All language subtitles for Lincoln.Heights.S01E13_English

(woman)
� Previously on Lincoln Heights:

We're moving
� out of here.

(man)
� A black officer shooting
� a young black man.

I've got my job to do.

You've got yours.

Don't untie her,
� don't talk to her.

What if I promise
� I won't scream?

You best not.

You must be Bishop.

If you're willing
� to testify

about your dealings
� with Bishop,

the police can
� protect you.

Thanks for your
� so-called concern,

but I stand by my man.

Reverend William
� Bishop, Jr.

was a white man.

If this is the really Reverend,
� then who the hell is Bishop?

(Jenn)
� Welcome in, watch your step.

The eaves and the window
� trim are new,

but the columns on the porch
� still need to be fixed.

They just need some paint
� and elbow grease.

My agency works with several
� local handymen.

Any one of them can have it
� looking like new.

The porch is fine,
� especially that round part.

It's beautiful.

It's called a cupola,
� Frank.

(Frank)
� My wife,
� the English teacher.

You must have enjoyed a lot
� of family dinners out there.

(Chris)
� Mom, Dad!

This place has
� the coolest media room.

What?

It's just a small den.

Can I get a new Xbox?

Can we decide on a house first,
� before cluttering it?

This is weird.
� They look just like us.

(Olivia)
� We can't wait
� to settle down.

The last place we lived in
� was this little cracker box

tenement in the Bronx.

It was close to
� the fire station.

Oh, you're a firefighter.
� Third generation.

Just got hired over
� at Oak Street station.

So you're okay with
� the neighborhood?

Trust me.
� It's a big step up.

Plus, I have a good feeling
� about this place.

Does that mean we're ready
� to make an offer?

(Eddie)
� Come on, you knew
� this was in the works.

We didn't think it
� would really happen.

How can we move in 45 days?

It was part of the offer.
� They are willing to pay extra

to expedite the move.

I can't move
� in 45 days.

It's plenty of time.

It'll be on summer break
� by then.

I thought you'd all
� be relieved.

Why would we be relieved?

We have friends here, Dad.
� We have lives.

We have Charles.

(Jenn)
� We have a community
� that never wanted us.

We've been broken into twice.

Lizzie was kidnapped.

And on top of everything
� else, that psychopath Bishop

is still on the loose.

(Eddie)
� Your Mom's right--

Crime's on the rise again.

And I'm not gonna have you all
� in the middle of that.

Not anymore.

So, where are
� we moving to?

The 'burbs?

(Jenn)
� Would that be so bad?

You guys didn't want to move
� here in the first place.

Maybe one day
� we can move back again.

(Lund)
� So you gonna
� put in for a transfer?

No.

Why would I do that?

You're moving away,

you won't want to work
� the Heights anymore.

Just because I don't live here
� doesn't mean I can't work here.

Is that gonna bring back
� bad memories?

I said I'm not transferring,
� okay?

Okay.

Let it go.

It's gone.

Anyway, the only bad memory
� I have is Bishop--

Whatever the hell
� his name is.

And I'm going to
� take care of that.

He's a suspect in
� a murder investigation,

him and his girlfriend.

Homicide's got it now.
� What's there to take care of?

The man's trying to control
� my neighborhood.

It's not your
� neighborhood anymore.

You're moving away.

Where are we going?

(Eddie)
� Reverend Bishop's church.

Sanctuary's
� totally clean out.

Let's try his office.

When this man leaves,
� he really leaves.

Looks like he left you
� a souvenir.

(Eddie)
� And a message.

358.

�� The city never sleeps ��

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

�� Oh, easy come
� and easy go ��

�� When he's home ��

�� ��

�� Ooh hoo hoo �� ��

(Tay)
� We should've eaten out here
� more often.

I hope our new house
� has one of these.

What makes you think
� it's going to be a house?

You mean we can go back
� to living in an apartment?

Mom and Dad didn't say
� where we're going.

Better not assume.

That's so bootleg.

(Gladys)
� Hey there.

How my YG's doing?

YG's?

Did she just call us
� young gangstas?

YG is short for young
� and gifted, Taylor Sutton.

How are you, Lizzie?

Well, thank you.

Good.

Sure hope the family
� that moves in

is as nice as
� you all are.

(Tay)
� See you tomorrow,
� Mrs. Johnson.

I got a letter!

(Tay)
� Really?

You got friends?

Shut up.

Oh, my God.

It's from Boa.

Boa?
� The guy who kidnapped you?

"Dear Lizzie, I hope
� this letter finds you well...

Every day I pray I could take
� back what I did to you.

(Boa's voice)
� I know what happened to you,

no human being should have
� to endure--

especially a great kid
� like you.

I hope you'll find it in your
� heart to forgive me one day.

Maybe you could write to me--

I'm going to use my time
� in prison to better myself.

And maybe I can prove to you
� that I'm not a bad person.

Signed, Kirk Smith, "Boa".

Is he crazy?

It wasn't his idea
� to kidnap me.

It was his partner's.

You can't write
� to him, Lizzie.

I mean, do you want us
� to be homeless?

If Dad finds out Boa that wrote
� you and you wrote him back,

Dad'll kill him, Lizzie.

Then Dad'll go to jail,

Mom will be mad,
� we'll be sad,

we'll end up on the streets
� broke and homeless

because of you.

Maybe he'll do something with
� his life if he knows I'm okay.

Lizzie.

You can't write to him.

I know, you're right.

Just don't mention it
� to Mom and Dad, all right?

(Lt. Roberts)
� There's a 12% rise
� in drug sales,

a 10% increase
� in illegal weapons.

Especially in the Heights...

We can link some of these
� increases to the Heights'

new resident--
� William Bishop, Jr.

Who, as we now know,
� has been dead

for two years.

Our C.I. tell us this John Doe,
� A.K.A. Bishop,

has vanished,
� maybe left the country.

Homicide's none too pleased.

He's still
� the prime suspect

in the murders of Jessica Cho
� and Freddy Montes.

That'll be all,
� ladies and gentlemen.

Be alert, be safe.

Sutton.
� A word, please.

I hear you got an offer
� on your house.

Yeah.
� I was going to tell you.

I'm moving my family
� out of the Heights.

Given all you've been through,
� I understand that.

It's too bad though.

You were a perfect example of
� the Police Residency Program.

Captain'll be disappointed.

Tell the Captain I never
� asked to be an example.

I did my best.

Yeah.

Good luck.

(Johnny)
� Man, this isn't right.

Why you gotta bounce
� on a brotha?

It's not my fault.

Just when you were starting
� to become a player.

I don't want to move, Johnny.
� I like it here.

(Johnny)
� My Johnny senses

are tingling.
� Mmm!

Man that's a tasty treat.

Bad idea, Johnny.
� What?

That's Dwayne Lieser's
� girlfriend.
� So?

So he'll kill you, and then
� he'll pound your face in.

Man, totally worth it.

I'm going down
� to Foxy Girl Street.

I'm laying down
� my Nightingale beat.

Johnny Nightingale,
� baby.

What's your name,
� sweet thing?
� Theresa.

Theresa.
� What the hell you doing?

Just introducing myself
� to the lovely lady.

(Dwayne)
� That's my lovely lady.

Leave him alone, Dwayne.

Look, the lady's free to choose
� who she wants be with,

and right now,
� that somebody is me.

You better back off.

We ain't finished.

Lizzie!

You missed our session
� this morning.

I know.

I had to study
� for Ms. Klein's math quiz.

I bombed it anyway.

Is everything else okay?
� Kinda.

Kinda?

I got this today.

It's from Boa.

Yeah,
� I was surprised too.

But then again,
� I wasn't.

I can see why
� you're conflicted.

You said at times
� he seemed kind to you.

Yeah, I know.

I mean, what he did to me
� was a terrible thing,

and part of me really
� hates him for that.

But another part
� of me just--

Wants to go see him?

Why?

I don't know.

I think maybe he
� was a good person

that did something
� stupid.

Dumb, right?

No, actually it's not.

Really?

It could bring you
� a sense of closure.

Might be healthy
� for your family too.

My parents will never
� go for it.

I didn't even tell them
� I got the letter.

Lizzie,

there's this wonderful
� organization.

It's called
� The Forgiveness Project.

[hip-hop music]

�� ��

Wait a minute.

We have to stop.

We do?

Yes, we do.

Well, maybe we don't.

[keys on door]

We have to stop.

No, we don't.
� No, I think I heard--

Someone unlocking the door?

You did.

Mom, why aren't
� you at work?

Why are you having sex
� on my couch?

We weren't having sex--

Introduce me to your friend,
� Charles.

Mom, this is Cassie.

Cassie, this is my Mom,
� Marla.

Hi, really nice to meet you,
� Mrs. Antoni.

Mm-hmm.

Sorry,
� we were just--

Why are you home so early?
� I got fired.

That's the third time you've
� been fired in four months.

Some asshole
� grabbed my ass

and I bent
� his finger back.

I broke it.

You broke
� the man's finger?

If you've got a problem
� with that,

drop out of school,
� get a job,

and let some guy
� grab your ass.

I have homework.
� I'm gonna go home.

It's okay.

I'll walk you home.

Let me get my jacket.

So, Cassie.

You carry protection on you?

Protection?

From what?

Oh! No, ma'am.

I don't need my son stuck
� being your baby's daddy.

Ready, Cassie?

Let's go.

Come on.

[knock on door]

Hey, sweetie.

You're working hard.

What's that, an essay?

Um...not exactly.

I got this letter today.

Who's it from?

I'm writing him back.

But I really want to go see him.

It's out of the question.

You will not see him,
� you will not write to him.

But, Mom, I talked
� to Dr. Mendoza about it

and he thinks it's
� a really good idea.

Not just for me,
� but for the whole family.

He told me about
� this program--

The program is called
� The Forgiveness Project.

If you're hurt,
� you can go--

Lizzie,

before you make
� your plea,

we're gonna have to get your
� father in on this conversation.

I might as well
� forget about it.

He's gonna say no.

(Eddie)
� Hell no!

Why would Mendoza
� encourage her?

It's like pouring salt
� on her wound.

Telling her no is easy, but that
� won't be the end of things.

You know Lizzie when she gets
� something in her head.

Well, it's not going to happen.
� Subject closed.

Good night.

There's something else
� we need to discuss.

Like what?

Like where we are moving
� in 45 days?

I was thinking we could move
� back to the old neighborhood.

It's familiar.
� The kids have friends there.

Not to the old building.

No, no, of course not.

A nice apartment
� somewhere.

Save up until
� we can buy again.

From our own house back
� to an apartment.

Not exactly
� the American Dream.

No.

But we'll be safe.

[cell phone ringing]

Hey.

What are you wearing?
� Stop.

I've been calling you
� for hours.

Why haven't you picked up?

I had some stuff
� to think about.

Like what?

Like the birth
� control pills

your mom put
� in my purse.

No.

Oh, Cassie.
� I'm so sorry.

She's way out of line.

She has good timing,
� though.

If she hadn't come home,

what do you think
� would've happened?

I don't know.

I have mixed feelings.

Sometimes I want to.

Really?

You do?

(Eddie)
� Tell him to go to sleep,
� and hang up.

I gotta go.
� I'll talk to you tomorrow.

(Jenn)
� Lizzie!

I thought you said
� you knocked on her door.

I did.
� And she yelled at me.

Sounded like she was having
� some kind of personal problem,

so just I left
� her alone.

What do you know about women
� having personal problems?

(Jenn)
� Lizzie, come on down here!

(Lizzie)
� I'm here.

(Jenn)
� Did you sleep at all?

Barely.

All I could think about
� was Boa's letter.

(Cassie)
� I tried the "I couldn't sleep"
� ploy when I was 13.

It doesn't work.

(Eddie)
� Yeah, listen to
� your sister.

She knows whereof
� she speaks.

Can we at least
� talk about it?

Your mother and I
� already did.

We can't allow you
� to contact someone

who's caused all of us
� so much suffering--

I guess none of us have ever
� done anything we regret.

What's that?

(Jenn)
� It's great that
� you have compassion.

But it's our job to keep you
� moving forward in your life,

not stuck dealing with pain
� from your past.

Dad, no.
� That's mine!

It's over.
� Forget about it.

I gotta go. Have you seen
� my cleaning ticket?

You know how Mrs. Weyburn
� gets if you forget it.

Bye, Dad.
� See ya.

Hey.
� It is for the best.

(Eddie)
� Thank you, Mrs. Weyburn.

I'll see you next week.

I hope so.

Now what's this nonsense
� I hear about you moving away?

Who told you that?

Oh, the Reverend.

And he also told us all
� to make sure--

Officer Sutton,

you need to come
� back inside. Now.

Mrs. Weyburn,
� I have to get to work--

I want to make sure
� you get there alive.

What's up, man?

Thanks.

Don't mention it.

Around here

we look out for our own.

(Johnny)
� No más!

No más!

Come on, you fat load!
� Let's go!

Leave him alone,
� Dwayne!

Mind your own business,
� Sutton, or you'll be next.

Now get up, fat ass!

(Johnny)
� No más!

(teacher)
� Stop! Stop it!

Tay.

(Johnny)
� Dwayne started it.

(teacher)
� Dwayne?

Dwayne?

Somebody get the nurse!

Yes,
� this is an emergency.

We need an ambulance

at Powell Middle School.

Hurry!

Who do we have?

13-year-old
� assault victim.

Possible concussion.

Shortness of breath,
� dizziness.

How long was he out?

Says a couple
� of seconds.

According to the teacher,
� he was hit pretty hard.

Pupils are equal.

Doesn't look
� like concussion.

What's your name, son?

Dwayne.

Dwayne Lieser.

Let's get him
� to exam one.

Do an EKG,
� keep an eye on him.

What kind of person would
� do something like this?

(Eddie)
� Tay would not have hit
� that kid without a good reason.

This is why we have
� to get out of here.

It was just a fight.

Tay could've
� broken his hand.

And the boy he hit
� had a heart arrhythmia!

What if the kid had died
� from his condition, Eddie?

Tay would have to live
� with that his whole life.

He was beating up
� my friend.

Dad, you stand up
� to bad guys every day.

That's all I did.

Don't you think you took
� it a bit too far, Tay?

Not if that's what it takes
� to get some respect.

You should've seen
� the way everyone

was looking at me
� after I did it.

It does balance out
� the clarinet.

He's not even shown
� an ounce of remorse.

[doorbell]

Officer Sutton.

Reverend Hammond.

I know I'm the last person
� you ever expected

to darken your door--

You're damn right.

I'm actually here to shed
� some light, Brother.

May I come in?

[cell phone ringing]

(Jenn)
� Cassie!

Your phone!

[cell phone keeps ringing]

Oh, I'll just turn it off.

Cassie!

(Cassie)
� Who was it?

What are these?

Are you having sex?

No.

I'm just holding them
� for a girlfriend.

Cassie, listen to me,
� birth control pills are drugs.

You need a prescription
� to take them.

More importantly, if you
� and Charles are having sex--

Mom, we're not
� having sex.

I swear.

Baby, I know
� you like Charles,

but, will you promise me
� you won't do anything stupid?

I promise.

And give these back
� to your girlfriend.

Mom, please don't
� tell Dad.

He'll get all upset.

Cassie, I don't like keeping
� things from your father.

Mom, please.
� Just this once.

Let it be between us.

I'll think about it.

(Hammond)
� Victor Mendoza

is a member
� of my congregation.

He told me about Lizzie.

He what?

I was recently put in charge
� of the Lincoln Heights'

chapter of
� The Forgiveness Project.

So now you have
� two jobs.

Poverty pimps never
� can get enough money, huh?

If there was money
� to be found in forgiveness,

it'd be a lot easier
� to get people to do it.

I'm here to ask you:

allow Lizzie to do
� what's already in her heart.

Let her visit Boa.

He kidnapped her.
� Tried to kill her.

Now you want to use my daughter
� to grease your PR machine?

PR is neither
� good nor bad.

What we're used to seeing
� is the Thug of the Day

on the local TV.

But Lizzie--

she's a chance to see
� something fresh.

And we need it, Eddie.

We need it real bad--

She's not a symbol.
� And she's been through hell.

Which is why her being able
� to face Boa is so important.

"And a child shall
� lead them--"

You're good, Reverend.

But where was your vision when
� you tried to ruin my career?

Where was your vision

when because of you, my family
� had to testify against me?

I misjudged you.

Yeah.

And I'm sorry.

But you came to Lincoln Heights
� to make a difference.

And you're doing it.

You just didn't know
� how much it would cost.

Reverend, you have no idea
� what I've been through.

I know you're
� a good man, Eddie.

You're the kind of man
� that people look up to.

I beg you.

Let Lizzie be
� her father's daughter

and also do great things.

I'll think about it.

That's all I ask.

It's gonna be all right,
� I promise.

One thing about
� the real Lincoln Heights:

we look out for our own.

There is nothing to fear,
� Lizzie.

The Forgiveness Project
� has guided people through this

many times.

And I'm right here
� beside you.

Thank you, Reverend.

[door buzzer]

Hi.

Hi.

Thank you for coming.

Thank the Reverend.

He's the one
� who convinced

my parents
� to let me come.

So--

How's your head?

It's okay.
� I had it coming.

Yeah, you did.

I want you to know...

I would've never
� ever hurt you.

I think I knew that.

And I know
� I don't deserve it,

but if you could find it
� in your heart to forgive me--

I think I can.

Okay, can we talk about
� something else, please?

How's your family?

Are they okay?

Sort of.

We're moving away
� from Lincoln Heights.

Because of Bishop?

Yeah, kind of.

You know,
� it's for the best.

He's a dangerous man,

you never know what
� he's gonna do.

When he gets mad and starts
� talking with that island accent,

watch out.

Island accent?

Yeah, you know.

Like from Jamaica, mon.

Well, we just came
� for a short visit.

You think it would be okay
� if we wrote to each other?

We'll talk
� to Lizzie's parents.

There's a supervised
� correspondence program.

We'll look into it.

(Hammond)
� Lizzie.

Bye, Boa.

Lizzie?

You coming here,

is the nicest thing anybody's
� ever done for me.

Come on, Lizzie.

(Lt. Roberts)
� Ezekiel Khan.

Gun running,
� drug trafficking,

assassin, head of
� a phantom death squad?

This guy's a regular
� Tony Soprano.

How'd we inherit him?

Guess things got too hot
� for him in Kingston town.

How'd you know Khan
� was Jamaican?

Inside tip.

Denny Hammond.

I didn't know you and the good
� Reverend were on speaking terms.

Let alone sharing
� inside tips.

We've reached
� an understanding.

Uh-huh.
� Good work.

Sergeant,
� I want an APB put out

on Ezekiel Khan.

Sutton has a photo
� and particulars.....

Contact Interpol's
� NCB in Jamaica.

Antacid?

Thanks.

[bullet shot]

Did you see
� where it came from?

I think it came from
� the building across the street.

(Lund)
� Central...

12-Adam-6.

Bascomb and 5th.

Shots fired from
� unknown location.

Officer needs help.

Anyone on the roof?

No.

No curtains moving,
� either.

I think he's gone.

Yeah, for now.

(Eddie)
� It was a random shooting...

We were in the wrong place
� at the wrong time.

That the way
� you see it?

Yeah, like he said.

Probably some
� wannabe banger,

trying to make his rep
� shooting a cop.

All right.

Write it up.

Have your report on my desk
� by the end of watch.

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir.

There's no way
� he believes us.

He's got to suspect
� it was Khan.

I don't want to have
� a protective detail on me.

And I don't want
� to sit at a desk.

Not until we find him.

So far, it looks like Khan's
� the only one doing the finding.

You scared?

You want to ride with somebody
� else for a while?

No blame.

There's no need
� to insult me.

Here comes my
� new best friend.

Hello, Reverend.

What can I do for you?

You can stay alive,
� for one thing.
� Excuse me?

Mrs. Beatrice O'Connor,
� at 513 Bascomb Avenue,

was sitting at
� her apartment window,

as she does
� every afternoon,

she saw someone on
� a roof shoot a rifle

at a police officer
� down below.

Did she see what
� the shooter looked like?

Only she said
� it was a woman.

A woman?
� Is she sure?

As sure as a 90-year-old
� with cataracts can be.

Officer Sutton.

You're in grave danger.

I don't know what the force
� is planning to do about it,

but I want you to know that
� the people of this community

have your back.

A single man,
� no matter how bad,

cannot stand against
� the community.

Well thank you, Reverend.
� I appreciate that.

Don't thank me.

Come out to church
� on Sunday

and thank
� my congregation.

[cell phone ringing]

Hello?

How does it feel being
� the hunted for a change?

Drop the phony accent, Khan.

I'm coming after you,
� Rasta.

Well, don't keep me waiting.

Are you crazy?

What's the matter
� with you?

I ask you to do one
� simple thing for me.

One simple damn thing.

Kill Sutton.

What's so difficult?

I tried, baby.
� I did what you said.

This rifle is accurate
� to over 600 yards, you know?

How do you miss?

Unless you wanted to.

I got nervous, I guess.

Maybe I'll get nervous.

Come on, baby.
� Let's just...let's go away.

Let's start over, okay?

Just you and me, okay?

I've one more score.

I've a shipment of pure white
� coming in tonight.

Then that should be enough to
� set us up, maybe down in Guyana.

Then we can
� leave tonight?

After I finish
� with Sutton.

No, Sutton doesn't matter.

He matters to me.

[doorbell]

Who is it?

Marla Antoni.

Charles's mother.

I'm Cassie's dad,
� Eddie.

Your son's not here.

I was looking
� for your wife.

She's not here,
� either.

Anything I can
� help you with?

You need to talk
� to your daughter.

About what?

I caught them practically
� having sex on my sofa.

I gave her birth
� control pills,

but you need
� to rein her in.

I don't need
� grandkids right now,

you know what I'm saying?

And you need to get out
� of my house.

'Cause you're way
� out of line.

Goodbye,
� Mrs. Antoni.

Look, if I don't
� look out for my son--

Goodbye.

You don't
� understand--

Hey, Dad.

Hey, Dad.

Hi, honey.

I had a little visit
� from Charles's mother today.

She came by here?

To tell me that she walked in
� on you and Charles.

What!

Doing what?

Tay, don't you need to practice
� the clarinet or something?

No.

Yeah.

Why did Charles' mother
� give you birth control pills?

Dad, we weren't having sex,
� we were just making out.

Wait a minute.

Charles' mother gave you
� those birth control pills?

You knew about this?

I was going to tell you.

Cassie, your father
� and I need to talk.

When were you gonna tell me?

I was thinking it through.

How many arguments have we had
� about this very same thing?

Me keeping things from you.
� Now you do this?

I was trying to think of
� the best way to tell you.

How about as soon
� as you found out?

It was about sex.
� You might not want to know.

Anything that has to do
� with our kids,

I want to know.
� You know that!

She is a girl, Eddie.

Cassie should feel comfortable
� talking to her mother.

She might not
� if I tell you

everything about
� her sex life!

Would you please stop?

You guys arguing
� is not gonna stop me

from having sex!

Cassandra, you do not need
� to be talking right now.

[cell phone ringing]

Sutton.

You said you could protect me.
� Remember?

Layla.
� Where are you?

I need to talk to you.

You wanna
� meet somewhere?

I can't.

If he knew I was
� talking to you,

he'd kill me.

If I help you catch him,
� will there be a reward?

I'm think we can work
� something out.

Where is he?

At a warehouse
� on 5th and Delacroix.

He's expecting a shipment
� of cocaine tonight at midnight.

I gotta go.

Hey, Charles, it's me.

I really wish you were there.
� I need to talk to you.

I don't think we should see
� each other for a while.

My Dad found out about
� the pills.

If he didn't like you before--

it's really worse now.

This better be
� "nosebleed" grade.

[car engine]

Police!

No one move!

[gunshots]

Aah!

Unh!

Unh!

(Khan)
� No!

Unh!

Khan?

He got away.

(Lt. Roberts)
� We busted up Khan's
� operation,

took out four
� Jamaican dealers...

I'd say we had a pretty
� fair night's work.

But Khan got away.
� I don't think he'll go far.

I don't either.

That's why
� I'm assigning

a protective detail
� to your home.

Putting you on a desk.

Lieutenant--
� It's done.
� Lund's right.

Khan's out there,
� he'll be gunning for you.

Especially with
� his girlfriend dead.

I'm not taking
� any chances.

It's late.
� Get some sleep.

Both of you.

I'll see you
� in the morning.

Yeah. Good night,
� Lieutenant.

(Lund)
� You gonna be okay?

Yeah, yeah.

See you tomorrow,
� today...whatever.

Eddie, let it go.

You're gonna make
� yourself sick over this.

All right.

Good night.

[door opening]

Forget something?

Yeah.

I forget to kill you.

Shoot me, you'll never
� get out of here alive.

I get in, right?

You're a fool.

You kept coming
� after me

even after
� I killed the kid

that took your daughter.

I don't owe you nothing.
� I told you that.

We were even.
� We're not even.

'Cause your daughter's alive.

My woman is dead.

Layla's the one
� that turned you in.

Go ahead.

Kill me.

Do it.

You'll never rest easy...

as long as I'm alive.

Hold on, Lizzie,
� let me get that.

Since when do you like
� taking out the trash?

This may be the last time
� I get to do it.

Be careful with
� your wrist.

Hey, kids.

People sure have changed
� since we moved here.

So have you.

I mean, nine months ago,
� you wouldn't have exactly

hit someone and sent them
� to the hospital.

I didn't mean
� to hurt him.

Does he know that?

Reverend Hammond says that
� forgiveness is the first step

to making things better.

It's too bad we never got
� to go to his church.

Do you really forgive that
� Boa guy for kidnapping you?

Yeah.

Why?

Because he said "sorry"
� and he meant it.

Do you think Dwayne
� can forgive me?

Only one way to find out.

(Johnny)
� You're out of your mind, man.

Everyone's going to think
� you're a punk.

I know I'm not one.

Hey, Dwayne.

Listen, I just wanted to say
� sorry for what happened.

I didn't mean for it
� to go that far.

Do you think
� we can shake on it?

My parents are gonna
� sue your ass, Sutton.

When your family
� loses everything,

then you'll be sorry.

Your family ain't
� gonna sue anyone.

I got 20 witnesses here

who said you put
� the first beat down on me.

So you know what?
� My family's gonna sue you.

Yeah, right.

Ooh! Oh, man.

Whoa!

Man, I think I whiplash
� when you hit my neck.

Okay! Ow!

Oh, whoa!

Oh! Man, I can't see.

I can't feel my legs.

Nurse, nurse!

Ow, man.

I can't see.

I can't feel my legs.

So, Tay,

even though
� you're moving,

maybe we can
� e-mail each other.

Okay.

That's my boy.

Ow, man.
� It really hurts.

Mr. Sutton, I feel like
� every time I talk to you

I'm apologizing
� for something.

I don't know what got
� into my mom--

Thinking Cassie might try to
� trap a guy by getting pregnant.

Sounds like
� a personal issue to me.

My mom may have been
� out of line--

but that's no reason
� to insult her.

Okay, so what's
� your point?

I'm sorry about
� what happened.

I talked to my mom.

I told her what
� a special girl Cassie is.

That she is.

Can we just start over?

Cassie!

(Cassie)
� I can't believe my dad is
� letting me go out with you.

What did you
� say to him?

Stuff men say
� to each other.

But the important thing is
� what I want to say to you.

Cassie, sex isn't that big
� a deal to me right now.

Well, maybe a medium deal.

The important thing is...

I love you,

and I want you to feel
� comfortable with me.

I am.

And I've always been
� comfortable with you.

I guess we just have
� to trust her.

And each other.

I know.

But I don't have
� to trust him.

I can't believe he came after
� you in your own locker room.

No worse than coming after me
� in my own neighborhood.

Soon to be former
� neighborhood.

You know what?
� We need a toast.
� Yes.

To starting over
� and leaving old wounds behind.

That's right, we did it before,
� we can do it again.

After all...

Are we not Suttons?

Suttons we are.

But I think

there's one thing we need
� to do before we move away.

(Hammond)
� We have very special guests
� in our midst today.

The Suttons.

Through thick and thin,

they are an example
� of what family truly means.

I would particularly
� like to recognize

Officer Eddie Sutton

and his commitment to keeping
� Lincoln Heights safe.

Brother Sutton
� recently rid us

of one of the many scourges

that seek to prey upon

the vulnerable
� of our community.

And for that we say,
� "Thank you."

(congregation)
� Thank you.

(Hammond)
� And Amen!

(man)
� Amen!

But the Suttons are trying
� to sneak out on us, y'all.

Even put
� that beautiful house

up for sale.

(congregation)
� No!

So let's pass the peace

and greet each other
� in love like we do,

but let
� the Suttons know

how much we love them...

(congregation)
� Yes!

how much we need them...

(congregation)
� Yes.

and how much
� we are looking out for them.

Amen.

[all clapping]

You're doing
� what's best for you.

I got that.

But I gotta say that it's--

It's folks like you that make
� Lincoln Heights worthwhile.

�� Nobody, nobody,
� nobody but you ��

�� Glory, glory hallelu! ��

�� When trouble comes ��

�� And gets in my way ��

�� I raise my head ��

�� And thank Him
� for another day ��

�� Lift up my voice
� and shout out His praise ��

�� Nobody, nobody,
� nobody but you ��

�� Glory, glory hallelu! ��

�� Hallelu ��

�� Hallelu
� Oh, yeah ��

�� Glory ��

�� Nobody ��

�� Nobody but you ��

�� Nobody, nobody ��

�� Nobody but you �� ��

[doorbell rings]

Mom, Dad!

Hi!

Sorry to pop over,

but I'm afraid
� I have some bad news.

And I have
� some good news.

Why don't you tell us
� the bad news first?

The Goodwin family heard
� something very disturbing.

A boy in the local middle school
� was beaten up this week

and put in the hospital.

Really?

Yeah, well.

They can handle
� the occasional street crime.

But they just don't want it
� around their kids.

So they've asked me
� to withdraw their offer.

Well, what's the good news?

There's another family
� that's interested in your house,

and I made them an appointment
� for this evening.

That's if
� that works for you.

That doesn't
� work for us.

We're taking the house
� off the market.

(realtor)
� Are you sure?

Because I think that I--
� Oh, no.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Let me know if you ever
� change your minds.

Absolutely.

Thank you.

Tay, you saved us!

Tay,
� you're the best!

Get upstairs, boy.

[laughing]

We're home, baby.

(choir)
� �� Nobody knows all
� that I've seen ��

�� Nobody knows all
� of my trials ��

�� Nobody knows all
� that could be ��

�� Nobody, nobody,
� nobody but you ��

�� Glory! ��

�� Glory! ��

�� Hallelu! ��

�� When trouble comes ��

�� And gets in my way ��

�� I raise my head ��

�� And thank Him
� for another day ��

�� Lift up my voice
� and shout out His praise ��

�� Nobody, nobody,
� nobody but you ��

�� Glory, glory hallelu! ��

�� Nobody but you �� ��