Prodigal (2019) - full transcript
Caught between the street life of Decatur, GA and attempting to create a better life for his wheelchair bound little brother Keith Thompson -aka- Kilo crosses the line where his only ...
♪ Caught up in the morning
♪ I'd have fucked around
and hit the blunt ♪
♪ I can't even try to sit calm
♪ I'm feeling like
Sanford's first son ♪
♪ Facepalm to my nog,
you broke a promise ♪
♪ Three years and I
only hit it once ♪
♪ Did the low ho off
the body count list ♪
♪ Not not if I
only hit it once ♪
♪ Nine nine nine
listen can I sample ♪
♪ You could then blame
for just a taste ♪
♪ Like throw me lemons
and razor blades ♪
♪ So I bleed sides I
won't need to wait ♪
♪ Ain't no need for a
palm when I got string ♪
♪ Many pizza I'm down
with know your grace ♪
♪ I get done in by
karma and Hilary Banks ♪
♪ A pretty bitch and
a Zonegal semi fake ♪
♪ Please look please
don't tell me ♪
♪ There's a petition
down at soon ♪
♪ Look the men have
got a mamacita ♪
♪ Look what a good
cartel can do ♪
♪ Barbells try to
beat the cards ♪
♪ For a con mail calling you
♪ Deed's well and
indeed the bars ♪
♪ When it's soundtrack induced
♪ So we go
♪ Once in a flip I saw her sin
♪ Every move that I
make is a party plan ♪
♪ Shall we go
♪ No hesitation
look I'm the man ♪
♪ Blow a kiss and the
bitch becomes two a fan ♪
♪ Should we go na na yeah
♪ She near, fucker,
nada, yeah, she near ♪
Is that your brother?
Okay.
Are you all going home?
You all see your rides?
Okay.
Yeah.
Bye kids.
Hi.
- What up, little man?
- Hey, Mister, thank you
for helping me today.
- No problem, Miss E.
- He was such a big help.
- What's up, man?
How was your day?
- It was okay.
- It was okay?
Why was it just okay?
- There's this bully.
- Bully?
What's his name?
- Jonathan.
- Jonathan, well
you tell Jonathan,
next time you see him
that you got a big
brother named Kilo.
- Ah, Mr. Thompson!
Glad I caught you.
I've left several
messages for your mother.
She's not returned
any of my calls.
- She's a nurse.
She gets busy.
- Yeah, indeed.
Then maybe you can pass on a
matter of importance for me.
You see our school has
graciously granted Cayden here
nearly a full scholarship
leaving only a minuscule portion
to be paid by his family.
Well now that payment is
now two months past due.
And sadly, if it is
not paid by week's end,
we will have no choice but to
disallow Cayden's attendance.
- You know what, you'll
get your paper, okay?
- I'm sorry, paper?
- You'll get your
money, hear me?
- Well.
For Cayden's sake,
I certainly hope so.
Come on man,
let's get out of here.
- Mr. Thompson.
Just one second, please.
I overheard Rawlings.
And I have some money saved up.
I'd be so glad to help
catch up Cayden's tuition.
- Oh what you think this is,
help the little
handicap kid, huh?
You think we need your money?
You keep it, all right?
We don't need it.
- Kilo, don't be like that.
- No, that's not
what I'm offering.
Cayden is brilliant.
He's a 12 year old
doing 12th grade work.
I'd hate to see him
miss any schooltime.
- Well you know what,
I tell you what,
you're not his mom nor
are you his sister.
So you keep your money,
we don't need it.
We good.
- Kilo!
- Come on man, let's
get outta here.
Look.
I apologize.
That was rude.
It's just this
asshole pissed me off.
- Rawlings?
He pisses everybody off.
- Look.
We're good though, thank you.
- Okay.
Let's get
out of here, man.
- Hey Kilo, how we
gonna pay for my surgery
and my tuition?
- Don't worry about all
that, little man, all right?
We got that covered, okay?
Okay.
- All right.
- I know bro, I'm
telling you man.
Yo.
So I'm sitting here, right?
Christine fine ass.
Guess who the fuck comes
through the door, bro?
- No.
- Guess who comes
through the door, man.
- Not your ex Karia, dog.
- Karia crazy ass, man.
Yo her eyes damn
near like bugged out
when she see me sitting here
with this fine ass white chick.
That's wild.
Yo, so like
we're sitting here.
Karia ass tried to
jump on Christine.
What?
Tell me you broke it up.
- I tell you.
- You ain't just let
them go at it.
- This white bitch
started to beat the fuck
out of Karia bro, yo, that
shit was hilarious, bro.
Like, I couldn't stop laughing.
Like I wanted to help
but I seriously couldn't
stop laughing, bro.
Like it was crazy, man.
- Yo.
That's wild!
- Christine was just like
mobbing her, bro, like
bloop, bloop, bloop a doop.
- That's fucked up too.
Now you're just being poetic.
Hell yeah,
that shit was coming.
- Yo.
- Yo, what's going on, bru.
- It's good, it's good.
- June, what up, homie?
- Yeah, yeah.
- Good?
- Great.
Man what's so goddamn funny bro?
- Man this boy
still messing around
with them white girls, dog.
- Bro, it's not even like that.
- Yeah?
Yeah that white meat
gonna get you killed.
Watch what I tell you bro.
I don't need too much
fooling like that,
you know what I'm saying?
- I feel you.
Tried to tell this fool.
Won't listen though.
- Whatever, bro.
- Hey y'all ready to
do this shit, bro?
- Hell yeah.
Let's do it.
- Get going.
Hey Lo,
where you at, boy?
- Coming up.
- Oh bro, this that
truth right here, man.
- Yeah you already
know that's the AR.
That's the AR,
you know how I do.
You gonna need that
firepower though.
For real.
Know what I'm saying?
- Cool picking you and
your military friends.
You ever get up with them?
- Nah.
Ain't gonna either.
- What you mean?
You all right?
- All them dudes is dead, bro.
- Sorry to hear that.
- Y'all help me
with this shit, man.
- Oh, damn!
Oh shit.
- Hey there's gonna be a
gang of niggas with guns
in that crib, bro.
So we gonna need my good shit.
- How'd you manage
to keep all this?
- If I tell you I'd
have to kill you.
Nah, I'm just messing
with you, boy.
Go ahead, get something,
get something.
You
funny as fuck, bro.
Ooh, man yo.
Bro, what you doing
with a grenade, man?
- You're gonna need two of them.
♪ I'm grateful for this Sunday
♪ I'm not religious but
who knows if I see Monday ♪
♪ Death is not a
secret that you know ♪
♪ You won't see someday
♪ But roll another blunt
♪ 'cause these worries
won't control me ♪
♪ But worries are
controlling my kids ♪
♪ Her son has no worries
♪ I try to change
my mental state ♪
♪ But that's just
not conforming ♪
♪ Warning signs and compromise
♪ Just never seem alluring
♪ Now how does that affect
a young man's growth ♪
♪ And his maturing
♪ I hope that I don't blow it
♪ Hope that ignorance
ignores me ♪
♪ But how could he
♪ I ignore the knowledge
set before me ♪
♪ Now every time I search
♪ There's an answer
that ignores me ♪
♪ There's a bottle
I could scheme for ♪
♪ And no morals to my story
♪ I'm an adolescent
Your delivered cash
should be here any minute.
They usually drop off the dope
and then pick up the money.
- Shit seem pretty quiet
round here if you ask me.
Hell yeah.
- No, bro.
I've been casing this spot
for about a month now.
Them nigga like clockwork.
Trust me, they gonna be here.
- I'm figuring this gonna
be my last one, fellas.
So after this, go legit.
Hook me up a dope ass
soul food restaurant
or a fish fry.
Know what I'm saying, marry
this fine ass white chick,
have a whole bunch
of high little Nates
running round the crib looking
like Kilo ass.
- Look at this nigga go, man.
Nigga think he on
a goddamn episode
of the Brady Bunch or some shit.
- Whatever yo, y'all
niggas just jealous, aight.
Y'all niggas ain't never had
the white meat on Thanksgiving,
aight, motherfuckers?
Shit, yeah, stupid.
- Black pursuit, it's two guys.
- Roger that.
- Hey, y'all get ready bro.
Hey when they come in man,
they gonna want
to count the money
so it's gonna be
out in the table.
- Yeah that's what
we're here for, nigger.
Get the paper, leave the
fucking dope, hear me?
- Yo, we could sell
the drugs, man.
Make a hell lot more cash,
- Nate.
- Man, I'm saying.
- Leave the fucking dope.
Just get the paper, that's it!
- All right.
- You hear me?
- All right, man, let's do it.
- Hey y'all watch
your asses too, bro.
These some cold-blooded
killers, man.
They shot JD and little cousin
just for selling
motherfucking blunts.
Let's do this shit.
Let's get it.
Right.
- Bud, I got another round!
What the fuck?
- Listen up, we got
five minutes to--
Dammit!
Somebody's hitting the place.
Let's go, let's go, go!
Go go go.
Hey bag with money!
Nate!
Who sent you the dope, nigga!
- Hey I got the paper, let's go!
- We could sell this shit, man!
- Let's go!
Fuck that, let's go!
Nate!
- Fuck!
- Nate!
- Fuck!
- Nate!
Get up dog, get up!
Nate, come on!
Dammit Nate, get up!
Dude, come on, Nate!
Fuck!
- They hurt me man.
- I got you, I got you.
Come on Nate, get up.
- Hey we gotta go,
somebody called the heat.
Fuck!
Get up home.
Come on, get up, come on.
Move move move!
Move, move, move, move, move!
Move, move.
- Come on, come on, get up.
- No.
No, we gotta go, he
ain't gonna make it.
- Fuck that, no!
- Dog, look at him.
- I'll go walk with him!
I'm not leaving him!
- Go, get off!
Go, get off, let's go!
Goddamit, let's go!
Come on, get the fuck on!
- Stop!
Stop!
Police!
Stop, police!
Police!
Stop!
Fuck!
- Hey slow down, slow down.
Slow down, man.
- No fuck that!
- Hey look, slow down, man.
- Fuck that!
- Hey, hang on, my bro.
Hey Lo, whatever we doing,
we gotta do that shit fast.
Kilo, what the?
This better be good.
Candy,
Candy, listen, hey.
We're being chased
right now, okay?
No, it's not the time for
questions right now, wake up.
Hey listen, I need
you to go downstairs
and open the garage.
Open the garage and just
wait till we get there
and then close it
behind us, okay?
Where's our
goddamn money, hmm?
Boss, this crime scene--
- The fuck with the crime scene!
- There's a couple of kilos
over there with no money.
- There's a robber
dead in the back.
Several keys on
him but no money.
Two got away.
- Well then that's
who has our money.
Grab all the dope.
Stash it before the
uniforms come in.
Roger that.
- Use every source
we have to find out
who took our fucking money.
She said she's
gonna be there, right?
She said she's gonna
be there, right?
Fuck.
- They're gone.
- Candy, please.
Please, whatever you
do, don't tell mama.
I see we got a little
sweaty loan out here.
Look, I'll take you
shopping, all right?
I promise.
- Deal.
- Censear's men maybe?
- I don't know, look familiar.
Nice chains.
- Why did you guys
take over our case?
- 'Cause your
captain told us to.
You got beef with that, take
it up with him, sunshine.
Jesus Christ.
- Shit just don't
seem real, dog.
- Yeah.
- Nate been our boy
since third grade.
We just left him.
- We had to, Lo.
- We didn't have to leave him.
We could have took
him to the hospital.
- And tell them what?
He blew his motherfucking
guts out by accident?
Come on, Lo, man!
That shit fuck
with me too, brah.
But you get used to it.
- No, you don't get
used to it, dude!
You don't get used
to that shit, nigga,
we grew up with that nigga, dog!
We fucking grew up with Nate!
- I know that shit, brah.
- Get the fuck out of
here with that shit, bro!
- After a while you
do get used to it.
That shit the same.
It's the goddamn same, Lo.
After your army brothers
done save your life
for what hundred goddamn times.
And there's shit you
can do to save theirs.
'Cause there ain't
shit left to save.
- What happened to 'em?
- The Afghan farm to
that picture you saw.
It was our last mission.
We all was supposed
to be going back home.
A bunch of horny motherfuckers
trying to fuck anything
they can get their hands on.
They hump in this humvee when
I went to go take a piss.
This RPG blew that
motherfucker up.
And when I finished,
I was 10 feet away, steel
cutting out of my ass.
After the smoke had cleared,
there wasn't nobody but
body parts everywhere.
One of my army buddies,
one of my homeboys.
His goddamn brains
was laying in my lap.
I'm sorry
to hear that, bro.
That's deep.
- Fuck this shit.
Hey man, I'm gonna
need a drink, 'cous.
Y'all got something
in the house?
- Nah, bro, we
ain't got nothing.
I need something too though.
Try to wanna go get something?
- That's what's up.
Fuck.
- Yeah.
- Censear, I just wanna say--
- Shut the fuck up.
I don't wanna hear
shit you got to say.
Sit your ass down.
Sit your ass down and listen.
I said sit your ass down!
See this?
Cartier Swiss diving watch.
Waterproof all the way
down to 400 fucking feet.
Ain't that something?
- Yeah.
Pretty amazing.
- It's fucking amazing.
So if the Swiss can do
something that complicated,
why can't your black ass
protect my fucking property
for all the fucking money I--
- I sent your man a text!
You sent
who a goddamn text?!
- Baby Boy!
- Baby Boy, when?
When the fuck did you send
Baby Boy a fucking text?
- Two hours before it happened!
I let him know
that our narco cops
were gonna hit your spot!
He didn't respond!
- You better not
be fucking lying.
I swear to god I'll kill you.
- Check for yourself.
- Where's Baby Boy?
- I don't know, man.
- Then fucking go
find him, goddamit!
Let me tell you something.
If you lying, trust
me I will kill you.
Get the fuck out.
- Here you go.
- Ooh, thanks mom.
- You're welcome, Cayden.
- Good morning, mama.
- Good morning.
- What's happening, Miss T?
- You fellas can
help yourselves.
- Oh, for real?
Hey, thank you for your boy
been starving here, for real.
- What's going on with you?
You not working today?
- No, first day
off in three weeks.
I'm gonna take it easy.
Where you been?
- Oh, me and June was just
kicking it at his spot.
I kind of lost
track of time, so,
just kicking over there.
Little man, what up man?
- What's up?
- You good?
See you, man.
- You taking me to school today?
- For sure.
But first I gotta
take a shower, man.
- Mm, please, we shall
all be so thankful.
- Oh, somebody got jokey
jokes this morning.
- I do.
- Well let me tell you
something, Miss Ma'am.
You need to go in there
and brush your teeth.
Next time you go
try to kiss that boy
he gonna pass straight on out.
You know what
I'm talking about.
- He won't!
- I'm just saying, mama,
why you name her Candy?
Her breath don't
smell nothing like it.
Baby Boy!
- Oh damn!
- Yo, get out.
Everybody get out.
- Nigga, you serious?
- Yeah I'm serious.
The fuck is your plot?
- What's up?
- How many fucking
times have I told you
this was business, huh?
- I know that, you
know I know that.
- No you don't, look at you.
- I've been had your
back since we was kids.
- I don't give a fuck.
Look at you, you're high.
- I'm not high.
- You are high.
- No I'm not.
- You think this shit is a game?
Where's your cell?
Where's your fucking cell?
- In my pocket.
You didn't call me.
- Check your cell.
- I didn't get a text from you.
Oh.
I'm sorry, man.
- Yeah, you're
sorry, motherfucker.
A sorry excuse
for a fucking man,
that's what you are.
It's business, bro.
Now I know we're homies
and I love you, bro.
But you keep fucking up, man,
I'ma have to let you go.
- I fucked up.
- Don't fuck up again.
Look.
I appreciate you, all right?
I see he got the
text so he fucked up.
We all good.
Tell me what else happened.
- Narcos were supposed
to hit the place
but somebody else
got there first.
- Somebody like who?
- Robbery homicide.
Came and took over.
But I was able to identify
one of the robbers
right before they got there.
Kid's name is Nate Holden.
The other ones got away.
- Yo, I know that motherfucker.
He be hanging with them
youngbloods around the way.
They be down at the
goddamn Grand Knight club.
Motherfuckers be up in there
every Friday night, man.
- What's their names?
- Shit, I don't know their names
but I do know their nicknames,
fucking Junebug and shit.
- Here's the deal.
I want you on them 24-7.
Got that?
- Done.
- I want you to get my
money by Friday, all right?
- Got you, got you.
♪ Send me back to my room
- Yeah, one more fucking time.
You got me?
- So little man,
what you got going on
for spring break this week?
- Mom was taking
me and my friends
over to Atlanta on Tuesday.
We're going to the history
museum, you wanna come?
- History?
Nah man, you know,
that's more your thing.
You're the history guy, not me.
Hey you two.
- Hey, what's up?
- Morning, Miss Catherine.
- How you doing?
- Good.
- It seems that we got off on
the wrong foot the other day.
- I guess we did.
- I was thinking maybe
I could treat you
to a cup of coffee maybe?
- A cup of coffee?
- I was looking up some colleges
that I think would
fit Cayden perfectly
and I can run them by you.
- Yeah, for sure,
that'll be cool.
- Okay.
Here's my card.
So just let me know
when you're free
and we can make it happen.
- Will do.
- Okay, all right, you ready?
- All right, man, you
have a good day, right?
- You too.
- See you later.
All right, bye bye.
- Right, uh huh.
Yeah, sure.
- Now, that's four Gs.
That ought to cover the
cost of Cayden's tuition
and the rest of the schoolyear.
- Let me call you back.
Is this how you
people do business?
- Tell you what, why don't
you take some of that money
and fix all that shit
you got going up there?
Get you a little toupee
or something, on me.
Crimy ass nigger.
- When was the last
time you saw him?
- Yesterday afternoon.
Just before he left, he
told me he had something
he wanted to talk to me about.
Now I'll never know what it was.
- Are these Nate's friends?
- Yes.
Some of them.
He had so many.
- This one here is my son.
- Kilo?
- Yeah.
His mom and I broke
up about 12 years ago.
Never really got no home since.
- I love Kilo.
He tries to act all
hard on the outside
but on the inside,
he's a good young man.
- Yeah.
Can you tell me who any of
these other young men are?
- I only know them
by their nicknames.
This one is,
- Oh, hello, Jack, Jim.
- Don, actually.
Can we help you?
- Oh don't mind
me, go right ahead.
- Why are you here?
- I need to know who
Nate's friends are too.
- Why?
- My unit was surveilling
that house when it was hit.
- Well this is a multiple
death homicide investigation
so correct me if I'm wrong
but that supercedes any
narcotics investigation
you might have going on.
So...
bye.
- While you're
consoling this woman
be sure you thank her
for raising a goddamn
menace to society.
- What's her angle?
- Don't know.
But I aim to find out.
What up?
- Shit, you Leroy?
Hey man we heard you been
laid up in the hospital
for a while, bro.
- Yeah, my diabetes
is acting up.
Almost lost my leg.
In fact I be on some
crazy vegetarian diet.
That crap is for the birds.
- Hell yeah.
- Gotta start taking better
care of yourself, Mr. Leroy.
- Yeah.
- Yeah I know, I'm trying.
What you young men need today?
- Oh man, let's get the,
let's take a Courvosier.
Let's get the Henessy.
- Goddamn French
Connection, baby.
Let's get it, man.
Yeah, uh huh.
You and me try floating on that?
- Anything else?
- No, that ought to do it.
- Check that strip club out too.
Hey y'all
heard about Nate?
- Nah, what happened to Nate?
- He dead.
Surprised you don't know.
- Nate?
Yeah word is
he was trying to rob
that dope house down the street.
- You shitting me, man.
- No.
That ain't the half of it.
- What you mean that's
not the half of it?
- The guy that works
for big Censear,
he was in here this morning.
He says that was Censear's
house that got hit.
- You talking about kingpin
drug dealer Censear?
- The very one.
Word is, Nate wasn't by himself.
Somebody was with him.
They got away with Censear's
money and his drugs.
- Son of a bitch, man!
Nate dead, bro.
That shit fucked up, man!
Hey look, hey Leroy man.
It's good seeing you, bro.
You take care of yourself, man.
- Will do.
If you find out
who Nate was with,
tell them fools to lay low.
Word is, Censear wanna
personally chop they balls off.
Kilo, June!
- Hey man, what's good man?
- What up?
- Hey.
- What's good, man?
- What's up, June?
We heard about Nate, man.
That's messed up.
- Yeah, Leroy just told us.
It's some real fucked up shit.
- Can't believe he gone, bro.
- Me neither, 'cous.
- Hey look, we
gonna bounce, man.
We gonna holler at you
boys later, all right?
- All right bro.
- Fuck!
Dog, that was Censear's
house we robbed.
- I thought they
were Jamaican, bro.
- At least they don't
sound like they know
who was with Nate though, right?
They don't know that.
They don't know we was with him.
- Yeah, sound like it, man.
- I tell you what.
Cayden's going on
spring break next week.
I think we just need
to get out of town
and lay low for a minute.
Till this all blow over.
- What you think about Syracuse?
- Syracuse, I like that.
I think we need
to make that move.
- Yeah bro.
Hey I'ma get Dana
to come with me.
You want me to get
her bring her friend?
- Who?
- That girl Chanel.
- Oh hell no, you know I don't
fuck with that girl, dog.
No, brah.
Remember what
happened last time.
- You don't know what
you're missing, bro.
Her goddamn booty so big bro
that both of them goddamn
cheeks got area codes, bro.
I'm saying, man.
- That's true.
That's true.
- Yeah man.
Hey look just drop me
off at the crib, man
so I can go pack.
- You got it, dog.
- Sorry to bother you.
What's going on?
- I got a lead for you
but you didn't hear it from me.
- I've paid you enough
money to retire.
So give me what you got.
- So I accessed the
cell tower records
near the drug house.
Two of Nate's friends has cells
pinging off the same
tower as Nate's.
- Which ones?
- Jeffrey Jones, goes
by the name Junebug.
And Keith Thompson,
they call him Kilo.
- Kilo?
Kilo?
Ain't that Ebony's boy?
- Hell yeah man, I'm
pretty sure it is, bro.
- Now I'm not saying
they were with Nate
but at least it's a lead.
- All right.
I want you to put a
couple men on him.
24-7.
Get me back my shit, all right?
Good work.
Miles.
- Hey.
I'm sorry, I got tied
up with some stuff.
- No problem, no problem.
I'm fine.
- What's up man, you good?
- What's up?
- Hey.
I know we were
supposed to hang out
but some things came up.
I gotta go to New York.
- Oh, nice.
New York City?
- Oh, no, like
upstate, Syracuse area.
- Really?
- Yeah.
- My half sister lives up there.
- Really?
- That's a coincidence.
- I was actually supposed
to go there for spring break
but I'm closing on a house soon.
- Oh wow.
You're buying a house.
- Yeah, my mom's a
real estate agent so
I got a really good deal.
I can't pass it up, so, yeah.
- Got you.
- Yeah, that's good, but,
if it doesn't take so much time
I might still make the trip.
Well, we'll have to see.
- You definitely should.
Syracuse is like more
laid back, you know.
- She was telling me.
So maybe I will.
- You got a pen, missy?
- What you need a pen for?
- Cayden, what are you up to?
- That's Kilo's cell number.
- What'd I tell you about that?
- Have a great vacation.
Take many many pictures
of the museums you see
and visit for me please.
- Will do.
- Okay, all right.
I'll see y'all later.
- See you later.
Come on man, let's
get you out of here.
- You like her, don't you?
- All right, little man.
We are home.
Hey mommy.
- Hey baby.
- Hey mama.
- How you doing?
- Ready to eat?
- Yes, I'm starving.
- Let's go wash them hands.
Hey mama.
- Hey baby.
How was your day?
- It was okay.
- What's wrong?
- Ah, nothing.
- Kilo, what's wrong with you?
Baby, what is going on?
- Nate.
Nate got killed
last night, mama.
- No.
What happened?
- They say he was trying
to rob a dope house.
- Oh my god.
Oh.
I know his mother is in shock.
- Mama, they said me
and June tried to rob
that house with him.
But I swear we didn't, I swear.
Look, me and June just gonna
go upstate for a little while
and just lay low.
- Did you rob that house, boy?
- Momma.
What up?
- Hey Lo.
You need to get up
outta there, bro.
Censear got some men
in front of my crib
and he probably had
two at yours too.
- Aight, aight, aight,
I'm on it, I'm on it.
- Don't come to my crib, bro.
Call me when you're
a few blocks away.
Yeah, just meet me
at the park, man.
What about, about a Park bro.
Yeah, I'll be there in five.
- Okay I'm on my way.
Mom I gotta go.
- Kilo!
Kilo!
- Going somewhere?
- The hell you want, man?
- Censear wanna talk to you.
Now shut up and keep walking.
- Censear ain't got
shit to say to me!
The hell wrong with you?
- I think we need
a cigarette break.
- I don't smoke.
But I could use a cup of coffee.
- I think I know why
Forester wanted to know
who Nate's friends are.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
- I think Forester and her boys
wanted to skim money off
the top of that dope.
- Doesn't that surprise me.
- They've purchased
luxury houses, cars, boats
all up in the last two years.
- So why does she wanna
know who Nate's friends are?
- The robbers got away
with at least 300K.
I think Forester and her men
want to count on that money.
I'll see if I can pull
some hard evidence
before I take it to
Internal Affairs.
- Those are serious
allegations, Jack.
If these guys are dirty,
we need to be careful.
♪ Don't ever let
them break you ♪
♪ Don't ever let
them break you down ♪
♪ Don't ever let
them break you ♪
♪ Don't ever let
them break you down ♪
♪ Break you down
♪ Don't ever let
them break you ♪
♪ Don't ever let
them break you down ♪
♪ Hold your head
♪ Leave it high
♪ Don't let it face the ground
♪ Steadfast, can't be moved
♪ Don't let them
break you down ♪
♪ They'll try, they'll lie
♪ They'll kill, don't let
♪ Them win
♪ Or see you cry
♪ Don't ever let
them break you ♪
♪ Don't ever let
them break you down ♪
♪ Don't ever let
them break you ♪
♪ Don't ever let
them break you down ♪
♪ Down
♪ Don't ever let
them break you ♪
♪ Don't ever let
them break you down ♪
♪ Don't ever let
them break you ♪
♪ Don't ever let
them break you down ♪
- How's daddy?
- He's good, just
working too much.
- Yeah, that's daddy for you.
My mom say that's the
reason they broke up.
He was never home.
- Yeah well luckily my mom
works just as much as he does
so a match made in heaven.
Let me
show you to your room.
Okay.
- Yo, let's get out of here.
Shit, what this nigger want?
What's up?
Yo, Cen.
Well we at the nigger
Kilo house now.
But then he ain't
nowhere to be found.
And you know what,
we just gonna snatch
that nigger's mama.
- Yo, yo, nigger.
You put your hands on her,
I break your fucking neck,
you hear me?
Sorry Cen.
I didn't mean to disrespect--
- I don't give a
fuck what you meant.
Now keep watching
the house, okay?
That little nigga
bound to show up.
All right,
I got you man.
- All right.
Let's get out of here.
- You still care
about her, don't you?
- Yeah I do.
What's so motherfucking funny?
You think that's funny
'cause I care about her?
- I do.
- Yeah let me tell
you something.
That don't mean shit to me
'cause I ain't gonna let her son
screw me out of
my fucking money.
- So you believe it was him?
- Yeah I do.
Why else would he be hiding?
- You got a point.
We'll check on the house on 54.
- All right.
- Make sure they never do what
they supposed to be doing.
- Hey Baby Boy, come
here, come here.
Look.
I'm sorry for coming
down on you so hard
the other night.
- No, I fucked up.
I had that coming.
- Yeah you did fuck up.
- I fucked up.
- Next time, don't fuck up.
Okay?
- Okay.
- All right.
- Appreciate it, Cen.
- Yeah.
Keep working out.
You're getting a little
fat around the edges.
You fat bastard.
Let's go.
Baby Boy.
Yeah.
What
you got for me?
Cen got
somebody on the inside.
Say Keith Thompson,
the one they call Kilo,
cellphones near the
house when they got hit.
Oh yeah?
So was Junebug.
Good info.
Now keep your eyes
and ears open for me.
- That's check, baby girl.
- Okay.
- So Dana, where'd
you learn to play?
- How the hell did I miss that?
- Check.
Next move, checkmate, boo.
My dad.
He was really good.
We used to go to the
park like twice a week
and he taught me there.
- That's what's up?
- Yeah.
- That's what's up.
- Yeah, good memories.
- Hey, she be cheating, man.
- Wait, what, jeez!
- I'm gonna get another beer.
- Don't act like that, dog.
- Come on.
- Hey, June, no.
You know, you're not
that bad, not that bad.
I mean you're better than
the other guys I play with.
I'm just saying, come on.
Don't be a sore
loser, we got company.
Come here.
I'll get you another
beer, something to drink.
All right.
- Then I'll beat you some more.
- Nah, whatever.
Grab me one too.
Yeah, I got you.
- Hey you, back.
I decided to visit my sister.
Oh so you in town?
- Yep.
I was thinking maybe we could
hook up and do something.
Oh for sure.
What you got in mind?
- I was thinking maybe
like a museum or something.
- Okay let's do that.
Meet you around,
let's say seven?
Okay, cool.
All right, see you later.
Ooh, let's get it.
Come in.
- Hey nana.
What are you supposed
to wear to a museum?
♪ Hold on hold on, bad one
♪ Trying to get a bad one
♪ Shorty she a bad one
♪ Shorty she a bad one
♪ Pull a pull you, have you
♪ I'm just trying to bag her
♪ Shorty she a bad one
♪ Shorty she a bad one
I had fun.
- I did too.
- Hopefully I get
to see you again
sometime soon, Miss Catherine.
- I think I can work that out.
- Think so?
All right.
♪ Special type of dog
♪ Need that need
that need that ♪
♪ Need that need
that need that ♪
♪ Need that need
that need that ♪
- What?
Thank you.
- Make sure you get in safe.
I'll call you?
This is the
best vacation I have ever had.
- Girl you looked like
a whole crash test dummy
when you got here.
I am so happy you got you some.
You're like a real person now.
- Whatever, I love you.
- I love you more.
- All right, I'm
gonna get out of here.
- Hello?
- Ebony, how you doing?
I'm good.
Who this?
- You know who this is.
This is Cen, how you doing?
Oh hey, I'm
on my way to work.
- Yeah well I need
to talk to you.
Give me five minutes?
Okay, what's up?
- What's up with you?
Still working over
there at Mersa, huh?
- I'm still there.
- I know you're still
looking good, huh?
What is
this about, Censear?
- Why you always get
like that when I say
you still looking good?
You all business, you wanna
go right to the point.
All right, let me
stop playing, listen.
I need to, this
serious, all right?
I need to talk to you
about your son Kilo.
What about?
- Your son came up to my house
and robbed me the other day,
him and that little
Junebug cat he was with.
- I already asked
him about that.
He say he wasn't there.
- That's not true.
I got a reliable source
that said it was him
and that kid who got killed.
Nate?
- Yeah, Nate.
Now I know him, Kilo, Junebug.
I know they tight as
two peas in a pod,
know what I'm saying?
And I know that's your son
and I ain't gonna hurt him
but you gotta
understand something
this shit is serious.
- I told you he didn't do it.
- I don't give a fuck
what you told me.
Now you better listen to me.
You better listen real careful.
Because I'm not fucking around.
You got that?
Yeah.
- Now.
Now listen I need
him to bring me back
all of my money and all
my works, you understand?
I ain't gonna hurt him,
I'm gonna give him a pass.
But I want all my shit.
You need to talk to him.
All right?
I will.
- And you know I miss you.
I miss what we had
back in the day.
- I got kids to think about
and your street life
is just too dangerous.
I'll tell Kilo what you said.
- All right.
- I love how these fools
who get shot in the movies
and just die.
It's hard, bro.
It don't happen like that.
- It's mama.
- Just take it.
- Hey mama.
- Were you with Nate?
And don't lie to me.
- Was I with Nate?
What you mean was I with Nate?
- You were, weren't you?
- Mama, no I wasn't with Nate.
- I spoke with Censear
and he knows it was
you and Junebug.
- Censear, how do you know him?
- I knew him a lifetime ago
when he was young like you.
We had a thing once.
And if it wasn't for
that, you might be dead.
- Okay, well what did he want?
- He wants his money
and his dope back,
no questions asked.
- Whoah.
Mama, we ain't got his dope.
- Kilo, he promised
he won't hurt you
as long as you bring it back.
He's giving you a few days.
- I tell you what.
Let's just not even talk
about this over the phone.
We'll be home tomorrow,
we'll talk about it then, okay?
All right, love you too.
Dammit!
- How'd he know?
Hey when the store
open at eight,
we grab some
throwaways over there.
- I'm trying to figure
out why the fuck
does Censear think
we have his dope?
We didn't take
that nigga's shit.
- The drug was on Nate, bruh.
- You know what, I seen
them crooked ass cops
standing over Nate's body
when we took off running.
I guarantee you them
niggers got it, brah.
- I feel you bro, what
the fuck we 'posed to do?
Hey look bro, you going to
holler at your pop, fool.
You're gonna tell him what's up.
- Nah, fuck all that, dog.
Man fuck he ain't got shit
to do with none of this, bro.
- I feel you bro.
- He probably just as
dirty as the rest of them.
Fuck that, bro.
I ain't got shit to say
to that nigger, bro.
- Look, I feel you bro.
I don't want you and
me end up like Nate.
You feel me?
- I feel you.
That's what I'm saying.
- Let's get the
fuck out of here.
Hell yeah.
So what did you
get on your test yesterday?
- Well, I got a 87.
- An 87?
I thought you would get an A.
- Well, some of the
stuff I didn't know.
- Okay, okay.
- I'll get it.
- I feel like if I took
it again, I'll get a A.
- Well did they let
you take a retest?
- I'm not sure but I
don't think she will.
- Well, you can ask.
You're not afraid
to ask, are you?
- Hey, slugger.
- Hey daddy.
- I have a fishing trip
lined up this summer.
You can come and stay.
- Sweet, where?
- Florida Keys.
I don't suppose you'll come?
- Well, I'll think about it.
- Cool.
Can I talk to you up
front for a second?
I'm pretty sure
Kilo was with Nate
when he was killed.
I need you to tell
him to talk to me.
Some really bad
people after him.
- Who?
- This guy named Censear.
He's a big drug dealer.
It was his house that was hit.
But it gets worse.
- What do you mean?
- There's a crew of crooked cops
looking for Kilo also.
I'ma do what I can to stop them.
But Kilo needs to lay low
and keep his ass out of trouble.
- Jack, please don't
let them hurt him.
- Hey Lo man, you know
we gotta get the fuck
up outta here, man.
Like we can't.
That Censear, man, he ain't
play no goddamn game.
- Man, fuck him!
- Man, I know bro.
We gotta get the
fuck up outta here.
- Kilo, there are too
many coincidences.
Now you didn't come home the
night that Nate was killed.
- What, mama, what?
- Don't mama me!
Now why would you do
something so stupid
as to rob a dope house?
- Look, mama, I'm not
saying we did it, okay?
But you know, drug dealers
is like cockroaches.
A dealer killed
JD and her sister
in her house for
selling blunts, mama.
I hate dealers!
- So you did do it.
- Look, we just took the money.
We didn't take the dope.
Them crooked ass
cops took the dope.
- So Jack was right.
- What?
What he got to do with this?
- Your dad said there's a
crew of crooked narcotic cops
that's looking for
you and Junebug
and they want that money.
- So what his punk
ass gonna do, huh?
Is he as useless as a
cop as he is a father
'cause he ain't never
been there for me.
- He's trying.
Do you still have the money?
- Yeah, yeah we
still got the money.
- Good.
I'll go call Censear,
tell him what happened
and make him understand.
But you're gonna have
to give that money back.
All of it.
- Okay, okay, we'll
give the money back.
- I'm gonna go call your daddy,
tell him he's right
about those cops.
Then I'll go see Censear.
We all gonna have to get
out of here and lay low.
- I hear you, I hear you.
See your mama's saying
some real shit, 'cous,
that's what I'm talking about.
She's saying that shit,
that's what I'm saying.
- I don't want Jack
in my business.
He ain't never been
there for me, dog.
- I know that, cous!
- You wouldn't know
nothing about that!
- Man, fuck that nigger, man!
- I can't tell you how I know.
Just take my word for it, Jack.
Them cops took those drugs.
No, they weren't there.
But they know somebody who was
and according to them
Nate had the drugs on him
when they killed him.
Mhmm.
Please do.
Please don't.
Don't let them kill our son.
Okay, okay.
Bye.
- Word on the street is
that Forester and her boys
are skimming more than money.
They're stealing dope too.
- Who told you that?
- Ebony.
She says everyone in
the neighborhood knows.
Whoever was with Nate
is telling people
that Nate tried
to steal the dope.
That's how he got shot.
- Damn.
That's why the coroner found
traces of coke on the body.
- Yeah.
Now it all makes sense.
Look, I got a meeting with
Assistant Chief O'Grady
in 10 minutes.
And then Internal
Affairs in the morning.
- Okay.
Jack.
Be careful.
- I will.
- June!
Come on, dog.
June, hey!
- No, hit the bags!
What?
- Dog, you aight?
Yo man, you ain't
in war no more dog,
calm down, ain't
nobody after you.
Just relax.
Hey, girl.
- Hey you.
Can I see you today?
- I can't come over tonight,
I got some family business
I gotta handle tonight, so.
- It isn't Cayden, is it?
- Oh nah, nah, nah,
it's not Cayden.
Cayden's cool.
You know, he loves
you like a big sister.
- I feel the same
exact way about him.
But I do think he misses
you bringing him to school.
He's been a little down.
- Yeah, I miss him too.
I'm hoping things get
right soon though.
- Yeah.
- So I'ma see you
tomorrow, right?
Okay.
- All right, bye.
It's Catherine, dog.
- Little girl got you real, bro.
- Hey man.
Looks like we all
out of gin, man.
I'ma run down to
the liquor store
and grab us some more, right?
- Right dog.
Grab some condoms.
He doesn't
have your drugs.
Even my ex husband thinks
those cops took it.
- Really?
What about my money?
- Said he'd bring it back
if you promise not to hurt him.
- So you're telling me
them punk ass cops took my dope?
Ain't that some shit.
All right.
You tell your son I
say he's real lucky.
Because me and you go way back.
And you know how
I feel about you.
So you tell him I want my paper.
All of it.
He got 48 hours.
You understand?
- Thank you, Censear.
- Yeah.
- Thank you.
- Now let yourself
out, all right?
- Looks like we've got
a very serious problem.
- Yes sir, I'd say we do.
- Disturbing to say the least.
Let me get on this.
I'll notify Chief
Wilson in the morning.
And I'll go with
you to your hearing
with Internal Affairs.
- Thanks, Chief.
- Good work, Detective.
- Appreciate it.
- Damn!
There's a problem.
Now you need to handle it.
When, tonight!
- Yeah?
I'm chilling, man, asleep.
Yeah, what club?
Yeah man, yeah yeah.
Hey dude come pick me
up, I'm at the crib, man.
All right.
All right, good.
♪ So baby tell me
you're the one ♪
♪ So I can rest
my head at night ♪
♪ So I don't have a
pride with myself ♪
- Hey mama.
- Hey baby.
Kilo and June here?
- They just left before you did.
- Big T.
What's good with you, boy?
Yeah.
Man, I'm trying to see
titties and ass tonight.
Yeah, yeah.
Tonight,
we're just gonna do
something less stressful.
- Man, come on man.
- Gonna get all type of asses.
Give it to me, bro.
- Hey yo June, I got that bot,
June.
Yo, June!
Fuck!
What's all this?
Yo, June!
Hey.
Hey, Dana, wake up.
Where June at?
- Hell if I know.
- Did you just let him leave?
You ain't try to stop him?
You know what he do.
- Come on man, we were
supposed to lay low!
Close the door.
- Oh my god!
- Get out!
Damn!
♪ It's official
♪ Let's tell them what's wrong
♪ Whatever line to give
so other show off ♪
♪ Kiss my shit
♪ I work hard for
- Yo Junebug, what's up man?
- Hi, hello.
Kid, what's the
deal with you, boy?
- Chillin, I'm chillin.
Hey, sorry about what
happened to Nate.
- Yeah me too bro.
Yeah, aight.
- Yo.
Who the fuck I think it is?
I'll be damned.
It's that nigger Junebug, man.
Let's go get that
motherfucker, yo.
Get this motherfucker.
Man, where the fuck you
think you're going, cous?
- Bro, this about Censear, man?
We got an arrangement.
- Man, fuck you my nigga!
Kilo got a goddamn arrangement,
you ain't got shit.
You ain't fucking
going nowhere, bitch.
You're coming with us, man.
- Hey, let's get the fuck
out of here, let's go!
- Lo!
- Hey.
Them two dudes you
were looking for,
they showed up at the club.
They out back
though, better hurry.
Calvary, boy!
Fuck!
Ah, let's step!
Let's go!
Fuck out of here!
- Maybe not, too late.
- Which way did they go?
Let's make this easy.
Tell us where Junebug
and Kilo are hiding
and we'll let you go.
- Man, fuck you.
I ain't telling you shit.
- Well that's just too bad.
- I wanna put 50,000 on
the streets, all right?
I got it.
- I need you to bring
him to me alive.
You got that?
Yo, you got that?
I got it.
- Stop fucking around, man.
- Don, what's up, my man?
- Jack, hey.
Shit really hit the fan tonight.
I'm at the scene of
a triple homicide
over here at the
Grand Knight Club.
Three of Censear's men.
- Why didn't you call me sooner?
- Well you got that
meeting in the morning.
I thought that was
more important.
Listen, I'm gonna let you know
your son was involved.
- Kilo?
- Yeah, apparently he and
another guy took him out.
Self-defense from
what we've gathered.
- Damn!
- I know.
One other thing.
They found two unarmed men
not too far from
here gunned down.
More of Nate's friends.
Which ones?
- Thomas Jefferies
and Will Denkins.
- That's Chubbs and Big T, shit!
- Yeah, look.
I don't have any
proof but I feel like
Forester and her men
probably executed them.
So try to get in
touch with your son.
Have him come in so we can
protect him, all right?
- I'll try, Don, man, I'll try.
Thanks man, thanks.
Shit!
In the morning Internal Affairs
will take down Forester.
But tonight, Kilo
needs to lay low.
Forester and his
men will kill him!
- Let me call him, okay?
Ebony.
Yes?
- The biggest mistake
I've ever made in my life
was letting you
and my kids down.
Just thought you should know.
What the?
Who is it?
I said who--
- Fuck.
Love you too, mama.
- Goddamit, man!
Goddamn, man!
Them motherfuckers
bout to pay, bro!
Shit!
Goddamn!
- These niggers don't know
who they're fucking with!
- Damn!
Fuck that.
Yeah, fuck that.
- Shit, it's Catherine, dog.
Fuck.
I don't even wanna talk to her.
- Hey, Lo, Lo.
Hey don't lose her over
that bullshit, cous.
Look man, she got
damn dime, bro.
She goddamn smart.
She got a little bit of money.
And she fine as hell, bruh.
I'm just saying,
you know how I be
in that religious
shit like that, man
but the big man up above bro,
he been looking out for you man
when he put her in your path.
Don't fuck this up, Lo.
I'm telling you.
- Hello?
Hey, yeah, hey, I'm sorry.
I know, I know.
Hey, baby, honestly,
honestly, my life is
a mess right now and,
it'll just be better if I
didn't just drag you into it.
- Obviously you
don't know how much
I care about you.
Don't push me away,
maybe I can help.
- I know, but you got so much.
You got so much ahead of
you to look forward to.
I wouldn't do nothing
but mess that up.
I think it'll just be
best if you just moved on.
- Come over.
I have something to tell
you but only in person.
After, if you still
want to break up
then I won't try to stop you.
- She want me to
come over, June.
- I don't see why not, dog.
Don't nobody know about her.
Look, I'll just
drop you off, man.
Run back to my spot and
get some more hardware.
You feel me?
- Hello?
Hey, yeah.
I'll come over.
- Okay.
- These motherfuckers gonna pay.
I got something, I got
something, all right?
All right man.
I
missed you so much.
- I miss you too, baby.
So what did you wanna tell me?
You okay?
- Okay, so.
Last week, a couple of days
after I got back from New York
I noticed that my cycle was late
and I didn't think
anything of it
until the next week
and it didn't come.
So I took a test.
And it's positive.
I'm pregnant with your child.
You playing with me?
- No, I would not joke
about something like this.
- Wow.
Come here.
Are you serious?
Are we really gonna have a baby?
- But listen to me.
If you're gonna be the
father of our child,
you have to get out
of this street life
or whatever it is that
you're involved in.
I'm serious.
You have to.
- Listen.
I love you.
I do, but it's just,
it's not that easy.
- I can help you.
My father's a police
officer, he can help you too.
- What, your father's a cop?
- Yes, but he adores me.
And if I ask him to,
he will help you.
I know this has been your life
but if you really
want to get out,
that is your choice to make.
Because I'm gonna
have this child.
And I'm not about
to bring him or her
into a dangerous situation
before they're even born.
And we need you.
Please.
Please think about it.
Okay?
- Yeah, I'll think about it.
- Yeah hold on,
hold on, hold on.
- What was that?
- GPS tracker.
That punk ass cop
shot our homeboy, man.
And I bet you it's cause
they ain't give us up.
- Ain't that bout a bitch?
If they gonna mess with you,
they gotta go through me.
I appreciate
that, Tank.
Hey man, how you
been though, brah?
- I can't complain.
Who would listen?
- I feel you, man.
Hey man, we gotta go
back to my crib, bro.
They'll be packing
some heavy heat,
so they'll get my good shit.
- All right.
- Hey.
Hey Ma.
- Oh my god, Kilo,
where are you?
I'm at my
girlfriends' house.
- Girl?
What girl?
- Catherine.
Catherine McCallister.
She's Cayden's teacher.
- I know who she is, but,
your father is
her dad's partner.
Kilo!
Kilo!
We got you now, bitch!
Get up, bitch!
- Kilo!
Censear want
you alive, whatever.
- Greg, it's Don.
Jack's been murdered.
And I know who did it.
I need you and Internal
Affairs to respond with CSI
and the Chief.
Heck, bring goddamn everyone!
- So you the young nigger
that ran up in my house.
Disturb my operation.
Think there ain't gonna
be no consequences?
- I'm sorry Mr.
Censear, I just--
- Pull him up.
Don't talk.
All right, you just listen.
- All right, this is an
aerial view of the house.
I want team one in the
back, one man each corner.
Team two, west side,
team three east.
Team four, I want
them to break down
that fucking door.
Hodges, sniper position.
- Got you.
- Roll out.
It's time to fucking end this.
Load them up.
- Yeah, look around, nigger.
You don't tell me what I need,
you ain't gonna leave here
alive, you understand?
Now I'ma ask you one last time,
where your partner Junebug at?
- Leave him alone,
you see he's hurt!
You see he's hurt!
- Shut the fuck up,
you raggedy bitch!
Pull him up.
- That's all you got?
- I'm through playing
with you, boy.
Now tell me where Junebug is
or I'ma kill her.
- I don't know where Junebug is.
He was supposed to pick us up,
but these clowns got us first.
- Kill this bitch.
- You kill her, you're
gonna have to kill me.
You obviously don't
know who my homeboy is.
Ex Special Forces.
And he already put 80 of
you chumps in the ground.
So go ahead.
Go ahead, kill me.
Kill me!
My mom said you like
to beat on women
'cause you're too
scared of a real man,
is that true?
You so tough, prove it.
Shoot me.
Shoot me!
Motherfucker, shoot me!
Shut the fuck up though!
Pull it!
Pull it, motherfucker, go ahead!
- You want your
eyes open or closed?
Punk ass motherfucker!
Keep
talking, nigger.
- Go ahead, pull it!
- Censear, don't!
Oh no!
Censear.
Kilo is your son!
- My son, what the fuck
you talking about, Ebony?
That nigga ain't my son.
- Yes he is, that's
why I left you
so he wouldn't be like you.
Yo, Censear.
Man, a nigger just
ran across the yard.
Forester,
I've got two in sight.
I just saw him.
Over there, I just saw him.
Both targets down.
- Drop your weapons.
Drop it!
- Down.
Down.
- Yo, nigga, what the fuck?
Get down!
- What the fuck is going on?
- You treat me like a
fucking kid, all this time,
you didn't think I
was gonna let you
get away with that, did you?
- I tell you something, nigga.
You're a fucking
dead man walking.
- Anything in this
house worth taking?
- They got a meth lab.
Only he ain't
started cooking yet.
And this is
everybody except Junebug?
- Motherfucker say he
can't find Junebug.
- I heard y'all punk
ass were looking for me.
Well I'm right here.
And y'all might as well
lower them goddamn weapons
'cause if I drop this
bitch right here,
it's gonna be a fucked up
day for everybody up in here.
You feel me?
Hey Miss T, go
ahead and take Kilo
and Catherine up out of here.
- Okay come on.
June, can I take Censear?
I owe him that.
- Go on ahead.
- The minute you
walk out that door,
my sniper will kill you all.
- You mean that house
nigga you put in the field?
- Guess we took care of that.
Hey, y'all take the front.
The back kind of toasty.
Blast her.
T, let's get up
out of here, bro.
- Go right ahead, we'll
hunt you down like rats.
There's more of us downstairs.
- If you follow us,
we'll kill your ass.
- Son of a bitch.
I thought you said
that grenade was a dud.
- It was, but not
the second one.
Baby, what you doing here?
- Is that a question?
You go to war, we go to war.
- That's what's up.
Let's go, let's go.
♪ Wasting time
The
police corruption case
is reportedly the worst
in Decatur's history.
And although the officers died
in a rogue operation
gone terribly wrong,
Decatur citizens
are left to wonder
can their Police
Department ever be trusted?
♪ Waiting around
♪ But that's only if your
mind has been there ♪
♪ So please
♪ Show me what you need
♪ There's no peace
♪ When we don't repeat
♪ Hey yeah
♪ So grow some tree
♪ Be at peace baby
♪ Break it down
♪ Take it up
- Is this where you
youngbloods meditate?
- Yeah, it's where I
come to clear my mind.
- Yeah.
But look here.
I took some of that
money you gave me back
and spent it on you.
Got a nice ride
out there for you.
- What you talking about?
- When you get tired of doing
this little landscaping shit,
I was thinking maybe
you might wanna come
help me run my empire.
- Appreciate that man,
but I couldn't do that.
- Come on, man.
Stop doing this
little chump work.
Think about it.
Change your mind, you
got anopen invitation.
All right?
- All right.
Oh.
Whatever happened to Baby Boy?
- Word on the street is
he's hiding somewhere
deep in the woods.
I got some lions in the woods
and when they catch him they're
gonna tear his ass apart,
you feel me?
- I hear that.
- You can run but
you can't hide.
- Yeah.
That's what we all learn.
- Yeah.
- Oh man, what a day.
You
can say that again.
- Hey.
- Yeah?
- You wanna stay for dinner?
- Yeah, I don't mind if I do.
- Come on in.
- What you got?
You got my ribs, something?
- Course.
- That's how we do.
- Ribs, steak, shrimp,
you like that.
♪ One heartbeat
♪ That's what I'm feeling
♪ Every time you're next to me
♪ Truly a blessing
♪ A love like one
I've never known ♪
♪ Love how true you've shown
♪ All the us we will be
♪ Finally found happy
♪ And that's why I'll stay
♪ Oh stay
♪ Stay
♪ And that's why I'll stay
♪ Oh stay
♪ Stay
♪ Take a deep breath
♪ Of the refreshing air
♪ You brought my way
♪ Brighten up my days
♪ Just when it got rough
♪ You lighten this weight
♪ Couldn't imagine myself
♪ In any other place
♪ And that's why I'll stay
♪ Oh stay
♪ Stay