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- Previously on "The Quad"...

- We cannot go into the reserves.

- I'll figure it out.

- My intention was never to hurt you.

- But even that doesn't excuse your poor judgment.

- Sneezing, coughing, vomiting.

- But still, it's got to start somewhere, right?

- You've got a new lease on life.

Now what you gonna do with it, Frat?

- I got one thing on my mind

and one thing only. - Huh?

- Time to make Clive Taylor pay.

- [exhales]

- Can you just take me home, please?

- Uh, I got to go.

- ? All my sisters and brothers ?

? Rise up together ?

? Stand together ?

? Ooh-oh-oh ?

[intense distorted music]

? ?

[helicopter blades whirring]

- Move! Move! Move!

[whirring continues]

- Go, go, go! - Let's go! Let's go!

- Watch out! Watch out! Watch out!

[indistinct yelling]

Over here! Over here! - Get down!

- Let's go!

- [yelling]

[echoing thud]

[echoing thud]

- Follow Dr. Fletcher. - We gotta move!

The doors are open!

- Come on, young people!

It's time to free your minds!

- Come on, come on, come on!

- You can do it! You can make it!

- Inside, inside, inside.

Get in there. Get in there. Get in there.

Inside, inside.

- Good morning, everyone.

all: Good morning.

- Thank you, E.J.,

and the rest of the Student Government Association

for making time to meet with me.

- Thanks for hearing us out.

- A quality education

at a quality university is a partnership.

Your tuition keeps these doors open.

We try to make decisions that protect your interests

and the school's independence.

- So what's up? Why are you here?

- I met with the Offices of Fiscal Responsibility

and Real Estate Management.

They are recommending that we sell off property

to ensure our solvency.

- What? - What?

- You can't let us do that. - Come on.

- Now, hear me out. Now, please.

The lot that houses E.W. Smith Hall was suggested.

It is outside of the gates.

- You can't let them have Smith Hall.

He's one of the founders.

- It's one of the oldest buildings

on the original campus.

- Yes. It is also in such disrepair

that it is not fit to enter.

- Is that why you're trying to merge with the PWI,

'cause we're not fit to govern ourselves?

- We're not supporting this.

- Without a buyback clause, neither would I.

They would have to give us the opportunity

to buy back the building

before it is repurposed or demolished.

- That's the only way we could even think

about thinking about it.

- Well, hopefully there won't be much to think about.

I look forward to hearing from you.

[students murmuring]

- ? Caught up in emotions ?

[woman moaning]

- [sighs]

- ? Caught up in emotions ?

- Oh!

- Damn, why don't you open a window?

It smells like ass and locker room.

- Boy, did you not see the sign?

- Yes, but I needed to come into my room,

so that's what I did.

- I'm sorry, Bryce.

We weren't trying to be inconsiderate.

- Yeah? He was.

- Yo, what is your problem?

? ?

[door slams]

- What's wrong with your roommate?

He usually doesn't care if I'm here.

- How should I know?

- Well, he's your roommate.

You should know. - Maybe I do.

- You just said you didn't know.

- Can we just get back to what we was doing?

- No, not if you're gonna ask like that.

Stop.

- Yo, what are you tripping for?

Bronwyn.

- I have class in an hour anyway.

- [exhales deeply]

[knock at door]

- Yeah?

- Hey, Miss Maddy.

Syd. - It's "Sydney."

- Hey, Tie.

Oh, will you please tell Sydney...

- Don't.

- Pajama Jam at Sigma Mu Friday night.

You down?

- I... exam on Monday.

- A real exam, or a "you still sad

Ryan's loser ass hasn't called" exam?

- The second one.

- Heifer, please, your ass is going.

I'll swing back by around 10:00, okay?

[door closes]

- Your new crew chief acts like she owns you.

- Well, no wonder you guys don't get along.

- [sighs]

- Well, if it isn't Salome.

- What?

Ebonie's back, despite your best efforts.

- I'm back, despite yours.

- You got what you deserved, Danny.

- I guess we both did.

[chuckles]

Oh, you think I wouldn't find out

about your very humiliating boot from the band, huh?

Why don't you march your ass on back to nothing,

because we don't want you here either.

Mr. Taylor. - Drum Major.

- Mr. Taylor?

Hi. Remember me?

Noni Williams, GAMU Marching Mountain Cats?

- You are a long way from home,

Noni Williams, Marching Mountain Cats.

- Ex-Mountain Cat.

We had a deal.

Director Diamond's music for a spot in your band.

- I have no idea what you're talking about.

[phone rings]

This is Clive Taylor.

Hello?

- I play alto sax.

First chair for the most celebrated marching band

in the South.

- Well, it was the most celebrated.

You guys finished third at the Battle of the Bands.

You remember?

Hmm.

[knocks lightly] - Have you got a moment?

- Ooh.

Which of my transgressions has outraged you this time?

- You discussed the details

of the fiscal meetings with students?

- Why do you ask questions for which you know the answers?

Do you know who Rick Gallot is?

- The president of Grambling State.

- Also a friend.

- Of yours?

- "Never take students for granted."

That's what he told me.

At a small school like ours,

tuition is what keeps the doors open.

We have to treat the students

who pay that tuition with respect.

- If we start selling off the university piece by piece,

we might as well join the Georgia University System.

Why can't you, at least once,

consider that perhaps your decision-making is misguided?

- [exhales]

Close the door behind you.

- Eugene, Eugene, Eugene.

You don't call.

You don't write.

How you been, brother?

- I told you I needed 30 days.

- I just want to let you know that 15 is now 20.

- Wha... how the hell did it go up?

- How the hell you think it went up?

30 days.

On day 31,

I'm gonna go visit your daughter's school...

and I damn sure ain't gonna be late.

What? Yeah, come on.

- You threaten my kids again... - Mm-hmm.

- And I'ma kill you

or die trying, you understand me?

- I made my point. - And I made mine.

- [scoffs]

Let's go.

[dramatic music]

? ?

[lamp shatters]

[hip-hop music]

- I hear that tutor Coach got you

knows history like he lived through it.

- And looks like it too.

He's ugly as hell.

- Fellas, fellas, Bo, Junior,

I want you to meet Dwight Jenkins

and his homeboy J'Vae.

- What's up, man? - BoJohn Folsom.

- What's up?

- Look, I was hoping I'd run into the man

who torched Tech's secondary for that SWAC trophy, man.

- You're the one crushing those state high school records

over at Poly. - I'm trying, man.

- So where you headed, Ohio State, 'Bama?

- Hey. Hey!

I see you've met my nephew. - Your who?

Dean Pettiway, when was you gonna tell us this?

- This is my brother-in-law, Lenny Jenkins.

Quarterback BoJohn Fulton. - How you doing?

- Left tackle, Junior Barber.

- You better invest in a good pair of tweezers.

Pluck them bench splinters out your ass.

Ain't nobody told y'all?

Dwight gonna be running first team this fall.

Yeah. Yeah.

- Uh, with all due respect, Mr. Jenkins,

I'm not going nowhere. - What?

- Dwight Jenkins?

- Last I checked.

- Can I please interview you for my sports vlog?

- Let's do it. - First question.

How does it feel to be Atlanta's homegrown messiah?

- Well, I don't know about messiah,

but I had a great supporting cast.

I love football, love Atlanta.

- Come on, baby. Watch your step.

[car unlocks] - They just got here.

Okay, you cannot just take them and not tell me why.

It is my weekend.

- The only reason they're still here is,

I didn't want to get them out of bed

in the middle of the night.

- Well, why are you doing this at all?

Why? Why? Why are you...

- Ramil showed up on campus.

Now, he says you owe him another $5,000

on top of the $15,000

I'm already trying to pay off for you!

Baby, look me in my eyes.

Tell me he's lying.

You know that son of a bitch threatened

to come after the girls if I didn't pay?

That's the kind of people you got us involved with.

- I was about to make enough money

so that I could pay off our debts

and I could still do something nice for the girls.

- Venus, listen to you. Listen to yourself.

- The player across from me, he went all in.

Look, I had a...

I had a full boat, aces over ladies.

- Oh, my God. - I showed Ramil.

He knew I was finna win too, and...

He fronted me 5K to call.

I mean, come on. The odds of me making...

- The odds are, you won't see those girls again

until you get some help.

- No, don't.

Don't. Listen, you can't...

- Look. Come here.

- You cannot take...

- Stop!

Don't let those girls see you acting a fool.

[sighs]

[dramatic music]

? ?

[engine turns over]

? ?

- Good afternoon, Mr. Green.

- My favorite sparring partner.

Dr. Fletcher, how are you?

- I am well, James. Good to see you.

Sit.

Thank you.

- The TV contract we struck was a winner,

so we're not gonna sit around and hem and haw

like Southern tobacco farmers.

Scratch the buyback clause in your sales proposal,

and we're in the pipe.

- Georgia A&M was founded by freed slaves

during the Civil War era.

Edward W. Smith was one of them.

The hall bearing his name

is on the property we intend to sell.

- In other words, the buyback clause is important to us.

- We want to buy the building back

before you start developing.

- It's the land we're after. You can move the building

wherever the hell you want, and we're good.

- Obviously, if the university had the money to move buildings,

we wouldn't be meeting with buyers.

- If we can't make this work,

we may be forced to join the state's university system.

Now, as the successful product of an HBCU,

I know you don't want to see that happen.

- Never thought I'd see the day.

The Ivy Leaguer just played the Black card.

- [chuckles]

Actually, that was

the "pride in our history and culture" card.

- Let me toss this around with the rest of my team.

[hip-hop music playing]

? ?

[door opens]

- Yo, what the hell is that?

- I need you to mind your own business, man.

- First you come in mad about Bronwyn.

Now you're back looking like that.

What the hell's going on, bro?

- Look, man, when I say stay out of my business,

that's what I need you to do.

? ?

[dramatic music]

? ?

- Hey.

You're in the exact same spot I left you 12 hours ago.

Did you even go to class? - No, I had to skip it.

- What are you doing?

- It's better you don't know.

[computer beeping]

- What is that?

- No way. Oh, shit!

Southwestern Delta's EDU system

had a serious handshake vulnerability.

How the hell are they tracing me?

- Or they just straight up honey-trapped you.

You need to shut that shit down.

- It's not letting me.

- Noni, you need to wipe now, or you're busted.

- I need the data.

Watch the bar for me. - Noni, hurry.

85%. You're not gonna make it. - Come on, come on, come on.

I got it. I got it. - Where's your magnet?

- What do you think I'm looking for?

- Come on.

Kill the hard drive!

Come on.

- Thank you, Southeast Hardware.

- Okay.

- Let's... let's just go with these cleats

for grass and turf.

- All right, you got it, boss.

Everything all right?

- Yeah.

[knock at door] - Coach?

You got a minute? - What's on your mind, BoJohn?

- Well, I'm not worried about it or nothing,

but, um,

Dwight Jenkins' father is telling everybody

his son's coming to GAMU.

- But you're not worried or anything, huh?

[chuckles] Listen to me.

Lenny Jenkins says the same thing

on every campus he steps foot on.

He gets everybody's hopes up.

Coaches start making big promises.

Dwight gets more press.

See how that works?

- Yeah, I do,

but he's a hometown hero.

Atlanta messiah, Dean Pettiway's nephew,

and that must give GAMU a chance at him it wouldn't have had.

- BoJohn, listen.

You're my quarterback.

Right? You work your ass off.

You inspire your teammates to do the same.

That's what got us the SWAC championship,

and you did that when people were comparing you to Terrence.

That's a leader, and that's what I need.

- All right.

I appreciate it, Coach.

- [exhales]

- Sigma Mu Kappa, Beta Nu Chapter was formed

in 1913 at Georgia Agricultural Mechanical University.

GAMU!

- Keep going.

- Beta Nu's fantastic five.

Big Brother Lancelot Cooper.

[stammers] Slim...

- Oh, man, stop. Just stop.

Just stop, all right? Just stop.

Shit.

Your line brother just butchered my founder's name again.

What we gonna do about that, hmm?

His mistakes, y'all's mistakes. Check up.

- That's right.

[hip-hop music playing]

- Yeah, in the cut, boy.

- Get it, man. Get it.

- Yeah.

- [laughs] Game time.

- How that feel? - Don't break. Don't break.

- Mm. Let's get it.

Mm-hmm.

[blow falls]

- Mm-mm-mm.

He gonna feel that tomorrow.

- Oh, yeah, boy.

- Let's go. - Mm-hmm.

- You ain't got no fire with that swing, boy.

- Whoo!

[ominous music]

- Hey, hey.

- Yo! - What's good, homey?

- Get your hands off me!

- What the hell you doing here, homey?

- I'm just enjoying the fresh air, yo.

[breathes deeply]

It's nice, ain't it?

- Yo, I saw you out here

trying to holler at Bryce, asshole.

- I don't know no Bryce.

I'ma let y'all do y'all thing, you know?

I'm out, a'ight? - No, no, no, no, no.

- Hold up, hold up.

- You ain't going nowhere, a'ight?

Hey, you know him?

? ?

- Y'all looking at each other like y'all lovers or something.

Hell yeah, he know him, man.

- Man, if y'all don't want nobody in y'all business,

y'all need to close y'all blinds.

- What the hell you just say? - Hey.

- What are you gonna do? Let him go!

What you gonna do? Let him go.

Let him go. - Get out of here, man.

Back off.

? ?

- Yeah, you don't want to catch these hands.

- Hey.

Hey, that's not what we about, man.

Get in the house.

[blues playing on speakers]

? ?

[knocking at door]

? ?

- I have what you asked for.

Clive Taylor?

[music stops]

- Sit down.

- I cloned his phone.

- You... - Cloned it.

Once I figured out he had the same provider,

I created a firmware app.

I went to see him so we'd be next to each other,

both on the same tower.

I called him, and once he answered,

I intercepted his signal.

Here you go.

- What am I looking at? - Right here.

Every month he charges hundreds of dollars

of personal expenses to the university,

and that's his university credit card.

He's buying sex on Southwestern Delta's dime.

It's disgusting, right?

- I don't know about disgusting.

Embarrassing, maybe, but so what?

- Well, that's all I could decode

before I had to shut down my computer.

- [sighs]

I don't want to embarrass Clive Taylor.

I want to destroy him.

- Got it.

Search and destroy.

- Destroy and destroy.

[light knock]

- Hey, Dr. Fletcher, I got your text.

- Hi, Cedric. Please come in.

We're just grabbing some pizza. You want some?

- I'm from Chicago, ain't I? [laughs]

- I'll just finish this at my desk.

I have some work to do.

- Look, I lost my cool at your party,

and I'm really sorry about that.

- Apology mostly accepted.

I need your help.

Student support for my plan to get us out

of this financial hell that we're in

is really important.

- I agree, but what's that got to do with me?

- They respect you.

The way you came back from Chantel's death,

the false arrest,

plus they respect you as an artist,

and you've been there for them.

No way we score Cyhi the Prynce

without you out there hustling on our behalf.

- You can just say Cyhi.

Students are not coming off of protecting Smith Hall.

- So they are discussing it?

- I wasn't even at the meeting.

I heard about it.

- We're gonna go bankrupt in a year

if we don't do this.

- I mean, then do what you got to do.

Keep the doors open by any means.

- I'll do that.

If you help me with the Student Government Association,

I'll do everything I can to save this school.

- You've been good peeps as far as I'm concerned.

You've been down with me since day one...

so I'm down with you.

- [laughs]

- ? Okay, hop out ?

? Whole team pop out ?

- Cedric.

Cedric!

- What, bro? - I'm out.

- What you talking about?

- You got me kicked off line.

- You should be thanking me, G.

- Do you really not get it?

I'm not gonna be a Sigma Mu Kappa now.

How the hell am I gonna tell my father that?

- I don't understand why you want to be

a part of a group that puts hands on you.

- It's the price of admission.

It's no different from getting

jumped into a gang where you from.

- Well, I didn't join one of those either.

- I wanted to be a part of that

my whole life,

and now because of you I've lost something

that I care about more than anything.

Thank you for ruining my life.

- ? Okay, no way ?

? Did that, OJ ?

? No luck, no break ?

? Pull up, oh, hey ?

- Damn.

- You have to know this. - Yes, sir.

- Hey, Mr. Taylor,

I just heard your first chair sax rehearse.

You're in a lot of trouble.

- Why are you back here?

- I was taught that anything worth having

is worth fighting for.

I want to be in your band,

and I'm willing to fight for it.

You need me.

- Okay.

Okay.

Give me your phone.

Make sure you don't accidentally

record our conversation.

[chuckles]

[laughing]

You got to send me this.

Will you unlock this music app?

This playlist is all Parliament Funkadelic.

You weren't even born when they were doing their thing.

- Every artist I listen to got great sampling P-Funk.

Kendrick, Snoop,

Nas, Drake,

Arrested Development.

- Wow. Well, you did your homework.

It's the only way you could know

that I'm an old-school funk head.

- A spot in your band next year,

that's really all I want.

- [exhales]

I'll give it to you.

Your hustle is strong.

What else you got in your music collection?

- How about this?

Yeah. - Stop it.

- Yeah. - What do you know about that?

- Go ahead, sir.

[line trills] - Hello?

- James. Eva Fletcher.

- Good day, Dr. Fletcher. I was just thinking about you.

- Because you want to close this deal?

- Because I'm about to tour another piece of property

that's prime for renewal.

This deal I know I should make.

Yours I'm not so sure about.

- It's a good deal, James, and you know it.

You just like playing games.

But to prove to you

that we need to close this thing,

I'm inviting you to dinner at the president's residence.

- Okay.

I'll make some arrangements, and I'll see you tonight.

- [sighs]

- What's up? - What's up, man?

[dramatic hip-hop music]

? ?

- Hello, Coach.

- Please tell me you're here to apply

for the left tackle position.

- [chuckles] That and to see

how the Dwight Jenkins visit is going.

- Didn't we just yesterday

take a little field trip to secure BoJohn Folsom?

- Ah, but I would need a tutor if I didn't know what an impact

Dwight Jenkins playing on the Mountain Cats would have.

- The boy's Carlton Pettiway's nephew.

He had to show us a little respect.

- And how do we turn that respect into...

consideration?

- Look, the kid is one of the hottest recruits

out of the Southeast.

Let's just stay the course.

Is there something else we need to discuss?

- I don't know. Is there?

- I tripped.

- I'm here if you need to talk.

[hip-hop music]

- ? Understand ?

? Yeah, women treat me like I ain't the one ?

? But I feel like the man ?

? Uh, text me when I'm coming home ?

? I say here's the thing ?

? Look ?

? I'm something like LeBron ?

? I ain't coming back until I win ?

- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Give me that, man.

You don't know what's in this cup.

- ? Yeah, I'm back ?

- It's not bad.

- Yo. Man, this party is lit, man.

- Man, listen here, you won't party like this anywhere.

This is GAMU for you. Believe that.

- Yo, I believe it, dog. - GAMU!

- You play?

- Oh, I block for Dwight off the field.

- Oh, okay.

- You look hot.

- [laughs] Sydney, I didn't think you were coming.

- Oh, I didn't say I wasn't coming.

I just wasn't coming with you and your new crew.

[Tyrone Briggs' "Wear You Out" plays]

- ? La la la ?

? La la la ?

- Let's show 'em how we do it.

- Mm. [laughs]

- ? Said the thang so good ?

? Baby girl don't wanna share it ?

? Way I put it on her, you'll think she wanna wear it ?

? Wide body frame like an Instagram flick ?

- Yo, let's do this, y'all!

- ? She love to make it clap, liquor po' it up ?

- Yeah, let's do this!

- ? More [...] sober up ?

? Pullin' out them racks, she got a couple Gs ?

? She pullin' out them racks, we gettin' double Ds ?

? Ex man she ain't love 'em, called the dude a lame ?

? Said he never ate it, had to use my brain ?

? Penny for my thoughts, hunnit of 'em, I'll explain ?

? Baby girl keep it 100, think you really need some change ?

? Couple bottles in the party, Beezy brought the loud ?

? Feeling like I party, somewhere in clouds ?

? Give it to that woman like I'm tryna have a child ?

? Everybody turning up, but you know it's going down ?

? ?

? Hope you don't mind if I take my time ?

? Trying to get to know that body better ?

- Got to love this Dwight kid.

You know he gave me the best interview since I've been here,

and he is so humble.

- Yeah, maybe he'll let you bronze his jock

and hang it on your wall.

[cup clatters on floor]

- Hey. - Good party, bro.

- Hey. - What?

- What the hell is wrong with you?

- He's coming here to take my spot,

and I just won us the championship,

and you can't even see that.

- And what did Coach just tell you, Bo?

- You still don't get it.

- Hey, Tiesha, Snow White stressing you?

- I'm good, J'Vae. It's cool.

- You sure? I mean, I know we just met, but I got you.

- Dude, she just told you she's good.

- Hey, man, first of all, I'm not your dude.

- Okay, first of all, you're not nothing to me, all right?

- Okay, let it go, Bo. It's...

- What do you... what do you think I'm trying to do right now?

- Oh!

- Oh! - Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Chill, bro! Chill. Chill. - How you like me now?

- Chill, man! - I'm about to kill you!

- What are you doing, man?

- I'm about to kill this mother...

- Yo, we gonna get out of here, all right?

- Yeah, yeah, that's a good idea.

- Yeah, get him out of here, bro.

- Nothing more to say, huh?

- I got him, man. - You saw him, man.

He swung on me first.

- I saw you lose your shit.

- Tie... - Bro.

No more drinks for you, bro. Real mature.

? ?

- Hey, come on, y'all. Come on. Hey.

Hey, let's get the party back started.

Come on. Yeah, turn it up.

? ?

- I think I've had enough. You ready to go?

- Um, I think I might stay a while.

- Okay.

Please be careful.

- Hey, Sydney. You want me to walk you home?

- No, thanks.

I texted Trina to come meet me...

the IDC buddy system.

- Got you. - Sydney, you ready?

- Yeah.

- ? What's up with you ?

? Won't stop loving you ?

? Why you want me to ?

- Hey, beautiful, this my song. Let's dance.

Come on, me and you.

- ? Won't stop loving you ?

? Why you want me to ?

? What's there more to do ?

? Tell me what your view is ?

? She from Malibu ?

? She wanna hang out with the cool kids ?

? Bikini volleyball ?

? She likes to show off in her two-piece ?

? She runs the show ?

? Round the way when she come ?

? We gon' run, we gon' duck ?

? We run like oh! ?

? We out the door ?

? She's a bad li'l mama ?

? Can't control it, and she know it ?

? That's for sure ?

? You all alone ?

? Come tag along ?

? It's a party going down so v?monos ?

? What's up with you ?

[Madison moans]

- I've got it, Sharon.

15 minutes, remove the roast, and then you can go.

- Okay, I'll leave through the kitchen.

- Thank you.

[exhales]

Good evening.

- Good evening, madam. - Come in.

Congratulations on your decision

to bring your partners and your money to the table

for this deal so I can save my university.

- Absolutely. - Oh, may I?

- Oh, I'll keep this. - Suit yourself.

[both laugh]

Dinner is served in 15 minutes.

Gives us plenty of time

for you to tell me exactly what I want to hear.

- Listen, let me dismiss with the pins and needles.

We good on all the deal points.

I have an agreement in my bag that's ready to execute.

- [chuckles]

- But, Eva...

Everybody has their way of closing a deal,

and I'm no different,

and I like to close a deal a certain way.

- Mr. Green, let me make sure that I understand you.

Your investors have approved purchasing this land, yes?

- Oh, they have,

but come on, Eva.

You know nothing worth having is ever easy to get.

- I am a "by any means necessary" type of girl.

Add to that the fact

that I really need this deal to make,

because if it doesn't,

odds are I won't have a job six months from now.

I am all out of options.

Absolutely nowhere to go,

but I need to be clear.

There is no way in hell

that I am going to have sex with you.

- This is just an offer to play a game.

No sex involved.

You have my word

and my $5 million...

if you accept.

- Good night, James.

Out of curiosity...

- Well, I can show you

better than I can tell you.

- Is that for me?

- It's for me, of course.

$5 million.

- I want to see the agreement.

- Not a problem.

Satisfied?

Now, if you could just point me in the direction...

- Through those doors to the left.

[slow pop music]

? ?

- I'm back!

Hi, Mama. Oh! Oh! - ? If I were a boy ?

- Oh, come here.

Hey.

- ? Even just for a day ?

- Mm, mm, mm.

- ? I'd roll out of bed in the morning ?

? And throw on what I wanted and go ?

- Mommy. Ahh.

- ? Drink beer with the guys ?

- Ahh. Ahh. Ahh, oh, yes.

- ? And chase after girls ?

- Good boy.

- ? I'd kick it with who I wanted ?

- Uh, no. Mm-mm.

- [whines]

- No. - [crying like a baby]

- ? If I were a boy ?

[dramatic music]

? ?

- Hi, this is Madison. [beep]

- Madison, did you not come home last night?

Call me as soon as you get this.

? ?

[knocking at door]

- What the hell is wrong with you?

- Madison didn't come back last night.

Do you know where she is? - Why would I?

- Why don't you? I left her there with you.

- She's a grown-ass woman, Sydney.

You didn't leave her with nobody.

She wanted to leave, so she left.

[door slams]

- [scoffs]

Madison, where have you been? - I was just...

- Do you not remember what happened to me

the last time I left a party alone?

- I wasn't alone. - Who were you with?

Not your new friends.

- I was with a guy.

- What guy?

- Look, will you stop grilling me?

You're the one encouraging me to spread my wings.

- I didn't say spread your legs too.

- Oh...

okay, so this is a whole new Sydney altogether,

'cause see, I'm used to "Sydney the fearless,"

you know, who's over the past,

and "Sydney still struggling not to be the victim."

But "Sydney the hurtful bitch"?

Yeah, see, that one's a new one to me.

- I can't believe I wasted my time worrying about you.

- ? You shut me down, you like the control ?

- [scoffs]

- ? You speak to me like I'm a child ?

[knocking at door]

? Try to hold it down ?

- Girl, do you know what time it is?

- Can I crash here?

- ? I can shake it off ?

? And you feel threatened by me ?

- [exhales]

Damn.

What are you doing here?

- You finally figure out that she did it,

and you still haven't apologized to me.

- Boy, get out of here.

- I am trying to find a way to maintain

even the tiniest bit of respect for you right now,

but if you don't apologize to me...

- Okay.

I thought about calling you a bunch of times.

I didn't. I should've.

Just been going through a lot,

but that's no excuse.

I hope you accept what I'm saying is from my heart.

I really am sorry.

- You know the worst part?

You got her over there snooping around in Southwestern,

and she's gonna make a fool of you...

again.

I mean, you are so blinded by her talent

that you won't even see the shit coming.

[soft dramatic music]

? ?

[glass shatters]

[tense music]

? ?

- Sorry to wake you, Daddy. I just wanted some water.

- No, baby, you didn't wake me. I was reading.

Look, uh, why don't you go ahead

and go to bed, and I'll clean this up?

- Okay.

[clattering outside]

[dog barking]

? ?

[footsteps running]

[car door opens, closes]

[engine turns over]

? ?

[tires squealing, engine revving]

- [sighs]

"Application has been made

"that the historical landmark status

"be granted to the building known as

"the Edward W. Smith Hall

"on the campus of Georgia A&M University.

"Until such as a determination is granted or denied,

"no changes, modifications,

"nor sale of the building

are to be entered into under penalty of state and"...

[inhales sharply]

"State and federal law.

"Filed on behalf of petitioners

Dr. Ella Grace Caldwell and Dr. Carlton Pettiway."

Oh, damn it.

? ?

[gasps]

Oh.

Oh, my God.

? ?

[gasps]

? ?

- 911. What's your emergency?

- I think...

I think I'm having... I think I'm...

I think I'm having a heart attack.

- Please stay calm.

- Oh...

- Are you still there?

- [sobs]

- We're sending someone, all right?

Please stay calm.

- [faintly] Please. Please.

- Next on "The Quad"...

- Get your damn hands off me!

- How you doing this afternoon?

- I'll be better when Dr. Fletcher gets out of jail.

- So will I. Damn shame how far a bad cop will go.

- Or bad people, period.

- I feel like we've known each other forever.

- I know, right?

- Are they smashing? Her and this Jason dude?

- No.

- Where were you? Just tell me where you were.

- I was where I was, all right?

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