Forever My Lady (2026) Movie Script
1
(music warms up) (rattling)
(flute melody)
(Iris screams)
(whimsical music plays)
(tense music plays)
(Iris screams)
Hey shawty, you all right?
You all right, shawty, what's up?
[Iris] Just let me go!
What the fuck is you doing around here anyway?
What, you lost or something?
Hey shawty, what, you scared?
Yo, man, let her go, bro.
(haunting vocal music)
(motorcycle revving)
(dramatic sting)
(ominous music plays)
(dramatic music plays)
(music continues)
(music continues)
(music continues)
(eerie music plays)
(Sebastian speaking Latin)
(Irene screams)
Jesus.
Babe, you okay?
Yeah.
I just had another nightmare.
Do you want me to get you something?
No, no, it's okay.
I'm just gonna take a Stay Woke.
I don't want to go back to sleep.
All right. Suit yourself.
Goodnight to you too.
(dramatic piano music plays)
(Sebastian screams)
(birds chirping)
I understand.
Yes, sir, we'll be right on top of it.
Make it priority.
(Shanel knocks)
Come on in. Have a seat.
[Shanel] You wanted to see us, Cap?
Yeah, come in and have a seat.
I'll get back to you. Yeah.
Hey, Captain, I hope this doesn't take too long
'cause I got a date with this fine ass
flight attendant tonight.
She flies out first thing in the morning
and I need a little bit of time to get it in,
you know what I'm saying?
Dumars, not today.
Just got off the phone.
Some real serious shit we dealing with, all right?
Yes, sir.
What's your problem, son?
What you want to be, a comedian?
What you want to be, a tall Eddie Murphy?
Huh?
You know what, if I didn't know your father, son.
Your ass would be off this force, you understand?
You'd be right back working at your cousin's cleaners.
You want to go back to that?
[Dale] No, sir.
I didn't think so.
So I don't want to hear no more
of your shit, you understand?
[Dale] I got you, Cap.
This shit is serious.
So it's that serious, Captain?
Yeah, it's that serious.
Like IAB serious.
They're down here crawling up our ass
with a magnifying glass.
They want to know why our caseload is so backed up
that we can't get on this new case that's top priority.
Take a look at that.
That's Darren Smiley.
His wife Iris.
Darren's a big time contractor with the city.
He and his family are very close
to Mayor Samuel and Judge Peterson.
Just got a call this morning, personally, from the mayor.
He wants us to get on this case.
All right?
Now, you know, they're all chummy.
Their kids go to school together.
So we gotta keep this thing out of the media.
Especially since the mayor has this clean up the city,
clean up the streets initiative
that he started a couple of months ago.
And we have people out in the streets saying the mayor,
the judge can't protect one of their own.
How the hell they gonna protect us?
You understand?
That's why this shit is so serious.
How long have they been missing?
Two days.
Look, I think it's a good thing that the mayor
want to clean up the streets and clean up the city.
And I guess some people don't like
the idea of gentrification, they're making it known.
You understand?
But to me, personally, how can you be mad
if somebody wants to come in and clean up your community?
Well with all due respect, Captain,
I think you're a little out of touch.
What? I'm out of touch with what?
I'm just saying.
Cleaning up the neighborhood is one thing.
Gentrification is when they come in and they build
all this affordable housing, but who is it affordable for?
They force all the poor people out
'cause they raise the prices.
So now they can no longer afford to live there,
which means they gotta leave, and they end up homeless.
So I more than understand why they're angry.
Okay.
I hear you.
But this right here?
It's coming from the top.
Seems to be a lot of noise out in the street,
and there's one person in particular.
Terrell...
Danks.
AKA Banks.
I want you to start your investigation there.
Take a look at him.
Yeah, Cap.
I mean, we know Banks.
I mean, but Banks is a bad guy, but he ain't that guy.
I mean he's a general out there in the streets.
You know, he ain't finna do nothing
that's gonna get him caught up.
Especially not kidnapping no white folks.
We don't commit these kind of crimes, sir.
I mean let alone a whole white family?
No.
I agree with him, Captain.
But what we'll do is we'll still go,
and we'll check with people in the neighborhood.
We'll ask around.
We on it.
All right.
Well let's get to it.
All right.
Reid.
(dramatic piano music plays)
Let me tell you something.
You know.
I know what it's like to lose somebody
you love in the line of duty.
And your father would be real proud
of the work you're doing in the community.
And that's why we took this job.
To protect and to serve.
You understand?
Don't ever lose sight of that.
Okay?
All right.
All right.
Thanks, Cap.
You're welcome.
(eerie music plays)
Please don't kill me.
(sobs)
You're not Irene.
You're not Irene.
If you were, you would live a kinder life now!
But you are not!
(music continues)
No.
No, you're right. You're right.
I'm not Irene, I'm Iris.
You have the wrong person.
Please, just let me go.
I'm sure she loves you.
Please.
What did you say?
What'd you say? Love?
(laughs)
My redeemed existence has never afforded such a word.
(vocal harmony music plays)
(Iris sobs)
Do you know what it's like to live
for almost 2,000 years in unforeseen neglection?
Please, please, please.
Please.
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
Hush now.
No, please.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
It will be over soon. I promise.
I promise, it will be over soon.
No, no, no, no, no.
Oh please, oh please.
(screams)
We can all just go away.
Get away from all this wonderful city life.
What do you think?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
What?
What's bothering you?
You've been this way all morning.
What? I'm fine.
No you're not.
I've been doing all of the talking today.
You are one million miles away. Where are you?
What's going on?
Is it Jacob?
No.
Well, I mean yeah, it's always Jacob, but no, it's...
You're gonna think it's so stupid.
Try me.
I've been having this reoccurring nightmare.
It's...
There's this guy, he seems to be
from like ancient times or something,
like from Athens, or Rome, or,
I don't know, someplace like that.
And he's getting hit up with all these arrows.
He's saying something in Latin.
It's the same every time
and I can't quite figure out what it is.
Okay. What else happened?
Nothing.
Just terrifying, it wakes me right up every time.
Okay, well what does Jacob say about it?
Oh god, nothing.
I was talking to him about it, but I was just boring him.
It was hard enough getting him to agree
to this pre-marriage counseling session tonight.
The mess.
Oh my god.
This is getting old, Irene.
Love should be easy, not forced.
Excuse me.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
I get so wrapped up in my own little world
when I'm doing my morning exercises
that I sometimes don't see where I'm going.
It's okay. We were in the way.
Oh, wow.
You have the hair of a goddess and eyes of an angel.
You're exactly what I've been looking for.
(gentle acoustic music plays)
This is nice. What's that?
[Gus] Oh, well, that means eternal love.
Well, thank you, but I have a boyfriend.
Oh, yes.
A lad who neglects his lady of sentiments
meant to be items of affection from his heart.
He can only lead as far as his own ambitions.
Don't you think, um...
Oh, um, sorry. Your accent's really appealing.
Irene. Name's Irene.
Irene.
Irene.
Do you know that you have a very important name?
No, I was just named after my great grandma.
No big deal.
Big deal indeed.
Your name originated from Greece, and it means peace.
And had a silent E at the beginning.
Wow, you're a killer, huh?
Most men wouldn't know that, right?
Are you nostalgic?
Someone will say that.
My name is Augustus. Augustus Rossi.
My friends call me Gus.
Pleasure to make your acquaintance.
Well, if you all are regulars,
maybe we run into each other again.
I jog here every day about same time.
Okay.
Maybe we'll see you here.
Well, you ladies have a great day.
Bye.
My dream.
He said my name originated from ancient Greece.
Remember? Like in my dream?
Sure.
There's the man of your dreams right there.
Has Jacob ever been in any of your dreams?
So she came over, right? And she sat on my lap.
Yeah, she...
(door slams)
Yeah, we should grab something to eat.
Hey.
Tracy.
Bryce and I are gonna go shoot some hoops with the guys.
Yeah, I can see that.
What about our appointment tonight?
Oh, shit.
Well, you see, like, this just came up last minute.
And I figured what the hell,
I mean, we can do that tomorrow, right?
Would.
That be okay? Tomorrow?
Would that be okay, sweetie? Huh?
Tomorrow?
What a fucking loser.
Wow. Loser.
This coming from a girl that turned down
an engineering job to be a full time nudist.
Man, fuck you, bro.
You are too simple-minded to understand
the Black vibe, so please don't try.
[Jacob] Okay.
I think you better go. Your friend's waiting.
Yeah?
Yeah?
All right.
Well, okay then.
Bryce, you ready to get out of here?
Yeah, yeah, whenever you are.
It's getting a little intense in here.
All right.
See you later.
(dramatic piano music plays)
Slide on 'em.
Iverson on 'em!
That boy good!
That boy good, huh?
What I tell you?
Look, you can't guard me, dawg.
- You can't guard me, dawg!
- Whatever, man, whatever.
That was just luck.
Everyone knows it's luck, right?
Yeah, "luck," yeah, yeah.
I've been killing you all day, man.
Look, look, it was a good move, all right?
It was a good move.
I'm just off today, man.
I got shit on my mind, you know?
Yo, that bitch Tracy.
That bitch Tracy is feeding Irene's mind
with some bullshit I can't even explain to you.
Yeah, listen, we cool, dawg, but don't ever call
no Black woman no bitch in front of me.
Matter of fact, don't ever call
no Black woman no bitch period, all right?
Yeah, yeah, Tracy is fine as fuck.
And she's the true definition of a Black queen.
Like, up here.
Up here? Okay.
[Bryce] Yeah, yeah.
All right, my bad, my bad.
I got you. Don't worry.
All good.
Cool, cool.
[Bryce] Speaking of which.
What's up?
Damn.
She fine as...
Hey, she with one of y'all?
She one of y'all girl?
I think I might know who this is.
Just wait here one sec.
Just wait just one second.
There she is!
What's up, baby girl?
Hey.
Just came to watch you play. Is that okay?
I'm not really feeling it today,
so I'm just gonna go home with you, all right?
Okay.
All right. All right.
Hey yo, Bryce, come here, bro.
Yeah, so this is my Black queen right here.
This is Paula.
Your Black queen.
My Black queen, yeah, you heard me.
- Hi, very nice to meet you.
- Hi, nice to meet you.
Very nice, yeah.
I'll just wait for you in the car.
All right. Keep it warm.
Yup, yup.
Where you meet her at, bro?
All right, so this one here?
She live in the Swanky Estates.
I know.
Same apartment as Irene?
Come on, man, you're bugging.
Look, look, look, Irene is too much of a saint, all right?
Look, she wants me to wait
'til we get married before I can hit it and.
I got needs, my brother.
She fine, but you bugging, man!
[Jacob] Hit a three for me, bro. Hit a three.
I'll call you tomorrow!
Yeah, aight, she got friends?
I'm so hungry I could eat everything in this bag.
I mean everything in this.
I mean, I might even eat the bag.
I don't care.
If you want to eat the bag, eat the bag,
but don't eat the bag or none of the food
until I drop you off.
No, seriously, I've heard you eat before
and you sound absolutely disgusting.
Even the way you chew your toothpick is disgusting.
All right, you know what?
I will wait to have my moment with this food.
(laughs)
What?
What's so funny?
You.
You ain't never busted your service weapon
even at the range.
Come on now, Dale, stop playing with me.
This is my father's service weapon.
It's the weapon he had when he died.
That was the only time he fired it.
My father always believed that the less people you shoot,
the more people you save.
So, that's why I ain't never fired my weapon.
But trust and believe when I do,
it's gonna be for a significant reason.
I respect that. That's good police.
Yeah.
My bad.
It's all good.
[Dale] Your dad was a good man.
Great.
Hey yo.
Ain't that Banks?
Yeah, that's Banks.
Hey, Banks!
[Shanel] Yeah, call his ass over here.
Hey, Banks! Come over here, man!
Let me holler at you!
Yo, what's up with it, OG?
[Banks] What's up, Dale?
What's up?
Ah, man, everything's cool, you know.
It's just funny seeing you out here because my captain.
Actually showed me a picture of you today.
What else is new, Dale?
Right, but no, it wasn't about anything, like,
It was crazy because there's this
caucasian couple that came up missing.
And, I mean, everybody knows your stance on gentrification.
[Shanel] Right.
How you feel about that, and it sucks.
It ain't cool. Ain't nothing cool about that shit.
But I mean we still gotta do our jobs, you know?
So I just want to know, you know anything about that?
White people that came up missing.
(Banks chuckles)
Man, I done seen a lot of white people
running around here lately, man.
What you talking about, Dale?
Now Mr. Banks, this is still your community, bro.
And at the end of the day, we got somebody out here
that's brazen enough to be kidnapping people.
And I don't care if they white, if they Black.
It don't matter.
We just gotta get them off the streets.
You understand what I'm saying?
I mean you the king, right?
You know, you're absolutely right, queen.
Absolutely right.
My only problem is we need
this same type of energy, activity.
Police work.
Gas being burned.
When we need y'all.
You feel me?
Yeah.
I seen a white girl running around here the other night.
Little while later, a few minutes later, one of my guys.
Came to me, said he seen a white dude in an old van
and shit pull off, so I mean, like.
That's all I know.
I mean, y'all good?
We always good, Banks.
You know when white people start dying,
I mean, you know, you gotta work overtime.
Right.
Cool.
I need this parking space.
Not every day, Dale.
Oh, you just gonna leave me hanging?
[Banks] Fo sho.
It's like that, huh?
(chuckles)
[Shanel] You believe him?
Yeah.
Banks is one hundred.
Besides, we don't kidnap.
We don't do that shit.
(door opens)
(footsteps approach)
[Jacob] Thought you would've been in bed by now.
You're late.
Yeah, it's a little late.
Yeah, Bryce and I went out with some of the boys
after the game, had a couple drinks.
I don't know.
Guess I just lost track of time.
I'm not playing the fucking paranoia game again, all right?
I don't know what you and Tracy talk about
when you guys hang out 'cause I'm not there.
Thank god.
But that shit needs to stop.
You don't think I have a right to be suspicious
when you come home at 3 in the morning
dressed like you just came from the club?
You know what?
I'm fucking done.
This is ridiculous. All right?
What I'm gonna do right now.
I'm gonna go up and take a shower alone.
I'm very tired and I don't have time to listen
to this bullshit you're spitting my way.
[Irene] I bet you're tired.
[Jacob] Yeah.
(tense music plays)
You smell like a whore.
What?
What are you talking about?
Have you been fucking someone else?
Oh my god, are you kidding me?
When I've been saving this for you?
Have you been fucking someone else?
Do me a favor, do me a favor, do me a favor,
do me a favor, do me a fucking favor!
Do me a favor, get the fuck out of my face!
I'm not in your face, but I can be!
I'm warning you.
You put your fucking hands on me again, I swear to god.
You're warning me?
Yeah.
- You're warning me now, huh?
- Yeah, I'm warning you.
And what are you gonna do, huh, if I don't move?
What are you gonna do, huh?
What are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do?
(dramatic music plays)
Fuck. Oh fuck.
Oh fuck, fuck, fuck!
Fuck, baby.
Baby, I'm so so sorry.
Don't touch me!
Don't ever touch me again!
Okay, okay, I won't, I won't, I won't touch you.
[Irene] Get out!
Just listen to me.
Get out! Get out right now!
Get out! Get out!
Fuck.
Fuck!
(ominous music plays)
(music continues)
(dramatic sting)
(dramatic piano music plays)
(music continues)
(eerie ringing)
Fuck.
(loud bang)
(radiator hissing)
(ominous music plays)
(music continues)
(gentle piano music plays)
(dramatic sting) (Irene screams)
You scared me.
I thought you were my boyfriend.
I apologize.
Listen, Augustus.
Please. Gus.
Gus. Gus.
Listen, Gus.
I'm sure you're really charming and everything.
On top of being drop dead gorgeous,
but I said I have a boyfriend.
Hmm, boyfriend?
That's a two-part word.
You don't seem to have either of them.
Although I cannot be a boy, but I can offer you friend.
What happened to your beautiful face?
Oh.
Sorry.
Sometimes I forget proper etiquette in your country.
If I've offended you, I do not wish to do this.
It's okay. I'm on edge today.
Everything is bothering me.
I'm sorry to hear that.
Where is your friend? She couldn't make it today?
No, she's at work.
I'm gonna meet up with her later tonight, you know,
talk about going to her mom's cabin this weekend.
Sounds fascinating.
Yeah, I really, really need it.
Well, the weekend is still days away.
I was wondering if one of those nights before your trip,
if you would like to have dinner with me.
(gentle piano music plays)
You know what? You only live once, right?
But just as friends. Nothing serious.
There we go.
You own an antiquity shop in Swanky District?
Wow. I'm impressed.
They're really building that area up
to be something amazing.
It's nothing big, it was my late wife's shop.
Although she's gone, she will always be there.
I'm so sorry.
No, don't be, my dear.
I'm sure I will find someone just like her.
She would want that.
How does Thursday sound?
There's an outdoor eatery on the corner of Third.
Meet you there at 8?
All right. Sounds like a plan.
Excellent.
(music continues)
I don't know what happened.
He was fine with me being celibate in the beginning, but.
I guess he just got tired of waiting.
You know he came home really late last night?
Smelled just like sex.
When I asked him about it, he just blew up.
You know, guys, they just say they love you
when they want something from you.
It's all a lie.
Next time a guy says that crap to me I'm out of there.
I know that's right.
He's so lucky you didn't call the cops, bro.
I know.
And now you can move on.
And he better hope I never see him in the streets.
Because if I do, I will kick his sorry ass
from here to the end of this world, and you know I will.
You know I will.
(Jacob knocks)
That's Prince Charming right now.
Come to pick up his shit.
So you want me to get it?
No! No, no, don't.
I'll get it.
Look, don't let him think
he can even beg you to take him back.
Oh, please. I already set his ass straight.
There's no way.
(Jacob knocks)
Gosh.
Key.
Well, Irene, I just wanted to thank you
for throwing all my clothes
that wrinkle easily into a garbage bag.
I just really appreciate it. Thank you.
Bro, don't leave your shit there.
The dumpster's right outside.
She fucked it up. She can take it out.
You know what?
Just leave it.
Goodbye, Jacob.
(dramatic piano music plays)
Hey.
Irene, look at me.
What happened to forever?
I know the value of my love. You don't deserve it.
(car starts)
(tense music plays)
(music continues)
(music continues)
(crickets chirping)
(loud bang)
(dog barking)
Boo!
Little scary.
Oh my god, you can't be sneaking up on me like that.
You in the suburbs. Calm down.
Well they are taking girls from around here.
You down with the kings, baby.
You ain't gotta worry about none of that.
You know I got you.
So what, the white girl got you taking the trash out now?
(laughs)
Bro.
She's my friend.
She's my best friend, and her name is Irene.
Not "white girl."
And she's going through some things right now.
I'm just taking this out for her.
Yeah, well you keep loving her, man.
But you know what I find funny?
What?
How they move in the hood.
They build all this fancy up around here.
Don't think they gonna have no problems at all.
Get them a few Black friends.
They think they fit in.
Well they don't.
Well she's not like that.
They all like that.
Why don't you come inside and meet her?
Nah, I'm good. I don't need no more charges.
Well then why don't you just come.
Inside?
You getting me sick with that, you know that?
You gotta stop using your little power.
Mmhm.
(eerie rumbling)
So good.
So hungry.
(gasps) (dramatic sting)
(Paula shudders)
(groans)
(gentle acoustic music plays)
Paula?
Baby!
Fuck.
(gasps) What the fuck?
(gags)
(ominous music plays)
Whoa.
[Dale] Morning, sunshine.
How's your day so far?
Well I was having an amazing day
until I got a call from the captain.
What do we have here?
Well, we have Ms. Paula Schultz.
Ms. Schultz, meet Detective Reid.
I sure hope you have not eaten breakfast yet.
Quit fucking around, Dale, and just do it.
All right, all right.
You know, once it comes off, it stays forever.
God damn.
What'd he do? Cut her open?
Yep.
Don't make no sense killing a woman this damn fine.
It's a total waste.
I'm trying to figure out what they did
to piss somebody off like this
'cause this shit is messy and personal.
Right.
Perp came in, whacked them both.
And left.
[Shanel] Right.
Didn't touch shit.
Didn't take a damn thing.
It's crazy, right?
So, they had to enter through the back though.
We got somebody back there dusting for prints.
It was really dark back there.
Property management said that they had a bunch of bulbs out.
They hadn't replaced in a while,
so point of entry and exit is the same place.
Right.
What you thinking?
You said there was two of them?
Yeah, the other one's in the room.
Okay.
[Dale] Go check it out.
I'll hold it down out here until you get back.
(Shanel sighs)
God damn.
(dramatic piano music plays)
God.
(door slams open)
[Bryce] What the hell going on in here?
[Officer] Sir, you can't be in here.
[Bryce] Hey move, my friend is in here, man.
[Officer] Sir!
- Hey, Jay! Where you at?
- Hands behind your back now!
[Bryce] Handcuffs? Really?
[Officer] Sir!
Let me go, man, Jay! Jay!
Let me go, asshole! My buddy's in here!
Hey hey hey hey, you're not under arrest, all right?
But you can be!
What the hell is going on in here?
This guy just busted in here and started raising Cain.
He's obviously a friend
of the deceased gentleman in the back.
Right, right, officer!
Get those cuffs off of him. Now!
Sorry about that, sir.
What did you say your name was?
Jacob is dead?
Yes.
Sorry you had to find out this way, all right?
Apologize for the misunderstanding,
but Jacob's no longer with us.
Mister...
What's your name?
I'm Bryce. Bryce Hamilton.
Can I see him?
What happened?
Where is he?
Mr. Hamilton, please calm down.
Look, I got the cuffs off of you. Please.
We need you to relax, buddy. Okay?
Irene.
What?
Irene?
Irene Ludwick.
Who's that?
That's his ex.
They broke up like a week ago.
I bet you this bitch did this.
You got that?
Yeah.
All right, Mr. Hamilton, thank you.
If you just follow me, I promise you
what I have to ask you will not take long at all.
All right, all right.
Okay?
All right.
You're in good hands, all right, buddy?
All right?
Hey, man, find out what's taking them
so long with them prints.
Yes, sir.
(tense music plays)
Irene!
(speaks Latin)
(Irene and Sebastian scream)
(Irene screams)
(gentle piano music plays)
(Dale knocking)
Coming!
(Dale knocking)
All right, all right!
All right, all right, all right!
Can I help you?
[Shanel] Are you Irene Ludwick?
Yeah.
I'm Detective Shanel Reid.
This here is my partner, Detective Dale Dumars.
We'd like to ask you a few questions.
Is it all right if we came in, Irene?
Well, I'm not exactly awake yet.
Oh, I promise you this is gonna be really quick.
Won't take long at all.
Is that all right?
Okay, sure. Come on in.
[Shanel] Thank you.
(dramatic piano music plays)
Murder?
Wait, was Jacob murdered?
Yes. Jacob was murdered.
Him and his lady friend.
And we figured the best place to start getting some answers
would be to come back to his jilted lover.
So, we ended up here.
(music continues)
Sorry.
I'm sorry.
(sobs)
[Calvin] Reid, it's Captain.
[Shanel] Yeah, Cap?
What you got?
Come on, I need something.
I gotta tell the mayor something in the morning.
Okay, well, Cap, we got a lead on a female named Irene.
Seems she was the male victim's girlfriend.
Get the fuck out of here.
You're trying to tell me that there's a female
out there that's kidnapping people?
Well.
I mean, that's what we got, Cap.
Let me tell you something, you ain't got shit.
Did you follow the fucking lead that I told you?
Yeah, we did, and we talked to Banks,
and he said that there was an old ass van
rolling around the neighborhood right around
the time of the Smileys' disappearance.
That's what he said.
Stay on Banks. Do you understand me?
Find the fucking van. Stay on Banks!
That's what the fuck I told you!
Yeah, all right, Cap. Copy that.
Fuck!
You know what?
You right.
Cap is out of touch like a motherfucker.
Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you.
There was an abandoned van
on the side of the road with no plates.
The radiator blew and scared the fuck out of me.
I just left that shit right there.
Really?
[Shanel] Mmhm.
What if somebody would've been in trouble
and they would've needed you?
I've been saving people a long time.
Well, we know that's for sure.
For certain.
You didn't save anybody that night, you saved yourself.
(both laugh)
I definitely did.
(gentle mediterranean music plays)
Hey, is there something that is concerning you, my dear?
I don't want to trouble you with my problems.
We just met.
Nonsense. Please, speak to me.
It's okay.
Um.
Detectives came to my house a few days ago.
They told me that my ex-boyfriend,
he was murdered the night before.
Oh.
Yeah, and I guess Tracy and I are,
that's the girl that you met when we were running.
Right.
I guess we're suspects because he and I,
you know, we just broke up, and he hit me,
and he was found in the bed of another woman
so soon after we parted ways.
But Tracy and I, we were home that entire night.
But I guess it doesn't matter.
The old saying is where there is smoke there's fire.
(foreign word)
Hey, I'm truly sorry for your loss.
You know, shame on me for all of this.
I think you need to grieve, Irene.
So.
No.
No, Gus, it's okay.
I needed this.
The chaos of life just has a way
of just swallowing you whole, and I'm...
I don't know, I guess I'm just a girl
who wants to live some sort of dream life or something.
Hey, when I look at you, I see a woman.
A queen.
A magnificent piece of art.
The next time that you dream, my dear,
I want to be there with you when you're awake.
For the rest of your life, my dear.
(Irene laughs)
You're a ladies man, aren't you?
Or I should say a queen's king with a voice of a Greek god.
Oh my god, your voice.
I would love to wake up to your voice
every day, Gus, but yeah, I'm not a girl.
I'm a woman of reality, and the reality
is I'm not gonna be ready for a relationship
for a really long time.
No.
Listen. Look at me.
My veins no longer pump the blood of life, Irene.
You are my savior.
And we need you to nurture me back to life, Irene.
An eternity awaits us, my dear.
An eternity.
What are you talking about?
Irene.
Look.
Gus, I...
Maybe this was a bad idea.
I mean I just wanted to hang out
to get my mind off my boyfriend, you know,
so that I didn't break down all the time.
I mean yeah, he was an asshole,
but he didn't deserve to be murdered.
Look, you're great, Gus, but not with me.
Not right now.
Irene, I need you!
Irene! I need you!
You're the man in my dreams.
My sentiments exactly.
I can't do this.
[Gus] Irene!
Irene!
(car honks) (Irene screams)
[Dale] Where are all the girls?
[Shanel] Really, Dale?
That's all you can think about right now?
I'm just saying.
[Fogarty] Almost 4:20, glad y'all got here when you did.
Hey!
Fogarty! Right on time.
(Fogarty chuckles)
Go ahead and tell Shanel everything you told me.
Well I didn't tell Dale everything.
Wanted to make damn sure he had all the money
before he dragged you down here
and I got nothing to tell you, but.
We caught a lucky break on the Schultz case.
Now, Forensics went over that place
with a fine-toothed comb.
They didn't find anything
that suggested the perp was responsible.
No hair.
No DNA.
[Shanel] Right.
[Fogarty] But.
Please tell me you got some prints.
That.
With blood that matches Mr. Alexander and Ms. Schultz.
[Shanel] Perfect.
Well damn, Fogarty. You are good.
Thank you. It's what I do.
So are you gonna tell me who the prints belong to?
Patience, grasshopper.
I ran the prints, and I got a hit
on an old closed case about this man
that killed his wife in an antiquity shop.
Now, even though these prints are partials,
there's enough points for me to get an exact match.
And it exactly matched the owner of that shop.
Now stick with me 'cause it gets most curious here.
The woman that was killed in that shop
by multiple stab wounds was named Urina Kovslovski.
After an investigation, and careful questioning
of the shop owner, it was concluded
he was not responsible for the murder.
It was her husband who came in and took out
his own wife in a rit of fealous jage!
You know, Pink Panther.
Forget it. Forget it.
Anyway, so he'd heard that she'd been carrying on
with that shop owner, came down there to confront them both.
Killed her.
You have a name?
Curiouser and curiouser, Detective Dumars.
Now Dale came down here to check on my progress
and told me what y'all were working on.
Struck another core memory for me.
So, while he went to go fetch you.
I pulled up some old FBI missing persons files
to take a little looksy at something.
Now these are some unsolved cases
from the last several years.
These are some older ones from all around the nation.
Okay.
I think.
You will notice some similarities here.
I assure you.
Eileen Harper.
Gary, Indiana, found half nude, beaten, and stabbed.
Last seen delivering milk from a family farm
to the local market.
Irenka Valdemar.
Michigan Academy University exchange student from Russia.
Didn't show up for graduation.
Found the next week half naked
and beaten to death with a blunt object.
Ireland Miller.
Brigham City, Utah.
Found hanging fully nude.
Last seen with her twin brother while on a road trip
after they stopped at a truck stop.
Irerce Taylor.
Hannibal, Missouri, last seen
at a carnival miles away in Birmingham.
Found in a cage sitting in a chair with her throat slit.
Isis Harris.
Campton, Georgia, never found.
Reported missing by her mother
after she couldn't locate her cell phone.
Found in a boiler room
after being suffocated with a plastic bag.
Ivy Jones.
Long Beach, California, an aspiring actress.
Never seen after an audition.
Found abandoned in the stairwell of a warehouse.
Ira Clark.
Houston, Texas. Nurse.
Never showed up to pick up her daughter for daycare.
Found stabbed multiple times, beaten.
This one was branded with some type of ancient symbol.
[Shanel] Right there, that symbol.
Our suspect's name is Irene.
Holy shit.
Then the lights came on.
One last thing.
Something very curious to me is that all the murder weapons
seem to be some kind of ancient old arrows.
That seems like an expensive way to commit murder.
Where would you get something like that?
An antique shop.
An antique shop.
Chanel No. 5.
It's all becoming clear to you now?
Crystal.
The gent's name is Augustus Rossi.
Now, strangely enough, he inherited the shop
from his wife who was deceased, well, presumed deceased
because they never found the body.
She went missing about three months
before the whole Kovslovski business.
And I checked.
And he's still listed as the owner of that shop.
And you guessed it.
His deceased missing wife is named Irene.
Irene Rossi.
- Wow.
- Wow.
Goodnight, Irene.
This is some crazy shit.
[Fogarty] Tis.
Text me the address. Good job.
Oh, how about just a good old fashioned piece of paper?
Surprised you remember with all that weed you smoke.
Ooh, good idea.
Ha! Right on time.
Hey, put one in there for your boy.
[Fogarty] You got it.
All right.
(chuckles)
I'mma go grab a couple of UEs for backup.
You should do the same.
Cool.
[Dale] All right.
(dramatic music plays)
(siren wailing)
(tense music plays)
Crack it.
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go!
Come on, man.
Go on, go on, go on, go on, move.
[Officer] Police!
(music box jingle) (eerie music plays)
(music continues)
(music intensifies)
(eerie music plays)
(loud bang)
(music intensifies)
What the hell?
Oh man.
Jesus.
Jesus H. Christ!
Oh shit.
Oh, you gotta be kidding me.
You gotta be kidding me.
Get the fuck out of here.
Oh, man.
(haunting vocal music)
(gags)
(siren wailing)
Inside?
I went by Irene's house and she wasn't there.
Where is she?
I'm not sure.
Do either of you know a guy by the name of Augustus Rossi?
No.
Oh, wait, no.
There was the guy we met while jogging.
- All right.
- Why?
What happened?
Nothing crazy.
He complimented Irene's name and went on about his day.
That was just the first day.
The first day?
Well yeah, they went out to dinner,
and she said he got weirdly aggressive.
Calling her a work of art and saying that he loved her.
She had to get out of there. It was too crazy.
Going somewhere?
Look, I thought we told you and Irene not to leave town.
We're not leaving town, okay?
We're going to my mother's cabin
at the other end of the county.
Irene already headed up there
because of all of this going on.
Is everything okay?
No.
Both of your lives may be in danger.
Especially hers.
Call her. Get her back here now.
[Tracy] Okay.
Now! (Phone buzzes)
Okay!
Yeah, Dale?
Is everything okay over there?
Define okay.
I mean he ain't here.
We got some decomposed bodies in there, but.
It's nasty, it's nasty, partner.
Oh fuck.
We have to find this psycho.
Yeah, I think I know where he's headed
if he isn't already there.
Really?
Where?
Listen, once I get a little bit more concrete evidence,
I'm gonna end somebody back over there,
and I'll call you back.
Okay.
Okay, partner.
I'm not going nowhere. I'm right here.
[Shanel] Anything?
I can't get in touch with her.
Okay, listen.
You stay here.
Do you understand me? You stay put.
Do not leave.
[Tracy] Is everything okay?
Stay here.
(ominous music plays)
(doorbell rings)
Hold on!
Give me a minute! I'm coming!
Oh my goodness! Irene!
Aren't you a sight for sore eyes, baby!
- So good to see you.
- How long has it been?
It's been so long.
[Moore] Oh my goodness.
So much has happened.
Yeah, yeah, well Tracy told me
a little bit what's going on, what happened.
Yeah, it's been a rough week.
Yeah, well you know what? Come on inside.
Let none of these bugs inside.
Come on in now. Come on.
(tense music plays)
Go on and have a seat, baby.
Something smells wonderful.
Oh yes, honey, that's my soul food.
I hope you girls are hungry.
Oh, starved.
Speaking of which, where is my daughter?
Oh, she had some stuff to finish at her place.
She'll be here soon.
So.
What happened with Jacob?
I don't even know where to start.
Don't worry about it.
You can tell me what you want if you want to.
I'm just being a nosy old lady.
Oh, you're fine. You're fine.
Just really don't even know where to begin.
It's so much.
Well, I'll tell you what.
I'm gonna go make a pot of coffee.
And you can talk all about it
or we don't have to talk at all.
Or we can sit here and just chew the fat.
Talk about any and everything else.
How about that?
That sounds good.
- All right.
- Thank you.
(music continues)
(siren wailing)
[Shanel] Where's Dumars?
He's over there.
Thank you.
[Dale] Hey.
Dumars.
You feeling better?
I mean I'm feeling about as good as you could feel
after stumbling up on a bunch of decomposed corpses.
This is really, really.
A mess.
Yeah.
But there's something interesting I think you'll find.
The bodies of Darren Smiley and his wife Iris
are down there along with a total decomposed female corpse.
I think it may be his wife actually.
Okay.
Captain's gonna love this.
Come on, the dungeon's this way.
All right, I'm gonna follow you.
Yeah. Yeah.
(eerie music plays)
[Dale] I've seen some in my day.
[Shanel] Yeah.
I ain't never seen anything like this.
(music continues)
Look at this.
Crazy.
Wow.
(music continues)
(dramatic piano music plays)
So it seems like the Smileys purchased an antique armoire.
From Rossi.
Around the time of their disappearance.
He had it delivered to their house.
The night they were snatched.
Oh no, it gets even better.
Wow.
This nutcase just handed us everything that we need
to nail his ass on multiple murders.
I mean, everything.
Dates, times, addresses.
Others, I mean many, many others.
These date all the way back to the early
300s?
(music continues)
Why would he have pictures of St. Sebastian?
Because he's delusional.
He's got multiple personality disorder, schizophrenia.
He's a nutcase.
I mean there's no way this guy
was killing people back in the 300s.
It's impossible.
Maybe.
Maybe this is some type of.
Family of serial killers or something.
And he's a copycat from then 'til now.
But I'll tell you something.
You know what they all have in common?
You know what the common denominator is?
Irene.
Irene. You bet your ass.
Every one of these victims has the name Irene
in some shape, form, or fashion.
[Shanel] We gotta go.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Hey, guys!
Bag all of this shit up and get it to the lab immediately!
[Shanel] And grab the necklace!
Excuse me!
Officer!
Excuse me, officer.
What can I do for you, sir?
Hey, I was wondering if you had a light.
I left mine at home and I'm having a nicotine fit about now.
Sorry, I don't smoke.
That's most unfortunate.
You could have prolonged your life
for a few more seconds at least.
Pardon me?
(groans)
(suspense music plays)
[Dale] You said there was an officer
with us at this cabin?
Mmhm, there should be.
I mean their signal ain't for shit up there,
but I did get a hold of somebody at the station
and let them know the urgency of this.
Good, good work.
I hope we're not too late Irene.
Me too, Dale.
Me too.
(tense music plays)
(music continues)
(Moore gasps)
Mama Moore?
(eerie music plays)
Mama Moore, are you okay out there?
Mama Moore?
Mama Moore?
Are you okay down there?
(water bubbling)
(erratic violin music plays)
Mama Moore?
(gasps)
Hendrick ter Brugghen.
"Saint Sebastian Tended by Irene."
Painted in 1625.
Are you familiar with the legend?
Gus, what are you doing here?
Have you ever been turned into a human pin cushion
by so many arrows shot into you
that no one could easily identify?
That painting and others like it
do not even get it half right.
I was in Mostaganem when that happened.
Then an angel came along and saved me.
That was you, Irene.
Or who you were back then.
Didn't really matter in the end though.
That fool Emperor Diocletian.
Got it right the second time around.
He thought.
He had me beaten to death.
By stags who used clubs the second time around.
All because of my mother through African descent.
I wanted to embrace all parts of my heritage
and I figured my people would also.
I was wrong.
My Lord abandoned me!
And cursed me to live forever.
So far this seems to be the case.
I've been alive for a very, very long time, Irene.
Where's Mama Moore?
Oh, yes.
Mama Moore.
Well.
Sadly, she did not stand up to the experience.
And died soon after I began.
I would like to say how she went was painless.
But that would be a lie.
You monster.
Maybe you're right.
I am a monster with a purpose.
If it's of already consolation, Irene,
I do not take any pleasure in killing.
It's a necessity.
It's a simple matter of love.
Or transfer of death.
(dramatic orchestra music plays)
(warped ringing)
What do you want from me?
Isn't it obvious?
All that is expected from you is love for me
like when you untied me from that tree
full of arrows and nurtured me back to life.
If you refuse your love, I will take it.
The quench of your blood will suffice.
Just accept your destiny.
Our love will be eternal.
I will take you to the heights of ecstasy
you never dreamed of.
(tense ringing)
(Irene sobs)
Irene!
(sirens wailing)
(tense music plays)
You take the back.
I'm gonna knock and make sure everything's okay.
Copy.
Look for our boys too.
Mama Moore?
Irene? You in there?
Irene!
(suspense music plays)
(Dale yells)
Motherfucker!
Freeze!
Drop the knife!
I said drop the knife!
I said freeze!
I said fucking freeze!
Drop the knife!
Drop the goddamn knife!
(vocal music plays)
Dale.
Nice.
Nice shooting, partner.
[Shanel] Thank you.
Go get Irene.
Go.
(dramatic piano music plays)
Irene!
Irene?
(music continues)
(eerie ringing)
Irene!
(eerie music plays)
(music continues)
Oh shit.
(tense music plays)
Irene!
(music continues)
Irene?
Irene!
It's me, it's me, Shanel.
You have to let me in.
Is he still out there?
I shot him, Irene.
He's dead.
(dramatic piano music plays)
Just let me in.
(Irene sobs)
(police radio chatter)
I need to see him.
No.
You don't.
It is a mess back there.
We do not need to get in the way.
Please, please, I have to see him.
Irene, please, I really don't have time
for the hysterics right now.
I told you, Gus Rossi is dead.
I need you to take my word for it.
I need to see for myself.
(dramatic piano music plays)
Fine.
But then we're headed back.
Do I make myself clear?
Yeah.
All right.
Let's go.
(music continues)
Where's my partner?
He's already at the hospital.
He was a level one trauma, so they took him high priority.
It's not looking good though.
Where's the other body?
What other body?
It was only your partner back here.
No, no, there was another body over there.
I don't know what to tell you, Detective.
We only found one body back here.
[Shanel] That's impossible.
Maybe one of the other guys may know something,
but I've been back here this whole time
and we only had one body.
Unless you're talking about the lady in the ambulance.
No. Mm-mm.
All right, I assure you, Irene,
one of the other people probably took him, okay?
But he.
There's no other explanation for this.
They have him. They have him, okay?
Let's just go home.
Let's go home.
(music continues)
[Irene] Ever since the nightmare stopped
I can sleep no matter what.
Wow.
Well would you like to watch a movie?
Terell's coming over.
You can join us.
I don't want to be a third wheel.
Suit yourself.
We're gonna watch a classic hood film.
That's very tempting, but.
That's okay, I'm good.
You guys have fun.
We will.
[Irene] Goodnight, T.
Get some rest.
(gentle piano music plays)
(Gus knocks)
(Tracy gasps) (dramatic sting)
[Irene] Tracy, I think I will take you up on that movie.
Tracy?
(gasps)
[Gus] Irene.
(police radio chatter)
(somber piano music plays)
The fuck?
Exsanguination.
God damn it, Irene.
(music continues)
God damn.
(sighs)
Damn, Tracy.
Rest in power, sis.
Sebastian.
(harmonious singing in Latin)
(Gus speaks Latin)
Rest in peace, Irene.
May the angels receive you in their warm embrace.
Amen.
(dramatic piano music plays)
(dramatic orchestra music plays)
(music continues)
(music continues)
(music continues)
(music warms up) (rattling)
(flute melody)
(Iris screams)
(whimsical music plays)
(tense music plays)
(Iris screams)
Hey shawty, you all right?
You all right, shawty, what's up?
[Iris] Just let me go!
What the fuck is you doing around here anyway?
What, you lost or something?
Hey shawty, what, you scared?
Yo, man, let her go, bro.
(haunting vocal music)
(motorcycle revving)
(dramatic sting)
(ominous music plays)
(dramatic music plays)
(music continues)
(music continues)
(music continues)
(eerie music plays)
(Sebastian speaking Latin)
(Irene screams)
Jesus.
Babe, you okay?
Yeah.
I just had another nightmare.
Do you want me to get you something?
No, no, it's okay.
I'm just gonna take a Stay Woke.
I don't want to go back to sleep.
All right. Suit yourself.
Goodnight to you too.
(dramatic piano music plays)
(Sebastian screams)
(birds chirping)
I understand.
Yes, sir, we'll be right on top of it.
Make it priority.
(Shanel knocks)
Come on in. Have a seat.
[Shanel] You wanted to see us, Cap?
Yeah, come in and have a seat.
I'll get back to you. Yeah.
Hey, Captain, I hope this doesn't take too long
'cause I got a date with this fine ass
flight attendant tonight.
She flies out first thing in the morning
and I need a little bit of time to get it in,
you know what I'm saying?
Dumars, not today.
Just got off the phone.
Some real serious shit we dealing with, all right?
Yes, sir.
What's your problem, son?
What you want to be, a comedian?
What you want to be, a tall Eddie Murphy?
Huh?
You know what, if I didn't know your father, son.
Your ass would be off this force, you understand?
You'd be right back working at your cousin's cleaners.
You want to go back to that?
[Dale] No, sir.
I didn't think so.
So I don't want to hear no more
of your shit, you understand?
[Dale] I got you, Cap.
This shit is serious.
So it's that serious, Captain?
Yeah, it's that serious.
Like IAB serious.
They're down here crawling up our ass
with a magnifying glass.
They want to know why our caseload is so backed up
that we can't get on this new case that's top priority.
Take a look at that.
That's Darren Smiley.
His wife Iris.
Darren's a big time contractor with the city.
He and his family are very close
to Mayor Samuel and Judge Peterson.
Just got a call this morning, personally, from the mayor.
He wants us to get on this case.
All right?
Now, you know, they're all chummy.
Their kids go to school together.
So we gotta keep this thing out of the media.
Especially since the mayor has this clean up the city,
clean up the streets initiative
that he started a couple of months ago.
And we have people out in the streets saying the mayor,
the judge can't protect one of their own.
How the hell they gonna protect us?
You understand?
That's why this shit is so serious.
How long have they been missing?
Two days.
Look, I think it's a good thing that the mayor
want to clean up the streets and clean up the city.
And I guess some people don't like
the idea of gentrification, they're making it known.
You understand?
But to me, personally, how can you be mad
if somebody wants to come in and clean up your community?
Well with all due respect, Captain,
I think you're a little out of touch.
What? I'm out of touch with what?
I'm just saying.
Cleaning up the neighborhood is one thing.
Gentrification is when they come in and they build
all this affordable housing, but who is it affordable for?
They force all the poor people out
'cause they raise the prices.
So now they can no longer afford to live there,
which means they gotta leave, and they end up homeless.
So I more than understand why they're angry.
Okay.
I hear you.
But this right here?
It's coming from the top.
Seems to be a lot of noise out in the street,
and there's one person in particular.
Terrell...
Danks.
AKA Banks.
I want you to start your investigation there.
Take a look at him.
Yeah, Cap.
I mean, we know Banks.
I mean, but Banks is a bad guy, but he ain't that guy.
I mean he's a general out there in the streets.
You know, he ain't finna do nothing
that's gonna get him caught up.
Especially not kidnapping no white folks.
We don't commit these kind of crimes, sir.
I mean let alone a whole white family?
No.
I agree with him, Captain.
But what we'll do is we'll still go,
and we'll check with people in the neighborhood.
We'll ask around.
We on it.
All right.
Well let's get to it.
All right.
Reid.
(dramatic piano music plays)
Let me tell you something.
You know.
I know what it's like to lose somebody
you love in the line of duty.
And your father would be real proud
of the work you're doing in the community.
And that's why we took this job.
To protect and to serve.
You understand?
Don't ever lose sight of that.
Okay?
All right.
All right.
Thanks, Cap.
You're welcome.
(eerie music plays)
Please don't kill me.
(sobs)
You're not Irene.
You're not Irene.
If you were, you would live a kinder life now!
But you are not!
(music continues)
No.
No, you're right. You're right.
I'm not Irene, I'm Iris.
You have the wrong person.
Please, just let me go.
I'm sure she loves you.
Please.
What did you say?
What'd you say? Love?
(laughs)
My redeemed existence has never afforded such a word.
(vocal harmony music plays)
(Iris sobs)
Do you know what it's like to live
for almost 2,000 years in unforeseen neglection?
Please, please, please.
Please.
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
Hush now.
No, please.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
It will be over soon. I promise.
I promise, it will be over soon.
No, no, no, no, no.
Oh please, oh please.
(screams)
We can all just go away.
Get away from all this wonderful city life.
What do you think?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
What?
What's bothering you?
You've been this way all morning.
What? I'm fine.
No you're not.
I've been doing all of the talking today.
You are one million miles away. Where are you?
What's going on?
Is it Jacob?
No.
Well, I mean yeah, it's always Jacob, but no, it's...
You're gonna think it's so stupid.
Try me.
I've been having this reoccurring nightmare.
It's...
There's this guy, he seems to be
from like ancient times or something,
like from Athens, or Rome, or,
I don't know, someplace like that.
And he's getting hit up with all these arrows.
He's saying something in Latin.
It's the same every time
and I can't quite figure out what it is.
Okay. What else happened?
Nothing.
Just terrifying, it wakes me right up every time.
Okay, well what does Jacob say about it?
Oh god, nothing.
I was talking to him about it, but I was just boring him.
It was hard enough getting him to agree
to this pre-marriage counseling session tonight.
The mess.
Oh my god.
This is getting old, Irene.
Love should be easy, not forced.
Excuse me.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
I get so wrapped up in my own little world
when I'm doing my morning exercises
that I sometimes don't see where I'm going.
It's okay. We were in the way.
Oh, wow.
You have the hair of a goddess and eyes of an angel.
You're exactly what I've been looking for.
(gentle acoustic music plays)
This is nice. What's that?
[Gus] Oh, well, that means eternal love.
Well, thank you, but I have a boyfriend.
Oh, yes.
A lad who neglects his lady of sentiments
meant to be items of affection from his heart.
He can only lead as far as his own ambitions.
Don't you think, um...
Oh, um, sorry. Your accent's really appealing.
Irene. Name's Irene.
Irene.
Irene.
Do you know that you have a very important name?
No, I was just named after my great grandma.
No big deal.
Big deal indeed.
Your name originated from Greece, and it means peace.
And had a silent E at the beginning.
Wow, you're a killer, huh?
Most men wouldn't know that, right?
Are you nostalgic?
Someone will say that.
My name is Augustus. Augustus Rossi.
My friends call me Gus.
Pleasure to make your acquaintance.
Well, if you all are regulars,
maybe we run into each other again.
I jog here every day about same time.
Okay.
Maybe we'll see you here.
Well, you ladies have a great day.
Bye.
My dream.
He said my name originated from ancient Greece.
Remember? Like in my dream?
Sure.
There's the man of your dreams right there.
Has Jacob ever been in any of your dreams?
So she came over, right? And she sat on my lap.
Yeah, she...
(door slams)
Yeah, we should grab something to eat.
Hey.
Tracy.
Bryce and I are gonna go shoot some hoops with the guys.
Yeah, I can see that.
What about our appointment tonight?
Oh, shit.
Well, you see, like, this just came up last minute.
And I figured what the hell,
I mean, we can do that tomorrow, right?
Would.
That be okay? Tomorrow?
Would that be okay, sweetie? Huh?
Tomorrow?
What a fucking loser.
Wow. Loser.
This coming from a girl that turned down
an engineering job to be a full time nudist.
Man, fuck you, bro.
You are too simple-minded to understand
the Black vibe, so please don't try.
[Jacob] Okay.
I think you better go. Your friend's waiting.
Yeah?
Yeah?
All right.
Well, okay then.
Bryce, you ready to get out of here?
Yeah, yeah, whenever you are.
It's getting a little intense in here.
All right.
See you later.
(dramatic piano music plays)
Slide on 'em.
Iverson on 'em!
That boy good!
That boy good, huh?
What I tell you?
Look, you can't guard me, dawg.
- You can't guard me, dawg!
- Whatever, man, whatever.
That was just luck.
Everyone knows it's luck, right?
Yeah, "luck," yeah, yeah.
I've been killing you all day, man.
Look, look, it was a good move, all right?
It was a good move.
I'm just off today, man.
I got shit on my mind, you know?
Yo, that bitch Tracy.
That bitch Tracy is feeding Irene's mind
with some bullshit I can't even explain to you.
Yeah, listen, we cool, dawg, but don't ever call
no Black woman no bitch in front of me.
Matter of fact, don't ever call
no Black woman no bitch period, all right?
Yeah, yeah, Tracy is fine as fuck.
And she's the true definition of a Black queen.
Like, up here.
Up here? Okay.
[Bryce] Yeah, yeah.
All right, my bad, my bad.
I got you. Don't worry.
All good.
Cool, cool.
[Bryce] Speaking of which.
What's up?
Damn.
She fine as...
Hey, she with one of y'all?
She one of y'all girl?
I think I might know who this is.
Just wait here one sec.
Just wait just one second.
There she is!
What's up, baby girl?
Hey.
Just came to watch you play. Is that okay?
I'm not really feeling it today,
so I'm just gonna go home with you, all right?
Okay.
All right. All right.
Hey yo, Bryce, come here, bro.
Yeah, so this is my Black queen right here.
This is Paula.
Your Black queen.
My Black queen, yeah, you heard me.
- Hi, very nice to meet you.
- Hi, nice to meet you.
Very nice, yeah.
I'll just wait for you in the car.
All right. Keep it warm.
Yup, yup.
Where you meet her at, bro?
All right, so this one here?
She live in the Swanky Estates.
I know.
Same apartment as Irene?
Come on, man, you're bugging.
Look, look, look, Irene is too much of a saint, all right?
Look, she wants me to wait
'til we get married before I can hit it and.
I got needs, my brother.
She fine, but you bugging, man!
[Jacob] Hit a three for me, bro. Hit a three.
I'll call you tomorrow!
Yeah, aight, she got friends?
I'm so hungry I could eat everything in this bag.
I mean everything in this.
I mean, I might even eat the bag.
I don't care.
If you want to eat the bag, eat the bag,
but don't eat the bag or none of the food
until I drop you off.
No, seriously, I've heard you eat before
and you sound absolutely disgusting.
Even the way you chew your toothpick is disgusting.
All right, you know what?
I will wait to have my moment with this food.
(laughs)
What?
What's so funny?
You.
You ain't never busted your service weapon
even at the range.
Come on now, Dale, stop playing with me.
This is my father's service weapon.
It's the weapon he had when he died.
That was the only time he fired it.
My father always believed that the less people you shoot,
the more people you save.
So, that's why I ain't never fired my weapon.
But trust and believe when I do,
it's gonna be for a significant reason.
I respect that. That's good police.
Yeah.
My bad.
It's all good.
[Dale] Your dad was a good man.
Great.
Hey yo.
Ain't that Banks?
Yeah, that's Banks.
Hey, Banks!
[Shanel] Yeah, call his ass over here.
Hey, Banks! Come over here, man!
Let me holler at you!
Yo, what's up with it, OG?
[Banks] What's up, Dale?
What's up?
Ah, man, everything's cool, you know.
It's just funny seeing you out here because my captain.
Actually showed me a picture of you today.
What else is new, Dale?
Right, but no, it wasn't about anything, like,
It was crazy because there's this
caucasian couple that came up missing.
And, I mean, everybody knows your stance on gentrification.
[Shanel] Right.
How you feel about that, and it sucks.
It ain't cool. Ain't nothing cool about that shit.
But I mean we still gotta do our jobs, you know?
So I just want to know, you know anything about that?
White people that came up missing.
(Banks chuckles)
Man, I done seen a lot of white people
running around here lately, man.
What you talking about, Dale?
Now Mr. Banks, this is still your community, bro.
And at the end of the day, we got somebody out here
that's brazen enough to be kidnapping people.
And I don't care if they white, if they Black.
It don't matter.
We just gotta get them off the streets.
You understand what I'm saying?
I mean you the king, right?
You know, you're absolutely right, queen.
Absolutely right.
My only problem is we need
this same type of energy, activity.
Police work.
Gas being burned.
When we need y'all.
You feel me?
Yeah.
I seen a white girl running around here the other night.
Little while later, a few minutes later, one of my guys.
Came to me, said he seen a white dude in an old van
and shit pull off, so I mean, like.
That's all I know.
I mean, y'all good?
We always good, Banks.
You know when white people start dying,
I mean, you know, you gotta work overtime.
Right.
Cool.
I need this parking space.
Not every day, Dale.
Oh, you just gonna leave me hanging?
[Banks] Fo sho.
It's like that, huh?
(chuckles)
[Shanel] You believe him?
Yeah.
Banks is one hundred.
Besides, we don't kidnap.
We don't do that shit.
(door opens)
(footsteps approach)
[Jacob] Thought you would've been in bed by now.
You're late.
Yeah, it's a little late.
Yeah, Bryce and I went out with some of the boys
after the game, had a couple drinks.
I don't know.
Guess I just lost track of time.
I'm not playing the fucking paranoia game again, all right?
I don't know what you and Tracy talk about
when you guys hang out 'cause I'm not there.
Thank god.
But that shit needs to stop.
You don't think I have a right to be suspicious
when you come home at 3 in the morning
dressed like you just came from the club?
You know what?
I'm fucking done.
This is ridiculous. All right?
What I'm gonna do right now.
I'm gonna go up and take a shower alone.
I'm very tired and I don't have time to listen
to this bullshit you're spitting my way.
[Irene] I bet you're tired.
[Jacob] Yeah.
(tense music plays)
You smell like a whore.
What?
What are you talking about?
Have you been fucking someone else?
Oh my god, are you kidding me?
When I've been saving this for you?
Have you been fucking someone else?
Do me a favor, do me a favor, do me a favor,
do me a favor, do me a fucking favor!
Do me a favor, get the fuck out of my face!
I'm not in your face, but I can be!
I'm warning you.
You put your fucking hands on me again, I swear to god.
You're warning me?
Yeah.
- You're warning me now, huh?
- Yeah, I'm warning you.
And what are you gonna do, huh, if I don't move?
What are you gonna do, huh?
What are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do?
(dramatic music plays)
Fuck. Oh fuck.
Oh fuck, fuck, fuck!
Fuck, baby.
Baby, I'm so so sorry.
Don't touch me!
Don't ever touch me again!
Okay, okay, I won't, I won't, I won't touch you.
[Irene] Get out!
Just listen to me.
Get out! Get out right now!
Get out! Get out!
Fuck.
Fuck!
(ominous music plays)
(music continues)
(dramatic sting)
(dramatic piano music plays)
(music continues)
(eerie ringing)
Fuck.
(loud bang)
(radiator hissing)
(ominous music plays)
(music continues)
(gentle piano music plays)
(dramatic sting) (Irene screams)
You scared me.
I thought you were my boyfriend.
I apologize.
Listen, Augustus.
Please. Gus.
Gus. Gus.
Listen, Gus.
I'm sure you're really charming and everything.
On top of being drop dead gorgeous,
but I said I have a boyfriend.
Hmm, boyfriend?
That's a two-part word.
You don't seem to have either of them.
Although I cannot be a boy, but I can offer you friend.
What happened to your beautiful face?
Oh.
Sorry.
Sometimes I forget proper etiquette in your country.
If I've offended you, I do not wish to do this.
It's okay. I'm on edge today.
Everything is bothering me.
I'm sorry to hear that.
Where is your friend? She couldn't make it today?
No, she's at work.
I'm gonna meet up with her later tonight, you know,
talk about going to her mom's cabin this weekend.
Sounds fascinating.
Yeah, I really, really need it.
Well, the weekend is still days away.
I was wondering if one of those nights before your trip,
if you would like to have dinner with me.
(gentle piano music plays)
You know what? You only live once, right?
But just as friends. Nothing serious.
There we go.
You own an antiquity shop in Swanky District?
Wow. I'm impressed.
They're really building that area up
to be something amazing.
It's nothing big, it was my late wife's shop.
Although she's gone, she will always be there.
I'm so sorry.
No, don't be, my dear.
I'm sure I will find someone just like her.
She would want that.
How does Thursday sound?
There's an outdoor eatery on the corner of Third.
Meet you there at 8?
All right. Sounds like a plan.
Excellent.
(music continues)
I don't know what happened.
He was fine with me being celibate in the beginning, but.
I guess he just got tired of waiting.
You know he came home really late last night?
Smelled just like sex.
When I asked him about it, he just blew up.
You know, guys, they just say they love you
when they want something from you.
It's all a lie.
Next time a guy says that crap to me I'm out of there.
I know that's right.
He's so lucky you didn't call the cops, bro.
I know.
And now you can move on.
And he better hope I never see him in the streets.
Because if I do, I will kick his sorry ass
from here to the end of this world, and you know I will.
You know I will.
(Jacob knocks)
That's Prince Charming right now.
Come to pick up his shit.
So you want me to get it?
No! No, no, don't.
I'll get it.
Look, don't let him think
he can even beg you to take him back.
Oh, please. I already set his ass straight.
There's no way.
(Jacob knocks)
Gosh.
Key.
Well, Irene, I just wanted to thank you
for throwing all my clothes
that wrinkle easily into a garbage bag.
I just really appreciate it. Thank you.
Bro, don't leave your shit there.
The dumpster's right outside.
She fucked it up. She can take it out.
You know what?
Just leave it.
Goodbye, Jacob.
(dramatic piano music plays)
Hey.
Irene, look at me.
What happened to forever?
I know the value of my love. You don't deserve it.
(car starts)
(tense music plays)
(music continues)
(music continues)
(crickets chirping)
(loud bang)
(dog barking)
Boo!
Little scary.
Oh my god, you can't be sneaking up on me like that.
You in the suburbs. Calm down.
Well they are taking girls from around here.
You down with the kings, baby.
You ain't gotta worry about none of that.
You know I got you.
So what, the white girl got you taking the trash out now?
(laughs)
Bro.
She's my friend.
She's my best friend, and her name is Irene.
Not "white girl."
And she's going through some things right now.
I'm just taking this out for her.
Yeah, well you keep loving her, man.
But you know what I find funny?
What?
How they move in the hood.
They build all this fancy up around here.
Don't think they gonna have no problems at all.
Get them a few Black friends.
They think they fit in.
Well they don't.
Well she's not like that.
They all like that.
Why don't you come inside and meet her?
Nah, I'm good. I don't need no more charges.
Well then why don't you just come.
Inside?
You getting me sick with that, you know that?
You gotta stop using your little power.
Mmhm.
(eerie rumbling)
So good.
So hungry.
(gasps) (dramatic sting)
(Paula shudders)
(groans)
(gentle acoustic music plays)
Paula?
Baby!
Fuck.
(gasps) What the fuck?
(gags)
(ominous music plays)
Whoa.
[Dale] Morning, sunshine.
How's your day so far?
Well I was having an amazing day
until I got a call from the captain.
What do we have here?
Well, we have Ms. Paula Schultz.
Ms. Schultz, meet Detective Reid.
I sure hope you have not eaten breakfast yet.
Quit fucking around, Dale, and just do it.
All right, all right.
You know, once it comes off, it stays forever.
God damn.
What'd he do? Cut her open?
Yep.
Don't make no sense killing a woman this damn fine.
It's a total waste.
I'm trying to figure out what they did
to piss somebody off like this
'cause this shit is messy and personal.
Right.
Perp came in, whacked them both.
And left.
[Shanel] Right.
Didn't touch shit.
Didn't take a damn thing.
It's crazy, right?
So, they had to enter through the back though.
We got somebody back there dusting for prints.
It was really dark back there.
Property management said that they had a bunch of bulbs out.
They hadn't replaced in a while,
so point of entry and exit is the same place.
Right.
What you thinking?
You said there was two of them?
Yeah, the other one's in the room.
Okay.
[Dale] Go check it out.
I'll hold it down out here until you get back.
(Shanel sighs)
God damn.
(dramatic piano music plays)
God.
(door slams open)
[Bryce] What the hell going on in here?
[Officer] Sir, you can't be in here.
[Bryce] Hey move, my friend is in here, man.
[Officer] Sir!
- Hey, Jay! Where you at?
- Hands behind your back now!
[Bryce] Handcuffs? Really?
[Officer] Sir!
Let me go, man, Jay! Jay!
Let me go, asshole! My buddy's in here!
Hey hey hey hey, you're not under arrest, all right?
But you can be!
What the hell is going on in here?
This guy just busted in here and started raising Cain.
He's obviously a friend
of the deceased gentleman in the back.
Right, right, officer!
Get those cuffs off of him. Now!
Sorry about that, sir.
What did you say your name was?
Jacob is dead?
Yes.
Sorry you had to find out this way, all right?
Apologize for the misunderstanding,
but Jacob's no longer with us.
Mister...
What's your name?
I'm Bryce. Bryce Hamilton.
Can I see him?
What happened?
Where is he?
Mr. Hamilton, please calm down.
Look, I got the cuffs off of you. Please.
We need you to relax, buddy. Okay?
Irene.
What?
Irene?
Irene Ludwick.
Who's that?
That's his ex.
They broke up like a week ago.
I bet you this bitch did this.
You got that?
Yeah.
All right, Mr. Hamilton, thank you.
If you just follow me, I promise you
what I have to ask you will not take long at all.
All right, all right.
Okay?
All right.
You're in good hands, all right, buddy?
All right?
Hey, man, find out what's taking them
so long with them prints.
Yes, sir.
(tense music plays)
Irene!
(speaks Latin)
(Irene and Sebastian scream)
(Irene screams)
(gentle piano music plays)
(Dale knocking)
Coming!
(Dale knocking)
All right, all right!
All right, all right, all right!
Can I help you?
[Shanel] Are you Irene Ludwick?
Yeah.
I'm Detective Shanel Reid.
This here is my partner, Detective Dale Dumars.
We'd like to ask you a few questions.
Is it all right if we came in, Irene?
Well, I'm not exactly awake yet.
Oh, I promise you this is gonna be really quick.
Won't take long at all.
Is that all right?
Okay, sure. Come on in.
[Shanel] Thank you.
(dramatic piano music plays)
Murder?
Wait, was Jacob murdered?
Yes. Jacob was murdered.
Him and his lady friend.
And we figured the best place to start getting some answers
would be to come back to his jilted lover.
So, we ended up here.
(music continues)
Sorry.
I'm sorry.
(sobs)
[Calvin] Reid, it's Captain.
[Shanel] Yeah, Cap?
What you got?
Come on, I need something.
I gotta tell the mayor something in the morning.
Okay, well, Cap, we got a lead on a female named Irene.
Seems she was the male victim's girlfriend.
Get the fuck out of here.
You're trying to tell me that there's a female
out there that's kidnapping people?
Well.
I mean, that's what we got, Cap.
Let me tell you something, you ain't got shit.
Did you follow the fucking lead that I told you?
Yeah, we did, and we talked to Banks,
and he said that there was an old ass van
rolling around the neighborhood right around
the time of the Smileys' disappearance.
That's what he said.
Stay on Banks. Do you understand me?
Find the fucking van. Stay on Banks!
That's what the fuck I told you!
Yeah, all right, Cap. Copy that.
Fuck!
You know what?
You right.
Cap is out of touch like a motherfucker.
Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you.
There was an abandoned van
on the side of the road with no plates.
The radiator blew and scared the fuck out of me.
I just left that shit right there.
Really?
[Shanel] Mmhm.
What if somebody would've been in trouble
and they would've needed you?
I've been saving people a long time.
Well, we know that's for sure.
For certain.
You didn't save anybody that night, you saved yourself.
(both laugh)
I definitely did.
(gentle mediterranean music plays)
Hey, is there something that is concerning you, my dear?
I don't want to trouble you with my problems.
We just met.
Nonsense. Please, speak to me.
It's okay.
Um.
Detectives came to my house a few days ago.
They told me that my ex-boyfriend,
he was murdered the night before.
Oh.
Yeah, and I guess Tracy and I are,
that's the girl that you met when we were running.
Right.
I guess we're suspects because he and I,
you know, we just broke up, and he hit me,
and he was found in the bed of another woman
so soon after we parted ways.
But Tracy and I, we were home that entire night.
But I guess it doesn't matter.
The old saying is where there is smoke there's fire.
(foreign word)
Hey, I'm truly sorry for your loss.
You know, shame on me for all of this.
I think you need to grieve, Irene.
So.
No.
No, Gus, it's okay.
I needed this.
The chaos of life just has a way
of just swallowing you whole, and I'm...
I don't know, I guess I'm just a girl
who wants to live some sort of dream life or something.
Hey, when I look at you, I see a woman.
A queen.
A magnificent piece of art.
The next time that you dream, my dear,
I want to be there with you when you're awake.
For the rest of your life, my dear.
(Irene laughs)
You're a ladies man, aren't you?
Or I should say a queen's king with a voice of a Greek god.
Oh my god, your voice.
I would love to wake up to your voice
every day, Gus, but yeah, I'm not a girl.
I'm a woman of reality, and the reality
is I'm not gonna be ready for a relationship
for a really long time.
No.
Listen. Look at me.
My veins no longer pump the blood of life, Irene.
You are my savior.
And we need you to nurture me back to life, Irene.
An eternity awaits us, my dear.
An eternity.
What are you talking about?
Irene.
Look.
Gus, I...
Maybe this was a bad idea.
I mean I just wanted to hang out
to get my mind off my boyfriend, you know,
so that I didn't break down all the time.
I mean yeah, he was an asshole,
but he didn't deserve to be murdered.
Look, you're great, Gus, but not with me.
Not right now.
Irene, I need you!
Irene! I need you!
You're the man in my dreams.
My sentiments exactly.
I can't do this.
[Gus] Irene!
Irene!
(car honks) (Irene screams)
[Dale] Where are all the girls?
[Shanel] Really, Dale?
That's all you can think about right now?
I'm just saying.
[Fogarty] Almost 4:20, glad y'all got here when you did.
Hey!
Fogarty! Right on time.
(Fogarty chuckles)
Go ahead and tell Shanel everything you told me.
Well I didn't tell Dale everything.
Wanted to make damn sure he had all the money
before he dragged you down here
and I got nothing to tell you, but.
We caught a lucky break on the Schultz case.
Now, Forensics went over that place
with a fine-toothed comb.
They didn't find anything
that suggested the perp was responsible.
No hair.
No DNA.
[Shanel] Right.
[Fogarty] But.
Please tell me you got some prints.
That.
With blood that matches Mr. Alexander and Ms. Schultz.
[Shanel] Perfect.
Well damn, Fogarty. You are good.
Thank you. It's what I do.
So are you gonna tell me who the prints belong to?
Patience, grasshopper.
I ran the prints, and I got a hit
on an old closed case about this man
that killed his wife in an antiquity shop.
Now, even though these prints are partials,
there's enough points for me to get an exact match.
And it exactly matched the owner of that shop.
Now stick with me 'cause it gets most curious here.
The woman that was killed in that shop
by multiple stab wounds was named Urina Kovslovski.
After an investigation, and careful questioning
of the shop owner, it was concluded
he was not responsible for the murder.
It was her husband who came in and took out
his own wife in a rit of fealous jage!
You know, Pink Panther.
Forget it. Forget it.
Anyway, so he'd heard that she'd been carrying on
with that shop owner, came down there to confront them both.
Killed her.
You have a name?
Curiouser and curiouser, Detective Dumars.
Now Dale came down here to check on my progress
and told me what y'all were working on.
Struck another core memory for me.
So, while he went to go fetch you.
I pulled up some old FBI missing persons files
to take a little looksy at something.
Now these are some unsolved cases
from the last several years.
These are some older ones from all around the nation.
Okay.
I think.
You will notice some similarities here.
I assure you.
Eileen Harper.
Gary, Indiana, found half nude, beaten, and stabbed.
Last seen delivering milk from a family farm
to the local market.
Irenka Valdemar.
Michigan Academy University exchange student from Russia.
Didn't show up for graduation.
Found the next week half naked
and beaten to death with a blunt object.
Ireland Miller.
Brigham City, Utah.
Found hanging fully nude.
Last seen with her twin brother while on a road trip
after they stopped at a truck stop.
Irerce Taylor.
Hannibal, Missouri, last seen
at a carnival miles away in Birmingham.
Found in a cage sitting in a chair with her throat slit.
Isis Harris.
Campton, Georgia, never found.
Reported missing by her mother
after she couldn't locate her cell phone.
Found in a boiler room
after being suffocated with a plastic bag.
Ivy Jones.
Long Beach, California, an aspiring actress.
Never seen after an audition.
Found abandoned in the stairwell of a warehouse.
Ira Clark.
Houston, Texas. Nurse.
Never showed up to pick up her daughter for daycare.
Found stabbed multiple times, beaten.
This one was branded with some type of ancient symbol.
[Shanel] Right there, that symbol.
Our suspect's name is Irene.
Holy shit.
Then the lights came on.
One last thing.
Something very curious to me is that all the murder weapons
seem to be some kind of ancient old arrows.
That seems like an expensive way to commit murder.
Where would you get something like that?
An antique shop.
An antique shop.
Chanel No. 5.
It's all becoming clear to you now?
Crystal.
The gent's name is Augustus Rossi.
Now, strangely enough, he inherited the shop
from his wife who was deceased, well, presumed deceased
because they never found the body.
She went missing about three months
before the whole Kovslovski business.
And I checked.
And he's still listed as the owner of that shop.
And you guessed it.
His deceased missing wife is named Irene.
Irene Rossi.
- Wow.
- Wow.
Goodnight, Irene.
This is some crazy shit.
[Fogarty] Tis.
Text me the address. Good job.
Oh, how about just a good old fashioned piece of paper?
Surprised you remember with all that weed you smoke.
Ooh, good idea.
Ha! Right on time.
Hey, put one in there for your boy.
[Fogarty] You got it.
All right.
(chuckles)
I'mma go grab a couple of UEs for backup.
You should do the same.
Cool.
[Dale] All right.
(dramatic music plays)
(siren wailing)
(tense music plays)
Crack it.
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go!
Come on, man.
Go on, go on, go on, go on, move.
[Officer] Police!
(music box jingle) (eerie music plays)
(music continues)
(music intensifies)
(eerie music plays)
(loud bang)
(music intensifies)
What the hell?
Oh man.
Jesus.
Jesus H. Christ!
Oh shit.
Oh, you gotta be kidding me.
You gotta be kidding me.
Get the fuck out of here.
Oh, man.
(haunting vocal music)
(gags)
(siren wailing)
Inside?
I went by Irene's house and she wasn't there.
Where is she?
I'm not sure.
Do either of you know a guy by the name of Augustus Rossi?
No.
Oh, wait, no.
There was the guy we met while jogging.
- All right.
- Why?
What happened?
Nothing crazy.
He complimented Irene's name and went on about his day.
That was just the first day.
The first day?
Well yeah, they went out to dinner,
and she said he got weirdly aggressive.
Calling her a work of art and saying that he loved her.
She had to get out of there. It was too crazy.
Going somewhere?
Look, I thought we told you and Irene not to leave town.
We're not leaving town, okay?
We're going to my mother's cabin
at the other end of the county.
Irene already headed up there
because of all of this going on.
Is everything okay?
No.
Both of your lives may be in danger.
Especially hers.
Call her. Get her back here now.
[Tracy] Okay.
Now! (Phone buzzes)
Okay!
Yeah, Dale?
Is everything okay over there?
Define okay.
I mean he ain't here.
We got some decomposed bodies in there, but.
It's nasty, it's nasty, partner.
Oh fuck.
We have to find this psycho.
Yeah, I think I know where he's headed
if he isn't already there.
Really?
Where?
Listen, once I get a little bit more concrete evidence,
I'm gonna end somebody back over there,
and I'll call you back.
Okay.
Okay, partner.
I'm not going nowhere. I'm right here.
[Shanel] Anything?
I can't get in touch with her.
Okay, listen.
You stay here.
Do you understand me? You stay put.
Do not leave.
[Tracy] Is everything okay?
Stay here.
(ominous music plays)
(doorbell rings)
Hold on!
Give me a minute! I'm coming!
Oh my goodness! Irene!
Aren't you a sight for sore eyes, baby!
- So good to see you.
- How long has it been?
It's been so long.
[Moore] Oh my goodness.
So much has happened.
Yeah, yeah, well Tracy told me
a little bit what's going on, what happened.
Yeah, it's been a rough week.
Yeah, well you know what? Come on inside.
Let none of these bugs inside.
Come on in now. Come on.
(tense music plays)
Go on and have a seat, baby.
Something smells wonderful.
Oh yes, honey, that's my soul food.
I hope you girls are hungry.
Oh, starved.
Speaking of which, where is my daughter?
Oh, she had some stuff to finish at her place.
She'll be here soon.
So.
What happened with Jacob?
I don't even know where to start.
Don't worry about it.
You can tell me what you want if you want to.
I'm just being a nosy old lady.
Oh, you're fine. You're fine.
Just really don't even know where to begin.
It's so much.
Well, I'll tell you what.
I'm gonna go make a pot of coffee.
And you can talk all about it
or we don't have to talk at all.
Or we can sit here and just chew the fat.
Talk about any and everything else.
How about that?
That sounds good.
- All right.
- Thank you.
(music continues)
(siren wailing)
[Shanel] Where's Dumars?
He's over there.
Thank you.
[Dale] Hey.
Dumars.
You feeling better?
I mean I'm feeling about as good as you could feel
after stumbling up on a bunch of decomposed corpses.
This is really, really.
A mess.
Yeah.
But there's something interesting I think you'll find.
The bodies of Darren Smiley and his wife Iris
are down there along with a total decomposed female corpse.
I think it may be his wife actually.
Okay.
Captain's gonna love this.
Come on, the dungeon's this way.
All right, I'm gonna follow you.
Yeah. Yeah.
(eerie music plays)
[Dale] I've seen some in my day.
[Shanel] Yeah.
I ain't never seen anything like this.
(music continues)
Look at this.
Crazy.
Wow.
(music continues)
(dramatic piano music plays)
So it seems like the Smileys purchased an antique armoire.
From Rossi.
Around the time of their disappearance.
He had it delivered to their house.
The night they were snatched.
Oh no, it gets even better.
Wow.
This nutcase just handed us everything that we need
to nail his ass on multiple murders.
I mean, everything.
Dates, times, addresses.
Others, I mean many, many others.
These date all the way back to the early
300s?
(music continues)
Why would he have pictures of St. Sebastian?
Because he's delusional.
He's got multiple personality disorder, schizophrenia.
He's a nutcase.
I mean there's no way this guy
was killing people back in the 300s.
It's impossible.
Maybe.
Maybe this is some type of.
Family of serial killers or something.
And he's a copycat from then 'til now.
But I'll tell you something.
You know what they all have in common?
You know what the common denominator is?
Irene.
Irene. You bet your ass.
Every one of these victims has the name Irene
in some shape, form, or fashion.
[Shanel] We gotta go.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Hey, guys!
Bag all of this shit up and get it to the lab immediately!
[Shanel] And grab the necklace!
Excuse me!
Officer!
Excuse me, officer.
What can I do for you, sir?
Hey, I was wondering if you had a light.
I left mine at home and I'm having a nicotine fit about now.
Sorry, I don't smoke.
That's most unfortunate.
You could have prolonged your life
for a few more seconds at least.
Pardon me?
(groans)
(suspense music plays)
[Dale] You said there was an officer
with us at this cabin?
Mmhm, there should be.
I mean their signal ain't for shit up there,
but I did get a hold of somebody at the station
and let them know the urgency of this.
Good, good work.
I hope we're not too late Irene.
Me too, Dale.
Me too.
(tense music plays)
(music continues)
(Moore gasps)
Mama Moore?
(eerie music plays)
Mama Moore, are you okay out there?
Mama Moore?
Mama Moore?
Are you okay down there?
(water bubbling)
(erratic violin music plays)
Mama Moore?
(gasps)
Hendrick ter Brugghen.
"Saint Sebastian Tended by Irene."
Painted in 1625.
Are you familiar with the legend?
Gus, what are you doing here?
Have you ever been turned into a human pin cushion
by so many arrows shot into you
that no one could easily identify?
That painting and others like it
do not even get it half right.
I was in Mostaganem when that happened.
Then an angel came along and saved me.
That was you, Irene.
Or who you were back then.
Didn't really matter in the end though.
That fool Emperor Diocletian.
Got it right the second time around.
He thought.
He had me beaten to death.
By stags who used clubs the second time around.
All because of my mother through African descent.
I wanted to embrace all parts of my heritage
and I figured my people would also.
I was wrong.
My Lord abandoned me!
And cursed me to live forever.
So far this seems to be the case.
I've been alive for a very, very long time, Irene.
Where's Mama Moore?
Oh, yes.
Mama Moore.
Well.
Sadly, she did not stand up to the experience.
And died soon after I began.
I would like to say how she went was painless.
But that would be a lie.
You monster.
Maybe you're right.
I am a monster with a purpose.
If it's of already consolation, Irene,
I do not take any pleasure in killing.
It's a necessity.
It's a simple matter of love.
Or transfer of death.
(dramatic orchestra music plays)
(warped ringing)
What do you want from me?
Isn't it obvious?
All that is expected from you is love for me
like when you untied me from that tree
full of arrows and nurtured me back to life.
If you refuse your love, I will take it.
The quench of your blood will suffice.
Just accept your destiny.
Our love will be eternal.
I will take you to the heights of ecstasy
you never dreamed of.
(tense ringing)
(Irene sobs)
Irene!
(sirens wailing)
(tense music plays)
You take the back.
I'm gonna knock and make sure everything's okay.
Copy.
Look for our boys too.
Mama Moore?
Irene? You in there?
Irene!
(suspense music plays)
(Dale yells)
Motherfucker!
Freeze!
Drop the knife!
I said drop the knife!
I said freeze!
I said fucking freeze!
Drop the knife!
Drop the goddamn knife!
(vocal music plays)
Dale.
Nice.
Nice shooting, partner.
[Shanel] Thank you.
Go get Irene.
Go.
(dramatic piano music plays)
Irene!
Irene?
(music continues)
(eerie ringing)
Irene!
(eerie music plays)
(music continues)
Oh shit.
(tense music plays)
Irene!
(music continues)
Irene?
Irene!
It's me, it's me, Shanel.
You have to let me in.
Is he still out there?
I shot him, Irene.
He's dead.
(dramatic piano music plays)
Just let me in.
(Irene sobs)
(police radio chatter)
I need to see him.
No.
You don't.
It is a mess back there.
We do not need to get in the way.
Please, please, I have to see him.
Irene, please, I really don't have time
for the hysterics right now.
I told you, Gus Rossi is dead.
I need you to take my word for it.
I need to see for myself.
(dramatic piano music plays)
Fine.
But then we're headed back.
Do I make myself clear?
Yeah.
All right.
Let's go.
(music continues)
Where's my partner?
He's already at the hospital.
He was a level one trauma, so they took him high priority.
It's not looking good though.
Where's the other body?
What other body?
It was only your partner back here.
No, no, there was another body over there.
I don't know what to tell you, Detective.
We only found one body back here.
[Shanel] That's impossible.
Maybe one of the other guys may know something,
but I've been back here this whole time
and we only had one body.
Unless you're talking about the lady in the ambulance.
No. Mm-mm.
All right, I assure you, Irene,
one of the other people probably took him, okay?
But he.
There's no other explanation for this.
They have him. They have him, okay?
Let's just go home.
Let's go home.
(music continues)
[Irene] Ever since the nightmare stopped
I can sleep no matter what.
Wow.
Well would you like to watch a movie?
Terell's coming over.
You can join us.
I don't want to be a third wheel.
Suit yourself.
We're gonna watch a classic hood film.
That's very tempting, but.
That's okay, I'm good.
You guys have fun.
We will.
[Irene] Goodnight, T.
Get some rest.
(gentle piano music plays)
(Gus knocks)
(Tracy gasps) (dramatic sting)
[Irene] Tracy, I think I will take you up on that movie.
Tracy?
(gasps)
[Gus] Irene.
(police radio chatter)
(somber piano music plays)
The fuck?
Exsanguination.
God damn it, Irene.
(music continues)
God damn.
(sighs)
Damn, Tracy.
Rest in power, sis.
Sebastian.
(harmonious singing in Latin)
(Gus speaks Latin)
Rest in peace, Irene.
May the angels receive you in their warm embrace.
Amen.
(dramatic piano music plays)
(dramatic orchestra music plays)
(music continues)
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