♪ can't judge an apple by looking at a tree ♪
♪ you can't judge honey... ♪
[ Italian accent ] of course he flies off the handle
Every once in a while, but Moe and I --
He's -- we's-a good friends, right, Moe?
Who you calling "Moe"?
[ normal voice ] I'm trying to memorize these lines.
Anne Marie signed up for a play.
She roped me into playing one of the parts.
[ Italian accent ] my italiano -- it's-a good, yes?
That was Italian?
What's the play?
[ normal voice ] it's pretty good.
It's got love, murder, betrayal...
"la fama-Lia" -- no -- "la familia."
Is it funny?
Well...
It's funnier than that.
I don't know, that's pretty funny.
Young man: Hey, five-o.
Don't rush your snack or nothin'.
It's only crime callin'. [ laughs ]
♪ come on in closer, baby ♪
♪ hear what else I got to say ♪
♪ you got your radio turned down too low ♪
♪ turn it up! ♪
♪ oh! ♪
Aw, damn it. Don't run.
♪ you can't judge sugar by looking at the cane ♪
Hey, Tina!
[ glass shatters ]
♪ you can't judge a sister by looking at her brother ♪
Hey! Whoa!
Hey. Hey.
♪ ...Looking at the cover ♪
♪ oh, can't you see ♪
♪ ohhh ♪
Hey!
Forget it.
No, no, I'm getting over this thing.
I ain't no geriatric.
Ain't worth it, whitehead. Ease up.
[ coughs ] [ dogs barking ]
Aah!
Damn it, that brought me back, you son of a bitch!
I still got it!
I'm alive!
[ laughs ]
[ barking continues ]
♪ I'm goin' to Memphis ♪
♪ where the beat is tough ♪
♪ Memphis ♪
♪ I can't get enough ♪
♪ oh, well, it makes you tremble ♪
♪ and it makes you weak ♪
♪ gets in your blood, that Memphis beat ♪
Sync by n17t01 www.addic7ed.com
♪ trust in me ♪
♪ in all you do ♪
♪ have the faith ♪
♪ I have in you ♪
♪ love will see us through ♪
[ chuckles ]
♪ if only you trust in me ♪
♪ why don't you, you trust me? ♪
♪ come to me ♪
[ clattering ]
[ chuckles, groans ]
Ohh.
♪ whoa, yeah, and I'll be strong ♪
No, no, no. Dwight...Don't do it.
Take two minutes. Where's the drill?
There is no drill. Just leave it.
I'm gonna do it...
Later.
[ chuckles ]
♪ while there's a moon, a moon up high ♪
[ sighs ]
What's the matter?
Nothing. I-I got lunch with my mother later.
But...It's okay.
Why don't you try not letting her walk all over you for once?
Uh-huh.
You got to cut that woman off at the pass 'fore she starts in.
Dwight, come on.
What?
Was that just a line you used on me last night --
About being my friend
And not trying to fix everything in my life for me?
No, it wasn't a line.
Great, then.
Great.
♪ come on, daddy, face the future ♪
Not my ex-husband, Dwight.
Me.
♪ and I'll be worthy of you ♪
You're gonna be late.
You look like hell, you dog.
Alex talking in riddles yet, driving you crazy?
She's a woman of depth, whitehead.
She's layered.
Mm. So how long you gonna give it this time around?
You're a sad old man with a dried-up heart.
Tell Anne Marie I'm sorry for her.
Your shirt's buttoned wrong, there, hotshot.
I really appreciate this, Dwight.
I know you guys are busy, but these two...
It's the fouris the bigger kidh we've had the instigator?Art
Uh, you'd think,
But, actually, little Scotty groves is just...
I assume things aren't good at home.
That turd head called me a liar!
'cause you are one!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, come on, come on, come on,
Come on, come on, come on, come on.
Now, break it up. Break it up, here.
Now, what was it -- Mike?
Let's just start from the beginning, here. Now, what happened?
He was bragging about his dad being in the FBI.
'cause he is.
Your daddy's FBI, Scotty?
See? He's just a stupid old truck driver.
H-hey. Hey, hey, hey.
Mike, why don't you wait with, uh, principal Goodman?
You got to stop this fighting and lying, there, son.
It's a downhill, one-way street to nowheresville,
Is what it is.
[ scoffs ] hey!
You want to end up in the penitentiary,
You little pigeon-chested thug?
Peni-what?
What's your daddy make
Of all this brawling you're doing, Scotty?
All right, then how about me and Detective white
Go talk to him about it?
You can't.
Why not?
Terrorists kidnapped him last night.
Ah.
[ clears throat ]
Hey, buddy, everything's gonna be okay.
Not if they don't let him go.
He's gonna miss my first baseball game.
You got yourself a real taste for the dramatics,
Don't you, son?
No, it's true! The terrorists got him.
I heard bad yelling last night.
And I was gonna go get the gun under my brother's mattress
And shoot them all, but I didn't.
And when I woke up for school today, my daddy wasn't there.
You want me to -- to look into it?
Yes. Please.
Hey.
Oh, hey, Murphy, how's your mama?
You guy-- hey.
Sergeant lightfoot, I beg your forgiveness.
I am late paying this ticket.
And please, please, please don't haul me away.
Okay, Mrs. Hendricks,
But you are gonna owe me in trade.
Sergeant, you are a married man.
It's an open marriage, Mrs. Hendricks.
Mrs. Hendricks? Excuse me.
As in Dwight Hendricks' mother?
Yes.
I'm Tanya rice, the new lieutenant.
Oh, are you? Oh, I'm so pleased to meet you.
Oh, you know, Dwight has just told me bits and pieces,
But he didn't tell me how gorgeous you are.
Oh, well... Oh, yes, you are.
The last lieutenant... Was not gorgeous.
[ laughs ]
Well, now, you got to tell me something.
Where did you get these cute little jeans?
W-- oh, you don't think I'm trying to look too young?
Oh, pfft.
Well, they're called "skinny jeans."
[ chuckling ] I don't know.
The girdle is built in.
Goodbye, spanx.
I know! [ laughs ]
Why don't you come up to my office and have some sweet tea?
Our air conditioner conked out.
Oh, aren't you nice?
You got a fridge up there now?
Oh, I have a microwave...
[ engine shuts off ]
[ birds chirping ]
[ car doors shut ]
Terrorists?
Scotty, we're gonna have to have a long talk about this.
Now, I want you to go on upstairs, all right?
Go on, sugar. Scoot.
Oh, I am so sorry
Y'all had to come all the way out here.
Can I get you a cold glass of water or something?
No. No, thank you.
Looks like your boys get along.
Oh, yeah, they do... Until they don't.
Troy thinks Scotty's a real hoot, and he is.
He's not doing too well in school, though.
None of his teachers seem to see his potential.
Boy, I do.
I just don't see how you can miss it.
Scotty, go on upstairs, honey.
Troy, did you say hi to the officers?
Detectives.
Oh. Detectives.
Say hi to the detectives.
Hi.
[ indistinct talking on television ]
So, the story Scotty told us?
Oh, yeah, that was -- last night, me and his dad,
We were were arguing about our bank "terrorizing" us
'cause were late on a payment,
And so they've been trying to foreclose.
So, your husband's okay, then, ma'am?
Cleo. Oh, I hope so.
He's just working. He's a truck driver.
He said he was going on a long cotton haul.
Uh-oh.
Oh, that's nothing.
It's just -- we have, uh, trouble with the wiring.
It'll come on.
Yeah, Billy -- he's been taking up more work lately,
And he was just gone bright and early this morning.
Oh, I...
All right, I think that's our cue.
All right, well,
Thank you so much for bringing Scotty home safe.
And sorry for your trouble.
You should have your husband look at that wiring.
It -- it ain't safe.
Will do.
Take care.
You notice the sick kid had resin stains on his fingers?
[ cellphone vibrates ] smokes pot.
Hell, I did, too, when I was his age.
Still would be if it weren't for body-hurling asthmatic attacks.
Alex sends me an e-mail,
Says, "don't read this if you're driving."
But it don't say nothin' else.
[ chuckles ]
I'd say this is not about the words, my friend.
[ chuckles ] damn it.
She knows I use this thing for work.
She don't stop to think. Girl just acts.
She's a bohemian. That's what you get.
Detective, you said you were gonna help.
Look, son, just go inside and talk to your mama.
She'll explain.
She said you weren't gonna do nothin'.
You're the liar!
Something's off mom's a good woman,
Claims dad's out hauling cotton,
But she's nervous about something.
Could be just the foreclosure,
But I don't know.
That kid had a look in his eyes, you know?
He's too wound up for this to be nothing.
All right, get into it --
See if you can get a location on this father.
Will do. Hey. Your mother came in today.
We really hit it off.
You know we both belong to the curves out on Monroe?
How about that?
Sutton: Hey, Dwight, your mama's boyfriend's downstairs.
Dwight! There you are.
Hey, listen, I'm sorry to barge in on you like this.
Can we talk?
I'm working here, Tony.
Well, ll walk with you, then, if that's okay.
Look, uh, this is about what happened the other night.
Oh, the -- the night I saw you up in the club
With, what, your niece?
No. No. It -- it was exactly what it looked like.
I won't lie -- that young thing had me
Eating out of the palm of her hand.
But all it means is I get to pick up the bar tab.
I know that.
You don't need to explain yourself to me, Tony.
Well, I --
Lightfoot, your stepbrothers still grow cotton?
Yeah, and, uh, buckwheat and sunflowers.
They say diversity -- cotton harvest happen yet?
Oh. Yeah, last weekend.
Look, I want to level with you.
I just want to level with you.
I-I know I'm not for everybody, Dwight. I know that.
But I really like your mom, and I think she likes me.
And beyond all that good Southern upbringing,
Which I adore, I can see she's nobody's fool.
But you know what? She listens to me.
And that's awfully important to a guy who likes to talk.
You know what I'm saying? D.
Greenback's looking for you.
Well, so...We're gonna see each other again, Dwight.
We already have.
What are you doing here, then?
Well, I-I -- I don't know.
I just thought maybe --
Look, Tony...
Mama can do whatever she wants.
But don't expect me to start playing tag football
With you in the park on Sundays.
You get me?
Dwight, I checked on Billy groves.
Dispatch said he was scheduled to work this morning
But didn't.
What happened?
All they know is his rig broke down.
But that was yesterday morning.
Yeah, Billy brought that truck in for service yesterday,
About 7:00 A.M.
What happened when Billy left? Somebody pick him up?
Well, he started out walking,
Got a bit up the road, and then, yeah, he got picked up.
Okay. By who? What kind of car was it?
Town car -- older model, maybe '87, midnight blue.
Who was driving?
Had a black guy driving and a white boy riding shotgun.
Anything else about these guys?
Seem like friends of his? I don't know.
You got friends beat the living hell out of you,
Toss you in a car, and then peel out?
Can I go back to work now? No.
Are you telling me that you see someonget beat up,
Tossed in the back of a car,
And you don't even call the police?
Look, I got my own golden rule --
"you do for others what they do for you."
All Billy ever did for me was be a cheap prick.
I guess the kid was on to something, after all.
I'm sorry I lied to you.
I was still hoping that Billy would turn up this morning
And that this whole nightmare would be over.
I don't know what he's tangled up in.
But he can't be gone. My boys need their daddy.
So, truth now -- when's the last time you saw him?
Last night.
These two guys drove him home.
You know who these two guys were?
I never seen them before.
They were outside for a while,
And they were yelling at him.
What'd they look like?
One was black and bald and kind of young, maybe 30.
And the other was white,
And he looked like he lifted weights a lot.
What about the car?
It was big, a four-door, blue.
So they drove up, yelled. What next?
Well, Billy came inside,
And he had a big cut over his eye.
And I started in on him about the bank,
And that's what Scotty heard.
And then he said, "I'm going out with those guys,
And I'll be back soon."
And then he, uh...
He didn't come back.
So, he'd been up to something
To make up the money you owed the bank?
Honey, you got to tell us everything --
What he was into, who he owed, all of it.
Cleo, we don't find him quick, you may never see him again.
He said the less I know about what he's doing, the better.
How was he acting the last few days?
He was on the phone a lot to, uh, somebody named Flynn.
But that could be anybody, you know, about anything.
The guys outside,
They were calling him "scarecrow," though.
And I thought that was weird.
Oh, no.
Sorry. Um, can we talk somewhere?
Sorry, Dwight, but I got something here,
And I figure it's better we talk out of earshot,
So as not to worry the missus.
Well, you might want to drop the "oh, no" next time.
That's a good point. So?
I think Billy's a straw buyer.
What?
That's a middleman who buys firearms from a gun shop
And then turns around and sells those guns to felons.
I know what a straw buyer is, Sutton.
I mean why do you think that --
'cause those guys were calling him "scarecrow"?
Yeah.
And you throw in the name "Flynn,"
Which likely stands for Marty Flynn
Over at goose's guns, where...
I got a v.I.P. Pass,
And I think we got something here.
Selling guns can be a dangerous business.
Kind of thing could get you kidnapped.
Hey, what goes on beyond these doors,
Even in the parking lot,
Not something can be blamed on me.
All right, then.
So you won't blame us when we start doing surveillance
In that parking lot every night.
Now, look, Flynn, you're gonna cough up names,
And you're gonna cough them up now.
Flynn, we got all day.
Fine. Have a look around.
See something you like, give me a holler.
I've said all I'm gonna.
Ah, heck with it.
We're here.
Let me see them six-shooters. They look pretty sweet.
These here are my pride and joy.
You ever see the movie, uh,
"the good, the bad and the ugly"?
W-what -- what are you doing? W-- hey, cut that out.
What are you doing to my guns?
Come on, man. Don't do that. Don't mess with my guns.
Oh, man. Always wanted to do that.
That's one heck of a gun.
So, who was Billy selling guns to?
How about "dirty harry"? You seen those movies?
Should see what I can do with a .44.
Fine. Billy was doing business outside,
Working out of the back of his caprice.
But y'all are barking up the wrong tree.
Billy's been out of the gun game for months.
What game was he working?
'cause something got him kidnapped.
All I know is the last time I saw him,
He said some crap about,
"I'm moving on to greener pastures, Flynn."
Thanks, Flynn.
[ sighs ]
"greener pastures" could be money laundering.
Or lawn maintenance, maybe.
No, Billy was growing weed.
Explains the resin on the kid's hands,
Why the power kept going out at their house.
Takes a lot of juice to power those grow lamps.
I'll call lightfoot, get the dogs.
♪ I carried my baby to the candy stand ♪
♪ oh, yeah, oh, yeah ♪
♪ she got stuck on the candy man ♪
♪ mm-hmm, mm-hmm ♪
Whitehead: Whew!
What the hell?
We were fighting for the gun,
And it just went off.
And I shot him. Okay, back up, Cleo.
Take us back to Billy coming in that night.
Well, he came in.
He was bloody from fighting with those two guys,
And he was in a real dark mood,
And I knew where it was going.
So I finally said to him,
"I'm leaving.
I'm gonna take the boys, and I'm leaving."
Then what happened?
He pulled out his gun, and he pointed it at me.
He'd done the gun bit before.
But he seemed different this time --
Madder, maybe, 'cause he got beat up.
I don't know.
Or maybe I was different.
I don't know.
And did the kids come into the room?
No. No, no. They were upstairs.
Well, Scotty was upstairs.
And then Troy come downstairs.
Troy got involved?
No, no, he didn't get --
He w-- came in toward the end of it,
When we were still struggling with the gun.
Keep going.
I'm sorry.
I should've went to the police, I know.
I'm sorry.
I just panicked. I didn't know what to do.
And I wanted this all to be over with.
But that's when Troy spilled it
About the pot in the shed out back.
You're telling us you had no idea about the pot out back?
No. Billy kept it hidden.
And he told me not to go near his stuff.
But the boy was in on it?
Troy listened to his daddy. We all did.
Where's the gun, Cleo?
In the Mississippi.
So you covered up a crime scene, buried a body,
Drove all the way to South Memphis
In the middle of the night to throw the gun in the River,
And you still made it back in time to send your boy to school?
Yeah. It was adrenaline, I guess.
Cleo. [ telephone ringing ]
Where's Troy?
Scotty: He went out in the truck
Soon as y'all brought the dogs.
He took the gun from under his mattress.
[ ringing continues ]
Answer the phone, Cleo.
Troy was protecting me!
He saved my life!
Please! You don't know how Billy treated us!
He's just a kid!
Answer it.
[ telephone beeps ]
Hello?
Baby, where are you?
Are you all right?
I want you to just stay put, okay,
And don't do anything.
We're gonna figure this out.
Troy.
Troy?
Cleo, where is he?
[ police radio chatter ]
Kid's inside. He's armed.
I ran into your mama this morning over at curves.
We got to talking.
I was telling her about Rodney, my youngest.
He is wise beyond his years.
But when I decided to go back to my faith,
Rodney did not support me.
I found myself in church,
But not really able to be in church.
Know what I'm talking about, Dwight?
But Rodney, being wise, he -- he put hisself aside,
And now he accompanies me every Sunday.
He backs my joy, Dwight. Think about it.
Positions, people! I'm going in!
Troy?
I'm lieutenant rice.
You okay?
Troy?
I'm not armed.
I'm not gonna hurt you.
Put the gun down.
No. No way.
Let's talk about what happened the other night.
It was an accident.
I believe you.
No, you don't. You're just saying that.
Nobody's ever gonna believe me,
So I'm not gonna waste my breath, okay?
Okay.
Then tell me something else.
Why'd you come to this place?
I don't know.
Oh, you're smarter than that, Troy.
Out of all the places you could've gone,
You picked this one.
I'm just interested to know why.
I figured I'd have fun for the last time in my life.
All right? But it sucks, 'cause the electricity don't work.
Yeah.
He beat the hell out of her!
All the time!
And me, too!
And Scotty! [ siren wails ]
And when she tried to protect us,
He'd just go worse at her,
Say he was gonna kill her if she told anybody.
I hate him!
And I am not going to jail for him!
All right? I'm not!
Troy, put the gun down [ breathon the ground right now.
No!
Fine.
But I'm coming closer.
I'm coming closer so we can talk better.
Let's talk about your father.
I know you have had a hard time lately.
I never had it hard like you.
My daddy was a great daddy.
He was tough as hell on me, but -- strict.
He never even let me go on a date till my 18th birthday.
Really?
Even then, I couldn't go by myself.
What about the guy you were dating?
That had to make him feel like a chump.
Okay, he was a chump.
[ chuckles ]
He never opened a door for me.
You open the door for your girlfriend?
Yeah, I do. [ sniffles ]
My mom said I got to do it for her and for all ladies.
Your mama is a wise lady.
Yeah.
Man, I hate him so much.
Troy, come on. Pull yourself together.
I believe you when you say what happened was an accident.
I came down from my room.
My dad was all beat up and scaring my mom.
[ sniffles ]
So I went to the closet where we keep the colt,
And I held it up at him...
Thinking I'd scare him.
But we started tussling over it,
And he swung me across the room, and it went off.
All right, but it was an accident.
Okay.
Come on. Come over here.
Come here.
You're a good man.
I'll call your mama.
And I'm gonna be down at the station by the time you get there.
Don't worry.
Watch your head, darling.
It's gonna be all right.
Straight towards that barrel, she walked.
[ sighs ] what?
Kid said he got the colt out of the closet,
Where it was kept.
Correct. Scotty said Troy keeps the gun under his mattress.
Said it twice.
So Troy lied about where the gun was kept.
Why?
Maybe it changes how it looks.
Maybe it wasn't such an accident.
Maybe there's a bunch more lies
Where this one's coming from.
Sort it out, detectives.
I brought you something.
Hey, a new glove. Thanks.
Needs some breaking in to be perfect.
Yeah.
Thank you for bringing him back.
Cleo, we thought it would be a good thing
If we went over that night.
You can show us exactly what happened.
All right? All right.
Troy, why don't you stand where you stood that night
When you first came down?
And where were you?
I was right here in the kitchen.
You be the dad.
Be the dad. Get me? Mm-hmm.
All right, where was Billy?
He came in through here.
And he was just yelling at me,
And I was talking back.
And I turned away from him, but then he was pointing at me.
He started yelling in my face.
And then he grabbed me.
Troy: And I was here and saw them fighting.
So I went to the closet...
And he pushed me.
I grabbed the gun.
And, uh, my dad grabs it.
And, uh, we tussle over it.
Then he pushes me.
Agun was in my hand,ere and it went off.
All right, let's do it again.
Okay. You were here.
Billy came in.
He came in, we argued, and...
You come in.
You go to the closet, get the gun,
Struggle with the gun.
Hits the wall.
Gun goes off.
All right. All right, let's do it one more time.
Come on. You come down.
You go to the closet.
You get the gun.
Faster, faster. Come on.
[ claps hands ]
Shakes her.
One more time.
All right, come on.
Show me. In her face, pointing, shaking her.
You come down. You see it. Push her.
Where were you going, Troy?
You going upstairs to get your gun?
No. I forgot that I stopped on the steps.
You stopped right there that night? Yeah.
Or you stopped right there, right now,
Because you've been lying to me
And you were going upstairs to get your gun that night.
No, I stopped that night 'cause he was laughing.
Who? Dad. He said he found it.
He knew the gun was under my mattress.
So where did I think I was running to?
So if I thought I was gonna be some hotshot hero for my mom,
I was wrong, and that the gun wasn't there no more.
Then what happened?
I knew he must have put it back in the closet,
So, like before, I beat him down the hallway, grabbed it,
And then, you know, all the rest.
Okay, let's -- whitehead: Wait a second, wait a second.
What is this?
What? Nothing. I didn't --
Did he do that to you?
No, this -- this is from my curling iron the other day.
He didn't punch me. It's just a burn.
All right, well, I guess we're done here.
[ birds chirping ]
Nice, huh?
Oh, Dwight, I am floored.
This is -- this is c'est bon.
[ chuckles ]
What do you think, Paul?
Oh, Dwight, I can't believe you did this.
I just love all the candles.
Did you just call her "Paul"?
Don't you love that, Dwight?
[ laughs ] I've never had a nickname.
It's magnifique.
Oh. [ chuckles ]
En français. En français.
[ chuckles ]
Dwight, did you know that Tony lived in Paris?
No, I didn't know that.
Oh, he's been all over the globe.
He's just accomplished so much.
No kiddin'.
So, uh, d-does mama --
I'm sorry, does Paul ever tell you about my dad?
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
It sounds like we could've been good friends.
Mm. Dwight --
Did she tell you he won the, uh, mpd medal of valor?
How about we talk about me?
[ chuckles ] [ chuckles ]
Let's go there.
Let's take that trip.
Enough about me. What do you think of me?
[ both chuckle ]
"Paula Ann, what are your prospects for getting to Paris?"
"oh, slim to none."
[ Italian accent ] sometimes my mama, she tease me.
She said, "Fredo, you don't belong-a to me.
The gypsies -- they leave you on the doorstep."
And sometimes I begin to believe her.
[ laughs ] sounds good enough to me.
Your eyes are just...
So the mayor says to my dad -- and I'll never forget this --
He said, "I've known a lot of brilliant men in my life,
But you, sir --"
You look lovely in coral.
Thank you.
Now, some guys have issues with doing housework,
But...Not him.
I've only been to Paris by way of the travel channel.
And "gee-gee."
"Gigi."
Oh, "Gigi"? Yeah, that's how you pronounce it.
Oh, do they? Is it just like that?
Yeah, it's very, very sexy.
Oh, my golly. Mm-hmm.
Just like you tonight.
I can't imagine how Memphis is holding a man like you.
It's not Memphis.
It's you.
I might draw some comparisons, too.
Well, I can't wait to take you.
As long as you're able, you know? Yeah.
Well, here's to edelweiss.
Here's to edel-- oh, my goodness.
[ chuckles ] you're gonna make me turn the color of my jacket.
Ohh!
It's so melodic.
Would I even be understood?
Would they send me back to Memphis?
No, no, no. It's more the expression on your face.
Sorry, I got to go.
Dwight?
[ cellphone rings ] [ normal voice ] cut, cut, cut, cut.
Sorry. Forgot to turn this thing off.
Let's, uh -- let's take -- take five.
Hello?
Hey, what are you doing?
I'm in the middle of a dress rehearsal. Why?
Bon appétit.
The mom did it.
Okay, Dwight. Tell me a tale.
We saw a burn mark on Cleo's cheek.
It was covered with makeup.
She says it's from a hot curling iron.
Done that. Got a couple of scars around my ears to prove it.
Hot Shell casing can do the same thing if you're left-handed
Pulling the trigger on a right-handed gun,
'cause the casings eject to the right side,
Can burn your cheek.
Do we know that she's left-handed?
She is. Whitehead: How?
Based on what that kid said?
'cause I saw her sewing.
Night in question, Troy did run upstairs,
Get his gun from under the bed,
And here's why he's been lying.
He gave it right to his mama.
Kid's a minor. He's only 15.
If Cleo did it and Troy takes the fall,
They're thinkin' nine months in juvie.
He's home to graduate High School.
Whereas Cleo could face a life sentence.
And Scotty'd grow up without a mama around.
We need a confession.
You can't do this to your son.
We know you killed Billy.
What are you talking about?
I don't know what the detectives are telling you,
But that's not what's happened at all.
I'll tell you what they're thinking,
'cause I just talked to them.
And they're watching us now.
Trading eight or nine months of your son's life --
It's not easy,
But it's a small price to pay
For you to avoid a life in prison.
Now, the men around here are not good at math,
But they surely view that
As a rotten, selfish thing to do.
Oh, but you don't, 'cause we're both women,
And so those men are just judging me too harsh,
Is that it?
No, they just don't understand why you're doing it.
Cleo, I understand why you're doing this.
I'm a mother of five.
I would do the same thing...
If I knew there was a guarantee.
What guarantee?
That's the wrinkle. There is none.
You know, Troy may not be tried as a juvenile like you think.
What are you talking about? He's just 15.
15-year-old boys charged with murder
Can Ando go to prison.
It's at the discretion of the judge.
You're gambling, Cleo.
Are you sure that's what you want for Troy?
[ sobbing ]
[ sniffles ]
He did it.
[ sniffles ] ]
He did it.
And that's what happened.
You could be tried as an adult for this.
Depend on the judge, but you could go to prison.
Oh.
We told your mom about this, too,
And you know what she said?
Same thing she's been saying --
That you did it.
Your mama loves you. She's a good mama.
But she can't ask you to take a risk like this.
Hey, she didn't ask me to do a thing.
People forget, I got a brain, too.
And I know what I'm doing.
Even knowing you could be losing years of your life
For something you didn't do?
Maybe it'll change things for me...
Which sucks.
But any which way,
My little brother's gonna be okay.
I could go at Cleo again.
She's conflicted.
Boy needs his mama.
Bring Cleo.
Hey, Scotty.
Hi.
How's it going? Good.
Like my glove?
Love it. I got one just like that at home.
You do? Yeah.
It's brown and black, too, just like that. That's cool.
Hi, honey.
Hi.
We're gonna get you home, okay?
Okay.
[ knock on door ]
Oh, Dwight! Morning, mama.
Oh, morning.
Dwight.
Hope you two worked up an appetite.
Oh!
[ laughing ]
I love you. Love you, too.
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[ telephone ringing ]
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Dwight: Talk.
[ answering machine beeps ]
Alex: Hello? Where are you?
Are you sleeping? Wake up, sleepy man.
Hey, I was thinking about making you dinner.
We could eat outside under the stars with the bugs.
Ohh, but wait, let's do it late,
'cause I got to go to dmv.
Stupid registration expired.
Are they even open on weekends?
[ smoke alarm beeping ] ugh -- oh, shoot.
My pancakes are on fire. Great.
[ clattering ] Dwight, I got -- oh, I got to go.
I'm sorry. Okay. I want to see you.
I miss you. Goodbye.
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