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Huh? Do you?

Basically, I'm saying the whole show

is slowed down just a half a beat...

- I'm too old for this sh*t.

- ...so Mitch can keep up.

Because I'm working out.

I do free-weights.

Go ahead. Make my day.

I'm taking care of mine. Mitch is not.

That's it. I'm taking care of mine

and Mitch is not.

Trey, look at this. It's all for you.

- Trey, I'm right here.

- Yo, Trey.

Five minutes up yet?

It's showtime!

What are you looking at that for,

Magnum?

- How come we're not talking to him?

- Because he's sitting in county.

A jailhouse.

That could be the next episode.

Forget it. I put him there.

He's the one who knows

about this gun.

He won't talk to me. I already tried.

He'll talk to me.

What makes you think

he'll talk to you?

I won't go in like a bulldog like you.

- I'll talk. I'll be in character.

- In character!

That's great.

You mean, like undercover?

A little finesse, catch him off guard,

have him think I'm someone else.

Character. What kind of a character?

I don't know.

ReRun! How you doing, my man? I'm Trey

Sellars from the Justice Channel.

- Have a seat, please. You being strong?

- Yeah.

- Thanks for coming. You okay?

- I ain't heard of no Justice Channel.

That's because we got started

while you was rotting away in here.

The Justice Channel is devoted to

shining the light on victims like you.

- He's got talent, Mitch, come on.

- We're wasting our time.

Is that a new shirt?

It looks good. I like you in solids.

What's this sh*t about you

getting me out?

Not me, brother, the TV show.

I'm hosting a show called Framed.

Let me tell you about the show.

We spotlight you.

Put a light on your situation.

Let the people see you.

Hopefully, we get a grassroot

campaign started and get you out.

I got three people out.

You can be number four.

- Like Mandela.

- Similar. You ain't as noble.

You ain't no Nelson. You're ReRun.

You your own man. We want ReRun out.

Mandela's sh*t stink too.

Trey, I'll talk you through this.

- Not so loud.

- Say what?

I wasn't that loud.

You don't have to talk too loud.

Shouldn't my lawyer be here?

That's the wrong thing you can do.

Let me explain something.

Research has shown people

don't want to hear lawyers.

They want to hear it

straight from your mouth.

I got Johnnie Cochran.

No offense, bro.

Cochran will get a response

I'm not trying to get.

I'm trying to get people

to connect with you.

If they see Johnnie Cochran

in a $1000 suit...

...they ain't going to get you

out of prison.

Ain't no cops here.

Just me and you. Brother to brother.

I'm your brother.

Take it slow. Nice and easy.

He's still on the fence.

All right! You and Lazy Boy

got this gun from somebody!

You work for the same person!

Who you working for?

What the hell?

What kind of reporter are you?

- I don't tiptoe around the truth!

- Back off.

And I will not back off

until I find out the truth!

Brother, look at me. They selling

your black ass down the river.

You say "ass" on TV?

This is cable.

I can say whatever I want to.

Did they tell you plea-bargain?

Take the hit, do the time?

That's what was said, isn't it?

Yeah.

See if you can get a name.

It's time, ReRun.

It is time to shine the light

on who's behind this.

Who's the puppet master?

Whose time are you doing?

While you're in here

he's smelling freedom.

- And tasting it.

- What you smell?

- Ass.

- Ass and feet, and tension and stress.

Hey, brother, that ain't for you.

Look in that camera right now.

Make a connection.

Look right into the lens.

Say who it is that's supposed to be

in here instead of you.

Look in the camera and say it.

I'm with you.

I'm right here with you.

All the people out there in TV land...

...and Mama, I'm coming home soon...

- Your baby be home soon, Mama.

- Yes.

The culprit...

You'll see Mama soon.

...that put me on the streets

to do his dirty work...

...that's shitting on my freedom...

Tell them.

...is none other...

This is an emotional moment.

I get caught up when I know a brother

is ready to leave. I love it.

...than Vargas!

Caesar Vargas!

He said it!

Hope you're watching, b*tch.

- Sh*t.

- You did the right thing, brother.

Find out where he is.

You going down, baby.

You made a connection.

When the people see this,

they'll get rallied up. I can tell.

Now, where would a guy

like Vargas kick it?

- You trying to get a brother killed--

- Not at all.

I do this for the viewers.

We don't point fingers.

We'll say, "If you don't want to run

into Vargas don't go to this place."

Hanging out with him, you wind up

in this place. That's how you got here.

Look to the camera.

Think about the babies, the children.

Save the babies, brother.

People...

...and children in TV land and all

the little kids around the world...

...don't be like me.

And if you want to stay

out of harm's way...

...don't go to Club Cuba Loca

on Figueroa.

It's a bad place. Don't go.

He's just lucky.

Brother, you did the right thing.

Don't you feel good?

- We connected.

- A weight off my shoulders.

You going down, b*tch.

I got backup now.

Hey, that's a wrap.

Yeah! Come on, Mitch.

Now it's time for us

to get down to my story.

I was born in a corn field,

Grandma was a stripper--

Save all that for when you do

The Oprah Winfrey Show.

Yo, we going to the club tonight.

Now what?

Watch me.

Is the mike on?

Can you turn the mike up?

Sorry to bother everybody.

Is Mr. Vargas here?

Anybody know where Mr. Vargas is?

Mr. Vargas?

There he is.

See how easy that was?

Don't get up, we'll come to you.

Sorry. Go on back...

...to living la vida loca.

Sorry, I always wanted to do that.

Be right with you, Mr. Vargas.

Interesting approach.

Just doing my part.

He's over this way.

- That button-cam was a good idea.

- Yeah, I told you.

- Mr. Vargas?

- Yes.

I'm Detective Preston, L.A.P.D.

I'd like to ask you some questions.

I am in the middle of dinner.

- Hope this doesn't ruin your appetite.

- I got a strong stomach.

- Who's he?

- One of your employees. You know that.

A lot of people work for me.

I don't know this guy.

And what about this guy?

What's his name?

He's big...

...probably big enough to go through

those bulletproof vests you wear.

Am I right?

Bulletproof vest, huh?

And you are...?

You can't miss me. I'm across

the street on the billboard.

You are the TV cops.

Right.

What's your line again?

"It's showtime!"

It's showtime!

I told you it was good.

See how funny this is

once we arrest you.

And then what?

What'll you do?

Try me in The People's Court?

We're gonna be watching

your punk ass 24-7, slick.

Are you going to arrest me?

Because if you're not, get out.

Or I have to call the real cops.

- Hey, we are the real cops.

- Sure you are.

- You don't think we're real cops?

- I think you're a joke.

It's all right. He cannot touch me.

Not this time, but next time

I'll drag you out of here in cuffs.

You see, I told you.

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