Repay It in Blood (2026)

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(pensive music) (chimes twinkling)

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(vehicles whirring)

[Larissa] It wasn't even

me that took that long.

- It was really Mari.

- No, it wasn't.

I don't know who was

it, but I'll tell you what,

we shoulda had sons.

[Angel] Mm.

Because 12 hours to

get ready is ridiculous.

I- I swear the Lord has got it out for me.

[Angel] Hey, I did all the work, so.

(Luis and Angel laughing)

[Larissa] But now we're stopping,

so who's really making

us lay for Mami's party?

[Angel] Right?

[Luis] We know what Mami want, Mami get.

[Angel] Exactly.

Yeah, y'all want any chips or anything?

No.

Well, me and Jamie are coming with you.

Okay, sweetie. Come on, you come with me.

(door clicks) (Luis groans)

All right, kiddos. Come on, let's go.

Go on then, daddy's girl.

Ah. (Chuckling)

(door clicks) (bell dinging)

- Hey, how's everybody going?

- All right.

Lemme know if you need anything.

- Yes, ma'am.

- All right.

Did you see her stick

the middle finger at me?

(Angel chuckles)

I did not see it.

Hey, (speaking indistinctly)

There's the chips right there.

(bags crackling) (feet clacking)

Mom, you look beautiful tonight.

Are you excited?

Thank you, baby.

Yes. I'm so excited.

Mami, did you always wear wigs

like you do now back in the day?

Girl, not back in the day.

You better watch your

mouth. I am not that old.

But your mama has always been the sh*t.

How you think I bagged

that fine man y'all call Daddy?

[Siblings] Bagged?

Ladies, look, confidence

doesn't care about the color

of your eyes or what you're

wearing or how your hair looks.

Self-confidence is what produces the woman.

Everything else, that's just a bonus.

Yeah, whatever.

Just don't ever lemme

hear you say bagged again.

Please.

(Angel chuckles)

(unsettling music) (ground crackling)

(lock clicks)

Um, you good, Mami?

Yeah, um, just trying to be careful.

And your father needs to hurry up.

[Speaker] Like seriously though.

Empty the m*therf*cking

register, b*tch. Come on!

Yo, go check the back. Go, go!

[Cashier] I'm trying. I'm trying.

Come on, b*tch!

- Here.

- $200?

That's it, where's-where's the rest of it?

That's all there is.

That's all there is.

- What the f*ck you doing?

- Hey, easy

Put your f*cking hands down.

Don't hurt us, man.

Let my baby, go, please.

Where's the safe?

The safe is in the back,

but only the owner knows the code.

b*tch, don't play with me!

I'm serious. I don't know the code.

Damn! Punk-a*s b*tch.

(g*n fires) (cashier whimpers)

I swear sometimes you

really act like you're adopted.

Maybe I am and they haven't told us.

I mean, look at my

complexion compared to y'all's

Girl, (scoffs) wait, it could be.

Ma, you got some secrets you keeping?

Sh, be quiet. Y'all hear that?

(unsettling music)

[Siblings] Hear what?

[Robber] All right, let's

get the f*ck outta here, man!

- f*ck that.

- Yo!

(unsettling music)

Come on, n*gga. Let's go, man.

(door clicks) (bell dinging)

(feet clacking)

(door thuds) (suspenseful music)

Oh my God, Luis and

the kids. Somebody call 911!

Mom? (Whimpering)

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

(people chattering)

Thank you all for being here.

Today is Naledi's anniversary.

And we sat

and heard a non-guilty verdict

for those two individuals

that took our baby's life.

But I swear I will do

everything in my power

to get justice for our baby.

Thank you, Luis.

Now, everybody, please

stand and join hands for prayer.

(pastor clears throat)

Father God, we come to

You today with heavy hearts,

though a day may seem like an eternity

when a loved one is lost.

So he asks that You heal

and strengthen us as we continue to fight

for justice for Naledi on her behalf.

Oh, (speaking in a foreign language).

Oh, I feel a spirit coming on right now.

Oh, I feel the hooping coming on right now.

Oh, Father God, Jesus, yo.

Hey, I tell the family, ha,

that in this time, ha,

that they're gonna be all right, ha.

I keep telling you, ha

that though she may not

be here right now though, ha,

that we'll see her later though, ha.

'Cause she may be

absent in the presence, ha

and gone in the physical, ha,

but she's up there with you, Lord.

And one day we will see her again, ha.

And in the good word, ha,

of Kendrick Lamar, ha,

everything, ha, is gonna be, ha,

All right

Ha, ooh, Jesus Lord.

And the church say, ha,

y'all supposed to say it with me now, hey.

And the church say, ha.

- Amen.

- Amen.

- Hey, Jesus, ooh.

- Amen.

(applauds) Oh.

(somber music)

(door clicks)

(Angel sobbing)

What's going on, baby?

When will we ever get justice, huh?

Two years from now, 5, 25?

Those b*stards got off today.

(people chattering)

You good, sis?

And to make it worse,

it's like you don't remember,

or you don't f*cking care.

I don't f*cking care?

Do you not f*cking remember this sh*t, huh?

Again, ever since Naledi,

that's all they do is argue.

Enough is enough.

I wear these scars every f*cking day.

I wake up and go to sleep

with the vision of our

daughter dying right next to me.

Don't you ever f*cking say

that outta your mouth again.

Parents, we have guests,

can you guys please not do this right now?

Mija, we're fine. Close the door.

(door thuds)

(people chattering)

She blames Papi for Ledi's death.

No, it's-I think it's just

still her way of mourning.

Then she needs to go

see a f*cking therapist.

I know that Santeria is

a-a big part of your culture,

but you've been praying to

them f*cking saints for years

and they ain't done sh*t!

(speaking in Spanish)

Shut your f*cking mouth.

Just because it's not going your way,

doesn't mean it's not working.

I tell you what, well, either

you or them do something,

because if you don't, I will!

(door clicks)

(people chattering)

I'll go check on her.

(people chattering)

Papi, you okay?

You want a drink?

(speaking in Spanish) Just, yeah.

Please, just been getting these headaches.

You know, baby, no one

really knows how one feels

and reacts, you know, when we're grieving.

Yeah, but that doesn't give her

an excuse to be mean to you, Papi.

(speaking in Spanish) baby, look,

she's dealing with a lot too.

If you say so.

You know, Naledi said you always been

that firecracker, hey?

I get it from you, Papi.

Hey baby. That's why you're

gonna do great in law school.

Oh, baby, why you look at me like that?

Hey, we're gonna be fine

and you're gonna be fine too.

Okay, but, Papi, what about Maritza?

Why you worried about

Mari, my little wildflower?

Come on, you know she's

living her best life right now.

She gonna be all right.

Exactly. This is Mari we talking about.

That's true sweetheart, but, look,

I'll worry about your sister

and you focus on being

the best damn prosecutor

Houston has ever seen.

(people chattering)

I hope when y'all do this next year,

y'all don't do it with that pastor,

'cause one more ha, and I'd been hot.

(Angel laughing)

Oh my God. You are such a mess.

I needed that, man. Oh my God.

I bet you did.

Oh, Mari, lighten up.

You don't really need that drink either.

Do you think Mami's proud of me?

Of course, baby. Of

course she's proud of you.

I mean, you're following in her footsteps.

Why would you say that?

I don't know. It's just a feeling.

You know, sweetheart, as parents,

we always want our kids

to succeed better than us.

And you're achieving

that. We're proud of you.

Now the only thing would be if you

and your sister could speak Spanish instead

of understanding, then we'll be all good.

Papi, okay, okay. Okay.

(Luis and Larissa chuckling)

- Love you, baby.

- I love you too, Papi.

(people chattering)

She used to be a good girl

But now she done changed

Oh now she feelin' herself

Oh yeah she stuck in her ways

But who was there when you needed

Hello?

Hey, congratulations, b*tch.

I just saw you on the news.

Ain't this like your fifth

guilty verdict this year?

(chuckles) It's like my

eighth. But who's counting?

Well, excuse me then, Ms. Big prosecutor,

just set me straight.

I know those attorneys

hate to see you coming.

And do. (Chuckles)

(chuckles) So when are we celebrating?

Uh, you tell me?

You the one that's busting 12-hour shifts,

miss charge nurse.

Ah, right, right. Girl,

you see me. (Chuckles)

I been seeing you.

Look, it's only been two years

since you've been outta nursing school

and you already in charge.

That's big sh*t.

Uh, tough, 'cause who sister am I?

I mean, I know I always ran the 440

and you always did the 100-yard dash,

but we always been on the same track, girl.

(chuckles) Damn right we have.

(sighs) All right girl,

enough of all this mushy sh*t.

I'll hit you later.

All right, boo.

(sighs) Oh man.

I will never leave the past behind

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(ambient music)

Baby we gonna do it till we get it right

Your body on my menu, that's my appetite

I'ma listen what you gotta say

I just wanna slide up in dat lane

Baby we gonna do it till we get it right

Your body on my menu, that's my appetite

I'ma listen what you gotta say

I'm just try in to slide up in dat lane

Uh, I just wanna slide up in dat lane

Uh, I just wanna beat up

Touring through the

city with the roof down

You can even smell it when we blaze

Looking at the stars and she amaze

She amaze Tryin' to

She ain't even phased Even phased

I got it, it won't be easy

Look, that's just the

way that she was raised

She been raised

Inside you Inside you

Ain't got no time

if you ain't got dollars

I'ma listen what you gotta say

Night is young, baby,

let me know the play

Baby, we gonna do it till we get it right

Your body on my menu, that's my appetite

I'ma listen what you gotta say

I just wanna - Another please.

Baby we gonna do it till we get it right

Your body on my menu, that's my appetite

Hey, Nadia, put it on my tab.

I'm just tryin' to slide up in that lane

Thank you. You didn't have to do that.

I wanted to.

Name is Kingston.

(lips smacking) And you?

Faretti.

Faretti, as in

wild and untamed?

(Larissa giggles)

Amongst other definitions, but yes.

Mm, well, I like wild and untamed.

I bet you do.

(Larissa chuckles)

I ain't gonna lie though.

I noticed you've been

coming here alone for weeks.

Why is that?

- So are you stalking me?

- I...

I wouldn't call it stalking,

but when a pretty girl like you

with eyes like that shows

up in a place like this,

one might wonder why.

Well, maybe for some of

the same reasons someone

like you would.

Hmm, maybe but

the difference here is I'm the manager.

(chuckles) Okay, Mr. Manager.

(Larissa giggles)

So tell me, are you looking

for a man, just having fun,

bored, or all the above?

Hmm, all the above.

As the saying goes,

I'm here for a good time

and not a long time, right?

Mm, well, since the world

is going to sh*t anyway,

why don't you let me show you a good time,

better than I can tell it?

I like the sound of that.

(Larissa and Kingston moaning and groaning)

Right there.

That's it, don't stop.

Ah, ah, ah, ah.

Damn, girl, is that what you

do to every n*gga you meet?

(Kingston and Larissa groaning)

I don't meet n*gg*s.

I hunt the men that I want.

Sassy, I like that sh*t.

I bet you do.

So is this the start of something

or one and done?

Mm, it's definitely the

start of something. (Chuckles)

Oh, I promise you the next time we meet,

it won't be like this.

I know it won't.

Ah, oh, what the f*ck, b*tch? Ah!

(Kingston whimpering) (unsettling music)

Ah, ah, ah, paralytic.

You only have a few moments before you,

you know. (Mimics cracking)

So let's cut right to the

chase, remember her?

Probably not.

10 years ago, you and your

boys ran into a liquor store

and opened fire on the innocent.

(Kingston whimpering)

Sh, you're too loud, baby.

Now you got away with it

and be living your best life.

But what I wanna know

is, who was the driver?

(Kingston gargling) (unsettling music)

f*ck, I guess I shoulda asked

you that before I stuck you?

Oh, well, too late.

(Kingston gasping)

Yeah.

Don't worry, hell won't be too lonely.

Company is coming for you, puta.

(lips smacking) (unsettling music)

(Larissa groans)

(ominous music)

(door clicks) (crickets croaking)

(feet clacking)

(door thuds)

(items rustling)

(feet clacking)

(unsettling music)

(vehicles whirring) (horns honk)

(people chattering) (dog barking)

[Character] What

happened to the other five that

was supposed to be here?

[Character] You were late.

[Character] I was late?

That's some bullshit.

- Made your lunch, baby.

Ah, thank you, baby.

(lips smacking)

Ah, so how'd you sleep?

(sighs) Baby, that

medicine the doctor gave me

be having me comatose.

I gotta call them and let them

know that sh*t ain't normal.

Oh yeah, 'cause if somebody rob us,

you gonna be the first to go.

(chuckles) No sh*t.

(Larissa chuckles)

Anyway, so, baby,

we've been at this for

about six months now.

Don't you think it's about time for us

to schedule a little meet

and greet for our families?

Don't start that. Okay?

I told you after the last

time everything went to sh*t,

you and I, baby steps.

(chuckles) And I respect that,

but I'm not your last dude.

My family's pretty cool.

If you ask me, I think

you hiding something.

Boy, please. Hiding what?

Like what are you even talking about?

Well, for starters, you're Latina,

and you don't speak a lick of Spanish.

That's suspect all by

itself, don't you think?

All right, calm down, okay?

'Cause first of all, I'm half Latina.

Secondly, a lot of Latinas

don't speak the language.

Yeah, whatever, I might wanna marry

your half Latina havin'-a*s

one day, but until then,

I would love to know

what I'm marrying into first.

Mm-hmm, yeah. Okay.

I'm sure you do.

What type of cases you have today?

Hmm, armed robbery, stolen cars,

and sadly more DV.

Oh my gosh, when is the

domestic violence gonna end?

You know what? Everybody

needs to go to f*cking therapy.

And what about you?

How many lame baby daddy cases you got?

A few, and I'm sure they're

gonna use every excuse

on why they don't need

to pay child support.

(TV beeps) (dramatic music)

The prominent club owner, Dante Johnson,

known to many as Kingston

was found behind this club,

17 on FM 1960.

There are no further developments

at this time. Back to you.

(TV croaks)

Damn, that's f*cked up.

What, you knew him?

Yeah, everybody does. I

mean, he a pretty cool dude.

I mean, he showed love to

everybody down at the club.

Dang, baby. I'm sorry.

What do you, um-what do

you think could a happened?

(scoffs) sh*t, ain't no telling, baby.

He was into a lot of sh*t.

Yeah, well, baby, I gotta go.

I'm about to have one of those days

because of this sh*t.

Okay. Have a good day.

All right, (lips smacking)

I'll talk to you later.

(feet clacking)

(suspenseful music)

(chair clacking)

(suspenseful music continues)

(mouse clicking)

(hands rustling) (chair creaking)

(printer whining and clicking)

(paper rustling) (suspenseful music)

Got your a*s now.

(paper crackling)

(bag slaps) (suspenseful music continues)

(vehicle whirring)

Man, I don't know why

you got me up in here.

We know little dude ain't mine.

You come in here with this polyester shirt

and you talking...

Nah, ain't nobody

got time for all this, girl.

Lets go, (indistinct) out here.

We gonna see.

- Say what?

- Listen.

Calm down.

I have the test results but I urge you both

to remain calm after I read them.

This is not a zoo.

I ain't the one doing none of this

Are we clear?

- Ah.

- Yes, Ma'am.

We good, all right? We good.

Thank you.

(folder crackling)

And the results read,

in the case of Prince Thomas Carter,

Thomas Maurice Carter is 99.9%

not the father.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, what, what, what, what?

What, what, what? (Chuckles)

Wait, hold on. Lemme see this.

Nah, nah, nah, nah, hold on.

Nine, nine nine, taking

over for the nine nine

Hoo-hoo, baby, I knew it.

That's beauti-that is so beautiful.

I knew it. I knew it.

- No, this is not right.

You the only person I've been with.

Now how is this negative?

No, I want a retest.

b*tch, what? (Scoffs)

This ain't Dollar General.

(chuckles) We are dealing

with the government, baby.

They don't make no mistakes, is I'm right?

He's correct.

(scoffs) Aw, if there be nothing else,

can I leave, please?

We're adjourned. You can go.

Thank you. (Chuckles)

Since we have clearly

proven that I ain't the daddy,

'cause that pullout game

Ah ah ah ah

Too strong, ah, you know,

I hope you find the baby daddy,

'cause it sure ain't me. (Chuckles)

(door thuds) (people chattering)

Listen, I don't know if that

was a blessing or a curse,

but if you wanna get him

retested, I can do that for you.

I would just need a list of his addresses

and hangout spots so I can have him served.

(vehicles whirring)

(crickets croaking)

Hola, Mami, mm, you got it smelling good.

What you got... Ow.

Beat it.

Dang. Okay.

How's he doing today?

Good, but you know it

can change in any minute.

Yeah, well, I'ma go in there

and sit with him until dinner's ready

since you don't want me in here with you.

That's right. Well, hello.

(keys rattling) (people

speaking indistinctly)

(keys rattling)

(speaking in Spanish) Papi.

(Luis speaking in Spanish)

(character speaking in Spanish)

Still watching "Teresa" again, huh?

You know, mija,

strength is in the woman's eye.

But anytime she shows that strength,

she shows power.

But first she must

be well-planned and

deliberate, remember that.

I know, Papi. You taught me well.

(Larissa chuckles)

So how is everything going?

(character speaking in Spanish)

As it should.

(speaking in Spanish) Good job, baby.

(dramatic music)

(crickets croaking)

So, ladies, I was thinking that in honor

of Naledi's year, we could... No.

(scoffs) You didn't even

let me get it all the way out.

Mami, we've done something every year

and nothing has changed.

That's exactly why I

wanna start this foundation,

for victims of g*n violence like Naledi.

And with what money exactly?

You ran through the savings, his 401k,

and Naledi's settlement.

I can borrow against

our insurance policies.

Absolutely not.

It's our insurance policies, Larissa.

Yes, that me and Mari

pay for, so the answer is no.

Look, I'm only letting you

guys know as a courtesy.

I can and I will do this

with or without y'all.

Yeah, you've been

doing a lot ever since Pap

(hand slaps)

Hey, look, y'all calm down.

Don't you ever in your

f*cking life disrespect me

like that again, especially

in front your father.

Baby, no, no.

I am sorry, Mami.

But I just think that we

should finally let Naledi rest.

Naledi won't rest until

those who are responsible

are either dead or in jail.

(chair clattering) (cutlery clinking)

(feet clacking) (suspenseful music)

(sighs) Oh, she actually wants

to take the money from their life insurance

that me and Mari pay for.

And you know she actually slapped me?

So what's the real reason, baby,

that she can't start a foundation?

(Larissa sighs)

She's careless with money.

She doesn't know anything

about running a business,

let alone a foundation.

That's the reason.

Okay, baby. So help her.

She gotta start somewhere.

She needs a team. And what

better person to do it than you?

(Larissa groans)

I dunno. I just don't have

a good feeling about it.

Mm, well, (lips smacking)

Give her (lips smacking)

the benefit of the doubt.

Maybe she'll surprise you.

I know, but

No but, I'm not

interested in that at all.

Just the butt you're about to give me.

- Mm. (Chuckles)

- Mm.

(lips smacking)

(dramatic music)

Lord Jesus, you are the highest,

and there is no spiritual power above You.

I hide in You, Lord.

You are my shelter.

Thank you for the saints

that you have assigned

to me, in Jesus' name, amen.

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music continues)

(door clicks and squeaks)

(suspenseful music)

(paper rustles and crackles)

(suspenseful music) (folder crackles)

(door creaks)

(tense music)

(feet clacking)

(tense music) (crickets croaking)

(money crackling)

(door knocking)

Yo, who the f*ck is that?

f*ck, man.

(g*n caulking)

(door clicks and creaks) (Thomas murmurs)

I wouldn't do that if I was you.

(suspenseful music) (door thuds)

Yeah, surprised to see me again.

(g*n thuds) (Thomas crashes)

(unsettling music)

Wake up.

Wake your a*s up, Thomas.

What?

Now I know you're probably wondering,

who is she?

What does she want?

Why me, blah blah blah, blah, blah.

But what I wanna know,

and the only W that's important is when?

When will my family get justice?

When will my sister rest?

When, when, when?

b*tch, what the f*ck are you doing here?

What do you even want?

(hand slaps) (Thomas groans)

Watch how you f*cking talking to me?

[Thomas] Hmm.

Now who was

with you 10 years ago with Kingston?

10 years ago?

b*tch, what the is you even talking about?

(unsettling music) (g*n pops)

(Thomas whimpers)

f*ck! (Grunting)

Call me another one and

I'll sh**t you in the other leg.

Now who was the driver?

Hmm, I don't know.

Lie again.

I don't

(g*n pops) (Thomas whimpers)

f*ck, f*ck you! (Grunting)

Baby, we can do this all night.

Liquor store 10 years ago, who and why?

(tense music)

(Thomas grunts)

(g*n clicks)

Aight, aight, aight, wait,

wait, wait a f*cking minute.

It was Paco, aight?

I ain't even know them

n*gg*s from... (sobs)

I didn't even know them

n*gg*s from that night, man.

(tense music)

So what, this some TikTok challenge?

Random n*gg*s get together,

rob and k*ll innocent people for fun?

(Larissa sighs)

That's f*cking rich.

That's how Paco operates, man.

He hires us to do a job,

no questions asked, man,

What the f*ck are

you talking about a job?

So the liquor store

was a job, hired by who?

I don't know.

Paco gave us the bread

and told us where to be and when.

Okay, so how can I find this Paco?

What does he look like?

Black, Spanish, in his 40s.

Man, I don't f*cking know.

I don't be looking at that n*gga like that.

I just know he operates

outta St. Boulevard.

(tense music)

If I find out that you

lying about this sh*t...

I promise and I swear

that is all I f*ck' know.

(tense music)

(paper crackling)

Oh yeah, Prince Thomas Carter is yours.

(suspenseful music)

(birds chirping) (suspenseful music)

(door clicks)

(door thuds)

Were you able to do it?

(suspenseful music)

This is the real one?

This is the fake one.

(paper crackling) (suspenseful music)

Are you sure this is going to work?

As sure as my name is Maritza,

but you can't get caught

or else we'll both go down.

Okay.

(Maritza speaking in

Spanish) (lips smacking)

(door clicks)

(door thuds) (suspenseful music)

(vehicle whirring)

(screen zooms) (g*n caulks)

Better to have a dead

beat father dead than alive.

(g*n pops) (unsettling music)

(Larissa speaking in

Spanish) (feet clacking)

(unsettling music)

Good evening, Rosalyn

Winters reporting live

from Deerbrook Forest Apartments

where a homicide investigation is underway.

Joining me now is Detective Wilson

from the Houston Police Department.

Detective, what can you tell us so far?

As of now, we have limited information.

However, I urge anyone

who may have witnessed

or heard anything to please come forward

and contact the Houston Police Department.

I have no further at present time.

And there you have it.

We will continue to cover the story

and provide any updates

as we receive information.

Back to you in the newsroom.

(door clicks and creaks)

(dispatch speak indistinctly)

Mm, what's this page, what we got here?

No ID, but we got this.

Hmm, Thomas Carter, huh?

Looks like some baby mama

drama or perhaps a wife.

Your guess as good as mine.

Okay, well, let's get some prints.

See if this belongs to him.

And make sure you notify the next of kin.

(Detective Wilson sighs)

You got it, boss.

(dispatch speaking indistinctly)

Hey, can you document

this and get prints on it?

(dispatch speaking indistinctly)

(tense music)

(tense music)

(tense music continues)

(chain rattles) (suspenseful music)

(priest speaking in Spanish)

Before you go, you need

to give this to your father

to protect him because he's in harm's way.

(speaking in a foreign language) Papa.

May the oasis bless you and your family.

(ominous music) (vehicles whirring)

(crickets croaking) (suspenseful music)

(door clicks)

(door thuds)

(keys rattling) (feet clacking)

Papi, I went to see the priest today.

He said that there's danger around you.

He gave me this for your protection.

Thank you, mija.

(Luis speaking in Spanish)

(suspenseful music)

(lips smacking)

- Amen.

- Amen.

(feet clacking)

I can't believe you still believe

in this devil's work, Larissa.

Mami, don't start.

I-I don't understand what you

and your father see in this.

You don't understand it

because you haven't tried.

Papi respects, respects your beliefs.

You need to show him the same respect.

You getting beside

yourself a, little girl.

You better fix it.

You better be careful.

The same God that we

worship will make you suffer

when you miss what's being blessed.

I gotta go, Papi.

(lips smacking) (Larissa

speaking in Spanish)

(Luis speaking

indistinctly) (keys rattling)

(unsettling music) (feet clacking)

(door clicks)

Li'I b*tch, this sh*t don't work.

It never has, damn devil bullshit.

I rebuke it.

(unsettling music) (beads clacking)

Oh my-oh my god. (Panting)

(speaking in Spanish)

The devil's presence.

(vehicles whirring)

(sirens wailing)

(door clicks) (phone ringing)

(people chattering)

Wilson, your a*s ain't

never in your office, man.

I can never find you

'Cause I'm trying to hide

from your a*s. What's up?

Anyway, finally got

a hit on those prints.

Thomas Carter, 34, East Side dude,

lengthy rap sheep.

(people chattering) (phone ringing)

What's up, Wils? What you thinking?

(people chattering)

Take a look at this.

Thomas Carter and Dante Johnson

were both arrested 10 years ago for m*rder

and attempted m*rder

and now they're both dead

days apart from each other?

Look at these dates and see what hits.

(mouse clicks)

Hmm, Naledi Quintero

and Quanda Wilson were

k*lled in a store robbery.

It looks like Naledi's father

was also shot but survived.

(scoffs) And these two got away with it

for lack of evidence.

Or maybe somebody's cleaning up house.

Yeah, but after 10 years?

It's gotta be something else.

(sighs) Yes, Vince.

So tonight I'ma need you to get some rest

'cause tomorrow we're day walkers.

I'm already annoyed.

(people chattering) (phone ringing)

(door clicks)

Please excuse the mess. I just moved in.

No, it's fine.

And we hate to ask, but

where were you last night?

Here with my baby and mother.

She's at work right now,

but I could give you her number.

Yes, that'll work.

Did you and Thomas get along?

We were good when we

were chilling and having sex.

And then when I told him I was pregnant,

he started trippin',

saying the baby wasn't his.

Hmm.

So did you get a paternity test?

Yes, but it came back negative,

which was weird because he

was the only person I've been with.

And where was this test conducted?

The courthouse.

Mm.

So did you have him retested?

I didn't get a chance to,

but I guess that doesn't matter now, huh?

Did Thomas have any other

girlfriends that you know of

or a wife perhaps?

Honestly, I don't.

When he was with me, he was with me.

And whatever he did outside

of those doors, I didn't care to know.

Hmm.

What about enemies?

Did he talk to you about his street ties?

Enemies, I don't know.

I mean, he kept his

street biz away from me.

Excuse me. I have to go check on my baby.

Of course.

Negative results.

Hmm, yeah, we need

to get down to that court.

I guess so.

Uh, here's-here's my mother number.

I have to go check on my baby.

Oh, no problem.

I understand, um, I wanna

say that we're really sorry

for your loss and if you have any questions

or you hear anything,

please do not hesitate

to contact us no matter

how big or small, okay?

I hope y'all find who did this.

We're doing the best we can.

Now you take care of

that beautiful baby of yours.

(vehicles whirring)

(horns honking) (people chattering)

Thank you.

(phone clacking)

Well, good afternoon. How can I help you?

Hello, I'm Detective Wilson.

This is Detective Spence.

We need to see your sign-in log.

Sure.

Thank you.

You know I have a stellar memory.

Is there a particular name

that I can help you find?

Does the name Thomas Carter ring a bell?

Do it? Of course.

That arrogant smug some of a b*tch,

he pranced his ghetto-a*s all around here.

Cappin', making all kinds of noise

when he found out he wasn't the father.

But I remember him.

I remember him.

Who had the report?

(paper crackling) (people chattering)

Let's see, someone by

the name of Prefani, Fasani?

- Persephone?

- Something like that.

May I?

(people chattering)

Do you know where

we could find this person?

She's not a regular employee here.

So how she have access to the records?

Well, basically, long

as it's minor hearings,

anyone with a court clearance

can book those rooms.

Do you remember what she looked like?

I'm sorry, but I-I don't.

I see so many people

until I just can't keep up.

But Mr. Sempleton's, he was screaming,

and cutting up all around here,

bragging about how a light-eyed b*tch

had just freed him, ghetto.

Thank you ma'am for your time.

Sure thing. You all have a nice day.

(people chattering)

f*ck!

What's wrong, partner. You good?

It's the 20th f*cking century.

You would think by now that they have

a better clearance system than they do.

Anyone could a accessed that report

with that fake-a*s name.

Fake? What makes you think that?

Look, you got two m*rder

suspects, dead days apart,

and the person who accessed

is the files named Persephone?

Okay, you know what?

You the college scholar,

so school me 'cause

I'm not getting this sh*t.

Look, Greek mythology,

Persephone is a Greek goddess

who name means to bring destruction.

Oh, oh sh*t.

Yes, exactly.

Per two, three.

- Exactly.

- Yeah.

Yes, Spence, I think

our m*rder*r is a female.

(people chattering)

You need to talk to Fatima. Let's go.

(feet clacking) (people chattering)

(vehicles whirring) (sirens wailing)

(birds chirping) (dogs barking)

(vehicle whirring)

(suspenseful music)

[Character] So how are you, Mom?

[Character] I'm fine.

When did you get released?

[Character] Oh, cut the crap.

(birds chirping) (feet clacking)

(door knocking)

No one needed to, Mom!

(feet clacking)

Had you come and visit me, you would

Who is it?

Houston Police Department.

(feet clacking)

(door clicks and creaks)

Yes?

Hello, ma'am. I'm Detective Wilson.

This is Detective Spence.

How can I help you?

Do you have a moment?

We'd like to talk to you about Naledi.

(birds chirping)

Naledi? Um, of course.

Yes, yes. Please come in.

Thank you.

(door creaks) (feet clacking)

(door thuds) (feet clacking)

(sighs) Look, it's been

years since anybody's

come here about Ledi.

Yes, we know.

But recently the two men that were accused

of her m*rder have been k*lled.

What does that have to do with Ledi?

You don't sound concerned.

(chuckles) Why would I be, huh?

I mean, everybody knows that the two people

who k*lled her got off scot-free.

And look at my husband.

Look at him.

Stage three dementia

and he's getting worse as the days go by.

Our lives haven't been

the same since Ledi left us,

so to hell wit' all of them.

Ma'am, look, we

understand your frustration.

We do, but we have to do our jobs too.

Oh, you have a job to do now, huh?

Like your colleagues was

supposed to do for my Ledi?

Look, I know it may seem a bit unfair.

Unfair, save it.

What's unfair is fighting for justice

and not getting any results.

And on top of that, y'all

two come in my house

with the audacity to

have some kind of support

and sympathy for the murderers?

Look, we apologize... (whines) Sh.

Just know that the next time

that y'all come up in my house,

y'all better have a f*cking

conviction in y'all hands.

Now get the f*ck up outta my house.

(feet clacking)

(Angel speaking in a foreign language)

(feet clacking) (suspenseful music)

(door clicks and creaks) (birds chirping)

Look, ma'am, we meant no disrespect.

We're simply just trying to eliminate

Potential suspects. I know

how this works, detective.

I've worked the court

system for over 25 years

and my daughter is a prosecutor.

A damn good one.

But you're wrong.

If we wanted revenge, we

would've gotten it years ago.

You'd be surprised what

people do or what they harbor for

when justice hasn't been swift.

I don't care nothing about your theories.

Until y'all can get justice for my baby,

don't bring y'all a*s back here.

It looks like someone's

already seen to that.

You have a nice day, ma'am.

(suspenseful music) (feet clacking)

(unsettling music) (birds chirping)

(keys rattling) (suspenseful music)

(door thuds) (feet clacking)

(suspenseful music continues)

(door clicks and creaks)

(door clicks)

Hey, what was that all about?

Was that about Naledi?

Nothin', they're more

worried about the assholes

who k*lled her.

(Angel sighs)

Okay. Wait, wait.

Why would they come here?

I don't know.

Ask your sister. Maybe she heard something.

Ma, where you going?

Look after your father.

I- I gotta run an errand.

(feet clacking) (suspenseful music)

Hey, sis, the detectives came by,

but mom's acting really weird.

Are you around?

(suspenseful music)

Okay, well, just check her out, sis.

I don't know. Something's up.

She's getting ready to leave.

(suspenseful music)

It's almost over, mija.

I know, Papi, I know.

(suspenseful music)

(liquid sloshing) (glass taps)

(Paco speaking in

Spanish) (unsettling music)

So two of my guys

gone, and you don't

got nothing to do with it?

What sense would that make?

You and I are in this together.

Mm. (Speaking in Spanish)

But what about Luis?

(chuckles) What about

him? He has dementia.

He barely even remembers

his own name some f*ck' times.

You sure about that?

I am $3.5 million sure about it.

Hmm, what I

don't understand is

why this sh*t wasn't done when I was down?

What do you mean?

I was under suspicion

from the insurance company

and the police after

your g*ons k*lled my baby

and let Luis live.

And you know that.

Let's be very clear.

You set the time and place.

You should've kept her away.

Witnesses don't breathe

and Luis got lucky.

(Paco speaking in Spanish)

Look, we both have a stake in this,

especially with Lari.

So now what?

Hmm.

You just keep playing your part

and I'ma take care of the

rest. (Speaking in Spanish)

(lips smacking) (Paco speaking in Spanish)

(unsettling music) (birds chirping)

(vehicle whirring)

(engine rumbling)

(window clicks and

scratches) (suspenseful music)

Kidding me?

(suspenseful music) (birds chirping)

(window screeching)

(engine roaring)

(crickets croaking) (cutlery clinking)

(door clicks and squeaks)

(feet clacking) (Larissa

speaking in Spanish)

[Maritza] Hey, sis.

Everything good?

As well as can be expected.

(glass clinking)

Mami?

You not gonna eat?

I lost my appetite earlier today.

Just wanted to come check on y'all.

Especially after the police stopped by.

Yeah, (puffs) I don't know

why they came over here

with those suspicions anyway.

I'm sure they had their reasons.

Why are you looking at me like that?

What reasons would they have?

It's not like they're

gonna find anything here.

Right.

(phone vibrating)

Oh, I gotta take that.

I'll be right back, y'all.

(feet clacking)

Hey, you're not supposed

to be calling me so late.

I'ma go use the restroom.

(chair scratches) (feet clacking)

Okay, tomorrow at the club.

Okay, I'll see you at Club 1708:00 PM.

I'll be there. Bye.

(door clicks) (unsettling music)

Lari, what are you doing?

I came to check on you. You good?

I'm fine.

Who was that on the phone?

Nobody. Um, it was the foundation.

They were just, you

know, giving me an update.

Right.

Right, excuse me.

(unsettling music) (feet clacking)

(fist slaps)

(chair screeching)

All right y'all,

I gotta go.

I have a long day tomorrow.

(speaking in Spanish) Papi.

May God his saints cover and protect you.

And, Mami, you should get some rest.

You look like you need it.

Good night.

(keys rattling)

Okay, sis, I'll walk you out.

(unsettling music) (feet clacking)

(door clicks)

(crickets croaking)

You know something, don't you?

Not yet, but when I do,

you'll be the first to know.

And what about the cops?

They just fishin'.

Sis, look, you know

I'm 10 toes down with you

and I'm down for whatever,

but don't have my a*s walking to no fire

if you not gonna be there to put it out.

Don't you trust me?

(smacks teeth) You know I do.

What kind of question is that?

All right then.

So you know I'm not gonna

let nothing happen to us.

I just need you to be

ready when I call you.

(suspenseful music)

[Maritza] Look, this

is from the detectives.

Keep an eye on her.

If she make any sudden

moves, you let me know.

Hell, yeah, all right, sis. Okay, sis.

(lips smacking) (feet clacking)

(door clicks)

(door thuds) (unsettling music)

(engine whining and roaring)

(ground crackling)

(vehicles whirring) (sirens wailing)

(people chattering)

Hey, partner.

- What's up?

- Just got off the phone

with Fatima, she said that

per Persephone asked for a list

of Thomas's whereabouts under the guise

of getting him retested.

Contacted Security to see if

they had any footage of her.

Camera system was down

and being worked on at the time.

Of course they were.

The stars were f*ck' aligned

for Miss Persephone, weren't they?

Anything on Angel's prosecutor daughter?

I'm still looking into that.

And you know going back

to Quintero's residence,

that is not happening, man.

She is done with our asses.

Yeah, no sh*t.

Well, all right,

let's keep digging, see

what we can come up with.

All right, I gotcha. I'll

let you know what I find.

All right.

(people chattering)

(tense music)

(tense music continues)

(tense music)

(tense music)

(tense music)

(tense music)

(tense music)

(tense music)

(tense music)

(tense music)

(tense music)

(tense music)

(tense music)

(tense music continues)

(upbeat music)

(people chattering)

(upbeat music continues)

[Angel] Hey, love.

Ola (speaking in Spanish).

Mm, so what's all this?

What it's always been about, the money.

(sighs) Babe, I already told you,

it's gonna be harder now

than ever to get that money.

I think we could change that.

Is that right? Enlighten me.

You remember Million, right?

How can I forget?

Had he and his boys

did their job years ago,

we'd all be rich by now.

Hey, Paco, get your girl, man.

Angel, (speaking in Spanish).

Cool out on Million.

He did what he was paid to

do. That was drive, that's it.

Thank you.

Does it matter?

It doesn't, because Naledi is still dead

and we are all still broke.

Hey! (Speaking in Spanish)

That's enough of this bullshit bickering.

What's done is done. We

can't take this sh*t back.

Now that we got that understood,

Million is a reformed man now.

He's a lawyer

and since you can't get a

hold of the policy, he can,

making you Luis's sole beneficiary

Babe, but unless Luis is dead

and gone without any suspicion,

that's not gonna hold any weight.

Have faith, beautiful.

I've taken care of that.

How? 'Cause I'm not doing anything.

Well, unlike the first time

where you set it up and we did the work,

this time we're setting it up,

and you gonna do the work.

What is it that you want me to do?

Hmm? Thought you'd never asked.

Take this and put it in

his food or drink. That's it.

Wh-what is this?

It causes cardiac arrest.

Best to give to him at bedtime.

(Paco chuckling)

Well, now that we got that settled,

you let me know as soon as it's done.

We'll take care of the rest.

Will do, gimme a couple of days,

and I'll let you know when to do it.

(people chattering) (upbeat music)

And you, mimosa,

don't be like that, all right?

It's all gonna work out.

I hope so, we've been

doing this too damn long

and we still need to tell

Larissa at some point.

And we will.

(Paco speaking in Spanish)

First the money.

Yeah.

(lips smacking) (people chattering)

Ah. (Speaking in Spanish)

(lips smacking) (upbeat music)

(Paco sighs) (customer laughing)

When this is all over,

y'all know what to do.

(upbeat music) (people chattering)

(door clicks)

[Larissa] Mari, you at home?

Yeah, I just go home.

[Larissa] Make sure

I'm not on speaker phone.

Why? What's happening?

[Larissa] I need you to listen to me.

Why? You're scaring me.

[Larissa] I can't explain right now.

But do not let Papi eat or

drink sh*t Mama give him.

Do you understand me?

All right. What the f*ck is happening?

[Larissa] Just listen to me.

Do you have an empty vial?

(Maritza stammers)

Yeah. Why?

[Larissa] I need you to grab one,

take one of Papi's

sleeping pills, crush it up,

and put it in there.

Lari, what the f*ck?

[Larissa] Just f*cking do it.

I gotta make a quick stop

and then I'm on my way.

Okay.

(feet clacking)

(zip rattling) (bag thuds)

(feet clacking)

Have you eaten today?

Si, mija.

Good, and don't take

anything from anybody

unless it's me or Lari, okay?

Okay, mija.

(door clicking)

[Angel] Hello, I'm home.

(Maritza and Luis speaking in Spanish)

(unsettling music)

(feet clacking)

(vehicles whirring)

(crickets croaking) (ground crackling)

(vehicles humming)

(unsettling music)

(door clicks)

(door thuds) (ground crackling)

(door clicks and squeaks) (dog barking)

Where's Mami?

She's in her room.

(unsettling music)

(speaking in Spanish) Papi.

Si, mija.

(unsettling music) (keys rattling)

Lari, what the is happening?

Do you have the vial?

Okay, look, I'm gonna go in there

and talk to her.

In three minutes, I

need you to call her out

for a distraction.

Make her come out the room.

- Lari?

- Just f*cking do it.

Please listen to me.

(unsettling music) (bag crackling)

(vial clacking) (door thudding)

Coming.

(items rattling)

(feet clacking)

(door clicks)

What you doing, Ma? You good?

Why's the door locked?

Um, I didn't know it was

locked, baby. I'm sorry.

(unsettling music)

What are you doing here so late?

I had a few cases in town

so I'ma just stay the night.

All right, I mean, you

know where your room is.

Right, so, Ma,

is it okay if I invite my boyfriend

over for dinner tomorrow night?

(speaking in a foreign language)

You got a boyfriend? (Chuckling)

We've been dating for a while now,

but you know I needed to get to know him,

make sure he was good

before I brought him over.

Aw, wait, you've been dating for a while?

What you mean, like

y'all-y'all living together?

No, Mami, it's only been six months.

I'm taking things slow

and he has his own place.

That's good to hear,

because you know what?

If he is anything like that other one,

I don't wanna meet him.

He's definitely not.

So seven o'clock good tomorrow?

Mm, I think I can make that work.

(plastic bag crackling)

This for you.

What is that?

A new wig for your collection.

I thought you can wear it

for dinner tomorrow night.

Aw sh*t, my baby got me a new wig?

Thank you, mija.

You know what?

I'ma wear it tomorrow night just for you.

Aw, thanks, Mami.

Have you ever thought

about getting into wigs too,

'cause you know what?

You could really be like a

new person every single day.

No, I think I'll leave

the theatrics to you.

You're better suited for it.

Ma, come here. I need your help, hurry!

What's going on? I'll be right back, ooh.

(door clicking)

(unsettling music)

(items clacking and rustling)

Ugh, (speaking in Spanish).

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music) (door clicks)

(door clatters) (crickets croaking)

(suspenseful music continues)

(crickets croaking) (fist slapping)

I wanna go in there and

beat that b*tch's a*s right now.

Trust me, I do too,

but this cannot come back on me or you.

Besides, I still don't

know what she's hiding.

(Maritza sniffs)

(suspenseful music)

So what now?

Okay, listen...

(suspenseful music)

Let's get to work.

(group chattering) (suspenseful music)

What you think about this?

Yeah, I like her for this.

I mean, the timing definitely lines up,

and she knows the court system really well.

Mm, yeah, you're right.

Well, I got another case to

handle so you need to get down

to the judge and get those warrants.

I got you.

(door clicks) (people chattering)

(paper crackling) (vehicles whirring)

(crickets croaking)

(dog barking)

You good, sis?

Yep.

(door knocking)

(feet clacking)

(door clicks and squeaks)

Hey, babe.

- Hey, babe.

- Hey.

(lips smacking)

These are for you.

Aw, thank you.

You're welcome.

(feet clacking)

This is my sister, Mari.

It's nice to finally meet

you. These are for you.

(plastic crackling)

Nice to meet you too. And thank you.

Now you can sit right here.

My parents should be down soon.

And don't mind me, I

usually sit at the bar.

(Lomax chuckles) (chair scratches)

I mean, you would think

my parents would hurry

so we can eat soon.

Ooh, hush girl. We coming.

(suspenseful music)

Mari, get Papi.

(speaking in Spanish) Papi.

Um, Lo, this is my mother angel.

Hello, Angel. How you doing?

These are for you.

Nice to meet you as well.

Mami, wanna put these in the kitchen?

[Angel] Sure.

(suspenseful music)

Lo, you good? You look

like you've seen a ghost.

Nah, nah, I'm good. I'm good.

And this is my father, Luis.

Eh.

Oh, don't mind him. He has dementia.

Some days are better than others.

Got you.

Lomax, right, so you and

my daughter have been dating

for six months?

Where'd you guys meet?

Court. She prosecuted a

case I defended and she won.

(Larissa chuckles)

Seems like the longer we date,

the less we know about each other.

(Maritza chuckles)

I'll say, so,

Lomax, Larissa tells us that you're

from the south side of Houston?

Larissa, Larissa, who, from where?

(Maritza chuckles)

Oh, so sis hasn't told you yet, huh?

Lynette, what is she talking about?

Enough, let's just wrap this up. Okay?

Why, Mami? We don't

have any secrets, right?

Larissa's my real name.

Lynette was given to me for protection

after my sister's m*rder.

Okay, why you just didn't tell me that?

Because her murderers

are still out there.

But you know two of them are dead.

The rest still need to be dealt with.

You know, life is just so funny.

Sometimes it's good to you and other times

it f*ck you in the with no Vaseline.

And you two m*therf*ckers

might as well double bury me.

Okay, everybody listen up.

I don't care what it may look like,

everyone is considered to

be armed and dangerous.

Anybody moving funny, breathing funny,

take 'em down, understood?

- Copy that.

- Copy that

You two, cover the front.

Rest of y'all, let's head to the back.

(feet clacking) (suspenseful music)

Look, I don't know what

kind of weird-a*s sh*t y'all on,

but I'm out.

Hey, sit your mothefuckin' a*s down.

(unsettling music) (phone clacks)

Hey, that ain't what it looks like.

Man, shut the f*ck up. Down.

Larissa, I can explain.

Oh please do.

Besides getting Ledi k*lled that night,

I would love to know what

you and Paco gotta tell me.

Naledi wasn't supposed to die.

Oh, wait, so Papi was?

b*tch, I should sh**t your

motherfuckin' a*s right now.

(Luis speaking in Spanish)

No, no, Papi.

You are a sorry excuse of a mother

and I hope you die in prison, b*tch!

(Angel laughing)

Oh, you think you're so tough?

You over here fighting for this man

and the whole time

he's not even your father.

(dramatic music)

(ground crackling) (crickets croaking)

How 'bout instead of fighting for him,

you join me and we can work as a team,

a mother daughter do,

and make this shmoney?

- Are you serious?

- Hands up, everybody!

- Do not move!

- Everybody, freeze!

- Hands up!

- Hands up!

Lower your weapon!

Drop your weapon now!

f*ck!

Angel Quintero, Lomax Anderson,

you both are under arrest

for m*rder, attempted m*rder,

insurance fraud, and whole lot other sh*t.

m*rder? I ain't m*rder nobody

- Get her outta here.

- I ain't m*rder

no f*ck' body.

Get your f*ck' hands off me!

[Lomax] Man, y'all

got this sh*t all wrong.

- Shut up.

- f*ck' (indistinct) me.

[Speaker] f*ck.

(suspenseful music)

[Speaker] Thanks, b*tch.

I sure do hope that g*n was registered

And if it ain't, this is my house.

Them m*therf*ckers are the intruders.

(Detective Wilson sighs)

Thank you for coming in.

Without that evidence, we had nothing.

(suspenseful music)

So what about Paco?

He got lucky today, but we're on it.

We got his bait and we'll get him.

For his sake,

I hope you're right.

We'll be in touch. Let's go.

(suspenseful music)

(speaking in Spanish) Papi.

Papi, is it true

what she's saying?

Is it true what she's saying?

(Luis speaking in Spanish)

Lemme explain, Paco,

(speaking in Spanish).

He's your real father.

(Larissa whimpering)

(suspenseful music)

(birds chirping) (children chattering)

(money rustling) (dramatic music)

(door clicks)

(dramatic music)

I don't pay you to be late.

So what they saying?

Right now, it's her word against yours.

They can't use the tape.

(Paco laughing)

That is good. That is too good.

So how do I get my money?

Look, with both of 'em in jail right now,

(sighs) You won't be seeing

that money no time soon.

Look, just lay low.

Man, you're too hot right now.

And when I hear

something, I'ma let you know.

Mm, I pay you for on-time information.

(envelope crackling)

25K.

Don't be late again.

(Paco laughing)

And as long as you keep

me outta here on these streets,

there's a whole lot more

where that come from.

(Paco laughing) (children chattering)

(g*n caulks)

[Criminal] What the f*ck, man?

(speaking in Spanish) What's going on?

[Luis] Nothin'.

(g*n fires)

(g*n click)

I guess I ain't gotta pay his this week.

Have a seat, Paco.

(Paco chuckling)

Come on, sit your a*s down.

(chair screeching)

(g*n click) (unsettling music)

Nothing would make me happier, Dad.

(unsettling music)

Thank you, Jamie. You can go now.

(unsettling music)

f*ck is this?

Family affairs or some sh*t?

That was a nice touch with Spence too.

It's funny how a man's broken heart

truly never heals.

Naledi was his one and only true love.

(somber music)

(upbeat music)

(screen zooms)

Fairy tales, we all live 'em.

f*ck is you doing here, Luis?

Ain't you supposed to

have dementia or some sh*t?

(Luis chuckling)

Is that what the f*ck she told you?

Nah, man, no dementia.

I just played well.

(screen zooms)

(suspenseful music)

(paper crackling) (bed clinking)

Your sloppy girlfriend

forgot to hide the denial letter

for fraud from the insurance company.

(phone vibrating) (suspenseful music)

That night, I went through her phone.

Saw a text about you

being Larissa's father,

my policy and the plot

to try to take my money?

Then I sent it to myself for proof.

(suspenseful music)

My wife, the woman I

thought I'd grow old with,

she wasn't just leaving me.

She was planning on burying me.

And the life insurance policy,

that's all I was worth to her?

(suspenseful music)

We knew she would do anything to get it,

so we made a plan

and did what lions do best,

lie and wait.

Because we are Quinteros.

No one messes with the Quintero family.

(screen zooms)

(Paco laughing and applauding)

Ah, that was some real detective work.

(suspenseful music)

Angel has always

been the puta she's been,

but that one right there

and the others will always be mine.

(Luis speaking in Spanish)

f*ck you want, a cookie?

She played us both.

(Paco speaking in Spanish)

I ain't never wanted no kid.

You still don't have one.

(children chattering) (dog barking)

(vial clacks)

f*ck is this sh*t?

You die by the means you tried to k*ll.

(Paco scoffs)

No tango (speaking in Spanish).

I guess you just gonna

have to k*ll me then.

Been wanna to do do that.

What's it gonna be, Paco?

Sniff or snipe?

(Paco laughing)

(lighter scratching) (birds chirping)

(dog barking)

Sniff or snipe,

what's it going to be?

Sniff or snipe,

what's it gonna be?

Sniff or snipe?

Nah nah nah nah nah

(g*n firing) (Paco crashes)

That was for Naledi, and

you will never be my father.

I'm a Quintero forever, puta.

(Maritza spits) (Maritza

speaking in Spanish)

(glass clinks) (chair screeches)

(dramatic music)

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(dramatic music continues)

(artist singing in a foreign language)

(upbeat music)

(artist singing in a foreign language)

(artist singing in a foreign language)

(group singing in a foreign language)

(upbeat music)

(group singing in a foreign language)

(artist singing in a foreign language)

(artist singing in a foreign language)

(artist singing in a foreign language)

(group singing in a foreign language)

(group singing in a foreign language)

(upbeat music) (artist vocalizing)

(group singing in a foreign language)

(group singing in a foreign language)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)