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(announcer) PREVIOUSLY ON LINCOLN HEIGHTS:

This car's your golden ticket into design school.

Right now I'm more concerned about what Cassie's gonna think.

Why?

The car's for her.

(Cassie) Every work of art needs a signature.

Like what? Like this. It's a Chinese symbol for faith.

If we can get these kids off the street

and into a room talking,

we can end this violence and get our community back.

Peace ain't good for business, right?

I'm not in that life no more.

I'm officer Lund.

Hi, daddy.

Charles, what are you dong? Let's go!

Have you lost your mind?

Charles, you have to leave now!

[acoustic guitar music]

♪ ♪

♪ Hold me still ♪

♪ And though you never will ♪

♪ Alarms, they ring ♪

♪ And you could feel the air, yes ♪

♪ Don't you know ♪

♪ That you get hot enough ♪

Now, this is a piece for tomorrow's showing.

Vibrant colors, emotion.

It's truly not bad for who you are.

Please. Don't gush.

You're embarrassing me.

Really, it tells your perspective.

But in the future, I would love

for you to let go of some--

Of my rigidity.

[laughs] All right.

But the installation looks great.

We gotta lay down those tracks, man.

I'm out, lock up when you're done, all right?

Let's get outta here.

Seriously! I am not rigid.

Okay, try some of this.

Might give you what Luc is looking for.

Mm. I'd rather be rigid.

How did you get alcohol anyway?

Fake I.D.

Okay, this thing has gotten me into some killer raves,

hot clubs, you name it.

It's pretty good, huh?

It would have cost me a fortune, but...

I made a deal with the guy.

Seriously, you are crazy, sage.

Oh, no. Just resourceful.

I mean, I grew up with a mom who spent

more time at her boyfriends' than at home.

Stick with me. I'll loosen you up.

[laughs]

I found a great two bedroom for me and sage.

It's actually not far from here.

Not far from here, as in it's in Lincoln heights?

You got three jokes to make up for the grief I gave you

when you moved here, and that's it.

All that smack you talked, three jokes is not gonna cut it.

To have you as back up and Cassie as a friend for sage,

I'll eat as much crow as I have to.

So we're the only reason you're moving here?

Admit it. The heights is growing on ya.

Where else can you get 50 cent tacos?

The tacos and the right price help,

plus the fact that Cassie goes to Robeson.

But I'd move to Timbuktu

not to be parenting alone.

[female over police radio] All units in the vicinity, alley at 2137 grant street,

10-71, shots fired, code purple.

Let's hit it.

[siren wailing]

[door opening]

Where have you been?

At revolution setting up the monthly art installment.

We agreed you'd come straight home from school

to work on your English paper.

I forgot.

Your paper's due tomorrow.

We need to discuss this job of yours.

It's not the job. So the story's changing?

No. We closed up early.

Lulu, Luc, and I set up,

and then I hung out to paint and hung out with sage.

Is this the same sage who threw a party at my house?

Mom!

You know, I would watch the eye roll

and the tone if I were you.

I gotta say I'm not loving Your choice of a "BFF."

you don't even know her.

I'm not sure I want to.

Not if she's got anything to do with this new flip attitude

or less-is-more look, 'cause it's not.

I'm not a child anymore.

You can't pick my friends or my clothes.

Do you wanna test that theory?

You know what?

You're gonna have to let go and let me have a life.

[indistinct radio chatter]

Lieutenant!

He's dead.

We have a 187.

Request the M.E. I know him.

He's a Shiloh. His name is Kenny Johnson.

Went by Li'l beak, right?

What was he doing around here? This is all-star territory.

Must've had a death wish.

What do we got?

Possible all-star gang hit on a rival gang.

Maybe a drive-by.

The shilohs aren't gonna like this. Well, I don't like

that more innocent people are gonna die because this punk

couldn't stay on his own turf.

You know, gang member or not, he's still a victim.

A victim with a family.

A family who raised him to be a banger.

The blood's on their hands.

This whole neighborhood's about to implode.

Talk like that will only bring it down faster.

Enough!

Your job is to make sure that doesn't happen.

♪ The city never sleeps ♪

♪ You've got to live to your own beat ♪

♪ So easy come and easy go ♪

♪ But it's home ♪

♪ ♪

Tell me what the frying pan did, so I don't make that mistake.

Cassie "forgot" to come home and work on her paper yesterday

and then gave me attitude.

I think sage is a bad influence.

We need to squash this friendship.

No, Lund is moving to the heights

because sage and Cassie are friends.

But sage is years ahead of Cassie,

and our daughter's already picking up bad habits.

If you could have heard the way she talked to me.

Teenage daughters aren't supposed to get along

with their mothers.

Are you saying I'm overreacting?

I just think you can't blame sage

for Cassie's teenage rebellion.

She hasn't given Lund any trouble.

Oh, I see.

So this is about you not wanting

to hurt your friend's feelings,

not about my relationship with my daughter.

Jenn.

Don't.

I gotta go to work.

Hey, Cassie.

Ready to watch the wiz? It's on TV tonight.

Time for our annual sing-a-long-a-thon.

[laughs] Can't.

I have some paintings in this month's art installment

at revolution.

The party's tonight.

Oh, cool. Well, I'll come.

I wanna see what you've been working on.

Mm. You'd be bored.

I'm-a hang with my friends.

It'll be up all month.

You'll have some time to see it.

Bye, dad.

Hey, kiddo.

I'm taking Tay to sign up for activities

at the community center before school.

They got a girls' basketball league.

Oh, I guess.

Dad, is it true that there was another shooting

in the neighborhood yesterday?

Yeah, they just can't stop killing each other.

It just seems to be getting worse.

Dad, you promised reverend Hammond you'd work on a truce.

I know, Lizzie, but it's a little more

complicated than that.

Speedy breakfast, you two or else we won't make it.

I'm gonna sign up for weight lifting class.

Give my muscles some definition.

[gags]

What muscles?

I can't wait to see how much I can bench-press.

What do you think, dad? 50 pounds, 100?

Ounces maybe.

Yeah, take it slow, champ.

Eddie Sutton.

Paul Reyes, long time no see.

Infamous power forward.

Good to see you.

Same here. Hey, meet my kids.

Lizzie and Tay.

Nice to meet you. What's up?

Are you ballers like your dad?

Lizzie is. Tay wants to pump iron.

Cool deal. Sign up over there.

How long has it been?

A lot of years.

Remember our first citywide games?

Those were the days. It was the event.

The whole community would come out.

So what's the deal? The game's in a few days.

The glory days are over, man.

We're gonna forfeit. No team.

Not even a coach. It's sad.

It is.

That was a great way to make friends.

Mm-hmm. Yeah.

Well. All right, you guys are set.

Lizzie starts practice in a week.

Tay, you start body building this afternoon.

Sweet. I'ma be so ripped.

Oh. Sure.

Cool, see you later at the Rev's art show.

Ooh--- Sorry.

Hi. I haven't see you around.

I know. That was intentional.

Look.

It killed me what happened at revolution.

But my job was at stake. And you overreacted.

I know.

Nothing's going on with Luc.

It's completely innocent.

I know that too.

I miss you. I'm sorry if I hurt you.

Wanna hang out after school?

I have to work.

Actually, a couple of my paintings are opening

tonight at revolution art show.

I was thinking we could do something just us.

Please. It would mean so much to me.

And I promise we'll have some time to hang out alone.

Of course I'll come.

Smoke signals would be more effective

the way you're abusing that phone.

Uh, Jenn and I got into a thing this morning.

It's nothing.

How's fatherhood going?

Easier than I thought it'd be.

Sage is awesome. She cooks, she cleans.

Tss.

I gotta say I might actually have bred a student.

[laughs]

She spends so much time studying at your house, I hardly see her.

Hey, hey, arrest me, man, or shoot me!

Just don't torture me with any more crap

about you guys' home lives!

Settle down.

Why'd you pick me up, man?

All-stars didn't shoot

that Shiloh street kid!

I know nothing about it!

Nothing, really? I find that hard to believe.

I'm not active anymore.

Yeah, but you still got your homies' ear.

And for us, more importantly, their respect.

Hey. That's them.

Yo, hands behind your back. For what?

Yo, what are you--

What are you doing?

You wanna go in with him?

Go with it. Trust me. He didn't even do nothin'.

Back off.

Yo, what are you--

You ain't got nothing on me, man!

Shut up! Will you?

Ah, nah, nah, man! Yo!

[both shouting]

Man, yo!

Hey, yo, I know you don't expect me

to play nice with an all-star right now!

The streets are too hot.

Shots have been fired on both sides.

Man, no one's been hit since we lost our little homie.

Yeah, we wanna keep it that way.

Tell that to the Shiloh street punk!

I'm retired Shiloh street!

Man, we the ones with a green light on our heads!

What did the all-stars expect when they gunned down a Shiloh?

Hey! Shut it!

Nobody speaks unless he's got info that helps.

I got a witness who can prove it wasn't a all-star hit!

Now, to me that sounds like knowing something about it.

Who's the witness?

The grandmother of one

of the homegirls who lives on the block.

What did she see?

Li'l beak being dropped off BY A BLACK AND WHITE AT 5:45.

The cops dropped him off

made him shout his hood name

and make a run for it.

The timeline fits.

The homies saw a cop pick him up on Ernest boulevard

in a gang sweep.

But an all-star could've gunned him down later.

It could have been a Shiloh

for his homie being on the wrong turf.

Man, we didn't kill Li'l beak!

Why do the cops always assume it was a gang banger that did it?

Okay, we'll check it out. But I need your help.

I want your sets to play together

in the mission vista annual citywide games.

I need your help rallying players.

You trippin', man! Li'l beak was popular.

People are raw.

Yo, that's be suicide. Yeah.

The goal is to call a truce

while we practice for and play the game.

Man, what do you get out of it?

Time.

The cops need time to find the shooter.

You're ogs.

You claim you got juice with your set, right?

Prove it.

Don't tell 'em who they're playing with.

Just tell 'em to show up.

Without heat. Nobody packs.

You're asking a lot, man.

Gather them on the court or gather them at the cemetery.

(man) Don't look at me! You hear me?

I said don't look at me!

What in the world?

There's a guy in the waiting room coming down hard.

It looks like opiates, maybe heroin.

How do you know?

I was a medic in desert storm.

I've seen it all and then some.

I can't even imagine.

Oh, you absolutely can. You work here.

Do you still work in medicine?

I did until recently.

I was a practical nurse in Atlanta.

But my mom got sick, so I came back here.

Let me walk you out. All right.

So did you grow up in the heights then?

Yeah, but I've been gone a long time.

Well, we are very glad to have you back.

Very glad.

[yells]

[Jenn screams]

[dialogue indistinct]

Let go!

Do you have im Lorazepam?

Yeah, behind the desk. Bottom drawer.

Get off!

Hurry up. Come on.

Kill her! Relax!

Kill her!

Don't! Don't!

Don't! Stop!

We should hire Ruben.

He sensed that guy was about to go off.

Hmm, what gave it away?

The frantic pacing or the paranoid ranting?

No sign of a concussion.

Lay back, let me check your ribs.

Ah.

Easy.

We could use Ruben's skills around here.

Practical nurse who could also help with security.

We got the budget for it.

Does this hurt?

[gasps]

Sorry. My hands are probably cold.

No, they feel good.

Because of the swelling.

Oh, oh.

Dr. Mario's just examining me.

I was attacked by a--

Attacked? By who?

By this patient who had a psychotic break.

Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine. Really.

Yeah, her ribs are just bruised.

So maybe some ice, ibuprofen, a little rest should do it.

See you in a little bit.

I came to apologize about this morning.

I was insensitive.

And belittling.

That too.

But, um, I gotta get going.

You sure you're all right? Do you need anything?

Oh, I'm just sore.

All right.

(Lund) Please tell me you've come to your senses.

Do you realize how insane this basketball plan is?

There's nothing insane about giving people

from different backgrounds a common purpose

to work towards.

Sports are a great unifier.

And you really think bangers are gonna show up

when they see a rival gang and a cop.

You mean cops plural. No thanks.

This is your funeral.

I want no part of it.

It's your neighborhood now.

You've got to invest in it.

And so it begins.

Okay, fine.

You got yourself an assistant coach.

Hey, Franklin. Yo.

You talk to one Trey's witness?

Any closer to solving this thing?

Might be.

Take a look at the ballistics report.

Bullet's from a hunting rifle.

You don't see that a lot around here.

Are they officially hunting each other for sport now?

Only when cops drop them in enemy territory

and force them to run for their lives.

Hey, a guy named

Eric marks, uh,

reported a break-in last night.

A rifle was stolen from his apartment

overlooking the alley.

Any word on an all-star who committed a b&e?

Not that we've heard.

Look, I don't think they're involved.

You want us to bring the owner in?

I'm not sure he can tell us much.

Bring in some all-stars.

We'll shake 'em up, and, uh, see what falls out.

We're picking up the owner.

You're kiddin'.

Congratulations! You have arrived.

If revolution's arriving, I guess I have.

Hey, first the Rev. Next MoMA.

Hey, mingle, ladies. Self-promotion is key.

Wow. Cassie, I'm so impressed.

Oh, thanks.

Oh, Charles, you remember

Lulu, sage, and Luc.

Of course.

Hello.

Charles, are you an artist too?

No, not really.

That is so not true.

He designs custom cars.

As in matchbox?

No, as in classic sports cars.

What's the one you're working on?

A '65 Ford Mustang.

So basically big boy toys.

It's hard work.

It takes a lot of vision and skill.

Simmer down. I'm just joking.

Sounds like a cool hobby, man.

Excuse me.

I've gotta get back.

I'm sorry.

No worries. I'm so proud of you.

This--it's the best work I've seen you do.

It's really good.

I need to compliment your work more often.

No argument here.

The color's pop, and the perspective's dead on.

[giggles]

And I love the way you did that thing with the--

No more compliments, or we'll both need cold showers.

Hey, hey, princess, I gotta steal you away.

Sam Henry from the Sam Henry art gallery

wants to talk to you. All right?

Mm-hmm. I'll be right back.

Don't go anywhere.

Look at miss thing eating up the spotlight.

Looks like she forgot all about us little people.

I guess matchbox cars just aren't sexy enough.

[acoustic guitar music]

♪ ♪

♪ I know life has got you down ♪

♪ And your world's turned around ♪

♪ And the things you do ♪

♪ Ain't there no more ♪

♪ And the pain, it starts to build ♪

♪ And you don't know how to feel ♪

♪ But I'm telling you ♪

♪ Things are gonna get better someday ♪

♪ Love is gonna treat you right ♪

♪ Someday ♪

♪ Everything will be all right ♪

Thank God my mom didn't change her password on the account.

♪ Gas money ♪

How long do you get to keep the car for?

She'll probably want it when she gets back.

Actually, I should text her before she leaves.

Thanks so much for the ride.

I can't believe Charles ditched me.

I know. What is up with that?

It was so random.

Watch out!

Crap!

It's a cop.

Okay, chill, girlie. I got it covered.

License and registration.

This is all just a big misunderstanding.

No, no misunderstanding.

You pulled out without looking or signaling.

I know. I'm sorry, officer.

I didn't see you. Um...

Our dads are actually cops.

Good for your dads.

I need to see your license and registration.

Now, please.

[whistles]

Well, what do we have here?

I think you young ladies need to step out of the vehicle.

You're not watching the wiz.

It's not the same without Cassie.

You and Cassie

are in different stages right now.

She'll come back.

I promise.

Is denying your little sister's existence an official stage?

Unfortunately, yes.

You want me to watch it with you?

I know the words to the songs.

Uh, no thanks, mom. I've heard you sing.

You're no Diana Ross.

That's right. I'm better.

[laughter]

Hey, dad,

thanks for hanging that pull-up bar in my room,

but I'm a quit body building

and stick to playing in the orchestra.

Why do you wanna do that?

Today was a disaster. I couldn't even do a pull-up.

I could only lift ten pounds. It was humiliating.

It was your first day. You gotta work at it.

You'll get there.

Not gonna happen.

What are you workin' on?

Plays for the basketball game.

This game is gonna be a train wreck.

Why is that?

Gang bangers don't wanna get along.

They like hatin' on each other. It'll never work.

I can't accept that until I try.

I need to put in some effort before giving up.

'night, champ.

Good night, dad.

Your oldest daughter

is trying my last nerve.

She's late.

Again.

I can't wait out there any longer.

I'll wait up. You rest.

Babe, thanks for the flowers.

I didn't realize they'd wind up doing double duty

as a get-well gift.

How are you doing about today?

Me? I'm fine.

I'm concerned about you.

The clinic isn't the safest work environment.

I talked to Dr. Mario about hiring someone today.

Good.

Anything else about today bothering you?

I wasn't happy about us arguing this morning.

Me neither.

Anything else?

No.

But I get the feeling there should be.

I know, it's just--

You walked in on Dr. Mario examining me.

You seemed, you know, a little off.

Wanna talk about it?

Nothing to talk about. I was just concerned about you.

Okay. Just checking.

It's good. Good then.

[phone ringing]

Hello?

What?

Be right there.

Do you two realize how lucky you are

officer Denis called us?

You're lucky he didn't book you on the spot.

Where'd the pot come from?

Why are you asking me? Ask her.

They know it's not mine.

Well, it's not mine.

Fine. Whose is it then?

How should I know? Cassie was in the car alone.

Okay, come on.

What are you trying to pull?

You're my dad. You should be on my side.

Give me a reason to be. Because I'm your daughter.

And I didn't do this.

I'll admit I've done a lot of things,

took mom's car and plastic, but not this.

Besides, if I knew that there was pot in the car,

I would have smoked it.

Might not be what you wanna hear,

but that's the truth.

(Lund) The pot's not sage's.

Come on. Who else's could it--

You're not suggesting it's Cassie's?

Could be. You said she's been acting out.

Hold it right there.

Your daughter hasn't exactly been a model citizen

since she arrived here.

She threw a wild party at my house.

Yeah, which Cassie hosted.

Are you kidding me?

Sage, tell 'em it's not mine!

I don't know that it's not.

How much weed did you toke?

You think you're so cool because you drink,

you go to raves, And you have a fake I.D.!

You bitch! Why don't you just admit it's yours?

I should've listened to Jenn.

Some back-up parent you turned out to be.

Last time I do you any favors!

Back up, Sutton! She's my daughter.

She's telling me-- Open your eyes and stop being so gullible.

No, you just can't handle the fact that saint Cassie

may not be so perfect after all! I don't want her around Cassie!

Come on. Let's go.

(sage) I am so not ever speaking to you again.

Good, it saves me the trouble of ignoring you!

Why did you take off last night?

Because I came for you, and you ignored me.

And frankly I'm surprised you noticed I left.

Well, I did!

You didn't say good-bye. You were my ride.

Well, I figured you'd get one of your new artiste friends

to give you a lift.

I did.

I had to get sage to give me a ride.

And thanks to you I got busted for her stash of weed.

How is that my fault?

I didn't tell you to be friends with her.

No, but you left me there to fend for myself.

Yeah, the same way you left me. Charles.

There was a room full of people, and I was a few feet away.

I'm sorry, but I thought you could handle it.

Have you noticed how many times

you gotta say, "I'm sorry" lately?

Maybe you should take a hint, and try saying it for yourself.

[school bell rings]

I can't be late.

You'd stay if it was about your art.

I gotta get to class.

Mr. Marks, what were you doing AT 6:00?

Doing inventory.

Can anyone verify that?

No, I was alone.

Streets were empty WHEN I WALKED HOME AT 9:00

and found my apartment trashed.

Is that when you realized your rifle was gone?

And a digital camera, a laptop, and some cash? Yeah.

What do you know about the shooting in the alley?

Well, just what was in the papers,

that it was, uh, gang-related.

Hey.

He give us anything?

I know this guy doesn't have a record,

and the rifle was registered,

but I believe he knows more than he's saying.

Accusing innocent people again?

Loo, I put the report on your desk.

I'm rounding up gangstas as fast as I can.

Any of them actually guilty?

Well, we'll see if any of them will talk.

I'm telling you, one of these bangers

knows who stole the rifle and who fired it.

I'm not letting this go.

I'm gonna find that rifle.

I'll canvas the pawn shops and dumpsters myself.

Settle down, Dirty Harry.

We have a basketball practice to get to.

[all talking]

You'll see. You'll see.

All right, all right.

They'd better be-- They'd better come--

[all arguing]

Oh, hell no, man!

Verne, why'd you tell us not to pack heat, man?

I ain't down for no fair fight, man.

This ain't no West Side Story.

Fall back, all-stars! Fall back!

How can you punk out on us, man?

[Eddie blows whistle]

Nobody punked on anybody,

and we're not here to rumble.

Cops? Man, you did us dirty?

You did yourselves dirty.

Now do yourselves a favor, play hoops for Lincoln heights

in the city wide games, or get taken in.

For what?

You got nothing on us.

That a new tattoo you got on, Bryant?

I see you got a new one too, Ramon.

Gang activity's a probation violation,

and you're all on probation.

Which means I could bust you all right now

just for walkin' in with your homies.

Why are you hassling us?

Shouldn't you be looking for the punk

who smoked Li'l beak?

We are. That's part of the deal.

We want a truce in place now.

No gun shots, no green light. Let us do our jobs.

Yeah, why bother? Cops don't care about the truth.

The two in front of you do.

Nah, the truth is the cops are the ones responsible

for our boy's death.

Pigs dropped him off in the first place.

We know. And we were wrong.

We're doing everything we can to find the murder weapon.

Now, the best thing you can do

is play in this game.

NOW, WHAT'S IT GONNA BE:

Hoops or lock up?

Lock me up.

No way I'm gonna play for a pig.

Take me in too.

I ain't peace-treating for nobody.

Your choice.

Get off--

Are you serious?

You'll never make this stick!

This is entrapment!

Anybody else?

Shiloh street! Shiloh street!

[yells] Anybody else?

More room in the van.

Chill, chill. Yo, we'll stay as one.

All right.

Let's play.

You wanna do this?

Prepare to get schooled!

I'll wipe the floor with you.

Watch.

Most definitely.

[whistle] All right!

Oscar!

Desmond!

Jesus.

Ramon.

Bryant. You're with me.

We're skins.

So I got Luis, keyshon, one Trey, Travis, and Verne.

We're shirts. Let's go.

Let's go!

Let's see what these cats got.

Yo! Pass it back!

Oscar, you see Desmond!

I'm open!

Yo, rebound.

♪ Squish ♪

Look up, look up! I'm open!

I'm open!

Keyshon, use your teammates!

One Trey's open!

♪ Let me show you how I run my court ♪

♪ Left, right, pass-- Off the glass ♪

You wanna go?

Let's go! Come on! Yo, you--

[whistle blows] Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Hey, hey, hey!

Break it up!

Get on the bench, will ya?

Keyshon, take a seat! Now!

You can't control your team

like you can't control your daughter.

I'm in.

Me too.

♪ Squish ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Squish ♪

Hey, watch those elbows, man!

If you can't stand the heat--

(Oscar) Oh, snap!

(Desmond) They look like pigs in heat!

[all yelling]

♪ ♪

♪ Show you how the game go ♪

♪ My best defense is your offense ♪

No wonder cops can't keep the peace.

We done here?

Yeah.

Uh, see you tomorrow AT 4:00 to warm up.

GAME'S AT 5:00. And don't forget our deal.

Man, we're not the ones who need a deal.

Yeah, uh, you guys call a truce.

Then come talk to us.

♪ ♪

Who's this?

I'll take him in.

Chauncey Hayden.

Owns a pawn shop down on justus,

we found this weapon in his store.

Serial numbers match the stolen rifle.

Signature on the transaction is a John Smith.

Mr. Hayden says a white male sold it to him.

I'll bet my pension ballistics proves

it's our murder weapon.

You think this John Smith's the shooter, not a banger?

I do.

Once you grab a bone, you don't let it go.

That's what I like about you, Sutton.

Look, I got a meeting with the M.E. on another case.

But, uh, you can show him the pictures if you want.

Can you positively identify the person who pawned you the rifle?

That's him.

(Lund) Are you sure?

Take your time.

He was wearing a baseball cap.

But yeah, I'm sure.

Eric marks.

Thank you, Mr. Hayden. We'll be back.

Oh, yeah, it's about time! I've been waiting here!

Where is my car, and where is my daughter?

I am done with our so-called arrangement.

Hey, you finally decided to respond to our call.

Kimberly, this is my partner Eddie Sutton.

My ever-pleasant ex-wife Kimberly.

Nice to meet you.

I'm taking my car, and I'm taking my kid!

Where are they?

I'll get the warrant.

[sighs]

Please keep your voice down. This is crazy.

I get a call from the police saying they have my vehicle.

You're the police!

Oh, you are so completely useless.

It's nice to see you too. You look good.

Me, thanks. Yeah, I've been working out.

I don't have time for niceties, Kevin.

I'm supposed to be on a cruise, leaving in four hours.

Your car was impounded for pot.

Oh, I am gonna kill that girl.

She smoke my stash?

What?

No, she didn't know it was in the car.

Good. Well, where is she?

We gotta hit the road.

No. You know, not good.

You can have the car, but you can't have sage.

My daughter deserves better.

Great, you'll start on Monday then.

Perfect.

We are lucky to have you.

Yeah, I appreciate the recommendation, Jennifer.

Thank you for hiring him.

When you're right, you're right.

Want a little lunch?

Oh, no thank you.

I'm gonna just go pick something up.

Aw, come on. Please don't.

I always order too much food.

I can never decide between chicken and beef.

I'm not gonna eat the leftovers.

All right, in that case I will.

Thanks.

All right.

It's quite a little set-up you got here.

So how's Eddie dealing with the other day?

Oh, he wasn't the least bit jealous.

I meant about the attack.

Oh! Um...

You know, he was, uh, worried, of course.

But he'll be glad now that you hired Ruben.

You should know, my wife and I,

we were-- We were the jealous types.

You know how that worked out.

I know I'm being silly.

But, you know, when I was in school,

Eddie was jealous of every doctor that I worked with.

And it was annoying, but I kinda miss it.

It made me feel desirable.

No matter what Eddie says or how he acts, he's jealous.

Believe me. And how do you know?

I would be if you were my wife.

They didn't show, huh?

This could have worked. I blew it.

Well, you had some help there.

Listen, uh.

The pot was Kim's.

She was just mad that sage might have smoked it.

I'm sorry.

No. I am.

For a minute there I thought I had it under control, but...

Raising a teenager's hard.

You know, whether or not our daughters are friends,

we'll be cool.

I wish I'd known that yesterday before you fouled me.

I fouled you?

The department should have saved their money.

What a waste.

[cell phone rings]

Sutton.

Yeah, Franklin.

Yeah. Keep me posted.

Eric marks returned home.

Powell's gonna pick him up.

Powell?

He'll screw it up just to mess with you.

I can't get there. I'm not leavin' the game.

What game? Look, the team didn't show.

I'll stay and forfeit.

You're sure?

We don't wanna let this guy slip through our fingers, go.

Thanks, man.

[car revs up and screeches]

Stop! Police!

[grunts]

Gimme the cuffs, come on.

It's 20 minutes to game time.

Your set's welching on our deal?

Streets are quiet. There's been no gunfire.

No thanks to your gang crackdown.

Then where's the team? They showing?

Where's the shooter? You looking?

Yeah. We almost got him.

We stood by our word. Really?

Sounds like you're looking under the same old rocks.

Do those rocks tend to lead to 40-something white guys

with pawned rifles?

Eddie's on his way right now to make sure the collar sticks.

I told you it wasn't a g.

You were right.

So are we gonna play, or are we gonna forfeit?

We don't punk out on our deals.

(marks) It was self-defense!

Look, I saw a gangster walking towards my building

with a crazed look in his eye.

I thought he was trying to break in!

That was a look of terror.

Why didn't you report it if you shot in self-defense?

I was afraid his set'd retaliate!

Oh, they will.

You made it look like a gang killing.

That fueled the war. Not a good way to make friends.

(Franklin) Sutton, I got him. I got him!

Powell.

You have any idea who dropped Li'l beak off?

Why you askin' me?

See, I don't keep tabs on my brothers in blue.

[cell phone ringing]

Lund?

We got him.

Good. Get your butt back here.

We got a game.

[cheers and applause]

Time out, ref! Time out!

Come on in, guys. Come on.

We're being killed out there.

Nah, it's a slaughter. Listen.

We are better than what that scoreboard says.

I know we are,

because I played for this team back in the day.

Blacks, Latinos, whites.

You name it. All together and we represented.

Because that's what Lincoln heights was about.

We've got to prove that that's still what we're about.

Our community is counting on us to work as one.

Are we gonna let 'em down?

(all) No.

Are we? (all) no!

I can't hear you! No!

Good, now we gotta work together.

Pass the ball. Call the picks.

And look out for each other.

We're one team with one goal.

All right, now let me hear it. Hands in.

Come on, guys.

Now, listen, Lincoln Heights on three.

One, two, three!

Lincoln heights!

That's it, baby.

Let's go. Come on, guys.

[cheers and applause]

All right, keyshon, d 'em up, baby!

Oh, yeah!

[cheers and applause]

Come on now! Come on now!

Strong d! Strong d!

Go, keyshon!

Where's that guy going?

Keyshon, help, man. I got you, I got you!

Come on, Trey. Help out!

Castillo, I got you! Keep right.

I got it! I got it!

Whoo!

Yes! Yes!

What made 'em show? I thought they bailed.

They did till they realized we didn't.

It worked. Yeah.

(Desmond) Man, I know you're not pawing my skulls.

Man, only to crush 'em, fool!

Yo, we out.

Vamanos.

Well, that was a hollow victory.

Not really.

If peace between them can happen for a second,

it can happen for longer.

What happened?

You didn't do this, did you?

I was upset.

About what?

Your stepdad.

Look, I know you don't wanna talk to me about him,

but you need to talk to somebody.

Luc knows a guy. He's--

You talked to Luc about my stepdad?

I just mentioned it.

That was between me and you.

I had to talk to somebody.

I'm worried about you.

With good reason!

This has nothing to do with my stepdad!

Then why? I don't understand.

You didn't do this because of me, did you?

The car was a gift for you.

I did it all for you.

I had no idea I hurt you that bad.

Cassie, we're working too hard at this.

I finally get it now.

What is that supposed to mean?

I don't wanna limit you.

And I can't give you what you need.

We're in different places right now,

and it's not going to get better.

Are you breaking up with me?

Are you?

Yes.

Don't you love me anymore?

That doesn't matter.

It does, Charles. It matters to me.

Did you ever love me?

I did, and I still do.

Why won't you fight for us?

Because it won't work.

This is for the best.

For who, Charles?

Don't say it's for me, because it's not.

You're doing this for you.

One more. One more.

One more.

Dad, I didn't think you could do it, but you did it.

I'm proud of you.

[laughs] Thanks, son.

I shouldn't have doubted you.

Why not? I did.

But I still had to try.

Uh, Cassie?

Baby, what's wrong?

Now I have no one.

No Charles, no sage.

You must be thrilled.

Cassie, get back down here and apologize to your mother.

Eddie, let her go. She needs her space.

She's hurt. She needs a punching bag.

Here's your new set of wheels.

A bus pass?

Mm-hmm.

You've gotta be kidding me. Nope.

Ride it in good health.

Your mom got the car, but I got you.

I know it was your mom's pot.

Okay, so why am I being punished? You're not.

You're being parented.

Now give me the fake I.D.

Great.

I feel sick.

Now let's discuss curfew

and the consequences of breaking it.

[scoffs]

How are you doing?

Better than Cassie.

I remember the passion and pain of young love.

Heartbreak hurts a whole lot more than bruised ribs.

And what's causing your heartbreak?

Do you think other men don't find me attractive anymore?

Excuse me?

Why weren't you jealous the other day?

There was a handsome doctor with his hands

on your sexy, soft skin,

who sees your curvy body, gorgeous eyes

and scrumptious lips more than I do.

Of course I was jealous.

You didn't show it.

I'm mature now.

I can hide the green-eyed monster better.

But since I know you like the jealous type,

that old geezer at the pharmacy

better watch out.

[giggles] Come on. The way he looks at you!

And that ref today, I'll kick his butt I see him again.

Not to mention the paper boy.

Oh, he's 12. Doesn't matter.

He best not be eyeballing my woman.

My rib's feeling better.

You want me to make a house call just to be sure?

Yes, doctor.

[R&B music]

♪ ♪

♪ Here we meet again ♪

♪ My stranger friend who ♪

♪ I always seem to run into ♪

Cassie?

I don't wanna be alone.

Get in.

♪ ♪

I'm sorry I blew you off.

I can't believe I missed the wiz.

You didn't.

I recorded it.

Wanna watch it now?

In the middle of the night?

Everybody's sleeping.

We'll sing quietly.

♪ ♪

[strained grunt]