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Amazing, Son.
Compton Strong Style is what you desire, yes?
Ferocity of wolf.
Adaptive as coyote. Strong Style is lethal.
But what is it that you truly desire?
To strike fear in the heart of my enemy! Experience Compton Strong Style!
Hi-yah!
Don't fight, Boss. Be the bigger man.
Best listen to ya girl, chump.
Nah, sucka.
- I don't jive with it. - I don't jive it with it.
Bob Ross, time's up.
Hey, you remember Mr. Williams?
I need you to go see him. We need some more pinewood cut.
Oh, and some three-quarter inch screws too.
KJ, you hear me?
Straight down Alondra, on the right.
Good.
Everything go smoothly in there?
Yeah. Toilet's clogged.
All right.
If you hurry back, I'll show you how to use that table saw.
- And no... - Shortcuts. I know.
Dad,
are we gonna train?
What are you talking about?
We've been training in the back all day, KJ-san.
It's called building character, hmm?
Never mind.
He keeps telling me to call him Tim the Tool Man.
I mean, who is that?
Tool Time? No?
When are you coming back?
Hey, we agreed as a family not to ask that question.
You know how hard it is for me to be away.
It's just easier with you.
KJ, just talk to your dad.
Okay? He can help you.
I-I got to run to this meeting, okay?
I'll see you soon. Love you.
Love you.
Hey, Mr. Williams.
Hey, there he is!
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Are you supposed to be in here?
- I mean, does your dad know you in here? - He sent me.
All righty, Almighty.
- What you need? - Just some screws and some pinewood cut.
All right. I got some of that in the back. Follow me.
So, what you been up to?
Oh, I've just been running business in my hardware store.
Your dad told me about the house. I'm glad y'all gonna fix that up.
I bet he couldn't wait for the summer break
- to put you to work, huh? - Apparently.
Hey, man. What's the matter?
Handiwork does a body good.
What size screw you need?
Uh, three and one-quarters.
Three and one-quarter? Them some big screws.
I mean, one and three-quarters.
All right, I got some of those.
Yeah, this is Williams. All right, hold-hold on.
Hey, is, um, Missy in the back?
If your dad asks, I'ma tell him that you snuck past me.
Here.
You all right, KJ?
Yeah, I'm good.
Good.
Ain't gonna be long before that wood is ready.
Fire.
Hey.
You ain't supposed to be back here, lil homie.
- Where you from? - I'm just here to see Missy.
- Yo, he good. - No.
That's Lil Hatton. His people over on Creswell.
I don't know him. Rolling up like he the opps.
- Could've easily caught the fade, my boy. - Like you did?
- Hey, chi... Chill. - Go do your job.
Mm-hmm.
- Ain't seen you in a bit. You good? - Yeah, I'm straight.
Need a job?
Nah. We don't hire weirdos.
Shut up, Trey.
Man, what's wrong with him?
I don't know.
Nah. Stuck with my dad. I'm on punishment for fighting.
Fighting, you say?
Creswell, right?
As in the birthplace of Compton Strong Style?
Hmm.
Maurice Hatton. The hood Dark Knight is your daddy.
Meaning you're versed in the deadly arts, right?
Show us.
Come on.
You about that life, right? Show us something.
- Come on. Come on, show us! Show us! - Chill out, Trey. Relax.
Why are you pressing him?
Man, whatever.
Dude is wack.
Hold on.
Come in.
So, look, I had a thought.
- If you ever wanna just... - Train me. Just train me.
Why won't you train me?
- KJ, come on. - Whatever, dude.
KJ, what the...
I'm... I'm not gonna have...
I need you to run back to the store.
Three-quarter inch screws, not one and three-quarter inch.
A-And take that stuff out to the shed before you leave out.
- KJ. - Yeah.
Hey, you know what? Let's go ahead and call it for the day.
We can grab some doughnuts from M & T's.
KJ?
KJ?
Your daddy called up here.
These are what you need.
Now, in exchange for my services, he's gonna teach me Strong Style.
It'll be like Batman and Robin Hood.
On God!
Uh, it's just Robin.
Not here, it ain't.
En garde!
Learn some French, no-Karate Kid.
What up, KJ?
Yo, my boy, you can't just waltz in here whenever you feel like it.
Nah, sucka. I don't jive with it.
Oh, yeah? I'm sick of fools like you.
Yo, this dude wants the squabbles? Come on!
Hey, relax.
It doesn't need to be all that. Trey.
Grand master.
You made your point. You're good.
Is he in the back?
Whatever. I'll be at your house training next week, fool.
Experience Compton Strong Style!
KJ! KJ, no!
KJ. Come on. Get up.
This fighting thing...
There's so much you don't understand.
So much responsibility.
Why do you always feel like you have to attack...
Attack? You think I wanna fight?
What just happened at the shop?
And that fight a few weeks ago? Hey! Enough disrespect!
I'm not about to talk to the back of your head. Sit down.
Tell me something, anything. What's going on with you?
You know, at school I wasn't fighting.
But what am I supposed to do? Get marked out?
I should have been able to earn my suspension.
Wait. So this isn't about you defending yourself now?
You don't even get it. I need to know Strong Style,
not how to glue wood.
How is that gonna stop me from getting beat up?
You are so much like your Uncle Donnie.
You have no idea.
His need to fight was about something else.
I never knew exactly what it was,
but it wasn't for the art or for the sport.
The fight he was looking for, it found him.
KJ, Compton Strong Style will not solve all your problems.
And it didn't stop a bullet from taking my brother!
And I won't have that for my son!
Well...
That's not gonna be me.
Okay.
Come on.
All right. Let's go. Takedown.
I don't wanna train right now.
No, you wanted to learn. So let's learn.
Let's go.
Fix your footing next time when you land.
Again.
Nope.
Nope, nope, nope.
We are not going back inside until you get this right.
Again!
Where's your energy, KJ? Huh?
What's wrong?
Come on. Are you scared?
I'm not scared.
Then do it right this time.
Come on. Bring it. Let's go. Again.
Come on.
Get it out. Let it go.
I'm sorry.
I just wanna draw.
I know.
I wish it were that simple.
This isn't gonna be easy for me…
but I'm gonna train you the right way.
Okay?
But I need you to get something.
In order to conquer and control this,
you have to first conquer this.
The real power of Compton Strong Style is in there.
KJ, I love you.
I love you too.
I'm so, so, so proud of you.
Let's go inside before we burn the house down.
Come on.
- Did you get enough food? - Yeah.
So, Dad, show me something.
Only train the body, and the mind suffers, KJ-san.
Okay, Kung Fu Kenny.
So what about that move?
Dad?
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