Bonded (2023) Movie Script
1
- What is happening? Oh
my God, please help me.
- Her heart rate is dropping.
- I see it, I see it. Breathe.
Stand by just in case
we have to revive her.
- What's that?
- Oh, it's okay.
Stay with us, okay? You got this.
- Oh my God, my baby. My baby!
Oh my gosh.
- Hmm. All right, I'll see you then.
How are you holding up Dr. Reeve?
- Child, tonight's been one
of those nights. You okay?
- I'm fine.
But it looks like these
shifts are kicking your ass
ever since you took over for Dr. Johnson.
- Yeah. It's been hard to fill his shoes.
I don't know how that man does it.
Ever since he retired,
they haven't been able to
find a reliable surgeon
to ease the load, so I
gotta do what I gotta do.
- I mean, I understand that,
but at the cost of your own health?
- Last time I checked,
I'm the one with the PhD.
- Well, excuse me.
I mean, I understand that,
but like Beyonce said,
"I'm schooled in life, honey."
- Hello?
Hello?
- So were you ever going to call me back?
- Owen, you know that I'm
understaffed and overbooked.
- I can give two shits
about what the board says.
You're the only surgeon
holding that ER together.
And when are they gonna
get you some damn help?
- Babe, it's not that simple.
- Well, they need to hurry up
because we are not missing
this year's friend's trip.
- Ah, shit.
- What?
- I forgot about the trip.
I didn't put the time off.
- James Lucas Reeve,
I know you are not trying
to back out of this trip.
We've missed the last two
years in a row because of you.
- Owen, I know. And I'm sorry.
But I don't know if I
can get the time off.
- Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.
We are not missing this trip.
Things between us are not right.
And the therapist said
we should take this time
to heal our relationship.
James? I'm going on this
trip with or without you.
- I will work on it, babe.
I love you too.
- What?
- Hmm. Was that your hubby?
- Yeah. He's not too
happy with me right now.
- Shit, I'd be sick of your ass too.
- Why?
- Because you sitting up here worried
about all these sick folks
that are worrying about giving
your man some ass or dick,
or however y'all get down in the bedroom.
You need balance, Dr. Reeve.
Right now all you care about is work.
- Oh, so you're a relationship
therapist now too?
- I bet I am. Shit.
- Oh, Reeve.
- Dr. Johnson. Aren't you
supposed to be on vacation?
- Can I see you in my office for a minute?
Nice.
Have a seat.
I see you settling in well.
- Well, I wouldn't say that.
- Oh, I understand. So how are you doing?
How are you doing?
- I'm not sure what you mean.
- All right. What's the most
important rule of a surgeon?
- Verify everything.
And do not rely on the
information provided by others.
- Correct. Rule number three?
- Never make promises you can't keep.
- Exactly.
Then why are you not keeping
your promises in your marriage?
- Eric, let's not pretend I'm the only one
not doing my part.
- No one is not saying that, Reeve.
I mean it's just that
your level of commitment,
it is concerning.
- How?
Why am I being subjected to ridicule
when I've been giving it my all?
- That's the thing, Reeve,
it's nothing left for you.
How can you be a great surgeon
when you don't hold up rule number three?
Look, I'm only saying this
because I wanna make
things better for you.
I mean, you already have so many odds
and challenges against you.
I mean, you don't need
to add anything else
to make things even harder for yourself.
You and Owen are wonderful individuals,
but it is so unfair and
unfortunate that the whole world
views you as bad people even
though they don't have a clue
of who you are or know
any damn thing about you.
- But you know us, Eric.
- I do, I do. I understand you.
But me just knowing you isn't enough
to improve your situation.
I care about you, son, and
I care about your wellbeing.
And because I care I just
want you to make choices
that will benefit you
and Owen in the long run.
- How's Eva?
- That woman is keeping me on my toes.
- Humph, Ms. Eva is spicy.
I love that she's your rock.
- And Owen is yours.
- Touche.
- All doctors to the ER.
- Well, duty calls.
- Enjoy your shift.
- I'll try. And you try
to enjoy retirement.
- Boy, I feel like I'm 30 again.
I told Eva, I said "Look
out, baby. Here I come."
- Gross. We'll chat soon.
- Reeve? Remember what I told you though.
- Is this my handsome retired husband
that's been working all day?
- Baby, you are so funny.
I was calling because I wanted you to know
that I was going to be wrapping
it up with the fellows.
- Okay. Well, dinner will be
ready whenever you get home.
And I'll be ready too.
- Hmm, I like the
sound of that. I love you.
- I love you.
Hello?
Eric, honey, is that you?
- J, dinner's almost ready.
Did you find a place yet?
- Almost, baby.
I'm just trying to narrow
it down to one spot.
- What's wrong?
- It's fucking Julian. Again.
"Hey, just making sure you
remember to send out that email
we talked about.
Can't wait to see y'all."
- What's going on?
- I don't know, he keeps
texting and calling me
to send some email to everyone.
- Email for what?
- Some production shit.
The hell if I know.
I told him that this weekend's
not even the right time
to be doing it.
- You want me to call her ass?
- No, 'cause all y'all
gonna do is start cursing
and carrying on.
And like I said, I want this
weekend to be good vibes, okay?
- Okay.
- Hey baby, here. What about this place?
- A cabin?
Now you know Black people
don't like camping in cabins.
- See, and that's what
the problem we got is.
Y'all need to expand your minds
and enjoy different experiences, okay?
- All right.
Well, I know the girls are not
gonna really be feeling it,
but we shall see.
- Well.
Whatever. I'm booking it.
- Okay.
- I thought you were mad at me.
- You know I don't stay mad for long.
And besides, I know that
you'll do the right thing
to do what you can to
help our relationship.
- Baby, it's tough being in my position.
- Reeve, don't gimme that bullshit.
You act like I don't have it tough.
I'm the acting district attorney.
I have lives on my hands too.
- I didn't mean it like that.
- Can we just enjoy this dinner
for the rest of the night?
What's going on?
- Hey bitches. Y'all ready for this trip?
- Potential
targets such as military bases.
- Hello?
- We'll be there.
- Yes! Hudson, Hudson.
- Taking shelter in an-
- They finally coming this year.
- Hey, aw shit. We gonna get litty.
- Any protected space-
- Look at you being all cool and stuff.
- Trying.
- Mm.
- Have y'all spoken
with Jaxon and Charles?
- Yeah, Jaxon's a little touched
and you know this year they're in charge
of booking the spot, so.
- Child, let me make sure
my credit card is paid up
before they book some fucked shit.
- Julian, come on now.
Let's not forget the cabin
you booked three years ago.
- Bitch, that was the
last time we saw y'all.
- And that's why.
- Ooh, and there she go.
- Y'all play nice.
- It's all love.
- That's cute. Anyway, make
sure y'all review Jaxon's email.
- Ah, I will make sure to check it out.
- Well, all right y'all,
I'm gonna let y'all go,
enjoy y'all night,
can't wait to see y'all.
- Take care. See you soon.
- Bye.
- Man, y'all two are always
at each other's necks.
- It's not me, it's him.
Ever since college, Julian's
felt some kind of way
that I got into medical
school and he didn't.
I can't help it that I'm fly and educated.
- Ooh, now.
It's that confidence I
like and I know you got.
- I'm never losing
confidence over here, baby.
- Still confidant?
- Baby, baby, baby. Sorry, sorry.
But I have to get up in a few hours
and I don't wanna be exhausted.
We not gonna eat?
- Not hungry.
We coulda at least had foreplay.
- Woo, baby. I'm home.
Woo, baby. I've been missing you.
Oh, I'm sorry baby. Sorry I'm so late.
I got caught up in the game.
It was a hell of a game.
Lakers versus Denver.
I thought we had 'em, but
they kicked our ass. Oh well.
Mm. Eva!
Eva! Oh, you trying to hide, huh baby?
Well, ready or not, here I come.
Ha ha. Woo, Eva, don't hide.
Eva? Eva!
Eva! Eva!
Oh my gosh. Eva!
Hang in there for me baby.
Hang in there for me baby.
Hang in there, baby. Eva!
Oh my God. Somebody!
Eva!
- This is Victoria.
- I understand.
Yes, Ms. Listen.
- Everything is going to work itself out.
Exactly, between.
Yes, with me and the
justice system on your side.
Yes, you have nothing to worry about, so.
- Mr. Owens? I'm sorry
to trouble you with this.
But I just got off the phone
with some local detectives
and I think you might
wanna take a look at this.
- One second, Ms. Richard. Can it wait?
- I'm sorry sir, but you
know I wouldn't bother you
if it wasn't important.
- Ms. Richards, I'll give you
a ring back. Yes, after six.
Thank you. Okay, bye.
What is it?
- Dr. Eric Johnson and his
wife were found murdered.
- Wait. What?
When? What?
- This morning.
- Oh my God.
Okay, I'm gonna go, so
just lock up when you can.
- Oh, this is serious. We
gotta get some stuff done.
This is crazy up in here.
Yeah, I, oh shit. Let me call you back.
Hey, hey, Mr. Wyatt. How's it going?
- Good. Tough.
- Listen, I understand you're
friends with the victims?
- Yes. It's my husband's mentor
and a good family friend.
- Oh, wow, okay. Hey,
listen, listen, listen.
I don't think you wanna come in here
and see what the police found, all right?
It's not pretty.
- Detective, I appreciate the caution.
Do me a favor and spare
me the semantics here
and allow me to do my job.
- You know what? You know what?
We found this picture,
this picture right here.
It was left next to the bodies.
Yeah, take a look at that.
- I'm not sure what this
is, but I'll look into it.
Where are the bodies?
- Yeah, come on, follow
me. Come on, let's go.
- Geez.
- Hmm.
- Dr. Reeve, what's up? Where y'all at?
- Still at home.
- What? Why?
- Apparently Owen had
a last minute situation
he had to attend to before we leave.
- Child, thank God. We came
all this way just to see y'all.
- I know, I'm sorry, but we'll
have to catch y'all in a few.
- Well hurry the hell up.
We'll have some shots waiting for y'all.
Can't wait to see you.
- See y'all later.
- Police
discovered famed surgeon,
Dr. Eric Johnson, and his
wife brutally murdered
and their heads stitched together.
Police are still seeking answers
on these mystery murders.
Stay tuned. More to
come on KTAA, Channel 5.
- Honey, I am so sorry.
- What happened?
- It's a lot to explain.
Let's just talk about it in the car.
- In the car? What the fuck, Owen?
That man was like a father to me.
I just can't get up and go
and not think about this.
- There's nothing we can do!
The situation's out of our hands.
So now we have to allow the
authorities to handle this.
- I can't. This is too much.
- Hey, don't, listen,
listen, listen. Okay?
My office is gonna get
to the bottom of this.
I have people working overtime
to catch the person who did this.
And hey, and the last
time you spoke to Eric,
he told you what?
What'd he tell you?
- That I need to experience life.
- Right, so now that you
have the opportunity,
let's go, babe.
Oh, James.
Let's go. Lets go,.
- All right.
- Come.
What the hell was that?
- Sorry. That was my stomach.
- You all right down there?
I plan on letting go this weekend,
but I don't want no paint shows.
- Owen, gross.
- Nope, nope, nope.
- No, I haven't eaten 'cause
I was waiting for my husband.
We need to stop and
get snacks or something
before we start drinking heavy.
I know that crazy ass has
already got shots waiting for us.
- How much longer does
the GPS say we have?
- 45 minutes.
- All right, well, we'll
just get off at the next stop
and grab some snacks, okay?
- All the places and this
is the one you come to?
- It's the closest thing to the highway.
- Nah, this place don't even look right.
- Look, it's either stay
hungry for another hour,
or come in, grab some chips
in less than two minutes.
It's your choice.
- You get on my nerves.
- Can I help you find anything?
- Huh?
- Do you need help?
- No, sorry. We're together, we're good.
Sure.
How recent is this brochure?
- They update it every month.
- Never know, we might have to improvise.
- You're right. Good idea.
Good?
- Uh, I thought I saw something.
- Right.
- Thank you.
- Uh, hey, inventory's not
done. Where are you going?
- Ah, we made it. This is different.
- Jaxon and Charles pick
some weird-ass places.
- I know. This don't seem too bad.
- You know what? I'm
not gonna overthink it.
For once, I'm gonna get tow up tonight.
- Oh yeah?
- Yeah. Let's go inside, we already late.
- Yeah, come one.
- That's sounds like a good idea, I don't-
- What the hell?
- Whoa.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey.
This is footage for my new
reality show. Come in, come in.
- Oh.
- Hi.
- So are they gonna be
filming us the entire time?
- No, they're about to leave.
But since y'all were late,
I have to record the
whole weekend on my own.
- Why didn't you tell me?
- Because you didn't read the email.
- Well, in that case, hey Julian
- Hey bitch.
Then since you was late,
we poured a shot for
every time we took a shot.
- Yeah. So y'all got to get caught up.
- Mm-hmm.
- So, for the next 48 hours
we about to be fucked up, bitches.
- I know, that's right.
- Gimme one, baby.
- Bottoms up. Hey!
- There it go.
- Woo!
- Woo!
- That's what I'm talking about.
- Pour me another one.
- Mm-hmm.
- Whew.
- Now Reeve, is that a smart idea?
- We're on vacation. I'm trying
to have such a good time.
I don't remember, but I know
I had a good ass fucking time.
- True, but there is a
fine line between drunk
and a trashy White bitch.
- Ooh, bitch, I can't be
Becky. Am I being trashy?
Do you think that I'm trashy?
So I'm trying to get
something from my man tonight
so he know I still got it.
- Yo, can y'all excuse us?
Ain't Julian has to focus?
Go film his fast ass.
We trying have a serious conversation.
Look, I know you said you all had it hard,
but is it really that bad?
- It's bad bad.
So bad I'm trying to find
alternative ways to please him.
Do you think he wants a White bitch?
I'm gonna go give him
some slutty White tea
on some role-playing shit.
- No. Listen.
No man is worth you sacrificing
yourself to better his ego.
- So what am I supposed to do?
- So, I don't know.
Listen to "Next Lifetime" by Erykah Badu.
- Jaxon, that's the
dumbest shit you ever said.
What the hell does that even
mean? Some youngen shit.
- All right guys, thank you so much
for the great stuff today.
Hi.
- So what do y'all think?
- Great stuff. Oh my God, really.
Your whole friendship tribe
thing. Total reality gold.
- Oh, thank God. Oh my gosh.
- Yeah, yeah. So we set
up a confessional station.
So just make sure that you
and Hudson do a video check-in
at least twice a day until Monday.
Uh, oh, and we also left
you a little camera,
a little handheld camera
to do some B-roll footage.
- Now you know I'm not
the best with technology.
I don't wanna delete anything.
- Oh, no, it's all good.
So all the devices actually
back up to the cloud
every five minutes, so just make sure
that you don't turn it off
before you see "Backup complete"
on the little screen.
- Okay, got it, got it.
Thank you guys so much.
I really, really appreciate this.
This is a dream come
true for me. Oh my God.
- Oh my gosh. Congratulations.
- Thank you so much.
- Yes.
I'm so looking forward
to working more with you.
- Okay, me too.
- All right, y'all have
a wonderful weekend.
- Thank you, you guys too.
And you guys get home safe.
And I'll contact you guys on what? Monday?
- Yeah, that's great.
- Okay, awesome. Okay, bye.
Now that's something I remember very well.
- I'm sure there were other
bathrooms you could've used.
- Well, this was the closest.
So I just figured I come in here.
- What do you want, Julian?
- Why is it always gotta be what I want?
Especially when I know it's
something that you want.
- Listen, listen, listen, bro.
Whatever happened on that
last trip won't happen again.
- You sure about that?
- Fucking pig.
- Child, we in the hot tub.
All right, y'all crazy
bitches. What we got planned?
- See, why you always
gotta be so organized?
Just go with the flow.
- Okay. Touche.
- You back?
- Yeah. You okay?
- I'm good. You good?
Lemme get a sip.
- Mm-hmm.
- So now that we all finally here,
I'd like to propose a toast to friendship.
- Friendship.
- To love.
- To love.
- Cheers.
- And then finally, a little stability.
- Girl, we've been.
Ah, good for you.
- You never been broke.
- Whoa.
- Oh, shh.
- You hear that?
- What was that?
- Cheers!
- Mm.
- Ooh, I'm so glad
I came to this motherfucker.
- Woo.
- This actually fun.
- Woo!
- Y'all was talking
about my cabin, but
look at it, get into it.
Get into it bitch. I
hate it, you hate this.
Okay, you know what?
- It looks creepy on the
outside, all right, so?
- It's giving creepy. But-
- Never have I ever, ever, ever.
- Never have I ever.
- Yes.
- Never have I ever
had sex in my parent's bed.
- Bitch, you know I have.
- Bitch, you know I aint.
- I did.
- A toast!
confidence.
- Lord, Hudson and Julian
still fuck like rabbits.
Instead of a reality TV
show, they need an OnlyFans.
Probably make some money.
- Well, at least somebody's
busting their gun.
- Who said we're not gonna bust tonight?
- Well, I haven't gotten
any in over six months.
- I know, I'm sorry babe. Come here.
Hmm. Fuck me in the kitchen.
- What? What if they walk in?
- Well, then we put on my show.
Wouldn't be the first time.
Fuck.
- Oh yeah!
Oh yeah!
Daddy, yeah.
Shit.
Fuck! Ah!
Yeah.
- What the? Oh Jesus.
- All that time, and you
can't make some coffee?
- First of all, this ain't the
type of drip coffee machine
that I know how to operate.
This is one of these fancy
espresso machines or something.
I don't know.
- Oh shit, JuJu. You break
these good folk's machine?
- Bitch, I didn't break this machine.
This thing was flawed from junk.
- I don't know why you're doing that
when we just have a local diner anyway.
I mean, aren't we on vacation?
- Shit, you right.
Fuck that, we should do
some old-school shit.
Like go to IHOP or something. Mm-hmm.
- That's what I'm talking about.
- About. Mm-hmm.
- You know, we can head up
those all-you-can-eat pancake deals
like we used to in college.
- Yeah, and we'd be douching for days.
Those are some rough times.
- Good morning.
- Good morning.
- Morning.
- Y'all made
no coffee or nothing?
- Julian broke the machine.
- What?
- You bitch.
- You better not get us a bad review.
- Child, calm down.
All we need to do is take a picture of it,
go to the store and replace it.
They'll never know.
- That's actually not a bad idea.
- I wonder what else you
gonna broke up in here.
- Don't start with me, Charles.
- Anyways, we're gonna hit up
a local diner for breakfast
if you wanna join.
- Okay. Let me go wake up
Jaxon and get him dressed.
- Mm-hmm. Oh, I see you.
- Where you going?
- Ooh, she nasty.
- Ain't nobody up in here.
- I know. It's kinda dead up in here.
- Ooh.
- Of course. Welcome to
the best food in town.
- Morning.
- Good morning.
- Thank you.
- Thanks baby.
Is that guy checking?
Um, is it me or do I feel
like the girls are gagging?
Yeah, I see you. I see you.
- Shush.
- Yeah, they're gagging, all right.
'Cause they're wondering
why all these fags
enter their establishment.
- Oh, that part.
- Really?
- If y'all will stop
putting on a show for them,
no one would notice.
- Ain't nobody putting on a show.
- What?
- I stand corrected. Juju,
you making me look bad.
- I will get y'all some
more water in just a moment.
- Thank you.
- Hmm.
All right.
Thank y'all for joining us
today. What can I get for you?
- Uh, can I have the American breakfast?
But instead of sausage, can I have bacon?
- Sure thing, honey.
- Thanks.
- Can I get three eggs,
scramble with toast please?
- Uh-huh.
- Little ranch for the egg.
- I got it.
- Uh, I'm just gonna do
the American breakfast.
As it comes. Thank you.
- Got it.
- I'm gonna get the French
toast, scrambled eggs,
and add bacon please.
- Of course. And what about you, honey?
- Ooh, I'm so indecisive. I'll
just make sure, I'll take.
Are you okay?
Oh!
- What's wrong with her?
- We cannot eat here.
- We can't eat here.
Messed up.
- Oh. Oh.
Oh, Kevin. Hi Kevin.
Please, baby, I am so sorry.
But I need you to look at me.
Come, please come, come back.
Come, come back. Come back
to me, come, come back.
Kevin, Kevin?
- Hmm, damn baby, you
know this in the wild shit
turns me on, right?
- Oh hand me the blunt..
- Hmm.
- Hmm.
- So what you wanna do?
- What you mean?
- I mean, we in nature,
let's do something naturey.
- You so crazy, baby.
Fucking Julian. Always trying
to play games and shit.
- God damn, Julian. Go back in the house.
Always trying to be a voyeur.
It ain't nothing to see here.
Hmm, you look so good around these trees.
- Boy, just fuck me like you use.
- Hmm.
- Hmm.
Oh man.
Hmm.
What was that?
- All right, Julian. Enough.
Like I said, let us fuck in peace, please.
Who's that? Who's that?
What is that? Charles!
- Jaxon!
Shit. Not today, motherfucker.
Help! Help!
Help!
- What the hell happened?
- Hell the I know, we
got attacked in the wood.
- By who?
- Someone had a
knife and stabbed Jaxon.
- Let me see.
We have to get him to a hospital.
- Oh, hell no.
I don't need them knowing
I almost got killed
trying to suck some dick in the forest.
- What do you want us to do?
- Reeve, patch me up.
- Okay.
- Help him.
- Sorry-
- Shit!
- I have to make sure
no organs are punctured.
- These country-ass folks out here.
- Everything feels okay.
I have a kit in the car to sew
up the wound. Get him inside!
- Come on, come on.
- Come on.
- Get him, get him, get him.
- Put him on the couch.
- Watch your bottom, watch your bottom.
- Set him down, set him down.
- This is a perfect time
to document this mess.
Child, let me tell you. Do not
come to the backwoods cabin.
The girls are carrying.
And a psycho butch bitch
just gutted my sis.
And not in a good way. Help!
- Are you fucking serious?
Outta everything that's going on
you wanna care to this shit?
- Hudson, calm down.
- No, you need to fucking
get with the program, Julian.
People matter more than fame or money.
I've had just about enough of this shit.
- And what's that supposed to mean?
- Mr Wyatt, yeah,
I'm sorry to bother you,
but I want to give you an update
on the Dr. Johnson case.
- Detective,
this is not such a very good time.
- Yeah, I
understand. I understand.
But just to let you know, we
had another incident earlier
and we think we found the connection.
- Huh? What connection?
- I think the killer's trying
to go after Mr. Johnson's
entire medical team.
And unfortunately your
husband was on that team.
Mr. Wyatt? Mr. Wyatt?
- Is everything all right?
- I think we might have a problem.
- Get down!
- What is happening?
- Wait, hold on,.
- Where are you going? What are you?
- Julian? Julian?
Julian!
Hold on, baby. Hold on.
- Is it really happening?
- Hold on, hold on.
Wait, wait, wait, we gotta
put you.
All right.
- Come on, motherfucker!
- Charles! Charles!
- Oh my God!
- Charles!
Reeve! Reeve!
Reeve!
- Jaxon!
- Owen! Owen!
- Hudson! Hudson.
- Hey, Mr. Wyatt. Mr. Wyatt?
Mr. Wyatt!
- Detective.
- Hey, listen, my condolences
to your friend here.
I'm really sorry.
- This is, this is unreal.
- This is, this is very real.
Hey fellas, we gotta get to
the bottom of this. Quick.
Do y'all have any idea, any
leads on how we can get started?
- I think I know where I can start.
- Owen, where are you going?
- Hey, hey.
- Charles, get Julian, and
you guys come with me now.
Let's go.
- Hey, no,
fellas don't go, no.
Mr. Wyatt? Hey, hey,
listen, listen fellas.
I need y'all to let law
enforcement handle this, all right?
- I will once I get my husband back.
- Yo, hey, don't y'all go.
Fellas, listen to me, seriously.
Hey, hey fellas.
Damage.
- Owen, why are we here?
- The waitress from earlier today,
the way she looked at Reeve
makes me think she knows something.
Come on.
- Can I help you, honey?
- Hey, we came here earlier.
The waitress that served us, where is she?
- I don't know who you're
talking about, honey.
There's a couple of us
who work this shift.
- Girl, we talking about
the butch looking lady
who made a scene when she saw my friend
and dropped the water pitcher.
- Oh dear, you mean Linda.
Well, she's off tonight.
- Does she live in the area?
- Oh dear. I can't give you
that personal information.
- We understand. We came
because we want to give a tip.
She had great service, right guys?
- Oh, well, she does live near.
If you wanna leave it here,
I'll make sure that she
gets it on her next shift.
- Here you go.
What?
- Money. Money.
- Fine. Here you go.
- Well, you gentlemen are god
sent. She will be floored.
- Yeah, well, we're just
trying to be a light
in this dim world.
- Well, amen.
- Thanks. Let's go.
- So what now?
- We wait.
- Oh, hey, you'll never
believe what happened.
- What?
- These guys came by
and they wanted to give this tip.
- What?
- Yeah. Yeah.
- Oh my gosh, this is
amazing. Are you kidding me?
Oh, thank you Barb.
- You deserve it.
Oh, I appreciate it. See you later.
- Bye.
- Hey, hey. Okay, here we go.
- Owen, do you think this is a good idea?
- Charles, I'm just gonna
ask her a few questions
and that's it.
- This is too much.
- Guys, don't worry.
I'm gonna make sure backup's there
before we even arrive, all right?
- I don't know.
- Kevin?
Hello?
Oh, dear God.
My Lord, child, I'm so sorry.
Hold on.
Hold on.
Let's cut these open and get
you outta here, honey, okay?
Trust me.
Okay, okay.
Okay, I'm gonna find keys to these cuffs.
Now, you just hang on a
minute, darling, okay? Okay?
Oh, oh.
Hey Kevin. My sweet, sweet little boy.
I heard some commotion going
on and I wanted to make sure
you were all right.
And then I saw this young
man and I thought to myself,
I thought, he looks uncomfortable.
Kevin, Kevin, before you go
and get yourself all upset,
I was just trying to help.
Baby, baby, I meant no
harm. Please, Kevin, no!
- No!
It's all right. It's all right, baby.
Don't let them turn you
into something you're not.
I love you.
- Let me out! Please!
Please open this!
- Reeve!
- Reeve!
- Reeve!
- Reeve!
- Reeve!
- It won't open!
- It won't open.
- Y'all, I don't think we
should be up in here like this.
- Well, you can go back to the car.
- So I can be snatched up
like a bag of potatoes?
- Shh.
- Reeve, Reeve?
- Reeve.
- motherfucker.
- Oh my God, Jaxon.
- Hey!
- Bitch, this whole time you had a gun?
- No. Got it from his mom's room.
Guess she knew this day was coming.
- Bitch, don't think I don't
know you fucked my man.
- Girl.
- But we'll handle that shit later.
- What is happening? Oh
my God, please help me.
- Her heart rate is dropping.
- I see it, I see it. Breathe.
Stand by just in case
we have to revive her.
- What's that?
- Oh, it's okay.
Stay with us, okay? You got this.
- Oh my God, my baby. My baby!
Oh my gosh.
- Hmm. All right, I'll see you then.
How are you holding up Dr. Reeve?
- Child, tonight's been one
of those nights. You okay?
- I'm fine.
But it looks like these
shifts are kicking your ass
ever since you took over for Dr. Johnson.
- Yeah. It's been hard to fill his shoes.
I don't know how that man does it.
Ever since he retired,
they haven't been able to
find a reliable surgeon
to ease the load, so I
gotta do what I gotta do.
- I mean, I understand that,
but at the cost of your own health?
- Last time I checked,
I'm the one with the PhD.
- Well, excuse me.
I mean, I understand that,
but like Beyonce said,
"I'm schooled in life, honey."
- Hello?
Hello?
- So were you ever going to call me back?
- Owen, you know that I'm
understaffed and overbooked.
- I can give two shits
about what the board says.
You're the only surgeon
holding that ER together.
And when are they gonna
get you some damn help?
- Babe, it's not that simple.
- Well, they need to hurry up
because we are not missing
this year's friend's trip.
- Ah, shit.
- What?
- I forgot about the trip.
I didn't put the time off.
- James Lucas Reeve,
I know you are not trying
to back out of this trip.
We've missed the last two
years in a row because of you.
- Owen, I know. And I'm sorry.
But I don't know if I
can get the time off.
- Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.
We are not missing this trip.
Things between us are not right.
And the therapist said
we should take this time
to heal our relationship.
James? I'm going on this
trip with or without you.
- I will work on it, babe.
I love you too.
- What?
- Hmm. Was that your hubby?
- Yeah. He's not too
happy with me right now.
- Shit, I'd be sick of your ass too.
- Why?
- Because you sitting up here worried
about all these sick folks
that are worrying about giving
your man some ass or dick,
or however y'all get down in the bedroom.
You need balance, Dr. Reeve.
Right now all you care about is work.
- Oh, so you're a relationship
therapist now too?
- I bet I am. Shit.
- Oh, Reeve.
- Dr. Johnson. Aren't you
supposed to be on vacation?
- Can I see you in my office for a minute?
Nice.
Have a seat.
I see you settling in well.
- Well, I wouldn't say that.
- Oh, I understand. So how are you doing?
How are you doing?
- I'm not sure what you mean.
- All right. What's the most
important rule of a surgeon?
- Verify everything.
And do not rely on the
information provided by others.
- Correct. Rule number three?
- Never make promises you can't keep.
- Exactly.
Then why are you not keeping
your promises in your marriage?
- Eric, let's not pretend I'm the only one
not doing my part.
- No one is not saying that, Reeve.
I mean it's just that
your level of commitment,
it is concerning.
- How?
Why am I being subjected to ridicule
when I've been giving it my all?
- That's the thing, Reeve,
it's nothing left for you.
How can you be a great surgeon
when you don't hold up rule number three?
Look, I'm only saying this
because I wanna make
things better for you.
I mean, you already have so many odds
and challenges against you.
I mean, you don't need
to add anything else
to make things even harder for yourself.
You and Owen are wonderful individuals,
but it is so unfair and
unfortunate that the whole world
views you as bad people even
though they don't have a clue
of who you are or know
any damn thing about you.
- But you know us, Eric.
- I do, I do. I understand you.
But me just knowing you isn't enough
to improve your situation.
I care about you, son, and
I care about your wellbeing.
And because I care I just
want you to make choices
that will benefit you
and Owen in the long run.
- How's Eva?
- That woman is keeping me on my toes.
- Humph, Ms. Eva is spicy.
I love that she's your rock.
- And Owen is yours.
- Touche.
- All doctors to the ER.
- Well, duty calls.
- Enjoy your shift.
- I'll try. And you try
to enjoy retirement.
- Boy, I feel like I'm 30 again.
I told Eva, I said "Look
out, baby. Here I come."
- Gross. We'll chat soon.
- Reeve? Remember what I told you though.
- Is this my handsome retired husband
that's been working all day?
- Baby, you are so funny.
I was calling because I wanted you to know
that I was going to be wrapping
it up with the fellows.
- Okay. Well, dinner will be
ready whenever you get home.
And I'll be ready too.
- Hmm, I like the
sound of that. I love you.
- I love you.
Hello?
Eric, honey, is that you?
- J, dinner's almost ready.
Did you find a place yet?
- Almost, baby.
I'm just trying to narrow
it down to one spot.
- What's wrong?
- It's fucking Julian. Again.
"Hey, just making sure you
remember to send out that email
we talked about.
Can't wait to see y'all."
- What's going on?
- I don't know, he keeps
texting and calling me
to send some email to everyone.
- Email for what?
- Some production shit.
The hell if I know.
I told him that this weekend's
not even the right time
to be doing it.
- You want me to call her ass?
- No, 'cause all y'all
gonna do is start cursing
and carrying on.
And like I said, I want this
weekend to be good vibes, okay?
- Okay.
- Hey baby, here. What about this place?
- A cabin?
Now you know Black people
don't like camping in cabins.
- See, and that's what
the problem we got is.
Y'all need to expand your minds
and enjoy different experiences, okay?
- All right.
Well, I know the girls are not
gonna really be feeling it,
but we shall see.
- Well.
Whatever. I'm booking it.
- Okay.
- I thought you were mad at me.
- You know I don't stay mad for long.
And besides, I know that
you'll do the right thing
to do what you can to
help our relationship.
- Baby, it's tough being in my position.
- Reeve, don't gimme that bullshit.
You act like I don't have it tough.
I'm the acting district attorney.
I have lives on my hands too.
- I didn't mean it like that.
- Can we just enjoy this dinner
for the rest of the night?
What's going on?
- Hey bitches. Y'all ready for this trip?
- Potential
targets such as military bases.
- Hello?
- We'll be there.
- Yes! Hudson, Hudson.
- Taking shelter in an-
- They finally coming this year.
- Hey, aw shit. We gonna get litty.
- Any protected space-
- Look at you being all cool and stuff.
- Trying.
- Mm.
- Have y'all spoken
with Jaxon and Charles?
- Yeah, Jaxon's a little touched
and you know this year they're in charge
of booking the spot, so.
- Child, let me make sure
my credit card is paid up
before they book some fucked shit.
- Julian, come on now.
Let's not forget the cabin
you booked three years ago.
- Bitch, that was the
last time we saw y'all.
- And that's why.
- Ooh, and there she go.
- Y'all play nice.
- It's all love.
- That's cute. Anyway, make
sure y'all review Jaxon's email.
- Ah, I will make sure to check it out.
- Well, all right y'all,
I'm gonna let y'all go,
enjoy y'all night,
can't wait to see y'all.
- Take care. See you soon.
- Bye.
- Man, y'all two are always
at each other's necks.
- It's not me, it's him.
Ever since college, Julian's
felt some kind of way
that I got into medical
school and he didn't.
I can't help it that I'm fly and educated.
- Ooh, now.
It's that confidence I
like and I know you got.
- I'm never losing
confidence over here, baby.
- Still confidant?
- Baby, baby, baby. Sorry, sorry.
But I have to get up in a few hours
and I don't wanna be exhausted.
We not gonna eat?
- Not hungry.
We coulda at least had foreplay.
- Woo, baby. I'm home.
Woo, baby. I've been missing you.
Oh, I'm sorry baby. Sorry I'm so late.
I got caught up in the game.
It was a hell of a game.
Lakers versus Denver.
I thought we had 'em, but
they kicked our ass. Oh well.
Mm. Eva!
Eva! Oh, you trying to hide, huh baby?
Well, ready or not, here I come.
Ha ha. Woo, Eva, don't hide.
Eva? Eva!
Eva! Eva!
Oh my gosh. Eva!
Hang in there for me baby.
Hang in there for me baby.
Hang in there, baby. Eva!
Oh my God. Somebody!
Eva!
- This is Victoria.
- I understand.
Yes, Ms. Listen.
- Everything is going to work itself out.
Exactly, between.
Yes, with me and the
justice system on your side.
Yes, you have nothing to worry about, so.
- Mr. Owens? I'm sorry
to trouble you with this.
But I just got off the phone
with some local detectives
and I think you might
wanna take a look at this.
- One second, Ms. Richard. Can it wait?
- I'm sorry sir, but you
know I wouldn't bother you
if it wasn't important.
- Ms. Richards, I'll give you
a ring back. Yes, after six.
Thank you. Okay, bye.
What is it?
- Dr. Eric Johnson and his
wife were found murdered.
- Wait. What?
When? What?
- This morning.
- Oh my God.
Okay, I'm gonna go, so
just lock up when you can.
- Oh, this is serious. We
gotta get some stuff done.
This is crazy up in here.
Yeah, I, oh shit. Let me call you back.
Hey, hey, Mr. Wyatt. How's it going?
- Good. Tough.
- Listen, I understand you're
friends with the victims?
- Yes. It's my husband's mentor
and a good family friend.
- Oh, wow, okay. Hey,
listen, listen, listen.
I don't think you wanna come in here
and see what the police found, all right?
It's not pretty.
- Detective, I appreciate the caution.
Do me a favor and spare
me the semantics here
and allow me to do my job.
- You know what? You know what?
We found this picture,
this picture right here.
It was left next to the bodies.
Yeah, take a look at that.
- I'm not sure what this
is, but I'll look into it.
Where are the bodies?
- Yeah, come on, follow
me. Come on, let's go.
- Geez.
- Hmm.
- Dr. Reeve, what's up? Where y'all at?
- Still at home.
- What? Why?
- Apparently Owen had
a last minute situation
he had to attend to before we leave.
- Child, thank God. We came
all this way just to see y'all.
- I know, I'm sorry, but we'll
have to catch y'all in a few.
- Well hurry the hell up.
We'll have some shots waiting for y'all.
Can't wait to see you.
- See y'all later.
- Police
discovered famed surgeon,
Dr. Eric Johnson, and his
wife brutally murdered
and their heads stitched together.
Police are still seeking answers
on these mystery murders.
Stay tuned. More to
come on KTAA, Channel 5.
- Honey, I am so sorry.
- What happened?
- It's a lot to explain.
Let's just talk about it in the car.
- In the car? What the fuck, Owen?
That man was like a father to me.
I just can't get up and go
and not think about this.
- There's nothing we can do!
The situation's out of our hands.
So now we have to allow the
authorities to handle this.
- I can't. This is too much.
- Hey, don't, listen,
listen, listen. Okay?
My office is gonna get
to the bottom of this.
I have people working overtime
to catch the person who did this.
And hey, and the last
time you spoke to Eric,
he told you what?
What'd he tell you?
- That I need to experience life.
- Right, so now that you
have the opportunity,
let's go, babe.
Oh, James.
Let's go. Lets go,.
- All right.
- Come.
What the hell was that?
- Sorry. That was my stomach.
- You all right down there?
I plan on letting go this weekend,
but I don't want no paint shows.
- Owen, gross.
- Nope, nope, nope.
- No, I haven't eaten 'cause
I was waiting for my husband.
We need to stop and
get snacks or something
before we start drinking heavy.
I know that crazy ass has
already got shots waiting for us.
- How much longer does
the GPS say we have?
- 45 minutes.
- All right, well, we'll
just get off at the next stop
and grab some snacks, okay?
- All the places and this
is the one you come to?
- It's the closest thing to the highway.
- Nah, this place don't even look right.
- Look, it's either stay
hungry for another hour,
or come in, grab some chips
in less than two minutes.
It's your choice.
- You get on my nerves.
- Can I help you find anything?
- Huh?
- Do you need help?
- No, sorry. We're together, we're good.
Sure.
How recent is this brochure?
- They update it every month.
- Never know, we might have to improvise.
- You're right. Good idea.
Good?
- Uh, I thought I saw something.
- Right.
- Thank you.
- Uh, hey, inventory's not
done. Where are you going?
- Ah, we made it. This is different.
- Jaxon and Charles pick
some weird-ass places.
- I know. This don't seem too bad.
- You know what? I'm
not gonna overthink it.
For once, I'm gonna get tow up tonight.
- Oh yeah?
- Yeah. Let's go inside, we already late.
- Yeah, come one.
- That's sounds like a good idea, I don't-
- What the hell?
- Whoa.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey.
This is footage for my new
reality show. Come in, come in.
- Oh.
- Hi.
- So are they gonna be
filming us the entire time?
- No, they're about to leave.
But since y'all were late,
I have to record the
whole weekend on my own.
- Why didn't you tell me?
- Because you didn't read the email.
- Well, in that case, hey Julian
- Hey bitch.
Then since you was late,
we poured a shot for
every time we took a shot.
- Yeah. So y'all got to get caught up.
- Mm-hmm.
- So, for the next 48 hours
we about to be fucked up, bitches.
- I know, that's right.
- Gimme one, baby.
- Bottoms up. Hey!
- There it go.
- Woo!
- Woo!
- That's what I'm talking about.
- Pour me another one.
- Mm-hmm.
- Whew.
- Now Reeve, is that a smart idea?
- We're on vacation. I'm trying
to have such a good time.
I don't remember, but I know
I had a good ass fucking time.
- True, but there is a
fine line between drunk
and a trashy White bitch.
- Ooh, bitch, I can't be
Becky. Am I being trashy?
Do you think that I'm trashy?
So I'm trying to get
something from my man tonight
so he know I still got it.
- Yo, can y'all excuse us?
Ain't Julian has to focus?
Go film his fast ass.
We trying have a serious conversation.
Look, I know you said you all had it hard,
but is it really that bad?
- It's bad bad.
So bad I'm trying to find
alternative ways to please him.
Do you think he wants a White bitch?
I'm gonna go give him
some slutty White tea
on some role-playing shit.
- No. Listen.
No man is worth you sacrificing
yourself to better his ego.
- So what am I supposed to do?
- So, I don't know.
Listen to "Next Lifetime" by Erykah Badu.
- Jaxon, that's the
dumbest shit you ever said.
What the hell does that even
mean? Some youngen shit.
- All right guys, thank you so much
for the great stuff today.
Hi.
- So what do y'all think?
- Great stuff. Oh my God, really.
Your whole friendship tribe
thing. Total reality gold.
- Oh, thank God. Oh my gosh.
- Yeah, yeah. So we set
up a confessional station.
So just make sure that you
and Hudson do a video check-in
at least twice a day until Monday.
Uh, oh, and we also left
you a little camera,
a little handheld camera
to do some B-roll footage.
- Now you know I'm not
the best with technology.
I don't wanna delete anything.
- Oh, no, it's all good.
So all the devices actually
back up to the cloud
every five minutes, so just make sure
that you don't turn it off
before you see "Backup complete"
on the little screen.
- Okay, got it, got it.
Thank you guys so much.
I really, really appreciate this.
This is a dream come
true for me. Oh my God.
- Oh my gosh. Congratulations.
- Thank you so much.
- Yes.
I'm so looking forward
to working more with you.
- Okay, me too.
- All right, y'all have
a wonderful weekend.
- Thank you, you guys too.
And you guys get home safe.
And I'll contact you guys on what? Monday?
- Yeah, that's great.
- Okay, awesome. Okay, bye.
Now that's something I remember very well.
- I'm sure there were other
bathrooms you could've used.
- Well, this was the closest.
So I just figured I come in here.
- What do you want, Julian?
- Why is it always gotta be what I want?
Especially when I know it's
something that you want.
- Listen, listen, listen, bro.
Whatever happened on that
last trip won't happen again.
- You sure about that?
- Fucking pig.
- Child, we in the hot tub.
All right, y'all crazy
bitches. What we got planned?
- See, why you always
gotta be so organized?
Just go with the flow.
- Okay. Touche.
- You back?
- Yeah. You okay?
- I'm good. You good?
Lemme get a sip.
- Mm-hmm.
- So now that we all finally here,
I'd like to propose a toast to friendship.
- Friendship.
- To love.
- To love.
- Cheers.
- And then finally, a little stability.
- Girl, we've been.
Ah, good for you.
- You never been broke.
- Whoa.
- Oh, shh.
- You hear that?
- What was that?
- Cheers!
- Mm.
- Ooh, I'm so glad
I came to this motherfucker.
- Woo.
- This actually fun.
- Woo!
- Y'all was talking
about my cabin, but
look at it, get into it.
Get into it bitch. I
hate it, you hate this.
Okay, you know what?
- It looks creepy on the
outside, all right, so?
- It's giving creepy. But-
- Never have I ever, ever, ever.
- Never have I ever.
- Yes.
- Never have I ever
had sex in my parent's bed.
- Bitch, you know I have.
- Bitch, you know I aint.
- I did.
- A toast!
confidence.
- Lord, Hudson and Julian
still fuck like rabbits.
Instead of a reality TV
show, they need an OnlyFans.
Probably make some money.
- Well, at least somebody's
busting their gun.
- Who said we're not gonna bust tonight?
- Well, I haven't gotten
any in over six months.
- I know, I'm sorry babe. Come here.
Hmm. Fuck me in the kitchen.
- What? What if they walk in?
- Well, then we put on my show.
Wouldn't be the first time.
Fuck.
- Oh yeah!
Oh yeah!
Daddy, yeah.
Shit.
Fuck! Ah!
Yeah.
- What the? Oh Jesus.
- All that time, and you
can't make some coffee?
- First of all, this ain't the
type of drip coffee machine
that I know how to operate.
This is one of these fancy
espresso machines or something.
I don't know.
- Oh shit, JuJu. You break
these good folk's machine?
- Bitch, I didn't break this machine.
This thing was flawed from junk.
- I don't know why you're doing that
when we just have a local diner anyway.
I mean, aren't we on vacation?
- Shit, you right.
Fuck that, we should do
some old-school shit.
Like go to IHOP or something. Mm-hmm.
- That's what I'm talking about.
- About. Mm-hmm.
- You know, we can head up
those all-you-can-eat pancake deals
like we used to in college.
- Yeah, and we'd be douching for days.
Those are some rough times.
- Good morning.
- Good morning.
- Morning.
- Y'all made
no coffee or nothing?
- Julian broke the machine.
- What?
- You bitch.
- You better not get us a bad review.
- Child, calm down.
All we need to do is take a picture of it,
go to the store and replace it.
They'll never know.
- That's actually not a bad idea.
- I wonder what else you
gonna broke up in here.
- Don't start with me, Charles.
- Anyways, we're gonna hit up
a local diner for breakfast
if you wanna join.
- Okay. Let me go wake up
Jaxon and get him dressed.
- Mm-hmm. Oh, I see you.
- Where you going?
- Ooh, she nasty.
- Ain't nobody up in here.
- I know. It's kinda dead up in here.
- Ooh.
- Of course. Welcome to
the best food in town.
- Morning.
- Good morning.
- Thank you.
- Thanks baby.
Is that guy checking?
Um, is it me or do I feel
like the girls are gagging?
Yeah, I see you. I see you.
- Shush.
- Yeah, they're gagging, all right.
'Cause they're wondering
why all these fags
enter their establishment.
- Oh, that part.
- Really?
- If y'all will stop
putting on a show for them,
no one would notice.
- Ain't nobody putting on a show.
- What?
- I stand corrected. Juju,
you making me look bad.
- I will get y'all some
more water in just a moment.
- Thank you.
- Hmm.
All right.
Thank y'all for joining us
today. What can I get for you?
- Uh, can I have the American breakfast?
But instead of sausage, can I have bacon?
- Sure thing, honey.
- Thanks.
- Can I get three eggs,
scramble with toast please?
- Uh-huh.
- Little ranch for the egg.
- I got it.
- Uh, I'm just gonna do
the American breakfast.
As it comes. Thank you.
- Got it.
- I'm gonna get the French
toast, scrambled eggs,
and add bacon please.
- Of course. And what about you, honey?
- Ooh, I'm so indecisive. I'll
just make sure, I'll take.
Are you okay?
Oh!
- What's wrong with her?
- We cannot eat here.
- We can't eat here.
Messed up.
- Oh. Oh.
Oh, Kevin. Hi Kevin.
Please, baby, I am so sorry.
But I need you to look at me.
Come, please come, come back.
Come, come back. Come back
to me, come, come back.
Kevin, Kevin?
- Hmm, damn baby, you
know this in the wild shit
turns me on, right?
- Oh hand me the blunt..
- Hmm.
- Hmm.
- So what you wanna do?
- What you mean?
- I mean, we in nature,
let's do something naturey.
- You so crazy, baby.
Fucking Julian. Always trying
to play games and shit.
- God damn, Julian. Go back in the house.
Always trying to be a voyeur.
It ain't nothing to see here.
Hmm, you look so good around these trees.
- Boy, just fuck me like you use.
- Hmm.
- Hmm.
Oh man.
Hmm.
What was that?
- All right, Julian. Enough.
Like I said, let us fuck in peace, please.
Who's that? Who's that?
What is that? Charles!
- Jaxon!
Shit. Not today, motherfucker.
Help! Help!
Help!
- What the hell happened?
- Hell the I know, we
got attacked in the wood.
- By who?
- Someone had a
knife and stabbed Jaxon.
- Let me see.
We have to get him to a hospital.
- Oh, hell no.
I don't need them knowing
I almost got killed
trying to suck some dick in the forest.
- What do you want us to do?
- Reeve, patch me up.
- Okay.
- Help him.
- Sorry-
- Shit!
- I have to make sure
no organs are punctured.
- These country-ass folks out here.
- Everything feels okay.
I have a kit in the car to sew
up the wound. Get him inside!
- Come on, come on.
- Come on.
- Get him, get him, get him.
- Put him on the couch.
- Watch your bottom, watch your bottom.
- Set him down, set him down.
- This is a perfect time
to document this mess.
Child, let me tell you. Do not
come to the backwoods cabin.
The girls are carrying.
And a psycho butch bitch
just gutted my sis.
And not in a good way. Help!
- Are you fucking serious?
Outta everything that's going on
you wanna care to this shit?
- Hudson, calm down.
- No, you need to fucking
get with the program, Julian.
People matter more than fame or money.
I've had just about enough of this shit.
- And what's that supposed to mean?
- Mr Wyatt, yeah,
I'm sorry to bother you,
but I want to give you an update
on the Dr. Johnson case.
- Detective,
this is not such a very good time.
- Yeah, I
understand. I understand.
But just to let you know, we
had another incident earlier
and we think we found the connection.
- Huh? What connection?
- I think the killer's trying
to go after Mr. Johnson's
entire medical team.
And unfortunately your
husband was on that team.
Mr. Wyatt? Mr. Wyatt?
- Is everything all right?
- I think we might have a problem.
- Get down!
- What is happening?
- Wait, hold on,.
- Where are you going? What are you?
- Julian? Julian?
Julian!
Hold on, baby. Hold on.
- Is it really happening?
- Hold on, hold on.
Wait, wait, wait, we gotta
put you.
All right.
- Come on, motherfucker!
- Charles! Charles!
- Oh my God!
- Charles!
Reeve! Reeve!
Reeve!
- Jaxon!
- Owen! Owen!
- Hudson! Hudson.
- Hey, Mr. Wyatt. Mr. Wyatt?
Mr. Wyatt!
- Detective.
- Hey, listen, my condolences
to your friend here.
I'm really sorry.
- This is, this is unreal.
- This is, this is very real.
Hey fellas, we gotta get to
the bottom of this. Quick.
Do y'all have any idea, any
leads on how we can get started?
- I think I know where I can start.
- Owen, where are you going?
- Hey, hey.
- Charles, get Julian, and
you guys come with me now.
Let's go.
- Hey, no,
fellas don't go, no.
Mr. Wyatt? Hey, hey,
listen, listen fellas.
I need y'all to let law
enforcement handle this, all right?
- I will once I get my husband back.
- Yo, hey, don't y'all go.
Fellas, listen to me, seriously.
Hey, hey fellas.
Damage.
- Owen, why are we here?
- The waitress from earlier today,
the way she looked at Reeve
makes me think she knows something.
Come on.
- Can I help you, honey?
- Hey, we came here earlier.
The waitress that served us, where is she?
- I don't know who you're
talking about, honey.
There's a couple of us
who work this shift.
- Girl, we talking about
the butch looking lady
who made a scene when she saw my friend
and dropped the water pitcher.
- Oh dear, you mean Linda.
Well, she's off tonight.
- Does she live in the area?
- Oh dear. I can't give you
that personal information.
- We understand. We came
because we want to give a tip.
She had great service, right guys?
- Oh, well, she does live near.
If you wanna leave it here,
I'll make sure that she
gets it on her next shift.
- Here you go.
What?
- Money. Money.
- Fine. Here you go.
- Well, you gentlemen are god
sent. She will be floored.
- Yeah, well, we're just
trying to be a light
in this dim world.
- Well, amen.
- Thanks. Let's go.
- So what now?
- We wait.
- Oh, hey, you'll never
believe what happened.
- What?
- These guys came by
and they wanted to give this tip.
- What?
- Yeah. Yeah.
- Oh my gosh, this is
amazing. Are you kidding me?
Oh, thank you Barb.
- You deserve it.
Oh, I appreciate it. See you later.
- Bye.
- Hey, hey. Okay, here we go.
- Owen, do you think this is a good idea?
- Charles, I'm just gonna
ask her a few questions
and that's it.
- This is too much.
- Guys, don't worry.
I'm gonna make sure backup's there
before we even arrive, all right?
- I don't know.
- Kevin?
Hello?
Oh, dear God.
My Lord, child, I'm so sorry.
Hold on.
Hold on.
Let's cut these open and get
you outta here, honey, okay?
Trust me.
Okay, okay.
Okay, I'm gonna find keys to these cuffs.
Now, you just hang on a
minute, darling, okay? Okay?
Oh, oh.
Hey Kevin. My sweet, sweet little boy.
I heard some commotion going
on and I wanted to make sure
you were all right.
And then I saw this young
man and I thought to myself,
I thought, he looks uncomfortable.
Kevin, Kevin, before you go
and get yourself all upset,
I was just trying to help.
Baby, baby, I meant no
harm. Please, Kevin, no!
- No!
It's all right. It's all right, baby.
Don't let them turn you
into something you're not.
I love you.
- Let me out! Please!
Please open this!
- Reeve!
- Reeve!
- Reeve!
- Reeve!
- Reeve!
- It won't open!
- It won't open.
- Y'all, I don't think we
should be up in here like this.
- Well, you can go back to the car.
- So I can be snatched up
like a bag of potatoes?
- Shh.
- Reeve, Reeve?
- Reeve.
- motherfucker.
- Oh my God, Jaxon.
- Hey!
- Bitch, this whole time you had a gun?
- No. Got it from his mom's room.
Guess she knew this day was coming.
- Bitch, don't think I don't
know you fucked my man.
- Girl.
- But we'll handle that shit later.