Reasonable Doubt (2022–…): Season 1, Episode 6 - Renegade - full transcript
Previously on
Reasonable Doubt...
No.
It's Kaleesha's
shady cousin Morgan Stephens.
Just hold up.
- Daniel, can you hear me?
Where's Kaleesha's laptop?
Daniel will give you
whatever you want for it.
- Kaleesha told me about
the emails you sent her.
- You and I need to talk
'cause those emails I sent to
Kaleesha aren't the end of this story.
I am holding
you to answer to the charge
of murder in the second degree.
What kinda
time am I looking at?
- Anything from
15 years to life.
I cannot believe my
dad stood me up again.
You told him to leave me alone?
- I was only thinking of you.
- I really wish you
would have forgiven Daddy
the same way you forgave Paul.
What's that
supposed to mean?
- Why would you even
agree to meet with him?
- You don't understand
anything about me.
We're separated.
- He's an idiot to let you go.
- Hey.
What's up, Jax?
What you wanna talk about?
- I want you inside me.
Morning, sunshine.
Oh. Morning.
Whoa.
Damn, look at you.
I mean...
- Alright, well, it took me some time,
but I finally got into Kaleesha's laptop.
- Anything good?
- Just a couple of cryptic notes
and initials I couldn't decipher,
but they're clearly about Clout.
How do you know?
- 'Cause no one talks in
code on their own laptop.
Unless you're a weirdo.
- Who's a weirdo? You?
- Why can't you just love me the
way that I love you, Krystal?
- Now, children, we cannot
hold on to this laptop.
It's unethical, and
actually, it's illegal.
Eventually, we're gonna have to
turn this over to the prosecution
and submit it into evidence.
But we also cannot let Brayden
know that we have the laptop
because we're not supposed
to have the laptop right now.
- First rule of Fight Club.
- So we need to find out what
Kaleesha was gonna whistleblow
about Brayden's company
before Mike does.
- He might already know. You
don't think Fallon told him?
- If Fallon knew about
Brayden's dirty little secrets,
she woulda been had
spilled them by now.
- "Been had"? What do you mean?
- What do you mean?
- "Been had"? Been had
doesn't make any se...
Why are you guys looking at
me like I'm the crazy one?
- Anyway, in the small chance that
Mike is able to decipher something
from the laptop that we weren't,
Brayden's gonna have
to tell us the truth,
once and for all.
Mmm.
- I'd been had to... understand
what you guys talking about.
Brayden, look,
stakes have changed.
If you don't tell us what Kaleesha
was gonna expose about Clout,
I promise you, it will be
used against you in some way.
You and I have
attorney/client privilege.
Whatever you tell me, I am bound
by my legal duty not to repeat.
- I understand,
but I'm telling you, no one
else knows besides Theo.
- And you trust Theo?
- Yes. I've known him
since I was 18 years old.
- And you're sure he
hasn't told anyone else?
- Yes.
- Brayden, if you're worried
about your company selling...
- Honestly, I'm not even
sure I wanna sell anymore.
Since Kaleesha... I'll just say
it's put things in perspective.
But at this point, I have
to think about my company.
It's bad enough that I'm
involved in all this.
The last thing I
need is more damage.
- Fine.
But I'm telling you, you're making
it harder for me to do my job.
- But luckily for me,
you're good at it.
- Hmm.
- I'll walk you out.
Hmm.
- That's one charming
mutha for ya.
- His charms aren't gonna
help him win a murder case.
Daniel, go through Mike's witness
list, see if there are any holes.
- Is there someplace
I should start?
- Yes. Ryan, Kaleesha's husband.
If there's anyone else who could
be a possible suspect, it's him.
The more ammunition you get
me for cross, the better.
- You got it.
- You really good with Brayden
keeping secrets from you?
- I have to work
around it for now.
I mean, everyone
keeps secrets, right?
Uh-huh.
Speak for yourself.
- It's day one of the Brayden
Miller trial here in Los Angeles.
The DA's office is
under a lot of pressure
to deliver a strong case
against the almost billionaire
in the murder of his former
Clout executive Kaleesha Moore.
- Morning.
- Morning.
- How you feeling? BRAYDEN:
We're hanging in there.
Oh, don't
worry. We got this.
Let's go.
- Good morning,
members of the jury.
They say money makes
the world go round.
But for some people,
it is their world,
and some people will do
anything they can to protect it,
even if that means murder.
And that's why we're here today,
because one woman,
an innocent, brilliant, generous
member of our community,
got in the way of one man
motivated by money and
the pursuit of wealth.
And that man is Brayden Miller.
- Ladies and
gentlemen of the jury,
a second-degree murder charge
is the charge on which my
client, Mr. Brayden Miller,
has been brought
before you today.
You will learn that Mr. Miller
is a successful businessman
who, in fact, was unfaithful to
his wife with Kaleesha Moore.
And because of this, the police
and the prosecution decided
to forego a thorough investigation
in favor of something easier.
Tunnel vision.
- Our evidence and testimony
will establish the following:
The defendant was on the brink
of his biggest achievement yet...
Becoming a billionaire.
A very elite club
that not many people,
including a person
of color, get into.
Would've been quite a
feat. But at what cost?
That cost was the life
of Kaleesha Moore.
- That means they picked who they
believed committed the crime,
and they created a story that they
are now hoping you will believe.
- Our victim, Kaleesha Moore,
dedicated four years of her life
to helping the defendant
build up his company.
But because Mrs. Moore was going to
share with the world damaging information
that she had that could have prevented
the defendant from becoming a billionaire,
he came to her home,
he seduced her,
and then he murdered her with
the stem of a wine glass.
- But I'm here to tell you
that their story is not true.
You will see that it is not based
on real evidence or hard facts.
It is only based on assumptions,
incompetence and, frankly, laziness.
- You cannot bring our
dear Kaleesha Moore back.
- And that is why
we are here today,
because the LAPD
and the prosecution
would rather get a quick
win than do real work.
- But... you can
prevent the defendant
from committing more evil by
after hearing all of our testimony
and seeing all of our evidence,
finding him guilty of murder.
- So however you may feel
about Mr. Miller's affair,
don't believe the
prosecution's hype.
Adultery is not murder.
And you will see that Mr. Miller
is simply an unfaithful man
on trial for a murder crime
that he did not commit.
Thank you.
Oh, those my babies I hear?
- Hi, Mom.
- Hi, sweetheart. Look at you.
You look so cute.
- What's up, Mom?
- Hey, handsome.
Hey, guess what.
Dad's developing, like,
this, like, really dope game.
Good.
That means I don't have to spend
any more money at GameStop.
- Well, I ain't
say all that now.
I'm just saying
it's... it's cool.
- Oh.
- He is trying to humble me already.
- Maybe you should
stay and show her.
- Yeah, Daddy, can you stay?
- How about you and your
brother go to your rooms
and no screens until you
finish your homework, okay?
- Alright.
Yes? Yes.
- I mean, I'm just
asking. What...
- You should have probably
started with like "maybe."
- Did you sign Naima's
field trip slip?
It was due today.
- Oh, shit.
- Don't worry about it.
I'll sign it and call
Miss Campbell tomorrow
and make sure it's okay.
- Wow.
Maybe absence does make
the heart grow fonder.
- Or less annoying.
- Okay, I'll take it.
So how's the trial?
I mean, they can't stop
talking about it on TV.
- It's going fine.
I mean, it just started,
so, you know, we'll see.
- I mean, I'm sure you'll kill
it in court. You always do.
What?
- I rarely get a compliment
from you about my job.
- Hmm.
Maybe we're both growing.
- Maybe.
Hmm.
Lewis, thank you.
You too.
You lookin' good on TV.
Alright, y'all,
this food is ready.
Get your plates.
Okay, fancy!
Come on now, I was expecting
chips and dip and raisins and shit
you get at Buddha Market.
I wish I would have known,
I wouldn't have
ate before I came.
- What?
- Me too.
- Damn, it's like that?
SALLY, AUTUMN AND
SHANELLE: Yep!
- Y'all do me so dirty. Why?
- So are y'all ready
for this reunion?
- Fake smiling and pretend
to remember folks' names?
Baby, I am ready!
Been practicing my
fake smile. See?
- Oh! Jesus. Imma have
nightmares about that.
Don't you ever in your
life do that again.
Yep.
- Y'all bringing dates?
Wifey can't come so I don't feel like
being a seventh wheel without her.
- Well, Chris is flying back from
his conference that afternoon,
so I doubt he'll feel like it.
- Look, y'all already know me
and Lewis are still complicated,
so probably not.
- Yeah, same with
JT, girl. Same.
Well, I guess it's
just us, then.
No new friends.
- Ooh. Ooh.
Don't need 'em.
Done.
- Hey, now, now, now.
- Eeh.
Clink, clink, clink, clink, clink, clink.
- Clink, clink, clink.
- Now, the chicken,
I did make, y'all.
- Girl, you did not.
- Stop lying!
- I attempted.
- Look at you.
- Why is there a box labeled...
- Just 'cause you can't...
Come on.
- Autumn.
- Hey, girl.
- Thought you left. I
appreciate you cleaning up.
- I got you.
- I don't know what them
other hoes go for, I swear.
- Well, we're gonna do
the best there is, okay?
- Oh.
You know what I
meant to ask you?
You know any at-home remedies
for a yeast infection?
- Yeast infection?
- Yeah, girl, I think I got one.
And in the midst of this trial,
I did not have time to go
to the doctor for that.
- So who is he?
- Who is who?
- I may be married
to a woman now,
but I have had plenty
of I-was-in-denial dick
to know new niggas
usually mean new issues,
so again, who is he?
Or she? Or they?
- He.
It's-it's a he.
- Okay?
- Girl, I swear, if you knew.
This brotha sex
game is A-1, okay?
Give me ten more yeast
infections. Shit.
I...
You crazy.
But you look happy.
- Oh, my God.
It has been a long time
since I've had this much fun.
- Is this a relationship thing?
I mean... what
about you and Lewis?
- I don't know. I don't know.
Me and me and... the guy,
we had sex here.
In your house?
- Yes. I mean, like, here here.
Girl! I scrubbed the
shit out of this, okay?
But not just because of that,
I mean, because even
though Lewis isn't here,
I mean, he's
still... everywhere.
I mean, this is our
house, you know.
And as bomb as that sex was,
I am not ready to have
another man in this house,
you know, at least not yet.
I just...
I want something that's easy.
And that's what this is.
- Does the mystery man
know that's what you want?
- No, I mean, things have just
started, so it hasn't come up.
- Well, what are you
gonna do when it does?
- Okay, Dr. Owens, am I gonna
have to pay for this session?
- Okay. Sorry.
Occupational hazard.
- I mean, I'm sure it's gonna
come up at some point, you know,
but for now... I just...
I want something that feels
like a vacation, you know.
A break from all the complications
of a, of a real relationship.
- Like a vacay bae.
- Yes, like a vacay bae!
- Well, bitch, live your
life and have fun in the sun.
But don't be like Stella
getting her groove back
and suddenly a nigga from the
islands is living in your house.
'Cause
the real version
is not a happy ending.
- That's extreme.
- What's extreme is
having biscuits here
when your biscuits were
buttered right here too.
- Ew! Stop it. Stop.
Mr. Ortiz,
are you ready to begin?
- Yes, Your Honor.
The people call...
- Detective Samuel Charles.
- Dr. Sanjeev Ahmed.
- Can you please let the jurors
know why you're here today?
- I'm a detective with the
Los Angeles Police Department
and the investigating
officer in this case.
- I was the chief
medical examiner.
- And can you tell
us what you found?
- Used condom and a wine glass.
Stem of the glass was
used to kill the victim.
The semen in the condom
and the fingerprints in
the wine glass and the stem
both match that
of the defendant.
- The decedent had an incise wound,
that is a cutting wound to the neck.
It extended from the
cheek to the neck,
and there were small shards
of glass left in the cheek,
as well as bruising
around the hands and arms
from some sort of struggle.
- Detective Charles, you
said the murder occurred
between the hours of 10:30
p.m. and 12 a.m., correct?
- That is correct.
- You spent only one
hour at the crime scene.
- We got everything we needed.
- After only one hour,
you decided Mr. Miller
was the primary suspect?
- Yes.
- Did you question the
victim's ex-assistant
who broke into her car a
month before her murder?
- Didn't need to.
- Well, your job as lead detective is
to do a thorough investigation, correct?
- That is correct.
Question as many
people as possible.
- As many as necessary that
lead us in the right direction.
And yet this
disgruntled ex-employee
who broke into Kaleesha's
car you failed to question.
- What did you determine
was the cause of death?
- The decedent died of
shock and hemorrhaging
after being stabbed
in her jugular vein.
- And what did you determine
was the manner of death?
- A homicide.
- Dr. Ahmed, you work
for Los Angeles County?
- Yes.
- And you only ever testify
for the prosecution?
- Uh, yes, most of the time.
- Most of the time.
According to my notes, you've only
ever testified for the defense
five times in your
entire 15-year career.
Yes.
I...
I suppose.
- And I suppose that maybe your
reports tend to benefit the side
that's kept you employed
for these last 15 years.
Objection.
Argumentative.
Sustained.
Mrs. Stewart?
- All good, Your
Honor. Nothing further.
- So, how this story
ends is up to you.
Now it's your turn to
tell me what you want.
- I want your husband to go
to prison for what he did.
- Oh, you think he
murdered Kaleesha?
- You don't?
- Brayden is not a violent man.
He is an adulterous,
lying, entitled pussy,
but a pussy nonetheless.
He throws money at
problems, not wine glasses.
- If you think that about him,
why are you still with him?
- Why did you take
Kaleesha back?
- 'Cause I loved her.
- Well, there you go.
- If you really love Brayden,
why do you care what I want?
Why are you even here?
- I'm here because the emails I sent
to Kaleesha make me look terrible.
And it reveals that I
knew about the affair
long before Brayden told me.
- Making you a liar
just like your husband.
Ryan.
Please.
Despite what the
DA's telling you,
despite the protests, despite
whatever the media's saying,
when this is all over,
you are gonna need
support, financial support,
and I can help you with that.
I am the only one at
this point who can, okay?
So don't make a mistake
you're gonna regret.
- You rich people think you can
just throw money at anything.
I already told you what I want.
Maybe you should start thinking
about what the fuck you want.
See you in court, Mrs. Miller.
Hey, Ma.
- Hi, baby.
- What you doing here?
- I just wanted to bring you a
little something to make you smile.
My famous and your favorite...
Pineapple
upside down cake.
- Yes.
- Thank you, Mom, I appreciate it.
- Oh, you look nice, Jacqueline.
Date night with Lewis?
- No, the kids are with him.
I'm...
I'm meeting up with a, a friend.
- Oh.
I talked to Lewis the other day
and he said you're being
very nice to him lately.
I think he's hoping
that's a good sign.
- Yeah, well, I guess we'll see.
- Or maybe there is someone
else that makes you smile?
Hmm.
- Well, I just
came to bring cake.
Whatever and whomever
else is making you happy,
just make sure that
he's worth the risk.
- Okay. So I had the
best day in court.
You should have seen
Mike's face when I...
Oh, my God.
Damon.
- I got here a little early.
- Yeah, I see.
This is amazing, Damon.
- Oh, my God, you.
- I'm gonna go.
- You're gonna... Wait.
Wh... Where are you going?
You can't expect me to
enjoy this by myself.
- I know you've been stressed out
over the trial and everything,
and I can't, um,
I can't buy you designer
purses and cars.
But I can take care
of you in other ways.
Let me do that.
So tonight,
it's not about me.
- Oh.
- It's all about you.
You deserve this.
You deserve everything, Jax.
- Okay.
If you insist.
- According to Ryan's TA, Ryan
went on a medical leave of absence.
- When?
- Well, around the time that
Kaleesha left him for, uh...
Sorry.
- Did Kaleesha
mention this to you?
- No.
- Okay.
Well, it's gonna be difficult to find out
exactly what happened because of HIPAA.
- No, I'm not
afraid of no HIPAA.
Actually, I am because you
can get in a lot of trouble
and going to jail is like the
worst thing that could ever happ...
- Daniel, without violating
classified medical records,
find out what kind
of issue Ryan had.
- Why does it matter exactly?
Just curious.
- Well, if it's something
that could affect the brain,
cause a change in
his personality,
we can introduce the idea that
maybe he committed the crime.
- Right. I'll do some digging.
- Hey, what's up?
- I miss you.
- Damon, it's been like
two days. You'll live.
- Yeah, but if I don't,
it's your fault, alright?
Boy, bye. Okay?
Anyway, I'm getting ready for
my high school reunion tonight.
- Hmm. That sounds
fun. You going alone?
No, with a
couple friends.
- No Lewis?
- Um, no. He's not invited,
and neither are you.
Hello?
- I'm not, uh,
I'm not good enough to
bring around your friends?
- What? No, I'm not saying
that. It was a joke.
- Yeah, alright.
Whatever.
You have fun tonight.
Twenty-five years later,
these parties are still wack.
- At least we still all
know which cliques we're in.
Hmm.
Still a crew, huh?
Still a crew.
- Jax, you're like
a famous person.
- I represent famous
people. I am not famous.
It's a big difference.
- Well, one of us is on
TV defending a murderer,
and one of us is not.
- Oh, no, no, no, no. Don't come...
- Is that Jamarion Tucker?
Wow.
I don't even
know how we're related.
- Always doing the most.
- The fucking most.
Sorry.
- Yeah.
- I'm getting a drink.
- Wow.
What is this?
- I need someone to look
over these contracts.
We have an interested buyer,
but I need an outside
opinion on the deal.
- Oh.
- What's wrong?
- Brayden said he wasn't sure he
wanted to sell the company anymore.
- What?
When did he say this?
The other day.
- Maybe it's, uh, it's just the
trial, and he's freaking out.
But this, this was
always his goal.
Did he say why he's
changed his mind?
- He said since Kaleesha died,
it put a lot into perspective.
- Wow.
Even in death, she's
fucking things up.
No matter what Brayden says, we
need to strike while the iron's hot.
With this trial, if we wait,
we could lose this offer
and any future offers.
Brayden's mind is just
a little... clouded.
So can you help me with this?
Or do you need to
run this by Jax?
- No, I'll do it.
But let's keep this between us?
Hello, JT.
- Thank you, baby, for coming out
tonight. That meant a lot to me.
- Why didn't you tell me I was
gonna be the only nigga here?
- Is it too much to ask you
to do me a favor sometimes?
And what does it matter anyway?
These fools were all up in
your face the entire night.
- I don't give a fuck about that shit!
- Well, you could've fooled me.
- Don't act like this
shit is about me.
You wanted to flex in
front of your old friends.
That's why you brought me.
- Whatever, nigga.
I don't need you.
I can do shit on my own.
- Yeah? Yeah?
- Yes.
Oh, you wanna
be independent?
Like-like Destiny's
Child? Alright.
Find your own way home, Beyoncé.
- Whatever. Open the door.
- Always think I'm playing around?
- Open the fuckin' door.
- Get outta here.
- Open the...
- Get away from the car.
Are you...
What the fuck?
Jamarion! What the fuck?
Fuck.
- What's up? I thought
you were grown.
You could find
your own way home.
Do you need to get
in the car seat?
- Fuck you, Jamarion.
You play too fuckin' much!
- Yo, don't slam my door.
- Take me home!
Everything okay?
- Brayden told me about
Ryan's medical leave.
Did you ever find out
what that was about?
- Uh, no, but that's
not surprising.
Medical records are
damn near impossible...
- Never underestimate the
power of money and privilege.
- Ryan, you said you and Kaleesha
were working on your marriage.
Were you aware of the affair
between her and the defendant?
- I was.
But I love...
Loved Kaleesha.
So I forgave her.
- And on the night in question,
where were you?
- A faculty event honoring
the dean of our college.
- When did you find out
what happened to Kaleesha?
- Her cousin Fallon
called me the next day.
- And you saw her?
- In a body bag.
- Nothing further, Your Honor.
- Mr. Moore, you mentioned
on the night in question
you were at a faculty
event, correct?
- Yes, ma'am.
- What time did you leave the event?
Uh...
I'm not sure. Late.
- I see. And why did
you leave the event?
Did you know Brayden was at
Kaleesha's house that night?
- No, I did not.
And when did
you find that out?
- I found out later,
after he had killed her.
- Mr. Moore, please answer the
questions without commentary.
Thank you, Your Honor.
Okay, so why did you
leave the event early?
- I got into a disagreement
with a colleague.
And what was the reason
for this disagreement?
- It was about my tenure track.
- Because it was
stalled, correct?
Mr. Moore, please answer.
- I had some issues to sort out.
Hmm.
And by issues, do you mean you
were committed on the 5150?
- Yes.
- And a 5150 allows for temporary
involuntary psychiatric commitment
of those who present a danger
to themselves or others.
And Kaleesha
called the authorities
on the 5150,
correct? - Yes.
And this was
after she came to work
with a red eye?
- Uh... That was a mistake!
- So you tend to do violent
things in an erratic state?
- Objection. Argumentative.
Misstates the testimony.
Assumes facts not in evidence.
- Objection sustained.
- No further questions.
We will
resume witness testimony
in the morning. Thank you.
Got here as
soon as I could.
Everything alright?
- Do you remember
when we met? College?
Freshman year.
John Jay 6.
- We spent way too much
time on that floor.
- Yeah, in that lounge
that was by the elevator
with that small-ass television.
In the
middle of Manhattan,
and all we wanted to do was
stay in and watch sitcoms.
- No.
I hung out there because
from there you
could see everyone.
Who left with who, when they
came back, what was going on.
It was the Columbia University
version of Instagram.
- I didn't know that.
- My point is, is that while
you were watching Must See TV,
I was gathering information
because that's what I do.
And that's how I found out
you've been trying to
sell Clout behind my back.
- Yeah, I wanted to
talk to you about that.
- When? Before or after
you went to the board?
Are you trying to take
my company from me?
- What? Brayden, no, I...
Kaleesha was stealing
from the company.
From you.
- I don't believe you.
- She was using you, Brayden.
This woman threatened to take
down the company you built,
almost ruined your marriage,
stole funds from
right under your nose.
And now you're being
accused of her murder.
Still, from that
look on your face,
I can tell you're
still in love with her.
You know, if I wanted to take
this company, I could have.
Because you're weak, Brayden.
You let a blow job and some
cocoa butter lead you astray.
Alright, alright.
There's no need for that.
I'll let myself out.
You should rest up
for your murder trial.
- You good?
- I found out Kaleesha was
stealing from the company.
Some of these are even
dated before the breakup.
She claimed to love me, but
it turns out that she was
playing me all along.
- I'm sorry.
- Yeah.
Me too.
- How did you find out?
- Theo.
- And you trust him?
- I don't know.
- We have Kaleesha's laptop.
- What do you mean?
- We were able to locate it
through her cousin Morgan.
- What does it say?
- There's plenty about
Clout all over it.
Kaleesha was smart enough
to write about it in code,
but, Brayden,
I have a responsibility to turn
this over to the prosecution.
So I will ask you one last time.
What was Kaleesha
gonna whistleblow?
- Theo overvalued the company
in preparation for the sale.
- Okay.
- It happens all the
time. It's not a big deal.
But knowing that
Kaleesha was stealing
means that the company's worth even
less than I originally thought.
Which is why I didn't wanna
tell you what Kaleesha knew
when we were deciding to sell.
- Well, look, Brayden,
my job as your attorney
is to keep you out of prison,
not protect your stock options.
- I just...
I just need a moment
to figure this out.
- Until you do, do whatever you need
to do to keep Theo as close as you can
and those documents, as far
away from you as possible.
- Miss Konner, can you please
tell the jury what your job is?
- I am a telecommunications
expert with the phone company.
Additionally, I keep track
of pinging for the company.
- And you were able to verify
the authenticity of a voice mail
left on Ryan Moore's phone
the night Kaleesha died?
- That's correct.
- Before I play the voice
mail, I'd like to warn everyone
that we're gonna hear
some disturbing sounds
of Kaleesha's final minutes.
Miss Konner, how
long's the voice mail?
- It is approximately
four minutes,
but at some point it does
cut off due to length.
- Judge Green, I'd like
to play that voice mail
and mark it as the
people's exhibit 42.
- Proceed.
Miss Konner,
you can also confirm
that that voice mail was
left on Ryan Moore's phone.
- That's correct.
- And despite the defense's attempt
to portray a man with mental
health issues as a murderer,
the phones were not
in the same place.
- No, these phones did not
ping in the same place.
- Thank you, Miss Konner.
- so then, my grandfather
gets to the register,
and the lady's like, "It's
gonna be five dollars."
Then he just throws down five dollars'
worth of pennies on the counter.
So then,
this lady's sitting here
and she's counting five
dollars worth of pennies...
What's going on with you?
Is it the case?
- Damon, just, can
we take this to go?
- So, uh, you want me to
follow you to your crib?
Um, no.
No, I'm fine. Thank you.
- What about tomorrow?
I could stop by and make you
some of my famous lentil soup.
Okay.
Yeah.
So, Jax, you, uh...
You invite me to your house,
but then you don't
want me there.
Then you invite me out and
I see you looking around.
Clearly you don't wanna
be out with me neither.
So what do you want, Jax?
- Fuck. Damon, I don't know.
- Clearly.
- Look, you're still
getting on your feet.
- So this is about me being some nigga
that's just getting out of prison, huh?
- No. No,
it's-it's-it's not that.
It's a lot of things, okay?
I mean, I'm technically
still married.
- Oh, yeah, yeah. So
now you're married.
- I'm not saying that.
I'm-I'm just saying that
this is all new to me, okay?
I'm trying to figure
all of this out,
and I can't do that if you're in the
house that I shared with my husband.
- I don't wanna be some
amusement park to you,
where you get a
thrill and leave.
From the moment we made a
connection 16 years ago,
I wanted you.
Not for your body,
you, Jax, all of you.
I need to know if
you want the same.
- I can't give you
that answer, Damon.
At least not right now.
- Yeah, I think you just did.
You have
got to be joking.
- Just hear me out.
- You told your husband's attorney
about my mental episode, didn't you?
You find that out from
your rich-ass daddy?
- I don't know how she
found out about that,
but it wasn't from me.
I don't believe you.
You told me
what you wanted.
But Brayden going to prison?
That is not up to either of us.
I don't think you want Brayden
to pay for killing your wife.
You want him to pay
for fucking her.
- So what if that's true?
What am I supposed to do now?
- Hmm, well...
You may not be able to get what
you want in that courtroom,
but there are other ways
to make Brayden suffer.
- Like what?
What are you doing?
- Showing you
how good revenge feels.
- Oh...
Sarah.
Uh...
- I'm sorry for
not trusting you.
It's just been a lot.
- It's all good.
- And you're right.
I do still love Kaleesha,
but I love this company more.
These documents
aren't good for me.
And what isn't good for me
isn't good for the company.
- I agree.
- No more secrets.
- Yo, this thing you got
going, tell me about it.
Like, how much does it pay?
Like, what are the risks?
What do I look
like, LinkedIn, nigga?
I don't know.
It pays a lot, you could
die. The end. Shit.
Listen, man, you took care of me
when Mom and Pops died
and I'm forever grateful.
All I'm trying to do is
return the favor. Let me.
- I can't get caught up.
- I'm telling you,
this shit is le...
I'm telling you,
this shit is legit.
It's foolproof.
I would never involve you with
something that puts you in harm's way.
I'm your brother.
I always got your back.
- Tell me more.
- Sarah.
- Oh, God, Brayden.
Honey, you scared me.
Ooh, what are you
still doing up?
- Waiting for you.
- Well, here I am.
I'm exhausted. I'm, uh,
I'm going to head upstairs.
- Okay, good night.
Oh, and, honey, one more thing.
- Yeah?
What the
fuck are you up to?
Reasonable Doubt...
No.
It's Kaleesha's
shady cousin Morgan Stephens.
Just hold up.
- Daniel, can you hear me?
Where's Kaleesha's laptop?
Daniel will give you
whatever you want for it.
- Kaleesha told me about
the emails you sent her.
- You and I need to talk
'cause those emails I sent to
Kaleesha aren't the end of this story.
I am holding
you to answer to the charge
of murder in the second degree.
What kinda
time am I looking at?
- Anything from
15 years to life.
I cannot believe my
dad stood me up again.
You told him to leave me alone?
- I was only thinking of you.
- I really wish you
would have forgiven Daddy
the same way you forgave Paul.
What's that
supposed to mean?
- Why would you even
agree to meet with him?
- You don't understand
anything about me.
We're separated.
- He's an idiot to let you go.
- Hey.
What's up, Jax?
What you wanna talk about?
- I want you inside me.
Morning, sunshine.
Oh. Morning.
Whoa.
Damn, look at you.
I mean...
- Alright, well, it took me some time,
but I finally got into Kaleesha's laptop.
- Anything good?
- Just a couple of cryptic notes
and initials I couldn't decipher,
but they're clearly about Clout.
How do you know?
- 'Cause no one talks in
code on their own laptop.
Unless you're a weirdo.
- Who's a weirdo? You?
- Why can't you just love me the
way that I love you, Krystal?
- Now, children, we cannot
hold on to this laptop.
It's unethical, and
actually, it's illegal.
Eventually, we're gonna have to
turn this over to the prosecution
and submit it into evidence.
But we also cannot let Brayden
know that we have the laptop
because we're not supposed
to have the laptop right now.
- First rule of Fight Club.
- So we need to find out what
Kaleesha was gonna whistleblow
about Brayden's company
before Mike does.
- He might already know. You
don't think Fallon told him?
- If Fallon knew about
Brayden's dirty little secrets,
she woulda been had
spilled them by now.
- "Been had"? What do you mean?
- What do you mean?
- "Been had"? Been had
doesn't make any se...
Why are you guys looking at
me like I'm the crazy one?
- Anyway, in the small chance that
Mike is able to decipher something
from the laptop that we weren't,
Brayden's gonna have
to tell us the truth,
once and for all.
Mmm.
- I'd been had to... understand
what you guys talking about.
Brayden, look,
stakes have changed.
If you don't tell us what Kaleesha
was gonna expose about Clout,
I promise you, it will be
used against you in some way.
You and I have
attorney/client privilege.
Whatever you tell me, I am bound
by my legal duty not to repeat.
- I understand,
but I'm telling you, no one
else knows besides Theo.
- And you trust Theo?
- Yes. I've known him
since I was 18 years old.
- And you're sure he
hasn't told anyone else?
- Yes.
- Brayden, if you're worried
about your company selling...
- Honestly, I'm not even
sure I wanna sell anymore.
Since Kaleesha... I'll just say
it's put things in perspective.
But at this point, I have
to think about my company.
It's bad enough that I'm
involved in all this.
The last thing I
need is more damage.
- Fine.
But I'm telling you, you're making
it harder for me to do my job.
- But luckily for me,
you're good at it.
- Hmm.
- I'll walk you out.
Hmm.
- That's one charming
mutha for ya.
- His charms aren't gonna
help him win a murder case.
Daniel, go through Mike's witness
list, see if there are any holes.
- Is there someplace
I should start?
- Yes. Ryan, Kaleesha's husband.
If there's anyone else who could
be a possible suspect, it's him.
The more ammunition you get
me for cross, the better.
- You got it.
- You really good with Brayden
keeping secrets from you?
- I have to work
around it for now.
I mean, everyone
keeps secrets, right?
Uh-huh.
Speak for yourself.
- It's day one of the Brayden
Miller trial here in Los Angeles.
The DA's office is
under a lot of pressure
to deliver a strong case
against the almost billionaire
in the murder of his former
Clout executive Kaleesha Moore.
- Morning.
- Morning.
- How you feeling? BRAYDEN:
We're hanging in there.
Oh, don't
worry. We got this.
Let's go.
- Good morning,
members of the jury.
They say money makes
the world go round.
But for some people,
it is their world,
and some people will do
anything they can to protect it,
even if that means murder.
And that's why we're here today,
because one woman,
an innocent, brilliant, generous
member of our community,
got in the way of one man
motivated by money and
the pursuit of wealth.
And that man is Brayden Miller.
- Ladies and
gentlemen of the jury,
a second-degree murder charge
is the charge on which my
client, Mr. Brayden Miller,
has been brought
before you today.
You will learn that Mr. Miller
is a successful businessman
who, in fact, was unfaithful to
his wife with Kaleesha Moore.
And because of this, the police
and the prosecution decided
to forego a thorough investigation
in favor of something easier.
Tunnel vision.
- Our evidence and testimony
will establish the following:
The defendant was on the brink
of his biggest achievement yet...
Becoming a billionaire.
A very elite club
that not many people,
including a person
of color, get into.
Would've been quite a
feat. But at what cost?
That cost was the life
of Kaleesha Moore.
- That means they picked who they
believed committed the crime,
and they created a story that they
are now hoping you will believe.
- Our victim, Kaleesha Moore,
dedicated four years of her life
to helping the defendant
build up his company.
But because Mrs. Moore was going to
share with the world damaging information
that she had that could have prevented
the defendant from becoming a billionaire,
he came to her home,
he seduced her,
and then he murdered her with
the stem of a wine glass.
- But I'm here to tell you
that their story is not true.
You will see that it is not based
on real evidence or hard facts.
It is only based on assumptions,
incompetence and, frankly, laziness.
- You cannot bring our
dear Kaleesha Moore back.
- And that is why
we are here today,
because the LAPD
and the prosecution
would rather get a quick
win than do real work.
- But... you can
prevent the defendant
from committing more evil by
after hearing all of our testimony
and seeing all of our evidence,
finding him guilty of murder.
- So however you may feel
about Mr. Miller's affair,
don't believe the
prosecution's hype.
Adultery is not murder.
And you will see that Mr. Miller
is simply an unfaithful man
on trial for a murder crime
that he did not commit.
Thank you.
Oh, those my babies I hear?
- Hi, Mom.
- Hi, sweetheart. Look at you.
You look so cute.
- What's up, Mom?
- Hey, handsome.
Hey, guess what.
Dad's developing, like,
this, like, really dope game.
Good.
That means I don't have to spend
any more money at GameStop.
- Well, I ain't
say all that now.
I'm just saying
it's... it's cool.
- Oh.
- He is trying to humble me already.
- Maybe you should
stay and show her.
- Yeah, Daddy, can you stay?
- How about you and your
brother go to your rooms
and no screens until you
finish your homework, okay?
- Alright.
Yes? Yes.
- I mean, I'm just
asking. What...
- You should have probably
started with like "maybe."
- Did you sign Naima's
field trip slip?
It was due today.
- Oh, shit.
- Don't worry about it.
I'll sign it and call
Miss Campbell tomorrow
and make sure it's okay.
- Wow.
Maybe absence does make
the heart grow fonder.
- Or less annoying.
- Okay, I'll take it.
So how's the trial?
I mean, they can't stop
talking about it on TV.
- It's going fine.
I mean, it just started,
so, you know, we'll see.
- I mean, I'm sure you'll kill
it in court. You always do.
What?
- I rarely get a compliment
from you about my job.
- Hmm.
Maybe we're both growing.
- Maybe.
Hmm.
Lewis, thank you.
You too.
You lookin' good on TV.
Alright, y'all,
this food is ready.
Get your plates.
Okay, fancy!
Come on now, I was expecting
chips and dip and raisins and shit
you get at Buddha Market.
I wish I would have known,
I wouldn't have
ate before I came.
- What?
- Me too.
- Damn, it's like that?
SALLY, AUTUMN AND
SHANELLE: Yep!
- Y'all do me so dirty. Why?
- So are y'all ready
for this reunion?
- Fake smiling and pretend
to remember folks' names?
Baby, I am ready!
Been practicing my
fake smile. See?
- Oh! Jesus. Imma have
nightmares about that.
Don't you ever in your
life do that again.
Yep.
- Y'all bringing dates?
Wifey can't come so I don't feel like
being a seventh wheel without her.
- Well, Chris is flying back from
his conference that afternoon,
so I doubt he'll feel like it.
- Look, y'all already know me
and Lewis are still complicated,
so probably not.
- Yeah, same with
JT, girl. Same.
Well, I guess it's
just us, then.
No new friends.
- Ooh. Ooh.
Don't need 'em.
Done.
- Hey, now, now, now.
- Eeh.
Clink, clink, clink, clink, clink, clink.
- Clink, clink, clink.
- Now, the chicken,
I did make, y'all.
- Girl, you did not.
- Stop lying!
- I attempted.
- Look at you.
- Why is there a box labeled...
- Just 'cause you can't...
Come on.
- Autumn.
- Hey, girl.
- Thought you left. I
appreciate you cleaning up.
- I got you.
- I don't know what them
other hoes go for, I swear.
- Well, we're gonna do
the best there is, okay?
- Oh.
You know what I
meant to ask you?
You know any at-home remedies
for a yeast infection?
- Yeast infection?
- Yeah, girl, I think I got one.
And in the midst of this trial,
I did not have time to go
to the doctor for that.
- So who is he?
- Who is who?
- I may be married
to a woman now,
but I have had plenty
of I-was-in-denial dick
to know new niggas
usually mean new issues,
so again, who is he?
Or she? Or they?
- He.
It's-it's a he.
- Okay?
- Girl, I swear, if you knew.
This brotha sex
game is A-1, okay?
Give me ten more yeast
infections. Shit.
I...
You crazy.
But you look happy.
- Oh, my God.
It has been a long time
since I've had this much fun.
- Is this a relationship thing?
I mean... what
about you and Lewis?
- I don't know. I don't know.
Me and me and... the guy,
we had sex here.
In your house?
- Yes. I mean, like, here here.
Girl! I scrubbed the
shit out of this, okay?
But not just because of that,
I mean, because even
though Lewis isn't here,
I mean, he's
still... everywhere.
I mean, this is our
house, you know.
And as bomb as that sex was,
I am not ready to have
another man in this house,
you know, at least not yet.
I just...
I want something that's easy.
And that's what this is.
- Does the mystery man
know that's what you want?
- No, I mean, things have just
started, so it hasn't come up.
- Well, what are you
gonna do when it does?
- Okay, Dr. Owens, am I gonna
have to pay for this session?
- Okay. Sorry.
Occupational hazard.
- I mean, I'm sure it's gonna
come up at some point, you know,
but for now... I just...
I want something that feels
like a vacation, you know.
A break from all the complications
of a, of a real relationship.
- Like a vacay bae.
- Yes, like a vacay bae!
- Well, bitch, live your
life and have fun in the sun.
But don't be like Stella
getting her groove back
and suddenly a nigga from the
islands is living in your house.
'Cause
the real version
is not a happy ending.
- That's extreme.
- What's extreme is
having biscuits here
when your biscuits were
buttered right here too.
- Ew! Stop it. Stop.
Mr. Ortiz,
are you ready to begin?
- Yes, Your Honor.
The people call...
- Detective Samuel Charles.
- Dr. Sanjeev Ahmed.
- Can you please let the jurors
know why you're here today?
- I'm a detective with the
Los Angeles Police Department
and the investigating
officer in this case.
- I was the chief
medical examiner.
- And can you tell
us what you found?
- Used condom and a wine glass.
Stem of the glass was
used to kill the victim.
The semen in the condom
and the fingerprints in
the wine glass and the stem
both match that
of the defendant.
- The decedent had an incise wound,
that is a cutting wound to the neck.
It extended from the
cheek to the neck,
and there were small shards
of glass left in the cheek,
as well as bruising
around the hands and arms
from some sort of struggle.
- Detective Charles, you
said the murder occurred
between the hours of 10:30
p.m. and 12 a.m., correct?
- That is correct.
- You spent only one
hour at the crime scene.
- We got everything we needed.
- After only one hour,
you decided Mr. Miller
was the primary suspect?
- Yes.
- Did you question the
victim's ex-assistant
who broke into her car a
month before her murder?
- Didn't need to.
- Well, your job as lead detective is
to do a thorough investigation, correct?
- That is correct.
Question as many
people as possible.
- As many as necessary that
lead us in the right direction.
And yet this
disgruntled ex-employee
who broke into Kaleesha's
car you failed to question.
- What did you determine
was the cause of death?
- The decedent died of
shock and hemorrhaging
after being stabbed
in her jugular vein.
- And what did you determine
was the manner of death?
- A homicide.
- Dr. Ahmed, you work
for Los Angeles County?
- Yes.
- And you only ever testify
for the prosecution?
- Uh, yes, most of the time.
- Most of the time.
According to my notes, you've only
ever testified for the defense
five times in your
entire 15-year career.
Yes.
I...
I suppose.
- And I suppose that maybe your
reports tend to benefit the side
that's kept you employed
for these last 15 years.
Objection.
Argumentative.
Sustained.
Mrs. Stewart?
- All good, Your
Honor. Nothing further.
- So, how this story
ends is up to you.
Now it's your turn to
tell me what you want.
- I want your husband to go
to prison for what he did.
- Oh, you think he
murdered Kaleesha?
- You don't?
- Brayden is not a violent man.
He is an adulterous,
lying, entitled pussy,
but a pussy nonetheless.
He throws money at
problems, not wine glasses.
- If you think that about him,
why are you still with him?
- Why did you take
Kaleesha back?
- 'Cause I loved her.
- Well, there you go.
- If you really love Brayden,
why do you care what I want?
Why are you even here?
- I'm here because the emails I sent
to Kaleesha make me look terrible.
And it reveals that I
knew about the affair
long before Brayden told me.
- Making you a liar
just like your husband.
Ryan.
Please.
Despite what the
DA's telling you,
despite the protests, despite
whatever the media's saying,
when this is all over,
you are gonna need
support, financial support,
and I can help you with that.
I am the only one at
this point who can, okay?
So don't make a mistake
you're gonna regret.
- You rich people think you can
just throw money at anything.
I already told you what I want.
Maybe you should start thinking
about what the fuck you want.
See you in court, Mrs. Miller.
Hey, Ma.
- Hi, baby.
- What you doing here?
- I just wanted to bring you a
little something to make you smile.
My famous and your favorite...
Pineapple
upside down cake.
- Yes.
- Thank you, Mom, I appreciate it.
- Oh, you look nice, Jacqueline.
Date night with Lewis?
- No, the kids are with him.
I'm...
I'm meeting up with a, a friend.
- Oh.
I talked to Lewis the other day
and he said you're being
very nice to him lately.
I think he's hoping
that's a good sign.
- Yeah, well, I guess we'll see.
- Or maybe there is someone
else that makes you smile?
Hmm.
- Well, I just
came to bring cake.
Whatever and whomever
else is making you happy,
just make sure that
he's worth the risk.
- Okay. So I had the
best day in court.
You should have seen
Mike's face when I...
Oh, my God.
Damon.
- I got here a little early.
- Yeah, I see.
This is amazing, Damon.
- Oh, my God, you.
- I'm gonna go.
- You're gonna... Wait.
Wh... Where are you going?
You can't expect me to
enjoy this by myself.
- I know you've been stressed out
over the trial and everything,
and I can't, um,
I can't buy you designer
purses and cars.
But I can take care
of you in other ways.
Let me do that.
So tonight,
it's not about me.
- Oh.
- It's all about you.
You deserve this.
You deserve everything, Jax.
- Okay.
If you insist.
- According to Ryan's TA, Ryan
went on a medical leave of absence.
- When?
- Well, around the time that
Kaleesha left him for, uh...
Sorry.
- Did Kaleesha
mention this to you?
- No.
- Okay.
Well, it's gonna be difficult to find out
exactly what happened because of HIPAA.
- No, I'm not
afraid of no HIPAA.
Actually, I am because you
can get in a lot of trouble
and going to jail is like the
worst thing that could ever happ...
- Daniel, without violating
classified medical records,
find out what kind
of issue Ryan had.
- Why does it matter exactly?
Just curious.
- Well, if it's something
that could affect the brain,
cause a change in
his personality,
we can introduce the idea that
maybe he committed the crime.
- Right. I'll do some digging.
- Hey, what's up?
- I miss you.
- Damon, it's been like
two days. You'll live.
- Yeah, but if I don't,
it's your fault, alright?
Boy, bye. Okay?
Anyway, I'm getting ready for
my high school reunion tonight.
- Hmm. That sounds
fun. You going alone?
No, with a
couple friends.
- No Lewis?
- Um, no. He's not invited,
and neither are you.
Hello?
- I'm not, uh,
I'm not good enough to
bring around your friends?
- What? No, I'm not saying
that. It was a joke.
- Yeah, alright.
Whatever.
You have fun tonight.
Twenty-five years later,
these parties are still wack.
- At least we still all
know which cliques we're in.
Hmm.
Still a crew, huh?
Still a crew.
- Jax, you're like
a famous person.
- I represent famous
people. I am not famous.
It's a big difference.
- Well, one of us is on
TV defending a murderer,
and one of us is not.
- Oh, no, no, no, no. Don't come...
- Is that Jamarion Tucker?
Wow.
I don't even
know how we're related.
- Always doing the most.
- The fucking most.
Sorry.
- Yeah.
- I'm getting a drink.
- Wow.
What is this?
- I need someone to look
over these contracts.
We have an interested buyer,
but I need an outside
opinion on the deal.
- Oh.
- What's wrong?
- Brayden said he wasn't sure he
wanted to sell the company anymore.
- What?
When did he say this?
The other day.
- Maybe it's, uh, it's just the
trial, and he's freaking out.
But this, this was
always his goal.
Did he say why he's
changed his mind?
- He said since Kaleesha died,
it put a lot into perspective.
- Wow.
Even in death, she's
fucking things up.
No matter what Brayden says, we
need to strike while the iron's hot.
With this trial, if we wait,
we could lose this offer
and any future offers.
Brayden's mind is just
a little... clouded.
So can you help me with this?
Or do you need to
run this by Jax?
- No, I'll do it.
But let's keep this between us?
Hello, JT.
- Thank you, baby, for coming out
tonight. That meant a lot to me.
- Why didn't you tell me I was
gonna be the only nigga here?
- Is it too much to ask you
to do me a favor sometimes?
And what does it matter anyway?
These fools were all up in
your face the entire night.
- I don't give a fuck about that shit!
- Well, you could've fooled me.
- Don't act like this
shit is about me.
You wanted to flex in
front of your old friends.
That's why you brought me.
- Whatever, nigga.
I don't need you.
I can do shit on my own.
- Yeah? Yeah?
- Yes.
Oh, you wanna
be independent?
Like-like Destiny's
Child? Alright.
Find your own way home, Beyoncé.
- Whatever. Open the door.
- Always think I'm playing around?
- Open the fuckin' door.
- Get outta here.
- Open the...
- Get away from the car.
Are you...
What the fuck?
Jamarion! What the fuck?
Fuck.
- What's up? I thought
you were grown.
You could find
your own way home.
Do you need to get
in the car seat?
- Fuck you, Jamarion.
You play too fuckin' much!
- Yo, don't slam my door.
- Take me home!
Everything okay?
- Brayden told me about
Ryan's medical leave.
Did you ever find out
what that was about?
- Uh, no, but that's
not surprising.
Medical records are
damn near impossible...
- Never underestimate the
power of money and privilege.
- Ryan, you said you and Kaleesha
were working on your marriage.
Were you aware of the affair
between her and the defendant?
- I was.
But I love...
Loved Kaleesha.
So I forgave her.
- And on the night in question,
where were you?
- A faculty event honoring
the dean of our college.
- When did you find out
what happened to Kaleesha?
- Her cousin Fallon
called me the next day.
- And you saw her?
- In a body bag.
- Nothing further, Your Honor.
- Mr. Moore, you mentioned
on the night in question
you were at a faculty
event, correct?
- Yes, ma'am.
- What time did you leave the event?
Uh...
I'm not sure. Late.
- I see. And why did
you leave the event?
Did you know Brayden was at
Kaleesha's house that night?
- No, I did not.
And when did
you find that out?
- I found out later,
after he had killed her.
- Mr. Moore, please answer the
questions without commentary.
Thank you, Your Honor.
Okay, so why did you
leave the event early?
- I got into a disagreement
with a colleague.
And what was the reason
for this disagreement?
- It was about my tenure track.
- Because it was
stalled, correct?
Mr. Moore, please answer.
- I had some issues to sort out.
Hmm.
And by issues, do you mean you
were committed on the 5150?
- Yes.
- And a 5150 allows for temporary
involuntary psychiatric commitment
of those who present a danger
to themselves or others.
And Kaleesha
called the authorities
on the 5150,
correct? - Yes.
And this was
after she came to work
with a red eye?
- Uh... That was a mistake!
- So you tend to do violent
things in an erratic state?
- Objection. Argumentative.
Misstates the testimony.
Assumes facts not in evidence.
- Objection sustained.
- No further questions.
We will
resume witness testimony
in the morning. Thank you.
Got here as
soon as I could.
Everything alright?
- Do you remember
when we met? College?
Freshman year.
John Jay 6.
- We spent way too much
time on that floor.
- Yeah, in that lounge
that was by the elevator
with that small-ass television.
In the
middle of Manhattan,
and all we wanted to do was
stay in and watch sitcoms.
- No.
I hung out there because
from there you
could see everyone.
Who left with who, when they
came back, what was going on.
It was the Columbia University
version of Instagram.
- I didn't know that.
- My point is, is that while
you were watching Must See TV,
I was gathering information
because that's what I do.
And that's how I found out
you've been trying to
sell Clout behind my back.
- Yeah, I wanted to
talk to you about that.
- When? Before or after
you went to the board?
Are you trying to take
my company from me?
- What? Brayden, no, I...
Kaleesha was stealing
from the company.
From you.
- I don't believe you.
- She was using you, Brayden.
This woman threatened to take
down the company you built,
almost ruined your marriage,
stole funds from
right under your nose.
And now you're being
accused of her murder.
Still, from that
look on your face,
I can tell you're
still in love with her.
You know, if I wanted to take
this company, I could have.
Because you're weak, Brayden.
You let a blow job and some
cocoa butter lead you astray.
Alright, alright.
There's no need for that.
I'll let myself out.
You should rest up
for your murder trial.
- You good?
- I found out Kaleesha was
stealing from the company.
Some of these are even
dated before the breakup.
She claimed to love me, but
it turns out that she was
playing me all along.
- I'm sorry.
- Yeah.
Me too.
- How did you find out?
- Theo.
- And you trust him?
- I don't know.
- We have Kaleesha's laptop.
- What do you mean?
- We were able to locate it
through her cousin Morgan.
- What does it say?
- There's plenty about
Clout all over it.
Kaleesha was smart enough
to write about it in code,
but, Brayden,
I have a responsibility to turn
this over to the prosecution.
So I will ask you one last time.
What was Kaleesha
gonna whistleblow?
- Theo overvalued the company
in preparation for the sale.
- Okay.
- It happens all the
time. It's not a big deal.
But knowing that
Kaleesha was stealing
means that the company's worth even
less than I originally thought.
Which is why I didn't wanna
tell you what Kaleesha knew
when we were deciding to sell.
- Well, look, Brayden,
my job as your attorney
is to keep you out of prison,
not protect your stock options.
- I just...
I just need a moment
to figure this out.
- Until you do, do whatever you need
to do to keep Theo as close as you can
and those documents, as far
away from you as possible.
- Miss Konner, can you please
tell the jury what your job is?
- I am a telecommunications
expert with the phone company.
Additionally, I keep track
of pinging for the company.
- And you were able to verify
the authenticity of a voice mail
left on Ryan Moore's phone
the night Kaleesha died?
- That's correct.
- Before I play the voice
mail, I'd like to warn everyone
that we're gonna hear
some disturbing sounds
of Kaleesha's final minutes.
Miss Konner, how
long's the voice mail?
- It is approximately
four minutes,
but at some point it does
cut off due to length.
- Judge Green, I'd like
to play that voice mail
and mark it as the
people's exhibit 42.
- Proceed.
Miss Konner,
you can also confirm
that that voice mail was
left on Ryan Moore's phone.
- That's correct.
- And despite the defense's attempt
to portray a man with mental
health issues as a murderer,
the phones were not
in the same place.
- No, these phones did not
ping in the same place.
- Thank you, Miss Konner.
- so then, my grandfather
gets to the register,
and the lady's like, "It's
gonna be five dollars."
Then he just throws down five dollars'
worth of pennies on the counter.
So then,
this lady's sitting here
and she's counting five
dollars worth of pennies...
What's going on with you?
Is it the case?
- Damon, just, can
we take this to go?
- So, uh, you want me to
follow you to your crib?
Um, no.
No, I'm fine. Thank you.
- What about tomorrow?
I could stop by and make you
some of my famous lentil soup.
Okay.
Yeah.
So, Jax, you, uh...
You invite me to your house,
but then you don't
want me there.
Then you invite me out and
I see you looking around.
Clearly you don't wanna
be out with me neither.
So what do you want, Jax?
- Fuck. Damon, I don't know.
- Clearly.
- Look, you're still
getting on your feet.
- So this is about me being some nigga
that's just getting out of prison, huh?
- No. No,
it's-it's-it's not that.
It's a lot of things, okay?
I mean, I'm technically
still married.
- Oh, yeah, yeah. So
now you're married.
- I'm not saying that.
I'm-I'm just saying that
this is all new to me, okay?
I'm trying to figure
all of this out,
and I can't do that if you're in the
house that I shared with my husband.
- I don't wanna be some
amusement park to you,
where you get a
thrill and leave.
From the moment we made a
connection 16 years ago,
I wanted you.
Not for your body,
you, Jax, all of you.
I need to know if
you want the same.
- I can't give you
that answer, Damon.
At least not right now.
- Yeah, I think you just did.
You have
got to be joking.
- Just hear me out.
- You told your husband's attorney
about my mental episode, didn't you?
You find that out from
your rich-ass daddy?
- I don't know how she
found out about that,
but it wasn't from me.
I don't believe you.
You told me
what you wanted.
But Brayden going to prison?
That is not up to either of us.
I don't think you want Brayden
to pay for killing your wife.
You want him to pay
for fucking her.
- So what if that's true?
What am I supposed to do now?
- Hmm, well...
You may not be able to get what
you want in that courtroom,
but there are other ways
to make Brayden suffer.
- Like what?
What are you doing?
- Showing you
how good revenge feels.
- Oh...
Sarah.
Uh...
- I'm sorry for
not trusting you.
It's just been a lot.
- It's all good.
- And you're right.
I do still love Kaleesha,
but I love this company more.
These documents
aren't good for me.
And what isn't good for me
isn't good for the company.
- I agree.
- No more secrets.
- Yo, this thing you got
going, tell me about it.
Like, how much does it pay?
Like, what are the risks?
What do I look
like, LinkedIn, nigga?
I don't know.
It pays a lot, you could
die. The end. Shit.
Listen, man, you took care of me
when Mom and Pops died
and I'm forever grateful.
All I'm trying to do is
return the favor. Let me.
- I can't get caught up.
- I'm telling you,
this shit is le...
I'm telling you,
this shit is legit.
It's foolproof.
I would never involve you with
something that puts you in harm's way.
I'm your brother.
I always got your back.
- Tell me more.
- Sarah.
- Oh, God, Brayden.
Honey, you scared me.
Ooh, what are you
still doing up?
- Waiting for you.
- Well, here I am.
I'm exhausted. I'm, uh,
I'm going to head upstairs.
- Okay, good night.
Oh, and, honey, one more thing.
- Yeah?
What the
fuck are you up to?