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- I just don't know.
(scoffs) Dad, why do you always ask me that?
Mm-hm. I mean, I know.
But, Mom doesn't tell me about her love life, nor do I ask.
And no, I am not about to start asking. What?
Look, it's been two years since the divorce,
I think it's healthy to move on.
Well, if you're on your way to what date,
then why are you worrying about Mom?
Okay. (scoffs) Whatever, Dad.
Okay. Well, I will see you
this weekend.
I can't wait until you meet Liya.
Mm-hm.
All right. Bye Dad.
(phone hangs up)
(marker writing)
(door opens) ♪ Oh, somethin' new ♪
♪ Stop, drop ♪ - Gus.
♪ Shut 'em down, oh, no ♪ - Gus!
That's how Ruff Ryders roll - Gus.
- Hey, shit.
Miss Jackie, what you doing here?
Look, I know principal Owen's cheap ass
is not paying you overtime.
- Overtime?
He won't even pay me extra for being a teacher
and foreign exchange coordinator.
I have no choice but to stay late, just to catch up.
- Tell me about it.
You know, this fool want me to change
the hardwoods in the gym?
Like our sorry ass team need a new basketball court.
Ain't won a damn game since the prohibition era.
You know, last game we scored fourteen points
and four of 'em was for the other team.
Look, I really don't think basketball's our sport
at this school.
We really should try something else.
Damn team couldn't shoot a penny in a wishing well,
you know what I'm saying? - Okay. Okay.
All right, Gus, I think you've distracted me long enough.
I've gotta finish grading for my kids.
- Okay, I get it. Look, all right.
But if you ever want vent about our cheap ass boss,
Gus is your man, all right?
- Okay. - I'll be in hallway C,
keeping everything clean.
If you ever need anything, touched up, trash taken out,
I'm your man. - Okay. Will do.
- You know, holler at me if you ever wanna talk
or just chat or anything like that.
- Uh-huh. All right. - You know what?
Speaking of vent, - Ooh, all right then.
- You know what this student
wanna do? - You have a good night.
- I just wanna- - Bye.
(ominous music)
(marker writing)
(keyboard clatters) (marker writing)
Can I help you?
Did you need any help?
(ominous music continues)
(knife slashes)
(knocking at door)
- Kayla.
Sweetie, it's 7:30.
Come on, we have to leave soon.
Come on sweetie, breakfast will be ready in a little bit.
- Hey.
- Still no signs of life?
- No.
- Sweetie, do you even think that she should be
going to school?
I mean, that was her mentor.
- Of course she's going to school.
This is her senior year and every memory is precious,
even the bad.
- Hm. All right.
Well, I'm going to finish breakfast.
Okay?
- Okay. - All right.
(knocking at door)
- Hey Kayla, are you okay?
- Yes. (whimpers) At least I will be.
- Look, I know how hard it is to say goodbye to someone.
But just know that we're here for you, okay?
You know, Miss Jackie was one of my favorite coworkers
at the school.
- I hope so, Mama.
I mean, she was our neighbor before she left for college
a few years ago.
- Just because we were neighbors
does not mean I was obligated to like her.
You know, I still can't stand Mr. Frank's old,
new shape of thieving ass.
But Miss Jackie, you know, really admit she was an angel.
And I know how close two were.
I appreciate all the help that she provided you.
So, with that being said, I am going to ask Principal Owens
if I can take over the foreign exchange in abroad program.
- Don't you think that'll be too much?
I mean, we already have Sade living with us.
- Oh, I'm glad you brought that up.
We will also be taking in Miss Jackie's exchange student.
- (scoffs) Liya?
- Oh, you know her.
Look honey, I know it's a lot to process,
but Liya didn't have anywhere to go
and the fact that she's still willing
to continue her studies after losing her guardian
is truly commendable.
- (scoffs) Mama, if you're trying to run me out
before next semester, just say that.
- I'm not.
You are trying to study in Europe next semester, correct?
- I don't know.
It's all just too much to think about right now.
- I understand. We can talk about this later.
Hurry up and get dressed.
Liya will be here after school.
Good morning.
- Good morning, Mrs. and Mr. Nelson.
- Good morning, Sade.
So, Sade, you're almost completed
with your first week in America.
How's it going so far?
- Very well, except I think I lost my earrings yesterday.
- [Mr. Nelson] Hmm.
- Oh, and I've been loving the American experience.
Especially the hospitality.
- That's great to hear.
I'm not sure if you're aware or not, but
Miss Jackie was murdered at the school last night.
- What?
- I hope that doesn't ruin your view of America.
Also, we'll be taking in her exchange student, Liya.
Do you know her?
- Yeah. She's okay.
Good morning, Kayla.
I heard about what happened to Miss Jackie.
- Yeah. Good morning.
- So, I hope everybody can still have a decent day,
considering the circumstances.
- Thank you. So, what do you have planned for today?
- I'll be taking care of some things around the house,
you know, also in the lawn.
- So, technically you don't have a real job?
- Well, technically I'm in between, you know, my job search
and so I'm gonna take care of some things around the house,
but I've invested enough to maintain.
- Well, that's good.
Men in Nigeria, they're encouraged to join
the Wildlife Brigade.
- Really? I mean, what do they do?
- [Sade] Well, they go out and collect elephant poop.
- Well, those guys won't nearly be raking in
as much as I will.
Got a big opportunity and let's just say,
it's gonna be a pretty big pay day.
- So, when do you start?
- It's in the works.
- Well, on that note, we should all be getting ready to go.
- Have a good day.
- You too. - Okay.
All right. Let me know if you need anything, give me a call.
(ominous music)
- So, how you feeling?
- I feel like I'm in a bad dream.
I mean, just yesterday we were going over
all of my Europe info and now she's gone?
- Damn.
Hey, I know it's hard, but I mean,
look at the bright side,
at least we get to graduate school together now.
- Bright side Lance, really?
- I mean, I know it sucks how all this happened. Okay?
But I can't say that I'm sad that you're not going to London
or whatever, instead of finishing school with me.
- Lance, where were you after school yesterday?
- What do you mean, where was I? Are you serious, Kayla?
You know exactly where I was yesterday. I was at practice.
Okay, if you want, we can go find Coach Atkins right now
and he can confirm my alibi.
- Ugh. It's just too much going on.
I mean, my mentor was just killed on campus yesterday.
I'm now gonna have two exchange students living with me
and you're sitting there happy that I'm not going to Europe?
(scoffs) Well, jokes on you, Lance,
because I'm gonna do whatever it takes
to still be able to go and get away from all this bullshit.
- All right, but come on, Kayla. Kayla.
Well, take me with you.
- What are you talking about?
- To Britain or to Italy? Or, wherever the hell you end up.
I just want to be with you, Kayla.
I love you, Kayla.
(wind whooshing) (birds chirping)
- [Mrs. Nelson] Knock, knock.
I hope I'm not interrupting anything.
- Would you leave if you were?
- [Mrs. Nelson] I guess your phone has
literally been ringing off the hook.
- Reporters, parents, the police.
The whole thing's been a real shit storm.
Meanwhile, I'm stressing trying to write this statement
for the media, while I have a school to run.
- That is why I'm here.
To relieve you of a stressor
you probably haven't even thought of.
Who will fill Jacqueline's position?
- Jesus Nelson, she's been gone less then 24 hours.
But if you think you can teach chemistry and history
at the same time, we could avoid having to pay a sub.
- I was speaking of the foreign exchange program.
You see, I already housed two thirds of the students
and my daughter will be studying abroad next semester.
So, I just feel that it is imperative that these kids
are with someone they're most comfortable with.
Especially after losing Jacquelin,
who has been all they've ever known.
- And I thought my wife could filibuster.
But, absolutely. Just don't expect a bump in pay.
- Oh, I wouldn't dream of it from you.
No, but seriously, all I want is for these kids to be okay.
That's all that matters.
- Well, if there's nothing else, you can close my door
on your way out.
Unless you want to help me write this statement.
- What do you have so far?
- We at Jefferson High would like to extend our condolences.
- Is that it? (scoffs) Owens, hand me the keyboard.
(keyboard clattering)
I don't know how you got this gig.
- (chuckles) I don't either.
(light buzzing) (ominous music)
- Hey. Hey, let's move it along.
Ain't no standing in the hallway.
- Hey, chill man.
Listen, she's livin' her life.
Let me put it like this,
her class throughout the day continues to ignore the bell
while they continue working on the ABCs, yeah.
Yeah. (chuckles)
- Yeah. Y'all heard the principal.
We need to get to our classes when the bell rings.
- Come on. I'm just playing.
Well, you're standing there looking creepy as fuck.
(indistinct)
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- [Liya] What the fuck are you doing, Sade?
- Minding my business, something you should try.
- Minding your business, peeping through the window
where our teacher was just murdered?
Sounds suspicious to me.
You know, in my country it's rude to cry
at someone's death place before their spirit
has time to cross over.
- And you Ethiopians are what? Dignified?
The only value you have is late night infomercials,
begging for handouts.
- Fuck you, Sade.
- Run along. I think I lost my earring here yesterday.
I'm sure it's worth more than your village.
- You sure you didn't lose it after school?
- Are you implying that I'm a killer?
- Well, are you?
- No.
Unlike you, I wasn't raised around that type of savagery.
Hm, but who knows what I'm capable of
when I'm pushed in the corner, roomie.
- Hey, Wakanda and Zamunda.
Let me guess, you don't have hall passes?
That's what I thought.
You see, in this country we have rules
and important people like principals are to be respected,
on principle.
Hall pass. Look into it.
Ph-phst.
(birds chirping)
- Oh my gosh. I forgot, was that light turned off?
- [Mr. Nelson] Hey ladies.
- Hey man. - Hey.
- Liya and Sade, go help Liya with her bags.
And show her to her room.
(piano music)
- [Mr. Nelson] Hey Liya.
- (sighs) Oh, I'm sorry. What a beautiful home you have.
- Thank you. You should see the inside.
Come on in.
- And show her to her room.
- Is that Mr. Reams?
- You know what? It sure is.
- Go see how he's doing. Dinner can wait.
- Yeah. You're right, I'll call him over here.
I'll be on the inside shortly.
- Okay.
- Reams.
(piano music continues)
- (groans) Good evening, Nelson.
- What's going on, man? Good to see your Reams.
- Good to be seen.
- Look, I wanted to give my condolences, man.
I know you're having a bad day, but, I'm sorry about Jackie.
- I appreciate that, man.
It's been hard, to say the least, you know?
I've been up at the hospital and the police station
all damn day.
- Man, sorry Reams. I don't even have any words, man.
You know, just, I'm sorry bro.
- It's all good.
And you got family over here or something?
- Oh, no.
That's just new foreign exchange students that we got.
We just got two today.
Actually we just got Jackie's phone exchange student.
- Liya?
- Yeah, Liya. Liya, yeah.
- Are you sure taking in multiple exchange kids
is a good idea right now?
Especially with you being outta work.
- Look Reams, it's no sweat. All right?
Anyways, I got a big day coming up and I'm gonna get paid.
Don't worry about it.
- Really?
- Really.
- Is it anything like, when you were doing those
paint touch-up jobs on people's homes and,
without them knowing, and then you charging them,
after the fact?
- No, Reams. Okay?
And look, you still owe me 50 bucks from that,
don't think I forgot.
But, I see you grieving,
so I ain't gonna worry about that, man.
All right? Anyways, don't worry about us.
We got this whole thing under control. All right?
- Yeah. - All right.
- See, that's what I thought too.
See, you might end up needing just as much prayer
as I did, when my family took in that foreign exchange girl.
What was that? Years ago.
I'm sure you remember that.
- Yeah. Yeah, I remember that.
But look, we got it under control. All right?
You know what? Won't you come over for dinner?
I mean, I feel like I owe it to you.
- I am not a charity case, Nelson.
- See, I mean, come on Reams.
- But, I do know your cooking to be quite exquisite,
so I just might take you up on that offer.
- All good. Well look, we hope to see you for dinner.
But listen, Reams, don't drown in your sorrows, all right?
Take care of yourself, man. We're here for you.
- I appreciate you.
- All right, man.
- Here, you want that?
- Nah, man.
- You don't want it? - Nah.
- Give me my damn beer back.
I'll holler at you.
- And back to the living room.
My parents don't care too much about grabbing snacks,
just don't make it too late.
- Ooh, love it already.
- Love it already.
- (sighs) Sade, hey. You good?
- Oh yes.
I'd be even better if I'm able to make
one of my famous dishes for you from back home.
- Oh. So we got another chef in the house, huh?
- Yes, sir.
- Okay, okay. You know what?
How about you make a list
of all the groceries that you need.
I'll go get it tomorrow.
You can cook something this weekend.
- Okay. Sounds great.
- All right. Sounds good.
- Thanks for the help, Kayla. I appreciate it.
- No problem.
- Hey, how close were you and Miss Jackie?
I mean, I just ask 'cause you seem to be
the only person taking her death just as hard as me.
- Yeah, we were really close.
I've known her since elementary school.
She just, she always kept it so real, you know?
Not like any other adult.
- Way better than any in my country.
- Hey, Liya. Everything okay?
- Good. Kayla has been a great host.
- That's my girl.
Well, if you need anything at all,
please let me and Mr. Nelson know, okay?
- Yeah.
- Kay, have you seen my big brush?
- Under the sink?
- Cool beans.
Oh wait, say less.
I got it, no cat.
- Mom, that doesn't even make sense.
- Okay, whatever.
- (laughing) Your mom is really nice.
- She's alright.
I'll let you get settled.
- Yeah.
(ominous music)
- I hope you two got this outta your system,
because this is your one warning.
Lucky for you, I consider myself a worldly man.
So I understand that where you're from,
you solve all of your issues by fighting.
But that kind of savagery is not tolerated in America.
I know you hold your culture dear, but you have to adapt.
If I let you run wild, the next thing I know,
you'd be running around the neighborhood in grass skirts,
hunting house cats.
So, the next time you feel like acting aggressively
towards each other, I want you to think
of the famous African proverb, "Hakuna Matata."
To be honest I can't really remember myself what that means,
but it is something positive, right?
Right?
- (scoffs) Suck an asshole. - I hate this school.
- I know. - That guy is such an asshole.
I can't believe that's the type of leadership
we're supposed to respect around here.
- I know, he don't even deserve to live.
Better yet, or even be in a position of power.
- I can't believe Miss Jackie had to be
the one to go instead of that worthless piece of swine.
- Yeah (scoffs). You know what?
Even though all that's happening,
made me realize how ignorant I've been towards you.
- You mean how ignorant we've been towards each other?
I'm sorry.
- Me too.
But still, i could fuck that guy.
- I know right? It's a radioactive disease Camelot.
- Come on, let's go to class.
(rhythmic music)
- So, guess what I did today?
- Besides skip physics class?
- Ha, ha, ha. Funny, funny.
You know what?
Check this out.
Mm-hm.
- So you're really gonna apply to study abroad with me?
- That's right.
See, I told you I want to be wherever you are.
In physics class, I was printing out and filling out
the paperwork, or the application anyway.
Hopefully you're traveling partner next semester.
- God, you know my mom's biggest hangup
about me studying abroad is going alone.
And she absolutely adores you,
I just know she's gonna approve this application.
- I think so too.
See, I'm gonna be with you, girl.
- Oh(giggling). - Oh God. Gotcha.
- I'm excited.
- Yeah. It's gonna be dope.
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- Absolutely not, Kayla.
- What do you mean?
You've always been so concerned about my safety overseas
and who to better protect me than Lance?
- Technically, it's too late for him to sign up, sweetie.
He would've had to sign up a month ago.
- But, you're head of the program now.
Surely you can pull some strings.
- Exactly. I just got the position, Kayla.
I'm not trying to jeopardize it
so you can go on some European love tour.
- This is so unfair.
You know, Miss Jackie would've done whatever it took
to approve his application.
- Well, maybe he should've signed up a week ago.
Kayla.
(R&B music)
- Shit.
(rhythmic music)
- Boo.
- What the hell are you doing?
- You don't have to hide your drugs. I'm not a snitch.
- Well, congratulations.
Now, can you get outta my car
before Kayla catches you in here?
- (sighs) Relax.
Kayla is up there crying her eyes out.
Is the emotional type your thing?
- What's it to you? I'm taken.
- Don't nobody want you. Neither does Europe, apparently.
- You got jokes.
- Are you gonna babysit the blunt or pass it?
- Oh, now I know you funny, now.
- You Americans don't know anything about
(foreign language).
(rhythmic music continues)
(Sade coughs)
- Oh, see what I'm saying?
- What the hell is in this shit, skunk piss?
- [Lance] It's called gas. Gimme my blunt.
(wind whooshing) (birds chirping)
(indistinct crowd chatter)
- I mean, why not ask again though?
You know what they say? Third time's a charm.
- No, because when my mom says no,
that's exactly what she means.
- But she seems so nice and loving though.
- Not allowing Lance to go with me is her version of loving.
She thinks we're temporary.
- You know I was looking
through your family photo album last night.
- Nosy much?
- Mm. Yeah.
I noticed your parents were high school sweethearts too.
- Mm-hm.
- Do you think your grandmother
would've approved of your mom moving overseas with your dad,
as goofy as he is?
No offense, but, you know, it'd be nice of her to grant you
the same opportunity.
Don't you think?
- So this is where y'all are. What's up ladies?
- Don't sit. Come with me.
- Wait, what do you mean?
- Come on. - That looks good.
- Mama, I wanted to talk to you about yesterday.
- Good, because I wanted to talk to you too.
You got some nerve showing your little
smug face around here.
- See, this is what I mean. What is your problem with Lance?
You didn't have an issue with him until
he wanted to study abroad with me.
- No, my issue came when I called him smoking with Sade.
- What?
- She only took one hit.
Damn, I knew she was gonna snitch.
- [Mrs. [Nelson] Watch your mouth.
- I'm sorry.
- And she did not snitch on you.
The smell when she walked in my house, snitched on you.
See, you obviously did not read the portion
of the application that stated that there is
a zero drug tolerance for any student participant.
Not only have you jeopardized your standings,
but you have jeopardized Sade's as well.
But since I am trying to be more gracious, like Miss Jackie,
I'm not terminating Sade's opportunity.
- Well, that's that.
- Not so fast, Lance.
See, I didn't want you to go unpunished.
So, I went to have a little conversation with Coach Atkins,
you know, hoping that he would suspend you from the team,
or whatnot, and he told me that he kicked you off the team
weeks ago.
- Wait, so?
- Oh my God. - Kayla, wait. Kayla.
(ominous music)
- Wait, Kayla. Kayla, wait, wait, wait.
Look, I can explain.
- Explain what?
I was at home crying over you
and you were having a smoke session with Sade.
- It wasn't like that.
- And where were you when Miss Jackie was killed?
'Cause you sure as hell weren't at practice.
God, I feel like I don't even know you anymore.
Hell, I didn't even know you smoked.
- I sell it too.
- What?
- That's where I was the other night, I was working,
which is why I got kicked out the football team
a couple weeks ago.
Coach Atkins found out.
But, he done it me favor, 'cause I mean,
he could've turned me in, or got me expelled, or worse.
- Why are you even taking a risk like that
in the first place?
- You.
- Me?
- Yeah, your going to UT and this is the only way I know how
to raise quick money so I can join you.
- Well, maybe you shouldn't go with me.
- What do you mean?
- Look, you keep making all these grand gestures for me
and you keep forgetting to think about yourself.
You keep worrying about contributing
to what I want out of my life.
You will never figure out what you want for yourself.
- But I know what I want. Kayla, I want you.
Kayla?
(somber music)
(birds chirping)
- I can't believe you got Lance in trouble.
- Lance got himself in trouble.
- So you're okay with breaking them up?
- Who said that they were broken up? Kayla's not even here.
And who knows?
They're probably trying to work it out right now.
She's at school tutoring freshman.
- Ugh. - Ugh.
Her perfection is sickening.
- She probably ain't all that.
Most people aren't who they seem to be.
- That's not true. Miss Jackie was an amazing woman.
Really gonna miss her. you know?
- (laughing) You are so naive.
People like your precious Miss Jackie
are the worst type of 'em all.
They don't acknowledge their true nature.
- What the fuck are you talking about, you riddle?
- Sade? Being grounded means no guest.
- Joel is not my guest. He's Liya's.
(Sade sighs)
- Joel, you should be going too. Liya has homework.
- Yes, Ma'am.
- By the way, you gonna explain what you meant
about Miss Jackie?
- Nope. (sighs) Too soon, maybe in due time.
I should get out of here anyway.
Mrs. Nelson much more stricter here than she is at school,
homework on a Friday.
I was planning on asking you out.
- How many times do I have to tell you no?
- Eh, now I understand why you continue to turn me down.
You probably can't even go for a walk without permission.
- And maybe I will. What do you know?
- Prove it.
- What are your guardians like, anyways?
- Pretty much nonexistent. Just the way I like it.
See ya.
(city noise)
(Liya sighs)
- Where are you coming from?
Finally give in and give Joel some?
- Shut up, Sade. Where is everyone, anyway?
- You haven't heard?
Coach Atkins was murdered today after school.
- What the hell is going on around here?
- Something crazy.
And the crazy thing is, Kayla's the one that discovered him.
So I have to ask, where are you coming from?
- Don't do that.
- What?
- Clearly I took a walk after Joel left.
I wanted to take in the neighborhood.
Clear my mind, you know?
- You sure you didn't stop by the school first?
- You sure you didn't feel bad after getting Lance
in trouble and take it out on Coach Atkins
after school today?
- See, that's absurd.
- Well now you see how it feels.
- Maybe it was you.
Maybe you felt embarrassed because he allowed you
to embarrass yourself on the volleyball court today.
- Fuck you, Sade. Just hope Kayla's okay.
- I know, she has been giving off curse vibes lately.
- She's not cursed.
- You never know.
- Just give her some time.
(door squeaks shut)
Good evening, ladies.
- Continue. - All right.
Hello ladies.
So obviously I didn't get a chance to cook,
but I did get us some of the best chicken in the city.
- Mr. Nelson, what happened at school today?
- Well, we don't want to go into details,
but Coach Atkins was murdered today.
The cops don't have any leads yet.
- So there's a serial killer?
- I wouldn't say that.
- I mean, there's been multiple murders and no evidence.
What if he strikes again?
- Ladies. Ladies.
I'm pretty sure that everything's gonna be okay.
- Exactly. So far, it's only been staff at school.
But until they do figure out something,
I want you all to come straight home every day.
- Should we even be going to school?
- Well, if they shut down the school,
they shut down the foreign exchange program.
So, let's just take a breather and clear our minds,
Relax for the weekend and we'll handle it next week.
(knocking on door)
- Who is it?
- [Liya] Liya.
- Come in.
Hey, you okay?
- Sorry, that was dumb to ask.
- It was, do you need something?
- No, I just wanted to check on you.
Sade told me you found the coach.
(phone buzzing)
- At this point, I would rather talk to anybody but him.
- Listen, don't let another person's action
change your perception of how you live your life.
- I'm not, okay.
But, I'm seriously on the verge of shutting down (sobs).
- It's okay. Don't cry.
I'm here for you, okay? It's okay.
(birds chirping)
(knocking on door)
- Who the hell is knocking on my damn?
Lance?
- Hey, Mr. Nelson. I just wanted to know if I can-
- Lance, stop. You're not coming in.
Kayla can't have any guest.
Look, I was just wanting to see if I can-
- Lance, stop. Can't you call or text Kayla?
- I tried, but she's not responding.
- Listen. Young man, listen.
Once you lose a woman's respect,
it's a long journey back to it.
Are you ready for that?
- Well, yeah. I love Kayla.
- Good.
Well, you can start that journey,
but it definitely won't be today.
- All right. Thank you, Mr. Nelson, I appreciate it.
- No problem.
Now Lance, look, I want you to be careful out there.
There's a lot of craziness going on.
- Trust me. I know, I'm staying out of the way, I'm not-
- And keep it that way. Now, take care of yourself, Lance.
(door shuts)
- Oh man.
What the fuck?
- You think you'd be more cautious.
You know, being a murder suspect and all.
- I'm not a suspect.
My car was only there when coach got killed
because my battery died.
All right, I wasn't even there.
- Right? Just like I'm sure you here just to see me.
- You're fucking crazy, you know that?
Like, I don't want nothing to do with you.
I was only here to talk to Kayla.
- I'm just kidding. I'm trying to help.
- How?
- All she need is her space.
If it's meant to be, it'll be, eventually.
- Wait. Oh, you think so?
- Yeah. Everyone is way too intense around here.
Including you.
- Oh, wait.
Hey, don't. Hey, I can't, I can't do this.
- If you wanna stop then, stop.
(suspenseful music)
- How was your ride, and your ride?
- Listen, don't say anything. Okay?
- About what? The trash you are.
(Sade scoffs)
- Fuck you.
- (gasps) You know, I'm really trying
to stay out of your business, but you are making it so hard.
You could've at least made him turn on another street.
- (chuckles) Like I said, just relax.
- I'll try.
(door squeaks and shuts)
Slut.
(city noise)
- Want some ketchup? - Yeah.
Sade, I'm sorry I didn't get a chance to get your groceries.
- No worry, Mr. Nelson, I know funds are tight right now.
- No, it's not that.
Just that I'm preparing for a job that's gonna have a big-
- [Sade And Liya] Payday.
- Well, I guess I've mentioned that before.
- Quite often.
- Look, either way, I'll make sure you get what you need.
- Is Kayla coming to eat with us today?
- I'm not sure, I text her but I didn't get a response.
Oh, speak of my angel.
Well, since everyone is here,
I just wanna reiterate the new house rules.
I don't want anyone leaving and absolutely no guests at all.
We don't know who can be trusted out here.
Kayla, did Lance tell you he was coming over?
- Lance came over? He's blocked, so I wouldn't know.
- Well, the next time you talk to him, please let him know.
- (scoffs) Pretty sure he knows now.
- And that goes for you too, ladies.
Let your little friend Joel know,
he can't be coming over here trying to get litty,
trying to get jiggy with it.
- Okay, Mom.
- You know? Breakin' it down.
- We got it. - Yeah.
Oh, break it down, baby. Break it down.
Ooh, I got you, I got you.
Pow. Pow (laughs).
- Ooh, don't know nothin' about that, don't know about that.
- I don't know nothin' about that.
Yes. - Mm-hm.
- Okay (laughs).
But on a serious note, absolutely no guests,
unless me and Mr. Nelson are here, okay?
- Yes Ma'am.
- I think we did that.
(ominous music)
(city noise)
- Tragedy struck Jefferson High
once again last Friday evening, when faculty member,
Coach Terry Atkins, was found dead in the school's gym.
This has marked the second faculty murder.
After beloved teacher, Jacqueline Reams,
was murdered in her classroom.
Coming to us now live, from his office,
is the school's principal, Richard Owens.
Good evening, Principal Owens.
- Good evening.
- Many parents are criticizing the school remaining open,
despite the recent deaths.
What is the rationale behind this decision?
- It's really very simple.
Both of these murders occurred after hours,
isolated from our students.
But to provide extra protection,
we have suspended all after school activities
and increased campus security.
Because of the similarities of these two murders,
the police believe that the killer is intentionally
carrying out their actions so no one can witness them.
(suspenseful music)
(feed cuts out)
- (gasps) Oh my God.
(ominous music)
- Why are you still in bed? We have to go to school.
Get up, get up.
(Liya sighs)
- [Kayla] Where are you going?
- School.
- (scoffs) School is canceled.
Principal Owens was murdered live on the news last night.
You didn't hear?
- (gasps) Wait, but Sade said... Oh, bitch.
(outside alarm)
- Hold on. Baby, you have the keys?
- No, I don't have the keys. You've got the keys.
- Ladies, we are headed to the parent/staff
emergency meeting at the district building.
Do not leave the house and absolutely no guests.
- Yeah. What she said.
- Give us a call if you need us.
Are you sure you don't have 'em?
- I don't have the keys.
(door squeaks shut)
- (sighs) And the prison sentence continues.
I don't know why they're being so overprotective.
It's not like the killers looking for students anyway.
- [Kayla] And it's most likely a student.
- But who?
Joanne. Wait but, that's too obvious, right?
- Sometimes the most obvious answer is the correct one.
- True.
Hey, unrelated, but I was asleep at the time,
but where were you during the news last night, huh?
- Don't do that.
- You know what? Who's to say you were even in bed?
You know, someone's like yourself
with such an insignificant presence
can easily sneak in and out.
- Oh, like you've been sneaking in and out,
going unnoticed with Lance?
Hmm. I bet he's your alibi.
- You know what? Maybe he is.
- Mm.
- What?
- Look Kayla, I can-
- Get the fuck outta my house.
- But Kayla?
- No. Now bitch, get the fuck out.
And you, how could you not tell me?
- Kayla, I wanted to tell you,
but in my country of Ethiopia-
- I don't give a fuck about all that, okay?
You're here now, and hear friends tell each other
when they're getting played
and don't allow them to look fucking stupid.
- You looked stupid way before Sade and Lance
started fucking.
- You know what? - No, no, no, no.
Hear me out, Kayla. You exceed your purpose.
In my country, we would compare you to an olive tree.
- Why an olive tree?
- Because olive tree has multiple purposes.
We use them to build homes, provide nourishment,
to make weapon.
Oh, no, no, it's not you.
It's your mother that remind me of olive tree.
- (scoffs) What's your point, Liya?
- My point is, Kayla, that someone like you doesn't,
you don't need Lance.
My country, we compare Lance to our fruit fly.
You know what they say about fruit flies.
Hey, it's okay.
You know, olive tree don't share your beauty.
(door squeaks open and shut)
- Don't trip, I forget my...
Oh, look who's the scammer now.
- Mind your business.
(birds chirping) (somber music)
(Mr. Nelson sighs) - Thank you.
Why don't you go check on him and make sure he is all right?
- You know what? You're right.
(sighs) Let me go get changed and then I'll go talk to him.
- And I'll help Sade with dinner.
- Sounds good.
(birds chirping)
- Hey, Sade. They...
What is that smell?
- That is my family famous dish.
- It smells interesting.
Did everything go okay today?
- Everything went great.
How was your emergency meeting?
- Well, you are looking at the new acting principal.
- Really? - Really.
(ladies laughing)
The other faculty were too afraid to assume the role
and rightfully so.
Mr. Nelson tried to talk me out of it the whole way here.
- You would think he would be happy.
You could finally get him a job since it seemed like
that big payday won't never happen.
- True. Where are the other girls?
- Oh, they may be in Kayla's room.
- I'm gonna go check on 'em.
- You might wanna knock before you go in.
- [Mrs. Nelson] What?
- Oh nothing.
(birds chirping)
(glass bottle clanks) - Oh.
- Watch your step (laughing).
- How long have you been out here?
- (sighs) Long enough to water my whole lawn for a month,
without using my water hose (laughs).
- Look, are you not worried about your neighbors,
or maybe a Karen, calling the police on you
for indecent exposure?
- Shit, the cops were over here for my last two piss breaks,
but (sighs) they did give me a warning.
- Man, what were the police out here for, anyways?
- News, flash Nelson! Somebody just murdered my baby girl!
They probably came over here because they got tired of me
going out there to the police station,
asking for updates every day.
- You know what? Sorry about that, man.
My bad, my bad. Look, why don't you come over for dinner?
I mean, you probably need to get some food in your system.
- Food would be good for a change.
Listen, I'm gonna take me a shit,
then take a shower and I'll be over there.
All right?
- Look, do what you gotta do. All right?
And I'll see you later. Don't let us down.
(Joel sighs) (rain showers)
(ominous music)
- What the fuck? (grunts) What is this, exactly?
- This is my family's famous gondola dish.
- [Mr. Nelson] I bet it's only famous in her family.
(Mrs. Nelson clears throat)
- [Mrs. [Nelson] I'm sure it's delicious.
- Well, who's gonna take the first bite?
- Hard pass (sighs).
(doorbell rings)
- Mm. Maybe my dinner guest will be the first one to try.
- [Mr. and Mrs. Nelson] Guest?
- [Mrs. [Nelson] Didn't we say no guests?
- Yes. When there's no adults around it and I count, three.
- She has a point.
(somber music)
- Mm. You got some more?
- [Mrs. Nelson] Joel, are
your guardian's
not feeding you at home?
- It's just that, it's been a while
since I've had a home cooked meal.
Those people exist off almost nothing but Whataburger.
- Guardians. So you an exchange kid too?
- And the accent didn't give it away.
- How many damn exchange kids y'all got at that school?
See, no wonder is open season up there again.
- Mr. Reams, I know you're hurting,
but being so judgemental won't solve anything.
- Look, just because my daughter spoke highly of you
doesn't mean I trust you.
- Your instincts are right about this one.
She may not be a killer, but she sure as shady as shit.
- [Mr. and Mrs. Nelson] Sade.
- What?
You should've seen how she was all over Kayla earlier.
(Liya scoffs)
Somebody's trying to stay in America.
- I'm sorry, Joel.
- I didn't mean for you to find out like this,
but I guess that's the reason she invited you over here
in the first place.
- [Sade] Oopsy-daisy.
(Liya scoffs)
- These exchange students are wild.
See, you know a crazy foreign exchange bitch,
Tried to kill my family.
- Say her name.
- What?
- Say her name. That crazy bitch has a name.
- Joel. - Sinclair,
I know you've not forgotten yet.
- What do you know about Sinclair?
- I know that your daughter killed her.
- Joel.
- My daughter acted in self defense.
- Tell me something, do you Americans believe in karma?
I say your daughter got what was coming to her.
(Mr. Reams breathing heavy)
You're a bad man, eh?
- You killed my daughter. (ladies screaming)
Tell me mother fucker. Say it!
You killed my daughter.
- Let him go! Stop, get out of here now!
Go, go home.
- [Mr. Nelson] Relax, relax.
- [Mr. Reams] So you're just gonna let him go?
- You need to calm down.
These kids have been questioned multiple times already
at the school.
They are not responsible for the murders.
- That's some bullshit.
- Reams, relax. Reams?
- (scoffs) Ooh, and he calls us crazy.
- Sh (scoffs) this is your fault.
(birds chirping) (traffic noise)
- Morning, Kay.
- Morning.
- Don't worry, I'm not gonna kiss you.
- Shut up (chuckles).
- You have to brush your teeth first.
Yesterday was a lot, right?
- Yesterday and every day before that
I was thinking about just staying in my room all day.
Just to avoid anything else crazy.
- Yeah, I know.
Where the crazy could come to you.
- Well, good morning to you too, Liya.
- What do you want?
- Well, I was coming here to apologize for fucking your man.
Oh, and outing you too.
And just my general overall bitchy behavior.
- First of all, don't go patting yourself on the back.
You didn't out me.
And as far as Lance goes, you can have him
and you don't have to apologize for being a bitch
because you can't help it, bitch.
- Mm. Well, I don't want Lance and I don't want you
to think that I'm chasing him every time I leave this house.
- Where the hell are you going?
- Away, the warden's not going
and I have to see what's going on with Joel after yesterday.
- Well, I'm not letting you go there by yourself.
He probably doesn't wanna see me, thanks to you.
Or, you know, a team of three would be nice.
- No, good luck finding your third Charlie's angel.
(Liya sighs)
(somber music)
(Reams sighs)
- Wow.
I can't believe she still had this.
(taps on door)
- Hey man. How long you going to be?
Man, I can't keep the school alarms off
without somebody growing suspicion, you know?
- My apologies brother.
I do appreciate you letting me do this though.
- No problem, man.
I'm just, I'm just sorry about what happened to you.
All right?
You know, for the record,
I do wanna let you know that you raised
one fine young woman.
All right?
- (sighs) Thank you. - No problem, my pleasure.
You know, it's funny 'cause I was planning on meeting you
later on in life, right?
Shake your hand, for everything.
Ask for your daughter hand in marriage and all.
But I guess that's probably not gonna happen now.
'Cause what? I guess life's a bitch, right?
- Hm, that's strange because she's never mentioned you
ever. - Ever?
Ever. - I mean,
she probably wanted to keep everything secret
'cause we was..
All right. Listen, to be fair,
I would've had to ask her out on a date first,
but it was coming.
We were working our way up to the,
we use to lock eyes when I'd come clean, she'd look at...
Whew, you know what?
I'm just gonna wait for you in the back. How bout that?
All right, take your time. Sorry for your loss again.
- Thank you.
(alarm buzzing)
Damn, could give me a couple more moments at least.
(alarm buzzing)
(suspenseful music intensifies)
(hatchet chopping)
(suspenseful music)
(knocking on door)
- Sade. Sade, what the fuck are you doing here?
- Joel, you've gone too far this time.
- What are you talking about?
(Sade sprays) (Joel screams)
God, what the fuck?
(Joel breathing heavily)
Sade?
(suspenseful music intensifies)
(murderer grunts) (crowbar hits)
(Joel gasps) (crowbar clatters on floor)
(traffic noise and birds chirping)
- Kayla?
Kayla?
- She's not here, I don't know where she could be.
- Oh no.
- No signal? - What?
I need the...
- What the?
- They forgot to pay the phone bill again.
(Sade and Liya gasp)
- We didn't hear you come in.
Listen, we found out who the killer is, Joel.
- Wait, so you left the house.
- I'm sorry, but we had to.
We had to figure out who the killer was
and now Kayla's missing.
- And you're sure she's not here?
- Yes. - You checked everywhere?
- Yes. - Well come on.
Let's go find her.
(whooshing wind) (birds chirping)
(suspenseful music)
- All of them? For the same price?
It's only a moment in the present, right?
Just give back to me. ASAP.
(Mr. Nelson sighs) (slams phone down)
- What the fuck? Yo, you're fucking crazy, man.
- Hm. - What you doing?
What you doing? No, no.
- Kid, you don't know the half of it.
- No please. (duct tape ripping)
What you doing? (muffling indistinctly)
(birds chirping) (Lance sighs)
- Hey. Well thank you for deciding to come and see me.
- Relax. I just needed some air, but I'm listening.
- Okay, look. I know I fucked up.
Look, I never meant to hurt you baby. Okay?
Look, I was put into a situation I had never been in.
(sighs) Don't you know my parents
thought I was a fucking killer?
- So, you don't know anything about the murders?
(suspenseful music)
What?
- (sighs) I just think it's insulting,
anybody that knows me, thinking Think that I'm capable
of doing anything like that.
Don't you know, this is the most attention
my parents has ever given me?
I don't have love and attentive parents like you do,
or even family for that matter.
I literally have myself and you Kayla.
- Look Lance, I'm sorry about your family issues,
but I can't stand here and act like you didn't fuck Sade.
- Kayla, that was a mistake.
It happened one time. - Whatever. Whatever Lance.
Look, you know what? Please be safe, but stay away from me.
- Wait, wait, wait, wait. Look, it was a slip up, okay?
I'll do whatever it takes to get you back.
If it means waiting for you to get back from Europe
or spending a lifetime for you to understand that.
I love you, Kayla, and only you.
And I will spend a lifetime proving that to you.
- Lance, how long have you been here?
- About 20 minutes. Why?
- That's my dad's car parked at the school.
- Yeah, but you know, I mean, your mom's the principal now
maybe she's using his car.
- No. You know what, I'm gonna go look for myself.
- Wait, Kayla stay.
I can't let you walk to murder high by yourself. Come on.
All right, fine, me.
You wanna talk to your dad now?
Now you're not talking to me?
- Good news. It looks like your bios have arrived.
You know kid, that's three countries
before you even reached adulthood.
I'd be jealous of it, if you wasn't gonna be a slave.
You see, they didn't think ol' Nellie could pull it off,
that big payday.
But see, I did. It looks like I'm securing the bag.
Ain't that what you kids call it nowadays?
(indistinctly mumbling)
What?
Look, if I take this tape off your mouth
and you scream for help,
I'm gonna a smack the shit outta you.
You understand me?
Now, what do you have to say?
- Okay. I just wanna know why did you kill my guardians?
They were good people.
- I killed them 'cause they were good people.
You see, they wouldn't have stopped looking for you.
You see, it's easy to frame somebody for murder,
when nobody gives a fuck about it.
By the time the cops find your folks,
and tie you to the other bodies,
you'll be floating a cargo ship
on a whole 'nother continent.
- (breathing heavy) That's actually a very smart idea.
- I know.
- Which is how I know, you didn't come up with it. What?
(traffic noise)
- What are you doing? I know you don't have service.
- Yeah, I just remembered that emergency calls still work.
You know, we never reported Joel's car.
I thought you were,
you said we were starting at her favorite thrift store,
we just passed it.
Go back.
I'm gonna call about Joel's car.
(suspenseful music intensifies)
- Give me the damn phone.
Sit there and shut your ass up.
Shit, shit.
Son of a bitch. Come on.
(suspenseful music slows)
Hey.
Yeah, I'll be there with the rest of the package
in a little bit.
All right.
(music intensifies)
- What'd she say?
- Uh-huh. Yes. - No, please.
- I meet you around back.
- [Joel] No, no.
(somber music) - Well, kid.
It was nice chatting with you.
- You're a sick mother fucker (tape muffles)
- You know what? I'm kind of disappointed
that you didn't scream for help.
I kind of wanted to smack the shit outta you.
(Joel breathing heavy)
(Mr. Nelson grunts)
(indistinct mumbling)
What? You're still helpless,
so it counts.
I'll be right back.
(Joel sobbing)
- You upset? I'm so sorry.
- Congo sign language on that phone?
You might as well just forget about fighting this.
We already spread your kids' DNA
all over at the crime scene.
Even if you did get away,
no one's gonna believe your story.
Exchange students terrorize the community.
- Well then, take this. (Mrs. Nelson screams)
(suspenseful music)
(music intensifies)
- [Mrs. Nelson] Dammit.
(Mrs. Nelson gasps)
I'm gonna kill 'em.
- My friend, I'm gonna go get something to untie you.
Okay? Give me a second.
(hatchet chops)
- You forgot killers.
Ray, you seen Kayla?
- What, what you mean?
I haven't seen Kayla. You haven't seen them?
- No. I can't find her.
- What?
(gun fires, casing drops)
- I don't know.
I still think we should've laid low in Nigeria.
Maybe even Ethiopia.
- Gee, thanks.
- Trying to fly right now would be too risky.
We'll be much safer being smuggled into Dominican.
You're going to love me, eh. Trust me.
Hey, here come me cousin right now.
(suspenseful music continues)
Sinclair?
- Hello cousin.
(intense music)