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CHESTER MCDONALD: I can't believe you bought Spam.

JODI: Hey, my father loves Spam.

Must be a Minnesota thing.

Minnesota thing?

You want to know what Minnesotans consider fun?

Discussing the weather with tourists.

I mean, they're state's unofficial motto

is, cold enough for you?

It's no wonder my parents turned out so boring.

CHESTER MCDONALD: Boring?

That's not so bad.

Hey, you are about to find out.

You know, it would be totally understandable

for you to be a little nervous.

CHESTER MCDONALD: I'm not nervous.

They did bus in 1,000 miles to meet you.

You can admit it if you're nervous.

I'm not nervous.

Here, I'll meet you at the bus station, all right?

Where are you going?

Their bus is due in 10 minutes.

[SIGHS]

Hi there.

Go, go, go!

[LAUGHTER]

CHESTER MCDONALD: Nice score, man.

Chase McDonald, LAPD.

Oh no, man.

I'll be your driver this afternoon.

Or you can jump, but don't expect me to slow down.

Hey, man, are we going to a police station.

Oh, yeah.

I think so.

[SCREAMS]

Yeah, so I really, really think

you're going to like Chase.

[HORN]

Watch it!

[SCREAMS]

Aw, jeez.

I offer you a ride, these are the thanks I get.

[SCREAMS]

Uh, he should be here any minute.

Boy, you're going to get us killed.

That's nothing compared to what my girlfriend's

going to do to me.

What?

Whoa!

Mom, Dad, this is Chase.

Hi, nice to meet you.

Hi.

Oh, this is--

Roy.

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

Here we go, here we go!

Oh!

Oh!

All right.

Yeah, what you want?

I got two on the eight.

Come on.

We ride on that.

Yo, man, I need some TLC, man.

Take me back to the house.

Yeah.

Kickback with a drink and a blunt, watch the box,

call over a couple of women.

You the man, Frank.

You know what I need.

What you've needed for the past two years--

a hit album.

You want to start selling records again, A.K.?

You want to go back on top like you once were?

Well, it ain't going to happen with a blunt and a

couple of bitches.

You got to get back to your roots.

You got to show the world that you're

still a gangster, that you ain't some soft in the belly rap

star.

And it all starts here.

Yo, man, you ain't gonna start with whole "Eye

of the Tiger" stuff, are you?

FRANK MILLAN: Get in touch with yourself.

Now get out.

[ENGINE]

Come on, now.

Come on, come on.

The right, the right, the right stuff.

Watch my back.

I got you covered.

Yo.

How's about letting a brother play a little bones, bro.

Yo, chill, cuz.

A.K. Ain't seen you around here in a long time.

Been working, you know?

Trying to get paid.

Yeah.

But we don't need you round here, bitch.

Clarence Mills.

He's only 16 years old.

Damn.

What are you doing?

Huh?

Oh, I'm inspecting the crime scene.

No, you're not.

You're doing a bad impersonation of someone inspecting

a crime scene, but you're not really

inspecting the crime scene.

If you'd been inspecting the crime scene,

you would have found this.

It's Jodi's parents.

That bad, huh?

Worse.

I don't think I made a very good first impression.

You know, I showed up a couple of minutes late

to pick them up at the bus station.

I think they're holding it against me.

Mack, you showed up upside down in a car

with an armed robber in tow.

"When the homies go to town, you better watch your back.

With a double deuce, someone is going to get whacked."

This is handwritten.

Definitely not a hallmark card.

Rap lyrics?

Yeah.

He's a Bulldog Crip.

Right.

Something we can work with. - Where to?

Visit to Bulldog Crips.

I know the leader.

Tough SOB named Cage.

Dealt with him before.

OK.

Can we stop by the florist on the way there?

I want to get flowers for Jodi's mom,

you know, maybe smooth things over?

Yeah, right.

That always smooth things over for me.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

How's the tour of LA going?

Oh, we're having a great time.

They thought Rodeo Drive was nice.

And Hollywood Boulevard, it was a little rundown.

And oh, they were most excited when

I took them to Venice Beach because that was interesting.

I told you, they just love excitement.

There's our man.

Honey, I got to go.

All right.

I'll see you later.

And tell August to talk to Kendra.

She's coming. CHESTER MCDONALD: OK, honey.

I'll tell him.

My man Cage.

Tell me you're glad to see me, Cage?

That depends, cuz.

On what?

What the witness says.

[SMASH]

[SCREECH]

[HORNS]

Hey!

Hey!

How'd you do that?

You were behind me.

You may be young and fast, McDonald,

but I've got the experience.

Get him out of here.

CHESTER MCDONALD: Come on.

Let's go.

Experienced enough to know better.

AUGUST BROOKS: So what was it, Cage?

You find Clarence sleeping with your old lady?

Clarence was my man.

Why would I want to smoke my man?

Why'd you run?

Rodney King.

You're a very funny man, Cage--

especially for a guy who just lost one of his homeboys.

Yeah, whatever, man.

"When the homies go to town, better watch your back.

With a double deuce, someone's gonna get whacked."

Come on, man.

Them is rap lyrics, man.

That's A.K., man.

What is going on here, man?

Y'all gonna bust me every time you see me?

I ain't done nothing, man.

A.K.?

Is he a Bulldog Crip? - Come on, man.

What's up with you? You stupid?

You ain't got no radio?

A.K. used to be down with the set and all that.

You know what I'm saying?

He definitely a G. Now he makes records, man.

Fool got millions, man.

He ain't with all this old nonsense.

Fool live on the hill, man.

Got a nice view of the hood, too.

When's the last time you saw A.K.?

I seen him last night.

Came through the set.

You know what I'm saying?

Big body guards, all that.

That's all good.

It's funny, though.

Him and Clarence didn't get along.

Clarence didn't like the fact he was coming around the set.

Cuz ain't putting no work in no more.

How did A.K. take to the fact that

Clarence didn't like him there?

Said he'd show us what a real gangster was.

[BELL]

Yeah, y'all pigs find out it was A.K. that shot Clarence,

you let us know.

Save your punk asses some court time.

Fool, let's ride.

That was nice of him.

BDC, cuz.

Straight that, fool.

Holloman, my lady of the lake.

What have you got for us?

Well, I ran a handwriting analysis on those rap lyrics.

They didn't match the victims so I ran them against A.K.'s.

Where did you get a sample of A.K.'s handwriting?

From a publicity photo.

And they match?

Perfecto.

See you later, guys.

Thanks a lot, Holloman.

Great.

If the Bulldogs find out we've got evidence linking A.K.

to the murders--

How are they going to find out?

We've just received word from an anonymous source that

gangsta rapper A.K. is being questioned concerning

the murder of a Clarence Mills.

Mills was shot down last night in what

appears to be a gang dispute.

Reporting live, this is Dawn Kingston, Channel 9 News.

Is being questioned?

Reporting the news before it even happened?

That's too fast.

You want to see fast, I hope the Bulldogs

weren't watching that.

Let's go.

Yeah.

[DOORBELL]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Whoa.

Is A.K. here?

Who wants to know?

Detective Brooks.

My partner, Detective McDonald.

A.K.?

We want to ask A.K. a couple of questions.

August, sounds like there's a party going on upstairs.

Oh, yeah!

Come here.

I told you this room was off-limits, punk.

On three?

Three.

What the hell is going on?

Here you go, Patch.

Put this on your head, man.

PATCH: Thanks, dog.

A.K. takes care of his people.

We'll have the door replaced.

Oh, don't worry about it.

I got loot.

I just hope y'all wiped y'all feet for y'all came

kicking in my doors.

Fans paid a lot of money to put me in here.

From what I hear, you don't have a lot of fans left.

Wait till you hear my next album.

Matter of fact, I'm gonna dedicate a song to you.

Oh, I am trembling with anticipation.

What do you know about Clarence Mills?

Come on, man.

I don't answer no questions, especially when it comes

out of the mouths of cops.

Learnt that in the hood.

Right on.

You learn that before or after you killed Clarence?

Hey, Frank, I kill anybody last night?

If you have any questions for A.K., you talk to me--

not to his lawyer, not to his mother.

You talk to me.

A.K. doesn't need the pressure of talking to cops.

Well, tell him, Frank.

You listen to Frank, man.

I got to watch "Days of Our Lives."

All right, Frank.

I've got a question for you.

How was it that we found a dead Bulldog Crip with A.K.'s

lyrics on him in A.K.'s handwriting.

Oh, oh.

Oh, not only do I kill a brother,

I left my calling card in his pocket.

Come on, man.

Get real.

Where were you last night?

- I was at a business meeting. - With who?

That's none of your damn business.

You know what, Bartholomew, I don't

think you're following this.

You see, August and I are homicide detectives.

And as homicide detectives, it's our job to--

get this-- investigate homicides.

Whew. What a concept.

Now this morning, we found Clarence Mills

shot dead with a .22, what you might

refer to as a double deuce.

Definitely homicided.

On top of that, we found all kinds of evidence

pointing to you as the killer.

Now you see where it kind of becomes our business?

Now let's try this one more time, all right?

Where were you last night?

Enough!

A.K. is not answering another question without our lawyer

present.

That's right.

I want a whole team of lawyers present.

I want so many lawyers present, Johnnie Cochran

will get jealous.

Everybody down!

[GUNSHOTS]

Call an ambulance.

Mac, where the hell are you going?

McDonald!

Call an ambulance.

Hey, kid-- police.

I need your bike.

Get your own bike.

Didn't your mother ever teach you

to have respect for the police?

Up yours.

Ah!

Yo!

The brakes are bad.

Ha, ha!

[SQUEALING BRAKES]

Man, where you come from?

[GUNSHOTS]

[GROANING]

Is he going to make it?

He'll live.

Well, you've got to give those Bulldogs credit for something--

they sure don't waste any time.

They also know how to execute a drive-by.

Meaning?

A Bulldog would know, you shut the engine,

throw the care in neutral.

Target never hears you coming.

I heard these guys coming a mile away.

All right.

If not the Bulldogs, then who?

I hate trick questions.

Found this in the house.

Double deuce.

Yeah.

Serial number's been rubbed off.

He's making this way too easy for us.

It's almost like he wants us to catch him.

Mm-hm.

Shall we?

Allow me.

What are you doing?

You're under arrest for possession

of an illegal firearm.

Frank!

They got nothing on you, A.K.

Come on.

Let's go, Bartholomew.

Wait-- man, don't--

Frank!

Come on.

- There he is. - Come on, man.

REPORTER: A.K.! - Hey, man.

These cuffs are on too tight, man!

A.K., A.K.-- did you have a role

in the death of Clarence Mills?

Ooh, you're that fine girl from Channel 9, huh?

Why y'all pull "Gilligan's Island" from the schedule?

Man stuck on a desert island with two fine women

and can't get laid.

Get a man a break. - Come on, people.

Let us through.

We understand he was shot with a .22?

I won't shot with nothing, man.

I ain't got nothing to do with that.

- Come on, people, move. - I want my mama.

- Clear the way. - I want my mama!

Why do I always have to ride in the back?

Because I always ride in the front.

Well, I always ride in the front, too.

But I always drive.

Oh, and what a wonderful driver you are.

Did your father tell you about the day

that he got three tickets for going

through three red lights--

one in reverse?

I've got an idea.

How about we go to Universal Studios

and check out the Jurassic Park Ride?

Only if I get to ride in the front?

OFFICER: McDonald, Brooks-- this was not the gun

used to kill Clarence Mills.

I compared the slug taken from the victim's head

with the gun that was shot over at A.K.'s house.

If you look closely enough, the grooves are different.

Captain says let him go.

Are you sure about this?

Oh, about as sure as I was about my ex-boyfriend

sleeping with his secretary.

So we let a killer back out on the street.

Hey, makes a lot of sense to me.

You still think he did it, huh?

He had the motive, no alibi, A.K.'s rap lyrics on the body

in A.K.'s handwriting.

Paints a perfectly clear picture for me.

Mm.

Maybe a little too clear.

What's wrong with clear?

I like clear.

Well, captain says we don't have enough to hold him,

so we've got to let him go--

unless we can convince him to stay.

- To stay? - Mm-hm.

Here?

Uh-huh.

This is a cop station, McDonald.

You don't hear the phones ringing off

the hooks of people making dinner reservations

to be here, now do you?

I got an idea.

I knew you would.

[SINGING] There's no way.

There's no way.

Woo hoo.

[DOOR ALARM]

My lawyer here yet?

Actually, you're free to go.

Ha, ha!

Now you're talking.

Before you leave though, I think it's only fair to warn

you that you've had over, what?

40 death threats in the last hour.

40.

I think that's a new record.

More than O.J., huh?

Wait, wait.

I had more death threats than O.J. Simpson?

Well, you see, actually most of O.J.'s came

from Mark Furman.

We think most of yours came from people

claiming to be Bulldog Crips.

80% said they'd kill you the second you step foot

outside the police station.

And the other 20%?

Well, four said they'd kill you the minute you got home.

Three said they'd kill you while you slept.

And one said he'd kill you if you ever stepped

foot on the planet Venus again.

Ah, so don't go there.

You know, fellas, I'm a little tired, man.

I think I'm just gonna here and rest, man.

You know, I ain't tripping.

Well, gee, August.

I don't know if we can let him do that, huh?

I don't think so.

Taxpayers don't like to pay their money to keep

innocent people in jail. - Come on, fellas.

Give me a break, man.

I been up all night.

You try staring at gold albums for six hours straight

and not get a headache.

[SINGING] No way.

There's no way.

That's a lot of nice gold on the wall, huh?

Mm-hm.

This is one of A.K.'s.

Looks a little dusty.

Yeah, well, that kid shouldn't even be on the same wall

as some of these people.

What, you don't like rap music, August?

It's celebration of violence.

- It's just music. - Yeah?

You come down to the gym, hang out with my kids sometimes.

It's a battle cry to a lot of them.

I signed A.K. to Flash Records about three years ago.

Yeah, I was a talent scout then.

But now, I'm the man, you know what I mean?

I'm the man.

Yeah.

So I found A.K. rapping at this club down on Sixth Street,

all right?

And right when I saw him, I went--

boom. I mean, boom!

This kid's going to sell a zillion, right?

I mean this kid, he just--

he oozed the streets.

AUGUST BROOKS: You know, it's interesting how you phrase

everything in the past tense.

Yeah.

Yeah.

So his first CD, platinum, all right?

Second CD, barely gold.

His third CD, I couldn't even give it away.

All right, look, let me tell you something about John Q. Public.

John Q. Public does not like some spoiled rich kid

singing about the streets.

He lost his gangsta edge.

Until now.

[LAUGHTER]

What changed?

What changed?

What changed?

Let me tell you something--

I couldn't think of a better publicity

stunt than this murder rap.

This CDs are flying off the shelf

faster than I can keep them stocked, all right?

I got-- I'm almost sorry I let him go.

You let him go?

Yeah.

Yeah, I met with him last night.

It was around 6:00 o'clock.

I had to push him out the door around midnight.

This wasn't pretty, OK?

If he was with you last night, why didn't you

come forward in his defense?

Oh, guys, because I'm not stupid enough to kill the goose

that lays the golden CDs.

Boom!

This kid is through the roof, OK?

Oh, you guys know.

You're cops.

Want some more popcorn?

No. No, thank you.

No.

Picture's not so clear anymore, is it?

It's not my fault he didn't give us an alibi.

Look, the kid was dropped from his label.

It's got to be rough.

We can't arrest him because he's got a big ego.

That's too bad.

See, I want all you people to know this is a little setback.

You know what I'm saying?

A.K.'s making a come-back.

Looks like A.K. changed his mind about staying.

A.K.: Check it out.

I want all y'all to know that this is wrong the way things

went down, but see, this is classic

example of how the police--

Well, he's free to do whatever he wants.

A.K.: But on the lighter side of things, read my lips--

no more taxes.

Are you still a suspect?

Is that all you can talk about, man?

Talk to my lawyer. I've got an album coming out.

I want all y'all to come.

I want you, you, you, and especially you.

[GUNSHOTS]

[SCREAMING]

Rooftop!

White car.

Police. We're gonna need this vehicle.

Take it.

Don't scratch it.

[CRASH]

[SIRENS]

This only happens in the movies.

I really want you.

You know what I'm saying? A strong--

Death attempt number two.

Someone really wants A.K. dead.

The Bulldogs.

I thought you said it wasn't the Bulldogs.

The drive-by.

I didn't think that was the Bulldogs.

But who else has reason to kill him?

August, Chase, until we catch whoever's responsible for these

shootings, I'm assigning the two of you to A.K.

protection detail.

JODI'S MOM: A.K., what an interesting name.

What does it mean?

African King.

Oh.

And how many people are in your tribe?

Mom--

Honey, your father and I know everything about African Kings.

You know, we saw this documentary the other night

about an African warrior.

What was his name, honey?

Chaka Kahn.

All right, dad.

Oh my--

Jodi used to have these big old buck teeth.

I'm sure Chase doesn't want to hear this, dad.

No, no.

I'm actually very interested.

When she graduated middle school,

she was voted most likely to gnaw on a tree.

[LAUGHTER]

You get it?

Like a beaver.

You remember that?

Yeah.

Um, some people just don't let me forget.

Uh, excuse me--

can I please go back to jail now?

Please?

Excuse me, I'm here about the shooting today, A.K. I'd like

to talk to the two detectives.

Well, they're not here right now.

I'm Lieutenant Richardson.

Can I help you?

I could get fired for this.

I think this will help you catch the guy

who attacked A.K. It's cued up.

Let's take a look.

- Here you go, Bob. - Oh, thanks.

Where's August?

You know, most of you know me as a big jazz fan,

but I'd like to do something a little bit different tonight.

And I would like to dedicate it to someone

very special in my life--

my little brown sugar sitting there.

You got to be kidding.

[SINGING] In the soft cool moonlight,

you touched me oh so nice.

You send the chills up and down my spine.

You're my angel undercover.

You thrill me like no other.

Hold me like you'll never let me go.

Magic's in the air, stardust in my hair.

Pinch me once.

I know I must be dreaming.

You're my midnight lover.

Heart to heart in harmony as one.

You're my midnight lover.

Making love until the morning comes.

Come here closer, my dear, and let me whisper in your ear--

Hey, I've gots to get a piece of this.

Hold up, hold up.

[SINGING] Let me grab the mic, hear what I gots to say,

my name's A.K. for blowing suckers away.

I'm just a gansta prankster.

Run up and I'm gonna bank you.

I like to be in gangs here, August, thank you.

[SINGING] Hey, magic's in the air, the stardust in my hair.

Pinch me once, I know I must be dreaming.

You're my midnight lover.

Heart to heart in harmony as one.

You're my midnight lover.

Making love until the morning comes.

[APPLAUSE]

Hey, baby!

Hey!

You and me, we got to go into business together.

Yeah, well, you good, kid.

But we got two totally different styles.

It wouldn't work.

August, that was great, man.

I never know you could sing like that.

Yeah, well, there's a lot you don't know about me, my man.

Keeps you on your toes.

[PHONE RINGS]

McDonald.

You're kidding.

All right, yeah.

We'll be there in 15.

All right.

That was Richardson.

Said some news reporter brought by a videotape of the attack

today.

I think we should go check it out.

Right.

Honey, I'm sorry.

Honey, honey-- August and I got to go back to work.

I'm sorry.

Oh, you're not getting out of this that easy.

Huh?

Dad, haven't you just always wanted to see

the inside of a police station.

I'd love to.

Uh, Jodi, I don't know if that's such a good idea.

Mm-hm.

Mom and I have other plans.

Um, August, what do you think?

What could it hurt?

Listen, honey, I'll try to be home early, OK?

And try to make it in the music business.

I'll tell you what-- we'll talk about it later.

Bye.

Have a good time.

You did good.

And you dance good.

It's not much to see at normal speed,

but if you slow it down--

OK, freeze it.

Zoom in.

Looks like our sniper.

Richardson, tell me you know him.

Career criminal, small hustler.

His name is Kurt Brown.

I've seen him in here before.

He'll do anything for a buck.

Address.

- Let's go. - All right.

Thanks, guys.

Well, hello gentlemen.

I'd like to thank you for taking care of my client,

but I think we can handle it from here.

He's had two attempts on his life already.

Think you can protect him?

It was cleared by your captain.

Hold on a minute.

I think that choice lies with A.K. What do you say,

little brother?

Personally, I don't know why you gave him a choice?

And I thought he sort of liked us.

Stay.

Ah!

August, you OK?

Doesn't this jerk ever give up?

Well, what are you waiting on?

Go, go.

Ah, jeez, what the heck.

Get in.

I'm driving.

You got it.

Hold on, partner. - Go, go, go.

[CRASH]

Come back!

Come back!

You all right.

Yeah, I'm fine.

I'll take it.

Sir, I can show you this in a second,

but there's a guy right now.

Sir!

[LAUGHTER]

Man, I haven't had this much fun since the summer of 1957.

Her name was Susy the Jackhammer Halloway.

What a screamer.

Oh, yeah, hey-- where are we going?

Hey, there he is.

This is 1-William-13 requesting back up.

Southbound 101.

I need that back up now.

[HORNS]

What the--

[SCREAMS]

[LAUGHTER]

Why did you try to kill A.K.?

Oh, this is bigger than just me, man.

I was hired to do it.

I needed the money.

I got expensive needs, man.

Wasn't nothing personal.

Who hired you?

I talked to him over the phone, man.

We made a deal.

That's all I know about him.

- He's lying. - No, man.

No!

I swear.

He told me who to hit.

That was all, man.

Next thing I know, he was babbling about making some 20%.

20%?

We in trouble.

What do you mean we?

[SHOTGUN PUMPS]

Why?

Business.

You're fired, Frank.

Since the story broke, record sales have increased 50%

in a 24 hour period.

Look at all the publicity I got you.

And you want to fire me.

But I didn't kill nobody.

I know.

I did.

He's a smart guy.

The music lyrics, that was his idea.

A little obvious, but it worked.

You didn't do this for me?

I've been trying to drop your dead-beat

ass for over a year now.

You got your 20%.

I got 20% of nothing.

Of course, with record sales increasing,

some crisp greens are going to be lining my pocket.

But why you got to kill me?

I've been trying to kill you all day long.

I even took a hit for the cause.

Man, we can work something out.

You just said yourself the record was selling.

Obviously you didn't read your contract when you signed it.

You die, my share triples.

You become a martyr with your death.

You'll go the way of Janis Joplin,

Kurt Cobain, Jimi Hendricks.

In death, you'll be bigger than you ever were,

bigger than you could have ever dreamed.

You should be thanking me.

Post-mortem sales will increase and I'll be there

to collect every red cent.

You'll go to jail.

No, I don't think so.

I think they'll be blaming this on the Bulldogs.

You see, why would they suspect me?

I'm your friend.

A.K. has just left the building.

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[SIRENS]

A.K.: Hey, Frank--

[GUNSHOTS]

Yeah, I wouldn't do that, cuz.

[GUNSHOTS]

I'm not scared of you.

Why don't you say that again, little bitch.

A.K.: Hey, man, I would never kill Clarence, mam.

I swear I wouldn't kill a brother.

We already know.

I heard this fool.

I'm about to kill you right now, boy.

Everyone freeze!

August, I think we have a situation here.

Cage, don't do it, man.

Homebody tried to make us trip on a homie, cuz.

Then set the Dogs up, boy.

Killed Clarence.

Don't nobody killed a Dog and live, baby.

It's time for you to die.

Pay up time.

He will pay, Cage.

How about life without parole, huh?

I want you to know one thing--

I could have killed you tonight.

You understand?

You watch your back.

Here's your 20%.

[SIRENS]

You like it?

A.K. gave it to us as a gift.

He said he didn't want any friends of his driving

across country on a bus. - What is it?

It's a low rider.

You are a lovely boy.

You're going to make a great husband.

Guys, I haven't had this much fun in years.

I'm going to take a week off next month and--

Bob, Bob--

I think you've caused enough damage to last a year.

Five years.

[LAUGHTER]

Bob?

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Good tune.

We will check you homies later.

Bob, let's dance.

Pretty boring people, hm?

[LAUGHTER]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

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