You like hittin' women, b*tch?!
You like hittin' women, b*tch?!
[Zac] Previously onZatima.
[Zac] Huh?!
p*ssy?!
Ooh, you got a bald spot,
you know that?
[Connie] No, ah!
Zac, what is this?
Please, tell me this is
not Jeremiah.
[heart monitor beeping]
-That's not good.
-That's Jeremiah's room.
[Officer Johnson] Zachary
Taylor?
-And what do you want with him?
-I got it, man.
What's up, what's up?
You're under arrest for
the m*rder of Jeremiah Page.
-Watch it, hold on, hold on.
-What?!
-Stop resisting!
-I'm not.
Put your hands behind your back.
f*ck.
What?!
sh*t!
[Officer Johnson] You're under
arrest for
the m*rder of Jeremiah Page.
-Zac...
-Damn.
-Zac, just...
-Aight, aight.
-Go.
-Ma'am, stay back!
-I'm not...
-Yo, watch that, man...
No, no, no, Officer, listen!
You got the wrong one!
-What?
-Listen, it was me that called,
but not to have him arrested!
Deja, this is not the time
for your sh*t!
No, it wasn't
the motherfuckin' time
when you decided to go to
my house and bust up my sh*t!
Look, I don't have time for
your bullshit today, okay?!
Officer, you see?!
She's threatenin' me!
Ma'am, that's a civil matter.
A civil matter?!
It wasn't civil when she tore
my house up!
-Ma'am, please!
-[Fatima] Deja, shut up!
-Ma'am...
-Damn!
[Fatima] Seriously?
No, ain't no seriously.
I'm so sick of your sh*t!
Well, I'm sick of your sh*t!
What the f*ck did he even do?!
-No, it, no.
-b*tch, just...
Don't worry about it,
don't worry about it.
'Cause they finna come back for
you.
-Don't worry.
-Deja, take your a*s
in the house.
-[Deja] And I won't!
-And you will.
Officers, look, spin the block,
drop him off,
-then come back and get her.
-Deja, shut up!
No, you shut up,
because you didn't have to
-tear my motherfuckin' house--
-Look, I'm sick of your sh*t!
And I'm sick of your sh*t!
'Cause go in my house right now!
-My sh*t's all f*cked up!
-I don't give a f*ck, Deja!
-Well, I do!
-I don't!
-Come get her!
-Take your a*s in the house!
[Deja] No, you take your a*s!
You can't just go in my house...
I'm sick of your sh*t, Deja!
I am!
I am!
This is not the f*ck' hood!
Well, you sure act like it is!
Shut the f*ck up, Deja!
[Deja sighing aggressively]
♪ Love ain't perfect
♪ But we still work it
♪ May not be what we see on TV,
but it's damn sure worth it ♪
♪ Uh-huh, love ain't perfect
♪ But we still work it
♪ Don't gotta be what
we see on IG ♪
♪ 'Cause we still worth it
♪ Uh-huh
♪ Yeah, yeah
♪ Yeah
♪ Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo,
doo, doo, doo ♪
♪ We still worth it
[ominous music]
So...
[door slamming]
[Officer Johnson] You wanna tell
us what happened?
[ominous music]
I got nothin' to say.
He was your brother.
I said I got nothin' to say.
[Officer Johnson] Okay.
And I want a lawyer.
[Officer Johnson] Okay.
We can arrange that.
I don't need you to arrange
that.
So, you don't wanna tell us
why you k*lled your brother?
So, you just gonna keep talkin'
to me?
I'm tryin' to help you.
You tryin' to set me up.
[tense music]
You beat him to death.
What'd I say, bro?
[tense music]
There's plenty of witnesses,
too.
Some of 'em even filmed it.
Man...
[Officer Johnson] You proud of
yourself?
Go to hell.
No, buddy, that's where you're
goin'.
For life.
I've been there my whole life.
So, bring it.
What would your mother say?
What?
Your mother, your father?
What would they say?
They'd say suck my d*ck, p*ssy.
How 'bout that?
Don't say sh*t about my mother.
Well, you killin' your brother.
[tense music]
Yo, you...
I got nothin' to say.
You might wanna get outta here.
Oh, so you gon' beat me up, too,
now?
How 'bout you take
these cuffs off
and see what I can do?
Oh, you real, real angry, huh?
f*ck you.
No.
That's what you did to yourself.
[tense music]
Okay.
I'm good.
[tense music]
We're done here.
We never started here.
You gon' be in here for
a long time.
[ominous music]
[Officer Johnson chuckling]
[ominous music]
[door slamming]
[knocking on door]
Who is it?!
[Nathan] Nathan!
This n*gga better have
my damn money, I swear.
[serious music]
[Belinda] Okay.
-Hey.
-[Belinda] "Hey", my a*s.
What the hell you want, Nathan?
Come on, Belinda.
It was a long night.
I don't care about you havin' no
long night.
Did you get my rent money
from that n*gga?
He's in the hospital!
-That's sad.
-[Nathan] Yeah.
Boo-hoo.
Anyway...
You still ain't picked up
the shelf?
Are you serious?!
[Nathan] What?
You and your friends came up in
here, tearin' my sh*t up,
and you worried about if I
picked the shelf up!
I haven't picked up sh*t!
-My bad, I just...
-[Belinda] Yeah.
I'm just, I'm surprised it's
still there.
You been at the hospital
with crackheads.
He, he's a heroin addict.
Okay?
I do not care what this n*gga
drug of choice is, Nathan.
Do you have my rent money?
He didn't have it on him.
Okay.
Well, you got a problem.
Why is that?
'Cause you brought his a*s here!
I know, Belinda.
-Damn.
-So, you just figure this out!
You gotta pay my rent.
Look, I'mma figure somethin'
out.
We gon' pay the rent!
You better.
sh*t, I been stayin' here
a long time.
My landlord don't play all
them broke-a*s, day-late,
dollar-short-a*s games.
He's not gon' put you out
tomorrow, okay?
We gon' figure it out.
Just chill.
Chill, that's, that's why
I can't be f*ck' with n*gg*s
who ain't got sh*t.
This ain't nothin' to you, huh?
-Anyway...
-[Belinda] Anyway...
Like I said, we gon' get
the rent.
We'll be fine, aight?
Look at my damn house.
I know, I know.
I was gon' come back and
help you,
but I was at the hospital
until late!
Did Zac beat his a*s that bad?
Yeah, he's in pretty bad shape.
Mm, that's what he get.
Anyway, I don't give a damn
about none of that.
No hospital,
whether he do heroin, crack.
I couldn't give a damn.
All I know is that I need
my rent money.
Damn, so you don't care about
him at all?
Hell no!
Why would I care about him?!
This n*gga came here
stealin' my sh*t!
Look, you need help, alright?
That's messed up.
Okay, well, you need to help me
pay the rent.
I said I'mma figure it out!
Who the hell is you hollerin'
at?!
You know what?!
I'mma put your a*s in
the hospital too,
since you wanna be in here
talkin' to me crazy!
-[Nathan] You trippin'.
-Talkin', yeah, I'm trippin'!
-You trippin' hard.
-[Belinda] Yeah, I'm trippin'!
You know what?
I'mma figure this out.
[Belinda] Yeah, you figure
it out!
-Watch that.
-Get your a*s out my house!
-Damn.
-[Belinda] sh*t.
n*gga be trippin' with no
luggage.
[serious music]
Sick of his a*s.
sh*t up.
[serious music]
[police sirens wailing]
[phone buzzing]
Hello?
[Director Smith] Hi, um...
I'm looking for Mr. Taylor.
Who's calling?
[Director Smith] Sorry.
This is, uh, Director Smith with
funeral home.
Can I help you?
We have everything for
the services ready.
Yeah, um...
[Director Smith] Uh, but I got
a message that, um...
We might need to move the date.
Okay, well, um...
'Til when?
[serious music]
I don't even know.
Okay.
Is there somethin' you guys can
even do?
Well, yes, but that can be
very expensive, but...
[Fatima] You know, look.
I don't have time for
this bullshit, okay?
-I'm sorry?
-[Fatima] No, I'm serious.
I am stressed out,
and I'm tired of your games.
Look, the woman is dead, okay?
So, stop with all this
"money, money, money" talk.
Well, ma'am, we are a business.
Just give me an amount.
How much is it gonna be?
Well, we will need you to
tell us
how much longer you want us
to hold the body.
Can you just give me the amount
for a two-week hold?
Well, if you want us to hold
the body for that long,
there can be...
Don't you dare...
[serious music]
Don't you dare say "money".
Why don't you call me back when
you're in a better place
to discuss?
You know what?
I'll do that.
[serious music]
Fatima...
Girl, I...
I can't.
Sorry.
Gosh, I just...
Is he dead?
Yes.
Zac k*lled him.
Girl, they are saying that
he beat him to death.
sh*t, girl...
I tried to warn Zac, I did.
I told him.
You did, you did.
And now he is in here for
m*rder.
[serious music]
[Angela] sh*t.
Oh, God.
Angela, his own brother!
I know, girl...
I just...
I wish we would've...
Listen, I don't know what to do.
There's nothing you can do.
I told him that...
I wasn't coming up here,
and I wasn't gonna call him,
and look at me.
What am I doin'?
Sittin' up here like
a damn fool.
You're not a fool, Fatima.
Then what is it, Angela?
You love him.
I do, but, damn, like...
Can't catch a break.
[Angela] I know.
But maybe we can call one of
the lawyers at the firm?
None of them are
criminal lawyers.
-Right.
-[Fatima] Yeah.
I mean, I...
I wanna see him, but...
[Angela] Wait...
They won't let you see him?
I tried to call one of
my lawyer friends
to get me back there and
talk to him,
at least get a criminal lawyer.
It's just...
[Angela] Right.
[serious music]
[Fatima] I just...
Fatima?
Hm?
There's somethin' else.
Angela...
I...
It's really, really bad.
I don't know how much more
I can take, Angela.
What is it?
[serious music]
There's a video.
Of what?
Of Zac beating Jeremiah.
Angela, are you serious?
No, uh, do you wanna see it?
-No, no, I don't, no.
-Right, um...
God.
[serious music]
Angela, why wouldn't he just
listen?
I don't know, and I really wish
he did.
-I'm sorry.
-I don't know what I'mma do.
I know, girl.
I'm sorry.
[serious music]
Fatima, are you okay?
Maybe I should grab you some
water or somethin'.
I'm fine.
No, um, I'mma get you
some water, okay?
Okay.
[serious music]
Hey.
[Bryce] Hey.
Is Zac here?
No, not yet.
Uh, uh, I've been waitin'.
[phone ringing]
Damn.
Yeah, I know, I know.
You know, we are never gonna get
these contracts signed.
No, I mean...
I, I wouldn't worry about it,
you know?
We have the money from you,
and, uh,
I signed it, you signed it,
and we'll get Zac to sign it.
Look, before we get into
all that,
we've all gotta talk first.
Absolutely.
Um...
Preston, I just...
I need you to know that
whatever you need me to do,
I'll do it.
Okay.
[Bryce] Okay.
[serious music]
Where is he?
I don't know, man.
[serious music]
You know, he's gotta stop doin'
this.
Doin' what?
Gettin' lost like this.
Yeah.
How'd it go last night?
With Dr. Reid?
[Bryce] Yeah.
I don't know.
I left when he got there,
I figured I'd let them sit
and talk it out.
Mm, okay.
And, and you, did, did you talk
to him?
I haven't talked to him since.
I'm sure he's just still
processing all that.
[Preston] Maybe.
But look, we got a deal we gotta
get done.
-[Bryce] Yeah.
-I'm just...
I'm gonna head on over there.
You don't think you should call
him first?
I've been callin' all morning.
I haven't even gotten an answer
yet.
Okay, um, do you want me to
come?
[tense music]
And make this whole situation
even harder?
That's a, yeah,
that's a good point.
Okay, um, cool.
I'll, I'll wait here, and, uh...
Yeah, that sounds like
a good idea.
I'm gonna head out.
Look, I'll see you later.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I'll see you later.
Let me know if you need
anything.
-Got you.
-[Bryce] Okay.
[laidback trap beat]
[door slamming]
He's not there.
Deja, don't you have a job?
What are you talkin' about?
I mean, you're always here.
Yes, I have a job.
So, when do you go to it?
I work nights.
Oh.
Yeah, that's right.
Yeah, that's right.
Well, look, Zac's not here.
Do you know where he went?
To jail.
What?
Yeah, for killin' somebody named
Jeremiah.
Wait, whoa, whoa, whoa...
-You've got to be kidding me.
-Yeah, and that b*tch is next.
They gon' come get his b*tch,
too.
What, what jail?
"What jail?"
What, what you gon' do?
You gon' go down there and
Mighty Morphin' Power Ranger
your a*s over there
and try to break him out?
No.
I just wanna know what's
goin' on.
Look, honestly, that,
that's all I know.
That's all I know.
This is crazy.
Jeremiah is his brother.
What?!
Oh, sh*t!
-He...
-What?!
He k*lled his brother?!
That's what you just said!
Oh no, that ain't what I said,
that's what the police said!
Don't put that on me!
This, this is crazy.
Oh my gosh, yo, he gon' be in
there forever?
You think I'll finally be able
to live rent-free now?
[chuckling]
'Cause this rent is high.
Zac?
I ain't know Zac was a k*ller!
Damn!
[serious music]
[door closing]
[Preston] Hello?
Hey.
Fatima, it's Preston.
[Fatima] I know it is.
Hey, what's this I hear about
Zac bein' in jail?
Yeah.
[Preston] For his brother?
Yeah, that's right.
You've gotta be kidding me.
I wish I was, Preston.
Which jail?
Look, there's nothin' you can do
right now, okay?
Can I at least see him?
I'm actually here waiting for
a lawyer to get me back there,
so I can see him.
Great, hey, look,
will they let me in?
Preston, look, look, just...
Can you just let me handle this?
Yeah, you're right, Fatima.
Look, I'm sorry.
No, I'm, I'm sorry, Preston.
I, I know you're just worried
about Zac.
[Preston] Yeah, I am.
Well, I'll keep you posted?
[Preston] Thanks.
[Fatima] Alright, bye.
Girl, I walked right past
the vending machine.
Thank you, girl.
[Angela] No problem.
Um, who was that?
That was Preston.
One of Zac's friends
checkin' on him.
Man, if only Zac knew
how many people love and care
about him...
Maybe he wouldn't have done
all this crazy stuff.
I don't know, Angela.
I don't.
Yeah.
I wish we both knew.
Just...
[emotional music]
I don't know what I'mma do.
[emotional music]
Yeah, I know.
I really, really don't.
Look, we can just take it
one day at a time.
Yeah?
Yeah.
[emotional music]
sh*t.
What is it?
Nothin', it's just Bryce.
You know what?
Preston probably called
and told him.
Right.
-[Fatima] Yeah.
-Yeah.
[emotional music]
So, you not gon' answer it?
No.
I'll talk to him later.
I'm with you.
Girl, you might as well.
It's fine.
Fatima, no.
[emotional music]
Angela, thank you for bein'
here.
-Seriously.
-Of course.
You know I always got you.
-Okay?
-I know.
Thank you.
[emotional music]
[upbeat music]
Yo.
Hey.
I've been calling you, man.
Oh yeah, man, I was at
the hospital all night.
I ain't have no service.
Hold up, so you stayed there
all night at the hospital
for Jeremiah?
Yeah.
Bullshit.
[Nathan] What?
Look at your phone.
Tell me specifically how long
you stayed there.
Man...
It was, like, 45 minutes.
You see what I'm talkin' about?
Well, I'm just sayin', look,
man, I, you know,
I couldn't see him laid up all
like that all night.
And plus, I was tryin' to run
his pockets
see if he had that money he
stole from Belinda.
Okay, well, did he?
Not a dime.
[Tony] Damn, bro.
Well, I know Belinda's gonna be
pissed, man.
Bro, you have no idea.
She been callin' me.
Trust me, a woman like that,
I could imagine.
Hm, you know, speakin' of
that...
Mind if I, uh, get my spot back
on the couch?
Don't be rough on your boy.
Yo, come on, man.
I can't keep babying you
like that, man.
You really gotta
get your sh*t together, bruh.
Yeah, I will.
I will.
♪ I know it's somethin' real
Aight, well...
If you promise that you'll try
to make an effort,
-then you know you good.
-Yeah, yeah.
-[Tony] I got you.
-I, I, I appreciate it.
Thank you, man.
What, what the doctor say?
[Nathan] Oh, I don't know.
Alright, well, was Connie there?
Oh, yeah, now, she was there.
She stayed all night.
Oh, okay, okay.
So, I'mma hit her up later,
then.
Yeah, yeah, she's at home,
she wanted to get some sleep.
She seemed tired, you know?
Yeah, she been tired a lot
recently.
Hm.
Alright, I'll hit her up.
Man, my dog, Zac...
Brother, he, he was on one.
Bruh, I know, I was there.
My dog was just, "Huh, huh, huh,
huh, huh."
Yo, he lost it completely.
Yo, yo, so, what happened, man?
What'd he do?
Uh, nothin'.
[Nathan] Mm-mm, mm-mm.
I heard that Zac caught up with
Jeremiah.
-[Nathan] What, I...
-See, I should've known
you would've heard somethin'.
Look at this, it's already on
social media.
-[Nathan] Hold up, what?
-Hold up, they posted a video?
Man, they gon' post everything
on social media.
Oh, no, man, no, see, that sh*t
got a slant on it, Tyrone.
That bad, huh?
Watch how he throw that around
like a fella, though.
[All] Ooh...
-[Tony] Aw, man.
-sh*t, man.
[Nathan] I tried to get, um,
I slipped
tryin' to get his grip,
he elbowed me, man.
-That's me losin' my grip.
-Wow.
[Tyrone] Well, you gon' get your
a*s beat up
every time you put your hands
up.
-[Tony] Right?
-Uh-huh.
-You know I can fight.
-Well, they know
you can't fight now.
You know I can, though.
You taught me how to fight.
Are we lookin' at
the same video?
-Man...
-'Cause this done look like
he can fight. You getting you're
a*s mopped.
-Wow.
-Oh, nuh-uh, no, no, no,
you be slow to speak, 'cause
look at you, look at this.
Your a*s gettin' beat up
-in slow motion.
-Damn!
Why he kick you in the chest?
Like, I ain't seen...
No, no, see what happened,
I tripped on that curb.
See, my foot got stuck.
I'm tryin' to know why you
fightin' in, uh, windmill style.
Throw a punch.
Man, you a grown-a*s man.
-[Tony] You know what?
-[Tyrone] All y'all fightin'
like two b*tches with no arms.
You know what?
We ain't got time for this.
Look, I know he regret that sh*t
now, though.
Zac don't regret nothin'.
sh*t, he better, 'cause his a*s
lookin' at a life sentence.
-What?
-[Nathan] What?
What, what are you talkin'
about?
[Tyrone] Y'all ain't heard?
Heard what?
Man, Zac went to jail for
m*rder.
♪ This time, only you can...
For m*rder.
Whoa, why?
How?
-[Nathan] What?
-What?
Hold on, you're tellin' me
Jeremiah actually died?
Yeah!
He outta there.
Outta there.
Whoa, sh*t, oh...
[Tyrone] Jeremiah's in
the upper room now. [chuckling]
He's at the tree of life.
Mr. Tyrone, no, no, man.
That's...
-[Tony] Nah.
-That's our boy.
Uh, can we bow our heads now?
-Father, Son, Holy Spirit...
-[Nathan] Man, what?!
-Mr., Mr. Tyrone!
-Bow your head, man.
What, y'all don't go to church?
[Nathan] This ain't the time
to do that.
We need to go get Zac.
We need to figure this out.
Well, he in jail right now.
What, you gon' go break him out?
[serious music]
[police sirens wailing]
Hi.
[Zac] Who are you?
I'm Donna Tinsley.
I'm your lawyer.
Who sent you?
Fatima.
Okay.
You should know,
I'm not a criminal lawyer.
Is she out there?
Yes, I wanted to make sure
you wanted to see her.
Yeah.
Okay, just a sec.
[Donna clearing throat]
[emotional music]
Thank you.
-This is, um...
-She told me.
And I told him that I'm not
a criminal lawyer.
So, what I gotta do?
[Donna] I'm just here...
To get me in here
so that I can talk to you.
[Donna] Why don't I make
some phone calls
and see if I can get you
some help?
[Zac] Right, yeah.
Thank you.
I don't have to tell you
how serious this is.
We are aware.
Look, all I need is one juror.
One.
[Donna] Well, if we do go to
trial,
we can go for a jury
nullification strategy.
Yeah, we're,
we're not goin' to trial.
[ominous music]
Okay.
[ominous music]
[Fatima] Thank you.
[ominous music]
No court?
You're that mad?
[ominous music]
Was it worth it?
[ominous music]
Come on, Fatima, that's...
No, Zac, that's all
I wanna know.
Was it worth it?
[ominous music]
Why are you doin' this?
Because I asked you not to do
this!
[ominous music]
I know.
[ominous music]
You know.
[ominous music]
Zac, you don't even feel bad
for this.
About him?
Yes, and what you did!
He shouldn't have touched you.
Okay, so, you standin' on that?
Zac, your brother is dead.
[ominous music]
I knew what the chances were,
and I did what I had to do
to protect my family.
So, I guess what we had
wasn't worth it?
Fatima, that's...
[Fatima] No, no, no, Zac,
it wasn't.
Because you literally
threw it all away.
How'd I throw it all away?
Zac, every bit of promise that
you made me,
you literally threw it all away!
What about the promise I made
to protect you?
Both of you?
That don't count?
What about that?
Zac, I was fine.
Okay.
Look, I, I didn't need you to
protect me from him!
Well, it's done.
It's done, okay.
So, so, that's it?
You got a better idea?
I'm in here now.
I ain't got nothin' else to do.
Yeah, but go to jail for life.
I'll get a lawyer.
Oh.
The jury'll understand.
Understand what, Zac?
That you beat your brother to
death?
Huh?
Look, all I need is one brother
to understand.
Yeah, okay.
You keep sayin' that.
Come on, please don't be mad.
Mad?
You think I'm mad?
I know you, Fatima.
I can see it.
[ominous music]
You know what?
I am mad.
I'm mad that you threw it all
away.
I'm mad that you let
your brother
come into our lives and
destroy it.
Yes, Zac.
That's not fair.
[ominous music]
It's not.
I...
I love you.
-I know, and I love you, too.
-No, no, no, Zac.
You didn't love me enough to
stop.
You didn't.
[ominous music]
You didn't love me enough
to even consider me.
[ominous music]
This ain't fair.
Talkin' about fair.
I was tryin' to protect
my family.
[serious music]
[Zac] What was I supposed to do?
[serious music]
Can you explain to me
what I was supposed to do?
Zac, you know what?
Stop.
Just stop.
No, I'm...
[serious music]
I have put up with so much of
your sh*t.
Mm-hm.
[Fatima] So much of your sh*t.
Mm-hm.
And now you just want me to sit
through this?
All because you had somethin' to
prove?
No.
No, I'm, I'm not.
You can cry, do whatever.
I'm not doin' this.
I'm not.
I'm not.
So, what are you saying?
[tense music]
Just what I said, Zac.
I'm not doin' this.
Where you goin'?
So, you...?
[serious music]
You leavin'?
[serious music]
Zac, I...
I'm sorry.
[tense music]
I can't do this anymore.
I can't.
I have to think about this baby.
[tense music]
It's our baby.
Well, you should've thought
about that.
Fatima...
[tense music]
[mouths "Fatima"]
[tense music]
f*ck!
[tense music]
f*ck!
f*ck.
[Zac] Fatima!
[serious music]
[Zac] f*ck!
[serious music]
[music]
[upbeat music]
[music]
[music]
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