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(Eddie Sutton) � Previously on Lincoln Heights...

They've been talking � about something.

We're moving, maybe. � Moving apartments?

Now, where is this � fine mansion of ours?

(Jenn) � You've lost your mind.

And you are? � Donelle.

You don't have a problem � talking to a cop?

But here, � you're in my yard.

(Jenn) � Are people as unfriendly � in the best neighborhoods?

The cops are out front!

Hey, hey! � Donelle!

Donelle.

[bass line, hand claps]

�� ��

Damn it, Tay! � Lizzie!

He made me spill � all over myself.

It's my fault � she's such a klutz?

Tay, leave your sister � alone.

Quit it, fool. � (Eddie) � Lizzie!

You going to work � already?

(Eddie) � I.A. wants to take � my statement.

The department head wants � to meet beforehand.

I.A.? � Oh, baby,

I don't like � the sound of that.

Standard procedure � after a shooting.

Everything's � gonna be fine. � What's I.A.?

(Cassie) � It means Internal Affairs.

You going to school? � Why wouldn't I?

I'll get it. � Uh-uh-uh-uh!

Sit down. � Eat your breakfast.

I'll get the door.

(Tay) � What's Internal Affairs?

Tay, clean � this mess up.

Now!

[rap music]

�� ��

Can I help you?

I believe I may have � been looking

for the previous � occupant.

The previous occupant � now resides in county jail,

awaiting trial.

Something I can do � for you?

Oh, no. � That's okay.

Sorry to have � bothered you, Officer.

Not a problem.

[car starts]

You entered the market � almost immediately upon

arriving on scene.

Correct.

You and your partner � discuss tactics

before entering � the structure?

There were people inside.

Wouldn't that circumstance � suggest

a more cautious � approach?

Guys, this was � a clean shoot.

Problem is all we have � is your word.

Cameras were aimed � at the register

and at the front door.

Nowhere near where � the shooting happened.

Pretty convenient, � eh, Eddie?

(Larry) � Hey, now, hold on!

It's okay, Larry. � Go ahead.

What happened � when you entered?

Donelle grabbed � one of the hostages.

(Eddie) � Donelle!

(Straghan) � When he saw you enter.

(Eddie) � Yeah.

Let him go, Donelle!

So his action was precipitated � by your action.

No, his action � was precipitated

by his decision � to commit armed robbery.

Easy, Eddie, huh? � You knew the victim.

Suspect.

The hostages were � the victims.

You knew the suspect.

I'd met him.

He was kind of a leader � of the neighborhood.

Where you purchased � a crack house.

Under the Police � Residency Incentive.

And with the department's � full support.

What's your point?

Your family lives � in that house now.

Isn't that right? � Yeah.

And you were involved � with the victim--suspect--

before you moved in.

(Larry) � "Involved" is � a loaded word, Phil.

I said I'd met him.

And when you say � he was a leader--

He controlled a lot � of what happened in the area.

Including the purchase � and sale

of illegal substances?

Probably. � In your neighborhood?

Yeah. � Is that why � you wanted him dead?

�� The city never sleeps ��

�� You gotta live � to your own beat ��

�� So easy come � and easy go ��

�� But it's home �� ��

How you doin' today, � Reverend Hammond?

I'm blessed, brother. � I'm blessed.

This is an unfortunate � situation.

Ah, Robert. � How are you, brother?

How'd it go � with Briscoe today?

A total sack.

Ah, you said the same thing � about me

when we first � partnered up. � Yeah.

And it took me four years � to whip you into shape.

So how'd it go � with I.A. today?

They came down � on me hard.

It's the rat squad � doing their job.

No, it's more than that.

It's bad enough � the whole neighborhood's

resenting me � and my family.

Now I got � the whole department

trying to make � an example out of me.

Would you relax? � It was a good shooting.

When they talking � to you?

When they're ready.

You know how � they work.

Don't sweat it, � partner.

I got your back.

I'm making your favorite � tonight, Cassie.

Turkey chili. � I'm not eating.

What's wrong? � Nothing's wrong.

I'm just not hungry.

You want to talk � about it?

No. � Hey.

(female TV reporter) � Officer Sutton is � a 14-year veteran

with the Lincoln Heights � division

That's Dad. � [trumpet playing]

who has no prior history � of such behavior.

Lizzie, ask your brother � to stop making all that noise.

Tay, quit it!

[trumpet stops] � Thank you.

An investigation � is underway

into this shooting � at the central market,

in which a local teenager � was killed

by police officer � Eddie Sutton.

Community leaders are posing � some very tough questions.

What's up? � Shh!

(Reverend Hammond) � The only shot fired was � from Officer Sutton's gun.

A black officer shooting � a young black man.

A resident of the community.

Now, maybe it's like � the police said.

Maybe Donelle Williams � was doing wrong.

Maybe.

But that does not � give them the right � [door shuts]

to shoot him down � like a dog.

Did Officer Sutton

consider subduing him without � the use of deadly force?

Or after 14 jaded years � as a cop,

did he see a young � black man,

and automatically think � "dangerous criminal?"

(reporter) � And, Reverend, this is the � second police shooting in--

(Lizzie) � Hey, we were � watching that.

He wasn't there.

He doesn't know � what happened.

[telephone ringing]

Hello?

Yeah.

Hold on, please.

Dad.

Hello?

Yeah, I just caught � some of it.

When?

Yeah.

I'll be there.

Captain wants to see me � in his office tomorrow.

You coming to bed?

In a while.

What's going on?

The Reverend � Denny Hammond.

Now I understand � why Internal Affairs

was coming at me so hard.

That man is � a born activist.

If there's nothing � to protest,

he's out of work.

[scoffs]

There's nothing � to protest, right?

Oh, you mean, � did I come in too fast,

say the wrong words, � fire too soon?

Did you?

I went strictly � by the book.

Only...

Only what?

Only the truth � doesn't matter much now.

What are you talking � about?

There's nothing � more important than the truth.

Not when it comes � to politics.

Captain.

Have a seat.

Officer Sutton,

can you tell me � the purpose

of the Police � Residency Incentive?

Reduce crime in the area, � boost the local economy,

improve community � relations.

How the hell do you � improve community relations

by killing one of � the most liked,

well-respected young men � in the neighborhood?

I didn't set out � to kill him, Captain. � Well, that's something.

You have any idea what kind � of mess you've created?

Sir--

No, I've got � Denny Hammond calling us

trigger-happy � fascists.

I've got the city counsel � questioning

the whole Residency � program,

the media hinting � cover-up.

They're trying to make � this banger

some kind of Robin � of the hood.

I do not need this.

Neither do I, sir.

This department's racked up � two excessive-force lawsuits

in the last ten months.

I can't cut you any slack. � I'm not looking for any.

This is how � it's gonna work.

No suspension. � At least not yet.

You're gonna be riding � the desk for a while.

Cooperate with I.A.,

don't talk to the press,

and for God sakes, � keep a low profile.

If we're lucky, � we'll get out of this

without the whole � damn station house

burning down � around our ears.

Hell, I'm surprised � they're not

burning your house down � right now.

Is that all?

[tires screeching]

Greg. � What?

Bring a paper. � All right already.

I got it.

[sighs]

Hey.

[cell phone ringing]

What?!

And don't forget � the light bulbs.

This sucks.

Is that it?

That and...

the cash � in the register.

Aah!

[ding]

Leave him alone!

Oh, yeah.

You really think you could � take me, grandpa?

Hopin' I don't have � to find out.

Come on.

Hit me with � your best shot.

Come on.

Come on.

Hoo! � Come on!

Whoo!

Come on, big daddy.

[siren approaching] � Hoo!

[siren nearer]

Yeah, you best get back � to the trailer park,

Huckleberry.

[siren]

I ain't through � with you, old man.

I see you around here again, � you will be.

You okay, son?

Hey, check it out.

It's son of � psycho cop.

What'd you just say?

You heard me, dawg.

My dad had to shoot that guy. � He didn't have a choice.

Yeah, yeah. � Whatever.

That's what all the � trigger-happy popo say.

Hey, cop's boy wants � to fight.

Back off, jerk!

You're so dead.

Get out of here, Lizzie.

He's not even worth � the trouble.

Let's go.

Hey, princess, your daddy's � going to prison.

You know what they do � to cops in prison?

Hey, Lizzie,

What do the do to cops � in prison?

Come on.

You and Officer Sutton � pull in here?

(Lund) � No, the front door. There.

Other � officers were arriving

at the rear � of the building.

Donelle!

(Straghan) � And you went through � the front entrance?

That's right.

Weapons drawn? � Yes.

What was Officer Sutton's � reaction

When he saw his daughter � with the hostages?

I didn't see � his reaction.

I was too busy watching � the guy with the gun.

Look, Eddie Sutton is � the best partner

I've ever had.

In any situation,

he's the guy I'd want � watching my back.

So you'd say anything � to protect him.

(Montoya) � Okay, Kevin, let's cut � through the BS.

No reason for you to be � hanging in the wind on this.

Sutton's the one � who pulled the trigger.

Which makes me � kind of wonder,

why didn't you fire � your weapon?

You freeze up?

I don't freeze up.

Why didn't you fire? � I don't know.

Maybe Eddie reacted � faster than me.

You saying he reacted � too fast?

Daddy's famous � lasagna casserole.

You really didn't have � to cook, Eddie.

Long as I'm riding � a desk,

I figure why not use � some of my free time

and give my wife � a break?

Make sure my family � eats right.

Your family already � eats right.

I know they eat healthy,

but do they eat like this?

Hmm.

The pasta's a little � undercooked.

Al dente.

That's how you know � it's full of nutrients.

All right, everybody, � dig in.

Aw, come on, guys.

The tension's � so thick around here,

you can cut it � with a knife.

Which is more than � I can say for this pasta.

Anytime you want � to do the cooking--

We don't have � enough problems? � All right, listen up.

We've got problems, � no question.

But it's nothing � we can't handle.

If we just stick together? � No, if we murder each other.

Lizzie.

Of course if � we stick together.

Can I speak?

Cassie,

you were an eyewitness,

so Internal Affairs will want � to speak to you.

Your friend Charles too.

Can I refuse?

I don't think that's wise � or necessary.

Just tell 'em � what you saw.

If she doesn't want to testify, � she doesn't have to.

It'll be okay. � That's not what I heard.

What'd you hear? � Nothing.

I heard that dad � may lose his job.

Even go to prison.

All right, everybody, � listen up.

I'm not going to prison,

and I'm not going � to lose my job.

I have put food � on this table

and a roof over our heads � and I always will.

End of story.

Hey, dad, what does � happen do to cops in pris--

(Eddie) � All right, now, � clean it up.

Oopsie.

(man) � Move!

Where you going? � Get down!

Get down!

Get down!

Get on the ground!

Get down! � Get down!

Down!

Get down! � Get down!

Get down!

The cops are our front. � Hurry up!

Let's go, hurry up! � Hurry up, hurry up, let's go!

Let 'em go, Donelle.

Cassie?

How 'bout knocking?

What do you want?

I, um--

I-I was just-- � Lizzie!

I was just wondering what you � were gonna tell the police

about the shooting.

I don't know.

That preacher � on TV,

he's got the � whole neighborhood thinking

Dad's some kind � of bad guy.

What do you expect me � to say?

That you saw that gangbanger � aim his gun at dad.

But I didn't. � He could lose � his job, Cassie.

He could go to jail.

Were you not just � at the dinner table?

Dad just said everything � is gonna be fine.

That was the same thing he said � when he moved us here.

I'm not gonna lie � to the police, Lizzie.

Fine.

But if anything bad � happens to dad

because of you...

I'll never forgive you.

What?

You know, Eddie, � this cop thing don't work out,

you might have a hell � of a career ahead of you

as a typist.

What do you want, � Phelan?

Hardware store, � 211.

Whoa.

He really went to town � on the cashier.

Mm-hmm. � Jake Wyatt.

Store owner. � Do you know him?

Yeah, he's a neighbor � of mine.

Nice old man.

Not that nice.

He went at the perp � with an axe.

You look good � at a desk.

Knock knock.

Would have figured you'd be � at a desk about now.

You'd have � figured right.

I heard about � what happened, Jake.

Thought I'd � check in on you,

see how you're � holding up.

Ain't me who needs � looking in on.

Bobby's the one � in the hospital.

How's he doing?

Mild concussion,

couple of busted ribs.

Boy's talking about � coming back next week.

Tough kid.

The way I hear it, � you're the one

went all lumberjack � on the guy.

It's a hardware store, � Eddie.

You cut things � down to size,

no matter how big � or stupid.

The report says your boy � got beaten up

after the perp had already � cleaned out the register.

And you want to know � if he did anything

to get him � all worked up.

Something like that.

Guy robbed the place.

Then he stomped � on Bobby.

No rhyme, no reason, � just plain old mean.

Thanks, Jake.

Appreciate you looking into this � on your own time.

I'll check in on you.

Hey, Eddie,

all that stuff they're � saying about you on TV.

As far as � I'm concerned,

the good reverend should � mind his own damn business.

Hey, Lund, got a second?

What's up?

I ran a search on VICAP

that 211 � at Jake's Hardware.

Big, beefy white guy,

female accomplice � does the driving.

So?

Remember Greg Stargill?

Five robberies, � same M.O.?

He takes the money,

then beats them � for no reason.

The last one � was three years ago.

Nothing since.

He just got out � of Atascadero

three weeks ago.

Hey. � Hey, you all right?

Yeah.

So how'd it go � with I.A.?

You know, a guy gets � a college degree,

thinks it makes him � a detective.

They spent the afternoon � trying to get me

to trip myself up.

Yeah?

So I'll get � this guy's jacket to roll call.

Your daughter was one � of the hostages.

Yes.

You think that impaired � your judgment some?

Man holds a gun � on my daughter,

I'd want to � blow him away.

She had nothing � to do with it.

Donelle released her � along with the rest

of the hostages.

All but one. � Your daughter's boyfriend.

A white kid. � He's not her boyfriend.

They were having � a soda together.

Come on, guys, � this is a witch hunt.

You seen Donelle's � rap sheet?

Suddenly this punk's � a misunderstood hero?

That's the way the see it � out there, yeah.

Donelle's about to shoot � your daughter's friend.

Now it gets � real personal.

I didn't want to fire.

I had no choice.

(Donelle) � The cops are out front! � Let's go, hurry up!

Donelle!

Get over here!

Let him go, Donelle.

Donelle!

I had no choice.

[school bell ringing]

You that cop's daughter? � Excuse me?

Oh, girl got � a hearing problem.

Must be from all that shooting � her daddy did in that bodega.

Yeah, so what's up � with that?

Shooting a straight-up brother � like Donelle?

That "straight-up brother" � pulled a gun

on a bunch of � innocent people.

Then he turned it � on my father.

Yeah, I heard � that song before.

Cassie, � who are your friends?

Yo, white bread � we're having a conversation.

Yeah? � What are we talking about?

Black on black crime.

Which ain't none � of your business.

Maybe Donelle Williams � made it my business

when he shoved a gun � in my face.

It's okay, Charles. � I got it.

Girl turning her back � on her own people.

It's a damn shame.

You okay?

I could've � handled them.

You haven't returned � any of my calls.

I've been kind of � occupied.

Maybe we should talk � about, you know,

what happened?

Why?

I don't know, � 'cause it might help.

Then again, � it might not.

Then how about because � it might help me?

Fine, talk.

What the hell is � your problem?

You know what? � Those girls were right.

You really should � mind your own business.

Did you actually � see Donelle aim his weapon

at Officer Sutton?

Yeah.

When?

When I was running � for the door,

I heard Officer Sutton � call out Donelle's name.

And I turned and saw Donelle � aim his gun at him.

I'm telling the truth.

Yeah, � sure you are, kid.

How well do you know � Officer Sutton's daughter?

We're friends, � I guess.

Oh, okay. � Hmm.

Now, are you more � than friends?

What?

Is she your girlfriend?

What does this have � anything to do regarding--

Good-looking girl � like that,

gotta figure a lot of guys � are after her.

So?

So that puts you in � an enviable position here,

Charles.

I mean, � you could be the guy

that saves � her daddy's life.

You could be--

You could be � a real hero.

Of course, � if we find out

you've been lying � to us,

you'll be � just another loser

who sticks his neck out � for a pretty girl,

and pays the price.

Listen, the guy � puts his gun in my face,

cops tell him � to put the gun down.

He doesn't put it down.

He deserves � what he gets.

As far as I'm concerned,

Officer Sutton � saved my life.

Can I go now?

(Charles) � I don't think � they believe me.

You told the truth though, � didn't you?

Yeah,

but maybe if you said � the same thing--

You want me to lie? � Look.

When my step dad was up � on domestic battery charges,

I could have saved � his ass

if I'd lied and said

I never saw him hit � my mom.

But I didn't do that, � because he's a jerk.

And he deserves to rot � in jail.

But your dad...

I'd say whatever I needed � to get him off.

The fact that it's the truth � just makes it that much easier.

(man) � Okay, class, everybody � settle down.

Let's get started.

Turn to page 42 � in your textbooks.

But you do what � you have to do.

Today we're gonna � be talking about

binary equations.

Specifically, we're � gonna be working on

identifying and using � coefficients.

Here's the file, Eddie.

Where do you want me � to start?

(Straghan) � How 'bout tell us � where you were

when the suspects � entered.

Well, Charles and I � were sitting at the back

of the store, � at a table.

Then they made us � get on the floor.

And that's when � your dad came in.

Yes.

And he realized � right off

you were one � of the hostages.

Yeah. � No.

I don't know. � Which one is it?

(Eddie) � Let him go, Donelle!

Hey! � Donelle! � [gunshot]

(Jenn) � Cassie.

Your dad told us � he saw you.

as soon as he came in.

Well, then, � I guess he did.

So I'm wondering � how is it possible

you didn't know that?

Detective.

Cassie, no one's trying � to trick you or trap you.

We just want to � find out what happened.

What happened is my dad � got Donelle to let us go.

Then Donelle � turned the gun on him--

You saw that? � Yes.

That's interesting,

because your dad said

you were already out the door � when he fired his weapon.

So how is it possible � you saw Donelle

turning his gun on him?

Well, I glanced back.

From outside the building?

You see through walls.

[whispering] � Cassie,

just tell the truth.

Cassie, I'm going � to rewind this

and record over � the last section.

I'll give you � one more chance.

Did your dad-- � Officer Sutton--

see you when he entered � the market?

Yes.

Did you at any time � see Donelle

aim his gun at your dad?

No.

I think we need � to take a break.

You did good. � You did real good.

You, uh, wanted � to see me, Captain?

Yeah, we got toxicology back � on Donelle Williams.

He had traces of opiates � and sedatives in his blood.

He'd been � in the hospital.

Surgery for � a stab wound.

He had anesthetics � and pain meds on board.

The point is it gives us � some room to maneuver.

The public is not sympathetic � to drug addicts.

I don't think � he was a drug addict.

We still have to throw � the community a bone.

Two weeks suspension � without pay

for lack of judgment,

but nothing on � your permanent record.

Suspension? � Captain, I acted properly.

A banger challenged you � on your turf.

He put your daughter's life � in danger.

One shot was fired. � Yours.

That's not how it was.

It doesn't matter � how it was.

It matters how � it was perceived.

You have to start looking at � the bigger picture here, Eddie.

If Denny Hammond shouts � long enough,

he'll construct � his own truth,

unless we fight back.

By saying Donelle was � a junkie.

You know for a fact � he wasn't?

Look, I know you � consider yourself

some kind of boy scout,

so I'm gonna � make this simple for you.

I don't care if that kid never � took an aspirin in his life.

You're gonna take � this deal.

You don't have � a choice.

You work too hard.

Oh, is it lunchtime � already?

Time flies when � you're worried sick,

don't it?

Who's worried sick?

Oh, now you're gonna � lie about it.

I hate to say � I told you so.

Then don't.

It is tough enough � working

in this neighborhood.

but living here?

No way. � Uh-uh.

And just what am I supposed � to do about it now, Lydia?

You think I like � living in that house

with all those � junkie ghosts?

With neighbors who eye me � like I walked in on them

in the bathroom � without knocking.

Shoes thrown over � the phone lines

on every corner.

Then why'd you do it?

Because my husband � needed me to.

And I try to � support my husband.

And when you're left � picking up the pieces

for all the bad choices � he's made,

who's gonna pick up � the pieces for you?

I just want a sandwich.

Excuse me.

Yeah, one second.

You got any � turkey pastrami?

Hey, jerk off,

the lady asked you � for some help.

We don't got any � turkey pastrami.

He don't got no turkey--

Greg...no.

Get in the car.

[clerk groaning]

Go ahead.

[tires screech]

How'd it go with I.A.?

Not great.

Cassie okay?

I haven't � spoken to her

since I got home � from work.

I think she's sleeping.

I'll go see her.

What is it? � You talk to Cassie?

She's gone.

What did dispatch say? � Nothing new.

They've got all shifts � keeping an eye out for her.

Well, I'm gonna � go look for her.

Jenn, she's 16.

She's probably out � with friends.

She'll come home, � you'll ground her for a month,

we'll feel better.

I don't think � it's that simple.

Look at these. � Look, look.

This is how she sees me? � And the neighborhood.

She said she was okay � moving here.

Eddie, she would tell you � whatever you want to hear.

She adores you.

But this is how � she really feels?

I know that I promised � that I would try

to make this move work.

But we both said if � it was too much

of a strain � on the kids,

that we would reconsider.

I'm gonna go check � with Lund.

[door opens]

Cassie! � Cassie!

Where the hell � have you been?!

At Crystal's house.

Why didn't you call us? � Sorry.

Crystal, � from the old neighborhood?

I just needed to be � with a friend.

You have friends here. � No, Dad!

I don't!

How did you get � all the way over there?

I took the bus.

At this hour?

Can we please, please just � talk about this tomorrow?

Fine, get up-- � Get upstairs.

[stomps heavily � up stairway]

Talk to your daughter.

[dog barking � in distance]

Is it a private event?

This is your house.

Your mom showed me � the drawings you made.

Pretty amazing.

Intense.

Dad, I'm sorry � I couldn't protect you.

I just couldn't lie.

I'm proud of you � for that.

Lying may seem like � the right answer at the time,

but it never works � in the long run.

Like when you said � you were okay living here.

Dad--

Cassie, it's okay � to be mad.

God knows you got � every right.

I moved you here � against your will,

I uprooted you, � I put you in danger.

I just need to know,

can you forgive me?

I don't know if I can.

The world's short � on forgiveness these days.

I didn't say I wasn't � willing to try.

Woman gets in a beef � with a convenience store clerk.

Boyfriend pulls the guy � over the counter,

beats him unconscious.

Then he clears out � the register,

and they take off � in a green SUV.

Somebody get � a license plate?

Partial.

There are over � 800 green SUVs

registered in the state � that match it.

That narrows it down.

The victim heard the woman

call the assailant � by name--Greg.

As in Greg Stargill.

He one of � the registered owners?

No, but Rosella Lopez is.

And that means something � because--

Four years ago, � the woman called 911,

said her boyfriend � was trying to kill her.

Let me guess.

You realize you shouldn't � be doing this.

I'm on my own time.

I don't have to be back � for another 1/2 hour.

Well, do me a favor.

When the I.A. opens � another investigation on you,

leave me out off it.

They offered me � a deal, Lund.

Yeah?

Two-week suspension � without pay,

nothing on my � permanent record,

and I bust Donelle Williams � as a druggie.

Was he?

Probably not.

So...

you'd be tainting � the memory...

of a gang banger � who almost got you killed.

Basically.

What do you think?

I think they're � climbing all over you

because of other officers � who went too far in the past.

They got you � tying yourself in knots.

Analyzing, � questioning.

A person died.

It's worth some questioning � and analyzing.

What?

Next time, when we're � covering each other,

you gonna have my back,

or are you gonna � be busy analyzing?

256.

Rosella Lopez.

Rosella Lopez?

[woman crying]

Let me see your hands.

We're gonna need � to see the other.

[pained gasp]

I think � it's broken.

Greg do this to you?

No, it's my fault.

I should have kept � my big mouth shut.

Now he's gone.

Gone where?

You'll hurt him.

Not if we don't have to.

But if we catch him � in another robbery,

that could change.

We're clear.

He's got a brother � in Wrightwood.

I'll call � the sheriff's office.

He said he had to stop � at a store first.

Something about � unfinished business.

All right, you hold tight.

We'll get someone here � to help you.

[ominous music]

�� ��

Hey, pop. � [chuckles]

Remember me?

You remember?

The register. � Now!

I'll take the front.

I'll take the back.

[man struggling, grunting]

[struggling, beating]

You ain't laughing now.

Police, freeze! � You freeze.

Okay, just-- � Just stay cool.

Just stay cool.

(Stargill) � Get rid of it!

Okay, just--

Just stay cool.

Okay, just--

Go ahead, son. � Do what you gotta do.

Shut up! Shut up! � Don't worry about me.

(Jake) � Do what you gotta do.

Okay, just--

(Stargill) � What are you gonna do?

Just stay cool.

I'm putting it down.

Okay. � I'm good.

I'm good.

Get out of here! � Get out!

No.

[gunshot]

Son of a bitch!

You didn't shoot?!

He didn't have to.

Man--

I saw you � at the funeral.

I didn't want � to intrude.

You come to pay � your respects?

Yes, ma'am.

If I may.

I didn't want � to hurt Donelle.

I wanted to help him.

If it's absolution � you're after,

you've come to � the wrong person.

My son had goodness � in him.

Yes.

He did.

Mrs. Williams, � I need to know...

Did Donelle use drugs?

I have to ask.

My son ran with a gang.

He did some bad things.

He went into that store � with a gun in his hand.

But he didn't do drugs.

Not once.

Not ever.

You have no idea � the position you put me in.

Sorry, Captain, but I won't � call Donelle Williams

a drug user.

Hold on.

The Internal Affairs report � on the shooting

came in this morning.

They said your actions � were in line

with departmental � policy.

And what do you say, � Captain?

I say...

in this case, � we go with the truth.

Now get your stuff � off my desk.

Finish out the day here.

You're back on patrol � tomorrow.

You're too good a cop � to waste at a desk.

Thank you, sir.

This police station � is oppressing us.

The economic situation � is oppressing us.

We must reach � our young people--

(Lund) � Let's go out the back.

Oh, no, � I'm done hiding.

Officer Sutton.

I understand � congratulations are in order.

You don't have � to talk to him. � It's okay.

I heard what you did.

Refusing to sully � Donelle's memory,

just to save your ass.

And I want you to know � that I respect you for that.

As a police officer, � and as a man.

But you know � this is bigger

than just you, � don't you?

No, this was all � about me.

Don't switch up now, � just to stop the hating.

No, brother, � you got it wrong.

I'm about love.

It's just that � I've got my job to do,

you've got yours.

It's too bad there's not � more cops like you.

(woman) � Has justice been served, � Reverend Hammond?

You ask me,

do I think justice � has been done?

I do not.

Now, we have a rally � at the church today

at 3:00,

and I hope to � see you all there.

Hey, Charles.

Oh, God, � what'd I do now?

No, it's okay.

I come in peace.

I just wanted � to apologize.

For what? � You didn't do anything.

I blew you off.

And all I know is � you just wanted to help.

Cassie, you didn't � do anything.

Not that � you haven't been

a complete pain � in my butt.

Mind if I ask you � a question?

It depends.

I don't mean to get � in your business,

but how did your interview � with the cops go?

I told 'em � what I saw.

Which is probably not � gonna save my dad's job.

Sorry.

That's okay. � Don't be.

I have a feeling � whatever happens,

we're gonna be okay.

Oh, and, Charles,

for future reference,

it's okay with me if you want � to get in my business.

I did not mean it � like that.

Mom.

What are you doing here?

Oh, is that any way � to greet your mother?

Sorry.

Mom, Charles. � Charles, Mom.

It's a pleasure � to meet you, Charles.

Mrs. Sutton. � So...

I have good news. � For both of you.

(Cassie) � Dad?

In here.

I told you � it would be okay.

Do Tay and Lizzie know? � Yeah.

I told 'em.

I'll go talk � to them.

We still have � to live here.

[sighs]

Well, where else � would we live?

This is our home.

(Eddie) � Do I deserve you?

(Jenn) � No. No.

No.

[both chuckle]

Mmm.

Today was a good day.

Yeah.

A good day.

[girls laughing]

[laughter]