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Announcer: There's 8 minutes
left in the fourth quarter,

and this has been
quite the game, folks.

For those
who are just tuning in,

GAU's head Coach Kenny Boone
is out today

due to a family emergency.

Stepping in for him
is their O.C. And GAU alum

Coach Terence "Mac" McClelland.

Somebody needs to step up
and make a play for Coach Mac

because Griffin U.
Is putting up quite the fight.

Man: ♪ I'm unbreakable,
my mind is made of teflon... ♪

Announcer: Touchdown,
and just like that,

GAU's star wide receiver
Spencer James

has helped his team
take the lead 34-30.

If anyone was wondering

where this kid belongs
come draft day...

Layla: How's
the book coming, Liv?

Plugging away one day at a time.

How's everything
with the lounge,

or are we going
for a full rebrand

as Layla's fight club?

That's not funny.

You'd think everyone
would be over

the brawl at Spencer's
birthday by now,

but every time
I clear a bad review

or video, another one pops up.

It's, like, social
media is so exhausting.

Are you seriously adding views

to the video I'm trying to wipe?

My bad, all right?

I just--i find something new
every time I watch it.

Like, look, there
is literally a tear

coming out of
this grown man's eye.

For real?
No. Guys, guys,
hey, hey, hey.

Hey, can we promise to never

watch this again, please?

Coop: Ok. Fine.

Thank you.
Promise.

[Sigh] Where is
Patience, anyway?

Feel like she's been,
well, kind of distant

since everything.

More like distant from me.

I mean, she made a move,
and I shut it down.

It just didn't feel right
after how much

she had been
drinking that night,

but she took it wrong.

Well, as someone with a history

of making bad choices
with alcohol,

you did the right thing, Coop.

I hope so.

Yo, wait.
Did Spencer just score?

I thought he said he wasn't
getting much action today.

Wait. That's what
he told me, too.

Oh, so Jordan's been
playing the whole game,

but now we unmute it.

Ok. No.
It's fine.

Ok. Everyone ready?

Hey, hey, hey, give me
the ball, all right?

I'm gonna get this first
down to ice this game.

Announcer: It's 3 minutes left
in the fourth quarter.

We'll see what these Condors
have up their sleeve

on third down.

Down, set, red 70.

Red 70, set.

[Whistle blows]

Ahh...

[Whistle blows]

Punt team.

Aye, bro, what
are you doing, man?

I told you I had it.

You should've
thrown me the ball.

Are you serious right now?

Yo, I had 3 dudes in my face

the moment I snapped the ball.

I could barely get
to my checkdown.

Whatever. Coach, you got
to put the ball in my hands.

I've been cooking
this whole second half, man.

Right now, I got
to focus on the game,

and we need a stop, ok?

[Crowd cheering]

Come on!

Announcer: Touchdown, Griffin.

They have officially
taken the lead 37-34.

Mac: All right,
trips right, 42 screen.

Jordan, pump-fake to the slot
and then swing it to Webber.

Screen pass?

It's the best way to
neutralise their blitzes.

Ok. Then throw
the screen to me.

Or we could trust the analytics,

pass to Webber like he said.

No one's expecting that.

As long as you block
your man, we'll be good.

Block? Coach,
I am trying--

one more word,
just one more word,

and you'll be standing here
on the sidelines with me.

All right, gentlemen.

This is just
assignment football.

As long as you do your job,
we'll get this first down.

Once we do, we'll have
enough time to score

and put this one away,
all right?

All right.
All right.

On 3, let's go, let's go.

"Condors" on 3.
"Condors" on me. 1, 2, 3.

All: Condors!

Wide 60.

Wide 56.

Announcer: Oh, no.

It looks like GAU just gave up
a costly fumble.

Oh, a helmet-to-helmet hit
by Spencer James.

They're more than likely going
to eject him for targeting.

It's not looking good
for these Condors.

[Whistle blowing]

No. Yo, now
come on, man.

Y'all ejecting me for real?

Off the field, Spencer.

Should've thrown me
the ball, bro.

Maybe you should've
blocked your man.

What happened to using
your QB instincts?

What happened to
calling an audible?

What's up?

Oh, you just listen
to what he says, huh?

Oh, Spencer,
chill. Chill!

Don't tell me to chill, bro.

You just gave them
the damn game.

Since when do Jordan and Spencer

beef on the field like that?

Things have been a little tense

since Coach Mac showed up.

Yeah, and Spencer falling
out of the Heisman race

hasn't helped, either.

Think us unmuting the game
jinxed them?

[TV muted]

[Indistinct conversation]

Coach, look.

I'm sorry I got ejected, but--

look. Just stop.

You put yourself
before the team,

and that's why we lost.

Hold up. You're saying
this is on me?

You're the one who
blocked the wrong guy

and caused that fumble.

Yes, but I would've
gotten the first down,

and you know it.

This isn't about that, Spencer.

It's about you not
being a team player.

Yes, you-- the NFL hopeful

who shows up
to practice hungover,

doesn't respect his coaches,

and blows his assignments
on the field--

and now it looks like we're
out of playoff contention,

so thank you for that.

[Scoffs]

Man, coach is on one.
Did I miss a block?

Yeah, but-- "but"?

There's no "but"
after that, man.

Own your crap.

You wanted the reaction
from me out there?

Well, here it is.

You have been so focused on you

that you failed to show up
for your team today.

That's on you, and
that's the damn truth.

I don't know what's
been going on with you,

but this is the most
selfish you have ever been.

Now the only chance
we have at making it

to the playoffs is if Sonoma

loses their next game.

Other than that, we can kiss

the national
championship good-bye.

I could've spent the night
if you wanted.

I honestly wasn't
in the head space

to talk to anyone, no offence.

No. I get it, and do
you want to talk now?

I'd like that,
but I should probably

make sure Coop and
Preach aren't making

a mess downstairs
with this breakfast

they wouldn't let me out of.

Maybe we can link later?

Yeah. I'm game.

I've got nothing going on
today except writing, so--

[doorbell rings]

Oh, you should get that, baby.

I love you.

I love you, too.
Bye.

[Sighs]

Oh, um, sorry.

I think you have
the wrong house.

I don't think so.

Ashley?

Oh, my god, what
are you doing here?

Did you actually listen
to the voicemail

you left me a couple weeks ago

about your publisher
expediting your draft date?

"Desperate" is the word
that comes to mind.

My god, a girl
leaves one voicemail

for her London bestie,
and now she's desperate?

All right. Fine.

I missed you,

that and I assumed
you'd want a refill

on your favourite crisps.

You did not get me
N.K. Buttersons!

Yeah, extra butter
flavour, of course.

Come in.
Thank you.

Oh, my gosh, I can't
believe you're here.

Where did you come from?

This is crazy.

Spencer, on video: What happened
to using your QB instincts?

What happened
to calling an audible?

Yo, bro, why are
you still watching that?

Probably the same reason fools

break they neck to
see a car accident.

You did miss that
block, little homie.

One bad play don't
decide the game, homie.

It did yesterday.

Well today is a new day, ok?

You can have it back
after you eat

this bomb-ass egg scramble
Preach whipped up.

Appreciate you.
Mm-hmm.

Look. Well, I know
a loss sucks,

but you still got
a future, Spence.

That loss all but
killed our chances

at the national championship,

a fact Jordan threw
right in my face

after he called me selfish.

Ain't nothing wrong with

a little Crenshaw swagger.

I blame it on you and Liv's
matching tattoos,

must've been
something in that ink.

Do you think I'm selfish, too?

Bro, it was a joke.

Nah, because clearly
y'all been thinking it,

but ain't nobody said
nothing to me till now.

The messed up part is,
y'all the same people

telling me to stop trying
to save everybody,

that I got to push for myself
on and off the field.

Man, you know,
even Coach Baker said,

"you play regular football
for the team

and pro football
for yourself."

My guy, you're still playing

regular football, all right,

and I'm pretty sure
what Coach Baker meant

was, play for yourself
without being a ass,

all right, so take a beat.

Clear your head.

Find that balance because,

yo, I got to get to class, ok?

Ms. Baker's doing
a guest lecture.

Oh, word? Look.
She better ace you.

I actually don't want her

to pay me any special attention.

Hey, if you, uh,
decide to take a beat

like Coop's saying,
I know our boy Deion

could use some support
with the scouts

coming to his practice later on.

I ain't much for company
right now, bro.

All right. You can sit
here in your feelings.

I'm sure Deion will be fine
crowded by the wolves.

Fine. Say less.
I'll be there.

[Birds chirping]

So, um, what are you
in the mood for?

Um, coffee.
Coffee.

I don't know whether
to be offended

or impressed by
your laser focus.

Sorry, baby girl.
I am.

It's just, I have
to find a roommate

for the beach house asap.

What's the rush?

Well, our landlord
is increasing the rent,

and Spence and I cannot
afford to split it

with two vacant rooms now,
so it's either

we find a new roommate
or we move back here.

Mm, I vote roommate.
Right.

Is Spencer helping?

No, but he trusts me
to handle this,

plus I figured I would
kind of give him

some space to cool off
after yesterday's game.

I mean, dude's clearly
got a lot on him mind,

which is why I prefer
to tackle this solo, so--

Well, I mean,
you wouldn't be solo.

Mm-hmm.

I happen to be
a pretty decent knower

of all things roommate, so--

mm-hmm. Ah.
Yeah.

Well, I mean, I guess
an extra set of eyes

wouldn't hurt, I mean,
especially since

i underestimated
the amount of interest,

ahh, this is getting.

I mean, it is an oceanfront

beach house, Jordan,

so the line's gonna
be out the door...

Right, right.

Ok, so count me in.

Oh. Ok. I mean,
well, since--

since we're kind of splitting
the workload now...

Yeah?

We don't have to jump
right in, do we?

I can't believe
after almost a year

of you guest-lecturing
here, I finally get

to experience you
in action in my class.

Don't you mean my class?

Are you nervous?
Hell no.

Star student like me
don't get nervous

about my professors anymore,

but I do have one rule.

I'm the lecturer, Coop.

Don't you think
I should be the one

handing out the rules?

True, but just don't turn
me into a teacher's pet, ok?

I used to beat them kids
up back in high school.

As far as I'm concerned,
the second you and I

walk in that classroom,
we just met.

I'm glad we on the same page.

I'll see you in there, professor.

Hey, so what is

this important news
from the board?

Finally ready to throw in

some funds for better equipment?

Sadly, the opposite.

The rolling budget cuts
have claimed another victim--

your after-school program.

Damn. I mean, what are
these kids supposed to do?

Trust me, it hurts to
have to deliver this news.

The board understands
that these kids

depend on this program
as a bridge of support.

I know. I reiterated
that to them myself,

but their minds are made up.

I'm sorry, Preach.

I know you'll
come up with something.

Tasha: Oh, you must really
have me messed up

in that little head of yours.

Uh, who's that...
Tasha: Let's go, d.

And why do you look so scared?

That's Deion's sister.
Ain't nobody scared.

It's just a woman
that I don't have

the bandwidth for right now.

Come on. Let's go.

Tasha: Hurry up so
we can talk to Preach.

Don't worry about this.

I'm not playing around, Deion.

I'ma need you
to pick up your face.

Ah, Spencer James.

It's nice to finally
meet you in the flesh.

Oh, heh, you, too. Sorry.
Am I interrupting?

Anyone else, I'd say yes,

but I've been trying
to talk some sense

into my baby brother,

and I could use some backup.

You see him at
his practice? Trash.

Of all the days to lose focus,

he picked the day that 3

of the biggest college scouts

in the nation were there.

Were there some focus
issues here and there?

Maybe, but overall, i'd
say he was pretty solid.

Solid ain't getting him
that N.I.L. Bag.

Between them unopened
offer letters

collecting dust in
his room and now this,

oh, I'm too through.

If you'll excuse me,
I need to find Preach,

but feel free to talk
some sense into this boy.

He's all yours.
Ok.

Think I saw the
tamales lady outside.

Want to go get a bite,

shake off whatever that was?

I'd love that.
Yeah. Come on.

You know the drill.

Ha ha!

Mm!
Ha ha ha!

Oh, my god, I missed
those so much

because I thought
the rave was tea

and crumpets before I met you.

Well, see, now you know

this is how the real
brits take it.

You know what I mean?

Ohh...

So?

How you getting on
with your book?

Jeez, can a girl get

a few life updates first?

You only traveled
5,000 miles here.

Yeah. I'd say that is the
most pressing life update.

It's going.
All right.

I am making good progress

with interviews, as you know.

Yeah. Good.
So, uh, who's up next?

My mom. Yeah.
Hmm.

This is-- oh, wait.

Jordan, Layla, hey.

Um, this, this is
my friend Ashley.

British Ashley. Ok.

Uh, I thought that he was a she.

Layla: Yeah. That
makes all of us.

Jordan: Mm-hmm.

She also failed to
mention that he's hot.

Ok. Well,
this isn't good.

You know I can see
you guys whispering.

What's that?

Hi. It is so nice
to meet you.

Welcome.

No, pleasure is all mine.

I have heard so much
about you lot,

a--don't tell me--

A successful music producer

and a footballer, innit?

Hey, yeah.

Yeah, and you the next Basquiat.

Wow.
High praise.

Ha ha ha! I wish.

Wow. I'm sorry.

You're just--you're not
anything at all

like I pictured in my head.

Yeah? And
what'd you think?

What, an ogre-looking bloke?

No, more so a woman.

Jordan.
Ok.

Enough with the
inquisition, right?

You will have
plenty of time later

to give Ashley the third degree.

Wait. Why? What's
happening later?

Well, I was thinking,
you know, kick back

tonight with the vortex.

That way, Ashley
can meet everyone.

That does include
Spencer, right?

Yeah. Of course, stupid.

Ok. We should--
We should go.

Sure.
We have to go.

I'm helping Jordan with
roommate interviews

for the beach house,
so count us in

for the kick-back later.

Pbbt... Ciao.
We'll be there.

They are exactly
how you described them.

Yeah. Yeah.

All right, so back to your mum.

What is the delay
of her interview?

I mean, I thought
she was on board.

I know. I guess just
interviewing her

might open a wound
that she's finally

patched up, and it's just--

It's just the last
thing that I want to do.

Mm-hmm.

Um, sorry.

Do you mind if we just
put a pin in this?

I, um--i think you
should just go unpack

and get some rest,
and I need to just

pick up a few things
for the kick-back, so--

Liv, you know it's all right

to say that you
need to call Spencer.

Chad Rubin: ♪ When you do
what you gotta do ♪

♪ you'll find you,
you'll find you ♪

♪ when you do
what you gotta do ♪

Do you think Spencer
knows Ashley's a guy?

I know for a fact
that he doesn't,

which make the timing
of this surprise visit

even worse.

I mean, he's already in a mood

after yesterday's game.

[Sneezes]

Ooh. Who's Ashley?

Ahh. Sorry.
It's allergies.

It's on and off
but lately more on.

You should remind me to
spray that down later.

Yeah.
Yeah.

Hold up. Don't I
know you from somewhere?

Yeah. You're that chick
from the lounge fight video.

That was wild.

I ain't seen
something that crazy

since Solange swung at Jay-Z.

Can you tell us more about being

a "freelance creative"?

Basically, can you afford rent?

Well, I'm kind of
in between gigs.

Would y'all be willing
to work out

a month-to-month sitch?

Can I ask you guys
a personal question?

That depends.

How loud are you guys?

Ah. Oh.

Because i'm a light sleeper

and you mentioned your room's
right next to mine.

It depends on the
time of day, really.

Ok, so we're going there.

I mean, you know,
we're all adults here.

This morning, for example,

he wasn't very motivated...

Well, "motivated" is not
really the right word.

But, I mean, when
we're on the same page,

then, I mean, really,
the sky's the limit.

I think I'm gonna pass.

Ciao.
Ok.

Hi. What was that?

What? Look.

It is not my fault
he couldn't handle

a PG-13 answer, ok, and besides,

I knew he wasn't right,

and that was a fast way
to get rid of him.

Man: ♪ Comin' in hot like,
sheesh ♪

[Cell phone chimes]

Preach: Hey, yo, Spence,
is your mom still around?

I need to run something by her.

No. No. I think I saw her
leave a few minutes ago.

Ok. Bet.
How's Deion doing?

Uh, I'm not really sure.

Hey, I'm glad you
encouraged me to come.

I'm hoping he'll
open up after we grub.

He's waiting on
our food and taking

every opportunity to
hide from his big sister.

She find you yet?
Tasha?

I try to keep my office
door closed for a reason.

Ah, so you're
hiding from her, too.

No. Um, I can
handle her.

It's just my hands
have been tied

with more important
things lately.

Look. I'll holler
at you later.

Hey, real quick,

Tasha was kind of hard
on Deion earlier.

She always put that kind
of pressure on him?

Pressure is an understatement.

I bet whatever you saw
wasn't nothing.

One of the most important skills

a litigator must have
is the ability to see

the holes on both
sides of the bench.

In the sample case we'll be
dissecting this afternoon,

I will be splitting you guys
up into groups

to thoroughly analyse
the prosecution and the defence.

This particular case centres
around a well-known actor

who initially befriended
a superfan

with good intention.

However, things went awry,
resulting in the fan

tasering said actor
after allegedly being rejected.

Please read over the case file
in detail,

and we will pick up
with your arguments

after we get back
from our class break,

but remember,
keep all thoughts objective.

You couldn't give me a heads-up

about using Patience's case?

No. I changed enough
of the details

to keep it completely removed.

A actor in place of a musician

and a taser for a knife
aren't all that different.

I mean, you couldn't
have used one

of the hundred cases
from your past?

I'm sorry, Coop.

Do you question the authority

of all your professors,
or is this particular

disrespect reserved just for me?

Look, I'm just trying
to understand

the point of this.

You will when I'm ready for you

and every other
student in this class

to understand.

Your break's over.

[Distant siren]

Preach: How is it that
you're at the high school

now but I see less of
you than I did before?

Art camp keeps a brother busy.

Not so busy that your
grades slip, right?

Oh, man, you used to be so cool.

Punk, I still am.

She's in there.
Thanks for the ride.

Yeah. Thank you for
making time for me.

Oh, you said it was
urgent. What's up?

I think I found a way

to keep the after-school
program going.

There's two grants that, uh,
fund programs like ours.

Sounds like you'll
be busy writing.

Uh, the problem is, is,
I've never written

a grant application,
but I know you have.

I know it looks like i'm
not doing much, but--

this program is the last thing

that Billy asked me to take on,

and I can't let him down.

All right.

I'll take a look at it

when I get back next week.

The application's due Monday.

Oh...

Dillon:
She'll do it.

I'll, uh, carry my weight
around the house,

make sure you have enough
time to help out Mr. Preach.

Preach:
Appreciate that, d.,

and I'll check in
with you tomorrow.

Thanks.
Oh--

[door opens and closes]

So you want to talk
about your lack of focus

on the field today, or what?

Not really.

I'm just tired, that's all.

Yeah. I can see that.
Look, man.

Practices like these happen.

You just got to shake it off,

keep putting one foot
in front of the other,

you know, or you can have a game

like I did yesterday,

let your passion take over,

and act a fool on national TV,

but I love the game,
and so do you.

Dudes like us, man, we put

everything we have
into this, bruh.

[Gasping]

You all right, man?

Oh, yo, Deion, hey,
what's up? What's up?

I need you to do something
for me, all right?

Breathe in for 4
and then out for 8.

1--here we go-- 2, 3, 4.

Now breathe out for 8.

1, 2, 3, 4--

don't look at them;
Don't look at them--

5, 6,

7, 8.

Ok. We're gonna do
that again, all right?

1, 2--don't look at them--

3, 4, and then out for 8.

So why are we here?

Because this is a spot I found

where I could come
lay like this,

clear out all the noise.

Close your eyes.

[Birds chirping]

You hear that?

I don't really hear
nothing but...

Birds chirping.

Exactly.

I don't want you
worrying about nothing

except the sound
of mother nature, man.

Clear out all the voices--

Your big sis, coaches,

everybody in the
hallway earlier.

So how long you hated football?

What are you talking about?

Look. If I'm wrong,

we ain't gotta talk
about it ever again,

but with you being
off at practice,

the unopened offer letters,

the obvious burnout,
something about football

ain't clicking for you, bruh.

What happened back there
comes and goes.

I'll be all right.

What happened back at school

is called a panic attack, Deion.

It's your body's
natural response

to overwhelming pressure or,

in your case, the
pressure to conform.

Too many of those,
you're gonna do

some real damage, bruh.

Is pretending worth it?

Football's all I've ever known.

That don't mean it's got to be

all you'll ever know.

Give yourself
permission to find out

what else is out there.

Ain't no ticking time clock

on finding your dream.

Just be present and
listen to the wind.

[Wind blowing]

You're really good
at this, Spence,

listening to people,
talking things through.

I learned from the best,

one of them being my therapist.

Sucks you got this gift
that's gonna go to waste

when you go pro.

What you mean?

I'm just saying, you'd have been

a great therapist
in another life.

Oh, good.
You got my grant text.

Thanks for coming to help.

Yeah. I mean, don't
get too excited.

There's one more couple coming

to look at the beach house,

and, since they
actually seem legit,

i got to duck out in
an hour to meet them.

Any help is appreciated.

Speaking of help,
where's Ashley?

He's taking a shower.

I see, so just
strutting his goods

all naked in your room.

Seriously? No.

He's in the guest bathroom.

Are we not gonna talk about
the elephant in the room,

specifically you
failing to mention

that Ashley is a guy and hot.

You mean like you
didn't mention Ryan,

your not-so-bad-looking
business partner, to me?

Well, I didn't keep
that from Jordan.

Can you say the same?

Ok, but I am going
to rectify that today,

and I'm sure that, you know,

Spencer and Ashley
will get along.

I mean, look how well
Jordan and Ryan bonded.

"Bonded" is a strong word,

more like co-exist.

Just be careful,
Liv, ok, and make

that intro happen sooner
rather than later.

Mm-hmm.

I also recommend some
looser-fitting clothes

before said intros.

Ok. Just--

Ah, so much better.
Layla, how are you?

Layla: Good.

You know, why don't we pop over
to the beach house later?

That way, you can meet Spencer.

Yeah. All good.

Hey, you know
what would be great

for dinner tonight?

Grace James' 7-layer lasagna.

Now, that's too bad,
isn't it, see,

because that requires

7 layers of time
that I no longer have

because some busybody
volunteered me for hours

of grant writing for Preach.

Mom, I'm sorry.
It's just...

Um...

My boy Miles has been having

some trouble at home.

He says the only reason
he's even able to show up

to school is because
of Mr. Preach's

after-school program,
and it was you

who taught us that
we have to help

our people in
their times of need,

and Mr. Preach
is our people.

When did you get so wise?

Now, to make good
on my promise--

Dillon, I appreciate you,

but, to tell you the truth,

i just don't think
there's enough time

to get this grant proposal done.

You're also the one
that taught us

not to quit just because
something is hard.

Boy, throw my words back
at me one more time.

[Exhales]

All right.

Man: This was
a no-brainer,

and, of course, I don't
condone violence,

but I can't say the actions

on behalf of the actor
were innocent.

In fact, I'd go so far as to say

he was complicit
in emotional abuse

leading up to the tasering.

So you're saying he's to blame

for being attacked?

Well, I mean, he had
no problem with the fan

posting or promoting or
any of the social media

benefits that came
with the friendship.

I wouldn't call that
no friendship.

I mean, lines get blurry,
is all I'm saying.

Which is why there's
no negating the fact

that there was a friendship

as soon as the actor
reached out to the fan

on a personal level,
only to then

throw them away when
they had no use for them.

He sounds like
a grade-a narcissist.

As a former artist,
I'd say I know

a thing or two about being

misunderstood by fans.

Even in the case of
the actor reaching out,

he had a million reasons
to abandon the friendship.

For example, the fan
could've just as well

been psychotic
disguised as a victim.

It happens.

I'm just looking at the facts,

and from where I'm standing,

my money's on narcissist.

That sound like a
"take one to know one,"

don't it, James?

Excuse me?

I think you should leave.

I'm good.

That wasn't a
suggestion, Ms. Cooper.

Go. Now, please.

Is it always this
peaceful out here?

When you said, "beach access,"

i thought we'd be playing
"frogger" across pch.

Nope. It is literally
a rock's throw.

I'm already sold.

I can get so much
reading done out here.

Mm.
You read a lot?

We both do.

We're in a post-doc
program at coastal,

which means we're
literally always reading

or grading papers.

It just got hard to focus lately

living at my uncle's
house with his 4 kids.

And when we're not studying,

Charissa's making some
amazing Polynesian food.

Her coconut shrimp
and garlic rice is to die for.

Uh, it's ok.
It's good.

I'm ok.

Are you guys like this
all the time?

After 6 years, we're practically
an old, married couple.

Oh...

Both: How soon
can you move in?

[Both laugh]

Hey.

Sorry to hijack your evening.

Oh, no.
That's all good.

Besides, your voicemail said

Ashley coming was
a surprise, right,

so where is she?

I mean he.

It's a pleasure to
finally meet you, bruv.

Ha ha! You, too.
You, too.

If you don't mind me asking,

what are your pronouns?

He/him.

Love how Americans are
so upfront about that.

Yeah.

You know, Olivia and I
would stay up late

watching your games last season.

You're a damn good footballer.

Thank you. Yeah.

Liv showed me some
of your paintings.

You're real talented.

That exhibition you did

about your
grandparents was dope.

Oh, appreciate that.

So what inspired
this impromptu trip?

I figured Liv could use
some support getting

across the finish line
of her book, I mean,

especially with her
publisher's deadline

being moved up, so here I am.

Here he is.

[Clears throat]

Hey.

Uh...

I got your text, and I owe you

an apology for how
aggressive I was.

I'll do what I can on my own.

My wise son reminded me

how important it is
to support the people

that matter most,

and you're one of them, Preach.

Is that lasagna?

Also compliments
of the son I raised.

Thank you sincerely.

You ok?

[Sigh] What happens if we don't
end up getting this grant?

Coach Baker left me in charge

of this one thing, and
I cannot let him down.

Billy used to say,
"quitters never win,

and winners never quit,"

so even if the school
board quits on you,

you've never quit on these kids.

I've seen you with them.

You care, and, because of that,

you can never let him down.

Jason Gallo-Gaffner:
♪ It all started ♪

♪ with a hot pink... ♪

Asher in San Fran,
Coop M.I.A.,

Patience avoiding Coop--

this vortex hang
is kind of not one.

See your favourite chips
got replenished.

Oh, yeah. Ashley
brought some from London.

It's funny, even now,
you're still

being careful with his pronouns.

Spencer, I never said
Ashley was a girl.

I've definitely called
him a she before

when you told me about

all your new friends over there.

You never corrected me.

Honestly, I don't
know why, you know,

and then I figured, you know,

you'd meet Ashley when
you came that weekend,

and, you know,
the mistake would just

organically fix itself,
and--i don't know--

you and I were just
having a perfect time,

just the two of us,
and there was just

never a chance for me
to introduce you

to any of my friends.

Sorry I'm late.

You're not missing much.

Mm.

Here.
Grab a plate.

Thank you.

You should go check
on your guest.

Now ain't the time to have
this conversation, anyway.

Uh, you seem mighty cool

about lil Idris Elba
and your woman.

I'm not, but I trust Liv,

and he seems like a cool dude.

I just didn't know
he was a dude,

unless I wasn't
paying attention.

No. No. We were
all in the dark.

I'm still processing that part,

but I've been real
reactive lately,

so I'm gonna take
my time on this one.

Look at you. Growth.

Shut up.

How'd class go today
with professor Laura?

It was, um, interesting.

I'm gonna need more than that.

I might have got kicked out.

By Mrs. Baker? How?

Let's just say I had
a visceral reaction

to, uh, the case
she has us working on,

and, unlike you, I just
did not give myself

time to process.

Well, now that you know,

what you gonna do about it, hmm?

Gallo-Gaffner:
♪ In the desert sky ♪

♪ inside of
a telescope eye ♪

Your artwork is hanging
in Buckingham Palace?

No, but it was in Windsor Castle

for a display of top
Cambridge art students,

but just for a day.

I mean, that's still amazing.

Yeah, man. Don't
undersell yourself.

You sound like Olivia.

I mean, she's constantly
telling me that.

I mean, that's what
friends do, right?

We lift each other up
and help each other

on their journeys.

We should--
Uh, ok. Yeah.

We are gonna head out of here.

Ok.

All right.
I'll see you.

Good luck.

Ashley, good to meet you.

Yeah, always.

Take it easy.
Enjoy.

See you, Spence.
Nice to meet you.

[Cell phone chimes]

Ashley:
All right.

I should go, too.

Wait. Already?
Yeah.

I got to go talk

to Dr. Spears
about something.

It was good to finally
put a face to the name.

Likewise.

Liv.
All right.

You're different here.

How so?

I'm not sure, exactly.

I just know that my Olivia,

the one who conquered
the UK solo,

she wouldn't be running
from interviewing her mum

or not so subtly
avoiding talking to me

about the real reasons why.

I hate that you see
through me so well.

You know, when I was
putting together

the idea for my art exhibition,

the one about my grandparents,

I too had reservations
about the conversations

that would come.

Yeah. You
mentioned that.

Right. What
I didn't mention

was that my grandad,
he struggled

with identity his whole life.

I mean, everyone had
their own theory why,

but all I wanted to do
was just capture

the essence of
what he was feeling.

How'd your parents take that?

Told them I needed
to do it for me,

to better understand who I am.

Hmm.

You see, I always
had this feeling

that me and my grandad
were connected,

and if I cracked that egg,

maybe I'd help
someone else feel seen.

Hmm.

That is our responsibility

as artists.

Hesitation to interview my mom

isn't just about
disrupting her peace.

It's about disrupting mine.

Hmm.

I mean, I spent all
that time in England

healing from the loss of my dad,

and with one difficult interview

with Spencer's mom,
I almost undid

all of that work.

I mean, what if I actually have

another emotional setback?

Then you have it.

I mean, that
vulnerability is exactly

what you should be
bringing to the book,

and, from what I've
seen of your family

and your mates, you have
a large enough village

that will help you through it.

You're strong enough
for this, Olivia.

[Exhales]

Ma, are you home?

Dillon: Yes, baby,
just in here.

Fool, I knew it was you.

Oh, is that mom's
famous lasagna?

Because I'm gonna
need me a piece.

Yes. It is.
Guess who made it?

Oh. In that case, you
can keep that piece.

Wow. See,
you got jokes.

Don't knock it till
you try it, man.

Let me get you a plate.

Mom's at school with Preach

helping him on some
grant applications.

Mm, that explains
why her phone's off.

I mean, I got two working ears

if you want to take
advantage of them.

Man, where do I start?

Well, me and Jordan
are having a tough time

keeping our issues on the field

from spilling over
into everything else.

Today I was reminded
that I chose psychology

because I love helping people

and I'm good at it,
but drafting early

means that ain't in my future

because I'm never
gonna get that degree,

and Liv's British
best friend is a dude,

and she ain't tell me.

Damn, bro, you probably
should've called mom.

See? That's why
I don't talk to you.

Jokes aside, man, you
and Jordan are brothers.

Eventually, you're
gonna get through

this rough patch
like we always do,

and, as far as the
psychology thing, man,

you're acting as if
you can't switch gears

after the NFL-- you know,

come back to school,
become a therapist

or whatever you want to do.

I mean, the average player
retires at, what, 30?

Sounds like more than
enough time to me.

That actually ain't bad advice.

All right, little homie.

Since you're on a roll,
what about Liv?

You trust her.

This is messy,

but you just continue
to trust her.

It's bomb, right?

You really made this?

Your boy has many gifts.

Ha ha! Whatever.

[Door closes]

You here to call me
a narcissist, too?

No, not at all.
May I?

I owe you an apology.

I asked you not to make
me the teacher's pet,

and instead, I became
the teacher's nightmare.

Yeah.
You kind of did.

Unfortunately,

my emotions got the best of me.

I was triggered people were able

to shred Patience--
I mean, the actor--

To pieces, and then
I started worrying

that it would actually
happen in court.

That was the exact point
of the exercise, Coop,

to get a temperature read
on how the defence

is gonna try and
paint her picture.

The firm Miko's family
hired is already doing

everything that they can
to villainise Patience.

Don't I know it.

I mean, they are
bashing her on the news

every chance they get.

Well, yeah.

A full-blown character
assassination

of the alleged victim--
In this case, Patience--

is a really smart defence.

It's exactly what I would do.

Look. I know how deeply
you care for Patience,

and she's so lucky to
have you in her corner,

but you've got to try
and channel this passion

into creative problem-solving

because that's what she's
gonna need come trial.

You gonna help me
proof this brief,

or you gonna just sit
there and stare at me?

I'll take the brief.
Ok.

What all we got?

All right, so...

Jordan: I am so glad we got
to spend the day together.

Yeah.

You know, you do know

a thing or two about roommates,

and I think Charissa and
Greg are gonna be perfect.

How many times did I tell you

not to put clothes in
the kitchenware box?

Greg: Who cares? It's
going to the same place.

Yeah, but now it's gonna
be a nightmare organising,

and guess who's
doing the unpacking.

I told you I'd help.

We both know that's not true.

Hi, guys.

We're so excited to be roomies.

Yay!
Yay!

Yeah. So are we.

Here's--let me just
get these for you.

Oh, no, no.
He'll lose it.

I'm not a child.

Then man up and get
those mislabeled boxes

from the trunk.

Hmm.
Hmm. Yeah. Ha!

Oh, god.
Ohh...

Thank you again
for coming tonight.

Of course.

Did Ashley have a good time?

He did.

How long's he staying
in town, exactly?

Um, I actually don't know.

[Exhales]

Oh, did you want to talk

about what's going on
with your book?

Actually, I'm good.

I think I finally got
the clarity I need.

Do you want to talk
about the game yesterday,

whatever's going on
with you and Jordan?

No. I think I got
that clarity, too.

Oh. Ok.

Great.
Great.

Man: ♪ We'll find our way
back again ♪

♪ we'll find our way
back again ♪

Man: Greg, move your head.