All language subtitles for All.American.S07E04.en (1)

[Crowd cheering]

[Crowd cheering]
[Players grunt]

- Ha ha Yeah!
- Touchdown, Jordan Baker.

[Ringing]

[Video stops]

Hey, Mom.

Try again, baby.

My bad.

Good morning, Queen
of all Queens.

Uh-uh, not you

starting the morning
with maximum shade.

We promised that we would
talk every other day.

Why is this the first time

that you are
answering this week?

Well, you know how it
gets during the season,

and after last week's game,

I've been putting in overtime.

I've never lost that bad before.

I'm not gonna make it a habit.

And you won't, baby,

but you are working on
your footwork, right?

Wait. What are you
getting at, Ma?

I could see that
your rhythm was off

from the recap
that I saw online,

so if I could see it all
the way from Oakland,

you know defenses can see it.

Well, maybe if you were here

instead of all the
way in Oakland,

could have told
me that yourself,

but for the first time ever,

you missed my game.

I... Baby, I just...

I'm gonna be late for school,

so, uh, can we talk
about this later?

Yeah. We'll talk later.

Love you.

Mm.

Did my sweet husband
wake up early

and make us blueberry...

candle?

Hey, did you stay up all night?

What are you talking
about, all right?

It is not even mor...

Ha ha! Time flies
whenever you're on a case.

Please don't tell
me you're going

all "Jordan Baker Mystery"

with this whole

"Coach Bobby,
secret uncle" thing.

Are you stalking the
man's socials, Jordan?

No. I'm not stalking.
No, no, no, not stalking.

This is research. Look, Layla.

I just wish that you
would have seen the way

GW reacted when I showed
him that baby photo, OK?

The man said it himself.

Grandma Mary had a
son before my dad

was even in the picture,
before GW was in the picture,

and she gave that
son up for adoption.

But Coach Bobby being that baby

is a bit of a stretch.

No. You saw how he
overreacted to me

saving the game by
putting in Khalil.

It was very familial.

You put in Khalil
after Coach Bobby

told you not to, so do you think

maybe that had something to do

with his overreacting,
maybe just a tad?

I think that my
detective instincts say

that there's
something deeper here.

Mm. I hate to break
it to you, babe,

but your, um,
detective instincts

have been known to
be, well, um, bad.

OK. Girl, they are
legendary, don't...

Need I remind you
about the whole

"Spencer's my brother"
fiasco in high school?

You weren't even
there, first of all,

and, second of all, I am older,

and I am wiser now.

Plus, Olivia is helping.

She is looking
into the adoption.

Hey, hey, real quick, though,

there is a mission for you

should you choose to accept it.

And if I don't,

will you self-destruct
in 5 seconds?

This'll be our first
case as a married couple.

We are a detective
team now, right,

like the, um... um... uh...

Yeah. You can't
think of a married

detective team, can you?

We could be the first.
We will be the first, OK?

I just need you
for one afternoon.

Plus, the sooner we
solve this mystery,

the sooner you
never have to hear

about any of this ever again.

Deal, but you are gonna

make us blueberry pancakes...

Uh-huh.

like, right now,
because the candle

touched on a craving, so just...

- Mm-hmm.
- OK.

Good morning.

[Sniffles]

Tre Wright: ♪ Bet it all on me,
bet it, bet it, bet it say ♪

♪ Bet it, bet it, bet it ♪

♪ Bet it all on me, bet
it, bet it, bet it say ♪

♪ Bet it, bet it, bet it ♪

♪ Bet it all on me ♪

♪ Me, me, me, me, me, me ♪

♪ Bet it all on me ♪

Hey, you were dropping dimes

at practice today, KJ...

Appreciate you, Coach.

Really stepping into
that leadership role.

I'm proud of you.

What we got going on here?

This ain't one of my formations.

Grayson: I would
check this out, Coach.

- KJ's got something.
- Yeah?

After the way we took
that L last week,

you know, I figured our offense

could use a little juice...

OK.

so I pulled up some
old Beverly game tape,

and I found some dope stuff.

This here is a play
that Jordan Baker

ran a couple years ago.

- Basically, it's like...
- Take it down.

We ain't using it.

Whoa, just like that, Coach?

I mean, you didn't even
let me run through it.

I asked you to be a leader,

not tell me how to do my job.

- What?
- Take it down.

Heh.

Your name looks
good up there, huh?

Yeah. It does.

Bobby: You earned it.

Been busting your butt all week.

Keep it up, and we'll
see about getting you

some playing time this season...

Yes, sir.

And if the time
comes, I'll be the one

making the call,
not Coach Baker.

Right.

So are you feeling good
about our upcoming game?

I am.

I'd feel even better
if I knew my position.

We're still trying to
figure out what's best.

I mean, you're smart.
You're athletic.

The ball flies out of your
hands whenever you sling it,

and I'm loving your grit, too.

Coach, what do you
think is my best fit,

offense or defense?

- Maybe both.
- Like the sound of that.

I could be Justin Jefferson
and Myles Garrett?

All right. Let's just focus

on getting you some
playing time first,

you know, because nothing's
gonna move forward

till you get a solid
handle on both playbooks,

which I know is asking a lot.

No. Look. I'm already
on it, Coach. Yeah.

I thought I'd
start studying both

since I didn't
know where I land.

OK, impressive.

Yeah. You don't
ever have to worry

about me being ready.

I'm your man.

My man, all right.

All right. Be great today.

All right, Coach.
Appreciate you.

Hey, uh, you got a minute?

Look, um, I meant no
disrespect earlier.

No. I get it,
should've ran the play

by you before showing the team.

Yeah.

Yeah, and that's my bad.

Won't happen again.

Good.

OK.

Am I missing something?

Clearly I am if you digging

through Beverly's
dumpsters for plays.

Man, all my life, you told me

the most important growth
a team goes through

is after a loss.

That's all I'm doing.

I didn't ask you to add
wrinkles to my playbook.

But you're always
adding wrinkles,

and lots of those
suggestions come from me,

so what's the difference now?

Is this really about
me adding plays,

or is this about
whose plays I added?

I got boosters
brushing me off, OK,

talking about, "Just have fun,"

like they don't
think we can win.

How's it gonna look if
they see me using plays

from a QB coach
at a rival school?

These are old Beverly plays,

not old Crenshaw plays.

That's enough!

Clearly, you don't have
faith in the legacy

that we're trying to build here,

but just remember that
stitching on your jersey

reads, "Number 10,"
not number one.

And as long as I'm head coach,

we gonna run my plays,
not the Bakers'.

And that is exactly
why I'm glad my dad

has nothing to do with football.

Man, now's not a
good time, Grayson.

I mean, if you want
to talk about it,

I got a free period next.

Ain't nothing to talk about.

I know I'm right, and
he would've seen that

had he let me finish
showing him Jordan's play.

Man, how do you show
your dad he's wrong

without him going HAM?

That's funny. I don't.
He's never wrong.

He's legit a rocket
scientist over at JPL.

My mom doesn't even know

what he's talking
about half the time.

Yo, I got to make a call.

Hey, thanks for the advice, bro.

All right, bro.

[Click click]

[Phone line rings]

[Ring]

Come on, Ma. Answer.

Ava, on phone: Hi.
This is Ava Jeremy.

Please leave a message.

Breonna, on tablet: The morning
of my first-ever torts class

as a professor, I was
petrified, but in all my prep,

I had failed to answer
one simple question...

how the hell does a person
make legal torts fun to learn?

[Laughs]

Come on.

[Click]

[Sighs]

Y... yo, it's you.
Wait. You're you.

I'm sorry. You
know who you are.

Elle Grant. Pleasure.

You're Coop, right?

Hold up. You...
you know my music?

I do. I'm friends
with Olivia Baker.

She put me on to it,
and I love your stuff.

Your producer Layla,
she's a tastemaker.

That's sort of why I'm here.

Is she around?

Um, wait.

You're... you're
getting back into music?

Oh, no, not exactly.

Getting canceled was
sort of a blessing.

I don't really need to
be back in the spotlight.

I kind of like the shadows.

Well, real talk, I
was one of your fans

who was shocked
by your comments,

but, I mean, you owned up

to your words, and
that took guts,

and maybe it is time for you

to step out of the shadows.

I'm happier now.

What I see now as
an actual adult

is that I was too
young to be tweeting

my stupid, uninformed thoughts

about life and death.

I'll never stop
saying I'm sorry.

It's been over a decade.

I think you did your time.

Oh, speaking of, here is

the lovely tastemaker
you came to see.

Elle, hey, um, what
are you doing here?

A multi-platinum-
selling pop star

walks into your lounge,

this is how you greet her?

No. I get it.

I should have made
an appointment.

- Mm-hmm.
- I've sent emails.

I've been busy, but, um,

you're here now, so...

Hey, I was just
telling Elle that,

you know, maybe it's
time for her to step

out of the shadows and
back into the spotlight.

Actually, I'm not interested
in performing again,

but songwriting,

that's just something that's
really stayed with me.

It's kind of like my therapy.

Liv thought that
some of my songs

might be good for your artists,

and so I brought them with me.

I thought maybe we could
sit down and discuss...

Um, sorry. I'm
actually not working

with any new songwriters
at the moment,

but thank you for stopping by.

Marqui: Spencer James, Jr.

What it is, baby boy?

Pops, what you doing here?

I had to come see for myself.

You back in the gridiron, man.

Why you ain't say nothing?

Yeah. I wanted to
tell you in person,

but, uh, I ain't
seen you in a while.

Come on, man.

You know I had back-to-back
jobs out of town.

Grind don't stop.

What you think, lights and Wi-Fi

just pay for themself?

No, sir.

I'm just playing with you, man,

plus that block
you had last week,

I'm on, like, $350, so
I really can't complain.

Jordan: Khalil, I
thought you might want

the updated playbooks.

- Oh, you must be the coach.
- Yeah. Hi.

Coach J.B. Nice to meet you.

- I know all about you, bro.
- Yeah?

Your pops was one of one.

I've heard about you, as well.

- You're Marqui, right?
- Yeah.

Yeah, yeah. It's great
to finally meet you.

So you're the one
that got my boy

back in the game again, man.

You clearly have
an eye for talent.

Something you should know

about this guy
right here, though.

- Huh?
- Gotta keep a eye on him.

Lil' homie has a habit of
not finishing what he starts.

Come on, Pop. Don't
do me like that.

Am I lying?

Actually, Marqui,
Khalil has been

100% committed since
he joined the team,

not only on the field, but
also here in the classroom.

All of his teachers have
said that they've seen

a huge improvement.

It's almost like it's
a brand-new Khalil.

Well, if you don't mind,

me and this brand-new Khalil

finna go out and celebrate.

Well, he's actually just got

one more period here at school.

But you can write him
a note, can't you?

Ha ha ha! Um...

My man. I appreciate
you, Coach.

Let's go.

All right, then, playboy.

I'mma catch you.

[Sighs]

Hey, still on for dinner
and a movie tomorrow?

Yeah, sure.

Um, so what was up with
you and Elle earlier?

What do you mean?

I mean, superstar talent
walks into your lounge,

and you can't give
her 5 minutes?

OK. Talent aside,
her showing up here

unannounced was unprofessional,

so add today to her long list

of poor career choices.

Is this about the post she made

when she was 18?

I mean, the girl
couldn't rent a car,

and she's outcast forever

because of some things she said?

Coop, belittling people
with mental illnesses

aren't just things someone says.

That's who she is.

No. That's who she was,

and you would have heard
that had you let her talk.

She came to see you.

No. She came here because

no other label will touch her.

Or she thought that you

were the right person to help.

Coop, are you forgetting

that my mom suffered
from depression,

that I suffer from depression?

Protecting my
peace also includes

not interacting
with people who mock

the thing that almost killed me

and likely took my mom from me,

no matter how big
a fan I used to be.

[Exhales]

[Punching continues]

[Punching continues]

[Phone line rings]

[Ringtone playing]

Mom? What are you doing here?

Ha ha ha!

You were right.

I wasn't here for
you, but I am now.

[Chicago blues music playing]

Coach Bobby.

Another tough day in
the books. Am I right?

Um... sure.

And can you believe this
weather that we're having?

I mean, it is fall, and
it is 90 degrees outside.

Let me tell you what.

I do not miss two-a-days
in times like these.

Did you ever have to deal
with crazy heat like this

wherever it was
that you grew up,

you know, before you moved
to play football in Dorsey?

Ain't you supposed
to be prepping

to scout a game at Beverly?

- Right.
- Mm-hmm.

[Coughs]

- Layla, hi.
- Hey.

What are you doing here? This
is my... my lovely wife. Hi.

- Hey.
- Hey, hubby.

- Mm-hmm?
- Um, I was, um...

I was just out with a friend

at Slauson Sliders, and
they gave us an extra.

That is so sweet.

I'm all good here
with my green juice,

but, Coach Bobby, would you care

for a tasty, delicious burger?

I do love Slauson Sliders.

Um, if I take it,
will you disappear?

Ah, ha ha!

- Mm-hmm.
- No.

Thank you.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Oh, my wife does not allow me

to eat burgers anymore, so...

This wife, I'm sure you guys
have a lovely origin story.

Where might she be from?

Place where they love
to tell their husbands

what they can and can't eat.

Ha!

Wait. Hold on.

Um, this is Clyde
"Three Finger" Keys.

My dad worked on his
latest blues compilation.

He's one of the greats.

Your dad worked
with Three Finger?

Mm-hmm.

I've been listening to
him since I was a kid.

Oh, me, too. Yeah.

I don't know if it's
because of my dad,

but his music always
felt like home.

You are speaking
my language. Look.

As a kid, I moved around a lot.

Whenever we would
get to a new place,

I would take out
one of his albums,

play it, I was
home. Heh heh heh.

Home.

Whenever you say you moved
around a lot as a kid,

from where to where,
exactly, did you...

Around. Is he always
this questioning?

You know, don't worry about us.

You really should enjoy
your burger in peace...

- What?
- Smart woman.

I will do that.

And I will talk to my dad

about getting concert tickets

next time Three
Finger is on tour.

Ha ha ha! I like her.

- Mm-hmm.
- Ha ha!

Do you see?

Jordan, you are so not subtle.

OK, but, I mean, you saw the way

he was hiding his
personal life, right,

and the way he spoke to me,

like an uncle to a nephew.

Or like an annoyed boss
to a nosy employee.

No. Honestly, this
needs to stop.

But you did hear how he said

he moved around a
lot as a kid, right?

That is a clue, babe.

No, no, no. There
are no clues.

You are in too deep.

If your mystery
uncle was out there

and he wanted to find you,

don't you think
he'd come looking?

Mind passing the salt?

Thank you.

Cassius: [Sighs]

OK. Food down now.

I did not fly to L.A.
so that I could hear

the folks around me
having a good time.

Now, I hate to get all debate
teacher with my own family,

but y'all are
giving me no choice.

- We're doing family discourse?
- It's family discourse time.

Well, don't sound too excited.

Remember, we are
a family who talks

and uses our words.

Who's gonna start?

Cassius, state the issue here.

Why aren't you and KJ talking?

Fine. He was teaching the team

new plays behind my back.

Yo, are you serious right now?

KJ, you will have your turn.

No. Let him have it.

The floor is yours, baby.

After practice, I suggested

a new play for our offense

because all week,
Dad's been preaching

about how we need
to work better,

be in sync.

Well, that was me being in sync,

but I barely got a word in

before he dismissed my play

and then put me on blast

in front of the whole team.

Cassius: My plays have
won us championships...

that's plural... in
Oakland, all right?

You said it last week...
this isn't Oakland,

because if it were,
we'd be having

family discourse at home and not

at some mid restaurant
in Beverly Hills.

I'm... I'm sorry, Mom.

You know what?

I'm just gonna go
out and get some air.

[Exhales]

What?

You want to tell me
what's really going on?

Now, I know you get
punchy after a loss,

but you usually shake it
off after the next game,

and you definitely don't
take it out on your QB,

who also happens to be your son.

Look. It's nothing, all right?

I will make things
right with KJ. We good.

Cassius, I'm worried about you.

What, a brother
can't have a bad day?

- Got it.
- Um...

Thank you for the
reminder as to why

this, us, isn't working anymore.

[Exhales]

- Ha ha ha! All right. Cool.
- All right.

Hey, what's up, bro?

You got a problem with us
being here or something?

Come on, bro.
Today's not the day.

Marqui: Hey, he asked
you a question, homie.

Cassius: Is there a problem?

No, sir. We good.

I guess the kids know
each other from school.

Eh, they was your opps?

Nah.

All right.

I guess you really
are a new Khalil

if you're trying to eat

at this avocado-toast-
looking place.

Thank you.

[Scoffs]

I mean, if you not feeling it,

we can go somewhere else.

Nah, man. If you're
trying to be here,

I'm trying to be here, too.

Just maybe don't order

on this side of the menu.

[Both laugh]

Olivier Bibeau: ♪ Don't
try to keep it up ♪

♪ I won't even waste a minute ♪

♪ We wanna live it up ♪

♪ Just tryin' to
get lost in it... ♪

But, you know,
that's what they get.

Craig's Liquor is our spot.

The Bloods know better

than to roll up on us like that.

We had to pack 'em out.

Yo, I know what's coming next.

They gonna double back on us,

so we got to be ready.

Right.

Is there something
in your backpack

I should be worried about?

Nah. It's just my playbooks.

I really got to lock
in on both of them.

I ain't trying to let Coach
J.B. and the team down.

But letting down your pops,

it's all good, right?

I'm just under a lot of pressure

to earn my spot and
get on the field.

Boy, you want to
talk about pressure?

Try being a single father at 16

trying to raise your ass.

Look.

It's dope that you
found football and all,

but kicking it with your old man

is pretty damn dope, too.

Real talk, it's been a long time

since you and me did
something cool, man.

How about this?

Just for tonight,

I want some real
time with my boy.

I ain't gonna have you
doing nothing crazy,

just enough to
relieve some stress.

After that, I promise you,

I'll get you back to the crib

so you can study.

Is you down or what?

[Bell rings]

[Door opens]

Uhh!

Hey, you want to tell me

what the hell's
happening out there?

You do not walk out on practice.

I just need a second, Coach.

Bad practice.
Won't happen again.

Save it, OK? I've
had bad practices.

I know what they look like.

But what I just saw was someone

who didn't know what the
hell they were doing,

which is impossible,
because you promised me

that you would study
the updated playbooks.

I believe your words to
me were "I'm your man,"

so why don't you
tell me what the hell

is really happening, Khalil?

If this is about your dad...

Look, I said it's
a bad practice.

Why don't you get
off my damn back?

[Door closes]

Announcer: Looking for their
first win of the season,

our Beverly Eagles
take the field

against division rival the
North View Park Panthers.

Man: ♪ Why they take
so much from me? ♪

[Shouts]

Set, hut.

Man: ♪ I can't take
that for granted ♪

♪ This my Flagship,
know that it's planted ♪

Uh!

[Whistle blows]

Throw the damn ball!

Announcer: With all
the time in the world,

Beverly QB Kingston Jeremy
still can't get rid of the ball,

and he pays for
it with the sack.

Set, hut.

Man: ♪ They want
to see me fall ♪

♪ Don't underestimate
my power ♪

♪ Know that I can brawl ♪

♪ Done, done ♪

Kingston, he was wide open.

Focus.

Announcer: Kingston
and his receivers

haven't been on the
same page all night.

The mistakes continue
to pile on for Beverly

as they're down 7-0 at the
end of the first quarter.

Jordan's got me on
a detective kick,

so I'm thinking either
"Sherlock Holmes" or "Batman."

[Doorbell rings]

Oh, that must be the food.

I'll grab it. Don't worry.

Oh, thanks.

Mm. Can you ask if they
have extra napkins?

I don't want to make a...

mess.

Wow. First my club
and now my house.

This is wildly inappropriate.

- You didn't tell her?
- Tell me what?

I invited Elle.

I just thought it'd be dope
for us to grab a meal together

and get to know
each other for real.

I'm actually pretty tired,

but you two enjoy.

Uh, wait.

I'm sorry for apparently

ambushing you in your home

and for my hurtful comments

I made when I was 18.

I'm guessing that's
the issue, right?

When I said that depression

was just a made-up thing

that people use
to make themselves

the center of attention,

I was stupid and uninformed.

You also said that
all sad people

should be rounded up because

they're bumming out
all the happy people.

No. That was just
me being an ass.

I was in pain and faking it.

I have struggled with
both my mental health

and my sobriety, and I wouldn't

wish those days
on my worst enemy.

Anyway, you should
stay, and I'll go,

and, again, I'm sorry.

Announcer: It's the closing
seconds of the first half.

Down 14-0, Beverly finds itself

in the red zone for the
first time all night.

Whoo!

KJ: Red 37. Red 37.

Set, hut.

Announcer: Kingston's got
Grayson in the end zone.

He lets it fly.

[Whistle blows]

He's intercepted. The
Panthers kneel it...

Get your head out of your ass.

Announcer: And that's the
end of the first half.

Eagles down 14-0.

Marqui: Oh, man. Ha ha ha!

Big high-school football fans?

Just saying, you're a long way

from Crenshaw.

- What it is, Coach?
- Hey.

You know, ever since
you got my boy out here,

got a lot more investment
in these games.

Yeah. Ha ha ha! Have
you seen Khalil?

He had a bad practice
and stormed out.

I tried to tell you he
had commitment issues.

Mm-hmm. I just get the sense

that he was out late last night,

but you wouldn't know anything

about that, would you?

You got something
on your mind, Coach?

No. No. I don't want
any beef, Marqui.

I just want what's
best for Khalil.

What's best for my son

is to be next to me.

I raised him.

I know what he needs, and I know

what this world
ain't gonna give him.

So how about you stop
filling his head with BS

and worry about your damn self?

[Exhales]

I know. I know.

My footwork is all wrong,

and the game, it's
just not slowing down.

I can't even...

Do you remember your
first football game?

You were 8.

Head coach had you
playing offensive line.

At halftime, you came
up to me screaming,

"I want the ball.
I want the ball."

Do you remember what I said?

Um, "Show Coach that
you deserve it."

And the next play,
you stole the ball

from your own quarterback,

and you threw it down the field.

Didn't I overthrow all
my receivers by a mile?

But you showed the head
coach what you could do,

and the next week,
you were starting QB.

Be that kid again.

Trust your instincts.

You know this game.

You feel me?

I feel you.

Hey, pick your heads up.

Game's not over,
so we ain't over.

Come on. Bring
it in. Huddle up.

Hey, Coach, can I say
something to the team?

It's your team.

All right. Listen up, guys.

Forget about that first half.

We have 30 minutes,
30 minutes to play

the best football we've
ever played in our lives,

all right, so let's go out
there and prove to them

what we already know about
ourselves, all right?

Let's tap into the Eagles
who came before us.

Let's do it. Come on.

Let's make them
proud, all right?

Let's do it. Bring it in.

Let's go.

"Eagles" on 3. 1, 2, 3.

All: Eagles!

Announcer: The Eagles start
the second half with the ball.

It looks like we've
had a jersey swap.

Kingston Jeremy has
changed numbers mid-game,

now donning Jordan
Baker's iconic number 1.

Woman: ♪ I'm numero uno ♪

Announcer: Kingston delivers
a beauty to Grayson.

Beverly finds itself
in enemy territory.

Woman: ♪ So you let
'em know, yeah ♪

Announcer: Kingston
has plenty of time.

He's got a receiver with
separation at the corner.

Yeah, baby. Yes.

Announcer: Touchdown, Beverly.

[Cheering]

[Sighs]

OK. How am I getting
the silent treatment

when you're the one that thought

inviting Elle here
was a good idea?

She's been going through
her own hell and back.

What more does the
girl need to do?

I don't wish her ill.

I just don't want
to deal with her.

Look.

Do you remember how
hard it was for you

when you went to rehab
for your depression?

Or how freeing it was
once you forgave Carrie?

You were shoving
us all to the side,

but once you were able to let go

of the pain she caused,
you went on your own

apology tour, and
we forgave you.

Before she left,
Elle handed me this.

Maybe that atonement
you're looking for

is somewhere in those songs.

It's late.

I needed a quiet place.

Coach, I... I'm sorry about
what happened earlier.

Does you being here mean

that you're suiting up tomorrow?

Khalil, if I can't
count on you...

I want to play, Coach, for real.

Just be feeling like
no matter what I do,

I'ma let somebody down...

the team, my pops, you.

This ain't easy for me.

Then let's make it easy.

Where is this
hesitation coming from?

Is it coming from you,

or is it coming from your pops?

I know he come off strong.

My pops been in my
corner since day one,

the only solid thing I got,

but then I joined
y'all, and I'm getting

this glimpse into another world,

one that just ain't my
pops in the streets.

Football, it means
something to me.

I just don't know what to do.

I know a thing or two

about complicated
relationships with dads.

You know, for the
longest time, I...

I never really knew where
I stood with my dad.

I felt like I could do
no good in his eyes,

and even when I did,

it wasn't enough.

The point is, you
can talk to me.

I will understand.

You don't know my dad.

It's different, I promise you.

I'm starting to see that.

I had a run-in
with him earlier...

but he is not the
only solid thing

in your life anymore.

You have a village,

and they are not going anywhere.

I am not going anywhere.

So what do you say we
hit the locker room

and grab some snacks

and we dive into
this playbook, OK?

[Sniffles]

OK. Timeout, timeout.

[Whistle blows]

Y'all bring it in.

All right. We got one
shot, no timeouts left.

Spider-Two-Y-Banana. Go on.

Hey, their defense has blown up

that play both times tonight.

We got them on their heels.

They ain't gonna see
it coming this time.

- Coach, I need you to...
- Just run the damn play, KJ.

Aah!

Man: ♪ This is for culture ♪

♪ A vulture is my opp ♪

♪ You are my target ♪

♪ And this is a face shot ♪

♪ Bull's-eye with
my lion heart ♪

♪ I'm cold-blooded ♪

Kill, kill. Check
Eagle, check Eagle.

He just changed my play.

KJ: Ready, set, go.

[Crowd cheering]

Man: ♪ War lord ♪

♪ No retreat, I want more ♪

Ava: Yes! Announcer:
Touchdown, Beverly...

Yeah!

Announcer: and the
Eagles win their

first home game of the season

in dramatic fashion.

Yes!

Man: ♪ War lord no
retreat, no surrender ♪

♪ I want it all, I want more ♪

♪ I won't stop,
like world war ♪

Yes.

Marqui: Khalil.

Boy, is your phone off?

I've been blowing you up
for the past hour, man.

Come on. It's time to go.

For what?

The Bloods hit back
after the beatdown

we gave them at Craig's Liquor,

and they shot two of the homies,

and I know where they at.

Come on. It's time to slide.

Hey, Khalil, you ain't
just hear what I said?

I can't go with you, Pop.

You can't or you won't?

Look at me, boy.

This is more important
than some game.

This is life.

It's our responsibility.

Now come on. Let's go.

Yo, just because it's
your responsibility

don't make it mine.

You keep saying I'm the
one that leaves things,

but here I am telling
you I want to stay,

and you trying to
drag me to some beef

that can get us both locked up

or, worse, killed?

It ain't me who quits.

It's you that keeps
pulling me away.

Not today.

- You OK?
- Oh, yeah. I'm straight.

My pops was just leaving.

Have a good evening, son.

I'mma catch you, Coach.

[Click click click]

[Knocks on door]

Ava. Come on in.

Uh, whiskey with
a splash of water?

Thanks.

Congrats on the win.

Saw KJ afterward.
He was electric.

I bet he was.

Is he here?

He's out with his team

doing whatever young
star athletes do.

The two of you didn't
celebrate afterward.

I've never seen
that. I'm worried.

What, about KJ?

About the both of you.

Don't do that.

I still care about
you. You know that.

Well, he disobeyed
my play-calling,

and he was reckless.

I get to be mad about that.

Tonight he was lucky.

Another time, it
could've been...

"Lucky"? KJ did what
he was supposed to do.

He read the defense,
made adjustments,

and won the game.

Isn't that what matters?

What matters is us
winning the game

together our way,
not... not their way.

Cassius, talk to me.

What is going on?

Look. Moving to L.A.,
our separation...

I don't know...
it just feels like

everything I'm
doing is in service

of someone else's needs.

I'm not saying that
to cast blame, OK?

I'm just saying how I feel.

The Eagles, coaching that team,

it is the only thing
I have that's mine.

And KJ using the Bakers'
plays threatened that...

except that it doesn't,

because you're still
the head coach.

You're still the
one who's inspiring

those boys to dig deep
and lead their team.

It all comes back to you.

[Applause]

- Layla...
- Hey.

- Thanks for reaching out...
- Mm-hmm.

And, again, I'm so
sorry about earlier.

Stop. Um, I should
be apologizing.

Coop gave me your songs.

Um, your lyrics
are truly moving.

You have no idea how
wonderful that is to hear.

You know, depression
has been a big thing

in my family that I
won't get into right now,

but suffice to say,

I was a little triggered today,

but you're allowed
to make mistakes

and grow and learn from them,

and that is clearly
what you've done,

and, um, I'm sorry

that I... I threw it
back in your face.

Everyone deserves
a second chance,

so, um, Layla Keating Baker...

music producer.

It's nice to meet you.

Elle Grant... lyricist.
It's great to meet you.

[Both laugh]

[Cell phone vibrates]

[Clears throat]

[Boop boop]

[Boop]

[Door opens]

[Boop]

[Door closes]

Hey, you.

Still working on
your scouting report?

Uh, hey. Actually,
something just came up.

Olivia just texted
me about our uncle.

Jordan, this still?

His adoption fell through,

and Grandma Mary had no idea.

He was in the foster
care system for years,

which means he probably
moved around a lot as a kid.

Does that sound like
somebody that we know?

You are making wild assumptions.

I can prove this one, OK?

Liv sent me an address to
a foster care facility.

Would you be a dear and
head up there with me

in a couple days after our game?

- Absolutely not.
- It's near Napa.

- I'll pack my overnight bag now.
- Mm-hmm.

Mm...

I'm home.

I'm tired.

I'm just gonna
shower, head to...

Hold up, hold up.

Uh, what's this?

Uh... you were right
for calling me out.

I was being...

Stubborn, hardheaded, strict.

Watch it, all right?

I'm trying to apologize here.

[Exhales]

You have become a leader.

I am proud of you for that.

I'm sorry I didn't
recognize it sooner.

I thought that
maybe we could watch

these game tapes and
see if the Baker legacy

can give our offense
a little boost.

What do you think?

Yeah, and, just to be clear,

it's the Jeremy legacy we're
building on that field.

All right.

It doesn't matter whose
plays we pull from.

It's you and me
together, man, always.

All right, man. Come on.

Let's see what they
got for us, huh?

Man: Greg, move your head!