Original subtitles

- Previously on "Bel-Air"...

- Man, I'm done taking handouts, all right?

I need to get back to who I used to be.

I was being scouted to play basketball.

And when I came out here, all of that went quiet.

[crowd cheering]

- My name's Jackie. - Nice to meet you, Jackie.

- I'll give you extra credit

- Thanks, Ms. Hughes.

I wish all my teachers were like you.

- No one even bothers to show up

for the student town halls

or run for student government

in order to actually change things.

- Keep coming to the meetings.

We'd love to hear more of your ideas.

- Maybe you should try a different tact

with Will's dad, huh?

- Just do what I asked.

- Doesn't sit right with me.

- Too bad.

You work for me.

- My magazine article just posted.

It's all about Reid and his vision.

But you better believe his ass will be hearing from me.

- I expected Ivy and I to be a team.

- That's why you gotta set the tone.

'Cause if you don't, she's just gonna

keep on walking and walking all over you.

- Jazz isn't single, okay? We're dating.

- You put your trust in me, and I let you down.

I'm sorry.

- If you're ready to come home, I promise you

we can figure it all out together.

I love you, Will.

- I love you too, Uncle Phil.

- You impressed me today, kid.

I'm down to check out your next game.

[indistinct shouting]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- ♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Comin' in havin' shit ♪

♪ What a superstar do, yeah ♪

- Shit. Time out, time out.

[whistle blows] - Come on, hustle in.

Hustle in, guys. Come on, bring it in.

Here we go. Let's go, fellas.

Will, when you drew the double team,

Kirk was wide open. - No, I had the lane.

Look, Tyler just should've set a screen in the centre.

- You're forcing it. - No, I'm hot.

Look, kick it to me again, I'll knock it down.

- Listen up. Here's the play, all right?

Tyler, you're gonna inbound the ball to Will here.

Will, bring it up the middle.

When the double team comes, you kick it out

to Kirk for the shot. - To Kirk?

- Come on. I'm right here, man.

- Look, no offence, but we're trying to win.

I got the touch. - Look, you had the touch.

They're all over you now,

so we're gonna run the plays that I call.

- Yo, I can win this for us. - It's not about you, Will.

It's about the team.

- I know, but I'm telling you...

crowd: Let's go, Bulldogs!

- I see the West Philly's coming out of him.

crowd: Let's go, Bulldogs, let's go!

[whistle blows] [crowd cheering]

- Just go over there and talk to him.

- One, two, three. all: Win!

- I'll shoot him a text, and we'll talk, soon.

- All right, Bulldogs, let's go.

There it is, Will. Run the play!

[upbeat hip-hop music]

There he is. There he is. There he is.

[crowd cheering fades out]

♪ ♪

[crowd cheering resumes]

Yo, run it, run it, run the play!

- Hey, Will, I'm open! - There he is! There he is!

♪ ♪

- Come on, Kirk.

[crowd cheering fades out]

crowd: Oh! [buzzer blaring]

- Yeah! Let's get it!

- [groans] Fuck!

- Yeah! Yeah! - Hey, defence!

- Yo, yo! [indistinct cheering]

- Come on, fellas, line up.

Let's line up. - Yo, yo!

- Will! - Yo, Doc.

Doc! - Yo, Will!

- Yo, I appreciate you for coming.

- No problem.

- You know, uh, Coach called that last play

'cause I was getting double-teamed the whole game,

but you saw I was busting they ass.

- Yeah. [both laugh]

Until the game was on the line.

Your team lost.

- The coach calls plays.

- D-I scouts looking for gamers, Will.

And the pros, shit, they looking for people

to take over the game if that's what's necessary.

'Cause in the end, it's always about getting the W.

- Yeah.

Well, you know, maybe next game if--

- Yeah, I'll holler.

[apprehensive music]

♪ ♪

- Oh, you're going in to talk him off the ledge?

- I'm gonna do my best.

- Hey, Dad, look, I know you and Mum are talking

to Dr. Richardson tomorrow about lowering my meds,

and I was just wondering what you were thinking.

- Oh, I mean, your mother and I,

we're still trying to figure out how we feel,

but we're hoping that the doctors can

give some clarity on things.

- Look, it's just--

it's gotten worse.

- How so?

- Well, the meds are messing with my sleep,

all right, and so my grades are slipping.

And, you know, I'm applying for colleges soon

and it's all I can think about,

and so it's like my anxiety medication

is giving me more anxiety.

- Look, your mother and I are gonna go

into this discussion with an open mind, all right?

Just like we promised, okay?

- Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Appreciate it.

[Fortuno's "Relapse"]

♪ ♪

- ♪ Find yourself stuck in the same place ♪

♪ For way too long ♪ [knock at door]

- Hey. Can I come in?

- Sure, Uncle Phil.

- I just wanted to see how you're doing.

- Tough game.

Should've won.

- Yeah.

I noticed that you and your coach

were going back and forth a bit.

- Well, he picked Kirk to take the game-winner.

Excuse my language, but shit.

I bet he wishes he listened to me now.

- Well, I do know how painful it is to lose.

Believe me.

But I gotta be honest.

You sound pretty arrogant when you talk like that.

- I get that.

But look, in Philly, everybody knew I put in the work

to be the go-to when the game was on the line.

But out here, it's like Coach is ODing on the mind games,

like he's trying to talk me out my game or something.

The fact is, when I do me, we win every time.

- This new friction between you and your coach,

would it have anything to do with that man

you spoke to after the game?

- That was Doc.

He's connected with one of the best

travel teams in the country.

Good dude to impress.

- Hmm.

So is that what you're trying to do,

impress some Rich Paul wannabe

who's not even affiliated with your school?

- Not everything has to be about Bel-Air, Uncle Phil.

I mean, there's multiple ways to get

to where I'm trying to go. - Oh, yeah?

And where's that exactly?

- D-I scholarship.

The league.

- Well, you know, there's a lot of other ways

you can get a scholarship, Will.

- I know. I know.

- Well, listen.

It's dinnertime, so we can pick this up later, yeah?

But for now, I'd advise you to be careful

about who you listen to

and why they're all in your business

in the first place.

[Easy McCoy's "Déjà Vu"]

- ♪ It's like déjà vu, I see it all the time ♪

♪ ♪

194 00:06:52.271 -- 00:06:52.929 align:middle line:-1 195 00:06:53.029 -- 00:06:54.806 align:middle line:-2 [hip-hop music]

- I just don't get it, though. I don't get it at all.

But in the clutch, a leader takes over.

- Yeah, well, maybe Coach just wants you to be a leader

that elevates the entire team.

- That's the point that I don't get, bro.

Plus, I'm the best-looking dude out there on the court.

Shit, I'm double elevating.

I need a whole massage the way I've been

carrying this team on my back, bro.

- Ah, you must've smoked some good-ass weed at Jazz's, huh?

- Hey, Will.

Carlton, I'll see you at BSU tomorrow, right?

- Uh, right. Yeah, absolutely, with ideas.

- You got some ideas for the BSU?

- Nope, absolutely not.

I'm sure I'll figure something out.

- Yeah, after the big game you talked last time, you better.

both: Yerp.

- Most of you summarised the plot,

but your papers need to go deeper.

Come on.

Do not be timid.

Yes, Olivia?

- How do I do that if I didn't really understand the book?

- Well, you write a paper that argues

that the novel is convoluted.

And then you cite the passages that confused you.

- What do I do if I think I can write

a better version of the story?

[laughter]

- Okay. Okay.

Well, in that case, I challenge you

to write a short story and prove it.

[bell ringing]

- I finished the Robyn Spencer book.

It was amazing.

- Yeah, girlfriend was not afraid to mix it up.

- Do you have anything else along the same lines?

- Okay.

[soft music]

♪ ♪

- "I'm Still Here:

Black Dignity in a World Made for Whiteness."

- I think you'll really relate to it, Ashley.

- Thanks, Ms. Hughes.

- Yeah.

- ♪ Ever since I met you, I could peep the pressure ♪

♪ It's like your man don't understand ♪

♪ All he does is stress ya ♪

♪ I can see your state of misery ♪

♪ From the introduction ♪

♪ Ain't 'bout no sucking and touching ♪

♪ Maybe we could see a better way ♪

♪ Find a brighter day ♪

♪ Late-night phone conversations ♪

♪ Would that be okay? ♪

- Oh, hey. [both laugh]

- What, were you thinking you're on stage

or something in your mind?

- Girl, you know I love Tupac.

- Mm-hmm.

- What you doing here?

- Well, I wanted to surprise you...

- Okay.

- With a Hilary Banks lunch.

- Okay. Love those.

- This is my fried tofu-for-you sandwich.

Tastes just like chicken.

[2Pac's "Can U Get Away" playing]

- Mmm. Okay.

I'm good with this. Mmm.

[chuckles]

Um...

so we pregnant or something?

'Cause you're looking at me crazy.

- What? No.

But... - Mmm.

- I was gonna ask you if I could...

borrow your Impala.

- Ha!

Absolutely not, okay?

Ain't no way I'm 'bout to trade in my mint condition

'64 Impala for what, a almost chicken sandwich?

[laughs] - [scoffs]

- Somebody's crazy.

Whatever, whatever.

- Babe, listen.

I would be so careful. So careful.

And I would only need it for a couple hours.

- Okay, let me explain something to you.

Besides the original owner,

only two people have ever driven this car.

Do you know who they are? - No.

- Well, let me tell you.

They was both me.

No.

- Okay, but what if the third person is your girlfriend?

- What if no? [scoffs]

- Listen, me and my girls are doing a coming-out video

for the rebranded house,

and I would look so cute behind the wheel of that car.

♪ ♪

- You will bring it back tonight.

- Okay, yes.

You got it. [clicks tongue]

- You're lucky you look good.

- [squeals] Thank you.

I know how important your car is to you.

I would never let anything happen--

- Okay, okay, just go before I change my mind.

- Thank you.

[bell jingles]

- [clears throat] Let me guess.

- Guilty. How'd you do? - B-plus.

And I studied so hard even for that.

You should go for it.

- The Founders Award?

Yeah, I'm not so sure it'd be worth the disappointment.

- This is the closest thing to a guaranteed ticket

to the Ivy League, so why not try?

faculty, and alumni.

There's a reason no Black student has ever won.

- So you'd be the first.

Carlton, you got elected class president.

- Yeah, well, a lot has changed since then, Lis.

- Sure, but I've seen you lately,

and you've been making an effort.

You've been going to the BSU.

- Look, why don't you just go for it?

- I'm going to be fourth legacy generation at Howard.

But you've always wanted to go to Harvard or Yale.

- Princeton, actually. - Right. Why that one?

- I don't know. I wanna start a new legacy.

[upbeat hip-hop music]

♪ ♪

[whistle blows]

- Great hustle today, fellas.

Let's make sure we bring that same energy tomorrow.

Yo, fellas, fellas.

Gotta rap with y'all.

Look, I wanna talk about what happened

but on God, I didn't mean to offend anybody.

But real talk,

shit, we not even gonna make it to the playoffs

if we keep playing the way we--

- Look, I already apologised for missing the shot, man.

Can't you just let it go? - Kirk, this is not about you.

This is about everybody, the team.

We all need to step up.

On my old team-- shit, on any court in Philly,

if your boy is off his game, you tell him.

Nobody cries.

You man up and do what it takes to win.

- "Man up"?

Are you fucking kidding me?

I don't give a shit how they did things in Philly.

We're not your homeys from the hood, Will.

- First of all, you need to watch your fucking mouth

and put some respect on my name.

- All right, hey, stop, stop.

- Let him go. Let him go, man. Let him go.

I'm not scared of you, Will.

If you're gonna be on our team,

you need to watch your mouth, lose the attitude, chill out.

- Is that how you all feel about me?

Okay.

Maybe you right, Kirk.

Maybe I am on the wrong fucking team.

387 00:14:19.953 -- 00:14:23.127 align:middle line:-1 388 00:14:23.227 -- 00:14:24.684 align:middle line:-2 - Oh. Hey, Ms. Hughes.

Do you need any help with that?

- No, I got it. Thanks.

- I am--

I am no longer a teacher at Bel-Air Municipal.

- What? Why?

- They can't do this to you.

[somber music]

- Don't you worry about me, Ashley.

You just keep being the amazing,

brilliant young woman that you are.

And never, ever let anyone try to change you, okay?

♪ ♪

- I already spoke with Carlton.

However, any changes we make

would require your input and consent.

So how do you both feel about it?

- Well, Carlton seems to be doing great.

Part of the reason he had panic attacks

was because I was putting too much pressure on him.

I stopped doing that.

- You're not the only pressure in his life, Phil.

There's grades. There's girls.

There's probably stuff that we don't even know about.

- You're describing life, Viv.

What are we supposed to do, keep him on meds forever?

- I mean, if that's what it takes.

Am I wrong, Doctor?

- I think that pretty soon, he'll be an adult.

And you won't have a say in the matter.

It might not be a bad thing to earn a little goodwill now

by showing him that he has your trust.

Weaning off meds isn't something

we want him doing on his own.

- Thank you, Doctor.

- You're welcome.

- ♪ I'm my own boss, I don't count costs ♪

♪ Buy my own things, I'm my own boss ♪

♪ I'm a whole star, I'm a whole job ♪

♪ I ain't fucking with no basics ♪

- Welcome to our new house, y'all.

- [squeals]

- Ivy, we've literally done this 12 times.

What's the problem?

- We should all be in the car.

And then I'll say my line as we walk to the front door.

- Fuck, fine, let's just shoot it

before we lose the light.

I already told Jazz I'd be the one driving it.

- Girl, I'm not gonna wreck your little boyfriend's car.

Okay, we're driving all of what, 10 feet?

- Oh.

Okay.

Just be careful. - I got this.

- ♪ I'm a whole job ♪

♪ I just talk life 'cause I want life ♪

♪ Ain't nobody finna tell me what to do ♪

[engine turns over]

♪ Took my pick, but I never had to choose ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm picky ♪

♪ Heard that you a tipper ♪

♪ You a big spender ♪

- Oh, my God. Ivy, this is so sick.

[laughter, chatter]

- Jazz? - Cut.

- Ms. Ivy, hey. How you doing?

Um, I'ma need you to park this car

and, uh, politely step out the vehicle.

- Really? You too?

- ♪ I'm my own boss, I'm my own boss ♪

- I let you sweet talk me with a fucking sandwich,

and then you just gonna lie to me?

- I wasn't lying.

I was the one who was driving,

but Ivy insisted on switching it up.

- What is it with you and Ivy?

Y'all got this whole frenemies vibe going on.

She always forcing you to do stuff.

- That's not true.

Okay, so name a time besides this.

- Okay, would you have called me your boyfriend

if Ivy wasn't pushing up all on me?

- That was a moment where I realised

how much I cared for you.

- On the way over here, I noticed that only I have

posted about our relationship on IG.

- I never said I'd do that, Jazz.

- Why would you want thirsty motherfuckers

thinking that you single?

- Baby, I'm an influencer, okay?

Which means there are two Hilarys.

And Hilary, the brand, has to maintain

this aura of attainability.

- The aura of what?

- Babe, it's just business.

- [scoffs]

What you're saying is we official,

but we not gonna go public?

- Yes, exactly. You get it.

[apprehensive music]

♪ ♪

- You hear from Reid yet?

- I mean, I called him a few times,

and he hasn't called me back.

- Avoiding, just like a coward.

- I'm not gonna let Reid of all people ruin our dinner.

Hey, how's everybody doing?

all: Good.

- Hey, uh, are you gonna tell Mum and Dad

that you quit the basketball team?

- Where'd you hear that nonsense?

Look, I didn't quit.

I just left over some bullshit.

- You okay, bumblebee?

- No, actually.

Ms. Hughes got fired today.

- Wait, I'm sorry. What?

- No. Ms. Hughes?

For what?

- Well, when I saw her,

she said she couldn't talk about it.

- Wait, this is terrible. I loved Ms. Hughes.

- All of you loved her.

- I saw Mrs. Kwan talking to her last week,

and it seemed like she was in trouble.

- I'm calling an emergency meeting

of the Parental Advisory Board to get some answers.

And the administration better have a damn good reason

for firing one of the few Black teachers.

[clicks tongue]

♪ ♪

531 00:19:31.558 -- 00:19:33.095 align:middle line:-1 532 00:19:33.195 -- 00:19:35.131 align:middle line:-2 [knock at door]

- Hey, son.

You have a moment to talk? - Oh, yeah.

Yeah, yeah. I'm ready to hear the verdict.

- So your father and I talked,

and we've decided to lower your dosage.

- Yeah. You can start tomorrow.

- Thank you so much.

Look, this is the right decision.

Thank you guys.

- But you're gonna keep us in the loop, though, right?

Let us know how you're feeling?

'Cause there are side effects with weaning off your meds--

headaches, dizziness.

- So if you have any stress or triggers,

you have to come to us right away.

- Yeah. Yeah, I promise.

- And remember, there's no shame

going back to your current dosage

if you need to, okay, baby?

- I love you guys.

[heartfelt music]

♪ ♪

[phone dings]

- Oh, shit.

[line trills]

- Hello?

- Hey, Jackie. Yo, this is Will.

- Yeah, Will, the guy who's scared of dogs.

- Or the guy who showed up and showed out on the court.

Thanks for hitting me back. Is now a good time to talk?

- Depends on what you got to say.

- Well, you seem to know a thing or two about Doc

and how we operates, so--

- Smooth.

Just what a girl wants to hear.

Anyways, it was good talking.

- Wait, wait, wait, wait. Hold up. Hold up, girl.

You ain't let me finish.

What I was trying to say is,

- Uh-huh.

- And you're the one who told me,

if you wanna make a good impression,

don't just talk a good game.

So when can I see you again?

[mellow music]

- I'm free later.

You down to meet me somewhere?

- Yeah.

Sure.

How much later?

- Later.

It's an after-hours spot in Inglewood.

Look, if you need a permission slip--

- No. No.

I'll meet you any time, anywhere.

[chuckles]

Let's make it happen.

- Due to the recent events

surrounding Ms. Hughes' sudden firing,

I just feel that we,

as the Parental Advisory Committee,

really need to get a handle on this situation.

- From what I understand, her firing wasn't sudden.

- The administration has had to talk to Ms. Hughes

several times about teaching outside

the approved curriculum.

We have a system in place that she willfully ignored.

- Then maybe it's the system we should be scrutinising,

not the teacher.

- As an educator, isn't Mrs. Hughes expected

to challenge our kids and expose them

to different points of view?

- Personally, my daughter has been exposed

to amazing authors because of Ms. Hughes,

people like James Baldwin, Toni Morrison,

Paula Giddings, Ta-Nehisi Coates.

- I hear you, Vivian. I do.

But bottom line is that Ms. Hughes was fired

for a clear and repeated violation

of the school's curriculum policy.

There's no getting around it.

- I guess we'll see about that.

[indistinct whispering]

[upbeat hip-hop music playing]

- I was hoping I'd find you here.

- Phil.

The last time we spoke, you didn't seem

to have much to say to me.

- Yeah.

I wasn't ready to go there yet, but...

I'm here now, if it's okay.

♪ ♪

- Well, I'm listening.

- You know, when you told Will about his father...

I don't think I'd ever been angrier.

- I knew you'd be livid when you found out.

- Right.

See, that's the thing, G. You know me better than anyone.

You knew how I'd react.

And you did it anyway.

Which means you had a damn good reason.

I know you been thinking about Frederick.

[soft pensive music]

- Yeah.

- How are you doing?

♪ ♪

- I'm not feeling great about the decisions I've made, Phil.

He's my son.

- But you know why you can't see him.

- Yeah. I know. I get it.

- For this very reason, 'cause if your emotions--

- I said I get it, Phil.

I understand the fucking arrangement.

I'm not an idiot, you know.

I'm the one that made it. Here, I get it.

But here?

He's my family. You understand? - I am too.

- No, no, no, no, no.

You made it perfectly clear.

I work for you.

- And that's why I am truly sorry

for what I said.

I was disrespectful.

I was out of line.

And I will never let that happen again.

- It's gonna take time, you know.

- I understand that.

But just know that I love you, bro.

We all do.

So come back home and let us show you how much.

Yeah?

♪ ♪

- Planning your next escape, Will?

- Damn. [scoffs]

Carlton, what are you doing up, man?

- My meds have just been messing with my sleep lately.

What are you doing up?

- I was just checking on you 'cause I knew you've been--

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, just stop.

You know there's only one way to sneak out of here

and not get caught on camera?

- What's it gonna cost for you to tell me?

[YG's "Scared Money"]

- ♪ Why you bring that money to the club ♪

♪ If you ain't throwing it? ♪

♪ How you naked on the Gram ♪

♪ But in person, you ain't showing shit? ♪

♪ Why you go against the gang? ♪

♪ You can't beat 'em, nigga, join it ♪

- Uh, what the fuck is this?

- Change of plans. He's coming with us.

- Carlton. - Yo.

- You know we going to South Central, right?

- Yeah, cut me some slack.

I just got some good news, and I'm in the mood to party.

- Yo, can we just hurry up before we can caught again?

- All right.

- ♪ YG from the streets, YG went legit ♪

♪ YG lit, YG start a business with your bitch ♪

♪ Talkin' like you lit ♪

♪ Your bitch better not be ugly ♪

♪ Pull up with a ten, her waist slim, ass chubby ♪

♪ Half a milly on my neck ♪

♪ Who gonna take it from me? ♪

- ♪ Uh-oh! ♪

- ♪ We ballin' on you fuckin' dummies ♪

all: ♪ Scared money don't make no money ♪

- Hey!

all: ♪ Scared money don't make no money ♪

♪ Yeah, scared money don't make no money ♪

♪ We ballin' on you fuckin' dummies ♪

If y'all niggas fuck up, that shit is on me, okay?

So no drinking, no--

'ey, Carlton! - Yeah, yeah.

- If y'all fuck up, it's on me, okay?

So no drinking, no bullshit, okay, or I'ma drag your ass

out of here like your damn daddy.

You hear me? - Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- ♪ I was thinking about walking up a stack of crates ♪

♪ But I was busy stacking cake ♪

- This is good, huh?

- ♪ Say the whole name ♪

♪ Cole think he Drizzy Drake, he got his own plane ♪

- Not gonna lie,

I think that girl over there is looking at you.

- Oh, fuck. She's really pretty.

- I think you should say something.

- Like, to--

- Like, to her.

Like, right now. - Uh...

- Don't be scared. Just dive in.

Go, go, go, go, go.

[laughs]

Oh, man. Oh.

- Mm. What's good?

You know, I got connects everywhere I go.

- Nice. - Yeah.

I got a couple questions about Doc.

- How 'bout you earn that

by showing me you got some moves?

- You sure you can handle this? - I can handle it.

- 'Cause you know in West Philly, we really get down.

- Yeah, we'll see. - Come find out. Let's go.

- ♪ Cost a Mike Vick for a truffle boat ♪

♪ Dollars, followers and ratchet hos ♪

♪ To cook at Pappadeaux, let's go, Big Bagg ♪

- ♪ Talkin' like you lit ♪

♪ Your bitch better not be ugly ♪

♪ Pull up with a ten, her waist slim, ass chubby ♪

- Oh. Okay.

Mm. Mm.

Oh. - What's up? What's up?

- Let me show you how do we do it.

- Let's do it. - Right?

- Ooh.

Let me find out, Jack.

- ♪ You got it? It's mine ♪

♪ That bank, that money ♪

♪ I own it, it's mine ♪

♪ Looking like Medusa ♪

♪ Got them niggas freezing on me ♪

♪ Upper echelon ♪

♪ I got these niggas pleading for me ♪

♪ Wanna dip me ♪

♪ Juice flowing like they eating on me ♪

- Shit. I'll be right back. You need some water?

- I'm good. - All right, cool.

Don't nobody press up on you when I'm gone, all right?

- You better hurry then. - All right.

Carlton. Yo, yo, yo.

You good, man? - Oh, yeah.

Shalonda and Britney just need water.

- Shalonda and Britney? - Yeah.

- Hey, wait, man.

First of all, I'm proud of you.

- [laughs] - Second of all, you good?

You gonna pass out or something?

- Oh, no. No, no. This vibe is the fucking cure.

We should do this way more often.

- Hey, I like this side of you, C.

[laughs] - Whoo!

- ♪ Bank, money ♪

♪ I own it, it's mine ♪

♪ My check, now run it, I'm on it ♪

- My bad.

I just had to check on my cousin.

- You're good.

Where were we?

- ♪ I own it, it's mine ♪

♪ I see I got 'em falling for me ♪

♪ You're calling concussion ♪

♪ If you ain't living for this cash ♪

♪ You falling for nothing ♪

♪ Bossy bitch, ain't no rock who hard as this ♪

- What's wrong?

- I heard you had some questions about me.

- Ooh. Uh...

yeah. - Yeah.

Come on.

- [whispering] Uncle? Jackie, what the fuck?

Yo, seriously, man, I did not know

Jackie was your niece, all right?

I ain't mean no disrespect out there.

- You're cool.

This isn't about Jackie.

Let's talk about you.

- What's up?

- Why does a D-I prospect from Philly

pop up in Bel-Air in the middle of the school year?

What, your mums put you out? - Hell no.

She would never do that. She the GOAT.

- Pops in the picture?

- You know how it is.

Another day, another deadbeat.

Being my own man.

- Respect.

Hopefully, that experience shaped you

into someone who can handle hard truths

instead of soft lies.

- Yo, whatever you got to say, just hit me with it.

- That fancy Bel-Air team got you and your game soft.

Oh, you don't believe me?

How many D-I scouts been there to see you play?

Man, anybody at Bel-Air got a NIL deal or a D-I offer?

- You're right. Look, what am I supposed to do?

- Man, you gotta showcase your talents

where they can be appreciated.

Man, AAU is where all the stars are.

It's where real players are guided and developed

to the best D-I colleges.

And they end up with the NIL deals.

- So you're saying I have to quit Bel-Air

to play for your team? - Nah, not at all.

We got players that play for they school and us.

There's ways we can make it work.

- Look, just give me the time and the place and I'm there.

- I'll be in touch.

[smooth hip-hop music playing]

♪ ♪

And remember,

nobody argues with a winner.

♪ ♪

- ♪ Look alive ♪

847 00:31:47.087 -- 00:31:53.056 align:middle line:-1 848 00:31:53.156 -- 00:31:55.052 align:middle line:-2 - [chuckles]

[phone ringing]

- Will you look at that?

His Majesty finally calls me back.

- How we doing, family?

- Geoffrey! - Geoffrey, I missed you.

- Hey! Viv. - Aww, welcome, Geoffrey.

- It's so great to see you. - Likewise, man.

Ash. - Hi.

- What's good, G? - I'm trying.

Beside this warm welcome, I don't want any fuss.

You get me?

We should just get back into our routines,

and from my watch, you three are about ten minutes behind

getting out that door. - All right. Okay.

We missed you too.

- Why is he like this?

- Have a good day.

- You know, I know you said you don't want no fuss,

but I can't help but think about it.

You left because of me.

- No, no words to that, man.

No more looking back, yeah?

I'm just glad that we both found

our way back into this house.

- [chuckles] Yeah.

Yo, how'd you two squash your beef, anyway?

- That's our business, Will.

But I will say, brotherhood is precious

however and wherever you can find it.

It's not something you just throw away

over one disagreement.

Anyways, you'll have plenty of time to catch up

now that he's back, so why don't you get yourself

to school before you're late?

- All right. You got it, bud.

See you, G. - Later.

- Oh, I give it to Reid.

That man has got some nerve.

The article should be about me and my perspective.

It's my art.

- It sounds like you're gonna have to take

the gloves off, baby.

And I, for one, can't wait till you do.

[soft music]

♪ ♪

- Mum, have you heard anything else about Ms. Hughes?

they fired Ms. Hughes for just cause.

of the approved curriculum.

- Are you sure there's nothing else we can do?

- Honey, I never said there's nothing that we can do.

I mean, I can't make any promises,

but what I know is this.

If no one disrupts the system, the system doesn't change.

[pensive music]

♪ ♪

- All right, my brother.

- ♪ Set my hands on fire today ♪

♪ ♪

♪ I didn't know about the pain ♪

- Listen, I wanted to talk to you.

I do feel like you were right about some stuff the other day.

- You know what?

I really appreciate that.

It's very big of you to say that.

- I think we should take our relationship up a notch.

- Oh, up a notch?

Bed right there. Tell me how you wanna do it.

I don't introduce them to just anybody,

so I feel like this will show

that I'm not embarrassed of you.

- Okay. - Yeah?

- I mean, yeah.

Yeah, why not? [both laugh]

Why not?

So when do you wanna do it?

[doorbell rings] - Now.

- Now? Wait.

What the fuck?

- Hello. - Hey, baby.

- Hi, Mum. - Oh, you look beautiful.

- Thank you. - How you been?

- Hey, Daddy. - Look at this place.

- Wow. - Thank you.

- This is lovely.

- Thank you. - [gasps] What--

- Jazz.

Oh, I thought it was just gonna be us having lunch.

What's going on?

- Well, I thought

maybe you'd wanna have lunch with me and my boyfriend.

- Your boyfriend? [chuckles]

[upbeat music]

Jazz?

- What? Wow.

- Mr. and Mrs. D. [chuckles]

How's it going? How's it going?

- Of course we would.

This is wonderful.

Jazz.

Isn't it, Phil?

- Yeah.

- Thank you, Daddy.

- Okay. Well, let's eat.

- Let's eat. [laughter]

- The administration is firing Ms. Hughes

because they're caving to a few white parents

who are upset with her.

All she's guilty of is exposing her students

to books that are honest about race,

sexuality, and American history.

- Mm, take your time, bishop.

- And we have to do something about it.

Look, I know Ms. Hughes works in the middle school,

but her firing reflects on the entirety

of the Bel-Air campus.

- Carlton's right.

Ms. Hughes looked after so many of us

when we were having a hard time in middle school.

We owe her this.

- I think that rallying to save Ms. Hughes' job

is a cause worthy of our BSU.

- I agree.

I think that this is the perfect cause

for us to show the school that we are here and we won't allow

one of the few beloved Black teachers to be dismissed.

- Yeah.

This is our school too.

- Actually, you know what I think?

I think it's time that we let them know

that we not playing no more.

I think we should protest.

- Oh, shit. - Protest?

- Yes.

Yeah, maybe we just leave class for a while,

like--like a walkout.

- Exactly, bro.

But it's not a walkout.

It's a Blackout. - Yeah.

[applause] Yeah!

Yeah. - Yeah?

- Yeah, I like that.

1004 00:37:27.640 -- 00:37:29.736 align:middle line:-1 1005 00:37:29.836 -- 00:37:31.573 align:middle line:-3 - Can I help you? - Yeah, hi. I'm Vivian Banks.

I have a meeting with Reid.

- Oh, no. I'm so sorry.

Is everything okay? Is someone hurt?

- No, it's not like that.

It's more of an art emergency, if you know what I'm saying.

- An art emergency?

That's why he canceled our meeting with no notice?

- I'm sorry, Mrs. Banks.

- You know, will you give your boss a message for me?

Please tell that smooth-talking narcissist

that I do not need him explaining my work in the press

or controlling my narrative with the fellowship.

He is not my handler. He is not my gatekeeper.

So I will no longer be in need of his services.

- You might wanna tell him that yourself.

- Oh, I would,

but I have an art emergency of my own.

[upbeat music]

- Carlton.

- Oh. Well, yeah, of course.

I mean, she is a great teacher,

and I think what's happening to her is really unfair.

- I agree, of course.

But there's a right way to handle things

and a wrong way to handle things,

especially here.

- Well, my cousin and I were just talking,

you know, brainstorming.

We're not actually gonna get up and walk out of school.

- I'm glad to hear that, Carlton,

because as the person who suggested

BSU take up this cause,

your reputation will be tied to it.

Be careful.

- Yes, ma'am.

- ♪ Show what, I'm as hot as the sun ♪

♪ I don't trip, I just do it for fun ♪

- What's up, Will? - Sup, Ty.

- ♪ I been feeling like I am the one ♪

- Big game tonight.

things are gonna be cool between you, Coach, and Kirk.

- Yeah, I'm all good. Ain't gonna start no drama.

- All right, glad to hear that, 'cause it's been a long time

I mean, we have a chance to make the playoffs,

maybe even go all the way.

- You don't gotta worry, man. I'll be there for the team.

- All right. My guy.

I'll see you at the game. - See you.

- ♪ I got my water them ways in this bitch ♪

♪ Play with me, I'll have you sleep with the fish ♪

♪ I'm trying to get lit and I'm keeping it crisp ♪

♪ Know I got something that lick at my wrist ♪

♪ Getting tired, I've been running these niggas ♪

- Ooh, look who it is, the Black liberator, Carlton X.

Yeah, maybe we should just sit on that for a second

before we decide to keep it.

I wanted to talk to you about the, um--

you know, the walkout.

- Blackout.

- Sure.

Whatever we decide to call it, I just,

you know, don't think it's a good thing.

- Well, it's not supposed to be a good thing.

It's a protest.

But that's why you're gonna be a hero to all

of our people around here. - Okay.

what if we're just going too far?

- Look, man, stay strong, okay? I got your back.

Look, it's just the anxiety kicking in.

We're all in this together.

You'll see. - I'll see what?

- Coach has been all over my back since I got here.

But tonight, I'm gonna show him the real Will.

West Philly Will.

- Yeah, okay, but-- - Don't worry.

I'ma show you how it's done.

And I'm gonna be with you every step of the way.

West Philly Will is back, baby.

[bell rings]

- [groans] Fuck.

- Get in it, right there, Tyler.

- ♪ This some of that mmm, mmm, ooh-whee ♪

♪ A little more cash, a little more cheese ♪

♪ A little more thinking you can't pass me ♪

♪ A little more action ♪

[crowd cheering] - Come on!

- Let's go, baby! Fucking go, baby!

[indistinct shouting, cheering]

- All right, we're in it!

We're in it. Right there.

♪ Little more action ♪

[crowd cheering]

- Shit, Will really wasn't joking

when he said he was gonna bring it.

- Yeah, he's on a different level for sure.

- Let's go! Box it.

- We're in it! Get in it! Get in there, B!

- Let's do it! Let's work!

Let's go, let's go!

Move, move, move! Move, move, move!

- ♪ Wheel once around then switch up once ♪

♪ Then swerve, move quick ♪

♪ Spit a verse so sick, make a flow ♪

- Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on!

[crowd cheering] - Let's go, baby!

- Come on! - Break 'em in, break 'em in!

- Ball, ball, ball!

[crowd cheering]

[whistle trilling] - Yes!

- Come on, bring it in.

Bring it in. That's great work, fellas.

Great hustle. Great hustle.

Let's go.

Come on, get in there. Great hustle. Take a breather.

All right, great work, guys. We're up 15. It's over.

Let's take this time,

let's work on our perimeter game.

This next play, I want you to swing the ball out to Kirk.

- What the hell? Kirk has been cold all game.

- No, I haven't. - Hey, Will--

- How many points do you have? - Will!

- I don't wanna hear it, Will, okay?

Just get the ball out to Kirk. End of discussion.

- Got anything else, Coach? - No, sir.

- All right. Come on. Let's finish strong, fellas.

Let's finish strong. Let's get this W. On me.

Hard work on three. One, two, three.

all: Hard work.

- ♪ Billie Eilish ♪

♪ Watch on my wrist, but I want that ♪

♪ Niggas talkin' crazy when I pull up ♪

- Check the screen. Check the screen.

- ♪ Run that shit back, bitch, I'm styling ♪

♪ Glock tucked, big T-shirt, Billie Eilish ♪

♪ Watch on my wrist, but I want that in diamonds ♪

- Will!

Hey, yo, Will, let me in.

- ♪ Put it in perspective ♪

♪ Bitch, I got everything I wanted and some extras ♪

[crowd cheering]

- Money, baby. Can't stop me, huh?

- Run the offence, Will!

- But I'm on fire.

- ♪ Cashed out on bail, my li'l bitch got arrested ♪

♪ Flexed out my Lexus, no back seats ♪

- Yeah, right here, right here, right here, B.

- Yep. There it is, Will. Set it up.

Set it up!

- ♪ You be throwing cash in the strip ♪

♪ My little bitch suckin' dick for the free ♪

♪ I got a bitch, but a bitch ain't got me ♪

[crowd cheering] - Come on!

- Yeah!

- [indistinct shouting]

♪ ♪

♪ Glock tucked, big T-shirt, Billie Eilish ♪

♪ Watch on my wrist, but I want that in diamonds ♪

♪ Niggas talk crazy when I pull up, it's silent ♪

- [laughs] Yes, sir.

- That's why your coach ain't had the balls to bench you,

'cause getting that W is the only thing that matters.

You straight on that now? - Yeah, I think so.

- Good, 'cause if you come work with me and my connects

in the AAU, man, sky is the limit, bro.

I'm telling you-- - Excuse me.

Philip Banks, Will's uncle and guardian.

- Nice to meet you, Mr. Banks.

I was just talking to Will about his game.

- Yo, Uncle Phil, this the dude I been telling you about.

- Will, locker room. Let's go.

- All right, I'll be right there.

- Congrats on the dub, young man.

- Appreciate it. - Yeah, we gonna chop it up.

- All right, cool, cool. - West Philly.

- Yes, sir. - [laughs]

He's a good kid.

- So...recruiter?

- Recruiter, coach, mentor.

Something like that.

- Well, if you wanna continue any discussions

along those lines with Will, I'd appreciate it

if you let my wife and I both know

so that we can be a part of it.

- Okay.

Here's my card.

Let me know when you wanna discuss his future.

- If there's something to discuss.

We'll be in touch...

[tense music]

Mr. Hightower.

- I look forward to hearing from you.

♪ ♪