Angel: What are you doing here?
EZ: We have to talk, Angel.
Angel: There's nothing to talk about.
EZ: Yeah, there is.
Angel: What's your sponsor saying? Golden boy didn't get the votes he needs?
EZ: I don't give a fuck about the vote.
Angel: If this is about Pop, man, stay out of it. Its none of your fucking business.
EZ: It's not about Pop. It's about Mom.
Angel: What?
EZ: I know who killed her.