soft suspenseful music)
(door closing)
- What the hell is going on?
Why the damn car on fire?
- I'll explain later.
We gotta get outta here.
- You got some explaining to do!
Why you running around here
looking like a dam cat burglar?
And the damn car's on fire!
What the hell?
- We gotta get outta here now,
okay?
- Where we gonna go?
- I'll explain later,
but before you take me
to Houston, I need you to
do me a favor.
- What?
- I need you to take me
to this address.
- Are you sure?
- Yes. Now, Erica, now.
- All right, let's go.
(soft rumbling)
(door opening)
- Kayla, I'm home.
Kayla?
Kayla!
Kayla?
Kayla!
Kayla!
(David sniffing)
(David crying)
- Erica. Erica.
- David.
- I'm so sorry.
What, no tears?
- For what?
- For your sister, Kayla.
- You can stop with those
fake a*s crocodile tears,
because you did this.
- Did what?
- You k*lled my f*cking sister.
- Excuse me.
- Did I stutter, you b*stard?
- Look, I think it's best that
you leave my damn house now.
- (scoffs) What you gonna
do? What you gonna do, David?
You gonna hit me like
you hit her?
Yeah, I bet you thought
we didn't know.
- No.
But I don't think you would
want your mother grieving
over two of her f*cking
daughters instead of just one.
- You gonna get yours real soon,
b*tch.
- Don't you dare turn
your back on--
- Put your hands on me
again, one more time!
Because I aint gonna be
like my sister.
I'll f*cking k*ll your a*s.
You got it?
(David breathing hard)
- That's what I thought.
(plane flying overhead)
(footsteps fading)
- Sorry for your loss,
my friend.
- Thank you.
- Hey, babe.
- Appreciate you coming, Lois.
- You know I'd come.
- Lois, um,
I need you to do me a solid.
- Like back in the day?
- Like back in the day.
- Thank you.
What are you proposing?
- Need you to find out
what happened.
- Say less.
(cup banging)
(lips smacking)
(footsteps fading)
- Hey, James.
Thank you for coming, man.
- No, no.
I'm really sorry for your loss.
- Thank you.
- I'm gonna make sure I
do everything in my power
to find out what happened.
- Thank you.
- Sure.
- Find out what
happened to my wife.
Spare no expense.
(hand clapping)
(wind whistling)
(latch clicking)
(bag thudding)
(Kayla exhaling)
- I hope you like this house.
I know it's nothing like
your last home,
but I know you'll love it here.
For your bougie a*s (laughs).
I am not bougie, girl (laughs).
I also got you a cellphone.
Call me when you get settled in.
Mm, I love you, Cousin.
(Kayla squealing and laughing)
Ah.
- You know, the first night
in the house was perfect.
I felt like I was reborn.
A brand-new me.
(footsteps approaching)
(door opening)
- [Charles] Detective, I need
to talk to you for a minute.
- Okay.
- [Charles] We'll be right back.
- (scoffs) Take your
time. Aint going nowhere.
- Crystal?
- Yes.
- I need to know what
side you're on.
- I'm on the side of the
victim until proven guilty.
- That's not how we do
things around here.
- Aren't we here to find out
the truth about what happened?
- Listen, I have over 20
years' experience doing this.
I know what I'm doing.
- I never said you didn't know.
So let's quit with
this bullshit,
go back in there and get what
we need, so she can go home.
Oh, and Detective Wayans?
I would appreciate it
if you call me
Detective Harris, not Crystal.
Got it?
(Charles laughing)
(door creaking)
(door closing)
- All right, Mrs. Johnson,
let's finish this.
- Okay, Kayla.
Tell us what happened next.
(rumbling)
- [Passerby] Thank you
very much. Have a good day.
- Bye, you too.
(door opening)
(door closing)
- Excuse me.
- Yes, sir. How can I help you?
- I was wondering if I
could speak to Mark
about a close family
member of mine.
- Okay, well, Mark's at
lunch right now,
and he only takes appointments.
- I see.
- I'm sorry, it's policy.
- I understand.
Do you mind if I wait
for him in his office?
- Oh no, you can't do that.
- What about now?
- I'm sorry. I can't do that?
- Are you sure?
- Yeah, I'm sure.
You wanna call Mark?
- No, that's okay. Thank
you very much for your time.
- No problem.
(keys clicking)
Sir?
Sir?
You cannot do that.
I'm calling the police.
(soft suspenseful music)
Yes, there's someone in
our building.
I asked him to leave, and
he won't leave.
(rock thudding)
- [Mark] I don't know
where she ...
- Nice office you have here.
Interesting file that you
have on people.
- Who are you?
- How rude of me.
Where are my manners?
My name is David.
David Johnson.
- Okay, how did you get in here?
Candice?
- Candice?
I didn't see anyone at the
front desk when I walked in.
So I figured I'd just help
myself to your office.
- How can I help you?
- Well, I just came
here to ask you
a few questions about my wife.
- Who is your wife?
- Dr.
Price, we both know
who my wife is.
- Okay, that's client
confidentiality.
- So,
she was seeing you?
- I don't know what
you're talking about.
- Look, I'm just trying to find
some answers about my wife.
That's all.
Help a brother out.
I just wanna know what
happened to her.
Who would hurt her?
Who would wanna take
her from me?
I'm just looking for some
answers, okay?
- I can't believe you
would say that to me.
- Say what?
- Who would hurt her?
Who would wanna, huh,
take her from you?
You're the monster.
You were supposed to
protect her, David.
So don't come to me with
that bullshit, David.
- Hm (chuckles).
Well, seems I've overstayed
my welcome (chuckles).
Guess I'll be going now.
Sorry to bother you.
(soft dramatic music)
- I'd rather not.
See yourself out.
(Mark struggling)
(neck breaking)
(soft dramatic music)
- Thanks for the file.
(kick thudding)
(David spitting)
(traffic passing)
(keys jingling)
- Shut up!
Sneak!
Piece of sh*t!
Is she alive?
- I don't know what
you're talking about.
- Don't f*ck' lie to me!
- I don't know what
you're talking about.
- b*tch, is she alive?
Huh?
- I don't know what
you're talking about!
(Erica shrieking)
- I'm not gonna f*ck' ask
you again. Is she alive?
(Erica groaning)
Where is she? Where is she?
- This is for you.
And this is for me.
Aint no sunshine
when she's gone
(knocking on door)
Only darkness every day
It's open!
- Hey, look, David, I got
what you were asking for.
- Appreciate you, man,
come on in. Have a seat.
My royal palace.
- Hey, yo, David, you
probably really need
to clean this sh*t up
around here, man.
- Yeah.
Tell me about it.
- So what's up, man? I got
here as soon as possible.
- You know, I don't
think she's dead.
- What you mean?
- Let's just call it a hunch,
but I don't think she's dead.
(David sighing)
David, man.
Oh, James, I f*cked up, man.
I f*cked up bad, man.
- You f*cked up, how?
- I had to k*ll some people.
- (laughs) Hey, man, I
know you joking, right?
- I wish I was.
But I'm dead-a*s serious.
- Man, goddam, David!
I told you to let me handle it.
David, man!
- Hey look, man, I didn't
have a choice.
All right?
They made me do it.
- Okay, okay, okay, stop, stop!
You know what?
Put on some clothes.
We got some things we
gotta go do.
- Yeah, we do.
After I finish my drink.
- No.
Now.
(David groaning)
- All right.
Whatever.
(paper rattling)
Just give me a moment.
I'll be back.
(knocking on door)
- Come in.
- [David] Hello? Mary?
- Yes, I'm Mary, and you are?
- David, David Johnson. We
spoke on the phone earlier.
- Yes, Mr. Johnson. How are you?
- Doing well, and yourself?
- I'm well, thank you.
I've heard all about
you. Please, have a seat.
- Thank you very much.
- So what brings you in today?
- I came here to talk to
you about some business.
- Let's talk business.
- I need you to locate
somebody for me.
- Okay, I'm listening.
- Her name is Kayla
Natasha Brown Johnson.
She's my wife.
She was my wife.
- Kayla?
Yes, I saw it on the news,
her passing.
Mr. Johnson, you have
my deepest condolences.
- Listen, look, thank you
for all that but
that's not what this is,
all right?
I think she's still alive.
- Um, I'm sorry.
You don't believe she's dead?
Can you please elaborate?
- Look, uh,
I've talked to a few people.
- Mm-hm.
- Done some of my own research.
I went through all her things,
and it just doesn't add up.
I mean all of this just
doesn't make sense.
Everything that I've found
points to her not being dead.
- Okay, Mr. Johnson, just
so we're on the same page,
from what you've been
finding out about your wife,
you believe that she
faked her own death?
- Yes, I do.
Listen, listen, look. I
know this sounds crazy.
- I mean, it sounds a
little far-fetched.
- Listen, look.
I just have this gut feeling,
all right?
I mean, deep down in here,
I can feel it.
I could feel her.
I know none of this makes
sense and you have no reason
to believe me, but I
believe she's still alive.
I can't explain it, though,
just ...
They never even found the body,
okay?
I mean, they reported her dead,
but no body's ever been found,
right?
Now I've asked them for weeks,
for months
for everything, and still,
nothing.
And I just can't accept
that. I won't accept that.
- Mr. Johnson, I completely
can empathize with you.
I know that you're grieving.
But, do you know
what we do here?
Do you even know how much
money it costs
just to take a look at your ...
- That's $25,000. That
should get you started.
And I know everything.
- Yes, um, we can go ahead
and get started on this today.
I'll do you one even better.
I'll have my top three
associates look for her.
And if she's still
alive, they'll find her.
I can promise you that.
- That's perfect.
That's good news.
Here.
It's $100,000 right there.
25,000 for each of
the three people
you have on your case.
The other 25,000 is for you.
An additional 75,000 for
the one who finds her first.
With an additional 5,000
just for compensation today.
Do we have a deal?
- Mr. Johnson--
- David, please.
- David, excuse me.
Not only do we have a deal,
but I'd say we have,
we have a deal.
You'll be hearing from me soon.
- Great, thank you
for your time.
- Yes.
(door closing)
Hey.
I got a job for you.
Yeah. A big one.
Huge (laughs).
(Kayla humming)
(knocking on door)
(knocking on door)
- Hello, ma'am, would you
like to buy some chips today?
- I don't have any cash
at the moment.
- You know what? This
one's on the house, ma'am.
- Oh, thank you.
Look, how about you
come back tomorrow
and I'll give you double,
sounds great?
- Yes, ma'am. Sounds great.
Enjoy the rest of your day. Bye.
- Bye.
- Thank you, sir.
- Excuse me, excuse me.
Lady, how you doing?
- Can I help you?
- Yeah, I'm sorry. I
didn't mean to scare you.
Is the man of the house home?
- Excuse me.
- My name is Morris Willis,
okay.
I run Morris Willis
Landscaping Company.
I'm responsible for a lotta
lawns in the neighborhood.
- Okay.
- And I wanted to stop by
to introduce myself and
possibly see if I can
cut your yard.
(soft piano music)
- That's really not
necessary at the moment.
- By the way, what's your name?
- Kendra.
(soft piano music)
- Look, Kendra, I'm an
entrepreneur, okay?
And I'm just trying to
make an honest living
to take care of my mama,
that's all.
I can cut your grass for
about a month.
Water your plants.
Pick up your leaves.
Anything to prove to you
that I'm the man for the job.
I won't disappoint you.
I promise.
- I understand, but now is
really really not a good time.
I'm sorry.
(soft piano music)
- Look, just in case you
change your mind.
If you change your mind.
(soft piano music)
- Wait.
(soft piano music)
- Yep.
- We have a deal.
- That's great.
Cool, um, how about I
start tomorrow?
I can come back, around
three or four?
- That'll work.
- Cool.
Well, thank you, and
pleasure meeting you, Kendra.
(soft jazz music)
- Damn.
I'm, I'm, I'm gonna
call you back.
(soft jazz music)
Pretty hot out here, huh?
- Yeah, it is. Pretty hot.
- Want a glass of lemonade?
- You know, I could
use something
a little bit more than lemonade.
A tall one and some air
conditioning.
- Okay, but make it quick.
- Yes, ma'am.
(soft jazz music)
(liquid pouring)
- So what you got going on?
- Uh-huh.
- This is good.
- I know.
And you're really thirsty.
Want some more?
- Mm.
Please, if you don't mind.
Thank you.
(liquid pouring)
I see you got your hammer out.
Planning on hanging up
some things around here?
Need some help?
- Yeah, but, no, I got it.
- You sure?
- Yeah, I'm sure.
- Okay.
So how long you been
living here?
- Why'd you ask?
- I just haven't seen
you around here before,
and I'm pretty familiar with
everybody in the neighborhood.
- Well, I don't know
what to tell you.
I've been living here my
entire life, born and raised.
I'm just a in-the-house-type
person. That's all.
- Okay.
All right.
(water running)
(glass clattering)
Well, well.
I appreciate the hospitality.
The lemonade was really good.
- You're welcome.
- Oh, man, I love
those paintings.
- Yeah, I painted those myself.
- Really?
Cool.
All right, well, I gotta
get back to work.
- All right.
Hey, I'm sorry if I come
off a bit rude.
I mean, it's just that
I've been having
a rough couple of months,
that's all.
- Hey, don't mention it.
You know.
Sometimes I'm a bit more
nosy than I should be, so.
- Yeah (laughs).
- Watch it. Don't do that.
- But it's okay. Trust
me, it's me this time.
- I got it.
Hey, you know what?
- What?
- What are you doing tomorrow?
I would love to take you out.
And if not, if you are busy,
we can go out some other time.
- It's not that,
it's just that--
- Hey look, don't mention
it. Maybe another time.
I'll get back to work.
(soft music)
- Oh.
(soft music)
Where did you have in mind?
(soft music)
(knocking on door)
(soft music)
- Hoo.
(knocking on door)
(soft music)
- Wow.
You look amazing.
- Thank you.
- I've got some things to do.
Mm.
That was fun, right?
- It was.
- Yeah, it was real fun,
real fun.
And by the way, I'm
really sorry.
- It's okay.
- No more Ferris wheels, right?
- Ever (laughs).
- Ever, ever ever.
Well, this is the end of
our date, you're home safe.
- I am.
- Hopefully we can do
this again soon.
Hopefully.
- You know, if you
want, I can come inside,
make sure things are safe,
you know.
- Things are safe.
- All right, cool.
- Have a good night.
- You too.
(Morris sighing)
- Mm (chuckles).
(Kayla crying)
No, he's not real.
No, it can't be.
- Hey, Kayla, you all
right in there?
(soft music)
Hey, Kayla, I'm coming in.
(soft jazz music)
- Whoa, you gotta
watch these steps
- You better not drop me.
- No, I'm not gonna drop
you. I'm not gonna drop you.
How's that?
- Well, you didn't drop me.
- Uh-huh.
I'm outta breath, though.
I really had a great
time with you.
- So did I.
- Yeah, this was cool.
- Yeah.
- Hoping we can do it again.
- Hopefully soon.
- Oh boy, I like how that sound.
(Kayla laughing)
Well, mm-hm.
Oh.
(Morris sighing)
(soft jazz music)
(lips smacking)
(soft jazz music)
You been eating strawberries?
(soft jazz music)
So, what do we do now?
Where do we go from here?
- I guess I can invite
you in this time.
- Oh, you guess you
can invite me?
- (laughs) Come on.
- I'm getting invited in?
Is that right?
(soft jazz music)
- I like you.
- (inhales) I like you too.
Let me guess. You're getting
ready to kick me out now.
I knew it was coming. I
knew it was on the way.
- (laughs) Not yet.
- Oh, not yet (chuckles).
- Look, um, I know we been
dating for a while now.
But, uh,
I haven't been completely
honest with you.
- Okay.
- My name isn't Kendra.
- I figured that.
- What do you mean?
- Well I saw you in the
grocery store one day,
and I was screaming your name
out top of my lungs, Kendra.
I mean, loud. I can almost ...
I mean loud. I could
have woke up the dead.
Maybe you had your earbuds
in or something, but
you didn't budge.
You didn't even turn around.
- There's more.
- There's more?
(Morris sighing)
Okay.
- I wasn't born and raised
in this house either.
This is my cousin house and
she let me stay here
for a while.
She didn't just let me
stay here for a while.
- Okay, hold up but, are
you on the run
from the mob or something?
Or you stole some money
or k*lled somebody?
Come on.
You're serious?
Oh my God. What is that?
- It was a knife.
- Who did that to you?
- My ex-husband.
- He's in jail rotting
right now, right?
- No.
He tried to k*ll me,
so I escaped.
- Baby, baby, baby,
listen listen.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry you
had to go through that.
You don't deserve to have
something like that happen to
you.
- I didn't wanna lie anymore.
I've been lied to my whole life,
and uh,
I don't wanna be like them.
- I know. I know, okay.
Listen.
You with me now. You're safe.
No one's ever gonna hurt
you, ever again. I promise.
- I believe you.
I believe you.
(lips smacking)
(Kayla crying)
(Morris exhaling)
- All right, I'm heading out.
(dog barking)
- I really appreciate you
telling me your story last
night.
You're a beautiful woman that
deserves to be treated right.
I'll see you later.
Morris.
(Kayla laughing)
- Are you sure?
Send me a picture.
I just got it.
I'm gonna call you back.
(David screaming)
(soft jazz music)
(phone ringing)
- [Kayla] Hey, Handsome.
- [Morris] I can't stop
thinking about you.
- Same here.
- Am I gonna see you
later tonight?
- Mm, let me think about it.
- Let you think about it,
okay. Here's my drums.
(Morris imitates drumroll)
(Kayla laughing)
- Okay, okay, you can come over.
- Yeah, that's what I'm
talking about.
Listen, how about I
bring some food and wine?
We can have a romantic dinner
and watch something scary.
How's that sound?
- I might just have some
dessert for you.
- Oh, really?
Damn, I can't wait.
- Okay, well, I have to go.
I have some things I need
to take care of.
I need to go to the
store to get a few things
before my cousin comes
home tomorrow.
- That sounds good. Sounds good.
Hey, I'm gonna finish the job
but I'll see you around ...
- Eight PM?
- Eight PM it is then.
- Hey.
One more thing.
- Yeah, what's up?
- I'm happy you're part
of my life. Thank you.
- Wow, I wasn't expecting
you to say that.
Well, you're very welcome.
- Bye.
- Okay, I'll talk to you later.
Bye.
You know, I should be
charging your a*s double.
(dramatic music)
(money thudding)
- I put a little something
extra in there for you.
So tell me,
is anybody else living with
her, or coming to see her?
- She said she's renting
a room from her cousin,
but I never see
anybody else there.
- Good.
- You know, I should be
giving you a discount.
- Why's that?
- For a woman that just
left her husband,
she definitely wasn't shy
about having sex with
somebody new.
I see why you went crazy
over that b*tch.
Big old freak.
Oh, man, she does things
that, well, you know (laughs).
She does this thing
with her mouth.
Man, it's just, whew. I
could hardly contain myself.
I get crazy when I
think about it.
(g*n firing)
(Morris groaning)
- Don't disrespect
my wife again.
- You m*therf*cker (gasps).
(elbow striking)
(Morris groaning)
You can't sh**t me, you mother.
Come on, you can't sh**t me.
- Oh really?
Why's that?
(g*n clicking)
(soft dramatic music)
- Because I'm a cop.
You son of a b*tch.
- Not anymore.
(Morris groaning)
(silenced g*n firing)
(suspenseful music)
(soft suspenseful music)
(music stopping)
(soft music)
(latch clicking)
(latch clicking)
- Her paintings.
(water running)
(book thudding)
(suspenseful music)
Home sweet home (laughs).
Can't escape me, my love.
(dramatic music)
(water running)
(dramatic music)
(water running)
(water draining)
- [Kayla] Morris, baby,
is that you?
The food smells good.
(soft suspenseful music)
- Forever and a day.
Remember.
Yeah.
Pearls.
Your favorite.
Never forget.
(David whispering)
You think you can run
away from me,
and I wouldn't find you?
We're connected.
You know that.
Til death do us part.
Remember?
(soft dramatic music)
Smell you.
(soft dramatic music)
(David whispering)
(David groaning)
(David groaning)
(David groaning)
k*ll you. I'll k*ll you!
(David groaning)
You little b*tch!
(David groaning)
(g*n clicking)
You thought I wouldn't find you?
You thought you could
run from me?
You're my wife.
(Kayla spitting)
(soft suspenseful music)
(Kayla moaning)
Yeah.
Til death
do us part.
I knew you was alive.
Forever and a day.
Remember?
(hammer striking)
b*tch!
(soft suspenseful music)
- [Operator] 911, state
your emergency.
- Help, I have an intruder
in my home trying to k*ll me.
- [Operator] Where is
the intruder?
Is he by himself?
Can you see him?
(Kayla whimpering)
- I need help.
- I am dispatching a
officer to your location.
Please try and find a
place to hide.
Officers are on their way.
- [David] Kayla, put
the g*n down.
- [Operator] Ma'am?
Ma'am?
(David laughing)
- You're not gonna sh**t me.
- Don't move.
- I love you, Kayla.
- I said don't f*ck' move.
- And you still love me.
Forever and a day, remember?
(soft suspenseful music)
You're mine.
Do you hear that?
You're mine!
(g*n firing)
(soft suspenseful music)
(music stopping)
- Thank you. That's all, Kayla.
- Excuse me, Detective.
- We're done here. I
have everything I need.
- No no, one moment.
We are not done yet.
- Actually, partner,
we are. And so are you.
- What the hell are you
talking about?
- You know, you should
keep better track
of your officers, sir.
And I bet you when we
go through this phone,
we're gonna find some
interesting conversations
between you and Officer Morris.
And with David.
- This isn't over with.
Do you hear me?
- Get yo a*s up outta here.
- [Officer] Detective Wayans,
the chief wants to
speak with you.
- This some bullshit.
(soft music)
(handcuffs clicking)
(soft music)
(Crystal laughing)
- Finally free.
- Free at last.
- I love you, Cousin.
- I know, but I love you too.
- And please tell auntie I'm
so sorry about her house.
- Mm-mm, you gonna tell
her because she says
she gonna kick your a*s
when she see you.
- It's okay, I'll just give
her one of my paintings.
You know, she loves
my paintings.
- This is true. This is true.
- So you're cooking tonight,
right?
- Hell no, it's your turn.
And you washing the dishes.
- What?
- Yes.
- All right, I got it.
(Crystal laughing)
- Come on.
(soft dramatic music)
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