[Kevin] Previously on The Chi...
[gun cocks]
I ain't leaving without my sister.
- [phone rings] - Hello?
Hello?
[Nina] Now make a wish.
[Omari] I'm gonna get you home.
What the fuck are you doing?
[shouts]
[cheers and applause]
- Will you marry me? - Yes.
- You better not be cheating. - I'm not cheating on you.
[Darnell] Dom and Darnell. Two Ds.
Our names sound like they go together, huh?
- I like you. - [Jemma chuckles]
Me too.
[Jemma] I had told 'em I wanted you to be my first.
[Kevin] What'd he say?
[Jemma] Make sure you're sure.
- [Kevin] Are you? - [Jemma] Yeah.
[Kevin] I'm ready to tell people we go together.
[Maisha] You said you wanted to go public?
Well, now I got the hottest boy in the game
wearing my chain.
Every mayoral election,
I pick one Black candidate to make a sizable donation to.
When I look at myself,
I see Otis, so my money's on him.
- What did you say? - You ain't no
[grunting angrily]]
[Douda] I need somebody
who can handle my business on the street.
I'm gonna make sure you have everything you need.
[Jake] Saving that bitch don't mean shit.
- You still a murderer. - [gunshots]
[screaming]
That's for Coogie, motherfucker.
Kevin, your sister's been through a lot.
So have we.
Sparse dramatic music.
[Kevin] Is it gonna be like this forever?
[Nina] I don't know.
- [Nina] What? - I'm pregnant.
With that crazy man's baby?
- You're not keeping it, right? - Kevin, that's enough.
You can't!
[Nina] It's not your decision.
I can't do it.
Otis Redding's "Try A Little Tenderness".
Oh, she may be weary.
And young girls they do get weary
[screaming] - [overlapping nurse's chatter]
Wearing that same...
- [nurse] That's it. - [nurse 2] There you go.
There you go. Yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah.
But when she gets weary.
Try a little tenderness.
Yeah, yeah
[door rattling]
Mm.
You know she's waiting.
Just anticipating.
For things that she'll never, never.
Never, never possess, yeah, yeah.
But the soft words.
They are spoke so gentle, yeah.
It makes it easier
[pounding on door] - [person] Emmett.
Easier to bear, yeah.
[Kiesha screaming]
You won't regret it, no, no.
Some girls, they don't forget it.
Love is their own.
Happiness.
Yeah, yeah.
But it's all so easy.
All you got to do is try.
Try a little tenderness, yeah.
All you got to do is, man.
Hold her where you want her.
Squeeze her, don't tease her.
Never leave her, get to her.
Try, try.
Just try a little tenderness.
Yeah, yeah.
You've got to rub her gentle, man.
All you got to do.
Don't got, don't bruise her, no, no.
You got to love her.
Tease her, don't squeeze her.
Gotta try, nah, nah, nah, try.
- Try a little tenderness. - [gunshot]
Yeah, watch her groove.
You got to know what to do, man.
Take this advice
dramatic hip-hop music
[phone buzzing]
[buzzing continues]
[Jemma] What time is it?
[clicks tongue]
Oh, shit!
Oh.
Fuck!
My dad's gonna be done with his morning meditation
at any minute.
If he catches you in here, he's gonna kill both of us.
I got an idea.
Just... just follow my lead, all right?
That's what you said last night and look where it got us.
I know. Oh, I know.
Kevin, hurry up.
My bad.
Tense music.
But...
I got you this time.
All right?
I promise.
- Mm, go. Go. - Okay.
- [knock at door] - [Nina] Kevin!
Kevin!
Where's Kevin?
Maybe he's with Jemma.
I don't recall him asking permission.
You know he think he grown.
Ain't neither one of y'all grown
till you start paying rent.
I don't know, baby. Maybe he went off to Malcolm's.
When he start hanging with him again?
- [Dre] I don't know. - I don't know.
I'm not his keeper.
- Do you want me to text him? - Yes.
Dre!
[mouse clicks]
Soft jazz music.
Oh, this little Negro think he slick.
[doorbell rings]
Um...
[chuckles]
Hey, Mr. St. John.
Morning, Kevin.
Come on.
Dramatic hip-hop music
- [door opens, bells jingle] Gangster or mayor?
That is the question when it comes to Otis Perry.
Since the election,
speculation about the mayor's past...
[customer] Psh. Pizza man, my ass.
I heard he run the 63rd Street Mob.
Mm-hmm. And I know he killed that nigga with the food truck.
Well, I heard he ain't really dead.
I heard he in witness protection.
[customer 2] How many niggas you know in witness protection?
[customer] I don't know.
That's why they in witness protection.
[Emmett] Papa.
Congrats on your first check from Smokey's, little bro.
[chuckles] All right.
So when I'm gonna get employee of the month?
Man, I told you we ain't got that.
Man, what kind of establishment
don't celebrate their employees?
You got to uplift those that uplift you.
Or else we gonna drop your ass.
Man, I'm not putting your headshot on the wall.
Fine.
Well, can you at least start paying me in cash
so I don't have to give half of this to Uncle Sam?
No. Bro, I'm finally legit. Would you let me be great?
I pray for your greatness every night.
[Emmett] That's what's up.
Now, let me get a number one, a number three,
and a strawberry pop, two straws.
Just 'cause you eat for free don't mean you get two meals.
It's not just for me.
It's for me and Maisha.
You know we do breakfast on Fridays.
[clicks tongue]
You read the paper, young man?
[Kevin] Nah, I get my news from The Shade Room.
So you didn't see the Tribune this morning, huh?
[Kevin] No, sir.
Bunch of kids that look just like you
burned down a few local businesses last night.
It's front-page news this morning.
And you're bringing that up because...?
Because white folks are gonna read this
and assume something about us that's not true.
Who cares about what white folks think?
If this kind of shit keeps happening,
the Olympics will never come to Chicago.
Dad, nobody cares about the Olympics.
I like the Olympics.
- Really, Kevin? - What?
Everybody likes the Olympics.
So that's why you're mad at those kids
for burning down the city?
[Marcus] Nobody wants to come to a place
where they don't feel safe.
And who's supposed to make us feel safe... the police?
- Not all police are bad. - [Jemma] Mm.
- Spoken like a true capitalist. - Oh, that's right.
Capitalism is the root of all evil.
I'll remember that the next time
you want me to buy you a Chanel purse.
[chuckles]
light music.
Oh, eat up.
[indistinct chatter]
Man, a freaky little baby.
She freakin' me daily.
She tell me she love me.
While she fucking me slowly.
[Emmett] All right, now.
Bow, bow, bow, bow.
Hey, wife. How you doin'?
- Hey, husband. - Mmm.
- Mm, mm, mm. - What?
- You want to have my baby? - I already did.
No, you want to have another one?
Trust me, you got enough kids.
No, no, I'm serious. I can close the shop right now.
I can tell everybody in here to get out.
I can put some Jodeci on the sound system.
[chuckles] Now, you know I love Jodeci.
Of course I do.
Ooh, yes
[chuckles]
- I'm the boss, baby. - I know.
What you gonna call me?
I told you I don't like calling you daddy.
[Emmett clicks tongue] Not that.
[laughs] I'm not calling you the boss, Emmett.
[chuckling] Why... why not?
It's accurate.
Damn, where she going?
She look like trouble.
Only one that makes me weak.
Girl, you know you bad for me.
Pop off, make we want to do bad things.
- Girl, I need a favor. - What you want?
My plug ran out of edibles, and you the only cook I know.
I'm not that kind of cook.
I can't just pour a ounce of weed
in a deep fryer and give it to you.
You got to know what you're doing with that shit.
[sighs]
You'll fuck around and have people running
up and down the street butt-ass naked
talkin' about, "This is how we do it."
Come on. It can't be that hard.
It is that hard.
But I do remember this guy that used to do it.
I could see if he would show me.
[Emmett] What y'all in here talking about?
- Nothing. - Don't worry about it.
[Emmett] Y'all in here talking about me?
No, nigga. Why would we be talking about you?
Emmett, it's not always about you.
Go on. You got customers, anyway.
All right.
[Tiff] Bye! [Scoffs]
Reggae music.
Babe you got to let me line you up.
[Trig] No, I'm not sitting in that chair.
[Imani] Jake, you missed a spot.
You missed a spot over here, too.
- [Jake clicks tongue] - You want my haircut?
No, ma'am.
[door opens, closes]
[Imani laughs]
What's up, Man Man?
What's up, Trig?
Hold on. I got something for you.
[Man Man] Nuh-uh.
I want to earn it.
Here you go. I got to get to school, anyway.
Hey, you ready for that biology quiz?
I think so.
[Trig] You better know so.
I fuck with biology.
Hey, come on. Watch your mouth, boy.
I'm just saying, I'm good at it.
Why you sound so surprised?
'Cause I just never thought I'd enjoy a class that ain't gym
- or one of my free periods. - [all chuckle]
It's good to see my money's not going to waste.
[Trig sighs]
"Gangster or mayor"?
That is the question.
When you start watching the news?
Ever since I started working with you.
You don't work with me. You work for me.
Tense music.
- Mm. - What's that?
[Douda] It's Jake's tuition.
[Trig] You know you could've dropped this off
in the mailbox.
Nah, I like doing personal business in person.
Besides, I wanted to come by
and see how everybody was doing.
Imani...
I really like what you've done with the place.
Thanks for all your help.
Oh, what? Of course. Anything for family.
Can I go?
[Douda] Yeah, you can ride with me.
[Trig] No, I'll take him.
You know what? Actually, that's not a bad idea.
I got some business to handle on the South Side anyway.
Hey, babe.
I love you. Have fun at school.
[Jake] All right, see you.
[door opens, closes]
[Douda] I'm glad the permit's working out.
You need anything else, just let me know.
You know the number.
We appreciate you helping us out.
But we got it from here.
[Douda] Man Man. Good job.
[door opens]
[door slams]
light music.
Man, Triple-A ain't nothing but a scam.
Got some jumper cables in my trunk right now.
I'll be there in five minutes.
Yeah, I'm in the car right now.
[door bells jingle]
Hey, look, just pop the hood,
and I'll be there, like, in 15 minutes.
Man, I'm on the Dan Ryan.
Yeah... hey, I got you. All right.
Dudes like you are why I never trust nobody
when they say they on the way.
- Eh, it's a figure of speech. - No, it ain't.
Boy, shut up.
And where my wifey at?
Would you please stop calling her that?
Y'all only been dating for what, two months?
That's gonna be my forever, son.
[scoffs] That's what you said about your third ex-wife.
[Dom] Hey, babe.
Hey, sugar pie.
[Emmett] Can y'all take that outside?
- [Dom chuckles] - [Darnell] Don't be jealous.
And let me get that, uh,
French toast sandwich with extra cheese.
I got it. I'll hook you up.
- [Darnell] Hurry up. - [scoffs]
Got my boy stranded on the side of the road.
Boy, don't rush me.
[chuckles] I know you like to take it nice and slow.
[Emmett] Ugh! Can y'all please take that shit somewhere else?
[imitates Darnell's chuckle]
I don't think they'll care what you got on.
You think they don't care how I got pregnant?
They shouldn't.
If they really want a baby,
they shouldn't care how it got here.
[Kiesha] Right.
Don't wear that.
You just said they ain't gonna care what I got on.
They shouldn't, but buy a maternity dress or something.
It's like you in denial.
Maybe I am.
[Tiff] How about this?
[both laugh]
You gonna let me go and make you a sandwich or what?
- Shit, girl. You my breakfast. - [chuckling]
Put some jelly on your jelly
and be full for the rest of the day.
[chuckling] Stop.
- Darnell. - [Darnell] Mm?
I got to tell you something.
What you got to tell me, girl?
Soft music.
Um... [sighs]
- Oh, shit. - [Dom] What?
You pregnant?
[chuckles] No, nigga.
[sighs] Then what is it?
Promise me you won't be mad.
- [Darnell] Girl, spit it out. - It's about your son.
Which one?
Which one you think? Emmett.
Oh.
What he do?
I fucked him.
Well, look, it was
bound to happen at some point.
So you don't care?
I don't believe in bringing up old shit.
[chuckles]
Dick ain't got no rearview mirror, you know?
[laughs]
There you go. [Chuckles]
Hey, uh... I'll be right back.
Dramatic music.
What a tangled web we weave.
What you talking about?
I done done my share of messy shit,
but this one takes the cake.
What do you... what...
How you gonna propose to your baby mama
in front of your mistress
while celebrating your new establishment?
See, this is why I told her not to tell you.
Of course she told me.
I'm her new Zaddy.
Would you stop saying that?
Ugh!
And please don't say shit to Tiff.
Boy, please. I know how to keep a secret.
What? No, you can't.
You can't hold water.
- [Dom] Here you go, baby. - [Darnell] Ah. Thanks, baby.
Mm, I love a woman who knows her way around a griddle.
[Jada] Hey, everybody. What's up?
Hey, don't forget we coming through for movie night.
Since when?
Since Tiff said it was cool.
- Hey. - Hey.
[Darnell] Yeah, I'm right here on the corner. Where you at?
[Jada] What's up?
See she's keeping it in the family, huh?
Don't want to talk about it.
But I ain't never called you crazy.
What's wrong with you?
Ms. Cranston thinks she's woke now 'cause
she put a Black Lives Matter sign above her door.
I'm not giving her points for that.
She always quoting Baldwin and shit.
It's so performative.
[Jake] I can't stand that bitch.
- I like Ms. Cranston. - Of course you do.
What you mean by that?
It would be nice if you found yourself
on the right side of history every once in a while.
Why? So I can walk around with an attitude all day like you?
- I don't have a attitude. - Yes, you do.
I mean, every time you walk around, you're mad.
I just want to be with someone
who I can have an intelligent debate with.
[Kevin] Why would I want to debate with you?
I love you.
[scoffs] Wow!
What?
[sighs]
Why y'all lookin' at me like that?
That's the first time you ever said that to me.
Man, I ain't never sayin' that to a bitch.
[Jemma chuckles softly]
[Jake] Okay, okay, we get it. Y'all in love.
- Come on, Kev. - Where y'all going?
Uh, basketball game.
I thought you said you were coming to B.A.M.N. with me.
The fuck is B.A.M.N.?
It's some pro-Black group she's in.
What does B.A.M.N. stand for?
I don't know, um...
"By Any Means Necessary"? Right?
[chuckles] Jemma, I swear
you the whitest Black person I ever met.
Kevin, you promised you would come with me.
I know, I know, I know.
I got you next time. Promise.
Hip-hop music
I got enough real friends.
I'm all out of patience.
[Roselyn] Ms. Roxboro.
I have Mayor Perry here.
[Tracy] I know who he is.
You here to lend a hand or just take pictures?
You know, I've been following your story for a long time.
Normally, when a mother loses a child,
she crawls into a dark hole, and she never comes out again,
but you took your pain,
and you turned into something beautiful.
I really love what you've been doing for the community.
It's amazing, truly.
Guess you could call me a reluctant activist, then.
What took you so long to come by?
Well, I apologize for the delay, but I'm here now.
What you want... a medal?
- Chest to pin it on? - Easy.
I don't have to show you respect.
Mayor's office don't mean shit to me.
- We want to help you. - Of course you do.
I watch the news.
Well, I know you need money.
[Tracy] Yeah.
I ain't gonna lie.
My organization could really use some help.
But I'm not willing to sell my soul for it.
You a gangsta in a nice suit.
So.
You like my suit?
[chuckles]
Look, I'm having an event tonight
for, um, community leaders like you.
Why don't you do me a favor and come by?
I'm not who you think I am.
[Douda] Make sure she has the info.
Chill hip-hop music.
Steppin' through the city like I'm walkin' on air.
United at the center.
Pockets with a dialect that differs.
Based on what you get up at the bus stop.
Me, I was a Stony Island resident.
Tracking sandy residue in each and every second.
Always in my element...
Bro, school uniform is not that bad.
Yes, it is. I hate this shit.
So you really love Jemma, huh?
Why is that so hard to believe?
It's not. [Scoffs]
I'm just surprised you said that shit out loud.
You will understand one day, my friend.
You need to get your ass a girlfriend.
And when I do, I ain't about to be having lunch with her daddy.
You know how them bougie Black people be.
You got to get your daddy approval and shit.
[chuckles]
Man, fuck her and her rich-ass daddy.
JAG' "Pusha".
Tell them to hit me if you need some weight
I know the pusha.
Yeah, I know the pusha, yeah, I know the pusha
I told her, hit me, you need it today.
Yeah, I know the pusha.
- What the fuck? - [music stops]
[laughing] What?
Hold on, man.
Look at this nigga.
Who the fuck you think you is, Fresh Prince of Englewood?
Look, bro, I don't want no problems with you, all right?
Man, shut your punk ass up.
Don't end up like your brother.
Man, fuck you!
Nigga, I will fucking kill you and spit on your fucking body.
Yo, yo, yo, yo, relax... Yo, yo, yo!
Jake, chill! Chill out, bro! Chill!
Let him go. What the fuck you trying to do?
What you trying to do?
- [Kevin] Bro, chill! - Hey!
- [Kevin] Jake, come on! - Nah.
Come on, let's see your homey, bitch-ass nigga.
- [officer] Knock it off! - You a bitch for real.
- Yeah, all right. We gonna see. - [Kevin] Jake, come on.
- [officer] Hey! - Go see your nigga, man.
I'm right here.
[Jake] Can't stand that motherfucker.
[Bakari] Shut your bitch-ass up.
Hey! ID.
Man, what I got to show my ID for?
Bro, just show him your ID.
Nah, fuck that.
Tense music.
[Jake] Man, I ain't do shit!
- [officer] Stop resisting! - [Jake] What I do? Get off me!
- [bystander] He's just a kid! - [officer] Stop resisting!
He asked a fair question! What did he do?
Come on, bro! Get off me, man!
[blows landing steadily]
He's just a kid! Let him go!
All right, all right, I'll show you my ID!
Get on the ground! On the ground now!
[person] Officer, what did he do?
[mouths word]
[bystander] He didn't do shit! What's wrong with you?
- [fist impacts] - [person] Let him go.
[handcuffs click]
- [indistinct shouting] - What did he do?
[siren approaching]
[Odetta] Sometimes I feel.
Like I'm almost gone.
Sometimes I feel.
Like I'm almost.
Gone.
A long ways
[car door opens, closes]
From home.
A long ways.
From home.
True.
Believer
[person] He didn't even do nothing!
- [Kevin] Show him your ID! - [officer] Get on the ground!
[person] Get off of him! He's just a kid!
[Kevin] All right, all right, I'll show you my ID.
- [officer] Get on the ground! - [Jake] What'd I do?
- A long ways. - [shouting continues]
From home.
A long.
Ways.
From home.
- [Nina] This is a lovely house. - [Octavia] Oh, Thank you.
We've, uh, been working on it for the last five years...
- Yeah, she loves this house. - ..and we finally got it.
And I feel like when you come home,
your house should rise to meet you.
Yeah, I just want to kick up my feet and relax.
You know, you spend most of your life in your home,
so I feel it should be a sacred space.
- I like that. - Me too.
I already feel like we need to redecorate.
I'd be happy to help with that.
Yeah, she's always helping other people.
I barely see her.
Do y'all have any questions for me?
Are you sure you want to do this?
[Mark] She's only asking
'cause we been through this process before,
and last time didn't go so well.
Yeah, I know... I know what you mean.
[Nina] She's sure.
Yeah, I'm sure.
Well, do you have any questions for us?
Are y'all good?
Like, are we good people or...?
Are y'all good, like, as a couple?
Uh...
I'm feeling some tension.
Look, um, marriage is hard. [chuckles]
We may not always be on the same page, but
we do love each other.
Are y'all on the same page about this?
- Kiesha. - What?
Look, I'm a child of divorce.
I don't want my baby to go through that.
[Mark] No matter how perfect a couple is,
they can't guarantee a child a perfect life.
Everybody got their shit, even us.
But no one will love that baby more than me.
More than us.
Honey, can I talk to you outside for a second?
Would you excuse us, please?
[Mark chuckling] Guess I'm in trouble again.
- [chuckles] - [Nina chuckles politely]
[door opens]
[Mark and Octavia speaking indistinctly]
[Nina] What do you think?
I don't know.
- Well, we can think about it. - I don't know.
[Papa] So what you gonna do with it?
Um, I think we should post it online.
- I think you should delete it. - What?
- I said delete it. - [Maisha] Why?
And let injustice prevail?
Jake ain't gonna want no one seeing him get punked
by the police.
Man, y'all tweakin'.
[indistinct chatter]
[door opens, bells jingle]
What do you think?
I think we should do what's right.
What if doing what's right gets us in trouble?
It'll be good trouble.
Soft jazz music.
Yeah.
Let me go
I don't want this no more
[person] He's just a kid!
[officer] Get on the ground!
[cell phone ringing]
[person] Stop doing him like that!
Oh, the days.
My way out
[sighs]
It's not like him to miss a meal.
[Trig] Yeah, something ain't right.
That game been over.
[cell phone ringing]
Dramatic music.
Yo.
[Jake] Trig.
Hey, man, what's going on?
Hello?
- Hey, where the fuck you at? - [Imani] Who is it?
- [Trig] It's Jake. - [Imani] Is he okay?
- [Trig] I don't know. - [door opens, closes]
[indistinct chatter]
[indistinct chatter and laughter]
I don't know, y'all. I still don't trust this nigga.
- I don't care what he got. - [chuckles]
He's starting to grow on me.
Oh, I still think he's full of shit.
- Exactly. - [sighs]
Let's just see what the man has to say.
[Tracy] Okay. Says you.
[both laugh]
[Dre] Look, look, look, look.
Oh, oh, oh.
Speaking of the devil...
[Tracy clears throat]
You better stop looking at that married man.
I ain't even thinking about him... he looking at me.
Look, just go get this check
so we can get the hell up on out of here now.
You know I can't just be taking checks from just anybody.
Yeah, that's true.
You don't want R.O.C.K. to get caught up in his mess.
- Exactly. - Mm-hmm.
Okay.
- I'm gonna go and say hi. - [Jada laughs]
Just say hi.
But get the check.
[Tracy] Okay.
Just say hi.
[exhales sharply] Okay.
[Jada] Breathe.
- She gonna get that money. - [Dre] Okay.
[Tiff] Ooh, let me get some of this... let me just taste it.
Careful. You know it's weed in here.
- [Tiff] Mm... - [both chuckle]
[Tiff] Hey, this about to be lit.
- Hey. - Hey.
[Tiff] Who the hell still got VHS tapes?
A real OG.
[Tiff] And how we supposed to play that?
We ain't got got no...
Uh! Oh, my God.
[Dom] No, you did not bring the VCR.
We bought this fool a Apple TV for Christmas,
and he still ain't opened it.
I don't need that high-tech shit.
What I need with a Apple TV
when I got the real deal right here?
Now, some people love they vinyls.
I love my VHS's. [Chuckles]
- [Dom chuckles] - [Tiff] That's your man?
See? Y'all can make fun of me all you want to,
but I'm telling you, VCR's making a comeback.
- No, they not. - No, it's not.
[laughter]
- [Emmett] You got it? - [Darnell] Yeah.
[Dom] He is so annoying.
[Tiff] Care about that damn VCR.
[Dom] He always doing something extra.
Now he want to bring in a VCR player.
Okay, put some more in there.
[Tiff] Put some more chocolate chips in there.
You gonna get high real fast off these.
- Good. That's the point! - [laughter]
- [Dom] You know you got to... - [laughter]
What you gonna do about it?
Muffins in the freezer, they be lit
[laughter]
What y'all in here laughing at?
- Not you! - Boy, relax.
Go help your daddy set up his dusty-ass VCR player.
- Get out the kitchen. - Right.
Come on, Emmett. Go.
Is it red, yellow, white, or white, yellow, red?
[Emmett] I thought you knew how to work it.
My... my TV got the cords in the front.
Classy jazz music
[indistinct chatter]
Well, hey -[Tracy] Hey.
[Douda] Well, look at you.
I'm glad you're here. You look great.
- [Tracy] Thank you. - Come on, come on in.
Look... look at that.
- [Jada] Oh, shit, you see that? - [Dre] Yeah, I see it.
- Wonder where his wife's at. - [Dre] Exactly.
- [laughs] - That's what I'm saying.
[Jada] Emmett don't even pull out his chair for me.
[Dre] Right.
This dude is a trip.
You know, I'm not really easily impressed,
but what you're doing with your organization
it's truly amazing.
It really is.
I was thinking that if you guys wanted to...
[Jada] You see he was on the news today?
[Dre] Some shit is more trouble than it's worth.
- What's that? - Oh, I-I didn't order that.
Who the hell is that?
- That's my masseuse. - [Dre] Oh.
[Jada chuckles]
So is your masseuse giving out happy endings?
- That's none of your business. - [Dre] Yeah, so that means yes.
I want you to know what we're
- [cell phone ringing] trying to do.
- It's gonna be, um... I'm sorry. - [ringing continues]
Excuse me. I have to take this.
You want to fuck my husband?
[chuckles]
It's okay.
I don't mind sharing.
[Douda] Excuse me, ladies.
I'm gonna have to take care of something.
I got to get out of here.
What about the event? You're supposed to give a speech.
I need you to step in. It's an emergency.
- Is everything okay? - Yeah.
We'll see.
Sorry.
[distant siren wailing]
[indistinct chatter]
Dramatic music.
- Hey, where you going? - Hey, man, that's my brother.
[sighing]
- Fuck, man! - I'll be all right.
What the fuck happened?
They said I was resisting arrest.
[Trig] Who?
What you doing here?
It's still my job to look after you.
[Jake] I ain't got nothing to say to you.
- Hey, I'm gonna handle this. - We good.
I don't care, man. I want blood.
Whoever did this... I want whoever it was in a body bag.
[Douda] Trig, I need you to breathe.
Man, don't tell me to fucking breathe.
They got my little brother in here shackled to a bed
like a fucking animal!
[Jake] Calm down, man. I'm good.
[pounds door] Hey! Uncuff him.
I'm under strict orders.
You know who I am?
Then I suggest you take my orders
before you find yourself unemployed.
Now get the fuck out.
You need anything, Jake?
No.
I want the charges dropped.
The last thing he needs is a record.
That's easy.
And I'll make sure he has the best care this place can offer.
I don't need him to have the best care.
I need him not to be in here in the first place.
Trig, I can't stop the police from being crooked.
Ain't that your job?
Right, Mayor?
- I said I'll handle it. - [Trig] You'll handle it.
So what you gonna do, suspend this nigga with pay?
I don't like those motherfuckers either.
I will take care of this.
Trust me.
Tense music.
Trig, I'm good.
[Kiesha] Yeah, I like her.
I mean, it just felt like a sadness in that house.
[Dre] Nobody's house is happy all the time, Kiesh.
Well, I want my baby's house to be happy most of the time.
When you give that baby to a new family,
you're at God's mercy.
You can't control what their life is like.
I mean, if you ask me, it's all a crapshoot.
- [dice clatter] - That's why nobody asked you.
[Dre] See, this is what I'm talking about... no love.
- [Nina] I love you, though. - No love.
- [laughter] - [Nina] I love you, though.
- Hey. - [Dre] What up?
[Dre] Oh, see?
[chuckling]
What happened to you?
Answer me. What happened?
Police.
- [Dre] Police? - Police?
[Nina] Kevin, what? Kevin.
[Dre] Kev.
Dramatic music
[breathing heavily]
[Nina] You want to talk about it?
[Teri] Nobody's paying for the taxes
or the utilities except me.
And now we can put Uncle Pete in a home
like we been talking about for years.
I'm not putting Uncle Pete in a home, Mama would kill us.
I'm selling the house.
[Darnell] Oh! [Chuckles]
I am the guardian of her estate.
[Darnell] Oh, shit. This is my favorite part.
- It is? - [chuckles] Uh-huh.
- Oh, come on, now, Teri. - [chuckles]
[Darnell] Listen to what you're saying now.
"Your mama worked hard to keep that house in the family,
for you and your family."
"Oh, fuck the family!
"I let the family in my house,
"and the family fucked my husband.
That's right. They fucked my husband!"
- Look at him, look at him. - Mm-mm.
- Teri? - I know. That's my Teri.
Can we talk about what? Fuck you!
[Darnell] Whoa! [Laughing]
- [slowed laughter] - Cut the nigga's dick off!
[laughter]
Yes! He shouldn't have cheated!
[laughs]
[Tiff] He shouldn't have cheated!
Hell, no. Sweatin' your ass out.
The edible just, you know...
[Tiff] It's the edible, it's the edible.
I did.
[Tiff] Girl, what we gonna do with them?
But, seriously, I'm grateful for you.
I do not know if Smokey's would've happened
if you did not take a chance on Emmett.
Mm.
And he don't got the best reputation, so...
Uh-uh. No, he doesn't.
But you made him get his shit together for real.
I think it all starts at home.
Him marrying you was the best thing for everybody.
Shit, it took his ass long enough.
Niggas be so quick to get a girl pregnant,
but as soon as you start talking about a ring,
- they start sweatin'. - Sweatin' bullets!
- I never understood that, mm. - [scoffs]
You know, this edible thing might be the new side hustle.
Yeah?
It tastes good enough.
If you down,
I'm willing to drop my other edible guy for you.
- [Dom] Cheers. - [glasses clink]
[both laugh]
French hip-hop music.
[Kiesha] You want to tell me about it?
[Kevin] Nah.
I think you should.
- I think I'm good. - [scoffs]
Look, don't do that. Don't be like me.
Don't sit in your room
and wait for the pain to go away, because it won't.
I'm not going to therapy.
You don't have to go to therapy.
But at least talk to Jake.
Kevin, when you go through something like this,
nobody knows what to say,
so they just wind up saying nothing at all.
Then it's just you all by yourself
with no one to talk to, so you start telling yourself shit
like, "I deserved it."
"Maybe nobody wants me around.
"What would the world be like if I wasn't here?
Does anybody even care?"
- You really thought that way? - Yeah.
[doorbell rings]
- You expecting company? - No.
[door opens]
[door closes]
What's this?
A peace offering.
For what?
I want to be honest with you.
My husband and I are getting a divorce.
That doesn't surprise me.
Dramatic music.
I, um...
I wasn't trying to lie.
It's just that, um...
I've just wanted a child for a very long time.
And although Mark and I are not on the best of terms,
he was willing to come over for your visit
with the hopes that it would increase my chances.
That's nice of him.
I just really wanted to be honest with you.
Well, thank you.
I appreciate you coming by,
and I really appreciate the popcorn.
[chuckles]
But it's important
that my child be raised in a two-parent household.
I'm sorry, I...
I'm sorry.
No, it's... it's okay. I understand.
I really do.
[sighs] Um...
I thank you for your time,
and, uh, I wish you and your family nothing but the best.
[door opens and closes]
[distant siren wailing]
[newscaster] A video has gone viral
of yet another police-brutality assault.
The victim... 15-year-old Jacob Taylor.
The crime... being Black.
Jacob was arriving at a basketball game
when the officer viciously assaulted him.
The family of Jacob Taylor is demanding justice.
[Jake] What up, bro?
Took your ass long enough.
Yeah, my bad. I don't like hospitals.
- Neither do I, nigga. - I'm here now.
[exhales deeply]
Maybe if I had my uniform on, I would've walked away, too.
No.
I walked away 'cause I listened to the police
- and got on the ground. - You should've had my back!
What was I supposed to do... Fight the police?
Get the shit on tape or something.
Maisha did.
[clicks tongue] She more of a rider than you.
Whatever, nigga.
Whatever.
[Kevin] Look, I'ma...
I'ma go, all right?
[Papa chuckling] Man, look at us.
The three musketeers back together again.
[Kevin] Man, you are stupid, bro.
Hey, man, just for that, you ain't getting' no Skittles.
[chuckles]
At least you still got good hand-eye coordination.
Hip-hop music
[chuckles]
Girl, I know you want me, so please don't be shy.
Oh.
Hey, Ms. Washington.
Hey. Where your massage table?
I was thinking we could skip the massage tonight.
I want to take you to dinner.
To dinner?
Yeah.
[chuckles] Uh, okay.
Let me get my purse.
Oh, you won't be needing that.
Mm, okay.
Oh, and, uh, don't worry.
Still gonna have you for dessert.
[chuckles] Okay.
Just do me a favor.
Stop calling me Ms. Washington.
I can do that.
Baby, all I really want to do.
Is rock my body on you
- [officer] Get on the ground! - Damn.
Look how many views I got. What they saying?
That people got your back.
I told y'all not to post that video.
Dramatic music.
What you doing here?
I told you I wanted to help.
You're a little overdressed.
Well, you know, um...
I'm not afraid to get my hands dirty.
You hear about what happened with those kids
that got beat up by the police?
Of course I did.
[Tracy] Mm.
Well, what are you gonna do about it?
I'm gonna handle it.
I hope so.
Sorry
about what happened with your son.
Thank you.
Yeah.
You know, sometimes it just feel like we're living
in a police state.
It's because we are.
[distant dog barking]
He's coming.
[Imani] Get ready.
When I cock back, police better run.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.
Nine, ten, 11, fuck 12.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.
Nine, ten, 11, fuck 12.
Sixteen shots, and we buckin' back.
Sixteen shots.
Sixteen shots, and we buckin' back.
Sixteen shots.
They threw a little girl down on the pavement.
Pushed her with her bike.
And said, "Stay out the way, bitch."
She was bleeding on the ground through her braces.
This what happen when niggas don't stay in they places.
The mayor duckin' when he fired the superintendent.
But resignation come with bonuses and recognition.
So we gonna break into stores on Magnificent Mile.
And if we got to go, let's go to prison in style.
Cops killing kids and staying out of jail.
But Bobby Shmurda can't even catch bail.
So it's one, two, three, four, five, six.
Now I got everybody yelling out, "Fuck 12"