Memphis Beat

Excuse me. I am Lt. Tanya rice, MPD.

Um, you'll have to join the line.

You know what?

I truly wish I could join the line,

But there is...

A murder I need to attend to with much haste.

Account number?

Yep, there's my little card.

Somebody's hacked into my account...

Or there's been a terrible mistake.

I went online this morning

And almost lost my mind when I saw...

$20,000 withdrawn two days ago.

I see it.

Yes. Yes.

So, how long before you all replace the funds?

Theft is covered, I do know that.

Huh.

"huh" what?

O-Kay.

No, you know what? I get to look.

That's my account. No, ma'am.

Um...I'm not sure this is classified as a theft.

Actually, this is a transfer.

Yeah, since it's a co-signer on the account... Carl rice.

Looks like he transferred it into his personal account.

I mean, you do know him, right?

Oh, no, no, no, no. Uh, we're divorced.

He's not on that account.

He took my money?

Oh, Carl rice? You have proof of that?

Because he is not on the account.

I do. And he still is.

But I could call Mr. Rice and just let him know...

Do not call him!

Not on good terms?

Listen to me.

My ex-husband will not put that money back.

He will spend that money like he's suckin' up oxygen

Unless you revoke the funds,

Put them back into my account, where they belong.

And you can do that... Marissa.

You know you can.

That's my son's college money.

Rodney... he needs that for his future, okay?

Come on.

that's my girl.

Is the money still there in his account?

I'm sorry.

I just can't do this. It's just not...

Yes, you can. Here, let me see this.

Oh, no, I'm sorry. You can't touch my equipment. Let...

I'm the customer. You stop it. Ma'am, ma'am... stop it.

You do not touch my account. Please let go. Just stop, ma'am!

You let go!

Stop, ma'am. No, no! You stop!

Stand down, Marissa. No, you stand down!

Security! Security!

Calm down, everybody.

Nothin' to see here.

Oh, do not even think about it.

This is the last damn time I take lunch three hours late,

I can promise you that.

It's your favorite place, whitehead. Stop complaining.

Now I won't be hungry for dinner till around midnight,

And that's a guaranteed recipe for reflux.

I been seeing this shaman, and what I can tell about you,

'cause of all your anger, whitehead,

Is you got to stop eating such heavy meals.

The human body cannot only survive but thrive

On just two gallons of water a day.

It's an ancient Amachauca water diet.

I been doing it a week myself, and look at me...

I've never been happier and have been pissing clear all day long.

We don't need to hear about the color of your damn urine,

Sutton, okay?

And there ain't nothing wrong with the way I eat.

Dispatcher: All units, cover code 4-1-7.

Corner of Mosby and Manassas.

Unh-unh. Don't even think about it. No, no, no.

That's 4-1-7. That's "man with a gun." we got to go.

Five minutes, okay? Lateefah will make me a to-go platter.

Rather a man with a gun run rampant in a crowded city

Or eat your lunch, whitehead?

Well, I-I would like to...

Ah, damn it!

Memphis police department. Who saw what happened here?

I did. Skinny white man in a tie goes knockin' on that door.

Old man answers the door with a gun.

Points it straight at him.

Marches his bony white ass right inside

And then slammed the door.

And I was like, "I know I just did not see that."

When did this happen?

About 15 minutes ago.

What's his name, the old man with the gun?

Keeps to himself, but he been here forever.

One time I heard him yell at the mailman.

Now, don't be talkin' tales like that about that old man.

He's a sweet old man.

ow!

Damn. That was close.

I'm gonna go talk to him.

Who? The old man.

Are you crazy? We just call s.W.A.T.

No time. Clock's ticking.

That hostage is in danger.

Cover me, whitehead.

Dwight!

Dwight!

You hardheaded son of a bitch!

You have no respect for my life!

I'm older than you, buckaroo!

I don't like to take chances! I already did that already!

What the hell?

You lookin' to die today?

My name is Dwight Hendricks.

I'm a Detective with the Memphis police department.

Just wondering if I can ask you what all this is about.

You all know what it's about!

So don't start pretendin' that you don't!

Who do you got in there with you?

Damn well know who he is!

All right. Okay.

It's... it's gonna be all right.

I sure would be grateful

If you'd lower that gun just a notch.

Thank you.

What's your name, sir?

[ tires screech, police radio chatter ]

You better back the hell off!

You better back off now!

If not, this boy in here is gonna die!

I mean it! You hear me?!

I'll kill him! You back off!

Okay, I'll go talk to them.

Everything's gonna be fine. We're gonna work this out.

As long as you don't do anything reckless.

We understand each other?

Yeah.

We understand each other.

I'm gonna talk to them.

I know you.

Damn... It really is you.

You mind if I... can I come in?

We got to go in, too.

You don't know what you're talking about.

I know that there are moments that define a man's character.

And what Dwight just did... that's one.

And you and me sitting here,

Biding our time, fear ruling our...

oh, I felt that. I felt that.

It was a car door, Sutton.

Hudson: Rice! This is bullshit.

Hello, Hudson.

Hostage situation is our territory.

What's your rogue cop doing in here?

Rogue cop? Are you kidding me?

My Detective put himself at great personal risk

To defuse a volatile situation.

I trust his instincts.

Does he have extensive training in hostage crisis? No.

My squad and I will now devise an assault protocol

That we will carry out.

And we will keep you apprised.

He's your partner. You should've stopped him.

Look, white, this is a bad day.

It's a bad, bad day.

How come you know me?

That gun... put it down.

I know that you're Sebastian Lagrange,

One of the greatest Memphis session musicians of all time.

It's an honor to meet you. I'm a fan.

I got all those records...

Howlin' wolf, Bo Diddley, Elvis Presley.

When I was a kid, I'd pore over those liner notes,

Memorized all those old session pictures.

I can see that you're in some trouble here.

And I just want to help you out,

Make sure things don't get any worse.

I'm worried about this man in this kind of heat.

You mind if I give him some water?

Yeah, it's all right.

But I'm done pickin' beans.

I'm too old.

I ain't goin' nowhere with him.

What'd this man do to you,

Make you want to tie him up like this?

It's between me and him.

But he ain't goin' nowhere.

Please... I'm Jeffrey. I'm Jeffrey MC...

Shut up!

Put that tape back on his mouth.

You the devil, uh-huh.

You want to take me back... To Leadbelly's crib.

Sutton: None of the neighbors know his name,

And the database only lists the homeowner

As bluff city savings and loan.

No idea who this guy is.