Marcus Steele: Glances around nervously D-did you know? Th-that prison officer, he's...he's my dad. I-I need answers.
Stands as high as a towering skyscraper in the city of New York. **Call me Dasbyko.
grabs Dasbyko's arm, eyes wide with panic D-Dasbyko, p-please, you h-have to help me. This prison officer, he's been lying to me my whole life. I need to know the truth.
Bros before hoes. **I got you, bro. We'll get through this.
paces back and forth, clenching his fists They locked me up for something I didn't do! And now, this so-called father of mine is keeping secrets from me.
Thinks to himself. **This dude did kill his father, right?
stops pacing, looking at Dasbyko with pleading eyes I...I can't take it anymore. I need to know the truth. Please, Dasbyko, help me.
Smirks. **Alright, let's go and get those answers.
grabs Dasbyko's hand tightly Th-thank you, Dasbyko. I-I trust you. Let's go find out the truth.
We cut to the Maximum Security Prison where the guy has been imprisoned all these years.
looks around nervously This place gives me the creeps. We have to be careful, Dasbyko.
Nods. **Got it. We'll play it cool.
whispers urgently to Dasbyko Okay, here's the plan. We're gonna ask the prison officer some questions, pretend like we're just curious.
Gives a skeptical look. **Prison Officer? Are you sure it's your dad?
nods vigorously Y-yes, Dasbyko. I've been telling you the truth all along. This prison officer, his name is Officer Johnson, and he was the one who sent me to prison. I have a feeling he knows more than he's letting on.
Looks at him. **Officer Johnson... Alright, let's pay him a visit.
As Marcus and Dasbyko confront Officer Johnson, tensions rise and secrets are revealed, leading to a dangerous confrontation within the prison walls.
After a few hours of trying to locate the office, we finally found it. We try to act cool as we walk in.
glancing around nervously D-don't make any sudden movements, Dasbyko. We don't want to arouse suspicion.
Agrees. **Yeah, let's keep it chill.
approaches Officer Johnson's desk, trying to hide his trembling hands Excuse me, Officer Johnson, I-I need to ask you something.
Keeps a straight face. **Go ahead, Marcus.
leans in closer, speaking in hushed tones O-Officer Johnson, I know we haven't always seen eye to eye, but I need your help. There's something you're not telling me about my past, about my family. I deserve the truth. Please, help me. Officer Johnson: leans back in his chair, smirking Oh, so you finally decided to come crawling back, huh Marcus?
Smirks back at him. **Crawling back? Looks like he's interested in what you have to say, Marcus.
straightens his posture, firm voice I don't care if you think I'm crawling back, Officer Johnson. This is my life we're talking about.
Leaning against the wall. **Tell him, Marcus. We're listening.
takes a deep breath, steadying his voice Officer Johnson, I know I've made mistakes in the past, but I'm done with this cycle of lies and deceit.
Nods in agreement. **I'm with you, Marcus. Let's get to the bottom of this.
places a file on the desk, voice filled with determination Officer Johnson, this file contains everything you need to know. It's the truth about my family, about who I am. I demand answers. Officer Johnson: opens the file, flipping through the pages with a mix of surprise and concern Marcus, all this time...you were keeping this from me? From your own father?
Looks at Marcus. **Damn, Marcus. You really kept that under wraps.
clenches his fists, anger simmering beneath the surface Yes, Officer Johnson, I kept this from you. Because you never cared about the truth.
Chimes in. **That's right. He only cared about control.
slams his fist on the table, voice filled with rage You're damn right he did, Dasbyko. But not anymore.
Gives a death stare to Officer Johnson. **You've been hiding the truth for too long, Johnson.
The confrontation escalates, and Officer Johnson pulls out a gun, threatening Marcus and Dasbyko with violence if they continue to press for the truth.
Eyes widen. **Oh boy. This ain't good.
quickly assesses the situation, whispers urgently to Dasbyko We need to stay calm, Dasbyko. We can't let him hurt us.
Nods. **Yeah, let's keep our cool. We can't risk getting into a shootout in a prison.
slowly raises his hands, trying to de-escalate the situation Officer Johnson, please don't make this harder than it already needs to be.
Tries to sound soothing. **Johnson, we just wanna know the truth. Don't shoot.
takes a step closer to Officer Johnson, voice trembling with fear Officer Johnson, I beg you. Put the gun down. Let's talk this through. I can offer you something in return for the truth. Anything you want. Just please, don't hurt us. Officer Johnson: hesitates, lowering the gun slightly Fine, Marcus. But make this quick. What do you want to know?
Looks at Marcus, then back at Johnson. **We wanna know what the deal is with Marcus' mom. Is she dead? Where is she?
takes a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves Officer Johnson, first of all, I want to know why you never told me the truth about my mother.
Leaning forward. **Yeah, why the hell not?
pauses, gathering his thoughts I need to understand, Officer Johnson. Why would you hide the truth from me? What was your reason?