Lila and Eve Page #2

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Because I know you don't want me

to go out there looking for you.

- Like that would ever happen.

- Yeah.

Yeah, and wipe your mouth, Jay Z.

Wipe all the cake off your mouth.

Jay Z.

Thank you.

Thanks, ma.

Here I am, reporting for sponsor duty.

Thanks for coming. I mean it.

- Just came to see if you're okay.

- Yeah. No.

I don't know what I am.

Well, it's like a hospital in here.

You need to cheer this place up

with some color, strength.

Like Tina Turner strength.

Although that sister did put up

with some serious bullshit.

- You seen Ike?

- Girl, he's a little, skinny man.

Like Somalia skinny.

I mean, the first time he raised his hand,

she should have just broke him in two.

Used them legs on him.

So, you went to see the police?

Feel better?

I feel...

forgotten.

I don't know what I'm gonna do.

Well, I'll give you a tip.

Stop cleaning.

That goes back to when I was a little girl

and I would hear my folks fighting.

I'd straighten up and clean

as a way of making things better,

feeling in control.

You know what they said? Get a hobby.

Why don't you fix the place up?

Sh*t, give it a facelift. You know,

I used to be an interior decorator.

I could help you.

I don't know. I'm going back

to work next week part time.

I don't know if I want to be

spending money fixing this place up.

Please. It won't cost nothing

to pull up this nasty-ass carpet

and burn it with the trash.

It was here when I moved in.

I never much liked it, but...

Let's pull it up.

You know, sometimes, they got some

real nice hardwood floor underneath here.

- Right here in the corner.

- I don't know why Justin keeps his bookbag...

See? It's already peeling up

here in the corner.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

You know, maybe he was...

maybe he was scared.

Maybe he was angry.

Maybe he just wanted to protect you.

Why would... why would he do...

do something like that?

What is he supposed to do?

His big brother gets killed, and the guys

who did it, they're still out there.

Well, I can't do anything about that.

But what if you could?

Would you?

Of course I would. Who wouldn't?

You know, with my little girl,

it was just like you.

They told me I couldn't

do anything, to wait.

So I waited.

And nothing happened.

Come on.

What?

Trust me. Justin's asleep

in his bed. He's safe.

Let's go for a ride.

I want to show you something.

It's over there, right?

That's where Stephon was...

And they got another dealer

out there just like that.

He's got to be working for somebody.

Denzel's on the trail

of a kidnapper in this one.

I got my own movie to go to.

- Who are these friends?

- You met them before.

- There's some I haven't met.

- And you're never gonna meet those.

Yeah. They'd call this house day and night

when you were in eighth grade.

Hi. Can I please speak to Stephon?

So, what's up with you and that

neighbor Ben? The plumber man.

All right. All righty.

These friends you're meeting tonight,

is any of them your regular girl?

Nah. They all know

who my regular girl is.

Oh, please. I'm not falling for that one.

That's just so whack.

Whack? You...

- Whack.

- Please don't start using my words.

- All right. Have fun. What time is it?

- Please. I'm 18. Come on.

I don't care if your 18.

11:
00, please, Stephon.

- Peace, Just.

- See you, Stephon.

- All right. You, me, and Denzel, baby.

- Yeah. Like always.

Detective said he needs a name.

Let's get one.

- "Let's get one"? Let's go home.

- No.

At the meeting, you started

to say what you wanted.

I just want justice for the ones

who took my son.

So let's get it.

I just can't go over there and ask.

It's a street. It's crowded.

You know what?

Everyone goes home sometime.

That's him.

Hey. The twins ain't here.

I got the food. I'm coming home.

What makes you think

he'll tell us anything?

No. No. What if someone... We can't!

We won't. Not unless we have to.

If I want to eat my french fries

on the way home, I'm gonna.

No. What are you gonna do?

I guess I'll get my Tina on.

Can I talk to you for a minute?

Yo, yo. Don't come up

on nobody like that.

I just got a question.

- I know you?

- No, but you know Ray.

What's it to you if I do?

What you want from me?

A name.

The corner that you work,

there was a drive-by last month.

- Someone's responsible. That name.

- Look. Get the f*** out my face.

I want a name!

Is this a joke?

I want a name! Give me that name

right now or I swear I'm gonna shoot...

What did you do?

What was I supposed to do?

You saw. He came right at me.

He's somebody's child.

He tried to kill us! Come on. Let's go.

Go!

- All we wanted was a name.

- But we did get one, didn't we?

Donelle Peete. I mean,

it's not the right name, but it's a lead.

And his phone.

His phone's gonna have more names.

- We can leave a tip for that detective.

- He'll know my voice.

He didn't know your face.

He won't know your voice.

Look. I know you're

freaked out right now.

But I know you feel lighter.

Stephon.

Wake up.

Wake up.

Don't leave me yet.

You hear me? You don't leave me yet.

You don't leave your mama yet.

Okay?

Now wake up.

You wake up, Stephon.

You hear me?

You hear me?

Breathe.

Wallet's gone, watch isn't.

Rolex.

The shooter left a Rolex?

The dummy also left a pocketful of pills

containing a felonious substance.

Felonious?

I catch you with that big-word dictionary

again, I'm gonna beat you to death with it.

- Where the hell's forensics?

- You know the drill. It's the ghetto.

That means they get here

when they feel like it.

Can't blame them. It's a simple ATM case.

Insert gun, pop, pop, pop, extract cash.

He took a cellphone and left the drugs?

And no shell casings anywhere.

- Got to be a revolver.

- No, I got it.

It's the conductor of the symphony orchestra,

and he hid the casings in his opera cape.

Smartass. Columbo got it done.

- Yeah, Columbo's old as sh*t.

- No. That's what he wants you to think.

So while you're busy making fun of him,

he's solving the crime.

No, no, no. I get the whole theme of it,

but I'll be the first one to tell you,

the sh*t don't hold up.

Saw it on TV Land last night. Lots of guys

in plaid jackets and wide-ass ties.

Is that what you do when you're not

on the job? TV Land?

Don't act like you don't know.

You know the married life.

Like a broken record.

Where the hell's forensics?

I'm headed out to school.

I know you're angry

about your brother. And I am, too.

But, Justin, you will not ever put

your hand on a gun. You hear me?

- I hear you. But...

- I want your word.

It's like I told Stephon,

a man keeps his word.

- You got it. But I don't know...

- Just go.

And bring home lots of books in your

backpack because other than school,

you won't be leaving home for awhile.

Got to stay calm.

What about the cash?

I don't want to have anything

to do with it.

Me neither.

Maybe slip it in the donation box

at the meetings.

I guess we shouldn't waste it.

You don't have to worry.

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