"Previously on Rebel..." "'Sup Sis, how you doin'?" "How long has it been since we got together?" "For what it's worth, I think we had pretty good chemistry." " Calm down, Daddy." " Malik'll be back." "Drop that gun!" "Wait!" "Malik!" "Jimmy, I'm sorry about Mack, okay?" "My brother is damn near crippled." "Mine's dead." "Whose fault is that, you black bitch?" "This is your fault, too!" "I don't want you to get fried out there." "So, you watch yourself." "This is a job and it's one I don't think I can do anymore." "So, what are you gonna do now that you're not Five-0?" "Start your own private investigative service or something?" "You lookin' for Texas?" "Hand over the pills or I'm gonna drag you in there and have Mr. Proctor search you himself." "Get outta here." "You need to watch where you're goin'." "Your school carries a mandatory." "You ain't 5-0 no mo'." "You're just a pay-no-mind basic bitch." "What?" "Stop." "I'll ease up." "You what?" "You what?" "Get off me!" " Get your damn hands off me!" " Easy." "Easy." "Are you okay?" "You wanna file charges?" "Nah, we was just play wrestling." "Then how'd he get that big-ass mark on his head?" "Nah, nah, nah, nah." "This here's a birth defect, man." "I've had it my whole life." "Yeah." "Right." "You're not leaving me any wiggle room." "Fine." "I'll ride downtown, but you're not cuffing' me." "And tell your partner here to rack up my bike when he's finished." "What you cheesin' at?" "Them makes cooties in your dreads." "They didn't search you well." "I can see where you hid your drugs." "That ain't funny." "It's actually hilarious." "You're here for a witness statement." "But if I tug on a friend's coattail, you get conspiracy to distribute in a school zone." "You got less friends in here than me." "I saw that blue rat salute they gave you." "Try me and see if your black ass don't end up in San Quentin on a nic." "Or you can stop bagging' to your schools and put me up on game in the hood." "I ain't no snitch." "Like you said, I ain't 5-0 no more." "So, it ain't snitchin'." "It's ear-hustlin'." "You just can't get enough of this place, can you?" "Some unis brought me down here to fill out somethin', 'cause me and old boy was rough-housing and they thought we was for real." "Is that the truth?" "Hm..." "Officer, they're free to go." "That little gold star on my forehead for the Chechen terrorists I handed over?" "Oh, don't get ahead of yourself." "Those guys have not been convicted yet." "They will be once the AG office sees the truckload of bombing materials in that cafe." "Somebody around here oughta give me a fruit basket or somethin'." "Bye, Rebel." "Where are we at on the investigation into those cops that killed Malik?" "You're no longer a cop." "You're not supposed to be back here." "When is the dashcam and the bodycam footage being released?" "I have no idea." "I've been in court all week dealing with a federal court compliance case." "The brass better not try to turn this around on my brother like they always do." "Let's just see how it plays out." "Don't project." "It's not healthy." "Have you seen Hector around?" "No, he's called in sick the last two days." "That's okay." "I'll hit him on his cell." "So, now you're not talkin' to me?" "I got nothin' to say." "You told IA I'm a racist." "Mack, I can only speak on what you did." "And I can only think of one reason why." "Oh, that is such crap, Rebel, and you know it." "We were partners for three years." "You still chose to fire on my brother..." "An unarmed black man." "You can't even imagine that there was an explanation?" "I can." "I just gave it." "Rebel, I was friends with Malik, for Christ sake." "And, yet, you couldn't see him through all that black skin." "Hey, Lieutenant." "I'm cleared to return to work." "By who?" "Well, my doctor, who else?" "You need a complete psychiatric evaluation, not some ball-grab by your physician." "Oh, no, come on, Lieutenant, look at me..." "I'm fine." "I'm sorry." "Department policy." "Dr. Fuller will get you squared away." "Now, if you don't mind," "I have some place I need to be." "What's up, Mr. K?" "How you holdin' up, man?" "You remember Pastor Durod, right?" "Hey, Mr. Knight." "Listen, we come bearing gifts." "You know I got you." "Thank you." "I know all about Lake Charles." "You know, I used to ride through there on the 10, comin' up from Port Arthur." " Are you from Texas?" " Yes, sir." "Hm..." "So, I know all about historical injustices facing black men, especially coming from down there." "Now these sorts of atrocities are happening all over." "And it's important for us to protest that behavior." "And now, of course, your young son being the catalyst for change this country desperately needs." "Listen, Mr. K... you like Lik was like a little brother to me." "I mean, that's the main reason" "I wanna be down with this rally... to honor him." "And it'd probably be a good look for you to come out, too, so you could see just how much love people have for Lik." "He was talented." "I mean, that boy stand in the studio." "That's why I wanna get his music out to the public, so his voice isn't forgotten." "Y'all must be crazy if you think you're gonna pimp out my brother's records after he's dead." "That's not why we're here." "It's not like that at all." "We're only here to get your dad active in the movement." "We're not interested in jump-starting your political career." "So, if you two gentlemen don't mind," "I'ma have to kindly ask you to get the hell out." "Come on, Reb, you're trippin'." "You're supposed to be the neighborhood hustler." "You don't know nothin' about what happened to my brother." "Look, Lik my dog, and I got love for him." "But you can't be walkin' up on me nag-blastin' me in the middle of the street." "I've got a reputation to protect." "Now I told you I've got fellas all over the place." "As soon as I hear something, I'll let you know." "Well, until then, kick rocks." "Rebecca." "What you do that for?" "The grass ain't even grown around Malik's grave yet and people are already trying' to get a piece of him." "I'm not havin' it." "What the hell are you doing here?" "Let's talk about your brother's juvie record for starters." "Where the hell did you get that?" " A judge sealed it years ago." " Seriously?" "The department leaked it?" "Typical." "They're trying to smear him." "So, here's your chance at tomorrow's headline." "Check out the designs I made for your business card." "Hella dope, right?" "Girl, there is no way in hell" "I'm runnin' a business called "The Ratchet PI."" "Well, you got a better name, or are you just gonna hate on my ingenuity?" "Aw, big word." "Chee, I see you." "I hate it when you do that." "I do need a favor, though." "Can you please keep Brim and them community leeches away from daddy until he's back on his feet?" "Yeah, your father must be down." "He hasn't said one insulting thing about Asians." "Well, you know, grief hits people in waves." "Daddy's still reeling' over Lik." "And what about you, toughie?" "Okay." "I mean, I have my moments, but I'm fine." "I know you're fine like you are, 'cause that's what you do, boo." "What you want me to do?" "Cry?" "Break something?" "I did that already." "It didn't change a thing." "Least I can do is make myself of use." "You sound like you're reading the back of a pamphlet." "Grief is like gas." "If you hold it in, by the time it comes out, it's gonna be deadly enough to knock you and everybody around you out." "That's nasty." "That settles it then." "Our first PI case is a hometown special, hey, lookin' out for your old man." "I used to look like that, before the wife and kids." "The thought of you shirtless almost made me lose my lunch." "So, you're back to work?" "Oh, Charles is making me go see the department shrink before he'll let me come back." "You're not gonna see that witch." "She'll make you see her like five times." "There's a guy I used a while back." "Has you back in the one visit." "A cakewalk." "Nice job handling that judge." "Oh, I didn't even know you were there." "Well, thanks." "This is about Rebecca Knight, isn't it?" "We're very close to getting our department back, Charles." "I'll take that as a yes." "If her brother's shooting comes back bad, we could be under the thumb of the feds for God knows how long." "Oh, I don't think there's much anyone can do about that." "Knock off the cute routine." "It's a lotta heat on this case." "I know you guys are friends." "I also know you've had your eye on that chief's badge for quite some time now, and between your exemplary record and my political connections, that badge is practically already yours." "But the shooting of Rebel's brother happened on your watch." "That's a matter of public record." "Certain politicians might consider it stain." "Hm..." "I don't know that I've ever seen a chief's uniform with a stain on it, have you?" "Lieutenant Gold, what do you think about the rally the community's planning to protest police brutality against African-American males?" "I have no issue with people expressing themselves, as long as it's peaceful." "Ex-copper Becca Knight stated that her brother's death was a bad shooting by racist cops." "Hector, this is Rebel." "Hit me back whenever you get this." "Gal, get in here." "Your old boss Chuckie's on TV." "...outside of District 7." "The officers involved in the Malik Knight shooting acted within the guidelines of department policy." "From what we can tell, the suspect appeared to be reaching for a gun." "What the hell?" "That's a flat-out lie." "Shhh." "Well, I told you, he is trying to cover the department's ass." "And trying to put out a narrative." "We need to get that dashcam and that bodycam footage so we can put out ours..." "That Lik's shooting was bad." "You know they're gonna try and delay releasing those." "I know something they can't delay." "I'm actually trying to convince my youngest to try out for high school football." "You're not worried about concussions?" "What really keeps me awake is taking on a third college tuition." "Hm, now you see why I haven't had kids." "Well, if you did, it wouldn't have been as easy to walk away from a job." "Who said anything about easy?" "Are you gonna be okay... looking at this?" "Me and Lik had matching tattoos." "What is "MSK"?" "My Sister's Keeper." "Mine was "MBK," My Brother's Keeper." "Your brother was shot... 13 times." "Once in the left chest..." "The second bullet's entry was in his upper back." "The third and fourth were..." "Yeah, I'm not really trying to hear all that." "I just need to know that Lik wasn't reaching for a gun, like they said." "Well, based on the trajectory of the bullets, the way the victim's body was hit, and how it was hit, I'd say it's highly unlikely." "I can't tell you who fired what or how many shots." "You'd have to go to ballistics for that." "Ballistics." "Does Darrell still work there?" "Heavyset Darrell?" "Oh, yeah, yeah." "Yeah, he's still there eatin' up everything in sight." "You a mess." "Thank you, Jen." " I owe you one." " Yeah." "Wait, um..." "There's something else." "Malik had cocaine in his blood." "Dr. Loyton, thanks for meeting me on short notice." "Please, call me Adam." "Your brother sends me so many patients," "I, uh, like to help wherever I can." "Okay." "Oh, it says here that you fired at your partner's brother." "Is that correct?" "Gnarly." "Well, would you like to talk about it?" "Okay, uh, then, just tell me something about yourself." "Your, uh, your hopes, your dreams, uh, fetishes." "It's a joke, Mr. Mclntyre." "Have you lost your damn mind?" "Your brother gotta clean this up." "Daddy, what did you just say?" "I know Malik is gone." "Still, it makes no damn sense." "You tearing' up the boy's room." "I'm looking for something." "I told you to stop it." "Stop it!" "This is your brother's room, you understand me?" " Daddy!" " I told you to stop!" " Didn't I tell you to stop it?" " Let me go!" "What in the hell's gotten into you, girl?" "Did you know Malik was doin' cocaine?" "Answer me!" "Ain't no angels in this family." "So, you did know?" "Know what?" "That Malik and his boys like to go out there and then mix it up like you and your friends did?" "This is different and you know it." "Shhh..." "The doctor told you about all that drinking." "It puts your brain in a haze." "Yeah, well haze." "Maybe that's how it likes to feel, Becca." "You ever thought about that?" "Hell, I done lost my son." "Well, I lost my brother!" "It ain't the same thing!" "Losing your mother broke my heart." "But this was worse than I could ever even imagine." "Malik came from me." "I made that boy." "And now a part of me is dead." "This house... there used to be so much noise in this house." "People laughing, cracking' jokes." "Fussin' and fightin'." "Then when your Mama died, you went into the service." "Now Malik is gone." "I'm here by myself." "Daddy, you are not alone." "You will never be alone as long as I'm here." "It says here that you were stabbed a few years ago." "Uh, I was nicked." "Have you ever been victimized by an African-American on or off the job?" "My mother is in the women's softball hall of fame, so, uh, my brother and I spent most of our childhood traveling around to watch her play." "This one time, we were at a game, and I had to use the bathroom, so, my mom sent Jimmy to go with me." "We get in there, it's dark as hell." "I finally start to go, when I hear these voices." "I look up and I see these four older black kids." "And out of nowhere, they just start pounding Jimmy, you know?" "And the thing that kills me is rather than stay and get... beat up, I..." "I run to go get help." "And, uh, by the time we came back, you know, with my mom and her teammates Jimmy'd been beaten to a bloody pulp." "What do you think that means, Mack?" "I mean, maybe I..." "I fired at Malik because... in that moment, I felt threatened?" "But I don't know." "I guess my mind must have flashed back to, you know, a dark room with those guys." "And you didn't want that to happen again." "So, you instinctively pulled the trigger." "That... that's good." "It's really good, Mack." "You've made a big step here sharing that information, and putting it all together yourself." "Awesome." "I'm gonna want you to come back... so we can get to the root cause of all of this." "It's not gonna happen, Doc." "Thanks." "The yolo come from you?" "It's cool." "Let her through." "Malik had cocaine in his system when he died." "I found this in his room, so, I'ma ask you one more time, did it come from you?" "You know I ain't dealing'." "I know for a fact your crew out here trapping', so don't give me that I ain't about that life speech." "Be real." "You ain't protectin' and serving' no more, Reb." "So, you need to slow your roll up or you get dealt with." "Brim, I was trolling' these streets long before you was even pissing' straight." "So don't go there with me." "Or what, Becca?" "Good night, bro." "Oh..." "I thought we talked about this." "You rushed me off the phone yesterday before I could check on you." "So..." "I came by to see for myself." "Everything's fine, TJ." "No doubt." "Gee." "You gotta live with this spot, despite the fact this isn't a hotel." "Yeah, well, I got tired of coming home to my apartment and finding reporters outside trying to dig up dirt on Lik." "Yeah, that's real." "So, everything else okay?" "What's goin' on, Reb?" "Talk to me." "I don't wanna talk." "Kiss me." "Mmmm..." "Okay, see, there you go doin' that thing." "The thing you like?" "Oh, yes." "Unh-unh, unh-unh, unh-unh, unh-unh." "Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up." "No, no, no, no, no, no." "I know you, Reb." "Something's up." "After everything that went down with your job," "Malik, movin'." "Please, babe." "They found cocaine in Malik's blood." "Damn!" "I'm so sorry to hear that." "Daddy knew Malik was using, or at least wasn't shocked by the idea, and acted like I didn't even need to know." "Okay, so you know there was nothing you could do about this, right?" "Nothing at all." "TJ, I don't need you consoling me right now, okay?" "You asked." "I told you." " I'm good." " No, you're not." "Look at me." "Just be real and admit this has you messed up." "TJ, I'm straight, okay?" "You can leave now." "See, this is exactly why we're separated now." "Because you start opening up, and then you just completely shut down." "No, we're separated because your credit score is the same as your age." "You know, you kept goin' back and forth and tryin' to fix me and knock me up." "That's why we're separated." "I'm outta here." "TJ, I didn't mean it like that." "You never gave me the full dime, Rebecca." "Never." "Hey, TJ, um, it's me." "Let's talk." "Hey, Rebecca, how you been?" "Yeah, I'm sorry to hear about everything." "Oh, thanks, Darrell." "Danielle gave me a going away present, so I came to bring her a little surprise." "Now hold on now, I ain't never been to the bayou but I can smell gumbo anywhere." "Oh, yeah, I got two big containers in here from Creole Soul Express." "You want some?" "Girl, do I want some?" "Does LeBron James have big feet?" "Come on now." "Yeah, Darrell, um, I was actually wondering if you could, you know, do me a small favor since I'm here." "Well, Rebel, I wish I could, but, technically, you're not even supposed to be here." "Oh, my bad." "What was I thinking?" "Look, wait, wait." "No, no, no, no, no, no." "Not... just 'cause I can't help don't mean you gotta take your gumbo and run." "I was just tellin' you the rules." "The fact of the matter is I'm in charge down here and I can have anybody down here that I want." " Are you sure, Darrell?" " Yes." "I would hate for you to get in trouble or, you know, replaced." "Girl, seriously, it'll take 10 people to replace one Darrell." "Now I cannot argue with that." "Mm-mm!" " A little bit of this." " Mmm!" "Give it a little kick." "Oh, it don't need no help with that now." "Okay." "Okay." "Mmm!" "You know, when you came down here," "I thought you'd be looking for ballistics help on your brother." "I kinda wish that so I could snap." "Girl, Obama ain't got that kinda hope." "Mmm-hm." "Mmm-hm." "Mmm!" "Mm!" "Mm!" "Mm!" "Um..." "Ooh, um..." "Oh, um..." "Um..." "I, um..." "Rebel, I might need you to watch the lab for a minute." "Oh, of course." "Everything okay?" "Mm-hm." "Yeah, yeah, everything's fine." "Everything is fine." "Vaughn Bryant, Bryan Markey," "April Sommerdale, and Rafael Lopez..." "All four claim Malik was reaching for a gun when they opened fire." "Yeah, well, we know that's not true." "Vaughn Bryant shot his weapon seven times." "How can you tell?" "Any time an officer is involved in a shooting, the first thing they do is take your weapon and count how many bullets are in your mag." "Fifteen plus one in the chamber." "Vaughn Bryant had nine, which means he shot seven times." "Rafael Lopez had 12." "Which means he fired four shots." "Bryan Markey had 14." "Which means he fired twice." "April Sommerdale had 16... which means she never fired her weapon." "We need to find April Sommerdale." "I'll have a vodka soda with a splash of cranberry." "Thanks." "Yeah, I'll have a beer." "I checked the gangbook." "That information on Texas." "There was no Hispanic dude in there by that name." "And now you've been avoiding me?" "First of all, I wasn't avoiding you." "I was sick." "And that Texas info was in there a week ago." "I saw it myself." "I don't know what happened." "How did you know I was looking for him in the first place?" "I've worked the door at a few parties he's thrown." "Fine." "Okay." "When's the next one?" "They happen randomly at different locations." "I never know where or when until I get blasted on a group text." "All right, hit me up the next time they let you know." "Why are you showing up at my home?" "Nobody even looked your way tonight at the bar." "Pack mentality." "If one of us fires, we all fire." "Or we get accused of not having our partner's back." "I don't know what you're talking about." "Yes, you do." "You're a good person, a great cop." "You used your mind instead of following after others and you should be commended for that, not ostracized." "Look, I lost my brother that night." "And the hardest part of me getting over this is not understanding why." "Look, I'm really sorry about what happened to your brother, okay?" "But I..." "I've gotta go." "April." "April just talk..." "Apr..." "Hey..." "Come on in." "Got change, man?" "I ain't got no money." "Come on." "Bam!" "Bruce Lee and Jackie Chan was notorious for sneaking up on people." "But I guess that gene must have missed you, child." "Oh!" "I'm glad to see your casual racism has returned, Mr. Knight." "You're gonna have to take some lessons and pay attention, if you're gonna be following people." "Oh, Malik..." "I need you to run me somewhere." " Hey." " Hey." "How'd it go with Dr. Loyton?" "I'm back to work." "That's all that matters." "The guy's a bit off, I'll give you that." "But he's fast." "He ask you about your fetishes?" "Yeah." "He kept pushing me to talk." "I don't need anyone holding my hand." "I told him the bathroom story." "Get out." "The whole thing?" "Hell, no." "Whew, I loved it when you came back." "Standing in that doorway with that bat, lookin' like Jason Voorhees." "Them black kids are fast, but I never saw anyone fly like they did when you started crackin' their heads." "That's what family does." "Protect each other, right?" "It's good to have you back." "Oh, yes." "Yes." "Again?" "What's Jimmy's connection to April Sommerdale?" "They ever work together?" "Whatever it is you're hatching, you understand me?" "I can't believe you got on TV and lied about Malik like that." "You're the one who threw the first punch, and now you come cryin' foul?" "Those cops started it when they killed Malik." "You siding' with them?" "Look, I'm siding with the department." "The same racist department that won't release the bodycam or the dashcam footage?" "Let's set aside a second the fact that you worked for this racist department for 10 years, and focus on the fact that Malik had a Schedule 2 stimulant in his blood when he died." "That's out of bounds." "But that's the only play you've got." "So, of course, you're gonna use it." "But I'm warning you, if you release that information out to the public," "I will prove that my brother was not reaching for a gun when he was killed." "How the hell are you gonna do that?" "Do you really think the ME report would definitively end this?" "I mean, you know better than that." "Now I get that you're trying to protect Malik's honor." "But I am trying to save an entire department." "You've known my entire family since I was 17 years old." "Malik wasn't a perp and you know it." "If this were anyone else running down the street with a gun in their hand, hopped up on cocaine, you would have cuffed 'em and thrown them in jail." "But it wasn't anybody else, it was Malik, and he's dead." "Charles, I'm begging you, stop the department from releasing this information about Lik." "Good night, Rebel." "Charles!" "Do this for me." "Please." "Justice for Malik!" "We'll damn sure not kumbaya with cops takin' target practice in our communities." "Now I'm not standing here saying that everybody in our community is a saint, either." "They're not." "Right?" "Some of 'em are as wrong as wrong can be, and they deserve to be locked up." "Yes, they do!" "But let's be clear, brothers and sisters, there is a difference between handcuffing' somebody and filling' 'em full of lead." " That's right!" " You got it!" "It's like Pastor Durod says, this movement is more than a hashtag." "It's a statement on behalf of all those men, women, and children who have been murdered at the hands of the crooked police." "This is like Sandra Bland and Akai Gurley." "We're talking brothers like Mike Brown, Eric Garner," " Philando Castile, right?" " Right!" " Oscar Grant." " Come on now." "And my best friend... my little brother..." "Malik Knight." "Brim, there's something I wanna say." "I wanna say a few words." "Hey, Chee, I'ma hit ya back." "No, don't call me back." "I need you to come where I am." "Something compelled me to talk tonight and that... that's... that's my... that's my son." "Malik..." "What's weird is when he first started making music," "I said, boy, get a real job." "Stop wasting your time." "But now..." "I can see how wrong I was." "As I look around at all the people who, uh, have come out to honor my son's legacy." " Yeah!" " We love you!" "His friend, Brim, uh, he came to me the other day and... he said he wanted to get my son's music out." "So, we decided that we would give all of Malik's music and merchandise away for free tonight." "I'm glad the police are here, because I would like to, uh, express my most sincere frustration." "I'm not saying all cops are bad." "My daughter was a cop until just recently." "So, they can't all be bad." "But the ones that killed my boy were." "And I'm not stopping until I get justice for Malik." "Justice for Malik!" "We talk plays, Lieutenient." "We're here to just observe and monitor." "What if the crowd advances?" "Hopefully, it won't escalate to that point, especially with the media here." "What the hell, Cheen?" "Your Pops forced me to bring him here." "What the hell are you doing?" "They've spilled enough blood in these streets." "So we're gonna show 'em our pain." "Put that brick down or I will arrest you and throw you in jail myself." "Sir, we need to do something before this gets out of control." "Just stay in your lane, detective, and let me do my job." "Justice!" "Justice for Malik!" "Justice for Malik!" "Join this group right here." "Damn!" " Move those men back." " Move 'em back." "Hey!" "Hey!" "Listen to me!" "Hey, listen!" "Listen to me!" "Everybody just listen to me." "Look, nobody has more of a right to be angry over Malik than me." "But this is not what Malik wanted." "This is not what I want his legacy to be..." "Acting out." "Like this won't get us nothing but a few more of us arrested or worse." "Come on, I don't wanna lose another one of you." "So, I..." "I..." "I just wanna ask everybody who can hear the sound of my voice to, please, just... just go home." "The rally is over." "Just go home, y'all." "Yeah, rally's over." "Everybody go home." "I'm gonna stay right here." "There's nothing around here." "Nah, that's not happening." "Reb, look here, okay?" "Malik was two when Mama died." "I had no choice but to be his sister and his mama." "I washed him, I changed him," "I taught him how to tie his shoe." "And the fact that he died, the fact that he was using cocaine, and I knew nothing about it, it just... it makes me feel like I failed." "Reb." "TJ is my husband, we're still married, which technically makes you a side hoe." "You need to stop messin' around and get your life together before it's too late." "April?" "You in here?"