♪ It's not up to us
♪ To decide who lives and who dies ♪
♪ Not on us to decide
♪ You can't run, can't run
♪ Blood is thicker than water, especially under pressure ♪
♪ And when it's gone, you remember nothing lasts forever ♪
♪ But in a perfect world, we all get what we deserve ♪
♪ The reaper call us all home after time served ♪
♪ It's not up to us
♪ To decide who lives and who dies ♪
♪ Not on us to decide
♪ You can't run, can't run
♪♪
♪ It's not up to us
♪ To decide who lives and who dies ♪
♪ Not on us to decide
♪ You can't run, can't run
♪ Righteous or reckless
♪ When the reaper come, you can't run, can't run ♪
♪ Healthful or hopeless
♪ When the reaper come, you can't run, can't run ♪
♪ It's not up to us
♪ To decide who lives and who dies ♪
♪ Not on us to decide
♪ You can't run, can't run
♪♪
♪ It's not up to us...
♪ Foreign
♪ Think this might get messy
♪ Don't let it be you
♪ You know I get petty
♪ What they gon' do?
♪ 24-hour lockdown
♪ It hit the news
♪ They heard all about it
♪ Mmm
♪ Bad ting here and we're laying out ♪
♪ Watching on top boy
♪ 50k straight to the bank if they wanna hear me talk, boy ♪
♪ Ain't no lies in my rap, got a café ♪
♪ Now it's on the tabloids
♪ New York Timesshit blew my mind ♪
♪ Now the chai on tap for the bad boys ♪
♪ Yerr!
[ Engines revving ]
♪ Man down, put that pressure
♪ Pass out, count it up
♪ Put it in the bag now
♪ Brown man, airport, pat down ♪
♪ Yerr!
♪ Man down, pull up with the ting, don't back down ♪
♪ 20 in the cut, no crackdown ♪
♪ You could say less, it's a wrap now ♪
♪ Man down, man have never left from the back house ♪
♪ 20 in the cut, no crackdown ♪
♪ You could say less, it's a wrap now ♪
♪ Pull up in the Audi
♪ Liquor got me leaning in the foreign like it's Saudi ♪
No!
Please! Please help me!
♪ You know i got way too much to lose, it ain't about me ♪
[ Tires screeching ]
♪ Things just might get messy
♪ Don't let it be you
♪ You know I get petty
Damn it!
[ Birds chirping ]
Morning, baby.
Good morning.
Hold up.
Where are you going dressed like that?
Mm!
To work, same as you.
I always dress like this for work.
Well, shoot, I guess by the time I see you at the hospital
you got scrubs on.
I guess so.
What time do you have to be there?
Ah! Ah.
Cintron, no.
You're gonna make us late for work.
No. You're gonna make us late.
You knew what this dress was gonna do to me.
-This little old thing? -Mm-hmm.
♪ Morning
♪ Mmm
♪ Sex in the morning
♪ All morning, morning
♪ Mmm
♪ Sex in the morning
♪ Mmm
♪ Sex in the morning
♪ Mmm
♪ Sex in the morning
♪ Mmm
♪ Hot sex in the morning
♪ Legs back
♪ Working it
♪ Take it out
♪ Right now
♪ Hair down
♪ Working it
♪ Take it out right now
♪ Take it out
♪ Moonlight turns into sunlight ♪
♪ We do it till it goes back down ♪
♪ The way you look at me lets me know that it feels right ♪
♪ Baby, you don't even got to make a sound ♪
♪ You got me saying...
Yo.
[ Sighs ] Yo?
What the...?
Hold up, hold up.
Unh-unh, nigga.
Don't even come over here with your chest all out
glistening and shit like we good.
We're not good.
Oh, so you're mad for real, huh?
I already said what the fuck I had to say to you, Eric.
You didn't say much of anything.
Just, "Fuck you, kiss my ass." You didn't say shit.
That was e-fucking-nough. You got me fucked up, Eric.
Look, I've been cleared of all that cop shit.
It's not real.
Well, good -- for fucking you. Okay?
Yo, why you acting like this, man?
You said you'd be down for me. What up?
Ain't shit up, nigga!
I know you miss this motherfucking monster.
Act like you don't.
-Maybe I do. -Exactly.
But I am not fucking with you, so move.
I got to go to work.
Some of us have real fucking jobs, okay?
All right. That's fucked up!
Mm-hmm. It is fucked up, Eric.
Carry on!
[ Down-tempo music plays ]
Maybe you should take some time off.
I mean, you just buried your partner today.
Go home.
I can't do that, Chief.
Not until I find, arrest, and lock up Robin Cross
for killing Detective Candice.
But maybe sheshould.
Should what?
Go home. Take some time to grieve.
Candice meant more to me than she did to you.
I'm taking Robin down.
-Hey. -Hey.
I thought you went back into the office.
I was.
But I tried to get in contact with Laylah,
and I haven't been able to contact with her.
Have you talked to her this morning?
No.
Mrs. Trent said that she dropped her off last night at 9:00 p.m.
That's impossible. We were both in the living room at 9:00 p.m.
I know. I thought you called her and told her to stay the night.
Yeah, I was supposed to, but it slipped my mind.
What about her other friends?
I've called all of her other friends,
everybody that I know to call.
-Nobody has seen her. -Shit.
-I'm worried. -Okay.
Robin Cross' phone was last pinged at a location
that burned down last night.
I'm swear to God, Ryan,
if this bitch has anything to do with this...
Wait, wait. What's happening?
We can't get in touch with Laylah.
Oh, my God.
Let's get you some coffee. Come on.
Chief.
DeANDRE: Sean, you're not hearing me, bro.
It's not about the money.
I'm not fucking with y'all niggas no more, period.
That shit went left, bro. No guns, no...
Wow. [ Chuckles ]
Look who it is.
Robin Cross.
DeAndre.
What you done got yourself into?
Nah, 'cause you know that's the only time I ever see you, right?
Look, I need a place to lay low.
Yeah, you know I got you.
You know, I was thinking --
♪ I like to be on you
♪ I don't want to fight
Okay, okay, you're glad to see me.
DeAndre, who the hell is that?!
Um, Bunny, this is Robin.
Robin, this is, um, Bunny.
I don't give a fuck who that is.
Whatever.
Trust me, you don't want this smoke.
Who the fuck is that, your new boo thang?
Yeah, she one of them.
DeAndre, who the hell is that, and why the fuck is she here?
Hey, baby, baby, look at me. Look at me.
-Cool it, all right? -Cool it?
I need a minute.
-BUNNY: A minute? -Yeah, give me a minute.
[ Scoffs ]
Fine. I'm going by the pool.
[ Blender whirs ]
Hey. Put this on your cheek.
So you want to tell me what happened to your face?
It doesn't matter.
Has it got something to do with you having to lay low?
Look, I need to lay low because the cops are looking for me.
Jesus Christ.
Why don't you just hide out at Muther's?
Muther's dead.
The school was destroyed in a fire.
She died in the fire?
No. My brother shot her.
Eric Cross.
So you back reunited with the twins?
Oh, yeah, my siblings know that I'm still alive.
You know, Muther was the only mom that I ever knew.
I'm glad she's dead.
Me too.
Here.
It's good for you.
So, what now?
You and the twins one big happy family?
-Fuck no. -[ Chuckles ]
Does Eric know what you do?
He's been made aware,
You know eventually he's gonna come for you.
I know all about Eric Cross.
And people like you? Krrk.
My brother would never lay a hand on me.
-You sure about that? -Yes.
Well, I guess you're done kidnapping kids, then.
Um...
I took a detective's daughter last night.
[ Laughing ] What the fuck?
Yo, of all, the dumbest shit in the world,
why would you take a detective's daughter?
I guess you can say I'm a woman scorned.
Are you fucking that nigga?
Something like that.
All right, so where's the girl now?
Look, I have no clue.
Motorcycles rolled up on me and took her from me.
They had a sign on their bike called Sinergy.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Let me get this straight.
So you snatch the girl, and then somebody took her from you?
Yeah.
Were they following you? How'd they know?
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Cellphone rings ]
Brian, what's up?
I need a place to stay.
Yo, I heard about the school burning down and Muther dying.
Yeah.
How's your mom, though?
She...
She didn't make it out.
Oh, shit, man, I'm sorry.
But you know what?
Why do y'all always come running to me when shit's fucked up?
"Y'all"?
Yeah, "y'all." Robin's sitting here on my couch right now,
talking 'bout she need a place to lay low
'cause she done snatched some detective's daughter.
Now yourass calling me.
I don't have anything to do with Robin.
Not anymore.
All right, man, you know what? Go to my warehouse.
You know the address.
Nobody's gonna bother you there, all right?
All right, peace.
You make sure you take care of yourself, okay?
I don't want to see you in here anytime soon.
I will, Dr. Cross.
Thank you so much for all you do.
Ohh, it's my pleasure.
Her husband just pulled up in the car.
-I'm gonna walk her out. -[ Woman moaning ]
ERICA: What's going on?
Car accident. She's 35-weeks pregnant.
Okay. We'll take it from here.
[ Moaning continues ]
Okay, lay down, lay down, lay down, lay down.
Nurse, can you apply pressure, please?
-What happened to my daughter? -We need you to wait outside.
WOMAN: I need to know what's going on.
[ Moaning ]
Okay. You know what? She's contracting.
I need a labor and delivery doctor in here now.
NURSE: She's been paged.
It's okay, it's okay. It's gonna be fine.
-Tiffany. -Erica.
Okay, car accident. 35-weeks pregnant.
She's in labor.
Blood pressure -- 169 over 110.
She's seizing. I need a CT scan.
She's preeclamptic. What we need to do is get this baby out now.
Tell labor and delivery we're on our way up.
Will do.
Whew!
Dr. Cross?
That was Tiffany Bradshaw.
Yeah, she's the new labor and delivery doctor.
Actually, she replaced Dr. Marc when he moved back to Italy.
Do you know her?
Yeah, I do, but I haven't seen her in years.
She was my college roommate.
Oh! Well, isn't that great?
Yeah. It's great.
Okay, hold up now.
Do we not like her?
Let me know so I can adjust accordingly.
[ Both chuckle ]
-'Cause you already know. -Yeah, I do know.
And wehad an issue with her in the past.
But today's a new day.
We're gonna let bygones be bygones.
-Okay. -Okay?
Mm-hmm.
Fucking Cross family!
Fucking Cross family.
I got something for they asses.
Yes.
I have some important information on Robin Cross.
-Did we find anything out? -We got nothing, Detective.
What are we doing? What are we doing, people?!
Huh?! Start using your phones!
Use your computers!
We need an Amber Alert.
Hey, hey, hey, hey. Calm down, man.
Before issuing an Amber Alert,
we have to know for sure that she's been abducted
and she's in danger.
Chief, this is my daughter we're talking about,
not just some random citizen.
We don't know where she is. Isn't that enough?
Ryan! Calm down.
We just received an anonymous phone call.
Robin Cross abducted Laylah,
and she's behind the child trafficking in the Heights.
RYAN: What did you just say?
I said Robin Cross took Laylah.
-I'll issue the Amber Alert. -I'm sorry, Miss Minter.
It's gonna be okay. We're find her.
This is your fault, Ryan!
This is your fault!
No, no, we're gonna find her.
We're gonna find her. We're gonna find her.
It's gonna be okay.
This nigga.
Yo.
Yo, look, whatever it is,
I didn't do it, and neither did Erica.
Before you fucking come up here like that, nigga.
-What about Robin? -What aboutRobin?
Where is she?
The fuck I'm 'posed to know?
Robin took my daughter last night,
so somebody better give me some motherfucking answers.
Damn.
Look, man, I'm sorry to hear
about your daughter and all that,
but I know where the fuck Robin is.
-You can find her. -Do I look like a cop to you?
-You can't ask me that shit. -I can and I just did.
Your sister runs the sex trafficking in the Heights.
But you already knew that, didn't you?
Don't know what the fuck you're talking about, boy.
I know you killed Busy and Marty Johnson.
And then you and your sister Erica found those little girls.
Look at you. Real detective, huh?
Don't know what the fuck you talking about, man.
Yeah, you do.
And Detective Candice figured that out.
Oh, rest in peace, by the way.
You guys are heroes,
but you're also partners in crime.
-No clue, bro. -Yeah.
Your sister Robin came after y'all that night
because you're disturbing her business in the Heights.
Look, you can get off my fucking step and go find yourdaughter.
That's what you're looking for, right? Your daughter?
Look, I can't do that, Eric.
I need your help, man. This is what you do.
You find missing children, and my daughter is missing.
How are you gonna sleep at night knowing another kid
was -- was fucking taken right under your nose
by your sister,
when you can stop her and do something about it?
You don't know nothing about me or what I do.
What you talking 'bout, how I'mma feel?
You don't know me, nigga.
I know that every second that I stand here on this step
arguing with you, my little girl is further away.
Fine. Fuck it.
Don't help me.
I know you don't like me, I don't like you.
Exactly.
But don't do it for me. Do it for my daughter.
Do it for Laylah.
Look, man, I know Robin was kidnapped
when she was a child.
Watch it.
Wouldn't you have wanted someone to help her, man?
Obviously, I want somebody to help her.
Exactly. Look, I have a picture of my daughter.
-That's your little girl? -Yeah, man.
Look, if I help you -- if I do --
I need immunity from any charges, okay?
Because I'm gonna get my information
by any means possible.
My wife is the district attorney.
Consider it done.
I need that shit in writing.
As you should. And you'll have it.
Look, I need Robin pardoned for all this shit, okay?
-I can't do that. -It's not Robin's fault.
You don't know what the fuck she been through.
Look, man.
She deserves to be arrested and behind bars.
She's out of her mind, Eric. I can't do it.
I want a pardon, Detective!
You heard?
It's not a game.
What I'll promise you is that I won't kill her.
Because what I really want to do --
I mean, really, really want to do --
is wrap both of my fucking hands around her neck
and squeeze the life out of her.
Yo, get the fuck off my step talking like that.
Go ahead. Get the fuck off my step.
Yeah.
DeANDRE: You know, when I left that school,
I told you to come with me, and your ass didn't fucking listen.
Come where
Here.
Here?
DeAndre, when you left,
you didn't have any of this shit, okay?
You were a teenager without a pot to piss in.
Well, I got the fuck out of that school
and I made a life for myself
A life? You call this a life?
Running guns, gambling rings, and anything else illegal?
Well, I ain't steal no fucking kids. How about that?
That shit makes you better than me?
Yeah, you goddamn right it does.
Fine.
You ain't even care for me anyway, so I'll just leave.
Don't do that shit.
You know damn well that I was in love with you.
And now?
And now I'm not.
Okay, don't go storming out of here
like I hurt your fucking feelings or something,
'cause you and I both know that you ain't got none.
Robin, I am your friend.
All right? And knowing you, I'm the only friend that you got.
But if you want my help,
I need you to do something for me.
What? Fuck you?
-I was gonna do that anyway. -No, stop.
Stop giving yourself to men so easily.
You are so much more than just what's between your legs.
-I don't want sex from you. -Then what do you want?
I want you to go find that girl and give her back.
You damn well know I'm not doing that.
It's not up for debate. I don't need this heat.
And it's about time you start righting your wrongs.
And honestly, I want you to stay.
Fine.
Are you aware that Tiffany Bradshaw
is working in labor and delivery?
Cintron?
-Okay. -Okay?
Yeah. What you want me to say?
I don't know, that you think this is awkward?
No, I don't think it's awkward.
Like I said many times before,
nothing ever happened between me and Tiffany.
It's all in your head.
All right?
Mm-hmm.
-Here's your brother. -What's up?
-Hey. -Just want to...
Yo.
She needs some love or something.
-I need to talk to you. -Okay.
-What's good? -What's going on?
-How you doing? -Good to see you.
Leave you to it.
Saw you looking at him.
What do you want?
Listen, Robin took Detective Ryan's daughter.
What?
And he wants me to help him find her.
-Are you gonna help him? -You already know.
Just can't let that sit on my conscience.
Even if Robin is our sister.
Yeah, well, there's only one person that I know
that might know where she is, and that's Nurse Brian.
That's why I came here. You seen him?
Not yet, no.
You think he even made it out the fire?
I don't know. I can try and reach him.
Yeah. Look, you do that.
I'mma hit the streets and find Laylah, all right?
No, I'll come with you.
No, Robin, wouldn't have left her at the Heights.
She knows we would have got her.
Where I got to go, I got to go alone.
I'mma holla at you, all right, sis?
ERICA: Mm-hmm.
Eric.
I'mma be all right.
[ Cellphone rings ]
Don't hang up.
Why the hell are you calling me?
First off, I'm sorry about your mom.
You don't give a damn about my mama!
That's not true, Brian.
I'm really sorry that that happened.
Save it!
Why are you calling me?
I need to find Robin.
She kidnapped Detective Ryan's daughter,
and I think you may be the only one who knows where she is.
No!
I had to drag my mom's damn body out of a tunnel
with fire all around and choking on smoke so thick,
I couldn't breath!
I had to try with every bit of strength that I had
to pull her till I couldn't pull her another step!
I had to leave my mom to burn
because you wouldn't help me,
and now you call me asking for my help?!
Brian, we had to get those children to safety.
You can understand that, right?
Understand this...
Fuck you, fuck Eric,
fuck Robin, and fuck anybody else
that asks me to do any motherfucking thing!
Fuck all you!
[ Groaning ]
What's wrong?
Did something happen to Nurse Brian?
Yeah, his -- his mom died.
-Oh, no. -Yeah.
Could you inform Mandy about it?
He might need some time off.
Okay, sure.
[ Sighs ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
You're still here.
Yeah.
I just -- I don't know what to do.
Look, Eric Cross is gonna help us find Laylah.
Eric Cross? You trust him?
His sister is the one that took her.
I mean, he's probably giving her a heads-up right now.
I don't think that's the case.
He needs immunity
so he can help us get Laylah back.
He gets his results a little bit differently than the law does.
Okay, I can do that.
[ Cellphone rings ]
Hello?
No, we haven't found out any information yet.
You two girls need to stay on campus.
Hold on.
Hey, sweetheart.
We're doing everything we can to get your sister back,
and we will get her back.
But what we need you to do is stay right there
so we'll know where you are.
Yes.
We love you too. All right, bye.
I need you to go home and get some rest.
I'll call you if anything changes, all right?
I told their mother on her deathbed that I would --
I know, I know.
I know.
Go home, baby.
Okay. I'll go home.
Somebody should be there in case she comes through the door.
Yeah.
Go ahead.
[ Hip-hop music playing]
Yo, Michelle.
Robin just took Detective Ryan's daughter.
Oh, no. Look, I'm so sorry,
I'm out here looking for her right now.
Is there anything I can do?
Keep your ear to the street and you find out anything you can.
Oh, yeah, and ask for immunity too.
I'm gonna have you look over the paperwork when I get it.
Smart.
Okay, look, I'll contact my sources.
As soon as I find out anything, I'll let you know.
All right.
[ Mid-tempo music plays ]
♪ It's so lit right now
♪ So don't trip right now
♪ 'Cause I'm off of 5th right now ♪
♪ World Series, World Series
♪ All the champagne like we won the shit ♪
♪ On the campaign talking mic shit ♪
♪ 'Cause I'm the one that you came to get ♪
♪ And it's so lit
♪ I pull up and park on a Friday ♪
♪ They know I'm family so they pull up the rope ♪
♪ D.J. Quik got the party on tilt ♪
♪ On the third floor girls are doing the most ♪
Hey, yo, Holmes, you lost?
I need to talk to Joaquin, man.
I don't think so. Joaquin don't talk to nobody.
Get the fuck off me, bro.
[ Guns cocking ]
Eric Cross.
It looks like you're in the wrong part of town.
Okay, man, put the fucking gun away, man.
[ Speaking Spanish ] You come to my spot?
[ Speaking Spanish ] And you make demands?
I'mma reach in my pocket. It's a missing girl.
I'mma reach in my pocket and grab the fucking pic, all right?
Tell your mans cool out.
Here's the little girl right here, man.
Still doing the hero shit.
I never stopped.
If I'll help you, what are you gonna give me back?
Come on, man, I ain't got time for games, man.
Do I look like a little kid? [ Speaking Spanish ]
I ain't got time for games.
You speak English if you want to, motherfucker.
I can, but you want to understand shit.
Listen, what do you want?
I want to be just like you. I want to go legit.
You funny. You got jokes, huh? Legit what?
I know you've been buying blocks in the Heights.
So?
So I really want to go legit. I want to change my game.
I want to become just like you when I grow up!
Not going into business with you, motherfucker.
Then you really don't give a fuck about that girl.
And the hero shit, that's all bullshit.
All right, I'll give you 2% of the car wash, all right?
2%? [ Speaking Spanish ]
-Give me 10. -Five, bro.
-Okay, done. -Fuck!
The girl, she's with the Sinergy bike crew.
Okay.
She's with them right now?
Yeah.
All right.
Look for Sean.
Yo.
Sinergy bike gang. All right?
Find out everything you can about them
and some dude named Sean.
Look, I have a former client that's serving a life sentence.
I mean, I could go and talk with him.
ERIC: All right, cool.
[ Ominous music plays ]
[ Music continues ]
You think you're gonna get away with this?
They are just children.
I assure you, you're not.
Your time is up, you sick fuck!
[ Sighs, groans ]
Eric. Eric, I need you and Erica to get to my office now.
Look, I have information about Sinergy
and -- and an auction.
Listen, Eric, Eric, I cannot --
I can't talk about this over the phone.
Please, I cannot say anything else over the phone.
Please get to my office.
See, isn't this nice?
Finally enjoying some time together.
Yeah.
What's bothering you?
Nothing. I'm okay.
-You sure? -Mm-hmm.
You know there's that sushi spot that I want to try.
-Really? -Yeah, I hear it's really good.
-Yeah, you know I love sushi. -I know. [ Laughs ]
I heard they have like 50 different...
Well, look who it is.
Sure, Tiffany, have a seat.
Oh. It's been a long time.
How have you two been?
Still in love, I see.
We've been well. And yourself?
Oh, I've been well too.
Thank you.
Why are you here at this hospital?
Why not?
I mean, the last time we saw each other...
Yeah.
We weren't on good terms, were we?
No, we weren't.
Remember, you told me that you and Cintron --
Let's just change the subject, please.
Yeah.
Maybe that's what's best.
Really? For whom?
All right. That's it.
Come on, let's go.
We're leaving, Tiffany. Enjoy your beverage.
Come on.
Good night.
Just so you know,
I'm gonna go home tonight, and you can sleep alone.
What'd I do?
Popping up on me.
Shit like that will get you killed.
Just because you used to fuck with DeAndre,
don't mean you're gonna be fucking him now.
Let's get this straight.
That's a conversation you should be having with him, not me.
I'm just letting your ass know.
How about you take your threats and shove it up your fake ass?
You heard what the fuck I said.
What are you doing here?
What, you scared?
[ Silenced gunshot, body thuds ]
Fuck!
♪ Foreign
♪ Think this might get messy
♪ Don't let it be you
♪ You know I get petty
♪ What they gon' do?
♪ 24-hour lockdown
♪ It hit the news
♪ They heard all about it
♪ Mmm
♪ Bad ting here and we're laying out ♪
♪ Watching on top boy, mmm, mmm ♪
♪ 50k straight to the bank if they wanna hear me talk, boy ♪
♪ Ain't no lies in my rap, got a café ♪
♪ Now it's on the tabloids
♪ New York Timesshit blew my mind ♪
♪ Now the chai on tap for the bad boys ♪
♪ Yerr!
♪ Man down
♪ Never back out, got to act out ♪
♪ Man down, put that pressure
♪ Pass out, count it up
♪ Put it in the bag now
♪ Brown man, airport, pat down ♪
♪ Yerr!
♪ Man down, pull up with the ting, don't back down ♪
♪ 20 in the cut, no crackdown ♪
♪ You could say less, it's a wrap now ♪