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Jeez!
Jefe, we gotta go!
Open the door!
I'm not leaving without my business.
Open this door!
-Oh!
Now, come and get some, Jesse Bibbs,
so that we can celebrate your wife.
Make sure we save some for the woman of the hour.
Oh, no, no, no, no. It's fine.
I still have more work to do.
Girl, it is almost 5:00.
It has been 5:00 for you since noon.
-Well...
And so, we toast Amanda Bibbs,
our senior dental hygienist,
and...
"Employee of the Year".
Whoo!
Here's a-- a little cash bonus.
Oh. Thank you.
Um, let's, uh, take a photo.
Oh.
Okay...
three, two, one.
Nice!
Oh, and, uh, one with your husband,
who so graciously took time off from work today
to celebrate his beautiful wife.
There we go. Smiles.
Aw.
That's great.
It's funny how Dr. Jameson said I came from a job.
I didn't know if he was yanking my chain
or really didn't know I ain't worked in over a year.
I love the Doc,
but he's clueless about yours, mine, or anybody else's life.
The man has to write 'R' and 'L' on his feet
to know right from left. - Woman, stop.
No, it's true! I mean, he's, like,
really smart, but bumbling, you know what I mean?
That was nice of him, though, with the award and all.
You get the good parking space now.
That part!
I am really happy, though, that you came, husband.
I'm your ride-or-die.
And I'm yours.
Jesse, you are gonna get a job soon.
Like, I honestly feel that from the universe.
Jesse Bibbs!
You tryin' to duck me?
Not at all, Piper.
This is my wife. Can we talk about this later?
No, we can't.
Did you do what I told you?
Yeah.
Then you're good.
But I ain't.
You need to make me whole.
Look here, my man. Imma need a little more ti--
How much does my husband owe you?
Amanda.
Five.
500.
Amanda.
This stays between us.
All right?
Want some cake?
Nah.
You disrespected me.
I disrespected you?
Men and their egos.
Jesse...
you are my man.
I look out for you
the exact same way that you look out for me.
It's what power couples do.
What power do I got, Amanda?
You pay for rent, groceries, gas...
my debts.
You handle the bills when you can.
-I can barely buy a toy!
I love that mini pool set...
...and I love our life together.
Guys like me, we...
we don't get fair shakes.
Jesse...
...it'll work out.
And, in the meantime,
we'll continue to play mini pool...
where I will continue to beat your butt.
In your dreams, woman.
You know when I started loving you?
Sundog Tavern. My freshman year.
That's right! Sundog Tavern.
And, girl, I was on top of the world--
co-captain of the football team, real popular.
Real drunk.
We had just won.
I was celebratin'.
And then you saw me.
And then I saw you.
A little country girl.
New to the city.
New to college.
We had our first beer, our first pool game.
Where I whipped your tail.
That is not how the story goes!
I had plans to show the world to you.
All it took for me to mess it up
was one damn unlawful possession of a firearm.
It wasn't your gun.
Yeah, but it was in my car.
I knew dude was trouble,
but you know me--
gotta help everybody.
Jesse, we're fine.
I have faith.
You don't even go to church.
I'm looking for a church home.
Oh, yeah? Well, look harder.
It needs to be the right fit.
Girl, you're not shopping for a dress.
Ugh! You know I hate shopping.
Yeah, precisely! So make a decision.
I'm sorry if I embarrassed you earlier.
You always go after what you think is right.
No matter who's in your way.
That guy...
that we gave the money to...?
Yeah. He's, like...
He's, like, a recruiter for jobs.
And you're paying him for this?
Well, yeah.
Look, I do what I gotta do.
Has he actually gotten you a job?
Maybe. Look, I just need to pass a test or something,
so... yeah.
Why didn't you tell me?
It's not for sure.
Besides, this was your day.
I don't care.
This is amazing news.
Bye, cowgirl.
We fight cavities. Pow-pow!
You a gunslinger now?
Jesse taught me-- Jesse Bibbs, not Jessie James.
I, uh, gotta bounce and buy groceries.
I'm cooking dinner tonight.
Ooh! Have fun with hubby.
Hey.
Where are you?
Just rolled in.
So how was the wild and crazy crew?
Still wild and crazy.
Are you wearing your Halloween costume, Captain?
Yes. Yes, I am.
You wear yours?
-Yes.
Hold on a second.
Trick or treat!
Welcome aboard!
Please fasten your seatbelts
and put your seats and table trays
in the upright position.
Who wants candy?
So the drive was okay?
Yeah. The coast is only five hours away.
I like the drive.
Oh, not me. I would fall asleep
after, like, two hours.
Wait a second, honey.
Sir. Thank you.
Trick or treat!
Welcome aboard!
Please fasten your seatbelts and secure all--
Here's your candy.
Take care.
So... you were saying about the ride?
It's a great bus.
Weird that they had me take it to a garage
when I was in Alabama.
Is something wrong with it?
Not that I could tell.
Guess it was just maintenance.
Anyway, I gotta sweep,
then take it back to the warehouse to wash it.
Want me to pick you up after?
No, it's all good.
I'll call a car.
These kids are gonna drive me to drink.
You probably started already.
Stop acting like you know me.
When can I expect you?
Baby...
Baby, this company's dirty.
I'll call you back.
One second!
I should be giving these kids toothpaste.
Are they still trick-or-treating at this hour?
Or...
this better be my husband!
Jesse.
Jesse...
Jesse, wake up.
Please wake up.
Mrs. Bibbs,
your husband have any enemies you know of?
None.
But there was, um...
...a man about...
...three weeks ago.
He was angry because he owed him money.
And who was this man?
I don't remember his name.
Did you ever see him again?
No.
But I, um...
I-I think he, um...
I think he helped him, um,
get a job with the bus company.
Name of this company?
The Blacktop Bus Line.
Your husband worked for Blacktop?
He had just started.
Mrs. Bibbs...
...could your husband have been involved
with any criminal activity
you might have been unaware of?
Jesse Bibbs was a good man.
He didn't associate with anything...
or anyone criminal.
Anything else you can tell us?
When I opened the door, I...
...I saw a car speeding away.
Oh? What kind of car?
Um...
it was bright-blue.
Older.
The kind you see at car shows.
I don't...
I-I don't remember anything else.
Hmm.
Okay, Mrs. Bibbs. Um...
if you remember anything else, please call.
You'll get whoever did this?
We'll do our best.
Ma'am?
My condolences.
"Do you know--"
...when I started loving you?
Sundog Tavern.
My freshman year.
Do you know when I started loving you?
Sundog Tavern...
...my freshman year.
It's been weeks!
Why is nothing happening with my husband's case?
Why didn't you inform us
your husband was a convicted felon?
Because Jesse did his time!
And you figured we didn't need to know?
Is there anything else you left out?
Nothing.
Now let me ask you this--
you have a pretty decent life-insurance policy
on your husband,
am I right?
What are you saying?
You think I had something to do with my own husband's death?
No, ma'am, we don't.
We examine all angles here.
Why don't you have a seat, Mrs. Bibbs?
Our concern is any associations
your husband may have still had.
You mean criminal associations?
Did you know that Blacktop--
the company your husband worked for--
only hires ex-cons?
No.
Maybe they believe in giving people a second chance.
Jesse did have his CDL--
commercial driver's license.
Oh, I know what it is.
Did you find the guy we gave the money to?
This "recruiter"?
Not yet.
Workers at Blacktop would only tell us
that your husband dropped off his bus
at the end of his run.
Yeah. They were very closed-mouthed.
Almost afraid.
Afraid of what?
Well, there's a lot
we don't know about this company.
We don't even know who actually owns it.
The registered agent
is a "Percival Daye" from Chicago.
Yeah. Single, no attachments. Nothing.
A few minor incidents.
A civil case involving a club that he owned,
but no real criminal record.
You're saying you think there's more?
Well, there's a dirty buzz about Blacktop Bus Line
in the streets, but...
...nothing we can nail down yet.
Before Jesse got off the phone,
I thought I heard him say,
"This company is dirty."
At the time,
I thought he was talking about the bus.
Or maybe he discovered something
we don't know about.
Hey, girl.
Uh, a few of us are thinking of getting together for New Year's.
You wanna come?
I don't.
I, um...
I'm ringing in the New Year with some old college friends.
Cool.
Uh...
listen, I'm sure you're tired of people asking you this,
but...you okay?
You're right-- I am tired of people asking.
And I'm not okay.
It's been two months
and the cops have not made one arrest.
Justice takes time.
It does? How much time?
Months.
Years. You have to be patient.
Look, what I'm saying--
...Is what everybody else keeps saying!
"Be patient, Amanda."
"Go on with your life, Amanda."
Meanwhile, this hole in my life
is getting bigger and more rotten every day.
"But wait for justice, Amanda."
I understand.
No, you don't!
It's a cavity.
We fill cavities
so they don't rot everything else.
I am rotting inside!
My husband was murdered, he was dropped on my doorstep,
and we have no idea who's responsible!
What kind of justice am I waiting for in that?
Mrs. Bibbs.
I have called you several times.
Yeah. It's New Year's.
Why is nothing being done about my husband's murder?
First of all,
don't assume that we're not doing anything--
I haven't heard anything!
These things take time.
That's all I can say.
If the victim was someone unlike Jesse Bibbs,
would you still be dragging your feet?
Like who?
Someone without a criminal record...
and someone who wasn't Black.
I reject that notion.
And I reject your ineptitude.
Happy New Year's, Mrs. Bibbs.
Yeah, I'll make sure.
I think this company is guilty.
Ah, that's a helluva leap.
You didn't know Jesse Bibbs. He always spoke truth.
You said it yourself--
he could've been talking about the bus.
I don't think he was.
My husband saw something that wasn't right.
Like, something stinks...
and when things stink, there are flies.
Now, will you make some kind of arrest?
Lady, that's very colorful about flies and all,
but we don't arrest people based on your intuition.
Mrs. Bibbs...
we need evidence that Blacktop is engaged in criminal activity.
Right now, all we have are suspicions.
So you need someone to talk.
Someone who intimately knows the inner workings, yes.
Mrs. Bibbs...
it is always dangerous to act out of desperation,
so hear me-- you are not law enforcement.
I know, Detective.
I'm in dentistry.
I fill cavities.
How does one catch flies?
Likes, dislikes...
hobbies, personal history...
Vanessa, it's Amanda.
Girl, I know. I got you locked in.
You're gonna be all right.
I've been kind of a grouch lately.
Look, I get it.
Step one--
become the honey.
I'm gonna follow your advice
and take time off.
I talked with Dr. Jameson
and he gave me a pretty decent advance.
That's what's up!
And, Vanessa...
while I'm away,
you can park in my space.
I was gonna do that anyway.
So you're going somewhere?
Yeah.
Your girl's going away for a little while.
Hi, I'm Zora. Zora Smith.
Hi. I'm Zora.
Zora Smith.
Hi.
It's a pleasure to meet you...
It's a pleasure to meet you.
Washed...
in his blood.
Please.
I will make you as a light for the nations...
that my salvation
will reach to the end of the Earth...
...and blessed be His kingdom, now and forever.
Glory to God in the highest,
and peace to His people on the Earth.
Lord God, heavenly King.
Blessed be God...
Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.
Amen.
I wanted to also mention that the Men's Club
will be holding another Chicago-stepping class
right after church.
Last time, I only said "stepping,"
and I was later told
that there's a difference between
stepping and "Chicago" stepping.
Isn't that right, Mr. Daye?
Amen!
Amen.
Sounds like fun. I may have to join you.
Uh, I took forever to learn the Cupid Shuffle,
so you might have to write out the instructions for me.
I enjoyed the service, Pastor.
Thank you.
First time?
Yes. I, um-- I'm new to the city.
From?
New Orleans.
Oh, from Nawlins to ATL? What brings you here?
Um, I am looking for...
...a fresh start.
Well, I'm glad you started here.
Next time, bring the whole family.
Oh, um, it's just me.
I'm single.
Oh, girl, me too.
Though some would prefer their pastor was married.
That, uh, steppers class you talked about--
uh, can anyone go?
Certainly. It's held in our auditorium.
You should check it out.
I will.
Um, I've never done it before, but, uh, I'd love to try it.
What's your name?
Zora. Zora Smith.
Well, Zora, I hope you find
whatever it is you're looking for.
Thank you.
♪ You make me feel like this is real ♪
♪ I can't get over what's the deal ♪
♪ You got me working overtime
♪ You take my loving on a ride
♪ You came to me
♪ What a surprise
♪ You put a sparkle in my eyes ♪
♪ I never thought
♪ I'd see the day
♪ When love would shine on my parade ♪
♪ You make me feel like a new woman ♪
♪ Made the clouds open up
♪ Made me feel something
♪ Triple A's in my back
♪ 'Cause you turn me up Put the rhythm in my step ♪
♪ Like a double Dutch...
Percy Daye.
Call me "Slide".
Slide.
I'm Zora. Call me Zora.
Are you here to teach or learn?
Learn.
Then allow me.
"Stepping" is a broad term.
Kids in college call what they do as "stepping,"
but Chicago stepping...
well, that's a little different.
How so?
First, it's from Chicago...
where all good things come from.
Which is where you're from, I assume?
South side-- born and raised.
Our style is smooth... sensual.
May I?
Mm.
Chicago style
is like a rhythmic communication between dancers.
So, when I place a hand here, that means
"move this way."
An arm up...
might mean "spin."
There are also moments of individual expression.
The creativity...
is endless.
Like love.
Love?
At least my interpretation of it.
Are you ready?
All right, everybody!
This is a six-step count.
You're gonna pay attention to me, all right?
Here with me-- we go.
Left up, right back...
right up, left back-- one, two.
Here we go. Let's do it again.
Left up, right back, right up, left back.
Good!
And that's the basic moves.
Now...
you'll also be doing that
when you step forward and backwards,
but... not right now.
Okay.
-All right? -Mm.
Make sure there's a lot of movement
from your knees... down.
Okay?
Now you're gonna take your foot,
slide it up, and back.
Up... and back...
like you're sliding a quarter across the ground.
Back and forth.
There we go!
♪ ...Mm-mm-mm yeah
♪ Don't you know
♪ I feel you, baby
So did you have fun?
Why didn't Mr. Smith join you?
Because he's with his current wife.
So sorry to hear that.
You're a good teacher. Bad liar.
You got a new whip?
It's still got the dealer plates.
I recently bought it.
Pre-owned.
Hmm. I'd like to hear more about that.
Should we go out for drinks?
We should not.
I don't think your wife would appreciate it.
No wife. No girlfriend.
Really?
You sound surprised.
Maybe. A little bit.
Thank you, but I have a client meeting in the morning.
What is it that you do?
I'm a writer.
Anything I might have read?
Not with my name on it. I ghostwrite.
People, they want a book,
but they don't want to actually write one, so...
So they pay you and put their name on it.
Mm.
I might need a ghostwriter.
I got a real good story.
I bet you do,
and I would love to hear about it, some day.
How 'bout some night?
Like, tomorrow night. Dinner?
Tell you what.
Give me your number, and I will think about it.
No guarantees.
Ain't no guarantees in life...
but there's still a lot of hope.
Step two--
build a connection.
Is there something I can help you with?
I really don't like guns.
My husband suggested
I get something to protect myself?
Well, what about pepper spray? Gals seems to like that.
What would you suggest?
Well...
Light-weight compact pistol.
Chambered for the .25.
Single-action, hammer-fired.
I like that.
What, you know this handgun?
I like that it's pink.
I'll take it.
Yes, ma'am.
Nice.
There you go.
Hello, ma'am.
Hello, sir.
-You're early. -I usually am.
You okay, Zora Smith?
Are you feeling... uncomfortable?
I feel overdressed.
Nah, you look amazing.
Thanks.
This is my go-to place.
Best Mexican street food in the city.
Me encantan los antojitos Mexicanos.
I love Mexican street food.
Wait, so you speak Spanish and you know this food?
You know, growing up in New Orleans,
you appreciate everything.
Walk with kings, yet keep the common touch.
Know what I'm sayin', baby?
Sure. Then let's do common.
What's going on, Chief?
Mm. This food is phenomenal.
I appreciate you loving my little hole in the wall.
It means a lot.
And for coming to step class.
Mm. Well, it was endorsed by Pastor Gordon.
So, I'm guessing...
you learned how to step in Chicago?
Mm-hmm.
Why the South?
Business.
What kind of business?
I'm an art dealer.
You're an art dealer?
Portraits. Some sculptures.
And I run a transportation business.
Mostly buses.
That surprises you?
It's just, buses and art.
It seems so different.
I make it work.
What made you become an art dealer?
Nothing made me.
Like any good opportunity, I saw it...
I took it.
Zora Smith, you are a curious woman.
My best friend is Google.
When writing memoirs,
you learn to ask about people and their stories.
I told you.
My story is pretty good.
Noted.
See you at church.
But that's days away.
Yes. Yes, it is.
Somebody I want you to look into--
Zora Smith.
From New Orleans.
You own Blacktop...
what is this art thing, Mr. Daye?
Your soon-to-be best friend needs to know.
Hey! Come on in! Great to see ya
More for you?
I see they put you on bread duty.
Yup.
I got the bread.
Here, I can help.
Zora... thank you for coming.
Oh, it's my pleasure.
But, to be honest, it was actually his idea.
Have you known him long?
No. I met him here, actually.
He's interesting.
I was surprised to learn that he's an art dealer.
Is that what he told you?
Yeah, and that he owns a transportation company.
Well, that part is true.
He's not an art dealer?
I'm sure there's some dealing going on--
some way, some how.
He does...
connect with folks most people would consider
to be on the lower tier of life.
My husband was the same way.
You're divorced?
My husband died.
Drunk driving.
I'm really sorry. Somebody hit him?
He was the drunk driver.
Ran smack dab into a tree,
the tree lived... he didn't.
I see.
There are a lot of trees along our roads.
Stay alert, so you don't run into one.
Thank you, guys, so much for coming.
-It's my pleasure. -All right.
Ugh. I never want to see bread ever again.
So, what are you doing this afternoon?
What do you have in mind?
Something fun.
Whoo!
Number one, baby!
What
Oh, no, no, no. Get back here.
Whoo!
Nice!
But I don't care.
I can't believe you tried to run me off the road!
-Me? -Yes, you.
I would never!
You did several times.
However, I will say that that was very special,
and something I will never forget,
so, thank you.
-What's next? -Next?
Don't you have, like, an office to be at tomorrow, or something?
I got a bunch of people working for me.
I'm the boss.
People do what you say.
Or else I send 'em home.
All right, boss man,
let's do something special I haven't done since Covid.
Are those tears, Mr. Daye?
Allergies.
Yeah, right.
They thought the dog was dead,
but he was standing right behind them all along,
wearing his little rubber boots.
Sad stuff.
I take it you like dogs?
Man's best friend.
Ever had one?
A friend or a dog?
He died before I moved here.
My Buddy.
What was his name?
Buddy.
Your best friend, huh?
All right, so what do you value in a friendship?
That sounds like a shrink's question.
Or a writer's question.
Loyalty.
Friends don't betray friends.
That's it?
That's it.
Hmm.
Sounds like something you know a little bit about.
Not recently.
People know I'd murder them before I let that happen.
Nah, just playin'.
So I guess I'll walk you to your car?
Oh, no need. It's right over there.
Okay. Text me when you get home.
Yeah. Goodnight.
Jesse...
I miss you, husband.
Can I get a refill, please?
Will I ever beat you in arriving somewhere?
Nobody beats me at anything.
You are arrogant, sir.
I know, right?
What's this?
I got something to protect you.
Now this...
is a killer.
Mm-hmm.
Join me.
What you think?
I think that...
it is an exceptional vintage for a Cabernet Sauvignon.
It's bold, opulent character...
...but perhaps a bit fruit-forward for me.
All that from one sip?
Mm-hmm.
Mm.
You know, I don't have the vocabulary for wine.
Sure you do.
What's a... a word that comes to mind?
Nasty.
Nasty? That's a wine word.
Why're you looking into my brown bedroom eyes?
I'm imagining
how sexy you might look
in a bus uniform.
Why a bus uniform?
You own a bus company.
I don't drive 'em.
Never?
Never.
So then why start the business?
Why do anything?
I see a need and I fill it-- as long as it makes money.
I'm assuming that art dealing makes money?
I dig art--
Picasso, Rembrandt, Bearden--
but art is a commodity that can be bought, sold, traded.
It's a great way to move money.
What do you mean "move"?
Is this an inquisition?
No, I just, um...
I like to know who a man is first...
before becoming intimate with him.
Hmm.
What's wrong?
I think I-- I think I left the car unlocked.
Are you serious?
Oh, my God! My dress.
It's ruined!
Zora!
Zora, wait up!
Wait!
I, uh... I lost it in there.
I'd say so.
Was your car unlocked?
No, it wasn't.
You seemed a little...
different, back there.
You okay?
Yeah. I think that the stress is just getting to me.
You know, um...
moving to a new city...
starting a new life..
I'm here for you, Zora.
I got you.
Let me take you to breakfast in the morning.
Sure.
You gonna call or nudge me?
The dog will wake you.
Meet me at 10.
Give him a name.
It's a "him"?
I got some Blacktop business tomorrow morning at church.
Meet me there.
Okay.
I gotta get out of this dress.
I mean, I could help.
Cute.
Detective, this is Zora-- Amanda Bibbs.
You changed your number.
Yeah.
Listen, I thought you'd wanna know that Percy Daye...
he owns Blacktop.
Yeah, we found that out.
Why didn't you tell me?
How can I help you, Mrs. Bibbs?
Is there any reason
why Blacktop would be connected to the art world?
Well, sometimes, bad actors use art
as a way to evade taxes and launder money.
Are you suggesting
Blacktop is moving money through art deals?
Maybe. I don't know.
What would that mean to the investigation?
How are you getting this info?
I'm just asking questions, Detective.
♪ I'm comin'
♪ Got a feeling And it just feels right ♪
♪ Know I better listen
♪ Hear my spirit yellin'
♪ Crying out
♪ I need some attention
♪ Done had a long time away
♪ From where my heart still stays... ♪
♪ Now I'm sure that I've just got to... ♪
You going to the casino, too?
Do I look like a senior citizen?
Slide and I are getting breakfast.
You've been spending time with him.
Is that a sin or a warning?
An observation.
No judgment zone here, my friend.
Honestly.
What do you think of him?
He's generous,
which, for a church in need of cash,
is a blessing.
Personally, he's been good to me.
When I was appointed here,
a lot of people weren't checking for a woman pastor,
but Slide supported me, and the rest followed.
But would I date him? Hell, no!
Pastor, that is not what I was asking.
Okay, why wouldn't you date him?
I prefer a plainer man.
Someone who shops for clothes at a discount variety store.
Slide's a little flashy-- for me--
way too gangster.
Gangster?
Oh, Zora, you don't strike me as naive.
I know you must be thinking
there's more to him than meets the eye.
Been to his place yet?
No.
Charging groups for bus rides
don't pay for a spread like that.
Pastor, why are you telling me this?
Because I can see you're on some kind of mission,
and I don't want you running into any trees...
and it's my job to save souls.
Your new driver should be here shortly.
We had to pick him up.
Okay.
My man. You're late.
No uniform his size.
Okay.
He straight?
Yeah, we got him plugged in.
All right.
Get going.
Zora!
Ready for waffles?
I'll follow you.
-Mrs. Bibbs.
It's okay.
But you might wanna put something on.
Your gun's still in there. You're not gonna need it.
Why are you here?
I'm with O.C.I.--
Office of Criminal Investigation--
FDA's criminal law enforcement arm.
You're a cop?
Investigator.
What does the FDA want with me?
Well, it's not about you.
We're looking for, uh, Percy Daye, your boyfriend.
He's not my boyfriend.
I saw you this morning.
I was sure you were gonna blow my cover,
but I see you have your own game going on.
This isn't a game.
I want justice for my husband's murder.
These people-- they are killers.
Did they kill my husband?
Probably.
I just recruit for them.
Ex-cons.
They pay me,
but I hustle a side fee from candidates,
and then I flip them for information.
Is that what you wanted with my husband?
Turn him into a snitch?
Damn you.
Jesse was a good man!
You got him mixed up in this.
And I regret it,
but I had nothing to do with his--
You had everything to do with it!
You knew it was dangerous, and you could've stopped it!
Why ex-cons?
Percy Daye...
he liked them.
He figured they know how to, uh, keep their mouths shut,
but... he was just about to talk.
Jesse wasn't there long enough to see anything.
It only takes a moment.
Some things you can't un-see.
Every bus in Blacktop is tracked by GPS.
All right?
They saw him
heading away from the warehouse...
which means Blacktop's head of security
would get involved.
Who's that?
Melina Zuniga.
She's his, uh... pit-bull.
Did she kill my husband?
No, she'd never do it
without Slide telling her to "send them home".
It's his way of giving the order.
Listen, uh, you need to disappear, Mrs. Bibbs.
Look, the FDA got involved
'cause Slide was distributing fake GLP-1,
and God knows what else.
All right? It's a--
I know what it is.
It's for weight loss and type-2 diabetes.
He was disrupting the supply chain
with his counterfeit crap,
and killing people in the process.
-You're working with the cops? -Hell, no.
The less they're involved, the longer I stay alive,
which is why I need you to get the hell out.
I can get closer to him than you ever can,
so, no, I will not sit at home,
waiting and hoping for justice.
My husband was murdered.
If I just let that go unchecked,
what kind of wife would that make me?
So, now what?
We get proof
on how they're moving the money and the drugs...
...and then, at the right moment...
...we rip the bottom from his world.
Step three...
become his ride-or-die.
♪ Tell me can you love somebody? ♪
♪ Can you really hurt somebody? ♪
♪ I've been digging deeper trying to find the answers to ♪
♪ Finally find the answers
♪ Tell me can you love somebody? ♪
♪ Can you really hurt somebody
♪ I've been digging deeper
♪ Trying to find the answers... ♪
♪ Trying to find the answers to... ♪
♪ Trying to find the answers to ♪
Hello?
♪ Trying to find the answers to... ♪
Hello?
In the kitchen!
Don't you get lonely in this house all by yourself?
Where's your dog?
See this smile?
A dog is happy when you come home-- always.
And if I came home to you?
Would you be happy...
always?
"Always"?
I think you need to stick with the dog.
Planning on shooting somebody?
Oh, I, um--
I bought it on impulse.
I don't even know how to use it.
Your turn.
Oh, no.
Uh, it's just for show.
Ma'am, if you're gonna pull out a gun,
you better know how to use it.
All right, first thing...
meet the web of your hand with the back of the gun.
That's good.
Now, take your left hand, and wrap it around the other.
Mm-hmm.
Thumbs pointed towards the target...
and squeeze.
You're anticipating the recoil.
No, I'm anticipating shooting my foot.
Here. Take this.
Let's try again.
All right.
I hit nothing!
Not true.
I'm sure you hit a neighbor...
in another state.
Ha, ha.
I love a man who can cook.
Why is that?
The women I grew up with,
they were great cooks,
but they did it because they had to do it.
The men treated it like a craft.
How's your cooking?
I can boil water.
-That's about it.
Yeah, my grandmother taught me how to cook.
She's the one who gave me my nickname-- "Slide".
I thought it was from stepping.
Oh, no.
When I was about five or six,
I used to run through her kitchen in my socks,
then I'd slide into her arms, and she'd say,
"Here comes my Slide."
It stuck.
She was amazing.
Some of the seniors at church remind me of her.
Your businesses must be doing really well.
Ah, 15 years ago-- not so much.
I was the principal owner of a night club in Chicago.
It was popular.
Everybody came out.
I mean, celebrities...
sports people.
And then, one night, it caught on fire.
Some people got trapped in a stairwell and...
and died.
Oh, my God.
That's awful.
I know.
I lost everything I owned in one night.
I was talking about the people that died.
Oh, they sued me--
even my disloyal partners joined in.
Took everything.
So, I moved from Chi...
built a new business...
learned how art moves,
surrounded myself with people I trust,
and now... here I am.
It's a good life--
one I'd love to share with someone...
some day.
Why don't we start
with you sharing some of this food with me first?
Okay, Ms. Smith.
Want a bit of everything?
Yes, please.
Um, can I, uh, use this for a second?
There's a website--
No, no. Uh, that-- that don't go online.
I run all my businesses from this computer,
so I never connect to the internet with this one.
Can't have these cookies
or dirty government programs touching me.
Zora, listen to me--
you--
...you can't be too careful these days
with all these cell phones
listening and recording everything.
I hate that.
Babe...
I'm with you on that.
All the way.
One second.
What?
Yeah, tomorrow to the garage and one right after that.
And tell 'em they better keep up.
We only got a couple weeks. What else?
I'm busy.
Uh... I gotta take this in my office.
Mm.
How'd you get this information, Melina?
He's been with us for, like, two years!
Well, damn.
If you're sure...
then send him home.
Zora?
Well, what are you doing here?
I saw your car parked out front.
You know my car?
It's the one in front of "Reserved for Pastor," right?
You know church is on Sundays, right?
I have heard that somewhere.
Actually, I, um...
I wanted to ask you
about something you said to me the other day.
About Percy Daye being a gangster?
Yeah.
Are you coming to me for advice or confession?
I'm not sure.
Mm. Well, the advice
usually comes after the confession.
I was at Slide's house last night,
and it felt like
he wanted to be physical...
...and so did I.
What's fueling this desire for intimacy?
Physical attraction?
No.
Huh.
Uh, then what is it?
To right a terrible wrong.
I want justice...
because I think he killed my husband.
If you think Slide had something to do
with your husband's death,
I understand you wanting justice.
But using yourself or others fueled by anger,
that's-- that's not justice...
that's revenge.
So you're saying I should wait for justice?
Justice requires patience.
Revenge wants immediacy-- "right here, right now."
It's a dangerous emotion.
For years,
I was angry at my husband for all the things he did.
I-I spent money recklessly.
I trampled over peoples' emotions.
I-I refused to listen to anyone
but the angry, hurt woman inside of me.
I wanted revenge...
on anybody and anything.
All for the pretense of-of healing myself,
but-but revenge doesn't close the gap.
It just poisons the soul.
I ran out of patience.
I need to hold someone responsible for that hurt.
I need them to hurt.
And that someone is Slide?
I'm betting my life to find out.
And what do I owe the honor?
I'm just calling to make sure that you're eating right.
It's important to put healthy things inside your body,
especially as you get older.
Mm, I don't think I like the way you say "older".
So what are you proposing, ma'am?
I bring lunch--
a healthy one-- to the office.
Nah, don't bring anything.
I'll text you the address.
Meet me at the warehouse.
I'll take you out.
I just gotta finish up some business.
See you in an hour?
See you in an hour. Bye.
Papi, if you don't mind me asking,
what do you see in her?
Sexy, smart, bold.
We communicate. She's interested in me.
Mel, she might be
the first woman I give a ring to.
And I do mind you asking.
Come in!
Zora.
This is Melina.
Melina, Zora.
We still having lunch?
Not here.
I'm taking you out.
I just need to pop into scheduling.
I'll be right back.
Something you looking for?
If I was, I'd ask.
-Ready? -Yep.
All right.
Shall we?
Slide, what does Melina do for you?
Head of security.
My tough little cookie.
I'd say your rude little bitch.
So did I hear you say something about a ball?
It's my day party.
Mm.
Steppers come from different cities.
I hold it twice a year.
It's a big event for the company.
Excuse me.
Mm.
All right, how many drivers have you got?
[conversation continues, indistinct]
Reckless and dangerous.
I have it under control.
No, you control nothing.
We finally have something.
What? This?
Hmm? A photo and license plate?
Melina Zuniga spent time in the federal pen,
just like all the rest of Blacktop's employees.
Other than that...
she's clean.
Did you actually see her driving the car from your house?
No, but that is the car.
What about the information I got from the guy that works there?
And who is that, Mrs. Bibbs?
He's the recruiter I told you about.
He goes by the name of "Piper".
What?
When's the last time you spoke to him, this Piper?
Like, a week or so ago. Why?
Oh, wow.
His body was discovered yesterday.
His phone was clean,
but his screen cover had his face and name.
He was on our side.
He was investigating for the FDA.
The FDA?
Counterfeit GLP-1.
They think Slide is a major U.S. distributor.
That's how he makes his money.
All right.
We treat this Melina Zuniga as a person of interest,
keep tabs on her,
but you...
you have got to stop.
No! I am way too close.
Close to what?
Getting the information that you two need.
Amanda, this is fruit from a poisonous tree.
What are you talking about?
It's possible tainted evidence
that could be ruled as inadmissible in court
because it was obtained through illegal activities.
I didn't do anything illegal!
You don't know what you're doing.
I may not be trained in law enforcement,
but I know how to read people,
and get information.
Record this.
Amanda Bibbs,
you do not work for the police department.
You are not under our instruction,
guidance, or direction.
Any information obtained, or items delivered to us,
will solely be by your own volition.
Are we clear?
Yes, we are.
Mrs. Bibbs...
if you go back there, you'll be all alone,
and we can't protect you.
I know.
So what's this ball about?
I call it... "Art of Step,"
'cause it also involves art deals.
Major dealers are coming
from Chicago, Kansas City...
Philly, from New York.
And I expect you to be there.
Yo, Slide.
I'll wear something sexy that night.
Make all the chicas jealous.
I got some business to attend to.
-What? -Quit playin'.
♪ Yeah
With the ball coming up,
I thought I could use a little practice, too.
♪ Choo-choo!
♪ Baby the funky train's coming ♪
♪ There's something wrong
♪ Better tell your mama now
♪ Hold on tight now
♪ With the brand-new tracks
♪ Hold on tight now
♪ Keep it strong
♪ Keep it tight
♪ Hold on tight now
♪ With the brand-new tracks
♪ Hold on tight now
♪ Funky train...
♪ Lasts so long...
We all good for next week?
All the heavy hitters have confirmed.
I want everything tight.
It will be.
I don't trust her.
Why not?
She hides part of herself,
and works a little too hard to get close to you.
Didn't you do the same thing?
Well, dig a little deeper, if you want to.
She'll be with me tonight.
Bitch.
Nada, jefe.
I have something to tell you.
I ran a security check on you.
When we first met?
Yes. And tonight.
That's so sexy.
Why are you telling me this?
Hoping to find a reason to break up.
Did you?
No.
You still want to break up?
Maybe.
There's a reason I don't invite new people into my life.
People disappoint you, betray you.
You're afraid I'll disappoint you?
Do I take the chance?
Like you, I want greatness for my life.
What you and I have here,
it's good,
but I'm willing to take a chance on the good
to get to the great.
Then ask me whatever it is you really want to know.
Two questions.
You're an art dealer that knows basically nothing about art.
You mentioned moving money.
Is that some sort of gangster thing,
to launder cash?
Well, I wouldn't call it "gangster,"
but, uh, art is not as... regulated.
You said two questions.
How would you feel
about a woman
who loves for a man to be a little gangster?
What if he's a whole lot of gangster?
Then she'd be that ride-or-die babe...
...who'd love him even more.
♪ Mm
♪ Yeah
♪ Mm
♪ Part one of the chapter
♪ Where we racked up Feelings for each other ♪
♪ Star-crossed lovers on a dark night ♪
♪ Standing holding hands in the moonlight ♪
♪ Next move
♪ Yeah, you backed up Emotions too strong ♪
♪ I saw you back up Thought we were forever ♪
♪ I guess I better get up
♪ It was all a set-up
♪ Love never lets up...
You good in there?
Yeah, I'm good.
-Everything good on your end? -Mm-hmm.
Checked all these people.
Plus, the caterer's bringing folks I know to the venue.
In--
What's wrong with you?
My tooth's been killing me.
Get that checked out. Today!
I can't have my people jumpin' all crazy
when I got guests.
And put your guys in place at the venue.
Get yourself together.
It's almost partytime.
Where's she going?
Follow her.
♪ These days, I don't care what they think ♪
♪ Don't care who hears
♪ Don't care who sees
♪ 'Cause it's all fun and games ♪
♪ Long as no one bleeds, man ♪
♪ I just wanna be me
♪ I wanna be me
♪ I wanna be me, yeah
Fill it out, take a seat.
We'll call you.
♪ I wanna be me, yeah...
♪ West Coast and I'm a new wave ♪
♪ You're too late
♪ Already broke the plane...
I have some business to take care of.
♪ Won the game What crowd, no shame ♪
♪ La-la-la-la
♪ I'll be singing in the rain
♪ Oh, let's make a toast to me ♪
♪ I've been killing it straight to the top you see ♪
♪ Started in the cold ♪
♪ Yeah, life's a beach
♪ Now I'm on the boardwalk like Monopoly ♪
♪ I see right through it Like a bubble so clear ♪
♪ I'm a visionary
♪ The missing piece of the puzzle ♪
♪ Let it out No filter, no muzzle ♪
♪ From the heartbreak
♪ Easy you in trouble ♪
♪ So welcome to my imaginary Let's have some fun ♪
♪ If the team need help I'll carry 'em... ♪
Please forgive my cautionary tactics.
I hate that cell phones record every word that we say.
And we leave weapons outside,
because some of y'all don't get along with each other.
You'll receive a certificate of authenticity
for each piece of art--
once the transactions are complete.
Yo, Doc, how long's this gonna take?
Well, first, we have to anesthetize the area
where I will be doing the extraction.
Yeah, I don't know what the hell that means.
We numb your gums.
Numb it how?
My banker.
She's verified that all funds have been transferred
from our loving hands to yours,
whatever the individual agreement was
between us.
The bathoom?
Bathoom!
Down the hall to the left.
I love art and business, but I love partying more.
Let's get back to it, huh?
I'm unavailable.
You know what to do.
The bish is fake!
Boss! The bish is fake!
[fuming, spits out cotton]
Dammit, she's been made!
Let's go!
Steady.
Oh, come on, seriously?
Come on!
Kendall.
W-Wait, I can't-- I can't hear you.
Hold on a sec.
Get out! Your cover's blown!
Melina Zuniga just gave us the slip.
We think she's coming for you.
She may have already called.
Hold on.
He doesn't have his phone.
I can't leave without proof.
Get out of there! Now!
All right, let's get some drinks going, people!
Whoo!
Well, there you are.
Melina only texts in emergencies.
"Bitch is Bibbs' wife."
I was, like, "Who's Bibbs?"
Figured I'd grab my laptop and find out.
Jesse Bibbs was a man you killed.
He was my husband.
Ain't this some...
Funny.
You know, just this morning,
I actually contemplated me being your husband.
Life's a trip and then you die.
But I won't die today.
You probably will.
Give me that!
-Slide!
I saw her take off in one of our buses.
Track the GPS on that bus!
She can't be far.
I'm gonna send her home.
Kendall!
Where are you?
In a bus, on some street.
Please tell me
you can unlock a computer with a password.
-We can. -I have it!
Everything!
Where are you?
I'll share a pin.
Jeez!
Ugh! That bitch!
Hold on.
Boss. Boss!
-Open the door!
Boss, we gotta go!
Open the door, Zora!
Jefe, vamonos!
I'm not leaving without my business!
Open this door!
Slide! Let's go!
- Slide!
Who... Who taught you how to shoot?
My husband taught me.
He was a much better man than you will ever be.
Now say the wrong thing...
and I'll make the world a better place right now.
Say it.
Slide!
You think you beat me?
It was never about beating you.
It was about freeing myself.
So, yeah, I won.
Nice service.
You listened to my sermon?
Somewhat.
It wasn't exactly my type of message.
It was a little too preachy.
Then you write the next one.
You heard
that Slide is looking at 30 years or more in prison?
A lot of his associates are gonna do time, too.
I know.
You made it happen.
In the end, did you get justice...
or revenge?
Maybe both.
When Jesse was killed,
I couldn't let go or move on.
I was rotting inside from doing nothing,
and almost died doing something,
which wasn't exactly the right thing either.
Quite a conundrum.
That part.
Now what happens to "Zora Smith"?
I will keep her dresses and shoes.
Those are fly.
But Amanda Bibbs will be going back
to preaching about fluoride and flossing,
and then dental school.
I've come to like the idea of filling cavities.
Well, all right, Doctor!
Not yet, but soon.
Join me for a brew in an hour? My treat.
Say less!
My beer-drinking pastor.
Jesse would be happy.
I finally found my church home.
♪ Got a feeling
♪ And it just feels right
♪ Know I better listen
♪ Hear my spirit yellin'
♪ Crying out
♪ I need some attention
♪ Done had a long time away
♪ From where my heart still stays ♪
♪ Now I'm sure that I just got ♪
♪ To make a change ♪
♪ I'm comin' home...
♪ I'm comin' home
♪ It's callin' my soul
♪ I'm comin' home
♪ Can't take it away
♪ I got a vision so strong
♪ Can't take it away
♪ This is where I belong
♪ I'm comin' home
♪ Yes!
♪ Wanna see my people rising up ♪
♪ Yes!
♪ And anything good gets a little tough ♪
♪ Oh, yeah, now!
♪ Can't nothin' grow, no