No body was found.
Your husband's missing.
What about Joanna?
She was rushed
to a nearby hospital.
Her condition is critical.
You have no idea
what she is capable of.
She's contained, ma'am.
Trust me.
Dr. Peter, please call
the nurse's station
in south hall.
African-American teenage female.
Name is Joanna Lawrence.
She was shot
in the upper left chest.
b*llet still lodged inside.
Her blood pressure is dropping,
80 over 50.
Joanna? Joanna?
You're gonna be okay.
I know it's hard for you
right now
but if you can hear me,
I need you to respond, Joanna.
We're losing her.
We have to transfer to the OR
right away
or she's not gonna make it.
Stay with me, Joanna.
Code blue, code blue. Charging.
One, two, three. Clear.
Paging Dr. Bedford.
Paging Dr. Bedford.
How are we doing, Ms. Lawrence?
Much better.
Thanks for asking, doc.
You were in a coma for a month.
We tried contacting family
but we haven't been able
to reach anyone.
Do you have anybody in mind
who we should call?
- I'll think about it.
- Okay.
We also ran some tests.
And other than
that wound healing up,
you're gonna be okay.
Okay. Thank you.
Paging transport.
Paging transport.
Dr. Ray,
please pick up line two.
Dr. Ray, please pick up
line two.
She's doing great.
- Oh, yes.
- Lucky to be alive.
I mean,
if that b*llet went any lower,
it would've k*lled her.
Hmm, that's amazing.
- Right?
- Yes.
Oh, wait.
That's Joanna's room. Go!
Joanna? Joanna!
...to ICU, please.
Blue team ICU.
Have security shut down
the floor now.
- We have to find her.
- Okay. On it.
Joanna?
Let me guess, a dirty martini
with an extra splash of dirty.
Am I right?
Yes, you are.
But that's only because
you heard me
order my drink over there.
I saw you watching me.
But look,
I don't know who you are
nor am I interested
in finding out, so...
if you could do me a favor
and just go back to your seat,
- I'd greatly appreciate that.
- Uh-hmm.
I was watching you.
But I like a girl
that plays hard to get.
See, that's what
you're not understanding.
I'm not playing anything.
There's absolutely nothing
that you could possibly
have to offer to me.
And I'm waiting for my husband
to arrive,
so again, respectfully,
if you could just get the hell
out of my face
and go back to your seat,
I'd appreciate it.
Let me try it this way.
My name is Matt.
Look, you just don't get it.
I just want your name.
It's Christopher.
- That's my name.
- Hmm.
I'm her husband.
It's Matt, right?
Matt.
Well, Matt, I'm pretty sure
you heard my lady say
that she's not interested.
So you might wanna
leave her alone.
Or you'll have to deal with me.
Trust me, homie.
You don't wanna deal with me.
My mistake.
Blessings, king.
- Yeah, um...
- That's crazy.
I am so sorry.
I normally
don't do things like this
but that dude
is just an as*h*le.
The look that you had
on your face
was just screaming for help,
so I had to.
Well, thank you. It was.
Well, Ms. Moore,
please enjoy your evening
and if that guy comes back
to bother you
or anyone else gives you
any problems,
you have my number.
You call me and I'll personally
come take care of it for you.
Christopher, was it?
Yes, ma'am.
How do you know who I am?
I'm the manager here.
- I run this place.
- Ooh, okay.
It's kind of my job to know
who all my high end clients are.
And I must say
that it's a pleasure
to finally be in your presence
and your beauty, Ms. Daniels.
Well, thank you.
You're not too bad yourself.
This is my favorite place
to dine,
so now that I know the manager,
I expect to get VIP treatment.
Okay.
And I guess it's mandatory.
Cheers.
- I need a drink.
- Uh-hmm.
On me.
Yeah, I love that
- Joanna.
- I love that.
Joanna.
You don't cook, you don't clean?
You don't do nothing?
What's the matter with you?
Are you listening to me?
Damn, I heard you!
You need to calm down.
You nag too much.
What? Nag?
You heard me.
Little girl, this is my house.
And as long as
you're under my roof,
you're gonna abide by the rules
like everybody else
in this house.
You know,
I'm only helping you out
because we can't find
your daddy.
If you don't like it, leave.
Goodnight, Brandy.
Goodnight, mommy.
- I love you, baby.
- Love you too.
Okay.
I'll see you in the morning.
Okay.
- Hey.
- Hi, baby.
Oh my God! Aunt Deb?
Oh my gosh!
Someone help, please!
- Whoa, whoa.
- Please help.
What's wrong, what's wrong,
what's wrong?
- Please help.
- Mom!
Brandy!
What, what?
Oh my God! Mom!
Come here quick, call 911!
Maggie, what happened?
I don't know.
I came out of my room
and she was laying
at the bottom of the stairs.
Yeah
That's so good.
I'm so excited
to be in this new city
and this beautiful new home.
My new family.
Baby, the house is beautiful.
- Okay?
- Thank you.
And we're excited for you,
Ms. Big Boss Lady.
- Uh-hmm.
- Running an old spandex company.
You're doing your thing, baby.
You gotta understand,
you're a big deal.
Babe, it's not spandex.
It's called Stretch.
Stretch is a new nonsurgical way
of making women feel
and look snatched
underneath their clothes.
There's a difference.
Mom, it's basically
a fancy word for spandex.
That's what I said.
Look, enough about me
and my accomplishments.
Let's talk about you,
Mr. Six Scholarships.
Hmm, you got Harvard, Princeton.
- Uh-hmm.
- Yale, Columbia,
just to name a few.
That's my son.
Sounds like you bragging.
Hmm.
- I'm not bragging.
- It's okay.
Just celebrating
my accomplishments.
Celebrating your accomplishment.
- That's it.
- It's a flex.
- It's subtle.
- Right.
Look. Come on now.
But is that flexing
gonna be good enough
to get you
on the basketball team
for one of those schools?
You already know I'm going
to college to be a lawyer.
I know, man.
I'm just playing with you.
I'm proud of you.
- I'm just joking.
- Thank you.
But I'm serious.
Proud of both of you,
you and your mom, you know.
Doing everything,
chasing her dreams
and all her accomplishments.
You gotta understand,
it's been a rough year for me,
you know, with my injury
and everything and...
you both helped me heal
physically and mentally.
So, I just wanna say thank you.
And I am honored
to be a part of this family.
Aw.
Well, baby, look, we are happy
that you are here with us.
You all right, I guess.
- I'm all right?
- You all right.
I'll take that.
No, but I'm just joking.
But I'm really happy
you're here too.
Y'all about to make me cry.
To family.
- To family.
- To family.
And I know that better be some
grape juice in that cup.
- It is.
- That's wine.
No.
You're old enough to drink now.
He is absolutely not.
No.
Baby, tell me
what you on tonight
You've been playing
with a girl last night
You've got fellas
in your crew tonight
- Let's ride, let's ride
- Let's ride.
Oh
I'm gonna say, girl,
I think you hit the jackpot.
I mean, Christopher is amazing,
especially with Trevor.
Man, amazing is not the word,
okay?
I've never met a man so
thoughtful and kind in my life.
And he's so supportive.
He loves the fact
that I work hard
and you know how hard
that is to find.
Yeah.
Girl, he just inspires me
to be so bold and different.
And most importantly,
his relationship with Trevor
is amazing.
You know, Trevor hasn't had
a male figure in his life
since his father died, so.
Yeah.
He needs this.
And girl, he is a master
in the bedroom, okay?
I know that's right. Honey.
- Chew time.
- Cheers.
- Hey, Cousin T.
- How you doing, man?
- How you doing?
- Good. Chilling.
Listen, eat up
and drink up, okay?
I will.
So happy for you.
Oh, someone's at the door.
Christopher?
- Chris.
- Yeah.
Come here.
Coming.
Sheesh.
Oh my God.
Oh my God, Joanna.
What on God's green Earth
are you doing here?
Aunt Debra died.
Oh.
- Really?
- Yeah.
I'll get you some tissues,
honey.
- Thanks.
- Oh my God.
Come here, baby.
What the hell are you
doing here?
- You'll see.
- No. Don't...
- There you go, honey.
- Thank you.
So, um, how did your aunt die?
She fell down the stairs.
Again? I mean, really, Joanna?
Isn't that the same way
your grandmother died?
Yeah.
I don't know why everyone
in my family is so clumsy.
Wait, was Debra your sister?
No.
That was her mother's sister.
So Joanna,
why did you come here?
Well, I was living with
my Aunt Deb and her six kids.
And then she died,
so I just was living
with different friends.
And then the friend I was
living with for the longest time
moved in with her fianc,
and they wouldn't
take me anymore.
So I have nowhere to go now.
I was hoping
maybe I could just stay here.
So you wanna stay here?
I have nowhere else to go.
Yeah, um...
Christopher, um, can I talk
to you upstairs, please?
- Yeah. Yeah.
- Now?
Excuse me, Joanna.
Trevor.
Come meet your new stepsister.
- Hey.
- I'm Trevor.
Uh-hmm.
- You wanna sit down?
- Sure.
I know this is abrupt,
all right?
But I'm gonna be the one
responsible for Joanna, okay?
I'm gonna keep an eye
out on her.
You won't even know
that she's here, baby.
So do you like
your new neighborhood?
Yeah, the neighborhood is cool,
but, uh, the new school,
not so much.
Thank God it's summer.
Why don't you like your school?
Well, for one, I suck at math,
and I'm kind of failing
if I don't get a tutor,
but luckily, Mom and Chris said
they'd get me one for next year.
I'm actually pretty good
at math,
so I could really hook you up
with some tricks
and help you out if you want it.
Yeah, you're hired.
Please.
She can have the guest bedroom
downstairs,
far away from Trevor's room,
just at least until we figure
something out permanently.
Hey, I don't care.
She will be far away.
I don't care if you put her
at the neighbor's house.
Just don't put my baby
in no damn hotel, okay?
You're lucky I love you.
No, I love you.
Now, let's get back
to these guests downstairs.
They're waiting for us, come on.
Kiss me again,
we're gonna stay up here.
Come on.
So what subject
do you like in school?
Uh, history.
History was my favorite subject
in school.
Dope.
Looks like we got something
in common.
- Yeah, we do.
- Okay.
It looks like you guys
are getting along real nicely.
- Yeah, we really are.
- Hmm.
We already have stuff in common.
We both love history, not math.
Yeah, but Joanna likes
math, and I suck at math.
This is absolutely ridiculous.
You hear me?
Trouble in paradise, girl?
We will have to see.
Well, she seems like
a sweet girl.
Seems that way,
but I don't want her
corrupting my son.
You know how teenage girls
can be.
Uh-hmm.
Sassy, fast,
conniving,
and very manipulative.
I liked her better when
she was at her aunt's house.
I don't know why she had
to fall down upstairs.
Girl, that sound like you at 18.
Yes, but I wasn't fast.
I was a freshman until
I married Trevor's dad.
Oh, not me, child.
I was a little hoe.
I had Byron at 16.
I'm still trying to figure out
who the baby daddy is.
Friend,
you are making this worse.
You know I'm just playing
with you, girl.
I hope so.
- I know who Byron's daddy is.
- Okay.
It's gonna be all right.
Have a drink, girl.
Oh, my gosh.
Stressing at things.
Lord.
Mm-mm-mm.
- Is she the one...
- I did not sign up for this.
She said
she'd be my tutor for next year.
- Oh really?
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- Well, that's cool.
You know, since
she'll be living here now.
- Really?
- Yeah.
- Oh.
- Looks like you got
an in-house tutor buddy
for free.
Looks like it.
- Yeah.
- Perfect.
Look at God.
Isn't He good?
All the time.
Hey, just wanted to bring you
some fresh towels.
Um, all the products,
including feminine products,
are underneath the sink.
You know us girls
need those, so...
Thank you so much,
Mrs. Michaels.
Call me Tessa or Tess.
Most people just call me Tess.
Okay. Uh, I will, Mrs...
mean, Tessa.
I really can't tell you
how much I appreciate you
letting me stay here.
I know it's so weird
having a complete stranger
living in your house.
Listen, you're Chris's family,
which means you're mine, too.
Just pay attention to the way
we do things around here
and you'll fit right in
and, um...
You won't even know I'm here.
Okay.
Get some rest, honey.-
Well, I'll fit in all right.
Just wait and see.
You ain't never heard
of a bad b*tch
Please see me,
I ain't that b*tch
I pull up in a Ferrari car
Fendi, Louis,
you know what it is
Can't nobody drip like this
Can't nobody
wear it like this, uh-uh
Can't nobody drip like this
Can't nobody wear it
like this, uh-uh
See you later.
Can't nobody waste my time
Working in my soft spots
Can't nobody waste my time
What a time to be alive
What a time, what a time
What a time to be...
All right,
we got a full day, Gabby.
What's on the list?
You have a 10:00 AM call
with Cosmo Magazine Online
- for the spread.
- Okay.
A 12:00 PM with Target
and a 2:00 PM photo sh**t
with Vogue Magazine.
They want you for the cover.
But before all that...
Coffee?
Right on your desk, Ms. Tessa.
My girl. Thanks, Gabby.
You're welcome.
Hmm.
Hey, Mom. Uh, you know
I'm at school, right?
Now that's a lie,
because I have your location
and it says you're at home.
Mom, I'm just kidding.
You didn't have
to get all technical.
It's summertime.
Summer school
is only for bad kids.
I wonder how you
would know that.
Look, what you want?
Listen, I'm just checking in
to make sure you're handling
all the new social media posts
for the new campaign.
It's very, very important.
Mom, don't I handle everything
that you ask?
I am your social media manager.
Yes, you are,
and you're the best at it.
I just don't know
how you handle all this
and handle your old mama.
It ain't easy being Treveezy.
Oh, please.
See you when I get home, honey.
All right, bye, Mom.
It ain't easy being Treveezy.
So social media manager, huh?
Uh, yeah.
Uh, it's not like an actual job.
I just handle all her social
media and post all her pics.
Cool.
Well, I'm pretty good
at social media myself.
So if you ever need me
for anything, just let me know.
Oh, okay. You just good
at everything, aren't you?
I guess you could say that.
Knock, knock.
Daddy dearest.
All right.
Cut this sh*t, Maggie.
It's just me.
What do you want, Michael?
What are you even doing here?
Do you know that I thought
you were dead?
I thought I was dead too,
but as you can see,
I'm still alive.
Clearly.
But how?
Hmm, let's see, because
I almost did die.
An inch higher and the b*llet
would have k*lled me.
But instead,
I was in a coma for a month.
I woke up
and I k*lled the doctor.
And now I'm here.
Right.
You know, I really thought
you were dead too.
I'm shocked
I could even find you
the way she's been hiding you.
You know, you're such a stud
or should I say such a criminal?
It's not funny.
I did almost die.
I was hurt badly.
But the b*llet went
straight through.
It didn't hit any major organs,
so I was able to self-heal.
Lay low for a couple weeks
and then back to business
as normal.
Oh, look at our little family.
Aren't we just bulletproof?
Look.
Stop playing, Maggie, okay?
Look, I'm glad you're alive,
but you can't stay here.
You gotta go.
I'm not about to let you mess up
everything that I built here.
Hmm, Mikey,
you didn't really think
you were gonna do this
without me, did you?
What are you talking about?
This is not a job.
I'm actually happy here, Maggie.
And I'm pretty sure
you can see that.
I'm happy with Tessa.
Come on, Michael.
You just happened to fall
in love with a billionaire?
You guys don't even wear
wedding rings.
There's no price tag
on love, Maggie.
She doesn't believe
in wedding rings.
It's a superstitious thing.
- Is it?
- Yeah.
I want in.
In on what?
I just told you, it's not a job.
Well, make it one.
No.
I'm not about to make this a job
just because you're bored
and you want something to do.
You don't have a choice.
I'll just tell her everything.
Are you forgetting
how many women you've m*rder*d,
including my mother?
Yeah, I kind of forgot.
Uh-hmm.
What are you even
doing here, man?
How did you find me?
My wedding was private.
No one even knows she's married.
And who hides their husband?
And on top of that,
when her husband died,
he gave her all of his money,
so she's a double billionaire.
Just scrolling on Instagram
to see your tiny face
in the background
of one of her stories.
You know you're not gonna be
able to do this without my help.
All right.
One condition.
What?
You gotta leave our son alone.
I'm serious,
that boy is innocent.
- Uh-huh.
- He's going to college.
He has his whole life
ahead of him.
I can't let you come here
and ruin his life.
Come on.
It's no fun without the son.
And he's kind of cute.
Stop it, Maggie, I'm serious.
Okay. Cool.
It's tempting,
but I'll play by your rules.
I'm on board as long as you are.
2305 Stillwell Avenue.
2305 Stillwell. Avenue Subview
to West 28th Street,
we have a male
begging for money...
Get your feet off my desk.
How many times
I got to tell you?
Damn, you're so disrespectful.
You're gonna wanna hear this.
Okay. Um, once you get your feet
off my desk.
Oh, you're so boring, Hines.
Oh, thank you.
- You're welcome.
- Okay.
Is that hard?
Why are we following
this Lawrence case?
Hmm? This thing is a year old
and it's open shut.
Okay? Crazy father
and daughter duo
try to pull a scam
and they get popped.
Both die on the scene.
Case of the crazies closed,
right?
Right.
Wrong.
Pops and daughter both get shot.
The father was never found.
And Joanna?
She was rushed to the hospital
where she escaped
after she k*lled a doctor.
- Really?
- Uh-hmm.
Walked right out the hospital
dressed in the doctor's clothing
and no one suspected a thing.
Okay. So, um, we should
interview the hospital staff,
see what they know.
Hines, come on.
You already know I did that.
Or we could leave this year
old case alone, Hines.
Why can't you just do what
I ask you to do for a change?
- I always do what you ask.
- Then do this.
Oh, come on, man.
Let me ask you a real question.
What?
Why is this so important to you?
I got to tell you
how to do your job again, huh?
So, uh, Irving,
our job is to, you know,
get the bad guys off the street,
make sure that they
don't roam around
and hurt innocent people.
So let me tell you something
about Joanna and her father.
Uh-hmm.
They need to be caught
and brought to justice.
- Okay.
- That's why.
Now, do you understand?
Oh, I understand.
Sounds a bit personal to me,
but you know me, Hines.
I won't pry.
I got work to do.
Catch you in a bit.
You got that paperwork?
Oh, oh
Yeah, yeah
Superficial loving now
I'm picking up the pieces
Right back to the bottom
Starting again
Can't trust another soul
Lost my faith to evil
Back and forth,
run and run again
I've been through
the web of sins
There's no way in hell
I would do it again
What was that?
What the hell... oh my God.
What are you doing?
What are you doing?
What the hell did you do?
- Ow.
- What did you do?
Are you trying to k*ll
yourself again?
No. No.
I was putting the bottle
and I slipped on the glass.
Something has to change,
Whitney.
No! No!
I am your mother!
You call me mom!
I'm picking up the pieces
Right back to the bottom
Ah. Careful, careful.
You know, it's like I haven't
talked to my mom in a year.
I don't even know who you are.
- Oh, Mom.
- This is...
Mom.
What the heck happened?
Mom, are you okay?
I slipped.
Mom, keep still.
Baby.
I don't even know
who you are anymore.
- I mean, what is this?
- Stop.
I was married to a m*rder*r
and his devil child.
Hold this.
She almost k*lled us all.
You remember your best friend?
She k*lled him.
He was a son!
That poor mother.
I failed.
- I failed.
- Listen to me.
- I did.
- Listen to me.
You didn't fail.
We're alive.
You saved us. You saved us.
But Mom, you're failing
right now.
I can't... I can't...
I can't sit here and see this.
Brian, she's not failing
right now.
Man, come on.
Don't be so hard on her.
Hey, don't... you're too young,
you don't know anything, okay?
- Don't talk to him like that.
- She needs to hear this.
Just hold it. Just hold it.
It's okay, Mom.
- It's okay.
- I'm...
It's not too late.
Mom,
we can still be family, okay?
It's not too late.
Lost my faith in people
Back and forth
running around again
I've been down low
ever since
- There is no way...
- I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry, baby. I'm sorry.
It's okay.
You know Mommy
didn't mean it, right?
- I'm sorry.
- If you're really sorry,
you'll go get help.
Okay, baby. I promise.
I'm sorry.
You promise?
I promise.
Okay.
I couldn't sleep for months.
So I took every
sleeping pill known to man.
Nothing worked.
So I started drinking wine,
which was good, um,
because it, uh, helped me relax
and started allowing me to sleep
just a little bit,
but it wasn't enough.
And I needed something stronger,
so I...
started...
hard liquor.
And the next thing I know,
I was...
a functioning drunk.
Waking up, going
to sleep with a bottle,
neglecting work.
It got so bad
that my oldest son Brian,
he started calling me Whitney,
stopped calling me Mom.
So this morning, he looked at me
and for the first time
called me Mom, and...
told me it was time to get help.
So here I am.
Whitney?
Hi.
Oh, my God. Cedric.
- Hi. What are you doing here?
- Hey.
Yeah. Hmm.
- You okay?
- Um,
obviously not 'cause I'm here.
Well, you look good as always.
Oh, stop it.
You always knew what to say.
Can we... can we talk?
Am I in trouble?
You could be.
Black, one sugar.
You remembered, I see.
Uh-hmm.
How could I forget?
I know
how you liked your coffee.
You know, I took this case
when I found out it was you.
What case?
Are you not aware of what
happened with Joanna Lawrence?
You mean the b*tch that tried
to k*ll me and ruin my life?
Yeah, I'm very familiar.
What about her?
Is she dead yet?
Not at all.
Last year,
she escaped from the hospital
where she was being held.
She was in a coma
for about a month.
Then when she awakened,
she escaped
and she k*lled the doctor.
She's been on a run ever since.
We were wondering
if she had reached out to you
or if you had seen her.
Is this a joke?
- Not at all.
- So she's been roaming free?
I thought she was locked up.
And believe me,
had I been on the case
from the jump,
she would have been.
What about Michael?
Did they find his body yet?
No.
Okay.
This is unbelievable.
I...
so they're both
just running free
after what they did to me
and my family?
As of right now, yes.
But we do know
that Michael
was injured pretty badly.
Yeah, I know.
I was the one who put
the b*llet in his chest.
I know. And, look,
he could be dead
for all we know.
I mean, we just...
we just don't have a body.
My God.
I've been a wreck
the entire year.
I keep looking over my shoulder
thinking Michael was just
gonna show up at my front door.
I ruined my life. I ruined...
my family.
I have to worry about her too?
Well, it's been over a year
and no one's tried
to contact you,
so, as of right now,
I wouldn't worry as much.
But we do know that
Michael has a history
of marrying wealthy women
and then they mysteriously die
and he somehow gets
the inheritance,
so who knows
who his next victim could be.
What do you need from me?
We were thinking that
maybe you could help us
find him or Joanna.
I mean,
like you were the last person
that was close to him
that we know of.
Is there anything
that you could tell us
that could help us out,
to lead us
in the right direction,
to tell us
where they could have gone?
I can tell you're off
to the wrong start.
What do you mean by that?
- Her real name's not Joanna.
- Okay.
You should be looking
for a Maggie Dillon.
A Maggie Dillon?
Okay.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
Look, listen, I...
- almost lost myself to them.
- Uh-hmm.
I wanna see both of them
locked up where they belong.
Or better yet, dead.
So whatever you need me
to do to help out,
just let me know. I'm in.
I will.
We want the same thing.
For right now,
we just need to get you sober.
I know.
I need to do it for my boys.
Yeah.
It's gonna take some time.
I get it. I understand.
And, secondly, yes,
keep yourself
and keep your boys safe.
Yeah. We've relocated,
so no one knows where we live.
Okay. That's good. That's good.
Meanwhile, I'm still
gonna have somebody out
in front of your house
just to keep a watch out
until this thing blows over.
But if you...
if you hear anything strange,
you see anything,
or just wanna talk,
you know
I'm always here for you.
You know that. Just reach out.
Whit, what happened to us?
Life.
It happens to all of us.
- If you know anything.
- Yeah.
Okay. See ya.
Classic case of the ex, I see.
Now, I get why you're opening up
a case after a year.
- Yeah.
- Hmm.
And I'm gonna get that b*stard
and his daughter,
so they'll never hurt
anybody else again.
It's time to eat.
Auntie Michelle,
you know you always make
the best chocolate fudge cake.
Well, thank you, baby.
Actually, I think
I'd give Auntie Michelle
a run for her money
in the cake department.
- No.
- You think?
The audacity to sit at my table
- and talk like that.
- Thank you.
Girl, you know I love your cake,
but sis your got you
by a landslide, girl.
Hmm.
Well, it looks like
we about to have us a cake-off
'cause I haven't
had the pleasure
of having
Auntie Michelle cakes yet
but I definitely had Tessa cakes
and I'm gonna say
they're pretty fire.
You know, all will try
but will no one
will ever beat
the Queen at anything.
Oh, Lord.
And you know
I brought the good stuff.
- So let's get this party stared.
- What is that?
- This is good stuff.
- It is.
Smell like you done made it
in your kitchen sink.
- She did.
- Girl, this is the bad stuff.
- Take this over here.
- You know what?
Just hush it up, Jessie,
because you wouldn't know
a good thing
if it hit you in the head.
- Now, that is true.
- Whatever.
- Haters.
- I'm just saying, friend.
- I wanna taste it.
- Yes, please.
No, you don't.
Hey, why don't you go
get Joanna?
I want her to meet
the rest of the family.
I know she's hungry.
Let her come get some food.
- Got you, old man.
- Yeah.
You know, even though your knees
won't make it to the room.
- These knees?
- Yeah. I mean...
You want me to put them on you?
You're not gonna do that.
I'll put them back on your mama.
Don't do that.
You... that's nasty.
IT. He has an amazing
new IT position.
- Is it?
- Oh, I love it.
Hey. Come in.
Hey. Joanna, the family's here
and your dad wanted me
to come and get you
so you could meet them
and eat with us.
Did he seem sure about that?
You know, I don't...
I don't wanna get in the way
or cause any problems
with your mom.
She didn't seem too happy
about me staying here.
No, Joanna, she's fine.
She's just very much
overprotective of her family.
That's all.
Don't take it personal.
- She's cool.
- Okay.
I just need to finish
this one thing.
Wow. What is it?
- Which one?
- Uh, that one.
Uh, let's just say
my worst nightmare.
So that's it?
Yeah.
Cool. Um, you're really good
at painting.
I mean, have you ever thought
about making money from it?
I mean,
with my social media expertise,
you know, I could hook you up
with an online store
- and have you poppin'.
- I do it for fun.
I don't really wanna make
a job out it, you know?
Yeah, yeah. I understand.
What's that one?
Um, it's me.
You can see the hair,
my eyes, my lips.
Um, and this is the boogyman.
Here's his eye.
Basically, the boogyman
refers to every person
who's bullied me my entire life.
What? You don't like it?
No. It just reminds me
of our neighbor
from across the street.
Weird guy,
creepy guy named Old Harry.
I mean, the whole neighborhood
refers to him as that,
you know,
'cause he's very weird.
If you put one foot
on his grass,
he blows up.
You know,
I really wanna beat him up,
but he too old for that.
He lucky.
You just have
to be patient, Trev.
One way or another,
they all get what they deserve.
The old man's time will come.
I guess you right.
But let me know
if you ever need my help.
I'm great at dealing
with mean old men.
No offense, Joanna,
but I'm good on that.
You're just a girl.
Excuse me. I'm not just a girl.
I'm a young woman.
And you should
never underestimate
the power of a woman, Trevor.
Uh-hmm. I understand.
Um, you wanna go eat?
- They waiting on us.
- Okay.
Oh, after you.
Okay.
- Oh, thank you, cuz.
- I know.
- What did you...
- Oh.
- Oh.
- Oh, well...
Look at this.
Guys, uh, this is
my daughter, Joanna.
Joanna, this is the rest
of your family.
- Aw.
- Hey, little mama.
I'm your Aunt Michelle.
I'm everyone's favorite.
It is a pleasure
to meet you, Ms. Michelle.
You are so polite. Wow.
You raised her well.
I can't take credit for that.
Her mother,
um, was an exceptional woman.
- Hmm. No, don't say that.
- I'm not...
You were exceptional as well.
No. I'm just aight.
So, um, what happened
to her exceptional mother?
Michelle.
She passed away a few years ago.
Oh, my... I'm so sorry.
Oh.
It's okay. Ever since then,
it's just been me and this guy.
Well, actually, that's not true
'cause he sent me away
to live with my grandma.
But then she died,
so I moved in with my Aunt Deb
and her six kids.
But then she died too.
They both fell down the stairs.
So now here I am.
Oh, boy. Well, thank God
I don't live in this house
- 'cause I ain't ready to die.
- Damn!
Baby, lock up
them chairs upstairs.
Michelle.
- What?
- You're so insensitive.
She just said
everywhere she goes,
somebody end up dead.
Look, she the one
who told the story,
- not me.
- Okay,
let's dig in and eat, shall we?
- Please.
- Right.
Save your stories
for another day.
Gabby?
Yes?
Can you cancel my day?
Push everything out.
I'm really nauseous.
I'm not feeling too good
right now.
And bring me a ginger ale
when you get a chance.
Absolutely.
And don't worry about it,
I'll push
all your meetings back.
- Thank you.
- Sure.
You're gonna be a big brother.
We can just keep it low-key
Keep it low-key, yeah
Wow.
Hey, uh, Joanna.
Um, I got these pictures that
I wanted to post for my mom,
and since you're a girl,
I figured, you know,
your opinion would be best.
Sure. Let me see.
Not knowing what to think
Not trying to cuff
just catch up
Maybe to feel your touch
Yeah. So which one?
Oh, I already posted one.
The second was definitely
the way to go.
I thought that, too.
You're just as visionary
as I am.
Guess so.
- Thanks.
- Uh-hmm.
I just keep it low-key
Keep it low-key, yeah
Them others
got nothing on me
Keep it low-key, yeah
We can just keep it low-key
Hello there.
Hey, son.
- You got a minute to talk?
- Yeah. Come in.
I just wanted to talk
to you about Joanna.
Uh-huh. How do you feel
about her staying with us?
She cool.
I mean, she cool to me, so...
Yeah?
And how do you feel
about Christopher?
You guys seem to have
a great relationship already.
- Yeah. I mean...
- Now, look,
I know things moved pretty fast.
I didn't get
a chance to check in
but I'm checking in now.
You know me, Mom. I'm good.
Christopher, he makes you happy,
he supports you,
and... he just got
a little extra baggage.
- That's all.
- Baggage?
- Yeah.
- What do you mean by that?
Mom, he got a whole daughter.
That sound like a whole lot
of extra baggage to me.
Don't we all?
You know, I know losing my dad
wasn't easy, you know?
And we got through it,
you and me.
And seeing you happy after that,
it just make me happy.
I love you, son.
And hearing you say that
makes me feel a lot better.
I love you too, Mom.
And I know
there's something else
that you wanna talk to me about,
so spit it out.
- What you talking about now?
- Uh-uh. Don't do that.
Me and Chris, we've been cool
and it's a little too late
to be asking
about how I feel
about Joanna now.
Plus, you always get
this little nervous twitch
in your hand when
you wanna tell me something.
So like I said, spit it out.
Okay.
Um, son, I'm pregnant.
What? How? Wait,
I'm finna be a big brother?
- For real?
- Yeah.
- Does Christopher know?
- No.
I'm actually trying to find
a good way to tell him now.
Wow. Wait. Hold on.
Ain't you a little too old
to be having kids?
Uh, look, you're gonna be
a big brother, okay?
And a good big brother.
Focus on that.
Uh, I don't know
about all that, Mom.
I'm going to college.
You know that.
I ain't finna be
helping out no more.
You and Chris forgot that.
Ma, I'm happy for you though.
I love you so much, son.
Love you.
I had to get that off my chest.
I think you got nervous
twitching and stuff on that.
Yeah, what's up
with these socks on the floor?
Clean up this room, big brother!
Oh, God.
In other news,
the police are on the hunt
for a father-daughter duo
in connection
with multiple incidents
of fraud,
aggravated as*ault,
and even homicide.
The man pictured here
is Michael Lawrence,
who was presumed dead last year.
His daughter, Maggie Dillon,
was last seen
- at Alpine Medical...
- Oh, my God. That little devil.
...where she k*lled
and impersonated her doctor
before fleeing the scene.
Both individuals
should be considered armed
and extremely dangerous.
Please be safe
and contact
the local authorities
with any information.
Hi, Tessa. This is Harry,
your neighbor
from across the street.
Can you come by and see me
immediately when you get home?
Uh, there's something
I need to tell you.
You in danger.
Girl, why you invite me
over here so early?
My brain
ain't even activated yet.
Well, I came bearing gifts
for my best friend.
What?
- Shut the hell up.
- Pow!
And you're gonna be
the godmother.
Of course.
Girl, I'm telling you you are...
What's all this excitement for?
Um, just got some good news.
Yeah. I just got
a raise on my job,
you know, so we're celebrating.
Yeah. That's wonderful.
Congratulations.
Thanks, Joanna.
Oh, you're welcome, Jessica.
That was weird.
- That was weird.
- You think she heard us?
Probably did.
I mean, we are out in the open.
I should have taken you
somewhere private.
Uh-hmm.
Something about her ain't right.
I can't put my finger on it
but something in my gut
is telling me
that girl ain't right.
She's just a little nosey,
you know?
It's not like
I can just kick her out.
You know what I mean?
- Actually, you can.
- Oh, my...
She 18. That means she grown.
- You're still crazy.
- She can figure it out
like the rest of us did.
Well, girl, forget that.
This is what we need
to worry about.
Oh, my God.
Do you know what this means?
This means that
when you k*ll them,
we get all of it.
We get everything this time.
How many brain cells
do you have?
What?
You don't understand that
if Tessa has this kid,
you get nothing?
Obviously, everything goes
to the next of kin,
which is her son, Trevor,
and her other child,
which is whatever
is in her stomach.
She can't have the baby.
You know what?
- You're right.
- Yeah.
I didn't even think about that.
So you tell me,
what do you think we should do?
k*ll all of them? Duh!
I don't think that's
gonna work this time, Joanna.
Don't you think Tessa's
too much of a celebrity figure
to just up and die?
Not to mention her and her son?
I don't think that's gonna work.
Yeah, I think we need
another angle this time.
You're right.
First, we need
to get rid of Trevor.
Then Tessa needs
to lose the baby
due to the stress and trauma
of losing her first son.
Perfect.
Right. You know what?
You're right.
I like the way
you're going with this.
- Hmm.
- It's a good plan.
Well, it's a good start.
You need to work on it.
Seriously,
what would you do without me?
What would I do without you?
I don't know.
Probably live happily
ever after with Tessa.
Right?
Daddy dearest.
You seem to really think
you're falling in love.
But don't worry.
I'll take care of the problem.
Mmm. I'm full.
This is like the best news ever.
I mean, it's a miracle, right?
Now, Chris must got
some miracle you know what,
because I did not
envision myself
getting pregnant
at this point in my life.
- Woman, ain't you too old?
- Ugh.
Look, well, I'm sorry to have
to be the one to bring this up
but y'all all
in your miracle heads.
But, Tessa, you're pushing 50.
- And look good.
- You do.
Michelle, do you always
gotta be so negative?
Hmm.
This is a beautiful thing.
- Thanks, friend.
- Darling, I'm not negative.
It's called realistic.
And that's something
you two need to try out.
Relax. Every celebrity's
having a baby
right now at this age, okay?
- Okay.
- And Tess is in her prime.
Girl, you about to be
on The Shade Room.
It's finna be poppin'.
Shade Room?
I gotta plan a shower
for you for real.
But when are you gonna tell him?
And, most important, how?
I'm thinking of throwing
a big get-together.
You know,
I love throwing a good party.
Now, don't hate.
You know I throw a good party.
You do. You do.
Something like a gender reveal
but a little different.
- I like that.
- Calm down with all of this
'cause this fantasy land
that y'all in is k*lling me.
What if he doesn't wanna have
any more kids?
Hmm? And you don't need to be
publicizing your business.
Do it in private first
and see how he feels.
Then if he's cool,
then throw your party.
Now, normally,
I wouldn't agree with Michelle
but she has a point.
I think I should tell Chris
just to see
how he responds, you know?
- I guess you right.
- Oh.
- For once. For once.
- What? Oh.
- Lord Jesus, God, thank you...
- Oh, my God.
...for finally giving
this woman some sense.
You getting on my nerves.
Still having a baby.
Cheers to you, friend.
Uh, it's...
You know
we still love you, girl.
- Long night? It's late.
- Whoa.
What are you doing up so late?
You scared me.
I couldn't sleep.
I hope
that's not a problem with you.
No, not at all.
Look, it's really late.
I suggest you get some rest
and I'm going to bed
'cause I'm tired.
Goodnight, Mom.
Uh... whoa.
I am not your mother.
Wait.
I didn't mean it.
I'm sorry.
I know I'm your stepmom now
and if it makes you feel better,
you can call me mom
if you'd like.
No. I think I just misspoke.
I understand my place now.
It's just you've been
so sweet to me
and you've made me feel
so comfortable
and I don't have a mother.
But I get it.
Oh, honey, I didn't mean it
like that at all.
It's just...
uh, look, if you're comfortable,
you can do that, okay?
I just know your mother
was an amazing woman
and I could never
live up to that
or be like that, you know?
I understand.
Goodnight, Tess.
Uh, goodnight, Joanna.
Okay. Get some rest, honey.
Okay.
Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow.
Oh. Well, well, well.
What's going on down here?
Pow!
Go ahead and inhale it.
Uh-huh. Good morning, love.
- Oh. Good morning, Mom.
- How are you?
Joanna.
- Oh, my gosh.
- Yeah, you smell that?
You like that, don't you?
- Baby.
- Give me some.
- Good morning.
- Uh-hmm.
- You see what's going on?
- Uh-hmm.
Your husband out here
cheffin' it up.
- Is that right?
- Yeah.
You didn't know I could cook
like this, did you?
- Uh-uh.
- Yeah.
Girl, don't you know I used
to manage a restaurant?
I get down in the kitchen.
- Well, is that right?
- Yeah.
So why haven't you
cooked for me?
Because I figured I would
break out the pots and the pans
'cause this is
a special occasion, you know?
- Special occasion?
- Yes, ma'am.
Don't look at me. I am just
as confused as you are.
- Uh-hmm.
- What do you mean?
Well, normally,
I would be cooking for one...
- Uh-hmm.
- ...but now it appears,
it seems like
I'm cooking for two.
How did you know that?
Can't getting nothing past me,
all right?
No, I'm just playing.
While I was taking
the trash out this morning,
I saw
your little pregnancy test.
Oh, my God. Babe, I'm so sorry.
I swear I was gonna tell you.
I was just looking
for the opportune time.
Don't be sorry.
- I'm so sorry.
- It's all good.
I'm serious. It's all good.
- Really?
- Yeah.
You couldn't tell
how excited I am.
We're gonna have a baby.
- We are.
- Yeah.
We're gonna have us
a little family, you know?
- A real family.
- Uh-hmm.
I mean, no disrespect
to you two knuckleheads
but y'all are grown.
True that.
We're making a baby.
- And you know...
- Uh-hmm.
...there is no bond stronger
than making a baby together.
You really mean that, Chris?
Yeah. You know I do.
I'm about to be a big brother.
And you're gonna be
a big sister.
Yay.
I'm so excited, babe.
You better be.
- I'll get that.
- Uh-hmm.
- I make boys.
- Yeah. I want a boy.
- Yeah.
- I want a boy.
- You make boys?
- I make boys.
- Brandon?
- Tessa.
What are you doing here?
Uh, you're gonna let me in?
- Of course. Come.
- Thank you.
Wow. What a surprise.
- Yeah. Yes.
- This is crazy.
Yeah.
Hey.
Who is this?
Um, Chris, this is Brandon.
Brandon,
this is Chris, my husband.
Uh, Brandon is my ex.
Your ex?
- Look, babe, come on.
- No, no.
What the hell is that man
doing in my house?
I don't know.
I'm just as shocked
and surprised as you are.
Then what the hell does he want?
I don't know. I didn't get
a chance to ask him.
Man. Well, you better go down
and talk to him
so you can send his a*s home
'cause he probably wants
some money or something.
Look, Chris,
there's something
I have to tell you
and I need you to listen
and I don't need you
to judge me, okay?
Look, remember how I told you
Brandon was just
my ex-boyfriend?
Yeah.
It's actually
a little more than that.
He's, um...
he's Trevor's biological father.
- What?
- Uh, I know.
Hold... whoa. No. Whoa. Hold on.
You told me that
Trevor's father was dead.
He is.
Hank is my ex-husband
and he passed away
but he wasn't Trevor's
biological father.
Wait. Whoa. No, hold on,
'cause this ain't
making no sense.
So you're gonna have
to explain this to me
like I'm a child.
I'm sorry.
Look...
when I broke up with Brandon,
I was already pregnant
but we didn't know.
And when I got married to Hank,
no one knew that
I was pregnant with Trevor.
So what about Hank?
Did Hank know about this?
Of course, he did.
But he loved me so much
that it didn't matter
if I was pregnant.
You know, he took
on the responsibility
of being Trevor's father.
So now you're telling me
Trevor don't even know
that his dad is alive?
No. And I'd like to keep it
that way if possible.
- Please.
- Hey, no. Whoa.
Hold on now.
You don't get to keep
your little secret
unless you tell me why
you kept this secret away
from me for so long.
Just listen, okay?
Brandon and I met
when we were kids.
I was 16, he was 18,
and we did everything together.
There's one particular time,
we end up running away together.
My parents came after me.
They found me.
They end up pressing charges
against him
and he got arrested,
you know, 'cause I was a minor.
And he blamed everything on me,
so much so that he ghosted me.
And I was depressed.
I fell into this deep,
dark depression.
I mean, my whole world
was crumbling down around me.
So I had to move back in
with my parents.
Moved to San Diego
and life started
getting better, you know?
You know,
I started my own business.
Then 18 years ago,
Brandon and I reconnected.
And all the feelings
that I thought were gone
just came rushing right back,
you know?
And all I know
is one night we got wasted
and one thing led to another.
I end up getting pregnant
with Trevor
but we didn't know, you know?
He asked to marry me.
He wanted to rekindle things
and he just wanted
to make things right.
Then once I found out
I was pregnant one month later,
but I didn't trust Brandon
enough to be a father,
so I ghosted him.
Never told him
that I was pregnant.
Wait.
You're telling me that
he doesn't even know
that Trevor is his son?
No one does.
Everyone thinks Hank
is Trevor's father.
Hey, whoa. I can't deal
with this right now, baby.
I'm sorry.
I just got too much going on.
You know, first, I got Joanna
randomly popping up over here.
Now you all pregnant, you know?
And now you got your ex-baby
daddy/boyfriend
- popping up in my house?
- Look, I know this is a lot
to spring on you
last minute, okay,
but I honestly didn't think
I was ever gonna see
Brandon ever again.
And I don't even know
how he found me.
I mean,
you're pretty damn famous, baby.
Only they need to do
is Google you, baby.
It's not that hard.
Look, I understand
if you don't wanna have
anything to do with me.
You know, I deserve that.
Hey, whoa. Come here now.
Why would you even say
something like that?
Don't be puttin' that type
of stuff into the universe.
I married you for better
or for worse, okay?
I meant that.
And, plus, you done
took in my daughter
and you don't even know her.
So I'm pretty sure
I can handle your little baby
daddy/ex-boyfriend
for a little while.
All right?
Why do you love me
so much, Chris?
'Cause you're mine.
I love you forever.
Man, this math happens
to be no help.
Hmm. Well, I am definitely
not the one for math.
That's the one subject
I wasn't good at.
I need you to relax, okay?
God, I hate basic math, man.
I'm not even good at it.
- I'm not understanding that.
- Play nice.
Yeah, that's funny
'cause that's the only subject
I'm not good at.
But, uh, my stepsister
Joanna is though,
so she said she's gonna help me.
Oh, nice, nice.
You know, you can hate it
all you want
but we gotta use it
to count our money, don't we?
You're right, you're right.
- Okay. There we go.
- Yeah, he's right,
'cause you know it runs
in the family, right?
We all good in Math so,
you know, I can help you too
whenever you need that.
- I'm not good in Math.
- It's okay, old man.
Joanna said
she's gonna helped me.
Plus, she looked
better than you anyway.
Good sense of humor
too I see, huh?
- Yeah, real funny.
- Yeah.
Well, uh, look, I don't wanna
take, uh, too much of your time.
I just wanted to talk
to Tessa about something
if it's all right with you.
And I mean
no disrespect in any way,
and I apologize in advance
for just popping up.
Oh, it's cool.
Like you said, no disrespect.
It's all cool.
But you mentioned popping up,
how did you even find us anyway?
- Oh.
- I mean, I'm just asking.
Well, you know, I seen the ad
that Tessa posted
on her social media.
I tried to reach out
but I didn't get a response.
And then I've seen the pic
had the location.
Yeah. So, uh, which one?
Oh, I already posted one.
The second was
definitely the way to go.
So I just...
You just popped up?
Just popped up.
Yeah.
Don't you think
it's kinda weird?
I'm saying',
that's kinda creepy, bruh.
Chris. Chris, please.
Just stop. Just...
No, no. I mean, my bad.
I didn't mean any disrespect,
like I said. I'm sorry.
It's cool, like I said.
But I'm watching you, dawg.
Get no idea, she's mine now.
Yeah. Yeah, I see, I see.
And you can't have her back.
Sure.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
So, uh, how you been?
It's been a minute.
Yeah, it has.
I see you're doing well
for yourself.
You know, uh,
my ex-wife has, like,
every shape you've ever put out.
Ex-wife?
Yeah.
And, uh, it didn't work out.
What happened,
if you don't mind me asking?
She wasn't you.
Stop, Brandon.
You know we were
so toxic as kids.
It would have never worked.
Come on, man. Two kids in love?
I guess you're right.
I guess it would have
been too good to be true.
But why, Tess?
Why do you just up
and leave like that?
I mean, I proposed,
I did everything
I thought you wanted me to
and next thing,
you then just up and left.
That was almost
20 years ago, Brandon.
None of that even matters now.
As you can see.
To you. But to me,
it feels like yesterday.
I waited for you, Tess.
You never came back.
Yeah?
Well, I guess now you know
how I felt when you left me.
I was 18.
I went to jail
because of your parents.
I mean,
what was I supposed to do?
After my father
got my record expunged,
he moved me as far away
from you as he could.
It's not my fault.
Hey,
everything all right out here?
Yes. Um, actually,
Brandon was just leaving.
Look, Tess, I'm at the West Inn
a couple miles from here.
And I'll be here till Sunday.
Just maybe we can continue
our conversation?
Maybe you can leave right now.
The lady already said
you can go, bruh.
What the hell was that?
Why is that man out here
yelling at you, Tessa?
It was nothing, Chris.
Don't worry about it.
- Hey.
- Just leave it alone.
Well, well, well,
rule number one, never fall
in love with the target.
Shame on you.
Yeah, I'm not doing nothing.
I'm just chilling outside.
Yeah, it is a good day.
What, you try and
come over here or something?
Yeah, you can come over here.
All right.
Hey, where's Tessa?
Where's your mother?
Damn! You scared
the hell out of me.
- Where's your mother?
- She's not here.
And what are you doing
on our property?
Hello?
You got a criminal
in your house.
What? What are you
talking about? Get off me.
Talking to a boogeyman, I see?
Evil!
You're a criminal!
When your mother comes,
I'm gonna tell her everything
if you don't.
And after I tell her,
I'm gonna tell the police!
Hmm.
Jo, that man is crazier
than I thought.
Yeah. What was he
even talking about?
I don't know.
Sounds like a bunch
of gibberish.
Yeah, it did.
I only have...
...three b*ll*ts...
My life is all I got.
...living here.
Huh?
Yeah.
When we heard about it,
we took an Uber back home.
And you said you saw Michael
leaving in a car?
Yeah. When we got back home,
Mom and Aunt Cass were sitting
in the living room.
And I went back
to go get a drink
and I saw Michael
through the window.
And he seemed like
he was hurt pretty badly.
He didn't see me and
he didn't know that I saw him.
So why didn't you tell anyone?
I was scared, I guess.
He told me but it was, like,
three months after the fact.
So we just kept it to ourselves.
I mean, it was too late.
Why didn't you guys tell me?
Okay. You went through a lot,
you know. I'm sorry.
But it's a year later,
so why are you all coming
to question us now?
It don't make sense.
Because I promised your mother
that I was gonna
find this guy...
- Uh-huh.
- ...and I was gonna lock him up.
- And I intend on doing that.
- Right.
Now if Michael and Maggie
are still out there somewhere,
you guys could
still be in danger.
So, we're just... we're just
trying to keep you safe.
So you all have no idea
where they are
and you need our help
to find them?
That's real professional.
Look, like I said,
we just wanna keep you
and your mother safe.
Brian, Eric, Detective Hines
is an old friend of mine.
He's just here to give us
the proper justice.
You can trust him. I do.
Well, uh, I got something
I could possibly help.
Michael drove off
in a neighbor's car.
So you're saying that
if we find that car,
we could potentially figure out
where Michael went?
Yeah.
It's a... it's a long shot
but it could help.
Yeah.
So, are we safe?
Do we have to worry
about Michael or Joanna?
Well, according to your mom,
Michael hasn't tried
to reach out or reconnect,
so we don't see any reason
why he would do so now.
Uh, plus, you guys
were relocated,
so even if he did try and look,
he wouldn't know
where to find you.
So as of right now,
I wouldn't worry about much.
But just in case, um, we have
an unmarked vehicle outside
just keep watch
until this thing all blows over.
Okay.
I'm gonna walk them out.
Thank you, guys.
- Take care.
- You too. Go on.
- Bye kiddo.
- Bye.
We're chillin', man.
Thank you so much for caring.
Whitney, I love you.
That has never changed.
Um, well,
maybe when all of this is over,
we could get
a proper cup of coffee.
I'd love that.
In the meantime, stay safe.
- Uh-hmm.
- Keep an eye open.
And if you see or
you hear anything...
- Call you.
- You already know.
- Yeah. Will do.
- All right. I'll talk to you.
- Be safe.
- Okay. Thank you. You too.
I don't know, it was just
really weird, you know.
He called me. He said it was
an emergency, to come over.
And when I got there,
he was just lying there dead.
Well, I'm sorry, baby.
I mean, you two weren't close,
were you?
No, not at all.
He was just the old mean man
in the neighborhood,
but it's still crazy
to see a dead body.
I've never seen
one of those before.
I mean, you said
he was like 80 years old, right?
He had a heart attack.
He was an older person.
It happens. It's life.
I don't know. I just wonder
what he had to tell me.
Baby, relax.
Come on, baby.
- Don't overthink.
- Mm.
There's nothing you can do,
so don't worry about it.
Maybe you're right.
I still wanna send his family
something, you know.
I don't even know
if he has family.
Hmm. That would be nice.
Hmm. Hmm.
This is crazy.
Come in.
Hey. Oh. Oh, my bad.
- I didn't mean to...
- No, it's fine. It's fine.
You can come in.
Okay.
Maybe you can even sit
if you want.
Thanks.
Uh-hmm.
I just wanted to let you know
that the boogeyman died.
Oh, the old man
who lives across the street?
What happened?
You know, heart attack.
Hmm. Well, I did tell you,
every bad guy gets
what they deserve.
Yeah, you did.
But I mean,
he was old and creepy
but, you know,
no one really deserves to die.
Well, it doesn't matter now.
He's gone, so be happy.
Damn, you savage.
That's cool there.
Uh, it's my new painting.
Do you like it?
Yeah. It's cool.
Hmm.
And what is it?
It's you and your dad.
Wait, really?
Uh-hmm.
I miss him so much.
He was a... he was a nice guy.
Was?
Why do you say was?
Well, Joanna, he died.
I told you this already.
That's not the truth, Trevor.
I need to tell you something,
but you're not gonna like it.
What?
Your father is alive.
And I know who and where he is.
Hey, Trev.
What are you doing here?
Is it true?
Is what true?
You really my father?
What?
Tessa Michaels speaking,
how may I help you?
How could you not tell me
he was mine?
Wait, what... what...
what are you talking about?
You know what the hell
I'm talking about.
Trevor. He's mine, isn't he?
Wait. First of all,
calm down, Brandon, okay?
You don't have the right
to talk to me like that.
We can meet like civilized
adults and discuss this.
But that energy you're giving me
is not gonna fly with me.
I'll make sure
you never see him again, okay?
Now do I make myself clear?
Look,
that's not gonna work, Tess.
That's my son.
Now legally, I can take you
to court for joint custody.
Now why would you
wanna do that, huh?
Trevor is 17 years old.
He's an adult in another year.
He could do whatever
he wants to do.
But for right now,
he stays with his mom.
Nice try, Tess.
You will be hearing
from my attorney.
Hello? Brandon.
Hey, Terry.
Hey, man, look, uh, I need you
to do background check
on a guy named
Christopher Michaels.
Yeah. He's the guy living
in the house with my son.
I need to know
everything about him.
Jessica, you will not believe
what just happened.
Yes. Somehow,
Brandon found out about Trevor.
Girl, hell no. Shut up.
How the hell he find that out?
Girl, I have no idea.
I don't know
who could have said anything.
The only people
that know are you and...
I gotta call you back.
Then who else could have said
something, huh? I only told you!
Tessa, I told you I didn't
say anything, all right?
I didn't tell Joanna nothin'.
So then how did she know?
Trevor doesn't know!
I don't know, okay?
I'm trying to figure it out.
It's...
You're right, Mom.
I didn't know.
How could... how could you
lie to me all my life?
Baby, I'm sorry.
If you'd just give me
the opportunity to explain,
you know, I would never
do anything to hurt you.
No, Mom!
You know how much that hurt me?
Just to know this whole
entire time that he was dead?
Mom, I just would have been
better knowing that I had a dad.
Give me a chance
to explain, son.
You know I love you
and I would never do anything
to intentionally hurt you.
You know that, right?
Um, did I miss something?
You little evil b*tch!
You're trying to destroy
my family?
No, you did that by yourself.
No, you... I'll k*ll you!
- I'll k*ll you!
- Tess.
I'll k*ll you!
Tessa!
What...
The f*ck is wrong with you?
Get your a*s out of my house!
Get out now!
Get out now!
Get out of my house!
Come on, get up. Get up.
All right. I'm sorry.
- Get out!
- Baby, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
What the hell
are you doing here?
I'm here to get my son.
- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.
Now damn you.
- Mom, I'm fine. I gotta go.
- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I already called... I already
called Brandon to pick me up.
- I'm sorry, baby.
- I already called him.
Where are you going?
I'm going to spend more time
with my dad.
Trevor.
Don't you ruin
my f*cking family!
Mom!
Mom, get out here! Mom!
Stupid for you to come here
and you know now
you're too stupid to get here.
Stop! Chris, stop it!
Chris, you're gonna k*ll him!
Please, stop!
What is wrong with you?
What has gotten into you, huh?
Are you okay?
This is ridiculous.
Joanna, let's get outta here.
Please. Trevor.
Trevor! Trevor!
What the... where did they go?
This is all you
and your little demon child's
fault. You know what?
I'm calling the police
and I'm pressing charges.
I don't care how young she is!
You ain't gonna call nobody,
all right?
I'm gonna find your son.
I'mma bring him back.
You hear me? Damn!
Brandon,
what are you guys doin'?
Get up.
Out here looking crazy.
- Look, I got something for you.
- Hmm.
Move your legs.
Here you go.
Stop being a baby.
Just hold it. Hold it.
It will help with the swelling.
Look, Tess. I'm...
I'm sorry for all
this mess, Tessa.
I just really wanted
to get to know my son.
If I've known years ago,
I woulda...
You woulda what, Brandon?
Married you a long time ago.
You weren't saying any of this
when you threatened
to take me to court.
Come on, look, I was just upset.
And obviously
I didn't mean any of that.
You already raised a great kid.
I mean, why would I wanna
come in between that?
Thanks, Brandon.
Look, um, I'll be back.
Just hold it
and, um, I'll be back.
Okay.
Talk to me.
We have Christopher Michaels.
Uh, checks out clean.
Looks like he was a manager
of a restaurant
in Downtown San Diego
called Catch.
Prior to that,
there is not a whole lot of.
Looks legit.
Thanks, T.
No problem, bro. Hey.
By any chance, you got a picture
of this guy, text it to me.
I could dig a little deeper
into the database
to see what facial
recognition brings up.
You know what? Hold on.
I sent it to you now.
Okay. I got it.
Give me some time and let me see
what I could find out.
Thanks, T-man.
- I'll talk to you soon.
- Okay. Bet.
Trevor, I got your text.
I'm on my way now
to pick you up.
Oh, Trevor,
it looks like we have company.
I wonder who it is.
Come in.
Oh, my God, Trev!
You know,
if you want something done,
you gotta do it yourself.
Ugh. I'm always waiting
for this man.
Mag?
I know you in here, Mags. What...
The hell did you do?
Oh, Daddy Dearest,
what a lovely surprise.
You know,
you really caught me by shock.
Falling for one of your marks?
You've never done that before.
And I guess Tessa's the one
who really stole your heart.
No, no, man.
Maggie, I told you.
I told you when you found me
I was happy.
I told you I was past this sh*t.
I wanna put this behind me,
but no, you just had to show up
and force yourself
back in my life.
If you were so happy,
why don't you tell Tessa
who you really were, Michael?
Hines, you got a minute?
Sure. What's up?
Hey, so we end up
doing some research
on the car that Whitney's son
said that he saw.
- Okay.
- It turns out that that car
was the neighbor's car.
So we spoke to them
and they said
they tracked the car
when he took it.
They end up finding the car
in some abandoned road
in San Diego.
And they even filed
a police report
on the matter.
I mean, look, I know
that it's been over a year,
but it's worth a shot.
- San Diego?
- Uh-hmm.
Let's go.
What?
Yeah, you don't deserve
to be happy.
You don't deserve Tessa.
She's better than you.
You should rot in a cell
for all the wrong you've done.
What the hell are you
talking about, Maggie?
Don't you understand
that we coulda been good?
Don't you understand
that this was our way out?
We could have been regular.
We coulda fit in
with everybody else.
Baby, we didn't have
to k*ll nobody no more.
Shut up! You k*lled my mother!
You took the one thing
I loved away from me!
And for that,
everything you love,
I swear I will take from you.
You will never be happy
as long as I'm around.
And poor Trevor.
He has to die because of you.
- No.
- Just so Tessa gets depressed
and kills herself
with that special
little c*ck of yours,
then that baby inside
of her dies too,
and I get everything.
I live happily ever after.
- No, no. All right.
- I'm the only child
that gets to live and be happy!
It's me!
All right, all right,
all right, all right.
All right, Maggie.
All right. You got it.
Okay. sh*t. Whatever you say,
Maggie. You win.
You're the boss. Just tell me
what you want me to do?
Why do you keep laughing?
What's so damn funny?
See, that was my original plan.
I came up with a better one.
Yeah, and what's that?
I k*ll all of you
and I get everything.
I'll start with you!
What's wrong with you?
Hmm?
I'll k*ll you, Mag!
Whoa.
Mag, put the g*n down, Maggie.
Freeze!
Get your hands up, Maggie.
Drop that g*n
or we will sh**t you!
Cuff her.
- Man, she is...
- Him too.
I don't know
what's wrong with her.
- Right.
- No! No, no.
She got the g*n, man!
Tess? Son? Are you okay?
Here, let me get this
off your face.
Tess. Tess, wake up.
Wake up, Tess.
Brandon.
Come on. Get up, baby. Get up.
Come on, man.
You don't even gotta
do all of this, bro.
Thank you so much.
Look, officer, I'm innocent.
He made me do it.
He m*rder*d my mother
and he told me he'd k*ll me too
if I didn't comply.
Yeah, tell that to the judge.
You are lucky
to be alive, Miss...
Daniell.
It's not Michaels.
It's Ms. Daniell.
Well, Ms. Daniell,
you must have somebody
looking out for you up above
because, um, these two
have gotten away with a lot.
But they won't be getting away
with anything else.
We can promise you that.
Honestly,
I have Brandon to thank.
He used to be an ex-cop
so he was able to
pull some strings.
Otherwise we'd probably be dead.
I'm just glad I could help out.
Oh, my God.
She's beautiful.
Ms. Maggie, you have a visitor.
Maggie Dillon.
Your father, he escaped
from prison about a week ago
and we don't know where he is.
We're gonna need your help
finding him.
Hey, baby.
Daddy's home.
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