Repay It in Blood (2026) Movie Script
(dramatic music)
(pensive music) (chimes twinkling)
(bright music)
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(vehicles whirring)
[Larissa] It wasn't even
me that took that long.
- It was really Mari.
- No, it wasn't.
I don't know who was
it, but I'll tell you what,
we shoulda had sons.
[Angel] Mm.
Because 12 hours to
get ready is ridiculous.
I- I swear the Lord has got it out for me.
[Angel] Hey, I did all the work, so.
(Luis and Angel laughing)
[Larissa] But now we're stopping,
so who's really making
us lay for Mami's party?
[Angel] Right?
[Luis] We know what Mami want, Mami get.
[Angel] Exactly.
Yeah, y'all want any chips or anything?
No.
Well, me and Jamie are coming with you.
Okay, sweetie. Come on, you come with me.
(door clicks) (Luis groans)
All right, kiddos. Come on, let's go.
Go on then, daddy's girl.
Ah. (Chuckling)
(door clicks) (bell dinging)
- Hey, how's everybody going?
- All right.
Lemme know if you need anything.
- Yes, ma'am.
- All right.
Did you see her stick
the middle finger at me?
(Angel chuckles)
I did not see it.
Hey, (speaking indistinctly)
There's the chips right there.
(bags crackling) (feet clacking)
Mom, you look beautiful tonight.
Are you excited?
Thank you, baby.
Yes. I'm so excited.
Mami, did you always wear wigs
like you do now back in the day?
Girl, not back in the day.
You better watch your
mouth. I am not that old.
But your mama has always been the shit.
How you think I bagged
that fine man y'all call Daddy?
[Siblings] Bagged?
Ladies, look, confidence
doesn't care about the color
of your eyes or what you're
wearing or how your hair looks.
Self-confidence is what produces the woman.
Everything else, that's just a bonus.
Yeah, whatever.
Just don't ever lemme
hear you say bagged again.
Please.
(Angel chuckles)
(unsettling music) (ground crackling)
(lock clicks)
Um, you good, Mami?
Yeah, um, just trying to be careful.
And your father needs to hurry up.
[Speaker] Like seriously though.
Empty the motherfucking
register, bitch. Come on!
Yo, go check the back. Go, go!
[Cashier] I'm trying. I'm trying.
Come on, bitch!
- Here.
- $200?
That's it, where's-where's the rest of it?
That's all there is.
That's all there is.
- What the fuck you doing?
- Hey, easy
Put your fucking hands down.
Don't hurt us, man.
Let my baby, go, please.
Where's the safe?
The safe is in the back,
but only the owner knows the code.
Bitch, don't play with me!
I'm serious. I don't know the code.
Damn! Punk-ass bitch.
(gun fires) (cashier whimpers)
I swear sometimes you
really act like you're adopted.
Maybe I am and they haven't told us.
I mean, look at my
complexion compared to y'all's
Girl, (scoffs) wait, it could be.
Ma, you got some secrets you keeping?
Sh, be quiet. Y'all hear that?
(unsettling music)
[Siblings] Hear what?
[Robber] All right, let's
get the fuck outta here, man!
- Fuck that.
- Yo!
(unsettling music)
Come on, nigga. Let's go, man.
(door clicks) (bell dinging)
(feet clacking)
(door thuds) (suspenseful music)
Oh my God, Luis and
the kids. Somebody call 911!
Mom? (Whimpering)
(dramatic music)
(suspenseful music)
(people chattering)
Thank you all for being here.
Today is Naledi's anniversary.
And we sat
and heard a non-guilty verdict
for those two individuals
that took our baby's life.
But I swear I will do
everything in my power
to get justice for our baby.
Thank you, Luis.
Now, everybody, please
stand and join hands for prayer.
(pastor clears throat)
Father God, we come to
You today with heavy hearts,
though a day may seem like an eternity
when a loved one is lost.
So he asks that You heal
and strengthen us as we continue to fight
for justice for Naledi on her behalf.
Oh, (speaking in a foreign language).
Oh, I feel a spirit coming on right now.
Oh, I feel the hooping coming on right now.
Oh, Father God, Jesus, yo.
Hey, I tell the family, ha,
that in this time, ha,
that they're gonna be all right, ha.
I keep telling you, ha
that though she may not
be here right now though, ha,
that we'll see her later though, ha.
'Cause she may be
absent in the presence, ha
and gone in the physical, ha,
but she's up there with you, Lord.
And one day we will see her again, ha.
And in the good word, ha,
of Kendrick Lamar, ha,
everything, ha, is gonna be, ha,
All right
Ha, ooh, Jesus Lord.
And the church say, ha,
y'all supposed to say it with me now, hey.
And the church say, ha.
- Amen.
- Amen.
- Hey, Jesus, ooh.
- Amen.
(applauds) Oh.
(somber music)
(door clicks)
(Angel sobbing)
What's going on, baby?
When will we ever get justice, huh?
Two years from now, 5, 25?
Those bastards got off today.
(people chattering)
You good, sis?
And to make it worse,
it's like you don't remember,
or you don't fucking care.
I don't fucking care?
Do you not fucking remember this shit, huh?
Again, ever since Naledi,
that's all they do is argue.
Enough is enough.
I wear these scars every fucking day.
I wake up and go to sleep
with the vision of our
daughter dying right next to me.
Don't you ever fucking say
that outta your mouth again.
Parents, we have guests,
can you guys please not do this right now?
Mija, we're fine. Close the door.
(door thuds)
(people chattering)
She blames Papi for Ledi's death.
No, it's-I think it's just
still her way of mourning.
Then she needs to go
see a fucking therapist.
I know that Santeria is
a-a big part of your culture,
but you've been praying to
them fucking saints for years
and they ain't done shit!
(speaking in Spanish)
Shut your fucking mouth.
Just because it's not going your way,
doesn't mean it's not working.
I tell you what, well, either
you or them do something,
because if you don't, I will!
(door clicks)
(people chattering)
I'll go check on her.
(people chattering)
Papi, you okay?
You want a drink?
(speaking in Spanish) Just, yeah.
Please, just been getting these headaches.
You know, baby, no one
really knows how one feels
and reacts, you know, when we're grieving.
Yeah, but that doesn't give her
an excuse to be mean to you, Papi.
(speaking in Spanish) baby, look,
she's dealing with a lot too.
If you say so.
You know, Naledi said you always been
that firecracker, hey?
I get it from you, Papi.
Hey baby. That's why you're
gonna do great in law school.
Oh, baby, why you look at me like that?
Hey, we're gonna be fine
and you're gonna be fine too.
Okay, but, Papi, what about Maritza?
Why you worried about
Mari, my little wildflower?
Come on, you know she's
living her best life right now.
She gonna be all right.
Exactly. This is Mari we talking about.
That's true sweetheart, but, look,
I'll worry about your sister
and you focus on being
the best damn prosecutor
Houston has ever seen.
(people chattering)
I hope when y'all do this next year,
y'all don't do it with that pastor,
'cause one more ha, and I'd been hot.
(Angel laughing)
Oh my God. You are such a mess.
I needed that, man. Oh my God.
I bet you did.
Oh, Mari, lighten up.
You don't really need that drink either.
Do you think Mami's proud of me?
Of course, baby. Of
course she's proud of you.
I mean, you're following in her footsteps.
Why would you say that?
I don't know. It's just a feeling.
You know, sweetheart, as parents,
we always want our kids
to succeed better than us.
And you're achieving
that. We're proud of you.
Now the only thing would be if you
and your sister could speak Spanish instead
of understanding, then we'll be all good.
Papi, okay, okay. Okay.
(Luis and Larissa chuckling)
- Love you, baby.
- I love you too, Papi.
(people chattering)
She used to be a good girl
But now she done changed
Oh now she feelin' herself
Oh yeah she stuck in her ways
But who was there when you needed
Hello?
Hey, congratulations, bitch.
I just saw you on the news.
Ain't this like your fifth
guilty verdict this year?
(chuckles) It's like my
eighth. But who's counting?
Well, excuse me then, Ms. Big prosecutor,
just set me straight.
I know those attorneys
hate to see you coming.
And do. (Chuckles)
(chuckles) So when are we celebrating?
Uh, you tell me?
You the one that's busting 12-hour shifts,
miss charge nurse.
Ah, right, right. Girl,
you see me. (Chuckles)
I been seeing you.
Look, it's only been two years
since you've been outta nursing school
and you already in charge.
That's big shit.
Uh, tough, 'cause who sister am I?
I mean, I know I always ran the 440
and you always did the 100-yard dash,
but we always been on the same track, girl.
(chuckles) Damn right we have.
(sighs) All right girl,
enough of all this mushy shit.
I'll hit you later.
All right, boo.
(sighs) Oh man.
I will never leave the past behind
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(tense music)
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(ambient music)
Baby we gonna do it till we get it right
Your body on my menu, that's my appetite
I'ma listen what you gotta say
I just wanna slide up in dat lane
Baby we gonna do it till we get it right
Your body on my menu, that's my appetite
I'ma listen what you gotta say
I'm just try in to slide up in dat lane
Uh, I just wanna slide up in dat lane
Uh, I just wanna beat up
Touring through the
city with the roof down
You can even smell it when we blaze
Looking at the stars and she amaze
She amaze Tryin' to
She ain't even phased Even phased
I got it, it won't be easy
Look, that's just the
way that she was raised
She been raised
Inside you Inside you
Ain't got no time
if you ain't got dollars
I'ma listen what you gotta say
Night is young, baby,
let me know the play
Baby, we gonna do it till we get it right
Your body on my menu, that's my appetite
I'ma listen what you gotta say
I just wanna - Another please.
Baby we gonna do it till we get it right
Your body on my menu, that's my appetite
Hey, Nadia, put it on my tab.
I'm just tryin' to slide up in that lane
Thank you. You didn't have to do that.
I wanted to.
Name is Kingston.
(lips smacking) And you?
Faretti.
Faretti, as in
wild and untamed?
(Larissa giggles)
Amongst other definitions, but yes.
Mm, well, I like wild and untamed.
I bet you do.
(Larissa chuckles)
I ain't gonna lie though.
I noticed you've been
coming here alone for weeks.
Why is that?
- So are you stalking me?
- I...
I wouldn't call it stalking,
but when a pretty girl like you
with eyes like that shows
up in a place like this,
one might wonder why.
Well, maybe for some of
the same reasons someone
like you would.
Hmm, maybe but
the difference here is I'm the manager.
(chuckles) Okay, Mr. Manager.
(Larissa giggles)
So tell me, are you looking
for a man, just having fun,
bored, or all the above?
Hmm, all the above.
As the saying goes,
I'm here for a good time
and not a long time, right?
Mm, well, since the world
is going to shit anyway,
why don't you let me show you a good time,
better than I can tell it?
I like the sound of that.
(Larissa and Kingston moaning and groaning)
Right there.
That's it, don't stop.
Ah, ah, ah, ah.
Damn, girl, is that what you
do to every nigga you meet?
(Kingston and Larissa groaning)
I don't meet niggas.
I hunt the men that I want.
Sassy, I like that shit.
I bet you do.
So is this the start of something
or one and done?
Mm, it's definitely the
start of something. (Chuckles)
Oh, I promise you the next time we meet,
it won't be like this.
I know it won't.
Ah, oh, what the fuck, bitch? Ah!
(Kingston whimpering) (unsettling music)
Ah, ah, ah, paralytic.
You only have a few moments before you,
you know. (Mimics cracking)
So let's cut right to the
chase, remember her?
Probably not.
10 years ago, you and your
boys ran into a liquor store
and opened fire on the innocent.
(Kingston whimpering)
Sh, you're too loud, baby.
Now you got away with it
and be living your best life.
But what I wanna know
is, who was the driver?
(Kingston gargling) (unsettling music)
Fuck, I guess I shoulda asked
you that before I stuck you?
Oh, well, too late.
(Kingston gasping)
Yeah.
Don't worry, hell won't be too lonely.
Company is coming for you, puta.
(lips smacking) (unsettling music)
(Larissa groans)
(ominous music)
(door clicks) (crickets croaking)
(feet clacking)
(door thuds)
(items rustling)
(feet clacking)
(unsettling music)
(vehicles whirring) (horns honk)
(people chattering) (dog barking)
[Character] What
happened to the other five that
was supposed to be here?
[Character] You were late.
[Character] I was late?
That's some bullshit.
- Made your lunch, baby.
Ah, thank you, baby.
(lips smacking)
Ah, so how'd you sleep?
(sighs) Baby, that
medicine the doctor gave me
be having me comatose.
I gotta call them and let them
know that shit ain't normal.
Oh yeah, 'cause if somebody rob us,
you gonna be the first to go.
(chuckles) No shit.
(Larissa chuckles)
Anyway, so, baby,
we've been at this for
about six months now.
Don't you think it's about time for us
to schedule a little meet
and greet for our families?
Don't start that. Okay?
I told you after the last
time everything went to shit,
you and I, baby steps.
(chuckles) And I respect that,
but I'm not your last dude.
My family's pretty cool.
If you ask me, I think
you hiding something.
Boy, please. Hiding what?
Like what are you even talking about?
Well, for starters, you're Latina,
and you don't speak a lick of Spanish.
That's suspect all by
itself, don't you think?
All right, calm down, okay?
'Cause first of all, I'm half Latina.
Secondly, a lot of Latinas
don't speak the language.
Yeah, whatever, I might wanna marry
your half Latina havin'-ass
one day, but until then,
I would love to know
what I'm marrying into first.
Mm-hmm, yeah. Okay.
I'm sure you do.
What type of cases you have today?
Hmm, armed robbery, stolen cars,
and sadly more DV.
Oh my gosh, when is the
domestic violence gonna end?
You know what? Everybody
needs to go to fucking therapy.
And what about you?
How many lame baby daddy cases you got?
A few, and I'm sure they're
gonna use every excuse
on why they don't need
to pay child support.
(TV beeps) (dramatic music)
The prominent club owner, Dante Johnson,
known to many as Kingston
was found behind this club,
17 on FM 1960.
There are no further developments
at this time. Back to you.
(TV croaks)
Damn, that's fucked up.
What, you knew him?
Yeah, everybody does. I
mean, he a pretty cool dude.
I mean, he showed love to
everybody down at the club.
Dang, baby. I'm sorry.
What do you, um-what do
you think could a happened?
(scoffs) Shit, ain't no telling, baby.
He was into a lot of shit.
Yeah, well, baby, I gotta go.
I'm about to have one of those days
because of this shit.
Okay. Have a good day.
All right, (lips smacking)
I'll talk to you later.
(feet clacking)
(suspenseful music)
(chair clacking)
(suspenseful music continues)
(mouse clicking)
(hands rustling) (chair creaking)
(printer whining and clicking)
(paper rustling) (suspenseful music)
Got your ass now.
(paper crackling)
(bag slaps) (suspenseful music continues)
(vehicle whirring)
Man, I don't know why
you got me up in here.
We know little dude ain't mine.
You come in here with this polyester shirt
and you talking...
Nah, ain't nobody
got time for all this, girl.
Lets go, (indistinct) out here.
We gonna see.
- Say what?
- Listen.
Calm down.
I have the test results but I urge you both
to remain calm after I read them.
This is not a zoo.
I ain't the one doing none of this
Are we clear?
- Ah.
- Yes, Ma'am.
We good, all right? We good.
Thank you.
(folder crackling)
And the results read,
in the case of Prince Thomas Carter,
Thomas Maurice Carter is 99.9%
not the father.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, what, what, what, what?
What, what, what? (Chuckles)
Wait, hold on. Lemme see this.
Nah, nah, nah, nah, hold on.
Nine, nine nine, taking
over for the nine nine
Hoo-hoo, baby, I knew it.
That's beauti-that is so beautiful.
I knew it. I knew it.
- No, this is not right.
You the only person I've been with.
Now how is this negative?
No, I want a retest.
Bitch, what? (Scoffs)
This ain't Dollar General.
(chuckles) We are dealing
with the government, baby.
They don't make no mistakes, is I'm right?
He's correct.
(scoffs) Aw, if there be nothing else,
can I leave, please?
We're adjourned. You can go.
Thank you. (Chuckles)
Since we have clearly
proven that I ain't the daddy,
'cause that pullout game
Ah ah ah ah
Too strong, ah, you know,
I hope you find the baby daddy,
'cause it sure ain't me. (Chuckles)
(door thuds) (people chattering)
Listen, I don't know if that
was a blessing or a curse,
but if you wanna get him
retested, I can do that for you.
I would just need a list of his addresses
and hangout spots so I can have him served.
(vehicles whirring)
(crickets croaking)
Hola, Mami, mm, you got it smelling good.
What you got... Ow.
Beat it.
Dang. Okay.
How's he doing today?
Good, but you know it
can change in any minute.
Yeah, well, I'ma go in there
and sit with him until dinner's ready
since you don't want me in here with you.
That's right. Well, hello.
(keys rattling) (people
speaking indistinctly)
(keys rattling)
(speaking in Spanish) Papi.
(Luis speaking in Spanish)
(character speaking in Spanish)
Still watching "Teresa" again, huh?
You know, mija,
strength is in the woman's eye.
But anytime she shows that strength,
she shows power.
But first she must
be well-planned and
deliberate, remember that.
I know, Papi. You taught me well.
(Larissa chuckles)
So how is everything going?
(character speaking in Spanish)
As it should.
(speaking in Spanish) Good job, baby.
(dramatic music)
(crickets croaking)
So, ladies, I was thinking that in honor
of Naledi's year, we could... No.
(scoffs) You didn't even
let me get it all the way out.
Mami, we've done something every year
and nothing has changed.
That's exactly why I
wanna start this foundation,
for victims of gun violence like Naledi.
And with what money exactly?
You ran through the savings, his 401k,
and Naledi's settlement.
I can borrow against
our insurance policies.
Absolutely not.
It's our insurance policies, Larissa.
Yes, that me and Mari
pay for, so the answer is no.
Look, I'm only letting you
guys know as a courtesy.
I can and I will do this
with or without y'all.
Yeah, you've been
doing a lot ever since Pap
(hand slaps)
Hey, look, y'all calm down.
Don't you ever in your
fucking life disrespect me
like that again, especially
in front your father.
Baby, no, no.
I am sorry, Mami.
But I just think that we
should finally let Naledi rest.
Naledi won't rest until
those who are responsible
are either dead or in jail.
(chair clattering) (cutlery clinking)
(feet clacking) (suspenseful music)
(sighs) Oh, she actually wants
to take the money from their life insurance
that me and Mari pay for.
And you know she actually slapped me?
So what's the real reason, baby,
that she can't start a foundation?
(Larissa sighs)
She's careless with money.
She doesn't know anything
about running a business,
let alone a foundation.
That's the reason.
Okay, baby. So help her.
She gotta start somewhere.
She needs a team. And what
better person to do it than you?
(Larissa groans)
I dunno. I just don't have
a good feeling about it.
Mm, well, (lips smacking)
Give her (lips smacking)
the benefit of the doubt.
Maybe she'll surprise you.
I know, but
No but, I'm not
interested in that at all.
Just the butt you're about to give me.
- Mm. (Chuckles)
- Mm.
(lips smacking)
(dramatic music)
Lord Jesus, you are the highest,
and there is no spiritual power above You.
I hide in You, Lord.
You are my shelter.
Thank you for the saints
that you have assigned
to me, in Jesus' name, amen.
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music continues)
(door clicks and squeaks)
(suspenseful music)
(paper rustles and crackles)
(suspenseful music) (folder crackles)
(door creaks)
(tense music)
(feet clacking)
(tense music) (crickets croaking)
(money crackling)
(door knocking)
Yo, who the fuck is that?
Fuck, man.
(gun caulking)
(door clicks and creaks) (Thomas murmurs)
I wouldn't do that if I was you.
(suspenseful music) (door thuds)
Yeah, surprised to see me again.
(gun thuds) (Thomas crashes)
(unsettling music)
Wake up.
Wake your ass up, Thomas.
What?
Now I know you're probably wondering,
who is she?
What does she want?
Why me, blah blah blah, blah, blah.
But what I wanna know,
and the only W that's important is when?
When will my family get justice?
When will my sister rest?
When, when, when?
Bitch, what the fuck are you doing here?
What do you even want?
(hand slaps) (Thomas groans)
Watch how you fucking talking to me?
[Thomas] Hmm.
Now who was
with you 10 years ago with Kingston?
10 years ago?
Bitch, what the is you even talking about?
(unsettling music) (gun pops)
(Thomas whimpers)
Fuck! (Grunting)
Call me another one and
I'll shoot you in the other leg.
Now who was the driver?
Hmm, I don't know.
Lie again.
I don't
(gun pops) (Thomas whimpers)
Fuck, fuck you! (Grunting)
Baby, we can do this all night.
Liquor store 10 years ago, who and why?
(tense music)
(Thomas grunts)
(gun clicks)
Aight, aight, aight, wait,
wait, wait a fucking minute.
It was Paco, aight?
I ain't even know them
niggas from... (sobs)
I didn't even know them
niggas from that night, man.
(tense music)
So what, this some TikTok challenge?
Random niggas get together,
rob and kill innocent people for fun?
(Larissa sighs)
That's fucking rich.
That's how Paco operates, man.
He hires us to do a job,
no questions asked, man,
What the fuck are
you talking about a job?
So the liquor store
was a job, hired by who?
I don't know.
Paco gave us the bread
and told us where to be and when.
Okay, so how can I find this Paco?
What does he look like?
Black, Spanish, in his 40s.
Man, I don't fucking know.
I don't be looking at that nigga like that.
I just know he operates
outta St. Boulevard.
(tense music)
If I find out that you
lying about this shit...
I promise and I swear
that is all I fuckin' know.
(tense music)
(paper crackling)
Oh yeah, Prince Thomas Carter is yours.
(suspenseful music)
(birds chirping) (suspenseful music)
(door clicks)
(door thuds)
Were you able to do it?
(suspenseful music)
This is the real one?
This is the fake one.
(paper crackling) (suspenseful music)
Are you sure this is going to work?
As sure as my name is Maritza,
but you can't get caught
or else we'll both go down.
Okay.
(Maritza speaking in
Spanish) (lips smacking)
(door clicks)
(door thuds) (suspenseful music)
(vehicle whirring)
(screen zooms) (gun caulks)
Better to have a dead
beat father dead than alive.
(gun pops) (unsettling music)
(Larissa speaking in
Spanish) (feet clacking)
(unsettling music)
Good evening, Rosalyn
Winters reporting live
from Deerbrook Forest Apartments
where a homicide investigation is underway.
Joining me now is Detective Wilson
from the Houston Police Department.
Detective, what can you tell us so far?
As of now, we have limited information.
However, I urge anyone
who may have witnessed
or heard anything to please come forward
and contact the Houston Police Department.
I have no further at present time.
And there you have it.
We will continue to cover the story
and provide any updates
as we receive information.
Back to you in the newsroom.
(door clicks and creaks)
(dispatch speak indistinctly)
Mm, what's this page, what we got here?
No ID, but we got this.
Hmm, Thomas Carter, huh?
Looks like some baby mama
drama or perhaps a wife.
Your guess as good as mine.
Okay, well, let's get some prints.
See if this belongs to him.
And make sure you notify the next of kin.
(Detective Wilson sighs)
You got it, boss.
(dispatch speaking indistinctly)
Hey, can you document
this and get prints on it?
(dispatch speaking indistinctly)
(tense music)
(tense music)
(tense music continues)
(chain rattles) (suspenseful music)
(priest speaking in Spanish)
Before you go, you need
to give this to your father
to protect him because he's in harm's way.
(speaking in a foreign language) Papa.
May the oasis bless you and your family.
(ominous music) (vehicles whirring)
(crickets croaking) (suspenseful music)
(door clicks)
(door thuds)
(keys rattling) (feet clacking)
Papi, I went to see the priest today.
He said that there's danger around you.
He gave me this for your protection.
Thank you, mija.
(Luis speaking in Spanish)
(suspenseful music)
(lips smacking)
- Amen.
- Amen.
(feet clacking)
I can't believe you still believe
in this devil's work, Larissa.
Mami, don't start.
I-I don't understand what you
and your father see in this.
You don't understand it
because you haven't tried.
Papi respects, respects your beliefs.
You need to show him the same respect.
You getting beside
yourself a, little girl.
You better fix it.
You better be careful.
The same God that we
worship will make you suffer
when you miss what's being blessed.
I gotta go, Papi.
(lips smacking) (Larissa
speaking in Spanish)
(Luis speaking
indistinctly) (keys rattling)
(unsettling music) (feet clacking)
(door clicks)
Li'I bitch, this shit don't work.
It never has, damn devil bullshit.
I rebuke it.
(unsettling music) (beads clacking)
Oh my-oh my god. (Panting)
(speaking in Spanish)
The devil's presence.
(vehicles whirring)
(sirens wailing)
(door clicks) (phone ringing)
(people chattering)
Wilson, your ass ain't
never in your office, man.
I can never find you
'Cause I'm trying to hide
from your ass. What's up?
Anyway, finally got
a hit on those prints.
Thomas Carter, 34, East Side dude,
lengthy rap sheep.
(people chattering) (phone ringing)
What's up, Wils? What you thinking?
(people chattering)
Take a look at this.
Thomas Carter and Dante Johnson
were both arrested 10 years ago for murder
and attempted murder
and now they're both dead
days apart from each other?
Look at these dates and see what hits.
(mouse clicks)
Hmm, Naledi Quintero
and Quanda Wilson were
killed in a store robbery.
It looks like Naledi's father
was also shot but survived.
(scoffs) And these two got away with it
for lack of evidence.
Or maybe somebody's cleaning up house.
Yeah, but after 10 years?
It's gotta be something else.
(sighs) Yes, Vince.
So tonight I'ma need you to get some rest
'cause tomorrow we're day walkers.
I'm already annoyed.
(people chattering) (phone ringing)
(door clicks)
Please excuse the mess. I just moved in.
No, it's fine.
And we hate to ask, but
where were you last night?
Here with my baby and mother.
She's at work right now,
but I could give you her number.
Yes, that'll work.
Did you and Thomas get along?
We were good when we
were chilling and having sex.
And then when I told him I was pregnant,
he started trippin',
saying the baby wasn't his.
Hmm.
So did you get a paternity test?
Yes, but it came back negative,
which was weird because he
was the only person I've been with.
And where was this test conducted?
The courthouse.
Mm.
So did you have him retested?
I didn't get a chance to,
but I guess that doesn't matter now, huh?
Did Thomas have any other
girlfriends that you know of
or a wife perhaps?
Honestly, I don't.
When he was with me, he was with me.
And whatever he did outside
of those doors, I didn't care to know.
Hmm.
What about enemies?
Did he talk to you about his street ties?
Enemies, I don't know.
I mean, he kept his
street biz away from me.
Excuse me. I have to go check on my baby.
Of course.
Negative results.
Hmm, yeah, we need
to get down to that court.
I guess so.
Uh, here's-here's my mother number.
I have to go check on my baby.
Oh, no problem.
I understand, um, I wanna
say that we're really sorry
for your loss and if you have any questions
or you hear anything,
please do not hesitate
to contact us no matter
how big or small, okay?
I hope y'all find who did this.
We're doing the best we can.
Now you take care of
that beautiful baby of yours.
(vehicles whirring)
(horns honking) (people chattering)
Thank you.
(phone clacking)
Well, good afternoon. How can I help you?
Hello, I'm Detective Wilson.
This is Detective Spence.
We need to see your sign-in log.
Sure.
Thank you.
You know I have a stellar memory.
Is there a particular name
that I can help you find?
Does the name Thomas Carter ring a bell?
Do it? Of course.
That arrogant smug some of a bitch,
he pranced his ghetto-ass all around here.
Cappin', making all kinds of noise
when he found out he wasn't the father.
But I remember him.
I remember him.
Who had the report?
(paper crackling) (people chattering)
Let's see, someone by
the name of Prefani, Fasani?
- Persephone?
- Something like that.
May I?
(people chattering)
Do you know where
we could find this person?
She's not a regular employee here.
So how she have access to the records?
Well, basically, long
as it's minor hearings,
anyone with a court clearance
can book those rooms.
Do you remember what she looked like?
I'm sorry, but I-I don't.
I see so many people
until I just can't keep up.
But Mr. Sempleton's, he was screaming,
and cutting up all around here,
bragging about how a light-eyed bitch
had just freed him, ghetto.
Thank you ma'am for your time.
Sure thing. You all have a nice day.
(people chattering)
Fuck!
What's wrong, partner. You good?
It's the 20th fucking century.
You would think by now that they have
a better clearance system than they do.
Anyone could a accessed that report
with that fake-ass name.
Fake? What makes you think that?
Look, you got two murder
suspects, dead days apart,
and the person who accessed
is the files named Persephone?
Okay, you know what?
You the college scholar,
so school me 'cause
I'm not getting this shit.
Look, Greek mythology,
Persephone is a Greek goddess
who name means to bring destruction.
Oh, oh shit.
Yes, exactly.
Per two, three.
- Exactly.
- Yeah.
Yes, Spence, I think
our murderer is a female.
(people chattering)
You need to talk to Fatima. Let's go.
(feet clacking) (people chattering)
(vehicles whirring) (sirens wailing)
(birds chirping) (dogs barking)
(vehicle whirring)
(suspenseful music)
[Character] So how are you, Mom?
[Character] I'm fine.
When did you get released?
[Character] Oh, cut the crap.
(birds chirping) (feet clacking)
(door knocking)
No one needed to, Mom!
(feet clacking)
Had you come and visit me, you would
Who is it?
Houston Police Department.
(feet clacking)
(door clicks and creaks)
Yes?
Hello, ma'am. I'm Detective Wilson.
This is Detective Spence.
How can I help you?
Do you have a moment?
We'd like to talk to you about Naledi.
(birds chirping)
Naledi? Um, of course.
Yes, yes. Please come in.
Thank you.
(door creaks) (feet clacking)
(door thuds) (feet clacking)
(sighs) Look, it's been
years since anybody's
come here about Ledi.
Yes, we know.
But recently the two men that were accused
of her murder have been killed.
What does that have to do with Ledi?
You don't sound concerned.
(chuckles) Why would I be, huh?
I mean, everybody knows that the two people
who killed her got off scot-free.
And look at my husband.
Look at him.
Stage three dementia
and he's getting worse as the days go by.
Our lives haven't been
the same since Ledi left us,
so to hell wit' all of them.
Ma'am, look, we
understand your frustration.
We do, but we have to do our jobs too.
Oh, you have a job to do now, huh?
Like your colleagues was
supposed to do for my Ledi?
Look, I know it may seem a bit unfair.
Unfair, save it.
What's unfair is fighting for justice
and not getting any results.
And on top of that, y'all
two come in my house
with the audacity to
have some kind of support
and sympathy for the murderers?
Look, we apologize... (whines) Sh.
Just know that the next time
that y'all come up in my house,
y'all better have a fucking
conviction in y'all hands.
Now get the fuck up outta my house.
(feet clacking)
(Angel speaking in a foreign language)
(feet clacking) (suspenseful music)
(door clicks and creaks) (birds chirping)
Look, ma'am, we meant no disrespect.
We're simply just trying to eliminate
Potential suspects. I know
how this works, detective.
I've worked the court
system for over 25 years
and my daughter is a prosecutor.
A damn good one.
But you're wrong.
If we wanted revenge, we
would've gotten it years ago.
You'd be surprised what
people do or what they harbor for
when justice hasn't been swift.
I don't care nothing about your theories.
Until y'all can get justice for my baby,
don't bring y'all ass back here.
It looks like someone's
already seen to that.
You have a nice day, ma'am.
(suspenseful music) (feet clacking)
(unsettling music) (birds chirping)
(keys rattling) (suspenseful music)
(door thuds) (feet clacking)
(suspenseful music continues)
(door clicks and creaks)
(door clicks)
Hey, what was that all about?
Was that about Naledi?
Nothin', they're more
worried about the assholes
who killed her.
(Angel sighs)
Okay. Wait, wait.
Why would they come here?
I don't know.
Ask your sister. Maybe she heard something.
Ma, where you going?
Look after your father.
I- I gotta run an errand.
(feet clacking) (suspenseful music)
Hey, sis, the detectives came by,
but mom's acting really weird.
Are you around?
(suspenseful music)
Okay, well, just check her out, sis.
I don't know. Something's up.
She's getting ready to leave.
(suspenseful music)
It's almost over, mija.
I know, Papi, I know.
(suspenseful music)
(liquid sloshing) (glass taps)
(Paco speaking in
Spanish) (unsettling music)
So two of my guys
gone, and you don't
got nothing to do with it?
What sense would that make?
You and I are in this together.
Mm. (Speaking in Spanish)
But what about Luis?
(chuckles) What about
him? He has dementia.
He barely even remembers
his own name some fuckin' times.
You sure about that?
I am $3.5 million sure about it.
Hmm, what I
don't understand is
why this shit wasn't done when I was down?
What do you mean?
I was under suspicion
from the insurance company
and the police after
your goons killed my baby
and let Luis live.
And you know that.
Let's be very clear.
You set the time and place.
You should've kept her away.
Witnesses don't breathe
and Luis got lucky.
(Paco speaking in Spanish)
Look, we both have a stake in this,
especially with Lari.
So now what?
Hmm.
You just keep playing your part
and I'ma take care of the
rest. (Speaking in Spanish)
(lips smacking) (Paco speaking in Spanish)
(unsettling music) (birds chirping)
(vehicle whirring)
(engine rumbling)
(window clicks and
scratches) (suspenseful music)
Kidding me?
(suspenseful music) (birds chirping)
(window screeching)
(engine roaring)
(crickets croaking) (cutlery clinking)
(door clicks and squeaks)
(feet clacking) (Larissa
speaking in Spanish)
[Maritza] Hey, sis.
Everything good?
As well as can be expected.
(glass clinking)
Mami?
You not gonna eat?
I lost my appetite earlier today.
Just wanted to come check on y'all.
Especially after the police stopped by.
Yeah, (puffs) I don't know
why they came over here
with those suspicions anyway.
I'm sure they had their reasons.
Why are you looking at me like that?
What reasons would they have?
It's not like they're
gonna find anything here.
Right.
(phone vibrating)
Oh, I gotta take that.
I'll be right back, y'all.
(feet clacking)
Hey, you're not supposed
to be calling me so late.
I'ma go use the restroom.
(chair scratches) (feet clacking)
Okay, tomorrow at the club.
Okay, I'll see you at Club 1708:00 PM.
I'll be there. Bye.
(door clicks) (unsettling music)
Lari, what are you doing?
I came to check on you. You good?
I'm fine.
Who was that on the phone?
Nobody. Um, it was the foundation.
They were just, you
know, giving me an update.
Right.
Right, excuse me.
(unsettling music) (feet clacking)
(fist slaps)
(chair screeching)
All right y'all,
I gotta go.
I have a long day tomorrow.
(speaking in Spanish) Papi.
May God his saints cover and protect you.
And, Mami, you should get some rest.
You look like you need it.
Good night.
(keys rattling)
Okay, sis, I'll walk you out.
(unsettling music) (feet clacking)
(door clicks)
(crickets croaking)
You know something, don't you?
Not yet, but when I do,
you'll be the first to know.
And what about the cops?
They just fishin'.
Sis, look, you know
I'm 10 toes down with you
and I'm down for whatever,
but don't have my ass walking to no fire
if you not gonna be there to put it out.
Don't you trust me?
(smacks teeth) You know I do.
What kind of question is that?
All right then.
So you know I'm not gonna
let nothing happen to us.
I just need you to be
ready when I call you.
(suspenseful music)
[Maritza] Look, this
is from the detectives.
Keep an eye on her.
If she make any sudden
moves, you let me know.
Hell, yeah, all right, sis. Okay, sis.
(lips smacking) (feet clacking)
(door clicks)
(door thuds) (unsettling music)
(engine whining and roaring)
(ground crackling)
(vehicles whirring) (sirens wailing)
(people chattering)
Hey, partner.
- What's up?
- Just got off the phone
with Fatima, she said that
per Persephone asked for a list
of Thomas's whereabouts under the guise
of getting him retested.
Contacted Security to see if
they had any footage of her.
Camera system was down
and being worked on at the time.
Of course they were.
The stars were fuckin' aligned
for Miss Persephone, weren't they?
Anything on Angel's prosecutor daughter?
I'm still looking into that.
And you know going back
to Quintero's residence,
that is not happening, man.
She is done with our asses.
Yeah, no shit.
Well, all right,
let's keep digging, see
what we can come up with.
All right, I gotcha. I'll
let you know what I find.
All right.
(people chattering)
(tense music)
(tense music continues)
(tense music)
(tense music)
(tense music)
(tense music)
(tense music)
(tense music)
(tense music)
(tense music)
(tense music)
(tense music)
(tense music)
(tense music continues)
(upbeat music)
(people chattering)
(upbeat music continues)
[Angel] Hey, love.
Ola (speaking in Spanish).
Mm, so what's all this?
What it's always been about, the money.
(sighs) Babe, I already told you,
it's gonna be harder now
than ever to get that money.
I think we could change that.
Is that right? Enlighten me.
You remember Million, right?
How can I forget?
Had he and his boys
did their job years ago,
we'd all be rich by now.
Hey, Paco, get your girl, man.
Angel, (speaking in Spanish).
Cool out on Million.
He did what he was paid to
do. That was drive, that's it.
Thank you.
Does it matter?
It doesn't, because Naledi is still dead
and we are all still broke.
Hey! (Speaking in Spanish)
That's enough of this bullshit bickering.
What's done is done. We
can't take this shit back.
Now that we got that understood,
Million is a reformed man now.
He's a lawyer
and since you can't get a
hold of the policy, he can,
making you Luis's sole beneficiary
Babe, but unless Luis is dead
and gone without any suspicion,
that's not gonna hold any weight.
Have faith, beautiful.
I've taken care of that.
How? 'Cause I'm not doing anything.
Well, unlike the first time
where you set it up and we did the work,
this time we're setting it up,
and you gonna do the work.
What is it that you want me to do?
Hmm? Thought you'd never asked.
Take this and put it in
his food or drink. That's it.
Wh-what is this?
It causes cardiac arrest.
Best to give to him at bedtime.
(Paco chuckling)
Well, now that we got that settled,
you let me know as soon as it's done.
We'll take care of the rest.
Will do, gimme a couple of days,
and I'll let you know when to do it.
(people chattering) (upbeat music)
And you, mimosa,
don't be like that, all right?
It's all gonna work out.
I hope so, we've been
doing this too damn long
and we still need to tell
Larissa at some point.
And we will.
(Paco speaking in Spanish)
First the money.
Yeah.
(lips smacking) (people chattering)
Ah. (Speaking in Spanish)
(lips smacking) (upbeat music)
(Paco sighs) (customer laughing)
When this is all over,
y'all know what to do.
(upbeat music) (people chattering)
(door clicks)
[Larissa] Mari, you at home?
Yeah, I just go home.
[Larissa] Make sure
I'm not on speaker phone.
Why? What's happening?
[Larissa] I need you to listen to me.
Why? You're scaring me.
[Larissa] I can't explain right now.
But do not let Papi eat or
drink shit Mama give him.
Do you understand me?
All right. What the fuck is happening?
[Larissa] Just listen to me.
Do you have an empty vial?
(Maritza stammers)
Yeah. Why?
[Larissa] I need you to grab one,
take one of Papi's
sleeping pills, crush it up,
and put it in there.
Lari, what the fuck?
[Larissa] Just fucking do it.
I gotta make a quick stop
and then I'm on my way.
Okay.
(feet clacking)
(zip rattling) (bag thuds)
(feet clacking)
Have you eaten today?
Si, mija.
Good, and don't take
anything from anybody
unless it's me or Lari, okay?
Okay, mija.
(door clicking)
[Angel] Hello, I'm home.
(Maritza and Luis speaking in Spanish)
(unsettling music)
(feet clacking)
(vehicles whirring)
(crickets croaking) (ground crackling)
(vehicles humming)
(unsettling music)
(door clicks)
(door thuds) (ground crackling)
(door clicks and squeaks) (dog barking)
Where's Mami?
She's in her room.
(unsettling music)
(speaking in Spanish) Papi.
Si, mija.
(unsettling music) (keys rattling)
Lari, what the is happening?
Do you have the vial?
Okay, look, I'm gonna go in there
and talk to her.
In three minutes, I
need you to call her out
for a distraction.
Make her come out the room.
- Lari?
- Just fucking do it.
Please listen to me.
(unsettling music) (bag crackling)
(vial clacking) (door thudding)
Coming.
(items rattling)
(feet clacking)
(door clicks)
What you doing, Ma? You good?
Why's the door locked?
Um, I didn't know it was
locked, baby. I'm sorry.
(unsettling music)
What are you doing here so late?
I had a few cases in town
so I'ma just stay the night.
All right, I mean, you
know where your room is.
Right, so, Ma,
is it okay if I invite my boyfriend
over for dinner tomorrow night?
(speaking in a foreign language)
You got a boyfriend? (Chuckling)
We've been dating for a while now,
but you know I needed to get to know him,
make sure he was good
before I brought him over.
Aw, wait, you've been dating for a while?
What you mean, like
y'all-y'all living together?
No, Mami, it's only been six months.
I'm taking things slow
and he has his own place.
That's good to hear,
because you know what?
If he is anything like that other one,
I don't wanna meet him.
He's definitely not.
So seven o'clock good tomorrow?
Mm, I think I can make that work.
(plastic bag crackling)
This for you.
What is that?
A new wig for your collection.
I thought you can wear it
for dinner tomorrow night.
Aw shit, my baby got me a new wig?
Thank you, mija.
You know what?
I'ma wear it tomorrow night just for you.
Aw, thanks, Mami.
Have you ever thought
about getting into wigs too,
'cause you know what?
You could really be like a
new person every single day.
No, I think I'll leave
the theatrics to you.
You're better suited for it.
Ma, come here. I need your help, hurry!
What's going on? I'll be right back, ooh.
(door clicking)
(unsettling music)
(items clacking and rustling)
Ugh, (speaking in Spanish).
(suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music) (door clicks)
(door clatters) (crickets croaking)
(suspenseful music continues)
(crickets croaking) (fist slapping)
I wanna go in there and
beat that bitch's ass right now.
Trust me, I do too,
but this cannot come back on me or you.
Besides, I still don't
know what she's hiding.
(Maritza sniffs)
(suspenseful music)
So what now?
Okay, listen...
(suspenseful music)
Let's get to work.
(group chattering) (suspenseful music)
What you think about this?
Yeah, I like her for this.
I mean, the timing definitely lines up,
and she knows the court system really well.
Mm, yeah, you're right.
Well, I got another case to
handle so you need to get down
to the judge and get those warrants.
I got you.
(door clicks) (people chattering)
(paper crackling) (vehicles whirring)
(crickets croaking)
(dog barking)
You good, sis?
Yep.
(door knocking)
(feet clacking)
(door clicks and squeaks)
Hey, babe.
- Hey, babe.
- Hey.
(lips smacking)
These are for you.
Aw, thank you.
You're welcome.
(feet clacking)
This is my sister, Mari.
It's nice to finally meet
you. These are for you.
(plastic crackling)
Nice to meet you too. And thank you.
Now you can sit right here.
My parents should be down soon.
And don't mind me, I
usually sit at the bar.
(Lomax chuckles) (chair scratches)
I mean, you would think
my parents would hurry
so we can eat soon.
Ooh, hush girl. We coming.
(suspenseful music)
Mari, get Papi.
(speaking in Spanish) Papi.
Um, Lo, this is my mother angel.
Hello, Angel. How you doing?
These are for you.
Nice to meet you as well.
Mami, wanna put these in the kitchen?
[Angel] Sure.
(suspenseful music)
Lo, you good? You look
like you've seen a ghost.
Nah, nah, I'm good. I'm good.
And this is my father, Luis.
Eh.
Oh, don't mind him. He has dementia.
Some days are better than others.
Got you.
Lomax, right, so you and
my daughter have been dating
for six months?
Where'd you guys meet?
Court. She prosecuted a
case I defended and she won.
(Larissa chuckles)
Seems like the longer we date,
the less we know about each other.
(Maritza chuckles)
I'll say, so,
Lomax, Larissa tells us that you're
from the south side of Houston?
Larissa, Larissa, who, from where?
(Maritza chuckles)
Oh, so sis hasn't told you yet, huh?
Lynette, what is she talking about?
Enough, let's just wrap this up. Okay?
Why, Mami? We don't
have any secrets, right?
Larissa's my real name.
Lynette was given to me for protection
after my sister's murder.
Okay, why you just didn't tell me that?
Because her murderers
are still out there.
But you know two of them are dead.
The rest still need to be dealt with.
You know, life is just so funny.
Sometimes it's good to you and other times
it fucks you in the with no Vaseline.
And you two motherfuckers
might as well double bury me.
Okay, everybody listen up.
I don't care what it may look like,
everyone is considered to
be armed and dangerous.
Anybody moving funny, breathing funny,
take 'em down, understood?
- Copy that.
- Copy that
You two, cover the front.
Rest of y'all, let's head to the back.
(feet clacking) (suspenseful music)
Look, I don't know what
kind of weird-ass shit y'all on,
but I'm out.
Hey, sit your mothefuckin' ass down.
(unsettling music) (phone clacks)
Hey, that ain't what it looks like.
Man, shut the fuck up. Down.
Larissa, I can explain.
Oh please do.
Besides getting Ledi killed that night,
I would love to know what
you and Paco gotta tell me.
Naledi wasn't supposed to die.
Oh, wait, so Papi was?
Bitch, I should shoot your
motherfuckin' ass right now.
(Luis speaking in Spanish)
No, no, Papi.
You are a sorry excuse of a mother
and I hope you die in prison, bitch!
(Angel laughing)
Oh, you think you're so tough?
You over here fighting for this man
and the whole time
he's not even your father.
(dramatic music)
(ground crackling) (crickets croaking)
How 'bout instead of fighting for him,
you join me and we can work as a team,
a mother daughter do,
and make this shmoney?
- Are you serious?
- Hands up, everybody!
- Do not move!
- Everybody, freeze!
- Hands up!
- Hands up!
Lower your weapon!
Drop your weapon now!
Fuck!
Angel Quintero, Lomax Anderson,
you both are under arrest
for murder, attempted murder,
insurance fraud, and whole lot other shit.
Murder? I ain't murder nobody
- Get her outta here.
- I ain't murder
no fuckin' body.
Get your fuckin' hands off me!
[Lomax] Man, y'all
got this shit all wrong.
- Shut up.
- Fuckin' (indistinct) me.
[Speaker] Fuck.
(suspenseful music)
[Speaker] Thanks, bitch.
I sure do hope that gun was registered
And if it ain't, this is my house.
Them motherfuckers are the intruders.
(Detective Wilson sighs)
Thank you for coming in.
Without that evidence, we had nothing.
(suspenseful music)
So what about Paco?
He got lucky today, but we're on it.
We got his bait and we'll get him.
For his sake,
I hope you're right.
We'll be in touch. Let's go.
(suspenseful music)
(speaking in Spanish) Papi.
Papi, is it true
what she's saying?
Is it true what she's saying?
(Luis speaking in Spanish)
Lemme explain, Paco,
(speaking in Spanish).
He's your real father.
(Larissa whimpering)
(suspenseful music)
(birds chirping) (children chattering)
(money rustling) (dramatic music)
(door clicks)
(dramatic music)
I don't pay you to be late.
So what they saying?
Right now, it's her word against yours.
They can't use the tape.
(Paco laughing)
That is good. That is too good.
So how do I get my money?
Look, with both of 'em in jail right now,
(sighs) You won't be seeing
that money no time soon.
Look, just lay low.
Man, you're too hot right now.
And when I hear
something, I'ma let you know.
Mm, I pay you for on-time information.
(envelope crackling)
25K.
Don't be late again.
(Paco laughing)
And as long as you keep
me outta here on these streets,
there's a whole lot more
where that come from.
(Paco laughing) (children chattering)
(gun caulks)
[Criminal] What the fuck, man?
(speaking in Spanish) What's going on?
[Luis] Nothin'.
(gun fires)
(gun click)
I guess I ain't gotta pay his this week.
Have a seat, Paco.
(Paco chuckling)
Come on, sit your ass down.
(chair screeching)
(gun click) (unsettling music)
Nothing would make me happier, Dad.
(unsettling music)
Thank you, Jamie. You can go now.
(unsettling music)
Fuck is this?
Family affairs or some shit?
That was a nice touch with Spence too.
It's funny how a man's broken heart
truly never heals.
Naledi was his one and only true love.
(somber music)
(upbeat music)
(screen zooms)
Fairy tales, we all live 'em.
Fuck is you doing here, Luis?
Ain't you supposed to
have dementia or some shit?
(Luis chuckling)
Is that what the fuck she told you?
Nah, man, no dementia.
I just played well.
(screen zooms)
(suspenseful music)
(paper crackling) (bed clinking)
Your sloppy girlfriend
forgot to hide the denial letter
for fraud from the insurance company.
(phone vibrating) (suspenseful music)
That night, I went through her phone.
Saw a text about you
being Larissa's father,
my policy and the plot
to try to take my money?
Then I sent it to myself for proof.
(suspenseful music)
My wife, the woman I
thought I'd grow old with,
she wasn't just leaving me.
She was planning on burying me.
And the life insurance policy,
that's all I was worth to her?
(suspenseful music)
We knew she would do anything to get it,
so we made a plan
and did what lions do best,
lie and wait.
Because we are Quinteros.
No one messes with the Quintero family.
(screen zooms)
(Paco laughing and applauding)
Ah, that was some real detective work.
(suspenseful music)
Angel has always
been the puta she's been,
but that one right there
and the others will always be mine.
(Luis speaking in Spanish)
Fuck you want, a cookie?
She played us both.
(Paco speaking in Spanish)
I ain't never wanted no kid.
You still don't have one.
(children chattering) (dog barking)
(vial clacks)
Fuck is this shit?
You die by the means you tried to kill.
(Paco scoffs)
No tango (speaking in Spanish).
I guess you just gonna
have to kill me then.
Been wanna to do do that.
What's it gonna be, Paco?
Sniff or snipe?
(Paco laughing)
(lighter scratching) (birds chirping)
(dog barking)
Sniff or snipe,
what's it going to be?
Sniff or snipe,
what's it gonna be?
Sniff or snipe?
Nah nah nah nah nah
(gun firing) (Paco crashes)
That was for Naledi, and
you will never be my father.
I'm a Quintero forever, puta.
(Maritza spits) (Maritza
speaking in Spanish)
(glass clinks) (chair screeches)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music continues)
(artist singing in a foreign language)
(upbeat music)
(artist singing in a foreign language)
(artist singing in a foreign language)
(group singing in a foreign language)
(upbeat music)
(group singing in a foreign language)
(artist singing in a foreign language)
(artist singing in a foreign language)
(artist singing in a foreign language)
(group singing in a foreign language)
(group singing in a foreign language)
(upbeat music) (artist vocalizing)
(group singing in a foreign language)
(group singing in a foreign language)
(suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music)
(pensive music) (chimes twinkling)
(bright music)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music continues)
(dramatic music continues)
(vehicles whirring)
[Larissa] It wasn't even
me that took that long.
- It was really Mari.
- No, it wasn't.
I don't know who was
it, but I'll tell you what,
we shoulda had sons.
[Angel] Mm.
Because 12 hours to
get ready is ridiculous.
I- I swear the Lord has got it out for me.
[Angel] Hey, I did all the work, so.
(Luis and Angel laughing)
[Larissa] But now we're stopping,
so who's really making
us lay for Mami's party?
[Angel] Right?
[Luis] We know what Mami want, Mami get.
[Angel] Exactly.
Yeah, y'all want any chips or anything?
No.
Well, me and Jamie are coming with you.
Okay, sweetie. Come on, you come with me.
(door clicks) (Luis groans)
All right, kiddos. Come on, let's go.
Go on then, daddy's girl.
Ah. (Chuckling)
(door clicks) (bell dinging)
- Hey, how's everybody going?
- All right.
Lemme know if you need anything.
- Yes, ma'am.
- All right.
Did you see her stick
the middle finger at me?
(Angel chuckles)
I did not see it.
Hey, (speaking indistinctly)
There's the chips right there.
(bags crackling) (feet clacking)
Mom, you look beautiful tonight.
Are you excited?
Thank you, baby.
Yes. I'm so excited.
Mami, did you always wear wigs
like you do now back in the day?
Girl, not back in the day.
You better watch your
mouth. I am not that old.
But your mama has always been the shit.
How you think I bagged
that fine man y'all call Daddy?
[Siblings] Bagged?
Ladies, look, confidence
doesn't care about the color
of your eyes or what you're
wearing or how your hair looks.
Self-confidence is what produces the woman.
Everything else, that's just a bonus.
Yeah, whatever.
Just don't ever lemme
hear you say bagged again.
Please.
(Angel chuckles)
(unsettling music) (ground crackling)
(lock clicks)
Um, you good, Mami?
Yeah, um, just trying to be careful.
And your father needs to hurry up.
[Speaker] Like seriously though.
Empty the motherfucking
register, bitch. Come on!
Yo, go check the back. Go, go!
[Cashier] I'm trying. I'm trying.
Come on, bitch!
- Here.
- $200?
That's it, where's-where's the rest of it?
That's all there is.
That's all there is.
- What the fuck you doing?
- Hey, easy
Put your fucking hands down.
Don't hurt us, man.
Let my baby, go, please.
Where's the safe?
The safe is in the back,
but only the owner knows the code.
Bitch, don't play with me!
I'm serious. I don't know the code.
Damn! Punk-ass bitch.
(gun fires) (cashier whimpers)
I swear sometimes you
really act like you're adopted.
Maybe I am and they haven't told us.
I mean, look at my
complexion compared to y'all's
Girl, (scoffs) wait, it could be.
Ma, you got some secrets you keeping?
Sh, be quiet. Y'all hear that?
(unsettling music)
[Siblings] Hear what?
[Robber] All right, let's
get the fuck outta here, man!
- Fuck that.
- Yo!
(unsettling music)
Come on, nigga. Let's go, man.
(door clicks) (bell dinging)
(feet clacking)
(door thuds) (suspenseful music)
Oh my God, Luis and
the kids. Somebody call 911!
Mom? (Whimpering)
(dramatic music)
(suspenseful music)
(people chattering)
Thank you all for being here.
Today is Naledi's anniversary.
And we sat
and heard a non-guilty verdict
for those two individuals
that took our baby's life.
But I swear I will do
everything in my power
to get justice for our baby.
Thank you, Luis.
Now, everybody, please
stand and join hands for prayer.
(pastor clears throat)
Father God, we come to
You today with heavy hearts,
though a day may seem like an eternity
when a loved one is lost.
So he asks that You heal
and strengthen us as we continue to fight
for justice for Naledi on her behalf.
Oh, (speaking in a foreign language).
Oh, I feel a spirit coming on right now.
Oh, I feel the hooping coming on right now.
Oh, Father God, Jesus, yo.
Hey, I tell the family, ha,
that in this time, ha,
that they're gonna be all right, ha.
I keep telling you, ha
that though she may not
be here right now though, ha,
that we'll see her later though, ha.
'Cause she may be
absent in the presence, ha
and gone in the physical, ha,
but she's up there with you, Lord.
And one day we will see her again, ha.
And in the good word, ha,
of Kendrick Lamar, ha,
everything, ha, is gonna be, ha,
All right
Ha, ooh, Jesus Lord.
And the church say, ha,
y'all supposed to say it with me now, hey.
And the church say, ha.
- Amen.
- Amen.
- Hey, Jesus, ooh.
- Amen.
(applauds) Oh.
(somber music)
(door clicks)
(Angel sobbing)
What's going on, baby?
When will we ever get justice, huh?
Two years from now, 5, 25?
Those bastards got off today.
(people chattering)
You good, sis?
And to make it worse,
it's like you don't remember,
or you don't fucking care.
I don't fucking care?
Do you not fucking remember this shit, huh?
Again, ever since Naledi,
that's all they do is argue.
Enough is enough.
I wear these scars every fucking day.
I wake up and go to sleep
with the vision of our
daughter dying right next to me.
Don't you ever fucking say
that outta your mouth again.
Parents, we have guests,
can you guys please not do this right now?
Mija, we're fine. Close the door.
(door thuds)
(people chattering)
She blames Papi for Ledi's death.
No, it's-I think it's just
still her way of mourning.
Then she needs to go
see a fucking therapist.
I know that Santeria is
a-a big part of your culture,
but you've been praying to
them fucking saints for years
and they ain't done shit!
(speaking in Spanish)
Shut your fucking mouth.
Just because it's not going your way,
doesn't mean it's not working.
I tell you what, well, either
you or them do something,
because if you don't, I will!
(door clicks)
(people chattering)
I'll go check on her.
(people chattering)
Papi, you okay?
You want a drink?
(speaking in Spanish) Just, yeah.
Please, just been getting these headaches.
You know, baby, no one
really knows how one feels
and reacts, you know, when we're grieving.
Yeah, but that doesn't give her
an excuse to be mean to you, Papi.
(speaking in Spanish) baby, look,
she's dealing with a lot too.
If you say so.
You know, Naledi said you always been
that firecracker, hey?
I get it from you, Papi.
Hey baby. That's why you're
gonna do great in law school.
Oh, baby, why you look at me like that?
Hey, we're gonna be fine
and you're gonna be fine too.
Okay, but, Papi, what about Maritza?
Why you worried about
Mari, my little wildflower?
Come on, you know she's
living her best life right now.
She gonna be all right.
Exactly. This is Mari we talking about.
That's true sweetheart, but, look,
I'll worry about your sister
and you focus on being
the best damn prosecutor
Houston has ever seen.
(people chattering)
I hope when y'all do this next year,
y'all don't do it with that pastor,
'cause one more ha, and I'd been hot.
(Angel laughing)
Oh my God. You are such a mess.
I needed that, man. Oh my God.
I bet you did.
Oh, Mari, lighten up.
You don't really need that drink either.
Do you think Mami's proud of me?
Of course, baby. Of
course she's proud of you.
I mean, you're following in her footsteps.
Why would you say that?
I don't know. It's just a feeling.
You know, sweetheart, as parents,
we always want our kids
to succeed better than us.
And you're achieving
that. We're proud of you.
Now the only thing would be if you
and your sister could speak Spanish instead
of understanding, then we'll be all good.
Papi, okay, okay. Okay.
(Luis and Larissa chuckling)
- Love you, baby.
- I love you too, Papi.
(people chattering)
She used to be a good girl
But now she done changed
Oh now she feelin' herself
Oh yeah she stuck in her ways
But who was there when you needed
Hello?
Hey, congratulations, bitch.
I just saw you on the news.
Ain't this like your fifth
guilty verdict this year?
(chuckles) It's like my
eighth. But who's counting?
Well, excuse me then, Ms. Big prosecutor,
just set me straight.
I know those attorneys
hate to see you coming.
And do. (Chuckles)
(chuckles) So when are we celebrating?
Uh, you tell me?
You the one that's busting 12-hour shifts,
miss charge nurse.
Ah, right, right. Girl,
you see me. (Chuckles)
I been seeing you.
Look, it's only been two years
since you've been outta nursing school
and you already in charge.
That's big shit.
Uh, tough, 'cause who sister am I?
I mean, I know I always ran the 440
and you always did the 100-yard dash,
but we always been on the same track, girl.
(chuckles) Damn right we have.
(sighs) All right girl,
enough of all this mushy shit.
I'll hit you later.
All right, boo.
(sighs) Oh man.
I will never leave the past behind
(dramatic music)
(tense music)
(tense music continues)
(ambient music)
Baby we gonna do it till we get it right
Your body on my menu, that's my appetite
I'ma listen what you gotta say
I just wanna slide up in dat lane
Baby we gonna do it till we get it right
Your body on my menu, that's my appetite
I'ma listen what you gotta say
I'm just try in to slide up in dat lane
Uh, I just wanna slide up in dat lane
Uh, I just wanna beat up
Touring through the
city with the roof down
You can even smell it when we blaze
Looking at the stars and she amaze
She amaze Tryin' to
She ain't even phased Even phased
I got it, it won't be easy
Look, that's just the
way that she was raised
She been raised
Inside you Inside you
Ain't got no time
if you ain't got dollars
I'ma listen what you gotta say
Night is young, baby,
let me know the play
Baby, we gonna do it till we get it right
Your body on my menu, that's my appetite
I'ma listen what you gotta say
I just wanna - Another please.
Baby we gonna do it till we get it right
Your body on my menu, that's my appetite
Hey, Nadia, put it on my tab.
I'm just tryin' to slide up in that lane
Thank you. You didn't have to do that.
I wanted to.
Name is Kingston.
(lips smacking) And you?
Faretti.
Faretti, as in
wild and untamed?
(Larissa giggles)
Amongst other definitions, but yes.
Mm, well, I like wild and untamed.
I bet you do.
(Larissa chuckles)
I ain't gonna lie though.
I noticed you've been
coming here alone for weeks.
Why is that?
- So are you stalking me?
- I...
I wouldn't call it stalking,
but when a pretty girl like you
with eyes like that shows
up in a place like this,
one might wonder why.
Well, maybe for some of
the same reasons someone
like you would.
Hmm, maybe but
the difference here is I'm the manager.
(chuckles) Okay, Mr. Manager.
(Larissa giggles)
So tell me, are you looking
for a man, just having fun,
bored, or all the above?
Hmm, all the above.
As the saying goes,
I'm here for a good time
and not a long time, right?
Mm, well, since the world
is going to shit anyway,
why don't you let me show you a good time,
better than I can tell it?
I like the sound of that.
(Larissa and Kingston moaning and groaning)
Right there.
That's it, don't stop.
Ah, ah, ah, ah.
Damn, girl, is that what you
do to every nigga you meet?
(Kingston and Larissa groaning)
I don't meet niggas.
I hunt the men that I want.
Sassy, I like that shit.
I bet you do.
So is this the start of something
or one and done?
Mm, it's definitely the
start of something. (Chuckles)
Oh, I promise you the next time we meet,
it won't be like this.
I know it won't.
Ah, oh, what the fuck, bitch? Ah!
(Kingston whimpering) (unsettling music)
Ah, ah, ah, paralytic.
You only have a few moments before you,
you know. (Mimics cracking)
So let's cut right to the
chase, remember her?
Probably not.
10 years ago, you and your
boys ran into a liquor store
and opened fire on the innocent.
(Kingston whimpering)
Sh, you're too loud, baby.
Now you got away with it
and be living your best life.
But what I wanna know
is, who was the driver?
(Kingston gargling) (unsettling music)
Fuck, I guess I shoulda asked
you that before I stuck you?
Oh, well, too late.
(Kingston gasping)
Yeah.
Don't worry, hell won't be too lonely.
Company is coming for you, puta.
(lips smacking) (unsettling music)
(Larissa groans)
(ominous music)
(door clicks) (crickets croaking)
(feet clacking)
(door thuds)
(items rustling)
(feet clacking)
(unsettling music)
(vehicles whirring) (horns honk)
(people chattering) (dog barking)
[Character] What
happened to the other five that
was supposed to be here?
[Character] You were late.
[Character] I was late?
That's some bullshit.
- Made your lunch, baby.
Ah, thank you, baby.
(lips smacking)
Ah, so how'd you sleep?
(sighs) Baby, that
medicine the doctor gave me
be having me comatose.
I gotta call them and let them
know that shit ain't normal.
Oh yeah, 'cause if somebody rob us,
you gonna be the first to go.
(chuckles) No shit.
(Larissa chuckles)
Anyway, so, baby,
we've been at this for
about six months now.
Don't you think it's about time for us
to schedule a little meet
and greet for our families?
Don't start that. Okay?
I told you after the last
time everything went to shit,
you and I, baby steps.
(chuckles) And I respect that,
but I'm not your last dude.
My family's pretty cool.
If you ask me, I think
you hiding something.
Boy, please. Hiding what?
Like what are you even talking about?
Well, for starters, you're Latina,
and you don't speak a lick of Spanish.
That's suspect all by
itself, don't you think?
All right, calm down, okay?
'Cause first of all, I'm half Latina.
Secondly, a lot of Latinas
don't speak the language.
Yeah, whatever, I might wanna marry
your half Latina havin'-ass
one day, but until then,
I would love to know
what I'm marrying into first.
Mm-hmm, yeah. Okay.
I'm sure you do.
What type of cases you have today?
Hmm, armed robbery, stolen cars,
and sadly more DV.
Oh my gosh, when is the
domestic violence gonna end?
You know what? Everybody
needs to go to fucking therapy.
And what about you?
How many lame baby daddy cases you got?
A few, and I'm sure they're
gonna use every excuse
on why they don't need
to pay child support.
(TV beeps) (dramatic music)
The prominent club owner, Dante Johnson,
known to many as Kingston
was found behind this club,
17 on FM 1960.
There are no further developments
at this time. Back to you.
(TV croaks)
Damn, that's fucked up.
What, you knew him?
Yeah, everybody does. I
mean, he a pretty cool dude.
I mean, he showed love to
everybody down at the club.
Dang, baby. I'm sorry.
What do you, um-what do
you think could a happened?
(scoffs) Shit, ain't no telling, baby.
He was into a lot of shit.
Yeah, well, baby, I gotta go.
I'm about to have one of those days
because of this shit.
Okay. Have a good day.
All right, (lips smacking)
I'll talk to you later.
(feet clacking)
(suspenseful music)
(chair clacking)
(suspenseful music continues)
(mouse clicking)
(hands rustling) (chair creaking)
(printer whining and clicking)
(paper rustling) (suspenseful music)
Got your ass now.
(paper crackling)
(bag slaps) (suspenseful music continues)
(vehicle whirring)
Man, I don't know why
you got me up in here.
We know little dude ain't mine.
You come in here with this polyester shirt
and you talking...
Nah, ain't nobody
got time for all this, girl.
Lets go, (indistinct) out here.
We gonna see.
- Say what?
- Listen.
Calm down.
I have the test results but I urge you both
to remain calm after I read them.
This is not a zoo.
I ain't the one doing none of this
Are we clear?
- Ah.
- Yes, Ma'am.
We good, all right? We good.
Thank you.
(folder crackling)
And the results read,
in the case of Prince Thomas Carter,
Thomas Maurice Carter is 99.9%
not the father.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, what, what, what, what?
What, what, what? (Chuckles)
Wait, hold on. Lemme see this.
Nah, nah, nah, nah, hold on.
Nine, nine nine, taking
over for the nine nine
Hoo-hoo, baby, I knew it.
That's beauti-that is so beautiful.
I knew it. I knew it.
- No, this is not right.
You the only person I've been with.
Now how is this negative?
No, I want a retest.
Bitch, what? (Scoffs)
This ain't Dollar General.
(chuckles) We are dealing
with the government, baby.
They don't make no mistakes, is I'm right?
He's correct.
(scoffs) Aw, if there be nothing else,
can I leave, please?
We're adjourned. You can go.
Thank you. (Chuckles)
Since we have clearly
proven that I ain't the daddy,
'cause that pullout game
Ah ah ah ah
Too strong, ah, you know,
I hope you find the baby daddy,
'cause it sure ain't me. (Chuckles)
(door thuds) (people chattering)
Listen, I don't know if that
was a blessing or a curse,
but if you wanna get him
retested, I can do that for you.
I would just need a list of his addresses
and hangout spots so I can have him served.
(vehicles whirring)
(crickets croaking)
Hola, Mami, mm, you got it smelling good.
What you got... Ow.
Beat it.
Dang. Okay.
How's he doing today?
Good, but you know it
can change in any minute.
Yeah, well, I'ma go in there
and sit with him until dinner's ready
since you don't want me in here with you.
That's right. Well, hello.
(keys rattling) (people
speaking indistinctly)
(keys rattling)
(speaking in Spanish) Papi.
(Luis speaking in Spanish)
(character speaking in Spanish)
Still watching "Teresa" again, huh?
You know, mija,
strength is in the woman's eye.
But anytime she shows that strength,
she shows power.
But first she must
be well-planned and
deliberate, remember that.
I know, Papi. You taught me well.
(Larissa chuckles)
So how is everything going?
(character speaking in Spanish)
As it should.
(speaking in Spanish) Good job, baby.
(dramatic music)
(crickets croaking)
So, ladies, I was thinking that in honor
of Naledi's year, we could... No.
(scoffs) You didn't even
let me get it all the way out.
Mami, we've done something every year
and nothing has changed.
That's exactly why I
wanna start this foundation,
for victims of gun violence like Naledi.
And with what money exactly?
You ran through the savings, his 401k,
and Naledi's settlement.
I can borrow against
our insurance policies.
Absolutely not.
It's our insurance policies, Larissa.
Yes, that me and Mari
pay for, so the answer is no.
Look, I'm only letting you
guys know as a courtesy.
I can and I will do this
with or without y'all.
Yeah, you've been
doing a lot ever since Pap
(hand slaps)
Hey, look, y'all calm down.
Don't you ever in your
fucking life disrespect me
like that again, especially
in front your father.
Baby, no, no.
I am sorry, Mami.
But I just think that we
should finally let Naledi rest.
Naledi won't rest until
those who are responsible
are either dead or in jail.
(chair clattering) (cutlery clinking)
(feet clacking) (suspenseful music)
(sighs) Oh, she actually wants
to take the money from their life insurance
that me and Mari pay for.
And you know she actually slapped me?
So what's the real reason, baby,
that she can't start a foundation?
(Larissa sighs)
She's careless with money.
She doesn't know anything
about running a business,
let alone a foundation.
That's the reason.
Okay, baby. So help her.
She gotta start somewhere.
She needs a team. And what
better person to do it than you?
(Larissa groans)
I dunno. I just don't have
a good feeling about it.
Mm, well, (lips smacking)
Give her (lips smacking)
the benefit of the doubt.
Maybe she'll surprise you.
I know, but
No but, I'm not
interested in that at all.
Just the butt you're about to give me.
- Mm. (Chuckles)
- Mm.
(lips smacking)
(dramatic music)
Lord Jesus, you are the highest,
and there is no spiritual power above You.
I hide in You, Lord.
You are my shelter.
Thank you for the saints
that you have assigned
to me, in Jesus' name, amen.
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music continues)
(door clicks and squeaks)
(suspenseful music)
(paper rustles and crackles)
(suspenseful music) (folder crackles)
(door creaks)
(tense music)
(feet clacking)
(tense music) (crickets croaking)
(money crackling)
(door knocking)
Yo, who the fuck is that?
Fuck, man.
(gun caulking)
(door clicks and creaks) (Thomas murmurs)
I wouldn't do that if I was you.
(suspenseful music) (door thuds)
Yeah, surprised to see me again.
(gun thuds) (Thomas crashes)
(unsettling music)
Wake up.
Wake your ass up, Thomas.
What?
Now I know you're probably wondering,
who is she?
What does she want?
Why me, blah blah blah, blah, blah.
But what I wanna know,
and the only W that's important is when?
When will my family get justice?
When will my sister rest?
When, when, when?
Bitch, what the fuck are you doing here?
What do you even want?
(hand slaps) (Thomas groans)
Watch how you fucking talking to me?
[Thomas] Hmm.
Now who was
with you 10 years ago with Kingston?
10 years ago?
Bitch, what the is you even talking about?
(unsettling music) (gun pops)
(Thomas whimpers)
Fuck! (Grunting)
Call me another one and
I'll shoot you in the other leg.
Now who was the driver?
Hmm, I don't know.
Lie again.
I don't
(gun pops) (Thomas whimpers)
Fuck, fuck you! (Grunting)
Baby, we can do this all night.
Liquor store 10 years ago, who and why?
(tense music)
(Thomas grunts)
(gun clicks)
Aight, aight, aight, wait,
wait, wait a fucking minute.
It was Paco, aight?
I ain't even know them
niggas from... (sobs)
I didn't even know them
niggas from that night, man.
(tense music)
So what, this some TikTok challenge?
Random niggas get together,
rob and kill innocent people for fun?
(Larissa sighs)
That's fucking rich.
That's how Paco operates, man.
He hires us to do a job,
no questions asked, man,
What the fuck are
you talking about a job?
So the liquor store
was a job, hired by who?
I don't know.
Paco gave us the bread
and told us where to be and when.
Okay, so how can I find this Paco?
What does he look like?
Black, Spanish, in his 40s.
Man, I don't fucking know.
I don't be looking at that nigga like that.
I just know he operates
outta St. Boulevard.
(tense music)
If I find out that you
lying about this shit...
I promise and I swear
that is all I fuckin' know.
(tense music)
(paper crackling)
Oh yeah, Prince Thomas Carter is yours.
(suspenseful music)
(birds chirping) (suspenseful music)
(door clicks)
(door thuds)
Were you able to do it?
(suspenseful music)
This is the real one?
This is the fake one.
(paper crackling) (suspenseful music)
Are you sure this is going to work?
As sure as my name is Maritza,
but you can't get caught
or else we'll both go down.
Okay.
(Maritza speaking in
Spanish) (lips smacking)
(door clicks)
(door thuds) (suspenseful music)
(vehicle whirring)
(screen zooms) (gun caulks)
Better to have a dead
beat father dead than alive.
(gun pops) (unsettling music)
(Larissa speaking in
Spanish) (feet clacking)
(unsettling music)
Good evening, Rosalyn
Winters reporting live
from Deerbrook Forest Apartments
where a homicide investigation is underway.
Joining me now is Detective Wilson
from the Houston Police Department.
Detective, what can you tell us so far?
As of now, we have limited information.
However, I urge anyone
who may have witnessed
or heard anything to please come forward
and contact the Houston Police Department.
I have no further at present time.
And there you have it.
We will continue to cover the story
and provide any updates
as we receive information.
Back to you in the newsroom.
(door clicks and creaks)
(dispatch speak indistinctly)
Mm, what's this page, what we got here?
No ID, but we got this.
Hmm, Thomas Carter, huh?
Looks like some baby mama
drama or perhaps a wife.
Your guess as good as mine.
Okay, well, let's get some prints.
See if this belongs to him.
And make sure you notify the next of kin.
(Detective Wilson sighs)
You got it, boss.
(dispatch speaking indistinctly)
Hey, can you document
this and get prints on it?
(dispatch speaking indistinctly)
(tense music)
(tense music)
(tense music continues)
(chain rattles) (suspenseful music)
(priest speaking in Spanish)
Before you go, you need
to give this to your father
to protect him because he's in harm's way.
(speaking in a foreign language) Papa.
May the oasis bless you and your family.
(ominous music) (vehicles whirring)
(crickets croaking) (suspenseful music)
(door clicks)
(door thuds)
(keys rattling) (feet clacking)
Papi, I went to see the priest today.
He said that there's danger around you.
He gave me this for your protection.
Thank you, mija.
(Luis speaking in Spanish)
(suspenseful music)
(lips smacking)
- Amen.
- Amen.
(feet clacking)
I can't believe you still believe
in this devil's work, Larissa.
Mami, don't start.
I-I don't understand what you
and your father see in this.
You don't understand it
because you haven't tried.
Papi respects, respects your beliefs.
You need to show him the same respect.
You getting beside
yourself a, little girl.
You better fix it.
You better be careful.
The same God that we
worship will make you suffer
when you miss what's being blessed.
I gotta go, Papi.
(lips smacking) (Larissa
speaking in Spanish)
(Luis speaking
indistinctly) (keys rattling)
(unsettling music) (feet clacking)
(door clicks)
Li'I bitch, this shit don't work.
It never has, damn devil bullshit.
I rebuke it.
(unsettling music) (beads clacking)
Oh my-oh my god. (Panting)
(speaking in Spanish)
The devil's presence.
(vehicles whirring)
(sirens wailing)
(door clicks) (phone ringing)
(people chattering)
Wilson, your ass ain't
never in your office, man.
I can never find you
'Cause I'm trying to hide
from your ass. What's up?
Anyway, finally got
a hit on those prints.
Thomas Carter, 34, East Side dude,
lengthy rap sheep.
(people chattering) (phone ringing)
What's up, Wils? What you thinking?
(people chattering)
Take a look at this.
Thomas Carter and Dante Johnson
were both arrested 10 years ago for murder
and attempted murder
and now they're both dead
days apart from each other?
Look at these dates and see what hits.
(mouse clicks)
Hmm, Naledi Quintero
and Quanda Wilson were
killed in a store robbery.
It looks like Naledi's father
was also shot but survived.
(scoffs) And these two got away with it
for lack of evidence.
Or maybe somebody's cleaning up house.
Yeah, but after 10 years?
It's gotta be something else.
(sighs) Yes, Vince.
So tonight I'ma need you to get some rest
'cause tomorrow we're day walkers.
I'm already annoyed.
(people chattering) (phone ringing)
(door clicks)
Please excuse the mess. I just moved in.
No, it's fine.
And we hate to ask, but
where were you last night?
Here with my baby and mother.
She's at work right now,
but I could give you her number.
Yes, that'll work.
Did you and Thomas get along?
We were good when we
were chilling and having sex.
And then when I told him I was pregnant,
he started trippin',
saying the baby wasn't his.
Hmm.
So did you get a paternity test?
Yes, but it came back negative,
which was weird because he
was the only person I've been with.
And where was this test conducted?
The courthouse.
Mm.
So did you have him retested?
I didn't get a chance to,
but I guess that doesn't matter now, huh?
Did Thomas have any other
girlfriends that you know of
or a wife perhaps?
Honestly, I don't.
When he was with me, he was with me.
And whatever he did outside
of those doors, I didn't care to know.
Hmm.
What about enemies?
Did he talk to you about his street ties?
Enemies, I don't know.
I mean, he kept his
street biz away from me.
Excuse me. I have to go check on my baby.
Of course.
Negative results.
Hmm, yeah, we need
to get down to that court.
I guess so.
Uh, here's-here's my mother number.
I have to go check on my baby.
Oh, no problem.
I understand, um, I wanna
say that we're really sorry
for your loss and if you have any questions
or you hear anything,
please do not hesitate
to contact us no matter
how big or small, okay?
I hope y'all find who did this.
We're doing the best we can.
Now you take care of
that beautiful baby of yours.
(vehicles whirring)
(horns honking) (people chattering)
Thank you.
(phone clacking)
Well, good afternoon. How can I help you?
Hello, I'm Detective Wilson.
This is Detective Spence.
We need to see your sign-in log.
Sure.
Thank you.
You know I have a stellar memory.
Is there a particular name
that I can help you find?
Does the name Thomas Carter ring a bell?
Do it? Of course.
That arrogant smug some of a bitch,
he pranced his ghetto-ass all around here.
Cappin', making all kinds of noise
when he found out he wasn't the father.
But I remember him.
I remember him.
Who had the report?
(paper crackling) (people chattering)
Let's see, someone by
the name of Prefani, Fasani?
- Persephone?
- Something like that.
May I?
(people chattering)
Do you know where
we could find this person?
She's not a regular employee here.
So how she have access to the records?
Well, basically, long
as it's minor hearings,
anyone with a court clearance
can book those rooms.
Do you remember what she looked like?
I'm sorry, but I-I don't.
I see so many people
until I just can't keep up.
But Mr. Sempleton's, he was screaming,
and cutting up all around here,
bragging about how a light-eyed bitch
had just freed him, ghetto.
Thank you ma'am for your time.
Sure thing. You all have a nice day.
(people chattering)
Fuck!
What's wrong, partner. You good?
It's the 20th fucking century.
You would think by now that they have
a better clearance system than they do.
Anyone could a accessed that report
with that fake-ass name.
Fake? What makes you think that?
Look, you got two murder
suspects, dead days apart,
and the person who accessed
is the files named Persephone?
Okay, you know what?
You the college scholar,
so school me 'cause
I'm not getting this shit.
Look, Greek mythology,
Persephone is a Greek goddess
who name means to bring destruction.
Oh, oh shit.
Yes, exactly.
Per two, three.
- Exactly.
- Yeah.
Yes, Spence, I think
our murderer is a female.
(people chattering)
You need to talk to Fatima. Let's go.
(feet clacking) (people chattering)
(vehicles whirring) (sirens wailing)
(birds chirping) (dogs barking)
(vehicle whirring)
(suspenseful music)
[Character] So how are you, Mom?
[Character] I'm fine.
When did you get released?
[Character] Oh, cut the crap.
(birds chirping) (feet clacking)
(door knocking)
No one needed to, Mom!
(feet clacking)
Had you come and visit me, you would
Who is it?
Houston Police Department.
(feet clacking)
(door clicks and creaks)
Yes?
Hello, ma'am. I'm Detective Wilson.
This is Detective Spence.
How can I help you?
Do you have a moment?
We'd like to talk to you about Naledi.
(birds chirping)
Naledi? Um, of course.
Yes, yes. Please come in.
Thank you.
(door creaks) (feet clacking)
(door thuds) (feet clacking)
(sighs) Look, it's been
years since anybody's
come here about Ledi.
Yes, we know.
But recently the two men that were accused
of her murder have been killed.
What does that have to do with Ledi?
You don't sound concerned.
(chuckles) Why would I be, huh?
I mean, everybody knows that the two people
who killed her got off scot-free.
And look at my husband.
Look at him.
Stage three dementia
and he's getting worse as the days go by.
Our lives haven't been
the same since Ledi left us,
so to hell wit' all of them.
Ma'am, look, we
understand your frustration.
We do, but we have to do our jobs too.
Oh, you have a job to do now, huh?
Like your colleagues was
supposed to do for my Ledi?
Look, I know it may seem a bit unfair.
Unfair, save it.
What's unfair is fighting for justice
and not getting any results.
And on top of that, y'all
two come in my house
with the audacity to
have some kind of support
and sympathy for the murderers?
Look, we apologize... (whines) Sh.
Just know that the next time
that y'all come up in my house,
y'all better have a fucking
conviction in y'all hands.
Now get the fuck up outta my house.
(feet clacking)
(Angel speaking in a foreign language)
(feet clacking) (suspenseful music)
(door clicks and creaks) (birds chirping)
Look, ma'am, we meant no disrespect.
We're simply just trying to eliminate
Potential suspects. I know
how this works, detective.
I've worked the court
system for over 25 years
and my daughter is a prosecutor.
A damn good one.
But you're wrong.
If we wanted revenge, we
would've gotten it years ago.
You'd be surprised what
people do or what they harbor for
when justice hasn't been swift.
I don't care nothing about your theories.
Until y'all can get justice for my baby,
don't bring y'all ass back here.
It looks like someone's
already seen to that.
You have a nice day, ma'am.
(suspenseful music) (feet clacking)
(unsettling music) (birds chirping)
(keys rattling) (suspenseful music)
(door thuds) (feet clacking)
(suspenseful music continues)
(door clicks and creaks)
(door clicks)
Hey, what was that all about?
Was that about Naledi?
Nothin', they're more
worried about the assholes
who killed her.
(Angel sighs)
Okay. Wait, wait.
Why would they come here?
I don't know.
Ask your sister. Maybe she heard something.
Ma, where you going?
Look after your father.
I- I gotta run an errand.
(feet clacking) (suspenseful music)
Hey, sis, the detectives came by,
but mom's acting really weird.
Are you around?
(suspenseful music)
Okay, well, just check her out, sis.
I don't know. Something's up.
She's getting ready to leave.
(suspenseful music)
It's almost over, mija.
I know, Papi, I know.
(suspenseful music)
(liquid sloshing) (glass taps)
(Paco speaking in
Spanish) (unsettling music)
So two of my guys
gone, and you don't
got nothing to do with it?
What sense would that make?
You and I are in this together.
Mm. (Speaking in Spanish)
But what about Luis?
(chuckles) What about
him? He has dementia.
He barely even remembers
his own name some fuckin' times.
You sure about that?
I am $3.5 million sure about it.
Hmm, what I
don't understand is
why this shit wasn't done when I was down?
What do you mean?
I was under suspicion
from the insurance company
and the police after
your goons killed my baby
and let Luis live.
And you know that.
Let's be very clear.
You set the time and place.
You should've kept her away.
Witnesses don't breathe
and Luis got lucky.
(Paco speaking in Spanish)
Look, we both have a stake in this,
especially with Lari.
So now what?
Hmm.
You just keep playing your part
and I'ma take care of the
rest. (Speaking in Spanish)
(lips smacking) (Paco speaking in Spanish)
(unsettling music) (birds chirping)
(vehicle whirring)
(engine rumbling)
(window clicks and
scratches) (suspenseful music)
Kidding me?
(suspenseful music) (birds chirping)
(window screeching)
(engine roaring)
(crickets croaking) (cutlery clinking)
(door clicks and squeaks)
(feet clacking) (Larissa
speaking in Spanish)
[Maritza] Hey, sis.
Everything good?
As well as can be expected.
(glass clinking)
Mami?
You not gonna eat?
I lost my appetite earlier today.
Just wanted to come check on y'all.
Especially after the police stopped by.
Yeah, (puffs) I don't know
why they came over here
with those suspicions anyway.
I'm sure they had their reasons.
Why are you looking at me like that?
What reasons would they have?
It's not like they're
gonna find anything here.
Right.
(phone vibrating)
Oh, I gotta take that.
I'll be right back, y'all.
(feet clacking)
Hey, you're not supposed
to be calling me so late.
I'ma go use the restroom.
(chair scratches) (feet clacking)
Okay, tomorrow at the club.
Okay, I'll see you at Club 1708:00 PM.
I'll be there. Bye.
(door clicks) (unsettling music)
Lari, what are you doing?
I came to check on you. You good?
I'm fine.
Who was that on the phone?
Nobody. Um, it was the foundation.
They were just, you
know, giving me an update.
Right.
Right, excuse me.
(unsettling music) (feet clacking)
(fist slaps)
(chair screeching)
All right y'all,
I gotta go.
I have a long day tomorrow.
(speaking in Spanish) Papi.
May God his saints cover and protect you.
And, Mami, you should get some rest.
You look like you need it.
Good night.
(keys rattling)
Okay, sis, I'll walk you out.
(unsettling music) (feet clacking)
(door clicks)
(crickets croaking)
You know something, don't you?
Not yet, but when I do,
you'll be the first to know.
And what about the cops?
They just fishin'.
Sis, look, you know
I'm 10 toes down with you
and I'm down for whatever,
but don't have my ass walking to no fire
if you not gonna be there to put it out.
Don't you trust me?
(smacks teeth) You know I do.
What kind of question is that?
All right then.
So you know I'm not gonna
let nothing happen to us.
I just need you to be
ready when I call you.
(suspenseful music)
[Maritza] Look, this
is from the detectives.
Keep an eye on her.
If she make any sudden
moves, you let me know.
Hell, yeah, all right, sis. Okay, sis.
(lips smacking) (feet clacking)
(door clicks)
(door thuds) (unsettling music)
(engine whining and roaring)
(ground crackling)
(vehicles whirring) (sirens wailing)
(people chattering)
Hey, partner.
- What's up?
- Just got off the phone
with Fatima, she said that
per Persephone asked for a list
of Thomas's whereabouts under the guise
of getting him retested.
Contacted Security to see if
they had any footage of her.
Camera system was down
and being worked on at the time.
Of course they were.
The stars were fuckin' aligned
for Miss Persephone, weren't they?
Anything on Angel's prosecutor daughter?
I'm still looking into that.
And you know going back
to Quintero's residence,
that is not happening, man.
She is done with our asses.
Yeah, no shit.
Well, all right,
let's keep digging, see
what we can come up with.
All right, I gotcha. I'll
let you know what I find.
All right.
(people chattering)
(tense music)
(tense music continues)
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(tense music)
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(tense music continues)
(upbeat music)
(people chattering)
(upbeat music continues)
[Angel] Hey, love.
Ola (speaking in Spanish).
Mm, so what's all this?
What it's always been about, the money.
(sighs) Babe, I already told you,
it's gonna be harder now
than ever to get that money.
I think we could change that.
Is that right? Enlighten me.
You remember Million, right?
How can I forget?
Had he and his boys
did their job years ago,
we'd all be rich by now.
Hey, Paco, get your girl, man.
Angel, (speaking in Spanish).
Cool out on Million.
He did what he was paid to
do. That was drive, that's it.
Thank you.
Does it matter?
It doesn't, because Naledi is still dead
and we are all still broke.
Hey! (Speaking in Spanish)
That's enough of this bullshit bickering.
What's done is done. We
can't take this shit back.
Now that we got that understood,
Million is a reformed man now.
He's a lawyer
and since you can't get a
hold of the policy, he can,
making you Luis's sole beneficiary
Babe, but unless Luis is dead
and gone without any suspicion,
that's not gonna hold any weight.
Have faith, beautiful.
I've taken care of that.
How? 'Cause I'm not doing anything.
Well, unlike the first time
where you set it up and we did the work,
this time we're setting it up,
and you gonna do the work.
What is it that you want me to do?
Hmm? Thought you'd never asked.
Take this and put it in
his food or drink. That's it.
Wh-what is this?
It causes cardiac arrest.
Best to give to him at bedtime.
(Paco chuckling)
Well, now that we got that settled,
you let me know as soon as it's done.
We'll take care of the rest.
Will do, gimme a couple of days,
and I'll let you know when to do it.
(people chattering) (upbeat music)
And you, mimosa,
don't be like that, all right?
It's all gonna work out.
I hope so, we've been
doing this too damn long
and we still need to tell
Larissa at some point.
And we will.
(Paco speaking in Spanish)
First the money.
Yeah.
(lips smacking) (people chattering)
Ah. (Speaking in Spanish)
(lips smacking) (upbeat music)
(Paco sighs) (customer laughing)
When this is all over,
y'all know what to do.
(upbeat music) (people chattering)
(door clicks)
[Larissa] Mari, you at home?
Yeah, I just go home.
[Larissa] Make sure
I'm not on speaker phone.
Why? What's happening?
[Larissa] I need you to listen to me.
Why? You're scaring me.
[Larissa] I can't explain right now.
But do not let Papi eat or
drink shit Mama give him.
Do you understand me?
All right. What the fuck is happening?
[Larissa] Just listen to me.
Do you have an empty vial?
(Maritza stammers)
Yeah. Why?
[Larissa] I need you to grab one,
take one of Papi's
sleeping pills, crush it up,
and put it in there.
Lari, what the fuck?
[Larissa] Just fucking do it.
I gotta make a quick stop
and then I'm on my way.
Okay.
(feet clacking)
(zip rattling) (bag thuds)
(feet clacking)
Have you eaten today?
Si, mija.
Good, and don't take
anything from anybody
unless it's me or Lari, okay?
Okay, mija.
(door clicking)
[Angel] Hello, I'm home.
(Maritza and Luis speaking in Spanish)
(unsettling music)
(feet clacking)
(vehicles whirring)
(crickets croaking) (ground crackling)
(vehicles humming)
(unsettling music)
(door clicks)
(door thuds) (ground crackling)
(door clicks and squeaks) (dog barking)
Where's Mami?
She's in her room.
(unsettling music)
(speaking in Spanish) Papi.
Si, mija.
(unsettling music) (keys rattling)
Lari, what the is happening?
Do you have the vial?
Okay, look, I'm gonna go in there
and talk to her.
In three minutes, I
need you to call her out
for a distraction.
Make her come out the room.
- Lari?
- Just fucking do it.
Please listen to me.
(unsettling music) (bag crackling)
(vial clacking) (door thudding)
Coming.
(items rattling)
(feet clacking)
(door clicks)
What you doing, Ma? You good?
Why's the door locked?
Um, I didn't know it was
locked, baby. I'm sorry.
(unsettling music)
What are you doing here so late?
I had a few cases in town
so I'ma just stay the night.
All right, I mean, you
know where your room is.
Right, so, Ma,
is it okay if I invite my boyfriend
over for dinner tomorrow night?
(speaking in a foreign language)
You got a boyfriend? (Chuckling)
We've been dating for a while now,
but you know I needed to get to know him,
make sure he was good
before I brought him over.
Aw, wait, you've been dating for a while?
What you mean, like
y'all-y'all living together?
No, Mami, it's only been six months.
I'm taking things slow
and he has his own place.
That's good to hear,
because you know what?
If he is anything like that other one,
I don't wanna meet him.
He's definitely not.
So seven o'clock good tomorrow?
Mm, I think I can make that work.
(plastic bag crackling)
This for you.
What is that?
A new wig for your collection.
I thought you can wear it
for dinner tomorrow night.
Aw shit, my baby got me a new wig?
Thank you, mija.
You know what?
I'ma wear it tomorrow night just for you.
Aw, thanks, Mami.
Have you ever thought
about getting into wigs too,
'cause you know what?
You could really be like a
new person every single day.
No, I think I'll leave
the theatrics to you.
You're better suited for it.
Ma, come here. I need your help, hurry!
What's going on? I'll be right back, ooh.
(door clicking)
(unsettling music)
(items clacking and rustling)
Ugh, (speaking in Spanish).
(suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music) (door clicks)
(door clatters) (crickets croaking)
(suspenseful music continues)
(crickets croaking) (fist slapping)
I wanna go in there and
beat that bitch's ass right now.
Trust me, I do too,
but this cannot come back on me or you.
Besides, I still don't
know what she's hiding.
(Maritza sniffs)
(suspenseful music)
So what now?
Okay, listen...
(suspenseful music)
Let's get to work.
(group chattering) (suspenseful music)
What you think about this?
Yeah, I like her for this.
I mean, the timing definitely lines up,
and she knows the court system really well.
Mm, yeah, you're right.
Well, I got another case to
handle so you need to get down
to the judge and get those warrants.
I got you.
(door clicks) (people chattering)
(paper crackling) (vehicles whirring)
(crickets croaking)
(dog barking)
You good, sis?
Yep.
(door knocking)
(feet clacking)
(door clicks and squeaks)
Hey, babe.
- Hey, babe.
- Hey.
(lips smacking)
These are for you.
Aw, thank you.
You're welcome.
(feet clacking)
This is my sister, Mari.
It's nice to finally meet
you. These are for you.
(plastic crackling)
Nice to meet you too. And thank you.
Now you can sit right here.
My parents should be down soon.
And don't mind me, I
usually sit at the bar.
(Lomax chuckles) (chair scratches)
I mean, you would think
my parents would hurry
so we can eat soon.
Ooh, hush girl. We coming.
(suspenseful music)
Mari, get Papi.
(speaking in Spanish) Papi.
Um, Lo, this is my mother angel.
Hello, Angel. How you doing?
These are for you.
Nice to meet you as well.
Mami, wanna put these in the kitchen?
[Angel] Sure.
(suspenseful music)
Lo, you good? You look
like you've seen a ghost.
Nah, nah, I'm good. I'm good.
And this is my father, Luis.
Eh.
Oh, don't mind him. He has dementia.
Some days are better than others.
Got you.
Lomax, right, so you and
my daughter have been dating
for six months?
Where'd you guys meet?
Court. She prosecuted a
case I defended and she won.
(Larissa chuckles)
Seems like the longer we date,
the less we know about each other.
(Maritza chuckles)
I'll say, so,
Lomax, Larissa tells us that you're
from the south side of Houston?
Larissa, Larissa, who, from where?
(Maritza chuckles)
Oh, so sis hasn't told you yet, huh?
Lynette, what is she talking about?
Enough, let's just wrap this up. Okay?
Why, Mami? We don't
have any secrets, right?
Larissa's my real name.
Lynette was given to me for protection
after my sister's murder.
Okay, why you just didn't tell me that?
Because her murderers
are still out there.
But you know two of them are dead.
The rest still need to be dealt with.
You know, life is just so funny.
Sometimes it's good to you and other times
it fucks you in the with no Vaseline.
And you two motherfuckers
might as well double bury me.
Okay, everybody listen up.
I don't care what it may look like,
everyone is considered to
be armed and dangerous.
Anybody moving funny, breathing funny,
take 'em down, understood?
- Copy that.
- Copy that
You two, cover the front.
Rest of y'all, let's head to the back.
(feet clacking) (suspenseful music)
Look, I don't know what
kind of weird-ass shit y'all on,
but I'm out.
Hey, sit your mothefuckin' ass down.
(unsettling music) (phone clacks)
Hey, that ain't what it looks like.
Man, shut the fuck up. Down.
Larissa, I can explain.
Oh please do.
Besides getting Ledi killed that night,
I would love to know what
you and Paco gotta tell me.
Naledi wasn't supposed to die.
Oh, wait, so Papi was?
Bitch, I should shoot your
motherfuckin' ass right now.
(Luis speaking in Spanish)
No, no, Papi.
You are a sorry excuse of a mother
and I hope you die in prison, bitch!
(Angel laughing)
Oh, you think you're so tough?
You over here fighting for this man
and the whole time
he's not even your father.
(dramatic music)
(ground crackling) (crickets croaking)
How 'bout instead of fighting for him,
you join me and we can work as a team,
a mother daughter do,
and make this shmoney?
- Are you serious?
- Hands up, everybody!
- Do not move!
- Everybody, freeze!
- Hands up!
- Hands up!
Lower your weapon!
Drop your weapon now!
Fuck!
Angel Quintero, Lomax Anderson,
you both are under arrest
for murder, attempted murder,
insurance fraud, and whole lot other shit.
Murder? I ain't murder nobody
- Get her outta here.
- I ain't murder
no fuckin' body.
Get your fuckin' hands off me!
[Lomax] Man, y'all
got this shit all wrong.
- Shut up.
- Fuckin' (indistinct) me.
[Speaker] Fuck.
(suspenseful music)
[Speaker] Thanks, bitch.
I sure do hope that gun was registered
And if it ain't, this is my house.
Them motherfuckers are the intruders.
(Detective Wilson sighs)
Thank you for coming in.
Without that evidence, we had nothing.
(suspenseful music)
So what about Paco?
He got lucky today, but we're on it.
We got his bait and we'll get him.
For his sake,
I hope you're right.
We'll be in touch. Let's go.
(suspenseful music)
(speaking in Spanish) Papi.
Papi, is it true
what she's saying?
Is it true what she's saying?
(Luis speaking in Spanish)
Lemme explain, Paco,
(speaking in Spanish).
He's your real father.
(Larissa whimpering)
(suspenseful music)
(birds chirping) (children chattering)
(money rustling) (dramatic music)
(door clicks)
(dramatic music)
I don't pay you to be late.
So what they saying?
Right now, it's her word against yours.
They can't use the tape.
(Paco laughing)
That is good. That is too good.
So how do I get my money?
Look, with both of 'em in jail right now,
(sighs) You won't be seeing
that money no time soon.
Look, just lay low.
Man, you're too hot right now.
And when I hear
something, I'ma let you know.
Mm, I pay you for on-time information.
(envelope crackling)
25K.
Don't be late again.
(Paco laughing)
And as long as you keep
me outta here on these streets,
there's a whole lot more
where that come from.
(Paco laughing) (children chattering)
(gun caulks)
[Criminal] What the fuck, man?
(speaking in Spanish) What's going on?
[Luis] Nothin'.
(gun fires)
(gun click)
I guess I ain't gotta pay his this week.
Have a seat, Paco.
(Paco chuckling)
Come on, sit your ass down.
(chair screeching)
(gun click) (unsettling music)
Nothing would make me happier, Dad.
(unsettling music)
Thank you, Jamie. You can go now.
(unsettling music)
Fuck is this?
Family affairs or some shit?
That was a nice touch with Spence too.
It's funny how a man's broken heart
truly never heals.
Naledi was his one and only true love.
(somber music)
(upbeat music)
(screen zooms)
Fairy tales, we all live 'em.
Fuck is you doing here, Luis?
Ain't you supposed to
have dementia or some shit?
(Luis chuckling)
Is that what the fuck she told you?
Nah, man, no dementia.
I just played well.
(screen zooms)
(suspenseful music)
(paper crackling) (bed clinking)
Your sloppy girlfriend
forgot to hide the denial letter
for fraud from the insurance company.
(phone vibrating) (suspenseful music)
That night, I went through her phone.
Saw a text about you
being Larissa's father,
my policy and the plot
to try to take my money?
Then I sent it to myself for proof.
(suspenseful music)
My wife, the woman I
thought I'd grow old with,
she wasn't just leaving me.
She was planning on burying me.
And the life insurance policy,
that's all I was worth to her?
(suspenseful music)
We knew she would do anything to get it,
so we made a plan
and did what lions do best,
lie and wait.
Because we are Quinteros.
No one messes with the Quintero family.
(screen zooms)
(Paco laughing and applauding)
Ah, that was some real detective work.
(suspenseful music)
Angel has always
been the puta she's been,
but that one right there
and the others will always be mine.
(Luis speaking in Spanish)
Fuck you want, a cookie?
She played us both.
(Paco speaking in Spanish)
I ain't never wanted no kid.
You still don't have one.
(children chattering) (dog barking)
(vial clacks)
Fuck is this shit?
You die by the means you tried to kill.
(Paco scoffs)
No tango (speaking in Spanish).
I guess you just gonna
have to kill me then.
Been wanna to do do that.
What's it gonna be, Paco?
Sniff or snipe?
(Paco laughing)
(lighter scratching) (birds chirping)
(dog barking)
Sniff or snipe,
what's it going to be?
Sniff or snipe,
what's it gonna be?
Sniff or snipe?
Nah nah nah nah nah
(gun firing) (Paco crashes)
That was for Naledi, and
you will never be my father.
I'm a Quintero forever, puta.
(Maritza spits) (Maritza
speaking in Spanish)
(glass clinks) (chair screeches)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music continues)
(artist singing in a foreign language)
(upbeat music)
(artist singing in a foreign language)
(artist singing in a foreign language)
(group singing in a foreign language)
(upbeat music)
(group singing in a foreign language)
(artist singing in a foreign language)
(artist singing in a foreign language)
(artist singing in a foreign language)
(group singing in a foreign language)
(group singing in a foreign language)
(upbeat music) (artist vocalizing)
(group singing in a foreign language)
(group singing in a foreign language)
(suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music)