Boiling Pot Page #7

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someone. Ain't that right nigga?

Alright, let's get outta here.

My God. Guys. He's not

breathing.

What?

You guys hear about that girl.

She got molested-

I just can't believe they cuffed me man.

You're lucky you aren't in jail right now.

Yeah I'm serious. Why are you

making this about you?

There are a lot more things

going on right now.

Guys just stop arguing!

Guys!

Trey is missing.

It's gonna be alright!

Hi.

You've reached Tremayne Torrance.

...and I'll get back to you as

soon as possible.

Rose. Rose! Where are you going?

Rose!

Dude I am not going to jail for this man!

My God.

What the hell was that,

Alexander?

Dude just shut up!

Don't tell me to shut up, Nolan!

I told you you're hitting too

hard!

And where the hell did that come

from?

And you kicking him in the face

was good for his health, right?

Would you just cut it out?

Guys we gotta get out of here.

No, no we can't just leave him

here.

Our fingerprints are all over

him!

Dude, fists don't leave

fingerprints!

We weren't feeling him up!

We gotta hide the body man.

We can't hide the body.

We can't just leave him here man.

We can't leave. He recognized

me. He saw my face.

He's dead, man.

- Nolan:
Why does that matter?

- I know! I know that!

He was drunk? Maybe

he hit his head.

Sam look at his face! How's he

supposed to do that to himself?

I don't know!

Sam. You got any rope in your

car?

Yeah. Yeah...

Go get it.

Holy sh*t Alexander.

- What? What?

- What the hell is that?

You just said it.

He did it to himself.

He hit himself in the face with

a crowbar?

Are you thinking right?

You gonna help me with this,

brother?

You gonna help me with

this, brother?

Yeah, I'll help you. But after

that I'm out man. I'm out.

Go get the stool too.

The one that Garret brought.

Okay. Alright.

Who's idea was it to fake a suicide?

Now, wait. People saw you coming

out of the fraternity...

with that stool, Garret.

No. I didn't touch him.

Why'd you bring the stool?

Why?

I didn't-

I didn't know what it was for.

And then what happened?

Well?

What happened after that?

I don't remember.

You aided in the murder of an

innocent man.

No. Wait a minute! I didn't

touch him.

My fingerprints weren't on him.

I was just there.

You did not stop them.

Of course it is. Criminal

facilitation.

You had knowledge of the

incident. That's an accessory.

Wait a minute. I was...

You stated you didn't know the

whereabouts of...

Alexander Kraus, Samuel

Boergadine, or Nolan Miller.

Who else was there?

I don't know. I...

Who else was there?

We spoke to your trainer Dimon.

ANd you've had some weapons

training too, is that right?

I get it. So, I didn't go to

the protest and so I'm a racist.

I had weapons training so I'm a

murderer.

And now, put two and two, I must

have killed him.

I'm glad we're on the same page.

Give me a minute.

I'll have someone get you a

formal letter of confession.

Yeah you know what, let's do it.

Do you think this is funny?

Yes, I do. But I wasn't the

one...

who was identified at the scene

of a murder...

standing under Tremayne's body

holding a weapon.

Ha! It was a baseball bat.

It's not a weapon.

Plus the kid was lynched, right?

So with some detective work...

you'll realize that

your assumption...

doesn't mean anything.

Clever. But must I remind

you that Tremayne was beaten...

before he was hung? Surprised,

Aside from having his neck

broken, snapped...

Tremayne's left arm was broken.

What kind of weapon do you think

was suitable for that?

Do you know? Do you know or

should I tell you?

No man save your breath. You'll

need it to blow up your date.

Listen you arrogant prick.

I have an eye witness who said

you helped kill him.

How about that?

You know what your problem is?

You don't know how to lie.

Go ahead check the bat for DNA.

Hey buddy, a guy does that to my

fiance, sh*t, I'd kill him too.

You wanna hit me? Take a

shot.

How about you shut your Goddamn

mouth?

You had to go. A tough guy like

you. Couldn't just go home,

look her in the eye, knowing

that another man touched her.

Had his hands all over her.

The minute you got that phone

call, your mind was made up.

The minute you got that call,

Tremayne was a dead man.

You know what, go screw

yourself.

I'm not answering any

more of your questions.

I'm not even finished yet.

We're just getting to the juicy

stuff right now.

This isn't a joke.

No honey, it's not. But you

know what is funny?

You date one guy. Dump him.

Get engaged to another. Then you

get him to murder a third guy.

All for you, Valerie. Valerie

of Troy. Or Sparta.

Which is it? Troy or Sparta?

Hell with you, it might be both.

I didn't get him to do anything!

I mean he didn't murder him.

- Prove it!

- I don't have to!

This is not a game, princess. A

young man was lynched.

And I need answers.

Now you give me something to

dance with.

Why am I being interrogated?

I need the overtime.

I'm the only one who has no

reason to be here.

Can you explain that?

You're a smart girl. Take a stab

at it.

You want me to say something

that you can use against Hazem.

Final answer?

Is that why I'm here?

Look I hate to be the one to

tell you honey.

But you should know that Romeo

actually testified against you.

He told me you were

the last person to see Tremayne alive.

Said you saw him in an alley.

Couple hours later he was found

dead.

So that's why you're here

princess.

Romeo's gonna spend a long time

in prison.

So I suggest you put the

wedding off.

That's okay, I'll wait for him.

After he testified against you?

He didn't!

He killed a man and he wanted to

frame you!

He had no reason to kill anyone!

He had all the reason he needed

because of you.

There's no one else.

There were four other guys...

No one else with a reason.

They all had reasons! You don't

have him!

I'm gonna hang him for it.

You're lying.

If he didn't do it, you know who

did.

I did it! Okay? It was me. I did

it.

Imagine if you could get a glimpse...

through someone else's eyes.

Suddenly, judging them loses its

appeal.

So I want you to listen to me closely.

We have an eye witness

who saw Hazem...

at the scene of your brother's

murder. Now we got him...

and we got you. You saw him

right after. He's a young man.

His fiance was just assaulted

by Tremayne...

less than an hour before he was

killed.

Tremayne didn't touch her!

She ran off crying to her friends...

because she saw a black guy in a

hoodie.

My brother didn't touch her.

All the numbers add up Rose. All

we need is you.

So let me ask you again.

Did you see anything to

indicate that...

Hazem Seif took part in murder

your brother?

No! I already said no. What is

this?

Do you understand what you're doing?

You could be letting

Trey's killer get away.

No one would doubt you about

Hazem.

Is that what this is about?

You need to decide what side

you're on, Rose.

Now, let's try to do the right

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