The Hate U Give (2018) - full transcript

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♪ I love you, ha-ha ♪

♪ Ah, yeah, yo ♪

♪ Cash coming rapidly,
chicks coming after me ♪

What'd you do
with my stuff, man?

♪ You the one I wanna be
with ma, actually ♪

♪ I knew you were special ♪

♪ 'Cause we hit it off
naturally ♪

♪ Had your guards up
at first... ♪

♪ You could take your time gil
we gonna move carefully ♪



♪ A hot bath water... ♪

Now, when it happens,
don't act mad.

You gotta look calm.

Answer their questions,

but don't tell 'em
nothin' extra.

Keep your hands
out your pockets.

You drop somethin',
leave that shit where it's at.

Maverick.

Leave that stuff
where it's at.

My bad.

Now, one day,
y'all gonna be with me,

and you best bet
we gonna get pulled over.

That don't mean
I did somethin' wrong.

Maybe I made
a mistake driving



or maybe I ain't do
nothin' at all.

You gonna see me
with my hands like this.

On the dashboard.

Come on.

Now, you keep
your hands posted

'cause moving makes
the police get all nervous.

If I ain't with you,
you ask for me.

It can get real dangerous,
so don't argue with them...

but keep your hands
where they can see 'em.

This how you gonna act.

We straight?

I was nine years old
when I first got the talk.

Seven, my half-brother,
was ten.

Sekani was one.

Now, just because we gotta
deal with this mess...

don't you ever forget
that being black is a honor

'cause you come
from greatness.

Now, this the Black Panther

Ten-Point Program.

This our own Bill of Rights.

I want you to learn it.

'Cause Imma ask you about it.
Imma quiz you.

Really, Maverick?

Know your rights.

Know your worth.

You understand?

♪ I got, I got, I got, I got ♪

♪ Loyalty, got royalty
inside my DNA ♪

Starr. Two R's.

Daddy named me that.

And don't ask me
what the extra "R" is for.

♪ Flow inside my DNA ♪

♪ I was born like this,
since one like this ♪

♪ Immaculate conception ♪

♪ I transform like this,
perform like this ♪

♪ Was Yeshua new weapon ♪

♪ I don't contemplate,
I meditate ♪

♪ Then off your
off your head ♪

♪ This that
put-the-kids-to-bed ♪

♪ This that I got, I got,
I got, I got ♪

♪ Realness, I just kill shit
'cause it's in my DNA ♪

Sekani! Learn how
to aim! Dang!

Mama! Sekani peed
everywhere again!

And, boy, wipe that seat.

Mama and Daddy had me
when they were 17.

My nana even threw Mama
out the house.

Said Daddy was no good...

just a pusher
for the King Lords gang.

- Hey, baby.
- You seen my wallet?

- Yeah, I put it on the dresser.
- I can't find it.

Well, I know it's there, baby.
I put it there.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

She swore raising
the dead was more likely

than Mama and Daddy making it.

Mama...

They stay proving her
and everybody else wrong.

And in large part,
that means making sure

that we don't make
the same mistakes.

You know what?

Why don't you just sit
your cute butt down

and let me do what I do. Okay?

Oh, really?

You gonna let me do what I do?

Ain't they too old for that?

Boy...

- Good morning, y'all.
- Good morning.

Their cuteness
can be extra,

but they're adorable.

I love you.

I love you.

I can't even lie.

They're my OTP.

One true pairing.

Mama and Daddy were born
in Garden Heights.

Their first kiss was
in the Haven Acres Projects.

Daddy says our life is here.

'Cause our people are here.

We got
Mr. Reuben's barbecue...

...Mr. Lewis's barbershop...

...a Walmart
32 minutes away...

and Daddy's store.

Carter's Grocery is
where you get your milk,

Newport shorts, Hot Cheetos,

hot gossip,

and anything else that
you might need in a hurry.

Mama thinks
Daddy is scared of change.

She left the Garden
when she was a little girl.

And she wants us
to get out too.

Either way,
you gotta stay ready.

'Cause Garden Heights is
always gonna be ready for you.

Seven? Now, are you staying
at your mama's house

or with us tonight?

At Mama's.
As long as King ain't there.

And then there's King.

He runs the King Lords.

My dad used to be
his right-hand man.

The high school is where you go...

...to get jumped, high,
pregnant, or killed.

We don't go there.

Not since what happened
to my friend Natasha.

So Mama sent us
to another school

where everyone's
college-bound.

- Sekani?
- Yeah?

Baby, remind me
what your name means again.

Joy!

Yes! So that means I want you

to be just as big
a joy at school

as you are
at home, okay?

Okay!

But less loud!

Why you yelling?

You guys
have a good day.

- Love you, Mommy!
- I love you too, Sekani.

Garden Heights
is one world.

Williamson is another.

And I gotta keep it separate.

So when I'm here,
I'm Starr Version Two.

- See you later, bro.
- Peace out.

That means flipping
a switch in my brain.

Williamson Starr
doesn't use slang.

If a rapper would say it,
she doesn't.

Even if her white friends do.

Hey, boo.

- Hey, how are you?
- I'm good, girl.

Slang makes them cool.
Slang makes me "hood."

Yo! Those kicks are lit!

Thanks. Space Jams.

Williamson Starr
is approachable.

No stank eyes
or yelling because

Williamson Starr
is non-confrontational.

Basically, Williamson Starr
doesn't give anyone a reason

to call her ghetto.

And I hate myself
for doing it.

Let me at him.
I'll kick his ass.

Hailey, you're violent.

Uh, okay.
If someone tries to do

some shit to my girl,
I have to get him.

I'm serious, Starr.
I will go after him.

I will kick his ass.

I do not care.
You just say the word.

Hailey must've watched
Straight Outta Compton

again last night.

You just say the word,
and I'm gonna do it.

What did you say to him?

We're not really talking
right now, so...

Who's not really talking
to whom?

Well, Chris lured Starr
over to his house

and sprung a condom on her.

What did you say?

No, no, no.
What did you do?

What size was it?

Maya! Oh, my God!

You're on a "need to know."

Okay! And I need to know.

Look, Chris is great,
but I'm just not ready.

And eventually, I'll get there,
but he just assumed.

Assuming. Punishable by death.

So, you're gonna
Taylor Swift this?

She doesn't even rank

on the angry girlfriend
scale anymore.

Nah. I'm gonna
Beyonce his ass.

Watch.

I really wanna
"Elevator Solange" his ass.

♪ I've been watching you
for some time ♪

♪ Can't stop staring
at those ocean eyes ♪

♪ Burning cities
and napalm skies ♪

Damn.
He's wearing

the same Space Jam Elevens
as mine.

He knows
Jordans are my weakness.

He smells like Old Spice.

His lips are soft.

♪ No fair ♪

♪ You really know
how to make me cry ♪

♪ When you gimme
those ocean eyes... ♪

He swear he's DJ Khaled.

I can't lie.
It still gets me every time.

Nuh-uh. Nope.

I don't like
what you did the other day.

Starr, I'm sorry.

- I messed up. Bad.
- Mm-hmm.

But I keep thinking
that we're getting closer...

and ask to take you out
on Saturday,

and you don't say yes.

- I'm busy.
- Right.

Every time?

So I figure maybe you want me
to meet your parents first.

But whenever I ask to
come over, you never say yes.

They're busy too.

Well, it seems like
everyone's busy, Starr.

So then I think, "How do I get
closer to my own girlfriend?

Maybe she wants to skip
the whole flowers

and chocolate part
and just get right to it."

Chris, you are acting
a damn fool,

if you think I'm one
of these little thirsty girls

running around here
that you can hit.

Starr, you're not.

You're way more important
than that to me, okay.

We've been dating
for almost six months.

And if you can't tell that
by now,

then I don't know what else
you want me to say.

Other than I miss you.

A lot.

I made that beat for you.

Come on.
You gotta tell me that's fire.

It's a'ight.

I wanna hear you say it.

It's okay.

Wow. Okay.

I guess that means
I gotta test it.

I'm fully aware

that some people
would accuse him

of acting black,

but this is just Chris.

And he makes me laugh.

Hey! Get it, man!

Oh, my God.

Don't spin. Come on.

Do you forgive me now?

Yeah.

We get the questions.

Why is he dating her?

On the real, I sometimes
wonder the same thing.

Now, the stares usually come
from the rich white girls.

But they're way too scared
to actually

say anything
to our faces.

Let me take you somewhere
on Saturday.

To do what?

We can eat burgers.

I let you beat me
in foosball...

Let me beat you?

- Mm-hmm.
- And then we can kiss

on a Ferris wheel.

That is so cheesy.

That's what I got.

Okay. But can we do
Sunday instead?

I'll pick you up?

I'll meet you.

Augustine's?

Mm-hmm. Three o'clock?

So romantic.

You are a fool.

I'm your fool.

Yeah.

That is true.

Chris is the best thing
about being Starr Version Two.

And sometimes I think
that's all I want to be.

♪ I don't trust you 'cause
you dap with the left hand ♪

Until the weekend
comes around.

♪ That's my right hand ♪

♪ All my dogs come first
all lost in the purp ♪

I'm not sure I belong
at this party either though.

Neither version of me.

♪ Left hand, right hand ♪

♪ Left hand, right hand ♪

♪ Left hand, right hand ♪

♪ Right hand, right hand ♪

♪ Left be working
then the right ♪

♪ Coming right back ♪

♪ Yeah I left
to get it right ♪

♪ Now I'm right back ♪

Hey!

♪ I show love and affection
to all my fans... ♪

Kenya's about
the only person

I hang out with
in Garden Heights.

Even if she gets on my nerves
sometimes. I swear.

Man.

What?

I mean,

every girl in here
all laid and slayed

but you wanna come up in here
looking basic as hell.

What? Girl, these are
the Retro Threes.

Classic and comfortable,
and watch.

You're gonna be wishing that
you was wearing them tonight

when you limpin' out of here
like a broke-down gazelle. Bam.

Man, ain't that
my brother hoodie?

Our brother's hoodie,
Kenya, yeah.

Yeah, dressed like that,
got folks thinking

you're my girlfriend.

Kenya, if I had known

following you to this party
meant that I would be

on some Extreme Makeover
Starr Edition mess,

I would've stayed home

and watched
my Fresh Prince reruns.

Oh, girl, you got to let
the 90s perish.

What now?

There go that trick, Denasia.

Ooh, I can't stand her ass.

Always talking smack
about how I'm trying

to steal her ugly-ass man.

Oh, for real?

Man, you so lucky you go
to that private school.

You don't gotta deal
with hoes like that.

No. There's hoes
at my school, too.

Trust me,
hoedom is universal.

Feel my stink eye, bitch.
Feel my stink eye.

Oh, we about
to handle her tonight.

Hold up. We?

What? What, you too good now
to have my back?

- Don't even!
- Don't even what?

You only brought me here
to tag team a bitch?

Ain't like you had
shit else to do.

I'm doing your black ass
a favor.

Oh, my God! You do know
I have friends, right?

Them bougie girls
from your school do not count.

Yo, Kenya!

What up?

- Hey.
- How you doing?

- I'm good.
- Hey, boo.

Now, you know
you ain't have to bring

your sister out
dressed like that.

We ain't sisters.

Yeah, just 'cause my mama

and her daddy made Seven,

don't make us related.

I mean, she my girl,

but Seven don't make us kin.

Anyway, leave Starr
alone, Bianca.

She's used to partying
amongst the whites.

Yo, I bet
they be poppin' Mollies

and all kind of pills,
don't they?

Listening to Taylor Swift ass
trying to sing.

Y'all are just reaching...
Wait, that's true.

- Exactly. We know.
- Yeah.

Anyway, I was talking about
rollin' up on Denasia ass.

- Old trick.
- Yep.

You know
she be running

her mouth about you, right?

- Word.
- Bitch need her ass beat.

- Well, let's go.
- Come on.

- You comin'?
- No.

Well, I'm not babysitting you
all night,

so, like, take care of yourself.

Scary.

♪ Yo ♪

♪ 7:30, you lying ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ I get those goosebumps
every time, yeah ♪

♪ You come around, yeah ♪

♪ You ease my mind ♪

♪ You make everything
feel fine ♪

♪ Worry about those condoms ♪

Khalil.

Look at the sea of people
parting for you

like you
a brown-skinned Moses.

♪ I get those goosebumps
every time ♪

Those dimples.

What am I supposed
to do with that?

And I used to take
baths with you

in your grandmama's tub
when she used

to babysit me and Seven.

Weird what the sight
of Khalil's brown eyes

do to me now.

Starr!

Damn.

What?

It's been a minute.

What's up? Where you been at?

School. Basketball.
Keeps me busy.

Mm-hmm.

But I'm always up
at Daddy's store.

You the one
no one sees anymore.

Yeah, I've been
a little busy myself.

Mm-hmm.

What's up? What?

Nothin.

How's your grandmama
and Cameron doing?

He just turned ten, right?

Yeah. They all right.

Grandma's sick though.

The doctor say
she got cancer or some shit.

Damn. I'm sorry, okay.

Yeah, she's taking chemo.

But really the only thing
she's worried about

is putting the wig
on top of her head.

Shit, I'm thinking about
taking hers. Look.

- She turnt up.
- She's going in.

Come on, let me see you
turn up like she turn up.

Yeah. Yeah.

You know this.

See, I would've thought
you was into

the indie rock
or maybe country or...

Everyone knows this song.

I mean, I know you be hanging
with all the white kids.

- I'm just saying.
- Shut up. You better stop.

Oh, damn! Did I scuff you?
I'm so sorry.

No, no, no.
Stop. Stop. Don't scrub.

Gotta be gentle.

Every time a sneaker
is cleaned improperly,

a kitten dies.

Sneakerhead!

Okay, well, I see you.

You obviously making big money
if you rockin' those.

What up, bro?
What's up, man?

You know what is, bro.
This is my area.

Ain't no business
doing over here, bro?

Cut it out!

Move, man! What's up, man?

Come on.

It's always some shit.
You see that?

We can't even have a party

without somebody
getting shot at.

Damn.

♪ Only God can judge me,
that right? ♪

♪ Only God baby,
nobody else, nobody else ♪

♪ All you other motherfuckers
get out my business, really ♪

♪ Perhaps I was blind
to the facts ♪

♪ Stabbed in the back ♪

♪ I couldn't trust
my own homies ♪

♪ Just a bunch of dirty rats ♪

♪ Will I succeed
paranoid from the weed... ♪

Man, so you gonna come
at me for my music

while you listening
to this old stuff?

Oh, old stuff?

You better get up
out my car with that.

Tupac is the truth.

Yeah, 20 years ago.

No, even still, right now.

Listen, let me
tell you something.

Pac said, THUG LIFE means

"The Hate U Give Little Infants
Fucks Everybody."

T-H-U-G-L-I-F-E.

Meaning what?

Meaning what society gives
to us when we little

comes back to bite them
in the ass

when we grow up,
and we wild out.

You get that?

Damn. Yeah.

Pac's gonna
always be relevant.

So you gonna tell me why
you really been busy, Khalil?

Because that McJob that I had
didn't make nothin' happen.

And plus grandma got fired
from the hospital

when they found out
she was sick.

Damn, that's messed up, K,
for real.

You know, we got needs.

If you selling that stuff...

Hey, come on now.

Mind your business,
Starr-Starr.

Don't worry about me.

I'm doing what I gotta do.

Man, you piss me off
sometimes.

Oh, yeah?
So you pissed off right now?

Yeah.

You don't really look
too pissed off.

So, you know, I couldn't tell
if you was pissed off.

I'm really mad at you.

♪ ...talking to the dirt ♪

♪ I'd rather die like a man
than live like a coward ♪

♪ There's a ghetto
up in Heaven ♪

♪ And it's ours,
Black Power ♪

♪ Is what we scream
as we dream ♪

♪ In a paranoid state ♪

♪ And our fate
is a lifetime of hate ♪

Oh, I just heard from Kenya.
She's good.

Cool.

So, why are we stopped?

Because I wanna look
at you in your eyes

when I'm talking to you.

- Somethin' wrong with that?
- Hmm.

Not inherently, no.

Not inherently.

- Not inherently.
- What?

That school got you messed up.

I saw you out there
one time, too.

When?

Y'all was headed there.
You had your little skirt on.

Your knee-highs.
Your backpack.

You was ready.

What do you mean
you saw me one time?

So you stalking me now?

Whoa, now.

No.

I just like seeing you.
That's all.

We used to see each other
damn near every day

- when we was kids.
- Yeah.

Do you remember when
we used to play Harry Potter?

Yeah.

What did we call ourselves?
Uh...

- The Hood Trio.
- The Hood Trio.

We were some badass
10-year-old wizards.

Bad.

You still have your wand?

Hell, no.
I ain't got that wand.

I don't have the wand.

I know you still have it.

I don't have it.
I threw it away

because you would never
let me be Harry.

- Because you were Ron!
- But I was really Harry.

No. I was Harry.

You were Ron.
Natasha was Hermione.

Okay.

So that first kiss we had?

In the church basement.
Mm-hmm.

Yep.

Man, we were some heathens.

So you telling me that
I was kissing Harry Potter?

Yeah.

Yeah, you were.

All right.

So who am I kissing right now?

Khalil, I...

I got a boyfriend.

Yeah, I heard.

I didn't wanna hear.

But it's all good.

Really?

We've been together
our whole lives, Starr.

We got time.

All right?

♪ All eyes on me ♪

♪ All eyes on me ♪

♪ I bet you got it twisted ♪

♪ You don't know
who to trust ♪

♪ So many playa hatin'... ♪

Damn. What I do?

I don't know.

Eight-Charlie, Fourteenth and Third.

Damn.

Khalil, put your hands
on the dash

where he can see them.

Khalil, put your hands
on the dash! I'm not playing.

Starr, we ain't done nothing.
What'd we drive, like 50 feet?

Please.

Please. Just do it.

Okay.

Sir, can you roll
your window down for me?

Here we go.

I need to see your driver's
license and registration.

For what? What'd I do?

Sir, license and registration.

Khalil, keep your hands
on the dash.

Starr, how am I supposed
to get him my license

and registration
if I have to stay still?

I wanna know
why you pulling me over.

You failed to signal
a lane change.

- Come on.
- Turn the music off.

Why? I can hear you.

- Please, Khalil!
- Turn it off.

This is my car.
So how can you tell me...

Step out of the car.

You ain't got no right
to do this to me.

Listen, I'm giving
you a lawful order.

Khalil, listen to him.

Is it for failing to signal
my lane change

or for failing to turn down
my music? Which one?

Sir, out of the car, now!

Either you get out
of the car yourself,

or I'm gonna do it for you.

Now!

Drop the phone!

Yo, why don't you
just give me my ticket?

Hands on the car.
Anything on you?

No, there's nothing on me.

- Any drugs?
- Nah, man.

Can you remove
your driver's license, please?

- Where'd you find her?
- I know her.

That's my friend.

You looking
for a score tonight?

What? A score?
Yo, come on, man.

Keep your hands
on the car. Do not move.

Can I get a license run on...

Shit.

Where's my phone?

Shit!

Starr, you okay?

- You all right?
- Go back where he told you.

He gonna take his time
doing whatever he gotta do.

I'm not playing. Go back.

Yo, but come on!
Why you messing up my car?

- Just listen to him, Khalil!
- Okay! All right, chill.

Stop right there! Stop!

- Do not move.
- No. No.

No.

No, Khalil.

Be quiet, ma'am.

You sit down.

No.

Officer needs help.
Shots fired.

One suspect down.
The other in custody.

Requesting an ambulance.

What did you do?

What did you do?

Be quiet, ma'am.

Help him!

I want you to stay where
you are! Do not move, okay?

He's bleeding!
Help him! Come on!

He's bleeding!

Where is it?
Where's the weapon?

Okay? The gun! Where is it?

What gun?

Where...

Shit!

- Khalil!
- Shit! Shit!

Khalil, look at me!
Come on, look at me, Khalil.

Come on, look at me!
Look at me, come on!

Khalil, come on, look at me!

I'm right here.
You're okay, all right?

There's a ambulance coming.
Can you hear it?

It's coming.
It's gonna take care of you.

You're gonna be fine,
all right?

You're gonna be okay.
Don't be scared.

Come on, look at me!

Look at me, Khalil.
Come on!

Breathe, Starr.

Starr, breathe.

Who did that, man?

The officer who did it...

I understand that. I know.

I'm Detective Gomez.

And this is my partner,
Detective Wilkes.

Uh, Lisa Carter.
I'm her mother.

Starr Carter.

Can you tell us
what happened tonight, Starr?

I went to this party.

And Khalil was there, too.

Why was Khalil there?

Same as everybody else,
I guess.

Just recreational purposes.

Witnesses at the party stated
that there was

an altercation and gunshots.

Did Khalil have
anything to do with it?

Nah.

I mean... no.

We were, uh, just talking...

when the fight broke out.

He offered to take me home

because he wanted to make sure
that I got home safely.

And that's when 115
pulled us over for no reason.

Who?

The officer.

That's his badge number.

I remember it.

Starr, do you know why
Khalil reached into the car?

I think he was checking
to see that I was okay.

You think?

You don't know?

No, I don't know.

Because?

Because that's when
it happened.

- Did you and Khalil...
- Uh...

Would you please
just give her a second?

Whenever you're ready.
Okay, baby?

We understand
that this is hard right now.

Do you?

Yes, Mrs. Carter, we do.

Take your time.

Did you drink alcohol
at the party?

No, I don't drink.

Did Khalil?

Not that I saw.

Did you ever see Khalil
sell narcotics?

No, I never personally saw
Khalil sell drugs or do drugs.

But you knew that he did?

You have not asked my daughter

one question about the cop.

We just want the whole picture,
miss. That's all.

Well, you ask questions
about what happened.

115 killed Khalil.

And he didn't do
anything wrong.

So I don't know what more

of a bigger picture you need!

She's done here.

Come on, Lisa. Come on, Starr.

You know her?

Yeah, she's my niece.

All right. All right.

I'm here.

I'm here.

Yeah.

Let it out. Let it out.

Easy. Let it out.
Yeah, let it out.

Here. Here.

It's okay, baby.
It's okay, baby. It's okay.

It's okay.

Here. Drink this now.

It's okay, baby.

Nightmares are always
the worst right after.

Sekani, no.

Starr first. Let her eat.

You know, not everybody got
superpowers like you.

Shine your light.

I ain't name you Starr
by accident.

Sekani!

No!

Thank you.

You the only real friend
that boy ever had.

He was mine, too,
Miss Rosalie.

Police came by.

Was you with him, Starr?

Yes, ma'am.

Thank God he didn't leave
this world alone.

You been by his side
from day one,

and you stayed all the way
to the end.

He was selling that stuff,
you know.

Can't be for nobody but King.

You got some nerve
coming in here.

What's he doing here?

Hey, Carlos.

Hi, Lisa.

Excuse me.

Miss Rosalie,
I came by to tell you

I'm sorry for your loss.

And Pam and I
have been praying for you.

Thank you so much.

There's anything
I can do for you...

know we are here for you.

Love you.

Look out.

So what's the deal?

His ass in jail?

They're gonna place him
on paid administrative leave.

That's it?

After he killed Khalil?

Starr, there will be
a full investigation.

Cops investigating cops, huh?

You know they should've charged
his racist ass with murder.

But that ain't gonna happen,
is it, Uncle Carlos?

Nothing like this
has ever happened

with this officer before.

Oh, first-timer.
Let's cut him a break.

Carlos, you're gonna help
with the investigation, right?

I can't. We hand situations
like this over to the DA.

We headed for a grand jury?

Most likely.

And let me guess,
they gonna ask Starr to testify.

No, no, no, no, no.
I don't want everyone

knowing that Starr
is the witness.

She doesn't need
that kind of attention.

No! Should we get a lawyer?

Witnesses don't need attorneys.

Starr ain't just
a witness, 'Los.

Look, if you
don't trust the system,

can you at least trust me?

- Starr is like my daughter.
- But she ain't.

It didn't seem that way
when you was locked up.

Stop it! Both of you!

What does a grand jury mean?

Grand jury.

Stuff like this
ends up on the news.

People get death threats.

Cops target them.

What will it mean at school?

Will I suddenly be
the poor girl from the hood

who saw her friend get killed?

I just gotta be quiet.

Can you just
give me more chicken?

- Starr, open!
- Starr!

Starr, pass it!

Damn!

Starr, just pretend the ball
is a piece of fried chicken!

- What was that?
- What? It's game talk.

Fried chicken is game talk?

I've never heard
that one before.

Holy shit. Starr, we had
fried chicken for lunch?

I-It was a joke.

Okay.

Wait. What's going on, girl?

I mean, you know me,

I know you,
better than anyone.

You okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.
I'm just tired.

All right. Imma put Mav's
hot links on the grill.

Little burnt on top
and crusty on the side.

Y'all go ahead and take some
pound cake while y'all wait.

- Thanks, Mr. Reuben.
- Thank you, Mr. Reuben.

...17-year-old black teenager

by a white police officer
Saturday night.

New information
is being released

regarding the shooting death
of Khalil Harris.

Dashcam footage,
where the officer thought

he was going for a weapon

shows it was not a gun
but a hairbrush.

My son ain't
never done nothing wrong!

- Khalil was a good boy!
- Mm-hmm.

Why'd they have
to do that to hi?

What this hae
to happen fo?

What, he can't even
walk down the stret

and brush his damn hai?

I mean, why would they put
Miss Brenda on TV like that?

There's a witness
to the shooting

who'll be called to testify
in front of the grand jury.

Community leaders
are up in arms...

So you famous now.

What?

I saw you leave with Khalil.

Now you all jittery
and jumpy and shit.

It's you, Starr.

Don't even lie.

You ready to stir
some shit up?

What you mean?

Well, you was there,
so you gotta tell everybody

what happened.

You're gonna stand up
for Khalil, right?

Listen, Brenda can't be
the only one talking.

You know Khalil would've
stood tall and spoke for you.

Hey, queens.

Hi, Daddy!

Get in the car.

Nah, I'm good.

I'll take you up to Big Mav's.

Get in the car.

♪ Ghostface killers, Wu-Tang ♪

♪ 21 news gang ♪

♪ Drug dealers
in the Mulsanne ♪

♪ At the top
of the food chain ♪

♪ Trappin' the cocaine
no gang ♪

♪ Shooter with no name... ♪

Make up for what you spent.

No, thanks.

What?

Heard you was with that boy
when he got himself killed.

Some hard shit to see.

Believe me,
it's hard to forget, too.

I been in the Heights forever.

So trust.

I been where you at.

Hurt like that
don't never leave you.

But you gotta keep pushing.

You feel me?

Mama at the house?

I don't know.
Iesha be where she at.

Ew.

What about Seven?

Why your daddy and Iesha
name that boy Seven?

What's his middle name? Eight?

Hey, Uncle Mav.

Hey, Kenya.

How's that domestic life
treatin' you?

You go ahead,
put a ring on Iesha.

You gonna find out.

Look like
business is going well.

Guess I should've bought
this store for me

instead of you.

But you didn't.

I heard about Starr's homeboy.

Man, you know how they do.

Shoot first,
ask questions later.

You really should try
and keep her out of trouble.

Trouble?

I'm just saying,
I think it's best

if she don't talk to Five-O.

You feel me?

You ain't got to worry
about Starr.

You take care of your girl,
and I'll handle mine.

- It's like that?
- It's exactly like that.

Hey, Starr.

Remember what I told you,
all right?

You keep that shit
in your rearview.

Mnh-mnh.
I'm telling you.

He was threatening her!

He ain't gonna hurt her.

He will.

If he thinks that Starr
is gonna tell the police

that Khalil worked
for him, he will.

And then what? Hmm?

He's gonna rope you
right back in.

Once a King Lord,
always a King Lord.

When you spend
three years in lockup

doing somebody else's time,

ain't no roping back in.

He let me out.
That was our deal.

Maverick...

we're moving.

Baby, we could do
some good stuff around here.

Where you live does not define
who you are, Maverick.

- Baby, listen to me...
- No!

You listen!

It's okay to make sacrifices
for your family.

God! Do you think
that my mother moved

me and Carlos
out of Garden Heights

and into
that Catholic school

so we could learn
how to pray? No.

I'm gonna make sure
that my kids have it

at least as good as I did.

If not, what's the point?

That's why we have them
up there in that school!

And what do you think
that school will do

when they find out
that Starr was with Khalil?

Hmm?

Those white folks,
they love to boast

about how diverse
that school is,

but you know what?

This is too much diversity
for them.

I don't feel good,
so I'm not going.

None of us feel good, Starr,
but we're pressing on anyway.

So you go get dressed.

- I...
- Go get dressed.

- Can I come in?
- Yeah.

Maybe when we get back...

we can watch that

Harry Potter and the Goblet
of Half-Blood Gumble Ghosts.

I think I'm good, Daddy.

You the worst person
to watch Harry Potter with.

The whole time you're like,

"Harry Potter is about
the gang theory."

- It is.
- Mm-hmm.

Hogwarts houses have
they own colors,

they own hideouts,
and they always ridin'

for each other.

How that ain't about gangs?

- You know I'm right.
- Mm-hmm.

Y'all had y'all's own
little Harry Potter gang.

Now Natasha and Khalil
both gone, and you still here.

Trying to make
some sense out of it.

It's THUG LIFE.

"The Hate U Give
Little Infants..."

"F's Everybody."

I know what it