(upbeat jazz music)
(ominous music)
- [Woman] My Lord!
Who go what with the queen-- (laughing)
- The queen doth not quench the royal fires
that burn within my loins. (laughing)
- Then I am to be the water bearer?
- See, you went there, you went...
Oh yeah, got that, whoo hoo hoo!
- You so nasty. - No, bed wench.
Just thirsty.
(laughing)
- So,
when do I get upgraded?
- [Man] Upgraded?
- Yeah.
From
bed wench
to queen.
- Unhappy with your station?
We aren't playing anymore, are we?
Angie.
- Brian, I should at least have a key.
I mean, I practically live here.
- It's not the key.
- Well, then, what is it?
The ring?
- We've been through with this, before.
I thought we had an understanding.
Oh, I understand.
We split restaurant bills.
I mean, we call each other on birthdays,
sometimes.
I love you.
Don't you love me? - I just
don't think
I'm ready for all of that, Angie.
(sighs)
I like the way things are.
Titles bring
complications.
Bullshit, Brian.
Bull shit. - Bullshit?
20% of my check going to a woman who once
had a title ain't bullshit.
(scoffs) - Oh, fuck this.
- I'm sorry, Angie, but I been through hell
because of some damn title, so
excuse me for being a little apprehensive.
- Oh, no, not apprehensive,
full of shit, chicken shit.
I am not your goddamn ex-wife.
Hell, I'm not even your girlfriend.
But that impose too much of a burden
due to the restrictions of bearing some fucking title.
- How the hell did we get here?
- We been here, Brian.
If I'm just somebody you're fucking,
at least have the courtesy
to leave some money on the nightstand.
- Angie.
(phone rings)
Aw shit!
(mumbles)
Hello.
Vic?
It's three in the morning, man.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
You're talking too fast.
(chuckles)
What? Are you drunk?
Where are you?
What?
(ominous music)
What?
(knocking on door)
- [Victor] Oh, shit, man, shit, man!
What the fuck are we gonna do?
It was an accident, man.
I swear to God it was an accident.
- I prayed this was a joke. - We could go to jail.
Look at me, man!
I'm a lawyer!
Be somebody's fuck toy
in a week. - I prayed to God
this would be some sick, fucking--
- I know this place way out in the sticks, man.
We can go there,
but we gotta hurry.
- Jesus! - Brian!
Man, help me.
- [Brian] What you want me to do?
- Help me pull a Houdini, man,
Just a disappearing act. - Disappearing?
- I keep a shovel out in the car, man.
- I don't think I can-- - Brian, listen to me!
- Fuck, fuck, fuck. - I can't go to jail.
- Fuck, fuck, fuck.
- Help me, man, lift up your brother.
Goddammit, Brian, please.
Okay, okay, I got it.
I gotta clean this place up.
(dramatic music)
- [Brian] Are you sure she's dead?
- I think so.
You the paramedic, man, check her.
- [Brian] How did this happen?
- Like I said,
it was an accident.
I tried pressing my fingernails into my temples.
You ever done that?
See, the brain's amazing, but it can be tricked.
See, it can't concentrate on more than one
pain sensation at a time.
Headaches are dull pains.
Sharp pains like
digging your fingernails into your temples
overrides dull pains, so
the theory is that,
well, if you create a sharp pain,
then the brain has to ignore the dull one, the headache,
so the headache is supposed to go--
- Vic!
- What the hell happened?
- What happened, man, I still have the headache.
- Fuck your goddamn headache!
How can you be so calm.
There's a dead woman in the trunk of your car.
Dead, because you killed her.
Fuck!
Fuck! - Hey, hey, hey!
It's your natural tendency to be a pussy
that's gonna get us both fucked.
- Well, Vic, you right, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I should treat this like any other Friday
when I'm up at four o'clock in the morning
driving in the woods
to bury a dead fucking body! - Stop yelling at me!
- Fuck!
Jesus!
What the fuck am I...
Charlotte.
You been fucking around on Charlotte?
- That is a separate issue, Brian.
We need to focus on the problem at hand.
- Oh, no, that is the problem at hand.
If you were home
like you were supposed to be...
Where does she think you are?
- [Victor] Exactly where I am,
with you. - With me?
I was with Angie all night.
If she had called-- - She wouldn't have called.
- How do you know? - Has she called before?
- [Brian] Before when, Vic?
How long has this been happening?
- Since before Charlotte.
- Jesus.
You couldn't stop whoring around
after you got married? - This ain't...
Look, don't take the moral high ground with me
and start preaching the virtues of marriage.
Look, I'm not the one paying alimony.
- You comparing this situation to a failed marriage?
Vic!
There's a body in the goddamn trunk!
- It was a game,
Brian.
Role playing.
We have code words, words other than stop or no,
because those words are part of the game.
I never heard the code word.
- Jesus, Vic. - She begged me to do more.
To hurt her more.
And I loved it.
I loved to hear her beg.
Have you ever heard a woman beg before,
I mean, really beg?
I mean, like she truly feels
that if she doesn't...
She wouldn't have died.
- Vic.
You killed your woman.
- It's a game, bro. - No!
No, man, it's no game.
(sighs)
- How was the game?
Did you win?
- I killed him.
- You're just now getting in?
- Yeah.
- Long game.
Well, I was gonna wait up for you.
It just got to late.
Glad I didn't.
(smooching)
Sweetie, you want some breakfast?
- Yeah, I could eat also.
- That's what I'm talking about.
- I'm tired.
- That's cool.
But just lay there.
I'll be back.
- I said
I'm tired.
(whimpering)
Okay?
- Okay. - Okay.
Charlotte, I'm sorry.
- It's okay.
(mellow hip hop music)
- Brian?
(Brian retching)
Brian?
Baby, what's wrong?
Are you all right?
Brian, what the hell is going on?
(crying)
- [Brian] Fuck.
Fuck.
- Brian.
You scaring me.
Baby, you scaring me.
Tell me what happened.
Is it Victor?
Oh my god, did something happen to Victor?
- Victor's fine.
- Then what's wrong, baby.
- It was an accident.
(stuttering) Accident.
Victor
hit somebody.
A car accident.
- Did anybody get hurt?
- It was bad.
It was bad.
- Then why did he call you?
- 'Cause I'm his brother.
- [Victor] Little early, aren't you?
Party's not till four.
Where's Brian?
- [Angie] The station.
Said he had to work a few hours.
Can we talk?
- [Victor] About what?
- [Angie] It won't take long.
- [Man On TV] Come to me.
Please, let me live, I'm too young to die.
(monster growls) (man screaming)
- Well, that was informative.
- Vic, wait. - Fuck do you want, Angie?
And I swear to God,
if you try to sell me on some new home business opportunity,
I'mma punch you in the goddamn face.
- motherfucker, I ain't Charlotte.
You swing on me, I'm swinging back.
- Well, I see don't much change.
- Vic, I did not come here to fight with you.
- Oh yeah?
(chuckles)
Well, what did you come here for?
- I need to talk about Brian.
- Well, then, you need to be talking to Brian.
- I did. - Yeah?
And what did he say?
- He said you had a car accident.
(laughing)
- Well, then, that's what happened.
- Uh, your car looks okay to me.
- Okay.
There's a $50,000 automobile fully paid for
with my name on the title,
and the best compliment you can give it is okay.
You got no class, Angie.
I mean, it doesn't look damaged.
- That's 'cause the car in the driveway ain't my car.
It's a loaner.
My car's in the shop.
I took it to the dealer this morning.
See, when you have a $50,000 car,
you just can't take it to Quickie Lube.
I took it to the dealer,
and the dealer gave me a loaner.
You thought Brian was lying to you, didn't you?
- I didn't know what to think.
I've never seen Brian like that.
- Huh.
You wanna know what I think?
I think trust is a road best left traveled
by those with sincere intentions.
Do you remember saying that shit to me?
Said it meant trusting others is easy when yourself,
you're trustworthy.
You feel trustworthy?
- Fuck does that mean? - It means why are you here?
To talk about Brian.
- You don't believe him, so you'd why believe me.
- I just want a confirmation.
This is what you wanted.
You still full of shit.
Now I remember why I stopped fucking you.
- Yeah?
Well, now remember why I started fucking your brother.
- Brian Charles. (chuckling)
I gotta admit, I was real surprised to hear from you.
- It's been a while. - Too long.
Now, it ain't quite Sunday,
so I won't start preaching at you.
Something wrong?
- My parents loved this place.
- Original members of my congregation.
Folks would say,
"Now what that young boy know about preaching?"
But your parents,
your mother in particular,
would tell me,
"God don't put no restrictions on the messenger."
- Yeah.
They loved this church.
Loved you.
- And I loved them too.
Like they was my own parents.
Hardest eulogy I've ever preached.
You and Victor?
You were like little brothers to me.
When they died,
I felt like I lost my own mother and father.
- Only time I ever had to
really deal with death.
- How is Victor?
(sighs)
- "Love the family as Jesus
"loved the church."
Does that mean unconditional?
- Well, now, you're paraphrasing, but
I don't quite remember a clause or subsection to that verse,
I would have to assume yes.
- Even if it means doing something you know to be
wrong?
I mean, real wrong.
Wrong in the eyes of man and God?
What if
doing right for the family
meant
turning your back on God and everything you believe?
- If you're doing what's right for the family,
how can that be wrong in the eyes of God?
- [Woman] You got it.
You got it. - Hell, you fine.
- Where you going? - Outside.
- See you later.
- Hey, Jas, hey Biz. - Hey.
- [Woman] Hey, what's up, Trina, Tina.
Come on back down and play.
- [Kids] Okay.
- [Man] Yo, Paul.
Come and go check this out. - Alright.
- [Charlotte] Hey ladies.
- Hey Charlotte. - Hot damn, how are you?
- When that movie gonna be on, girl?
(giggling)
- [Man] I like the big-breasted woman over there,
for real. - Hey, hey, boys.
- Hey, how you doing?
- Am I disturbing this male bonding moment?
Let me guess.
The topic is either what, sports, cars, or women?
- Actually, we just having a rather
philosophical discussion. - Yeah. Yeah, I bet.
Hey, there, Paul.
- Charlotte.
- Hey, guys, can we move this conversation towards those
Friday night poker games?
Please.
(train whistle blowing)
Do not stay out late all night,
okay? - Charlotte.
Shouldn't our guests be attended to?
- Like I was saying, dude,
yo, babe's titties are so big.
They get any bigger,
she gonna have to pay property taxes on them jokers,
you know what I'm saying.
- Vic, have you heard from Brian?
- What's up, man?
Damn.
I didn't know Brian was hiding all that.
- Hey, hey.
That's rude, bro.
- Yo, man, I'm just fucking around, man.
- "I'm just fucking around," you always fucking around.
Go on, go on.
♪ Just hop inside I got the keys to the ride
♪ We stopped at Wentworth
♪ Picked up a sack and rolled with that
♪ You can get smashed in case you down with genuine draft
- Look, I'm sorry, alright.
- I should tell Brian.
Or maybe even Charlotte.
- That wouldn't be smart.
- Vic, you don't scare me.
- Have I heard from Brian?
Me?
- Asshole.
(door slams)
- You alright, honey?
- Your husband.
- What girl? Is he being an asshole?
(giggles) It's part of his charm.
But of course, you know that, right.
You been wondering if I knew.
Well, I do.
Hey girl, it doesn't bother me.
I wasn't a virgin when Vic met me.
It's okay.
- But awkward. - Yeah, at first.
As Vic says,
"Trust is a road best traveled
"by those with good intentions."
Some shit like that.
I mean, you gotta trust your husband, right?
May I ask you something?
- Sure.
- Why did you two break up?
Look girl, I'm not marked fragile.
Go ahead.
- I caught him cheating.
Again.
And I snapped.
I mean, I went off.
motherfucker this, motherfucker that.
By the time I got to the third mother,
I was looking up at the ceiling tasting blood in my mouth.
(scoffs) I don't even remember the second hit or third.
- Charlotte, we need some more meat for the grill.
You been running your mouth?
- Maybe.
(crying)
(firecracker banging)
- Firecrackers. You like firecrackers?
- Ooh, firecrackers. How exciting.
- Shut up.
Damn kids.
- Brian?
- Vic.
- Hey, man,
everybody's been looking - We need to talk.
- In a minute. - Now, goddammit!
- Alright.
I need to get this shit off me anyway.
- Brian, I have been paging you all day.
Where have you been? - I'm sorry.
- Brian, what's going on?
- I need to talk to Vic,
then I promise I'll talk to you, okay?
Okay?
- Wait, what's wrong?
- I don't know.
Something about Vic's accident's got Brian tied up in knots.
He won't tell me.
- What accident?
Angie, get your car, we're leaving.
- But I didn't drive-- - Then get whatever.
Let's go.
- [Charlotte] Brian, what's wrong?
- Ask your husband.
He's got all the fucking answers.
- [Victor] Brian.
- [Charlotte] Victor, what is this about a car accident?
- [Victor] Brian, we cool, right?
Everything's cool, right?
- Get the fuck away from me, Vic.
Get the fuck away from me. - Brian!
- Brian!
Don't fuck with me, Brian.
Hear me?
- What the hell is going on? - Brian!
Will you keep your fucking mouth shut?
You hear me?
(dramatic music)
- Victor,
where were you last night?
Victor, what is this about a car accident?
Goddammit, don't walk away from me.
- I need
to go out.
- No, we need to talk--
- No, you need to keep your fucking hands off of me.
- Yo, yo, yo, chill man.
Hey, hey, chill.
Chill!
- Charlotte.
Charlotte!
- The fuck is going on with you, man?
- Stick around.
The party's just getting started.
(phone ringing)
- Hello?
Uh huh.
I'm glad.
Deborah,
this really is not the time.
If that's what you wanna do with it, fine.
I really don't care.
- I made you a plate.
Have you eaten anything at all today?
- No.
- Well, look, if you gonna drink,
I'm gonna have to insist on you eating something.
(microwave beeping)
So, who was that?
Title holder?
- Wanted to call and thank me for my new promotion.
Guess she bought a new
CD player with the extra money.
Wanted to know
if I had a CD player
in my car.
(glass breaks)
- Okay, this is the part where you cuss
and punch something, and tell me you need space, right?
- I love you.
- I know. - And
I wasn't
honest with you
about last night.
- I know.
And I know you.
And I know you must have had a good reason.
Right?
(microwave beeps)
- I never told you why we celebrate the 3rd
instead of the 4th, did I?
My parents died on the 4th, so
didn't seem right celebrating on that day.
- I'm sorry, baby. - No, no, that's cool.
It's cool.
It's been almost 10 years.
(sighs) But I've been thinking about it a lot today.
- You wanna talk about it?
- Well, you know how they died, right?
Car accident.
- Second time today you've had trouble saying that.
- My dad was driving us to get some
fireworks for the 4th, and
being my dad, he was drunk.
Not over the top, but impaired.
My dad was a lot like me.
You know, peaceful, didn't like any conflict.
My mom.
She was
high strung, and then she was just
laying into him.
- You okay?
- Yeah.
It's just that,
you know,
certain things,
memories,
play back in your mind so
clear.
I remember hearing the sound of my father's voice.
The reflection, the pitched tone.
18 years he had never raised his voice, and
that day he did.
Then it happened.
- Car accident?
- He had a stroke.
He passed out at the wheel,
the car flipped after it hit the guard rail.
When it stopped, the car was
upside down and on fire.
(sighs) I could
see my parents on the back seat.
They were already dead, and
Vic was gone.
He got thrown from the car.
I could smell
fuel and
smoke,
but I couldn't move.
My legs weren't pinned, or anything like that, I just
just couldn't move.
And I heard the glass breaking.
Vic
pulled me out.
Car went up like a Roman candle
no more than 30 seconds later.
He saved my life.
- That doesn't mean he owns your life.
Look.
Whatever Vic's done,
don't let him take you with him.
- What did you ever see in him?
- I saw something through the eyes of a 20-year-old girl.
When I became a woman,
I was able to see you.
- [Victor] I need to apologize Charlotte.
- [Charlotte] Tired of your apologies, Victor.
You said you would never hit me again.
- I didn't hit you. - I'm tired, Victor.
I'm tired of you,
I'm tired of this situation,
and I want you out of this house.
- I've got some problems that I'm trying to work out.
Let me take the night to work through them,
and we'll talk tomorrow.
- [Charlotte] Well, I won't be here when you get back.
(mellow jazz music)
- You don't have any problems at all.
My wife doesn't understand me.
That irritates me.
I don't like to be irritated.
(woman vocalizing)
♪ What is this
♪ On and being bliss
♪ That has surfaced
♪ The tie I have for you
♪ And I dare
♪ Not give it a name
♪ So the law can try to claim
♪ They don't know
♪ What warms my soul
♪ When theirs is cold
♪ Like a person who has
♪ Surpassed a need
♪ So let that bring
♪ Must be true
♪ There's nothing I
♪ I would not do
♪ I would not do for you
♪ And when this
♪ Cold world takes its toll
♪ You speak directly to my soul
♪ You help me see
♪ Beyond this matter that is me
♪ Into an endless sea
♪ Of peace and prosperity
♪ These days it is a rarity to find
(woman vocalizing)
♪ Now I'm no longer afraid
♪ To exist in this day
♪ For your love I patiently wait
♪ Your sun, it smiles
♪ This moon reflects your light for miles
♪ Touching all who see
♪ Far be your lips looking past
♪ Into the wisdom of the past
♪ That I can see
(car door slams)
(dramatic music)
- Fuck me.
Oh, fuck me!
(dramatic music)
- Good morning. - Good morning.
- And where you going? - Church.
- Church?
Be careful not to burst into flames
when you walk in the door.
- That's why I need to go.
It's been too long.
- Well, you should have woke me up.
I could of went with you.
- No, I need to make some things right.
Some mistakes I've made.
Need to make them right for myself and God,
then I'll come back and make them right with you.
- You want me to stay? - Mmm-hmm.
For a very
long
time.
- You look,
you look better.
Peaceful.
Make sure you don't lock the top lock,
in case I have to leave.
- I won't. - Okay.
(phone ringing) - Hello.
- We got a problem.
- Not anymore, not me.
- [Victor] No, Brian, wait, listen to me.
- It's over, Vic.
Don't call here anymore.
- No. - Good bye.
- Brian, wait.
Brian!
Brian!
motherfucker, goddamn, son-of-a-bitch!
(gospel music) (rhythmic clapping)
- So, you have a choice.
That's what free will is, isn't it?
A choice.
You have a variety of options
available to you.
- [Congregation] Yeah.
- Oh, it ain't like breathing.
You have no control over that.
Why, you couldn't stop yourself from breathing
if you tried.
The body is made so that
certain functions
continue to happen
in spite
of you choosing to make it not happen.
Oh, I wish somebody would help me out this morning.
(audience applauding)
But now,
but now God don't say
come unto me or I'll see to it
that you stop breathing.
God provides you with that option.
Now, the consequences of you choosing
not to exercise that option,
is directly correlated
with what happens when the body
does cease to breathe.
Aw, y'all don't hear me.
No, no, no, no, no, y'all don't hear me.
(audience applauding)
God
is giving you a choice in this life.
To save you. - Yes!
- To save you from what comes through
after this life.
Because then, there is no choice.
You've got to do what's right by God first.
And all others second.
God wants you to come to him freely,
without hesitation or reservation.
To spare you from damnation,
what he offers is salvation.
(audience cheering)
Yeah! Hallelujah!
The Book is clear.
It don't need no interpretation.
(alarm beeping)
- Brian.
(keys jangle)
Brian?
(organ music playing)
(woman vocalizing)
♪ My Lord
♪ And savior
♪ Change my life
♪ Touch my soul
♪ Take my hand
♪ And bring me home
♪ That's how
♪ The Lord
♪ Touched me
- How did you get in here?
(mumbles)
- Brian! Brian!
- I told you he's not here.
Would you please leave? - Where is he?
- None of your goddamn business.
- Oh, you wanna play?
Alright.
Alright, let's play.
♪ Jesus
♪ He touched me
♪ Jesus
♪ He loves me
♪ I'm talking about Jesus
♪ He touched me
♪ Oh Jesus
♪ He loves me
♪ I'm talking about Jesus
♪ He touched my soul
♪ And then my Jesus
♪ He made me whole
♪ I'm talking about Jesus
♪ He touched my soul
♪ And then my Jesus
♪ He made me whole
♪ I love the Lord
♪ He heard my cries
♪ And pity, pity, pity, pity
♪ My every
(woman vocalizing)
(bottle breaks)
(dramatic music)
- I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have left you.
There's some things,
one thing, that happened,
and I should have told you
up front
I should have been honest with you.
And I,
I felt justified when I did what I did.
When I agreed to do it,
it was right,
'cause my brother needed me.
So I felt right.
But it's, oh baby,
baby, it's been eating me up.
It can also tear me up,
'cause
I could only,
could face what I could only see now.
And it
shouldn't have had to come
to this,
this, this,
what you going through
for me to see.
But it's all clear to me now.
It's all clear to me now, baby.
Victor didn't just become a snake,
he's a monster.
He's always
been
this way.
(crying) I protected him, 'cause I thought,
I thought it was right,
'cause he was my brother.
He was my--
(crying)
Oh, baby.
Baby I swear to you,
I swear.
He will never hurt you again.
I swear.
(mellow piano music)
- Yeah, he just walked out.
Yes, I'm sure she said it was his brother.
- Victor?
Victor?
(hip hop music)
(knocking on door)
- Who is it?
- [Brian] It's Brian.
- Who?
- [Brian] Brian Charles.
- [Paul] Hey, what's up man?
- [Brian] What's going on?
- You just caught me, man.
I was on my way down to Navy Pier, catch the fireworks.
You going down there? - No.
- No?
Let me get you a beer or something.
- No, no, I'm fine.
- You alright? Okay.
Like I said, man, I was on my way out.
- I need to borrow your gun.
- Borrow my gun?
Man, you asking like it was a cup of sugar, or something.
You alright man?
Somebody fucking with you? - No.
No, it's nothing like that.
It's Vic.
- [Paul] Vic?
- Yeah, Vic wants to borrow
your gun for the 4th.
- I figure Vic would have his own gun, man.
- Charlotte won't allow guns in the house.
- Well I don't blame her, man.
You know, I mean,
especially the way he be acting, man.
Like what was up with that nigga yesterday?
Pushing Charlotte all up against the wall and shit.
I mean, I know he your brother and everything, but man,
he got a way of pushing a brother to his limits.
You tell that nigga if my gun come back jammed,
unclean, or any way different than when he got it,
we gonna have some problems.
Matter fact, let me call this nigga, man.
- No, no, no. Don't tell him.
Don't do that, I'll tell him.
(phone rings)
- Hello?
What's up, Stan?
Yeah, he just left.
- Victor,
I'm leaving.
- So leave.
- That's it?
(crying) You son-of-a-bitch.
I put up with your shit
for six years.
Six fucking years.
And that's it?
(phone ringing)
Fine.
Fine.
Hello?
Yes.
I'm fine.
What?
What?
(gasps) Oh my god.
- What?
(dramatic music)
Who is it?
- It's my sister.
Her daughter's sick.
- Listen to me.
Is Vic near you?
- Yes. - Okay, get out of the house.
Get out of the--
- I don't know if I can.
Alright.
I'll call you back later to check on her.
Bye.
- You have to go.
There's some things that I have to finish tonight.
I want the opportunity to correct the things
that I done wrong between us.
Please be here when I get back.
I do love you, Charlotte.
I'm gonna spend the rest of my life proving that to you.
I guess you think I'm a fucking idiot.
(dramatic music)
(Charlotte screaming)
- [Charlotte] Please!
(screaming)
Please stop! - Vic!
- Please stop. - Vic!
(Charlotte crying)
- [Charlotte] Stop, stop, please, please.
(grunting)
(screaming)
- Vic?
Come on out, motherfucker, it's over.
Come on out!
(firecrackers crackling)
- [Brian] motherfucker.
- You know what your problem is, Brian?
Your problem is you don't know what it is you want.
And consequently, you have no idea how to get it.
See, you're content.
You're content with not knowing.
See, I'm not like that.
I know what it is I want,
and I know what it is I like.
- You like hurting women.
Such
a sick
bastard.
- Maybe.
I don't want to do this.
That bitch from the motel and the one in my trunk
is one thing, but you,
that's what I don't want to do.
But I will.
You understand me, I will.
But I would rather have your help,
brother.
I went out there to the burial spot.
I can't find the body. (crying)
- Go fuck yourself.
- What?
- I said go fuck yourself.
- Alright. (gun firing)
(dramatic music)
(Charlotte panting)
C'mon.
Give it to me.
Come on.
Baby, give me the gun.
Please.
(crying)
- Call an ambulance.
- [Charlotte] No!
Don't. - Charlotte?
- No!
Let him die!
Let him die! - Not gonna let you die.
- [Charlotte] No, let him die!
Let him die,
please.
- You hear me? - Let him die.
- Not
gonna let
you die.
(grunting)
Welcome back, little brother.
How you feeling?
- Throat hurts.
- They took that tube out today.
Yeah, it's gonna hurt for a while.
- Tired.
- That's the drugs.
They had to
pump you full of morphine
to keep your heart rate down so you wouldn't go into shock.
We didn't think you'd make it.
- Thanks.
- So we square now.
Well look.
I didn't come here to shoot the shit with you.
I wanted to tell you something.
I wanted to tell you
that I hate you,
that I am through with you and all your crazy bullshit.
But I,
I can't, 'cause
you're still my brother.
I love you.
Love you.
I also need to tell you about that woman
you killed.
You see, Vic, she wasn't unwanted and unnoticed.
She was somebody's daughter or sister,
and dammit, I noticed her.
That's why I moved the body.
That's why
you couldn't find it.
That same morning.
I went to work and requisitioned a van.
Picked the body up,
took her to the hospital.
Yeah, that's right.
I took care of it.
You didn't even have the decency to
accept what you had done.
I mean, Vic if you had offered
me a,
just a
ride on up,
it meant nothing.
No remorse.
Nothing what you did to Angie.
Yeah,
right.
Well,
look, that's,
that's my cross.
Yeah.
Goodbye, Vic.
- Brian.
Don't leave me, Brian.
- I'm not leaving you, Vic.
I'll see you every Thursday,
on visitor's day.
Enjoy your cage.
(screaming)
Hey.
I come bearing gifts.
- I love gifts.
(giggles)
Are you sure?
- Yeah.
(hip hop music)
♪ You crossed the line for the last time
♪ And even if its for the rest of our lives
♪ I gotta sever ties
♪ I was there for you
♪ But you was never concerned
♪ I had to suffer 'fore the lesson was learned
♪ You crossed the line for the last time
♪ And even if it's for the rest of our lives
♪ I gotta sever ties
♪ I was there for you
♪ But you was never concerned
♪ I had to suffer 'fore the lesson was learned
♪ When I think back, I shoulda seen the signs
♪ But love can be blind
♪ Betrayal and hurt can burn you from behind
♪ Now I'm at a point of no return
♪ The clock's ticking as the plot thickens
♪ Do I save myself
♪ Or ride with
♪ I can see the devil in his eyes
♪ No longer recognizing the person that I once knew
♪ When looking what it's come to
♪ I'm praying hard, kneeling in the church pew
♪ Asking the Lord to keep me close
♪ 'Cause I'm knowing what I must do
♪ Tension in the air
♪ Now I'm feeling despair
♪ It's like a living nightmare
♪ But who's giving a care
♪ It shouldn't be hard to do the right thing
♪ But cutting somebody you love
♪ Outta your life is frightening
♪ How many times do we let somebody take advantage
♪ 'Cause we feel we less without 'em
♪ And be taken for granted
♪ But you gotta have enough self love to know better
♪ 'Cause they can only hurt you if you let 'em
♪ You crossed the line for the last time
♪ And even if it's for the rest of our lives
♪ I gotta sever ties
♪ I was there for you
♪ But you was never concerned
♪ I had to suffer 'fore the lesson was learned
♪ You crossed the line for the last time
♪ And even if it's for the rest of our lives
♪ I gotta sever ties
♪ I was there for you
♪ But you was never concerned
♪ I had to suffer 'fore the lesson was learned
♪ How many times did I hear the words
♪ It won't happen again
♪ How many accidents I had to defend
♪ How many times did you promise to change
♪ How many times did I let you have your own way
♪ While I was in pain
♪ How many times did you blame me
♪ How many times did you claim we was on the same page
♪ The same team
♪ Because of you I realized the power and greed
♪ 'Cause you was never in my hour of need
♪ You crossed the line for the last time
♪ And even if it's for the rest of our lives
♪ I gotta sever ties
♪ I was there for you
♪ But you was never concerned
♪ I had to suffer 'fore the lesson was learned
♪ You crossed the line for the last time
♪ And even if it's for the rest of our lives
♪ I gotta sever ties
♪ I was there for you
♪ But you was never concerned
♪ I had to suffer 'fore the lesson was learned
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