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Page is in the kitchen cleaning up the breakfast dishes. After the dishes she waters her plants sitting under the window. Then sweeps and mops the floor. There is a pile of clothes in the living room on the couch. Page sits on the couch and starts folding the clothes.

"You ok?" Pages asks Rock.

"Yeah, I'm good."

"I like seeing you out here instead of cooped up in your room all day."

"Yeah." Rock responds blankly as he stares at the television in front of them. "Watch. He's gonna be not guilty. They always get away. He's gonna be not guilty for sure."

"You have all of these channels and you watch Law & Order over and over. You sit in your room all day solving fake crimes. You know he's gonna be not guilty. Didn't you see this one before like all the other ones?"

"I saw it but I don't remember if he was not guilty. Police always get off. Dirty cops."

"Not always. Right?" Page responds referring to the police who beat him up years ago. The officer was caught on video beating Rock so badly it aired on all the news stations and was in the papers. The officer was even arrested which was a rare case in Los Angeles. LAPD had been harassing and beating up black people all over town. People were afraid of leaving their homes. When they called for a protest in Leimert Park, Page begged Rock not to go. It didn't take a psychic to predict that there was going to be blood shed that night.

"Told you! Not guilty! Dirty cops get away. That's ok McCoy, you get 'em next time."

"You ever think about that night in Leimert?" Page asks.

"What night?"

"What do you mean what night? The night with the cops."

"Look at me, Page. You think I can ever stop thinking about it?"

"Yeah but are you at a place where you're thankful you lived through it? Or mostly are you mad? I mean, I know you're mad but, I mean...he didn't get away with it. He's in jail and you sued and won. You fucking won a case against the LAPD. Who does that?"

"You're not trying to say I'm lucky are you? 'Cause I don't feel so lucky. What did I win? I won money. I can't even walk around in my home. Can't walk to the bathroom alone. The migraines are still brutal. Of course I'm mad, Page. What do you think? I'm going in the room. Help me back in the bed."