All language subtitles for The Chi s02e07_Enlih

[Brandon]
Previously on The Chi...

[Kevin] Who you out with
this late anyways?

[Kiesha] I got you something.

Oh, shit.

[Kiesha] I got Emmett
to get them for you.

That's who you was with?

Who else?

I'm from Family C Realty Group.

There is affordable senior
living in the area

that is well within
Miss Davis' price point.

Can you describe
who attacked you?

He said he was a homeless vet.

Get rid of everything
inside and out.

What about the car?

[man] Anything you like,
you can keep.

♪ hip-hop music plays ♪

[Jada] Your father lived
in this house?

Across the street from you?

My grandma told me who
he was when I was a boy.

[Ronnie] We never spoke
about it after that.

You're the one that told me
the kid was standing

over Jason's body.

I looked out for you,
your family.

And this is what you do to me?

[blow lands]

[Cruz] That was a fucking
kid out there.

None of this is personal,
Detective,

but it seems personal to you.

Why is that?

Perhaps this motivated
individual needs a fish

for her efforts.

It would be an honor
to help you out.

How does ten grand sound?

[Brandon] Thank you.

This is gonna be the best
investment you ever made.

We got the fish.

[car door dinging]

I got a cell phone
on the passenger's seat.

No gun.

- [Moreno] Look in the back.
- I did.

Check again.

Under the fucking seats
between the cushions.

What's wrong with y'all?

[Cruz] Fuck.

Nothing.

[heavy breathing]

Jesus Christ.

Like we got targets
on our back out here!

[man] We can't answer
any questions.

This is an ongoing
investigation.

There's no gun.

There's just a cell phone.

No, no.

I saw it.
He had a fucking gun.

♪ dramatic music ♪

[sirens blaring]

You gotta look again.

There's no gun, Moreno.

I know what I saw.

He could have killed us both.

♪♪♪

What do you mean?
You got no business here.

You hear me?

[all speaking at once]

♪♪♪

The lieutenant's here.
Just sit tight.

♪♪♪

[Lieutenant] What did you find
in the vehicle?

We went through it with a
fine-toothed comb, Lieutenant.

Nothing.

♪♪♪

All right, I'm gonna need
you to babysit him.

Take him back to the precinct.

[Lieutenant] You don't let him
out of your sight.

[Cruz] Yes, sir.

♪♪♪

[man] We'll open it up
when we can!

[all speaking at once]

[man] Everybody just stay calm.

♪♪♪

Detective, you okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, who is she?

Lauren Reddick.

Resides on Belmont,
North Side.

[uni] She definitely crossed
a few zip codes to get here.

[indistinct radio chatter]

[uni] There's been a rash
of car jackings in the area.

We found her
here nonresponsive.

Checked vitals.

Old man walking his dog
this morning saw the body

and made the call.

[uni] Knocked on some doors.

Nobody saw
or heard anything.

[uni] What you got?

I want everything in this car--
big and small--

booked into evidence.
Including these.

Why?

Are you thinking
about retiring?

Old lady got beat up pretty bad
a few weeks ago

not far from here.
Home invasion.

I think this may be connected.

♪ hip-hop music ♪

♪♪♪

Well, we're on some type
of vehicle and I smell food,

so how much of a surprise
is this gonna be?

Can you just play along, J?

Okay, now.

[Brandon] Awesome, right?

Yeah.
What is it?

This.

Your stove?

[Brandon] This isn't
just a stove.

This is a state of the art
heating and cooling

convection appliance.

This thing is worth practically
more than my truck.

Diddy probably has one
of these in his house.

Great, babe.

Diddy's stove.

I mean, what else does it do
besides cook food?

Really, J?

How much was the prize
for third place

at the After Taste, again?

It was just 1,000 bucks, but
that went on my student loans.

I got this from
the money I got...

I--I got this with the money
I got from the investor.

What?
An investor?

That's awesome, Brandon.

See, I told you as soon as your
name got out there a little,

great things would happen.

Who's the investor?

It's Otis Perry.

The pizza guy.

You're telling me there was no
one else out there you could

go into business
with besides him?

I'm telling you Otis Perry
believes in what I'm doing.

And he's legit.

Some folks you know might
not fuck with him,

but a lot of people do.

You know what?

If Otis Perry believes
in my man,

then I guess I can
believe in Otis Perry.

Good.
I'm happy.

But, um, don't mention it
tonight at dinner

with my parents.

They say they've got something
big to talk to me about.

So talk about your awesome
Diddy stove instead.

Ugh, late for work.
I gotta go.

You're being real fucking shady
about my stove, J.

[kisses]
Bye.

Who had a baby?

Ronnie say it's
for his grandbaby.

That Shanté's little girl?

I don't even know
what he's talking about.

I'm about to give it all
to the Goodwill.

Cluttering up my living room.

[Ethel] Where's my remote?
Time for my "Judge Mathis."

Hey, is that Ronnie out there?

[Ethel] Yeah, that's him.

Been out there with that car
from over at that damn house.

Needed to leave
it alone.

Now he act like he hardly
got time to speak.

Are you two okay?

I don't know what
his problem is.

He can stay out there with that
car all day if he want to.

- Don't make me no never mind.
- [TV clicks on]

[woman on TV] He at
the strip club all the time.

Well, maybe you should ask him
what's going on.

[woman on TV]
I don't want to hear that.

[Jada] Maybe something wrong.

Child, can't you see
the judge is talking?

[women arguing]

[man] It's because you want
your mama and your cousin.

Dog, on the real,
I've seen her more excited

to watch a cat fighting
a banana on YouTube.

She could at least
play the shit off.

I mean, my stove is expensive.

[laughs]

You messed up, bro.

You don't surprise a girl
with something expensive

unless it's for her.

She probably thought you was
gonna buy her a ring.

A ring?

You mean like
an engagement ring?

No, a wrestling ring.

Yeah.
Do you know her birthstone?

Emerald.

Right, girls tell you that shit
thinking you're gonna buy them

a ring with their
birthstone in it.

But you're busy buying stoves.

[laughs]

That's how women are, bro.

Y'all think y'all on the same
page then they come

at you sideways with some
bullshit like getting married.

It ain't really sideways 'cause
we talked about marriage.

But it's been a minute.

Anyways, why am I
listening to you,

the man with 18 baby mommas?

[clicks tongue]

Look.
what you think about these?

[Brandon] I thought you sold
most of your collection.

These ain't for me.

They for Kiesha,
thank you very much.

I've been hitting her up
for the past week.

She ain't called me, text me,
send me a pigeon, or nothing.

She runs track so I was
thinking about surprising her

with these Marion Jones spikes
from back in the day.

That's her favorite
track star.

But why you sweating her,
though?

Don't she got a man?

♪ Feel it everywhere... ♪

I mean, even when we booed up,

there's still
the fuck buddy code.

What's the fuck buddy code?

Easy.
Two rules.

Unless married or engaged,
we always smash.

Just no catching feelings
and shit.

Mmm.

But you buying the other dude's
chick shoes because

she not calling you back.

♪ Girl... ♪

Do your thing, playboy.
You don't sound jealous at all.

♪ Girl ♪

I heard about what happened
with the stash house raid,

so I thought I should
remind you that with

the black community, things
are on edge as it relates

to police brutality.

You push too hard,
you go too far,

then you've got
another Ferguson.

I'm very much aware
of the climate

in the community, Sergeant.

It was a mistake.
I'll be more careful next time.

I'm not looking
in the mirror right now,

but I'm not not looking
in the mirror, either.

You catch my drift, detective?

I know we sit behind this desk.
I work these streets too.

Good, so you heard about the
66 shootings in one weekend.

The 53 shootings
the following weekend?

Or how about
the three-year-old

shot by a stray bullet
while watching cartoons

in her living room?

You're asking me to adhere
to rules they'll never follow.

[Clemmons] That's right,
Detective.

We have rules.
They do not.

So whatever issues
you bring in with that badge,

work it out with a shrink.

Think whatever you want about
these boys out here gangbanging

but they're still
somebody's child.

[distant phone ringing]

[engine grinding]

Come on. Come on. Come on.

[grinding]

What year is it?

1985 Caprice.

Mmm.

[Ronnie] I've been making
a little change from working

at the community center.

If I can get
this thing running,

it'll be the smoothest ride
on the South Side.

[chuckles]

Isn't that what they said
about the L?

[laughs]

Thanks.

I didn't know you were handy.

Shit, I always like
fixing things.

I can hook up an I.V.
in my sleep.

But hand me a wrench...
[exhales sharply]

[laughs]
Yeah.

She can sense that you're upset
with her about something.

I'll deal with it.

Ronnie, you're gonna have
to talk to her eventually.

No, it won't do no good.

She taught me not
to talk about it,

so I didn't.

There's nothing else to say.

Sure there is.

Like, don't you have questions?

Like, why didn't
y'all ever move?

And did she ever go over there
and confront him for not even

saying hi to you when you live
right across the street?

Well, she can't answer for him.

She probably can't even
answer for herself.

What's she gonna tell me
that's gonna make it right?

Well, there's something else
I need to talk to you about.

I'm thinking about moving on.

I got a promising lead
with a group home.

Better pay,
benefits.

Well, when you signed up
to take care of my grandma,

I'm sure you weren't expecting
to deal with everything

that came with it.

I'm just glad I was
here for her.

Let me take you to dinner.

I mean, it's not much.

My way of saying thank you.

It's the least that I can do.

I got a better idea.

Why don't you come by my place
and put together my bookcase?

It's been laying around
a box since I moved here.

And I need someplace for all
my Oprah's Book Club books.

I can do that.

You asked me something
about a white girl

canvassing the area
around Miss Ethel's.

Yeah.

You got something?

I caught a homicide
off of 75th.

Vic is a white female
shot once in the head.

Realtor named Lauren Reddick.

She had a stack of these
in her trunk.

Same ones you got
from Miss Ethel's, right?

Yeah.

She came by saying that her
company--Family C Realty--

acquired the property.

They left eviction notices
and offered her a stipend

for moving expenses.

How thoughtful.

Steal your home from under you,
throw you a couple of bucks

for the U-Haul.

Another neighbor said a white
woman was going up and down

the block offering
people money to move.

Something about the realty
company and the white realtor

felt weird to me, so I
ran a check on the company.

It was legit.

Based in North Carolina.

Now with these showing up
again,

that's too coincidental.

If my homicide is connected
to your home invasion...

Guess that makes us partners.

So, what are they saying?

[Cruz] Lieutenant is on
his way back.

He wants us to talk
this through.

This is some fucked up shit,
man.

Damn.
His tags were expired.

I made these stops, what,
a thousand times?

I was just gonna give him
a warning, you know?

Look, I panicked.

It was an honest mistake.
I thought he--I just--

♪ dramatic music ♪

I just thought I saw a gun.

♪♪♪

Didn't you think that too?

♪♪♪

He fucking reached
for something.

I know I'm not crazy.

Seatbelt.

He reached for his seatbelt.

♪♪♪

It was still around his chest.

♪♪♪

speaking Spanish

♪♪♪

speaking Spanish

You remember that?

Yeah, I want us both to go home
to our families too.

But...

♪♪♪

We're partners, Armando.

We started at
the academy together.

If this situation was reversed,

there's no question
what I'd do.

♪♪♪

[Moreno] Look...

Two things you're
always gonna find

on these fucking--
speaking Spanish

Weed and guns,
and they'll blow our brains out

the second we get
caught slipping.

Come on, Moreno.
Don't go there, man.

This isn't you.

[Moreno] It's me now.

I'd rather be judged by 12
than carried by six.

[Moreno] Right?

♪♪♪

[R&B music plays over
speakers]

More vino, please.

Only if you don't call my man
a thug no more.

♪ No, no, no, no... ♪

Girl, I'm sorry.

You get one drink today,
bitch, not three.

I never get drunk at work,
Jerrika.

♪♪♪

Okay, so there was the one time
at the company cookout.

But Thomas was there
with his new chick.

Well, his new chick isn't
working this account,

so try to keep it together,
would you?

You're doing a great job
so far.

The tenants have been really
happy with the rates

they've been getting.

Mrs. Brown's been happy,
too, surprisingly.

Well, cheers to you
for hooking a girl up.

♪♪♪

I just wish I could give a hook
up to some of these people.

What people?

Take your pick.

They're from low income tenants
who can't find housing

elsewhere in the city.

They're being pushed out
my Mrs. Brown's

new condo property.

[Courtney] Damn.

This is intense.

I've been reading them all day.

All of them working
three, four jobs,

taking care of their kids.

But either the buildings
with low income residencies

are at capacity,
or the owners won't rent

to poor people at all.

[Courtney] Now, I don't even
know what to say, J.

There are even
high-rises on Lakeshore Drive

that set aside housing
for low income residents.

You think I didn't tell
Mrs. Brown that

a hundred fucking times?

Bitch is cold.

♪♪♪

♪ I think it's selected ♪

♪ Sometimes not for
lack of trusting ♪

♪ I know that every
little thing ♪

♪ And you could give me
some direction ♪

[Emmett] Yo, little man.
Wait up.

What you doing here?

I was just in the area.

Saw you walking home
from school.

What, I can't say what up
to Kiesha's little bro?

Yeah, I guess.

Bet.

I saw the ride you was driving
in the other day.

Shit went hard.

Oh, so you clowning my truck?

No, I'm talking
about the beamer.

The one you dropped Kiesha
off in the other night.

Right.

The beamer.

Them rims was fire, man.

The matte, it's all right,
but you can't touch the silver.

Probably cost you a grip.

Well, yeah.

I had to sell a lot of tacos
to get those.

Uh, what else you
like about it?

I like the tint, the color--

Wh--what color was it?

What?

I mean--
[scoffs]

'Cause sometimes the color be
a little different at night.

Oh, it looked black to me.

Right.
Black.

Look, little man,
that wasn't me.

She said it was.

I ride the L, bro.

Damn.

Then I don't know who it was.

She been acting
real funny lately.

Always missing curfew.

Damn, she never missed
curfew for me.

Uh, you think the guy picks
her up from school?

Why?

- Uh--
- Do not go over there.

Kiesha will kill me if she knew
I was talking to you

about her business.

Calm down.
I ain't going over there.

I'll catch you later, Emmett.

I gotta go.

All right, man.

[exhales sharply]

Beamer.

Her landlord will let us into
her apartment this afternoon.

I'll have the Evidence Techs
meet us there.

[Clemmons] Cruz, Toussaint.

This is Detective Eli Sawyer.

He's been detailed to us
from Area Three Homicide.

I want you to run point
on the Reddick homicide.

Detective Sawyer
here will be your second.

I'm pulling you off the case.

We'll connect later.

Text me those numbers.

Yep.

Sarge, what the hell?

Mm.

I just got off the phone
with IA.

They've ruled
on the Ronald Davis case.

It was a bad confession
and they've found you negligent

and in violation
of department policy.

They're recommending
a two week reassignment

to administrative duty,
and I've signed off on that.

So I'm riding a desk.

Great.

Does the reassignment have
to start right now?

Because this case--

It's effective immediately.

I've done shit for CIs
I shouldn't have.

Told them things
I shouldn't have.

You did something
with Ronnie Davis

that got you to this point.

Now, I don't know what it is,

but I suggest you don't
do it again.

How am I supposed to tell his
kids their daddy dead?

[Leticia] How?

They murdered my little
brother in cold blood.

[Leticia crying]

How many of us
they gotta kill

before one of them
motherfuckers get put in jail?

My brother didn't have no gun.

[Jemal]
Tell the fucking truth!

♪ somber music ♪

As you can see,
there's a hurting family

and community outrage
is on the rise.

[Secretary] Cruz.

[Reporter] We've just--

Incident report
on the Moreno shooting.

Lieutenant wants you to sign
and get it back to him ASAP.

♪♪♪

[all laughing]

Mmm, Brandon,
this is delicious.

Jerrika said salmon
was your favorite, so...

Mm-hmm.

[Mason] Yes, as long as my
lovely wife has some fish

to each,
she's happy.

But just don't ask her
to catch one.

Daddy, not again.

Mason Little, don't start.

Brandon, let's just say it
involved a trout,

a park ranger,
and one very angry black woman.

[all laughing]

So I'm guessing the trout lost.

You're very smart.

Speaking of which,
Jerrika told us about that

cooking competition.

[Mason] Third place out of 50
chefs from all around the city.

Not bad.

It's not bad at all.

[Brandon] Yeah, it's been good.

I've been getting a lot more
business opportunities, so...

[Mason] Then you're lucky
to be dating our daughter.

She's got one of the best
business minds I know.

Which is why we wanted
to have this dinner tonight.

[R&B music playing]

Jerrika, your father and I want
you to take on more

responsibility with the company

and phase you into overseeing
all the rental properties

and the corporate accounts.

♪♪♪

[Sharon] You've done great
navigating a lot of tricky

issues with Mrs. Brown.

[chuckles]

And now it's time for us
to scale back and start

thinking about retiring.

♪♪♪

Wow, Mom and Dad.

[laughs]

This is awesome.

Uh...

I'd love to do it.

I'm so glad, Jerrika.

[Brandon] Congratulations,
babe.

This is great.

And as my first decision
in my new role,

I want us to rent some more
low income residents.

♪♪♪

J, our low income set asides
are already full.

We increased them to 11%
just last year.

What else do you want us to do?

I want us to do more.

[Sharon] And how do you propose
we do that?

We can't exactly kick
the current tenants out.

♪♪♪

No, we couldn't do that.

♪♪♪

I--I'm gonna get more fish.

You--y'all want more fish?

♪♪♪

We could wait until
any leases are up

on the commercial properties
and then convert another

ten percent to low
income tenancies.

♪♪♪

You know what?

This is such a lovely dinner,
darling.

Can we just dive into
this a little bit later?

♪♪♪

Sure, Mom.

Whatever you say.

♪♪♪

Thanks for putting
my bookcase together.

You have a glass?

No, not for me.

Uh, but, uh,

thanks for surprising me
with dinner.

Oh, you're welcome.

Tell me about this new baby
in your life.

I'm jealous.

♪♪♪

Oh, she's adorable, Ronnie.

Gonna take the stuff I bought
over to Shanté's

first thing in the morning.

I'm hoping she likes it.

Oh, she will.

And it's good that you're
getting out of the house.

Your grandma's been
complaining about it.

It's like ever since
the attack,

even the slightest bit
of change freaks her out.

That's not it.

She was like that before.
Always complaining.

She thinks I'm doing
too much for Shanté,

but she's--she's raising
my granddaughter.

What's she expect me to do?

♪♪♪

Sometimes I don't understand...

♪♪♪

Why she did what she did.

Mmm, based on what you told me,
you got a good reason to be

upset with her.

Well, my grandma ain't the talk
about your feelings kind, so...

♪♪♪

[Jada] We all have these
generational curses

in our family, Ronnie.

But we just keep repeating
the same awful cycle

one generation to the next.

My mother,
she was a single mom.

Raising us on her own.

I turned around and did
the same thing with Emmett.

No, neither one of us had
a good picker when it came

to choosing men.

But, you know, we can always
try to do different.

♪♪♪

By not holding things in.

♪♪♪

Thanks, Jada.

♪♪♪

For everything.

♪♪♪

[chuckles]

I should go now.

♪♪♪

[Emmett] So it was cool, yo?

No, uh, third degree from Dad
or nasty looks from Mama

looking you up and down?

No, it was cool.

Her dad was even saying how
Jerrika can help me

with my business.

[Emmett] Damn,
guess it's OG time.

Better hand in that
bachelor card

and get that proposal speech
ready.

[Brandon] This isn't right.

Yo.

[Emmett] What's up?

50 Gs?

What?
[laughs]

Who gave you this?

What--where--where did
this come from?

Whoa, nigga, what?
Oh, my--

Yes, may I speak to Mr. Perry,
please?

This is Brandon Johnson.

Why'd you call him?

To give the money back.

What?

Uh, sorry, we got
the wrong number.

Really?
What the hell are you doing?

What is you doing?

Correcting this shit.

Ain't nothing to correct.

You out here
blocking blessings.

You think I'm just gonna
let you do that?

Somebody at his joint
clearly fucked up.

Listen, I had a mall job
in high school, right?

After I quit they kept paying
me for, like, two months

till someone figured it out.

I bought two pair of Jordans
off that shit.

With 50 Gs,
guess what we could buy.

Four new stoves,
a new truck,

and a ring for your girl.

But it's like driving a car
that ain't yours.

And I ain't trying to be
the one in Mr. Perry's car

when dude come looking
for who stole it.

Right.

Heard about the IA ruling.

Guess Clemmons is into handing
out ass whuppings all over.

You too?

Yeah.

Stash house raid.

My last IA ruling ended up
a 30-day suspension.

No pay.

I'm tired of hearing about how
lucky I am when Ronnie Davis

confessed to everything,
but...

What was your deal?

Bad shoot.

Dropped a heavyweight
in a West Side clique.

It's one less gang leader
for us to deal with.

Did the city a favor.

I got caught up in the emotion
of it all.

Took it personal.

Can you elaborate?

They say confession is--is
good for the soul.

I thought you'd wanna
stay clear

of confessions, considering.

[chuckles]

You gotten anything on Reddick?

None of her friends knew why
she'd be on the South Side.

Nor much about her employer.

I got these, though.

I circled back around
to the 63rd Street mob.

Had Sawyer tail Reg.

He's been ghost
on the block lately.

Lying low in his house.

Except to eat at Brandon
Johnson's food truck.

He's got pretty
damn good tacos.

Got a fried fish
coconut custard thing.

It's crazy.

You know what I noticed?

Hmm?

[Toussaint] Money.

What am I missing?

What's the big deal about Reg
buying food at a food truck?

The 63rd Street mob paying
Brandon for food is bizarre.

We all know they extort money
from people all over

the South Side and rarely
pay for anything.

'Cause everybody's
scared of them.

Yet they're showing Brandon
a whole lot of respect.

And there's them at the repast,
too.

Okay, slightly off.

But growing up in the same
neighborhood means

you know a lot
of the same people.

It doesn't mean Brandon's
in the gang.

It doesn't mean he isn't,
either.

I don't buy it.

[scoffs]

There goes that bleeding heart
for black men again.

Do they all get a
"get out of jail" pass?

No pressure.

Just asking.

It's never enough.

Yeah.

We need to talk.

Now.

We can do it out here,
but for your sake,

I suggest we do it privately.

Let me talk to my partner

and I'll catch up with
you guys later.

That's what you told
the Lieutenant?

The guy lunged at you?

Made threatening gestures?

You feared for your safety?

Are you fucking kidding me?

You need to calm down.

What threatening gestures
did you see him make?

Look, it's a shit storm now.
It's out of my hands.

The big wigs have taken over.

They sat me down with
the department's media officer.

My union rep told me my address
was leaked to the press,

that my family's in danger.

They even updated
the department's web site

to include my affiliation

with the Puerto Rican
Officers Association.

What the hell does that have
to do with any of this?

It's harder to accuse a person
of color of bias for shooting

another person of color.

Look, that's what they told me.

♪ tense music ♪

♪♪♪

They've taken over,
and I'm letting them.

♪♪♪

You're gonna lie?

I'm gonna protect my family.

It's the coconut shit, right?

[Cruz] Brown on the outside,
white on the inside?

It's the George Zimmerman
strategy?

♪♪♪

Don't be this kind of cop,
man.

No, don't you be
this kind of cop.

♪♪♪

Now sign the fucking report.

♪♪♪

[door opens and closes]

This is the third time I done
seen you in two weeks.

Start charging your little ass.

Gotta stay tight.

Who you trying to stay
crispy for, anyway?

Little mama with
the homework business?

Maisha?

Um, yeah, you know, she cool.

[laughs]

I hang with her sometimes,
but my boys don't like her.

[shaver buzzing]

She is, uh, mean.

[laughs]

For real, for real.

Shit be funny sometimes,
though.

When her and Papa get at it.

Yeah, but that's how girls act.

They be mean to see
if you're gonna stick around.

And if you do, they know
you're a good brother.

Yeah.

But sometimes that shit
go too far.

[scoffs]

True that.

[Brandon] And don't let your
friends pick your girl.

'Cause if you do you're gonna
end up marrying a stripper.

[laughs]

[shaver buzzing]

I owe you, for real?

No, I got you.

You know I got you.

But once a week, man,
I got a full time job.

You working me.

Bet.

♪ soft music ♪

♪♪♪

Patrice?

Hi, Jerrika?

Yes, so nice to meet you.

Thank you for coming.

Please, have a seat.

This is a nice place.
[chuckles]

I ain't never been nowhere
like this on the South Side.

Hope it wasn't out of your way.

It's fine. I took the day off
work 'cause I was just so happy

to get your call.
[laughs]

I've been praying
for a breakthrough.

But once you called...

I brought you my references.

Oh, it's fine.

Uh, your application
was more than complete.

[R&B music playing
over speakers]

Unfortunately all the condos
are booked

in Mrs. Brown's building and
the other properties I listed.

But I wanted to meet you
in person to encourage you

and to give you these.

They're from Housing Aid.

I'm sure they'll be able
to help you.

I went to school with one
of the lawyers there,

and I already called on
your behalf and told her

about your letter.

She's happy to work with you
and thinks she could help.

Miss Little, I work in a meat
packing plant in Mahomet.

It's two hours from my house
in a shit hole.

The only thing that keeps
my boss from trying

to mess over me is that he said
I remind him of a Jamaican lady

who used to babysit him.

I take three buses every day

and then walk the rest
of the way

to get to work by 3:00 a.m.
because any other shift

gets me back too late
to pick up my daughter in time

from day care.

If I'm late,
she adds another $25.

I would leave her ass
except for the fact

that her rate is cheap.

I'm guessing you don't have
the same problems.

♪♪♪

If you brought me all the way
down here just to say no

to my face and give me a number
to Housing Aid,

you could have just told me
all that on the phone.

♪♪♪

[knocking]

Yo, we're not serving yet.

[knocking]

[J.B.] Yo, B, open up.

♪♪♪

Hey.

Yo, what up, J.B.?

I just had to drop these off
per Mr. Perry's orders.

What's these for?

Second food truck.

What are you giving
it to me for?

You gotta ask him.

I do what the man say.

It come with two new employees.

Enjoy, brother.

[camera shutter clicking]

[car door closes,
engine turns over]

[camera shutter clicks]

[camera shutter clicking]

[camera shutter clicking]

♪ tense music ♪

♪♪♪

[door closes]

[keys clatter]

Hey, J.

I need to talk to you.

Okay.

And before you go telling me
I told you so--

[sniffs]

Oh, shit, baby.
What's wrong?

[crying]

I'm sorry.
I just--

Ooh, I hate my job.

I hate what I'm doing, but
I don't know what else to do.

I've been pushing
everybody else's dreams.

My parents, yours,
but I don't know

what I'm supposed to be doing.

What my passion is.

And I don't know how
to figure it out.

[crying]

Hey, hey.

I'm sorry.

You wanted to talk to me.

No, it's okay.

[sniffs]

[groans]

[sniffs]

Hey.

You should quit.

What?

I'm serious.

You should do what makes
you happy, J.

Brandon, I can't quit.

I'd be leaving my parents,
Mrs. Brown,

and it brings in
a lot of commission.

[sniffs]
We need the money.

Hey.

I got you.

I love you and I'm gonna
take care of you.

♪ ambient music ♪

You've been carrying us
for long enough.

It's my turn.

♪♪♪

Brandon, that is so sweet.

♪♪♪

But this I have to figure
out on my own, okay?

♪♪♪

[Toussaint] There's a story.

[Toussaint] It's more of
an urban legend, really,

that one day these gangs
are gonna figure it out.

Okay.

They would find a kid and groom
him from the youngest age.

He'd have no criminal record.

They'd fund his education,
keep him clear of the streets,

raise him to become a pillar
of the community,

maybe one day go into politics.

Or policing.

An algorithm.

Exactly.

I picked up a few more
interesting details

on your man crush,
Brandon Johnson.

This is Alvin Young.

He tailed
Brandon's truck

to five different
locations today.

Parked within eyesight
at every rip.

Guess what social club
he belongs to?

63rd Street mob.

Got out of the pen
about four months ago.

Pretty good at this game,
Detective.

Suddenly Brandon's got his own
mini secret service detail.

Young and another known
gang member watched

the truck all day.

Interesting, yes.

Crime, I don't think so.

All they did was watch
like they were protecting him.

Or the truck.

It also looks like Brandon
won the lotto.

This is a 2019
Royal Strike Coach,

fully loaded.

Top of the line in the world
of food trucks.

Price tag...

75K.

You're determined to make him
an earner for the gang,

but I still don't see it.

I'm curious to know
where he got the money,

but I'm not ready
to make him 63rd Street

because business is good.

Maybe he's selling dope
off the truck for the gang.

Brandon's not a dope boy.

He doesn't fit the profile.

Brandon could be the algorithm.

How about this?

Let me talk to Brandon,
see what he tells me.

You wanna give a potential
suspect the heads up

and jeopardize my case?

I'm not gonna give him
a heads up.

I think you know that's
a terrible idea.

♪ tense music ♪

♪♪♪

[Cruz] Hey, man.

♪♪♪

[boy] My mom can give you
a ride.

[girl] Cool, see you later!

[car lock chirps]

[Ricky] You need something?

Hey, n--nice ride.

Thanks, man.

Hey, front rims
are classic.

Only way to go.

Don't need everything
blinged out.

That's for you young cats.

Right, young.

Hey, ain't you a little old
to be, uh, running track?

No offense.

I'm not on the team.

I'm the coach.

Who are you?

Student here?

Uh, yeah.

You're short as fuck.

If you got some speed on you,
check us out.

Tryout's coming up.

[engine turns over]

Motherfucker.

♪ dramatic music ♪

♪♪♪

Where's the fire, son?

My assistant says
you called three times.

Yeah, um, I wanted
to talk to you

about the money
you gave me.

It was a lot more than you said
and I just--I figured somebody

made a mistake.

I didn't want you to think
I was trying to steal from you.

People that I work with know
better than to steal from me.

I mean,
and then the truck came.

Come here.

Yeah.

Raise your expectations.

♪♪♪

The money was a gift, son.

A show of faith in you.

Your talent.

I've just never had that much.

Faith.
Get some.

♪♪♪

Don't ever let another man
dream bigger dreams for you

than you're dreaming
for yourself.

♪♪♪

I'm just a chef.

[Brandon] And I'm good at it.

But this is all happening
so fast.

I can barely keep track
of one employee

and now I got two more
and a brand-new truck.

Do you hear yourself, hmm?

Just a chef.

That guy I saw in that truck
was a hustler.

A young gun who was ready
to do whatever it takes.

♪♪♪

I see you as a brand, Brandon.

♪♪♪

If you don't see yourself
that way, then...

you're wasting my time.

When I lost my first job,
I had been planning to buy

a pickup.

You know what I did
after they fired me?

♪♪♪

I went out and bought
a Mercedes.

♪♪♪

When I didn't get
a promotion that I wanted,

I went out and put a down
payment on my first house.

♪♪♪

It forced me to bet on myself.

♪♪♪

Guess I'm just nervous.

I get being nervous.

But scared money don't
make money, son.

♪♪♪

You take some time
to think about it.

But not too much.

'Cause I move on quick.

How you doing, boss?

I'm looking for, uh, a friend.
Older guy.

[Greavy] Man, what
the hell is that?

Never mind.
I think I found him.

[slow rock music plays]

Greavy, what's the problem?

What the hell is this place,
Brandon?

Bartender tell me they
only sell artistic beer.

Artisanal beer?

Nigga, I just want a Schlitz.

It's about damn time.

Don't know what a pretty girl
like that putting up

with your raggedy ass for,
anyway.

You should have been
and proposed.

Can you ever give me advice
without insulting me?

Well, just be happy that girl
can't see straight.

[laughs]

But this is the first time you
invited me anywhere.

♪♪♪

You about to ask me for some
money or something?

[laughs]

What's going on with you?

No, I don't need
your money, man.

I got this investor.
Real smart businessman.

Helping me with the money
side of things.

Otis Perry, the pizza guy.

Douda?

♪♪♪

Otis Perry, Perry's Pizza?

Streets know him as Douda.

And he as shady
as a three dollar bill.

I knew something was keeping
me from eating

off that truck of yours.

Ain't nothing wrong
with my truck.

It's about to be.

♪♪♪

Why everybody tripping
on the dude?

Jerrika's on the same shit.

Then she ain't as blind
as I thought.

Look, I grew up in these
streets, boy.

Douda is a hustler.

So, who not a hustler?

No, I'm not talking about
that kind of hustler.

When he was young,
he was on the playground

and he cracked some boy's head
open and went right back

to playing ball like--like
it never even happened.

Cold as a motherfucker
even in grade school.

♪ tense music ♪

♪♪♪

So what do you think
I should do now?

With what I told you,
what you think?

♪♪♪

[car engine grinding]

[dog barking in distance]

[sighs]

[laughs]

[sighs]

[sighs]
All right, come on, now.

Come on.

[car dinging]

[engine turns over]

Yes!
Yes!

Yeah.

[kisses]

[man on radio] Looks like it's
gonna be cloudy this evening

with more rain showers.

And up next, "You and Me"
by Rockie Robbins on WZLL,

Chicago's freshest
in R&B and neo soul.

[funky R&B music playing]

Hmm.

♪♪♪

[car horn honking]

♪♪♪

Ethel Davis,
come out here!

Ronnie, what is all
of this carrying on

you're doing out here?

Remember this song, Grandma?

How many stepper competitions
did you win to this?

Yeah, Miss Ethel,
how many?

I found that picture of you
looking like an old hot thing.

Y'all go on now.

Come on, Grandma.

Show us young folks
how it's done.

Okay.

[both laughing]

I'm gonna wear you out, boy.

[both laughing]

♪♪♪

♪ Oh you and me ♪

♪ Together forever ♪

♪ You and me ♪

♪ Just us two ♪

♪ Oh you and me ♪

♪ Belong together ♪

♪ Sharing everything
that we do ♪

♪ Now you give me
and I give you ♪

[Casper] Good afternoon.
I am Casper Francis.

Commander of the Central
Patrol Division

of the Kansas City
Police Department.

Standing before the media
is never an easy task

in the wake of an
officer-involved shooting

that results in a fatality.

But in the spirit
of complete transparency,

I've asked my support team
to provide as much information

as possible so that the public
may be fully informed.

Please keep in mind this
is an ongoing investigation

and we are limited
in what we can share.

Where the fuck is your partner?

No clue.

[Casper] With that,
I'd like to introduce you

to Lieutenant Neil Sokolow,
ranking officer on the scene

the night of the incident
to answer questions.

[clears throat]

Uh, Lieutenant Neil Sokolow.

S-O-K-O-L-O-W.

I'll take questions.

- Lieutenant.
- [all speaking at once]

So, was there a weapon
recovered from the vehicle?

We are continuing with our
preliminary investigation.

We're not prepared to speak
on that at this time.

However, the officer did
fear for his life.

What does that mean?

So you're saying
there was a weapon?

How exactly did the officer
fear for his life?

Next question.

[all speaking at once]

[water running]

[muffled chatter]

[Neil]
Next question.

♪ dramatic music ♪

♪♪♪

Portions of Officer Moreno's
account have been made

available to press but what
about other officers

- that were on the scene?
- Excuse me.

[man] Will any of them be
made available for a statement?

Excuse me.

[Neil] Well, it's been
a traumatic experience

for all those involved.

And we support our officers'
rights to process this

and make a statement
when they're ready.

Um, yes, your question.

Yes, this is for Armando Cruz.

[camera shutters clicking]

Can you speak to your account
of what happened that night?

[woman] We'd like to hear, yes.

♪♪♪

My partner perceived a threat

and acted in accordance
with our training.

He saved my life
in the process.

♪♪♪

- [camera shutter clicks]
- I fully support him.

♪♪♪

speaks Spanish

[Cruz] Gracias.

[man] It's a simple case
of racial discrimination!

[man 2] No, we're done
talking, okay?

- You heard the officer.
- [reporters shouting]

That's the final word
he's gonna say today.

We're taking no more questions.

This conference--
this press conference is over.

[shouting fades]

[phones ringing]

♪♪♪

[keyboard clicking]

[phone beeps]

Brandon.

♪♪♪

This is Detective Cruz.

♪♪♪

We should talk ASAP.

♪♪♪

[phone beeps]

♪♪♪

[door buzzes]

[door thuds]

Hey, baby.

How you been?

Have they moved your bunk yet?

Why haven't you put the money
on my commissary

like I asked, Mom?

Tristan, I did.

You know it takes a day or two
to post sometimes.

And you could be
a little nicer.

You have to keep the money
on my books.

The gang, they ain't
protecting me no more.

I need the money to keep these
niggas up off me.

I know.

I'm working on getting you
into segregation.

Have you made
any friends at all?

No, Ma.

Everybody in here already
knows who I am.

And worse than that,
they know who you are.

I'd kill that monster again
before I'd let him hurt you.

You killed our boss.

Not some random ass nigga.

And I'm paying for it.

I know what I did, Tristan.

[man] Over by the window,
Kastler.

You'll understand one day
when you're a parent.

I own my part.

Can you own any of yours?

Please make sure the money
stays on my books.

[door opens]

Hey, babe.

Hey.

So, I did it.

Did what?

Quit, like you said.

My parents, Mrs. Brown,
everything.

Seemed like the right time
to take a risk.

Wow.

This is great.

I'm so proud of you.

You sure?

Yeah, I'm the one who
told you to do it.

Now you can focus
on doing you.

I got you.

We'll be good, right?

We'll be better than good.

Ooh, babe.

I'm so relieved.

Okay, I gotta tell Courtney.

[Jerrika] Oh,
she didn't pick up.

Went straight to voicemail.

What you doing?

Nothing.

Just betting on me.

♪ ambient music ♪

On us.

♪♪♪

♪ jazzy R&B music ♪

♪♪♪

[typewriter clacking,
bell dings]